Ning Fan carried Hou Yong, got off the Qimeilou boat, and temporarily separated from Yin Suqiu and others.

With Ning Fan's gaze, he could see at a glance that a faint mark of demonic power had been planted on the jade box containing the heavenly relics. That team of demon clans, tracking Hou Yun, mostly relied on this mark.

The so-called Purple Wind Demon Lieutenant will most likely also track the imprint, and after capturing the purple, he will take Hou Hui back to his sect to help him become the sect master, and use his name to loot the Wei sect within 100,000 miles, which is Ning Fan's plan.

The act of looting is bound to offend the forces of the Wei State, and it is better to use Hou Yu and his sect to carry the black cauldron.

The building boat flew slowly, and afterwards, Ning Fan would catch up with the building ship with his teleportation magic power and go to Dajin together.

He landed on a mangyuan in the land west of the Wei River, called Hexi Yuan.

He did not erase the mark of the jade box, but waited, waited for the purple wind, and threw himself into the net! So this Hexi Plain was the place of a battle.

Hou Yong on the side was planted and banned, trembling.

He is not a fool, Ning Fan held the jade box in his hand and waited with a big grin, who else could he wait for besides waiting for the so-called Purple Wind Demon Captain.

"After this Zhou Ming, I am going to fight the battle of Yuanying with the Purple Wind Demon Captain, but I was dragged into it, I hope it will not be affected."

He sighed secretly, he was already extremely afraid of Ning Fan, and even this fear was still above the Purple Wind Demon Captain who had never met.

Taking advantage of this demon chaos, the lower-level Xiuzhen country like the Wei State not only appeared as a primordial old demon, but also appeared as a primordial old monster in the rain hall.

Hou Yong's blessings are not small, he was fortunate to see a rain hall master and the old demon of the primordial baby, but even if the fighting method was at the critical point, the two of them did not use such a terrifying spell as the 'Ink Flow Distraction Technique'.

Perhaps, Ning Fan is more powerful than the purple-haired banshee

But why did he provoke this evil star, and he was planted in vain.

"Hey, the passing year is not good, I got on the thief ship and hit the evil star" Hou Yong secretly slandered, but on his face, he didn't dare to show a trace of dissatisfaction.

While he was slandering, Ning Fan was closing his eyes and waiting, allowing his breath to become one with this wasteland.

One of the gains of the cultivation of witchcraft is the feeling of being in harmony with heaven and earth.

He didn't underestimate Zi Feng in any way, the banshee in the early stage of the Yuan Infant may be more powerful than the Flower Killer, or it may be weaker, but she must have a blood-colored rune and a life-saving means - a god strike.

But Ning Fan was still sure of victory, because that purple wind was a banshee! He was not afraid of women

When the momentum is gathered, a stick of incense passes.

Outside the sky, a frenzied demonic wind swept in, causing several Wei monks near the Hexi Plains to scatter and flee one after another.

And in that gust of demon wind, hundreds of soul-melting demon beasts immediately flew out, as well as demon soldiers who cast secret methods and were half-human and half-demon, and there were even fierce beasts and demons in the Jindan period.

The scattered demon clan began to hunt and kill the scattered monks, and several monks died tragically immediately. And in the demon wind, a purple light, several flickering, but it came straight to Ning Fan.

The purple light, with gusts of incense, and monstrous anger. In the purple light, a banshee with a slender figure and purple hair like a waterfall looked at Ning Fan, slightly surprised. With the imprint planted in the body of the demon guard, he already knew that the two demon guards before and after were killed by people. The one who holds the jade box is not a soul melting junior

"Could it be that the one who killed my vanguard demon guard was just a junior of the Melting Spirit?"

She has an excellent figure, her breasts are half exposed, and she has endless charm, but her appearance is like that of the Lady of the Camellias, and all kinds of scars are miserable. The banshee snorted, smelled the blood of the demon clan on Ning Fan's body, and her heart sank, and she was convinced that it was Ning Fan who killed her demon guard.

The Soul Melting Monk was able to kill the Jindan Demon Guard, which was a bit interesting, but it was nothing more than that. Under the Yuan Baby, what is the melting spirit!

She stood in mid-air, with an ugly face, sneering,

"Terran junior, I have a demon guard under my command, but you killed it?"

"What do you say? Ning Fan said indifferently.

"Hmph, it looks like it's you! So, you can die! Hexistic, Nine Purple Purple!"

This female personality doesn't seem to have the meaning of talking nonsense with Ning Fan at all. Immediately, on the Hexi Plain, there was a sudden roll of incense winds, all with purple poisonous mist, a total of nine, as soon as the poisonous mist opened, it immediately turned into nine purple tornadoes thousands of feet high, and rolled wildly from the west. Everywhere I passed, on the plains of Hexi, the verdant pastures within dozens of miles began to wither, and after a while, they finally turned into grass ash and scattered.

The woman's fingertips are elegant, skillful, and fast, compared to them, Ning Fan's ascetic April fingering speed is simply insignificant.

"This is, the master of the demon clan" Ning Fan's eyes sank, the more he understood the demon arts, the more he could see that the demon skills performed by this woman were extraordinary.

Thoughts become the wind, the wind dyes purple, the purple becomes incense, the incense melts the fog, and the fog becomes a tornado

Nine purple tornadoes, with wisps of wind poison, melt the spiritual monks, and if they strayed into it, they would turn into pus and blood in an instant. is an old monster of Jindan, who strayed into the wind, and it is difficult to protect himself, let alone the grass.

Under this wind, Hou Yong trembled with fright, and he deeply remembered how many Jin Dan and Soul Melting Masters of the Wei State had turned their poisonous hair into clumps of pus and blood under the purple wind of the purple-haired banshee.

And the Purple Wind Demon Captain, this word Purple Wind, is how it came about.

This poison, unless the cultivation reaches the late stage of Jindan, it cannot completely resist this demonic art, but it is extraordinary.

But it's just that, extraordinary!

"Sword thoughts, extinguish!"

Ning Fan snorted indifferently, the sword qi in his eyes was horizontal, at this moment, his mind blended with the earth, and even his sword thoughts had a trace of vast charm. made the banshee's heart suddenly rise with an illusion, at this moment, what she was facing was not Ning Fan, but the spiritual veins of the entire Hexi Plains.

Ask the vast earth, who is the lord of ups and downs!

The ink-colored sword thought spread out in the air, and a sword thought comparable to the strength of the purple wind swept away!

Under this sword intent, thousands of miles of land were shrouded in ink-colored sword qi.

The teams of demon beasts and demon soldiers brought by the purple-haired banshee screamed endlessly under this sword thought, and their bodies were shattered into blood and mud and forgotten.

As for the purple tornadoes that swept from all directions, they were submerged into the eye of the storm by the ink-colored sword qi, and they were scattered from the inside out.

Only a few demon beasts and demon soldiers above the middle stage of Jindan were able to save their lives in the wailing, but they were not lightly injured.

One way to break the nine purple techniques, one to destroy hundreds of demon beasts, even the purple-haired banshee is well-informed, and she can't help but be secretly shocked.

"Jian Nian! I can't imagine that you have such a thing to restrain demonic magic!"

was melted by Ning Fan's soul and broke the spell with a sword mind, and the purple-haired banshee was so surprised that she couldn't speak for a while.

The power of this sword thought is not enough to hurt himself, but it is enough to make himself pay attention to it.

This son should not be underestimated, he is only a fusion of spirits, and he has mastered sword thoughts, and he can never be an unknown person.

It's just a heavenly relic, she is determined to get it, and it is impossible for her to be intimidated by the sword thought. And the first round of fighting, which ended with no victory and undefeated, for her, it can be regarded as an insult to the master of Yuanying and a tie with the junior Rongling!

"One blow, and you will die!"

She was moved with murderous intent, but her voice was extremely good, which did not match her ugly appearance, and this voice was mixed with a trace of demonic power, which had the power to charm and seduc, but it was ineffective against Ning Fan.

And the banshee didn't notice at all that in the process of fighting between the demon and the sword mind, the distance between Ning Fan and the banshee was secretly shortened to five hundred zhang.

Ning Fan didn't come up to perform the strongest technique, which might force the banshee to fight for her life and use her hole cards.

Ning Fan wants to dismantle the banshee's vigilance on the one hand, and on the other hand, approach the banshee, use the yin finger to capture the banshee!

In the first round, the winner was scored,

In the second round, the banshee decided not to keep her hand any longer. She patted the storage bag and took out a semi-superb purple flying sword, exuding bursts of quaint aura, blowing a breath of primordial infant qi, and the flying sword immediately turned into a zhang long. The purple light was revealed, the sword qi was mighty, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ning Fan, like a flying lightning split, unstoppable! And this sword light was extremely weird, it would flicker, just like the teleportation of the Yuanying monk, every time the sword light flickered, it could move out of a hundred zhang distance, only a few flashes, instantaneous scenes, and the sword light had pierced in front of Ning Fan!

This sword light is too fast! Even Ning Fan was slightly moved.

"What a fast sword! This is a transformation-level spiritual supernatural power, a 'teleportation' supernatural power!"

That flickering sword light was the art of spiritual possession.

The teleportation of the flying sword is the most difficult to catch, it is very easy to catch the flying sword with the body, and it is difficult to block it with the flying sword.

In the eyes of the banshee, there was a hint of pride, although this sword is not the best, but the level of spiritual supernatural powers is high, but it may not be comparable to the best magic weapon.

The only way to break this supernatural power is to achieve the cultivation of the Yuan Infant, understand the vitality of heaven and earth, and use means to break the heaven and earth vitality of the flying sword, and control the teleportation of the flying sword, so that this sword can be blocked. Monk Jindan, unable to comprehend the vitality, wants to block this sword, the only way to resist is to defend hard!

Ning Fan was not a real Yuan Infant, he couldn't control the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force, and he couldn't stop the flying sword from teleporting.

But he has a strong enough defensive technique to block this flying sword!

Its figure turned into a long rainbow, flying back thousands of feet, but in its eyes, there was a trace of its agility.

With the movement of his divine thoughts, an ink-colored divine thought turned into a streamer, wrapping Ning Fan in a black giant egg, and like a giant cocoon, wrapping this body in it.

And the originally powerful flying sword, pierced on the black streamer, was obviously just a divine thought barrier, formless and incorporeal, but it seemed to be slashed at the copper wall, only half an inch pierced, and it could not break the black light defense at all.

The second trick of "Reciting the Divine Formula" - 'Reciting the Secret of Thought'! With the early stage of the Yuan Infant Divine Thought, it is enough to resist the full force of the Yuan Infant Monk!

The purple-haired banshee was slightly stunned, puzzled.

Divine Thoughts Transform into Walls, Could it be that Ning Fan is performing demonic arts? But since it is demonic magic, why didn't he pinch the trick? No, no! This technique is different from the demonic art of borrowing telekinesis, it is not a telekinetic borrowing method, but a fundamental defense of divine thoughts themselves!

This technique can definitely be regarded as a purple-haired banshee, and she has only seen it in her life!

But what just surprised her happened immediately.

But after seeing Ning Fan blocking the flying sword, the thunder star flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and a thunder light appeared on his right finger, and he lightly pointed at the flying sword, and immediately, the flying sword seemed to be a heavy blow, and the sword body trembled.

The banshee couldn't imagine how strong Ning Fan's physical body was, so that without performing any alchemy, she could point out a crack with a half-step superb magic weapon with one finger and destroy her spirituality!

At this moment, she realized that she was afraid that she had underestimated the insignificant 'Soul Melting Junior' in front of her.

And she also realized that the distance between herself and Ning Fan had been narrowed by 200 zhang.

Thinking of Ning Fan's terrifying alchemy, the banshee's scalp was slightly numb, and she immediately flashed away, trying to distance herself from Ning Fan.

But, it's too late.

In the two attacks, Ning Fan did not exert all his strength, in order to make the banshee negligent and easy to approach.

At a distance of two hundred feet, it is already difficult for her to escape!

In an instant, there was a murderous flash in Ning Fan's eyes, a thunder star flashed in his eyebrows, and the sky was full of thunder, dancing in the clear sky!

Thunder Star!

Under his finger, the thunder in the sky seemed to be triggered by it, turning into a sea of thunder, and the banshee was involved in it.

The timing of this thunder was too poisonous and unexpected for the banshee, and what shocked the banshee was that the mere Soul Fusion Monk in front of her could actually control the heavenly thunder! One thunderbolt after another, drawing the ground as a prison, blocking the banshee's retreat, and sending out thunderbolts from all sides, locking it so that it could not teleport at all.

And taking advantage of the opportunity when the banshee was trapped, Ning Fan's black mangs moved around him, and he actually performed a teleportation!

A teleportation, he was already extremely close to the banshee across the sea of thunder.

And at such a close distance, the banshee suddenly felt an irresistible aura from Ning Fan's body.

What kind of breath is that, it makes me feel that I am powerless to break free, but to sink!

Thunder, it is difficult to escape in a moment.

The unknown danger is hidden in Ning Fan's body, and it is approaching her step by step!

Do you want to use the eyebrow rune and use the power of the demon general's blow?

The banshee hesitated, but she was afraid that she had misestimated Ning Fan's strength and wasted her precious chance to save her life. Perhaps, that sense of crisis is an illusion, just melting the spirit, no matter how against the sky, how can he give himself an irresistible feeling that he is not a god cultivator.

The banshee pinched her ten fingers, cast a witchcraft, and constantly weakened the thunder blockade, and at the same time her face was angry, and she said coquettishly,

"Wait for the demon guards, you still have to watch the battle until when! Quickly stop this person for this captain!"

As soon as she thought that she needed the help of a demon guard to deal with a melting spirit, the banshee felt aggrieved. However, who let himself be careless and was summoned by the other party to break the thunder, it will take some time, and during this time, Ning Fan will never be allowed to teleport and sneak attack.

Hundreds of demon clans were killed by Ning Fan's sword thoughts, and there were only more than ten demon clans in the middle and late stages of Jindan, these demons were really afraid of Ning Fan, and they didn't dare to get involved in the battlefield, but they didn't dare to leave without permission.

But being ordered by the banshee, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, turn into a retreat, block in front of the banshee, and delay Ning Fan for a moment for the banshee.

Blocking for a moment is enough Once the banshee breaks free from the thunder, it will naturally block Ning Fan, and the demons don't need to interfere.

It's just that these demon clans can't help but think too highly of themselves.

Facing the demons, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly covered with a layer of coldness, which was different from Jian Nian!

The bones around his body, with a click, a punch, actually performed an infant-level alchemy technique, and the ice shattered!

The fist came out, and the ice shattered! Thousands of heavens and earths seemed to freeze, but under the power of the fist, after a fierce shock, the ice collapsed.

And in the crisp cracking sound, the demon clans in the middle and late stages of Jindan were like ice cubes, and their bodies were weak and couldn't help the wind, and they shattered into pieces of ice chips one after another, and they were all killed! No matter how strong the demon clan was, under this punch, they couldn't resist one or two at all.

At this moment, he is close to the thunder sea, Ning Fan, no longer keep his hands!

He wants, catch the banshee!

The banshee never imagined that Ning Fan actually had a strong body that destroyed the demons with one punch, since she had such a body, why didn't she use it in the first shot, if so, she would definitely be invincible, and the only one who escaped!

Could it be that he deliberately showed weakness in order to make me negligent and capture me alive!

Her pretty face changed color for the first time, and the strength of Ning Fan in front of her was far beyond her expectations!

She has no certainty of victory, even if she fights to the death, she only has a three-percent chance of winning, and under the thunder, she has been slightly injured.

I underestimated Ning Fan's strength! It seems that it is difficult to grab the relics today, unless, use the hole card, but the hole card, only once, she is reluctant to use.

The thunder light has not been completely broken, but the banshee knows that she can no longer wait.

Use her hole cards to retreat temporarily, and she must choose one of the two!

"That's it, retreat today, kill this person again tomorrow, and take the relics!"

The banshee's eyes were fierce, her silver teeth were bitten, regardless of the thunder, she patted the storage bag, took out a few ancient demon talismans, slapped them on her chest, and immediately the demonic spirit rolled out, and she forcibly broke through the thunder and left.

It's a pity that Rao has a talisman to add to his body, and under several thunderbolts, the talisman immediately turned into ashes and disappeared, and when the banshee barely rushed out of the thunder, it was already affected by the thunder, and the injury was not light.

This is the price of forcibly resisting thunder, thunder is a catastrophe, how can a monk stop, regardless of people, demons, under the thunder, only be careful to cross the catastrophe, as for the mortal legend of the gods to resist the thunderstorm, it is mostly a fool's dream. There are only a few gods and demons who can block thunder with their bodies

As soon as the thunder came out, she immediately teleported and left.

But behind him, Ning Fan's black light flashed and teleported out,

One of its punches shattered, hitting the place where the banshee teleported, frozen thousands of feet, shattered in one breath!

"Shattered!"

In Ning Fan's cold voice, under the power of his fist, the clear sky shattered, and the banshee also vomited blood and fell.

And in the fist power, there seems to be an extremely cold force, once it enters the body, it is difficult to erase.

"Is this a magic spell?! How did he plant it!"

The banshee's demonic power began to stagnate, slowly, and even, not enough to urge the teleportation to escape, and even, it was difficult to even fly, so she could only grit her teeth and fall from the sky.

Forcibly forcing out this cold power with demonic power is in vain!

"This is the Yin Picking Finger, from today on, you are no longer the Twelve Companion Demons, but my Ding Furnace!"

Ning Fan's voice sounded behind the cold herself, and she clicked dozens of times in the banshee's vest.

A heavy collection of yin finger power, submerged into the vest, so that the banshee's delicate body became softer and softer, and her ugly face began to flush.

"What kind of charm is this, how do you know that I am the companion of the demon general!" The banshee gritted her teeth and said resentfully, knowing that today, she had fallen into the hands of Ning Fan, because she couldn't even urge the runes in her eyebrows.

If you are careless at the beginning, you shouldn't be bullied by Ning Fan again and again. It would be nice if you directly cast a blow from the demon general

After completely locking up the banshee's demon power, Ning Fan was still not easy.

He remembered that the Banshee of Camellia was locked last time, but she was still able to automatically summon the demon general's phantom from the runes.

This time, he wasn't going to give the phantom a chance to condense.

A finger at the center of the eyebrows, the sword shadow flew away, and at the moment when the blood light rose from the banshee's eyebrows, the tip of the sword immediately stabbed, cutting the blood marks in its heavenly spirit rune. Suddenly, among the runes, a man's muffled snort sounded, but the voice dissipated before it condensed, and this banshee was completely out of control.

"You, you dare to hurt the carp companion!You, you deserve to die!" the banshee's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Shout at me again and you'll regret it. From today on, you are my second Yuan Ying Ding Furnace first, the Camellia Demon and you, the Hyacinth"

"What?Camellia Demon, could it be" The purple-haired banshee was secretly shocked, could it be that the Camellia Demon that Ning Fan was talking about was the person she knew?

It's just that Ning Fan didn't have any answer to the purple-haired banshee's question, and with a move of the charm skill, he stunned the banshee and put it into the Ding Furnace Ring.

Three moves, if the banshee is a man, he can only fight hard, and he has no certainty of victory. But unfortunately, since it is a banshee, then, there is no need to worry.

On the Hexi Plain, Hou Yong's heart was like a thunderclap, and he trembled.

One by one, the Jindan demons who cultivated to terror died so simply.

And the famous Purple Wind Demon Captain was captured like this.

This demon named 'Zhou Ming' is so terrifying, what kind of strength is this Zhou Ming?

The more Hou Yong thought about it, the more biased he became, and he almost compared Ning Fan with the great monks in the late Yuan Infant period and even the peak of the Yuan Infant in his heart.

For Ning Fan, he is becoming more and more afraid, and he is more and more afraid to offend

"This Zhou Ming is a bad star, definitely a bad star" This is the conclusion that Hou Yong finally came to conclusion.

The second place Yuan Ying Ding furnace is here, but it is still his own trick to win. The real Yuanying masters, not all of them are women, if they have Yuanying cultivation, facing this woman, it will be a crushing situation

"My strength is still not enough to need, do my best!"

Ning Fan collected the storage bags all over the ground, looked back, and looked at the sky, as if he felt something. There are a few strong and domineering breaths there, and they are flying away, perhaps they are the four masters of the human race who perceive the fighting magic vision here, and they should be the people of the rain hall who rushed to the aid of the Wei country.

If it is discovered, there will be a lot of trouble, so it is better not to meet.

"Show the way, go to your sect"

Without giving Hou Yong a chance to ask questions, Ning Fan grabbed Hou Yong, like a chicken, and immediately teleported and disappeared into the Hexi Plain.

The purple wind has been successfully captured, and next, after a search in the Wei Kingdom, he can leave with a long run

The second Yuan Infant Ding Furnace, the second rune of the Divine Strike, arrived!

The trip to Wei is worth it!

Around the half of the pillar of incense after he left, four Yuanying masters with different appearances landed on the Hexi Plain, and when they saw the drastic changes in this place, they were all moved.

"Yuanying fighting method, you can't be wrong" An old man who looked like an old Confucian said with a solemn gaze.

"Well, it seems that it just happened, and judging from the residual breath, it should be a battle between humans and demons, and judging from the strength of the breath, it is the master of the human race who wins. A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe said.

"Terran, is it strange that there are other people who have come to the aid of Wei besides my four Rain Temple Divine Envoys?" said a beautiful woman who looked about thirty.

"Brother Yunlie, what do you think?" the beautiful woman looked at an ugly man dressed in sackcloth, but her words were extremely respectful.

"I don't have an opinion" The big man's ugly face was quite impatient.

It seems that the battle for this place is completely unconcerned. It's just a fighting method in the early days of the Yuan Baby, but it's just child's play.

Although the scene seems to be huge, in fact, these two people did not distinguish between life and death without fighting to the death, so it ended?

The other three seemed to know the ugly man's character very well, but they didn't dare to be dissatisfied at all.

The old Confucian, the middle-aged Taoist priest, and the beautiful woman were all cultivators in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but the ugly man was a great monk at the peak of the Yuan Infant! Therefore, no matter how arrogant the ugly man's attitude, how rude his words were, and how ugly his appearance was, the three of them would not dare to provoke the ugly man at all.

"Let's go, go and chase down the other demons Since we have friends to eliminate demons and don't want to show up, most of them don't want people to know their identities, so we don't have to investigate. As soon as the old man spoke, the others nodded in approval, only the ugly man, his eyes didn't seem to care, but when everyone left, he looked deeply at the remnants of this place and looked at it a few times, and there was a trace of incomprehension and strangeness in his eyes.

The breath of the fighting method here, among which the breath of the human race primordial baby, is somewhat familiar, very familiar breath, where have you seen it?

This ugly man would never have imagined that the one who won the battle with the banshee was a childish boy he had seen when he was on a mission and passed by the Ghost Sparrow Sect of the Yue Kingdom.

So, his indifferent face showed a tangled expression.

The feeling that is so familiar but can't be remembered is so uncomfortable.

"Who is it? Qin Lao Wei, Ma Lao Dao, or not, who is it! I'm sure I've seen it!"

It's a pity that the ugly man didn't associate the identity of the 'Yuanying Master' with the boy at all.

Changhong flashed, teleporting without a trace.

(Thanks to aa112562, Qingtian does not change the reward)