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Chapter 541: Lord Fenye
Ning Daoran clasped his fists lightly and said with a smile: "I am Ning Sanren, and I have been friends with Chen Sanli and Chen Wuxian for many years. I hope you can let Chen Sanli go. I am willing to buy Chen Wuxian's life with 100,000 spirit stones. What do you think?"

"You want to buy Chen Sanli's life with 100,000 spirit stones?"

True Lord Fenye frowned, "Do you think too highly of yourself, fellow Daoist? Besides, Chen Sanli is a martial artist in the late Baodan stage. How can his life be worth more than 100,000 spirit stones? Daoist, you have also seen that there are at least 800 cultivators besieging Zhenxian Tower. How can these 100,000 spirit stones be divided? Moreover..."

He raised his hand and gently stroked the head of the female ghost in a black cloak beside him, and said with a smile: "My concubine has been waiting for this bite of Chen Sanli's blood, flesh and essence in the late Baodan stage. If I don't let her feast on it, I will be unhappy..."

"Senior True Lord Fenye is absolutely right!"

A Jindan mid-stage Tribulation Cultivator sneered, "This Ning Sanren relies on the fact that he is in the Yuanying early stage to be so arrogant. Does he really think that he can defeat so many of us alone?"

"That's right! If we attack together, even if he is in the early stage of Yuanying, he may not be able to kill all of us!"

"You are absolutely right, if we all attack together, this person will definitely flee!"

"Chen Sanli must die! He must be beheaded today, I say!"

The crowd was noisy and quite rowdy.

Ning Daoran continued to walk forward, glanced at Master Fenye calmly, and also glanced at the evil ghost he raised beside him, and said, "Fellow Daoist is actually a ghost cultivator? I saw that the flesh and blood of many warriors above the Condensation Realm outside the Zhenxian Tower had been devoured. I think it was all caused by the evil ghost you raised, right?"

"So what?"

True Lord Fenye had the support of many cultivators, so he spoke with great confidence and said with a straight back, "I advise you to stop interfering in other people's business. The water in Wuzhou is not something that a casual cultivator like you can wade through."

"What if Ning wants to take Chen Wuxian away by force?"

"Then don't blame me for being rude!"

True Lord Fenye's eyes turned cold, and he directly sacrificed a blood-red flying sword. It looked like a third-rank top-grade magic weapon, but it was not a spiritual treasure. It was obvious that he was not doing very well in the Nascent Soul stage. No wonder he became the King of Lingnan's lackey.

"kill!"

Everyone roared in anger, and suddenly countless treasures came from all directions.

"Old Deer, protect Chen Wuxian!"

The big stupid deer rushed out from the Lingpu Cave in response, and the aura of the early Nascent Soul spirit beast crushed it. Suddenly, countless treasures fell from the sky and could not enter the Nascent Soul field created by the big stupid deer.

Ning Daoran took a step forward, and immediately golden ripples began to spread out under his feet. Light rain fell from the sky. Although it looked extremely brilliant, it was actually the Nascent Soul spiritual pressure he released!

Wherever the spiritual pressure passed, all the Tribulation Cultivators were stunned, and some of those with lower cultivation were directly killed on the spot.

"Fenye Daoist, you are confused!"

Ning Daoran took a step closer, and the Great Blue Dragon slashed down from mid-air with his spear!

"you……"

True Lord Fenye was greatly shocked, and hurriedly held up the blood-red small sword to block, but how could he resist it? With a "clang" sound, the small sword rolled out, and then the big blue dragon landed on the inner armor he had just sacrificed!

"puff!"

True Lord Fenye’s move was clean and neat, causing the person to vomit blood with one move.

His eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost. The other party was clearly a Nascent Soul, but was this the power that a Nascent Soul should have in its early stages? Was this right? Was this reasonable? Why was his physical strength so much stronger than that of a martial artist in the late stage of Baodan? Could it be...

The next second, True Lord Fenye saw a blood-red Nascent Soul emerging behind Ning Daoran. The Nascent Soul had a pair of dragon horns and looked extremely violent and evil.

Dragon Demon Wuying!

"what!?"

At this moment, even Chen Sanli was stunned.

Only a few decades had passed, and Ning Daoran had already been promoted to a Hunyuan Early Stage Martial God? Moreover, he practiced both the Dharma and the body. In addition to being a Hunyuan Early Stage Martial Arts Grandmaster, he was also a serious Yuanying Early Stage Great Cultivator!

When a man has not been away for three days, he should be treated with new eyes, and as for this Taoist master Qiu Shui, he should be knelt down and kowtowed to him after three days of absence.

At this moment, Chen Sanli realized that the gap between himself and Ning Daoran had reached an unimaginable level. No wonder the other party dared to attack so brazenly and was not afraid of the power of King of Lingnan at all.

"Senior Ning Sanren, please spare my life!"

True Lord Fenye saw the opportunity very quickly. While spitting out blood, he quickly sacrificed a bone shield and shouted, "I know I was wrong. If Senior Chen Sanli wants to take you away, you can take him away. I will never say no!"

"late!"

Ning Daoran fired a powerful shot, smashing Master Fenye's head into pieces like a watermelon.

"Shh!"

The Nascent Soul rushed out of the physical body and tried to escape, but was hit head-on by a third-grade, top-grade forbidden-breaking talisman!

It has to be said that Ning Daoran's ability to "press seconds" to activate the forbidden talisman is becoming more and more sophisticated. He grabbed Master Fenye's Nascent Soul and stuffed it into Xiaoqing's mouth. His series of movements were done smoothly and in one go.

"Ho~~~"

As soon as Chen Sanli died, the evil ghost beside him suddenly regained his freedom. He suddenly lifted up his cloak, revealing a hideous face. His aura surged, and he actually reached the level of a fourth-order early evil spirit!

Wow, this guy is better at raising ghosts than me!
Ning Daoran looked horrified, thinking that since he had to take action today, he should not be timid, so he slapped his storage bag, and formation flags and formation plates flew out in all directions. In a blink of an eye, he had set up a Nine-Turn Ruyi Formation and a Falling Star Formation.

"not good!"

A late Jindan cultivator roared, "This person is also a fourth-level formation master. What a strong formation. This formation is..."

The next moment, countless stars fell from the sky and indiscriminately attacked and killed all the cultivators!
Ning Daoran has never had a good impression of robbery cultivators. If he encounters one, he will naturally solve it all and leave no future troubles!

For a moment, the Falling Star Formation showed its power.

This formation might be a little difficult to kill a Nascent Soul, but it could kill a Golden Core with ease. In a blink of an eye, even the late Golden Core cultivator was swept away by the power of the Falling Star Formation, his body covered in blood and flesh. Even the protective magic weapon was of no use.

"Run!" A Jie Xiu shouted in a panic, "This person has such a cruel heart, he actually wants to kill us all!"

Ning Daoran couldn't help but laugh. They were just cultivators of a few hundred tribulations. He could still vividly remember the scene of him killing tens of thousands of demonic cultivators when he was in Bailong Mountain. What he saw before him was just a small scene.

"Come and die!"

The fourth-stage early stage evil ghost roared, and a cold wind blew behind her. The negative energy rose into the sky, blocking out the sun and moon. Her body continued to expand and turned into an evil ghost that blocked out the sky and the sun. She looked down at Ning Daoran, and her huge black mouth seemed to be ready to swallow him up at any time.

A little scary.

"Luckily, there is this elder sister!"

Someone among the robbery cultivators was very relieved and said, "She is a fourth-level evil spirit. She should be able to suppress Ning Sanren a little. We have a chance to survive. Let's rush out quickly. Time is running out!"

However, the next moment Ning Daoran used the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Art.

"flood!"

His whole body became hot and shining with golden light, as if a god had descended to the earth. He turned into a huge, scorching furnace. Behind him, there were nine suns in the sky, and majestic masculine energy swept out. These were exactly the things that evil spirits and ghosts feared the most.

"Ah~~~"

The eyes of the fourth-stage early-stage evil ghost were almost blinded. She had never seen such a strong yang energy. Even when she dressed up as a little girl to absorb the yang energy of those young perverts, she had never seen anything so scary!

A ghost's desire for yang energy is like a kitten's desire for fire. A small flame can keep you warm in the cold winter, but a raging fire can be fatal!

"die!"

Ning Daoran raised his palm, and suddenly a fiery red and hot True Yang palm print fell from the sky and pressed hard on the head of the Nascent Soul female ghost. Then the sound of the skull melting and shattering was heard, accompanied by the shrill screams of the female ghost. Her body and yin energy quickly turned invisible, and in the blink of an eye, they were completely evaporated by the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Art!

Just one move, and it was an instant kill!

"..."

Inside the storage bag, inside the green ghost flag.

Xiaoqing was trembling.

She originally thought that the young master was a cruel person, so she followed him to the immortal world first, and then found a chance to escape when she was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage or the late Nascent Soul stage. She could even kill the young master if she had the chance.

Now it seems...

What the hell, it's good to follow the young master. No wonder Sister Xiaobai is so obedient to the young master, doing whatever he tells her to do, even doing things like warming the bed without hesitation.

"Wan La! The Yuan Ying evil spirit is also dead!"

Many Tribulation Cultivators complained bitterly, their hearts filled with despair.

Chen Sanli, who was protected by the Lenglong Stone Plate, was stunned.

Just how powerful is this Taoist friend Ning? Not only did he kill True Lord Fenye with three shots, but he also killed an early stage fourth-order evil spirit with just one move!
Chen Sanli was deeply shocked. What was a peerless genius? What was a rising star? This was it!

……

Tens of breaths later.

Nearly all the cultivators who had practiced for nearly a thousand kalpas were killed, and no one survived.

Chen Sanli and a group of surviving warriors were stunned.

Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves lightly: "Don't waste it, eat it all."

"Yes, son!"

Xiao Qing floated out, opened his bloody mouth wide and began to indiscriminately suck in the blood, flesh and essence of those cultivators.

However, she had followed Ning Daoran for a long time and knew the young master's clear-cut character. She did not move any of the bodies of the Zhenxian Tower warriors lying on the ground, otherwise they might have been killed by the young master on the spot, just like the fate of the early fourth-level sister just now.

Xiaoqing never doubted that Ning Daoran was cruel and ruthless.

"receive!"

Ning Daoran raised his hand lightly, and the Nine Revolutions Ruyi Formation and the Falling Star Formation suddenly gathered together. Formation flags and formation plates flew into the storage bag from all directions.

"Chen Wuxian."

He took back the Lenglong Stone Plate and said, "Ning can only help you up to this point. This Zhenxian Tower has been targeted by the King of Lingnan. You can never come back. I wonder what Chen Wuxian's plan is. Is he going to the Imperial Capital Martial Temple to try his luck, or is he..."

"I am already discouraged."

Chen Sanli looked ashamed and said, "Now I understand clearly that those of us who have cultivated literary and martial arts and sold them to the emperor's family will have no good ending in the end. I have decided to forge swords into plowshares and stay away from the troubled places of Jianghu."

"That's fine. Lin Guo has also chosen to live in seclusion. I think this is the best way. When Sangyu Country is settled, it won't be too late for you to come back to the world and gain fame and fortune."

"Lin Wuxian is not dead?"

Chen Sanli looked excited.

"Exactly. I rescued him in the Martial Temple a few years ago."

"Okay, great!"

Chen Sanli knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you, Senior Ning, for leaving the fruit trees for my Sangyu country..."

Ning Daoran didn't say anything else, just floated away and returned to Dongming City.

(End of this chapter)