Chapter 227: Ning Zi Mansion
Feiyun Peak.
The sea of clouds surging like a heavenly river, the mountain breeze was gentle, with a hint of the sweet smell of elixir blowing through Ning Nan's nose.
Even now that the outside has been turned upside down because of his excitement, he doesn't know a trace of news.
Sitting cross-legged on the cloud cliff, immobile as a bell.
Suddenly, Ning Nan opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Purple Mansion ......"
Muttered, and suddenly a punch came out!
Then, in front of him, a gust of wind roared, crackling, and the invisible fist was like a tiger out of the cage, roaring and charging forward.
"The Holy Spirit Heavenly Fist has reached perfection, and if I do it with all my might, an ordinary Qi Refining Realm cultivator is no longer my opponent!"
Feeling this punch, Ning Nan took a deep breath, and then sat down cross-legged again, he looked at the sky, and there was a trace of purple rhyme in his eyes.
"Whether the Purple Mansion can be cultivated depends on this time!"
Ning Nan pinched the seal with both hands, and then suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Purple Qi is coming from the east!"
In the sky, the great sun suddenly turned purple in Ning Nan's eyes, and countless purple qi surged on its surface.
"Come!"
Ning Nan's eyes were cold, and he stretched out his hand to grasp the big day.
He actually wanted to forcibly seize the purple qi!
Cultivating the Purple Mansion, the more purple qi you get when you are about to cultivate, the stronger the Purple Mansion will be.
Ning Nan didn't know what the specific division of the strength and weakness of the Purple Mansion was during the Ancient Immortal Realm period, and he didn't bother to know.
Because, he only needs to know what to do to make the Purple Mansion strong, which requires this, and it is enough!
A wisp of purple qi was reluctantly absorbed by him.
Ning Nan's eyes were slightly cold.
The time to condense the Purple Mansion cannot exceed three hours at most, that is to say, the time for him to absorb the purple qi is only three hours!
Just now, it took him a few minutes, but he only got a wisp of purple qi! This wisp of purple qi was only a condensation of his purple mansion, and it was not as big as a soybean!
If this continues, how much purple qi can he get in three hours? How much can his purple mansion grow?
"Since I, Ningnan, want to become stronger, then naturally I have to be the strongest! I don't care what the division of the Purple Mansion of the Ancient Immortal Realm is, I just want my Purple Mansion to reach the strongest I can!"
"Soul power, scatter!"
A cold flash flashed in Ning Nan's eyes, and in his heart, all his soul power was boiling!
Snatching purple qi, relying on it, is soul power!
If the soul power is not strong enough, then the achievements of the Purple Mansion will be limited!
However, maybe other people's soul power achievements are limited, but his Ning Nan's soul power is something that is really powerful for him!
The realm of the scorching sun, even if it is placed in the original immortal realm, it is also a genius level!
"Come here!"
Ning Nan stared at the round of Ziyang, sneered, and grabbed it with his big hand again!
This time, a large amount of purple qi was directly taken away by him, and the purple yang trembled violently!
After absorbing these purple gases, Ningnan's Purple Mansion suddenly condensed, and it was already the size of a soybean!
"Come again!"
Ning Nan laughed and reached out to grab it again!
That Ziyang seemed to have spirituality, seeing that Ning Nan was still not satisfied, even if it trembled, the purple qi on the surface of his body suddenly condensed into a long knife, and slashed at Ning Nan's big hand!
"Resistance?!"
Ning Nan's heart was shocked, and at this time, he finally had a little epiphany!
Why are the monks of the Ancient Immortal Realm far more powerful than the current monks?
It turns out that they have been seizing the creation of heaven and earth from the very beginning, and this is the real fight with the sky!
Today's fairy realm, although there is also the saying of fighting with the sky, but more often, it still refers to fighting with fate!
There is no figuration at all!
"Fight with the sky, it turns out that the real meaning is like this!"
Thinking of this, Ning Nan looked at the purple qi long knife, and his eyes had become firm.
"But Erl!"
With that, a cold glint suddenly shot out of his eyes.
Soul Attack!
With Ning Nan's soul power realm, his offensive is naturally extremely terrifying!
You must know that even in the Ancient Immortal Realm, there are very few people who have reached such a level of soul power at his age!
Although Ziyang's counterattack was sharp, it was still weaker after all!
The purple qi long knife was directly shattered by Ning Nan's glare, turned into purple qi, and then was directly grabbed and absorbed by Ning Nan!
His Purple Mansion trembled slightly, and it grew a little stronger!
That round of purple sun seemed to sense something, and it exuded a violent aura!
On the surface of his body, countless purple qi long knives suddenly condensed and formed, and even, faintly, there was a figure of a purple qi god condensing!
That Ziyang, it seems that he is going to fight hard!
Ning Nan felt this fierce aura, to be honest, he already had a trace of life and death pressure in his heart!
He knew very well that if he continued to snatch the purple qi, it was very likely that he would encounter an offensive that he could not resist!
After being silent for a while, Ning Nan remembered the blood of the day in Qingcheng Wall, and remembered the misery of her family being ruined and having to go away, and her heart gradually hardened.
"Weakness is the original sin of this world! I really don't want to continue like this......"
"Today, I won't back down!"
"Sword!"
The Taichu Immortal Demon Sword suddenly appeared, Ning Nan held the long sword, stared at Ziyang, chuckled, and said, "Come, try!"
The purple sun trembled suddenly, and the rain of swords fell wildly!
Ning Nan let out a long laugh, didn't dodge or dodge, and let those purple qi long knives come!
It's closer, it's closer, and suddenly, Ning Nan made a move!
With a swing of his sword, he directly smashed all the purple qi long knives that came in front of him!
Those long knives turned into purple qi again, and then, they were directly confined by the Purple Mansion in Ningnan and forcibly absorbed!
"Good time!"
Seeing this, Ning Nan laughed, and was even more confident!
Countless long knives couldn't get close to him at all, but instead became his great tonic!
Ningnan's Purple Mansion is growing rapidly!
One inch, two inches, three inches, up to five inches!
Five-inch purple mansion!
This is in the Ancient Immortal Realm, and it also belongs to the Purple Mansion at the top of the pyramid!
All the purple qi long knives dissipated.
Ning Nan chuckled, "That's it?"
The purple sun trembled suddenly, and a purple qi god stepped on the sea of clouds!
Very strong!
Ning Nan's pupils contracted violently, he didn't even have the certainty of defeating this purple qi godman, and even felt the ultimate danger from that purple qi godman!
Without waiting for him to think about it, the purple qi god suddenly accelerated, and the next moment, he had already appeared in front of Ning Nan!
A huge fist like a mountain smashed into Ningnan!
The fist wind even pressed Ning Nan to the point that it was difficult to even raise her head!
"Good!"
At such a time, Ning Nan suddenly gritted his teeth and laughed.
"Holy Spirit Tyrant Fist!"
He was full of spiritual light, and his spiritual power turned into a crazy torrent and ran at extreme speed, and then, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and the divine light was magnificent!
Then, he soared into the sky!
"Bang!"
A circle of qi waves shook wildly, and the sea of clouds within a radius of several miles was cleared by the residual energy of this blow!
If you stand on the ground, you will find that a regular circular hole like the eye of a typhoon has inexplicably appeared in the sky!
"Die!"
Ning Nan's voice suddenly sounded hideously!