In the vast sea of clouds, a golden sword light rushed towards the nearest Tianmen with a speed comparable to that of a Sanxian.
According to what the bald man said, it would take half a month to reach Tianmen with Ning Fan's Liu Shao Escape Speed.
But if he transforms into a Loose Immortal Escape Speed, he can reach that Heavenly Gate in only seven days at most.
It had been three days since the bald man and others were killed.
Along the way, whenever anyone from the Burial Immortal clan noticed Ning Fan's whereabouts, they immediately sent out a signal and launched an attack on Ning Fan without saying a word.
In three days, Ning Fan killed thousands of powerful immortals, all of whom were powerful above the gods.
Sui Xu also killed three people. These three Sui Xu's cultivation levels were not high, and they were only at the first or second level.
"Brother Pancake, there are still treasures in many places in the first heaven. Why don't you go look for them..." Ming Que said with some annoyance.
"Go and pick up whatever comes along the way, throw away whatever doesn't come along the way." Ning Fan shook his head.
He learned from the memories of the Buried Immortal clan members he killed that not only the First Heaven Realm, but also all the Buried Immortal clan members had been mobilized in the previous twenty-seven days.
These Immortal Burial Clan members were ordered to kill all foreign monks they encountered.
The Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings seemed unable to escape and did not come forward to chase Ning Fan.
Even so, the Immortal Burial Clan should not be underestimated...
It is said that within the Buried Immortal Clan, there are still some corpse demons with loose immortal cultivation sealed away, all of which were transformed from the corpses of ancient immortals...
Under this situation, Ning Fan was naturally not in the mood to hunt for treasures, and just wanted to kill Thirty-three people as soon as possible.
The more members of the Immortal Burial Clan he killed, the stronger the corpse energy in Ning Fan's body became.
This corpse energy merges into Ning Fan's body, prompting Ning Fan's corpse demon body to slowly move towards the third corpse transformation...
Suddenly, the ancient sword's escape light was repelled by a finger light and stopped in the sky.
In front of the ancient sword, a big man in red robe with an evil smile on his face, followed by dozens of Immortal Burial Clan's Transformation Gods and Void Refiners, blocked Ning Fan's path.
"Hehe, I am really lucky to meet two foreign monks. One is Shaiyi and the other is Shailiu. Huh? The one with Shaoliu seems to be a monk from the Rain Realm."
This big man in red robe does not look like a member of the Immortal Burial Clan. There is a vague firepower flowing in his body.
His name was Yan Zhenzi. He was a monk from the Fire Realm sixty thousand years ago.
That year, he entered the ancient heaven as a broken man to seek opportunities. Unfortunately, he was captured by the Buried Immortal tribe, planted a ban, and was taken into the tribe as a slave.
There are many opportunities in ancient heaven. Although he was reduced to a slave, his cultivation level has improved all the way. Sixty thousand years later, he is already a Broken Seventh cultivator.
It seems that in order to win over Yan Zhenzi, the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings erased Yan Zhenzi's mind ban, restored his freedom, and allowed him to continue to serve the Immortal Burial Clan as the elder of the guest.
There are not a few old monsters from the nine realms like Yan Zhenzi who have become slaves of the Immortal Burial.
Yan Zhenzi looked at Ning Fan with a sneer.
In his opinion, the Rain Realm has always been the weakest among the Nine Realms. Although Ning Fan is Broken Six, he seems to have broken through not long ago, and his combat power is not much higher than expected.
As for Mingque, who had broken a level of cultivation, Yan Zhenzi didn't take it into consideration at all.
"Hehe, this little girl is good. She is full of vitality and can be used as a cauldron. Boy, give this girl to me, and I will leave you with a whole body!"
Yan Zhenzi's sneer didn't stop, and his eyes suddenly looked horrified.
But he saw that Ning Fan had no intention of talking nonsense with him. He directly used the Incarnation Soul Extraction Technique, raising his cultivation level to the peak of Broken Seven in an instant.
Lifting his finger, an extremely huge golden vortex appeared at the feet of Yan Zhenzi and everyone else.
The dozens of powerful men from the Immortal Burial Clan were instantly sucked into the whirlpool hollow sky. He let out a shrill scream and turned into blood.
Yan Zhenzi's feet were trapped in the golden vortex, his body kept sinking, and he couldn't get rid of the whirlpool technique at all!
A careless move and Ning Fan was instantly killed!
Faced with the overwhelming evil aura in Ning Fan's eyes, Yan Zhenzi only felt that his knees were weak...
Ning Fan's evil aura was too powerful. How many Suixu must be killed to have such a powerful evil spirit!
"He...is he really a monk from the Rain Realm? I never expected that such a powerful demon would appear in the Rain Realm today!"
"Hateful! I have finally cultivated to the Broken Seven Realm. How can I die here? I am not willing to do so!"
Between life and death, Yan Zhenzi's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "If fellow Taoist is willing to be merciful, I am willing to let fellow Taoist plant the restrictions and serve fellow Taoist as my master!"
"Oh? You want to take me as your master?" Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly.
He will ascend one day. If he ascends, the strength of the Rain Realm will be greatly reduced.
If we can subdue some strong men from the Immortal Burial Clan and bring them back to the Rain Realm, it will actually increase the strength of the Rain Realm...
With this thought in his mind, Ning Fan slowed down his finger movements, and his spiritual thoughts spread out like a tide, submerging into Yan Zhenzi's sea of consciousness.
Naturally, this was to plant a taboo on Yan Zhenzi.
Yan Zhenzi did not dare to make any resistance. At this moment, he just wanted to survive. Even if he was a slave, he would accept it.
If he really had any guts, he would not have been a slave to the Burial Immortal Clan in the first place.
After thinking about the Forbidden Seed, Ning Fan withdrew his swirling sky technique, stood on the tip of the sword, and said coldly to Yan Zhenzi, "Come up, stand behind, don't be an eyesore!"
"yes."
Yan Zhenzi let out a long sigh, jumped up to the tip of the sword, and stood at the hilt, not daring to look at Ning Fan.
As for the idea of harvesting the bright sparrow to make a cauldron...he didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Ning Fan threw out a lot of fairy jade, started the ancient sword to gallop again, and asked Yan Zhenzi coldly, "Are you originally a monk from the fire realm?"
"yes."
"How many monks from the Nine Realms are there like you who serve the Immortal Burial Clan?"
"There are still 29 people, all of whom are of Broken Void cultivation. A total of 22 people below Broken Five have not had their mental ban revoked. Only those above Broken Five will be looked down upon and have their mental ban revoked."
"Is it..."
Ning Fan's eyes flickered, and those whose thoughts were still lingering were not within his control range.
In addition to Yan Zhenzi, there are six Nine Realm monks above Broken Five who can be conquered.
Ning Fan thought about it again, not necessarily only the cultivators of the Nine Realms can be subdued. If they meet the Immortal Burial Clan members above Broken Five, what's the harm if they are subdued!
Those who do not surrender will be killed!
"Master, do you want to enter the second world through Tianmen No. 2?" Yan Zhenzi gritted his teeth and asked respectfully.
"yes."
From the memory of the bald man, Ning Fan already knew that the Tianmen of each level of heaven were numbered by the Buried Immortal Clan.
"No. My subordinates suggest that the master should go to Heavenly Gate No. 1. Although Heavenly Gate No. 1 is farther away, it is safer. The person guarding Heavenly Gate No. 2 is an old monster from the Buried Immortal Clan who is at the peak of Shattered Seventh. He is proficient in the art of the five elements. Very powerful." Yan Zhenzi suggested.
Now Yan Zhenzi has been planted with Ning Fan by Ning Fan, and Ning Fanruo dies. He will die together. He and Ning Fan were like grasshoppers on the same rope, both prospering and losing.
In his opinion, Ning Fan is powerful. But he may not be able to defeat the old monster at the peak of Broken Seven.
Even if you can win, you will probably suffer serious injuries, which is really not worth the gain.
Now the entire Immortal Burial Clan is hunting down foreign monks. If Ning Fan is injured, it will naturally be more dangerous.
"There's no need to take a long way around. Just go to Tianmen No. 2! You don't need to say anything. If you want to overpower the enemy, what should you do?"
"This subordinate should kill powerful enemies for the master..." Yan Zhenzi sighed.
"As long as you know!"
Ning Fan glanced at Yan Zhenzi coldly, and without saying another word, he activated the golden ancient sword and galloped all the way.
Four days later, a huge gate as high as the sky appeared far above the sea of clouds!
The Tianmen is black, very ancient, but extremely strong. If the Immortal Burial Clan does not open the door. Even the Immortal of Life cannot destroy Tianmen.
Outside the Tianmen, there were hundreds of strong men from the Immortal Burial Clan guarding the place. Their cultivation was above that of the Transformation God.
There are five Broken Void monks, two Broken Three, one Broken Four, and one Broken Five.
The last person has the cultivation level of Broken Seven Peak. Although his body is thin, his whole body is shining with the light of the Five Elements.
This person's name is Lu Xiu, and he is considered a top figure among the Immortal Burial Clan.
He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a five-colored short sword beside him.
When the golden sword light controlled by Ning Fan came. All the Immortal Burial Clan members here looked up to the sky and shouted, "Foreign monks, kill them!"
Lu Xiu suddenly grabbed the short sword and stood up suddenly. He held up the five-colored short sword and sneered.
"Foreign monk, die!"
The five-color short sword slashed in the air and split into five sword lights of different colors, striking towards Ning Fan's head.
Ning Fan put away the ancient sword and escaped from the light, but had not yet made a move. Yan Zhenzi had risen into the air and blocked the five-color sword light.
He was already Ning Fan's slave, so he naturally needed to show his loyalty properly.
Ning Fan's slightly threatening question still echoed in his ears. If he encounters a strong enemy, he must go all out to fight for Ning Fan...
"Void Technique, Ten Directions Suzaku!"
Yan Zhenzi stood in the air, made a hand seal with his ten fingers, and countless firelights flew out of his body, turning into extremely huge Suzaku shadows.
These Suzaku phantoms were made of flames. Once they appeared, they immediately hit the five-color sword light, trying to burn out the sword light.
Lu Xiu's eyes were filled with anger. How could he not see at this moment that Yan Zhenzi had betrayed the Immortal Burial Clan and became Ning Fan's slave.
The five elements of light entwined between his fingers, and he made a fierce seal. The five-color sword light immediately turned into a giant, sweeping across all directions, easily killing the phantoms of the Suzakus.
Lu Xiu pointed again, and the five-colored swords slashed at Yan Zhenzi.
Yan Zhenzi gritted his teeth, his belly bulged slightly, and he opened his mouth and spurted out the fire of the soul that filled the sky.
His face turned pale rapidly, and it was obvious that this magical power consumed a lot of money.
Under the burning of the soul's fire, the golden sword light in the five-color sword light was incinerated.
But the remaining four-color sword light was not afraid of Yan Zhenzi's soul fire. It crossed the many fire walls and instantly struck Yan Zhenzi's chest.
Yan Zhenzi's eyes were filled with fear, and he was about to be killed by the sword. At this moment, a golden vortex suddenly appeared under his feet and rescued him.
The next moment, a golden vortex appeared out of thin air on the ancient sword, and Yan Zhenzi stumbled onto the ancient sword, narrowly escaping.
"Thank you Master for the rescue..." Yan Zhenzi showed a complicated expression.
"Fire magic is not how you cast it."
Ning Fan did not use the Incarnation Soul Extraction Technique. He only relied on Broken Sixth Cultivation to rise from the sky. Every step he took was life and death, and every step was followed by life and death!
"Life and death follow each other! Master's understanding of life and death is so high!" Yan Zhenzi was shocked.
"Oh? Life and death follow each other. If I kill you, refine you into a pill and swallow it, I wonder if it will improve my understanding of life and death."
Lu Xiu snorted disdainfully, changed his finger gestures, and the golden sword light that had been burned appeared in the sky again.
He raised his hand and pointed at Ning Fan, and the five-colored swords slashed towards Ning Fan.
"Master, don't underestimate the enemy, this sword's light is very powerful!" Yan Zhenzi was a little worried. He knew that Ning Fan's full combat power could be promoted to the peak of Broken Seven.
But at this moment, Ning Fan did not use his full combat power, and only used his Six-Six Cultivation to resist the five-color sword light. This seemed to be a very arrogant act.
"Do you underestimate the enemy..."
Ning Fan looked at the oncoming golden sword light, raised his hand and grabbed it, and with just one grasp, he shattered the golden sword light!
Another grab. Catch the blade of fire. Grab it again, and grab the sword light that breaks the water.
The remaining pieces of wood, earth, and sword light were easily broken into pieces by Ning Fan.
The five sword awns were broken, and the short sword magic weapon showed its original shape. It was easily captured by Ning Fan.
With just one touch of the palm, all the power of the five elements in Dan Ge was destroyed, and all the power of this treasure was lost!
"How is that possible! He is not a body-refining person from the seventh level of Nirvana, so why would he dare to grab the Five Elements Saber with his hands!" Lu Xiu's eyes trembled.
Why?
Because Ning Fan is the Little Five Elements Body, and the Little Five Elements Body is already complete!
Below the life immortal. Who can hurt Ning Fan with the skills of the Five Elements!
"If the monks here become my slaves, they will survive!"
Ning Fan raised his hand and pointed, and a force of five elements emitted from his body, immediately opening a huge small five element barrier around Tianmen.
This is an extra magical power that comes after the completion of the Little Five Elements.
In this small Five Elements Barrier, except for monks who are several levels higher than Ning Fan, no one can use the Five Elements magical power!
Lu Xiu has been studying the art of the five elements all his life, and most of his magical powers are in the art of the five elements.
Living in the Small Five Elements Barrier, almost all of Lu Xiu's magical powers were sealed. Unable to cast.
Five Elements Spirit Equipment, Five Elements Magic Weapons, Five Elements Secret Techniques...all of them cannot be used!
He has cultivated five souls in total, and each of the five souls occupies a line. When the souls are combined into one, he has reached the peak of Broken Seven.
Now in the Small Five Elements Barrier, his cultivation level was sealed bit by bit and he continued to decline.
Broken Six, Broken Five, Broken Four...all the way down to the realm of Broken Xu First Level!
"Little Five Elements Body! Perfect Little Five Elements Body!" At this moment, Lu Xiu was afraid.
With Suixu's first-level cultivation and ordinary magical powers that he is not good at, there is no possibility of defeating Ning Fan. The only option is death!
He mastered the Five Elements. For monks of the same level who specialize in one line of work, they can almost win with certainty, but against someone like Ning Fan who masters all five elements, there is no chance of winning!
Slavery or death...
Lu Xiu hesitated. Ning Fan didn't give him much time to think about it, and gave him direct instructions.
Countless golden whirlpools immediately appeared above the sea of clouds. Every member of the Immortal Burial Clan who was sucked into the whirlpool was killed instantly!
Those who were not killed were because Ning Fan did it deliberately and temporarily trapped these people with the swirling sky technique. Trying to break down Lu Xiu's psychological defense.
"Elder Lu, how can we, the Buried Immortal Clan, be slaves to a mere outside monk? Even if we die, we cannot surrender!" a Broken Three Old Monster roared angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was sucked into the golden vortex and died instantly.
Lu Xiu's body trembled, showing a look of horror. If he didn't surrender, would this be his fate?
"Elder Lu, the seven kings have been as kind as a mountain to us. Even if we die, we will not betray the Immortal Burial Clan, right!" A Broken Four old monster looked up to the sky and laughed.
The next moment, he was sucked into the golden vortex and fell...
Lu Xiu's face turned pale, and his psychological defense was crumbling bit by bit.
The screams of the Burial Immortal tribe did not arouse his bloodiness, but aroused his cowardice.
He was afraid...
"I surrender! Please master, please plant a mind ban on me. From this day on, I, Lu Xiu, will no longer be a member of the Buried Immortal Clan, but just a slave of my master!" Lu Xiu gritted his teeth.
"very good."
Ning Fan spread out his spiritual thoughts and planted the forbidden thought in Lu Xiu's sea of consciousness, controlling his life and death in his hands.
Then he said coldly to Lu Xiu, "Kill all the enemy cultivators here by yourself."
Lu Xiu's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"
Ning Fan removed the Small Five Elements Barrier, and Lu Xiu's cultivation level rose all the way to the peak of Broken Seven.
His eyes showed a fierce light, his heart was cruel, and five-colored lights shot out from his eyes, sweeping away the monks here one by one and turning them into ashes.
The storage bag and Dao Fruit were all put away and handed over to Ning Fan.
There are still countless storage bags and Dao fruits in Ning Fan's vortex, but there is no need to rush to collect them.
"The second person."
Ning Fan murmured to himself, flicked his sleeves, and refined the essence and blood of the corpses on the ground into blood beads, which were sent to the cauldron world and sent to the place of Nieli.
After collecting the golden ancient sword, Ning Fan and Mingque walked side by side to the Tianmen, followed by Yan Zhenzi and Lu Xiu.
Yan Zhenzi and Lu Xiu looked at each other. A moment ago, they were fighting for life and death, but now, they are both servants of Ning Fan...
The fate of life is really disappointing...
Ning Fan's eyes fell on the black Tianmen, and he vaguely felt that this door gave him a strange feeling, but he couldn't explain why.
He put his palm on the Tianmen and pushed it, but found that he could not push the Tianmen open with his own strength.
But there is Xutian's order. It seems like getting through this door is a breeze...
"The formation disk that opens Heavenly Gate No. 2 is in my hands. I will open Heavenly Gate for my master."
Lu Xiu took out a formation disk from his sleeve and was about to activate it, but was stopped by Ming Que.
"Wait a minute! There is a treasure in this Tianmen! Brother Pancake. Take a closer look, there is really a treasure in this Tianmen!"
Mingque regained her pink fist and punched the Tianmen. Naturally, she couldn't break the Tianmen.
She looked annoyed and sighed. "I can't take this treasure away, it's of no use to me... Forget it, I don't want it."
"Uh... what kind of treasure can be found in Tianmen?" Lu Xiu and Yan Zhenzi both looked confused.
Ning Fan frowned, pressed his palm on the Tianmen again, closed his eyes, and felt it carefully.
He felt that this Tianmen gave him a strange feeling before, but now that Mingque reminded him, he naturally had to investigate it carefully.
Time passed by, and Ning Fan never opened his eyes, but his expression became more and more solemn.
After a long time. He suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and grabbed it. Xia Huang Sword was in his hand, and he used the Ten Thousand Swords Style to stand on the Tianmen with one sword.
This sword is very powerful, enough to kill Broken Five cultivators instantly, and it can also severely damage Broken Six cultivators.
But this sword only made an almost undetectable crack on the Tianmen.
Above this crack, a black star suddenly flashed.
The next moment, the crack disappeared...
"Master, do you want to destroy the Heavenly Gate? You must know that even the Immortal of Life cannot destroy the Heavenly Gate..."
Yan Zhenzi and Lu Xiu shook their heads slightly in disapproval. The next moment, both of them looked shocked!
But he saw Ning Fan's palm suddenly flashing with black star power, and he grabbed it towards Tianmen.
As soon as he grabbed it, countless star marks immediately appeared on the Tianmen.
Subsequently. There was a black star stone flying out from the Tianmen!
The next moment, the Tianmen, which even the Immortal of Life could not smash, collapsed!
"Broken... Broken! The master actually smashed the Tianmen, this, this..." Both Yan Zhenzi and Lu Xiu were shocked beyond measure.
Even if the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings abandoned him. It can't even destroy a single heavenly gate.
Could it be that Ning Fan alone is stronger than the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings!
"Wow! Brother Pancake, you are so awesome!"
Mingque looked at the black star stone in Ning Fan's hand, with little stars shining in his eyes.
She could see that this black star stone was a treasure, but it seemed useless to her. What a pity...
"I didn't expect that in the Tianmen, there would be the black star power left by the Emperor of Heaven..."
Ning Fan felt the majestic star power in the star stone in his palm, and his eyes were shocked.
If he refines a black star stone, he will have at least fifteen more natal stars!
This black star stone is condensed by the star power of the Emperor of Heaven.
When the Heavenly Court still existed, the Heavenly Emperor used star power to transform the Heavenly Gate. Even if the Heavenly Gate was attacked, it could heal itself.
Heaven was destroyed, but this gate still existed, but no one could take out the star power within it.
Even if the door is blown to pieces, it cannot be taken out. Only those who practice the Black Star technique can obtain its star power.
In today's era, Ning Fan is the only one in the world who has mastered the Black Star Technique!
Ning Fan made some calculations and found that there were two heavenly gates on the first level of heaven, three on the second level, and four on the third level.
Based on this calculation, from the first day to the 32nd day, there are a total of 560 heavenly gates.
If there was a black star stone in every heavenly gate...
560 black star stones can create a total of 8,400 natal stars!
Ning Fan has cultivated a total of 212 natal black stars so far. If he can get all the star stones here and refine them...
Protected by hundreds of natal black stars, it can survive the siege of Qiuxu.
Thousands of natal black stars protect the body, and it can survive the siege of Shaiyi.
Thousands of natal black stars protect the body, and it can be besieged by ordinary natal immortals without dying.
8612 natal black stars are almost enough to survive the siege of scattered immortals!
"Brother Pancake, are we going to the second level of heaven now?"
"No, let's go to Heaven Gate No. 1 in the First Heaven Realm! Although it will take more time, if we can get enough black star stones, the difficulty of killing for thirty-three days will be greatly reduced!" (To be continued! .)
