“？？”
An Yang, Zhao Tong, and the rest were all surprised.
Ning Qi and the Black Armored Warrior were evenly matched, and the battle was so intense just now. Why did he suddenly retreat? Ning Qi came to a sudden realization. He could already sense that the aura of the black-armored warrior was slowly weakening. It was the same as him, as if it had overexerted itself. And the reason it had returned to the river was most likely to recover its strength. This river was able to provide it with an endless supply of energy.
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If his guess was correct, it wouldn't be easy to finish off the Black Armored Warrior next to the river, unless he could kill him instantly the moment he left the river. Otherwise, all other methods could only make the Black Armored Warrior return to the river.
However, Ning Qi had no intention of killing him, because the Black Armored Warrior could also be an ancient immortal. Even if he wasn't, his master was very likely to be an ancient immortal!
"Brother Ning, is that person the black armoured soldier you mentioned before?"
An Yang flew to Ning Qi's side, a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"That's right."
Ning Qi nodded. "He's probably just a wisp of his soul, but he has the combat strength of an early-stage Golden Immortal. If he's still alive, he's at least a Grand Luo."
The Black Armored Warrior actually had the combat strength of an early-stage Golden Immortal?
Zhao Tong and the others found it hard to believe. They had personally witnessed Ning Qi knocking out Leng Yuan with three strikes of his rod. However, Leng Yuan had not been on guard at that time. After thinking about it, the most important reason was the rod Ning Qi had used at that time!
If they really had to calculate it, they felt that Ning Qi could at most withstand a dozen moves from an early-stage Golden Immortal, but even so, it was still extremely shocking.
After all, Ning Qi was only an early-stage Earth Immortal at the time, right? Even a Perfected Heaven Immortal might not be able to withstand a dozen moves from an early-stage Golden Immortal!
"That Black Armored Warrior really has the strength of an early-stage Golden Immortal?"
"Hmm, if he really is an early-stage Golden Immortal, isn't his method too simple? Is he only controlling water? I don't see him using any other immortal arts! "
"Didn't you guys notice that he can fight Senior Brother Ning in close combat? Other than that, he seems to have an inexplicable connection with this river. All of you know how long this river is along the way. If he can borrow strength from this river, it would be normal for him to have the combat strength of an early Golden Immortal. "
"Fortunately, we met Senior Brother Ning today. Otherwise, all of us would have died. Alas, it's all because of that guy!"
The group of Xuanjian sect disciples looked at each other, and all saw the resentment in each other's eyes. After that, many people secretly glanced at Zhao Tong, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed past their eyes. They were originally exploring the Divine Tomb, and Zhao Tong, as a True Disciple, was teleported to the same place as them. In the end, Zhao Tong used his identity as a True Disciple to become their leader, making everyone listen to his orders. Originally, there were some who wanted to resist, but when they thought of Xuan Jian …
The old man's thoughts of resistance faded. At the same time, he was also looking forward to it. As a Successor Disciple, Zhao Tong might have his own unique insights, even if his current cultivation was very low, but he had a brilliant golden aptitude. If he did not count the number one Successor Disciple of the Xuanjian sect who had disappeared for many years, as well as Shi Yifan, Zhao Tong should be the Successor Disciple with the best aptitude in the Xuanjian sect.
Disciple!
In the end, no one expected that when they arrived at the side of the river, most of them thought that there was danger in the river. Only Zhao Tong insisted on going to the bottom of the river to take a look.
Just as Zhao Tong's foot entered the river, the Black Armored Warrior appeared. In the process of escaping, there were already no less than seven Xuanjian sect inner sect disciples who died in the hands of the Black Armored Warrior in order to protect Zhao Tong's life.
"Why are you looking at me like that? How did I know there was such a monster inside! "Zhao Tong clenched his fists tightly, the gazes of the others made him extremely angry in his heart. In reality, he was also a little ashamed, but he was unwilling to admit his mistake in his heart. In the end, this trace of shame turned into anger, and he blamed this incomparably strange Divine Tomb for everything he did.
He did not reflect on his actions at all!
After the Black Armored Warrior hid in the river, Ning Qi did not plan to fight with him again. Instead, he continued to move forward with An Yang and the rest. Seeing that, the Xuanjian sect disciples immediately followed Ning Qi.
"Ning, Senior Brother Ning, thank you for your help this time …"
Zhao Tong and the rest followed behind Ning Qi for an entire day. Only then did Zhao Tong open his mouth to thank Ning Qi with a hesitant expression.
Ning Qi smiled and glanced at him. "It's a small matter."
Zhao Tong was startled, and suddenly felt a little ashamed and angry in his heart. The other party's words were a small matter, but it almost caused all of them to lose their lives. Zhao Tong seemed to hear a trace of ridicule in Ning Qi's words.
"No, in this God's Tomb, I can only rely on Ning Beixuan to have a sliver of a chance to obtain an opportunity. Since the heavens have allowed me to become a genius with brilliant golden aptitude, there's no reason for my luck to be too inferior to him. Perhaps, I can also obtain the greatest opportunity in this place!"
Zhao Tong thought to himself as he calmed himself down. Then, he forced a smile and said to Ning Qi: "Senior Brother Ning, in the following days in the God's Tomb, please take care of me."
Ning Qi frowned and came to a stop. Upon seeing this, the crowd immediately stopped and looked at Ning Qi and Zhao Tong.
Ning Qi looked at Zhao Tong indifferently: "Your strength is too low. In this God's Tomb, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to move an inch. There are dangers everywhere. Even if I have three heads and six arms, I may not be able to take care of you. If you want to obtain an opportunity and leave this place alive, I'm afraid you can only rely on yourself. " Everyone's expression was slightly strange. Originally, the group of geniuses of the Xuanjian sect were already unhappy in their hearts. They felt that Zhao Tong had the identity of a true disciple and did not listen to their advice. In the end, they almost made a big mistake and implicated themselves. Now that they heard Ning Qi preaching to Zhao Tong, a trace of joy appeared in their eyes.
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"I understand, Senior Brother Ning."
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Zhao Tong's face. Then, he nodded heavily and said expressionlessly.
"Yes."
Ning Qi nodded and stopped talking. Everyone continued on their way.
Seven days later.
"That mountain is covered in fog. There must be treasures!"
Hao Shuai, who was wearing a red dudou, suddenly pointed to the distance and said with a trace of joy in his eyes.
In fact, there was no need for Hao Shuai to speak. Everyone had already seen this scene. After all, the height of the mountain was at least a thousand feet, and they could see it from afar.
"Opportunity!"
The expressionless Zhao Tong's eyes lit up.
"Brother Ning, there seem to be more immortals over there. There are at least a few thousand of them?"
An Yang's face revealed a trace of seriousness as he said.
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