Nangong Fan walked all the way from the bottom floor of Wanbao Building to the door of the top floor.

With the master token in hand, the many formations that shrouded Wanbaolou under the flow of brilliance were like nothing. It wasn't until they reached the entrance of the seventh floor that they were blocked by an ancient bronze gate.

There is no information about this place in Kurosawa's memory, that is, Nangong Fan's "past life and present life" came to the important place of the Hei family for the first time.

Above the bronze gate, there was a dark glow, revealing a dangerous and domineering aura. The strength of this aura is not weaker than the large array guarding the periphery of the Black Mansion, and there are faint similarities.

It's a bit like a branch of the Protector Array, or it's more appropriate to use sublimation.

Because the scope of the formation has become smaller, the dangerous aura here is even stronger than that of the Great Guardian Array. There is even some ethereal aura in it.

Looking at the mountains in the clouds, everything in the formation can't be seen really.

Nangong Fan understood that this formation already contained the law in it.

This is unimaginable in the Nether, not only has the strength of the people who set up the array reach the peak that the Nether can accommodate, but the array alone can be said to be the best in the Nether.

Nangong Fan felt a little familiar aura, where did he seem to have seen this array technique?

Although the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is a body training sect, it is only relative to the sect at the same level as him. A sect like the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate is like a big world. There are no less than a million inner disciples under the sect, and there are countless outer disciples, plus some servants who take care of the disciples. Compared to some dynasties, the number is not weaker in any way.

Naturally, their spiritual and spiritual cultivation methods have also reached an extremely high level. Along with the elixir and the formation, many people also practiced.

The "Beast Recipe" that condenses the essence of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate is said to be a Taoist classic, and it is more like a glorious history book that records the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate. It's just that Nangong Fan's strength is too low now, and he can't see through the scene.

Nangong Fan saw at a glance that there was a token-sized gap above the bronze gate, and he didn't need to think about it to understand something, the order of the head of the Hei family who was casually pinned to his waist was the only key to open this bronze gate.

Nangong Fan gently took off the order of the head of the family pinned to his waist, solemnly aimed at the gap and slowly put the token in.

A slight click sounded in my ears, and the dim glow above the bronze gate became brilliant, permeating the token in the circulation. There seems to be a spirituality in it that is identifying the authenticity of the token.

The clicking sound gradually stopped. The token is perfectly embedded in the void. The token fell off from it and flew into Nangong Fan's open palm.

A black crack slowly appeared in the bronze gate, the formation was activated, the divine light surged, and a mysterious force acted on it. It was as if a pair of huge black hands appeared out of thin air, using this crack as a base point to pull open from both sides, opening a gap for one person to pass through.

Only then did Nangong Fan see that this bronze gate was actually one meter thick, and just by taking out this door and smelting it slightly, many spiritual embryos could be made.

A fragrant smell came from the void.

Nangong Fan sighed, worthy of the thousand-year-old heritage of the black family. Just the aura that diffused made his dusty spiritual power move forward again. It can be seen that if the black family is willing, they can use resources alone to build up a strong person in the legendary realm.

Nangong Fan stepped through the door and entered the dark space in front of him.

The bronze door slowly closed behind him as he entered, and a few rays of fire appeared strangely in the dark space. "Snorts" sounded one after another, and the oil lamps on the wall lit out of thin air one by one, swaying with a faint glow. It makes this top space suddenly look vibrant.

With the help of the faint firelight, Nangong Fan's gaze easily locked on the small grass that kept releasing fragrance outward.

Barrier Breaker!

Nangong Fan didn't take it away, and borrowing foreign objects to break through was a little less hot after all. It is better to break through with such a shortcut than to break through in the Nangong family's worldly cave. What's more, the spiritual grass is still used for alchemy in order to fully bloom the energy in it.

Although erysipelas is not fatal, it is not a simple matter to be clear. Unless necessary, Nangong Fan didn't want to take too much of the pill.

In addition to this barrier-breaking grass, Nangong Fan also found a few spirit grasses that made him extremely excited, but the grass and trees needed the means of an alchemist after all to become medicine, Nangong Fan didn't have time to practice alchemy now, let alone find an alchemist who could smelt these spirit grasses.

With this kung fu, ponder two more ways to break through, isn't it fragrant?

What's more, these strange flowers and plants, whether there is a way to smelt them in the Nether is a digression.

Not only that, but the small room and smooth walls were littered with all kinds of weapons. There is also a set of full-body armor.

The weapons that can be held on the top layer are all spiritual weapons, not even just low-grade yellow-level spiritual weapons, and the worn-out set of full-body armor is the most precious thing among them.

Among the spiritual weapons of the same level, the defensive spiritual weapons are a few points more precious, and they are no worse than the offensive spiritual weapons of the higher order. The price of this almost complete set of defensive spiritual weapons is even more exaggerated.

It's just that the spiritual weapon treasured by the Hei family is not used by Nangong Fan, who inherited the spiritual weapon left by Hei Batian, and it is very chicken.

Nangong Fan has a black dragon sword that can continue to grow and has true spirituality, and now he has only lifted the black dragon armor on the upper three layers of prohibition, except for some strange spiritual weapons, he really can't look down on the others.

But I have to say that the strange flowers and plants treasured by the Hei family still gave him a few surprises, but he hesitated slightly, and did not choose to take one of them, these are more useful for the Hei family town house than for him to use to refine medicine.

What's more, he has ambitions to push the Black family to the position of the last family and become one of the kings of the Nether Realm.

Nangong Fan glanced at an ancient book, looked at the five big characters of the "Black Emperor Overlord Heavenly Scripture" on it, shook his head, and was about to leave this dusty top floor pavilion for an unknown amount of time.

Nangong Fan also has no prestige, he was already in the mood of just coming to see, and it is naturally very useful to him, and it does not and will not affect his mood.

Maybe it's Kurosawa's idea that is integrated with him is at work, and this is Kurosawa's previous thoughts.

When Kurosawa used to be passive, he also fantasized about being recognized by his family, and he could come to the top floor of this Wanbao Building to learn the complete "Black Emperor Overlord Heavenly Scripture" and choose the spiritual weapon he could take advantage of.

What young man doesn't want to be recognized by his elders? Nangong Fan can be regarded as fulfilling one of Kurosawa's long-cherished wishes.

Nangong Fanmai's right foot seemed to have stepped on something slippery, which made his body shake slightly, and he almost fell into the mud.

Fortunately, with Nangong Fan's current degree of physical control, he was able to easily stabilize his body, otherwise a legendary realm physique cultivator would also fall in this situation, which would be a big joke.

The thing that was stepped on was kicked away by Nangong Fan inadvertently, and the sound of rolling sounded above the attic.

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, with the preciousness of the top floor of Wanbao Tower, even if ordinary people from the black family can't come up easily, it should be in order, how could he throw the treasures on the ground at will? Squatted down slightly, "I don't know who is so sloppy, and no one cleans it up on weekdays?"

Nangong Fan saw the culprit who almost made him fall, a fist-sized round ball, and rolled slightly twice in front of him before it stopped safely.

The ball was a strange one, milky white with some rust, and it looked like a toy for a toddler to play with, having nothing to do with the treasures of the seventh layer.

It's rusty and mottled and looks like it's been around for some years.

Nangong Fan grabbed it gently, he was going to explore what this thing was, if it was really a useless thing, then take it out, let this ball stay on the seventh floor, others thought that the treasures of the Hei family were all of this kind of goods, so they looked down on the Hei family and made some jokes.

The ball filled Nangong Fan's palm, and with Nangong Fan's current strength, he tried his best to hold it, but the ball didn't move at all, and even Nangong Fan felt that his palm was a little sore.

The corners of Nangong Fan's eyes showed a hint of interest, "What kind of material is this? Could it be a rather peculiar spiritual weapon?"

Spreading out his palm, and sliding the milky white ball with his other hand, Nangong Fan seemed to smell a fragrance floating out of the rolling ball in a trance. His own sea of knowledge seems to be boiling, and when he concentrates on it, he is calm again, as if everything is just his fantasy.

His divine power will only improve when his law is broken, and it is more than a star and a half worse than his true divine cultivation.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the five laws, he probably wouldn't even have the ability to investigate now.

Nangong Fan groaned slightly, how could he have an illusion for no reason when he reached such a realm in the Nether Realm? He would never believe that the feeling just now was his own illusion.

He took a slight interest in the orb. But upon closer inspection, there is nothing special about the surface of the sphere, except for rust and some faint dirt marks.

The spiritual power enveloped the ball, and it could not penetrate its surface at all.

Gangqi also broke and sank into the sand.

"Could it really be an illusion?" Nangong Fan's eyes flashed with some hesitation, should he use his divine power to explore this ball?

Although the divine power is not the power of the soul, it is also somewhat related, and if the divine power is depleted to a certain extent, the soul will also be severely damaged.

There has always been a legend in the world that the formation master personally laid down the great array that destroyed the world and then exhausted his mental strength.

The refiner and alchemist have more words about feeding the instrument with the body and becoming a pill with the body.

In fact, it is all the serious depletion of divine power, which leads to the inability of the successor to be eaten back at the last critical moment, leaving a swan song for the ages. It's just that in this case, the Dan and the instrument achieved have a bit of effect beyond imagination, as if they have a soul in them. Many madmen are willing to sacrifice their precious lives for it.

Well...... In their parlance, this is also an alternative to eternal life.

Nangong Fan rubbed his chin slightly, gritted his teeth and still poked out a trace of divine power, and if he didn't treat him a little, he would give up this trace of divine power.

The divine power easily passed through the skin of the ball, and Nangong Fan felt as if his divine power had come to another world.

There are no white clouds and scorching sun, no lightning and thunder in this world, only countless stars shining.

The illusory Nangong Fan stood in the middle of this world, staring intently at the starlight above his head.

This seemed to exhaust the energy contained in this trace of divine power, and the illusory body became more transparent underneath it.

At the moment when Nangong Fan's wisp of divine power disappeared, Nangong Fan's pupils flashed.

He saw it!

Those hanging in the sky are some stars, but they are all big characters with a supernatural atmosphere. It's just that he just tried to see all the handwriting at once, and this wisp of divine power dissipated all at once, as if the power contained in it disappeared with it.

Nangong Fan's hand holding the ball couldn't help but tighten, and his ruddy face revealed a hint of paleness. Even if the divine power was cut off for no reason, it was unbearable for him now.

The divine power that dissipates on weekdays is still in the sea of knowledge, even if it disappears, it can be condensed back over time, if there is a divine power exercise, it can be recovered in a short time, and the divine power that dissipates in this ball is permanently gone.

Nangong Fan's eyes were a little hesitant, how much divine power did he need to see the starlight in the sky?

His eyes gradually became firm, such a miraculous thing is obviously not left by ordinary people, maybe it is a great creation.

Nangong Fan decided to continue to explore this round ball, but he couldn't be as reckless as he was just now and wanted to become a fat man in one bite. It should be identified word by word, and when it is connected, it will naturally know what is hidden in it.

Nangong Fan held the ball in his arms, slowly walked to the bronze gate, and waited quietly.

The bronze gate slowly opened again, and as Nangong Fan left, the lights on the wall were gently blown out by a strange wind.

The bronze gate closed again, covering the most important treasure of the Black Family in the boundless darkness.