In order to resurrect the sword ancestral lineage, Ning Fan lost a lot of demon blood, and all the ancient demon ancestral blood was lost.
For this reason, Ning Fan's Qi and blood seemed to be quite weak. In the eyes of Bei Xiaoman's mother and daughter, this became ironclad evidence that Ning Fan was "terminal ill."
Thinking of Ning Fan's slightly pale improvement, Yuan Yao became even more concerned about treating Ning Fan.
She sent someone to send a message to Changchun Island, claiming that she had something to ask for, but her message was like a dead end and she received no reply from Changchun Island.
…
Beitian, Changchun Island.
Changchun Island is where Taoist Chang Sang's Taoist temple is located, and is one of the nine blessed places in the north. The island is like spring all year round, full of spiritual energy, and as far as the eye can see, there are medicinal fields growing happily.
If you are not aware of it, you will definitely be intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of this continuous medicinal field.
Only those eternal monsters with powerful spiritual consciousness could sense that under the medicine field here, there were actually buried the bones of countless monks, all of whom were losers who had come to seek medicine and treatment.
The world only knows that Taoist Chang Sang has a wonderful hand and a benevolent heart, and he hangs the pot to help the world.
Little did they know that asking Taoist Chang Sang to help would require paying a huge price and taking huge risks.
First, you have to kneel on Changsang Island for a thousand years to express your sincerity.
Secondly, you must complete the nine tests set by Taoist Chang Sang. Only if you pass them all will you be eligible to receive his help. If you fail, you will die.
The nine-level trial is extremely difficult. Nine out of ten people who come to ask for medicine will die in the trial, and their bones will eventually be buried under the medicine field and become medicine fertilizer.
At this moment, four Changchun disciples shrouded in colorful luck were conducting nine trials for a group of people seeking medicine.
These four disciples are all Immortal Emperors, and their looks are even more peculiar: one is tall, one is short, one is fat, and one is thin. Due to the luck, I could only see the general outline, but not the specific appearance.
The ninth level trial was going on. Suddenly, among the four disciples, the Slender Immortal Emperor let out a light sigh, then bent his palm and shot a sound-transmitting flying sword from outside the starry sky.
"Who is asking for medicine again?" Taoist Changsang's eldest disciple, the tallest Immortal Emperor, asked unceremoniously. This person's Immortal name was Dongwen Emperor.
"It's the Master of the Palace of Relics, a Shekong female doll." The Thin Immortal Emperor said disdainfully. He is the fourth disciple of Taoist Chang Sang, and his immortal name is the Great Emperor of Northern Wen.
"Who is this woman asking for medicine for? Could it be that she is asking for medicine for her master, the old woman in the West Palace? If so, it is not impossible to be lenient, but the strange thing is that I don't remember that the master has ever taken action against the old woman in the West Palace..." Ernan, the second disciple Emperor Plague asked.
"I'm not asking for medicine for the old woman in the West Palace. I seem to be asking for medicine for one of her younger nephews..."
"Then ignore her! This woman really doesn't understand the rules. Even those eternal immortals who come to our Changchun Island to ask for medicine have to kneel down for thousands of years! This woman has nothing to offer, but she is full of airs. Haha, please send a message to ask for medicine. Is the medicine something she can use? Does she think she is the Immortal King or the Immortal Emperor?" The third disciple, Emperor Xiwen, sneered coldly.
"What the third junior brother said is absolutely true. I will quickly test these medicine seekers and don't waste time on the affairs of a little kid from the Palace of Relics!" The second disciple, Emperor Xiwen, nodded.
To these superior Immortal Emperors, isn't Yuan Yao just a little baby? The mere name of the Palace Master of the Lost World Palace did not scare them at all.
As a result, Yuan Yao's message fell into silence with no response.
For several days, Yuan Yao didn't receive a reply, and she still didn't understand what Changchun Island meant.
"It seems that only if I go to Changchun Island in person can I have any hope of solving this matter..." Yuan Yao sighed helplessly.
It's not that she doesn't understand the rules, nor is she unwilling to go to Changchun Island in person and kneel for a thousand years.
The question is, now that the second round of the competition is approaching, is it possible for everyone in the Palace of Relics to let the palace owner leave? Of course it's impossible.
If she wanted to go to Changchun Island, she had to wait at least until all three rounds of the competition were over. Otherwise, her master alone would not be able to let her out of the island, and she would really have no control over her.
"When the three rounds of the competition are over, I will go to Changchun Island in person..." Yuan Yao secretly made up his mind.
…
Ning Fan's demonic blood loss was too heavy, so of course this matter needed to be resolved.
Fortunately, he had taken away a large amount of ancient demon blood wine from the Qinglian Sword Clan. As long as he refined all the blood wine, the lost demon blood could be easily replenished.
The only trouble is that the magic talisman's injuries are too serious and some are difficult to repair.
In order to resurrect the Sword Ancestor Taoism, Ning Fan sacrificed all the ancient demon ancestral blood, a total of ten drops of ancestral blood.
Among these ten drops of ancestral blood, six drops were cultivated on the spot by the Qinglian Sword Clan. These six drops are not bad. Since they have not yet been integrated with the magic talisman, even if they are lost, the damage to the magic talisman will be minimal; the trouble is that one The first four drops of ancestral blood had already been integrated into the magic talisman. The result of the forced sacrifice was that all 236 strokes on the magic talisman were broken and needed to be repaired one by one.
It doesn't take long to refine the ancient demon blood wine.
Repairing the magic talisman cannot be completed in three to five days.
"Xiaoman, I have something urgent. I need to enter the Lost World Tower. Is there any kind of Lost World Tower that can be entered and exited at any time? I want to enter the tower and retreat for a few days. When the second round starts, I will be able to exit. When Your chess pawn." Ning Fan asked.
"You want to enter the Lost World Tower? It's impossible. The second round of the competition is coming soon. The power of the entire Sea of Time has been transferred to the [Four Corners Chess World]. All the Lost World Towers have been sealed. You can't go in. Use...wait a minute, why don't you just go to the Four Corners Chess World to practice? The flow rate of time in the Four Corners Chess World is one ten thousandth of that in the outside world, and the time flow rate there has no restrictions on the level of cultivation. You can go directly to the Four Corners Chess World. How wonderful!" Bei Xiaoman replied.
The four-cornered chess world that Bei Xiaoman refers to is the place where all the chess players enter to fight after the second round begins.
"There are still five days before the start of the second round. Is it inappropriate for me to go in early?" Ning Fan asked.
"Don't worry, I am also the Fourth Miss of the Palace of Relics, so I still have this authority. There are still five days before the second round, which means that you can stay in seclusion in the chess world for 50,000 days and nights. For such a long time, I think it’s enough for you. By the way, you have to take this [Chess Demon] token with you. When the second round starts, this token will be your token of fighting in the four-corner chess world.”
Bei Xiaoman handed Ning Fan an identity token.
This is Ning Fan's token for participating in the second round. There are two lines of words engraved on the front of the token.
【magic】
【Bei Xiaoman】
It means that Ning Fan is Bei Xiaoman's chess player, and the type of chess player is the devil among gods, demons, fairies and ghosts.
There are also two lines of words engraved on the back of the token.
[No Chess World Talisman yet]
[No combat achievements yet]
"What is the chess talisman?" Ning Fan asked casually.
"After the start of the second round, all the chess players in the chess world will randomly receive three chess world talismans. If you want the chess world talisman later, you need to purchase it separately. Speaking of chess world talismans, this item is particularly important. It is a unique An ancient talisman used in the chess world..."
Blah blah blah, Bei Xiaoman explained at least 100,000 words.
So one hundred thousand words had to be omitted here.
"Okay, I understand." Ning Fan said nonchalantly.
"Do you really understand? Have you memorized all the types, effects, and prices of the three thousand chess world talismans?" Bei Xiaoman asked uncertainly.
"Well, I've remembered it all. That means that after the second round starts, I just need to destroy all the enemies I encounter."
"No, you don't understand at all..." Bei Xiaoman raised his forehead helplessly.
"Forget it, I chose you as a chess player, and I didn't expect you to perform many feats for me. If you don't want to remember these rules, don't remember them. When the second round begins, I will send other chess soldiers to protect you. You, you just need to protect yourself, which is more important than anything else. You have to remember that you are a patient, and you must not show off when something happens. After the war starts, if an enemy chess player kills you, just run away; in fact, Don't be afraid if you can't escape, because no one will really die in the chess world..." Bei Xiaoman warned repeatedly.
…
As a result, Ning Fan entered the four-corner chess world five days in advance through the back door.
The Four Corners Chess world is a destroyed world. This world is in the hands of the Palace of Lost Worlds. It will only be opened briefly during the second round of the competition. It is closed and no one is allowed to enter except during the competition.
The rules of the second round of competition require the disciples of the Three Palaces of the Lost World Palace to play chess in the outside world and compete in the six-game chess skills; the chess soldiers selected by the disciples will fight in the four-cornered chess world according to the requirements of the game.
For example, if Bei Xiaoman moves the chess demon represented by Ning Fan while playing chess, correspondingly, Ning Fan's position in the chess world will move according to the same instructions.
If Bei Xiaoman wants to use Ning Fan to capture someone else's chess piece, Ning Fan will fight the chess soldier represented by the chess piece.
If Ning Fan can defeat this chess player in the chess world, the piece will be captured successfully.
If Ning Fan is not the opponent's opponent, the capture will fail.
Bei Xiaoman's chess skills are very high, but the strength of her chess players is equally important, otherwise she will not be able to capture the enemy's pieces and win.
The fighting between chess soldiers generally does not cause real death. This is because the four-cornered chess world contains some special power. Any chess soldier who dies in the chess world can be reborn in the outside world.
The battle between chess soldiers not only competes in the cultivation of both sides, but also pays attention to the fighting skills. This technique is the reasonable use of chess talismans.
The Chess World Talisman is a magical talisman that only exists in the Four Corners Chess World. It can only be used within the Chess World and cannot be taken out of the outside world.
There are three thousand types of chess world talismans, which coincides with the number of Zhoutian Dao. Each type of chess world talisman has unpredictable power. If the chess world talisman is used well, a person with a low level of cultivation can even defeat a person with a high level of cultivation.
Then here comes the problem.
There are three thousand kinds of chess world talismans. Which three thousand kinds are they? What are the respective effects?
Other people's chess players have already memorized the types and effects of the three thousand chess world talismans by heart, but they still find it insufficient.
But Ning Fan couldn't even recognize the name of the Three Thousand Chess World Talisman...
If his strength was not far superior to other chess players, participating in the game with this attitude would definitely make his teammates cry.
"Forget it, we can slowly study things like the chess world talisman when the second round really starts. Right now, it's more important to restore the demon blood..."
Ning Fan followed the rules of the second round and hung the chess demon token in a conspicuous position on his waist, and then began to look for a suitable place for retreat in the Four Corners chess world.
The mountains and rivers in the four-corner chess world are laid out according to the pattern of the Liubo chessboard.
The four corners of the chess world represent the four camps, corresponding to the four palaces of the East, West, South and North of the Palace of Relics.
In fact, the Palace of Relics is not limited to the East, West and North Palaces. There was also the Nangong Palace, but for some reasons, all the Nangong lineage died out, which was tragic.
This led to a result. Since the destruction of Nangong, in every second round of the competition, the chess players have only three camps to choose from: the Eastern Army, the Northern Army, and the Western Army.
Ning Fan is Bei Xiaoman's chess player, so he naturally belongs to the Western Army camp. Before the official start of the second round, he could not wander around in the chess world and could only move around in the Western Army barracks, otherwise he would be deprived of his chess qualifications.
It is said to be a barracks, but it actually covers a wide range, not small at all.
In the barracks, there are 30,000 fairy mountains, and each fairy mountain has a cave for the Western Army chess soldiers to rest.
There are ten shops. These shops are where chess soldiers use their military merits to buy chess talismans. At the moment, the shops are not open and cannot be entered.
There are 800 soldiers from the Western Army patrolling here, all of whom are stone soldier puppets with Nascent Soul cultivation.
As soon as Ning Fan entered the Western Army barracks, a Nascent Soul puppet walked towards him and asked expressionlessly, "You are the 22nd Western Army chess player to enter this world in advance. Entering this world in advance, you already belong to If you violate the rules, you must not do it again here, otherwise you will be deprived of your chess qualifications and expelled from this world, and you will regret it!"
"Got it." Ning Fan nodded, not angry because of the Nascent Soul Stone Soldier's arrogant tone.
These Nascent Soul Stone Soldiers patrolling here all have low intelligence, and they have a arrogant tone towards everyone. They are not targeting a specific person, and they will not change their tone because of your advanced cultivation.
Although their cultivation level is low, these Nascent Soul Stone Soldiers seem to be rulers in the chess world, possessing supreme authority.
Even if the Eternal Immortal Lord offends these patrolling stone soldiers, he may be directly kicked out of the boundary.
"The flow rate of time in this world is one ten thousandth of the outside world. Calculated from this world time, there are still 48,576 days before the start of the second round. Before that, you can choose a cave to rest. Once you choose a cave, it cannot be changed. Secondly Before the end of the round, you are not allowed to leave on your own, otherwise you will be deprived of the qualifications as a chess player. If you have any doubts, you can find any patrol here and someone will answer your questions." The patrolling stone soldier said again.
"Understood."
Ning Fan stopped talking nonsense with the patrolling stone soldiers and immediately chose a cave to start retreating and repair the magic talisman.
Before him, 21 Western Army chess players had entered this world through the back door.
After him, there will be others who will enter the realm in advance. Obviously, Bei Xiaoman is not the only one with special permissions.
"Have another chess player entered the boundary? I don't know which family's chess player it is..." The chess players of the Western Army who entered the boundary in advance vaguely sensed Ning Fan's entry.
However, because the four-corner chess world has too many restrictions on spiritual thoughts, these people are unable to use their spiritual thoughts to perceive Ning Fan, and they do not know who is entering the world.
Restoring magic talismans is destined to be a boring and lengthy task.
After Ning Fan came to the chess world, he did not go out for a day. All he did every day was to stay in the cave, drink some ancient demon blood wine, and then slowly repair the magic talisman with the power of blood wine.
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.
Ning Fan finally repaired the magic talisman, and all the lost ancient demon essence and blood was restored.
His ancestral blood level finally began to increase crazily!
Unlike the hurried cultivation in the Qinglian Sword Clan, in the Four Corners Chess world, Ning Fan had a lot of time to slowly polish the ancestral blood he had cultivated.
Every time he cultivates a drop of ancestral blood, Ning Fan will spend several years carefully integrating the ancestral blood into the magic talisman.
The only trouble is that there seems to be a force obstructing the chess world, making it impossible to hide the ancestral blood phenomenon Ning Fan cultivated.
In this way, every time Ning Fan cultivates a drop of ancient demon ancestral blood, it will be known to everyone, causing all the chess players here to change their expressions in shock, and they will gather together to talk about it.
"Hiss! In the southwest cave, someone has cultivated the ancestral blood of the demon clan! I wonder if this person is a real ancient demon or a fake ancient demon!"
"It must be the pseudo-ancient demon. In the age of the end of the Dharma, where can we find the ancient demon ancestor?"
"Even if he is just a fake demon ancestor, this person is proud enough. He can cultivate a drop of the fake demon ancestor's blood. Even if this person is not an eternal immortal, he is probably a very powerful existence among the true immortals."
This was the discussion among the chess players of the Western Army when Ning Fan cultivated the first drop of ancient demon ancestral blood.
In the blink of an eye, two years passed and Ning Fan began to incorporate the second drop of ancestral blood into the magic talisman.
"What! It's been less than two years, and that man actually cultivated another drop of ancestral blood! Who is that man's origin!"
"If this person is an immortal demon cultivator, he must be an extremely powerful one!"
"awesome!"
"I admire you!"
A few more years passed, and Ning Fan began to incorporate the third drop of ancestral blood.
"Hiss! Three drops! That man cultivated three drops of ancestral blood!"
"With three drops of Demon Ancestor's blood, among Beitian Demon Cultivators, this person ranks among the top ten!"
"There is nothing we can do about this. Who taught Beitian that there are so few demon cultivators?"
"Isn't this person the Immortal King from somewhere?"
"awesome!"
"I admire you!"
A few more years, the fourth drop.
"Four drops! This person actually cultivated four drops of Demon Ancestor blood one after another!"
"I must have seen a false vision!"
"Among the Beitian Demon Cultivators, this person is at least among the top five..."
"This person must be the Immortal Emperor..."
A few more years, the fifth drop, the sixth drop, the seventh drop, the eighth drop...
The medicinal power contained in the ancient demon blood wine is too great. This is the ancient demon blood wine collected by Jiujian Daoist after exhausting his life's efforts, and brewed by consuming a total of 300 drops of pseudo-ancient demon ancestral blood.
Ning Fan's ancestral blood grows more and more!
There are fewer and fewer discussions in the Western Army barracks!
Seeing Ning Fan's ancestral blood vision again, those Western Army chess players were no longer surprised, they were already numb.
When Ning Fan condensed the fourteenth drop of ancestral blood, several Western Army chess soldiers who were extremely bored, playing chess and drinking tea, looked up, then lowered their heads and continued playing chess.
"The mirage in the four-cornered chess world is truly amazing. I almost believe that someone has actually cultivated 14 drops of Demon Ancestor Blood."
"Isn't it 13 drops?"
"Isn't it 16 drops?"
"Forget it, don't worry about it, hurry up, hurry up, it's your turn to go. Seven immortals enter eight!"
Fifteen drops, sixteen drops, and finally, Ning Fan's amount of demon blood was fixed at the seventeenth drop!
In terms of the amount of ancestral blood alone, even the nine great demon ancestors that Gu Moyuan suppressed did not have as many as him. Of course, among those ancient demons at the Demon Sealing Peak, there are some who are more tyrannical than Ning Fan.
"The practice of demon blood becomes more and more difficult as you go to the later stage. Seventeen to eighteen drops, the blood energy required is enough for the king-blooded ancient demon to cultivate three drops of ancestral blood... If I had not sacrificed ten drops of ancestral blood, Perhaps we can cultivate the nineteenth drop of demonic blood, and there is even great hope of cultivating the twentieth drop..."
Ning Fan just made a casual calculation and did not regret sacrificing those ten drops of ancestral blood.
When Ning Fan only had four drops of ancestral blood, he could only draw 236 magic symbols because there was not enough ancestral blood to continue drawing.
Now that there are seventeen drops of ancestral blood, I can finally continue to draw the magic talisman that I couldn't finish before.
He has too many Mu Xing insights that he wants to draw into the magic talisman.
He wanted to draw all the experiences he had gained when he relied on the wood element to crush the water cultivator into the magic talisman!
He wants to draw the qualitative change of aquatic wood into a magic talisman!
However, all of this was not what he most wanted to add to the magic talisman pattern.
He is a cultivator, he is obsessed with the devil, and he has no regrets about his devil thoughts.
But now, he wanted to add a trace of regret, a trace of...regret to the magic talisman.
There are more and more strokes on the magic talisman, and all of those strokes were used by Ning Fan to describe a green lotus that smiles in the wind.
In the past, Ning Fan's magic talisman only cost him this life's insights and emotions.
But this time, he wanted to draw all the regrets from his past into the magic talisman.
He wanted to draw that woman into the magic talisman.
He wanted to keep that woman in his mind.
This kind of regret may make the magic talisman itself no longer perfect, but he would rather keep this imperfection than erase Qinglian from the magic talisman.
300 paintings.
400 paintings.
500 paintings.
506 paintings!
Ning Fan's magic talisman strokes no longer increase, and he needs more ancestral blood to continue to improve.
The lines of the magic talisman were swimming on Ning Fan's body like tadpoles, making Ning Fan look particularly strange at this moment.
If an ordinary person looked at the magic talismans around Ning Fan, they would only feel inexplicably chilled, but they would not understand the reason.
But if the ancient demon sees such magic talismans, he will definitely be frightened by the power of the ancestral blood in it!
If Ning Fan insists on intimidation, the ancient demon with idle bloodline will not even be qualified to stand in front of Ning Fan!
The increase in the level of demonic blood did not directly improve Ning Fan's cultivation, but it made Ningfan's ability to control demonic thoughts skyrocket dozens of times!
In the past, Ning Fan was unable to step into the second stage of the ancient demon's reversion to his ancestors, because he could not withstand the second stage of demonic thoughts. Once he stepped into it, his sanity would be swallowed up by the demonic thoughts and he would become a killing machine.
Now, he has some qualifications to enter the second stage of returning to his ancestors in a sober state!
"Let's see if we can enter the second stage of returning to our ancestors!"
Ning Fan activated the first stage of the atavism, and the blood steam that sucked blood and regenerated appeared all over his body!
He began to try to enter the second stage of returning to his ancestors. This stage required the use of the eternal true body, so the eternal true body manifested itself and slowly changed its appearance along with the second stage of returning to its ancestors.
From the appearance of a golden flame giant, he gradually transformed into a golden-armored tree demon!
Using Ning Fan's 17,000 kalpas' magical power, activating the Golden Flame True Body can improve his cultivation for 1,000 kalpas.
From the true form of Jinyan to the golden-armored tree demon, Ning Fan once again improved his cultivation level for a thousand kalpas, and his magic power was almost comparable to that of a 19th-thousand-kalpa quasi-sage!
"This golden-armored tree demon looks like my second real body!"
"This is the second level of the true body caused by the ancient demon's atavism. It should be different from the ordinary second level of the true body... When Shuiyan used the second level of atavism, he transformed into a demon tail... That kind of magic tail power, I It seems that it hasn’t been successfully drawn out yet…”
Ning Fan's real body closed his demonic eyes and his mind was focused as never before.
When he concentrated, he suddenly heard calls.
The call seemed to come from a very, very deep place.
Ning Fan tried to find the source of the sound. Following the sound, his mind gradually sank into that unreachable place.
The world behind closing his eyes was clearly dark and invisible, but from within that darkness, he saw an abyss darker than the darkness itself!
The dark abyss seems to be connected to Ning Fan's demonic thoughts, so it can still be seen even though it is separated by endless time and space.
There seemed to be countless monsters sealed in the abyss, waiting for prey to arrive and for the day to escape from the abyss.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, another ancient demon is here, sink down, sink down quickly..."
"This is the demon slave that I like, no one can steal it from me!"
"I hope he is a decisive person. The demon slave last time was too useless. I just manipulated him to kill his wife and daughter, and then he went completely crazy. He is really rubbish."
"Hehehehe, this little guy looks a little familiar..."
"Oh? Old Ghost Shui, do you recognize this little guy?"
Among the monsters in the abyss, a monster called Shui Laogui suddenly vaguely recognized Ning Fan.
The aura of the old water ghost gave Ning Fan an extremely familiar feeling!
On that day, during the battle with Master Tiantu, this person once resided in Shuiyan Emperor and fought against Ning Fan!
He is the Demonic Spirit Master of the Water-drowned Emperor!
He was the one who mocked Ning Fan for not being worthy of becoming a demon!
[Hehehehe, with your qualifications, sooner or later you will enter the second stage of returning to your ancestors, and then you will naturally know who I am. Before that, I will watch you under the abyss and wait for you to come; but even if you come, we demon spirits will not accept you, because you are not worthy of being a demon! You will never get the true power of violence in this life! 】
These were the words this demon used to mock Ning Fan that day!
"It's you!" Ning Fan obviously recognized this monster.
So it turns out that the abyss he saw at this moment was the abyss into which Shuiyan Emperor fell into with his demonic thoughts.
The Shuiyan Emperor borrowed power from this demonic abyss, and in exchange for it, he got a demonic tail and went berserk!
That demon tail going berserk is the real power of the second stage of returning to its ancestors!
"Hehehehe! Get out of here! Ant! Your demonic thoughts are too weak and you are not worthy of being a demon at all. We demon spirits will never recognize you!" Shui Laogui sneered coldly and suddenly let out a demonic sound that penetrated the heavens and the earth. Roar.
The power of the roar was like countless demonic seas rushing in, almost drowning Ning Fan's demonic thoughts that fell into this place!
But there was still a slight difference, Ning Fan's demonic thoughts were not wiped out after all!
Because Ning Fan's level of demonic thoughts is no longer the same as before!
When he first met Shui Laogui, Ning Fan was just a fourth-blood demon ancestor!
Now he is the Seventeenth Blood Demon Ancestor, and his demon blood level has become many times more tyrannical!
"Impossible! How much time has passed, how could this child's demon blood become so powerful!" Shui Laogui was surprised.
Then he laughed even more.
"This kid must have taken some chance to force himself up to this level. It's not worth mentioning! So what if the Seventeen Blood Demon Ancestors had not been sealed. If my demon spirit hadn't been sealed, why would I not be able to retreat from you! It's a pity, even if you can enter the abyss of the demon path. , without our help, it is still impossible to condense the demon tail; if you want to reach the third stage of returning to your ancestors, it is absolutely impossible to borrow our power from the third step and above!"
That old ghost Shui seemed to have extremely high vision. Ning Fan was obviously a terrifying ancient demon with seventeen blood levels, yet he seemed to be talking about rubbish.
When the other monsters heard that Old Ghost Shui was belittling Ning Fan, they immediately asked why.
After all the monsters learned that Ning Fan was a piece of trash who was not worthy of being a demon, they all lost interest in Ning Fan, and no one wanted to accept Ning Fan as a demon slave.
"I was born with five spirits, gods, demons, fairies and ghosts... I used to think that the ancient demons were imitating the gods, but now that I look at it, it seems that it is not accurate. In the second stage of returning to the ancestors, what returns is not so much the gods, but rather... the demons spirit!"
"This place seems to be a demonic abyss where demon spirits are sealed somewhere. The real location does not exist in the dream world, but somewhere else. The reason why I can see this abyss is because I have entered the second stage of my return to my ancestors. , has a slight connection with this place..."
"The reason why the Flooded Emperor was able to grow a demon tail and his cultivation soared was because he became a slave to these demon spirits and gained strength at the expense of his dignity!"
Ning Fan suddenly sneered disdainfully.
What is disdainful is the demon spirit here, and even more so the Flooded Emperor, who is dominated by the demon spirit here!
If in the eyes of the demon spirits here, the servile Shuiyan Emperor is more worthy of being called a demon, then Ning Fan would rather never be worthy of being a demon!
The demonic path he wants to cultivate is definitely not the demonic spirits in front of him!
What he practiced was the black magic path taught to him by the old devil!
"Hehehehe, I told you to get lost, didn't you hear me?" That old ghost Shui wanted to expel Ning Fan again.
But why should Ning Fan listen to him!
He won't leave!
He has no interest in this demon spirit!
He is interested in this demonic abyss!
Ning Fan kept falling the demonic thoughts, and he wanted to directly drop the demonic thoughts into the deepest part of the abyss of the demonic path. Even Emperor Shuiyan and others did not dare to do this, because once a mistake was made, the demonic thoughts would stay in the abyss and this place forever. Together with the demons, they will be imprisoned forever!
"Hehehehe! What a careless little guy. If you want to fall here and become one of us, then just fall in!"
"Fall, fall quickly! Come and suffer the pain of purgatory with us!"
"Weird, this kid doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. How come his demonic thoughts are not imprisoned by the abyss of the demonic path here?"
"Wait a minute, why is there a divine light hidden in this kid's demonic thoughts! This damn god is a god, he is actually an ancient god!"
"I said!"
The demon spirits in the abyss seemed to be aware of the identity of Ning Fan, the ancient god, and became very excited.
Those demon spirits began to curse father and mother, the more they cursed, the more unpleasant they became, and the more they cursed, the more unsightly they became.
So Ning Fan directly closed his spiritual consciousness and stopped listening to those people's nonsense.
He sank his demonic thoughts into the abyss of the demonic path. He tried to rely on his own demonic thoughts, but ended up shaping a demonic tail that only belonged to him!
He doesn't want any demon lord to reward him with a demon tail!
He wants to cultivate and practice by himself!
Unfortunately, this matter is too difficult.
Ning Fan even used his understanding of the second realm of heavenly beings, but he could only condense a tail root.
It seems that it will take endless years to truly cultivate the first devil tail of your own...
"Haha, it's really rubbish. Trying to cultivate the Devil's Tail by one's own efforts is simply wishful thinking!"
"If you can cultivate the Demon Tail on your own, this kid will be equivalent to cultivating the identity of another demon spirit! Is this possible? Hahahahaha! This kid is not even a saint, but he wants to do things that are difficult for even those who rebel against the saints! Ridiculous, ridiculous!”
"But it's still very strange. Even if this child is a god, he should be unable to bear it after sinking into the abyss of the devil for so long..."
"No! This guy has the wrong constitution!"
"What kind of physique is this? How come I've never seen it before!"
"This child's demonic thoughts seem to be protected by five groups of spiritual energy, so he is not afraid of the abyss of the demonic path!"
All the demon spirits were shocked!
Before these demon spirits were sealed, each of them was at least a third-level master, but at this moment, they were shocked speechless by Ning Fan, a junior!
Ning Fan blocked his spiritual consciousness and was too lazy to listen to these demonic nonsense. Naturally, he didn't know how many ancient beings he had shocked by his behavior of not being afraid of the abyss of the demonic path.
He just instinctively wasn't afraid of the abyss of the demonic path here, so he dared to directly drop his demonic thoughts into this place.
Ning Fan didn't know why he wasn't afraid.
But when four dark, one bright and five clouds of clear energy suddenly flew out of his demonic thoughts, he seemed to understand something.
"So it turns out that it is my founding Yuanling physique, secretly guarding my demonic thoughts forever..."
Ning Fan suddenly had a bold idea!
There are too many demonic spirits in the abyss of the demonic path here. He wants to try if he can use the founding spirit's physique to cultivate the bloodline of ancient demonic spirits!
"Suck it to me...suck it!"
Following Ning Fan's command, among the five groups of pure energy, the one belonging to the demonic spirit began to crazily absorb the power of the demonic spirit from the abyss of the demonic path!
The originally dim Qingqi of the demon spirit finally had a tendency to light up slightly!
"Impossible! What kind of physique does this kid have? He dares to swallow even the abyss of the devil!"
"Demon! He wants to become a real demon!"
"Stop him, stop him quickly! If the power of the demon spirit is gone, we will never return!"
"Let's take action together and drive him away!"
…
In the Four Corner Chess World, inside the cave, Ning Fan suddenly let out a demonic roar, and his black hair grew longer and longer!
His second stage of the tree demon also began to turn into the ultimate black. It was the ultimate black, a demonic abyss countless times darker than the darkness itself!
Roar!
Ning Fan let out a demonic roar of pain. The pain seemed to be giving birth to a new life.
Then, the first black flame demon tail finally grew behind him!
The first black flame demon tail grew out, and Ning Fan's mana surged by three thousand kalpas, reaching 22,000 kalpas of mana!
He is losing more and more sanity, but the second devil tail is gradually growing!
When he grew a second demon tail, his mana increased to 25,000 calamities!
There is demon blood in his body that is creating and giving birth!
This was a huge opportunity for him to be so bold as to directly swallow the Demonic Abyss!
The excessively violent magic power exceeded the limit that Ning Fan could bear!
Ning Fan's tree demon skin began to crack, and black demon blood continued to gush out from the wound!
At this moment, Ning Fan's demon blood turned black!
At this moment, Ning Fan had the tendency to gather a third demon tail!
If this demon tail was also condensed, Ning Fan could increase his mana by another 2,000 kalpas. Unfortunately, the third demon tail failed to condense as expected and broke.
Someone is preventing him from swallowing the Demonic Abyss!
Those sealed demon spirits took action together and drove him out of the abyss of the demonic path!
"Damn it, I'm only a little short of condensing the third tail!" Ning Fan was unwilling and wanted to sink his demonic thoughts into the abyss of the demonic path again.
It's a pity that he can no longer do this!
His arrogant behavior of devouring the demonic abyss offended all the demons in the world!
He has become the public enemy of all demons!
He has become the absolute culprit in all the abyss of evil!
No one from the Demonic Abyss will take the initiative to connect with his demonic thoughts again!
If he wants to devour the Demonic Abyss again, Ning Fan has no choice but to go to the real reincarnation coordinates of the Demonic Abyss, knock on the door, and then grab it!
This is of course unrealistic...
"It's just a little bit close. What a pity..." Ning Fan shook his head helplessly and had to accept the reality that he only had two tails.
Although he only had two tails, he made the profit after all, so although he felt regretful, he could still let go.
After all, he was forced to complete the second stage of returning to his ancestors, and he reached the second tail stage!
What’s even more valuable is!
He cultivated a trace of his own demon bloodline!
It is a pity that this trace of demon spirit blood does not reach the strength of the demon spirit waste body. If one can really cultivate to the level of the demon spirit waste body, it is unknown whether some kind of demon spirit talent can be awakened.
After all, the ability to communicate with all things was the ability he gained when he cultivated the waste body of the spirit.
"In the second-tailed state, my magic power can even surpass many second-level quasi-sages. Unfortunately, my second-tailed state cannot last long..."
To maintain the two-tailed state, one needs to continuously burn the demonic blood in Ning Fan's body in exchange for power!
At the first stage of regeneration, blood-draining and regeneration sucks the blood of the enemy!
In the second stage, the bloody rampage consumes one's own magic blood!
Ning Fan could only activate the second tail in less than ten breaths, but actually burned one-tenth of the ancient demon blood essence. At this rate, his demon blood was only enough to maintain the two-tail state of a hundred breaths, and he would have to finish it!
He had to hurriedly release the two-tailed state, and he also needed a lot of hard work afterwards to replenish his demonic blood.
After all, he had already drank all the ancient demon blood wine, and it would never be easy to replenish the demon blood.
Fortunately, the second-tailed state does not consume ancestral blood. Otherwise, if Ning Fan accidentally burned out the ancestral blood in his body, it would be really difficult to repair it.
"The second stage of atavism cannot be used easily except in real life-threatening moments..."
With Ning Fan's current strength, even if he were to face a single second-level quasi-sage, even if he lost, there was no need to fight for his life. He could leave calmly, and the other party would not be able to stop him.
Only when facing an ancient overhaul or multiple second-level quasi-sages would one need to risk one's life to escape.
Ning Fan pondered for a long time and suddenly remembered something. He activated his founding spirit body and released five masses of pure energy from his body.
At this moment, the five groups of pure Qi of the Founding Yuanling Body are no longer dark and one bright. Although the clear Qi belonging to the demon spirit has not been completely lit, it has barely lit up one-fifth of it.
If the Qing Qi is completely illuminated, it means that he has truly become a demon spirit. At this stage, he can at most be considered to have a small amount of demon spirit bloodline.
The two-tailed demon spirit can only be one-fifth of the total. From this point of view, it is necessary to cultivate at least ten-tailed demon spirits to truly cultivate the demon spirit waste body! I just don’t know if there is any way to cultivate the ten-tailed demon spirit through other means after being completely rejected by the Demonic Abyss.
"Not good! I forgot that this world cannot conceal strange phenomena. I have cultivated a trace of demon spirit bloodline, and it is very likely that it will cause another monstrous strange phenomenon!" Ning Fan secretly cried out.
If his demonic vision was seen by others, wouldn't others know that he had cultivated a demonic body?
Then I felt a little worried.
It is unknown whether anyone in the Dharma Ending Age recognizes the visions of demon spirits. Even if there are, it is unlikely that they are chess players that none of the Immortal Emperors in the Western Army barracks are.
…
as expected!
Ning Fan cultivated a small amount of demon spirit bloodline, which indeed caused terrifying phenomena.
That is the vision of the coming of all demons!
In the vision, the phantom of the demon spirit that symbolizes Ning Fan is sitting on the throne. Under the throne, there are countless phantoms of ancient demons prostrate on the ground, worshiping devoutly!
Quasi-saint and ancient demon, too!
Ancient overhaul and ancient demon are also good!
Even the phantom of the saint and ancient demon was worshiping Ning Fan devoutly!
Such a vision is simply ridiculous!
Those Western chess soldiers who had seen the vision and were numb did not even bother to look at the spectacle of the coming of all the demons.
Because this vision is so false!
The saint is so noble, even when facing the fourth-step Immortal Emperor, he will not kneel down to worship him. How could all the saints kneel down to greet him when all demons come to court?
"awesome!"
"I admire you!"
"This mirage is getting more and more realistic!"
"I almost believed it! Hahaha!"
"Come, come, drink, drink, don't care about it, it's just a mirage!"
Joyful laughter rang out one after another in the Western Army barracks.
This scene echoes the old saying.
When a sergeant hears the Tao, he practices it diligently;
When the sergeant hears the word, he will live or die;
The corporal heard the Tao and laughed. Not laughing is not enough for the Tao!
"Counting the time, it seems that the second round is about to officially begin..."
Ning Fan walked out of the cave, called a patrolling stone soldier, and asked about the time.
In chess time, there are still less than a hundred days before the start of the second round.
Converted to external time, it is approximately the time of one stick of incense.
"In order to recover the demon blood this time, I forgot about interrogating the banshee. It's okay. I'll wait until I help Xiaoman win the second round, and then I can plot against this demon."
