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Chapter 1299 Many masters emerge

"Sikong, do you think this is the Central Continent again?"

Kunpeng looked at Sikong without desire.

Sikong was slightly stunned, a trace of anger flashed from his eyes, he snorted coldly, and stopped talking. In the Qinglong Continent, the genius divided into many levels.

The most important thing that can be called a genius is the early stage of the Dharma Realm, followed by the middle stage of the Dharma Realm, and then the late stage of the Dharma Realm. The most dazzling genius who is at the forefront of the echelon is the half-step Great Perfection!

Kunpeng Wugui is the best in this echelon. In the top 20 miles of the Qinglong List, all of them are half-step great perfection, but those who can be called geniuses are at least under two thousand years old. Kunpeng Wugui is 1,300 years old this year, and 13th in the Qinglong List.

Seeing that Sikong stopped talking, Kunpeng smiled faintly, looked at Wang Lan, and said, "I heard that guy named Beixuan is Wang Muting's son?"

"Um."

Wang Lan nodded.

"Since you are from your Wang family, do you know where he went? Well, the breath here is a bit strange, it is indeed somewhat similar to Feng Jiuxian back then."

Kunpeng Wuyou smiled faintly, and after he said, his nose moved, and a hint of clarity flashed in his eyes.

"Although he is from my Wang family, he took Kunxu Tower without authorization. According to the clan rules, he has been expelled from the house, and I don't know where he went."

Wang Lan said.

Even if she knew, she would not tell Kunpeng that Wuluo.

"That's how..."

Kunpeng smiled without caring, but suddenly he looked up and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That guy Aolong is here too!"

That guy Aolong?

Wang Lan and Sikong's eyes moved slightly. As soon as Kunpeng Wuyou finished speaking, a huge figure hit the ground directly with a bang. The cracks on the ground spread to the distance. The huge movement immediately attracted the attention of the nearby monks.

Five feet tall, red hair shawl, light blue eyes, wearing a set of golden armor, this look...

"The 14th-ranked Aolong Holy Son on the Green Dragon List?"

"I didn't expect that the Holy Son of Aolong will arrive so soon!"

The monks nearby were slightly shocked, and then carefully looked at the Saint Son of Aolong. This was the first time they saw the legendary figure so close.

As for Kunpeng’s desirelessness, they did not recognize him, otherwise they would not have been so surprised.

"Aolong Kuangdao, aren't you in seclusion? Why are you coming out to join in the fun?"

Kunpeng said with a faint smile.

Aolong Kuangdao looked down at the three of them from a high point, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I heard that Kunxu Tower has magical powers that can make people turn into children. Such treasures naturally belong to me, Aolong Kuangdao. You still retreat."

"Arrogant!"

Sikong couldn't help but scold him.

"Sikong, don't think that if you have the sect behind you, you can be disrespectful to me, Aolong Kuangshao in my Qinglong Continent. Don't forget that you are not even half a step of Great Perfection. In your sect, your status is very low? My Aolong clan has a close relationship with the Daoyan Immortal Emperor. Although you are not in the Central Continent, you are not something that ordinary disciples of your "Nine Heavens Sword Sect" can provoke!"

Aolong Kuang Dao looked at Sikong coldly.

"you!"

A trace of anger flashed in Sikong's eyes.

"Another thing, don't blame me for being polite."

Ao Long shouted coldly, and after saying that, he no longer paid attention to Sikong, but looked at Kunpeng Wulu: "I will go out of seclusion this time, first, I will take Kunxu Tower, and second, I will compete with you to see who is the thirteenth in the Qinglong List."

"I'm afraid of you?"

Kunpeng said with a faint smile.

"Do you want to fight now?"

When Ao Long heard this, he made a great murderous act.

Seeing this, Wang Lan and Sikong couldn't help but take a few steps back. Both of them were half-step great perfection. If they really wanted to fight, the aftermath would be enough for them to suffer.

"Two, our goal now is to find that kid. You really want to fight. Will it end without ten days and half a month?"

A hearty laughter sounded from the air, and nine consecutive figures fell beside everyone.

"Zhuyang Jiupu?"

After seeing these nine figures, a trace of fear flashed in their eyes. Although the aura on their bodies was only about the same as Wang Lan, the identity of these nine people was extraordinary. They were nine servants under the command of the Great Sage of Chunyang. They had already followed him since the Great Sage of Chunyang or the Eternal Realm Cultivator. Now they are all late-stage cultivators in the Dharma Realm.

According to rumors, these nine people have refined a formation, the "Pure Yang Nine Killing Formation", and when they are used, even the Seven Saints will have to use their skills to break the formation.

"Son of Kunpeng, Son of Aolong, Miss Wang Lan, Young Master Sikong, listen to the next advice. The matter is important now. If you fight here, this Tianhong City will probably be destroyed."

Yang Yi bowed with a smile.

Yang Er and the others stood behind him, expressionless. Among the nine people, only Yang Yi was good at communicating with others, and the other eight people could be said to be all martial arts illegitimate.

"Okay, Yang Yi, I'll give you a face. I won't fight Kunpeng today, I won't fight next time!"

The Aolong Saint Son nodded and said.

"Thank you, the Son of Proud Dragon."

Yang Yi smiled and said.

"I heard that the Heavenly Demon Fairy was transformed into a child by the magical powers of Kunxu Tower and was taken away by the Great Sage of Lilong. As the Nine servants of Chunyang, why did you come later than us? Have you sent someone to intercept that guy?"

Sikong said lightly.

"People have been sent out. At this moment, millions of cultivators in the Pure Yang Fairyland should be searching for his whereabouts. But everyone, since this boy has such supernatural powers, I'm afraid those cultivators will not be opponents. The main thing is that you need to take action to suppress them. Why don't we join forces?"

Yang Yi smiled.

"There is no need to join forces. I can't go along with this guy!"

The Holy Son of Aolong sneered and left directly through the air.

Kunpeng didn't want to see this, so he smiled slightly and said to everyone: "I'll take a step first."

After both of them left, Wang Lan and Sikong also left. Of course, they would not join forces with Yang Yi and others. Then they found Ning Qi and after the suppression, who will belong to Kunxu Tower? If they really want to fight, they will not be the opponents of Yang Yijiu. They will not be able to bear it if they don’t use the Chunyang Nine Killing Formation.

"Let's leave too."

Yang Yi sneered.

Not long after the nine people left, several figures broke through the air. After feeling the breath of this place, they grabbed several monks and asked about the situation and Ning Qi's appearance, and hurriedly left.

A monk who was asked looked at the monk who was carrying a gourd and quickly disappeared from his sight, and said in a lost voice: "Isn't that Venerable Tianhu?"

"The Tenth-ranked Heavenly Cattle Venerable on the Qinglong List?"

Everyone took a breath. In a short time, they had met several masters on the Qinglong List. With the excitement in their hearts, many people also wanted to participate in the search for Ning Qi. They felt that if this grand occasion was such a grand event, they would regret not participating.

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