Looking at the broken rubies on the compass, the Poison Dragon Ancestor's eyes became increasingly gloomy.
On the other hand, Immortal Ao Xuan on the side said very calmly, "Fellow Taoist Poison Dragon, there is no need to worry about this matter. One ancient statue was destroyed, and there are six more. As long as one ancient statue can be found within six days, the ancient passage can be awakened. If things go wrong, there is still room for redemption.”
"Fellow Taoist Ao Xuan's words make sense. I am just agitated."
The Poison Dragon Ancestor took a deep breath, calmed down, put away the compass, and continued to close his eyes to heal his wounds.
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"Second Innate Bow Spirit..."
Zhu Gong Gong Ling's words made Ning Fan's eyes flash slightly, but the magical power in his hand continued. He pointed forward with his index finger, and the power of heaven and earth immediately roared out, forming a blockade, and pinned the oncoming young Gong Ling to the sky. .
The five fingers pressed forward again, and a powerful force came out. At this moment, Ning Fan pushed the word secret to the extreme.
The young boy with the bow spirit couldn't move, groaning repeatedly, and seals gradually appeared in his body. The ferocity in his eyes was subdued little by little, and he roared unwillingly, turning into a blood-colored iron bow.
Ning Fan still had an indifferent expression. He bent his palm and put the blood bow in his hand. He glanced at it and nodded, but said nothing more.
Sensing that the young bow spirit was being subdued by Ning Fan, the sealed Zhu Gong Bow Spirit in Xuanyin Realm became even more excited, "Master! Did you capture the innate bow spirit that time? Give it to me to swallow!" This product is a great tonic, really a great tonic!”
"Noisy!"
Hearing that Zhu Gong Gong Ling was still making noise, Ning Fan frowned, snorted coldly, and activated the seal in his body. In an instant, Zhu Gong Gong Ling screamed miserably, but could no longer speak.
There are many kinds of weapon spirits. There are sword spirits for swords and axe spirits for axes. The bow spirit is naturally also a kind of weapon spirit.
Among the weapon spirits, some are strong and some are weak, and most of them are divided into five levels: ordinary level. Immortal products are acquired, secondly innate, and innate.
Take a closer look at this blood bow bow spirit. It was indeed an innate bow spirit, but at the moment, Ning Fan had other things to do and had no time to deal with the blood bow spirit.
Ning Fan put away the blood bow and bow spirit seal and glanced at it. Looking at the blood pool not far away.
Ning Fan chased Fan Lianxiu all the way, and had already escaped a lot of distance. Apart from him, there was only this huge solitary blood pool in the void.
In the blood pool, there are too many remnant souls of barbarians, the number is unknown, trillions, it is impossible to count them, they are crowded together.
These remnant souls were all mortals that Fan Lianxiu had slaughtered. They all looked full of resentment, but after Ning Fan killed Fan Lianxiu, they all looked like they were filled with resentment. But they all kowtowed in the direction of Ning Fan, shouted and cried, and looked very grateful.
They were babbling and talking. Judging from their expressions, they were expressing words of gratitude, but they could only make ghost sounds and could not speak human words.
As soon as Fan Lianxiu died, the blood pool began to disintegrate little by little, and the many remaining barbarian souls in the blood pool began to disintegrate little by little. Dissipated with the wind.
They had died long ago in ancient times, and their remaining souls should not have survived to this day.
If the barbarian dies. There is no way to re-enter reincarnation, because the wild reincarnation of heaven has been destroyed before ancient times...
Looking at the hundreds of millions of wild souls dissipating one after another, Ning Fan was powerless to stop them, but his eyes were filled with sighs.
He activated the Fuli Spiritual Wheel, trying to use the power of the Spiritual Wheel. He tried to contain these remnant souls, but found it impossible to do so.
Fuli Linglun can only accommodate those who died and refused to surrender. These barbarians did not die in battle, nor were they unyielding, so they cannot accommodate...
They are a group of people abandoned by reincarnation. After death, they will disappear. They only have this life and no afterlife...
Ning Fan remained silent. He took out a jar of wine from his storage bag, opened the mud seal, and sprinkled it into the blood pool as a farewell to this group of barbarians who had been abandoned by reincarnation.
His eyes gradually became blank. At this moment, he seemed to see the fate of the barbarians. That fate was a line segment with a beginning and an end, but there was no way to go back and start over...
He also seems to have some understanding of the fate of mortals in the four worlds and nine realms.
Their fate is a circle, connected by life and death. No matter life or death, they are all in the circle, and the scenes of life and death are repeated continuously. That circle is called reincarnation...
"Barbarians have lost the qualification for reincarnation...but reincarnation, what is it..."
At the moment when the last wild soul dissipated, Ning Fan closed his eyes and put away all his thoughts. When he opened his eyes again, there was no unnecessary expression.
The blood pool collapsed and the remaining souls dispersed. The only thing left here was the killing incense that had accumulated in the blood pool.
The number of those killing incense was extremely huge. As the blood pool collapsed, it spread like a sea of fog in the void.
These killing incense are produced by the dead barbarians hating their barbarian ancestors. They have been accumulated for countless years, but for the innate ghost noodles, they seem to have become the most delicious delicacies...
Ning Fan pondered for a moment and finally decided to take away the killing incense.
He took out a blue and white porcelain vase, pointed the mouth of the bottle at the sea of incense mist, and pronounced the word "collect", and the billowing sea of mist immediately flowed into the bottle.
This porcelain bottle is an immortal treasure of the One After Nirvana, but I don’t know which battle it was captured from.
The blue and white porcelain vase collected the incense smoothly at first, but it only collected less than 1% of the entire incense mist sea. Suddenly, it cracked in two with a bang, and all the incense collected flowed back into the mist sea.
This blue and white porcelain vase couldn't withstand too much incense of killing, so it was destroyed...
The Immortal Treasure after Nirvana is the most commonly used magic weapon by monks in the early stage of Duzhen, but it cannot collect even 1% of the incense here...
Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly, and he took out a copper incense burner from the Three Nirvana of Houtian. The Immortal Treasure after the Three Nirvanas is an extremely powerful magic weapon for any Duzhen.
This copper incense burner was of high quality, but it only collected one-twentieth of the incense in Wuhai. It could not withstand the power of the incense and exploded, scattering the incense in all directions...
"There are too many killing incense here. Ordinary magic weapons can't withstand the power of this level of incense. But I don't know how strong a magic weapon is needed to take away all the killing incense here!"
Ning Fan raised his hand, took out a demon flag of the acquired five nirvana, and moved towards the killing incense. The incense billowed up and was immediately included in the demon flag.
The Immortal Treasure after the Five Nirvanas is a powerful magic weapon for any Shekong monk. The four fine dust swords among Ning Fanyu's five swords are only the fifth nirvana level.
But the demon flag only took away one-fifth of the killing incense, so it couldn't withstand the power of the incense and exploded...
In Ning Fan's storage bag, there were several acquired immortal treasures of Sixth Nirvana and Seventh Nirvana. He was considering whether to test these magic weapons again when he suddenly remembered something.
He turned his hand and raised it, but it came from the Xuanyin world. Take out a heavy and scary purple gourd.
This purple gourd is an innate gourd that can be used as a material for refining innate magic weapons. It was cut out by Ning Fan on a trading star called Shaoze Star when he first entered Dongtian.
Ning Fan back then. Because his cultivation level is still low, he can't even move a gourd.
To this day, Ning Fan can already use his magical power to slightly move the gourd, but he still has no ability. Use this gourd to refine the innate magic weapon.
Generally, only Immortal Emperors are qualified to refine innate magic weapons, and Ning Fan naturally cannot refine them.
This purple gourd is hollow inside and is naturally suitable for holding things. At this moment, Ning Fan took it out as a container to hold the incense of killing.
Presumably, given the power of the innate gourd, it would not be unable to withstand the power of incense.
Ning Fan held up the gourd, pointed the mouth of the gourd at the sea of incense and mist, and pronounced the word 'accept'. The billowing incense poured into the mouth of the gourd, and after a few breaths. All the incense here was put into the gourd, and not a trace was left.
The purple gourd absorbed such a huge power of incense, but showed no signs of damage. Seeing this, Ning Fan nodded and took the gourd back to the Xuanyin Realm.
He had no intention of staying here any longer, so he turned around and left, returning the same way.
...
When Ning Fan returned, whether it was Zichou War Department and other group cultivators, or the 200,000 savage beasts he brought back. They have all landed outside Tianman City.
When they saw Ning Fan returning, still carrying the evil aura that killed Fan Lianxiu, the cultivators all raised their fists toward the sky and said,
"Thank you, senior, for killing the murderous creature. You saved me from surviving!"
Wan Xiu shouted in unison, and the sound naturally resonated in the sky.
Two hundred thousand beasts lying on the ground raised their heads one after another and let out docile roars toward the sky, as if to welcome Ning Fan back.
There are also some human beings here. Normally his eyes are higher than his head, but the expression he looks at Ning Fan is that of a junior looking at an elder.
Even Mo Yuanzi, Jinhua Ancestor, Teng Nan, Teng Bei and other human race Suinian did not dare to neglect and clasped their fists towards the sky.
If you don't know, seeing this scene, you will definitely think that everyone is welcoming a certain human race immortal. This kind of pomp is too big.
As soon as Ning Fan returned, he landed directly on the wall of Tianman City. As soon as Fang landed, the fairy Loli who was as excited as a monkey beside her giggled sweetly and jumped directly into Ning Fan's arms. She wrapped her arms around Ning Fan's neck like an octopus and sniffed Ning Fan's scent, feeling extremely relieved.
"Dad, have you beaten the old man Blood Soul to death?"
"Yes." Ning Fan nodded and lovingly stroked the silver hair of the little Lolita in his arms.
At this moment, Xian Loli's soul has returned to her body, her complexion is rosy, and her little face is bright and moving.
On her shoulder, a piece of flesh was originally scratched off, but the injury was healed thanks to Lei Li's repair.
For her, having her soul taken away by Ju Lei Ban was not a disaster, but rather like an opportunity.
She has eaten up all the thunder in the thunder flag, and the thunder flag has also been destroyed...and her aura is powerful, no longer weaker than the early stage of Suinian...
Putting down the happy fairy Loli, Ning Fan scanned the Broken Continent with his spiritual mind, his expression slightly heavy.
Although he beheaded Fan Lianxiu, tens of thousands of monks still died in Fan Lianxiu's hands after this battle. Zichou's war department originally had one hundred thousand war guards, but now there are less than sixty thousand. Even nearly a thousand of the human monks that Ning Fan saved before died at the hands of Fan Lianxiu...
Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly. In the chaos, human life is worthless. Only the strong can survive the catastrophe...
Tengnan, Tengbei and many old monsters from the human race came to see Ning Fan one after another and thanked him for saving his life. If Ning Fan hadn't arrived in time, everyone would have died in Fan Lianxiu's hands this time.
In front of these old monsters from the human race, Ning Fan used the identity of Zhao Jian.
Ning Fan secretly sent messages to Zhao Dieer, Fairy Hanwu, Tumo and other acquaintances, reminding them not to expose his real name in front of outsiders, and briefly informed them of the ins and outs of how to rescue Xian Loli's soul. people.
During this trip, Ning Fan brought back 200,000 wild beasts, as well as helpers such as Mo Yuanzi and Jinhua Patriarch.
Xian Loli swallowed the thunder sea in the thunder flag, and her strength greatly increased, which can now be regarded as a big help.
With these help, Ning Fan has a lot of confidence to rescue Miaoyan Immortal Lord in one fell swoop.
"And the Chou War Department can also be used as a help to rescue the Immortal Miaoyan..."
Ning Fan glanced at Teng Nan and Teng Bei, and when they met Ning Fan's eyes, they immediately smiled back.
After the wilderness was shattered, the six war departments under Liuhe Immortal Lord dispersed. At this moment, five war departments have contacted Liuhe Immortal Lord. And meet at the place where Liuhe Immortal Lord is. Only Zichou War Department had just contacted the large human army, and the Yin Gui used for contact was destroyed by Fan Lianxiu with one blow.
As a result, Zichou War Department has no idea where Liuhe Immortal Lord is now. I don’t know how to meet up with Liuhe Immortal Lord.
Fortunately, Teng Nan and Teng Bei learned from Mo Yuanzi that Ning Fan and his party were on their way to find the Miaoyan Immortal Lord. The interface where Miaoyan Xianzun is located seems to be not far from the Shengmen interface here, only separated by several interfaces...
In their opinion. As long as you go with Ning Fan and others, you will be able to find the Miaoyan Immortal Lord in a short time.
As a result, the entire Zichou War Department, led by Teng Nan and Teng Bei, stayed directly on Ning Fan's Broken Continent and followed Ning Fan's actions.
The support around Ning Fan increased again.
The group of cultivators only hoped that they could easily find the Immortal Miaoyan during this trip, but they did not know that the Immortal Miaoyan was currently trapped within the Death Door interface. This point was concealed by Ning Fan. Not spoken.
Once it is revealed, many monks may be afraid of the danger of death's door and leave directly, giving up looking for Miaoyan Immortal Lord.
Before arriving at the destination, Ning Fan was not prepared to tell the group of cultivators the truth, even if he was deliberately trying to trick his teammates.
With Ning Fan here, there is naturally no need for the Moon Burial Fairy to use her golden light.
The Kong Kong Stone fell in front of the group of beasts and was carefully guarded by the beasts. As Ning Fan pointed his finger in the air, billowing black mist poured out from the Kong Kong Stone. Wrapping the Broken Continent.
Ning Fan activated the golden light again, causing the entire Broken Continent to roar out like an arrow from a string. The speed of escape was even faster than before, and as he galloped all the way, he was getting closer and closer to the death door interface where the Miaoyan Immortal Lord was.
"Miaoyan Immortal Lord, although Ning has never met you, you have helped Ning once. Today, Ning will return the favor to you!"
Half an hour passed, and Ning Fan walked through the four gates of life. The further he walked, the more Mo Yuanzi felt like he had been cheated.
What you see when you enter are broken continents floating in the void, all devastated and without any breath of living people.
This is the place where Ning Fan said that the Miaoyan Immortal Lord is located. However, when they arrived here, no one saw the figure of the Miaoyan Immortal Lord.
"Uh... Fellow Daoist Zhao, didn't you say that the Immortal Master Miaoyan is here? Why can't you see the figure of the Immortal Master... Could it be that the Immortal Master has left this place..." Mo Yuanzi secretly drummed in his heart. , but said with a smile on his face.
There were many people who had doubts, but Ning Fan had no intention of answering their questions one by one.
He drove the Shattered Continent and flew to a certain vermilion giant gate, activated the rain technique, and took a closer look inside the giant gate.
With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this was a door of death, but others could not.
When he sensed that the danger inside the giant door was lower than he expected, Ning Fan smiled slightly, suddenly activated his magical power, and flew into it with the entire Broken Continent!
"This is... the death door interface! Fellow Daoist Zhao, you, you, you, why are you leading us into the death door interface!"
"Senior Zhao, you must have entered the wrong door, leave this world quickly!"
"Death's Door Interface! It's actually the Death's Door Interface! It's a big disaster, there's a big danger here, go away quickly!"
On the Broken Continent, countless monks immediately exclaimed, and Ning Fan's voice spread in due time.
"Everyone, please be patient and take a clear look. The Immortal Master of Wonderful Words is right here!"
This is the first time Ning Fan has entered the Death Gate interface. This Death Gate realm is not void. Wherever he enters, there is wind and sand as far as the eye can see.
In this world, there is a huge desert floating. At the closest point, the sand is golden. If you go further into it, the sand will become black. If you go deeper, the sand will become blood color.
In the desert, almost every few steps, there is a killing formation hidden. If a monk in the Broken Thought Realm enters the Death Gate and triggers the killing array here, he will almost certainly die.
Fortunately, the vicious formation at the entrance to this world has long been destroyed by the Miaoyan Immortal. If you don't go deep into this world, there is no danger. This is why Ning Fan dares to drive directly into the Broken Continent.
Ning Fan looked solemnly towards the blood sand area in the center of the desert.
In the blood sand area, eight stone towers can be vaguely seen. On the top of each stone tower, there is a fairy talisman outlined in red pen, with only one word on it.
seal up!
The eight stone towers, each occupying one side and following the Bagua directions, surround the central area, which is thousands of miles away, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.
Through the endless wind and sand, Ning Fan could vaguely see it. In the deepest part of the blood sand area, there is a figure of a woman, fighting hard with hundreds of giants.
She is the Wonderful Word Immortal!
Her enemies are stone giants with a height of more than 100,000 feet. They are all transformed by the power of the formation and cannot be killed.
She was trapped in the center of eight stone towers. If she were at her peak, she would probably be able to smash the eight stone towers and find a way out.
But it's a pity that at this moment, she can't break out of the eight stone towers at all, unless there is a fellow Taoist with a cultivation level close to the Immortal Lord who is willing to risk the danger and help...
At this moment, Miaoyan Xianzun's face was as pale as paper, and his pretty face was full of bitterness.
One day has passed since she asked Ning Fan for help, but Ning Fan did not come to save her after all, which made her feel a little self-deprecating and a little disappointed...
"That Taoist friend still doesn't plan to save me after all..."
"Is it true that I am going to die here..."
The Immortal Master of Miaoyan sighed quietly. She had already run out of gas, relying solely on her will to support her, waiting for rescue.
At this moment, when she thought that the other party might not intend to save her at all, her heart sank again and again, and her will gradually collapsed...
But just when she was almost desperate, the void in the distance suddenly flew into a broken continent.
There was also a man's voice coming from the Broken Continent. In an instant, it reached her ears and reached the bottom of her heart.
The voice was clearly indifferent, but there was also a hint of concern for her. After being startled for a moment, she immediately smiled and felt a little touched.
That mysterious fellow Taoist didn't abandon her, but came to save her regardless of the danger here!
Most cultivators are selfish. This person's voice was cold, and he was clearly a cold-hearted person, but he was willing to save her. Why...
Who could that person be...
"Give me ten breaths! Within ten breaths, I will definitely save you from trouble!"
(1/1) No more updates, go to bed. (To be continued.)
