, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the strongest dragon slaying system!Chapter 1830 Instant Kill

"I heard...... The one on the stele is Ning Beixuan?"

"Not bad......"

"It seems that this time the Huanxi Demon Sect provoked a madman, and he dared to come here to block the door, is it really the Huanxi Demon Sect that is one of those sects that does not enter the stream?"

Some unpopular sects, after offending the enemy, are often knocked on by the enemy, and then block the door for several years, in order to export their evil anger, and by the way, let other monks know about it, and come to see the joke, so that no matter whether the other party is completely destroyed in the end, they can get back face.

But this kind of thing only often appears in the sects that do not enter the stream, the slightly more powerful second-rate sects, there are immortal king-level existences in the sect, and it is rare for people to block the door, let alone a top sect like the Huanxi Demon Sect.

More and more monks gathered here, hundreds of markets became empty, and hundreds of thousands of eyes fell on Ning Qi, some shocked and some curious.

Ning Qi closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the stone tablet, and gently put his hands on his knees, and at this time, several figures suddenly flew out from the direction of the Joy Demon Sect.

Everyone's attention was attracted by them, and they all looked over, and the leader was Wu Chongxian, followed by five elders who were also cultivating to the Seven Tribulations.

Wu Chongxian flew to the front of the stone stele, his eyes fell on the line of blood-colored characters, he was silent for a while, and then looked at Ning Qi, "Since Your Excellency has a grudge against my Huanxi Demon Sect, do you dare to report your name?"

"Who are you, and you're in charge of this Joy Demon Sect?"

Ning Qi's eyes slowly opened, and he smiled lightly.

A cold glint flashed in Wu Chongxian's eyes, and he said lightly: "Under Wu Chongxian." ”

Little Demon Venerable, Wu Chongxian?

When the surrounding monks heard this name, their faces suddenly showed shock, they had been here for a long, long time, and they had long heard of the personal disciple of the Joy Demon Venerable, Wu Chongxian, who was known as the Little Demon Venerable.

It is rumored that this person's talent is extremely terrifying, and he has only practiced for about 10,000 years, and he is already the creator of the Seven Tribulations, and he will have the opportunity to become the creator of the Nine Tribulations in the future and take over the Joy Demon Sect!

"Wu Chongxian, I haven't heard of it, you better go back and stay. ”

Ning Qi waved his hand.

"Arrogance!"

Seeing Ning Qi's attitude, coupled with the blood words on the stone tablet, several elders of the Happy Demon Sect couldn't help but turn extremely blue, and they couldn't help but suppress Ning Qi on the spot.

"Your Excellency, you have not yet given your name. ”

Wu Chongxian said coldly.

"Ning Beixuan. ”

Ning Qi said lightly.

"You are Ning Beixuan, and the Joy Demon Charm is on you?"

Wu Chongxian's eyes changed slightly.

Several of the elders of the Joyful Demon Sect behind him had shocked expressions on their faces.

"Yes, you want?"

Ning Qi smiled, took out the Zhuxian Demon Hurd, put it beside him, and said with a light smile: "If you want it, come and get it yourself, and if you can take it, this Zhuxian Demon Hull will be given to you." ”

"What kind of Immortal Demon Hu, this is clearly a Joy Demon Hu!"

Wu Chongxian snorted coldly, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Ning Qi, looking at Ning Qi condescendingly, with a faint mockery in his eyes.

"Little Demon Venerable, come back quickly!"

The elders of the Joyful Demon Sect hurriedly shouted, their faces showing anxiousness, they had already received the news that Zhuge Tao had died in the hands of Ning Qi, obviously, Ning Qi's combat power was definitely above the Eight Tribulations, but Wu Chongxian had been in retreat before, and they hadn't had time to tell Wu Chongxian the news.

Wu Chongxian heard the shouts of the elders, a coldness flashed in his eyes, he didn't pay attention to it, but reached out and grabbed it, and the Zhuxian Demon Hu suddenly flew into his hand, Wu Chongxian's eyes showed a hint of joy, and he slapped Ning Qi's head with a palm.

Seeing this, everyone immediately held their breath and looked at this scene with a little nervousness, in their eyes, Wu Chongxian, as a famous little demon venerable of the Joy Demon Sect, had surpassed the ordinary immortal king-level existence in strength, and Ning Qi did not react from beginning to end, and was likely to be slapped to death with one palm.

However, when Wu Chongxian's palm was still an inch away from the back of Ning Qi's head, he stopped, and his eyes looked at the palm that grabbed his wrist in disbelief.

"The strength is too small, the cultivation is not bad, and it has a place among the younger generations, but compared to the Thunder Emperor, the Tibetan Immortal Zhenren, the Yan Shengzi, you are not half a star, no wonder, Huanxi Demon Venerable itself is not a master, at most it is a third-rate, and it is normal to cultivate a third-rate Tianjiao like you. ”

Ning Qi laughed lightly.

"Thunder Emperor, Tibetan Immortal Zhenren, Yan Shengzi, have you met them?"

A hint of horror flashed in Wu Chongxian's eyes, these three people were the targets he wanted to surpass day and night, but when they said it in the other party's mouth, it seemed so understated?

The elders of the Joyful Demon Sect looked anxious, glanced at each other, and went towards Ning Qi in unison, if Wu Chongxian died in the hands of Ning Qi, I am afraid that when the Joyful Demon Venerable returns to the sect, their fate will not be much better than death.

"Not only did I see them, but I also sent them to the West Heaven. ”

The corners of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly, and in front of the hundreds of thousands of monks present, he grabbed Wu Chongxian, who looked terrified, and smashed directly at the elders of the Joyful Demon Sect who flew towards him.

Rumble!

They were caught off guard and were smashed by Wu Chongxian, but this kind of injury was not enough to be fatal, but the next moment, before they could react, a burst of swords flashed in the air, and then, whether it was the nearby monks or the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect, as long as they were paying attention to this place, they all saw a burst of blood rain in the sky, and countless pieces of flesh did not distinguish between you and me, all accompanied by blood and water, and fell towards the ground.

Spike!

Until he died, Wu Chongxian's Ten Thousand Demon Body, which had just been successfully cultivated, had no chance to use it.

"Hiss......"

The monks present looked blankly at the puddle of minced meat on the ground, and after reacting, they all gasped and looked at Ning Qi dumbfounded.

"Ning Beixuan is so strong, even the little demon venerable has been killed?"

"The cultivation of those five elders is not low, at least they are the Seven Tribulation Creators, plus the Little Demon Venerable, there are a total of six Seven Tribulation Creators, how can they not even be able to stop Ning Beixuan's move?"

"The Little Demon Venerable is dead, and the elders are also dead, what's going on......"

The monks of the Joy Demon Sect didn't want to believe what they had seen, so they rubbed their eyes one after another, and then fell into a wave of fear.

As one of the seven major sects, the Huanxi Demon Sect has always been the only one who beats people, and no one dares to kill the monks of the Huanxi Demon Sect in front of everyone, but now, six existences with extremely high status for the Huanxi Demon Sect have directly died!

Ning Qi smiled and closed his eyes again, as if he had done a trivial thing.

At this moment, there were no more monks in the Joy Demon Sect who were stronger than the Little Demon Venerable, and the disciples of the Joy Demon Sect could only watch Ning Qi, but they were helpless.