Chapter: 648

Could it be that this kid is hiding his cultivation, his real cultivation is the same as Hua Wushang and the others, a peak fighting king?

Most people only believe in this explanation, they don't believe that Ning Qi is fighting by leaps and bounds!

After all, in their many years, they have already formed a kind of common sense that it is okay to fight at higher levels, but at the second, third and fifth levels, it is the most.

Those who are above the tenth level, let alone see them, even if they listen to them, they have never heard of them! !

Only those Dou Wangs who were born in the Kyushu Empire, or who are well-informed, have heard of the three dragon clans, the nine top families, the thirty-six supreme sects, and the Kyushu Empire that is similar to them. Terrible genius.

"Okay, so strong..."

The woman in purple muttered to herself in shock. Her junior sisters looked at Ning Qi with fear in their eyes.

Such a strong master, they actually mocked each other?

on the battleship.

Except for Wuhu and the others, the other deacon elders showed horror on their faces. Suddenly, one deacon elder said: "I accept this son!"

The rest of the people heard the words and immediately reacted.

"You? Why!"

"I don't want anyone else, I only want this one!"

"That's not okay, I've also taken a fancy to him, and he needs to be trained well, inner disciples are a sure thing."

"Let me tell you, everyone, at least one of you came first. I have already taken a fancy to him, and I have been observing him in secret." Wu Hu rolled his eyes.

"Aren't I?" Sima Lin sneered.

"Everyone, stop arguing. I don't have a single disciple under my knee. I accept him."

Shentu Yuanba said lightly.

Everyone shut their mouths instantly, a little unwilling, but there was indeed a big gap between their own cultivation level and Shentu Yuanba's, and they couldn't do anything about it if he spoke.

"Elder Shentu, look, I've been observing him since a few days before the selection meeting. Isn't it appropriate for you to do this?"

Wu Hu boldly laughed dryly.

"One hundred middle-grade spirit crystals."

Shentu Yuanba's tone remained flat.

The price offered is surprising.

This is already equivalent to 10,000 low-grade spirit crystals, which is more than the annual income of their ordinary deacon elders!

"This, okay."

Wu Hu sighed and nodded. Although he lost the chance to accept Ning Qi, he got 10,000 low-grade spirit crystals, which can be regarded as a consolation prize.

"Elder Shentu, what about me..."

Sima Lin smiled.

"It's also a hundred middle-grade spirit crystals."