Super Dragon slaughtering System

Aoloong's Immortal Realm was the same as the Baxia Immortal Realm, it was divided into territories using the Dragon Palace. In the Fourth Grade Dragon Palace, there were one to three Early Period of Dharma Image Stage Dragon Clan guarding it.    

Last time, Ning Qi had swept across the entire Dragon Palace. The number of Dragon Palace here had been reduced drastically. This time, Ning Qi had searched for a long time. He had only taken down five or six Fourth Grade Dragon Palace, and each Dragon Palace only had one Early Period of Dharma Image Stage Dragon Clan.    

This number was far from enough.    

Ning Qi stood in the middle of a pile of ruins. There was a Dragon Corpse beside his feet. After thinking for a few breaths, Ning Qi's gaze turned towards the only Seventh Grade Dragon Palace in Aoloong's Immortal Realm, Aoloong's Sacred Palace! Proud Dragon Great Saint's cultivation ground!    

On the way to Aoloong's Sacred Palace, all the Dharma Image Stage Dragon Clan he encountered were cut by Ning Qi's blade without exception. Wherever Ning Qi passed, it was like Kuangfeng had swept across the land. All of the Dragon Palace had turned into ruins.    

All the cultivators who saw this scene, whether it was the Human Clan, Dragon Clan, or the demon race, were all dumbfounded, and their hearts were filled with fear.    

"Is the God of Slaughter, Ning Beixuan, crazy?"    

"Could it be that he wants to challenge Proud Dragon Great Saint?"    

Aoloong Sacred Palace.    

Proud Dragon Great Saint, who was in seclusion, was awakened by a dragon's roar. This dragon's roar... It was the Restriction he had specially laid down in Aoloong's Sacred Palace. If a powerful enemy attacked... It could trigger this dragon's roar to summon him, but this Restriction had not been used passively for tens of thousands of years!    

"Just who came to my Aoloong Immortal Realm to behave atrociously?"    

A cold look flashed across Proud Dragon Great Saint's eyes as he walked out of his seclusion. When he arrived at the sacred hall, his dozen or so dragon sons had been waiting for him for a long time. Apart from that, there were also three Late Period of Dharma Image Stage elders in Aoloong's family. They were also looking at Proud Dragon Great Saint with furious eyes.    

Of course, this trace of anger wasn't directed at Proud Dragon Great Saint.    

"What exactly is going on?"    

Proud Dragon Great Saint said coldly, "What is it that can make you call me so urgently?"    

"Father!"    

Proud Dragon Great Saint's third son cupped his hands in anger and said, "Ning Beixuan, who killed my big brother, has come to our Aoloong Immortal Realm. He had killed the Dharma Image Stage Dragon Clan the moment he saw them, and now, he was charging towards the direction of the Sacred Palace. There were already over thirty Fourth Grade Dragon Palace and five Fifth Grade Dragon Palace. Two Sixth Grade Dragon Palace had been destroyed by him! Father, please help me suppress this kid. Not only do I have to avenge my big brother... We also want to avenge the death of these innocent people from the Dragon Clan!"    

"Third elder brother is right! This kid is simply going too far!"    

The rest of the dragon children echoed.    

The three elders of Aoloong Clan also said, "If we don't kill this kid, I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of our Aoloong Immortal Realm. We've received news that Profound True Great Saint has already gone to Central Continent. Great Saint, take this opportunity to kill this kid and wait for Profound True Great Saint's return. What can we do now? There's nothing he can do about it! "    

"Oh? Why did this kid come to my Aoloong Immortal Realm? Did you offend him? "    

When Proud Dragon Great Saint heard that it was Ning Qi, a trace of fear flashed in the depths of his eyes. Back then, he had witnessed Ning Qi's means with his own eyes. Many of them knew that the Great Saint Ba Xia had fought with Ning Qi before. However, very few people knew that Ning Qi had also fought with Profound True Great Saint.    

At that time, none of the people present dared to spread the news out on their own. Coincidentally, they knew about this matter. From this, they could determine how terrifying Ning Qi's combat strength was.    

A newly advanced Dharma Image Cultivator was able to fight an existence like Profound True Great Saint without being defeated. Even he couldn't do such a thing!    

"Dad, we never provoked this kid!"    

Proud Dragon Great Saint's three sons gritted their teeth and said, "I think he thinks that our Aoloong clan is easy to bully, so he came here to behave atrociously!"    

"Report! Ning Beixuan is less than a thousand miles away from the Sacred Palace!"    

Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded from outside.    

When everyone heard this, a trace of coldness subconsciously rose up from their backs. Obviously, the scene of Ning Qi running amok in the seven Immortal Domains was still deeply imprinted in their memories. At this moment, they suddenly realized that they were less than a thousand miles away from the God of Slaughter. Even the three elders were frightened.    

"I'll go and meet him personally."    

Proud Dragon Great Saint's eyes turned cold.    

...    

"Is that Ning Beixuan?"    

"He looks so young, but according to the rumors, he really isn't that old. He seems to be over a hundred years old. If this rumor is true, isn't his natural talent a bit too terrifying?"    

"A Dharma Image Stage over a hundred years old? Don't joke with me. Even Feng Jiuxian spent several hundred years to rise up!"    

"Ning Beixuan's current strength is not necessarily weaker than Feng Jiuxian's."    

"What a joke. Feng Jiuxian almost got his fortune back then. Even Profound True Great Saint was no match for him in a one-on-one fight. A few Great Saints joined hands to suppress Feng Jiuxian. Ning Beixuan has yet to reach such a high level."    

There was a huge market less than a hundred miles away from Aoloong's sacred palace. Tens of thousands of cultivators from various clans were gathered there. Their eyes were fixed on Ning Qi, and they were discussing amongst themselves.    

Ning Qi stood in the void and looked at Aoloong's sacred palace. He believed that as long as Proud Dragon Great Saint was still alive, he would know his whereabouts.    

About ten breaths later.    

A dozen black dots came from the direction of Aoloong's Sacred Palace and arrived in front of Ning Qi in an instant.    

"The three great elders of Aoloong Family!"    

"Those dozen or so are Proud Dragon Great Saint's sons!"    

"Hiss... The one at the front, could it be the legendary Proud Dragon Great Saint? "    

This was the first time Ning Qi and Proud Dragon Great Saint had seen each other. Both of them were sizing each other up.    

Apart from the pair of dragon horns on his head, Proud Dragon Great Saint was no different from a cultivator from the Human Clan. He looked like a cultivator from the Human Clan who was in his forties.    

As for Proud Dragon Great Saint, he had only sized Ning Qi up from a distance back in Middle Ancient City. This was also the first time he had seen Ning Qi in real life.    

"Ning Beixuan?"    

Proud Dragon Great Saint said in a flat tone. His voice sounded like the sound of metal colliding with metal.    

The sons of dragons beside him were staring at Ning Qi with hatred in their eyes.    

Although Aolong Kuangdao didn't have a good relationship with them in the past, they were still brothers who shared the same bloodline. Now that they saw the enemy who killed their brother, they couldn't help but want to tear Ning Qi into pieces and swallow him.    

"Proud Dragon Great Saint?"    

Ning Qi said in a flat tone.    

"You have come to my Immortal Realm, destroyed the Dragon Palace under my command, and killed the Dragon Clan under my command. I wonder if it was Profound True Great Saint who ordered you to do this, or you yourself?"    

Proud Dragon Great Saint said in a flat tone.    

"It was my own idea."    

Ning Qi smiled.    

"Why?"    

A trace of killing intent gradually condensed in Proud Dragon Great Saint's eyes.    

"My hand is itchy."    

Ning Qi said with a smile.    

The moment he said that, the surrounding tens of thousands of cultivators sucked in a breath of cold air.    

Proud Dragon Great Saint's dozen or so sons instantly let out an angry dragon roar. Both of their eyes turned red as they stared at Ning Qi. In an instant, the area within thousands of miles was filled with monstrous killing intent.