The first breath is very short and passes quickly, but for Earth Demon and Iron Crow Taoist, it is probably the longest time in this life.
They were suffering in their hearts. On the one hand, they were afraid of Ning Fan's terrifying magical powers, but on the other hand, they were stooping to be slaves to a junior.
Both of them are ancient immortals who can cultivate to the realm of immortals. Which one is not a very arrogant person, how can he be willing to be a slave?
However, in the face of Ning Fan's threatening words, the two of them did not have the courage to refuse. The ants were willing to live in vain, so the two of them naturally knew how to cherish their lives.
"Two breaths!"
While the two were hesitating, the second breath passed again.
When Ning Fan's life-threatening voice sounded, both of them felt their hearts sink. They knew that if they didn't make a decision, once Ning Fan counted three, there would be no way back.
"I am willing to be your slave, but I have one condition!" The earth demon's psychological defense collapsed first, and he gritted his teeth and said to Ning Fan.
"Say!" Ning Fan said without changing his expression.
"I will only serve you for a million years. After a million years, you must give me my freedom! After all, I am also an immortal, and I cannot be a slave for the rest of my life! If you don't agree to this condition, even if I die, I will not I will surrender you! For us Immortal Lords, there is almost no difference between lifelong slavery and death. What is the meaning of life without freedom! Do you agree to this condition or not?" Earth Demon replied with dignity, but his expression was different. There was a hint of nervousness.
It was impossible for him to be a slave to Ning Fan for the rest of his life, but if he could only serve for a million years, he could consider it. Anyway, for an eternal immortal, a million years is very short, like a day and a night.
If Ning Fan did not agree to his conditions, he would choose to fight Ning Fan even if he risked his life. After all, in his heart, he still had the pride of being an eternal immortal.
"Ning can agree to your conditions, but you must hand over your 'life soul' to Ning for safekeeping!" Ning Fan said without refusal.
"What! You asked me to hand over my life soul to you? This is absolutely impossible! The most I will allow you to do is to plant a mind ban on me!" The earth demon opened his eyes angrily and refused without thinking.
Taoist Tie Crow on the side also had a dark expression.
When he heard Ning Fan agreed to the Earth Demon's conditions. Taoist Iron Crow was already tempted, and wanted to be like the earth demon, giving up a million years of freedom to surrender to Ning Fan. Save your life. But upon hearing Ning Fan asking for his soul, Taoist Iron Crow hesitated again and remained silent.
In the second step, the monk's spirit and soul are merged and cannot be separated from each other. When the spirit dies, the soul will be scattered. But if you cultivate to the eternal realm. The monks can extract a bit of soul power from the soul, which is called the 'life soul'.
The Life Soul has a major flaw. If it is accidentally destroyed, the Eternal Monster himself will die as well.
For Eternal Monsters, only when they are truly loyal to someone will they hand over their souls and leave their life and death completely under the control of others.
At this moment, Ning Fan's aura was in full swing, and he had no hidden cultivation. With the eyesight of Tu Mo and Taoist Tie Ya, it was natural to see that Ning Fan's own cultivation was in the middle stage of transcending the truth.
The middle stage of Duzhen and before the peak of Shekong. The gap has exceeded a huge level. Even if Ning Fan is not in the middle stage of ordinary Realm Transformation, it is extremely difficult to plant the mind ban on the two of them. Even if the mind ban can be planted in the end, due to the gap in cultivation, the mind ban can only seriously injure two people at most, but cannot endanger their lives.
The bottom line of the Earth Demon and Taoist Iron Crow is that Ning Fan is only allowed to plant a mental ban on them, but it is absolutely impossible to hand over their souls to Ning Fan.
It was precisely because Ning Fan understood this that he made the request for his soul. This was also a helpless move.
The thought prohibition cannot endanger the lives of two people. Naturally, there is no guarantee of the loyalty of these two people. After today's crisis, who knows if one day the Earth Demon and the Iron Crow Taoist will become rebellious, but they will be seriously injured and their mental inhibitions will be broken...
The gap in cultivation is there. Mind restraint is obviously unreliable! Only with the soul of life can the two former immortals truly surrender!
"If you two give your souls to Ning, Ning will keep you two as slaves for ten thousand years. After ten thousand years, you will be freed! If there is a chance, I will help you two find their bodies again. It's not impossible to seize the body and restore the cultivation of the Immortal Lord! But if you two are unwilling to hand over your soul, haha..."
"In the last breath, Ning asked again, are you two really unwilling to hand over your souls?"
Ning Fan glanced at the Earth Demon and Taoist Iron Crow coldly, and activated the Emperor's Killing Jade Slip to intimidate the two of them, but he did not say anything to death, and sighed secretly in his heart.
If these two people insist on not handing over their souls, Ning Fan has no choice but to settle for the next best thing. For the time being, they will be given a mental ban, and other matters can only be discussed later.
Tu Mo and Taoist Iron Crow looked at each other, and both saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.
Both of them are eternal immortals. There is not much difference between being a slave for ten thousand years and being a slave for millions of years. It is just a difference between being in seclusion for a short time and being in seclusion for a long time.
The two of them didn't expect that Ning Fan would be able to find a good body to replace them and restore their cultivation...
The two of them now only have the illusory remnants of their souls. Their physical bodies have long been lost, and their cultivation levels have been greatly damaged. Unless they find an eternal immortal-level physical body, they will never be able to regain their immortal cultivation level. A suitable immortal body is not so easy to find.
The two of them were not much moved by Ning Fan's words and were still unwilling to hand over their souls, but what could they do even if they were unwilling?
If you don't surrender your soul, you will most likely be killed right here by Ning Fan...
"This boy is obviously just a junior who is a true master, so why does he have so many heaven-defying magical powers to protect himself? What is the origin of this boy..."
"Now that things have come to this, I'm afraid it won't be possible if I don't agree... It seems I can only hand over my soul..."
The earth demon's mind was racing, he sighed, gritted his teeth, and said to Ning Fan, "Okay! I can give you my life soul, but you have to swear an oath from the inner demon that after ten thousand years, you will definitely return my life soul and return it to me." free!"
"Ning is not in the habit of swearing, but he will definitely do what he promised. Whether you believe it or not is entirely up to you!" Ning Fan said coldly.
Seeing that Ning Fan refused to swear the oath of inner demon, the earth demon looked a little ugly, but he had nothing to do.
Nowadays, everyone is a swordsman and I am a fish and meat. If Ning Fan insists on not swearing a big oath, can he still force him?
"Come on, come on, come on! Let me believe you for once! This is my soul, take it! If you violate the agreement with me, I will make you pay the price even if I die!"
After saying this, the earth demon made a hand seal, and a dark yellow, slightly illusory pangolin scale flew out from between his eyebrows.
Those scales look like his life soul.
Ning Fan accepted the life soul scales of the earth demon and nodded with satisfaction. From now on, the life and death of the earth demon depended on Ning Fan's thoughts. There should be no more betrayal.
"Hey, give Pindao's soul to my little friend. This is Pindao's soul. Take it, little friend!"
Seeing that the earth demons had obediently handed over their souls, Taoist Tie Crow sighed and also obediently handed over their souls.
His life soul was an illusory iron crow feather, which was also taken away by Ning Fan. At this point, these two people have become Ning Fan's slaves.
"You two are guarding outside the Snow Valley. If any monsters break into the Snow Valley without permission, kill them!" Ning Fan ordered the two of them.
"Don't worry, little friend, there are two of us guarding the outside of the Snow Valley. Unless it's the old monster Suinian, no one can break into the Snow Valley!"
The two of them reluctantly responded, but their moods were a little worried. After all, they were still a little arrogant towards Ning Fan for not claiming to be his master.
Ning Fan wouldn't care about some trivial matters of title, after Tu Mo and Taoist Iron Crow left. He glanced at the four-eyed Demon Lord and Fairy Hanwu who were unconscious on the ground.
After confirming that the two of them were just unconscious and not in danger of their lives, Ning Fan stopped caring about the two unconscious people for the time being. He waved away the Thought Puppet and lowered his head, looking at the damaged items on the ground and the charred body of the Bird God Son. The corpse gradually sighed and became silent.
Scenes of Wu Yu in the Underworld flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, but in the end, they could only turn into Ning Fan's heavier sigh.
"Senior Bird God Son, you are kind to this junior. Without the understanding of the rain you left in the grave of the underworld, this junior would not be able to reach this day. Not being able to meet you during your lifetime is really a regret for this junior. The only thing this junior can do for you is What you did was the person who took away your body and killed your life with a knife. I will avenge you. The grudges of the past have now dissipated. Senior Que Shenzi, have a good journey."
After saying this, Ning Fan slightly cupped his fists and bowed to the charred body of the Bird God Son.
After this prayer. From the body of Que Shenzi, a surge of resentment rushed out, dissolved in the air, and dissipated.
After those grievances dissipated, the charred body of Que Shenzi, the flesh and blood dissipated little by little, leaving only a charred skeleton.
The skeleton then shattered bit by bit into ashes all over the ground, and passed away...
At this point, the Bird God Son’s resentment has disappeared, and perhaps he can truly rest in peace...
"The hometown of Que Shenzi should be in Beitian... If you go to Beitian one day, you can find the hometown of Que Shenzi and bury his ashes..."
Ning Fan took out a jade box, and with a flick of his sleeve, he put all the ashes on the ground into the jade box and put them away carefully.
After doing all this, Ning Fan walked towards the melted ice lake step by step, looking at the dust tree in the center of the ice lake with fiery eyes.
The dust flower blooms for three moments and will fall into dust. Now that it has bloomed for two moments, there is still one moment left for Ning Fan to pick the dust flower.
Since the death of the seven generations of barbarian ancestors and the destruction of the barbarian wilderness, no one has been able to successfully pick dust flowers from the dust trees.
Today, this record is destined to be broken by Ning Fan!
Ning Fan's body swayed and he appeared under the tree in the center of the lake. He stepped on the lake and recalled the flower-picking finger trick he saw in his first illusion. His fingers flew like shadows and he pinched out hundreds of finger tricks in an instant. Everything is exactly the same as what Hong Yaksha did back then.
After pinching out these mysterious finger tips, Ning Fan carefully stretched out his hand and picked off the dust flowers from the dust tree. There were forty-nine flowers in total, and they were all placed in the wooden box.
Ning Fan tried to seal the Chenhua and brought some back to Zhao Dieer, but found that it was impossible to do so.
Dust flowers must fade within three seconds of blooming. This is a rule set by the Lord of Tribulation. Ning Fan cannot change it based on his behavior!
There is even a rule set within this Chenhua, that is, it cannot be taken out of the Snow Valley of the Yellow River.
Ning Fan vaguely noticed that if the dust flowers were forcibly taken out of the Snow Valley or stored in any storage space, the dust flowers would directly turn into ashes...
"No wonder in the illusion, Red Yaksha would drink all the dust flowers directly under the dust tree in front of me. It turns out that this flower cannot be sealed and cannot be taken out of the Snow Valley..."
Looking at the dust flowers dissipating little by little in the wooden box, Ning Fan sighed, knowing that the dust flowers were on the verge of dissipating and would not last long, so he could only take it immediately.
One dust flower after another was taken by Ning Fan. With each dust flower he drank, his understanding would skyrocket, and a second illusory giant gate of heaven and man gradually appeared in the world of his mind.
The power of the forty-nine dust flowers can only make the second giant door of heaven appear as a shadow, but cannot solidify the giant door, let alone open it.
"Although the dust flower has greatly increased my enlightenment, it is not enough to open the second gate of heaven and man..."
Ning Fan's eyes fell on the tree with intricate roots, and his eyes flashed with green light.
Within the dust tree, he saw a will. That will was the nutrient for the dust flowers to bloom, and it was also the foundation of the dust tree.
The Fake God Son once asked Ning Fan to help draw out this will power... Now, Ning Fan is interested in drawing out this will power. But it's not for the fake bird god son, but for myself!
"If you swallow this will, I wonder if you can open the second door of heaven and man!"
Ning Fan made a determined look and raised his right palm. Press on the Chenshu tree and feel the will veins within the Chenshu tree.
Opening his eyes, he seemed to be able to see through the large network of intertwined wills within the tree.
Closing his eyes, the great net of will spread out in Ning Fan's mind, forming traces of strange principles that Ning Fan had never seen before!
He comes from this tree of dust. I saw the path cultivated by the Lord of Tribulation Thoughts!
That kind of Tao, called Chen, is not only Tao, but also an extremely pure will!
"What is dust? Anyone who pollutes everything in the world is dust!"
A majestic voice, carrying unimaginable power of will, suddenly exploded in Ning Fan's sea of consciousness. Even though he was prepared, Ning Fan was still knocked back several steps by the powerful will. My chest hurt, I coughed up blood, and my eyes were shocked!
He only took out a trace of the power of will from the dust tree and swallowed it, but he suffered a huge backlash. The power of the will was so terrifying that it was indeed the will left by the tribulation master who planted the dust tree!
However, this will has remained here for countless years and has bloomed countless generations of dust flowers. The remaining strength is no longer as good as before.
Ning Fan didn't believe that he couldn't draw out the complete will of Chenshu to devour it!
Swallowed only a trace of the will of the dust tree. In the mind world, the second gate of heaven and man has become much more solid. Ning Fan believes that if he can completely swallow all will. It’s enough to completely open the second door of heaven and man!
In front of Ning Fan's eyes, a scene of him transforming into a bull in the illusion of transcendence suddenly appeared.
He once transformed into a bull and fought against the will of the Lord of Tribulation. Now that he was fighting again, what should he fear?
Ning Fan once again stepped on the lake and approached the dust tree. The palm of my hand pressed against the dust tree...
...
Outside the maze of the Yellow River, a barrier crack suddenly opened in the clouds, and nine ice demon ships poured in from the outside.
On each demon ship, there are nearly a thousand powerful demon cultivators. They are all demon cultivators who have been ordered to rush to the aid of Snow Valley, but they are not demon cultivators from the True Dragon clan.
On each demon ship, there are more than ten people who are really strong in crossing, and there is a Shekong demon cultivator sitting on each side. Countless monster totems are engraved on the side of the demon ship. The beasts engraved on those totems are like fish. As big as a whale.
"It's the reinforcements from the 'Snow Whale Clan'! I didn't expect that it was this clan that arrived here first..."
A large number of dragon demon troops stationed outside the maze immediately let out a lot of exclamations.
In the land of demon spirits in the upper world, the Snow Whale Clan's heritage is almost comparable to that of the True Dragon and True Phoenix Clan, and they are well-deserved one of the great True Spirit Clan.
Of the nine Snow Whales in the air, there are five in the early stage, two in the mid-stage, one in the late stage, and one in the peak stage.
The eight Shekongs all had cold and ruthless expressions, and their expressions were repulsive to others. This was because they had the cold blood of the Snow Whale clan.
The one with the highest cultivation level among the nine people in Shekong is a middle-aged man with thin lips and hawk-like eyes, a mean and ungrateful expression, and the nickname Xue Kuzi.
Xue Kuzi's cultivation has been at the peak of Shekong for 400,000 years, and he is the leader of this group of strong men from the Snow Whale Clan.
As soon as they saw Xue Kuzi and others rushing to help, the three Dragon Clan Shekong did not dare to neglect, so they jumped into the air and greeted Xue Kuzi with fists in his hands.
"Han Cangzhao, Yuan Jiao, and Zhao Lin of the True Dragon Clan have met all of you fellow Taoists of the Snow Whale Clan!"
The three dragon clan Shekong's tone was polite, but Xue Kuzi snorted lightly, was not polite to the three of them, did not return the greeting, and asked directly like an order,
"How many human monks are there who have trespassed here? How are their cultivation levels? Where are they now? Let me know immediately!"
The three Dragon Clan Shekong knew that Xue Kuzi was arrogant and didn't take it seriously. They engraved the information they knew on jade slips and gave a copy to Xue Kuzi and other Xue Kuzi Shekong.
Xue Kuzi glanced at the jade slip, immediately showed disdain, and said with a scornful smile.
"Four Shekong, two Duzhen... Even if one of these people is at the peak of Shekong, it is not worth mentioning! If these people dare to come to the Snow Valley of the Yellow River, they are simply asking for death!"
"The reinforcements from the other demon tribes have not yet arrived, so let me, the Snow Whale Clan, take the credit! By the way, why are the seven little ancestors of the Tianlan Feng Clan not here? Didn't they figure out that there is an opportunity in this snow valley? Are you waiting for them? Why aren't they in Snow Valley?"
Upon hearing Xue Kuzi's question, the three dragon clan Shekong were also puzzled.
They didn't know where the seven Tianlan Phoenix Demons had gone, but they never thought that the seven Phoenix Demons would be captured. They only knew that the seven girls had left the Snow Valley.
"Well, it's a good thing that those little ancestors are not here. If they were here, even if I were to do things, I would inevitably be restrained."
Xue Kuzi nodded, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and directly ordered all nine demon ships to sail to the Snow Valley, vowing to kill all the human monks in the Snow Valley to gain merit.
At this moment, an unimaginable power of will suddenly descended from the heaven and earth within the barrier!
Under the strong pressure of that will, all nine demon ships crashed into the sky. The mountains and rivers were whimpering, the wind and snow were rolling back, and the entire barrier began to become unstable!
Countless scarlet tribulation clouds filled the sky, and rolling tribulation thunder struck down from the clouds. Every ray of tribulation light had the power to make the monk Shekong tremble!
"That... what kind of thunder!" Xue Kuzi, who was originally full of confidence, was actually sweating on his forehead at this moment.
He was not the only one like this, every demon cultivator here was frightened by the catastrophic force that destroyed the heaven and the earth.
They don't understand what tribulation thoughts are, what tribulation blood is, and what Tai Cang tribulation spirit is.
What they don't even understand is that this cloud of calamity in the sky is a strange phenomenon that only appears when the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit awakens its bloodline for the first time!
It's for...the first su in tribulation of blood!
No one can resist the will of calamity between heaven and earth. That will is powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth, and is so evil that it makes people sick.
No demon cultivator dares to approach the Snow Valley without authorization at this moment!
...
Outside the Snow Valley of the Yellow River, the earth demons and Taoist Iron Crows who were guarding here all trembled in their hearts and souls, and suddenly turned their heads in the direction of the snow valley.
Although these two people are ancient immortals, they don't know what the thought of calamity is, and naturally they don't understand where the will that overwhelms the sky comes from.
Their gazes penetrated the snow valley and landed on the young man in white on the ice lake.
At this moment, all the power of the Chen Tree's will has been transferred into Ning Fan's body. The originally lush tree withered little by little, and only a seed gradually grew in the heart of the withered tree without anyone noticing.
The will that was enough to overwhelm the entire sky came from Ning Fan's body. It was the will that Chen Shu should have had, but it was swallowed up by Ning Fan.
Ning Fan closed his eyes tightly, frantically absorbing the power of will against the heavy pressure.
The power of will was integrated into the blood of the body bit by bit. While increasing Ning Fan's enlightenment, it also caused qualitative changes in the blood of the blood in Ning Fan's body, and the power of the blood in the blood was strengthened little by little.
"This feeling is very similar to awakening blood! When I awakened the demon blood, I had this burning feeling all over my body. Is my calamity blood also awakening blood?"
Ning Fan opened his eyes suddenly, his expression became more solemn. He never expected that Jie Xue could awaken step by step.
He even didn't expect that after devouring the will of these dust trees, Jie Xue would awaken.
"No wonder the Fake God Son asked me to help him extract the will of the Chen Tree, saying that he could have the blood of tribulation. So that's what happened..."
Ning Fan withdrew his palm and stood under the withered dust tree with his hands behind his back. He closed his eyes again and gradually calmed down.
Tribulation Blood is a power that is not weaker than the power of reincarnation, and it was a power gifted to him by Emperor Luan Gu.
Since the calamity blood is expected to be further enhanced through awakening blood, he will naturally not let go of such an opportunity.
Ning Fan didn't notice that the scattered moonlight that he had temporarily sealed in his sleeve actually gave off a hint of fear in the tribulation power of the sky and the earth.
The Moon Burial Immortal Concubine is afraid, afraid of the great power of tribulation that pervades the world!
She remembered the power of calamity. When the ancient heaven was destroyed, there would be endless clouds of calamity covering the sky and the earth!
"Too... Tai Cang Jie Might! This son is actually Tai Cang Jie Ling!" (To be continued.)
