594: C594 Good Poem Good Poem

C594 Good Poem Good Poem

Good poem, good poem.

The Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan was similar to the Redbud Dragon Race. It had a huge city that towered into the clouds. Ning Qi could occasionally see a few Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan that looked like Desolate Zhen flying in and out under the huge city. There was a huge city gate that was opened, and the people who came in and out of the city were mostly from the Human Clan.

"I heard that the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan controls more than ten billion people from the Human Clan. This population is equivalent to more than a hundred Qintang Empire. These 10 billion people from the Human Clan are all serving the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan, and every year, they have to pay a huge amount of taxes. In addition, amongst the nine great families, the Baixiao family, the Tuoba family, and the Sikong family are located in the West Barren. It's under the jurisdiction of the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan..."

Ning Qi stood not far away, looking at the ancient sacred city. He thought to himself, just from the trivial things he knew... We can roughly tell how strong the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan is. Fortunately... The one whom the system wanted him to challenge this time was the number one Dragon Rankings, Guang Guli. If he challenged the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan on the Mortal Ranking... Ning Qi really didn't have much confidence in himself.

"Who are you? What are you going to do in the Holy City?"

When they reached the city gate, two guards from the Human Clan stopped Ning Qi. Ning Qi glanced at their attributes and found out that their surname was Tuoba. Obviously, they were the disciples of the Tuoba family, one of the nine great families.

"I am Ning Qi from the Cloud Rising Sect. Naturally, I have something important to attend to when I enter the Ancient Desolate Holy City."

Ning Qi said in a flat tone.

"Cloud Rising Sect?"

The two guards revealed a look of disdain. After sizing Ning Qi up, one of them said, "Since you are not from the Western Desert, you have to pay 3000 Mid-grade Spirit Crystal to enter the city."

Three thousand?

Ning Qi remembered that when he first entered the Fangsheng Palace, he only paid one thousand Mid-grade Spirit Crystal. But then, he noticed a flash of light in the eyes of the two guards. He immediately knew in his heart: This was the Hell King, and it was easy for the ghosts to be difficult to deal with. These crystals would probably fall into their pockets.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ning Qi didn't bargain. He took out three thousand Mid-grade Spirit Crystal and handed it to them. Then, under their astonished gazes, he entered the Ancient Holy City.

After Ning Qi entered the city, some other Human Clan arrived. However, the leader of the group was a native of the West Barren, whom the guards were familiar with. Without asking any questions, they let him in. After that, they gave the leader some Mid-grade Spirit Crystal. Then, they left on their own. If Ning Qi was here, he would realize that he knew all of them. Among them were Chu Feng, Yuwen Kongming, Chu Xian, and so on.

"I was delayed on the way. I wonder if their competition has begun."

Yuwen Kongming said lightly.

"It probably hasn't started yet. Otherwise, we would have heard about it."

Chu Feng said with a faint smile.

"You three, go and gather some information. We'll wait for you here."

Yuwen Kongming pointed at a restaurant not far away and said to Chu Xian and the other two.

"Yes!"

The three of them nodded and immediately turned around to leave.

After them, groups of Human Clan arrived one after another. However, they were all led by locals, which made the guards feel strange. After all, there were billions of people here. They couldn't possibly know everyone, such as the fat sheep Ning Qi just now. They hadn't even met a single one in a few years.

...

Ning Qi spent some money to buy something from a small stall in the Primordial Sacred City. Fake. He chatted with the stall owner and found out that Guang Guli was in the city. However, in the Desolate Ancient Holy City, in the palace where the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan lived... No one was allowed to approach the Human Clan. The security perimeter was at least ten miles. As long as one didn't receive an invitation and took a step into the city, no matter what the reason was... He would be killed by the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan.

"Little brother, this isn't your first time coming to the Desolate Ancient Holy City, right?"

The vendor sized Ning Qi up and said with a faint smile.

"Big brother, how did you find out?"

Ning Qi asked curiously.

"Because I have asked you these questions when I first came here. You came here because you want to see the glory of Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan? Since you have bought so many things from me, I will give you some pointers. There was a canal 30 miles away from here. Recently, some of the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan have been fascinated by the poems and songs of our Human Clan, and they are purposely reciting poems to go against us. If you go there at the right time, you will be able to see them. However, let me tell you, don't mess with the guy with the golden border embroidered on his clothes. "

The stall owner said in a low voice.

Enemies who recite poems?

Ning Qi was stunned. When he confirmed that the stall owner was right, he couldn't help but curse in his heart. A group of Dragon Clan actually learned how to write poems?

This was really... This was ridiculous, just like how a monkey would be crowned!

However, since he had the chance to meet the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan there, Ning Qi would have to make a trip there as well. At that time, he would find a reason to send them a message. He didn't believe that Guang Guli wouldn't accept the challenge.

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

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

"Is that him?"

Dongfang Lingdong frowned.

"It is indeed him. I can recognize him even if he turned into ashes."

Yuwen Shang said coldly.

"Since he is still here, it means that the competition hasn't started yet. I will go and call them. You all follow him."

Chu Xian said.

"Alright, you can go."

Dongfang Lingdong and Yuwen Shang nodded and followed behind Ning Qi. Chu Xian returned the way he came.

Thirty miles passed in the blink of an eye.

Ning Qi saw a surging river. It was unknown how many miles long this river was. It was not as wide as the Heaven Reaching River in Withered Bone Forbidden Land, which was more than ten thousand feet wide. Looking at it with his naked eye, it was estimated to be twenty to thirty thousand feet wide!

Next to this river was a park. There were a lot of people in it. Ning Qi saw a stone pavilion at the center of the park. There were more than ten young men and women in white robes with golden edges standing inside.

After glancing at their attributes, Ning Qi was sure that this group of people was the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan who had transformed. Looking at how they were shaking their heads, it seemed like they were opposing a poem. Ning Qi laughed in his heart and walked towards them.

"Who is this person?"

"Don't tell me that he doesn't know that the Human Clan is not allowed to enter that stone pavilion?"

"He must be a newcomer."

When the others in the park saw Ning Qi walking towards the stone pavilion, they couldn't help but show a gloating look in their eyes. No one went forward to warn Ning Qi.

When they were about to approach the stone pavilion, Ning Qi heard the poems of the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan, which were full of literary talents.

"This galaxy is boundless."

"The reflection of the eternal winter winter."

"The raging fire and the burning river fades your body."

"Everything is turned into nothingness."

"Good! Good poem!"

"Huang Gujie, your poem is talking about our canal, right? There is no end to it. When the winter is cold, it can freeze a person's reflection in it. After that, as long as we, the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan, spit out a mouthful of Alien Flame, all of us will be turned into nothingness. "

"I think there are very few people in the Human Clan who are more powerful than Huang Gujie!"2

A group of people started praising the Desolate Ancient Dragon Clan who was reciting the poem.

Ning Qi couldn't help but laugh.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

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