"Dark Lord is crazy to death?"
Almost at the moment when Dark Lord Kuang fell, the strong Dark men who were chasing Ning Fan nearby all sensed this and were slightly surprised.
But it was just a surprise. After all, An Junkuang was ranked ninety-seven among the hundred sons of the An tribe. With a mere Suinian cultivation level, he was not even an Eternal Immortal. Being killed by Ning Fan was nothing special.
"Hey, it's really troublesome. Why does the ancestor have to target this chaotic ancient descendant like this? I, An Tiantu, hate the most in my life is trouble..."
In the dark sky, a young Immortal Lord with wings on his back muttered impatiently to himself, he is the seventeenth among the hundred sons of the Dark tribe, coming from the east.
He was talking about trouble, but he still followed the compass's guidance and chased Ning Fan desperately. There was also a trace of greed hidden in his lazy eyes.
An Donglai doesn't like trouble!
But there was an exception if he could get a huge reward by killing Ning Fan. He had made a lot of preparations for this!
According to the compass, the distance between him and Ning Fan was getting closer and closer. The other party should be flying towards him, killing all the dark race geniuses he encountered along the way.
"Ninety-fourth son, An Hai is also dead..."
"The eighty-second son, Yin Lei fell..."
"The sixty-ninth son, Yin Xiao died..."
"The forty-third son, An Feng dies..."
The closer he got to Ning Fan, the darker An Donglai's eyes became. In less than a hundred breaths, more than a dozen of the Dark Tribe's geniuses and hundreds of Dark Tribe's Sui Nian had died at the hands of Ning Fan? How can this be!
You know, all the dark tribe monks who participated in this hunt were fully prepared before they came to hunt Ning Fan...
Close, close...
The distance between An Donglai and Ning Fan was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous and a little excited...
ah!
Suddenly, there was a large fire burning in front of him. An Donglai suddenly stopped the light and widened his eyes.
Right in front of his eyes, another dark race genius was burned to ashes by Ning Fan!
"Even the nineteenth son An Tianshi is not an enemy of this person? Haha, it seems that I am also in danger..."
Although he was talking about danger, An Donglai couldn't hide his excitement and walked towards Ning Fan step by step.
Ning Fan walked out of the flames that covered the sky, his eyes cold and ruthless, looking at An Donglai like a dead man.
This person's cultivation level as the Eternal Two Tribulations Immortal Master cannot make Ning Fan pay any attention to him.
But for some reason, this person actually gave Ning Fan a sense of crisis. Ning Fan did not underestimate An Donglai, nor did he choose to kill him as soon as he met. Instead, he observed...
"Huh? When this descendant of chaos ancient times saw me, he didn't kill him immediately?"
An Donglai was surprised, thinking that Ning Fan must have noticed the weirdness of his physique, and then suppressed this thought.
His co-death body is so secret that no one except a very few people in the clan knows about it!
The body of co-death, as the name suggests, means that the person who kills him will be connected to his life, be cursed, and die together!
Unless he is an Immortal King or Immortal Emperor whose cultivation level is several levels higher than his, no one can ignore this curse of co-death!
No matter how powerful Ning Fan is, he is only an eternal immortal. An Donglai is convinced that Ning Fan cannot compete with his special physique!
Within the dantian, Yuanshen from the dark east was holding three purple-gold pills in his hands, extremely excited.
These three pills were the death-avoidance pills that the clan spent a lot of money to find for him, and they could revive him three times!
To kill Ning Fan today, maybe...it only takes one pill and one death is enough...
"Are you a descendant of Luan Gu? You dare to come to our Dark Clan alone with this little level of cultivation? What a piece of rubbish!"
An Donglai's tone was extremely arrogant, trying to provoke Ning Fan into taking action.
Ning Fan glanced deeply at An Donglai, his eyes flashing with green light, as if An Donglai's entire body was seen through in an instant.
An Donglai's heart trembled. Now that Ning Fan was watching him, he actually felt like he was being watched by his ancestor. It was really unbelievable.
"Curse...I see, your body carries a curse. Is it innate? You were born with such a special physique. You should have a natural position in the dark tribe."
Ning Fan said indifferently.
A simple word, but it made An Donglai's complexion change drastically. Even the Immortal Emperors in the clan would not be able to see through his physique without knowing it in advance. Ning Fan actually saw through everything at a glance!
Is this the vision of the descendants of Luan Gu? !
"Curse comes with cause and effect. If there is no cause and effect, there is no way to curse. You thought you could die with me, but in fact, it is just in vain..."
Ning Fan seemed to have seen through everything An Donglai had done, and had no more worries in his heart. The wind and fire cattail fan suddenly stirred up, and countless flames swept towards An Donglai, making An Donglai so scared that he almost suffocated!
This fan is a blow from the innate magic weapon!
But it is not only the power of the innate magic weapon, but also because of the fusion of the power of the innate thunder and the innate flame, the power of this magic weapon has more than doubled out of thin air. There are very few innate low-grade magic weapons that can achieve such power.
The dignified Eternal Immortal Lord An Donglai didn't even hold his breath for a moment in the fire, and was directly burned to ashes!
At the same time, thousands of continents away, above a hill that had long been marked by Dark Donglai, a sudden light burst out, and a two-winged immortal walked out of it intact.
It's not really intact.
After being reborn once, An Donglai's cultivation level dropped greatly, from the second calamity of eternity to the first calamity. Obviously, this kind of rebirth is not really without cost.
"It's terrible, it's terrible! Is this the power of the descendants of Luan Gu? Did our clan deal with such a monster in the past! I am also an Immortal Lord, and he is also an Immortal Lord. I can even fight against some weak Immortal Kings without defeat. But in his hands, he couldn't even survive half a breath! How could the gap between people be... so big!"
"But he still took action and chose to kill me, hahaha! No matter how strong this person was, he was still killed by me in the end! He had clearly seen through everything about me, but he still dared to take action. This person is really stupid. …”
Before the last stupid word was spoken, An Donglai felt the hairs on his hair suddenly stand on end. At this moment, words as cold as Jiuyou came from behind, bone-chilling.
"It's interesting that you can actually come back from the dead. I just don't know how many times you can be reborn."
It's Ning Fan!
This person actually separated the cause and effect and was not harmed in the slightest by his curse of co-death!
"Impossible! How can you still be alive? You obviously killed me. You obviously..."
An Donglai's face began to twist and become frightened. He was not as cool as usual!
Ning Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with An Donglai, so he burned An Donglai into ashes with another fan. This person's special constitution made Ning Fan pay some attention to him, but that was all. In this world, there are too many enemies with special abilities. Ning Fan has seen so many and killed so many that he has become accustomed to them.
Tens of thousands of people away from the mainland, An Donglai was reborn for the second time, sweating like rain.
Ning Fan was actually not killed by the curse of death!
Ning Fan actually crossed the distance of thousands of continents in an instant, caught up with him, and killed him for the second time!
Fortunately, his second resurrection point was set farther away. Ning Fan shouldn't be able to catch up. He must escape immediately, immediately...
An Donglai turned around to leave, but just as he turned around, he saw a cold and heartless face staring back at him.
It's Ning Fan!
This person could actually cross a distance of tens of thousands of continents in one step. How could such a terrifying speed be possible in the world!
"burst!"
An Donglai was decisive in killing and directly self-destructed his physical soul. However, this self-destruction naturally did not hurt Ning Fan at all.
He did not wait for Ning Fan to kill him, because he knew that the curse of mutual death was ineffective against Ning Fan!
Away from the Hundred Thousand Continent, An Donglai was resurrected for the last time, and his cultivation level had dropped to the point of ruin.
His face was pale, his heart was beating wildly, and all the death-avoiding pills had been used up. These were all genuine Nine-turn Emperor Pills, and he couldn't find the fourth one on him!
"This time, he should be able to run away...His spiritual thoughts should not be able to lock in at such a distance. Even if the speed is enough, his spiritual thoughts should be able to..."
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…
It was a drop of drizzle, falling from the sky inadvertently, and a man in white walked out of the rain curtain indifferently.
Still no nonsense with An Donglai, still burned An Donglai to ashes with a fan.
This time, An Donglai could not be reborn, and Ning Fan finally completed the kill, his eyes slightly solemn.
"Sure enough, everyone in the Dark Tribe is fully prepared for this battle this time. Even an Eternal Immortal Lord can be reborn three times. The more powerful ones will probably be even more difficult to deal with..."
It was not easy to speak, but Ning Fan's expression remained calm. It was obvious that even so, he did not put his peers in the Dark Tribe into his eyes.
This killing has just begun. Wouldn't it be more interesting if the other party has the power to resist?
With a flicker of his body, Ning Fan disappeared into the rain. Fires continued to explode in the distant sky, and the dark race's genius died at his hands.
There is a prodigy from the dark tribe who can connect with the general trend of heaven and earth. In an instant, he exerts the power of the Immortal Emperor, but Ning Fan crushes the general trend with one foot and tramples everyone into a pulp.
There is a prodigy of the dark race who has millions of formations within his body, and every word and action is a formation. However, in front of Ning Fan, all the power of the formations solidified, and he could not close his shocked eyes until he died...
There was a dark tribe prodigy who had a big star in his body, and his star magic was almost invincible at his level. However, Ning Fan slapped him with his hand and burned all the big stars, and he died without resting in peace.
There was a genius from the Dark Tribe who attracted all the earthly fire in the Dark Continent and wanted to burn Ning Fan to death, but Ning Fan casually sucked up all the earthly fire and helped Ning Fan recover a lot of mana...
Hundreds of dark tribesmen died one by one. No matter how well prepared they were, they were still no match for Ning Fan.
The aura active in the dark continent was getting less and less, and Yin Luosha's face was as dark as water. He had seen Ning Fan's strength as early as in the Jidan Sanctuary, but unexpectedly, Ning Fan seemed to be even more powerful now than before. !
Hundreds of dark tribesmen dared to come to kill Ning Fan. If any of them came with trump cards, even if they were replaced by Emperor Dongtian, they would definitely not end up well.
But no one can kill Ning Fan...
"That day in the Jidan Sanctuary, I had no power to resist in front of this son. That was because I didn't bring my strongest corpse armor with me, but this time, I won't lose! I am Yin Luo Sha, the native of my clan. After our ancestors, the most qualified person in history, who is Ning Fan, how can he be compared with me!"
Behind Yin Luosha, a huge black coffin stood on the mainland, like a million-foot-high mountain, soaring to the sky.
Close, close...
As Ning Fan got closer and closer to this place, Yin Luosha finally tore off all the seals on the giant coffin and opened the coffin.
The sky is full of dust!
In the giant coffin was a giant nearly one million feet tall, with empty eyes.
The giant was dressed in a black dragon robe. The costume was indescribably majestic, and the black star power was hidden all over his body, giving people an eternal feeling!
Every inch of the giant's skin is torn, forcibly sewn together with needles and threads, and has lost all vitality of flesh and blood.
This is not a living person, but a corpse. It is the remains of a supreme being from the past who self-destructed. The dark tribe found the corpses one by one and stitched them together to obtain the whole corpse!
When Ning Fan followed the aura of Yin Luosha and came here, what he saw was such a giant corpse with empty eyes.
The aura coming from the giant corpse was very terrifying, causing Ning Fan's expression to change slightly, but that was all.
But when Ning Fan saw the appearance of this giant corpse, he couldn't control the shock and anger in his heart!
The appearance of this giant corpse is none other than that of Mu Weiliang's biological father, the Emperor of Heaven!
Why is the corpse of the Emperor of Heaven in the hands of the Dark Tribe!
Didn’t the Emperor of Heaven self-destruct and fall during the battle in Ancient Heaven? Why is his body lying here!
Scenes of the encounter with the Emperor of Heaven flashed through his mind. Under the communication between all things, he heard the sorrow in the bones of the Emperor of Heaven...
"What did you do to the body of the Emperor of Heaven..." Ning Fan asked coldly.
"Don't worry, you will know soon..."
Yin Luosha sneered, and his body swayed, turning into a dark light and flying into the Dantian of the giant corpse of the Emperor of Heaven.
At this moment, black will-o'-the-wisps were burning in the Emperor's empty eyes, which was indescribably weird.
"I see, using my own cultivation to act as the soul of this corpse, to control this corpse..." Ning Fan's eyes flashed with green light, as if he had seen through everything.
But he didn't have much time to study.
Because the giant corpse of the Heavenly Emperor had been controlled by Yin Luosha, it shattered the giant coffin and stepped out, intending to trample Ning Fan into flesh.
The step of the million-foot-long body directly left a huge footprint more than ten thousand feet long on the continent, and then the entire continent shook slightly, and the mountains, rivers, vegetation, and creatures were all turned into fly ash!
It was a crushing that was as accurate as dust. If it hit a person, it would be enough to seriously injure the Six Tribulations Immortal Emperor in the Age of Ending Law!
Ning Fan was not stepped on. His speed was astonishing. He had already swayed and flew high into the air. He avoided the blow, but he was also restrained by the power of the blow.
Just using the cultivation level of Yin Luosha to control this corpse can exert such power. If the Emperor of Heaven himself attacks it with his own cultivation level, what a scene of destruction will happen...
The Emperor of Heaven must have also been an ancient cultivator during his lifetime. After death, he becomes a mere murderous toy of Yin Luosha...
"Little fly, why haven't you turned on your cross halo? Do you know that your cross halo can't stop ancient beings like the Emperor of Heaven? Or are you really arrogant to think that you can fight the Emperor of Heaven without using all your strength? ah!"
Yin Luosha's laughter echoed across the world, controlling the giant corpse of the Heavenly Emperor, and instantly punched a hundred times in the sky where Ning Fan was.
He was confident that Ning Fan could not stop the giant corpse of the Emperor of Heaven. According to his research, Ning Fan's cross halo covered a limited distance and would not exceed a distance of ten thousand feet, which was not enough to completely cover the giant corpse of the Emperor of Heaven.
Haha, being big can sometimes be beneficial! At least if the body is big, it can be covered by the cross halo!
The Heavenly Emperor's hundreds of punches blocked all Ning Fan's escape routes, making Ning Fan unable to evade and could only fight hard with all his strength.
Ning Fan did not use the God-Destroying Shield because he was not sure whether An Yuanchen was spying on him at this moment and whether he would recognize the weapon that opened the sky...
He chose to turn on the cross halo!
Under the interweaving of hundreds of thousands of ink seal runes, Ning Fan stood on the sky, exuding the majesty of an ancient god.
The Emperor of Heaven attacked with fists, and he also punched back. Once the cross halo was activated, Ning Fan not only had unlimited magical power, but also had huge physical recovery!
The ancient demon broke through the mountain and hit a hundred punches in an instant, colliding with the Emperor's fist one by one!
One after another, the surrounding continents were shattered by the waves of fist rays, turning into powder and disappearing!
In front of the million-foot-high Heavenly Emperor, Ning Fan was as small as a particle of dust, but in this fist fight, he was evenly matched!
If the real Emperor of Heaven were to take action, Ning Fan would certainly not be able to do this, but his opponent was just the remains of the Emperor of Heaven. The power of the Emperor of Heaven that Yin Luosha can exert may not even be one ten thousandth of the strength of the Emperor of Heaven...
Emperor of Heaven, Emperor of Heaven…
Ning Fan's eyes showed a hint of sadness.
The senior who once played chess with him in the illusion...
The emperor who once guarded the ancient heaven until he died in battle...
The loving father who was still worried about his daughter when he taught him the Black Star Technique...
Now, all that is left is a mutilated corpse stitched together with needlework.
How sad Mu Weiliang would be if she knew her biological father had fallen like this...
If the monks of the ancient heaven were still alive, how sad they would be if they knew that their emperor was controlled by a child at will...
Ning Fan felt that something seemed to be integrated into his Ancient Demon Mountain Breaking Strike, and the power became stronger and stronger with each punch.
That kind of enhancement is not just because the number of combos is increasing, but because at this moment, every punch Ning Fan throws is filled with emotion and will!
The ancient demon's mountain-breaking attack is based on the ancient demon's path of destruction. It is most powerful only when the host wants to destroy something.
This feeling of sublimation as the ancient demon breaks through the mountain and attacks it can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.
Ning Fan didn't want to ask why the Emperor's corpse was here, or what the Dark Tribe had done to the Emperor's corpse over the years.
He only wants to do one thing at the moment!
Break all the bonds of the Emperor of Heaven!
Really bury the corpse of the Emperor of Heaven and let him rest in peace under the loess!
"Hiss! A mere monk from the end of the law can actually fight with the ancient Emperor of Heaven without defeat!"
Within the body of the Emperor of Heaven, Yin Luosha turned pale with fright. With a pinch of his fingers, infinite black star power suddenly shot out from the Emperor of Heaven's giant body. The starlight was as sharp as a flying sword, and a billion star swords slashed towards Ning Fan!
The Black Star Technique...can it still be used in this way? Ning Fan was surprised.
After being surprised, I was more sighing.
If the Emperor of Heaven himself releases the Star Sword to kill him, he will definitely be no match, but if Yin Luosha does this, it is not worth mentioning.
Boom boom boom!
Ning Fan punched out, and countless star swords collapsed in the sky, extinguished and scattered.
There is still black star power remaining on the corpse of the Emperor of Heaven, but this star power is already very small, not even one billionth of what it was at its peak.
Otherwise, why would the aftermath of Ning Fan's ancient demon's mountain-breaking attack fall on the giant corpse of the Emperor of Heaven, leaving wounds that could not be healed...
Otherwise, why do those pieces of meat require needles and threads to sew them together, and why can't the wounds heal...
"Even the Vientiane Starry Sky Sword can't kill you! How about another move called the Ancient Starry Sky Seal!"
The Emperor of Heaven pressed forward with one hand, and hundreds of illusory stars appeared in the sky, crashing towards Ning Fan.
Ning Fan silently counted the time and punched out.
Fifteen breaths, sixteen breaths, seventeen breaths...
This is the time for the Cross Halo to turn on!
Two hundred hits in a row, three hundred hits in a row, four hundred hits in a row...
This is the increasing number of combos of the ancient demon’s mountain-breaking attack!
Five hundred hits in a row!
Six hundred combos!
Seven hundred combos!
Eight hundred combos!
Under the backlash of the eight hundred ancient demons' mountain-breaking attacks, Ning Fan's body collapsed again and again in the cross halo, but the black shadow flashed and his flesh and blood condensed again.
At this moment, he didn't have to worry about not having enough mana, or being unable to withstand the backlash of the eight hundred mountain-breaking attacks.
The one to worry about is not him, but...Yin Luosha!
After eight hundred consecutive blows, the corpse of the Emperor of Heaven was exploded, and countless pieces of meat that had been forcibly sewn together exploded, and a fishy wind filled the sky!
Yin Luo Sha spurted out blood and appeared in the air. Now that he had lost the physical protection of the Emperor of Heaven, how could he dare to fight Ning Fan? His whole body was shaking uncontrollably!
Exploded!
The Emperor's physical body was actually exploded by Ning Fan's eight hundred punches!
Although the corpse of the Emperor of Heaven has long been extinct, even some of the Eastern Heaven Emperors are unable to crush the corpse of the Emperor of Heaven...
Ning Fan can do it! What a monster!
"Dark Ancestor Escapes!"
Yin Luosha lost his biggest support and did not dare to fight again. His body swayed and disappeared without a trace. However, Ning Fan tore the world apart, took it out, and then blew it up with a punch.
It was an honor for Yin Luosha to be hit by the eight hundred and one punches of the ancient demon's mountain-breaking attack. Since he had no resistance, one punch turned into blood mist. He didn't even scream, and was directly hit. Killed.
Countless dark tribe old monsters who sensed this incident all took a breath of air. Who would have expected that even Yin Luo Sha, who used the corpse of the Emperor of Heaven, would not be a match for Ning Fan!
Even though he is not fixed by the cross halo, he is still invincible!
"Trash, they are all trash! They are both of the younger generation, so why is there such a big gap between the younger generation of my clan and that Ning Fan! It would be a shame for such trash to die!"
A Three-Tribulation Immortal King was furious in his heart. He became invisible and sneaked all the way, heading towards the direction where Ning Fan and Yin Luo Sha were fighting. He was clearly on his way in stealth mode, but his speed was actually faster than many high-level Immortal Kings' full-strength flight, which was really impressive.
This person's name is An Tianxing, he is the elder Immortal King of the Dark clan, and he is also the person closest to Ning Fan at the moment!
He is not the person with the highest cultivation level among the Dark Tribe, but he must be the best at assassination!
For some reason, after Ning Fan killed Yin Luosha, he actually stayed where he was and did not go anywhere. This surprised An Tianxing.
An Tianxing flew in the sky with his body hunched over. From time to time, his hand would touch the dagger hanging on his waist.
It was a dagger made of animal teeth. The blade didn't look sharp, but it gave people a weird feeling of tearing and shattering everything...
As long as this animal tooth dagger is used, An Tianxing will feel at ease. Even if the opponent is someone who can kill the Immortal Emperor, An Tianxing will not be afraid...
When An Tianxing sneaked all the way to the place of battle and saw Ning Fan busy collecting the corpses of the Emperor of Heaven, he immediately understood why Ning Fan stayed here and refused to leave.
"It turns out that this son was moved by the remains of the Emperor of Heaven. Unfortunately, the vitality of these corpses has long been exhausted, and they are like scrap metal. Even the ancestors cannot truly repair the remains of the Emperor of Heaven. Just stitching this corpse together will not work. A huge price was spent, but the reward was only an additional corpse armor with the combat power of the Immortal Emperor. It was useful to the juniors, but it was not a great thing. Now that this corpse has been exploded for the second time, it is even more useless. …It’s pointless for me to collect these body parts, but I don’t know it…”
An Tianxing was disdainful.
He tiptoed, approaching Ning Fan step by step. He was confident that his stealth was unparalleled, and even the Immortal Emperor could rarely detect his approach!
The most proud achievement in his life was that he participated in the assassination of an Immortal Emperor of the Southern Clan. Although the Immortal Emperor was not killed by him, his Dantian was severely damaged and his foundation was greatly damaged...
With rich assassination experience, An Tianxing will naturally not feel any nervousness, even if his opponent this time is Ning Fan!
If he were to fight head-on, his strength would be considered weak among the Three Tribulations Immortal Kings, and he would probably not be the enemy of Ning Fan...
But if it was an assassination...even if it were ten Ning Fans, he would be confident to assassinate them all!
Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps...
An Tianxing was getting closer and closer to Ning Fan. He pulled out his dagger and planned to stab Ning Fan's waist from behind and break Ning Fan's dantian...
Seven steps, six steps, five steps, four steps...
An Tianxing could hear his heart beating violently, not because of nervousness, but because of excitement!
Three steps, two steps, one step...
An Tianxing thrust out the dagger and stabbed Ning Fan accurately on the waist!
The feel of a knife cutting tofu did not puzzle An Tianxing. He knew that Ning Fan was physically strong, but no matter how strong he was, he was still just tofu in front of the divine weapon dagger...
But soon he couldn't calm down anymore!
Ning Fan, who was stabbed by the dagger, suddenly faded and dissipated like the moon in the mirror.
"Damn it, it's actually an illusion! No! Solution!"
An Tianxing was shocked, forced to break the illusion, and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
And then... the souls of the dead appeared!
The previous scene of assassinating Ning Fan was actually an illusion!
At this moment, he was holding a dagger and still maintained a sneaking posture with a bowed body, but unexpectedly... he was not invisible!
Was it the moment he fell under the illusion that his invisibility was automatically lifted?
"The dagger in your hand can actually give me a sense of crisis. If you really let me get close to you, I might be killed by you..."
It's a pity that in the battle of cultivators, there are so many possibilities, so many ifs!
Ning Fan's Yushu perception is so terrifying, how could he be sneaked around and assassinated!
An Tianxing knew something was wrong, so he became invisible again and tried to escape, but Ning Fan casually tore the world apart and captured him.
Without the assassination, he was just a weak Immortal King, how could he be Ning Fan's opponent!
An Tianxing panicked and used his magical powers to fight Ning Fan. However, he was burned to ashes by Ning Fan's wind and fire cattail fan after just one encounter.
The shot was a little heavy...
An Tianxing and his storage bag were all burned to ashes...
Um? And loot?
Ning Fan was slightly surprised and took the beast tooth dagger An Tianxing carried with him into his hand. This dagger actually did not have any fire marks from the wind and fire cattail fan. It was really extraordinary. No wonder it gave him a sense of crisis.
It is not an innate magic weapon... This object has not been made in any way. It is simply a sharp animal tooth with a pendant added. It looks like a dagger...
And for some reason, as soon as he held the dagger, Ning Fan felt his own divine bloodline, and had a sense of resonance, which was extremely strange...
Just as he was about to study the dagger carefully, the dagger suddenly seemed to have a spirit, turning into a stream of light and rushing out of Ning Fan's palm.
Ning Fan raised his hand to grab it, but his palm was cut open by the dagger. In a moment of shock, the dagger took the opportunity to run away.
Ning Fan's eyes darkened slightly and he stared at the bloody mouth in his palm.
His spirit-wasted body could resist even innate magic weapons, but it was easily scratched by the teeth of beasts that were not even magic weapons...
This Dark Clan really has a very deep background. Does even a Three Tribulation Immortal King have such a magical weapon... Sure enough, it is not comparable to the Dongtian Immortal King. I am afraid that the Immortal King he just killed is not unknown in the Dark Clan. Senior.
It's a pity that Ning Fan didn't ask An Tianxing's name because he was really not interested in the identity of the dead.
"There is a destiny in the dark. That day, my senior taught me the Black Star Technique. Today, I will cremate my senior and give my senior's physical body relief..."
Ning Fan did not take An Tianxing's assassination to heart. After restraining the Emperor's body, he sprayed out a flame of thunder and fire, burning the Emperor's body into ashes. He carefully collected the ashes and prepared to take them back. Pass it to Mu Weiliang.
After doing all this, Ning Fan walked away and hunted the dark race genius again. He didn't know that there was a beast-like gaze secretly observing him at this moment.
In another world connected to the Dark Continent, An Yuanchen was lying in a black coffin and asked a boy with dog ears outside the coffin.
"Black Rope, what do you think of this prey? He deserves to be your enemy!"
The young man named Black Rope wears an animal skin skirt on his upper body and lower body, and wears a string of dog tooth bone chains around his neck. The hair is braided into thin braids, hanging down to his waist, and he has a pair of black dog ears.
He had dark skin, squatting on the ground like a dog, playing with the bloody animal tooth dagger in his hand, with a lazy expression.
"He is not enough! Although he has the aura of a demigod like me, he is too weak to be killed by me..."
"Haha, I know you look down on this guy, but you need to know that in this battle, you are fighting on behalf of the teacher. You should know that the teacher wants to win against Luangu no matter what, so he sent those juniors just to test I’ll give you a reference as to how deep this kid is. It’s better if this kid is weaker, and the weaker you are, the more you can win once as a teacher..."
"I can't understand the thinking of the weak, but if this kid doesn't show enough value, I won't take action..."
"It's really troublesome. In order to make you interested in this son, I have to sacrifice more juniors as a teacher."
"They are just a bunch of trash. If they die, it means they have no value in existence."
Heisheng no longer paid attention to An Yuanchen, swallowed the beast's tooth dagger into his belly, and lay on the ground sleeping soundly. The coercion that appears and disappears around him is actually much different than that of the Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor, but you must know that this black rope is just a Five Tribulations Immortal King...
"Langu, I have been inferior to you in my life, but this disciple is definitely a thousand times better than your disciple. This is a first-generation demigod. Under my feeding, he is no better than the legendary gods. How much worse. Although your disciple also has the power of a god, he is a demigod whose bloodline has been diluted for many generations. You have suppressed me all my life, but after all, there is still one thing that is inferior to me!"
