"Wang Lin was seriously injured!?"

Jian Xilai was slightly startled, with a trace of suspicion flashing in his eyes. During this period, the Seven Saints were basically in the Middle Ancient City, and most of the other masters on the Blue Dragon Ranking were already hanging on the Skull Tower. Who else was there?

Can he hurt Wang Lin?

Feiyuting snorted coldly at Jianxi Lai: "I have something to do. When I see you next time, I will definitely take action to learn your White Lotus Law!"

"Are you my opponent?"

Feiyuting raised the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a slight mockery.

Seeing that the two of them seemed to be quarreling again, Ning Qi sighed and came out to persuade him a few words. Feiyuting just kept her mouth shut for Ning Qi's sake.

"Why are you following us!?"

After flying hundreds of miles through the air, Fei Yuting found Jian Xilai following behind the two of them. She stopped with an unkind look on her face and gave him a cold shout.

"Wang Lin was injured when he went to find the Nine Immortals and his wife? Maybe I can help with this matter."

Jian Xilai said calmly.

Ning Qi originally thought that Fei Yuting was going to have another fight with Jian Xilai, but she didn't expect that Fei Yuting only remained silent for about three breaths before acquiescing to Jian Xilai's move and letting her follow behind them.

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The ancestral city of the Wang family.

For more than a hundred years, this place seemed to have not changed at all. Ning Qi felt a little emotional. He saw the tea stall that he often went to when he first came here. The owner of the tea stall was still the same as before, and his cultivation seemed to have improved a little bit.

.

"That's... hiss!"

When the monks in the Wang family's ancestral city saw the skull tower in Ning Qi's hand, they all took a deep breath and stood there in shock, staring at Ning Qi blankly.

On the road that Ning Qi and the others passed, a large number of monks stopped and stood sideways. They all wanted to see with their own eyes whether this God of Death, who had been rampaging the Qinglong Continent for several years and killed thousands of Dharma Realm monks, had three heads and six arms.

Ning Qi has seen this kind of gaze a lot in the past few years and has long been used to it. However, when Jian Xi came, he seemed a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything.

The three of them entered the Wang family unimpeded. Some of the Wang family's children originally planned to ask about their origins, but when they saw the bloody pillar in Ning Qi's hand, these Wang's children stopped in horror and looked at them.

Ning Qi paid attention.

boom!

Ning Qi firmly inserted the skull tower at the gate of the Wang family, stretched out his hand and waved at the Wang family disciple who was looking at him in horror in the distance. The Wang family disciple was slightly startled, and it was not until someone stretched out his hand to push that he reacted.

"Bei, Ancestor Beixuan..."

The Wang family member stood in front of Ning Qi in panic.

"You are here to look at this pillar. You can only admire it but not touch it. If anyone dares to touch it, his whole family will be killed. Do you remember it clearly?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

The murderous intention in the words made the Wang family disciple extremely frightened, but then he realized that he didn't need to be afraid, right?

"Ancestor Beixuan asked me to do something, what should I be afraid of!? Not only should I not be afraid, this is my opportunity!"

He finally figured it out, with a look of ecstasy on his face, and saluted Ning Qi: "Ancestor Beixuan, please don't worry, whoever dares to touch this pillar, I will kill his whole family!"

Fei Yuting seemed to feel that Ning Qi's murderous intention was a bit too strong, and sighed slightly in her heart. On the contrary, Jian Xilai's eyes flashed with admiration.

When the three of them entered the Wang family, the nearby Wang family children walked up to the pillar one after another and looked enviously at the guy who was casually recruited by Ning Qi to guard the pillar.

"Stop, you heard it. The ancestor of Beixuan said it himself, you can only watch it but not touch it. You should stay away. If we accidentally touch it, I don't want to kill each other."

"The villain succeeds."

Everyone murmured secretly in their hearts, but because of Ning Qi, they did not dare to show dissatisfaction. They just looked up curiously and looked for their familiar faces.

"That's the Nine Servants of Chunyang!"

"That's the 'Old White Devil' from our Xuanzhen Wonderland!? Tsk, tsk, a dignified monk in the middle stage of Dharma Realm, but at this moment there is only one head left."

"That's..."

More and more Wang family members flocked to the pillar and began to reveal the identity of the owner of the head above like a treasure trove of family treasures. It was quite lively.

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"Ancestor Beixuan is back! Ancestor Beixuan is back!"

The news spread throughout the Wang family like a hurricane. In the mountain range where Wang Yan once lived, a handsome young man was practicing martial arts. At this time, one of his men suddenly ran over.

"Ancestor Wang Yan and Ancestor Beixuan are back!"

Wang Yan's subordinate was very frightened. He knew that his ancestor had had an entanglement with Ning Qi, so he was beaten into a child. In these more than a hundred years, his cultivation had only returned to the early stage of the Dharma Realm.

If it doesn't take five or six hundred years, I'm afraid it won't be able to return to its original peak state.

Wang Yan was slightly startled. He had heard this name since he was a child. When he was fifteen years old, someone even told him personally what happened back then. Wang Yan knew that he was once the fourth elder of the Wang family.

One of them, a master in the late stage of Dharma Realm, also has a place in the Azure Dragon Ranking.

But just because he offended Ning Qi, he was brought back to his original form. His cultivation, memory, and even his age were completely wiped clean and he started over.

When it comes to hatred, Wang Yan really can't hate him. On the contrary, he is a little curious and wants to see what Ning Qi, who has such magical powers, looks like.

The most important point is that he knew that he had a brother, Wang Shi, who was taken away by Ning Qi at that time. He wanted to ask about Wang Shi's whereabouts. No matter what grudge he had at the beginning, since he had no memory, it should be gone.

"Where is he now!?"

Wang Yan said calmly.

His men whispered: "Ancestor Beixuan seems to have come back together with Ancestor Feiyuting, and they should be in the 'Xianqing Garden'."

"Xianqing Garden, come with me and go have a look."

Wang Yan said calmly.

When his men heard this, a look of horror flashed in their eyes. Are they going to see the God of Killing? Who knows if he will go crazy and kill himself and Wang Yan again? You know, even a genius like Wang Lan,

The God of Killing killed just as he was told, without caring about the feelings of the Wang family's children and not fearing the punishment of the Great Sage Xuanzhen.

Main courtyard.

Leisure Garden.

This place is a maze-like garden composed of four connected mountains.

It is the training place for Wang Lin and his wife. Except for a few slaves, no one dares to enter here without permission. Even Wang Yan and Wang Shi had to pass the news in advance if they wanted to come in.

Ning Qi, led by Fei Yuting, met Wang Lin. At this moment, the Great Sage Xuanzhen was sitting cross-legged behind him, his hands gradually moving away from Wang Lin's back.

He glanced at Ning Qi and Jian Xilai, sighed at Fei Yuting, and said: "Lin'er was seriously injured and was poisoned by a strange poison. The person who took action was probably half-finished and wanted to cure this."
Chapter completed!