CHAPTER 1672: Chapter 1672
A terrible black gas.
As soon as Ning Qi stepped into the Valley of the Dead, countless blood-red eyes locked on him from afar, including the seven cultivators of the seven major sects.
Behind him, hundreds of eyes fell on him. Ning Qi did not intend to show his strength in front of this group of people, so his figure moved and he ran into the Dead Man Valley.
After running a certain distance, Ning Qi finally stopped.
"Those guys' Divine Wills shouldn't be able to reach here, right?"
The corner of Ning Qi's mouth curled up slightly. At the same time, he was already surrounded by the army of zombies. There were about a hundred of them.
"Roar!"
Perhaps it was because they had just been transformed into zombies that their resentment was monstrous. The seven cultivators from the seven major sects roared and took the lead in pouncing towards Ning Qi.
"I'll test it out on you guys first."
He waved his hand lightly.
Eternal Void Spirit Phantom Blade!
Puff puff puff …
These seven unlucky bastards had just become zombies, they hadn't even lived for a day before they were chopped into pieces by Ning Qi. However, the strange thing was that they didn't seem to die yet. Ning Qi found a black bead in their brains. With a thought, the black bead was crushed into pieces by Ning Qi.
"Ding! Congratulations to host for successfully killing a zombie. You have been awarded 1 Creation Point! "
"Ding! Congratulations, host … "
"…"
The system's notifications kept ringing. Ning Qi had obtained … seven Fortune Points.
"There are indeed Fortune Points, but isn't the number of Fortune Points given too little?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. The seven of them were all Three Tribulations Creators when they were alive, and they could have given Ning Qi 105 Creation Points. But after turning into zombies, each of them only gave Ning Qi one Creation Point, which was fifteen times less!
"However, this Valley of the Dead has existed for who knows how many years. Every year, there are cultivators who die here. If they accumulate, the number of zombies will definitely be enormous. If they also have Fortune Points to give, then the number will be quite considerable."
Ning Qi's gaze fell on the rest of the zombies that were pouncing towards him. The aura of this group of zombies was slightly stronger than the seven from before, but not by much.
Eternal Void Spirit Phantom Blade!
Ning Qi was like a tiger in a flock of sheep. These zombies, which looked extremely terrifying to outsiders, couldn't hurt Ning Qi at all. The stench of corpse qi on their bodies was firmly isolated by Ning Qi's immortal qi. Not even a trace of it could touch Ning Qi's skin, let alone poison him.
After turning into zombies, apart from retaining 10% to 20% of their original combat strength, they had already lost their minds. Ning Qi killed all the zombies in front of him as if he was chopping vegetables.
"Ding! Congratulations to host for successfully killing a zombie. You have been awarded 1 Creation Point! "
"Ding!"
The system's beeps kept ringing, only stopping after more than a hundred beeps. Every zombie gave him one Creation Point. In addition to the seven zombies he had killed earlier, Ning Qi had obtained 115 Creation Points!
Host: Ning Qi.
Level: Third Tribulation Creator
Creation Points: 1,345/10000
Cultivation Method: Eighth Layer of the Confining Dragon-Elephant Art.
Health Points: 1 Yuan
Dragon Slaying Crystal: 4,150
At the same time that he obtained more than a hundred Creation Points, the Dragon Slaying Crystal also increased a little. Ning Qi planned to gather 10,000 Creation Points to exchange for a set of Three True Flame Body and Azure Water for the Saint Concubine of Cold Sky to take care of the Purple Void Divine Tree in the future.
The surrounding zombies were all dead. In the distance, scattered zombies seemed to have noticed the commotion and were rushing over.
"The system notification said that these are zombies. There should be even higher levels of zombies. The Creation Points that they can give shouldn't be so stingy, right?"
Ning Qi smiled. Instead of retreating, he advanced toward the zombies. Wherever there were zombies, Ning Qi would be there.
Just like that, Ning Qi didn't know how long he had been killing. He realized that the zombies in the periphery seemed to have disappeared. At this time, his total Creation Points had reached 3,874/10000.
From the moment he entered the Valley of the Dead until now, his Creation Points had increased by more than 2,000, almost 3,000! This was equivalent to Ning Qi killing more than 500 First Tribulation Masters, more than 200 Second Tribulation Masters, and more than 100 Third Tribulation Masters. But in the outside world, where would there be so many Masters of Creation seeking death?
If there was no grudge, Ning Qi couldn't kill without caring about anything just to advance his cultivation. He only killed those who deserved to be killed.
Slaughtering innocent cultivators was tantamount to being possessed by the devil. Ning Qi asked himself if everything he did had anything to do with the devil, using the blood of living creatures as a sacrifice.
But Ning Qi didn't have any psychological burden killing these zombies because they were no longer humans.
"After killing so many, they are all zombies. It seems that the higher levels of zombies should be deeper."
Ning Qi walked toward the depths of the Valley of the Dead.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Ning Qi finally saw zombies with a much stronger aura than the zombies. But before he could make a move, a black aura suddenly swept toward him. This black aura was exactly the same as the black aura that turned the cultivators of the seven major sects into zombies!
When Ning Qi was outside the Valley of the Dead, there was a restriction. But now, Ning Qi was facing the black aura directly. He suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous.
"What a strong corpse aura!"
Ning Qi's eyes flashed with shock, and his expression became solemn. But he didn't choose to escape. Instead, he held the Dragon Slayer Saber and waited quietly.
The black aura whistled and swept toward Ning Qi in an instant. At this time, Ning Qi slashed out with the saber, and half of the black aura dissipated. Before Ning Qi could react, the remaining half of the black aura still shrouded Ning Qi. Ning Qi looked up and saw that the black aura was very long. Its end should be in the depths of the Valley of the Dead.
"Playing tricks!"
Since the Dragon Slayer Saber couldn't disperse the black aura, Ning Qi took out the Immortal Extermination Demonic Gourd and activated the Immortal Qi. Instantly, black flames that were extremely similar to the black aura shot out. The black flames condensed into a roaring demon head and collided with the black aura.
Boom!
The black aura instantly dissipated.
The corner of Ning Qi's mouth slightly curved into a cold smile. But then, he seemed to hear an angry roar coming from the depths of the Valley of the Dead. Then, hundreds of black auras swept toward Ning Qi, and their speed was a few times faster than before.
Ning Qi was slightly startled. Not only was the speed of the black aura faster, but its aura was also countless times more terrifying. If he was a little afraid of the black aura before, now, his heart was palpitating!
Ninety thousand miles in an instant!
Ning Qi's figure turned into a stream of light and fled out of the Valley of the Dead. He was very sure that the existence behind the black aura must be the Nine Tribulations Creator!
The existence that controlled the black aura seemed to be a little surprised that Ning Qi's speed suddenly became so fast. Immediately, the black aura's speed increased by a few times, and it pursued closely. But compared to Ning Qi's ninety thousand miles in an instant, the black aura's speed was still a few times slower.
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