Nan Lingyu knew that the power of Long Haochen's self-destruction was definitely not something that a monk in the realm of gods could handle.
Even if Qin Fan possesses the dual-pole path, as long as he has not entered the true fairyland, it is impossible to block the attack just now.
The realm of transformed gods and the realm of true immortals are separated by an immortal barrier.
This gap is even wider than the gap between humans and gods in the Nascent Soul Realm and the Divine Transformation Realm.
Therefore, although Nan Lingyu didn't know what happened specifically, he was certain that there was definitely something remarkable about Qin Fan that helped him get through this.
"Is there any treasure left in Jianmen?"
After all, that was the former Thirteenth Immortal Sect. Even if it declines, there is no guarantee that some treasures will not be left behind.
"Damn Sword Sect, it seems that you must be completely wiped out before you will stop."
"I can only place my hope on Nangong Wuya tomorrow."
Nan Lingyu flicked her sleeves and turned back to the main hall.
In the dormitory, Ning Yuer and Qin Fan sat face to face.
"Qin Fan, please tell me how you survived that horrific attack just now?" Ning Yu'er suppressed her curiosity and didn't ask. As soon as she returned to the dormitory, she couldn't wait to ask.
"Let me put it this way, if we talk about power alone, I can't stop him at all. However, his power is just restrained by me. Do you understand?" Qin Fan didn't want to say it, and he couldn't explain it clearly, but seeing Ning Ning Yu'er's thirst for knowledge will not give up until she says something. Qin Fan used an easy-to-understand explanation to him.
Regardless of whether Ning Yu'er understood it or not, Kong Wenli did: "So, it's all your luck this time, otherwise, I'm afraid I would have to send you back to Jianmen."
"Get out!" Qin Fan kicked him.
Ning Yu'er nodded to herself: "I understand."
"However, you may not be so lucky when you face Nangong Wuya tomorrow."
Qin Fan's eyes lit up, and a surging fighting spirit overflowed in his eyes.
"Nangong Wuya is number one on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. I'm really looking forward to the battle tomorrow."
Ning Yu'er said with a cautious face: "Think about it, he is a person who even a crazy guy like Long Haochen is convinced, and he is very ruthless, and the people who fight him are even disabled. , basically all dead, so people gave him the nickname the God of Death.”
Qin Fan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm more confident than yesterday."
"??" Ning Yu'er stared at him closely, with a look of suspicion on her face.
Qin Fan shrugged and said in a very unsatisfied way: "During the battle just now, I seemed to have broken through accidentally."
"..."
No one in the room spoke for a long time, and the atmosphere was silent.
Then Ning Yu'er cursed, kicked open the door and left. No one could hear the specific curse, but it seemed to be: not pretending to die, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger...etc.
Kong Wenli raised his head, looking like he was silently asking the sky. His eyes seemed to say: I don't know this guy.
If someone wants to break through a small realm, it can take as short as a few years or as long as decades.
The higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is to break through. After the realm of transformation into gods, it may even take a hundred years to break through a small realm.
But Qin Fan is lucky. Not long after he broke through to the God Transformation Realm, he actually broke through again, and he broke through accidentally.
How could a proud and arrogant woman like Ning Yu'er endure such a blow? She was already very capable without scolding Qin Fan directly.
Qin Fan didn't care, he told Kong Wenli a few words and started practicing.
There was a breakthrough in cultivation, but the realm was not yet stable. He had to stabilize the realm before the war started tomorrow.
On the other side, Zhao Kongyu and others gathered together, all of them looking ugly.
"I can't believe that even Long Haochen couldn't kill him even at the risk of self-destruction! This guy is probably stronger than we imagined." Zhao Kongyu said with a sullen face.
Yuan Hua nodded in agreement: "Yes, he is the second person I have ever seen who can defeat opponents at the same level."
"The second one?" Who is the first one? "Zhao Kongyu asked curiously.
Yuanhua waited for her to ask, raised his head slightly, put on a very pretentious pose, and said with a smile: "Of course he is the number one genius in our Beiwang Palace, my senior brother Nangong."
Zhao Kongyu frowned slightly, slapped his head and said, "I almost forgot that Nangong Wuya is from your Beiwang Palace. I was really confused by that kid."
Yuan Hua laughed: "Junior sister Zhao, don't worry, as long as my senior brother Nangong takes action, Qin Fan will definitely die."
"Senior Brother Nangong's strength is enough to defeat all enemies of the same level."
Zhao Kongyu sighed: "Well, I can only hope that Nangong Wuya will teach him a lesson tomorrow. Along the way, we have been suppressed by this kid. He is a member of a small sect. Why!"
Zhao Kongyu didn't hate Qin Fan that much, but she just couldn't understand that Qin Fan was just from a small sect, but he suppressed geniuses like them from a large sect along the way.
A proud girl like her cannot stand this kind of suppression. Although she couldn't suppress Qin Fan with her own hands, it was relieved to see others suppress Qin Fan.
Early the next morning, Ning Yuer ran to Qin Fan with red eyes.
The originally bright and beautiful eyes were now covered with bloodshot eyes. If it wasn't because he didn't get a good rest last night, it was because he had strong anger.
For practitioners who have reached the state of divine transformation, what are the reasons that lead to strong anger? It's definitely not a physical problem.
He has already been inedged for a long time, so it is naturally impossible for his body to still get angry like ordinary people.
Crunch!
The door was opened, and Kong Wenli yawned and just went out, almost bumping into Ning Yu'er who was rushing over.
"Miss Ning!" Kong Wenli exclaimed and quickly stepped out of the way.
"Where is Qin Fan?" Ning Yu'er stared at him with her red eyes.
"It's, it's inside!" Kong Wenli didn't know why, and pointed at the room blankly.
Ning Yuer strode in, then immediately ran out screaming.
"Qin Fan, you are chaotic, you are a gangster, you are shameless..." Ning Yu'er covered her eyes and cursed loudly.
Qin Hongmian, who was following behind, hurried forward and asked worriedly: "Senior sister, what's wrong with you? What did that bad Qin Fan do to you? I'm going to kill him!"
"Don't..." Ning Yu'er stretched out her hand but didn't stop her.
Although Qin Hongmian usually looks soft and weak, her cultivation level is not low, and Ning Yu'er can't stop her at all.
However, Qin Hongmian went in quickly and ran out even faster.
He also covered his eyes with his hands and cursed while running: "Rogue, shameless, obscene, dirty..."
Ning Yu'er couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "I was just about to say don't go in, but before I could finish, you rushed in."
Qin Hongmian blushed, and in line with her delicate temperament, she particularly showed the delicate beauty of a gentle woman.
"I-I didn't know that bastard was naked in broad daylight!"
"Kong Wenli!" Ning Yu'er suddenly stared at Kong Wenli, who was standing dumbfounded, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, as if she wanted to kill someone.
