"Give me the vitality in your body! This is your punishment for showing hostility to this demon!"
Ning Fan in black had a very domineering tone. As soon as he landed on the ancient bluestone road, he immediately walked towards the snake-haired old man.
The snake-haired old man was still a little uneasy in his heart, but when he noticed Ning Fan's aura of cultivation, his heart suddenly dropped. He narrowed his eyes and sneered slightly.
"Asking me to give up the vitality in my body? Huh! What a big statement! Junior! If I read it correctly, before you were suppressed by the power of the Forbidden Immortal, you should only be in the middle stage of Shekong, right? How dare you, a mere junior Shekong, To speak such arrogant words to me and to take away the vitality from my body is to say that you really don’t know what the heavens and the earth are!”
"According to my rules, if you speak rudely to me, you must die to apologize! I won't kill you myself, so just kill yourself to avoid humiliating yourself at my hands!"
After saying this, the snake-haired old man stood with his hands behind his hands and looked up at the sky. He had the air of a senior and a master, but he did not take Ning Fan, who was approaching step by step, into his eyes.
In the view of the snake-haired old man, Ning Fan uttered arrogant words to him, and he was already showing mercy by giving Ning Fan a chance to commit suicide.
If Ning Fan doesn't want to commit suicide obediently, hey, he doesn't mind killing Ning Fan, the 'younger Shekong', with his own hands.
Ning Fan ignored the snake-haired old man and still walked closer.
Seeing that Ning Fan refused to commit suicide, the snake-haired old man opened his eyes impatiently and snorted coldly.
"Stubborn! Since you refuse to commit suicide, I will personally send you on your way! I will show you the horror of the monks in the Broken Thought Realm! The art of Dao Thought, the green dragon turns into scissors!"
The snake-haired old man suddenly put his hands together, and two giant shadows of cyan dragons intertwined appeared between the sky and the earth. They were the Taoist images he had practiced hard for many years.
But when the Dao Elephant glowed with green light, the two intertwined dragons turned into a giant pair of scissors, descended directly and cut Ning Fan at the waist.
"This is my secret skill. You can be proud of yourself if you can die under this skill..."
After saying this, the snake-haired old man closed his eyes slightly. It seemed that he had foreseen the scene where Ning Fan would be killed by the green dragon.
Facing the attack of the Green Dragon Scissors, Ning Fan just slowly raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and pointed it down. He said coldly.
"Shagu!"
Immediately, a demonic wind blew up between heaven and earth, and black mist surged in. Above the sea of clouds, a huge black butterfly shadow slowly appeared, seemingly illusory and illusory, like a black flame that flickered on and off. The breath is ominous and evil.
The billowing black mist instantly condensed into a thousand-foot-long finger light as the black-clothed Ning Fan said "Chagu", and pressed directly towards the giant green dragon scissors.
But with a loud bang, the giant green dragon scissors were directly pressed into countless pieces by Ning Fan with one finger.
The snake-haired old man, who was closing his eyes like a master, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief! Before he had time to react, Ning Fan's thousand-foot-long finger rushed over and pressed down on his head!
As soon as the finger light was pressed down, the whole body of the snake-haired old man seemed to be torn apart, and there was boundless pain. With one finger, the force spreads. The snake-haired old man immediately vomited blood and flew backwards. After flying a hundred feet away, he landed heavily on the ancient bluestone road. He seemed to be a bloody man.
At this moment, there was no longer any contempt in his eyes, only shock and fear.
He knew that he had made a mistake. Ning Fan was definitely not a 'Junior from Shekong'!
"This person's finger is too strong. Even if I am not careless, even if I try my best, I still cannot catch this finger head-on! I can only retreat!"
"This person is definitely not Shekong! Even if he is not in the late stage of Suinian, he must be the kind of mid-stage Suinian who has half-stepped into the late stage!"
"Damn it! If I had known that this person was so powerful, I wouldn't have dared to talk nonsense to him. He would have escaped long ago..."
At this moment, the snake-haired old man felt extremely regretful.
Ning Fan ignored the snake-haired old man and raised his finger again to point at the snake-haired old man.
"Shagu!"
Following this guidance, endless black mist immediately appeared above the sea of clouds, like a black ocean. Directly drowning the snake-haired old man.
The black mist seemed to have the power of a seal. Inside the black mist, the snake-haired old man could not move at all. Within the black mist, waves of suction came out, swallowing up the demon power in the snake-haired old man's body, constantly wiping away his cultivation. That kind of wiping was actually impossible to defend against!
With one breath, a thousand years of Taoism will be wiped out!
Ten breaths will erase ten thousand years of Taoism!
The snake-haired old man's cultivation was so advanced that the loss of ten thousand years of Taoism was nothing to him. But what made him panic was that the vitality in his body was being devoured by the black mist at an almost terrifying speed.
If he hadn't been seriously injured by Ning Fan's finger, he might have been able to resist the loss of life a little. But at this moment, he was extremely injured, but he was no longer able to resist the loss of life.
In just ten breaths, 90% of the vitality in the snake-haired old man's body was directly drained by Ning Fan!
Ten breaths later, the black mist gradually dissipated. Looking at the dying snake-haired old man, Ning Fan frowned.
"It's not enough... Even if the vitality in this snake-haired old man's body is drained, it's not enough to be swallowed by the beast..."
"That's all, let's drain all the life out of this person first!"
Ning Fan raised his finger again, as if he wanted to use his Ruin Finger again to take away all the life of the snake-haired old man.
The snake-haired old man collapsed on the ground. When he saw Ning Fan, he raised his finger again. He turned pale with fright and begged for mercy,
"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute! If you have anything to say, please don't try to take away my life again! Ninety percent of my life has been taken away by fellow Taoist. If the remaining 10% is taken away, I must die!"
"I can see it! Isn't it that fellow Taoist has reached a bottleneck in his cultivation and needs a lot of vitality power to cultivate? The power of vitality is easy to talk about, and I have it in abundance! As long as my fellow Taoist spares me from death, I am willing to give you a treasure, which contains The vitality power is definitely enough for fellow Taoists to practice!"
"Fellow Taoist, let's discuss it. If you spare my life, I will give you a treasure...ah! Fellow Taoist, please be merciful!"
Before the snake-haired old man finished speaking, Ning Fan grabbed his neck and lifted him up like a chicken.
He was already short in stature, just a little taller than a dwarf. It was quite funny to be mentioned by Ning Fan at this moment.
"What is the treasure that contains the power of vitality that you mentioned?" Ning Fan asked coldly.
"Yes...well, I can't say it. My fellow Taoist hasn't promised to spare my life, so I don't dare to say it. Once I say it, my fellow Taoist will definitely...ah!"
The snake-haired old man suddenly screamed and passed out.
But Ning Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with the snake-haired old man, and directly used the soul-reverse technique on the snake-haired old man.
After searching for his soul, Ning Fan's eyes showed a strange look. He took away the snake-haired old man's storage bag and threw the snake-haired old man on the ground.
After rummaging around in the storage bag, Ning Fan took out a purple python bone.
When I saw that the vitality contained in this python bone was actually a hundred times as much as the vitality in the snake-haired old man's body. Ning Fan immediately nodded with satisfaction.
"This object is a fragment of bones left behind by the ancestors of the Sky-Swallowing Python Clan after they were reincarnated... Once the Sky-Swallowing Python Clan falls, they will gather their vitality into their bones and pass on the vitality in their bones to future generations. People devour..."
"If I didn't have this bone, maybe I would have to take away a few more people's lives to be enough for Man Wen to devour. With this bone, I can save myself some trouble..."
Ning Fan took away the python bone, frowned slightly, glanced at the snake-haired old man, and said indifferently, "Don't pretend to be dead! The python bone you gave is very useful to this demon, and this demon can be spared. I'll spare your life." ! The premise is that you help this demon unlock the python bone!"
The python bone does contain a lot of vitality, but it is in a sealed state. The seal is not strong. If Ning Fan is willing, he can easily break the seal. It's just that the seal is extremely special. If the seal is broken in the wrong way, the vitality contained in the python bone will dissipate in an instant...
The correct method of unsealing can only be performed by members of the Sky-Swallowing Python clan, and that is to use the power of the Sky-Swallowing Python's demon blood. To lift the seal. Outsiders don't have the bloodline of the Sky-Swallowing Python, but they can't break the seal.
The snake-haired old man was still unconscious on the ground and seemed to have no reaction to Ning Fan's words.
See this. Ning Fan raised his finger again, as if he wanted to use his Return to Ruins Finger again to take the snake-haired old man's life.
As soon as he saw that Ning Fan was about to use Return to Ruins Finger again, the snake-haired old man who fainted on the ground suddenly stood up from the ground and exclaimed hurriedly. "Fellow Taoist, please stop! You can't do it. Under this instruction, I must die!"
"Aren't you pretending to be dead?"
"No more pretending, no more pretending, hehe..."
The snake-haired old man smiled awkwardly at Ning Fan, rolled his eyes, and said, "I didn't look carefully just now, but now I realize that fellow Taoist is actually a pseudo-ancient demon! Haha, fellow Taoist turns out to be a fellow demon clan member of mine. , I'm sorry, I don't know which tribe I'm a friend of? Fellow Taoist, I just searched my memory, and it seems that I used the spirit-reverse technique of the True Dragon Clan... This technique... seems to be only used by the Eternal Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Clan, right? Why can fellow Taoist..."
The snake-haired old man was smiling apologetically on the surface, but actually his heart was filled with huge waves. He secretly guessed that Ning Fan was the Eternal Immortal of the True Dragon Clan? Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate the counter-spiritual technique!
Ning Fan was not going to talk nonsense with the snake-haired old man, so he directly threw the python bone to the snake-haired old man, "I'll give you a stick of incense to unseal this python bone. If you can't do it, die! If you say one more nonsense, die!" "
The snake-haired old man hurriedly caught the python bone, feeling cold all over his body. He didn't dare to talk nonsense to Ning Fan anymore, so he obediently shut up.
He glanced at the python bone in his hand with a slightly complicated look, then glanced at Ning Fan, gritted his teeth, crossed his legs on the ground, and activated the power of blood in his body to unseal the seal in the python bone.
"Hey, I relied on countless merits to obtain such a small piece of ancestral python bone from the clan. Unexpectedly, before I could swallow this python bone, this bone would be given to others... Come on, as long as I can To save my life, I have to give up this python bone, so what's the matter! This person is most likely an old monster from the True Dragon Clan, I can't afford to mess with this person... I hope this person can keep his promise, and with my help After he unseals this bone, spare my life..."
In just half a stick of incense, the snake-haired old man completed unsealing the python bone and handed it to Ning Fan respectfully.
Ning Fan took the python bone and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and with a sway, his body immediately shattered into countless black demonic lights and disappeared from the 21st ancient road.
At the same time, in the 78th Palace on the 19th Ancient Road, Ning Fan, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes for the first time.
From the beginning to the end, Ning Fan's true form did not leave the 19th Ancient Road. He only used his magical powers to transform into a black-clothed demon body and descended to the snake-haired old man. That was all.
At this moment, Ning Fan suffered a serious loss of vitality in his body. As he withdrew his magical power, a large amount of vitality immediately appeared in his body, and a purple python bone appeared in his hand.
Ning Fan placed the python bone horizontally on his knees, pointed his fingers on the python bone, and absorbed the life force within the python bone.
Gradually, the barbaric lines in the body swallowed up enough vitality, and the backlash began to lessen and gradually subsided.
Gradually, Ning Fan's ear. There were disembodied voices of barbarians chanting sutras, which seemed very close but also seemed very far away. It was difficult to hear clearly the content of the sutras...
He was sitting cross-legged in the hall. The barbaric patterns on his body continued to feel burning, and at the same time, behind him, the shadow of an ancient statue slowly appeared. The shadow of the ancient statue was not solid, only a head. There is no face, and the limbs have only rough outlines, roughly the shape of a human.
At the moment when the ancient statue was formed, wild blood was continuously generated in Ning Fan's body. Among the wild blood, there were traces of bloodline memories flowing into Ning Fan's sea of consciousness.
Those bloodline memories are all related to Shao Siman's nine calamities. Until this moment, Ning Fan didn't know that the backlash would occur every time the number of barbaric patterns reached a hundred. It's called calamity, and what he just passed through was Shao Siman's third calamity!
Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the ancient statue behind him. From those bloodline memories, Ning Fan learned that among the barbarians, this ancient statue was called the 'Shaoman Statue' by the barbarians and belonged to various tribes. The symbol of Shao Siman’s status!
Condensing the image of Shaoman means becoming Shao Siman of the barbarian tribe!
"I'm not a barbarian. I actually became the barbarian's Shao Siman..." A gleam flashed in Ning Fan's eyes.
"It's the aura of the Shaoman Statue! That boy actually condensed the Shaoman Statue!"
On the sixth and seventh floors of Tianque, the first generation, second ancestor, and fourth ancestor all looked moved, stopped, and looked deeply. Looking towards the lower sky.
Others could not notice the Shaoman statue taking shape, but these three people, as Barbarian Ancestors, could detect it.
The eyes of the second ancestor and the fourth ancestor showed greed at this moment!
Since Ning Fan survived the third disaster and condensed the Shaoman statue, it stands to reason. A drop of barbarian ancestral blood can be generated in his body!
If they swallowed this drop of Ning Fan's ancestral blood, the benefits would definitely be huge!
The second and fourth ancestors really wanted to run to the third floor of Tianque immediately, kill Ning Fan, and swallow Ning Fan's blood.
It's a pity that these two people don't have time to pay attention to Ning Fan at the moment. They have to climb all the way up to the top of Tianque...
"What a pity, I really want to swallow this son..." the second and fourth ancestors said with regret.
The eyes of the first-generation barbarian ancestors were full of fire and solemnity, not much greed.
"I never thought that this son would really become Shao Siman. In this way, the ancestral barbarian blood possessed by this son can become an excellent sacrifice to awaken the ninth generation of barbarian gods!"
"The only pity is that this child is currently in the lower level of Tianque. I am eager to go to the top of Tianque and have no time to return to the lower level to capture this child..."
"That's all, I still have a few sacrifices on hand, which I can barely use, but it doesn't mean I have to use this one..."
The first-generation barbarian ancestor shook his head, withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward.
Although he really wanted to capture Ning Fan and take it as a sacrifice, it was a pity that he didn't have time to do it at the moment...
...
On the third floor of Tianque, on the 19th Ancient Road, within the 78th Palace.
As soon as his own Shaoman statue was formed, Ning Fan immediately generated a large amount of wild blood in his body. Faintly, there was even a drop of ancestral wild blood generated in Ning Fan's body!
He already knew from his bloodline memory that what he had just survived was Shao Siman's third disaster. He also already knew that once he passed through the third ancestral blood and became Shao Siman, a drop of ancestral barbarian blood would be generated in his body...
Ning Fan already knew all this, but when he realized that there was an extra drop of ancestral blood in his body, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.
For the Eternal Immortal Lord, if he wants to cultivate a drop of ancestral blood, it will take at least millions of years of hard work.
He had just survived Shao Siman's third calamity, and he was able to cultivate a drop of ancestral blood, which was really a big benefit.
But it's a pity that this ancestral blood didn't stay in Ning Fan's body for long before it was devoured by the robbery blood...
The ancestral barbaric blood can be swallowed without fail... As a calamity blood, he is so willful...
The pressure of the ancestral barbaric blood had just risen on Ning Fan's body. The pressure quickly dissipated and was mixed with the pressure of the calamity blood...
"I didn't expect this calamity blood to be so overbearing, it could even swallow the ancestral barbaric blood..." Ning Fan said to himself with a solemn gaze.
He couldn't help but become solemn, absorbing the power of a whole drop of ancestral blood, and his level of blood tribulation skyrocketed again.
His calamity blood level was originally a nine-star residual blood level. The gap between nine-star residual blood and one-star true blood was as huge as the earth and the sky.
Under normal circumstances, it would be unimaginably difficult for him to break through the True Blood Level Tribulation Blood. But with the help of this drop of ancestral blood. The difficulty has been reduced a lot.
Ning Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, the red light on his body getting thicker and thicker, and the calamity blood was boiling in his body.
The calamity blood level is gradually breaking through to the one-star true blood level. Getting closer.
A large number of red calamity clouds began to appear on the entire third level of Tianque, and faintly, the first scarlet calamity thunder struck down from the sky. Coming, the roar is endless!
Immediately afterwards, there were the second, third, and fourth thunders... More and more thunders formed in the sky and fell towards the sea of clouds!
One by one, the old monsters in the early stage of Suinian who were breaking into the palace on the third floor of Tianque hurriedly walked out of the palace and looked towards the sky. Everyone looked at the red tribulation thunder with palpitations in their hearts!
No one knows why the third level of the Heavenly Palace is filled with catastrophes. No one knows what the red thunder means.
No one knows. That red thunder is the thunder of tribulation thoughts transformed by the power of tribulation thoughts!
Everyone only knew that the power of the red thunderbolt was too terrifying, and any red thunderbolt was enough to kill the Life Immortal monk.
Ten red thunders can kill Du Zhen!
A hundred red thunders can kill Shekong!
Thousands of red thunder can kill Suinian!
In this barbaric wilderness suppressed by the power of the Forbidden Immortal, you only need to have a hundred red thunders to kill the old monster in the early stage of Suinian!
"This... what kind of thunder!" Mo Yuanzi said. Regardless of the ancestors of Jinhua, in the third floor of Tianque, all the old monsters Suinian looked at the red thunder above their heads, and they all felt timid.
The number of thunders is increasing. In the end, the number reached nine hundred and ninety-nine!
The nine hundred and ninety-nine thunderbolts suddenly roared out, flew towards the 19th ancient road, flew into the 78th palace, and flew into Ning Fan's body.
this moment. Ning Fan's calamity blood level has completely exceeded the one-star true blood level!
At this moment, a strange red rune appeared on the back of Ning Fan's right hand. As soon as the rune was activated, 999 thunders of calamity thoughts immediately appeared around Ning Fan's body and in Ning Fan's ears. Everything is filled with the sound of wind and thunder!
"Are these Tribulation Thought Thunders the magical powers possessed by Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit Tribulation Blood Tribulation Blood?" Ning Fan looked at those Tribulation Thoughts red thunders and pondered.
With a thought in his mind, the scarlet runes on the back of his right hand were immediately hidden, and the thunder of tribulation thoughts circling around him also disappeared.
After another urging, the runes reappeared, and 999 tribulation thunders also appeared one by one.
"The power of these tribulation thunders is very strong! Just one thunderbolt is enough to kill the life-killing immortal! Ten tribulation thunders in hand are enough to kill the monks in the early stage of Duzhen. One hundred tribulation thunders in hand are enough to kill the early stage monks of Shekong. Monk! Now I have nine hundred and ninety-nine tribulation thunders. These tribulation thunders alone are enough to sweep across the invincible Shekong Realm! In this barbaric world suppressed by the power of the Forbidden Immortal, even against the peak of Suinian, I can also Raise your hand to kill! Is this the power of Tai Cang Jie Ling..."
Ning Fan opened his mouth and swallowed all the 999 tribulation thunders back into his body, silently groaning.
Today, he has 300 barbaric lines in his body and has become the Shao Siman of the barbarian tribe.
Now, he has used the power of that drop of ancestral barbaric blood to break through the bottleneck of one star of true blood and achieve a small success in calamity blood.
Tai Cang Jie Ling, who has achieved a small amount of blood, will be invincible within the territory of Shekong. Ning Fan's calamity blood broke through the one-star true blood level. Looking at the Shekong realm, he is almost invincible...
The young man behind him gradually disappeared like a shadow. Ning Fan suddenly stood up, his whole body shrouded in red light, walked out of the 78th Palace and entered the 79th Palace.
In just one breath, Ning Fan passed through the 79th Palace and entered the 80th Palace in a flash.
With another breath, Ning Fan passed through the 80th house and entered the 81st house!
After entering the third level of Tianque, Ning Fan's speed of entering the palace had gradually slowed down, but with the breakthrough of the calamity blood and his great improvement in strength, his speed of entering the palace once again increased to an extremely terrifying speed!
The moment Ning Fan became Shao Siman, the summoning technique planted in his body by the Fifth Ancestor was broken by itself.
Although the summoning barbarian technique is broken by itself, Ning Fan still has an extra barbaric pattern on his body every time he breaks through a palace.
After passing through the 82nd and 83rd houses, Ning Fan arrived at the 84th house.
The difficulty of breaking through the 84th Palace is almost several times that of the 83rd Palace. No old monster in the early stage of Broken Thoughts can break through this palace.
No matter Mo Yuanzi or the Jinhua Patriarch, even the snake-haired old man who was seriously injured by Ning Fan stopped at the 84th Palace and could not move forward.
The 84th house corresponds to the 306th barbaric pattern.
The moment he entered the 84th Palace, Ning Fan felt the heavy pressure coming towards him and smiled slightly.
"46, 96, 156, 226... Sure enough, the next number is 306."
The pressure was extremely heavy, but Ning Fan almost ignored it and broke through the 84th Palace in less than a breath!
The moment he passed through the 84th palace, the number of wild marks on Ning Fan's body reached 306, and wild blood was once again generated in his body.
"Every time the number of barbaric patterns reaches a hundred, a calamity will occur. If the calamity is overcome, barbaric blood will be generated in the body. If the number of barbaric patterns reaches a certain number such as 46, 96, 156, etc., barbaric blood will also be generated... .”
Ning Fan's mind was racing, and his steps were not slow. He kept flashing at extremely fast speeds and rushed forward into the palace.
"The calamity blood level can be improved by swallowing wild blood... Now, my calamity blood level has reached the one-star true blood level, but I don't know how much barbarian blood I need to swallow to break through the two-star true blood level..."
"With one-star True Blood, I can be invincible in Shekong just by relying on the power of Tribulation Blood. If I break through to two-star True Blood, I don't know how far my strength will be improved..."
The third floor of Tianque, the 111th palace, was quickly broken through by Ning Fan.
Ning Fan walked along the ancient bluestone road to the highest point of the third layer of cloud sea, and the voice of the old stone statue rang in his ears again.
"You are... my true tribe... you are... the orthodox barbarian..."
"My left hand is the barbarian...the fire of life for all living beings...the right hand is the calamity...the destiny of heaven and earth...the calamity and the barbarian are combined into one...it is the barbarian god..."
"You... gained something on the third level... I won't... give you any extra opportunities..."
"Come...my people...come to the top of Tianque...I'll wait for you...let me give you...the blessing of the Barbarian God..." (To be continued.)
