Chen Ronghuo grabbed the corpse of the Chiyun Ancestor and put it away.

For corpses, he naturally wouldn't be taboo about coming to this world for so long.

After dealing with the Chiyun Ancestor, Chen Ronghuo turned his head and set his eyes on Fan Changdong and Yun Zhengxuan.

3、2......

He mentally counted down the two of them.

He didn't have too strong a desire to subdue the two.

Anyway, for him, if he kills two of them, he will also be able to get the breath of the Law of Tribulation.

As for the two late-stage seventh-order subordinates, the next step was not too big for him.

"My subordinates have seen the lord. ”

1...... Chen Ronghuo had just finished counting 1 in his heart, Fan Changdong and Yun Zhengxuan both bowed their heads to him at the same time, Chen Ronghuo hesitated for a moment, and decided to give the two of them a chance, rather than counting to 1 and it was over, so he silently added a 0 to the two in his heart, which was regarded as circumventing the lives of the two.

A large amount of the breath of the Law of Tribulation came again, and Chen Ronghuo accepted it all, while wondering in his heart this time, which realm he could break through to in one fell swoop.

Chiyun Old Ancestor and Fan Changdong and the other five people, all of them are lords.

Their territorial level is equivalent to their own cultivation, plus a small rank.

For example, Fan Changdong was a late-stage seventh-order cultivator, and Chen Ronghuo subdued him along with his territory, which was equivalent to subduing a seventh-order peak cultivator.

The same is true for everyone else.

Among them, the highest-ranking Chiyun Ancestor, Chen Ronghuo wiped it out along with his territory, almost like killing a half-step strong eighth-order cultivator.

So this time, Chen Ronghuo had a lot more expectations for the degree to which he could improve his cultivation with the breath of the Law of Tribulation he had obtained.

Thinking about it, Chen Ronghuo raised his head and looked at Fan Changdong and Yun Zhengxuan again, and at the same time, an idea conveyed the past through his eyes.

Rise

Close your eyes,

Don't look at me

Don't resist,

I'm a surprise for you.

This direct way of conveying ideas can make people better understand the intent. But in words, it's a bit hard to describe. But that's what it means.

After Chen Ronghuo conveyed his thoughts to Fan Changdong and the others, the two of them immediately tightened their bodies, endured their nervousness, closed their eyes, and let Chen Ronghuo do something to them.

Of course, Chen Ronghuo didn't do anything.

It's just that in their soul sea, a spell was born.

"Alright, let's go. ”

After casually performing soul suppression on Fan Changdong and Yun Zhengxuan for thirty-three days, Chen Ronghuo spoke indifferently.

Immediately, after the formation of Qiansan withdrew the formation that enveloped the ruins and strengthened the stability of the ruins space, he stepped out and walked out of the ruins.

......

"Pampo!"

"Ning Yun!"

Boom Boom Boom ......

The two figures fought in the sea near the Five-Colored Sea Zone.

The fluctuations that came out of the battle between the two were extremely powerful.

It was even much stronger than the fluctuations that came out of the battle between Chen Ronghuo and Chiyun Ancestor.

Eighth Order!

The two people in the big battle are both eighth-order cultivators!

"Ning Yun, I came here to investigate a matter on the order of the Grand Duke of the White Tiger, and I don't have the time to entangle with you. If you want to fight me, we'll talk about it later!"

The battle is fast, Pan Bo said coldly.

He was the Grand Duke of the White Tiger that day, the general of the White Tiger Territory who was sent to investigate Bai Ge's death.

As for Ning Yun, he was another duke of Beihai, a subordinate of the Grand Duke of Black Dragon.

Ten years ago, Pan Bo was arranged by the Grand Duke of the White Tiger to investigate Bai Ge's death. But not long after he left the White Tiger Territory, the White Tiger Territory and the Black Dragon Territory had a big battle for some reason.

He was also urgently recruited back at that time.

Recently, the White Tiger Collar and the Black Dragon Collar, who had been fighting for ten years, both had the intention of stopping the war, so the Grand Duke of the White Tiger sent him out again, wanting him to re-investigate the cause of Bai Ge's death.

But he didn't expect that when he went out this time, he would actually meet Ning Yun, a cultivator of the same level as him in the Black Dragon Territory.

The two have faced each other several times over the past decade, and the two have been scoreless.

"It's okay if you don't want to fight with me, as long as you hand over the Ten Thousand Years of Green Bamboo, I will leave immediately, and I will never embarrass you. ”

Ning Yun sneered and spoke.

"I've said it all, I don't have any green bamboo!"

Pan Bo was furious.

I didn't understand why as soon as we met, Ning Yun would think that he had taken away a 10,000-year-old green sky bamboo cultivated by the Black Dragon Territory in this sea area.

Ning Yun was unmoved:

"The Wanzai Qingkong Bamboo is a treasure cultivated by our lord by taking advantage of the special environment of this sea area, and a formation has been laid near the Wanzai Qingkong Bamboo. Unless a cultivator above the eighth order, or a cultivator or demon who has comprehended the laws of space, and has extremely high spatial talent, they can't sense it!

Now in this sea area, there is only you as an eighth-order cultivator, you said that you didn't take it, who believes it?"

Pan Bo's face flushed with anger.

He felt wronged more than the billions of lives on the wall.

Compared to this, what made him even more irritating was that he felt that he didn't know why, as long as he thought about finding the cause of Bai Ge's death, he seemed to be in all kinds of trouble.

At first, it was just all kinds of small troubles that he never tired of, but as time went on, these troubles seemed to have a tendency to get bigger, and I don't know what was going on.

On the other hand, Ning Yun also had bitterness in his heart.

He actually knew that the Wanzai Qingkong Bamboo was not taken by Pan Bo.

Because the 10,000-year-old green bamboo was gone ten years ago.

He is the person in charge of guarding the 10,000-year-old green bamboo.

Ten years ago, after a retreat, he found that the Ten Thousand Years of Green Bamboo had been lost, and he began to investigate.

But before he could find out anything, the Black Dragon Leader and the White Tiger Leader had a big battle, and he was also recruited back to the territory.

Now that ten years have passed, the clues of that year are long gone, how can he still check?

In addition, he found that since he wanted to investigate the loss of the Wanzai Qingkong Bamboo, his luck was getting worse and worse, and after thinking about it carefully, he met Pan Bo here today, and finally decided to put the hat that stole the Wanzai Qingkong Bamboo on Pan Bo's head and completely ended the matter.

The two fought and turned the world upside down.

Infinite amounts of seawater have been evaporated.

Thousands of miles, thousands of miles of water, there are huge craters in an instant.

This is the power of an eighth-order cultivator.

Now that the gods have left, the eighth-order cultivator is already a real powerhouse in the world of gods.

You must know that in the entire Five Sects Alliance, there are only a few eighth-order cultivators.

"I see!"

Suddenly, with the fierce battle, Pan Bo was so angry that he suddenly let out a loud roar: "Ning Yun! The thirteenth son of my family fell in this sea area ten years ago, did you say that you did this?"

What a burden you have!

Although our two territories are hostile, but you bully the small with the big and dare to personally take action against the thirteen sons of my family, I think you don't know the horror of our lord!"