In the sky above the Quail Head Palace, countless Valley Demons drove towards the Sheji Mountain in their escaping lights.
These valley demons have different cultivation levels, but their speeds of escaping light are almost the same. Even if there are tens of thousands of evading lights traveling together, they don't feel messy, and are inexplicably neat.
If there are those who are proficient in battle formations here, they will definitely be able to see that when these grain demons move forward, they are clearly advancing according to the positions of the ancient battle formations.
Tens of thousands of people marched in formation, and wherever they passed, the forces of heaven and earth gathered in the formation, turning into the sound of rumbling war drums. From a distance, the battle formation looks like a flying bird, but this bird has five wings.
The Five Grain Emperors each stood in a formation wing, holding formation flags or waving command swords to guide the formation forward.
"Slow, too slow! How long has it been and we still haven't reached Sheji Mountain!"
"Senior Ning may have already fought against those locust demons at this moment, but I'm still flying slowly behind, can't we fly faster!"
"There is no other way, the formation speed has been activated to the maximum! The advantage of the five-wing formation we have listed lies in its lethality, not its speed. If it is replaced by the White Horse formation, it may be able to catch up with Senior Ning's footsteps , but it’s not enough to fight those locust monsters…”
"I hope I won't wait until it's too late... Although Senior Ning is a quasi-sage, there are hundreds of billions of locust demons, including many adult locust demons that are comparable to Immortal Emperors. Faced with the siege of multiple Immortal Emperors, Qiang Even a quasi-sage would be hard-pressed to deal with it..."
"Knowing that this battle is dangerous, senior still has to stand up for us and fight the locust demon; even though it's just a friendship over a meal, senior has done this for us..."
"How kind and righteous!"
"Shame on my generation!"
"We can owe others karma, but we can never owe quasi-sage karma!"
"This battle cannot be without you and me!"
"Fight, fight, fight!"
The Five Grains Emperor is in high spirits!
Everyone in the Valley Demon army is full of fighting spirit!
then…
The high-spirited army of grain demons chased all the way and finally arrived at Sheji Mountain.
Along the way, we did not encounter any attacks from the locust demon.
There is not even a trace of the locust demon visible on the mountain.
If Sheji Mountain hadn't been attacked by the locust demons and was torn to pieces, if it weren't for the evil spirit and filth that soared into the sky, the Five Grains Emperor would really have suspected that the locust demon army had never been here.
"I dare to ask, senior, is the war here already over?" Emperor Wu Gu saw Ning Fan here and hurried forward, asking in a trembling voice.
Can your voice not tremble?
That is an army of locust demons numbering more than 300 billion. Even if Ning Fan is a quasi-sage, there is no way he can solve it with one person. It should be impossible...
"..." Ning Fan closed his eyes tightly and did not answer the Five Grains Emperor's question, nor did he have any reaction.
He seemed to be busy with something important and couldn't be distracted.
The Five Grain Emperor was slightly surprised.
Then he realized that Ning Fan was in an extremely abnormal state at this moment!
At this moment, Ning Fan was holding a strange black ball in his hand, and he put the black ball between his eyebrows.
The origin of the small ball could not be seen, so the Five Grains Emperor tacitly sent out his spiritual thoughts to find out. Then... the Five Grain Emperors spurted out blood at the same time, and their spiritual thoughts scattered into the black ball were instantly crushed into nothingness. And received backlash as a result.
What kind of black ball is this! How could it be so terrifying! As the Immortal Emperor, they are not even qualified to pry into it!
Look at Ning Fan again.
At this moment, Ning Fan's aura was extremely abnormal. It continued to weaken as time went by. Finally, his aura stopped, like a turtle breathing.
His body temperature seemed to be a little bit cold.
His body actually hardened little by little, and finally, it strangely turned into a stone statue.
It seems to turn into a rock.
It seems like he is about to sleep here forever.
In short, Ning Fan could not feel the slightest breath of life on his body.
Like...falling!
Seeing this scene, Emperor Wu Gu turned pale with shock, "No way! No way! The senior is a quasi-sage, there is no way he will fall here!"
"It's all our fault! It's all our fault for arriving too late! The seniors must have fought to the limit with the locust demon army to do this!"
"Senior died fighting for our Valley Demon clan. Our clan will always remember your kindness!"
"Where are the musicians! Play the music quickly!"
"Senior died in this battle, which is truly heroic! We have received the favor from you, so we should see him off!"
then.
The musicians of the Valley Demon Clan really started playing in front of the fossilized statue of Ning Fan.
There were trumpet players and suona players, and the music was melodious, as if they were playing sad music—well, they were playing it as sad music.
"Light the incense candle!"
"Bring on the offerings!"
"Spread money!"
"Put up the soul-calling flag!"
"One, two, three, kneel! One, two, three, kowtow! One, two, three, cry!"
Under the command of the Grain Emperor, countless grain demons knelt down in an orderly manner and kowtowed to Ning Fan to see him off. The cries gradually began to sound.
This is going to make me cry.
At first, the grain demons cried in a somewhat patterned manner, without much emotion.
But gradually, some people were infected by the emotion one after another. The more they cried, the more sincere they cried, and the more they cried, the sadder they became. Then, everyone cried heartbrokenly, as if the death was not Ning Fan, whom they met once, but their own father and mother. .
The cries were so mournful that those who heard them were sad. Even the Emperor of Grains was also affected by the emotion, and their eyes were red.
"Senior, have a good trip."
"Don't worry about me."
"I will try my best to survive with the faith of my seniors!"
"I will definitely become a useful person to the world of cultivation!"
"Never let senior down!"
The grain demons were immersed in mourning when suddenly one person walked up to the Grain Emperor.
This person is none other than the female chariot general whose full name is Xin Yi Nu who has been ignored by the Emperor of the Five Grains.
"Why are you crying?" Xin Yi Nu asked expressionlessly.
"Oh? It's Fairy Xinyi. What the fairy doesn't know is that this senior who died here came to fight the locust demon in order to stand up for me and the Grain Demon. He died for us, and we should see him off. !" The Five Grain Emperor cried out.
"Falled? This senior didn't fall? He was just asking the treasure to claim its owner. The senior also told me that if you and other grain demons are late, I must remind you not to disturb him." Xin Yinu slowly explained. road.
"Recognize the master? Treasure?" The Five Grain Emperor was stunned.
Almost at the same time, the stone statue of Ning Fan, which originally looked like a fallen figure, suddenly changed.
Click, click, click!
The stone statue cracked open, and countless golden rays shot out from the cracks. It was so sacred that it could not be looked at directly!
Ning Fan's entire body was bathed in golden divine light, walking through the broken stone statue like a golden god.
The divine light became more and more dazzling, and the divine power in Ning Fan's body was also increasing at the same time!
[Master, please call me by my real name! This is the last step to recognize the Lord! ] Shenwan Xiaoqiu requested, but only Ning Fan heard the request.
"Nine reverses and ninety-nine withers, the god's clay pill." Ning Fan's words were submerged in the divine light, and no one could hear it except Shenwan.
Almost at the moment Ning Fan called out his true name, the endless divine light emanating from his body suddenly turned into thousands of golden divine patterns, carved into Shenwan's body.
Gradually, the divine light subsided, and the golden divine pattern carved into Shenwan's body also extinguished its light - it turned into a small black ball again.
At this point, the recognition of the master is successful!
Ning Fan could clearly feel that after recognizing his master, the divine pill seemed to have become a part of his body. The feeling was indescribably mysterious.
"Senior is really not dead! Uh..." The Emperor of the Five Grains blushed. Since senior is not dead, wouldn't their previous crying spirit become a farce?
"Huh? This is..." Ning Fanfang was stunned when he saw the huge array of crying spirits in front of him as soon as he woke up.
But he didn't ask too much. He always felt that the truth of the matter would make him speechless, so he just left it alone.
[Unexpectedly, the owner is actually the father of Tangtangmu! Kammaru was just a lowly person, but he worshiped such a noble master! Kamimaru was so touched! ] After recognizing Ning Fan as his master, Shenwan could clearly sense Ning Fan's divine level and was extremely excited.
[It is Kammaru’s honor to die in service to our great father! 】
[Master, please don’t pity Kammaru! 】
[Master, please use the divine pills vigorously! 】
"Well, I will make good use of you. I am very curious about your abilities. I will use this refining of ghost soldiers to test your abilities."
After saying this, Ning Fan handed Shenwan a ball of blood.
The blood light was transformed by Ning Fan raising his hand to kill 300 billion locust demons, and could be used as a sacrifice to refine the ghost soldiers.
Then, Ning Fan handed over the demon soul of the ancestor of the locust demon to Shenwan, which was the main material for refining the ghost soldiers.
[Master, can you leave the four artifacts here? Only with the blessing of the power of the divine weapon can the power of Kammaru be exerted to its maximum. ] Kammaru requested.
"Four great artifacts?" Ning Fan was startled.
The four major artifacts refer to the four divine weapons - the divine refining cauldron, the incineration furnace, the divine consciousness millstone, and the qi and blood gourd.
Lending divine weapons to Shenwan for use was not a big deal. The problem was that Ning Fan did not have all four divine weapons, but only got two by chance.
After learning this situation, Shenmaru was a little surprised.
In her opinion, Ning Fan is a great father-god, but he doesn't even have the four weapons. This is really a strange thing.
[Didn’t the master rely on the power of the artifact to defeat other wood gods and win the status of the father of wood? This is too strong! 】
Shenwan seemed to have misunderstood something, and when he looked at Ning Fan again, his admiration grew even stronger.
Although he failed to collect all four divine weapons, Ning Fan still lent the only two divine weapons to Shenwan.
"By the way, I have some materials for refining ghost soldiers sealed in my divine refining cauldron. You can refine them into ghost soldiers together..." As he spoke, Ning Fan summoned the merit umbrella and sealed the ghosts in the umbrella. The pawn materials were sealed into the Divine Refining Cauldron and given to Shenmaru for free use.
"Kamimaru obeys!"
After leaving the matter to Shenwan, Ning Fan walked alone towards the depths of Sheji Mountain, but he was looking for the ancient sacrificial meat in the mountain.
Obviously, for Ning Fan at this moment, eating is more important, and observing Shenwan's ability is secondary.
With the blessing of the power of the artifact, the originally dark Shenwan Black Ball suddenly became extraordinary, with strands of golden light emitting from the ball.
She began to seriously refine ghost soldiers.
After recognizing her master, she had a mysterious connection with Ning Fan, and she could actually summon ghost flowers from the underworld, so in an instant, endless thorns grew on Sheji Mountain.
The ghost atmosphere is permeated, the ghost sounds are faint, and ghost flowers bloom among the thorns.
The immortal ghost soldiers walked out of the thorn bushes one by one, and the guardians were around Shenwan. The huge aura frightened the valley demons and did not dare to approach.
No one dared to come forward and disturb.
"What exactly is this black ball? His ability is really amazing! He can actually summon the Immortal Emperor and Quasi-Sage out of thin air!"
The Immortal Corpse Slave King, the Immortal Soul-Absorbing Tree, the Immortal Mo Qilin, the Immortal All-Saint Dragon King...
Any immortal ghost soldier has the strength to crush the Emperor of Grains.
Only now did Emperor Wu Gu realize how superficial his and others' understanding of Ning Fan was.
To be able to make such a terrifying black ball willingly admit its master, Ning Fan himself must have such a terrifying cultivation level. It is not a problem at all to destroy 300 billion locust demons.
"Hiss! Look what this black ball is holding. It's actually a locust demon soul comparable to a quasi-saint! What is this senior planning to do! Could it be that he is trying to refine the quasi-saint demon soul!"
"Could it be that when the locust demon attacks this time, in addition to the Immortal Emperor, there are also quasi-sages..."
"This demon soul was given to Black Ball by Senior Ning. In other words, even the quasi-holy locust demon was killed by Senior Ning..."
"It seems that the rampage of the Fire Fish Immortal was also put down by Senior Ning..."
"Senior Ning is no ordinary quasi-sage, he is actually an ancient major cultivator!"
"It must be so!"
"How scary!"
…
After recognizing his master, Shenwan completely inherited Ning Fan's various skills, including the method of refining ghost soldiers.
If Ning Fan comes to refine ghost soldiers, his refining status will fluctuate to some extent.
It may be affected by foreign objects, so it can only perform at 50% or 60% of the refining level; it may also be due to extraordinary performance, and it can only perform at 200%.
This is all possible.
But Shenwan would not have such strong state fluctuations.
She is not a living creature, but the magical power of ancient gods. Her existence is more like a precision-designed machine.
No matter what influences there are around her, she will always be in a 100% refined state. There is no influence, and there is no good thing that exceeds the normal performance.
The first one to be turned into a ghost soldier was the ancestor of the locust demon.
Originally, the ancestor of the locust demon was already unconscious due to heavy restrictions placed by Ning Fan. However, due to the matter of refining the ghost soldiers, he suffered great pain and woke up.
But he just woke up, the restriction still restrained him, he couldn't move, and his heart was filled with fear!
"Stop! Stop! Master Shenmaru, what are you doing! Are you planning to kill me? You can't do this! I, the ancient locust clan, have served you for generations and plundered blood for your consumption. Why should you help outsiders? kill me!"
Kamimaru didn't answer.
Or he answered, but the ancestor of the locust demon was not qualified to hear Shenwan's voice.
Seeing that Shenwanli ignored him, the ancestor of the locust demon became even more angry and roared.
"I respect you and call you my lord. Do you really think that you are nobler than the ancient locusts like us? You are just a god pill, and you are the lowest-level ownerless thing! I am also a quasi-sage after all, so Even if I let you kill me, you can’t kill me!”
Kamimaru still didn't reply.
He just secretly activated the power of the God-Refining Cauldron, and used the power of the God-Refining Cauldron to refine the demon soul of the ancestor of the locust demon into the blood of all spirits.
"Fake! Fake! This is an artifact, a real artifact! The artifact must have a divine master before it can operate. Could it be that...this is impossible!"
The ancestor of the locust demon was desperate.
At this moment, Ning Fan's figure appeared in his mind, and that figure gradually overlapped with the countless ancient gods in his bloodline memory. In an instant, he understood the reason for Shenwan's defection.
At this moment, the ancestor of the locust demon will remember the instructions passed down from generation to generation.
"When the ancient country was destroyed, our ancient locusts betrayed the ancient gods and killed countless gods. One day, the descendants of the gods will come to take the karma... If you meet the descendants of the gods, run away quickly! If you can't escape, hand over what you stole. Shenwan, if you apologize in front of the gods, you may be able to preserve the blood of your clan a little bit. Remember, in front of the real gods, we ancient locusts are not worth mentioning..."
Damn it, damn it!
If I had known that person was a descendant of gods, if I had known...
The consciousness of the ancestor of the locust demon gradually blurred.
When he fell, he seemed to hear the sneers of countless ancient gods through the endless netherworld.
…
I don't know why, with Shenwan activating the Divine Refining Cauldron, the speed of refining the blood of all spirits is terrifyingly fast.
Shenwan seems to be able to perfectly exert the power of the God-Refining Cauldron. It is as powerful as a quasi-holy demon soul, but it is difficult to survive for too long under the power of the God-Refining Cauldron.
Unlike Ning Fan's manipulation of the Divine Refining Cauldron, when Shenwan manipulated the Divine Refining Cauldron, he did not regard the cauldron as a magic weapon, but as a kitchen utensil for cooking food.
After all, to the ancient gods, things like tripods were originally used for cooking.
The evil spirit of the quasi-sage's death dyed the clouds in the sky and the vegetation in the mountains red.
All the corn demons were frightened by this scene, but as the instigator, Shenmaru himself did not have any emotional fluctuations.
Her existence is like Ning Fan's sword. The cause and effect of the person killed by the sword will not be attributed to him, but to the owner of the sword.
So Ning Fan, who was looking for ancient sacrificial meat in the mountains, felt that his evil aura had become much stronger for no reason, but he ignored it and continued to look for food.
In the end, the refining of the first ghost soldier was barely successful.
Ning Fan vaguely sensed that there was one more immortal ghost soldier under his command.
The Immortal Ancient Locust has a first-level quasi-sage cultivation level.
…
Kamimaru breathed a sigh of relief.
She had just recognized her master and was eager to make a contribution. In fact, the success rate of refining the Immortal Ghost Soldier is not high. She was really lucky to succeed with the first one.
"It should be that the master's strong luck has influenced me. It's great to have a master with strong luck..." Kammaru said happily.
At this moment, she was a happy god.
The reason why I am happy is that on the one hand, my work goes well, and on the other hand, there is also the satisfaction of getting some revenge. She couldn't remember why she felt such pleasure.
Shenwan, who was in the masterless period, couldn't retain much memory at all, so she couldn't remember clearly that countless years ago, these locust monsters betrayed the gods and killed countless gods.
Therefore, these pleasures can only be regarded as instinctive.
"Master also gave me other materials, let's refine the second ghost soldier. According to the difficulty of refining the immortal ghost soldier, I can make one, which is enough to get praise, but if I can make more, master I will definitely be more satisfied.”
So, Shenwan, who was eager to achieve success, took out another material. This time, he used the soul of Jibingshangxian.
[Immortal Ji Bing, male, date of birth is unknown. He was a general of the ancient heaven in the past and later defected. After the Liangyi Sect split, the White Demon Sect was founded. Dedicated to annexing the Black Demon Sect, he was defeated by his master in the battle of the Palace of Relics, and was later captured...] Shenmaru seemed to be extremely proficient in the art of searching for souls and destroying memories. As soon as Fang came into contact with the Immortal on the Ice, he had an understanding of his life. .
"It hurts, it hurts so much!" The forbidden and sealed Jibing Shangxian was originally in a coma, but at this moment, he was awakened by Shenwan's brutal soul search.
When he woke up and saw that he was being refined, he was even more furious, "What are you going to do to me! Do you know who I am, wuwuwu..."
Jibing Shangxian wanted to say something, but was silenced by a magical spell from Shenwan.
【snort! Honshinmaru has no obligation to listen to the noise of ingredients! 】
She subconsciously regarded Jibingshangxian as an ingredient that her master had hunted. At this moment, all she could think about was how to cook the ingredient perfectly.
Oh, no.
I almost forgot that I was going to make ghost soldiers for my master, and almost stewed this piece of meat into soup.
Start working, start working! Refining ghost soldiers!
…
After a long time, the second ghost soldier was successfully refined!
The number of immortal ghost soldiers guarding the surroundings increased from the original four to six!
The sixth ghost soldier, Immortal Jibing, has a first-level quasi-sage cultivation level.
"Ah, it was successful again! Master will be very happy if he knows about it!" Shenmaru became even happier.
She happily took out the third material - the soul of Tufu Xingjun.
[Tufu Xingjun, the Ancient Emperor’s cultivation level, his strength is comparable to the Quasi-Sage of the Mo Dharma... This material seems not as powerful as the previous one. 】 Kammaru glanced at Tufu Xingjun's soul with disgust - don't ask where the eyes are, only Kammaru himself knows that kind of thing.
Then, Shenmaru began to refine the third ghost soldier.
Unfortunately, the refining failed this time.
"Wow! I have failed my master's expectations. I am really an invincible stupid pill!"
Kammaru cried sadly.
Tears as thick and black as ink were shed drop by drop. Every drop of tear would definitely create a huge pit on the ground, and everything would be blown into nothingness by the tears.
If she kept crying, I was afraid that the entire Sheji Mountain would be reduced to nothingness by Shenmaru. Fortunately, she did not cry for too long.
She is not a fragile Shenwan. A mere failure will not knock her down!
"I want to become stronger, I want to become stronger, in order to increase the success rate of refining ghost soldiers! The ninth divine skill is to collect all things!"
Shenmaru stretched out his little hand - don't ask where it was - and grabbed it towards the sky. In an instant, countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered together, and Shenwan opened his small mouth and sucked it into his mouth.
Something terrible happened!
Shenwan's belly was like a bottomless pit, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth crazily. In just a short while, one third of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Quail Head Palace was sucked away by Shenwan!
Emperor Wugu and others were frightened by Shenmaru's behavior!
Breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is normal, but no one has ever seen such a terrifying breath. In just a short time, Shenwan has absorbed one third of the spiritual energy here. If he breathes it in a few more times, he is afraid that it will be exhausted. The spiritual energy of the Quail Head Palace was exhausted, turning this place into a wasteland of cultivation.
What a terrible black ball!
After absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, Shenmaru's entire body became more energetic. What made her even more delighted was that she had inadvertently awakened a divine technique.
The ninth divine art, collecting all things!
There are nine great magical powers in the spirit family, called the Nine Divine Arts. The divine arts she awakened are ranked ninth among the divine arts. Although it was the lowest level of magic, it was enough to make her happy. You must know that wild Shenwan is not qualified to awaken the magic. Even the Shenwan who recognizes his master, only a very small number of them have the opportunity to do this.
She is just the lowest level Shenwan, but she can awaken the magic, so happy!
"It must be because my master is a godly father, that's why..." Shenmaru attributed his luck to Ning Fan, and that was indeed the case. The Godhead of the Wood Father is extremely powerful. If the divine pill in front of her was not of a low level, it would be impossible to grant her even more powerful magical powers.
Kammaru hummed happily and began to refine the next ghost soldier.
After absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, the success rate of ghost soldiers has indeed improved a lot. Although there were some twists and turns in the refining this time, it was finally successful.
Taoist Changsang also became an immortal ghost pawn.
Ning Fan's immortal ghost soldiers increased to seven.
"Who should be trained next? Just him."
Kammaru chose the Quasi-Saint Puppet Immortal Stone.
She thought the refining would be successful again this time, but something strange happened.
After the Immortal Stone was refined and killed by the God Refining Cauldron, its soul was not absorbed by the ghost flower in the underworld, but dissipated somewhere unknown.
As a result, it was naturally impossible to refine it into a ghost soldier, so the refining failed in the end.
"Failed again, damn it, damn it, I'm such an invincible stupid pill!"
Kamimaru was a little frustrated.
Little did she know that using the Puppet Immortal Stone to refine immortal ghost soldiers would inevitably fail.
Ning Fan also used immortal stones to refine ghost soldiers, but failed due to unknown reasons. There seems to be quite a secret in Xianshi...
"I hope the next one will succeed..." Shenmaru was a little unsure.
There are still three materials left to refine the ghost soldiers.
Material 1, the second-level quasi-holy god Zu Daxian, Beihai Zhenjun invited fellow Taoists to besiege Ning Fan, but unfortunately they were captured by Ning Fan.
Material two, the Deer Antler Immortal with twelve thousand calamity powers, was captured by Ning Fan’s Gongde Umbrella during the anti-Ten Jue Formation.
Material three is the Ganoderma lucidum fairy who is also a quasi-sage.
"The medicinal power of this deer antler is so strong! This Ganoderma lucidum is not bad either... To refine ghost soldiers, you only need to kill their souls, but the medicinal bodies of these two people should be left for the master to enjoy..."
"But the Immortal's cultivation level is too high, it seems that it is not easy to refine..."
"Kamimaru will work harder! Yeah, yeah!"
Time passes little by little.
The eighth ghost soldier, Immortal Antler Immortal was successfully refined.
The ninth ghost pawn was successfully refined by the immortal Ganoderma lucidum fairy.
The most difficult thing was the Shenzu Daxian. In order to refine the last ghost pawn, Shenwan used his magic again and absorbed another third of the spiritual energy of the world from the Quail Head Palace. In the end, even this second-level quasi-sage was turned into a ghost pawn by Shenmaru.
The number of Ning Fan's ghost soldiers reached ten for the first time!
"Huh, even though I failed twice, I still succeeded in six. The master should praise me." Shenwan was extremely happy at the thought of being praised by Ning Fan.
However, her happiness did not last long, something unexpected happened.
However, when the number of ghost soldiers in the ghost flower in the underworld reached ten, the ten ghost soldiers suddenly started fighting each other as if they were possessed by a demon.
No, they are not fighting!
They are devouring each other!
"What's wrong! What happened! My method of refining the ghost soldiers was obviously correct, why did such an accident happen!" Shenmaru was so frightened that he thought he had made a mistake.
But in fact, the fight between ten ghost soldiers at this time had nothing to do with her at all.
Any underworld ghost flower contractor will encounter such changes when he gathers ten ghost soldiers for the first time.
The ten ghost soldiers will fight and devour each other. In the end, only one person will be left at the end, but this person will swallow up all the power and magical powers of the other ghost soldiers and use them for his own use.
This is the truly terrifying thing about ghost flowers in the underworld!
"What should I do? What should I do? Do I want to stop these ghosts from fighting?"
Kammaru tried to stop the ghost soldiers from fighting, but everything was in vain.
The weakest of these ghost soldiers has half-saint cultivation, and the strongest, the Immortal Divine Foot Immortal, is a dignified second-level quasi-sage. How can Shenmaru alone stop him!
Kammaru could only watch all this happen, and was so anxious that he burst into tears.
In the end, the second-level Immortal Divine Foot ate the remaining nine ghost soldiers.
He became the only remaining ghost pawn!
He was originally a second-level quasi-sage. After absorbing all the power of the nine ghost soldiers, the aura around his body became frighteningly strong.
The Emperor of the Five Grains only took a distant look and was absolutely sure that the power of this Immortal Divine Foot Immortal was comparable to that of the Fire Fish Immortal from the Quail Fire Palace!
This is an ancient overhaul-level existence!
"It's terrible, it's terrible! Where did that black ball come from? It can actually refine an ancient cultivator!" Feeling the cold and bone-corrosive aura of the Immortal God's Foot, the Emperor of the Five Grains couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
It seems that with just one thought from this person, their Immortal Emperor cultivation will be frozen and crushed!
Can't compete! They are definitely not the same enemy!
After eating up the rest of the ghost soldiers, the Great Immortal Shenzu snorted at Shenmaru. He seemed to be unconvinced by Shenmaru, and his eyes were full of provocation, as if he wanted to invite Shenmaru to a fight.
If you want to control the ghost soldiers, you must have the strength to be recognized by the ghost soldiers, so the great god Shenzu invited Jinmaru to fight.
Unfortunately, Shenmaru was in a daze at the moment and ignored the invitation from the Great God of Foot.
Seeing that Shenmaru did not dare to fight, Shenzu Daxian snorted disdainfully, swayed, turned into a ball of ghost energy, and returned to the thorns of the ghost flower in the underworld.
Kamimaru turned a blind eye to this.
She is still in a daze!
No, saying she was in a daze is not appropriate, she was frightened!
"I got into trouble!"
"I messed up everything!"
"The ghost pawns I made ate up all the master's original ghost pawns. The master originally had four ghost pawns, but now, there is only one left..."
"The master will definitely be disappointed in me..."
"I am really super invincible Dabenmaru!"
"My living in this world really brings shame to the Shenmaru clan..."
"I am smaller than the most unpalatable food in the world..."
Kamimaru's mood collapsed!
…
Ning Fan doesn't know how Shenwan collapsed.
He only vaguely sensed that the number of his ghost soldiers had increased to ten, but for some reason, it became one.
Although the number of ghost soldiers has changed, it is not a bad thing. The only remaining ghost soldier seems to have been promoted to the level of an ancient major cultivator because of this incident...
"A ghost pawn at the Ancient Overhaul level? It's really exciting. Speaking of which, this divine pill is really powerful. After eight attempts to refine it, it was successful six times. The only failure was due to the Immortal Stone. .”
It wasn't until this moment that Ning Fan was sure that the divine pill he picked up was really a treasure.
With the help of this divine pill, all the time-consuming refining tasks in the future can be done for him.
Shenwan's refining of the ghost soldiers was very successful.
Ning Fan's search for ancient sacrificial meat did not go well.
Deep in Sheji Mountain, in a certain temple, Ning Fan looked at the empty altar table and frowned.
The aroma of meat lingers here, but the sacrificial meat that should have been stored here is missing.
Where did the sacrificial meat go?
Is it possible that the ancient sacrificial meat here has also become a demon, and saw that he was here, so he hid somewhere else?
While he was pondering, Ning Fan suddenly felt eyes spying on him.
He turned back expressionlessly and looked at the broken statues in the temple, when he saw a strange scene.
The statues of gods that were originally kind-faced all showed ferocious smiles at him at this moment.
"Young people from the Age of Dharma Ending actually dare to come to Jiangshan Sheji Temple in the Ziwei Immortal Domain to steal. You are very courageous!"
"Haha, this person seems to be no ordinary junior. I feel a trace of disgusting aura in this person."
"It's the breath of Zi Douxianxiu!"
"Zi Dou Immortal Cultivator, all of them deserve to be killed!"
"What a pity. This person is an Immortal King, so killing him is boring!"
"Weak, too weak!"
"I only need one thought to kill him!"
"Don't grab it! This person is the blood food that I like, and I should take the first bite!"
Ning Fan frowned impatiently.
If he feels helpless, these statues will all turn into demons over the course of time.
The cultivation level of the statues of the gods is not very high, they are just some immortal kings. However, perhaps because they have absorbed the power of countless incense, the breath of each of these statues has a bit of the flavor of the undead.
He probably thought that he and others were immortal, so he spoke so arrogantly.
The frog in the well said this.
"I'm only going to ask once, where the sacrificial meat is hidden." Ning Fan said coldly.
"Hahahaha!" The gods laughed together as if they heard some joke.
After that, the statues of gods attacked Ning Fan without knowing their own strength.
After that, Ning Fan slashed out with his five swords of yin and yang, and from then on, there were no more statues causing trouble in this temple.
After some perception, Ning Fan slashed out with his sword again. There was no one on the side, and suddenly an uninhabited space burst open.
It is the storage space opened up by the statues of gods.
All the sacrificial meat has been stored here for an unknown number of years. Perhaps because the space here has been treated with the power of incense, the sacrificial meat here has not turned into demons.
Also imprisoned here along with the sacrificial meat was a short, fat old man with a white beard, holding a cane and squatting silently in the corner.
This old man's cultivation level is not high, he can only cultivate to the level of an eternal immortal. He has been locked up here for an unknown number of years. His eyes are empty and lifeless, as if he has been beaten to death.
Seeing Ning Fan coming here, the old man was stunned for a moment, then became ecstatic and burst into tears.
"I knew it! I knew Shanhaisi would not give up this place!"
"May I ask if the Immortal was sent by the upper world to rescue this place?"
"???" Ning Fan looked at the familiar old man with a white beard and felt confused.
When the old man saw that Ning Fan didn't answer, he couldn't help but be startled, secretly wondering if he had guessed wrong? The person in front of me just entered this place by mistake and was not sent by Shanhaisi?
However, the next moment, the crutch held by the old man started to sense.
It was a bamboo stick, made from Sichun Bamboo of Shanhai Division. The crutch made of this bamboo has a wonderful feature, that is, the appearance of the bamboo stick will change with the seasons of Shanhaisi throughout the year.
Green bamboo in spring, red bamboo in summer, yellow bamboo in autumn, and white bamboo in winter.
Before Ning Fan came here, the old man's bamboo stick was black bamboo, not any of the colors of the four seasons. The reason why it is black is because the bamboo held by the old man has been away from Shanhaisi for too long. It has already exhausted its vitality and can no longer sense the four seasons of Shanhaisi.
But now! The bamboo stick, which was originally exhausted, gained great vitality from the Taoist aura that Ning Fan accidentally released.
Gradually change from black to green bamboo!
This bamboo stick once again senses the four seasons of Shanhaisi!
But how is this possible?
The dead Si Chunzhu will never be resurrected, just like an immortal whose thoughts of death are scattered and can never be recovered again.
But now, something incredible is really happening! The old man looked at the bamboo stick in shock and was speechless for a long time. Suddenly he thought of a possibility, and he was so excited that tears filled his eyes.
"It turns out that Sir is one of the Five Divisions of Shanhai! Xiaoxian has met Mr. Zhang Si!"
After saying this, the old man knelt down on the ground tremblingly, kowtowed to Ning Fan and thanked him.
"???" Ning Fan was still confused.
But he still politely helped the old man and asked, "Dare I ask my friend's name? Why are you here?"
"Sir, Xiaoxian is the land of Sheji Mountain in this world. As for why it is here, it is a long story. It is all because of those statues that became spirits..." The old man seemed to be filled with bitterness and was about to tell Ning Fan. He wanted to talk to her, but Ning Fan waved his hand, "Since it's a long story, I won't say it anymore."
He didn't have the time to listen to the story of a strange old man's suffering.
Eating is the first priority!
"Yes." The old man was full of words and swallowed it back. He could see that "Master Boss" seemed to have other important matters when he came here, so naturally he did not dare to talk nonsense anymore.
Seeing that Ning Fan ignored him and walked directly towards the sacrificial meat, the old man patted his forehead and realized.
"Sir, you are really here for these sacrificial meats! It should have been like this a long time ago! Xiaoxian has long reported the matter of Ziwei Zun's transgression, but the secretary has always ignored it, presumably because he was concerned about Ziwei Zun's identity. Fortunately, Ziwei Zun has passed away now, so there won’t be any resistance when handling these sacrificial meats.”
Ning Fan ignored the old man because he didn't quite understand what the old man said.
Seeing the sacrificial meat right in front of him, Ning Fan felt like countless hungry beasts were roaring in his belly. No matter how unbearable he was, he reached out to take the sacrificial meat.
"No, sir! You cannot eat these sacrificial meats! What you are taking is meat from the Demon Lord's Silkworm Bush. One bite of it by us monks from Shan Hai Division will cause thousands of years of damage!" The old man was very anxious when he saw this and tried to dissuade him.
