"Is this what it feels like to fight a saint?"

Ning Qi closed her eyes and felt the various changes in her body.

First of all, the damage bonus of his dragon-slaying fighting energy to dragons has been greatly increased, almost twice! The thickness is about fifty times that of Dou Zun's period, almost condensing into liquid!

Secondly, he felt that the vitality of every cell in his body was ten to twenty times stronger than when he was in Douzun. For example, if he cut off a piece of meat and gave it some time, he might be able to cultivate another little one.

'Ning Qi', of course, he will not make such an attempt.

Apart from this, Ning Qi didn't have any other big feelings, but his overall strength was infinitely stronger than when he was at the peak of Dou Zun.

"That's right! Soul!"

A large part of Ning Qi's current combat power lies in his soul. He immediately turned around and saw a shining golden soul of a ten-foot-long Titan standing in front of him, as if it was made of gold.

"Ten feet? Shrunk?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, but he clearly felt that this ten-foot-tall Titan soul was much more powerful than before.

"This is true for king-level souls. It will be extremely difficult to raise one foot higher in the future. If one day you meet a guy with a golden soul that is eleven feet tall, you will definitely turn around and run away."

Xiao Liu smiled.

"The gap is only one foot, how big is it!?"

Ning Qi said in surprise.

"When you reach the king level, there is a huge difference in one foot and one inch, let alone ten feet. The fact that your soul is ten feet tall now is all thanks to your soul being a first-grade soul in the first place. If you slowly start from the ninth level,

When I get up, if there are three or four feet, I will lose."

Xiao Liu smiled.

"In this way, I'm lucky."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Luck? Those guys with better luck will become king-level souls when they reach Dou Zun, or even imperial-level souls that are more terrifying than king-level souls. You can't compare with them for the time being, but don't be discouraged. I'm still there.

Well, if you own me, you own the whole world..."

Xiaoliu started to brag about himself as always.

Ning Qi rolled his eyes and checked his attributes.

Host: Ning Qi.

Level: One Star Fighting Saint.

Experience value: 0/300000000.

Kung Fu: Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, level 6, 4869500/10000000. God of War, level 9 (peak).

Martial skills: Level 6 of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, 6523000/10000000. Level 4 of the Xuanjie Ultimate Five Tiger Door-Breaking Knife, 7700/100000. Level 6 of the Tianya Mingyue Sword, 189920/10000000. Level 7 of the God of War Body, 25444200/

100000000

HP:11493450.

Alchemy: Level 6 alchemist, proficiency 684/100000000.

Bloodline: Intermediate bloodline of the relic of the World-Destroying Titan. You have a chance to trace your origin once every half a month and transform into the true form of the relic of the World-Destroying Titan.

Dragon Slaying Coin: 6584000.

The experience value of Dou Sheng upgrade has reached an insane 300 million!

How many dragons and enemies must die in Ning Qi's hands to get the first level of experience.

"Is the system trying to train me into a murderer..."

Ning Qi smiled mockingly.

"Is there anyone inside? Get out of here quickly, this hilltop belongs to my 'Jiaolong Sect'!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout outside, the sound was like rolling thunder.

"Fat man, go solve it."

Xiao Liu looked at Ning Pang and said.

Ning Pang took the spiritual nourishing pill and walked out the door.

"I'll do it."

Ning Qi stood up and said.

Now a little experience is very important to Ning Qi.

"Then let's all go out and see if the Jiaolong Sect is a broken sect."

Xiao Liu curled his lips disdainfully.

Outside the Tianlong Sect, a strong man with a dozen of his subordinates looked at Ning Qi and others with malicious intent.

He is just a Dou Zong, or a one-star Dou Zong. Except for the fact that Xiao Liu's aura is very weak, in his eyes, the rest of them are not even monks!

"Who are you, and why do you come to Tianlong Sect?"

Ning Qi smiled and said.

"I am the leader of the Jiaolong Sect. Do you know who owns this mountain? That is the territory of my Jiaolong Sect. If you silently establish a sect here, do you have to pay some protection fees?"

The strong man laughed ferociously, and his eyes lit up slightly when he saw Ning Zi.

"Oh? How much is the protection fee?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Naturally, he would not go on a killing spree because of such a trivial matter. If he wanted to kill someone, he would have to have a legitimate reason.

A subordinate next to the strong man was obviously a confidant. He knew at a glance what his sect leader was interested in, and immediately pointed at Ning Zi and said: "Leave this little girl to our Jiaolong Sect, let's forget about it!"

The leader of the Dragon Sect looked at him with satisfaction and said, "Not bad, he has good eyesight. I can promote him again when I go back."

"You want me?"

Ning Zi said in surprise.

"Yeah, it's just you."

The leader of the Jiaolong Sect nodded.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Qi stretched out his hand, and with a bang, the head of the man next to him exploded instantly, and the headless body fell to the ground.

What's going on!

The leader of the Jiaolong Sect and his men had not yet reacted, and stared blankly at this scene.

"Compared with Dou Zun, Dou Sheng is still a little different..."

Ning Qi muttered. He didn't just use the fighting spirit in his body to kill the opponent, but directly controlled the fighting spirit in the opponent's body. He rushed to the Tianling Cap and detonated his head. In the Dou Zun realm, such control was impossible.

force!

Ning Qi found it interesting and randomly ordered a few more people. Bang bang bang, almost in the blink of an eye, the leader of the Dragon Sect was left alone, surrounded by corpses.

He immediately knew that he might have kicked an iron plate! The opponent was a hidden master! With a pop, the leader of the Dragon Sect knelt in front of Ning Qi, shaking like chaff, crying bitterly: "Senior, I was wrong! I was wrong.

Yes! Senior, please let me go!"

Suddenly, his eyes froze when he looked at Ning Qi.

"You know me?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"You, you are Demon Lord Beixuan!!"

The master of the Jiaolong Sect screamed, and the fear in his heart instantly spread throughout his body!

"Haha, if you know my flower name, you must know me. If you have any last words, please tell me."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"No! Don't kill me! I have urgent news to report!"

The leader of the Jiaolong Sect shouted in horror.

"Urgent news? Does it concern me?"

Ning Qi frowned slightly.

"Yes, it should be related..." He was not sure whether Ning Qi was from the War Temple, but if he really was, maybe the news could save his life. Thinking of this, the leader of the Jiaolong Sect immediately took Xiaoyue'er's three

He carefully explained the story about people being suppressed in the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. After he finished speaking, he looked at Ning Qi cautiously, his heart agitated.

"A month? How long has it been?"

A coldness flashed in Ning Qi's eyes.

"My bet was right! He is indeed related to the Temple of War!"

The leader of the Dragon Sect was overjoyed, and immediately said: "Twenty-nine days have passed, and today is the thirtieth day. If no one comes forward, they will be suppressed into the seventh-level pagoda..."

"For the sake of this news, I won't kill you, just get out."

Ning Qi said lightly.

When the leader of the Dragon Sect heard this, he turned around and ran away.

"Boss, these bald donkeys are so brave. They dare to suppress Yue'er and Ling'er! Let's kill them!"
Chapter completed!