Chapter: 3046

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

Before the words fell, Zikun under Baxia seemed to draw a bow and shoot an arrow, his fist slowly stretched behind his shoulders, and the aura of tens of thousands of miles all condensed towards Zikun under Baxia, and a huge vortex appeared in Zikun under Baxia On the top of his head, he still has no intention of suppressing Ning Qi with Falun Gong.

"hiss……"

The nearby monks gasped, Zikun's understanding of the world and the earth made them out of reach. If they didn't use magic tricks and punched purely with the strength of their bodies, they could only mobilize people within hundreds of miles at most. Reiki, this is already the ultimate, if you use the method, the power will increase hundreds of times.

That is to say, if Zikun's Dharma Aspect of Overlord is dispatched, all the aura within a radius of millions of miles will be used by him.

boom!

Baxia Zikun swung a fist, and a huge mushroom cloud suddenly rose from the seat where Ning Qi was originally. The ground shook, and the aftermath shook in all directions. Only then did Lidi stop and look in Ning Qi's direction.

"Should... be dead? Except for the monks in the late stages of the Faxiang Realm, it is impossible for the monks in the Immortal Realm to survive such an attack, right?"

If Baxia Zikun's fist hit them, it is estimated that a hundred people would die on the spot!

They didn't believe that Ning Qi could survive such an offensive!

"Hahaha! I accept your IOU!"

Qiu Feng's wild laughter suddenly sounded.

Because he saw that after the smoke cleared, a huge pit with a length of thousands of feet appeared in the place where Ning Qi was standing! In the huge pit, there is no figure of Ning Qi at all.

He must have been blown up!

Qiu Feng was very happy.

Wang Wu's expression was very ugly, and he wanted to chase there subconsciously. At this time, Wu Yin's figure moved slightly, and appeared beside Wang Wu, put his hand on Wang Wu's shoulder, and said lightly: "Your ancestor still You are not dead, don't go over to join in the fun, any aftermath will be enough to smash you to pieces."

"Not dead yet?"

Wang Wu was dubious, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes. Wu Yin is a cultivator in the Faxiang Realm, so what he said should be believed, right?

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Yin finished speaking, a figure full of lightning broke out from the huge pit, and then went straight to attack Zikun under the tyrant.

"Well……"

Qiu Feng's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at this scene in disbelief, "How could it be... why isn't he dead yet!?"

"This son actually took the initiative to attack Zikun under the tyrant?"

"It's really bold. If it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the courage to stand in front of Baxia Zikun."

The nearby monk gasped.

Baxia Zikun looked at Ning Qi's figure, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. At the same time, he was also a little puzzled. His two punches just now were enough to seriously injure even an ordinary monk in the late stage of the Faxiang Realm. Why does this kid seem to be okay? Is he the ancestor of the Wang family, or is he the existence of the dragon or monster blood?

The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon!

Ning Qi rushed in front of Baxia Zikun, and slapped out directly with his palm. Seven silver dragons burst out of his body in an instant, and attacked Baxia Zikun with incomparably violent power of law.

A look of disdain flashed in Zikun's eyes, and he let the palm strike him.

How strong is the attack power of a monk in the immortal realm?

It's just ants.