More Than People
Whether it was the people in the reception hall or the cultivators standing outside, they were all slightly shocked after hearing Ning Qi's words.
Not only did Ning Beixuan declare war on the Joyous Demon Sect, but he also forbade the others from leaving?
"Junior Brother, look …"
Pill Emperor Bodhi wanted to persuade Ning Qi, but his ears twitched slightly. He looked at Ning Qi in shock, and a trace of suspicion flashed across his eyes.
"Your Wang Clan wants to declare war on the Joyous Demon Sect? Other than the person who sent the message, no one else can leave? Hehehe … "
Zhu Getao looked at Ning Qi mockingly. The twelve subordinates he brought with him sneered and looked at Ning Qi's vital spots.
Wang Yan hesitated for a moment and moved his lips as if he wanted to say something. However, when he saw the faint coldness on Ning Qi's face, he swallowed his words back into his stomach. As for Wang Zhong and Wang Tong, they were stunned for a moment before they reacted. They looked at each other and saw a trace of joy in each other's eyes.
Those who didn't know Ning Qi would think that he was arrogant, but they knew Ning Qi very well. When those Creators came to the Wang Clan for revenge, they also thought that Ning Qi wasn't their match. But what happened in the end? All of them were hung on the Pillar of Shame for everyone to see!
They felt that Ning Qi wouldn't do anything he wasn't confident in. Since he said he wanted to declare war on the Joyous Demon Sect, he would do it!
A trace of battle intent appeared in Wang Zhong's eyes. He couldn't hold it in anymore.
"I heard that the Joyous Demon Sect has four Eight Tribulation Creators called the Grand Elder. You should be ranked last among the four, right?"
Ning Qi looked at Zhu Getao mockingly.
"What are you trying to say?"
Zhu Getao's expression changed. He hated it when people joked about it. Even his friends in the same generation knew about it.
When the twelve cultivators standing behind him heard Ning Qi's words, they were ready to attack. Their killing intent gradually filled the hall.
"I want to tell you a piece of good news. Right now, you might be the first ranked Great Elder."
Ning Qi smiled.
"What?"
Zhu Getao was startled and frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Because the other three were all killed by me."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Hiss …"
When the cultivators outside the hall heard this, they gasped in disbelief. Ning Qi was so strong that he killed the other three Grand Elders of the Joyous Demon Sect?
"If Junior Brother isn't lying to Zhu Getao, then his combat power has already reached such a level? That old fellow Han Jian is not someone who is easy to deal with … "
Pill Emperor Subhuti stared blankly at Ning Qi.
Behind him, Shen Bai and the others were also dumbfounded, a trace of disbelief in their eyes. They were masters of creation, so they naturally knew how terrifying an eight tribulation master of creation's methods were. In just a few short years, Ning Qi's cultivation had increased to such a level? Unbelievable!
"What a joke! Do you think you can kill the Great Elder of my Joyful Demon Sect? "
Zhu Getao looked at Ning Qi mockingly, not believing his words at all. At this time, one of his subordinates behind him volunteered, "Great Elder, let's not waste any more words with this kid. Let's suppress him and get the Delightful Magic Gourd first!"
"Yes."
Zhu Getao nodded and his gaze landed on Ning Qi, "Are you going to take it out yourself, or do you want me to do it?"
"The Delightful Magic Gourd? It's right here, come and take it."
Ning Qi smiled, and the Delightful Magic Gourd appeared in his palm. Seeing this, Zhu Getao and the others' expressions changed, and they looked at the Delightful Magic Gourd with excitement. This was the sacred artifact of the Joyful Demon Sect, a supreme grade spiritual artifact used by their Lord Demon Deity!
"What? You don't dare to take it? Then I'll keep it. "
Ning Qi smiled, and with a flip of his palm, the Delightful Magic Gourd disappeared again.
Seeing this, Zhu Getao's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he snorted, "Go, suppress him for me, dead or alive."
A terrifying aura came from the twelve cultivators behind Zhu Getao. Every one of them was a six tribulation creator, an existence of the Immortal King level, and the backbone of the Joyful Demon Sect. They had investigated Ning Qi's background, and they believed that he could only deal with five six tribulation creators at the same time. With twelve of them working together, he would definitely not be a match.
"You want to compete in numbers? Then let's compete. "
Ning Qi smiled, and with a thought, a figure appeared beside him.
"Senior Ning?"
She Wuming, who was originally staying in the Creation Domain, was suddenly pulled out by Ning Qi, and he looked a little confused.
"Wait!"
Zhu Getao stopped his subordinates, and looked at She Wuming in shock, "You're a cultivator of the Blood Abyssal Clan? A six tribulation creator? "
"This is the new home I've found for your Blood Abyssal Clan. From now on, you will live here. Compared to the Nine Great Desolate Regions, this place is more suitable for you to cultivate."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Many thanks, Senior Ning!"
She Wuming quickly thanked.
"So you've joined forces with the cultivators of the Blood Abyssal Clan. But do you think a mere six tribulation blood abyssal can scare me? Even if their patriarch comes personally, my Joyful Demon Sect is not afraid. "
Zhu Getao looked at Ning Qi with slight mockery, and his gaze landed on She Wuming, "Sir, do you know who this person is? He's a wanted criminal of my Joyful Demon Sect. You standing with him is equivalent to going against my Joyful Demon Sect. I advise you to leave quickly. "
"Joyful Demon Sect …"
She Wuming glanced at Zhu Getao with a slightly strange expression. He knew that Ning Qi had a grudge with the Joyful Demon Sect. After all, the Joyful Demon Sect was annihilated by Ning Qi alone. If it was before, he would definitely not offend the Joyful Demon Sect for Ning Qi. But he had personally witnessed how Ning Qi easily suppressed the Serpent Monarch. With such terrifying strength, even the Joyful Demon Venerable might not be a match for him.
"A mere six tribulation blood abyssal? Hehe, Zhu Getao, I've already said, I'll compete with you today if you want to compete with more people. What's the rush? "
Ning Qi chuckled. Then, silhouettes appeared out of thin air behind him. Everyone was shocked at first, then they all sucked in a breath of cold air. Even Dan Emperor Pu Ti's expression changed. Zhu Getao could no longer remain calm because he could feel several auras similar to his own from those silhouettes. An Eight Tribulation Blood Puppet? How is this possible?
"Young Master Ning, this is the new home of our Blood Abyssal Clan?"
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