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Five hundred and ninetieth chapters good poetry good poetry

Like the Bauhinia Dragon Clan, the Ancient Desolate Dragon Clan has a huge city that towers into the clouds. Ning Qi can occasionally see several Ancient Desolate Dragon Clan that are almost as long as Huang Zhen flying in and out. Under the giant city, there is a huge city gate open.

Now, the people who come in and out from here are basically humans.

"I heard that the Ancient Dragon Clan controls more than 10 billion humans here. This population is equivalent to more than 100 Qin and Tang Empires. All these 10 billion humans serve the Ancient Dragon Clan and have to pay huge taxes every year. In addition,

In addition, among the nine major families, Baixiao Family, Tuoba Family, and Sikong Family are also under the jurisdiction of the Ancient Dragon Clan because they are located in the Western Wilderness..."

Ning Qi stood not far away, looking at the ancient holy city, and thought to himself that just from the trivial things he knew, he could roughly judge how strong the ancient dragon clan was. Fortunately, this time the system allowed him

The challenge was only to the Ancient Dragon Clan who was number one on the dragon list. If he were to challenge the Ancient Dragon Clan on the human list, Ning Qi really didn't have much confidence.

"What is your identity? What are you going to do when you enter the Holy City?"

Walking to the city gate, two human guards stopped Ning Qi. Ning Qi glanced at their attributes and found that the two people's surname was Tuoba. Obviously, they were definitely descendants of the Tuoba family, one of the nine major families.

"I am Yunqizong Ningqi. Entering the ancient holy city, there is naturally something important to do."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Yunqizong?"

There was a trace of disdain on the faces of the two guards. After looking Ning Qi up and down, one of them said: "Since you are not from the Western Wasteland, you have to pay three thousand pieces of mid-grade spiritual crystals when entering the city."

Three thousand?

Ning Qi remembered that when he first entered Fang Sheng Palace, he only handed over a thousand pieces of mid-grade spiritual crystals, but then he noticed a glint in the eyes of the two guards, and he immediately knew in his heart that these were the devils that the King of Hell wanted to see.

Difficult to deal with, these spiritual crystals will probably fall into their pockets.

In order to cause unnecessary trouble, Ning Qi did not bargain, and directly took out three thousand pieces of mid-grade spiritual crystals and handed them to them, and then entered the ancient holy city under the surprised eyes of the two.

After Ning Qi entered the city, some more humans arrived, but the leader was a native of Xihuang who was familiar to the guards. They let him in without asking any questions. Those people then gave the leader some middle-grade spirits.

Jing, just leave on your own. If Ning Qi were here, he would find that he knew all these guys, including Chu Feng, Yuwen Kongming, Chu Xian and so on.

"I was delayed for a while on the way, and I don't know if their competition has started yet."

Yuwen Kongming said calmly.

"It shouldn't have started yet, otherwise we would have already heard the news."

Chu Feng smiled lightly.

"You three, go find out some information. We will wait for you here."

Yuwen Kongming pointed to a restaurant not far away and said calmly to Chu Xian and the others.

"yes!"

The three of them nodded and immediately turned around and left.

After them, groups of human races arrived one after another, but they were all led by locals. Even if the guards felt strange, it was hard to ask any questions. After all, there were tens of billions of people here, and they couldn't know everyone. Like Ning

You won't find a fat sheep like Qigang in several years.

…………

Ning Qi spent a little money and bought something from a small stall in the Ancient Holy City. He pretended to chat with the stall owner and learned that Huang Guli was in the city now. However, in the Ancient Holy City, the palace inhabited by the Ancient Dragon Clan was not

The quasi-human race is approaching, and the warning range is a full ten miles. As long as you don't accept the invitation and take a step forward, no matter what the reason is, you will be directly suppressed and killed by the ancient dragon clan.

"Little brother, this isn't your first time coming to the ancient holy city, is it?"

The stall owner looked at Ning Qi for a few times and smiled lightly.

"Brother, how did you figure it out?"

Ning Qi asked curiously.

"Because the questions you asked were the same ones I asked when I first came here. When you come here, you should also want to see the style of the Ancient Dragon Clan? Since you bought so many things from me, I will give you some advice.

Come on, walk straight from here, thirty miles away

, there is a canal. Recently, some ancient dragons have become obsessed with the poetry and songs of our human race, and they specialize in reciting poems and composing poems there. If you go there at the right time, you can see them. However, I tell you, don’t mess with it.

The guy with gold embroidery on his clothes.”

The stall owner whispered.

Reciting poetry correctly?

Ning Qi was stunned. When he was sure that the stall owner was right, he couldn't help but curse in his heart. A group of dragons actually learned to compose poetry?

This is really...ridiculous, just like wearing a crown after bathing in monkeys!

But since there is a chance to see the Ancient Dragon Clan there, Ning Qi wants to go there and find any reason to ask them to send a message. He doesn't believe that the Ancient Dragon Clan will not fight.

After thanking the stall owner, Ning Qi walked towards the canal.

At this time, Chu Xian and the other three happened to see Ning Qi's back.

"Is it him?"

Dongfang Lingdong frowned.

"It's indeed him. I can recognize him even when he turned into ashes."

Yu Wenshang said coldly.

"Since he is still here, it means that the competition has not started yet. I will call them and you follow him."

Chu Xiandao.

"Okay, go ahead."

Dongfang Lingdong and Yu Wenshang nodded and followed Ning Qi, while Chu Xian returned the same way.

Thirty miles is here in an instant.

Ning Qi saw a large and turbulent river. This river was an unknown number of miles long. It was no longer as wide as the Tongtian River, which was thousands of feet wide in the Withered Bones Forbidden Land. It was even wider. To the naked eye, it was estimated to be two to three thousand feet!

Next to the river, there was a park with a lot of people in it. Ning Qi saw at a glance that there was a stone pavilion in the center and highest place of the park, with more than ten young men and women wearing white robes with gold trim standing inside.

After glancing at their attributes, Ning Qi determined that these people were the transformed Ancient Dragon Clan. Seeing how they were shaking their heads, they were indeed reciting poems, Ning Qi secretly laughed in his heart and walked directly towards them.

"Who is this person?"

"Doesn't he know that there is a stone pavilion that humans like us are not allowed to set foot on?"

"I guess he's new here?"

When other people in the park saw Ning Qi walking towards the stone pavilion, they couldn't help but gloating in their eyes, and no one went up to remind Ning Qi.

When he was about to approach the stone pavilion, Ning Qi heard the poems read by this group of "excellent literary talents" from the ancient dragon clan.

"Look at the endless Milky Way."

"The eternal cold winter leaves its reflection."

"The fire burns the river and dilutes your body."

"Everything turns into nothingness."

"Good! What a poem!"

"Huang Gu Jie, your poem is about our canal. It's boundless. When it's cold in winter, it can freeze people's reflections in it. Then, as long as we, the Huang Gu Dragon Clan, spit out a strange fire, they will all turn into nothingness.

Already."

"I think there are very few people in the human race who are more powerful than Huang Gu Jie!"

A group of guys praised the ancient dragon tribe who recited the poem.

Ning Qi couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!
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