Chapter 4470
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"This is indeed his first time in the Mystic Heaven Realm."
The acne-faced young man thought to himself as he stared at Ning Qi.
After absorbing the Source Substance, Ning Qi glanced at the acne-faced young man and smiled. "I'm from the Martial Dao Faction. Which direction should I go?"
The acne-faced young man was stunned for a moment before he quickly pointed in a direction. "The Holy City of your Martial Dao Faction is over there. You'll find the faction if you go there."
"Okay."
Ning Qi nodded with a smile and flew in the direction the acne-faced young man had pointed.
The acne-faced young man had already sent out the signal. After waiting for a long time, several Type 3 Sacred Mechas finally arrived.
"Hong Tao, why are you still alive when your Type 3 Sacred Mechas have been destroyed? Did you come into close contact with the natives? Do you have the source of the infection on you?
I hope you don't hide anything, otherwise we'll have to shoot you. "
A voice came from a Saint Grade Type 3 Mech. The voice was cold and emotionless, as though it was official business.
Hearing this, Hong Tao quickly said, "Don't shoot me. I didn't come into close contact with the natives. I just met a rookie who just arrived in the Mystic Heaven Realm, so he didn't kill me. He just asked me for directions, so I pointed him to the Void God Faction and killed him with a borrowed knife!"
"You have to take responsibility for what you said. If you're found to have the source of the infection, you'll have to go to the military court."
"I'll go. Take me back!"
Hong Tao said.
Ning Qi flew in the direction that Hong Tao pointed and finally saw the outline of a huge city.
But before he could get close, he saw a group of martial artists that looked like crows flying through the air. Their target seemed to be Ning Qi.
"It's the Sacred Leader of the Martial Dao Faction."
"He's alone."
"Kill him!"
"Don't, capture him alive. The City Lord is going to the Void God Clan to celebrate Gaines' birthday. The Sacred Leader of the Martial Dao Faction is a good gift."
"Alright."
"From their appearance, they seem to be from the Black Crow Clan of the Void God Faction."
Ning Qi stood where he was and did not move. He quietly sized up this group of martial arts experts who had the aura of a Holy Lord.
The Void God Camp, the Immortal Dao Camp, and the foreign object camp were the most powerful camps in the Realm of Mystic Heaven. All the other camps were led by them.
The Ink Crow Race was also considered one of the camps. It was a vassal of the Faux God Camp. Within the Ink Crow Race, there were various races and factions.
Hong Tao didn't explain too much to Ning Qi. All in all, the Realm of Mystic Heaven was a chaotic place.
The other party didn't hide their conversation from Ning Qi. It was obvious that they believed that Ning Qi and the others had him in their grasp, so they deliberately used words to threaten and tease him.
A few breaths later, Ning Qi was surrounded by a group of Sacred Lords.
There were a total of eight people, and their auras had reached the Holy Lord realm. Compared to the Primordial Gods, they were far inferior.
Ning Qi had participated in the battle of the Primordial Gods and had even slain one. Therefore, the appearance of these eight Sacred Lords of the Ink Crow Clan was like eight ants crawling beside his feet, curiously sizing up a giant like him.
"Sacred Lord of the Martial Dao Faction, why aren't you running?"
The leading Sacred Lord of the Ink Crow Race smiled faintly.
"I heard others say that this is the direction of the Martial Dao Faction. I didn't expect it to be the direction of the Faux God Faction. Looks like I've been played."
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
"Hahaha, then you must have been stabbed by your own people. You don't run now that you've seen us. Do you think that you won't be able to escape?"
The leading Sacred Lord of the Ink Crow Race laughed strangely.
"You're not playing with me. The reason I came to the Realm of Mystic Heaven is for the Origin Substance. It's not bad that I was able to directly enter the Faux God Faction. One of my goals is to obtain the Origin Substance and advance to the Primordial God Faction as soon as possible. I'm afraid I won't be staying here for long."
Ning Qi smiled.
"You make it sound easy. There are eight of us here. Whose Origin Substance do you plan to take?"
The leading Sacred Lord of the Ink Crow Race said faintly. The smile on his face also faded a bit. The other party's tone was filled with disdain, which made him very unhappy.
"I'll take the seven of them first. You can lead the way."
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
In the next moment, he waved his hand.
The seven Sacred Lords of the Ink Crow Race were directly crushed into powder by a powerful force. Boundless Origin Substance flowed into Ning Qi's body. Ning Qi felt that his cultivation had increased again.
Ning Qi's eyes lit up slightly. This was much easier than he had imagined. It seemed like he only needed to kill a few dozen more Sacred Lords and he would be able to advance to the Primordial God Faction.
The leading Sacred Lord of the Ink Crow Race stared at Ning Qi with his mouth agape.
One move.
Just one move.
His colleague was killed just like that?
Was the other party really a Sacred Lord?
"Who the hell are you!?"
The remaining Sacred Lord of the Ink Crow Race had a look of fear on his face. If the other party attacked him, he didn't have the confidence to use a second move.
"Why do you care who I am? Take me to your City Lord. I heard that your City Lord is planning to attend the birthday celebration. There will be many Sacred Lords of the Faux God Faction present, right?"
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
It seemed like he would be able to advance to the Primordial God Faction soon.
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