As soon as the image in the teahouse was displayed, two people walked out of the shop opposite, one was the Demonic Master, and the other was wrapped in a cloak.
Ji Chaoyue's eyes paused slightly, it was them.
Huajianci sold Jingqiong on consignment more out of punishment and to warn the Nirvana Society. He didn't have the extravagant hope of uprooting the Nirvana Society at once, so he just asked her to help see who would redeem Jingqiong and did not ask her to stop him.
, she also stayed here seriously for a month because of the grudge between Xuanyuan and Nanjia.
Even though she smelled the blood of the Xuanyuan clan on Jingqiong's hands, she didn't want to attack at this moment. After all, there was a demonic sage with a powerful aura over there, and it would be useless for her to attack rashly.
She planned to track them for a while to see if the Demonic Master bought Jingqiong by accident or under the leadership of the Nirvana Society.
Ji Chaoyue retained an image, and stood up to follow the demonic master as he grabbed Jingqiong's light and fled away.
Suddenly, a ball of faint blue light burst out from the sky, causing the Demonic Master and Jing Qiong to appear.
The huge energy fluctuation shocked the monks in the city. Except for a few venerables, the rest suddenly dispersed. They did not want to be seriously injured and dying because of being involved in other battles!
Ji Chaoyue looked up through the teahouse with her spiritual consciousness, and saw the figure of Emperor Ning He appearing in the faint blue light. Isn't this man crazy? Why did he come to Juntian Jiuxiao Linglong Club?
The Demonic Master was not easy to deal with either. He asked, "Who are you? Tell me your name quickly so that I can carve you on the tombstone!"
Emperor Ning He had disheveled hair, his once dark beard was messy and white, and his expression was numb. He stared straight at Jing Qiong under the cloak, his eyes were terrifyingly deep.
"Haha, it turns out that you want to rob someone from me!" The Demonic Master looked back and forth between the two of them for a few times, and since he would not give Jingqiong over to him, he moved a step to block him.
The face that Jing Qiong is currently in human form belongs to Ning Qiwu, the grandson of Emperor Ning He. When he saw Emperor Ning He, he kept smiling and did not let go.
Pay homage to the ancestors."
Emperor Ning He's face changed rapidly, and the suppressed rage finally turned into lava, which was about to burn his entire body.
A faint blue light burst out from his body, and with a low roar, he turned into a tall and majestic energy form, like a ghost general covered in armor.
"Nanga tribe?" The Demonic Master thought he was here to rob someone, but it didn't look like it. Suddenly, the sound of wind broke through the air, indicating that the attack was approaching.
Emperor Ning He wildly danced a giant axe, and the power of the plague splashed out, forming a poisonous field. His energy locked Jingqiong tightly, and also covered the demonic master in the poisonous field.
Don't let them escape.
The poisonous wind blew into the city, and all the spiritual trees along the roads and potted plants in the houses that could be seen had their leaves curled up, withering and decaying within their breath.
Ji Chaoyue watched as the color of the tea table under her hand gradually changed from the original wood color to dark brown, and she immediately put down the tea cup. The tea cup gradually turned black, and the water in the cup dried up, leaving a pile of rotten leaves.
She escaped from the city and watched the fight between Emperor Ning He and the Demonic Master from a distance. When she glanced at it, she saw the dead fish eyes standing on a roof not far away.
Ji Chaoyue raised her head and asked, "Fellow Taoist, do you know who those people are?"
Zhan Changfeng glanced at her and remained silent.
Ji Chaoyue felt that she had given her a disgusted look, and she felt angry in her heart. Even if this guy was not related to the Nanjia tribe and the Nirvana Society, he was not a good person!
Lingjian Tianjun, who was risking his life to watch the battle, saw the two venerables in front of him and quickly expressed his goodwill, "Let me clear up the confusion for the two venerables. The one wearing the cloak seems to be a member of the Nanga tribe who was auctioned in a certain treasure pavilion.
, the origin of the Demon Lord next to him is unknown, but he had a battle with another Lord not long ago, and his name is known to everyone, and he is Lord Hengfang. As for the new person..."
The Lingjian Tianjun had a complicated look on his face. Just now he was in the teahouse concentrating on watching the battle between him and Emperor Xuanyuan's original blood!
People, they really couldn't stand the nagging, so they just looked at the beginning, good guy, he hit them!
He also changed from Ling Jian to Returning to the Void Master!
Ji Chaoyue knew a lot more inside information than he did, but she still listened to what he said, nodded and said "Thank you".
The Lingjian Tianjun did not dare to disturb him too much. After receiving the response, he stepped back a little happily and carefully watched the battle in the Poison Domain.
It's not that they like to watch the excitement, but in fact, it is to understand other people's fighting skills and distinguish the principles and laws involved, which is also a kind of self-cultivation. If they can fully understand the fighting skills of high-level monks, they may have an epiphany just by watching them.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t understand anything, you can still make a fortune by recording it.
No matter how the monks outside watched, Emperor Ning He's rationality was almost exhausted, and the only thought in his heart was to kill Jing Qiong.
He once enshrined their tablets in the ancestral hall, but what did they give him in return?!
It was his clansman who took away his body!
He has worked conscientiously for most of his life, focusing on expanding Nanjiang and dominating the Fengyun realm. What is it for? He wants this clan, his clan, to become the largest clan in the history of Fengyun!
Ning Qiwu is his grandson, the successor he trained with all his efforts. Why should these people who claim to be his ancestors trample his hard work on the ground and trample on his life's vision!
If it was because of that abominable bloodline, he would rather pull out the so-called Nanga bloodline and throw it in their faces!
Most of the force attacking Jingqiong was blocked by Venerable Hengfang. Jingqiong was in danger, but he was not worried. "Targeting a plague on your own people is the most stupid behavior. You can't hurt me.
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Jing Qiong's hand swept across the dark green poisonous mist in front of him. This poisonous mist was even feared by Venerable Hengfang in his prime state. It almost softened his fingers when it came under his hand.
As an ancestor of the Nanjia tribe, Jingqiong is comparable to Emperor Ninghe in helping to control disasters.
"Clans?!" Emperor Ning He's expression was distorted, "I have no clansmen anymore. All my clansmen died in your hands. If I don't kill you, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
Jingqiong didn't take it seriously, "What kind of clan are they called? They are just vessels of blood. Since you have the opportunity to return to your ancestors, you should break away from the lower species and become a member of the Nanga clan."
"absurd!"
"You still can't put yourself in a correct position and can't tell who is a member of the tribe. You are really disappointing."
Venerable Hengfang:......
He bought something, can't you just be quiet and don't make any noise?
Venerable Hengfang had been protecting himself with magic flames to isolate the deadly source of the disease in the poisonous area. However, as soon as the two of them had a conversation, Emperor Ning He was so angry that his orifices were smoking, and his attack power increased by the ton.
Emperor Ning He wielded his giant ax and struck at Venerable Hengfang who was in the way, "Get away!"
The faint blue light was like a ball of flames rolling down from the sky with this earth-shaking axe, smashing away the demonic flames of Venerable Hengfang.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Venerable Hengfang offered three defensive treasures, but they were all penetrated by him. Seeing that the countless plagues were about to invade his body, he released a few ghost slaves and took them by force.