Seven days later, Ning Fan wiped out the group of Immortal Burial Cultivators guarding Tianmen No. 1, destroyed the Tianmen, and took away the Star Stone.
On the fifteenth day, the three heavenly gates in the second world were blasted to pieces by Ning Fan one after another, and a broken slave was subdued.
In another month, the four gates of the third heaven were destroyed...
The fourth heaven, the fifth heaven, the sixth heaven...
It has been a year since Ning Fan entered the ancient heaven, and Ning Fan has already reached the twelfth level of heaven.
Thirteen Heavenly Gates were shattered by him one by one. At this moment, Ning Fan was practicing at Heavenly Gate No. 1 in this level of heaven.
He already has 90 black star stones in his hand.
There were seven slaves behind him.
Among them, two, Lu Xiu and Yan Zhenzi, were in the Broken Seven realm, three were in the Broken Six realm, and two were in the Broken Five realm.
Among these people were Jiujie Suixu who had returned to the Immortal Burial Clan, and there were also strong men from the Immortal Burial Clan.
But now, they are just slaves of Ning Fan.
Traveling all the way to the twelfth level of heaven, Ning Fan had killed no less than a hundred people from the Immortal Burial Clan Suixu.
There are countless ways to transform spirits and refine things.
Even so, the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings of the Immortal Burial Clan still did not come forward to hunt down Ning Fan.
But this does not mean that the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings do not bear grudges against Ning Fan.
"Brother Pancake, can I ask you for a few servants to go to the twelfth level of heaven to hunt for treasure..." Mingque asked expectantly.
In the twelfth level of heaven, there are many treasures and more dangers.
In addition to the people of the Buried Immortal clan, there are also monsters and beasts in the Broken Five Broken Six realms.
A ferocious beast of this level cannot be defeated by today's Mingque.
She looked at Lu Xiu and Yan Zhenzi with a smile, and wanted to borrow them and take them with her to hunt for treasures.
Ning Fan still wants to practice here anyway, right?
"Don't leave my side. If the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings suddenly appear, they won't be able to protect you."
"Lend me that big head to play with..." Mingque begged.
"... Big Head may not be able to protect you. You are close to breaking through to Broken Two, and you haven't finished eating the elixir you found during this trip. There is no need to rush to hunt for treasures. The elixir we got along the way is enough for you."
"Oh." Mingque lowered his head in annoyance, took out a potato-like elixir, and gnawed on it.
After a while, I was full and full. Feeling much better, he took out a jade mat, lay on it and fell asleep.
Lu Xiu and others were shocked when they saw Ming Quesheng taking the elixir.
Xindao Mingque is so terrible that his body can directly bear the energy of the elixir. It's terrible.
Looking at Ning Fan again, he was even more frightened.
At this moment, Ning Fan swallowed pieces of star stones, and the star power in his body was invisible, but extremely vast.
Ning Fan continuously changed his finger skills and refined the star stones according to the star palace route in Han Xing's Secret Record.
The refining speed is naturally extremely fast.
"It's unbelievable that Master actually knows the Star Cultivation Technique!" Lu Xiu and others were amazed.
As each star stone was refined, the number of Ning Fan's natal stars gradually increased.
227, 242, 257. 272...
As long as all 90 star stones are refined, the number of Ning Fan's natal stars can exceed a thousand.
By then, the injuries caused by the Suiyi monk's attack can be healed in an instant!
"It will take several days to refine all the 90 star stones..." Ning Fan closed his eyes and silently refined the star power in his body.
...
Each of the first twenty-seven floors has a top-secret forbidden area.
In each forbidden area, one of the nine ancestors and eighteen kings is retreating here.
At this moment, all the nine ancestors and eighteen kings looked gloomy and their faces were ashen.
Intelligence display. There is a foreign monk sweeping across the first twelve levels of heaven.
Most of the Immortal Burial Clan members sent to hunt down this man were destroyed.
This person even seems to have great supernatural powers, able to smash all the gates of the twelve heavens to pieces...
This person captured a total of seven strong men from the Immortal Burial Clan alive and took them as slaves.
This is to the Immortal Burial Clan who regard foreign monks as ants. What a great humiliation!
"Lu Xiu also rebelled! How hateful! It was in vain that I spent a Mysterious Corpse Pill to help him break through the realm!" In the twelfth level of heaven, the seven kings were furious.
He wanted to leave the cave immediately and go to kill Ning Fan who was in the twelfth level of heaven, but the resurrection of the ancestor was so important that he was not allowed to leave.
His voice reached the ears of other ancestor kings through the blood patterns on the ground.
The other ancestors and kings all looked furious. I wish I could tear Ning Fan into pieces.
"Hmph! A mere outsider monk dared to kill my Buried Immortal Clan members and even take them as slaves. What a shame and humiliation!" The Nine Ancestor said angrily in the 19th level of heaven.
"Third Ancestor, there seems to be a Scattered Demon-level Corpse Demon twenty-five days above you. How about sending it out to kill the foreign monk?" the Six Kings suggested.
"Hmph, that San Demon level corpse demon was injured by an unknown San Immortal. He is recuperating in the Corpse Demon Pond and will not be able to fight in a short time." The Third Ancestor said angrily.
"What! A loose immortal rushed to the twenty-fifth level of heaven!" Several ancestor kings were shocked.
"It's not a rush up, it's a rush down... That Loose Immortal came down from the twenty-eighth heaven or above, maybe he is a four-day monk." The first ancestor who had always been silent suddenly said.
"Hmph, so what if the four-day monks! That Loose Immortal has reached the fifteenth day now. I have raised a large number of Void-shattering demonic beasts in this realm of heaven, but he slaughtered them all by himself! How hateful!" The Four Kings! said angrily.
"These foreign monks are too hateful. If the ancient buried ancestor wakes up, I will summon the ancestor to kill all the foreign monks here!" The Nine Kings said coldly.
"These foreign monks can't be arrogant for long. We only have to endure it for another ten years. In ten years, the ancestor will wake up. With his quasi-emperor cultivation, who can be our enemy in the ancient heaven!"
"Ten years, just wait ten more years!"
...
After refining all the star stones, Ning Fan's number of natal stars reached 1680, 18 more than expected.
With a breath of turbid breath, Ning Fan stood up, stars twinkling in his eyes.
All the injuries in the body are healing rapidly.
At this moment, he could be surrounded by Suiyi monks without dying!
Mingque stared at Ning Fan blankly, her mouth closed in surprise.
Standing next to Ning Fan, she noticed that a broken sword wound on Ning Fan's arm was healing at an alarming speed.
She couldn't help but grab Ning Fan's arm, and couldn't help but bite it, leaving a small wound on Ning Fan's arm.
But he saw that the wound had not even started to bleed, but had healed itself in an instant, leaving not even a scar.
Another bite and the wound healed again...
Another bite and the wound healed again...
Ning Fan looked at Mingque speechlessly. He patted her little head angrily and cursed with a smile, "Are you planning to take me as a panacea?"
"I can't bear to eat you! I'm just doing an experiment...Brother Pan, what kind of star technique are you doing? It's much better than the Han Star Secret Record you gave me! I want to learn this!" Mingque grabbed Ning Fan. His arms shook and he begged.
"You can't learn this technique... I was able to master the Black Star Technique only by chance..."
After Ning Fan finished speaking, his brows suddenly wrinkled.
His heartbeat suddenly accelerated without warning, which was a sign that danger was approaching.
He looked at the destroyed Tianmen. Silent.
The danger was coming from the upper level...but the danger didn't seem to be coming specifically to him.
Ning Fan looked at Ming Que beside him, remained silent for a moment, then took out the golden ancient sword and led everyone to fly into the passage behind the Tianmen, arriving at the thirteenth level of heaven.
When we got here, the sense of crisis became stronger.
One month later, all fourteen heavenly gates in the thirteenth heaven were destroyed, and Ning Fan and his party arrived at the fourteenth heaven.
After killing a group of powerful intruders, Ning Fan obtained the map of the fourteenth day and flew towards one of the heavenly gates.
Guarding this heavenly gate. They are three short old men in the Broken Eight Realm.
In addition to the three old men, there are thousands of strong men from the Immortal Burial Clan standing in formation here!
The three old men stood on the top of the sea of clouds, quietly waiting for Ning Fan to arrive.
From the known intelligence, they learned that Ning Fan possesses the strange magical power to destroy Tianmen and should not be underestimated.
Every time Ning Fan reaches the first level of heaven, he must go to all the heaven gates here. As long as they wait here, they will definitely wait for Ning Fan!
If you see Ning Fan, you will kill him!
at some point. All three old men opened their sharp eyes.
At the horizon, a golden sword light instantly spanned thousands of miles and appeared outside the Tianmen!
Above the sword light, there were seven surrenders including Lu Xiu. There is Mingque, a snack foodie who chews on magical medicine and knows the heights of the world, and there is also a young man in white with cold eyes!
At the moment when the sword light arrived, everyone's eyes were focused on the young man in white!
"I and the three of you are subordinates of the Five Kings. Since you are here, there is no need to leave. Get in formation!"
The three old men gave an order, and thousands of Buried Immortal tribesmen immediately held gourd magic weapons, emitted corpse energy from the gourds, and formed a gloomy formation in the sky.
Ning Fan and others are at the center of the formation!
"No! This is the 'Corpse Disintegration Formation' of the Immortal Burial Clan! In ancient times, this formation was originally created by monks to disintegrate corpses into immortals. But throughout the ages, how many people have been able to disintegrate corpses into immortals? Are you stuck here? Almost all of those in the formation will be dismembered and die." Lu Xiu and others exclaimed.
The surroundings were filled with too strong corpse aura, and the corpse aura contained boundless corpse poison.
Even Lu Xiu and other powerful Immortal Burialists who had practiced corpse art did not dare to forcefully shake this corpse energy and contend with this corpse poison.
"The corpse dismemberment formation..."
Ning Fan felt the soaring corpse energy dissipating from the formation, his eyes slightly solemn.
If he has completed his third corpse transformation, there is a very small chance that he will become an immortal with the help of this formation.
Now, if you fall into the formation, you will definitely have a near-death situation. The only way is to break this formation before it is completely formed!
The key to this formation is the Corpse Qi Transformation Formation. As long as the Corpse Qi is taken away, the formation will collapse without attack.
"swallow!"
Ning Fan opened his mouth and swallowed, and all the corpse energy in the sky was swallowed into his belly. The formation diagram under his feet gradually dimmed and finally disappeared without a trace.
The thousands of Immortal Burial warriors who formed the formation all changed their gazes at the moment the formation broke. They suffered heavy backlash, and each of them retreated in the sky.
The three old men's eyes were all gloomy, but they were not surprised.
They had no hope of destroying Ning Fan with just one formation. As expected, if they wanted to kill Ning Fan, they would need to take action themselves.
The two old men on both sides remained indifferent and took a step back, clasping their fingers together.
The breath of the two people weakened rapidly, and they began to fall towards the Broken Six Realm.
The old man in the middle, Sui Ba, suddenly gained momentum, and his cultivation reached the peak of Sui Ba in an instant.
"All of you, please retreat, I am enough here!"
The old man stepped on the sea of clouds and walked towards Ning Fan step by step. He sneered, "My surname is Chen. You must remember to be a sensible person!"
laugh!
The figure of the old man surnamed Chen suddenly disappeared from the place the next moment. Appear next to Mingque!
He grinned, revealing his white teeth. With his eyesight, he could already see that Mingque was a pill demon!
Alchemy. It is of great benefit to the resurrection of the ancestor!
He began to somewhat understand why Ning Fan would attack the bald man in the first heaven.
It must have been that the bald man noticed the identity of the Ming Que Dan Demon and wanted to rob it, so he was killed by Ning Fan.
"I accept this elixir demon without any courtesy!"
The old man surnamed Chen grabbed it with his big hand and grabbed Mingque next to him.
At this moment. A golden vortex suddenly appeared at Mingque's feet and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The next moment, Ming Que appeared in Ning Fan's arms. Ning Fan gently put him down and stopped him behind him.
"Ning didn't want to take action against the Immortal Burial Clan. You, the Immortal Burial Clan, are the ones to blame for all this! Come on!"
At Ning Fan's order, Lu Xiu and other seven powerful men all took action and used magic weapons to hit the old man named Chen.
The old man surnamed Chen's eyes flashed slightly, considering his current cultivation level. It is not easy to block the attacks of Lu Xiu and other seven powerful men at such a close distance.
The figure swung forward, lowered the ancient sword, opened the distance, raised his fingers and blocked the attacks of the seven magic weapons one by one.
Lu Xiu and others also jumped off the ancient sword, controlled the magic weapon and fought with the old man surnamed Chen.
The old man surnamed Chen had a cold look in his eyes, grabbed the clouds with his big hand, and scolded, "You evil beast. Why don't you come out to help in the battle!"
At the command, a giant toad beast measuring 30,000 feet suddenly flew out from the lower level of the sea of clouds.
The toad's cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the eighth level of Sui Xu, and was only a hair away from Sui Jiu.
The old man surnamed Chen jumped back. Stepping on the giant toad's body, he looked at Lu Xiu and others coldly and ordered,
"Cooperate with me to perform the art of rotting and killing, do you hear me!"
Roar!
The giant toad beast roared loudly in response to the request of the old man surnamed Chen.
The old man surnamed Chen made a secret with his ten fingers. The corpse energy around him is rising step by step.
The giant toad beast opened its huge mouth and spewed out poisonous mist that covered the sky and the sun.
When the corpse energy merged with the poisonous mist, the old man surnamed Chen's finger skills suddenly changed, and a terrifying aura shot out from his eyes.
"Immortal magic, rotten killing!"
The green light suddenly dispersed, and for a moment, Lu Xiu and others all showed signs of despair.
Magic, magic!
Even if the seven of them tried their best, they couldn't stop this magic!
All seven people looked at Ning Fan. In their opinion, if there was anyone here who could block this magical technique, it would probably be Ning Fan.
After all, Ning Fan's magical powers are all astonishing, so he probably has some trump card that can block the magic.
"Haha, you who are about to die, remember, my surname is Chen." The old man surnamed Chen sneered, sitting cross-legged on the top of the toad, waiting for Ning Fan and others to be corroded and killed.
Ning Fan's hand was already on the magic sealing bag.
Neither the old man named Chen nor the giant toad beast can be defeated by him...
"Big head, take action!"
"I'm not a big head!"
A demonic roar suddenly swept across the sky, and all the green light in the sky was shattered in an instant!
A magical mist rose into the sky, transforming into a huge monster.
Scatter the demon!
Sanmo blew with a big mouth, and all the poisonous mist in the sky was blown away.
His eyes coldly glanced at Lu Xiu and the others, as well as the monks from the Immortal Burial Clan, and finally landed on the old man surnamed Chen and the giant toad beast.
Lu Xiu and others looked surprised and happy!
Their master really has a way to resist the magic!
Sanmo, actually Sanmo!
Their master actually took a loose demon as a slave!
Even the San Mo are Ning Fan's slaves. It's not too frustrating for them to be Ning Fan's slaves!
"What! It's actually a loose demon! Not good!"
The old man surnamed Chen looked shocked. In the next moment, he was seriously injured by Sanmo's punch.
"Why are you surprised? Are you surprised to see that I have a big head?"
puff!
The old man surnamed Chen received a furious punch from San Mo, and his soul was almost shattered by the punch.
His body became unstable and the toad's head fell down. His body was invaded by the magic mist that dispersed the demon. His breath could not be restored for a while, and he could not use any magic power.
"In an instant... in an instant... in an instant..." He took out a jade slip and prepared to crush it.
It is a teleportation jade slip that can teleport a billion miles in an instant. It is a treasure of escape.
San Mo sneered and punched out, directly smashing the jade slip of the old man named Chen and severely damaging him again.
After two punches fell, the old man surnamed Chen was already dying!
He looked at San Mo approaching step by step in horror. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't use his magic power.
Sanmo grabbed the old man surnamed Chen into his hands, looked at the old man surnamed Chen very seriously, and asked seriously, "Do you think my head is big?"
"I...I don't know..."
"Damn it! How dare you say you don't know!"
Bang!
The old man surnamed Chen, a generation of strong Broken Eight, even used secret techniques to reach the peak of Broken Eight, but was shot into countless blood mist by San Mo with his hands clasped together.
At the moment when Sanmo attacked the old man named Chen, Ning Fan had already ordered Lu Xiu and others to surround and suppress the remaining Buried Immortal clan members.
The two old men from Broken Eight had used secret techniques, and their cultivation level had dropped to Broken Six. It was not difficult for Lu Xiu and others to kill them.
He himself did not kill anyone, and always protected Mingque.
There was always a trace of uneasiness in his heart, which told him not to leave Mingque's side for even half a step.
"Master! What should I do with this little frog? Should I bake it and eat it?"
San Mo knocked down the giant toad beast with just one punch and asked Ning Fan.
The giant toad beast was trembling all over when facing Sanmo.
It looked at Ning Fan in fear and roared a few times. The roar seemed to say that it was willing to join Ning Fan and beg Ning Fan to spare its life.
Without saying a word, Ning Fan sent out his spiritual thoughts and planted a demon ban on the toad, thus subduing this extremely ferocious beast.
On the other side, Lu Xiu and others also wiped out thousands of Buried Immortal clan members here. Among the two Broken Eight Old Men, one of them preferred death to surrender and was killed.
One person was willing to surrender, but Ning Fan planted the forbidden thought.
Even when he was restrained, Ning Fan always remained vigilant.
He could have a premonition that there was an enemy lurking not far away from him, and that enemy was the source of his uneasiness.
"Master! This time, my subordinates are convinced by you. Even a Sanmo can be taken as a slave, and that's a Sanmo!"
Lu Xiu and others were amazed.
The Sanmo-level old monsters are all at the level of the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings.
This kind of person is arrogant by nature. How could he be willing to be a slave unless he really had to?
Ning Fan can even subdue loose demons, Ning Fan is so powerful.
"Um."
Ning Fan just responded casually to everyone's compliments and flattery.
He glanced around coldly, and suddenly, with warning signs in his heart, he suddenly took up the golden ancient sword and flew away thousands of feet into the distance with the bright bird.
And where he originally stood, a middle-aged Sanxian appeared and looked at Ning Fan in slight surprise.
"Oh? He is a vigilant boy, and he can also tame a loose demon as a slave. No wonder he can turn the Immortal Burial Clan upside down."
The next moment, the middle-aged Sanxian suddenly showed his murderous intent and said, "But if you want to be an enemy of our Alchemy Sect, these are not enough. Hand over the Alchemy Demon behind you, and I will spare your life. I will only give you three breaths. Consider time! These three breaths are still based on your dispersing demons! However, if you really piss me off, I will kill you to dispel demons, but it may not take too much effort!"
This loose immortal comes from the Dan Sect!
Its target is Mingque! (To be continued.)
