Liuhe Immortal Lord has always been calm and indifferent to emotions and anger, but at this moment, because of Ning Fan's killing of the poisonous dragon ancestor, he showed a rare look of shock.
He never thought that Ning Fan would have the strength to kill the Poison Dragon Ancestor, but he asked himself, he couldn't do this...
The scenes that offended Ning Fan that day flashed through his mind quickly, and Immortal Master Liuhe couldn't help but look a little ugly. He made things difficult for Ning Fan, tested Ning Fan, and even competed with Ning Fan for the Seven Treasures Tree. Fortunately, he did not break up in the end, and the relationship between the two seemed to be able to be repaired.
Liuhe Immortal Lord is arrogant by nature and has a background in the Four Seas Sect. Naturally, he is not afraid of offending Ning Fan, but he does not want to be too hostile to him, just because the other party has the strength to be valued by him. In the world of cultivation, everything still depends on strength.
"I didn't expect that Zhao Jian is so powerful, but it can be used by our Ming Sect. Now there are only two human race immortals, me and Miaoyan, in the Nine Heavens Palace. If we can win over this person, we can help our Ming Sect seize the ancient passage... "Liuhe Immortal Lord's eyes moved, as if he was thinking.
At the same time, Miaoyan Immortal moved lightly with lotus steps, his whole body was covered in lavender starlight, and he slowly walked out of the 84th Palace on the seventh floor.
The entire seventh floor of Tianque was filled with a cold atmosphere. Being rushed by the Yin Qi, Miaoyan Immortal couldn't help but cough slightly, and his face became even paler. During this wild catastrophe, she had accumulated too many injuries and her body still felt weak.
She should have been in seclusion to heal her injuries, but instead she came to the Nine Heavens Palace despite her injuries. Everything is just because she is the Immortal Lord of the Ming Sect, and she still has the responsibility to help the Four Ming Sect seize the ancient passage.
Her expression was indifferent at first, and she moved forward slowly. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes were startled, and she raised her head and looked at the blood-red evil energy rising into the sky like a tornado.
"This evil aura, this is the aura of the Poison Dragon Ancestor... Who is so powerful that he actually killed the Poison Dragon Ancestor in this ninth-level heavenly palace!"
The fall of the Eternal Immortal Lord is not a trivial matter, and it cannot be said without surprise.
But soon. She noticed a trace of Ning Fan's aura from the evil aura. After being slightly startled, she didn't know who the murderer was.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Zhao... He said he couldn't come to the Nine Heavens Palace, but he still came. What a duplicitous man." Miaoyan Xianzun pursed his lips with a slight smile, then thought of something, and raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly. Frown.
"I don't know if Fellow Daoist Zhao was injured in the battle with the Poison Dragon Patriarch. He killed an Eternal Immortal. There is no way he could have escaped unscathed..." He seemed a little worried and looked in the direction of the lower sky.
Miao Yanxianzun was not surprised by Ning Fan's strength in killing the Poison Dragon Ancestor. After all, she had seen Ning Fan shoot the Third and Fifth Ancestors before, and she knew that Ning Fan had great magical powers.
Maybe Ning Fan is not an Eternal Immortal, but his strength cannot be underestimated by anyone... For this, Miaoyan Immortal deeply agrees.
The overwhelming evil spirit roared and spread all the way, reaching the seventh level of the sky and suddenly rushing into the eighth level.
On the eighth level of the Heavenly Palace, the yin energy is even heavier and extremely cold. The entire eighth floor. Only an ancient bluestone road exists, and several feet of thick ice is condensed on the ancient road.
The four barbarian ancestors and Ao Xuan were walking on the same ancient road. They had no intention of fighting with each other. They all restrained their aura and looked cautious.
There was no sound of wind in the sky, but there were tens of thousands of ice coffins floating lifelessly. There was dead silence all around, not a sound was heard, and no one dared to make a sound.
Until the moment when the evil spirit rushed into the eighth floor, the originally dead world. Suddenly there was a change. The ice coffins began to tremble, and the coffin lids shook as if they were about to open.
In an instant, four Barbarian Ancestors and Ao Xuan Immortal Lord were quietly rushing into the palace. They all raised their heads suddenly, and except for the Seventh Patriarch, whose face was expressionless, the expressions of the others all changed drastically.
The Seventh Patriarch is at the forefront. He has already reached the 97th Palace on the eighth floor. He thinks he will soon be able to enter the ninth floor. He had a dull look on his face, like a zombie. He raised his head and glanced at the evil aura in the sky, then looked away again, as if he didn't see it, he just immersed himself in his own world and continued to move forward.
The first generation, the second ancestor, and the fourth ancestor followed closely, with Ao Xuan at the end. Unlike the calmness of the seventh ancestor, these four people could not calm down at all and could not ignore the evil energy that was shooting into the sky.
Evil spirit! Damn it, why is there so much evil spirit! In the eighth floor, no breath can be released!
"No! Why is there such a strong evil spirit rushing into the eighth floor!" The Fourth Patriarch roared in his heart, but did not dare to make a sound, staring at the floating ice coffins.
"Those things are going to be awakened by these evil spirits, oh no!" The second ancestor was nervous in his heart. He himself practiced the Yin Death magical power and was good at dealing with the evil spirits of the dead, but those magical powers had no effect on the evil creatures in this place.
"Such a strong evil spirit, which Eternal Immortal Lord has fallen! I don't know who it is... We must get rid of these evil spirits, and we must not awaken those evil things!" Ao Xuan did not dare to make a sound, nor did he dare to use his spiritual thoughts to investigate. Exploring those evil auras, one would naturally not know that the one who died was the Poison Dragon Ancestor and the one who killed was Ning Fan.
No one dared to spread their spiritual thoughts wantonly on the eighth floor, for fear of attracting the attention of those ice coffin monsters.
Just when the lids of the ice coffins were about to be opened, the first generation Barbarian Ancestor took action decisively. But he saw that his eyes were extremely nervous, and he pointed the blood-colored bone sword in his hand towards the sky. Suddenly, countless bloody lights flashed away in the sky, leaving no trace. The next moment, the evil spirit between heaven and earth slowly disappeared in the bloody light and disappeared.
As the evil spirit disappeared, the rattling ice coffins also became quiet, showing no signs of being opened.
Seeing this, the first-generation barbarian ancestor just breathed a sigh of relief, while several others also relaxed their tense expressions at the same time. .
"It was so dangerous, I almost woke up these ferocious creatures..." The first generation glanced at the tens of thousands of ice coffins, and felt his scalp numb.
The sleeve of his left hand seemed to have been torn off by something, exposing half of his arm. On his arm, something seemed to have torn off a piece of flesh, and the wound was bleeding with rancid black blood. With his cultivation, he could not make this happen. wound healing...
This wound was caused by the evil thing in the ice coffin. God knows how powerful the stone statues of the first barbarian ancestors were, but they were unable to withstand casual attacks from those vicious creatures...
Any one of those vicious creatures would be terrifying.
Touching the wound on his arm and looking at the rows of ice coffins in the sky, the first-generation barbarian ancestor became even more numb and cautious.
Because the evil spirits that rushed up to the eighth level were instantly taken away by the first generation, and because no one dared to spread their spiritual thoughts on the eighth level to detect those evil spirits. Therefore, Ao Xuan is included. No one knows that the reason why these evil spirits appear is because the Poison Dragon Ancestor is dead, and no one knows the murderer. It's Ning Fan. Everyone was only vaguely aware that an Eternal Immortal Lord had died, but who it was was unknown.
It seems like the evil spirit is coming from below. The person who died was either Liuhe Miaoyan or the Poison Dragon Ancestor who ran to the lower level.
The barbarian ancestors didn't care who the deceased was, but Ao Xuan was quite worried.
Could this fallen Immortal Lord be the Poison Dragon Ancestor?
The Poison Dragon Ancestor has two Twelve Nirvana magic weapons to protect himself, and a jade talisman given by the clan leader to protect his life. Even if he is besieged by several immortals at the same time, he still has a certain ability to protect himself. The person who died should not be the Poison Dragon Ancestor.
Perhaps, the mysterious monk who took away the clan leader's first energy was an Eternal Immortal Lord who was beheaded by the Poison Dragon Ancestor. Therefore, these overwhelming evil spirits are left behind.
Or perhaps, one of Liuhe and Miaoyan was killed by the Poison Dragon Ancestor, leaving behind this overwhelming evil aura.
Ao Xuan still has a lot of confidence in the Poison Dragon Ancestor's ability to save his life. With his eyes fixed, he relied on the innate magic weapon Brahma Demon Mace to protect his body and moved forward cautiously.
Outside, the leader of the True Dragon Clan looked gloomy and held a small cyan tower in his hand. The tower has its own space, enshrining the life tablets of the monks who are the immortals of the True Dragon Clan.
The leader of the True Dragon Clan opened his eyes angrily. He had just given the order for Poison Dragon and Ao Xuan to separate themselves and go to recapture the Shi Qi, when the Poison Dragon Ancestor's life card was shattered.
what does that mean? This means going to take back the original Qi. It was the Poison Dragon Ancestor, and the Poison Dragon Ancestor actually missed.
"Waste, what a waste! Not only did he not regain his starting energy, he actually lost his life! Is the mysterious monk so powerful? The Poison Dragon can't even escape! What a waste!" The leader of the True Dragon Clan laughed angrily.
If it were normal, the poisonous dragon ancestor would be dead. But now is a special period of fighting for the ancient passage. The death of the poisonous dragon ancestor will be extremely detrimental to the demon clan.
There were only two demon clan immortals who entered the Nine Heavenly Palace. After the death of Poison Dragon Ancestor, only Ao Xuan was left. The barbarian tribe has four barbarian ancestors, the human tribe has two immortals, and the mysterious monk who took away his first energy is stirring up trouble. Under such circumstances, the demon tribe has only Ao Xuan left...
Now, it will be very difficult for the demon clan to seize the ancient passage!
For the leader of the True Dragon Clan, primordial energy is of course important, but seizing the ancient passage is even more important and cannot be lost!
If he had known that the Poison Dragon Ancestor would lose his life if he searched for the Shi Qi, the leader of the True Dragon Clan would never have ordered the search for the Shi Qi.
It was a mistake. The mysterious monk who took away the Shi Qi was far more powerful than imagined. He actually made the Poison Dragon Ancestor unable to even escape and lost his life. Okay, really good!
The True Dragon Ancestor flicked his sleeve, took out a gilded ancient order from his sleeve, and held it firmly in his hand.
When some demon emperors saw this scene, they gasped and exclaimed, "One billion demon seals!"
The True Dragon Ancestor did not say a word, but held the token tightly, with infinite murderous intent in his heart, wishing to immediately cut Ning Fan into pieces.
Shi Qi is a small matter, but the ancient passage is a big deal. He can no longer send Ao Xuan to look for Shi Qi. I can only put this matter aside for now...
"The man has arrived at the 22nd Palace on the sixth floor... He is moving very fast..." The demon, who was using his magical powers, reported cautiously.
On her open painting skin, the blurry figure of Ning Fan walking out of the 22nd Palace on the sixth floor was projected, and she immediately reported to the True Dragon Clan Chief.
Looking at Ning Fan's blurry figure, the murderous intent in the True Dragon Clan leader's eyes became even colder, but he smiled and sneered.
"Is it the sixth level? Okay, very good! I'm not so easy to get the original Qi. When the matter of the ancient passage is over, I will definitely teach you to spit it out exactly as it is!"
When the True Dragon Clan Chief was furious, Ancient Emperor Tongtian's eyes were dark and there was no sign of joy or anger.
On the huge monument in front of him, the name of the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor was wiped out, which meant that one of the two immortals sent by the demon clan to the Nine Heavens Palace was dead.
As a result, the demon clan has only one Immortal Lord left, while the human clan has three more, including Ning Fan...
This seemed to be extremely favorable news for the human race, but Ancient Emperor Tongtian was not happy, and his expression was rather solemn.
Ancient Emperor Tongtian's eyes were fixed on the eighth position of the monument. The eighth position was Ning Fan's current ranking.
The Poison Dragon Ancestor went to the sixth floor, and his location was naturally displayed on the giant monument.
When Ning Fan arrived at the sixth floor, the two were in the same position. Immediately afterwards, the Poison Dragon Ancestor died...
"So it seems. The person who killed the poisonous dragon was probably this unknown monk. This person is quite powerful, and he is still a human race, not a demon or barbarian. If this person helps, our Siming Sect can seize the ancient times. The chance of passage will definitely increase. I am afraid that this person is from a certain secret clan..."
Ancient Emperor Tongtian's eyes darkened. Over the past four days, there were countless sects interested in the ancient passage, hoping to find the key and open the passage. Enter the legendary ancient realm.
Legend has it that only by entering the Ancient Realm of Heaven and Desolation can one find enough of the three energies of Shi Nirvana and enter the realm of the Saint.
Legend has it that the Ancient Realm of the Wilderness is the only way from the Dream Realm to enter the Purple Dou Immortal Realm.
Another legend...
Ancient Emperor Tongtian is a quasi-sage, and his cultivation has been stuck at this level for countless years. He has never been able to reach the bottleneck of a saint and cannot become a saint.
He longs to open the ancient passage, enter the ancient realm, and step into the realm of saints. There are many people who think like him.
The people who are most interested in the ancient passage are none other than the ten secret tribes. Those are the ten oldest forces in the Four Heavens. Their location is mysterious and there are countless strong men from various tribes. Even the Siming Sect is restricted by the mysterious tribe and does not dare to compete with them.
However, although the ten major secret clans are interested in the ancient passage, they have never participated in the fight for the ancient passage.
In the past million years, things have changed slightly, and some secret tribes have begun to secretly recruit guests. Let the guest search for ancient passages on your behalf.
It seems that due to some reasons, the members of the ten major secret tribes cannot directly participate in the battle for the ancient passage...
Ancient Emperor Tongtian narrowed his eyes. He was worried that Ning Fan was someone sent by the secret tribe. If Ning Fan is really from the secret tribe, even if this person wins the ancient passage. I'm afraid that this ancient passage will also belong to the secret clan...
Ancient Emperor Tongtian naturally didn't know that he was completely overthinking. Ning Fan is not a person sent by the secret tribe at all, and he has no covetousness towards the ancient passage.
The evil aura that permeated the world gradually dissipated as time went by, and the evil aura on Ning Fan's body gradually dissipated. But it was condensed and not dispersed, and the breath was terrifyingly cold.
The amount of evil energy gained from killing the Eternal Immortal Lord was so huge. If Ning Fan had not possessed a treasure such as the Innate Ghost Face to suppress the evil energy, he would have been confused by this level of evil energy and become lost.
In the storage bag, a certain token is emitting thousands of golden lights at the moment. It is precisely because of Ning Fan's action of killing the poisonous dragon ancestor that it is transforming little by little.
Ning Fan was walking on the ancient bluestone road when he suddenly noticed something. He patted his storage bag and took out the Immortal Token. He ignored it, but he gained a lot of military exploits by killing the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor, and it seemed that his immortal position was about to be promoted again.
After entering the ancient wilderness, Ning Fan killed many demon cultivators. With his accumulated military exploits, his immortal status had already been promoted to the fifth-level low-grade Golden Immortal.
Now that he has killed the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor, he has naturally gained a lot of military exploits. After receiving these military exploits, the Immortal Token has changed again. One-third of the originally golden token has turned into a purple jade-like texture, and the immortal position recorded on the token has changed from a low-grade golden immortal to a middle-grade one!
It seems that he has been promoted again.
It's a pity that it only reached the fifth-level mid-level.
Ning Fan looked slightly regretful and shook his head. He had at least killed an Eternal Immortal Lord. He originally thought that with these military exploits, he would be able to directly break through the fourth-level Heavenly Supervisor level, but now it seems that this is a bit of an extravagant hope.
Ning Fan didn't know that within the entire four-day area, there were only a few hundred people who had reached the fifth-level middle-level immortal status.
Most people who have been promoted to this immortal position have spent millions of years of experience, done countless tasks, and made countless contributions before they were promoted to this position step by step.
But Ning Fan was different. He directly killed a demon clan immortal in the wild battlefield and reached the world in one step to obtain the immortal position of a middle-grade golden immortal. It was already extremely rare.
Ning Fan put the immortal token back into his storage bag, accelerated his speed, and continued moving forward. With four pieces of twelve nirvana magic weapons to protect his body, plus the remaining eight incense rockets to protect his body, Ning Fan can break through a palace every few breaths. The speed of breaking through the palace at this speed is faster than anyone in the Nine Heavens Palace. The name Eternal Immortal Lord is much faster.
On both sides of the ancient bluestone road, you can still see the roaring thunder at first. As you move forward, the thunder gradually disappears and is replaced by an increasingly cold atmosphere.
On the ancient road, there is gradually some frost on the eaves and corners of the palace. Occasionally, there will be one or two empty ice coffins, floating in the distance and then gradually drifting away.
On the ancient road. Occasionally there are puddles of black ash. The ash heap was filled with extremely strong Yin Qi. Ning Fan had a corpse demon physique and was particularly sensitive to the Yin Qi.
The first five floors of the Nine Heavens Tower. There is no yin energy, but starting from the sixth floor, the yin energy seems to be heavier as you go up...
Along the way, Ning Fan unexpectedly did not encounter a palace that increased barbarian blood. This was different from what he had thought before.
When he reached the 74th Palace on the sixth floor, the lid of an ancient ice coffin displayed above the floating clouds suddenly exploded.
Along the way, Ning Fan has encountered many empty coffins, but this ice coffin is not empty!
The moment the coffin lid flew up, a cold and deathly aura immediately locked onto Ning Fan. The next moment, a black shadow with a putrid aura rushed towards Ning Fan.
That's too fast. Under the Eternal Immortal Lord, few people can avoid the attack of the black shadow!
Ning Fan was unable to fly or dodge in the restricted sky of the Nine Heavens Tower, but his expression remained calm despite being frightened. Without saying a word, he directly activated the four seven-star demon lanterns guarding his side to block the black figure.
There were originally seven demon lamps, but they were severely damaged when they were taken from the Poison Dragon Ancestor. Three of them were destroyed, leaving only four.
Although its power is greatly reduced, it is still a set of twelve nirvana-level defensive magic weapons, and its defensive power is quite amazing.
But the black shadow didn't even look at the four demonic lanterns flying toward him. He waved his hand directly and grabbed the four demon lanterns.
The big hand and the magic weapon clashed, but there was a clashing sound of gold and iron. The huge force spread, and the four demon lamps flew back, but the black shadow did not take a step back. He rushed towards Ning Fan again.
Only then did Ning Fan see clearly that the black figure was an ancient corpse that had been rotting for an unknown number of years. The original appearance of the festering face could not be seen clearly. There were no eyeballs in the eye sockets, but there were flickering green will-o'-the-wisps.
A rotten stench hit his face, and Ning Fan suddenly raised his hand. The Clutch Sword was already in his hand, and he slashed forward with the sword.
The sea of clouds was directly split by the sword light of Ning Fan's sword. Facing such a fierce sword light, the ancient corpse refused to dodge. He let the sword light strike him and flew away, leaving a trace on his chest. A very shallow dent, but no damage at all!
Ning Fan looked at the depression and his eyes suddenly froze.
It would be fine to say that the seven-star demon lantern could not defend against the attack of the ancient corpse. After all, the damage done to the demon lantern had already greatly reduced its power.
But the clutch sword was not damaged. With Ning Fan's cultivation level, although it is impossible to exert the full power of this sword, it should not only have this effect.
It's not that the Clutch Sword is too weak, it's that the ancient corpse's physical body is too strong, strong enough to directly defeat the attack of the Twelve Nirvana Magic Treasures!
"I, the Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator... was born against the odds... and buried my bones without regrets..."
"Life and death are all for... Zi Dou Xian..."
In the empty eye sockets of the ancient corpse, infinite murderous intent suddenly burst out. With a step in the air, it came in an instant. He spoke dull words in his mouth, and the bright black claws directly shot towards Ning Fan Tianling.
Ning Fan swung the Clutch Sword again, sending the ancient corpse flying ten feet away with the light of the sword, but the force of the counter-shock also made him take several steps back. While dodging, his eyes were clear, and what echoed repeatedly in his mind were the intermittent words of the ancient corpse.
Purple Dou...Purple Dou...
Could this ancient corpse come from the Zi Dou Immortal Realm? Could it be that he was a monk under the Zi Dou Immortal Emperor during his lifetime!
As his mind was racing, the ancient corpse grinned again and roared straight towards Ning Fan. It seems that he has no other magical powers and can only rely on his physical strength to attack alone. However, the strength of its grasp cannot be underestimated by anyone. A single claw of its hand is enough to rival a strike from the Twelve Nirvana Magic Treasures!
Ning Fan had no time to think about the identity of this corpse. The only thing he had to do at this moment was to save his life from this corpse first.
This corpse's physical body is extremely strong, and magic weapons alone cannot hurt him. With Ning Fan's cultivation level, casting spells might not be able to harm the ancient corpse.
It's just that this ancient corpse gave Ning Fan a rather familiar feeling. He had experienced that feeling in the hands of Si Ming, who had the Immortal Demonic Vein before.
Green light flashed in his eyes, and the avenues became clear in Ning Fan's eyes. With just one look, Ning Fan saw through all the ancient corpses and thought of a countermeasure.
This ancient corpse is actually just an empty shell. Although the body is powerful, it is extremely weak on the inside. It only relies on a trace of immortality in the body to run rampant. If that breath disappears, the corpse will immediately become an empty shell.
Ning Fan couldn't destroy the ancient corpse head-on, but he had a way to cut off the immortality in the ancient corpse, turning the corpse into an empty shell.
From the hands of Emperor Luan Gu, he learned the Five Swords of Yin and Yang, the Heavenly Sword cuts luck, the Earth Sword cuts power, the Human Sword cuts life, the Divine Sword cuts Dao, and the Ghost Sword cuts thoughts.
The life-cutting sword, which once killed Si Ming with the immortal demonic bloodline, will definitely have a very significant effect on dealing with the immortal aura in this ancient corpse.
Ning Fan showed a ruthless look on his face, took half a step back, suddenly raised his clutch sword, and pointed it at the ancient corpse! As the magic power circulated, a layer of moon-white sword light slowly covered the tip of the sword.
The sword light seemed ordinary, but when it fell in the eyes of the ancient corpse, it made him stop in his tracks, with an unprecedentedly fearful expression, and he did not dare to approach.
This ancient corpse didn't have much intelligence, and the intermittent words it had spoken before were just the result of obsessions before death. Perhaps he was really a monk from the Purple Dou Immortal Realm, and he had a strong obsession before his death, so that he could say those unforgettable words after his death.
However, at this moment, he is just a dead person, a corpse, without the emotions, memories, and intelligence of the past.
From Ning Fan's sword light, the ancient corpse instinctively sensed a fatal crisis. It seemed as if it was nailed by a nail. It stood frozen in place and stared at Ning Fan, facing each other from a distance of ten feet.
"Back off! Otherwise, the immortality in your body will be cut off!"
Ning Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the ancient corpse seemed to understand, taking a few steps back and trembling slightly.
After a long time, he actually turned around and ran away, flying back to the ice coffin, not daring to take action against Ning Fan.
Seeing that the ancient corpse was frightened away, Ning Fan continued to move forward with serious eyes, passing through the last palace and reaching the top of the sixth level of the sky.
The moment he arrived, there were more than ten ancient coffins flying in from far and near.
But as soon as the coffin lid flew away, twelve black shadows immediately attacked Ning Fan, all of them were rotting ancient corpses. They seemed to be trying to prevent Ning Fan from climbing to the seventh floor, and they kept roaring.
Intermittently, there were also several ancient corpses muttering to themselves in low voices, and all they said were the same sentence.
"Life and death are all...Zi Dou Xian..." (To be continued.)
