Chapter: 1895

Ning Qi glanced at the old man's attributes.

The ninth room of Tuoba's family: Tuoba is different.

Rank: One Star Fighting Saint.

Cultivation method: the lower grade of the sky rank 'extremely inflamed and not bad body'.

Martial arts: Heaven-rank low-grade 'Qingyan Wufoquan'.

HP: 4520000.

"Even the exercises and martial arts are exactly the same as Tuoba Qingfeng, it should be his ancestor."

Ning Qi suddenly had a bottom line in his heart.

"It seems that you are Ning Qi without a doubt..."

Tuoba Yitian looked at Ning Qi with a smile.

The three of Shi Wen looked at each other, and suddenly realized that the other party came for Ning Qi. Thinking that Ning Qi has a first-grade spirit, which is extremely important to Yun Qizong, Shi Wen hesitated, and said: "Senior, Senior Brother Ning is me. The true biography of Yunqi Sect is deeply loved by the suzerain and the elders who hold lamps, if there is any offence, this junior is willing to apologize for Senior Brother Ning."

Tuoba Yitian sneered and said with a mocking smile: "Senior brothers love each other deeply? Then the lives of my Tuoba family children are worthless?"

"It turned out to be the old seniors of the Tuoba family. They were a fair competition, life and death were up to the gods, and the seniors took revenge as a fighting saint. Is it a little bit bullying and disgusting?"

Shi Wen frowned.

"If only one grandson died, I, Tuoba Yitian, would accept my fate. However, he abolished the cultivation of my second son, Tuoba Fengzhong, and drove him crazy, putting my ninth house in an embarrassing situation. , I have to repay you, you are with him today, it is your own bad luck, no wonder you are old, Zhen!"

Tuoba Yitian sneered, and when the last word was spoken, a Buddha shadow condensed behind him, this Buddha shadow was as high as a hundred feet.

"Soul?"

The three of Shi Wen were taken aback.

"It's not the soul, it's just the vision of Qingyan Wufoquan."

Ning Qi said.

The Baizhang Buddha Shadow bombarded Ning Qi and the others with a punch, and blue flames suddenly appeared in midair, like a meteor shower, covering a range of dozens of miles.

"Is this the power of Dou Sheng? I want to try it today. Is it your vision that is stronger, or my spirit!"

Ning Qi's eyes turned serious, and the 180-foot-high Titan's spirit suddenly condensed out, roared, and slapped the Buddha's shadow with a palm.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Roar!

A dragon chant sounded, and as soon as it reached the sun, six silver dragons with a length of more than ten feet burst out of their bodies in an instant, roaring and sweeping towards Tuoba Yitian.

"You hide behind me."

Ning Qi didn't forget to remind Shi Wen and the others that with their strength, they couldn't resist the opponent's punch.

The three of them hid behind Ning Qi without Ning Qi's reminder, and looked at the sky with some trepidation.

"What is this? The breath of the soul?"