The old man in green robe is named Song Yi, and the beautiful woman in blue skirt is named Liu Yunxu.
Both of them are the envoys of the Rain Palace, but at this moment, they both feel wary of Ning Fan.
This person has the intention of rain, and is powerful enough to defeat Zifeng... This person should not be underestimated!
And is his identity a member of Yudian, or is he an ancestor of Yuanjue?
Thousands of miles away, dozens of teleportations, approaching!
The two of them stared at Ning Fan, but under Ning Fan's cold gaze, their eyes hurt.
This guy has such a sharp gaze!
"I'm Song Yi, Your Excellency, who is it? Thousands of years ago, I traveled to the Kingdom of Wei and never heard of an old monster named Zhou Ming."
"Thousands of years ago, you were a golden elixir, and I was a golden elixir. You have never heard of me, and I have never heard of a Confucian scholar named Song Yi!"
The old Confucian has an extraordinary aura. His cultivation of Xuanmen Confucianism focuses on cultivating his energy, and his aura is stronger than that of a black corpse.
But under the aura of the old Confucian, Ning Fan remained motionless and replied indifferently. No one in the Seventh Realm of Cultivation could make him surrender with his aura, no one!
The first test was sound waves and false divine will, and the old scholar was a little weaker.
In the second test, Old Confucian added his momentum, but still did not take advantage of Ning Fan at all.
The old scholar Song Yi's eyes narrowed and he was even more sure of how difficult this son was.
Just thinking about this person entering Wei under a false name and plundering more than 30,000 immortal jade, this matter cannot be ignored.
Looking at each other with the beautiful woman, the old scholar made up his mind and snorted proudly.
"That's all. Let me believe that you are a monk from the Kingdom of Wei... However, even if you are a monk from the Kingdom of Wei and form a Nascent Soul, you should not rob millions of immortal jade and cause chaos in the country..."
"You want my immortal jade?" Before the old scholar could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ning Fan's sneer.
"That's right! I don't care about the affairs of the Wei State! But if you obtain such a huge amount of immortal jade from the Wei State, according to the 'Yu Realm Law', you must hand over 70% of the proceeds to the Yu Palace!"
"Really...things that come into Zhou's hands can never be returned!" Ning Fan was not afraid at all.
"You don't eat the toast, so don't blame the two of us for cheating on each other in law enforcement! Fellow Daoist Liu, let's do it together!"
The old man's eyes flashed. This Ning Fan made him quite afraid. He thought that he had little chance of defeating Ning Fan on his own. But thinking about it, it would not be difficult for the two of them to join forces to deal with Ning Fan!
As the divine envoy of the Rain Palace, he has a sense of arrogance. Even if he is a monk in the middle or late stages of Nascent Soul, he must treat the old man with courtesy when he sees him!
According to the law of the Rain Realm, 70% of the things taken by monks in the Xiu Kingdom must be handed over to the Rain Palace.
If he hadn't bumped into him, that would be fine. Now that he had bumped into him, the old man wouldn't just sit idly by and ignore it!
Song Yi and Liu Yunxu looked at each other, and immediately their respective lights flashed, and at the same time they moved with force, shocking Baili.
"Irrelevant people, please leave this place! I, Yudian, will enforce the law here!"
Two Nascent Souls were fighting against Zhou Ming... All the old monsters, even if they wanted to watch the battle personally, had no choice but to retreat hundreds of miles away and watch indifferently.
In the eyes of the Wei monks, no matter how powerful Zhou Ming is, he is probably no match for the two Nascent Souls.
As for the two Nascent Souls, the old scholar and the beautiful woman, although they took action, they just wanted to let Zhou Ming know that Yudian was powerful and obediently offered the immortal jade without any intention of life or death.
This battle will eventually lead to Zhou Ming being defeated, surrendering his jade, and making peace with the two gods... Many old monsters have heard of this kind of law enforcement. Yudian will not easily kill the old monster Yuanying. , everyone is a precious force in the rain world.
Ning Fan naturally knew all this, so he also wanted to compete with the old man.
He has been using the "Yin-Yang Transformation" and the Yin-picking Finger to defeat two Yuanying banshees, but the only real fight with the Yuanying old monster was with the black corpse... Today is the perfect time to fight with him. Nascent Soul Battle!
And Ning Fan, from the bottom of his heart, is unwilling to hand over 70% of the immortal jade. 70% is more than 10,000 yuan... He grabbed it by himself, so there is no reason to hand it over.
Unless he is defeated, there is absolutely no way this immortal jade will be handed over from him!
After the two divine envoys gave the order, all the monks, including the elders and disciples of the Yuanjue Valley sect, hurriedly evacuated out of the valley.
As soon as the two separated, the beautiful woman fought with her bare hands. Her delicate body was like lightning. After teleporting several times in the air, she suddenly disappeared. In the air, a blue light vortex stretching for hundreds of feet was condensed.
In the whirlpool, blue fire balls continued to emerge, bursting into the air one after another, turning into blue fire rain, with wisps of orchid fragrance.
When the beautiful woman reappeared, she grabbed the whirlpool of blue light with her bare hands, and all the fire rain condensed on her palm, turning into a blue fire ruler that was burning for hundreds of feet, and fell one foot towards Ning Fan!
But hundreds of miles away, the monks gathered around and immediately became in an uproar.
"Fourth-grade spiritual fire, Orchid Fire! Use this fire to cast a low-grade infant-level spell and turn it into a fire ruler. It is really extraordinary! I heard that some time ago, when slaying demons, Fairy Liu once burned dozens of people with one foot. The wasteland inside!”
This ruler is extraordinary, but after the old scholar separated from the beautiful woman, he patted the storage bag and had a sword in his hand. He ran away wildly and pointed the sword at Ning Fan!
The ultimate magic weapon, Xuanying Sword! Kill countless monsters under this sword!
The two of them had no reservations. They almost wanted to meet each other and shock Ning Fan. It was too difficult for Ning Fan to be able to defeat two Nascent Souls by himself!
Even if he possesses the "Yin and Yang Transformation", since the beautiful woman is deeply wary of him, he will never be able to bully the beautiful woman in front of her and use her Yin finger to sneak attack!
In this case, we can only do our best!
He patted the storage bag, and immediately, a small black and gold figure, like a clay doll, appeared in his palm and threw it towards the beautiful woman in the air. At the same time, silver light flashed between his eyebrows, and silver light appeared all over his body, turning into a nine-dimensional figure. A nine-foot giant!
The little black-gold figure grew up against the wind. In an instant, he turned into a black-armored corpse. The corpse's aura covered the sky. He grabbed the corpse into the void and the hundred-foot blue light vortex above the beautiful woman's head shattered into pieces!
And Ning Fan transformed into a giant for a moment. Above the fist light, there was dense ice. He let out a demonic roar and punched out. The sky and earth around the old scholar were covered in ice. His escaping light was even scattered by the ice fist. Abort!
That punch clearly hit the void, but the old scholar only felt that the power of this punch had enveloped it thousands of feet!
His expression changed drastically, he waved the Xuanying Sword, and with a movement of sword energy, he slashed countless sword techniques with lightning speed, turning into circles of sword energy that enveloped his whole body.
Every trace of sword energy was enough to kill Rong Ling easily, but when the sound of breaking ice came, the world shook violently, and all the light of sword energy made a shattering sound and shattered into pieces! Although the old man was not injured, his chest was still shaken by the ice-breaking fist. His energy and blood surged, and his eyes were shocked!
On the other side, the black-armored zombie seemed to be completely unaware of pain. The beautiful woman's fire ruler was struck again and again, but her body was not damaged at all. Her body was terrifying and unparalleled!
Moreover, the strength of this black-armored corpse-refining corpse is really astonishing. Every punch made a loud roar. After dozens of punches, countless cracks appeared on the beautiful woman's fire ruler, and it was about to explode!
Shock! Absolute shock!
Not only were the monks watching in disbelief, but the expressions of the old Confucian and the beautiful woman also changed drastically.
No one thought that Zhou Ming would actually be carrying a refined corpse. The physical defense of the refined corpse was enough to ignore all attacks from masters in the early stages of the Nascent Soul, and its strength was enough to defeat the Nascent Soul invincible!
No one expected that the old Confucian and the beautiful woman would use their trump cards when they first came up, but they were blocked by Zhou Ming with ease and counterattacked. In an instant, it was a draw!
In the realm of silver bones, weird corpse refining... This Zhou Ming, there are so many methods!
The black corpse and the beautiful woman were stuck together, and it was difficult to tell the winner.
Here, Lao Ru and Ning Fan had their third confrontation.
After losing again, the old scholar became even more afraid of Ning Fan. He stared at the nine-foot-nine arrogant giant as if facing a formidable enemy.
Before the giant could use the ice-breaking fist for the second time, the old scholar suddenly slapped his storage bag, and immediately, three top-quality flying swords flew out from the storage bag. Each one was very similar to the Xuanying Sword! Each handle gave Ning Fan's body a sense of crisis!
"Four Swords Xuanying! Swords rule all directions!"
The old scholar pinched it fiercely, and the four Xuanying swords turned into four sword lights, which flickered and surrounded the giant.
This is the sword array!
Once the sword formation was completed, lines of ancient sword energy condensed in the four Xuanying swords, and a trace of Xiao Su's murderous intention escaped from the swords and circled with the clear sky!
That sword energy was as old as the vast earth. The moment it appeared, the heaven and earth within a hundred miles began to tremble.
And faintly, there was a sound like the chanting of swords or the chanting of sutras, whirling in the air.
"The land of four swords, slaying and defeating..."
At the moment when the sword energy appeared, the beautiful woman who was fighting in the distance suddenly had fright in her beautiful eyes, and the black corpse, although it had no intelligence, was still trembling instinctively.
And further away, each monk, facing this ancient sword energy, felt a sense of insignificance, helplessness, and mortality!
Even Ning Fan, who transformed into a giant, looked solemnly, but then sneered.
The four Xuanying swords imitate the Zhuxian sword formation, and among the four swords, there is a Zhuxian sword energy that the old scholar found somewhere...
In the land of four swords, there is no place to kill. With four swords and one kill, the old man, with his peak cultivation in the early stage of Nascent Soul, can even compete with the mid-stage monks without defeat. But this sword energy is of no use to Ning Fan!
At this moment, in Ning Fan's sea of consciousness, the silent sword consciousness seemed to be emitting a resonant sound and pulling force.
His sword thoughts were rolled up and closed, and the four Xuanying swords hanging high in the sky suddenly let out a burst of mournful screams, and each of them had a half-inch crack on the sword body.
In the crack, four ancient sword energies were read by Ning Fan and were immediately inhaled into the sea of consciousness, turning into nutrients for forging sword consciousness.
The sword energy of his sea of consciousness, heaven and earth, became stronger, and even his sword thoughts were faintly strengthened. However, the power of the four Xuanying swords of the old Confucian was greatly reduced after the mournful cry. Without the sword energy of Zhu Xian, it can no longer be urged. Move the sword formation and give the giant a powerful blow!
not understand! not understand! The old Confucian couldn't understand why the sword energy would be taken away from him when the sword formation was ready and he was about to severely injure the giant!
And the sudden appearance of the ink-colored sword thought caused his expression to change drastically, and he suddenly realized that Ning Fan in front of him might have condensed the sword consciousness and sword thought!
"This man actually broke through the sword formation, and even took away my sword energy... In this way, this is the only way I can compete with him! Sacrifice the thunder compass, and lay out the thunder formation!"
The old scholar patted the storage bag and took out dozens of silver array disks again. He opened his hands and each of the array disks floated strangely in front of him. Under the urging of his spiritual thoughts, the formation disks were activated one after another, and one by one they were large Dan-level formations. Silver formations appear one after another in the sky, like the Big Dipper connected in series!
In total, there are 7,749 thunder patterns!
This is the ancient sacrificial thunder array!
This Thunder Sacrifice Formation Disk is actually the old Confucian’s trump card. When the Thunder Sacrifice Formation is completed and thousands of thunders fall, even the early Yuanying monks can kill with one strike. As for the giant in front of him, even if he does not die, he will Seriously injured!
As soon as this formation came out, the monks watching from a distance changed their expressions upon hearing the news, and immediately fled further away!
If the Thunder Sacrifice Formation is activated, any area within a radius of 200 miles may be reduced to rubble by thunder!
"Song Lao! This thing is used to deal with the demon tide, don't touch it lightly!" In the distance, the beautiful woman's pretty face changed color when she saw the old scholar moving the array.
"It doesn't matter, this formation is complete, there will be absolutely no mistakes, and the formation disk cannot be damaged at all. If I use it a little to shock this person, the 'respectful elders' will definitely not blame me... The only pity is that I am present The monks of Yuanjue Valley who are under the golden elixir will all die in the thunder formation, but they are just melting spirits and opening pulses, which are more or less in the rain world, so it’s not a big deal!”
At this moment, the old scholar only saw Ning Fan, and there was nothing else to do.
All because Ning Fan gave him too much pressure!
At this moment, a cold light flashed in the giant's eyes.
The Ancient Thunder Sacrifice Formation... Legend has it that this formation contains the lost magical power of ancient gods and demons - the Thunder Sacrifice Technique. The specifics are unknown.
This formation uses seven as the honor, formation 1 as the spirit, formation 7 as the elixir, formation 49 as the infant, formation 343 as the extreme, formation 41 as the mortal, and formation 1687 as the immortal! Hopefully, the higher you go, the harder it will be to set up the formation...
The old scholar used 49 formations to attack the enemy, and his formation skills were extraordinary! However, his character is too cold.
Once this formation opens, the inner realm will be submerged by the sea of thunder! Many disciples in Yuanjue Valley may not be able to escape the lightning!
The birth and death of Yuanjue Valley has nothing to do with Ning Fan, but at any rate, he obtained the immortal jade from this valley, and this valley eventually formed a cause and effect.
"You passed!"
The giant's eyes were filled with coldness!
The thunder star between his eyebrows flashes continuously!
Its voice sounded like thunder, and above the clear sky, there was thunder!
One way, ten ways, a hundred ways, a thousand ways, ten thousand ways!
In this thunderous sky, the thunder array laid out by the old Confucian, although mysterious, is insignificant in terms of the power of thunder!
And when his eyes fell on the silver star between Ning Fan's brows, he suddenly felt frightened.
"God Star! You are the Ancient Divine Vein!"
"roll!"
The giant roared angrily, and its voice seemed to merge with the thunder from the sky. The voice suddenly had a special meaning, like a thunder that exploded in the hearts of the old Confucian, the beautiful woman, and all the monks who were watching!
It's just like the ancient monks' great magical powers, which follow their words!
Under this roar, the Thunder Sacrifice Formation shattered!
The 49 silver array disks shattered one after another!
As for the old Confucian, his mind was connected to the formation disk. When the formation disk was broken, he was immediately seriously injured and vomited blood. Without ten years of hard training, he would never be able to return to the realm!
roll!
One word, under the power of God, caused the old scholar to feel a sense of humiliation only when facing the old monster who transformed into a god, and his whole body began to tremble involuntarily when he faced Ning Fan.
Ning Fan told him to get out, let the old scholar with a dignified Yuanying cultivation level get out.
But the old Confucian suddenly had an illusion. If he didn't leave today, he would die here!
And when the old scholar saw Ning Fan taking out a blood-colored jade slip in his palm, the feeling magnified infinitely in his heart!
From the jade slip, a raging murderous intent came out, that murderous intent was enough to easily tear the old Confucian into pieces!
"Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming, show mercy! I get out of here right now, get out right now! Fellow Daoist Liu, let's go, let's go quickly!"
At this moment, the old Confucian no longer had the arrogance of raising an army to accuse him before, and he only had the thought of leaving quickly.
This Zhou Ming, no matter his identity or what he did in Wei, it no longer has anything to do with him. In fact, he never wanted to have anything to do with Zhou Ming for the rest of his life.
Without him, this Zhou Ming, in the eyes of the old Confucian, would be simply...unfathomable!
And in his mind, he had a guess about Zhou Ming's identity. Although it was wrong and biased, this guess made him unable to resist the latter even as the envoy of the Rain Palace.
Under the incredulous gazes of all the monks, the two Rain Palace envoys hurried away in great embarrassment...
As for Zhou Ming of Wei State, after this battle, no ordinary Nascent Soul dared to look down upon him!
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The two rays of light fled with their lives. It was not until a few days later, tens of thousands of miles away from Yuanjue Valley, that the old scholar seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and slowed down the rays of light.
"Mr. Song, are we leaving like this?" On the top of the mountain, the beautiful woman regained her magic power and asked.
"If you don't leave like this, why don't you stay in Yuanjue Valley and die?" Song Yi said angrily, still slightly frightened when he thought of Ning Fan's methods.
"Death? Although Mr. Song was injured that Zhou Ming and suffered a slight loss, he is not dead yet. We Yuanying monks have endless ways to save their lives. Even if the physical body is destroyed, the Yuanying can escape. No matter how powerful Zhou Ming is, He may not be able to kill us, and our status is respected as the envoy of the Rain Palace. Even if he can kill, he will never dare to kill..." The beautiful woman said disapprovingly. She asked herself that she was not Ning Fan's opponent, but the Rain Palace God Her status as an envoy made her feel that she was superior to Ning Fan.
"He can't be killed! His methods are weird and unpredictable. The technique for which I am famous, the four-sword formation, was broken by a sweep of his sword thoughts. I trapped him with the Thunder Sacrifice Formation, but he actually used the method of controlling thunder. , broke the formation... And in the end, the jade slip he took out, if I read it correctly, contained the full blow of the monk who transformed into gods... Not to mention, I, even a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, if he is hit by the attack, he will die... !”
The old scholar was still frightened, but he immediately revealed the biggest and wrong guess in his heart.
"If I'm not mistaken, this Zhou Ming may be the descendant of that lord...that lord also has the same surname of Zhou..."
"Who?" The beautiful woman was slightly strange.
"That ruthless man who was born in the Rain Palace and died in the Endless Sea. Even His Majesty the God Emperor is afraid of him... That person's divine vein of thunder condenses the divine star of thunder and controls the thunder... He has the art of sacrificing thunder and is invincible at the same level. He once fought a draw with the three emperors of the Sword Realm with the power of one person... According to legend, ten thousand years ago... Sui Xu was the first person in the Rain Realm!"
"What! Mr. Song said that this person is a descendant of the 'Buzhou Thunder Emperor'!"
"Shh... don't talk nonsense about this matter. You can't talk about it... In short, this matter has nothing to do with us. I am just a little envoy of the Rain Palace, don't get involved in this kind of dispute..."
Song Yi was still frightened and began to fear Ning Fan's methods, strength, and even 'identity'.
Although this identity is simply accidental, Ning Fan's pseudonym is 'Zhou Ming'. That Zhou is just a name picked up in the Demonic Forest, and has nothing to do with the so-called 'Buzhou Thunder Emperor'...
But Song Yi, I am afraid that he will never dare to see Ning Fan again for the rest of his life, for fear that... it will be too terrible...
Compared with the Buzhou Thunder Emperor, the Divine Envoy of the Rain Palace is nothing... What an envoy, he is just a coolie of the Rain Palace!
