Ning Fan held up a three-foot long sword, stepped out of the void, and appeared in front of one hundred thousand ancient corpses.
The sword in his hand was fiery red. It was a Twelve Nirvana Sword, which he had obtained from the eyeball monster so that he could use the technique of killing people with a human sword.
The Twelve Nirvana Immortal Sword is not enough to scare a hundred thousand ancient corpses, but the moon-white sword light emitted by this immortal sword is enough to make any ancient corpse tremble in fear.
This is the ancient secret skill - the life-cutting sword, specially designed to kill undead creatures in the world!
The descendant of Luan Gu... is actually the descendant of Luan Gu... I see...
Yin Mo's expression became more solemn, as if he had figured out a lot of things in an instant.
No wonder so many ancient corpses died mysteriously in the past. It turned out that it was the descendants of the ancients who were responsible!
Yin Mo is an evil corpse chopped off by the Immortal Emperor. He possesses some immortal memories. How could he not know the horror of the life-cutting sword?
Throughout his entire life, the Immortal Emperor had never been defeated among the Immortal Emperors at the same level. Relying on his immortal physique, even the Desolate Saint could not kill him. Such a powerful person was once defeated by Emperor Luan Gu...
The more powerful the undead creatures are, the more they fear the power of the life-cutting sword, even those as powerful as the Immortal Emperor are no exception.
Even though there are 100,000 immortal ancient corpses protecting the Dharma today, in the face of the life-cutting sword, it can only be solved with one sword.
"Interesting, I didn't expect that in the first confrontation of the Yingque Tribulation, the right eye had the upper hand... Haha, being able to find the help of the descendants of the ancient times is enough to restrain the immortal power in my body. It's a pity that this god's Power is not just the power of immortality...Right eye, can you give me more surprises..."
After the initial surprise, Yin Mo's expression returned to indifference. He knew that most of the hundred thousand ancient corpses would be killed by Ning Fan in one blow, but he didn't care.
Roar!
One hundred thousand ancient corpses all let out zombie roars. Even though they were afraid of Ning Fan's life-killing power, they still instinctively attacked Ning Fan.
Those roars were as savage as animals. It is obviously not a human language, but somehow there is a sad emotion that is enough to touch people's hearts.
Audible, even...enough to see...
Ning Fan closed his eyes. He seemed to be able to hear the soul sounds of these ancient corpses that had remained between the mountains and the sea for hundreds of millions of years, lingering like echoes.
The Aegis-Destroying Shield in Dantian emitted a trace of immortal power. It caused Ning Fan to have a strange resonance with this world.
At this moment, scenes from ancient times appeared in his mind!
One day, the Immortal Emperor cut out an evil corpse in the sky among billions of stars and gave it the name Yin Mo.
'Evil corpse, I want a promise from you. Promise me that you will accompany me to protect Zi Dou Galaxy for the rest of your life. '
That day. Yin Mo knelt in front of the immortal and made an oath to the immortal emperor.
'The Immortals of Zi Dou are on top, and the cultivators of Yin Mo are on the bottom. Since they were born as emperors to kill evil, they should inherit the emperor's thoughts. Although he is an evil corpse, he will definitely be upright and upright, worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of Zi Dou. From now on, I will live as Zi Dou Sheng and die as Zi Dou Death. If you violate this oath. Heaven and man kill together! '
Countless years later, as Yinmo's cultivation level got higher and higher, he took the place of Immortal and went to guard Nichenhai, the border of Zidou Immortal Domain.
here. There is a world-protecting formation that Immortal Emperor Zi Dou spent countless years setting up. If this formation were present, even some fourth-step monks would not be able to break into the Purple Dou Immortal Realm.
That day, a red sun suddenly rose from the Nichen Sea, and there was a man holding a red whisk. Come out of the red sun.
No one could see the man's face clearly, as if if he didn't allow it, no one in this world would be able to see his face!
The man, wearing a fiery red feather cloak, walked step by step in front of Yin Mo. The cities he passed were all turned into ruins and dissipated in the dust.
'I need you to help me complete one thing... After completing this, I will give you Taicang bloodline and give you the opportunity to transcend the three realms. '
If others said this to Yin Mo, Yin Mo would definitely not believe it.
But the man in red in front of him is a big shot that Yin Mo can only look up to, and his promise will definitely not be a lie.
On that day, Yin Mo opened Nichenhai's world-protecting formation, and countless monks from the world of dust, led by the man in red, entered the Purple Dou Immortal Domain.
That day, Yin Mo resolutely turned against him and cut off the butcher's knife towards the hundreds of millions of Zi Douxian cultivators under his command.
When the flames of war spread across the Zi Dou Galaxy, and when the battle report reached the Immortal Demon Palace, the Immortal Emperor stood up and rushed towards the Nichen Sea.
He wants to personally kill the traitor who violated his oath and led foreign enemies into the house!
But, it's too late. After Yin Mo defected, he had escaped into the mortal world and was sheltered under the wings of Tai Cang Jie Ling. It was as difficult to kill him as to reach heaven.
In anger, the Immortal Emperor crossed the Nichen Sea and entered the world of mortals, just to kill this traitor, but failed to do so. Instead, he was suppressed by Tai Cang Jie Ling, and his body was dismembered under Jiuli Mountain...
Later, Zi Douxian Realm fell into the flames of war. Later...Yin Mo became the ninth generation barbarian god of the barbarians.
Trampling on the bones of his companions, he gained the appreciation of the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit, but soon after, he mysteriously disappeared after a retreat.
Few people know that it was Immortal Emperor Zi Dou who used his last strength to arrest this evildoer and suppressed him in the Nine Heavens Tower...
The scenes are so fragmented, but they contain too many ancient secrets that remain in the mountains and seas.
Ning Fan is not a saint and does not have the ability to see through the past, present and future, but he has been able to do this to a certain extent through his superb understanding of the Mountain and Sea Curse.
Kill Yin Mo!
Kill this traitor!
If we don’t kill this evildoer, we will never be able to repay the hatred of hundreds of millions of people from the Purple Dou Realm who destroyed the world!
kill! kill! kill!
The soul sounds of hundreds of thousands of ancient corpses remain in the mountains and seas, and they all carry the overwhelming hatred for Yin Mo.
They longed to kill Yin Mo in order to pay homage to the thousands of Zi Douxian cultivators. However, sadly, even their corpses became Yin Mo's puppets.
The soul sounds of hundreds of thousands of ancient corpses, like the fallen leaves in late autumn, fell into Ning Fan's heart one by one.
After all, Ning Fan was not a real Purple Dou Immortal cultivator, so it was difficult for him to experience the desolation of these cultivators' country and family being ruined. The only thing we can do is to say goodbye to these martyrs...
Ten rays, a hundred rays, a thousand rays... More and more moon-white sword lights surrounded Ning Fan, and their number eventually reached tens of millions.
With the blessing of thousands of life-cutting sword energies, Ning Fan's aura was so strong that it completely exceeded the limit of the second step and reached the third step!
What this feels like... it's indescribable... Ning Fan's figure was unprecedentedly ethereal, and his eyes were filled with the power of heaven and earth, so indifferent that there was no trace of emotion.
That look... was like looking at everything like a cud dog, unable to arouse the slightest interest!
His body began to feel severe pain, as if he could no longer bear the force. On the verge of collapse.
Ning Fan believed that if his cultivation had not greatly increased and he was protected by the weapon that opened the sky, he would definitely not be able to withstand the power of thousands of sword lights at this moment!
If it were the previous self... he would definitely be killed by the direct reaction of this supreme sword power!
Click. Click, click...
The Twelve Nirvana Sword in his hand seemed unable to withstand this level of sword light, and cracks began to appear.
Ning Fan slowly waved the fairy sword, the movement was extremely slow. But in the eyes of any ancient corpse, there is an indescribable chill.
Danger...very dangerous, what level of sword skill is this! It’s definitely beyond the second step!
The ancient corpse figures that hit Ning Fan one after another were blocked thousands of feet away by the invisible sword power, unable to get any closer.
One hundred thousand ancient corpses surrounded Ning Fan in the center. At the center, within a radius of a thousand feet, a vacuum circle was formed.
The sword is as round as a circle... The trajectory of the sword cannot find any flaws, it has reached perfection...
The perfect way of swordsmanship that countless swordsmen strive for. At this moment, Ning Fan casually chopped it out...
Click, click, click...
The fairy sword was on the verge of breaking. At this moment, Ning Fan swung this sword that could not be copied!
As soon as the sword fell, the whole world seemed to turn into a circle, and the moon-white sword light flowed like water in the circle, flowing past the sides of the ancient corpses. Wherever he passed, ancient corpses comparable to those of immortals were turned into ashes without exception. In an instant, he was cut into pieces by the supreme sword intent.
Unable to compete, invincible! Thirteen breaths passed, and all the hundreds of thousands of ancient corpses here were turned into ashes.
Ning Fan could no longer withstand the power of this sword, under the ghost's face. His face turned pale for a while, and bloodshot eyes oozed from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious backlash. As for the fairy sword in his hand, it shattered into countless pieces of iron with a click and scattered on the ground.
"You brat, well done! Once a hundred thousand ancient corpses are destroyed, Yin Mo must die today!" The eyeball monster laughed.
"Really? Do you really think you can kill me without the protection of a hundred thousand ancient corpses? This son's life-cutting sword skills are extremely lethal to pure undead creatures, but I don't only have immortality. The power. The life-cutting sword skill is ineffective against me." The Yinmo stone statue said indifferently.
"Hehe, if this kid only has these means, he certainly won't be able to kill you, but he has another identity. Brat, I don't have time to rest for you, do it!" the eyeball monster shouted loudly.
Ning Fan nodded and wiped away the bloodshot eyes from the corner of his mouth. Taking advantage of these bloodshot eyes, he suddenly squatted down and slapped the ground hard.
Suddenly, circles of bloody halo appeared on the ground, and a blood-red altar was rising little by little from the ground.
"Using blood as a guide to summon the trump card hidden in the formation..."
The Yinmo stone statue frowned slightly, but he did not expect that a fifth altar would appear in the large formation set up by the eyeball monster.
On the four altars, each has an innate treasure seal guarding it. However, there is no innate treasure seal on this fifth altar. There is only an ancient crossbow bed placed on it.
"This is... the ancient archery crossbow! No, the real archery crossbow should have been destroyed. Is it just an imitation..." Yin Mo said disdainfully.
"Hehe, you have to pay the price for looking down on imitations. Brother Zhu, it's up to you. For the sake of brother, you have to cooperate with your master!" Eyeball laughed strangely.
"Don't worry, brother! Your enemies are my enemies, and the point where your sword points is the place where my arrow fell! Master, do it, my bow string is already too strong!" Suddenly, a candle came from the crossbow bed. The bow echoes the voice of the enemy.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Gong, who has always been snobbish and timid, would also shoot at a powerful enemy out of loyalty... Ning Fan was secretly surprised, and with a sway, he appeared on the fifth altar and raised his hand to press the crossbow mechanism.
This crossbow bed is an imitation of the ancient barbarian world’s greatest treasure—the ancient archery god crossbow!
Although it is just an imitation magic weapon, it has more restrictions than the real Archery God Crossbow. Only people who are Barbarian Gods can activate this crossbow!
A faint golden light began to appear on Ning Fan's body, and in the sky, golden mountains of punishment appeared one after another.
The mighty power of punishment, under Ning Fan's control, all rolled towards the Yinmo stone statue, and the gray sky was all illuminated by golden light.
At this moment, the power of Ning Fan's thirty-six mountains of punishment was all suppressed on Yin Mo's body. Yin Mo tried to summon his three punishment mountains to resist this pressure, but just as he summoned them, the three punishment mountains collapsed again. As before, he could not appear in front of Ning Fan.
As a ninth-generation barbarian god, he felt a feeling like the power of heaven from Ning Fan.
At the same time, Barbarian God. His coercion was far inferior to that of Ning Fan, and with his Yin Mo character, he felt unwilling to do so and snorted coldly.
"Sure enough, you are the newly born Tenth Generation Barbarian God! There are actually thirty-six execution mountains! It's a pity that I am also a Barbarian God. If you only use coercion, you can't even think of suppressing me!"
Chi! Chi! Chi!
What responded to Yin Mo was the sound of sharp arrows piercing the sky! In the blink of an eye, thirty-six golden arrows were shot from the crossbow bed.
Yinmo is different from Xizi paintings in that it is not the shadow of mountains and seas, but a living barbarian god with three punishment mountains. Ning Fan couldn't suppress Yin Mo with the pressure of Xingshan alone. Even if he used punishment, it might not have much effect.
so. The eyeball monster made a plan and decided to use an imitation archery crossbow to gather the power of punishment from the Thirty-Six Mountains and turn it into a physical arrow to attack Yin Mo.
Such golden arrows are almost harmless to monks other than Barbarian cultivators, but they are a fatal threat to Yin Mo.
The thirty-six golden arrows all shot into the Yinmo stone statue without any deviation. Everything happened in an instant.
Yin Mo was distracted and his expression changed drastically. He flew out directly from the stone statue, and as he flew out, thirty-six arrows followed closely behind him, chasing him out one after another.
Although he barely escaped. However, his body was still inevitably shot with several bloody holes. With his cultivation, he was unable to heal those wounds.
Any one of these thirty-six golden arrows is enough to kill a barbaric cultivator with the Immortal Emperor's cultivation!
Thirty-six arrows combined into one are enough to kill all barbarians under the saint. Even Yin Mo didn't dare to take this arrow.
The only pity is that the imitation crossbow seemed unable to withstand the power of thirty-six arrows. After one hit, it exploded into pieces and could no longer be used.
what a pity…
"Die! Even if you have the crow feathers given by that man, you still can't survive from this crossbow!" The eyeball monster looked unprecedentedly excited.
Whether Yin Mo lives or dies, all depends on one blow. If he can achieve success with one blow, it will be good. Even if he can't, it should be enough to destroy his life-saving thing, but it is not bad.
"Hmph! Although your attack is strong, you are not qualified to let me use the Tribulation Feather given by the Lord. I am different now from when I still had my right eye! Let me show you what I have learned over the years. Use the method, sacrifice the bones!"
Seeing that he could not escape the pursuit of the thirty-six arrows, Yin Mo simply stopped running away and instead cut off one of his fingers and turned the finger bones into a big bone club.
There will be a totem of Kunpeng covering the sea on the bone stick, and the aura is extremely weird. When it is weak, it seems to be just a mortal object, but when it is strong, it exudes an innate aura, giving people the feeling of a living creature.
Yin Mo raised the bone stick, and the bone stick immediately divided into thirty-six paths, each of which shot towards a golden arrow.
boom! boom! boom!
The powerful counter-bombing force made the ninth-level space of the Tianque unstable and began to collapse crazily, and then the entire ninth-level Tianque began to shake violently.
Yinmo Fenshen kept coughing up blood, and he was extremely reluctant to use the bone stick. Every second, Fenshen would be seriously injured.
However, the results are also extremely significant. Every time the arrow light hits the bone stick, it will be strangely weakened. This scene is like being swallowed up by the bone stick.
After more than ten breaths, the thirty-six arrows were all swallowed up by the bone rods, and the collapse of the Nine Heavens Tower finally stopped!
There was no loss to the bone stick. The only change was that after swallowing the golden arrow attack, the Kunpeng totem on the bone stick became much more flexible.
"Impossible! You have refined this Holy Sect's magic weapon without being recognized by the Holy Sect!" The eyeball monster was shocked.
He had long known about the bone rod that Yin Mo had obtained, but he never expected that Yin Mo could control the power of the bone rod.
It should be noted that before being suppressed to the Nine Heavenly Palace, Yin Mo spent a lot of effort to refine this object, but was unable to refine and subdue it. Unexpectedly...now he succeeded!
The background of this bone stick is not small. Although it is not a weapon to open the sky, among innates, there are not many who can defeat it... After all, this treasure was once used as a magic weapon by the ancient holy sect and was raised in the six realms of reincarnation for countless years. The power is no small matter!
There was just one thing that the eyeball monster couldn't understand. Only monks with the bloodline of the Holy Sect can use the Holy Sect's magic weapon. Why can Yin Mo use the Holy Sect's magic weapon!
Yin Mo's distraction has faded a lot. Using the bone stick seems to have done a lot of damage to him, but his eyes are shining with bloodthirsty light, "Although you are my right eye, there are many things that you don't know. That day I I betrayed the Purple Dou Immortal Realm and was appreciated by that Lord. What he gave me was more than just a life-saving feather. It’s such a pity. It seems that this time, you still can’t kill me..."
"That's not necessarily the case!" The eyeball monster was slightly disappointed. But a stronger fighting spirit burst out in his eyes.
He set up a large formation in all directions, suppressing the Yinmo aura and recovering it. With the help of Ning Fan's power, he killed a hundred thousand ancient corpses and shot thirty-six punishment golden arrows, all of which. Still not his killer move.
This is the last time... He and Yin Mo have been separated for many years. His cultivation has always been stagnant, but Yin Mo is getting stronger and stronger.
He has assassinated Yin Mo 12 times... 12 great catastrophes. The barbarians regard 12 as reincarnation. This time is Yin Mo's last great catastrophe.
If Yin Mo hadn't been extremely weak at this moment, just his distraction would have been enough to block thirty-six arrows even without using the bone rod.
Once this catastrophe of surplus and deficiency is over, Yin Mo will never weaken to this extent again. This is the last chance to kill Yin Mo. No matter what the cost, seize it!
"Little girl, the next step is up to you! The sixth altar is here!"
The eyeball monster swept out a gray light, and the sixth altar appeared again in the formation.
There was a strange formation on the altar, with black moonlight flowing vaguely. In front of the formation. An altar was placed, with incense and candles lit. In front of the altar, stood a female nun in pink palace attire, it was Miaoyan.
"This is...the Dao Sacrifice and Destruction Formation!" Yin Mo's expression was suddenly startled. Then filled with coldness.
He didn't expect that this time, the right eye actually wanted to fight him desperately, even using such an extreme method.
It just doesn't know that in its heart, the glory of the Immortal Emperor is worth the price he has to pay, turning it into the power of sacrifice and destruction of the Tao Formation.
The eyeball monster flew to the center of the formation. Sweeping out a gray light, the gray light turned into thousands. In an instant, it turned into thousands of magic weapons, falling from the sky like raindrops and landing in the center of the formation.
Miaoyan held a mahogany sword, and when the eye-ball monster summoned the magic weapon, he cooperated with the eye-ball monster and started to cast spells.
She didn't know who she was going to deal with, but this move was a favor to Ning Fan, and she wouldn't refuse.
Every time a magic weapon is exploded, more black energy will appear in the eyes of the eyeball monster. After the black energy reaches a certain level, it will gradually turn into a black crescent totem.
The first black crescent moon appeared in the eyeball monster's eyes, spinning slowly.
As soon as the crescent moon appeared, the aura of the eyeball monster suddenly surged. Although it had not reached the Eight Tribulations realm, it was almost there.
"It's not enough! This time I will kill you even if I risk all my money!"
The eyeball monster swept out more gray lights, and countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures fell to the center of the formation and exploded one by one.
Inside, there were rare elixirs, elixirs, and all kinds of spiritual minerals and fairy materials. After they exploded, the eyes of the eyeball monster became more and more black.
The second black crescent moon condenses.
In the end, the eyeball monster even used up all the Dao crystals. He loves money as much as his life, but he has really spent all his family wealth.
The third, fourth, and fifth crescent moons condensed one after another. When the fifth black crescent moon appeared, the aura of the eyeball monster suddenly increased to the level of the ninth calamity of eternity in a short period of time.
But, it’s still not enough!
"Small iron cage, now!"
"Little Tiezhui, appear!"
"Little hammer, show up!"
"Little nail rake, now!"
"Little slingshot..."
"Little yellow flag..."
"Little carrot head..."
"Pants..."
"Small…"
Magic weapons with low-end names were summoned out by the eyeball monster desperately. There were 12 of them in total, without exception, all of them were innate magic weapons.
Without any hesitation, the eyeball monster exploded twelve innate magic weapons one after another, and the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth crescent moons condensed out one after another.
When the ninth black moon emerged, the aura of the eyeball monster reached the quasi-sage realm in a short time, and it was no ordinary quasi-sage!
"Nine black moons... If it can reach twelve, maybe you can really fight me. You are not enough now..."
"burst!"
But there was a loud bang, and this time, the eyeball monster actually blew himself up.
Yin Mo suddenly widened his left eye, obviously not expecting the eyeball monster to explode himself, but soon he understood the true intention of the eyeball monster, squinted and looked sharply in the direction of Ning Fan.
But he saw that between Ning Fan's eyebrows, where the divine stars were shining, a black gap suddenly opened, and from the gap, an extremely obscene laughter came out.
"You brat, lend me your body! I want to use your body to kill the old ghost Yin Mo!"
The crack opened, right at the location of Ning Fan's third eye. At this moment, the dove's nest was occupied by the strange-eyed bird, which acted as Ning Fan's third eye.
12 black crescents rotated in Ning Fan's third eye.
"Now that our cultivation levels are equal... Yin Mo, let's fight this old man!" (To be continued.)
