The Siming Sect has a long history of plotting against the ancient passage in the wilderness.
The True Dragon Clan wants to sacrifice blood to the wilderness and awaken the ancient passage. This matter will be leaked to some extent, and the Siming Sect is not completely unaware of it.
Regarding the plan of the True Dragon Clan, the Immortal Emperors of the Four Seas Sect held a tacit attitude, because the Four Seas Sect also wanted to awaken the ancient passage...
The Immortal Edict of Sealing Heaven left by the Siming Sect in the wilderness is a proof. This thing will not stop the demon clan's plan, it will only delay the demon clan's plan for seven days, giving the Siming Sect enough reaction time to fight for the ancient passage.
Regardless of whether they are monsters or humans, in their eyes, the lives of barbarians are nothing more than nothing. If they can awaken the ancient passage, there is no harm in blood sacrifice to the barbarians...
Now, the Nine Heavenly Tower has finally appeared. As the Immortal Lord of the Siming Sect, the Miaoyan Immortal Lord has the obligation to go and investigate like the Liuhe Immortal Lord.
If possible, she would try to gain control of the entrance to the Nine Heavens Palace.
The worst she could do was to prevent the demon tribe from seizing the entrance before the power of the Heaven-Sealing Immortal Edict was exhausted... This was her responsibility as the Immortal Lord of the Four Seas Sect.
"I want to go to the Nine Heavens Palace to find out what's going on. Fellow Daoist Zhao, do you want to go with me? Putting aside the identity of the ancient passage, there should be many opportunities in the Nine Heavens Palace. Don't you want to go, Fellow Daoist? Do you want to take a look?" Miaoyan Immortal asked expectantly.
"Well... Zhao shouldn't go to Jiuzhong Tianque to join in the fun." Ning Fan pondered for a moment and shook his head to reject the proposal of Immortal Miaoyan.
"Do you, Fellow Daoist Zhao, want to stay here and protect the barbarians here?" Immortal Miaoyan looked thoughtful, looking towards the direction of Tianman City with his beautiful eyes.
"Yes." Ning Fan replied.
If you go to the Nine Heavens Palace, you must leave Xian Loli, Zhao Dieer and others behind.
Nowadays, the wilderness is dangerous and unpredictable. If he leaves, who knows if there will be any danger here? No one can guarantee this.
The Miaoyan Immortal Lord went to Jiuzhong Tianque to investigate in order to fulfill his responsibilities as the Mingzong Immortal Lord.
But Ning Fan has no responsibility to go to Jiuchong Tianque. He wants to stay here to protect Xian Loli, Zhao Dieer and others.
And to this day, Ning Fan has figured out many things.
Judging from the deliberate efforts of the demon clan and the human clan towards the ancient passage. The changes that have occurred one after another in the wilderness are probably beyond the expectations of the demon clan and the human clan, and they are also under the control of both parties.
The appearance of the ancient passage will inevitably lead to competition between countless powerful people from the two races. If you get involved in something related to the ancient passage, you might get into trouble.
The collapse of the wilderness will only last for seven days. After seven days, the power of the Heaven-Sealing Immortal Edict will be exhausted.
By then, I'm afraid there will be a lot of strong men from the demon and human races. Entering the wilderness, fighting to a bloody head for an ancient passage...
Ning Fan is not a meddlesome person. He has no obligation to go to the ancient passage, and he does not crave the opportunities in the passage.
Compared with those opportunities, he is more willing to stay here and protect the safety of Xian Loli, Zhao Dieer and others.
"Since fellow Taoist Zhao doesn't want to go to the Nine Heavens Tower, I won't force myself. It would be good if fellow Taoist Zhao is here to guard..."
Seeing that Ning Fan did not want to go with him, Miao Yanxian Zun felt a little regretful. But he didn't say anything and looked deeply at Ning Fan.
She felt as if she really got to know Ning Fan at this moment... This is a strange monk who cares about the life and death of barbarians...
For some reason, Miao Yanxianzun didn't feel disgusted with Ning Fan like this.
As the lotus steps moved lightly, she finally turned into a rainbow and flew away from here.
Looking at the leaving figure of Immortal Miaoyan, Ning Fan shook his head and returned to Tianman City not far from the Third Peak.
When the six Immortal Lords came, they took away a large number of strong men from the Four Sea Sect such as Teng Nan, Teng Bei, Sang Chong. Now with the departure of Miaoyan Xianzun. On the entire human continent, there are not many Suinian and Shekong left.
Many monks were terrified, fearing that Ning Fan would also leave and no one would be here to guard the place.
Fortunately, Ning Fan did not leave. Instead, he chose to stay.
"Senior Zhao Jian, doesn't he plan to leave with the two immortals Liuhe and Miaoyan... Speaking of which, where is this illusory palace shadow..."
"I don't know, but I have a hunch that there may be a lot of opportunities..."
Mo Yuanzi, Jinhua Patriarch and other Sui Nian are not affiliated with Siming Sect and were not taken away by Liuhe Immortal Lord.
These old monsters of Suinian communicated with each other and discussed something secretly. After a while, they also flew away from the human continent one by one, following the departure route of Liuhe and others to find the Nine Heavens Palace. Want to go there? Join in the fun and find an opportunity.
Ning Fan did not stop Mo Yuanzi and others from leaving. His legs were on his body and it was his business to go wherever he wanted.
After Mo Yuanzi and others left, several more Shekong left, and after that, no one left.
"Uncle, so many people have left, why don't you go and see with them..."
In Tianman City, Zhao Dieer asked in a clear and pleasant voice.
"Uncle is not going anywhere..."
Ning Fan smiled slightly and patted Zhao Dieer's head gently, just like he had done many years ago.
There was no plum blossom here, but he bent his palm and made a red plum out of nothing. It was pinned to Zhao Dieer's temple.
Zhao Dieer's pretty face was slightly red, and her tender white skin had a touch of pink. In her heart, she suddenly felt confused and confused again, but in her ears, Ning Fan's voice of no desire or thought rang out, which made her not dare to have any feelings for Ning Fan for a moment, for fear of blaspheming the beauty of this moment.
"Don't be afraid, uncle will stay here to protect Die'er."
"In two days, the disaster of the barbarians should be over. At that time, it has nothing to do with you and me, or the numerous barbarians..."
Two days, two more days, this catastrophe in the wilderness should be over...
Be it Xian Loli, Zhao Dieer, or the many barbarians who were saved by him and had a fate...
During this period of time, these people will be properly protected by him!
For some reason, when he had this belief, he suddenly felt a strange feeling.
At this moment, Ning Fan clearly felt that his relationship with 224 Barbaric Patterns had become even more intimate...
Intimacy, yes, that's what it feels like...
If we talk about the barbaric patterns in the past, they would occasionally backfire on their masters, but now. This barbaric pattern seems to have been tamed, and there is no thought of backlash.
All this seems to be just because Ning Fan had the idea of protecting the barbarians...
"This barbaric pattern..."
Ning Fan looked at himself inwardly. I pondered for a long time, not knowing what I was thinking.
I don't know how long it took, but Ning Fan flashed and appeared at the top of the third peak, unblocking Yu Yin and Yang. Use the technique of peering into the sky and rain.
The Nanli Fire Formation was broken, and the Nanli Fire Map was knocked back to its original shape. Now, the three fire peaks no longer have any power and are lifeless. They are just one dead peak.
Ning Fan stood at the top of the dead third peak. As soon as he activated his magical power, a light rain as moist as butter immediately began to fall within the range of the third peak...
The rain was swaying all the way. Gradually it spreads far away, spreading to the second peak, the first peak, all corners of the interface of the living door here, and extending all the way to other interfaces.
His rain spread farther and farther, and finally covered the entire wilderness...
He saw that occasionally there were lone humans and monsters flying at high speed, but in today's wild wilderness, there was no more savage beasts to be seen.
He saw. A certain Shengmen interface in the far distance is the base camp of the demon clan. There are more than three million demon cultivators there, but there are no Poison Dragon Ancestors or Ao Xuan Immortal Lord...
He saw. Somewhere very far away in the void, there is a majestic palace gate floating.
Different from the shadow of the palace gate in the sky above his head, the palace gate there is real, and the shadow here is just a projection caused by the appearance of the palace gate.
That palace gate. It is the entrance to the Nine Heavens and the First Heaven!
As time passed, Ning Fan saw that the Poison Dragon Ancestor of the Monster Clan and Ao Xuan Immortal Lord entered the Nine Heavens Palace with a large number of Monster Clan old monsters.
Gradually, Ning Fan saw Liuhe Immortal Lord, Miaoyan Immortal Lord and others entering one after another...
He just watched all this silently, as if it had nothing to do with him.
It seemed that all the opportunities in the Nine Heavens Palace were not enough to make him tempted.
It seemed that this ancient passage that allowed humans and monsters to go to war was just a meaningless quagmire to him...
The fifth day passed and the sixth day came.
The sixth day passed and the seventh day came.
The last day of the blood sacrifice in the wilderness has come, and Ning Fan still stays here with no intention of leaving.
He was waiting, waiting for the seventh day to pass, waiting for the power of the Heaven-Sealing Immortal Edict to be completely exhausted.
He was waiting, waiting for the catastrophe that swept through the wilderness, to spend the last day so peacefully...
But on the last day of the blood sacrifice in the wilderness, a sudden change occurred in the sky above the third peak, and an ancient voice sounded.
This sound appeared inexplicably, but it sounded at night on the seventh day, when the Yin Qi was at its strongest!
"The soul is back."
"Hunxi, come back!"
This voice sounded like a call or a summons. It appeared very inexplicably, but Ning Fan immediately recognized that the voice was coming from the direction of the Nine Heavens Tower.
And in this voice, there was a hint of barbarian ancestor's aura, which made Ning Fan directly realize that the person who made this sound was a certain barbarian ancestor!
This sound cannot be heard by ordinary people. Only those with wild blood can hear it.
This is the sound of blood! It comes from the blood of the Barbarian Ancestor!
Although all the Barbarian Blood cultivated by Ning Fan were swallowed up by the Tribulation Blood, they still retained some of the Barbarian Blood's magical powers, so they heard this voice.
Xian Loli couldn't hear this sound, Liu Yan couldn't hear it, not even ancient emperors like the Moon Burial Fairy Princess could hear it.
But Zhao Die'er heard it, and all the barbarians behind Zhao Die'er heard it!
The moment the sound fell, any barbarian who heard the sound felt their souls bursting with pain and fell to the ground screaming.
The souls of these barbarians flew away from their bodies with blank eyes, and then involuntarily turned into illusory streams of light and disappeared in an instant, unknown to where they went...
Ning Fan's soul has long been integrated with the soul. Although there is a faint pain at this moment, it will naturally not break away from the soul and fly away from the body.
But those barbarians who had been saved by Ning Fan, those barbarians who had worshiped Ning Fan devoutly, now fell down one by one and lost their souls.
Even Zhao Dieer's vision went dark, and she almost fainted because her soul left her body.
Ning Fan hurriedly came to the rescue and pointed a finger at Zhao Dieer's eyebrows, sealing her soul from leaving the body.
He saved Zhao Dieer.
But he failed to save the millions of barbarians behind him in time!
"Hunxi, come back!" Ning Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold.
He has been in the wilderness for many years and has read many ancient books in the wilderness. He knows what these four simple words mean.
These four words are the spell of spiritualism that was made famous by the seventh-generation barbarian ancestor Fan Mokong!
The one who used spiritualism to capture the souls of millions of barbarians. It is most likely the seventh ancestor Fan Mokong!
It is obvious that the last day of the blood sacrifice in the barbarian wilderness has come, and it is obvious that as long as they survive today, millions of barbarians can survive.
The entire barbarian population was dead and wounded. Only these last million people, they are the last bloodline of the barbarians...
But those barbarian ancestors still refused to let these barbarians go, and still used evil and barbaric techniques. Recruiting the last of these barbarian souls...
"Uncle...what happened again...why did everyone faint on the ground, why..."
Zhao Dieer's pretty face turned pale, she broke away from Ning Fan's embrace, and looked heartbrokenly at the groups of barbarians falling to the ground on the long street in Tianman City...
No breath, all barbarians have no breath...
Are they dead? Are the last barbarians of the barbarian tribe dead?
There were more and more bad premonitions in her heart, and two glistening tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
She doesn't understand, she can't understand...
Why does God treat barbarians like this? Why must the barbarians be exterminated...Barbarians, what have you done wrong...
who is it! Who took action against the barbarians again...
"Don't cry. These barbarians just fainted temporarily and will wake up. Uncle promises. Come, wipe away your tears."
Ning Fan did not tell Zhao Die'er the truth about the Seventh Patriarch's spiritualism. He just patted Zhao Die'er's black hair as before, and said to the fairy Loli beside him,
"Xianxian, you stay here. Protect them. Daddy goes out to do some things and will be back soon."
"Oh, I know. Daddy, be careful when you go out." Xian Loli replied obediently.
"Um."
Ning Fan turned around slightly, stepped hard with his toes, and turned into a golden rainbow, heading straight towards the Nine Heavens Tower.
His expression was originally gentle. But when he turned around, no one saw that the murderous intent in Ning Fan's eyes was as cold as a storm!
Barbarian Ancestor, Barbarian Ancestor, Barbarian Ancestor... Barbarian Ancestor again!
Spiritualism is a kind of magical power that the Seventh Ancestor is most good at. It can capture the souls of barbarians from thousands of mountains and rivers, and use them to sacrifice and cast spells.
If the soul can be retrieved and put back into the body before the soul is destroyed, the barbarian whose soul was extracted will not die...
If it is too late and the soul is destroyed, millions of barbarians on this earth will die...
Ning Fan has never been a good person, but this does not mean that Ning Fan has no principles. On the contrary, he is a person who attaches great importance to principles.
There is no reason for the people he saved to be killed a second time!
He wanted to save the souls of these barbarians!
"Now in the entire wilderness, almost all the powerful people have gone to the Nine Heavens Palace. There are immortals outside, so everything will be fine."
"Nine Heavenly Palace, I didn't plan to go here, but the Seventh Ancestor is in the Nine Heavens Palace. There, he took away the souls of these barbarians."
"In this case, we have to go to the Nine Heavens Palace no matter what! Is the Seventh Patriarch..."
Ning Fan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he transformed into a golden rainbow, passing through the interfaces of the living gates at an almost terrifying speed.
The ghost's face was filled with a cold air, and his silver hair danced wildly in the void. Along the way, Ning Fan continued to swallow a lot of five-element spiritual objects, and directly refined them with the power of the five-element body, turning them into a steady stream of mana. source.
With his current escape speed and all his strength, he arrived at the Ninth Level Heavenly Palace in less than a hundred breaths.
What comes into view is a towering palace gate that is as high as the sky, and outside the palace gate, there are 3,300-level long white jade stairs!
On the palace gate, there is a letter with three ancient immortal characters called Yi Zhongtian. The vermilion ink is as red as blood.
Above the long white jade steps, white mist lingers. The white mist is dense and dense, like the fog of fairyland, carrying an extremely powerful force of forbidden air.
The power of the forbidden air is added to the body, giving people a heavy feeling of carrying a huge mountain. When any monk comes here, he will lose the ability to fly, land on the long steps, and can only climb up on foot.
When Ning Fan arrived, there were three demon cultivators in the early stage of Shekong on the long white jade steps, climbing up with great difficulty.
The three Shekongs were all sweating profusely, as if climbing the long white jade steps was extremely laborious.
The reason why it is extremely laborious is that any monk who steps on the long steps will be under heavy pressure.
The pressure on the long white jade steps is enough to make it difficult to move even in the early stages of Duzhen. If it is suppressed by the power of the Forbidden Immortal. Even in the early stages of Shekong, it would be difficult to withstand such pressure and oppression.
Among the three, the one with more profound cultivation has climbed to a height of more than a thousand steps. He was meditating on the spot and regaining his demonic power.
It had already taken him a day to climb to this height, and it had also taken him another day to climb to this height. It’s just a matter of climbing to seven or eight hundred steps.
"It seems that with the cultivation level of Shekong in the early stage and suppressed by the power of the Forbidden Immortal, it is impossible to climb the white jade steps and enter the ninth level of the sky. No wonder the ancestors of Poison Dragon and Ao Xuan only bring demons who are above the stage of Shekong. Xiu Qian came here... You and I, the three Shekong early stagers, came here privately. It seems that our trip was in vain. We can't even climb the stairs outside the palace gate..."
"That's all, that's all, you and I can take a short rest here and then return to our clan's base... There is no need to try to enter this place again... Even if there is a chance here, it is not my turn to wait... "
The three demon cultivators were panting, and after transmitting messages to each other, they all wanted to leave.
But before the three demons could leave, a golden light broke through the sky, revealing the figure of Ning Fan with a ghost face and silver hair.
As soon as Ning Fan arrived, his body was immediately suppressed by the power of the forbidden air, and he landed on the first step of the White Jade Long Step without concealing his human aura.
When the three demons saw Ning Fan arriving, they were all secretly shocked when they saw Ning Fan's ghostly face and silver hair. Even more heartbroken.
If their predictions were correct, the person in front of them should be the person for whom the Poison Dragon Ancestor had placed a heavy reward on his head...
"Should we take action against this person... The bounty offered by the Poison Dragon Ancestor is extremely high..." said the weaker one among the three.
"Don't take action. The aura this person exudes is at the middle stage of Duzhen. In other words, when this person was not suppressed by the power of the Forbidden Immortal, he was at the middle stage of Shekong... The three of you and I have lost a lot of demon power. Even if we join forces, You may not be able to defeat this person, but you may lose your life in vain..."
"No matter how high the reward is for this person, we can't kill him. We still have to think about how we can protect ourselves if this person attacks us..."
The three demons looked wary and sent out their spiritual thoughts one after another, secretly targeting Ning Fan, but no one dared to take action against Ning Fan. They only took out their magic weapons and made defensive postures, for fear that Ning Fan would take action against them.
They locked onto Ning Fan's spiritual thoughts, and just as they circled around Ning Fan, they were immediately swallowed up by an invisible suction force.
Their spiritual thoughts were swallowed up, and all three of them felt severe pain in their consciousness, and their expressions changed greatly. When they looked at Ning Fan again, they were even more fearful, and they were even more afraid to harm Ning Fan.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, seemed to have not seen the three demon cultivators, and just walked up the long white jade steps step by step.
Ning Fan just glanced at these three Shekong demon cultivators without paying too much attention to them, nor did he reveal any murderous intent.
He is not someone who kills monsters whenever he sees them. As long as the other party does not provoke him, he will not take action casually.
Moreover, he was eager to enter the Nine Heavens Palace and regain the souls of millions of barbarians, and he had no time to delay with the three demons here.
Level 1, Level 2, Level 3...
Ning Fan climbed all the way up, his speed was extremely fast, and his movement was like a ghost. In just a few breaths, he had reached the 782nd step. The pressure that was enough to overwhelm Du Zhen in his early stages was unable to slow down his pace at all!
Among the three demons, the yellow-clothed demon cultivator with the weakest cultivation level is at level 782.
When he saw Ning Fan reaching such a height in just a few breaths, his face changed drastically in shock.
According to his guess, even some powerful people in the late Shekong period would not be able to climb the White Jade level as easily as Ning Fan if they were suppressed by the power of the Forbidden Immortal.
He was secretly frightened, thinking that Ning Fan could be an old monster from the late Shekong period!
If he is really in the late stage of Shekong, once he has murderous intentions against him, he will definitely not have the strength to compete...
The yellow-clothed Shekong had a nervous look on his face. He backed away and spoke to Ning Fan in a speechless tone.
"Tao... Fellow Taoist, you can't take action against me! This move will harm the heaven and the world, and it will harm the heaven and the harmony... Although you and I are of different races, God has the virtue of good life, you can't..."
I thought Ning Fan would definitely take action against him, but Ning Fan didn't even look at him. He walked over and continued climbing up.
"Uh... This person is an old monster from the human race, and his cultivation level is much higher than mine, yet he doesn't want to kill me. This... how is this possible..." The old monster in yellow was greatly surprised.
Judging from the hatred between humans and monsters in the wilderness, it seems that the other party has no reason to let him go...
"Is this person eager to enter the Nine Heavens Palace and has no time to fight with me? Yes, that must be the case..." The more the old demon in yellow thought about it, the more he felt that this guess was correct.
Ning Fan continued to climb up, and at level 826, he passed by the second demon cultivator. Still didn't take action.
At level 1106, he passed by the third demon cultivator, but still did not take action.
Until Ning Fan reached the position above 2000 steps, he was already far away. The three demon cultivators breathed a sigh of relief. After they were sure that Ning Fan would not fight back, they immediately walked down, as if they were running at full speed.
Ning Fan ignored the actions of the three demons, walking like ghosts. After more than ten breaths, he walked through the 3,300 white jade steps and stood outside the palace gate.
At this moment, the palace gate has been closed. The palace gate is a stone gate, very high. Under the cover of the white mist here, it is impossible to see where it is.
Everyone who attempts to enter the Nine Heavenly Palace must spend a stick of incense and perform three hundred and thirty rituals towards the palace gate. Only then can you enter this door.
Under the suppression of the power of the Forbidden Immortal, now only the Sui Nian level old monster can ignore this etiquette and directly burst in...
Ning Fan had no intention of saluting a stone gate, nor did he intend to waste a stick of incense here. He was eager to enter the Nine Heavens Palace and save the souls of those barbarians, so he naturally did not want to spend too much time here.
His eyes only glanced at Shimen, and Ning Fan suddenly flashed a faint red light, activating the power of blood tribulation, and pressed forward with a finger.
He robbed the blood level. It is already nine stars with residual blood, and the power of the calamity thought in the body alone is enough to rival ordinary monks in the early and middle stages of Shekong!
Under the suppression of the power of the Forbidden Immortal, Ning Fan only relied on his calamity power. It’s enough to fight against the old monsters in the early and middle stages of Suinian!
The three Shekong demon cultivators had just escaped down the white jade steps when they suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the palace gate at the top of the white jade steps.
The three demons were shocked, turned around suddenly, and saw a thousand-foot-long scarlet finger shadow, pressing one finger on the giant door!
That scarlet finger shadow. It was so evil that the three demons instinctively trembled all over and broke out in cold sweat after just one glance!
The power in the finger shadow was the first time the three demons had seen in their lives. It was neither demonic nor magical...
As soon as the finger shadow fell, the palace gate of Jiuzhong Tianque was immediately smashed to pieces, and the ground was covered with rubble. And Ning Fan, step in!
After Ning Fan stepped in, the rubble on the ground flew up one after another and condensed into the palace gate again...
With one finger, the palace gate was shattered!
"Old monster Suinian Nian! That ghost-faced, silver-haired cultivator is definitely the old monster Suinian Nian from the human race!"
The expressions of the three demons all changed drastically, and they were filled with fear.
Fortunately, they didn't take action against Ning Fan. If they had, they would definitely die!
The three of them are only in the early stage of Shekong. Even if they are added together, they are no match for the old monster in the Broken Thought Realm!
The moment Ning Fan pointed at the palace gate and entered the Nine Heavens Palace, Ning Fan's blurred shadow appeared on the painting. Unfortunately, the projection was extremely blurry and no one could see Ning Fan's face clearly.
"It's already the seventh day, is there anyone who has entered the Nine Heavens Palace..." The True Dragon Clan Chief glanced at the photo, stopped paying attention, and ordered the demon to move the photo to the upper level of the Nine Heavens Palace.
What caught his attention was not Ning Fan, who had been late in entering the Ninth Heavenly Palace, but those who had already climbed to the top of the Heavenly Palace...
When he saw that the people with the highest positions were all barbarians, the leader of the True Dragon clan snorted coldly.
"Hmph, these barbarian ancestors are walking very fast. At this speed, they will reach the highest point of the Nine Heavens Tower before the power of the Heaven-Sealing Immortal Edict is exhausted..."
"I didn't expect that the fastest ones would be these barbarians..."
The moment Ning Fan entered the Nine Heavens Palace, there was suddenly an extra line of text at the 135th position on Meng Xuanzi's bluestone monument.
'The name cannot be displayed... This person has entered the first floor of the Nine Heavens Palace, the 1st Palace. '
Meng Xuanzi was slightly surprised, and most of the human immortal emperors who stared at the ancient monument also looked surprised.
There are already 134 names on the giant monument. The one who appears this time is the 135th person... But the 135th person is nameless.
"Why can't this person's name be displayed?" Ancient Emperor Tongtian frowned slightly and asked Meng Xuanzi.
Nowadays, 135 people have successfully entered the Nine Heavenly Palace, but inside, only the position of the Seventh Generation Barbarian Ancestor cannot be displayed.
Now, there is such a only person whose name cannot be revealed. The cautious Ancient Emperor Tongtian naturally wants to know the reason...
"This person's name cannot be revealed because he is wearing a secret treasure that conceals his identity and appearance." Meng Xuanzi replied.
"Really..." Ancient Emperor Tongtian said calmly.
The 135th person to enter the Nine Heavens Palace is naturally Ning Fan. Because Ning Fan wears the Innate Ghost Mask, the name column cannot be displayed.
Ancient Emperor Tongtian did not pay too much attention to this monk whose name cannot be shown. His eyes were more focused on the top few people.
Liuhe Immortal Lord ranks seventh, and his current location is the fifth floor of the Nine Heavens Palace, the 57th Palace.
Miaoyan Xianzun ranked eighth, and his current location is the fifth floor, the 22nd house.
The sixth one is the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor of the Monster Clan, currently located on the fifth floor, in the 93rd palace.
The fifth one is Ao Xuan, who has entered the sixth level and is located in the 12th palace of the sixth level.
The top four are not the demon race, nor the human race... but the four barbarian ancestors of the wild,
Among the four Barbarian Ancestors, the Seventh Ancestor is at the front, having entered the seventh level, the 72nd Palace!
"Could it be that the barbarians are the ones who reach the top first..." Ancient Emperor Tongtian frowned slightly and pondered.
But a moment later, Ancient Emperor Tongtian let out a sigh and looked at the unknown monk who was ranked last.
In just ten breaths of time, the unknown monk's position has broken through from the first floor, the 1st house, to the 19th house!
It is rare to break down a palace at such a fast speed. Only the four Eternal Immortal Lords including Barbarian Ancestor, Ao Xuan, Du Long, Liu He, Miao Yan and others who entered the early stage of Tianque have reached this speed!
"Is this person also an Eternal Monk? Weird, according to my deduction, there seems to be no such Eternal Monk in the wilderness at this moment... I can't see this person's name, who could he be... " Ancient Emperor Tongtian muttered.
(1/2)(To be continued.)
