That heart-pounding feeling was only fleeting, but it was enough to attract Ning Fan's attention.

This Ancient Kingdom War Heavenly Shield is definitely weird... It's just that for some reason, on the surface, it looks ordinary, and there is nothing strange about it...

On the surface, this shield is rusty, the aura is dim, and there are even many cracks and gaps, although it is the grade of the acquired four nirvana, it is too shabby, there is not much power left, and the defense may not be as good as some intact nirvana magic weapons.

Why did such a magic weapon give Ning Fan a feeling of shock...

Maybe there is a great mystery in this shield, and even Ning Fan in the second realm of heaven and man can't see through it.

Or maybe the heart-pounding feeling is just an illusion...

Ning Fan was silent for a while, and finally made a decision. Whether it is the thunder shield or the Dongshan shield, the left and right are just the magic weapons of the eight Nirvanas the day after tomorrow, which are dispensable.

Only this ancient country battle heavenly shield, he can't see through it. If that feeling of horror is not an illusion, this shield must be extraordinary.

"I want this shield!"

Ning Fan's eyes were decided, and he exchanged the Lingxiao Shield in his hand for the Ancient Kingdom Battle Heavenly Shield.

The face of the four generations of barbarian gods was frosty, she could never have imagined that Ning Fan could see through the extraordinariness of the Zhantian shield and choose this shield.

This son chose a shield magic weapon at the beginning, which may be explained by coincidence. But this time, it's no coincidence. This son definitely felt the extraordinaryness of the Zhantian Shield, so he deliberately chose this shield!

If it weren't for Ning Fan's identity as a cang-robbing spirit, the four generations of barbarian gods really wanted to praise Ning Fan.

"Trouble. Once this son chooses this shield, he can be regarded as the inheritor of the Dao Barbarian lineage, even if he is a Taicang Tribulation Spirit, he will not be attacked by the barbarian corpses here. This is a rule set by the first barbarian gods, and even I can't break it. ”

"If you want to kill this son in the ancient barbarian tomb, I'm afraid it's not easy, and if you're not careful, you may be inherited by this son Dao Barbarian holy relics..."

The four generations of barbarian gods sighed faintly. The tone was quite unwilling.

She could already foresee the scene of Ning Fan coming all the way to the seventh layer unimpeded.

This qiē is only because Ning Fan chose the shield of inheritance in the third layer.

This Ancient Kingdom Battle Heavenly Shield itself is just a damaged magic weapon, with ordinary defensive power, not worth mentioning, but it has a very special meaning because it contains a heritage mark of the first generation of Barbarian Divine Dao Barbarian Mountain.

Dao Man Mountain is the first generation of barbarian gods in the ancient barbarian realm, and it is also the strongest generation of barbarian gods. He planted a mark that even some saints could not see. Ning Fan also couldn't see through it, at most he could vaguely detect that this shield was extraordinary. It's extremely rare.

Those who hold this shield are considered to be the inheritors of Daoman Mountain, and they have the opportunity to be tested and obtain the inheritance relics of Daoman Mountain.

Those who hold this shield, regardless of their status, will be protected by Dao Barbarian Mountain, and will not be attacked in any way within the Ancient Barbarian Tomb.

This is the rule set by the first generation of barbarian gods before their deaths, and even the four generations of barbarian gods cannot be violated!

This qiē. Ning Fan didn't know that the Ancient Kingdom Battle Heavenly Shield was just a small shield the size of a palm, and it was cold when he started. There seems to be a remnant of will, vague and invisible.

"This shield is really weird..."

Ning Fan glanced at the Ancient Kingdom Battle Heavenly Shield a few times, and then no longer took this shield to heart. Putting the shield away, he slowly stepped into the teleportation array in the center of the altar.

In the next moment, the ancient and majestic voice sounded slowly.

"In the shield of the Ten Nations. You have chosen the Ancient Kingdom Battle Heavenly Shield, and from this moment on, you are the descendant of my Dao Barbarian lineage, and you are eligible to participate in the Dao Barbarian Trial. The fourth layer, the first level of Daoman, if you pass guò, you can fight the Heavenly Shield of the Ancient Kingdom, and exchange it for one thing from the many relics. ”

At the moment when that voice sounded, the iron boxes between heaven and earth all disappeared, and the teleportation array leading to the fourth layer gradually lit up.

Ning Fan was slightly stunned, he didn't know that if he chose the Ancient Kingdom Battle Heavenly Shield, he would become a Dao Barbarian descendant.

What is the first level of Dao Man, Dao Man's trial, and Dao Man's first level, he doesn't know. The only thing he knew was that there was something extraordinary about this shield, and he was not mistaken.

With the power of the teleportation array, Ning Fan entered the fourth layer of the Ancient Barbarian Tomb.

On the fourth layer of the ancient barbarian tomb, there are only a few hundred corpses of barbarian cultivators, and each of them is a corpse of broken thoughts.

The moment Ning Fan stepped into the fourth layer, a barbarian corpse staggered up from the ground, his eyes bursting with monstrous murderous intent.

There was a roar, rising into the sky.

"Kill the Soul of the Heavens!"

"The protector is immortal!"

"Kill!"

A single broken thought kills, Ning Fan is not afraid. But more than 100 broken thoughts and killing machines were superimposed, and they could not be ignored by Ning Fan.

More than a hundred broken thoughts joined forces, and even the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable had to fight hard.

Locked by more than a hundred shattered thoughts and killing machines, Ning Fan naturally didn't dare to slack off, revealing a look like a great enemy, urging the robbery force around him to the extreme.

Dressed in white and shining red, Ning Fan at this moment, even in the face of the siege of hundreds of broken thoughts, he was not afraid. Now he has the strength to deal with the situation in front of him!

It's going to be a tough battle, but he's not going to lose!

On the ancient battlefield, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and the killing machine was surging. Finally, one by one, the Broken Mind Manxiu launched an attack on Ning Fan.

Ning Fan was about to make a move, but a streamer flew out on its own, protecting him in front of him.

That streamer is the Ancient Kingdom Battle Heavenly Shield!

As soon as the Zhan Tian Shield appeared, the hundreds of barbarian cultivators who were originally murderous were all shocked, and they stopped their steps.

No one dares to make a move on Ning Fan, and no one dares to shout at Ning Fan anymore!

But I saw that on the originally ordinary Zhantian Shield, an ancient mark of a dark red hill suddenly appeared.

As soon as this mark appeared, there was suddenly an earth-shaking coercion, sweeping towards the entire fourth layer of heaven and earth.

The strength of that coercion has long exceeded Ning Fan's understanding, it is the difference in realm, it is the coercion of a real saint, and there is no way to resist it!

Fortunately, this coercion had no intention of hurting people, it was only fleeting, but it was enough to shake people's hearts, making Ning Fan feel frightened again. He finally understood why the mediocre Ancient Kingdom Battle Heavenly Shield could give him a sense of horror.

It turned out that there was once a saint who cultivated to the heavens, and planted a mark in this small shield!

That coercion, too strong... Ning Fan secretly compared in his heart, afraid that the immortal and chaotic ancient level characters did not have such coercion.

This person's strength is much more than that of immortality and chaos. A lot...

"This son holds the shield of the ancient country, and he is the descendant of the Dao Barbarian, and those who hurt him will be punished by the old man's finger and will not be tolerated!"

At this moment, there was a voice between heaven and earth, which sounded slowly.

This voice is clearly the same as the majestic old voice before.

This voice was actually on Ning Fan's side, intending to defend Ning Fan.

The voice was not harsh. But no one dared to ignore his order!

Just because this voice is the voice of the first generation of barbarian gods and barbarian mountains, his will, no barbarian cultivator dares to disobey it!

One by one, they looked at Ning Fan unwillingly, with the order of Dao Manshan, they didn't dare to make a move on Ning Fan, so they could only turn back into corpses. Fall to the ground.

The fourth-generation barbarian god on the seventh floor smiled bitterly, she had already foreseen this scene. As long as this son chooses the shield of inheritance, no brute cultivator will dare to hurt him.

Even if this son is an enemy of the ancient barbarian realm... Too Heavenly...

"This son chose the shield of inheritance, and he is the descendant of the Dao Barbarian. No one in the ancient barbarian tomb dared to hurt him, but it didn't mean that he could get out of this place alive. The Taoist is a barbarian descendant, and he needs to undergo three levels of trial, and that trial is extremely dangerous. Even if I go to participate, at most I can only pass the first level, and the second level will definitely fall... This son's cultivation is not high. Most of them can't even pass the first level. The fourth layer may be the place where his bones are buried..."

In the fourth layer, Ning Fan's eyes were slightly condensed, watching the scene of the group of corpses falling back to the ground.

Unexpectedly, after choosing the Ancient Kingdom Battle Heavenly Shield, he would be protected, so that he should not be attacked by barbarian corpses in the ancient barbarian tomb.

Is this a benefit of choosing the Battle Sky Shield...

Thundered!

With a loud bang, a first-step ladder appeared in the sky, and at the end of the ladder was the altar teleportation array leading to the fifth layer.

There are also chests made of red copper, floating in the air, and each box has a flow of treasure light, showing the extraordinary items in the box.

This time, with Ning Fan's second realm of vision, he couldn't see what was in the box. The seals on these copper boxes are too high.

He didn't bother to care about what's in the box, and at this moment, there was a phantom that slowly came out and appeared on the altar, standing with his hands in his hands.

The phantom was vaguely an old man in red, with a very old appearance, a rickety back, a dry and thin body, but his eyes were as bright as the starry sky.

On the old man's forehead, there was a mark of a dark red mountain, and there was a faint monstrous ferocity, which actually gave Ning Fan a sense of bloodthirstiness.

Behind the old man, there were vaguely three rings, looming, and they were taken into his body by his thoughts.

Those three rings are clearly saint rings that only true saints can have!

But in Ning Fan's impression, even if he is the first saint, there should be only one saint ring, but this old man in red has three saint rings...

What kind of cultivation is he!

"I'm the first generation of barbarian gods... After death, the shadow of the mountains and seas will be left behind... Ancient and modern..."

"It's you, have you chosen the Shield of Inheritance..."The old man in red said in a majestic voice, this sentence was not a question, but an affirmation.

"In this case, you are qualified to accept the trial of my Dao lineage, this is the first level, and no one will disturb your trial. ”

"If you pass the trial, you are eligible to exchange the Shield of the Heavens for one of the old man's many relics. If you lose, you die..."

"Now, the trial begins. ”

After the old man in red finished speaking, his body immediately turned into speckled broken shadows and drifted away, not giving Ning Fan a chance to refuse at all.

Before Ning Fan could digest the huge information in the old man's words, there had been an astonishing change in heaven and earth.

One by one, the copper chests disappeared in an instant, the ladder disappeared, the altar disappeared, and the qiē in the sky all disappeared.

But there was an ancient mountain peak of dark red, slowly appearing in the sky.

At the moment when this mountain peak appeared, a huge will that was enough to crush the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable suddenly descended on Ning Fan.

The four generations of barbarian gods raised their eyebrows and sighed faintly.

She had to admit that Ning Fan was very good, and the person who could obtain the status of a Dao Barbarian heir could not be excellent.

But no matter how good it is, I'm afraid it will stop at the fourth layer. The first level of Dao Man is called the Pass of Will. Only those who survived the seventeen breaths under the will of the first barbarian god can be regarded as passing the test.

The cultivation of the first generation of barbarian gods is too high, and those who can hold up seventeen breaths under his will must at least be the peak Immortal Emperor.

"Seventeen breaths, this son can't hold on. This son's strength is close to the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable, but he is not a real Immortal Venerable, and the fourth breath is probably the limit of this son..."The four generations of barbarian gods secretly said in their hearts.

The first breath.

Under the suppression of that huge will. Ning Fan was hit hard, took three steps back, and stabilized his body in the fourth step, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

There was a faint anger in his eyes.

He doesn't care what the first level is or not, he doesn't like the feeling of being suppressed by the will of others.

His will has been tempered for millions of years as early as in the Three Illusions of Duzhen. He is not afraid of anyone's will to suppress it, even if the other party is the first generation of barbarian gods and barbarian mountains!

The second breath.

Above the sky, except for the dark red mountains. It also conjured up a dark red sea.

Under the mountains and seas, the will that befell Ning Fan immediately increased several times. An invisible force pushed Ning Fan to keep going backwards, and every time he took a step back, he would definitely cough up a mouthful of blood.

By the third breath, a mountain and two seas had already appeared in the sky. In the fourth breath, there was another mountain in the sky.

The power of will descended from Dao Man Mountain was beyond the scope of any Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable.

Under the suppression of this will, Ning Fan's injuries became more and more serious. Consciousness began to blur, and finally in the fifth breath, unbearable, there was a bang. Violent death.

"You have exceeded my expectations to survive to the fifth breath, but unfortunately, you still died after all. ”

"It seems that my previous worries were unnecessary. Even if you choose the Inheritance Shield, you are not qualified to inherit the holy relics of my Dao Barbarian lineage, the Ancient Kingdom Extermination Shield..."

The four generations of barbarian gods sighed faintly. There was a feeling of regret.

Ning Fan is indeed very good, he can cross the eighth loss, he is definitely a rare talent in the future generations, if he is not too Cang Tribulation Spirit, it is also a good thing for him to inherit the Dao Barbarian Holy Relic.

"If he wasn't too a calamity spirit, I would help him, help him break through the three levels of barbarism, and get the approval of the holy relics... It's a pity that his identity can't be changed, and I won't help the enemy clan cultivate..."

"Since the fall of the first generation of barbarian gods, there have only been four inheritors in total, and the first three, even with the help of the barbarian gods of later generations, will not be able to reach the third level. This son is the fourth person... It's a shame..."

The four generations of barbarian gods only thought that Ning Fan had died violently.

The eyeball monster in the outside world also seemed to have sensed at this moment, and it actually woke up from the charm.

"It's dead! That stinky boy died in the eighth loss! It's really a big game now! Without him, how can the old man kill Yin Mo!"

"It's all my fault! If I hadn't insisted on seeing the beauty and forcing him to cross the eighth loss, he wouldn't have died... If I hadn't been immersed in beauty and couldn't extricate myself, I wouldn't have had time to save him... It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

"Immortal big brother, little brother is sorry for you! Little brother can't help you hate it..."

The eyeball monster's heart was full of remorse, and he really wanted to slap himself a few times, but unfortunately, he didn't have a hand...

Ning Fan is his biggest hole card to kill Yin Mo, how can he die, how can he die...

The eyeball monster only thought that Ning Fan was dead, and the four generations of barbarian gods also thought that Ning Fan was dead.

Only Ning Fan knew that he had not died at all, and when he was about to die, he did not hesitate to urge the power of the Phantom Life Pill.

Sixth breath!

On the fourth floor of the empty ancient barbarian tomb, where Ning Fan died violently, a flame that seemed to be illusory suddenly appeared.

The flame burned more and more, and gradually became a person's height, and in the next moment, Ning Fan was dressed in white and walked out of the fire unscathed.

Not only did he not die, but he survived to the sixth breath!

"How is that possible? It's still alive!" "Whether it is the four generations of barbarian gods, or the eyeball monsters, they all showed shocked faces at this moment.

They couldn't understand why Ning Fan, who had obviously 'died of violence', was able to reborn and reappear.

What kind of experience the two of them had, they thought of several possibilities in just a moment, but they couldn't ask Ning Fan for verification.

It is not that there are no life-saving means that can be resurrected from the dead, but without exception, they are all things that are difficult for the Immortal Emperor to find.

This son even has this kind of means to protect himself, but he underestimates him...

"It's okay, it's okay, this stinky boy is still alive, haha! It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!"

The four generations of barbarian gods frowned, and she sighed again, not killing Ning Fan, which also made her feel pity.

At this moment, in Ning Fan's dantian, there are still two illusory flames burning, and after urging the medicinal power of the Phantom Life Pill, three illusory fires will be born in the body, which can save life three times, but just now, it was used up once.

"The first generation of barbarian gods is really a terrifying powerhouse. If it weren't for the Phantom Life Pill to save my life, the fifth breath, I would definitely die. ”

"There are two more phantom fires. In an hour, I have two more chances to come back from the dead..."

"The eyeball monster seems to be awake too, and if I can't do anything, I can get out of here at any time and give up the eighth loss. ”

In this way, there are no worries. Since you have used up the Phantom Life Pill, don't waste it. Let's get through this first hurdle!"

The seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth!

Five mountains and five seas have been conjured in the sky. The power of will that emanates is enough to severely damage any immortal king powerhouse.

Since the rebirth of the sixth breath, Ning Fan's body has once again been suppressed by the power of will, and injuries have continued to appear.

At the tenth breath, he was nearing the end of the oil.

On the eleventh breath, Ning Fan was overwhelmed again and died violently.

But in the twelfth breath, he walked out of the illusionary fire and was reborn from the fire.

Twelve breaths only. He died twice, and if he didn't have the Phantom Life Pill to save his life, with his cultivation, he would definitely not be able to pass this barbarian first level.

"There's one last chance to be reborn!"

Ning Fan's eyes were blue. Looking at the six mountains and six seas that gradually appear in the sky.

With every breath, there will be a mountain or a sea in the sky. The barbarian takes the nine mountains and eight seas as the limit, that is to say, the test of the first level of this barbarian. Lasts up to the seventeenth breath!

There is also a chance to be reborn, which is enough to pass the first level of Daoman.

If you pass the first level of Daoman, you can use the ancient country to fight the heavenly shield. Swap for a relic from the original Barbarian Shinto Barbarian Mountain!

Ning Fan's eyes flickered slightly, the Phantom Life Pill was a treasure, and if it was used, the capital must be retrieved.

Daoman Mountain is a saint, and he is not an ordinary saint, he has three saint rings. His relics are definitely good things. Whatever it is, it's enough to compensate for the loss of the Phantom Life Pill.

The thirteenth, fourteenth, fifteenth.

Ning Fan was finally overwhelmed again and died violently. In the sixteenth breath, he was reborn from the fire, and at this moment, eight mountains and eight seas had been conjured in the sky.

The power of will between heaven and earth has exceeded the ability of immortal emperor-level powerhouses.

He had just been reborn from the ashes, and Ning Fan once again bled under the suppression of such willpower.

The three chances of rebirth of the Phantom Life Pill have been exhausted. Next, he could only rely on his own strength to survive seventeen breaths.

If you hold on, you will be able to choose one of the saint's relics and keep it for yourself.

If you can't hold on, you can only give up the eighth loss...

"Stinky boy, I don't know what you're going through at the moment, if you need it, just send out a thought, and the old man will urge you to deceive the heavens and save your life!" The voice of the eyeball monster sounded in Ning Fan's mind at the right time.

Ning Fan didn't reply, just gritted his teeth, stubbornly bone, and held on under the will that turmoil.

Only one breath away, only one breath away...

There is no reason for the Phantom Pill to be used in vain, I will take one of this saint's relics!

Seventeenth breath!

At this moment, all the nine mountains and eight seas in the sky were conjured up, and a pair of illusory eyes appeared in the sky, overlooking Ning Fan.

It was the eyes of Dao Manshan, looking at Ning Fan without sorrow or joy, without any feelings.

At this moment, the power of the will between heaven and earth has reached its peak, and even ordinary saints will be injured under such will!

Ning Fan's eyes had a hint of madness, and in his mind, there were scenes of turning into wild cows, wild fish, and wild butterflies.

His will has been tempered thousands of times, he can be defeated, he can be killed, but his will cannot be wiped out by anyone!

In his eyes, the red glow became more and more vigorous, and in his body, the bloodlines of the four clans were running at the same time.

Under his feet, the shadow of the long river was conjured, and there was a bridge on the river, which was the real bridge of his way.

At this moment, Ning Fan has used all his strength, no matter what, he will survive the seventeenth breath!

It was obviously the last breath, but the feeling it gave Ning Fan was as long as a reincarnation.

The eighteenth breath!

The phantoms of the nine mountains and eight seas have all disappeared.

The ladder, the altar, and the bronze chest are re-transformed.

On the altar, the shadow of the mountains and seas of Daoman Mountain also appeared, and for the first time, there was a look of satisfaction on his face without sadness or joy.

"You, good. With the order of my Dao Barbarian Mountain, I allow you to exchange one of my many relics. ”

This is... A gift from the saints!

"He actually passed the first level of Dao Barbarian with less than the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable!" the four generations of barbarian gods gritted their silver teeth.

Once you have passed the first level of Daoman, you are eligible to take one of the relics from Daoman Mountain.

This son, will he choose the holy relics of the Dao Barbarian clan...

She would rather die a million times than see her clan's holy relics disgraced and fall into the hands of the Tyrannical Spirit.

While the four generations of barbarian gods were struggling in their hearts, Ning Fan frequently gasped and felt dazzled.

The copper boxes in the sky opened one by one, revealing the treasures hidden in them, and the shadow of the mountains and seas of Daoman Mountain, introducing Ning Fan one by one on the side.

And Ning Fan had already boarded the altar and listened to the introduction of Daoman Mountain on the side.

"When the old man pacified the Ten Kingdoms and established the Ancient Barbarian Realm, he took the quasi-holy eyes of the Ten Kingdoms and refined a treasure, which was the [Swinging Heavenly Bead]. Although this bead is only an innate grade, if you sacrifice it with the blood of a saint, it can make the power of this bead skyrocket tenfold, and even a saint can be slightly injured..."

It turned out to be a magic weapon that even a saint could injure! Under a saint, wouldn't this treasure be invincible!

"When the old man traveled to the immortal realm, he once happened to get a Heavenly Lingzhi, it is useless to serve it above the saint, and under the saint, if it is immortal, you can directly have a quasi-saint cultivation!"

It turned out that he had eaten the elixir that directly became a quasi-saint!

"This nameless ancient scroll was written by a certain Taigu Immortal Emperor, and its Chinese characters, the old man did not know, and the record seemed to be some kind of mysterious magical ability..."

It turned out to be a supernatural power secret scroll left by a certain primeval immortal emperor!

"This puppet was accidentally obtained by the old man when he traveled through the wilderness. This puppet... Almost has the strength of the Eight Tribulation Immortal Emperor, it's not too powerful, it's still okay to stay and guard the cave mansion..."

It turned out to be the puppet of the Immortal Emperor who had been cultivated by the Eighth Tribulation of the Ages!

Rao is used to seeing good things, and at this moment, Ning Fan still has an eye-opening feeling.

Compared with the relics of Daoman Mountain, the genius earth treasure he had seen in his life was not worth mentioning at all.

Anything here, take out any one of them, it is enough to cause the four days of crazy robbery of the old monster. The better these things are, the more Ning Fan doesn't know how to choose.

What should I choose?

Inadvertently, Ning Fan's gaze fell on a certain copper box.

In that copper box, there was a fragment of a magic weapon lying alone.

It seems to be a fragment of a shield treasure, dark red in color, like copper but not copper, and the aura is dim, very inconspicuous, and there is no power to see.

"What is this?" Ning Fan asked, pointing to the fragment of the magic weapon.

"What is this thing, the old man doesn't plan to sue you. If you like it, you can take it away, but you can't take anything else. Dao Manshan replied meaningfully.

Before Ning Fan, there were three inheritors who came to Daoman Mountain, but among those three, no one chose this thing.

This son, will you choose this thing... Dao Manshan shook his head slightly, no matter what Ning Fan chosen, he wouldn't care.

After all, he is already a dead man, and his responsibilities in life have been exhausted, and the cause and effect after death have nothing to do with him... (To be continued......)