Life and death are all for the Purple Douxian!

Born against the calamity, buried bones without regrets!

It was obviously the words that these ancient corpses said unconsciously, but Ning Fan felt a desolate obsession from them, immortal for eternity.

In life, I only want to be a monk in the Purple Dou Immortal Domain, and when I die, I will also bury my bones for the Purple Dou Immortal Domain!

It is precisely because of such an obsession that these ancient corpses can still unconsciously shout this sentence after countless years of death.

Ning Fan didn't know why these ancient corpses died, but he could clearly feel the unrepentant persistence in each ancient corpse, and vaguely, it confirmed his own persistence.

It turns out that in this world, there is really a kind of attachment that even death cannot be erased.

Roar!

A strange roar called Ning Fan's mind back, and the attack of the twelve ancient corpses was already in an instant, not allowing Ning Fan to have any more comprehension.

Only against one ancient corpse, Ning Fan could barely advance and retreat calmly, and now against twelve ancient corpses at the same time, he suddenly had a heavy sense of oppression.

You must know that these ancient corpses are physically strong, once they get close, they can smash down with a casual fist, which is enough to blast away the twelve nirvana magic weapons and severely damage the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortals!

Ning Fan's eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, he suddenly raised his hand, slashed the clutch sword, and without hesitation, he used the third sword among the five swords of yin and yang, the sword of killing people.

The human sword can cut off the number of lives of the Great Dao and destroy all kinds of undead creatures. This sword