Chapter: 3077

Ning Qi said lightly.

"You are very interesting."

Kunpeng Wuyu smiled lightly, glanced at Wang Lan and the others, and smiled at Ning Qi: "Give me the Kunxu Pagoda, and I promise that no one will hurt you today. Well, although your realm is not high, But with the soul of the holy grade, the power of the law has been condensed to nine million ways, right? It is only half a step away from breaking through to the realm of the law. Such a genius is rarely seen in Qinglong Continent. Compared with you, Lan may be far inferior to you in the future, wouldn't it be a pity if he died here?"

Holy spirit?

The power of nine million Dao laws?

As soon as the son of Kunpeng said this, the nearby monks gasped suddenly. As expected of being the son of Feng Jiuxian, his aptitude is so heaven-defying!

"If he is the emperor's soul, wouldn't he have already broken through the Faxiang Realm? Even...maybe he can reach the middle stage of the Faxiang Realm!"

Some monks thought to themselves, the eyes of the monks who had always looked at Ning Qi with a hint of disdain in the Faxiang Realm gradually became dignified, and they dare not underestimate Ning Qi anymore!

When Wang Lan heard this sentence, she was startled at first. She didn't realize that Ning Qi possessed a holy spirit. She only thought that Ning Qi's law power was stronger than ordinary people's, but then Wang Lan's eyes flashed with anger. He looked at Kunpeng Wuyu coldly.

She couldn't tolerate Kunpeng Wuyu saying that she would not be as good as Ning Qi in the future, she was the number one pride of the Wang family, how could she be inferior to a guy who caused trouble for the family just after returning to the family!

"Son of Kunpeng, I dare not agree with this statement."

Sikong said coldly.

"What? Why don't you agree? If I remember correctly, you have teamed up to chase him for more than half a month, right? With your cultivation, you can't suppress a mere late-stage immortal cultivator?"

The Son of Kunpeng smiled lightly, but every sentence was punitive.

Anger welled up in Sikong's eyes: "In addition to running, does he dare to stay and fight with us? If I condensed the law of thunder, he would have died ten times already."

"laugh."

Son of Kunpeng cast a disdainful glance at Sikong, ignored him, and looked at Ning Qi: "How?"

"The Kunxu Pagoda is not on me."

Ning Qi said lightly.

Is the Kunxu Pagoda not on him?

Everyone looked at Ning Qi in disbelief.

"It's useless to argue as much as you want. The Kunxu Pagoda belongs to the Wang family. If you hand it over to my junior sister now, it will be a sin and meritorious deed!"

Sikong said coldly.

"Even if it's about my royal family, what does it have to do with you?"

Ning Qi looked at Sikong coldly, and spit out a word: "Get lost!"

"you!"

Sikong was furious immediately, and was about to make a move, but he felt cold all over his body. He glanced at Son Kunpeng fearfully, but in the end he didn't make a move.

An imperceptible look of disappointment flashed in Wang Lan's eyes.

"You said that the Kunxu Pagoda is not on you, so who is on it?"

Son Kunpeng looked at Ning Qi with a faint smile.