The brief battle with the Immortal Emperor was so loud that it alarmed all the Dark Tribe monks in the Nineteenth Heaven.
Among them, there are hunters who have withdrawn from the Dark Continent, guards guarding the Hui Shen rice fields, and more of them are the lowest level members of the Dark Tribe.
The world of cultivation is strictly hierarchical. Huge beasts like the Dark Clan also have hierarchical divisions within them.
The Nineteenth Heaven is a remote place with tens of millions of low-level monks from the Dark Tribe living here. They do not care about the disputes between the Dark Tribe and the descendants of Luan Gu, and they never care about the various rumors about Dongtian. These people rarely looked at Ning Fan with hatred.
There is only confusion.
"Mom, who is that big brother? He, he is so handsome. He actually fought to a close with the Immortal Emperor of our clan... I also want to be like him, unstoppable. I don't want to be like an ant, spending my whole life Trapped to death on the 19th level."
A child pointed at the sky and asked curiously, his eyes full of sparkling light.
"My son, don't talk nonsense! That person, that person is a bad person, you can't imitate him..."
"Who is the bad guy?"
"Bad people are... just bad people..."
As Ning Fan galloped all the way, the thought of rain covered the entire nineteenth level of the sky. Every blade of grass, every tree, every cloud and every soil appeared in his mind like a picture.
He doesn't care about the hierarchy of the Dark Tribe, and he doesn't bother to kill ordinary people who don't even know who he is.
On the nineteenth day, the Huishen rice field was not the only one worth plundering. Every plant and tree here was a rare treasure in the Eastern Sky.
That seemingly inconspicuous peak is actually a good material for refining the innate magic weapon!
The calm bottom of the lake actually contains water immortal treasures!
All of the exotic flowers and plants that bloom among the mountains and rivers are rare elixirs!
With nine Immortal Emperors chasing him behind him, it was naturally impossible for Ning Fan to plunder all the supplies in the Nineteenth Heaven. He only focused on heading towards the Eighteenth Heaven, and only picked and snatched the good things he encountered along the way!
As a result, wherever Ning Fan passed by, the fairy mountains were uprooted, the lakes and seas were drained of spiritual fluid, and the exotic flowers and plants were strewn all over the ground, all being uprooted.
The nine Immortal Emperors were itching their teeth with hatred, and wanted to stop Ning Fan from plundering, but they could not catch up with Ning Fan at all. They had only chased him less than a third of the way to the eighteenth heaven, and Ning Fan had already broken into the third level. Eighteenth Heaven!
There are dark gates standing between the two heavens. The dark gate of the nineteenth heaven is guarded by a Second Tribulation Immortal Lord.
At this moment, the Immortal Lord was as usual, being basked in the moonlight and sipping spiritual tea comfortably under the care of several Yingying Yanyan.
It wasn't until Ning Fan appeared here like an ancient god of murder that the Eternal Immortal Lord lazily opened his eyes and scolded,
"Who! There are no rules! I wonder if it is my rest time from Chen time to Shen time every day. I will never open the dark world door and let anyone pass! I will only work at night! Come here! , capture this person for me and teach him the rules of the Nineteenth Heaven..."
The fat face of the Eternal Immortal Lord was originally full of arrogance. After all, his elder was a certain Immortal Emperor of the Dark Tribe, so even if he acted arrogantly, there was no harm.
But when he saw Ning Fan's face clearly, all his words were choked back, and he almost choked to death with a sip of spiritual tea.
Unlike ordinary Dark Tribe people who don't care about the world, he recognizes Ning Fan!
"Yes, it's you! Why are you in our clan's Great Dark Sky? What do you want to do? Don't do anything wrong, otherwise I won't mind killing you..."
"Noisy!"
Ning Fan frowned and glanced at him with a murderous and bloody gaze. The Eternal Immortal Lord immediately felt as if his eyes were stabbed by thousands of swords. He groaned and spurted out blood, feeling extremely horrified in his heart.
Countless guards were rushed by Ning Fan's momentum, foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground in a coma.
What a terrifying evil spirit this is. After all, he is also an Eternal Immortal Lord. Even facing the Immortal Emperor, he is not so useless, but in front of Ning Fan... he can't even make a simple look at each other!
Is this... the legendary descendant of Luan Gu? ! !
Don’t you see, after twenty-four days of fighting in the dark continent, Ning Fan’s evil spirit has increased to a higher level. If he doesn't restrain his evil aura, unless he is the kind of eternal immortal who has endured blood for a long time, he will not be able to even look at him simply!
Ning Fan didn't intend to commit more crimes in the Great Dark Sky, so he naturally didn't bother to pay attention to this gatekeeper immortal.
He doesn't need this gatekeeper immortal to open the dark world door for him. This door is strong enough to stop ordinary immortals and immortal kings, but it can't stop him!
Even without turning on the cross halo, Ning Fan can still borrow magic from heaven and earth. With a big hand, the power of heaven and earth around him gathers crazily and becomes Ning Fan's constant source of mana.
Then, the ancient demon broke through the mountain and punched out with an aura that looked down on the world!
boom!
A loud noise spread throughout the nineteen heavens. Upon hearing this sound, the nine pursuing Immortal Emperors were so angry that they cursed.
They can't catch up with Ning Fan!
They were powerless to stop Ning Fan from entering the eighteenth heaven to plunder!
When these nine immortal emperors finally caught up to the 18th heaven, Ning Fan had already reached the 16th heaven!
When the Nine Emperors pursued him to the sixteenth heaven, Ning Fan had already reached the tenth heaven!
Countless immortal treasures were plundered by Ning Fan along the way. Among them, the most valuable ones are: the ancient king fruit tree from the seventeenth heaven, which matures once in five million years and can produce twelve immortal king fruits at a time; the ancient king fruit tree from the fourteenth heaven Feixian Pond, this pool can help first-step monks wash their marrow and increase the chance of becoming an immortal by 20%; the twelfth-level incineration furnace, it is said that any magic weapon put into this furnace can be melted and forged Liquid, used to forge magic weapons of any grade.
Any one of these things is priceless and can make a clan prosperous.
No matter how Ning Fan plundered, Anzu did not stop him. Ning Fan was not stupid. He could certainly guess why Anzu did not stop him from plundering the Anzu.
Because Dark Ancestor is confident!
No matter how many things Ning Fan robs, as long as he is finally defeated by the descendants of the Dark Ancestor and dies here, the things he took away can be taken back at once!
Above the tenth level of the sky, there is an ancient puppet guarding the gate, and his whole body exudes the huge aura of a quasi-emperor.
This puppet was strong, but it only took more than 200 consecutive hits from the ancient demon Ning Fan's mountain-breaking attack before being killed!
The Eighth Heavenly Guard is a giant python in the dragon-transformation stage. Once the dragon-transformation is successful, he can become another Dark Tribe emperor... In the end, he was defeated by Ning Fan's 671st punch. Snake Eyes looked at Ning Fan. Breaking into the seventh heaven, don’t dare to stop me!
The Fourth Level Heaven Guard is a Six Tribulations Immortal Emperor. He has not participated in the hunting of the Dark Continent and has the responsibility of guarding the land.
When Ning Fan arrived, he used the cross halo to restrain the emperor. The emperor's expression changed with horror, and he directly abandoned his physical body using secret methods and escaped from his soul...
The Third Level Heavenly Guard, who was also a Six-Tribulation Immortal Emperor, saw Ning Fan arriving, his expression changed dramatically, and he fled without a fight...
Ning Fan plundered more and more immortal treasures, and the ones that he paid a little attention to were: the Taishan Mountain from the tenth heaven, which was an innate low-grade magic weapon that swept across the same level; the ancient python skin from the eighth heaven, which could solve the world's most dangerous treasures. You can also take poison and practice poison skills; the picture of the Dark Ming King in the third heaven is actually an ancient picture recording the supernatural powers of the true world.
The one with the richest harvest is from the Second Heaven!
The first heaven is where the Dark Ancestor is, and the second heaven is where the entire Dark Clan’s storehouse is!
All the Dark Clan's skills, books, elixirs, and magic weapons are all stored here!
Of course, what is placed here is definitely something that Anzu himself does not like, and may not even be necessary for the Immortal Emperor's cultivation.
But for Ning Fan, the treasures in the treasure house are already of infinite value and are just what they need!
There are actually 50,000 immeasurable pills in the finished product, which is enough for him to break through the realm of immortals in the three systems of gods, demons and demons!
Among the countless medicinal materials for elixirs, the Dark Clan has stored thousands of kilograms of the 800 million dark wood, which is the rarest!
Ning Fan almost wanted to laugh out loud!
What a pleasure!
If he didn't attack the Dark Tribe, how many Immortal Emperor forces would he have to plunder before he could get enough Infinite Pills to break through to the Eternal Immortal Lord? Five hundred immeasurable pills can create an Eternal Immortal Lord, and the number of fifty thousand pills is enough to create a hundred Immortal Lords!
As expected of the Dark Clan, only a behemoth like the Dark Clan would hoard such a large amount of immeasurable elixirs in the clan and treat them as strategic materials!
such a pity…
From now on, all of these Wuliang Dan will have their last name changed to Ning!
Ning Fan snatched away all the Second Heaven, and countless Dark Tribe cultivators were so angry that they cursed, but no one dared to stop him.
Ning Fan flew all the way to the gate of the second heaven, which was the entrance to the first heaven. The guards there had already withdrawn to the first heaven, and there stood five old men with vast auras.
These five old men all have different degrees of perfection revealed in their bodies. With their respective fortunes, eight colors of light soar into the sky.
There was no one who was not a quasi-sage. They all glared at Ning Fan and wanted to kill him, including the quasi-sage An Tiandou who Ning Fan had seen before!
However, they can't take action because the Dark Ancestor doesn't allow it!
They couldn't understand the Ancestor's obsession to defeat Luan Gu no matter what. They only knew that if he touched Ning Fan without authorization, the Ancestor would definitely kill them in a rage. Even as a quasi-sage, he couldn't save them. !
Dark Ancestor...is such a cold and heartless existence!
The five quasi-sages' gazes were as powerful as the sky, and they came with the power of heaven to shoot at them. They were as powerful as Ning Fan. They were so shocked by the gazes of the five sages that they were as powerful as the heavens and the earth. They were almost unsteady and almost fell from the sky.
He gritted his teeth, his eyes were unruly, and he stepped forward step by step with the golden flames on his feet. He just used the power word secret to remove the pressure of the Five Saints, making the Five Saints' complexion even darker.
But there was a laugh coming from behind the Five Saints, who seemed to be very satisfied with Ning Fan's removal of the pressure of the Five Saints.
It was a boy with dog ears, his eyes filled with arrogance, and he walked out from behind the Five Saints. Every step he took made the dark path between heaven and earth respond!
Dark palm position!
This is a Five Tribulations Immortal King, but he already knows the power of the Dark Palm. His combat power is close to that of the Nine Tribulations Emperor, and he is not an ordinary emperor, but the kind of emperor who holds the position of master!
"You are the descendant of Luan Gu, right? I finally met you, you are good. By the way, what is your name Ning?"
Ning Fan frowned.
You, good.
This is a compliment that a superior would only use to a subordinate.
what's your name?
Is it in vain that he made such a big fuss in the Dark Tribe and the other party didn't even remember his name?
How contemptuous! What contempt!
This person should be the descendant of the Dark Ancestor...
The battle that should come has finally come!
Countless dark monks from the second level are watching this upcoming battle!
More and more Dark Tribe monks gathered here, shouting and killing loudly!
"Please ask the Five Saints to take action and kill the descendants of Luan Gu!"
"Please take action to kill the descendant of Luan Gu!"
"The glory of secret cultivation must not be blasphemed!"
"Those who offend me from the Dark Tribe will be hunted down by thousands of realms!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Immortal King young man suddenly frowned, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and disappeared.
A moment later, he returned to the original place, and in his hand... there were hundreds of souls, pierced by the threads of darkness!
At this moment, hundreds of true immortals from the Dark Tribe were killed by the young Immortal King!
After killing people and seizing the gods, this young man devoured these souls one by one and feasted on them.
In an instant, all the Dark Tribe monks around him fell into silence, not daring to shout any more.
This person is actually eating the soul of his companion?
Ning Fan frowned deeper.
He had done a lot of cannibalism in his life, but he would never attack his companions, and would only be ruthless to his enemies.
The young man in front of him had no such scruples at all. He looked at the Dark Tribe monks around him as if he were looking at food!
How indifferent, how insensitive, like looking at a pig or a dog! This kind of indifference, but for some unknown reason, gave Ning Fan a strange sense of similarity, as if there was something in this young man that was similar to him.
"Honored God, please don't kill people indiscriminately just for the sake of food and drink!" The five Dark Saints were all displeased, but they did not dare to scold the Immortal King boy loudly, so they only admonished him.
The Immortal King boy ignored the Five Saints, only licked his mouth full of blood, and said indifferently,
"Okay, I'm full, don't interfere, I'll kill this junior!"
Although he looks like a young man, his bones are millions of years old. It is not too much to call Ning Fan a junior. Although he is not considered an old man among the same level, who thinks that Ning Fan is too young among the monks at the same level?
With every step the young man took in the air, the dark avenue under his feet would form ripples, echoing between heaven and earth.
Ning Fan felt unprecedented pressure from this young man, the kind of pressure that even the first-level existence of the Divine and Void Emperors could not bring to him.
From this young man, Ning Fan felt the oppressive feeling of meeting the Seventh Generation Killing Emperor for the first time, and thought to himself, could this young man's combat power be comparable to that of the Seventh Generation Killing Emperor?
Can he win this battle?
Ning Fan doesn't know whether he can win. He only knows that in this battle, he cannot escape and will not escape!
"My name is Heisheng, you are so weak..."
The young man named Heisheng was clearly still approaching Ning Fan step by step, but for some unknown reason, his voice suddenly came from behind Ning Fan.
Before even giving Ning Fan time to turn around, the boy's sharp claws had pierced Ning Fan's back, and fiercely clawed out Ning Fan's soul while dripping with blood.
Then, he crushed Ning Fan's soul to pieces and blood splattered everywhere!
It turns out that the real black rope had sneaked behind Ning Fan at some point!
The black rope that was still walking step by step turned into an illusion and disappeared bit by bit.
It's just an illusion!
The Principle of Darkness is suitable for releasing illusions. Since this black rope is a cultivation of the Dark Palm Position, it is not surprising that the illusion is silent.
Hei Sheng was very disappointed to kill Ning Fan with just one blow, but the disappointment only lasted for a moment, and in the next moment, it turned into anger.
But Ning Fan didn't know why, but he didn't die. Instead, he followed the same pattern and lurked behind him. The Nihai Sword penetrated his lower back and pierced his Dantian when he was careless!
He, who is proficient in illusions, was actually plotted by Ning Fan using illusions?
Could it be that the illusion skills of this descendant of Chaos Ancient are better than those of a dark master like him!
Bang!
The black rope penetrated by Nihai Sword, the body began to turn into phantom light and disappear.
In the distance, the undamaged black rope removed the illusion light and revealed its figure with a cold expression.
"I remembered, your name is Ning Fan, right! You are qualified to fight me!"
How could he not know Ning Fan's name!
He just didn't bother to call Ning Fan by his name, but at this moment, after Ning Fan saw through the illusion, he had a little recognition of Ning Fan and truly recognized his qualifications for a decisive battle.
"As the descendant of the Dark Ancestor, I invite you to fight. If you lose, you will die. If you win, I, Black Rope, allow you to take everything away from the Dark Clan, including...my life! Do you dare to enter my position? Void, fight to the death with me!”
After Black Rope finished speaking, he raised his hand and drew a line between the sky and the earth, tearing open a crack and stepping into it.
The billowing dark breath swept out from the crack, making the surrounding world dark!
"Why don't you dare!"
Ning Fan looked calmly and stepped into the crack. As soon as he entered the crack, a dark dragon roared and rushed towards him, possessing the cultivation level of an immortal.
Ning Fan flipped his hand and struck out with his sword, killing the dark dragon with the Sea Against the Sea Sword. But as soon as the dark dragon died, the body was divided into two parts, and then into four parts. In an instant, there were hundreds of immortal dragons, roaring. Come!
It seems like more and more people will be killed...
Judging from his expression, Ning Fan seemed to have been subdued by the momentum of thousands of immortal giant dragons. He planned to attack with all his strength from the beginning. After opening the cross halo, he raised his hand and offered the Flooding One World Bottle, as if he wanted to Kill thousands of immortal dragons. Unexpectedly, as soon as the water-flooded bottle flew into the air, it was immobilized by a light and dark finger. Its power was blocked and it could not be moved at all. Then it was forcefully grabbed into the hand by a black rope and snatched away.
"With your current level of cultivation, using a magic weapon in front of me is nothing more than trying to do whatever you want to do. I know a few Dingtianzhi, but if you insist on saying so, the inheritance of the Eastern Heaven Ancestor Emperor that I have is more complete than yours! From now on! , this bottle belongs to me!"
Black Rope had witnessed the power of the Flooded One Realm Bottle with his own eyes. Even a person with a high level of vision like him was greatly tempted by the Flooded Bottle.
Ning Fan's cultivation level is too low, and the water-flooded bottle in Ning Fan's hands will not be able to regain its former fame. But his Black Rope is different. If he were to use this bottle, at least nine of the eleven Dark Tribe Immortal Emperors would die, even if he couldn't summon Wuya Hai to increase the power of this bottle like Ning Fan did!
"Without the Flooding Bottle, this boy is not worth mentioning. Dark Dragon Breath, kill this boy!"
With another command from the black rope, thousands of angry dragons began to spray out dragon breath. The dragon's breath looked like poison but not poison, like fire but not fire. Hundreds of them gathered together to form a red and green dragon's breath sea of fire, which instantly engulfed Ning Fan. submerged.
Seeing that Ning Fan was attacked by the dragon's breath and didn't escape, Heisheng yawned boredly, thinking that the thousand dragon's breaths were united in his mind. Even the Immortal Emperor had to temporarily avoid the sharp attack. Ning Fan was hit directly, and he was afraid that he would die in succession. There is no scum left.
Boring, so boring. Before he could warm up, the opponent was already dead. He was really weak...
In the midst of disappointment, Heisheng suddenly groaned, and for some unknown reason, he spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood.
His face was startled, then darkened, and he glared at the waterlogged bottle in his hand, only to see that it was covered with ink marks, like tiny tadpoles swimming around the bottle. If not stimulated, these ink marks look like the blue and white flowers on the bottle, but in fact... they are not!
Those ink seals contained almost huge poisonous power, and Ning Fan had hidden them on the water-flooded bottle in advance, waiting for Black Rope to snatch the bottle. However, Black Rope was accidentally attacked by Ning Fan's poisonous technique...
This poisonous power is very overbearing. After all, it is the poisonous power cultivated by Ning Fan with the origin of the Three Desolate Poison Immortals!
Black Rope grabbed the water-flooded bottle in his hand, and it only took a few breaths, but the entire palm of his right hand holding the water-flooded bottle had turned purple and black, and was infected by the poison...
Even though the black rope's magic power is boundless and its physical body is strong, and it suppresses the poison in the body, in the end... it was still hurt by Ning Fan!
His right hand was slightly paralyzed by the toxin, which prevented the black rope from holding the water-flooded bottle. The water-flooded bottle took the opportunity to turn into a stream of light, and escaped.
Then the water-flooded bottle flew all the way back to the center where thousands of dragon breaths were burning. That was where Ning Fan was, and the property returned to its original owner!
"The beast's tooth dagger from that day has the same aura as yours, so it must have been taken away by you. You cut my palm, and I poisoned your palm, which can be regarded as reciprocity!"
Ning Fan took back the bottle of water and opened his mouth to swallow it. The blazing and poisonous Heavenly Dragon's Breath was swallowed into his belly. His expression remained as usual, as if he had swallowed only air instead of the fire-poisonous Dragon's Breath.
After another shout of 'solution', thousands of immortal giant dragons turned into illusion rays one by one and scattered...
He had the ability to directly break the Thousand Dragons Illusion from the beginning, and the reason why he pretended to be unable to break it was just to set a trap and trick the black rope into poisoning him.
But what he didn't expect was that Black Rope actually knew how to fix the sky... As a result, the sealing effect of the cross halo would probably be of no use to Black Rope...
Outside, the five Dark Saints seemed to be feeling something, and they were all slightly shocked.
The five of them all know how difficult it is to break through the illusion once the black rope is in the void. Moreover, the Thousand Dragons Illusion is the most powerful one among the Dark Tribe illusions. Unexpectedly, Ning Fan was able to easily break this technique and in turn, he made a small conspiracy with a black rope.
This is something that even quasi-sages like them cannot easily accomplish.
It seems that this battle will not end as quickly as they imagined.
"Haha, even if this descendant of chaos is not afraid of illusions, so what! What Black Rope is best at has never been illusions, but physical skills! With its divine power that penetrates all things, combined with physical skills, it is invincible! Even if I, the quasi-sage, are not willing to compete with Black Rope with physical skills easily!"
"Until now, Black Rope has not used any physical skills. There is only one reason to mess with the Ancient Heir, and he has not yet forced out his true strength!"
"Illusion is ineffective. Heisheng will probably use magic. Heisheng has learned three of the four great magical powers of our ancestors. The descendant of Luangu is in danger. I just don't know how long he can last."
