Under the True Illusion Altar, there is an ancient blood pool with numerous seals.
The blood pool contains the remnant souls of a billion true dragon demon cultivators, providing energy for the blood pool and warming a colorful light at the bottom of the pool.
These remnant souls all have empty eyes, and most of them are in the first step of cultivation. There are only 6,000 remnant souls with the second step aura.
Since the first world war, every time a powerful member of the True Dragon Clan dies in the Wild Ancient Territory, a trace of his soul will be collected into the blood pool.
This blood pool is called the Ancestral Soul Pool, and it is the place where the True Dragon Clan warms and nourishes its secret treasure!
As the ancient blood pool was unsealed, a colorful light flew out from the bottom of the pool.
The demon cultivator couldn't see clearly what the light was. The moment the light rose into the sky, there was immediately a terrifying aura that captured people's hearts, pressing down on the entire Altar of True Illusion!
On the altar of true illusion, there was a straw man impaled, and his body was extremely bloody. Three feet away from the straw man, stood an old man with purple hair and dragon horns, who was the Poison Dragon Ancestor.
Behind the poisonous dragon ancestor, there are still more than a hundred dragon demon cultivators guarding this place, all of them have the second step of cultivation. But at the moment when the momentum came, all the demon cultivators, except the Poison Dragon Ancestor, turned red, and felt the weight of being suppressed by the mountain. They all knelt down towards the light, and the pressure was slightly reduced.
The pressure continued to spread towards the entire Muxue Barbarian Territory. The demon cultivators in this area, whether they were True Dragon tribe members or not, could not bear the pressure and knelt down in the flying snow.
"Is this the pressure of the spirit of the ancestral bow? It's really terrifying!" Countless demon cultivators lowered their heads in fear, not daring to look at the light.
Even the Poison Dragon Ancestor, who was cultivated as an Immortal, did not dare to be disrespectful at all when looking at the light.
The Poison Dragon Ancestor, who had always been arrogant, actually bowed to the ground towards the light and said respectfully,
"The younger demon cultivator Poison Dragon Son, please ask Zu Gong to show up!"
"Hmph! Do you want to use my power to kill people again? Think about how glorious I was back then, following the ancestral dragon to conquer the world, and all the people I killed were immortal cultivators from all ages. Now there are only spiritual bodies left, and I kill all the juniors who have crossed the truth and Shekong. ..Loneliness is like snow, my life is really as lonely as snow!”
Above the snowy sky. The colorful light faded away, revealing a dragon-horned long bow covered with purple-gold scales. The bow resembled a crescent moon, inlaid with several gem-like dragon beads, but the bowstring was silver. There was a flash of cold light.
The one who spoke was surprisingly the dragon-horned long bow. Upon hearing Longjiao Longbow's emotional words, Du Longzi smiled bitterly, but did not dare to interrupt casually.
"Hey, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll help you once! Junior, do you know what it costs to borrow my power!"
"After this person is shot and killed, I will sacrifice a thousand human female cultivators and throw them into the ancestral soul pool for the ancestor to enjoy!" Poison Dragon Ancestor replied respectfully.
"Hehe, you are really sensible!"
The dragon-horned long bow stopped talking. The bow trembled slightly and immediately lost its ability to float and fell downwards.
The Poison Dragon Ancestor did not dare to neglect, and immediately bent his palm to catch the long bow. When he looked at the straw man again, his cold light was revealed!
"Ghost-faced kid, today is the day you die!"
"One reality and one illusion...the candle dragon appears!"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor holds a bow in one hand and performs a seal with one hand, chanting something in the air above the snow. Immediately a shadow of a million-foot-long ice dragon appeared.
The cold air emanating from the phantom caused the entire Tuxue Savage Territory to freeze three feet deep.
With each breath, there was a majestic pressure. In front of this phantom, any demon cultivator seemed so small.
The ice dragon's cold demonic aura spreads out of the Mu Xue Barbarian Territory. And spread all the way towards the entire wilderness.
At this moment, snowflakes began to fall across the entire Forty-Two Savage Territories.
In the Tiandu Barbarian Domain, Immortal Lord Liuhe raised his eyelids, but shook his head disapprovingly, and said to himself, "The candle bow has appeared... That Wuming Shekong, I'm afraid he will die..."
On another low hill nearby, Immortal Miaoyin has already set up an altar, holding a yellow paper fairy talisman in one hand and an acquired peach wood sword in the other, with a dignified look in his beautiful eyes.
"Du Longzi decided to use the candle bow...I wonder if I can stop him from killing people with my magical powers..."
Among the five realms of the God Clan, countless four-day monks walked out of their caves and looked at the flying snow in the sky with shocked eyes.
There is no snow in the south. If the flying snow appears, the candle bow will definitely come out and kill people with seven arrows!
"Hey, it seems that the unknown senior's annihilation of the Poison Dragon Guard angered the Poison Dragon Ancestor... As soon as the Seven Arrows Book came out, that senior She Kong was in danger..."
In Mulan City, Ning Fan, who was cross-legged to refine the power of true illusion, suddenly opened his eyes and naturally sensed the strange phenomenon of flying snow outside.
"The Seven True Seven Magic Arrows... are coming!" Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, and he walked out of the cave, leaving Liu Yan and Xian Loli in the city, while he set up a golden rainbow and flew to a skeleton in Gouchen Manchuria. Wasteland everywhere.
What's coming is impossible to avoid!
Here he is, facing the Poison Dragon Ancestor's Seven Arrows Book!
This is a confrontation, a confrontation between Ning Fan and the Poison Dragon Ancestor, spanning countless barbaric realms!
"The Arrow Book Appears!"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor took out a jade album from his storage bag, offered it to the sky, and performed a one-handed magic change.
There are only seven pages in that jade book, and each page contains a colorful arrow, which can be used with the dragon-horn longbow to kill people across thousands of realms!
"Ghost-faced kid, suffer death!"
The furious voice of the Poison Dragon Ancestor spread throughout the Muxue Barbarian Territory. With a move of his palm, a page of the jade book immediately turned into a colorful arrow that alternated between empty and real, and flew into the hands of the Poison Dragon Ancestor.
When the silver string opens, real illusions come to life, colorful colors appear, and murderous intent comes!
Facing the Blood-stained Grass Man, the Poison Dragon Ancestor bent his bow and fired an arrow. The colorful arrows shot out from the string, piercing the Blood-Stainless Grass Man. In an instant, the arrow light disappeared.
Ning Fan, who was far away in Gouchen Manyu, instantly sensed an unprecedented sense of crisis.
A dark space crack suddenly opened in the snowy sky above his head, and a colorful arrow shot out of the sky.
At the moment when the colorful arrow light came, Ning Fan felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, as if he was not facing an arrow shadow, but a giant dragon overlooking the people!
The arrow light came so fast. Before Ning Fan could react, he felt pain in his chest, which had been pierced by the arrow light.
The moment he was hit by this arrow, Ning Fan's face immediately turned pale, he vomited blood and retreated.
Ordinary Duzhen and Shekong, if they are hit by this arrow, they will be seriously injured even if they are not dead. But Ning Fan was not Du Zhen. Although the arrow caused him injuries, it was not as severe as expected.
"Black Star Technique!"
Ning Fan raised his hand and pointed toward the sky, and eighty-three thousand pitch-black stars immediately appeared in the snowy sky.
Under the bath of black starlight, the blood hole on Ning Fan's chest healed little by little, and the injury healed instantly.
However, within its body. But there are streaks of colorful light raging, left behind by the colorful arrows.
For the real immortals who cross the real bridge, the seven-colored light is extremely lethal and can collapse the real bridge. Destroy humanity and take lives.
But for monks like Ning Fan who have never been to the real bridge, it does not cause much harm and only makes Ning Fan feel a little dazed.
"What a powerful arrow... If I had entered the Realm, even if I didn't die from this arrow, I would still be seriously injured and on the verge of death!"
Ning Fan looked solemnly and glanced around, but did not find the colorful arrow that penetrated his body.
This arrow has returned to the Poison Dragon Ancestor's hands, just like a Taoist soldier, it can be retrieved with a single thought.
The arrow had escaped, but bursts of fairy music suddenly spread in the snowy sky, and a giant shadow of a thousand-handed god appeared, raising his hand to grab the arrow in the direction where it had previously been shot.
Ning Fan's eyes changed slightly...this celestial music, this phantom of a god. It seems that it was used by a powerful monk to protect himself...
"It's the breath of the Eternal Immortal Lord, coming from the direction of the Tiandu Barbarian Territory... Is it the Eternal Immortal Lord of the human race who wants to help me fight against the Seven Arrows, but I don't know who it is..."
"It's a pity that the Seven Arrows Book's arrows are too fast to be defended by this person... The Seven Arrows Book is so powerful that even the Eternal Immortal Lord can't defend it..."
In a very far place, the Miaoyan Immortal Lord who was casting a spell was shocked with his beautiful eyes.
"So fast! With my casting speed, I can't stop the arrow from coming!"
"But fortunately, it seems that the unknown monk was not killed by one arrow... Next time, I will definitely block the light of the arrow!"
In Tiandu Barbarian Domain, Liuhe Immortal Lord shook his head slightly. He had known for a long time that Miaoyan Immortal Lord could not stop the colorful arrows.
It just took him by surprise. The unknown monk with mysterious origins was not killed with one arrow...
"Throughout the ages, there are definitely not many Touzhen Shekong who can take one arrow from the Seven Arrows Book and not die... This person can be proud of himself if he takes one arrow and not die. But unfortunately, when three arrows are shot out, even this person Even with the peak cultivation level of Shekong, he will definitely die..." Liuhe Immortal Lord said to himself indifferently.
In the twilight snow barbaric realm. On the altar of true illusion, the Poison Dragon Ancestor snorted coldly.
The blood on the straw man was still shining, but he didn't expect that Ning Fan could survive an arrow.
"Hmph! You can't kill this guy with just one arrow!"
"Three truths and three illusions... Li Zhuning!"
Following the change of the Poison Dragon Ancestor's finger skills, the giant shadow of the ice dragon in the snowy sky immediately turned into the shadow of an ancient bronze lamp in the cold light.
On top of the copper lamp, there is a candle made of demon dragon fat, which is not lit.
As the shadow changed, the pressure of the long bow with dragon horns immediately surged. However, when the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor bent his palm, two more pages of the jade book turned into colorful arrow light. Together with the previous arrow light, three arrows On the string, he was shot out by the Poison Dragon Ancestor's bow.
At the same time, on the wasteland of bones, warning signs abounded in Ning Fan's heart. At this moment, three space cracks were torn apart in the snowy sky at the same time, and three colorful arrows flashed out from them!
With Ning Fan's level of cultivation, he still had no time to make any defense, but this time, the thousand-armed god summoned by the Miaoyan Immortal Lord blocked Ning Fan!
The thousand-armed god was too slow to catch the arrow light, but he tried to stop the arrow light from coming with his body.
Three arrows shot down and were blocked by the giant shadow of the god in front of Ning Fan.
The giant shadow of the god is one of the magical powers of the Miaoyan Immortal Lord. Even the attack of the Eternal Immortal Lord may not be able to break the god's defense.
But the three arrows seemed to be able to penetrate the giant shadow directly, and penetrated Ning Fan's body instantly, leaving three bloody holes in Ning Fan's chest...
"Damn it! I can't stop it!" Immortal Miaoyan bit his lip unwillingly, and suddenly he looked surprised again.
"Oh? Three seven-color true phantom arrows, but they still didn't kill the monk?"
Knowing that his magical power could not prevent the arrival of the colorful arrows, Miaoyan Immortal sighed slightly and removed his magical power, with a look of regret on his pretty face.
So what if Ning Fan didn't die from three arrows, he would probably still die after five arrows were fired...
"I can't help him... it's a pity..." the Immortal Master of Miaoyan sighed quietly.
"Huh? Three arrows were shot out at the same time, and this person is not dead? Weird... But if five arrows were shot out, there is no way this person could survive." Liuhe Immortal Lord finally opened his eyes and frowned.
On the altar of true illusion, the Poison Dragon Ancestor had a thought in his mind, and withdrew three colorful arrows. He looked at the blood-stained straw man with a face as heavy as water.
The demon cultivators behind him all looked shocked.
"The person the ancestor wanted to kill was not killed by the arrows of the three truths and three illusions!" Many demon cultivators were secretly shocked.
The Poison Dragon Ancestor looked a little ugly. He did not expect that even the three arrows from the Seven Arrows Book could not kill Ning Fan... Throughout the ages, there has never been anyone who has crossed the truth and given up to the sky. The one who can survive the attacks of three colorful arrows...
"Is it possible that this person is not Shekong, but... Sui Nian! No, no, if it is Sui Nian, it is impossible for me to hurt him with colorful arrows..."
"Injured but not dead... Maybe this person has some magical power to protect his life... Humph! Is it Miaoyan who is helping him!"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor directly explained the reason why Ning Fan was not dead. It comes down to the action of Miaoyanxianzun.
He never thought that Ning Fan was not a true cultivator at all, which was the reason why he did not die even after being shot by three arrows.
"Hmph! No matter if you have some wise words to help me, you still can't escape the fate of death!"
"Five truths and five illusions...candles are burning!"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor changed his finger skills again, and the shadow of the candle lantern in the snowy sky suddenly lit up with a pale golden demonic fire.
The pressure of the long bow with dragon horns increased again. This time, the Poison Dragon Ancestor shot five colorful arrows and shot them out at the same time. This time, the arrows glowed. With hot temperature.
On the wasteland of bones, Ning Fan had just used the Black Star technique to heal the blood hole in his chest.
The shadow of the thousand-armed god in the snowy sky was disappearing little by little... Ning Fan knew in his heart that it was the immortal who withdrew his shadow knowing that he was unable to stop the light of the arrow.
"Even the Eternal Immortal Lord can't stop the colorful arrows..."
"Fortunately, I am not a Duzhen monk. Otherwise, I suffered three arrows and the Dingzhen Bridge collapsed and died..."
Above the sky, five space cracks suddenly opened, and five arrows shot out, and the arrows appeared. The demonic fire immediately ignited in the sky.
Ning Fan's eyes flashed with green light. Before the crack in space appeared, he stretched out his palm and made a prediction. He grabbed hard in front of him.
The next moment, four sword lights pierced Ning Fan's chest, but there was an arrow light, which was directly caught by Ning Fan!
The arrow light that Miaoyan Immortal Master had no time to catch was unexpectedly caught by Ning Fan!
Unfortunately, the arrow caught by Ning Fan trembled. He broke free from Ning Fan's palm and passed over his shoulder, leaving a bloody hole with bones visible...
Five arrows struck together, and even if Ning Fan was not Du Zhen, the injuries he suffered could not be ignored.
Purple-gold demonic fire burned at the arrow wound, making it impossible for Ning Fan's arrow wound to heal.
Even the Black Star Technique can only slightly suppress the demonic fire and cannot have any healing effect.
Ning Fan tried to extinguish the demonic fire on the wound, but was shocked to find that the demonic fire could not be extinguished!
"This is...the fire of reincarnation!"
Ning Fan took a breath of cold air. From this demon fire, he noticed a trace of reincarnation power. It was very weak, but it could not be ignored.
Ning Fan put away his shocked expression, his eyes darkened, and he activated a trace of reincarnation power in his body to finally extinguish the demonic fire.
At this point, the five ferocious blood holes on his body began to heal little by little under the black starlight.
"This boy was not burned to death by the fire of candles, bows and arrows!"
Miaoyan Immortal Venerable Tan's mouth opened slightly, and she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear in surprise. She had never known that any Shekong monk could withstand the fire of Zhu's bow and arrow.
If it weren't for the fact that the candle bow only had its bow spirit, it would be difficult for an eternal immortal like her to defeat the fire of the candle bow and arrows...
This time, Liuhe Immortal Master finally showed an expression of emotion, stepped out of the cave, and stood in the snowy sky.
At this moment, on the Altar of True Illusion, the Poison Dragon Ancestor looked at the Dirty Blood Grass Man in disbelief, his expression extremely ugly.
"Impossible! Even with the help of clever words, it is impossible for this son to survive being shot by an arrow! Why is he not dead!"
"And the old man's seven-colored true phantom arrows actually sent a trace... The moment the arrows fell, one of the seven-colored arrows was caught in the palm of this man! The light of the arrow that even the other immortals could not catch, how could this man be so good? How can we catch it! Is this a coincidence, or is this person predicting the path of the colorful arrows..."
The Poison Dragon Ancestor has always had a slight contempt for Ning Fan. After all, there was a huge gap in cultivation between the two.
But at this moment, the contempt gradually faded away, replaced by a more paranoid killing intent!
"I don't believe it, even if seven arrows were fired at once, this boy can still survive!"
"Seven truths and seven illusions...the candle flame goes out!"
The candlelight shadow was extinguished at this moment, and there was a deathly aura like annihilation!
At this moment, the seven-page jade book turned into colorful arrows and was shot out by the Poison Dragon Ancestor.
Seven arrows shot out at once, and all the white snow in the sky above the barbarian realm turned into black snow.
An unprecedented sense of crisis arose in Ning Fan's heart. This time, he didn't even see the emergence of space cracks. It has been directly penetrated by seven arrows!
I actually had the feeling of being shot through first, and then I saw the scene of the space splitting open and the arrow shooting out!
The blood flowing out of the seven blood holes on his body was all black!
The raging black arrow energy spread within Ning Fan's body. The madness deprived Ning Fan of all vitality. Ning Fan's face began to grow old, his skin began to wrinkle, and the aura of death kept coming from his body.
Seven arrows shoot out simultaneously, causing no damage from arrow fire. But it left a fatal energy in Ning Fan's body!
The power of reincarnation in the death aura is several times stronger than the power of reincarnation in Ning Fan's body, and is beyond what Ning Fan can resist!
"This child should die from the death energy of the seven arrows..." Liuhe Immortal Lord said to himself, with a firm tone.
But the next moment, Liuhe Immortal Lord's eyes suddenly widened and he took a breath of air.
The black wind and snow covering the entire Barbarian Territory, at this moment, the snow shadow collapsed!
On the wasteland of bones, Ning Fan gave up on using the power of reincarnation to resist the death energy of reincarnation. A flash of scarlet flashed in his eyes, and a sizzling aurora erupted from his body.
The power of reincarnation in his body was not enough to resist the death energy of reincarnation, so Ning Fan used the same level of calamity power to resist reincarnation!
Relying on the power of robbing blood in his body, Ning Fan directly swallowed the reincarnation death energy into his blood and refined it.
At the moment when the death energy dissipated, Ning Fan's appearance returned to its original appearance, the seven major arrow wounds healed under the black starlight, and the black snow in the sky collapsed at this moment!
"Seven arrows shot out at once. So what!"
Ning Fan pressed his fingers together, and immediately seven black and red wild flashes of light shot out from his fingers, hitting the seven arrow shadows that were about to withdraw.
Prejudgment, another prediction!
The arrow shadow will not be damaged by ordinary attacks. But after being hit by the barbarian lightning, slight cracks immediately appeared.
When the seven arrows returned to the hands of the Poison Dragon Ancestor, there was a hint of shock in the Poison Dragon Ancestor's eyes!
Ning Fan constantly predicted the return path of the Seven Arrows, and used a barbaric flash that was more refined than the beast, causing injuries to the Seven Arrows!
"How is it possible! Seven arrows shot out at once. They didn't kill this kid, but were injured by the arrows!"
"Can it be that with the magical power of the Seven Arrows Book, I can't kill this kid? I don't believe it!"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor's eyes were shocked, and he lost consciousness for a moment.
The next moment, there was hesitation in his eyes, as if there was something difficult to decide.
After a few breaths, he sneered sinisterly!
"I didn't expect that there would be someone in the world who could stand up to the Seven Arrows Book... Since I can't kill you, I will kill your closest relatives. No matter what, I have to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
"Please Zu Gong help me!"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor raised the long bow with dragon horns. In the colorful light, the long bow turned into the appearance of a hunchbacked old man.
"Junior, are you sure you want to use this method to deal with a human ant?" The hunchbacked old man opened his ears with a somewhat wretched expression.
"Junior, you are sure! Please take action from Ancestor Gong!" Poison Dragon Ancestor said with murderous intentions revealed.
"That's all... In that case, I will help you! Swallow!"
The hunchbacked old man suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed seven seven-color true phantom arrows directly into his belly.
He raised his big hand and grabbed the ancestral soul pool under the altar. He actually took out all the billions of remnant souls in the ancestral soul pool and integrated them into his body.
The next moment, the hunchbacked old man swayed and turned into a colorful aurora, shooting down towards the straw man.
Once the seven-colored aurora shot into the grass man's body, it immediately tore apart the space and appeared above the Skeleton Wasteland.
A trace of Ning Fan's blood spilled on the ground was taken away by the colorful aurora.
The colorful aurora appeared and turned into a long bow with dragon horns. On the silver string, there were seven arrows facing the direction of the void.
It wasn't aimed at Ning Fan, but it was aimed at Ning Fan's close relatives!
The Book of Seven Arrows can kill people across thousands of realms. This bow has been soaked with Ning Fan's blood. With one induction, seven arrows can be fired in a row, which is enough to kill seven of Ning Fan's closest relatives!
This ability cannot be used by the Poison Dragon Ancestor. It can only be used by the Ancestral Gong Gongling himself.
Ning Fan's eyes flashed with green light, and he was slightly surprised. What was surprising was that the attack direction of these seven arrows was not towards him.
The next moment, Ning Fan suddenly had unimaginable anger in his eyes!
After taking away a trace of his blood, there was actually a trace of the rain realm power on the seven arrow clusters.
Ning Fan suddenly felt terrified...these seven arrows were not trying to attack him, but were trying to attack his dearest relative in the Rain World!
The dragon-horned long bow even let out a humanized scornful smile, which was slightly surprising.
"Haha, as soon as this arrow is shot, this junior's closest relatives will definitely die... I just don't know that this junior's closest relatives will die within four days..."
The dragon-horned long bow sneered, but it naturally didn't know. The direction the arrow is aiming at is not the Four Heavens, but the lower realm.
It's a pity that it has no chance to shoot the arrows, because a desperate figure has blocked the seven arrows, with a look as crazy as a devil. The murderous intent in his body is like the ice of Jiuyou.
"If you dare to shoot this arrow, I will let the entire True Dragon Clan be buried with you!"
The moment the sound fell, the space around the dragon-horned long bow suddenly seemed to be frozen, frozen!
Countless black lines. Shooting out from the void, it is all made up of the power of the void, binding the long bow tightly!
This is the art of fixing the sky that Ning Fan used after he understood the secrets of the word Wei and the word Shi, and used everything he had just to fix the seven arrows and shoot them!
The next moment, Ning Fan activated his wild flash power and turned into a huge black and red claw, which grabbed the long bow hard and almost split the long bow into two pieces!
Dragon Horn Longbow screamed and was shocked. He tried to break free from the control of the black line in the void and the giant black and red claws, but found that he couldn't break free at all.
Once the long bow was trapped, Man Shan, under the urging of Shi Zi Mi, turned into a barrier, directly imprisoning the long bow and seven arrows!
The person who imprisoned the long bow not only had the power of a flash, but also had an unimaginable terrifying demonic power, like burning obsession!
"How is it possible! I took action personally. Even the Immortal Emperor can't stop me from shooting my bow. Why can this boy stop me! Wait, this is the pressure of ancestral blood! There is ancestral demon blood in this boy's body. , and actually ignited this blood! Is he crazy! He actually ignited the ancestral blood!"
On the altar of true illusion, the Poison Dragon Ancestor's eyes widened. Too shocked to speak!
Even the two immortals Miaoyan and Liuhe definitely don't understand why Ning Fan was able to capture Ancestral Gong Gongling head-on.
But the Poison Dragon Ancestor saw the clues!
"The art of fixing the sky! Fuli ancestral blood! This boy has actually mastered the strongest secret technique of the East Demon Ancestor! And this boy is actually a Fuli Yaozu with ancestral blood! In order to prevent the ancestral bow from opening The bow actually ignited the ancestral blood. He used the art of fixing the sky! Madman, this person is a madman!"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor could not imagine why there would be an ancestral blood demon cultivator like Ning Fan in the four-day camp, and why he belonged to the taboo Fuli clan!
He couldn't even imagine that Ning Fan would be so crazy that he would stop the ancestral bow even at the cost of a drop of his ancestral blood!
Ancestral blood... Poison Dragon Ancestor is one of the demon ancestors of the True Dragon Clan. His demon blood level is the ancestral blood level, but he only has one drop of ancestral blood.
If it were him, he would definitely be reluctant to burn the ancestral blood, but Ning Fan is willing... because Ning Fan is already crazy!
In the sky above the Skeleton Wasteland, Ning Fan's eyes burst out with terrifying murderous intent, directly igniting a drop of Fuli's ancestral blood and burning it out!
His cultivation level was not enough to immobilize the ancestral bow. If he forcibly immobilized the ancestral bow, the backlash would be extremely terrifying, directly causing him serious injury.
But seeing Zu Gong actually trying to hurt his close relatives in the Rain Realm, Ning Fan didn't hesitate at all. He gave up a drop of Fuli Zu's blood and used the Heaven-fixing Technique that exceeded the limit!
He would not allow his ancestral bow to shoot these seven arrows, no way!
Ning Fan could tolerate Du Longzi using the Seven Arrows Book against him. After all, as an enemy, he should use all possible means.
But Du Longzi should never have set his sights on Ning Fan.
Everyone has an inviolable forbidden area...Du Longzi offended Ning Fan Nilin!
If Burning Blood becomes angry, Du Longzi must pay the price!
"With my order to help away the demon ancestor, the demon arrows will be broken!"
Ning Fan shouted out one word, and a giant shadow supported by a black butterfly immediately appeared between heaven and earth. The power of ancestral blood shook the heaven and earth!
Once this coercion dissipated, it immediately caused cracks in the layer of demon power defense on the surface of Seven Arrows!
"collapse!"
The blood-robbing power in the body was pushed to the extreme, and the wild flash aurora pierced the seven arrows, rushed into the inside of the arrows, and exploded from the inside out, causing the seven colorful arrows in the suppressed state to collapse one after another!
The seven arrows collapsed, and immediately seven arrows scattered, trying to escape, but Ning Fan sneered and swallowed them.
"Colorful Arrow Spirit, it's an unexpected harvest... You guys, you can't escape!"
What Ning Fan swallowed into his belly was the colorful arrow spirit among the seven arrow lights.
With the power of Ning Fan's calamity thought, he directly wiped out the arrow spirit's intelligence!
Ordinary magical powers cannot do this, but the power of calamity thoughts can do it!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At the moment when the intelligence of the seven arrow spirits was wiped away, the Poison Dragon Ancestor seemed to have been hit by an invisible giant fist. He pulled away and retreated on the altar of true illusion, but he actually suffered a backlash!
"The Seven True Seven Illusion Arrows were actually destroyed! My Seven True Seven Illusion Arrows were actually destroyed by an ant! My seven-color arrow spirit was actually snatched away by an ant!"
The angry roar of the Poison Dragon Ancestor spread throughout the Muxue Savage Territory, and his eyes were about to burst.
He never thought that the Seven True Seven Illusion Arrows would be destroyed by Ning Fan. Even the Eternal Immortal Lord should not be able to destroy the arrows!
This guy, why!
Where does his wild flash power come from? He is not a savage beast at all, and even if he is a savage beast, he should not have such pure wild flash power!
At this moment, Longjiao Zu Gong felt fearful when facing a junior for the first time in his life.
At this moment, it was trapped by the wild flash barrier. It tried several times but could not escape! If you forcefully break through the barrier, you will be killed by the wild flash barrier!
"Human ant! You are so brave! You just destroyed the Seven Arrows Book, but you dare to set up a barrier to trap me. Do you know who I am! If you dare to touch even a hair of my hair, what awaits you will be It’s the anger of the entire True Dragon Clan! Let me go immediately, otherwise..."
"Noisy!"
A cold light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, and he grasped it with his five fingers. The wild flash barrier immediately closed up and turned into black and red runes engraved on the ancestral bow.
Immediately, Zu Gong let out a scream like a slaughtering pig. Gradually, it was sealed by the wild flash rune and could no longer make any sound!
Using the power of the demon spirit again, Ning Fan planted a restriction on the ancestral bow. Ning Fan raised his hand and directly put the completely sealed ancestral bow into his storage bag!
The spirit of the ancestral bow was directly sealed and taken away by him!
Casting the Heaven-fixing Technique, setting up a barrier with Barbarian Flash, destroying the Seven True Seven Illusion Arrows, and sealing the Ancestral Bow, a series of actions were all completed in just a few breaths!
Ning Fan looked coldly towards the north. With the power of his ancestral blood, he seemed to see through everything and directly saw the poisonous dragon ancestor on the altar of true illusion!
"Poisonous Dragon Son! Today's revenge, I will remember it!"
"I will repay you one day!"
A power to support the ancestral demon spread fiercely in the seven realms of the demon clan. Countless demon cultivators from the seven realms with poor cultivation were directly subdued by this pressure and fell to the ground, unable to move, and their eyes were horrified and hard to understand!
This voice continued to echo in the ears of the Poison Dragon Ancestor, forming a series of demonic storms that exploded in his sea of consciousness. In terms of the pressure of demon blood alone, Ning Fan is far superior to the Poison Dragon Ancestor! The latter only has one drop of true dragon ancestral blood, while Ning Fan's demon blood ancestral blood quantity, even if one drop is destroyed, there are still three drops!
The Poison Dragon Ancestor, who had already suffered a backlash, had his sea of consciousness suddenly attacked. He immediately coughed up blood and retreated with a horrified look in his eyes.
He could feel that Ning Fan was not high in cultivation and was just a junior, but with the madness of burning ancestral blood and the demonic power of the remaining ancestral blood in his body, he actually hurt himself across the border with a roar!
"After burning a drop of ancestral blood, there are still three drops of ancestral blood in this person's body! How is it possible! The Fuli clan, which has been exterminated for a long time, still has such terrifying demon ancestors left behind!"
A burst of cold air suddenly shot up from his feet to the sky spirit, causing the Poison Dragon Ancestor, who had attained the Immortal Master's cultivation level, to tremble.
Today's revenge, Ning Fan recorded it!
I will repay you tomorrow!
I don’t know whether he was afraid of Ning Fan’s blood-burning madness, or because he was afraid of Ning Fan’s demon blood potential, or because he was angry at Ning Fan’s crazy actions of destroying the seven arrows and seizing the ancestral bow...
The Poison Dragon Ancestor forcibly calmed his mind, with murderous intent in his eyes. He swayed, and regardless of his injuries, he headed straight towards Gouchen Manyu!
The ancestral bow and arrow spirit must be recaptured, Ning Fan must be killed, and future dangers must be nipped in the cradle...at all costs!
"This kid must be killed!" (To be continued.)
