Night.

The top of the Hidden Moon Peak of the Hidden Moon Sect.

A man and a woman seem to be practicing divine skills here.

The woman's face was ruddy and delicate, as if she were about to drip water.

The man's face was pale, and there was a fist-sized black mist lingering in the hall, like a deadly poisonous gas.

Suddenly, in the center of the poisonous gas, a palm-sized vortex appeared, and the poisonous gas was swallowed up in the swirl.

"Ah......h

The twenty-eight girl let out a trembling moan, and the palm that was closed with the boy fell weakly.

But the young man made a "poof" sound, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The blood was shocking, and a burst of corrosive black smoke rose directly from the ground.

"Bingbing, the cold poison in your body has been completely transferred to my body, and the emperor has lived up to his painstaking efforts, and you are finally healed. The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the girl with a pale face, and said with a comfortable smile: "You don't have to worry about me, my devouring martial soul can devour the cold poison in your body, there must be a way to refine it, and then you will become the most beautiful bride of my Ning Fan, and I will also become the most fortunate ...... in the world."

"Hahaha......" Leng Bingbing stood up suddenly, stretched out his hands and raised his head to let out a sly and smug laugh, interrupting Ning Fan's later words.

"Bingbing??" Ning Fan couldn't help but be stunned, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"I'm going to worry about you? Be your bride? Hehe, you're still dreaming. Leng Bingbing stopped laughing and looked at Ning Fan with disdain: "Since the first day I approached you, I have been waiting for this day to come, and now it is finally done." ”

"Dreaming, done?" Ning Fan's pale face surged with anger, "What do you mean? You approached me to ...... Let me die?

"Let me tell you what it means. Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded, and then a familiar figure walked out from behind the tree and stood in front of Ning Fan.

"Rosh. Ning Fan exclaimed, "Why are you here?"

Rosh laughed, reached out and hugged Leng Bingbing's ungraspable waist, and at the same time squeezed it hard, Leng Bingbing let out a soul-destroying moan.

Luo Shi glared at Ning Fan and teased: "Bingbing is my fiancée, you are a thorn in my side, only by getting rid of you can I consolidate my position in the Hidden Moon Sect, and only such a young sect master can I belong, and you ...... Hehe. ”

"What??" Ning Fan glared at Leng Bingbing angrily, revealing a disdainful sneer on her arrogant face, and Ning Fan also understood the meaning of Leng Bingbing's words at this time.

"If you want to blame it, your devouring martial soul is unmatched, in order to get rid of you, I don't hesitate to fight with my life and swallow the cold poison pill, and now the cold poison has been devoured by you into your body, but...... I can't thank you for that. Leng Bing smiled coldly.

"I regard you as a beloved, but you want to put me to death?" Ning Fan's eyes were as red as blood due to anger, but at this time, the cold poison in his body attacked, even if he wanted to, he couldn't do it all.

"And you Rosh, I have always regarded you as a brother, I tell you that I have never paid attention to the position of the young sect master, you are so vicious, you even tried every means to introduce your fiancée to me, and tried to put me to death, I would rather swear, this revenge is not shared. Ning Fan roared wildly, and a mouthful of pitch-black blood erupted from the cold poison attack heart, and his face became even paler.

"Hahaha...... A dying man still talks about revenge?" Rosh laughed coldly, and as he approached, a light wheel erupted from his palm, like a giant hammer.

Bang!

The power of his giant hammer martial soul weighed a thousand catties and smashed into Ning Fan's chest, shattering Ning Fan's sternum on the spot.

At the same time, Ning Fan's body was smashed out like a sandbag, and he almost fell off the cliff.

Said coldly: "Brother Luo, throw him off the Hidden Moon Cliff, it is a forbidden place, and he can't survive." ”

That's exactly what I mean. Rosh answered, his body swept over, stepped on Ning Fan's dantian, crushed his dantian, and then kicked Ning Fan off the cliff.

After doing this well, Rosh smiled proudly, walked in front of Leng Bingbing, pinched her blown-up face, and said with a smile: "It's done, you are mine, and the position of the young sect master of the Hidden Moon Sect is mine, hahaha......"

"How are you going to reward me?" asked coldly, snuggling up to him.

"Hey...... Does that need to be said?" Rosh squeezed her round ass, smiled sexually, and walked out of the place with her arms in his arms.

The Hidden Moon Cliff, which is thousands of feet deep, is the forbidden place of the Hidden Moon Sect.

Under the cliff, the clouds and mist lingered for many years, and the gaze was like an abyss, and there were also disciples in the sect who fell down, and finally the bones were gone.

It is rumored that in order to achieve the second change of the eight changes of divine power, the "Divine Dragon Transformation", he mastered the laws of space and could soar in the air, but he couldn't fly under the Hidden Moon Cliff.

In the Tianwu Continent, martial arts are respected and cultivators have a strict hierarchy, and the "martial soul" is the first criterion for whether a person can practice and whether he is strong.

Awaken the martial soul, strengthen the martial soul, and step into the "Ten Layers of Martial Arts".

The ten folds of martial arts are: refining the body, strengthening the body, washing the marrow, rebirth, transcendental, god-man, breaking the cocoon, fighting spirit, martial veins and unity.

After the tenfold period, enter the realm of eight changes of divine power.

Ning Fan is the third teenager of the Ning family in Yanjing, awakened at the age of five, the rare "Devouring Martial Soul" was favored by the Hidden Moon Sect at the age of ten, and now he has entered the peak of the god realm at the age of eighteen.

Three days later, it was the inheritance ceremony of the young sect master of the Hidden Moon Sect, and Ning Fan was originally the first choice among all the disciples of the personal lineage, but he never wanted to fall into such a step.

Under the Hidden Moon Cliff, a seemingly broken body lay motionless.

After a few hours had passed, his fingers moved slightly.

Instantly, his eyes opened.

"I, Ning Fan, am still alive!!" Ning Fan's lips squirmed, and he said such a sentence weakly, with a feeling of joy and tears in his tone.

"I won't let you die, and the heavens will help you. Suddenly, an arrogant voice reached Ning Fan's ears, causing him to tremble like an electric shock.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was broken and scarred now, he would have jumped up to see who could say such a sentence so arrogantly.

"You...... Who are you?" Ning Fan asked.

"I'm the Heaven Swallowing Supreme—Demon!" the arrogant voice responded.