On the first layer of walls, an unknown dark green ore, the light it emits, illuminates the first layer of space into a sea of green.

Feeling that no more corpse qi would enter the dantian, Ning Fan said easily, "You should be able to stop now!"

Although it was very refreshing to enter the Imperial Sky Period, this uncontrolled state was not what Ning Fan wanted to see.

In less than a second, the smile on Ning Fan's face instantly condensed.

A corpse qi like a substance rushed in, making Ning Fan feel a pinprick-like pain in the dantian.

"No, here we go again. ”

Looking at the corpse qi in front of him, Ning Fan's eyes were surprised,

"How can this be! This corpse aura is as strong as the third layer. ”

According to the distribution of corpse qi in the corpse raising place, only the closer to the seal, the thicker the corpse qi will be.

Ning Fan's heart felt strange for a while, "It's impossible to pump the corpse qi of the third layer!"

If Ning Fan could now go to the second layer of the corpse cultivation ground in person, he could find that the corpse qi in the second layer had been exhausted.

The third layer was as heavy as a curtain, like ice cubes turning into water, surging towards the second layer, and then to the first layer.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, if my brother can hold on, maybe he can break through again. ”

Although the muscles and veins began to feel pain again, it was not as serious as before.

At least Ning Fan can not worry about it for the time being, he will be filled with true qi.

Life is like that, since you can't resist, then lie down and enjoy it.

Ning Fan is lazy and worried, and he has a mind to operate his mind to expand the capacity of true qi.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Fan suddenly felt very irritable, as if he was holding a nameless evil fire in his heart, and he wanted to vent something.

"The previous idea was too hasty. The secret realm is such an important place, and it must not be leaked out. Lin Mei must die. ”

Ning Fan's eyes were cold, and the murderous aura on his body seemed to be boiling oil.

If he couldn't move now, he would have killed Lin Mei as soon as possible.

Ning Fan said in a cold tone, "The Xuantian Sect is very important, and Ma Fei'er can't stay. This legacy can only be controlled by me. ”

When the words fell, Ning Fan's face was panicked, and he said to himself in a hurry, "No! Ma Fei'er will not betray me." As long as I tell her, she won't tell her about it. ”

"But she is a member of the Ma family. How will it be completely listened to you. ”

At this moment, Ning Fan's heavenly people were fighting, arguing over whether to kill Ma Fei'er, and finally the killing intent in his heart prevailed.

Ning Fan's tone was cold, and he said faintly, "Ma Fei'er must die! Only the dead can keep secrets." ”

At this moment, Ning Fan's mind was in chaos, and he seemed to have come to the most tragic Shura Purgatory. In this dead place full of blood and bones, in the dark red void, countless voices roared fiercely,

"I'd rather be responsible for the world than for the world. Kill!"

"Everyone in the world can be killed!"

"Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male. Kill!"

......

Countless murderous words have changed the color and anger of the turbulent wind and clouds in this dead land.

In the end, all the words turned into one word, and countless voices shouted murderously, "Kill, kill, kill......"

"Kill!"

Ning Fan roared viciously, his face was full of murderous aura, his eyes were as red as blood, and his whole person looked like a powerful ghost who had returned from hell.

At this moment, Ning Fan completely lost consciousness.

In that bone-buried place full of corpses, countless figures suddenly appeared.

Ning Fan is a man and a man, like a peerless killing god, fighting with these people with one enemy and ten thousand.

Whether it is an unarmed pond fish and trees, or a weak woman, child and child,

There was no mercy in Ning Fan's eyes, and when he raised his hands and feet, countless people were killed.

But these people seem to be endless, and they can never be killed.

Faced with the arrival of the butcher's knife, these innocent people let out all kinds of cries, wailing, begging for mercy, crying......

But the hustle and bustle of these weak people could not impress Ning Fan's murderous heart, but instead it was like tasting the most wonderful nectar, and he performed a bloody slaughter with a happy face.

In that buried bone land, every time Ning Fan killed someone, the more violent his momentum became, and the more murderous his aura became.

At the same time, Ning Fan's red eyes were already so thick that they were about to drip blood.

At this moment, the divine blood that had been silent and attached to the heart began to beat wildly, the frequency was like a dense drumbeat.

The warm current of divine power like silk threads expanded and accelerated again, getting rid of the suppression of true qi.

In that bloody burial ground, Ning Fan, who was laughing and killing wildly, suddenly stopped the butcher knife in his hand, and looked at the sky above him with a hideous face full of murderous energy.

In the sky covered by blood mist, a sun suddenly appeared.

Under the light of the sun, the blood mist began to dissipate, and the figures on the ground disappeared as if the snow melted.

"Kill!"

Ning Fan roared angrily, kicked his feet, and the whole person rushed into the sky like a cannonball, as if he was about to slaughter the sun in the sky.

At this moment, the sun suddenly burst into a dazzling light, as if it had become a golden ball of fire.

Ning Fan yelled bitterly, "Ah......"

The golden rays of the sun seem to contain unimaginable high temperatures,

This high temperature could even ignite the human body, and a golden flame immediately appeared on Ning Fan's body.

With a terrible wail, Ning Fan completely disappeared into this golden flame.

The moment Ning Fan disappeared, the sun in the sky suddenly slammed into the ground.

The bloody burial ground that Ning Fan conjured up in the sea of consciousness was burned in this ubiquitous sea of golden fire.

When all the fantasies in his mind disappeared, the red light in Ning Fan's pupils instantly faded, and the original hideous and bloodthirsty face regained its breezy expression again.

"Ahh

Ning Fan, who had recovered from the illusion, suddenly screamed, and then gasped for breath.

At this time, Ning Fan was sweating like rain, sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"It's so scary, is everything just now an illusion?"

Recalling the scene just now, Ning Fan still has palpitations.

Whether it was the splash of blood, or the blow of shattering bones, the feeling of slaughter, it was all so real.

The most terrifying thing is that Ning Fan knew what he was doing, but he didn't stop his actions, but he still had a natural illusion.

In Ning Fan's consciousness, he instinctively thought that these people deserved to die, and everything he did was right, so he would not be soft at all when he killed people.

It's like a human being, who doesn't shed tears of sadness because he stepped on an ant.

"Is this the negativity contained in the corpse qi?"

When he obtained the foundation building method, in fact, Ning Fan, like Lin Wuving, didn't take the remarks of the Xuantian Sect too seriously.

Cultivating to the realm of Ning Fan, the state of mind can be said to be tempered thousands of times, and the tempering is extremely tenacious, how can it be easily shaken.

(End of chapter)