3392: C3392 One Year

C3392 One Year

"The cultivators here are too ferocious. Just now, Chen Tayi only said a few more words before he was swallowed by Daoist Crocodile. When the four of us saw this, we immediately shut our mouths and kept our lives."

"Brother, you entered the Dark Council at the same time as us. Why don't we form an attack and defense alliance? Only then can we stay here for one year."

"Attack and defense alliance?"

Ning Qi smiled and shook his head at the invitation of the four men. "Not interested."

After saying that, he walked past the four of them and continued to walk deeper.

Zi Ling had said that the limit of the Flesh Blood Training Camp could be ten years. The shortest would be one year. Those guys at the gate just now... Although they were not rookies, they were definitely not considered senior cultivators. Perhaps someone would come and find trouble with him over the matter of the Alligator Daoist later.

Rather than being passive, he might as well take the initiative.

Therefore, Ning Qi planned to find trouble with them first.

When the four of them saw that Ning Qi was indifferent to their situation, they looked at each other with ugly expressions. Finally, they gritted their teeth and quickly followed Ning Qi.

Now, they couldn't care about their face anymore. Even if Ning Qi didn't agree, they had to follow behind Ning Qi. Only in this way could they ensure that their bodies wouldn't be destroyed in the following environment.

"Those five guys in front are very unfamiliar. Are there new people coming? No wonder there was some movement over there just now."

The flesh training ground seemed to be divided into many areas, the closer one was to the outside area, the weaker the cultivators were. When Ning Qi entered the first area, he saw the Dark Cultivator. Each of their auras was much stronger than the level of the Croc Priest.

"Newbie, you guys are really bold. This is a place that only appears once a year. Without our permission, who allowed you guys to enter?"

Not long after, a group of cultivators gradually surrounded them and stopped in front of Ning Qi's group of five. When the four guys behind Ning Qi heard this, they quickly retreated outside with helpless expressions on their faces.

On the other side, Flesh Mountain was standing on a tall building in the Flesh Blood Training Camp. He looked at the four men with a mocking expression. In his eyes, a cultivator like this was not qualified to become a Dark Cultivator. The Dark Council had very strict requirements for the Dark Cultivator. The outside world couldn't even imagine it.

Every Dark Cultivator was cultivated to the point where they could compete with the Boundless Cultivator. With training, even if there were heavy casualties, they would not hesitate to do so.

It was only because of this that the name of the Dark Cultivator intimidated the ordinary cultivators. It would not bring shame to the Dark Council. The most important reason was... If it wasn't for the fact that the Dark Council had persisted in their training all these years... Many cultivators in the outside world were frightened by the Dark Cultivator. Subconsciously, they all thought that the Dark Cultivator's personal combat strength was extremely strong. If they sensed it, they would only send a message to the Boundless Cultivator to deal with it. Ordinary forces would basically not offend the Dark Cultivator directly.

"That guy has the potential to stay here for ten years, which is comparable to the Boundless Cultivator. As for those four, it would be great if they could stay here for a year."

Flesh Mountain said to himself.

...

"A year? Does this mean that all of you have stayed here for a year?"

Ning Qi said faintly.

One of the cultivators sneered, "What else? Do you think we are rookies like you who have just entered this place?"

"Other than the territory where you were born this year, are there still two more years, three more years?"

Ning Qi suddenly smiled.

"You are so arrogant. Where did the rookie get so many questions? Let me beat you up first, then I'll tell you. "

A cultivator suddenly let out a ferocious laugh and walked towards Ning Qi. As he walked, the Immortal Palace behind him gradually emerged. It was a palace that seemed to be made up of piles of bones, and the head of this cultivator... It was a skull, whose eyes flickered with a ghostly green glow.

"Is a skeleton born from the Corpse Tribe?"

Ning Qi took a look at this person's attributes and felt that it was somewhat interesting.

"A fifth-grade immortal palace... It has become so strong in just a year?"

The four cultivators behind Ning Qi looked at each other in dismay, and a trace of fear gradually emerged in their eyes. They had only been in the Flesh Blood Training Camp for less than half a day, but this place had already given them a sense of despair. The highest grade among them was only a Third Grade Immortal Palace. It belonged to the category of the lower three grades.0

Compared to the middle third-grade immortal palaces, there was a huge difference.

At this time, the group of cultivators who had planned to show off their strength to Ning Qi earlier had unknowingly gathered around. They didn't dare to step into the territory of a year old. Instead, they looked at Ning Qi with schadenfreude from the outside.

"If this guy had kept a low profile, he wouldn't have been targeted by the one-year student so early like us."

"What's wrong with that? We have finally gotten our revenge on Daoist Crocodile."

"I think this kid's strength won't be much weaker than a year's worth of people. As long as they don't join hands, perhaps Skeleton Daoist won't be a match for him in a one-on-one fight."

"That's impossible. Skeleton Daoist is one of the top ten experts in his life. How could a Fifth Grade Immortal Palace be so easy to deal with? Daoist Crocodile didn't notice it at all. That's why he was suppressed by this kid. He's just a newbie who hasn't gone through the training of the Flesh Blood Training Camp. How many immortal palaces can there be? "

A cultivator said with certainty.

However, as soon as his voice faded, Ning Qi had already flown into the sky and landed a punch on the Immortal Palace behind Skeleton Daoist.

Bang!

Terrifying shockwaves swept in all directions, stirring up the dust on the ground.

Crack...

The Immortal Palace behind Skeleton Daoist suddenly had many cracks with Ning Qi as the center. These cracks were spreading in all directions.

"You..."

Skeleton Daoist looked at Ning Qi with a shocked expression. Then, he reacted very quickly. He was about to put the Immortal Palace away, but Ning Qi forcefully punched him before he could put it away.

These two punches made the ghostly fire in his eyes flicker erratically. It became much dimmer!

"This kid actually used his physical body to crack Skeleton Daoist's Immortal Palace?"

"What level has this guy's physical body condensed to? How could it be so terrifying? Even if I used all my strength to smash the Immortal Palace, I still wouldn't be able to break Skeleton Daoist's Immortal Palace!"

"If I give him a few more punches, I think Skeleton Daoist's Immortal Palace will be destroyed. Perhaps, we can't afford to offend this guy in a year..."

Many people who were blocking Ning Qi's path felt fear in their hearts. They all retreated a certain distance, no longer intending to get on Ning Qi's bad side.

"If we don't know what kind of strength he has, he will be courting death if he takes out the Immortal Palace."

Flesh Mountain suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield, standing between Ning Qi and Skeleton Daoist, and said in a flat tone.

"Greetings, Lord Tu!"

Everyone quickly greeted him.

Ning Qi frowned slightly. Just as he was about to destroy Skeleton Daoist's body, Flesh Mountain appeared. His purpose was obvious.

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