Ning Fan rides on the clouds, flying very slowly. He deliberately left many loopholes to give the golden elixir ghost an opportunity to sneak attack.
The ghost in the early stage of the golden elixir had just rushed into the 300-mile range of Ning Fan's spiritual thoughts, and was wrapped up in the sword thought, and the sea of consciousness was chopped into pieces and died.
The ghost in the middle stage of the golden elixir rushed within a hundred miles of Ning Fan, and was suppressed by Xiao Diao's demonic energy to the early stage of divine thoughts, and was killed instantly.
Only late-stage ghosts have the strength to rush to Ning Fan, but once their cultivation is suppressed by the demonic energy, their fate will be the same as that of the second and third elders of Qingbu.
die!
Ning Fan's three-striped fairy cloud is now covered with dark blood. It is a good fairy cloud, but it is filthy and bloody.
Along the way, he killed more than five hundred ghosts in total. Of course, most of them were in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, some in the middle stage, and very few in the later stage.
A ghost in the early stage is worth 2,000 points of sect contribution, in the middle stage, it is 5,000 points, and in the late stage, it is 10,000 points.
Ning Fan's contribution to the sect has already grown to a terrifying number, 1.89 million, and every fraction has been wiped out. But at this moment, he had no intention of looking.
His face turned slightly pale, and he continued to take medicine to restore his spiritual power. Killing ghosts with sword thoughts definitely puts a heavy load on Ning Fan. But he wants to establish his power and use the most tyrannical and weird methods to scare the ghosts in the third area!
Collecting the rosary beads one by one, Ning Fan scanned the hazy sky in the distance.
Three hundred miles away, small black dots were spying on Ning Fan from afar, but no one dared to make a move against Ning Fan.
In the distance, the Qinggui River comes into view, and beyond the Qinggui River, there is the Qingbu tribe.
Outside the Qingbu, a nine-level spiritual formation was set up. The first eight levels were all Dan-level formations, with black mist covering the sky. The ninth level is an infant-level formation, filled with blood and mist.
Qing Lengshan, the great elder of the Qing tribe, has received news that the second elder and other masters have been wiped out. With a shocked look on his face, he set up nine major formations and waited for Ning Fan to come.
Ning Fan stopped the fairy cloud, jumped off the cloud, stood on the sky, leaving the two girls behind, only holding Xiao Diao, and walked towards the black mist alone.
A hundred feet away from the black mist, he stopped, and the black mist in front of him parted, and the figure of an old man in green robe suddenly stepped out.
This person's aura is as solemn as the sea, his eyes are like torches, he has a green robe, a green sword, and the wood spirit power is compelling.
This person is none other than the Great Elder of Qingbu, Qing Lengshan! Behind him, there were only eight remaining late-stage Jindan masters, including Qu Han. As for the ghosts in the middle and early stages of the Golden Elixir, they stayed in the formation and did not dare to appear directly in front of Ning Fan.
Qingleng Mountain has received a report that Ning Fan has a strange method that can instantly kill the masters of the early, middle and late stages of Jindan within three hundred miles. It is extremely dangerous to face Ning Fan alone.
Qing Lengshan didn't want to believe this ridiculous statement, but he had to believe it because of the facts.
The only thing that remains unchanged is Qingleng Mountain's usual indifference, condescension, and arrogance.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ning Fan with a hint of green light in his eyes, and a hint of menace.
"Zhou Ming? I didn't look for you, but you did it on your own... Haha, you are such a reckless boy. No matter what sinister spells you cast, which killed so many fellow ghosts, but in my ninth major formation Under this, you will have no way out! 'Nine Chongqing', turn on!"
Qing Lengshan and the other eight late-stage elders each hold a green wooden sign, which is the key to controlling the formation. The nine divine thoughts were submerged into the formation. An extremely dangerous aura, accompanied by bursts of eerie dragon roars, swept out from the formation, transforming into a huge blue bone dragon with nine heads and a hundred feet!
Each end of the Nine Dragons phantom has the aura of golden elixir, and the one controlled by Qing Leng Mountain has the aura of half-step Nascent Soul! And it is formed by the power of the formation, transformed by the power of thought, and the terrain is dragon-shaped, making it difficult to kill.
The formation of Nine Chongqing, Eight Pills and One Infant can definitely be regarded as the pinnacle of Qing Lengshan's lifelong formation cultivation!
As soon as the formation was activated and summoned the Nine Dragons, Qing Leng Shan's expression even sneered, "Zhou Ming, I'll give you a chance. If you abolish your cultivation and hand over the evil spell that kills hundreds of ghosts, I can spare you." Immortal!"
In Qing Leng Shan's heart, not only was Ning Fan determined, but he also used his spell to kill the ghosts. The only thing that made Qing Leng Shan afraid was the little mink in Ning Fan's arms - Mei Chen. However, it was just fear. I have a large number of people, and I have nine major formations. I am waiting for the rabbit, using the crowd to bully the few, so why be afraid of Mei Chen!
But his threat only received a hint of sarcasm from Ning Fan.
Even in the Yue Kingdom, ghosts in the late stage of the Golden Core are powerful beings, but in Ning Fan's eyes, they are nothing at all. As for the Nine Major Formation, although its attainments are high, it uses spiritual thoughts as the driving force of the formation. Why should Ning Fan be afraid...
He patted Xiao Diao's back, and Xiao Diao understood, and a demonic aura rolled up, like a strong black wind. Under this demonic aura, the cultivation of Qing Lengshan and other late-stage Jindan masters began to fall crazily!
Except for Qing Lengshan, whose cultivation level is slightly higher and can still maintain the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Golden Core, the other elders have all fallen to the early stage of the Golden Core!
At this moment, Ning Fan shouted out one word, and his spiritual thoughts swept across like a sword. At the same time, the nine masters broke into cold sweat on their vests.
"broken!"
After this word, the invisible sword thought was as continuous as the sea, cold and sharp, and pierced the sea of nine people's consciousness. The nine Qingshang elders were all injured to varying degrees, but they were not serious, and they were not dead.
At the same time, in each of the nine people's arms, there was a piece of green jade pendant, which shattered into pieces and turned into a trace of ghostly aura floating out, carrying a smell of rancidity and decay.
"Oh? Not dead?"
Ning Fan was slightly surprised. Except for Qing Leng Shan, the other eight people, whose cultivation should have reached the early stage of the Golden Core, actually survived under his sword thought. It was really unexpected.
His eyes fell on the rancid ghost aura, and he immediately understood why he didn't kill 8 people.
"Death order!" He looked slightly moved.
Including the nine masters in Qingleng Mountain, no one expected that Ning Fan would act so quickly, and even face to face, breaking the "death order" prepared by the nine of them in advance!
The Death Substitution Order, together with the Immortal Killing Order, were both obtained by chance from the Great Elder of Qingbu. The effect of the Immortal Killing Order is to kill people, while the effect of the Death Order is to save lives. Sealing a trace of his soul power into the order is enough to withstand the power of a Nascent Soul blow.
For the Immortal Killing Order, there were two pieces left in Qingleng Mountain. For the Death Order, Qingleng Mountain originally had 12 pieces, but in this encounter, Ning Fan had 9 pieces broken away, leaving only 3 pieces!
But he couldn't care about it at the moment. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to escape!
"Quickly enter the formation and kill this person with the formation!"
In a panic, the nine masters including Qing Lengshan retreated into the mist formation, but there were still lingering fears on their faces.
Until Ning Fan took action, Qing Leng Shan still looked down on Ning Fan, but at this moment, Qing Leng Shan was extremely afraid of Ning Fan.
"This son's methods are too outrageous! If there is no death order, I will definitely be seriously injured, and you and other 8 people will definitely die!"
Not only Qingleng Mountain was horrified, but the other elders were all looking at Ning Fan with fear and uncertainty through the mist. As for Qu Han, he had dealt with Ning Fan twice before, and he was more shocked than anyone else. There was an extremely complicated expression in his beautiful eyes.
The first time she met Ning Fan, she only thought that Ning Fan was a second-level alchemist, and she was slightly friendly towards him, but that was all. Ning Fan was not in her eyes at all.
The second time, she wanted to take advantage of the chaos to steal the treasury, but Ning Fan cut through the defensive formation with a sword and stole the treasury first. She began to be afraid of Ning Fan and knew that this man had something to hide, but she still did not think that his true strength could rival her.
But this time, only a few days had passed, and Ning Fan gave her the feeling of being like a natural enemy, only fear!
Qu Han's pretty face turned pale. This time, she relied on the death order to save her life and survived Ning Fan's strange spell. Next time, without the death order, she would be able to survive Ning Fan's spell...
what to do...
"You must not leave the formation. As long as you hide in the formation, this man's spells will not be able to attack. And we can calmly use the power of the formation to kill this person!"
Unique thoughts arose in the hearts of the nine people at the same time. Each of them waved their wooden cards to control the evolution of the formation's power.
If time could come back, they would never offend Ning Fan again, but there was no regret in life. The only thing is to survive in death!
Kowloon summons wind and rain, spits fire and rains thunder, and all those it attacks are Ning Fan!
"As long as I don't go out of the grand formation, he can't do anything to me... After all, this is the combination of 8 Dan-level formations and 1 infant-level formation. It is the pinnacle formation of my life..."
Qing Lengshan's eyes were filled with a hint of pride. With this formation, he would never be weaker than anyone else in his life. When his eyes fell on the 'Nine-Chongqing' formation, he felt a sense of security. But the next moment, this remaining sense of security was deprived by Ning Fan!
A ray of silver light broke through the heavy fog, like thunder piercing the dark clouds, invincible in all directions.
"Destroy!"
Ning Fan made a cold sound, and with a movement of his palm, a bright silver-like starlight sword shadow and a bit of cold light broke through the fog and penetrated the torsos of nine blue bone dragons one after another.
The nine bone dragons are originally the transformation of the power of the formation, the power of spiritual thoughts, phantoms, and invisible things, and cannot be hurt by the sword energy at all. Even the sword energy as white as a mountain could not cause harm to Long Ying.
"Golden Core Sword Qi, you really impress me, but I can never kill the dragon array..."
Qing Leng Shan smiled ferociously, but the next moment, his smile froze.
He found strangely that with just one slash of the sword light, all nine dragons of telekinesis began to burn, emitted a shrill dragon roar, and began to die!
"How is it possible! What kind of magical power can cut down the invisible dragon shadow..." Qing Lengshan's palms were already cold and wet, and his back was shaking unconsciously.
The immortal formation dragon shadow was destroyed by Ning Fan with a single blow of his sword. To Qing Leng Mountain, this was definitely more shocking than Ning Fan's instant kill of the early stage Jindan master!
"Could it be that this kid's sword is equipped with... the soul-burning magical power! No! If this kid really has this 'Void' level magical power, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand my formation!"
He was panic-stricken. The Nine-layer Green Formation he had set up was a pure mental force formation. What he feared most was the soul burning!
He secretly screamed, raised his head, and saw Ning Fan slashing away with a sword, with a trace of blood, and full of evil aura. And in the sky under his feet, the aura of white bones began to spread, which was cold and deceptive.
A sword energy as delicate and beautiful as blood, like a blood glow, let out a wail like a ghost crying, tearing through the entire nine layers of light.
Before the formation light healed, under the soul-burning magical power, the nine major formations began to burn violently like a demon, and in an instant, nothing remained!
"It's been broken...my Nine-Chong Qingqing...my Qingbu!"
Qing Lengshan's eyes showed a desperate look. This look was familiar to Ning Fan. It was the usual look of wild beasts and desperadoes with no way to escape!
"kill!"
Qing Leng Mountain came back, and nearly a thousand Qingbu Golden Pills rose into the sky densely.
Even if Ning Fan has the skill of sword reading, he cannot kill thousands of golden elixirs at the same time...
With a ruthless look on his face, he swallowed only a hundred rosary beads in one mouthful. Without any refining and absorption, he directly channeled the vast power of thought into the sea of consciousness.
In just a moment, the intensity of his spiritual thoughts increased sharply.
Golden elixir peak, fake baby!
Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his consciousness was obviously seriously injured, but with the help of the power of hundreds of rosary beads, his spiritual thoughts were raised to a terrifying level.
"broken!"
An extremely tyrannical power of spiritual thought swept away from Ning Fan. Under the sweeping spiritual thought, the bodies of the golden elixir masters in Qingbu began to explode into blood mist. With one move, nearly a hundred ghosts were crushed to pieces and died, while the rest were seriously injured and escaped in shock.
Eight elders of the late Jindan period, including Qu Han, were seriously injured in their consciousness sea and vomited blood. However, they did not care about their injuries and used all their strength to escape thousands of miles away... As for the great elder Qing Lengshan, he was in Ning Fan's spiritual mind. At the center of the attack, the sword of thousands of divine thoughts cut his body into blood and mud, and burned his ghost into nothingness.
Qingbu's thousand golden elixirs were destroyed by the young man in front of him with crazy methods!
Qingbu, dead!
"From today on, there will be no Qingbu in the Demon Forest!"
Ning Fan's cold voice resounded through the three hundred miles of sky, frightening countless masters who were spying on this battle!
His face seemed weak, but his eyesight remained sharp. At this moment, it might be a good opportunity to sneak attack and kill Ning Fan, but Ning Fan waved his hand, and hundreds of golden elixir rosary beads were put into the storage bag one by one on the ground. This move made thousands of people hundreds of miles away. The unpredictable experts onlookers were all frightened and stopped thinking.
With so many beads, if Ning Fan goes crazy again, there is no guarantee that he will not destroy another tribe!
"This guy is cruel and ruthless, crazy and unpredictable. You must not mess with him..."
A master who usually has a higher eye than his head has stayed far away to avoid getting into trouble.
The original thoughts of killing Ning Fan and pleasing the Bone Emperor were put away.
Ning Fan should let the Bone Emperor handle it personally. It would be too dangerous for him to wait for others to take action!
...
In the Ghost Bird Sect, for the first time, there was a problem with the Merit Monument.
Ning Fan's sect contribution exceeded 2 million for the second time, reaching a terrifying value of 2.15 million, ranking fifth among sects!
"Impossible, there's something wrong with the Merit Monument again!"
Bai Feiteng stood up with a slap on the table, his face full of shock, looking at Gui Quezi, as if he hoped that Gui Quezi would clear Ning Fan's contribution for the second time.
He never believed, and no one even believed, that Ning Fan's strength could make such a large contribution by killing golden elixir ghosts again and again.
This is absolutely impossible! no way!
