I saw a big bird above everyone's heads. The feathers on the big bird were all light golden, and the emerald-like eyes were looking at the three of them coldly. The three of them were very fast and could rush out a distance of hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye, but this distance was not as high as one-third of the bird's body!

"What a big bird!"

A hint of amaze flashed in Ning Qi's eyes, and suddenly he remembered a legend about China on Earth.

There is a fish in Beiming, whose name is Kun.

The Holy Son of Kunpeng?

"Oops!"

Wang Lan's face suddenly turned ashen and stopped with Sikong. She knew that it would be useless for the two to chase each other. The speed of the Holy Son of Kunpeng was only slightly slower than that of the Great Son of Xuanzhen and the Great Son of Kunpeng in the Qinglong Continent. Even the other great saints could not match the speed of the Holy Son of Kunpeng.

Ning Qi will definitely be suppressed!

"Yeah..."

The big bird made an extremely strange cry. The scream was not loud, but it was sharp and harsh. Ning Qi's body shook slightly, as if it had been hit hard. Blood was overflowing from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth, and his health was rapidly decreasing.

"A screaming kills me 50 million health points? Half-step Great Perfection is really so strong? How strong is the Xuanzhen Great Saint and the others?"

A trace of fear flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. The lightning law on his body seemed to be about to burn, burning the air within a radius of dozens of miles. Ning Qi's speed instantly increased several times and rushed forward.

"He has escaped for so long, but he has not used his true strength?"

Sikong and Wang Lan looked at this scene in disbelief. How did they know that Ning Qi was actually making a small calculation in his mind, trying to use their advantages to gradually exhaust them. If this big bird did not appear, Wang Lan and Sikong would be in danger if Ning Qi was given another month.

After more than ten breaths, Ning Qi's speed gradually slowed down. In this short period of time, he had already flew out of tens of thousands of miles. If such magical powers and such speed were placed on the earth, they would be like a god on land. Unfortunately, when Ning Qi turned his head and looked at him, the big bird was still above his head, looking at him with an emerald-like look, and a hint of curiosity seemed to flash in his eyes.

Ning Qi's figure immediately stopped and looked at the big bird coldly.

Wang Lan and Sikong also rushed up not long ago. In addition, there seemed to be a giant city below this place. After seeing the big bird, the monks inside broke out into the air and stood in a distance and looked at it in fear. When someone's eyes fell on Ning Qi, they were slightly stunned, and then they shouted: "It's him! The son of Fengjiu Immortal!"

"What? The Son of Fengjiu Immortal?"

"Is this son really the son of Fengjiu Immortal? I didn't expect that he would pass by our Huntian City. Well, that giant bird shouldn't be..."

Holy Son of Kunpeng!

The monks looked at the giant bird in the sky in shock. In their hearts, the weight of the Holy Son of Kunpeng was much heavier than Ning Qi!

Ning Qi is just a lucky person who got the Kunxu Tower, while Kunpeng's Holy Son is the 13th expert on the Qinglong List that has been famous for thousands of years!

If we don’t include the Seven Saints, there are only five existences ahead of him, but the Qinglong List has not been updated for a hundred years. In addition to the Seven Saints, the top ten existences, Jian Xilai, the eighth-ranked mysterious monk, has not appeared in decades.

The ninth-ranked Jiuyou abandoned disciple seemed to be practicing some magic skills and did not come out to kill anyone. However, the tenth-ranked Venerable Tianhu often walked in the world, but even if everyone saw it, it was a surprise glance.

This is the first time that most monks can look at the Holy Son of Kunpeng so close today!

Just like the ordinary people on earth meet big stars!

"Why don't you run away!"

The big bird transformed into a handsome and elegant young man in full view of everyone, but there was a hint of coldness and arrogance in his light green eyes.

"Your speed is too fast. If I escape, I will just be exhausted by you."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"You are tactful."

Kunpeng Wuyou smiled faintly, glanced at Wang Lan and others, and smiled at Ning Qi, "Give me the Kunxu Tower, I promise that no one can hurt you today. Well, although your realm is not high, you have a holy soul, and the power of the law has been condensed to nine million paths, right? Just half a step away, you can break through to the Dharma Realm. Such a genius can be seen in the Qinglong Continent. Even if Wang Lan is compared with you, he may be far inferior to you in the future. If he dies here, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Holy Spirit?

The power of nine million laws?

As soon as the Holy Son of Kunpeng said this, the nearby cultivator suddenly gasped. He was worthy of being the son of Fengjiu Immortal, and his qualifications were so terrible!

"If he were an emperor-grade soul, wouldn't he have already broken through the Dharma Realm? Maybe... he could even reach the middle stage of the Dharma Realm!"

Some monks thought to themselves that the Dharma Realm cultivators who had always looked at Ning Qi with a hint of disdain, their eyes gradually became solemn that they did not dare to underestimate Ning Qi anymore!

When Wang Lan heard this, she was shocked at first. She did not realize that Ning Qi actually possessed a holy soul. She only thought that Ning Qi's law power was stronger than that of ordinary people. But then a trace of anger flashed in Wang Lan's eyes and she looked at Kunpeng Wulu coldly.

She couldn't tolerate Kunpeng Wuyou saying that she would be inferior to Ning Qi in the future. She was the number one genius of the Wang family. How could she not be as good as a guy who just returned to the family and caused trouble for the family!

"Son of Kunpeng, I don't agree with this."

Sikong said coldly.

"What? Why don't you agree? If I remember correctly, you have been chasing him for more than half a month, right? With your cultivation level, you can't suppress a mere late-stage cultivator in the Eternal Realm?"

The Holy Son of Kunpeng smiled faintly, but every sentence was heartbroken.

Anger surged in Sikong's eyes: "Does he stay and fight with us except running? If I condensed the law of thunder, he has died ten times."

"laugh."

The Holy Son Kunpeng glanced at Sikong disdainfully, ignored him, but looked at Ning Qi: "How?"

"Kunxu Tower is not on me."

Ning Qi said lightly.

Is Kunxu Tower not on him?

Everyone looked at Ning Qi with disbelief.

"No matter how you argue, it is useless. Kunxu Tower is a property of the Wang family. If you hand it over to your junior sister now, you will make meritorious service!"

Sikong said in a cold voice.

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

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

"you!"

Sikong was furious and was about to take action, but he felt cold all over. He glanced at the Holy Son of Kunpeng with fear, but in the end he didn't take action.

A look of disappointment flashed in Wang Lan's eyes.

"You said Kunxu Tower is not on you, who is it on?"

The Holy Son Kunpeng looked at Ning Qi with a faint smile.
Chapter completed!