Chapter 1369
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CHAPTER 1369: Chapter 1369
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Not long after Ning Qi came out of the training ground, he planned to go straight to the Central Continent, but he suddenly felt a stream of Immortal Qi enter his body.
"This direction seems to be the Wang Family's Ancestral City. This is the jade token I left for Wang Zhong …"
Ning Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he changed his direction and flew to the Wang Family's Ancestral City.
90,000 kilometers in an instant!
Ning Qi's speed seemed to surpass the speed of light when he activated the Immortal Continent's Cultivation Method. He disappeared from his original place and appeared in another place.
The distance between the two places was about 50,000 kilometers. When he cultivated the Confining Dragon Elephant Art to the thirteenth level, he would probably be able to fly 130,000 kilometers in an instant, far exceeding the limit of the Cultivation Method.
This was the benefit of merging it with the Confining Dragon Elephant Art and becoming a secondary section!
However, with Ning Qi's current cultivation, he needed a lot of Immortal Qi to use 90,000 kilometers in an instant. The Immortal Qi in Ning Qi's body was only enough for him to use it 10 times in a row. It was useless to use it for traveling. Flying 500,000 kilometers would exhaust Ning Qi's Immortal Qi, and if he encountered a strong enemy, what could he use to fight?
After a few attempts, Ning Qi regained his original speed. He wrapped himself in the Law of Thunder and Lightning and flew to the Wang Family's Ancestral City at lightning speed.
90,000 kilometers in an instant could be used as a trump card, whether it was for chasing or escaping. If he wanted to use it for traveling, he would have to wait until the Immortal Qi in Ning Qi's body multiplied by thousands of times.
…
Seven days.
"Elder Li Xiao, kill all the cultivators here and avenge Little Junior Sister and Little Junior Brother."
Gu Zhen suddenly said.
Huang Sheng nodded slightly and looked at Wang Zhong and the others mockingly. "Yes, I agree with Senior Sister Gu Zhen. Making us wait here for seven days is really a big deal."
Li Xiao smiled faintly and looked at Wang Zhong. "I've already given you a chance in seven days, but you didn't cherish it. Don't worry, I'll leave at least one person here to pass the message. If Great Sage Xuanzhen wants revenge, he can come to the Nine Heaven Sword Sect."
"He's going to attack!"
"Get into formation and defend against the enemy!"
The eyes of Wang Tong and the other Peak Holding Elders were filled with fear. In an instant, countless orders were passed down. The rest of the Wang Clan's disciples also flew out and surrounded Li Xiao's group.
As soon as Li Xiao finished speaking, he made his move. His level of cultivation was comparable to that of the Great Sage Xuanzhen. As soon as he made his move, the aura of the Dharma Plane gushed out of his body, causing the cultivators with lower levels of cultivation to tremble and kneel on the ground. The cells in their bodies expressed a sense of fear, and their cultivation and strength seemed to be suppressed in an instant.
Nine giant swords appeared in the sky.
It was the same as Sikong's Dharma Idol.
However, there were many complicated patterns on Li Xiao's nine swords, and their quality was many times higher than Sikong's.
The peak elders who were closest to him bore the sharpest sword intent. Their hair, flesh, and blood were melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The other party hasn't even made a move yet, but the Wang Clan's Zhi Feng Elder is already on the verge of losing!"
The cultivators of the Wang Clan's Ancestral City were terrified to see this. Most of them had already flown out of the place, planning to escape.
The rest of the people also wanted to escape, but when they were about to make a move, they saw a white figure suddenly appear in the sky.
"Break!"
The figure punched out, and the nine giant swords in the air instantly shattered into pieces. Li Xiao, who had a sinister smile on his face, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His expression instantly became dispirited. Wang Tong and the others, who were almost melted by the sword intent, raised their heads in bewilderment.
"It's Ancestral Patriarch Bei Xuan!"
"Ancestral Patriarch Bei Xuan is back!"
The Wang Clan's disciples cheered when they saw Ning Qi's face.
"How is that possible … My Dharma Idol …"
Li Xiao's eyes were filled with fear. When he realized that his Dharma Idol had been destroyed, he was shocked and enraged. He looked at Ning Qi with a hint of fear in his eyes!
Aren't the most powerful cultivators in the Green Dragon Mainland at the Perfected Dharma Idol Stage? How can there be such a terrifying existence? Is he really Xuanzhen's descendant?
"Elder Li Xiao!"
Gu Zhen and Huang Sheng went up to support Li Xiao. They looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
"Ancestral Patriarch Bei Xuan … is back."
Wang Zhong's lips curled into a bright smile. Wang Tong and the others heaved a sigh of relief. Since Ning Qi was back, the Wang Clan wouldn't have any problems today. After all, Ning Qi was able to kill Proud Dragon Saint. Li Xiao's cultivation wasn't much stronger than Proud Dragon Saint.
"Elder Li Xiao, your Dharma Idol …"
Gu Zhen and Huang Sheng suddenly realized that the nine giant swords in the sky had disappeared. Their shocked eyes were instantly filled with fear.
Could it be that Elder Li Xiao's Dharma Idol was destroyed? Otherwise, why would he vomit blood and look so dispirited?
Ning Qi slowly landed on the ground and glanced at the dozen corpses by Wang Zhong's feet. "Are they the elders of the Wang Clan?"
"Yes, Ancestral Patriarch Bei Xuan."
Wang Zhong cupped his fists.
"Who did it?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"Elder Li Xiao of the Ninety-Heaven Sword Sect."
Wang Zhong sneered and looked at Li Xiao. When his gaze met Li Xiao's bewildered gaze, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Now you know fear?
"Li Xiao of the Ninety-Heaven Sword Sect?"
Ning Qi smiled. Suddenly, he noticed a pair of scorching eyes staring at him. Ning Qi turned around and saw a guy with a swollen face looking at him with his tongue stuck out.
"So familiar. Who is it?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. He shook his head and walked directly in front of Li Xiao. He looked at him with a faint smile. "Li Xiao?"
"Ning … Ning Beixuan …"
Li Xiao instinctively wanted to step back, but he realized that he was being held by Huang Sheng and Gu Zhen. Now that he had lost his Dharma Idol, his cultivation had regressed to a level lower than the two of them.
"Yes, it's me."
Ning Qi smiled.
Li Xiao immediately fell silent.
Gu Zhen and Huang Sheng didn't say anything either.
It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
"Weren't these three guys from the Ninety-Heaven Sword Sect arrogant a moment ago? They don't even dare to speak after seeing the Ancestral Patriarch Bei Xuan? "
"What a joke!"
"I will spread the news and let everyone know that the elders and disciples of the Ninety-Heaven Sword Sect are as timid as mice."
The cultivators in the Ancestral City of the Wang Clan sneered in their minds.
"Why aren't you talking? Why have the three of you come to the Wang family's ancestral city? "
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