Ascension Tower, 35th floor.
Yun Youmu's expression was very complicated.
The moment he saw Xia Huangjian, he finally understood why he felt so familiar with Bai Mu.
Where is the white wood? It's clearly Ning Fan!
The appearance can be disguised, the aura can be changed, and the cultivation level can be fabricated. Only the Xia Emperor Sword, but there is no way it can have an identical second sword...
To kill King Lanling, Ning Fan used the Emperor Xia Sword.
In the battle with Yun Xiaoxiang, Ning Fan also used the Emperor Xia Sword.
Yun Youmu had seen this sword twice at close range, and it was absolutely impossible to admit it. This sword still gave him a lingering feeling of fear.
"Bai Mu is Ning Fan, Ning Fan is Bai Mu... Rain Emperor Ning Fan actually sneaked into the demon world. Is he one of the helpers that the Young Master of Shenxu Pavilion has found? If possible, I really want to tell He Daozi that this person should not be underestimated Look, it's a pity...I can't say...I can't tell anyone, Ning Fan's identity..."
Yun Youmu smiled bitterly.
He couldn't help but recall Ning Fan's meaningful smile when he came to this cave.
Judging from Yun Youmu's city, it was natural that Ning Fan deliberately let him know his identity.
Ning Fan expected that Yun Youmu would not dare to reveal his identity.
After all, Ning Fan has planted a demon ban on Yun Youmu and can control Yun Youmu's life and death at will.
If Ning Fan dies in danger, Yun Youmu, who was planted with a demon ban, will also die. His master will die and his slaves will be destroyed.
If Yun Youmu offends Ning Fan, Ning Fan can kill Yun Youmu with just one thought.
"Even my father is no match for him. I'm afraid He Shixiu is no match for him."
...
Ascension Tower, 29th floor!
The person who is in charge of this cave is the leader of the Moyang clan, Lord Motian!
This man is wearing a large sheepskin cloak, with two curved horns on his head, and a white beard that reaches the ground and is tightly closed. Adjusting the breath in the cave.
He has the cultivation level of the second level of Shattering Void, and he is also proficient in the two major Shattering Void magical powers of incarnation and soul extraction.
His Last Sheep incarnation is extremely difficult to deal with and has the strange ability to absorb other people's demon power.
He is not very accomplished in the art of soul extraction, but he can still increase his demonic power by nearly 10%.
If it’s the second cultivator who doesn’t know his background. He would often drain all his demonic power and defeat him calmly.
This person is not weak in the second level of Sui Xu.
"There are less than four hours until the end of the competition... It's a pity that I'm not strong enough to seize the first twenty floors of the cave. It seems that I have no chance with Yuan Qing Dan..."
While sighing, Lord Motian suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a sharp gaze.
Then, Wei Wei snorted with disdain.
"Hmph, who is this boy? With Sui Xu's level one cultivation, you want to come and seize my cave! In the demon world, except for a few Sui Yi monks, no one has ever dared to despise me like this!"
Lord Mo Tian's face was gloomy, and his whole body suddenly turned into a white light, and he flew out of the cave in an instant. Appearing in the vast desert outside the cave.
His old and turbid eyes stared straight ahead.
In that direction, a young man in white clothes was walking step by step, building momentum with every step he took!
"White Feather Clan, Bai Mu." The young man said his name calmly, without any nonsense.
He could tell at a glance that the Mo Tianjun in front of him was an old monster who had a very high self-esteem. He will never give up the cave easily, he can only win it in a fight.
"Moyang Clan, Motian Lord!"
Lord Mo Tian also has no intention of talking nonsense.
After announcing his name, Lord Mo Tian suddenly swayed and transformed into the incarnation of Mo Sheep.
His body was slightly taller and his robe disappeared. It has gray fur like a monster all over its body.
"The art of incarnation..." Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.
With just one glance, he could see that there was something strange about this incarnation of the Last Sheep, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was.
"You have to be careful when dealing with it." He was already on alert, paying attention to all the changes around him.
"Soul-draining!"
Lord Mo Tian grabbed the earth with one claw and pulled out the earth soul from the earth. Swallow.
After swallowing the earth soul, his demonic power immediately increased by as much as 10%, and his aura became much stronger.
"Void technique, swallow sheep!"
Lord Mo Tian's eyes suddenly turned sharp, he made a hand with his fingers, and a huge purple-horned sheep appeared behind him.
And in an instant, the entire cave sky began to shake strangely.
Countless wriggling white threads suddenly pierced the ground and entangled themselves towards Ning Fan!
The white line moved extremely fast and could even teleport. Ning Fan hurriedly escaped and escaped from the spot. When it appeared in the sky, its hands and feet were still entangled by some white threads.
The moment his hands and feet were entangled with the white thread, Ning Fan immediately felt that his mana began to flow away rapidly, and it was sucked away by the white thread.
"Swallow, swallow, swallow!"
Lord Mo Tian showed a rather proud look. Any Suiyi monk who was entangled in his Mo Sheep's Thread would be unable to escape and would eventually be drained of all demonic power.
This thread is not afraid of being chopped by ordinary swords, nor is it afraid of being burned by ordinary spiritual fire. Normal means cannot break this thread.
It's a pity that Lord Motian doesn't know that Ning Fan can have as many extraordinary means as he wants.
"The Moyang Clan's secret technique of suppressing the clan...the art of swallowing sheep..." Zhou Nan, who followed quietly, sighed softly.
When he was young, he fought with the Moyang tribe and suffered a lot in this technique.
"If Bai Mu can't handle this technique, I will help him."
Just as this thought arose in Zhou Nan's mind, the next moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"This is... such a strong flame! It can even burn out the thread of the Last Sheep!"
But when he saw Ning Fan, who was entangled in the white thread, his whole body was suddenly burning with black magic fire that soared into the sky.
The grade of this black magic fire has clearly reached the seventh level of high grade!
This is a flame formed by the fusion of twenty-four types of heaven, frost and earth fire, and is blended with many other spiritual fires and cold energies.
This level of fire ranks first in the rain world. Although it may not necessarily top the demon world, it can still be ranked among the top three in the demon world!
With Zhou Nan's eyesight, he could naturally tell that this fire was not any flame he knew.
In this case, this fire must be a special flame created by Ning Fan using special techniques.
"burn!"
Ning Fan recited just one word, and black fire immediately burst out from his body, burning tens of thousands of miles above the desert, and the sea of fire spread to the sky!
Countless threads of the last sheep were all burned to ashes in the black fire.
With Ning Fan's current cultivation level and the ability to use yin and yang fire, the two monks are no match for him!
If Ning Fan's cultivation level reaches a few more realms, reaches the realm of Shattering Void Fourth Heaven, and controls this fire, he can directly rival the Rain Emperor with this fire!
"Such a strong flame! No wonder this guy, even though he is in the Shattering Realm, dares to come and seize my cave. It turns out he has something to rely on... However, I also have a way to break your flames and swallow the fire gourd. Take it!"
Without saying a word, Mo Tianjun offered a flaming red gourd.
Once this gourd is lifted up, billowing flames will immediately enter it.
The sea of fire that stretched across the entire cave gradually began to weaken.
Ning Fan glanced at the fire-eating gourd. This gourd was a middle-grade magical weapon with the ability to suppress fire.
With Shaoxu's first level of cultivation, he could not use the demonic fire against the power of this gourd.
His eyes gradually became cold, and black energy wrapped around his body. He took a step forward and transformed into a black-clothed body.
The spiritual thoughts have not entered the second level of Sui Xu. Ning Fan's change of incarnation did not increase his cultivation as huge as before, but it was not small either.
He once again pointed his fingers, touched the fragmented void, and grasped it with five fingers. Pull out the soul of the void and swallow it into your belly.
In an instant, the momentum of his Sui Xu First Level skyrocketed, breaking through the Sui Er realm, and heading towards the Sui Er peak. He was still only a hair away from reaching the Sui Third level.
"You still can't use these two great magical powers to break into the Broken Third Realm. But it's enough to deal with this person...Fen!"
Ning Fan's aura at this moment was more powerful than Mo Tianjun's aura.
As soon as his finger gestures changed, the demonic fires sucked into the gourd immediately became violent and tried their best to burn the fire-eating gourd.
As the aura of the caster increases, the power of these demonic fires naturally increases significantly.
One breath passed. The fire-eating gourd looks like a piece of red-hot iron, with a dazzling red glow.
After two breaths passed, the fire-swallowing gourd began to sizzle without a slight explosion.
Three breaths!
The fire-eating gourd suddenly cracked and shattered.
At the moment of fragmentation. The black fire turned into a fire dragon and flew out from the cracks in the gourd, burning the remains of the gourd into ashes!
"Gourd, my gourd!" Lord Mo Tian's expression changed drastically.
He never expected that Ning Fan was also proficient in the art of incarnation and soul extraction.
He never expected that Ning Fan could draw out the void soul, and his skill in this technique was even higher than his!
He didn't have time to think more, because with Ning Fan's finger, nine black fire dragons were already shaking the sky and the earth, roaring and attacking!
"Fellow Taoist, stop it, I admit defeat!"
Lord Motian didn't care about the gourd, so he directly borrowed Earth Escape and fled away, not daring to withstand the attack of the nine fire dragons.
Even though he escaped in a hurry, he still suffered a lot of burns.
This was because Ning Fan was merciful. If not, Lord Mo Tian would have been severely injured by the Yin and Yang Fire that Ning Fan unleashed with all his strength.
Seeing Mo Tianjun escaping, Ning Fan did not chase him. He took back the magic fire and stepped into the cave. He borrowed the Yuanhuang Jade to watch the enlightenment in the cave.
There are already 471 patterns of life and death on the soul. As the Tao enlightenment becomes deeper and deeper, it is impossible to increase the number of Tao patterns with ordinary Tao enlightenment.
Fortunately, the design of the Immortal Ascension Tower is inherently more profound than the previous level.
In this way, after walking through the five hundred floors of the cave, the number of Dao patterns will definitely exceed 500.
"He actually won so quickly!" Zhou Nan's eyes were shocked.
In his opinion, Ning Fan, who used the power of soul extraction and incarnation, might not be defeated even if he fought against the three old monsters.
Maybe...it's unknown if Ning Fan can get to the first twenty floors of the cave!
"If I am only in the Broken Third Realm, I may not be my opponent... Based on this, I may really be able to reach the top twenty levels!"
After watching the Tao Enlightenment, Ning Fan didn't stay for a long time, and flew towards the 28th floor with a flash of light.
Using yin and yang fire to attack the enemy consumes a lot of mana. If it is just a battle, that's it. In situations like this, it is not suitable to continue to use yin and yang fire.
Ning Fan patted the storage bag and took out the Emperor Xia Sword.
The sword was cold, and the heartbeats of the five people could be heard slightly.
That was the heartbeat of five little sword spirit girls, hiding in the sword, trying to help Ning Fan control the sword.
"Come out, now I can control this sword calmly. From today on, you don't need to stay in the sword body."
Ning Fan said with a slightly distressed expression.
He knew that with the Five Sword Spirits' cultivation, it was actually very difficult to control this sword. It was a hard and tiring job.
In the past, there was no choice but to leave this hard work to five little girls.
Now that Ning Fan's combat power is fully activated and he has developed the sword intention of Emperor Xia Sword, he can still wield the sword calmly even without the help of the Five Sword Spirits.
In this case, there is no need to burden the Five Sword Spirits.
"Wow! Xiao Fanfan doesn't want Jingjing. Jingjing is so sad!" The first sword spirit left the sword body in tears and ran back to the sword bag.
"Wow! Xiao Fanfan doesn't want Momo. Momo is even more sad than Jingjing!" The second sword spirit returned to the sword bag in tears.
"Wow! Xiao Fanfan doesn't want Shuishui, Shuishui won't be with you anymore! Humph!" The third sword spirit ran back in tears.
"Wow! Xiao Fanfan doesn't want Huahua. Huahua will never do this or that with you again!" The fourth sword spirit ran back to the sword bag talking nonsense. She seemed to have never done anything with Ning Fan.
"Woo...Woo...Woo..." The little stutterer couldn't hold back the sentence at all, so he burst into tears and burst into tears.
From the sword bag, five little girls could not stop crying.
Ning Fan stopped his escape and rubbed his head as he felt a slight headache.
He just wanted the Five Sword Spirits to rest. The Five Sword Spirits seemed to have misunderstood that he was abandoning them...
Do these five little girls have glass hearts, so fragile...
"I will not abandon you." Ning Fan explained helplessly.
Children always need to be coaxed.
"Really!" The crying stopped, and the little girls became lively again.
"Really... why don't you guys take a nap and stop making trouble?"
Ning Fan issued an order. The five chatterboxes immediately shut up and went to sleep.
After comforting the five little girls, Ning Fan continued to fly to the 28th floor.
Sitting on the 28th floor is an old demon monk wearing cassock.
This person is a meditator, and there are many types of meditators.
Some people temper their bodies. Powerful enough to defeat gods and demons. Some people hone their magical powers, and Sumeru breaks through all kinds of magic. Of course, there are also people like this person who have karmic obstacles in practicing swordsmanship.
This demon monk has a blood-red flying sword on his lap.
He closed his eyes and fell into concentration, his mind as calm as water, but at a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. With blood in his eyes, he praised coldly with a hoarse voice.
"What a powerful evil spirit! What a strong sword intent! What a powerful demon!"
The demon monk suddenly stood up, made a clasped hand with one hand, and held the blood sword upside down with the other hand, and walked out of the cave.
In the far distance of the cave, there is also a young man in black. Holding a golden sword in hand, he walked towards him step by step!
The evil aura in the young man's eyes was earth-shattering.
The strength of the sword all over the young man's body was shocking.
Every step the young man takes is brewing the power of his sword. Every step can create golden ripples on the earth!
"Are fellow Taoists coming to rob my cave?" the demon monk asked coldly.
"Yes!" Ning Fan, dressed in black, spoke like gold, the evil aura in his eyes slightly dissipated, replaced by the pure golden sword light.
"Defeat me, and the cave will be yours!" The demon monk felt heavy pressure from Ning Fan's body.
Although he is a monk in the second level of Sui Xu, Ning Fan's aura at this moment is still better than his, just a little short of being able to enter the third level of Sui Xu!
"as you wish!"
Ning Fan's pace gradually slowed down, but his sword power became stronger and stronger.
He is trying to assume Yun Tianjue's identity.
In his mind, the endless sword techniques of Ten Thousand Sword Styles echoed repeatedly.
Wanjian Style is the Shattering Void Sword Technique, one of the three major sword techniques of Yuntian Jue.
Ning Fan has gradually cultivated enough to fully unleash the full power of the Ten Thousand Swords Style.
With the Emperor Xia Sword and its sword intent, coupled with the Ten Thousand Sword Style, he was confident that he could defeat two groups of cultivators with one sword!
"We can't wait any longer! When his sword power reaches its peak, I must defeat him! Blood Lotus Style!"
The demon monk raised his sword fiercely, and the bloody sword spirit flew around his body, and the phantom of a huge bloody Bodhisattva appeared behind him.
The Blood Bodhisattva stepped on the blood lotus, and as the demon monk moved his sword, the blood lotus began to wither piece by piece.
With each lotus petal that withered, the demon monk's sword glow became stronger.
At this moment, the demon monk's flying sword flashed with bright red blood, and there was even a trace of the smell of blood and the fragrance of lotus.
The entire cave space suddenly began to tremble violently, as if it was about to collapse.
The demon monk suddenly raised his blood sword, and the blood sword suddenly turned into hundreds of millions of blood lights, exploding from the center like a lotus flower in full bloom.
Hundreds of millions of sharp sword lights struck down, as if cutting Ning Fan into pieces.
Ning Fan sighed. With this monster monk blocking him, he would not be able to complete the nine steps and raise his sword power to its peak.
Even so, this sword style is enough to defeat this monster monk with one sword!
Ning Fan's eyes flashed with sword light, and his whole body seemed to turn into an eternal sword at this moment!
He raised his hand fiercely, holding the Emperor Xia Sword, and pointed towards the sky.
Immediately... he struck down with a sword!
The whole world seems to be still, as if only the power of this sword is left!
The sky in the cave space was dyed pure gold by the sword light in an instant!
golden sky. Suddenly, like rain, countless golden sword lights fell from the sky!
One way, ten ways, a hundred ways. Thousand Roads!
Thousands of ways, one hundred thousand ways, millions of ways, tens of millions of ways!
In the end, tens of millions of sword lights turned into billions of sword rain at one point!
Ning Fan assumed the identity of Yun Tianjue because he wanted to understand the essence of Wanjian Jue.
Then, he abandoned the sword style of Yun Tian Jue, leaving only the essence and turned it into his own Ten Thousand Sword Style.
Actually. In the sword demon inheritance of Yun Tian Jue, the sword styles should be performed differently by different people.
In the past, Ning Fan just kept imitating Yun Tianjue's sword style, but after all, it was not Ning Fan's own sword style.
this moment. Only Ning Fan can truly display his Ten Thousand Swords Style!
When the sword fell, the whole world seemed to be silent, and the pieces of blood lotus sword light were submerged and crushed by the golden sword rain.
The golden sword rain slashed down on the ground, destroying the entire cave into ruins, except for the cave.
The old demon monk seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own heartbeat, and his eyes were filled with shock.
When the golden sword rain that covered the sky and the earth came down. He could only activate the Blood Lotus Sword Light to protect his body.
This rain of swords from the sky gave him the feeling of being too dangerous!
laugh! laugh! laugh!
The blood lotus sword light was broken one after another, and countless golden sword rain penetrated the demon monk's body, causing him serious injuries.
Ning Fan still had to be merciful, otherwise even if the sword power was not at its peak, it would still be enough to kill the demon monk with one sword.
puff!
The demon monk glanced at Ning Fan in shock. With a bitter smile, he passed out and fell to the ground.
Ning Fan didn't take another look at the demon monk, and entered the cave with his sword. After dozens of breaths, he flew to the 27th floor.
behind him. Following the rain of billions of golden swords, when it entered the 27th floor, it almost scared the old monster Sui Er who was sitting in the cave on the 27th floor to death.
"What a strong sword light, I am no enemy of this person! But running away without fighting is not the principle of my life. This battle cannot be avoided!"
The broken old monster held a precious fan and magic weapon. He raised his hand and raised it towards the sky, knocking it down on Ning Fan's head. There was a faint sound of falling mountains and rivers.
This fan is called the Mountain and River Fan, and it is considered a good magic weapon, but it cannot stop the rain of billions of swords!
Ning Fan defeated the old demon monk and brought his sword power to its strongest level!
He waved his golden sword, without even looking at the precious fan, he raised his hand and struck out with the sword.
One sword...thousands of swords fall!
The sword rain was like a waterfall, and the treasure fan was no match for the sword rain. It was instantly shattered and its power was destroyed.
The old monster Broken Er was directly swept to the ground by Ning Fan's sword, half-kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, but he was not dead.
As the sword rain fell, the earth in the cave was still crumbling, and countless mountains were flattened by the sword light.
The old monster Sui Er sighed, stood up, and gave Ning Fan a small fist.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for showing mercy!"
Then without any pause, he turned into light and fled towards him, but he no longer dared to compete with Ning Fan for the cave.
"Even if I am the Broken Third cultivator, I may not be able to take this man's sword... I am no match for him... ugh..."
26 floors, 25 floors, 24 floors, floors...
Ning Fan went down all the way, and every monk who encountered the Broken Second Realm was defeated with one sword!
Every time a person is defeated, his sword power will be strengthened by one point.
In the Broken Er Realm, no one can stop his sword!
He stepped on a billion sword rain, finally walked out of the cave on the first floor and flew towards the 22nd floor.
The person sitting on the 22nd floor is a monk from the third level of Shattering Void!
Ning Fan knows where his bottom line is.
The battle of Broken Three will be a hard fight.
...
Outside the Ascension Tower, when Bai Mu's name appeared on the demon tablet, countless monks were stunned.
The second cultivator in the Ascension Tower has been defeated by Ning Fan alone!
And Ning Fan is still heading towards the 22nd floor, trying to challenge the broken three monks!
"Is Patriarch Bai Mu really just a first-level cultivation of Sui Xu..."
Countless low-level monks call Bai Mu consciously with the word "ancestor". They are already in awe of the word Baimu!
Emperor Yuan and other demon emperors locked their spiritual thoughts on the demon stele one by one, wondering if the cave on the 22nd floor would also change hands...
Under normal circumstances, monks from the first realm of Sui Xu cannot fight against Sui Sanyi, but Ning Fan is strong enough to sweep through Sui Er realm, so it may not be impossible to defeat Sui San...
The Ape King and the hundreds of powerful men he brought with him all had gloomy eyes.
"This...what is going on!"
Tan Zixin came to Tianyuan North City at the right time and came under the Shengxian Tower.
She only glanced at the demon monument, and for a moment, she stayed where she was.
"Layer! Bai Mu is so powerful that he can win the cave on this level! This... how is this possible... Didn't he ask the Xu monk why he could defeat the broken Xu monk..."
"This girl doesn't seem to know. Old Ancestor Bai Mu is not asking about Xu Xu's cultivation level, but is in the realm of the first level of Sui Xu, and his strength is very powerful, enough to sweep through the two groups of Sui Xu cultivators... Tsk tsk tsk, after today, Bai Mu Lao The ancestor must be famous in the demon world!" A low-level monk who did not know Tan Zixin's identity explained to Tan Zixin.
"What! Bai Mu is Sui Xu!"
Tan Zixin was extremely shocked at first, and then showed an expression of joy.
If Ning Fan really has the ability to break the void, if he really has the ability to reconcile yin and yang, not only can grandpa's injuries be completely cured, but he will also have a little more hope of becoming an immortal...
"I don't know how Uncle Zhou's investigation is going... I hope Bai Mu is the person I'm looking for, I hope everything goes as I wish... I really don't want to see grandpa die..."
