The giant dragon holding the mountain range slowly raised its head and stared at Ba Xia Pudu: "Why do you disturb my dream!"

Baxia Pudu bowed respectfully and said: "Ancestor, someone wants to challenge you."

"Challenge me?"

Baxia Zikun's body shook, and the mountains on his back crashed to the ground with a bang, splashing up smoke and dust hundreds of feet high. After the smoke and dust dissipated, the huge dragon was no longer there, but there was an extra one.

The height and appearance are almost exactly the same as those of the human race. He said calmly: "Who wants to challenge me?"

"It's him."

Baxia Pudu pointed at Ning Qi.

Swish, swish, countless eyes were fixed on Ning Qi, some were gloating, some were puzzled, some were expecting, and some were admiring.

Regardless of Ning Qi's strength, there are still several Dharma Realm monks who secretly admire Ning Qi. At least he has the courage to challenge Baxia Zikun.

"Later stage of eternal life!?"

Baxia Zikun frowned slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab it. In the blink of an eye, Baxia Pudu and Baxia Pudu appeared above Ning Qi's head, looking at Ning Qi condescendingly. Then, he looked at Baxia Pudu: "Such an existence

You can't deal with it? But you want to wake me up?"

When everyone saw Ba Xia Zikun in the air, they quickly bowed and saluted, especially the dragons, whose eyes showed extreme fanaticism. In their minds, Ba Xia Zikun was an idol-level figure.

"Ancestor, he is the son of Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian. Since I challenge you, I don't dare to make the decision without authorization."

Baxia Pudu whispered, but a cunning look flashed in his eyes.

"The son of Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian!?"

Hearing this, Baxia Zikun's face changed slightly. He looked at Ning Qi again with a faint gaze, and frowned slightly: "Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian showed up?"

"That's not true."

Baxia Pudu Road.

"Are you...really the son of Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian?"

Baxia Zikun looked at Ning Qi lightly.

"Um."

Ning Qi nodded. If Wang Muting's soul hadn't appeared once in the Wang family, Ning Qi himself wouldn't be sure. But now he is undoubtedly sure that his body was indeed born of Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian.

"Since you dare to challenge me with your cultivation in the late stage of the Immortal Realm, you must be very confident in your own strength? However, not everyone can challenge me, Zi Kun. Your parents were so talented back then, and I

I respect them a lot, but who do you think you are? Are you qualified to challenge me?"

Baxia Zikun looked at Ning Qi and said coldly.

Wang Wu felt a chill in his heart. If Zikun, his subordinate, got angry and killed Ning Qi on the spot, even if the Great Sage Xuanzhen wanted to take action, he would not be able to get here in an instant!

A hint of schadenfreude and ridicule flashed through the depths of Wang Wei's eyes. Jian Ling'er and Kong Jiu, who were standing behind him, were expecting Ba Xia Zi Kun to take action and beat Ning Qi into mincemeat.

"Then what qualifications do I need to challenge you?"

Ning Qi looked at Ba Xia Zikun without fear, with a faint smile on his lips.

"It's very simple. When your parents were still in the early stage of Dharma Realm, they passed the thirteenth level of Shanhaiguan. If you can reach the thirteenth level like your parents today, then I will accept your challenge. If you can't, I will

Cut off your arms and legs."

Baxia Zikun said calmly.

"Just do what you want."

Ning Qi smiled slightly and walked directly towards the Tongtian Tower. Wang Wu wanted to persuade him, but Zikun was there, so he didn't dare to speak after several attempts.

"well."

Wu Yin dodged, appeared beside Ning Qi, and followed Ning Qi towards the Tongtian Tower. It was only then that everyone discovered that the two were old acquaintances, and their relationship seemed unusual.

Wang Wei looked at Ning Qi's back coldly, his thoughts moved slightly, and he glanced at Jian Ling'er and Kong Jiu, and the three of them chased after them in perfect agreement.

"Ancestor, I will accompany you through the barrier."

Wang Wei said respectfully.

Ning Qi glanced at him lightly, and she guessed eight or nine points about what Wang Wei was thinking.

Wu Yin glanced at Wang Wei fearfully and sent a message to Ning Qi: "This boy has evil intentions."

"Let him jump for a while."

Ning Qi smiled slightly, Wu Yin was startled, and secretly wondered in his heart, could Ning Qi's current cultivation level really ignore the existence of Wang Wei in the middle stage of Dharma Realm?

Thinking that Ning Qi dared to challenge Zi Kun, Wu Yin really smiled bitterly in his heart. However, what made him relieved was that Ning Qi could not make it to the twelfth level. At most, he would lose one of his arms and legs and still save his life.

The most important thing right now is to prevent Wang Wei from doing anything in the middle...

Seeing Ning Qi's back disappearing at the door of the Tongtian Giant Tower, Baxia Pudu suddenly sent a message to Baxia Zikun: "Old Ancestor, do you think this son is the son of Feng Jiuxian?"

"Eighty to ninety percent possible."

Baxia Zikun nodded lightly and said through the voice: "The aura on his body is very similar to when I first met Feng Jiuxian. The key is his appearance, which is very similar to the Feng Jiuxian in my memory.

."

"oh?"

Ba Xia Pudu nodded secretly. He had only met Feng Jiuxian once. Hundreds of years had passed and he had long forgotten what he looked like. But since Ba Xia Zikun said there was an 80 to 90% chance, then he probably was Feng Jiuxian.

Son, it’s fun now. Feng Jiuxian’s child returns to Qinglong Continent. I wonder if that guy Liekong will still hold grudges?

Baxia Pudu didn't know that Liekong had already visited Wang's house.

"Come on, come on, I'm going to bet that this guy can only make it to the tenth level at most. Does anyone want to place a bet?"

A Dharma Realm monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks suddenly shouted loudly.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but laugh and said: "Qiu God of Gamblers, you have been chasing debts for more than 800 years, why don't you stop gambling?"

"Qiu Feng, you owe me the three thousand Azure Dragon Crystals, when will you pay me back?"

"You still owe me a high-grade magic weapon, when will you give it to me?"

"Oh, you guys are serious. Isn't this a chance for you to get your capital back with profits? Come and bet, bet. I, Qiu Feng, a monk in Dharma Realm, can live for at least hundreds of thousands of years. I will be in debt."

You three melons and two dates?"

The monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said with an unhappy expression.

"Okay, hurry up and come up with the charter."

"Let's do this. From the first level to the eighth level, you can bet together, and the odds are 1 to 1. After that, you can bet alone. From the ninth level, it will be double, and from the tenth level, it will be four times, and so on. Here we go.

Be quick and don't procrastinate."

Qiu Feng shouted, and immediately several like-minded people came forward and pledged thousands of Qinglong Crystals. They all bet that Ning Qi could only advance to the first to eighth levels.

When someone started, others followed suit. Within a short while, Qiu Feng had collected a large amount of gambling money. If he swallowed it all, it would not only be enough to repay his gambling debts, but he would also have a surplus. Qiu Feng smiled and said to a monk: "You bet
Chapter completed!