, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the strongest dragon slaying system!Chapter 1575 Creation Point

"Forward, forward, senior......"

Several One-Tribulation Creators looked at Ning Qi in horror, from the Creation Field, it could be seen that Ning Qi's cultivation was far superior to them countless times, and the first to speak out was extremely regretful in his heart at the moment, why did he want to be this bird, he looked at Ning Qi, and finally smoothed out his tongue, and said: "Senior, misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding, your cultivation is so strong, you must have come here to clear the remnants of the War God Temple, right?"

"I am the remnant of the God of War Temple in your mouth, Ning Beixuan, the lord of the God of War Temple. ”

Ning Qi looked at the monk and said lightly.

"What!?"

Several people were immediately shocked, and the monk who opened his mouth was eager to give himself a few slaps.

"Seniors spare their lives!"

Several people reacted very quickly, and they all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, as for the dignity of the Creator, they had been left behind at this moment, and in the face of this boundless and terrifying existence in the realm of creation, they were no different from ants.

"Is it too late to shout for mercy now?"

Ning Qi sneered, and his heart moved, and several people suddenly exploded on the spot, and they couldn't die anymore, but at this time, the system's prompt sounded.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing five Creators of the First Tribulation and gaining five Creation Points. ”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining eighty dragon slaying crystals. ”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining seventy-three dragon slaying crystals. ”

"Ding!"

The sin value of several people made Ning Qi gain more than three hundred dragon slaying crystals, but what made Ning Qi care about was the creation point, Ning Qi's mind was immersed in the system, and he checked the attribute panel.

Host: Ningqi.

Rank: One Tribulation Creator.

Creation Point: 5/100.

Exercises: The Seventh Heaven of the Prison Dragon Elephant Gong.

Health: One dollar.

Dragon Slayer: 82350.

Not only is there an option for creation points in the attribute panel, but the unit of health has also become one yuan, when Ning Qi broke through to the seventh heaven of the Hell Dragon Elephant Gong before, his health value exceeded 10 billion, but there was no change in the attribute panel at that time.

Obviously, 10 billion health is a threshold.

"When the creation point reaches one hundred, you should be able to advance to the Second Tribulation Creator, and then there will be a thunder tribulation to add to your body to practice the Prison Suppression Dragon Elephant Gong. ”

It's a virtuous circle.

In the next few days, Ning Qi walked a long way, his divine thoughts spread around, and he did not find the breath of the disciples of the War God Temple, from the Qin and Tang Empire, there were only five One Tribulation Creator Ambushes, it can be known that I am afraid that because thousands of years have passed, there are fewer and fewer monks chasing and killing the disciples of the War God Temple.

.........

Qinglong Continent.

Xuanzhen Wonderland.

The ancestral city of the royal family.

Today, three distinguished guests came to the ancestral city of the Wang family, and Wang Yan, the current head of the Wang family, personally went out to greet him, and the monk who saw this scene was secretly shocked in his heart.

Now, since the Xuanzhen Great Sage disappeared, Wang Yan's cultivation has faintly surpassed the original Xuanzhen Great Sage, and he has been elected as the head of the new generation, and those three people can let Wang Yan go out to greet him, which means that they are likely to be the realm of creation.

"The Wang family is in trouble again, I'm afraid those three people are here to inquire about the whereabouts of the killing god Ning Beixuan, right? Speaking of which, Ning Beixuan's surname is Ning, and if you think about it carefully, you are not a member of the Wang family at all, why do they want to come here to fight the autumn wind?"

"That is, every time the Wang family has to pay an astonishing price to send those people away, over time, the twelve cave heavens in the Xuanzhen Immortal Territory have basically taken refuge in other immortal realms, and now, the Wang family's edict can only be used in the Wang family's ancestral city and some surrounding giant cities, so that the monks who are attached to this place have a lot less cultivation resources than at the beginning. ”

"Speaking of which, the killing god Ning Beixuan is about to disappear for four thousand years, right? It is estimated that they have already died in a foreign land, and now they are here purely to fight the autumn wind......"

Ning Qi heard the words of these people, and looked in the direction where the Wang family was.

"Wang Yan has become the head of the family, didn't the Xuanzhen Great Sage and Aunt Jian fail to come out of the Void Domain, or were ...... by the Ganges Immortal King?"

Thinking of this, Ning Qi frowned slightly, even if the Ganges Immortal King wanted to attack the two, it was unlikely, after all, the two of them entered the Void Domain of the Pudu Immortal King, if the two of them could really get out of the Void Domain alive, the Pudu Immortal King would never let people slap him in the face like this.

......

The Wang family.

In addition to Wang Yan, the current elders of the major deacons all appeared in the reception hall one by one, and at this moment, there was a red-faced monk sitting on the main seat, and two middle-aged monks were sitting on each side.

Wang Yan, who was the lord of this place, instead took the elders of the major deacons and stood in front of the three monks with a respectful expression.

"I don't know what happened to the three seniors of the Ethereal Sect here?"

Wang Yan arched his hand.

The red-faced monk glanced at him lightly, "What else can you do for? Have you found Ning Beixuan's whereabouts?"

The faces of the elders of the Wang family were a little ugly.

Wang Yan said in a low voice: "I have sent all the children of the Wang family to try their best to find Ning Beixuan's whereabouts, but I still haven't gotten the slightest information, and I ask the three seniors to forgive me and give me some more time......"

"A little more grace......?

Before the red-faced monk could speak, the middle-aged monk on the right sneered, "For the sake of Ning Beixuan now being under the control of the Alchemist Alliance, your Wang family has not been wiped out, I have waited for you to give you opportunities again and again, but you can't find Ning Beixuan's whereabouts? ”

Wang Yan showed a faint smile on his face, "The tribute has already been prepared. ”

"Head of the house!"

The elders of the major deacons hurriedly looked at Wang Yan, now that the old foundation of the Wang family is about to be hollowed out, if they give such a rich tribute this time, even their cultivation resources are a little insufficient.

"Oh, what's your opinion?"

The red-faced monk's gaze fell on Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong's face was a little ugly, and without waiting for him to speak, Wang Yan hurriedly smiled flatteringly: "Don't blame the seniors, please check the tribute this time first." ”

After that, Wang Yan stepped forward and respectfully handed the red-faced monk a Qiankun ring, and the red-faced monk swept his mind, all of which were pills, fairy herb elixirs, and some refining materials, which were equivalent to a month's harvest of the Ethereal Sect in the Lumen Immortal Dynasty, and these things, he only needed three people to divide them equally, and he didn't need to hand them over, so he was naturally quite satisfied with this amount.

"Yes, for the sake of your sincerity, let me give you another two hundred years. ”

The red-faced monk chuckled.

Wang Yan's expression was slightly stunned, "Didn't you have a grace period of more than five hundred years last time......

"Last time was last time, do you have an opinion?"

The red-faced monk snorted coldly, and a faint power of creation emanated from his body, and everyone in the hall suddenly turned pale, and Wang Yan didn't dare to say when he saw this.

The three of them sneered, got up and left, and when one of them passed by Wang Zhong's side, he waved his hand lightly, and Wang Zhong flew out upside down like a cannonball, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Everyone dared to be angry, and before the three of them reached the door, a figure appeared at the door, blocking the way of the three of them.