"Fake ancient demon!"
Mo Yuanzi's eyes suddenly changed!
At his level, it is not uncommon to see human monks who also practice demon power. There are always some powerful monks who, by chance, can obtain some peels and cores of the ancient fruit, thus giving them more qualifications for cultivating other powers.
It's just that among those monks, the demon power can only become a vassal at best and is extremely weak. But in Ning Fan, mana and demon power are perfectly integrated!
And that demonic power is surprisingly the demonic spiritual power that can only be possessed by pseudo-ancient demons!
Ning Fan, who was wearing black clothes and black hair, only appeared for a moment and then changed back to his original appearance. But at that moment, when Mo Yuanzi faced Ning Fan in black, he felt like his breathing was stagnant and his heart was pounding with fear!
Ning Fan, who is dressed in white, still has some human feelings to speak of.
Ning Fan, dressed in black, seems to be the carrier of all evil, filth, and darkness in the world. It seemed that in front of him, even the way of heaven felt ashamed and surrendered as a servant!
Mo Yuanzi didn't know that all the evil aura in Ning Fan, who was dressed in black, came from the Fuli bloodline in his body!
Mo Yuanzi didn't know that Fuli was once the supervisor of the way of heaven. The real Fuli could tamper with the way of heaven and reverse the laws of heaven with just a wave of his hand!
Mo Yuanzi didn't know that at the moment Ning Fan turned into black, all the Tao principles on his body went backwards!
Ning Fan only stayed in the state of black clothes and black hair for a moment, but he clearly felt that at that moment, he seemed to have the astonishing ability of the old man in black robes. He could break people with a wave of his hand, and could destroy people. Tao Principles...
And at the moment when he transformed into black clothes, Ning Fan's fingers felt the power of returning to ruins, and they came into being at the right moment.
One of the three magical powers of Fuli... Guixu Finger!
"Return to the ruins... let all cultivation vanish into thin air and return to nothingness..."
Ning Fan closed his eyes and continued to meditate under the Guankong Stone.
Mo Yuanzi's expression changed. He didn't know what Ning Fan was feeling, but he didn't dare to disturb him.
After another half an hour, an extremely embarrassed figure suddenly flew out from a certain death door ahead.
When that person was in his prime. He was an old monster in the early stage of Suspicion. He accidentally entered a certain death gate.
Fortunately, he had just taken half a step into the door of death when he realized something was wrong. Escape immediately, otherwise you will probably die directly at the door of death.
Although he ran away very quickly, he still suffered a lot of injuries. His clothes were tattered and stained with blood, and he looked extremely miserable.
The old monster escaped from death. He immediately cursed and suddenly saw the spirit boat flying towards him. His mind swept the spirit boat and he was immediately overjoyed.
"Haha, isn't this the Demon Yuan Ark! Demon Yuan, old man, don't mind if I heal your wounds on your spirit boat!"
The old monster was still very far away from the spirit boat, but after a flash, he had already flown onto the spirit boat.
On the spirit boat, many monks recognized the identity of this old monster. He was the ancestor of the Beitianque Yue Sect—the ancestor of Jinhua.
See Jinhua ancestor coming uninvited. Mo Yuanzi narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little unhappy. But seeing this man's extremely embarrassed appearance, he felt a little gloating about his misfortune.
"Hmph! Old Jinhua, I have never had any friendship with you, why should I let you stay here to heal your wounds!"
"Hey, now that the wilderness is in danger, human monks like us should share weal and woe. Even if you and I don't have any friendship, I think you won't chase me off the ship. Isn't it safer to have me here, you broken ship?"
The ancestor of Jinhua chuckled and started to sit cross-legged to meditate, ignoring Mo Yuanzi's somewhat ugly expression.
But before he could sit down, the ancestor of Jinhua saw the Sky-piercing Stone standing on the bow of the ship. His eyes suddenly lit up.
"It's the Sky-piercing Stone! Haha, Demon Elder, you are so lucky to have obtained such a treasure... 500 billion Dao Crystals, how about selling me half of this stone!"
For the Broken Thoughts cultivator. Dao crystals are no longer of much use, and many things needed for cultivation cannot be purchased with Dao crystals.
Five hundred billion Dao Crystals, wanting to buy half of the Sky-piercing Stone is simply wishful thinking. The price is not high.
The ancestor of Jinhua licked his tongue and looked at Mo Yuanzi with a slight threat, as if he would rob Mo Yuanzi if he didn't sell it.
Mo Yuanzi's eyes suddenly turned cold, but then he thought of something. He suddenly smiled obscenely, pointed at Ning Fan, and said to the ancestor of Jinhua,
"Hehe, I am not the owner of the Kongkong Stone. The owner of this stone is this fellow Daoist Zhao. If you want to get the idea of the Kongkong Stone, don't come to me."
"Fellow Daoist Zhao? Which Fellow Daoist Zhao?" The ancestor of Jinhua was startled, and then he noticed that at the foot of the Guankong Stone, there was a ghost-faced monk sitting cross-legged, facing the Guankong Stone, and he was meditating on something.
Although Ning Fan's injuries have healed, the aura he is showing at this moment is only in the middle stage of transcendence.
The ancestor of Jinhua secretly beat the drum in his heart. When Ning Fan was at his peak, he was only in the middle stage of Shekong at most. Why did Mo Yuanzi call him a Taoist friend? With Ning Fan's cultivation level, how could he possess such a treasure as the Sky-piercing Stone...
"Could it be that Mo Yuanzi is tricking me..."
Jinhua Patriarch was doubtful and asked Ning Fan, "Does this little friend own this Sky-piercing Stone?"
"So what." When Ning Fan answered, he didn't even open his eyes or turn his head, which made the Jinhua Ancestor immediately unhappy and his tone became a little unkind.
"May I ask your surname?"
"Zhao Jian."
"Zhao Jian? Never heard of it..."
The ancestor of Jinhua frowned, sneered slightly, and said to Ning Fan, "One hundred billion Dao crystals, sell this stone to me, and I will give you a fortune!"
The ancestor of Jinhua stood with his hands behind his back, looking old-fashioned. Seeing that Ning Fan's cultivation level was not high, Jinhua Patriarch not only lowered the price, but also planned to forcefully buy the entire Kong Kong Stone.
If this place wasn't Mo Yuanzi's territory and Mo Yuanzi's face had to be taken into consideration, Jinhua Ancestor wouldn't even pay hundreds of billions of Dao Crystals and would directly take the stone. He didn't take Ning Fan into his eyes at all.
"Not for sale!"
Ning Fan replied coldly, still focusing on healing himself and ignoring the Jinhua Ancestor.
"Hmph! It's not up to you whether to sell it or not..."
The ancestor of Jinhua's eyes darkened. He did not expect to be rejected by a junior. He was about to have an attack when his expression suddenly changed.
But Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes. Those eyes were still scarlet, but suddenly they turned into purple eyes.
At the moment when his eyes turned purple, Ning Fan suddenly turned into black clothes and black hair. Even the ghost face turned black. He stood up suddenly and turned around.
Rolling black mist flowed out from Ning Fan's body and suddenly rolled towards Jinhua Ancestor, one after another. The ancestor of Jinhua was so talented, but he was crazily weakened!
One breath weakens the Taoism of a thousand years!
Three breaths have passed, and the ancestor of Jinhua is practicing the Tao. Weakened for three thousand years!
Hearing such a weird magical power was so shocking that the Jinhua Ancestor's complexion immediately changed, his heart beat wildly, and he was shocked and angry. Turning his hand, he took out a golden hill and offered it to Ning Fan.
That golden hill is the Taoist soldier of the ancestor of Jinhua. There is a corner missing on the top of the hill, which is called "Quayue". Once in the air, it immediately rose up in the wind and fell from the sky. The force of a fall is enough to smash any monk under Shekong into a pulp.
"roll!"
Under Ning Fan's feet, a purple-black halo suddenly appeared, supporting the spiritual wheel. The halo rotated and hissed. The direction of rotation is contrary to the main road.
He pressed his five fingers to the sky, and black mist immediately rose into the sky. Once the falling golden mountain was caught in the black mist, bursts of roars immediately erupted, and countless black cracks immediately appeared on it, causing great spiritual damage. , with a bang, it exploded into countless golden rubble.
The billowing black mist then pressed down on Jinhua Ancestor, looking from a distance. There was a heavy feeling of black clouds pressing down on the city.
The black mist came instantly, and Jinhua Ancestor could not avoid it. He immediately let out bursts of muffled groans within the heavy black mist.
Its cultivation. Swallowed crazily by the black mist, every breath will be wiped out for thousands of years!
Mo Yuanzi was shocked. He originally wanted to see the ancestor of Jinhua humbled in front of Ning Fan, but he never thought that he would see such a terrifying magical power. It can actually wipe out someone’s cultivation!
The ancestor of Jinhua, who was in the black mist, seemed to be squeezed by the power of heaven and earth, unable to move.
His cultivation level was constantly being wiped away by the black mist. It felt like he was losing his cultivation level step by step and heading towards ruins!
In the black mist, the ancestor of Jinhua suddenly turned around, and was even more shocked to realize that in the dark clouds behind the spirit boat, there were actually 200,000 murderous intentions, locking him tightly!
The ancestor of Jinhua swept his mind towards the dark clouds behind the spirit boat and immediately trembled all over.
There were 200,000 savage beasts prostrate within the dark clouds, all kneeling in the direction of Ning Fan with extremely respectful expressions.
Seeing this scene, Jinhua Patriarch's heart beat wildly, and his face immediately lost all color. Who knows, in addition to his own amazing magical powers, Ning Fan also has hundreds of thousands of beast subordinates guarding him!
"What is the origin of Zhao Jian? His supernatural powers are so terrifying, and he is guarded by two hundred thousand beasts!"
"The Realm of Broken Thoughts! This person must be in the Realm of Broken Thoughts. There must be some cover for his cultivation! You must not offend this person!"
"Mo Yuanzi, you are despicable! You knew that this person should not be provoked, but you did not tell me and allowed me to provoke him. Your intentions are extremely vicious!"
The ancestor of Jinhua had an earth-colored face, and it was difficult to calm down in front of Ning Fan.
Under the crisis, the ancestor of Jinhua gritted his teeth and slapped Tianling with his palm, hoping to use the last resort to save his life.
But at this moment, Ning Fan had a thought and removed all the black mist, but let the Jinhua ancestor go.
He had no intention of killing the ancestor of Jinhua. Keeping this person behind would also be a great help in rescuing the Immortal Master Miaoyan.
"If you mess with me again, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Ning Fan stepped out of his black-clothed and black-haired body, faced the Kongkong Stone, sat down again, and continued to meditate.
The black-robed old man named Ni Fan, under the guidance of Guixu, can wipe out the enemy's cultivation for a hundred thousand years with every breath.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, can only wipe out the enemy's cultivation for a thousand years in one breath, and after ten breaths, the magical power will be broken and it will be difficult to last.
His understanding of the Guixu Finger is still far from enough...
The ancestor of Jinhua looked even more embarrassed, looking at Ning Fan with eyes full of fear.
He understood that Ning Fan was merciful, otherwise he might not be able to survive today...
He did not dare to resent Ning Fan, and all his anger was directed at Mo Yuanzi.
"Mo Yuanzi, please remember this! Today you are plotting against me. When I return to Beitian in my old age, I will never let you go!"
"Okay, I'm waiting to see how you won't let it go!" Mo Yuanzi smiled obscenely, his expression full of gloating.
Ning Fan's magical powers and strength really shocked him, but he felt that it was all reasonable. After all, he had already seen that Ning Fan could not be messed with.
The ancestor of Jinhua glared at Mo Yuanzi again, found a place on the bow of the ship, and began to heal his wounds in a depressed manner.
When I think of Ning Fan's magical power that wiped out his cultivation, I still feel a little scared. Such a terrifying magical power is almost on par with the heaven-suppressing treasure of the Beitian Heritage Palace - the 'Yin Rong Pearl'.
But he made up his mind that no matter what happened during this trip, he would not offend Ning Fan any more...if he saw Ning Fan in the future, he would have to take a detour.
The spirit boat continued to move forward, passing through several living door interfaces one after another. Suddenly, many exhausted human monks appeared in front of them.
These monks were wearing uniform uniforms and seemed to belong to a certain human war department. They were fleeing in the opposite direction to Mo Yuanzi and others.
The monks were fleeing in a hurry when they suddenly saw Mo Yuanzi's spirit boat. They were all overjoyed.
Mo Yuanzi stood majestically on the bow of the ship. Some monks who recognized Mo Yuanzi directly asked for help.
"We are the war department of Liuhe Immortal Lord. We are being chased by a blood-soul beast. One hundred thousand war guards are fighting to the death! Two commanders of Suinian are trying their best to kill the beast. We are ordered to look for help everywhere! I beg Senior Mo Yuanzi to take action and save the two commanders of Suinian!"
Another monk saw the Jinhua Ancestor on the bow of the boat and was overjoyed, "It's the Jinhua Ancestor! There are actually two Suinian Seniors on this boat. With them here, they will definitely be able to save the two commanders!"
The monks on the Demon Yuan Boat all gasped when they heard the words of these monks.
Why is the blood soul ferocious beast so powerful that it can kill hundreds of thousands of war troops and flee, and it can even make two Suinian commanders fight to the death...
Mo Yuanzi's face twitched. Although he saved many people along the way, he was not a kind person.
The blood soul ferocious beast sounded extremely powerful upon hearing it, so he didn't bother to wade into the muddy water to save some unknown Commander Suinian. Wouldn't it be unjust if I sacrificed my own life to save others?
The ancestor of Jinhua also shook his head frequently. He was also unwilling to take risks for unrelated people.
Only Ning Fan's eyes moved slightly, stood up, and sent a message to the monks asking for help,
"Where did you encounter the ferocious beast on the Life Sect interface?"
Those monks didn't know Ning Fan. But seeing that Ning Fan was in the same row as Mo Yuanzi and Jinhua Ancestor, and presumably also a famous figure in the human race, he naturally did not dare to neglect and respectfully threw out a map slip. replied,
"The interface where we encounter ferocious beasts has been marked on the jade slip. Seniors will know it as soon as they see the jade slip."
Ning Fan took the jade slip, glanced at it with his spiritual thoughts, and his expression suddenly sank.
The place where this group of human monks encountered the blood soul beast. Astonishingly, he was on the route to rescue the Immortal Master of Miaoyan!
Ning Fan didn't care about the two commanders of broken thoughts who the cultivators said were blocking the ferocious beasts. What he cared about was the safety of Zhao Die'er and others.
The Shattered Continent where Zhao Dieer and others are flying is heading in this direction. If they encounter the blood soul beast...
"When you came here, did you see a broken continent blessed by golden light?" Ning Fan suddenly asked.
"I've seen it! It was to protect the monks on the Broken Continent that the two Suinian Commanders led their armies to fight to the death with the ferocious beasts!" The monks replied respectfully.
Hearing this, Ning Fan's eyes immediately changed, he tiptoed a little, and disappeared directly into the bow of the ship with the Kong Kong Stone. He stepped on the Kong Kong Stone and flew into the void.
The huge dark cloud behind the spirit boat suddenly dissipated, and 200,000 wild beasts followed Ning Fan's thoughts and all flew out, densely packed like locusts crossing the border.
He didn't care about the life or death of others, but he had to save Zhao Dieer and others.
When he left the Broken Continent, he had left a mark of counter-spiritual magic on the continent. At this moment, the mark was still intact, so no one was expected to be alive.
But being targeted by the blood soul ferocious beast, it is not safe to come to Tianman City at this moment.
Carrying 200,000 wild beasts, Ning Fan stepped on the golden rainbow and rushed out. The beasts followed closely behind, speeding through the air. The scene was so amazing!
Whether it was the tens of thousands of monks on the Demonic Essence Boat or the lone monks who came to ask for help, they were all speechless and speechless at this moment.
Seeing 200,000 barbaric beasts again, Mo Yuanzi and Jinhua Ancestor also felt their hearts beating wildly, but because they had seen them before, they were a little more calm than others.
"What should I do? Do you want to follow me..." Jinhua Ancestor asked Mo Yuanzi with a solemn gaze.
"Follow me... Since Fellow Daoist Zhao Jian is going, we'd better follow him and have a look. No matter how strong the blood soul beast is, with Fellow Daoist Zhao Jian's 200,000 beasts standing in front of us, we should still be safe. of..."
If you don’t follow, what can you do?
Mo Yuanzi looked at the jade slip on the map. The direction indicated by the jade slip was on the route to find Miaoyan Xianzun. It was impossible not to go there.
"Speaking of which, if the Miaoyan Immortal Lord is really in front, why don't these people ask the Immortal Lord for help, but instead ask me for help... If the Immortal Lord is really in front, then no matter how strong the Blood Soul Beast is, it seems You can't be so arrogant..."
"Miaoyan Immortal Lord, is it really on this route..."
Mo Yuanzi once again doubted the authenticity of Ning Fan's information, but he had no choice but to believe it.
He activated the Demonic Boat, carrying a boatload of monks, and followed Ning Fan and the beasts before fleeing forward. He only prayed that if he went along this way, he would be able to find the Immortal Lord and save his life...
(2/3) (To be continued.)
