CHAPTER 1705: CHAPTER 1705
Snake Wuming
When the innkeeper heard Hu Chengzi's words, he wanted to cry but had no tears. There were nearly a hundred auras of cultivators from the Bloody Flood Desolate Domain outside. If he really served a bowl of snake soup, he was afraid that even his shop would be razed to the ground!
"Eldest Senior Brother, isn't this the human camp? Why would those snake demons dare to act so presumptuously here? Could it be that no senior from the Human Race has stepped forward? "
You Feng transmitted his voice in doubt.
"Where did this human senior come from? The cultivators who come to this place all want to enter a desperate situation of death. These camps have only appeared after a long time. Everyone here is arrogant and unruly, no one is willing to submit to anyone, and no one can manage the cultivators here. This time, only a hundred or so snake demons came, so naturally, no one stepped forward. If there were more than a thousand, perhaps there would be a fierce battle between the two camps. For now, we can just watch the show. "
The Four Tribulation Creator from the Mental Demon Sect sent a voice transmission.
The rest of them looked at each other, and the Four Calamities Creator from the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sect waved at the waiter, asking him to serve the dishes. The waiter glanced at the owner, and the owner could only nod with a bitter smile.
Outside the inn.
Hundreds of snake demons had already surrounded this place. Even a fly would not be able to fly out. Not far away, the human cultivators watched this scene silently. This kind of thing was very common for them. Some ignorant guys would accidentally kill a snake demon, and then the snake demons would come to take revenge. This happened almost every few years.
"The one who offended the snake demon this time is another newcomer."
"I heard that he offended Li Han first. Look, that guy's corpse is still over there. Countless cultivators have died in his hands, right? Every year, a few of us are tricked by him. This time, we've finally kicked an iron plate. A dignified human cultivator is actually willing to be ordered around by a demon. Serves him right! "
"Haha, that's true. If he had obediently found a place to cultivate in seclusion, how could he have ruined his tens of thousands of years of bitter cultivation? It's really not worth it. "
The gazes of the hundreds of Snake Demons swept across the inn and fell on the Snake Demon at the very front. Although this Snake Demon was in human form, he was twelve feet tall with a snake head and a human body. His snake head was different from the other Snake Demons. It was crimson and covered with dense scales. Each scale exuded a trace of blood. The most eye-catching thing was that there was a very red line of blood from his forehead to his nose! It was even brighter than the scales!
The Blood Abyssal Race!
The royal family that ruled the Blood Flood Desolate Domain!
The Blood Puppet Clan cultivator glanced coldly at the corpse at the entrance of the inn. His gaze seemed to pass through the wall and meet Ning Qi's gaze. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "Whoever killed a cultivator from my Blood Puppet Desolate Domain, please come out. I, Snake Wuming, will not implicate the innocent!"
"Snake Lifeless? It was actually him? The prodigy of the Blood-puppet Clan? "
"Is this brother very famous?"
"He's more than famous! When Snake Lifeless was born, the concentration of his bloodline was extremely thin and he was almost executed on the spot. Later, the Third Elder of the Blood-puppet Clan rescued him. In less than ten years, he displayed an extremely terrifying cultivation aptitude. It has only been a mere three thousand years and he has already become a Five Tribulation Creator. I didn't expect Snake Lifeless to come here this time. Is he planning to enter the Realm of Death to break through the bottleneck of True Immortal and Immortal King? "
"Three thousand years! A Five Tribulation Creator? "
The way everyone looked at Snake Lifeless suddenly changed. There was shock, jealousy, envy, and even a little admiration!
Some of the cultivators in the inn knew about Snake Lifeless' origin and quickly transmitted their voices to others. Suddenly, a trace of panic appeared on their faces and they all looked at Ning Qi.
"Senior, the person who came is Snake Lifeless. Why don't you go out and discuss with him? Don't fight!"
The owner of the inn said in a trembling voice, a trace of extreme fear in his tone.
Xiao Wuye and the other Eldest Senior Brothers looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. They had heard of She Wuming's name before. Only Xiao Wuye and the other Eldest Senior Brothers looked a little confused. Their understanding of the Nine Wastelands and the Three Great Despairs was not much better than Ning Qi's. Naturally, they didn't know the origin of She Wuming, the number one genius of the Blood-maned Clan in millions of years!
"Big Brother, Snake Lifeless is not a person to be underestimated. It's best not to offend him today. He only spent three thousand years to become a Five Tribulation Creator. This kind of aptitude is at least seven or eight times stronger than that little demonic woman and the young city lord of Jade Water City! Someone said that he only needs ten thousand years to become a Nine Tribulation Creator and become the third Nine Tribulation Creator of the Blood-puppet Clan! "
Hu Chengzi's eyes revealed a trace of seriousness as he transmitted his voice to Ning Qi.
"Three thousand years? In other words, he wasn't even born before I returned to Earth. His current cultivation realm is one tribulation higher than mine … "
Xiao Wuye and the others were three tribulation Creator a few thousand years ago, and they were still three tribulation Creator even after a few thousand years, just that they were closer to the fourth tribulation. Such cultivators were hailed as geniuses and cultivated in the seven great sects. But She Wuming's experience was even more terrifying. He only used three thousand years to break through to the fifth tribulation Creator realm.
"If I kill him, the Blood-puppet Clan will definitely fight me to the death …"
After thinking for a while, Ning Qi felt that he could not withstand the joint attack of two Nine Tribulation Creator. A trace of regret appeared in his eyes. He could not kill this prodigy today.
"I'll give you ten breaths of time. If you don't come out, everyone in the inn will die!"
Snake Lifeless' voice came from outside again.
This time, even Xiao Wuye and the others could not remain calm. They all looked at Ning Qi.
Ning Qi smiled, stood up, and walked out of the inn.
Seeing this, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. The inn owner was about to clean up the table when Hu Chengzi glared at him. "Do you think Big Brother will die for sure?"
"No, no such thing."
The inn owner let out a dry laugh.
"Then why are you collecting when we haven't finished eating?"
Hu Chengzi sneered.
"Just don't collect."
The inn owner muttered in his heart. He then glanced at Ning Qi. The way he looked at Ning Qi was as if he was looking at a corpse.
How could he live after offending Snake Lifeless?
Impossible!
Outside the inn, the snake-type demons and human cultivators who were watching nearby focused on Ning Qi when they saw him walk out. Their eyes were filled with curiosity, pity, sympathy, and gloating.
"You're the one who killed the cultivators of my Blood-puppet Wilderness?"
Snake Lifeless looked at Ning Qi indifferently.
"That's right."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Kill yourself."
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