Upon hearing the scolding of the Seven Tribulations Creator, the faces of the monks who knew Ning Qi's identity suddenly became extremely strange, and they looked at the Seven Tribulations Creator with pity.

"It turns out to be Baili Divine Fist Huo Qingyang. I heard earlier that he is very crazy. Sometimes he even ignores the Creator of the Eight Tribulations. Sure enough, he is really crazy."

"This time he's going to hit the wall and tell Senior Ning to get out. Haha, it's so embarrassing."

They looked at the Creator of Seven Tribulations with joy.

But more monks glanced at Huo Qingyang and sneered at Ning Qi and the others with disdain. Some people said sarcastically: "It's just the creators of five or six tribulations, well, there are many creators of one tribulation and two tribulations.

There are even monks in the Dharma Realm. Where do these beggars come from? Do they really think that after the gambling war is over, everyone can come here to receive the teachings of the Extremis Divine Stone!?"

Upon hearing this, the villagers of Yunqi Village showed a hint of anger on their faces, but Wang Lin and his wife and others were very calm, looking at the monks in front of them with a hint of ridicule in their eyes.

"The ten-breath time is coming soon. If you don't get out, don't blame me for being ruthless with my fists!"

Huo Qingyang said coldly.

"Senior Huo, you don't have to be polite to them. When did the Desperate Divine Stone appear, some people didn't die? These guys were blind and rushed in blindly. They deserve to die. If Senior Huo is too lazy to take action, I can do it for you!"

A handsome young monk said with a smile.

"Okay, you go and kill them all."

Huo Qingyang nodded lightly.

The young monk was slightly startled, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes. Although he was the Creator of the Six Tribulations, the other party also had the Creator of the Six Tribulations. Huo Qingyang asked him to take action, obviously because he wanted to use the other party's hand to get rid of him, so that the quota would be reduced.

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One more came out. Thinking of this, the young monk sneered and snapped his fingers. Several more Creators of Six Tribulations stood up. The young monk smiled at them and said: "Brothers, let's go together.

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"good."

The Creators of the Six Tribulations smiled and nodded, and then they let out a long roar and came towards Ning Qi through the air.

A cold light flashed in Ning Zi's eyes. She moved slightly and disappeared from the place. When she reappeared, she was already above the young monks.

"So fast!?"

There was a look of shock in the eyes of the young monks. Before they could react, the wings behind Ning Zi slowly spread out, like blades, and swept over the bodies of the young monks with a soft pop.

, the monks on the bronze platform saw the young monks who had the chance to win, turning into a pile of rotten meat and falling to the ground.

Instant kill!

They are also the creators of the Six Tribulations, but several people joined forces and were killed instantly!?

They looked at Ning Zi with a hint of horror.

"It's interesting. No wonder you dare to come here. You are indeed qualified to receive the skills taught by the Divine Stone of Extremis here. However, others still have to get out. Otherwise, I will personally take action and suppress you as well."

Huo Qingyang looked at Ning Zi and smiled, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Ning Zi's appearance was excellent and she had such fighting power, which made him a little excited.

At this moment, dozens more figures came through the air and appeared on the bronze platform. After Huo Qingyang and others saw the group of people, their expressions suddenly changed.

Huo Qingyang, who was still looking arrogant at first, together with the other monks, all stepped forward and saluted, "I have seen Senior Feng..."

Feng Qingxue, who ranks second on the combat power list!

As well as several other beings in the top fifty on the combat power list, they have been in the desperate situation of death for many years. Huo Qingyang and others have seen them before, so they naturally recognized them at a glance.

"Um."

Feng Qingxue nodded lightly. When he glanced at Ning Qi, he frowned slightly. A person behind him who was in the top fifty on the combat power list looked at Ning Qi and couldn't help but said: "How many times?"

Hundreds of people? And there are Dharma Realm monks? When did the power of the Desperate Realm Divine Stone become so worthless?"

"Seniors, we are preparing to drive them away."

Huo Qingyang said quickly.

"In addition to them, you also have more than a thousand creators here? Are you kidding me? Get out of here if you have low cultivation level!"

Another person in the top fifty on the combat power list shouted coldly.

Those monks who were originally lucky, after hearing these words, showed a trace of ridicule on their faces, and prepared to leave on their own, lest the other party take action, and their lives might not be saved.

"Huh!? Sakyamuni and the others are here too."

Feng Qingxue's eyes suddenly condensed. He looked into the distance and saw six figures galloping towards them and landing on the bronze platform. It was Granny Long, Sakyamuni and the others.

"Grandma Long, why don't you see Brother Han and the others?"

Feng Qingxue smiled.

The top fifty people on the combat power list behind him had a sneer in their eyes after seeing Granny Long and others. They were all casual cultivators, and more or less, they had some grudges against the seven major sects, or else they wouldn't.

A small group will be formed, headed by Feng Qingxue.

"They were unlucky and died on the battlefield in a desperate situation."

Granny Long said calmly.

"That's such a pity. Even the Thunder Emperor and the others are dead this time, right? I wonder what happened during this huge gambling battle?"

Feng Qingxue smiled lightly. Although he said it was a pity, the monks around him clearly felt that Feng Qingxue was gloating about his misfortune.

"Haha, we don't know much either."

Grandma Long smiled.

"Hey, are you deaf, why don't you get out? Do you have to suppress it with my own hands?"

At this time, behind Feng Qingxue, a person in the top fifty on the combat power list found that Ning Qi and others had not left the bronze platform on their own. A look of impatience suddenly appeared on his face and he scolded.

When Granny Long and the others saw this scene, their expressions suddenly became extremely strange.

"Mr. Ning, we are bringing three people with us this time, so there should be enough seats, right?"

Granny Long looked at Ning Qi and smiled.

"I have a total of 485 people here, including six of you, which is indeed enough. I thought at least a dozen of you would come."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

When the monks on the bronze platform saw this scene, their faces suddenly showed a look of surprise and uncertainty. They looked at Ning Qi and then at Granny Long. The scene became a little quiet for a while.

"Master Ning? His surname is Ning!?"

Could it be...

Feng Qingxue's expression changed slightly, and the Eight Tribulations Creator who scolded Ning Qi didn't seem to have reacted yet. He was about to scold again, but was stopped by Feng Qingxue with his hand. He looked at Feng Qingxue inexplicably, not knowing
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