"Ning Bufan...... When did he get so strong?"

Many clansmen were pleasantly surprised, but they all had such doubts. Especially Ning Dan, Ning Qingqing and others, they were even more surprised, not long ago, they didn't take this young patriarch in their eyes at all, but they didn't expect that it was him who saved everyone today.

"Could it be that he has obtained the inheritance of the ancestral tomb?" Ning Meng on the side had a vicious face, almost screaming out angrily.

But at this time, he didn't dare to do this, Ning Bufan's shot just now was too shocking, and it had already made him feel a little timid. However, he still faintly saw in his heart that Ning Bufan was still the strength of the Void Spirit Realm, and he had not improved.

"How long can you pretend to be a ghost?"

At this time, the Great Elder endured his injuries and said, "Fan, you quickly retreat, for the time being, you are not their opponent." "How sharp the Great Elder's eyes were, he naturally saw that Ning Bufan was just pretending to scare the other party.

How do you know that Ning Bufan was not afraid, but turned back and said: "Great Elder, you withdraw first, and leave this place to my palace." ”

"Fart, although you are a young patriarch, you are only fourteen years old, how can you pin the safety of the entire family on you alone?"

The second elder suddenly scolded, although his tone was stern, everyone clearly heard it, he just called Ning Bufan the "young patriarch", and few people in the Council of Elders used to call him that way in public. It seems that now in the heart of the second elder, Ning Bufan's identity has been recognized.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that a dignified Ning clan would have to rely on a little kid in the end?" the masked leader scoffed.

"It doesn't matter who you rely on, the important thing is that you don't want to go wild here!" Ning Bufan said coldly.

"Now that your Great Elder has been injured, and this Ning Clan master is dying, why are you talking to us like this?" the other leader sneered.

Ning Bufan looked back, the Great Elder's aura was weak, and although Hong Lao had entered the Xuan Mind Realm, there was still a big gap between his strength and these two mysterious leaders, and the duel just now had consumed most of his aura, and at this moment, Hong Lao no longer had the strength to continue fighting.

"It's up to me!" Ning Bufan took a step forward, although his face was immature, his aura was surprisingly grand, and even faintly overshadowed this group of mysterious masters.

"Then let me try, how capable do you have that kid who doesn't know the height of the sky?"

The two leaders looked at each other and let out a shrill cry that pierced everyone's eardrums. The next moment, they disappeared in place, turning into two huge red light clusters, one left and one right, attacking towards Ning Bufan.

"Young Patriarch?" exclaimed the clansman behind him.

Ning Bufan was not in a hurry, although he was still a cultivator of the Void Spirit Realm at the moment, but in the ancestral tomb, he had obtained the inheritance of his ancestors.

Sometimes, if you want to defeat the enemy, you don't have to borrow your own strength.

Ning Bufan's hands were crossed in front of his chest, changing rapidly, and one after another magical seals flashed out.

Immediately after, everyone was amazed to see that the entire valley emitted a low roar, and all the spiritual energy gathered from within a radius of a hundred miles was flowing with Ning Bufan's gestures.

"Reiki Falls!"

Ning Bufan let out a loud shout, and those spiritual qi quickly rushed over, turning into an invisible waterfall, and rushed towards the two masked leaders.

The red blood qi on the two of them was washed away without a trace in an instant, and the huge force lifted them high and flew out a distance of a hundred feet.

When the people of the Ning tribe saw it, they were surprised and delighted, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

Young Patriarch, when did he have such great power? Could it be that this is the power he gained in the ancestral tomb?

Only the Great Elder, Hong Lao and others had vicious eyes and saw that Ning Bufan was not his own strength, but through a different method, with the help of the aura gathered in the ancestral tomb.

Although the attack made in this way is strong, it is an external force after all, and once the other party sees it, it is easy to crack.

"Great Elder, you should withdraw first, otherwise, it will not be good if it affects you!" Ning Bufan looked back and smiled.

The Great Elder and the others were stunned when they heard this, and they instantly understood. Ning Bufan meant that he was also afraid that the other party would see the flaws, in that case, Ning Bufan would not be able to keep the clansmen.

However, with this kind of different method, Ning Bufan's self-protection is more than enough.

The Great Elder weighed it again and again, and finally ordered, "All the Ning people listen to the order and withdraw from the valley. ”

Gradually, those clansmen also saw the clues, and immediately obeyed the arrangement of the Council of Elders, and quickly withdrew.

"Hmph, do you want to run away?"

The masked leader sneered, and with a wave of his big hand, a huge red blade of light appeared in the air, quickly slashing down, like lightning. Everywhere I went, even the trees and meadows withered in an instant.

"When I don't exist?"

Ning Bufan shouted, and quickly rushed over, repeating his old skills, constantly calling on the aura in the valley to resist. However, the aura here needs to be replenished after a long period of gathering, and it is getting thinner and thinner when it is used by Ning Bufan.

Gradually, Ning Bufan's attacks were no longer as sharp as they were at the beginning, and the gap in strength between him and this group of mysterious masters also appeared.

However, at this moment, all the clansmen of the Ning clan had all withdrawn from the valley.

"Hehe, your people have abandoned you. "A song leads the way.

"If my guess is correct, you're just invoking the aura of this valley. I don't know how you did it, but do you think you can defeat us with this alone?"

The two leaders sneered and launched another onslaught, and the surrounding blood killing groups also rushed over and surrounded Ning Bufan.

In an instant, Ning Bufan fell into extreme danger, and he didn't even have time to seal it, he was shrouded in the monstrous blood qi in the sky. At the same time, the aura in the valley was also rapidly depleting, and it was difficult to resist the opponent.

At this moment, an old laugh suddenly resounded in the heavens and the earth, like thunder, and actually shook the group of masked masters back dozens of steps.

"Who?"

The two leaders were shocked to find that the laughter did not come from elsewhere, but from Ning Bufan's mouth.

And although this young man is still a young face, there is a sense of profundity that has gone through vicissitudes in his eyes, mixed with an indescribable domineering. This kind of feeling is definitely not something that a teenager can have.

"Who are you?" the leader asked in horror.

"You don't have the right to know who I am? You just need to know that trespassing here today is a capital offense. ”

"Ning Bufan" said with a faint smile, his demeanor and tone were completely different from before.

"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, watch me expose your true face. ”

A leader didn't believe in evil, and sneered and waved a huge blood claw and grabbed towards Ning Bufan. But as soon as he used his move, the whole person suddenly stopped in mid-air, unable to move.

He looked down in fear and saw a ray of light stabbing at him, piercing his blood at once, and a fist-sized blood hole appeared in his chest, blood gurgling.

"You ......"

He uttered only the last word, and then completely lost his breath and fell to the ground.

"Do any of you still doubt what I say?"

The rest of the leaders and the other masked masters were shocked, frightened, and exclaimed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... Let's go ......."

As soon as the words fell, a group of people ran out of the valley in an instant, ignoring the dead leader, like mourning dogs, and disappeared without a trace.

And "Ning Bufan" didn't pursue, but the old smile gradually disappeared, and he regained the look of a teenager.

Ning Bufan collapsed all over his body and almost fell to the ground. The process just now had consumed all his energy and aura, and at this moment, he no longer had any strength.

And in front of his eyes, a figure of light condensed appeared at this moment, but this figure was very ethereal and swaying, as if it would dissipate at any time.

This figure is naturally the ancestor.

"Boy, well done, Ancestor, I thought you wouldn't be able to bear it?" said Patriarch with a smile, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Just now, he possessed Ning Bufan's body, and he used such a powerful attack. But Ning Bufan, after all, his body and meridians were too weak, and if he were an ordinary person, he would have fainted in pain.

"Almost...... Ancestor, if you act slower, I really won't be able to hold on. Ning Bufan laughed miserably, his face pale, obviously not yet recovered.

"Hmph, although the Ning clan is not as good as before, it is not something that these Xiaoxiao can insult at will. As the old ancestor spoke, there was a hint of ruthlessness on the old man's face, and Ning Bufan was stunned in his heart.

"Boy, from now on, the Ning clan will rely on you. The old ancestor then said again.

"Don't worry, since I have your inheritance, I won't let you down. ”

"Good, good boy. The Old Ancestor smiled with satisfaction, and then looked at the masked leader who was lying on the ground and was already dead, with a trace of worry on his face.

"Boy, these people may not be that simple, you have to be careful in the future. ”

Ning Bufan listened to the words of the ancestor, reluctantly stood up, and said with a smile: "Ancestor, with you, what are you afraid of these miscellaneous things......

Unexpectedly, before the words were finished, I suddenly saw that the figure in front of me gradually faded, like a cloud and mist, which would dissipate at any time.

"Ancestor!"

"Boy, stop screaming. I've been waiting here for thousands of years, and it's time to disappear. ”

Ning Bufan was shocked, and tears gradually appeared in his eyes. Although they have only been together for half a day, Ning Bufan has already regarded Lao Zu as his dearest relative.

But this loved one is about to leave him.

"Don't cry, time is running out. Ancestor still has a few words, you have to keep them in mind...... This matter is very important, and it is related to the life and death of you and the entire Ning clan!"