Ning Fan seems to have realized something, using the word "incarnation". In fact, that word "transformation" has many changes in the existence of the truth.
Some old monsters who are proficient in the magical power of incarnation can use the art of transformation to turn into a fly or a flower, hiding their body.
There are also old monsters that can transform into ferocious beasts and gain strength far beyond their original form.
Incarnation Incarnation is actually a technique of physical transformation.
Ning Fan made his body turn into nothingness, which was actually a change.
But if you only know this kind of change, you will not be able to defeat the incarnation of young Mo Zhong.
He took a breath, took a step forward, and transformed into a black body. His black hair grew longer and danced in the wind, and strange lines appeared on the left side.
His expression was cold, without any emotion, and his eyes flashed with a glimmer of sword light.
He could not steal any of the nine incarnation changes of young Mo Zhong.
But Ning Fan has realized that his incarnation actually has a change in itself.
"Is it an incarnation that combines spiritual thoughts and soul? It has cultivated to the state of self-healing incarnation, but if you are not proficient in transformation, your magical power will be slightly inferior...destruction!"
The nine giant beasts made indifferent sounds at the same time, and in the next moment, they all launched their strongest attacks.
Either spitting flames or inciting hurricanes, magical powers hit Ning Fan one after another. Each magical power was comparable to the desperate blow of Monk Wenxu.
Ning Fan didn't hide or avoid, he just closed his eyes.
Everything is forgotten in the mind, even the sound of the wind is forgotten. He seemed to be no longer him, but a sword...
"Today, I clearly understand the art of transformation of the incarnation. This is the first transformation of my incarnation...the sword body!"
laugh!
At the moment when the nine attacks were about to make his golden body, Ning Fan's body rolled up in black mist and transformed into an ancient black sword hanging high in the sky.
The ancient sword was broken again, and it was broken into nine black swords, which were slashed at the nine fierce beasts.
Ning Fan's ancient demon realm has improved, and his spiritual consciousness has also improved. On the verge of breaking through, ask the virtual level divine thoughts.
Although the power of the Nine Black Swords is slightly inferior to the Nine Beasts, its momentum is stronger than the Nine Beasts.
Because the entire body is transformed into a sword. Abandoning defense and change, only the ultimate attack remains. Above these nine swords, there is an aura of dying together, which is not comparable to the nine beasts.
boom!
As they attacked and collided with each other, the nine beasts were stabbed with countless wounds by the sword light, and one beast was killed directly.
As for the nine black swords transformed by Ning Fan, not one of them was broken, but three of them were covered with cracks.
This time it was a confrontation. It’s hard to tell who wins and who loses.
The Nine Swords and Eight Beasts were once again fighting together, and the waves of the clashing waves shook the sea of blood below.
One after another, the ferocious beasts died. The black swords were broken one after another.
Of the nine ferocious beasts, only one giant python remained, and of the nine black swords, only one remained unbroken.
The giant python transformed by Mo Zhong wrapped around the sword, and the python's mouth spurted out balls of venom. Trying to corrupt the Black Sword.
The black sword refused to dodge, letting the venom corrode it without even trying to defend itself.
All the energy gathered on the sword edge and sharply slashed. Cut the giant python into two pieces!
puff!
The young man Mo Zhong exited the incarnation. All nine of his incarnations were destroyed and severely injured.
Ning Fan was left with only one broken sword incarnation, and he also exited the transformation slightly, his aura slightly sluggish.
According to common sense, Mo Zhong's incarnation should be stronger than Ning Fan.
But what Ning Fan changed was a sword that only attacked but did not defend. In a desperate effort, he suppressed Mo Zhong's momentum and killed nine of Mo Zhong's incarnations.
Mo Zhong's black eyes were solemn. He asked himself that in the early days of the Barbarian Demon, there was absolutely no such powerful aura as Ning Fan.
Before Suixu, he had a smooth journey without many bumps. He had few opportunities for life and death killings, and his momentum was not as good as Ning Fan's.
Ning Fan has experienced blood for a long time and has a desperate ruthlessness. The transformation into a giant sword that only attacks but not defends is in line with his style.
Especially at the last moment, he would rather fight and be seriously injured than kill the giant python. If his sword light is even slower, he will be completely dissolved by the venom...
"This kid's ruthlessness is incomparable to what I used to be...but the outcome has not been decided yet!"
The young man Mo Zhong took a deep breath, raised his fingers, and streaks of golden magic fire wrapped around his fingers, like a golden wrench.
Pointing at Ning Fan, the finger shot out and turned into a huge flame ring, like a giant's fire ring.
A ring of fire, like a fire ring, surrounded Ning Fan in the center, a total of one hundred and eight layers.
Each ring of fire is enough to burn, kill and see through the void.
The ten layers of fire ring can kill anyone.
A hundred layers of fire ring, capable of killing and conquering the void!
The young man Mo Zhong changed his finger skills, and the essence merged into the flames. The power of the golden flames increased, and all the fire rings began to shrink toward the center.
"Void Technique, the Technique of Flame Ring!"
Ning Fan took a deep breath. This Flame Ring Technique was indeed a high-grade mortal magic martial art, and it was somewhat unusual among the top-grade mortals.
With this flame ring technique, young Mo Zhong can kill ordinary Chongxu.
If it were any other monk in the second level of the Golden Body, he would definitely not be able to compete with the 18th Layer of Flame Ring!
But Ning Fan is different!
A vortex of flames rose from his palm, and a vast suction force came from the vortex. His right eye crazily imitated the magic martial arts of the young Mo Zhong.
Standing among the many golden flame rings, Ning Fan was unscathed, and the golden flame immediately began to tremble when Ning Fan glanced at it.
The flames were trembling, because in the eyes of the flames, Ning Fan at this moment was the emperor in the fire!
Ning Fan took a step forward, and a sea of fire suddenly split into two from the middle. The Flame Ring technique was destroyed without any attack!
Pushing the fire-harvesting technique to the extreme, Ning Fan used the power of the Sun and Moon Monument to suck all the young Mo Zhong's golden flame into the Yin-Yang Lock.
"This is...the ancient fire-harvesting technique! Misstep, I didn't expect you to have Yin-Yang Lock..." The young man Mo Zhong recognized this technique and frowned deeply.
The next moment, Ning Fan activated the black fire demon fire, and the nine black dragons merged with the golden flames. He pointed with his backhand, and his movements were exactly the same as Mo Zhong's.
"Void Technique, the Technique of Flame Ring!"
The 18th Layer Flame Ring Fire Sea was returned to Mo Zhong by Ning Fan.
The other 18 layers of black flame ring were performed by Ning Fan himself.
Surrounded by 16 layers of flame rings, the young man Mo Zhong was startled. He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, waved his palms to disperse several layers of fire, and used some kind of secret defense technique to try to escape from the fire.
Ning Fan had already expected that Mo Zhong would not be able to challenge the Flame Ring technique. Instead, they will choose to retreat.
He made a backhand palm, and a sea of fire suddenly turned into a huge fire palm, hitting Mo Zhong's vest.
"Void technique. Three fire palms!"
The fire palm came too suddenly, beyond Mo Zhong's expectation. Caught off guard, he was hit on the vest by Fire Palm, and his injuries immediately worsened.
After finally escaping from the sea of fire, he looked at Ning Fan standing on the sea of fire, feeling slightly frightened.
Although he saw that Ning Fan had practiced the Yin-Yang Transformation, he did not guess that Ning Fan had the Yin-Yang Lock.
The ancient Yin Yang Lock is a rare imperial treasure. The Sun and Moon Monument is sealed in it, and it can restrain the scorching sun in the world.
In the ancient times of chaos, I don’t know how many immortal emperors were killed and how many masters were suppressed by using the Sun and Moon Tablet.
Mo Zhongruo knew about the existence of Yin-Yang Lock. He will definitely not use the Flame Ring technique.
However, he could not deny that even without the Yin-Yang Lock, Ning Fan could easily block his attack with the secretly learned Flame Ring Technique.
Ning Fan's fire control skills were extremely sophisticated, having been honed through countless elixir refinings, and were far superior to the young Mo Zhong.
Playing with fire with Ning Fan. It's an act of asking for trouble.
The young man Mo Zhong mobilized his energy to suppress the injury, and his whole body gradually exuded a hint of royal aura.
Above his fist light, a royal energy began to emerge, and his fists could shatter mountains and rivers.
Take one step. With one punch, he unleashed the unparalleled imperial energy and unleashed the Demonic Palm of Punishment.
Ning Fan had already learned this technique in the second level, but he didn't know that this technique could also incorporate imperial energy.
He also drew out a royal energy in his body and used the Demonic Palm of Punishment.
Both of them successively used 18 levels of Imperial Qi palm seals to attack each other. Young Mo Zhong was not physically weaker than Ning Fan, but after fighting for hundreds of rounds, he couldn't gain the slightest advantage.
The young man Mo Zhong released a stream of essence at will, turning into demonic mountains that towered over Ning Fan's head.
Ning Fan opened and closed his movements widely, smashing countless magic mountains at will. He took one step forward, and two golden shadows of his self appeared behind him and attacked Mo Zhong's vest.
The two golden shadows were only at the golden body level and could not attract Mo Zhong's attention. They were killed by Mo Zhong using his methods, but they succeeded in distracting Mo Zhong's attention.
At the same time, Ning Fan released murderous demonic power, which distracted Mo Zhong for a moment.
Taking advantage of this moment, Ning Fan suddenly grabbed Mo Zhong's wrist, and with a shock of energy, he shattered Mo Zhong's wrist bones and arm bones, first destroying one of his arms!
Without giving Mo Zhong a chance to heal his wounds, Ning Fan grabbed it with five fingers and used the dragon tearing moon technique, tearing out five moonlight beams from the sky that fell heavily on Mount Tai, and scratched out five blood marks on Mo Zhong's chest that were deep enough to show the bones.
puff!
Young Mo Zhong lost an arm in pain and was hit in the chest and abdomen again. He was seriously injured and his energy was gone. He looked at Ning Fan in shock, his defeat was revealed.
Seeing Ning Fan rushing towards him without giving him any chance to breathe, Mo Zhong gritted his teeth, and the power of his artistic conception spread out like ocean waves.
"Li Guang Seal!"
It was a golden artistic conception, as dazzling as the sun, but the rays of brilliance were spread like waves by Mo Zhong, forming a sea of light, drawing Ning Fan into the sea of light.
"Is it the art of artistic conception?"
Ning Fan was slightly surprised, but not surprised.
Mo Zhong would use the art of artistic conception to slow down Ning Fan and restore his energy when his energy was sluggish. It was also a wise move.
If Ning Fan's prediction is correct, Mo Zhong's artistic conception should be that of Li Guang, a ray of light at dawn.
Immersed in the sea of light, Ning Fan felt that all his mana and energy could not be mobilized at all, and they were slowly being sealed by the sea of light.
The only thing that can be mobilized is the power of artistic conception of memories.
Mo Zhong's Liguang artistic conception is quite powerful, at least it is a first-grade demonic intention.
But Ning Fan's artistic conception is even more powerful, it is the second artistic conception!
Light can turn into darkness, but memories are indelible.
A black chill flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, and black snowflakes suddenly fell in the sea of light in all directions.
There was a flash of reincarnation power in his eyes.
A flash of memory and persistence flashed through his heart.
That is the determination to freeze everything! If reincarnation takes away Ning Fan's last trace of warmth, then Ning Fan will regret reincarnation!
"With a finger of wind and snow, reincarnation will be frozen!"
Sizzle!
Pieces of golden sea of light were frozen one after another.
In an instant, the entire ocean was frozen into a huge piece of black ice!
Following Ning Fan's pointer, the sea of light that had been frozen into ice suddenly shattered into countless fragments.
puff!
The art of artistic conception was broken, and the young man Mo Zhong felt a pain in his consciousness. He took a few steps back and coughed up blood. He half-knelt on the ground and looked at Ning Fan with a hint of frustration.
He lost...
"Junior, you passed the third test..."
