The leader of the Purple Light Sect fled without his life. Behind him, the aura of the black corpse was getting closer and closer.
The black corpses were already chasing fourteen people, and the leader of Ziguang took advantage of this moment to escape desperately, almost 200 miles away from Ningcheng.
But at this distance, the black corpse easily caught up after dozens of teleports and flashes.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to!"
Terrified, he changed direction and ran towards a cultivating family.
The Xiyue Chen family is a family in the middle of the Rongling period. The reason why the head of Ziguang is running here is to let the corpse demon eat others instead of himself!
This is selfishness, a choice people often make when faced with the fear of death.
Black Corpse, on the other hand, seemed quite satisfied with Master Ziguang's approach. He followed Master Ziguang unhurriedly, annihilating every cultivator along the way and devouring countless blood meals.
...
Crossing the Chen family to the west, a purple light shocked the rainbow, piercing the spiritual formation outside the Chen family, and fled all the way. The ancestor of the Chen family changed his face in shock. That purple light must be a certain old monster of the golden elixir... Is there an old monster of the golden elixir who came to the Chen family? Are you here to punish someone who breaks the formation so violently?
The ancestor of the Chen family did not dare to neglect, and immediately left the seclusion to prepare to welcome him, but was shocked to find that a black light once again crashed into the boundary of the Chen family.
"I'm here, you all feed on blood!"
The black corpse sneered and made a seal, and immediately black mist rolled over the Chen family, and black clouds pressed over the city!
Black clouds and black mist filled the sky, and the Chen family suddenly fell into a strange silence. However, the ancestor of the Chen family had a blur of consciousness, a blank look in his eyes, and a dull, stupid smile.
All this is just like the expressions of the Tiandao Sect disciples before!
All the monks of the Chen family were transformed into living corpses by the Black Corpse Sacrifice once they met!
"Hehe, living corpses are good. They can hurt people. After the corpses are broken into pieces, they can also provide me with corpse energy... Follow the young man in purple, and you can find a lot of good corpses..."
If anyone sees it, they will definitely find that there are thousands of spirit-melting level living corpses suddenly stored in a black bag on the black corpse's waist!
His escape light flashed, and he teleported again, chasing the leader of Ziguang. He had just escaped from a distance of more than ten miles, and he had no time to rejoice, and his hair stood on end.
"This...so fast! In just ten breaths, he destroyed the Chen family!"
He changed directions several times, passing by the Zhao family, the Lin family... each cultivation family was destroyed one after another after the arrival of the head of Ziguang.
After killing several cultivators, Black Corpse seemed tired.
"The matter of the ancient corpse is important. We are just a junior. There is no point in teasing us anymore... You can die!"
The black corpse laughed ferociously, teleported out, grabbed the arm of the leader of Ziguang with one claw, and tore his arm off hard.
The leader of Ziguang let out a sharp pain, fell into the sky, and hit the ground. His body was trembling, and he was not as proud as usual of being aloof.
The black corpse flashed with black light and appeared in front of him, pressing a finger between his eyebrows. However, the leader of the purple light could not even resist and could only tremble and bow his head to die.
"This is... the power of Nascent Soul... so terrifying..." His eyes completely lost focus due to fear.
But at this moment, two teleporting lights finally caught up.
One is the Ancestor Jingzhuo. Although he possesses the power of Nascent Soul, his level has not been completely improved after all. Teleportation is a huge burden for him.
As for Fairy Suqiu, it was even more difficult to teleport with her spiritual equipment, but... the little paper crane actually stuffed her with two more bottles of 'alchemy candies'... In this way, her magic power was not a problem, but she couldn't help but Secretly thinking about Ning Fan's pampering towards Zhi He... the third-level elixir was actually as good as candy, and he just gave Zhi He several bottles...
As soon as Jing Zhuo and Su Qiu appeared, they immediately attacked. Fairy Su Qiu lost the magic weapon of the Water Ring. The other magic weapons were not of high grade and could hardly hurt the black corpse. Therefore, she made a bunch of golden talismans with her bare hands, turned them into golden light, and produced endless golden threads, binding the black corpse tightly.
Ancestor Jing Zhuo, on the other hand, took advantage of the situation and used his flaming short sword to turn into flames, drawing the black corpse into it.
The two men's attacks may not be able to hurt the black corpse, but they finally saved the leader of the Purple Light Sect.
It's just that the head of Ziguang Sect, who dragged down several cultivators to escape for their lives, turned into deep contempt in Su Qiu's eyes.
"Run away quickly, leave this place to us." Su Qiu said coldly, not wanting to look at Master Ziguang again.
"Yes, yes! Thank you Fairy Suqiu for saving me! Thank you Senior Jingzhuo for saving me!"
The leader of Ziguang was overjoyed to have escaped death. He didn't even care about his face, and immediately drove away in the clouds without even giving a courtesy. He was afraid that if he took a step too slow, he would be targeted by the black corpse again.
What happened today has left an eternal shadow in the heart of this little Purple Light Master. Under this shadow, I am afraid that he will not be able to break through the realm again.
And once he returns to the sect, he will immediately pack up and run away... The Yue Kingdom has the Nascent Soul Demon, and he can't stay here any longer!
The head of Ziguang escaped, causing the black corpse in the fire to let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction.
He clapped his palms together, and the short Ge Huoguang, which destroyed three golden elixirs and seriously injured five others, was smashed to pieces by him and turned into incomplete magic weapon fragments. This scene made Jing Zhuo's complexion change drastically, turning red. Dan Ge is a top-grade magic weapon, and it was just... broken?
"Quickly retreat!" Regardless of his heartache, Jing Zhuo immediately reminded him, and he and Su Qiu flew back.
And there seemed to be a trace of anger rising in the eyes of the black corpse. He was angry that a mere ant dared to stop him from eating people.
"Although your Nascent Soul is solid, it seems to be very delicious!"
The black corpse smiled solemnly, let out a demonic roar, abandoned Su Qiu, and teleported to pursue Jing Zhuo.
A claw was thrust out, and the wind from the claw made Jing Zhuo's face hurt, and he was secretly worried about how powerful this black corpse was.
In a time of crisis, how could Jing Zhuo dare to hold back? With a fierce look in his eyes, he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blue flames!
This green flame, when it soared, faintly transformed into the shape of a green luan, and the blazing power of the fire made even the black corpse's complexion change.
"Earth-line demon fire! Qingluan fire? No, it's just a trace of Qingluan fire fused with other flames to form a pseudo-demon fire... Haha, it scares me. If it's really an earth-line demon fire, I'll be in trouble... "
The body of the black corpse was at the critical juncture of his second transformation. He could not bear the violent capture alive. Ordinary flames could not hurt him, but if it were earth-vein demon fire, it might destroy his corpse transformation.
With a sneer, he took hold of the black claws, and the Qingluan flame was pinched and dispersed in the shape of fire.
And one of its claws went straight to Jingzhuo's dantian, smashing another protective magic weapon of Jingzhuo, and tearing its high-grade spiritual armor into pieces. The target was the illusory Nascent Soul in Jingzhuo's dantian!
Fast, too fast, this black corpse is too fast. It can't be overstated to describe it as lightning-like. Jing Zhuo's thinking is simply unable to adapt to this kind of hand-to-hand struggle.
He had never imagined that his strength was so far behind the black corpse. No wonder the black corpse in front of him had the strength to destroy the Seven Kingdoms... This kind of crazy demon was difficult for ordinary Nascent Soul monks to resist!
When monks fight, they often keep distance from each other. No matter how fast the fight is, they will eventually have time to take precautions. However, the fight between the black corpses in front of them completely reproduces the ferocity of gods and demons in ancient times. No ordinary monk can resist it.
But Jing Zhuo, since it was impossible for him to do so, the black corpse invaded the Dantian and took away the Nascent Soul... He bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out blood essence. A golden light turned into a cone in the heart mirror of his chest, chanting with the sound of Buddha, The stab stabbed at the black corpse's arm, causing him to hesitate for a moment. Jing Zhuo took advantage of the black corpse's hesitation and immediately pulled away, standing with Su Qiu, hoping to block the black corpse's attack with their combined strength.
"I can't stop it..." Jing Zhuo said concisely.
"Wait...wait for Ning Fan's help." Su Qiu's bright eyes flashed with a hint of trust.
Ning Fan said that he would help and have the means to cross hundreds of miles of land to rush to help here. With Ning Fan's personality, I don't expect to see him die in vain at the mouth of the black corpse...
...
Black Corpse let out a light sigh, seemingly surprised by Jing Zhuo's golden heart mirror.
"Buddha treasure? Although it is only of the highest grade, its restraint on evil spirits is enough to hurt me... You are not bad, you are just a fake baby, better than many Nascent Soul monks... But you will die! Who can I can't even save you! I'll let you see my real final method... Let you understand what it means to 'destroy the country with thousands of corpses'!"
The black corpse licked his tongue and patted the black bag. In it, countless corpse auras of melting spirits and even golden elixirs rose up to cover the sky!
Weird roars, shrill and painful, came from the black bag, and Jing Zhuo immediately turned pale in horror.
How many refined corpses are there in the black bag on the waist of this black corpse? The resentment of the corpses in the black bag alone is beyond what Jing Zhuo can bear!
Thousands of corpses! This black corpse has tens of thousands of corpses. He wants to massacre the country and make the Yue Kingdom the eighth lower-level cultivation country to be destroyed under his control!
"Fairy Suqiu, leave quickly, you cannot fight with this demon... At this time, we can only return to Ningcheng, and with fellow Daoist Ning and others, escape from the country of Yue at starry night and take refuge in other countries... The country of Yue will be destroyed, and what will happen next Even the Taixu Sect can't get involved in this matter... Leave it to Yudian to deal with, but we, the lower-level cultivation country, Yudian, who has always been proud, will pay attention..."
Jing Zhuo laughed at himself and sighed, all the fighting spirit in his heart disappeared. He himself was no match for the Black Corpse, and he might not even be the match for the 'Tian Yizi'. Plus, with the countless corpses refined by the Black Corpse, how could he fight? I can't fight, I can't fight... Even if I really break through the Nascent Soul, I can't fight...
"Wait a little longer... Ning Fan might have a way..." Su Qiu said stubbornly. She was convinced that Ning Fan would not deceive her, and no one could convince her of what she believed.
"This... Fairy Su Qiu, I'm offended. You have a close relationship with Daoist Ning. I can't just watch you die here... If you insist on not leaving, I will knock you out and bring you back safely." Ning Cheng!" Jing Zhuo sighed. In his opinion, the only option was to knock Su Qiu unconscious and take her away by force.
This move may have been reckless, but he couldn't see Su Qiu dying here.
When Su Qiu heard Jing Zhuo's words, she looked ashamed and angry. She and Ning Fan only knew each other once, and they had a very close relationship!
And if Jing Zhuo knocks her unconscious, it will inevitably touch her skin, so Su Qiu might as well die...
Jing Jingzhuo thought things too well, and his words made Heizhi laugh.
"You want to leave? Can you leave?"
The sky was filled with corpse energy, and within a hundred miles around, no teleportation could occur!
And the black corpse flashed with black light, and both claws reached out to grab the two people's hearts. This shot is too fast to teleport, and both of them will die!
In Black Corpse's eyes, he could already predict the scene after killing the two men. Women, he likes stubborn women. He can make her into a living corpse and retain a trace of her sanity. When the time comes, he will be very happy to see her struggling, humiliated, afraid, and resentful.
And the fake infant monk, eat it and get a lot of nourishment!
But when his claws were halfway out, the light was suddenly interrupted, and he fell to the ground. For the first time in his life, he showed a look of horror, and he retreated without hesitation.
However, Black Corpse discovered that he was also unable to teleport! It was not blocked by black energy, but teleportation was blocked by other means!
The sword energy that covered the sky and the sun locked the sky. Four huge, vicissitudes, and thick sword shadows could be faintly seen even through the thick corpse energy. It was as if the sword shadows were so sharp that nothing could stop them. live!
A series of killing sword auras appeared in front of the black corpse without any warning. The powerful body of the corpse demon was like a knife cutting tofu under this sword aura. It was easily pierced through the defense and black blood flowed freely!
The black corpse grunted, and as soon as he faced him, he seemed to be seriously injured by the sword energy!
And he was shocked to discover that the terrifying sword energy in front of him had been recorded in a few words in "The Record of the Corpse Demon"...
"'The land of four swords, killing and trapping the dead, the rebellious immortal, suffering from ten thousand swords...' This sword energy is unmistakable, it is... the sword energy of killing immortals! It is the punishment sword of the ancient heaven! Ah! "
A series of shrill screams came from his mouth, and at this moment he no longer tried to call out the ten thousand corpses, because once the ten thousand corpses were taken out, they would all be destroyed immediately under the sword energy!
At the beginning, Ning Fan could only rely on the body-reshaping effect of the Jade Emperor Pill to support this sword energy. How could the self-healing power of the black corpse be compared to the Jade Emperor Pill, which is hard to find for the Immortal Emperor? In this sword energy It’s no surprise that he was seriously injured!
Black corpses are not afraid of serious injuries. Injuries to the body, because they are corpses, can be easily repaired. They can be refined by corpse refining, magic weapons, etc. But what he couldn't accept the most was that he had almost broken through the corpse demon's second transformation body, but he actually started to regress!
Sword energy slashed through the scenes, and each one caused the corpse energy to disappear... That was the corpse energy that he had collected for two thousand years! Just to complete the second transformation of the zombie demon and become immortal after two thousand years!
The offensive of the sword energy gradually weakened, but the black corpse in the attack of the sword energy became more and more murderous.
There was a familiar scent of mana in the Zhuxian Sword Qi, making him roar with rage! That is Ning Fan's aura, this Immortal Killing Order was released by Ning Fan!
He had never hated a person so much in his life, and Ning Fan was the first!
"Ning Fan! I will definitely cut you into pieces! Ah!"
His corpse demon realm was still falling...and something that made him even more heartbroken happened!
The corpse of Tian Yizi placed in Ningcheng to thwart Ning Fan was destroyed!
Almost immediately after 'Tian Yizi' was destroyed, all the magic power of the black corpse began to dissipate.
Because that day was a container for Black Corpse to store mana! Corpses cannot have magic power, so they can only take living corpses to leave a chance of survival and use their half-corpse body to contain their own magic power. Therefore, Tian Yizi is extremely important, and Black Corpse has taken great pains to temper Tian Yizi's body with countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures, almost reaching the silver bone realm, coupled with mana comparable to the peak of the early Yuanying , in the land of Ningcheng, who can kill 'Tian Yizi'!
"No! My corpse demon realm! My living corpse container! My two thousand years of planning have come to nothing! Hateful, hateful!"
...
In the sky above Ningcheng, after Ning Fan cast the Zhuxian Order, he did not immediately support Si Wuxie.
With Si Wuxie's methods, he and Tian Yizi were locked in a fight for a while. However, after that, Si Wuxie gradually lost his magic power, while Tian Yizi remained expressionless and extremely powerful.
Si Wuxie was about to be defeated...and gradually, Ning Fan saw a flaw in Si Wuxie's actions.
After refining Si Wuxie into a spirit puppet, Si Wuxie lost most of his memory and forgot how to cast many spells.
But at this moment, many of the spells Si Wuxie cast were the spells he had learned when he was the leader of Tianli Sect.
Could it be that...she has regained her memory?
Ning Fan's eyes flashed, but he didn't understand. If Si Wuxie really restored his memory, he would kill himself immediately. Why would he help him? Or is Sisi's personality causing trouble?
"Sisi...if Sisi Wuxie is dead, he will die, but if Sisi...I can't ignore his safety..." Ning Fan sighed with his eyes open, seeing that Siwuxie was unable to use his magic power and was killed by a ten-foot-long giant. He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, but he still didn't move even half a step.
Because another figure in black has arrived in the sky over Ningcheng!
This figure in black looks the same as Ning Fan in white. The only difference is the cold eyes and the black lines on half of his face.
Black-robed Xunxun, like a flash of light, appeared in front of Si Wuxie. No one could see through it. How he appeared was even Gui Quezi, whose eyes changed and could not see through the weirdness of this black robe at all!
The Three Corpse Eye Technique had already been fired, but the man in black blocked Si Wuxie's body, waved a single palm, and forcefully caught the Blood Red Eye Technique.
In the final analysis, this pupil technique is to kill people with evil thoughts... He is not afraid of evil thoughts, because in the final analysis, he is not a human being, has no heart, and no thoughts! Although he is not afraid of the Ming Luo illusion, how can he be afraid of this immature evil thought of the false three corpses!
Tian Yizi's dull face showed horror for the first time.
After a moment of shock, he immediately put away his expression. With his ten-foot-long body, he waved his fist and activated the power of ice to perform another infant-level body refining technique.
This boxing technique is called "Ice Breaking". One punch can turn ice into ice, and one punch can break ice. It cannot be blocked by force unless you are a Nascent Soul.
But when the ice fist light approached three feet away from the black cloth, it suddenly seemed to be cut open by an invisible sharp thing and divided into two halves.
At the same time, Tian Yizi felt a sense of mortality in his heart.
Black clothes, speaking for the first time!
"My name is Mo Ning. If you hurt her, she will die!"
In an instant, the figure of the man in black suddenly exploded, turning into tens of thousands of thin black lights. Each black light turned into a black sword light after a moment, spreading like thick ink in the clear sky, like black wind, rolling up in the air!
This sword light also carries a hint of ancient and heavy immortal power. Tens of thousands of black lights are like a long wind. The ten-foot giant in the sword wind, the tyrannical body, actually begins to decompose!
And just a moment later, Tian Yizi, who made Ning Fan in white feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, was wiped out.
"If you don't hurt her, you'll die!" Hei Yi added coldly.
The aura of the Nascent Soul in black swept across, making all the cultivators in Ningcheng feel cold in their hearts, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Yuanying monk, another person? !
This black-clothed monk claims to be Mo Ning, so he is not Ning Fan... But why is he so similar to Ning Fan? Could it be the true appearance of the legendary Ning Heimo? !
Yes, that must be the case! It turns out that the rumored Ning Hei Mo is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator! In this way, it is understandable that he looks exactly the same as Ning Fan... Ning Fan is the great-grandson of the Black Demon, and there is nothing strange about his ancestors and grandsons looking alike, right?
Only Zhi He shook his head stupidly, not afraid of this aura at all, nor did he think that this person was some kind of Ning Hei Demon. She knew that this was Ning Fan.
"Brother Fan, how come there are two people? But this brother Fan in black, although he is cold, is quite humorous..." She smiled sweetly, with little stars in her eyes, and she split her head towards Ning Fan. She was so interested.
And the power of black clothes made Zhihe feel at ease.
With Brother Fan here and no one around today, Ning Cheng can be destroyed... She was convinced.
The man in black clothes looked towards the direction where the black corpse left, teleported, and disappeared into the sky without a trace.
And Bai Yi also had a serious gaze, and he chased after him with an icy rainbow.
After escaping from the light, the two of them used the Pseudo-Reflection Technique together and hid for a moment without being traced.
Later, when he reappeared, it was a young man wearing white clothes and a black cloak, with a smile on his lips but murderous intent in his eyes!
"Next, slay the demon! Is this the magical power of sword reading that my black-clothed incarnation learned after breaking through the Nascent Soul? From today on, this magical power is called...'The Technique of Mo Liu's Distraction'!"
Ning Fan smiled slightly, his cultivation level was still at the peak of Fusion Soul, but with one step, he actually...teleported!
Its aura is floating strangely between Rong Ling and Nascent Soul.
Corpse demon, why should you fear it? ! Even with Ning Fan's current strength, the life and death of the Yue Kingdom can be determined by just one thought!
As for how others misunderstood Ning Heimo and how they guessed Ning Fan's identity... let them do it. After today, no one will dare to have Ning Cheng's idea!
(The main text of this chapter, as you all know, I don’t like to divide it into chapters. I always follow the plot. Many of my friends cut off the words and divided them into chapters. It seems like there are a lot of things going on...Thank you, Zhu Da, who has traveled all over the world. Rewards, an 88, asked me to add another update... Usually I don't care about the number of updates, but even if I feel uncomfortable with the first update, sometimes it will be 4 words. When I catch up with others by two updates, some people say that I updated the first update. First update, do I need to use this to refresh? For this book, I most often update it daily, not just once. If I also divide it into one update for other people, it will be 1 update a day. I need to use the "first update" gimmick. ?The reason why I wrote the first update is because after writing the first update, I felt really uncomfortable and could only rest. My level is limited, I admit it, but I did write the book seriously and with all my heart, and I was tired. Since writing the book, I have been There is always no refutation of both criticism and praise. I made a little fuss today, so don’t worry about it. I still owe 1 update. If there is no abnormality today, there will be a third update...)
