From the north, east, and south, three huge auras are rolling in. With the eyesight of Ning Fan, a second-level heavenly being, he could naturally detect the extremely powerful power of detection from these three auras. He could even vaguely detect that there was a treasure hidden in each of these three auras.
He knew that at this moment, there was a powerful monk outside the ancient wilderness, using his magical powers to explore him. And judging from the scale and momentum, the monk who is investigating him is most likely the most powerful person in the world - the Immortal Emperor!
At the moment when Ning Fan's mind was racing, those three huge auras had arrived in an instant. The sea of clouds in the north and east suddenly glowed with golden light, and countless golden threads were refracted from them.
As soon as those golden threads appeared, they immediately wrapped around Ning Fan, and the power of the Immortal Emperor descended from the sky! At this moment, Ning Fan only felt that the bones in his body were rattling, as if he was about to be crushed directly under this huge aura. When these countless golden threads came, he felt that he could not move even an inch, as if he could only be bound by them!
This is the power of the Immortal Emperor! Even if he casts spells across the boundary, even if Ning Fan is now in the middle stage of transcending the truth and has achieved a small level of blood tribulation, he still cannot directly withstand the power of the Immortal Emperor's spells. The gap between the two is like a chasm.
Ning Fan naturally understood the huge gap between himself and the Immortal Emperor, and he could also feel that these three auras only wanted to find out his true identity, not to take his life. But it was impossible for him not to resist and allow the other party to investigate his identity.
Ning Fan pinched his fingers, and the numerous incense rockets hovering around him immediately emitted six-color and seven-color light, whizzing out towards the front. The golden thread in front suddenly turned into a big withered golden hand, grabbing at the many incense rockets.
This grasping force contains a hint of the power of the Immortal Emperor, and other magic weapons cannot compete with it.
Those six-colored incense rockets were grabbed by the golden hand and immediately flew back, returning to Ning Fan, their aura slightly weakened. Only the colorful incense rocket was not shot back by the big hand. Instead, he lunged forward and penetrated the golden hand directly. Even the huge aura that locked onto Ning Fan was broken open!
Above the sky, an old man's soft cry was heard immediately. It was sent by Meng Xuanzi from outside the wilderness. He didn't expect that with all his strength and even borrowing the power of the treasure, he wouldn't be able to find out the details of the mysterious monk in one fell swoop.
Meng Xuanzi had no intention of harming this mysterious monk. I just want to find out his identity and complete the task assigned by Ancient Emperor Tongtian.
He smiled slightly and cast another spell across the boundary. The aura gap in front of Ning Fan was instantly healed. More golden threads turned into big hands and grabbed towards Ning Fan. Thousands of golden threads were like a sea, blocking all Ning Fan's paths.
At the same time, Meng Xuanzi's voice transmission sounded above the sea of clouds.
"Little guy, don't be afraid. I'm just checking your identity and won't harm you, so don't be so nervous."
This voice was full of kindness from the heart, but it was related to Meng Xuanzi's personality.
Meng Xuanzi is the Immortal Emperor in charge. He is extremely respected among the Immortal Emperors in the North, but he is extremely easy-going.
Ordinary Immortal Emperors are mostly arrogant people. It is extremely difficult for ordinary monks to meet the Immortal Emperor. But Meng Xuanzi was different. He held a forum in Xuanwu Star to teach the Dharma, teaching all kinds of things. Any monk could go to Xuanwu Star to listen to his sermons.
He has always been tolerant towards the younger monks. More often than not help. When Ning Fan first started cultivating Taoism, he accidentally used his magical power to travel thousands of miles. A trace of spiritual thought reached the north sky, but he could not take it back. He was about to get lost in the starry sky, which was extremely dangerous. At that time. It was Meng Xuanzi who came to help and saved Ning Fan.
Later, Ning Fan became a god by slaying mortals, and got a lot of help from Meng Xuanzi. Various signs can prove that Meng Xuanzi is indeed a good old man who is rare in the world of cultivation.
Hearing Meng Xuanzi's voice, Ning Fan only felt that it sounded familiar. When he recalled it, he didn't know that the person who was casting a spell on him was the North Heaven Immortal Emperor Meng Xuanzi who had been kind to him.
After smiling slightly, Ning Fan shook his head. Although Meng Xuanzi was kind to him, at this moment, Ning Fan really didn't want to expose his identity.
The six-colored incense rocket could not compete with those big hands with golden threads, so Ning Fan had no choice but to control the last seven-colored incense rocket to pierce those big hands one by one. It's just that those golden threads can't be cut down, and if you want to break out of the golden threads, you can't.
"This little guy is quite stubborn."
Meng Xuanzi smiled and shook his head. Seeing that he could not control Ning Fan with his own strength, he immediately made a hand gesture with his fingers, controlled the Fu Li Gu Umbrella and the third Yin Rong Pearl, and pressed down on Ning Fan.
This bone-supporting umbrella is one of the palace-suppressing magic weapons of Zifu Academy, and it is extremely powerful. The third bead of Yinrong is the heaven-suppressing magic weapon of Beitian Heritage Palace, and its power is even more extraordinary.
In Meng Xuanzi's view, it would not be difficult for him to control Ning Fan and find out his true identity through the power of these two magic weapons.
But something that shocked him happened immediately, when he saw these two magic weapons falling from the sky with great force, as if they were going to directly subdue Ning Fan to the ground, with fierce flames rising into the sky.
But when the two treasures landed a hundred feet above Ning Fan's head, they suddenly began to tremble for some unknown reason.
The second treasure continued to land, and when it came within ten feet of Ning Fan, its power was greatly reduced, as if the Ning Fan in front of him was some wild beast, and he did not dare to get close.
"Weird, what magical power does this little guy use? It can prevent these two treasures from coming!" Meng Xuanzi said with shock on his face.
At this moment, Ning Fan raised his head and looked at the trembling Erbao with a very strange look in his eyes.
Before, he was too far away to see clearly. Now he was only ten feet away from these two treasures, but he could clearly see that the two magic weapons activated by Meng Xuanzi turned out to be these two things.
If he read correctly, the bone umbrella among them was clearly made from the bones of a certain Fuli Demon Ancestor. It's just that the amount of ancestral blood of this Fuli Demon Ancestor seems to have only reached the level of two drops. Therefore, facing Ning Fan at this moment, Gu Umbrella instinctively feels fear, because Ning Fan is also an Ancestor of Fuli Demon, and his ancestors More blood!
Ning Fan was once the Fuli Demon Ancestor with four drops of ancestral blood. Because one drop of Fuli's ancestral blood was burned, now there are only three drops left. But even so, the pressure of Fuli in his body is far better than this Fuli Bone Umbrella. This umbrella cannot compete with it at all!
Another magic weapon is a black orb that looks like a small sun. When he first saw this orb, Ning Fan didn't know what it was. But after realizing that he had a connection with this orb, Ning Fan immediately realized what a powerful magic weapon this orb was!
If what he expected was correct, this orb was the most precious treasure as famous as the Heaven-Suppressing Bell - the Yin Rong Bead!
The Yinrong Pearl is the heaven-suppressing treasure of the Beitian Immortal Realm. There are originally ten of them, and they are in the hands of the Beitian Heritage Palace. Among the ten Yin Fusion Pearls, the first one is the weakest. The tenth one is the strongest, but since the tenth Yin Fusion Bead has been lost long ago, there are only nine Yin Fusion Beads in the hands of the Lost World Palace.
Ning Fan is in the Quicksand Star Territory. Fortunately, he swallowed a fragment of the tenth pearl of Yinrong and used it to understand the power of time. Naturally, he carried a trace of the tenth pearl in his body.
What Meng Xuanzi borrowed was the third bead of Yinrong. The ranking is far inferior to that of the Tenth Pearl, so once he noticed a trace of the Tenth Pearl's aura on Ning Fan, he immediately became afraid.
No matter how Mengxuanzi used his magical powers, these two treasures did not dare to attack Ning Fan. This made Mengxuanzi puzzled and gave him a headache.
"It is said that there was a treasure in the world before time immemorial, called Luobao Money, which can make the magic weapon lose all its power. Could it be that this child carries a similar magic weapon, which can even restrain the bone-supporting umbrella and the Yin Fusion Pearl?" Meng Xuanzi pondered. .
The two borrowed magic weapons are not effective. If he didn't do anything, no matter how powerful Meng Xuanzi's magical powers were, he would still be unable to find out the details of Ning Fan across the ancient wilderness. Over time, it is easy to be backlashed by the interface power of the ancient wilderness. Even if Meng Xuanzi is the Immortal Emperor, he will inevitably be hurt.
After some calculations, Meng Xuanzi sighed slightly and said to Ning Fan across the border. "My dear friend, you have powerful magical powers. I can't find out your details, so I'll let this matter go..."
After saying that, he wanted to take back the Fuligu Umbrella and Yinrong Pearl. Withdraw exploration. But at this time, Ning Fan exuded a hint of human aura intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was deliberately being investigated by Meng Xuanzi.
"Human monk..." Meng Xuanzi's eyes lit up, he removed his magical power, took back the magic weapon, and reported the matter to the Ancient Emperor Tongtian.
He failed to find out Ning Fan's identity. They failed to find out Ning Fan's cultivation level, but found out that Ning Fan was a human monk.
Ancient Emperor Tongtian's frown relaxed, and he said calmly to the immortal emperors, "Since this mysterious monk is a human monk, it doesn't matter. Even if this person captures the entrance to the wild world, it is better to figure it out slowly than to fall behind. It fell into the hands of the demon clan. But according to my deduction, there should not be a third human immortal in the wilderness at this moment... Could this person be a member of the secret clan? If so..."
Ancient Emperor Tongtian frowned again, wondering what he was thinking about.
As Meng Xuanzi removed the magic weapon, the pressure around Ning Fan suddenly relaxed. The huge auras accumulated in the north and east were gradually removed.
Suddenly, Ning Fan's eyes darkened, and he realized that the huge aura from the south had not dissipated!
He originally thought that Meng Xuanzi was the only one who was investigating him, but then he discovered that there was another Immortal Emperor who was investigating him!
"Emperor's magic, an eternity!" A soft female voice suddenly came from the clouds in the south. In an instant, an extremely dangerous sense of crisis immediately surged into Ning Fan's heart!
But in the south, between the sky and the earth, the phantom mist suddenly condensed into a giant pen, and it actually drew one stroke in the empty sky. One stroke, two strokes, three strokes... The strokes are obviously very slow, but the things painted appear at an extremely fast speed.
It was a giant ghost that seemed to be illusory. As the last stroke of the giant pen fell, it walked directly out of the painting. It exuded a coercion comparable to that of the Shekong monk. It roared directly towards Ning Fan and looked at it. The posture seemed to swallow Ning Fan directly into his belly! Since he is a character in the painting, he does not seem to be restricted by the power of the forbidden immortal here!
Meng Xuanzi did not use extreme methods to investigate Ning Fan, but this empress seemed to be much more ruthless. If Ning Fan is really swallowed by this giant ghost, the empress will naturally find out his identity and appearance, but he will also be killed or injured.
With Ning Fan's current level of cultivation, he is naturally not afraid of this giant Shekong ghost. With a small amount of success in the Blood Tribulation, he is almost at the pinnacle of the Shekong Realm. But for some reason, the giant ghost in front of him still gave Ning Fan a strong sense of crisis.
The giant ghost rushed all the way, and after approaching Ning Fan for a hundred feet, it suddenly roared, but strangely it didn't make any sound.
But the sense of crisis in Ning Fan's heart increased infinitely at this moment. An invisible impact force suddenly hit his chest, giving Ning Fan no time to react!
At this moment, the star-defying magic armor on Ning Fan's chest transformed on its own, trying to block this invisible impact. But with just one blow, the Star-Defying Magic Armor actually cracked into countless cracks, and then exploded into pieces with a loud bang.
Even two of the six-color incense rockets guarding him were broken by the roar!
And Ning Fan also vomited blood and retreated under the residual power of this impact, and suffered serious injuries on his body. The weirdest thing is that this injury cannot be cured at all!
Black Star Technique cannot cure this injury, and the power of elixirs cannot cure it either!
"What kind of power is this impact!" A green light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, and his eyes in the second realm of heavenly beings immediately swept towards the giant ghost.
With this sweep, Ning Fan's expression suddenly changed. The giant ghost's body was made up of an illusory mist that Ning Fan had never seen before. There was only one line of that mist, but the huge energy contained in it was enough to make Ning Fan's heart tremble!
This giant ghost doesn't seem to be amazing in appearance. It is just a She Kong cultivation. But if it explodes its body and detonates the illusory mist in the body, the power of its self-destruction is enough to make any immortal king and immortal king run away. Even the immortal emperor would not dare to do so. A head-on attack!
"Roar!!!"
The giant ghost roared again, and this time the roaring sound waves were no longer invisible, but turned into substantial black. A black sound swept over, and countless avenue lines suddenly appeared in the world, and they were shattered one after another!
This roar of the giant ghost can actually break even the laws of the great avenue!
"Invincible!"
Ning Fan took a breath of air. The giant ghost in front of him was something that even the Immortal Emperor would not dare to challenge. Ning Fan was not stupid enough to fight with this giant ghost to challenge the sound waves.
People need to have the courage to overcome difficulties, but they also need to have self-awareness. Ning Fan pointed his toes and immediately galloped backwards. But at this moment, the dragon-horned longbow that had been held in Ning Fan's hand suddenly broke free from Ning Fan's hand and rushed straight towards the pitch-black sound!
"Haha! It's really the Origin Qi that was taken away from me back then! Hehe, Xiao Fanzi, Xiao Fanzi, your good days are finally coming to an end. Grandpa, I finally don't have to be afraid of you! With these Origin Qi, The seal you planted in my body is nothing! Xiaofanzi, listen to me, from today on, this Gongling is your uncle and your ancestor! I will never serve you anymore , I am going to pursue my own happy life! No one can stop me!"
Ning Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed. Is this Zhu Gong trying to rebel at this critical moment...
And from what Zhu Gong said, could it be that the terrifyingly powerful illusory mist is actually the legendary three Qi of Shi, Nirvana and Desolation? ! (To be continued.)
PS: I'm back home. Thank you for your concern. The ink has not died, and I am not terminally ill as everyone guessed. This time I was hospitalized and the cause was found to be bone tuberculosis. Although it was not a terminal illness, the ink was still very broken because it was an infectious disease. I believe everyone has heard of tuberculosis. Mo Mo can't walk now, and he may infect people. His condition is too serious to fall, because if he falls, he may be paralyzed... Some time ago, a girl with hepatitis B committed suicide by burning charcoal. When Mo Mo saw the news, he could only sigh. I feel very pessimistic during this period, but people have to look forward. Think about it, Mo Mo is still very strong and optimistic. Don’t be afraid, just keep living. Don’t worry. As for not being able to update for so long, Mo Mo can only say sorry and try his best to resume updates. Thank you for your continued support. This book will not be eunuch unless the ink fails.
