The force of the countershock directly shook Ning Nan out of the air.

Even the Primal Immortal Demon Sword was out of his hands and flew away.

The other party's head is harder than stone, no, harder than fine iron!

He didn't even fight back, and Ning Nan suffered a big loss.

Finally stabilized his body, Ning Nan was in pain all over his body, and it was difficult to feel the extreme.

Fortunately, after this, Mu Xiran found an opportunity to get out.

Take the opportunity to escape quickly.

And the middle-aged man who was stabbed didn't care about her at all, just looked at Ning Nan fixedly: "Why can you still move?"

This inexplicable question stopped Ning Nan.

That's right, isn't he unable to move, unable to move an inch?

How did you suddenly be able to act and give the man a sword?

What happened?

Ning Nan couldn't figure it out, so he didn't answer the man.

just looked at him vigilantly, for fear that he would suddenly burst out.

But the middle-aged man didn't make a move, just frowned, and his eyes gradually became dazed.

Looking at his appearance, Ning Nan was slightly stunned, feeling that something was wrong, but where was wrong, he couldn't say why.

At the same time, Mu Xiran just retreated to his side and let out a long exhale.

There was still a little fear on her face, and she sighed lightly: "Ning Nan, thank you so much this time." ”

Hearing this, Ning Nan waved his hand: "It's all my own people, don't talk about this." ”

Mu Xiran really didn't say anything more. just nodded seriously and kept Ning Nan's goodness in mind.

"...... Uproar"

In front of the throne, the middle-aged man suddenly moved and slowly walked down the steps step by step.

His eyes were still blank, but he had locked onto something.

------ the Primal Immortal Demon Sword on the ground!

Ning Nan came back to his senses, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his hand to withdraw the Taichu Immortal Demon Sword.

But he didn't wait for him to move.

The middle-aged man raised his hand violently and ingested it directly in the air!

The Primal Immortal Demon Sword was uncontrollable and crashed into his hands!

The huge impact made the middle-aged man's body tremble slightly.

You know, just now he took Ning Nan's sword directly with his head!

Now, he actually showed such a "weak and can't help but wind" look, Ning Nan just watched, even though he knew that the other party didn't mean anything else, but he still felt that the other party was mocking him!

Taking a deep breath, Ning Nan's hand was already pinched.

As long as there is anything wrong, he can react at the first time and make the most correct response.

As for the Primal Immortal Demon Sword that temporarily fell into the hands of that man, Ning Nan didn't care at all for the time being.

After all, the Primal Immortal Demon Sword had already recognized its master.

Moreover, after all, it was created by the founder of the Immortal Ancient Era, no matter how strong this middle-aged man is, it is impossible to surpass the Holy Lord, right?

Therefore, Ning Nan was not worried about the safety of the Primal Immortal Demon Sword at all.

Just stared intently at the middle-aged man.

Prepare for the worst.

Beside him, Mu Xiran saw Ning Nan's expression suddenly change, although he didn't know what was going on, he was still on the guard with Ning Nan.

Both of them stared at the blank middle-aged man.

I don't know what tricks he's going to do.

The middle-aged man looked at the Taichu Immortal Demon Sword over and over for a long time, and the confusion in his eyes slowly dissipated.

In the end, there was even a ray of light.

But at this time, the Taichu Immortal Demon Sword suddenly shook, and directly broke free from the middle-aged man's hand, turned into a streamer, and returned to Ning Nan's body.

The middle-aged man's gaze followed its tail flame, slowly locking on to Ningnan.

The pressure like a mountain directly enveloped Ningnan.

Ning Nan's face changed drastically.

Just as he was about to move, the middle-aged man had already teleported in front of him!

Ning Nan only felt that he was cold, and then, he lost control of his body!

Numb!

"Sacred Sword ......"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pressed Ning Nan's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

His hands were cold and had no temperature, which was ample proof that he was a dead man.

But the power in that hand made Ning Nan unable to break free even if he tried his best.

This strange existence made Ning Nan's heart almost jump to his throat.

Pale and sweating!

Mu Xiran on the side wanted to make a move, but his face changed suddenly.

Because she also discovered the fact that she couldn't move!

At this moment, the scene is really man-made for the knife and I for the fish!

"Buzz ......"

A mysterious trilling sound sounded in the middle-aged man's body.

Ning Nanxian didn't know what this was, but soon, his expression suddenly became painful.

In the lower abdomen, I don't know why, there was a tearing pain.

It's like having two hands, grabbing a piece of meat, exerting force in both directions.

"Holy Sword, Holy Sword, Holy Sword!"

The middle-aged man's mouth repeated the word frantically and mechanically.

In his eyes, there was a divine light called greed.

He wants to get the Primal Immortal Demon Sword!

Ning Nan's heart froze, and he immediately understood the reason why this person suddenly became so crazy!

Did the Primal Immortal Demon Sword have such a great attraction to this dead man?

Ning Nan's heart was a little incredulous.

After all, in his opinion, this guy is dead, and the Primal Immortal Demon Sword is of no use to him.

Could it be that he can still rely on this sword to obtain the inheritance of the Holy Lord?

Or, can you still use this sword to resurrect?

Isn't that a fantasy?

"Venerable Lord, strictly speaking, the Primal Immortal Demon Sword he wants to get has a chance to resurrect him. ”

Suddenly, Xiao Jiu's voice sounded.

When Ning Nan heard this, his face changed slightly.

Can the Primal Immortal Demon Sword resurrect this supreme powerhouse?

I don't know how long it will take to easily suppress him Ning Nan, so if he is resurrected, with the strength of this family, won't the entire immortal domain become this guy's back garden?

Belch...... By the way, why did Sister Jiu'er appear again?

Only then did Ning Nan notice who the person who spoke was.

With a wry smile, he said, "Sister Jiu'er, can you not disappear for a while, and appear for a while, it's really uncomfortable!"

Xiao Jiu smiled and said mysteriously: "Choosing to disappear is naturally for the sake of your lord." ”

"It's not good if it's always there......"

"What's bad?" Ning Nan asked.

Xiao Jiu smiled but did not speak.

Ning Nan didn't ask, he believed that Xiao Jiu must have his own reasons for doing this.

If she doesn't say it, there must be a reason.

In short, Xiao Jiu won't hurt him.

"Buzz ......"

The middle-aged man's hand pressed on top of Ning Nan Tianling's cover, and suddenly, the power output increased several times.

In a very short period of time, Ningnan had a feeling of dizziness!