Ning Fan seemed to be transformed into a sculpture, sitting on the shore of the island, not moving.

But seeing that the water waves moved slightly, the dragon bait had been eaten by the dragon soul.

Ning Fan was not in a hurry to catch the dragon soul, but repeatedly reeled in the line, shaped the bait, threw the rod, and let the dragon bait be eaten again.

His gaze became deeper and deeper, as if he could see the satisfied expressions of the dragon souls under the water.

"Bait, is it delicious?" Ning Fan said to himself with a sigh.

Half a day has passed since the second day of the conference.

Night has fallen, the moon is dusk, Ning Fan is dressed in white, sitting alone in the night.

When there were still a few dragon baits left, he directly threw all the dragon baits into the water, but it caused several dragon souls under the water to scramble and fight.

The dragon bait was exhausted, and he didn't buy it, just hung the empty hook and waited all the time.

Without the dragon bait, the dragon soul finally waited for no result, and then dispersed.

The dragon soul here seems to have raised its mouth, knows the benefits of dragon bait, and also knows that Ning Fan no longer has dragon bait.

The dragon spirits swam to the island where the other monks were and began to steal the dragon bait.

Some succeeded, some failed, and the losers were naturally fished up.

On this night, many of the participating monks had a harvest, and most of this harvest was given by Bai Ningfan.

This qiē has nothing to do with Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's heart seemed to have turned into a soft water wave, and there was no ripple.

He looked at the dragon souls that had thrown themselves into the net, as if he saw himself, so good that all living beings.

On the first day, he went crazy fishing for dragons, but he easily decided the death of the dragon soul.

On the second day, he pardoned the dragon from death and raised it with bait, which could determine the life of the dragon's soul.

But in this life, the end is mostly still a dead end.

This is the same as cultivating the Tao, the heavens can easily decide the death of people, but they also use immortality and Taoism as bait to lure sentient beings to cultivate the Tao.

Those who do not have bait cannot transcend life and death.

The immortals who have been baited think they are above life and death, and most of them still have the day of fall.

The monks in the first step of the path are limited by the number of lifespans, and the immortals in the second step of the path are limited by the size of the heavenly tribulations.

As long as you are still limited by heaven and earth, you are not truly free from the constraints of heaven and earth.

An immortal is a person who stands on a mountain, but even if he stands on a mountain, there is still a sky above his head, and there is still a piece of earth under his feet.

The person who holds the bait is the fisherman, and it is the fish that fight for the bait.

At this moment, Ning Fan took the bait, he was the fisherman, and the dragon souls fought for the bait.

If the Tao is the bait, all beings are fish and dragons, competing with each other, and heaven and earth are fishermen.

Ning Fan looked up at the sky and was silent.

If heaven and earth are fishermen, if immortal, the Tao is really bait, he does not want to learn from most people, he is busy for bait, and dies for bait.

He doesn't want to be a fish to be slaughtered, he doesn't want to be fished out, he wants to be a fisherman who lives and dies with the fish.

"If you want to be a fisherman, you must first understand the way of fishing.

At this moment, a mysterious light rose in Ning Fan's eyes, there was reality in the void, and there was death in life.

And his body gradually began to fade, and the fishing rod, fishing line, and fishing hook in his hand all began to fade.

At the end of the night, at dawn, Ning Fan's body had faded like a mirage.

Late at night on the third day, Ning Fan's body had completely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Uh, where did Michido Shiraki go?" A few old monsters were surprised.

The first day erupts, the second day is silent, and the third day disappears.

The first two days are all about understanding the way of fishing and preparing for the third day.

Ordinary people won't know where Ning Fan went.

The monks above the broken five could see that Ning Fan actually didn't go anywhere, he was still sitting in place, but he just hid his figure, and also hid the fishing rod, which ordinary people couldn't see.

And only the three scattered demons could see that Ning Fan's process of invisibility had undergone a total of three mysterious changes.

Ning Fan's body changes from reality to reality, from void to life, from birth to death.

He was obviously sitting here, but it seemed to be integrated with the entire dragon pond, as if there was no zài, and his breath was like a dead thing.

This kind of thing, the three scattered demons who are in harmony with the demon soul can also do it, but it will never be more perfect than Ning Fan.

Ning Fan seemed to have really disappeared.

Except for the power of yin and yang on the fishing hook, the yin and yang dragons will not notice it at all, and someone here has set up fishing hooks, waiting for them to take the bait.

Ning Fan didn't need other dragon bait, so he directly pulled out a wisp of the purest yin and yang power from the yin and yang lock, introduced it into the fishing rod, and passed it to the fishing hook.

For the Yin Dragon and the Yang Dragon, this wisp of Yin and Yang power will be more enticing than any dragon bait.

At first, they didn't dare to take the bait, but after all, they sensed Ning Fan's storage zài, and although they wanted to eat the dragon bait, they didn't dare to bite it.

When Ning Fan hidden, Erlong no longer concealed **, and fought under the dragon pond for that trace of extremely pure yin and yang power.

Ning Fan is still waiting, and when the battle between the two dragons reaches a critical point, he will make the fishing hook turn into two and catch the two dragons in one fell swoop!

The results of the first day of dragon fishing are normal play.

On the second day, wasting hundreds of dragon bait and letting go of hundreds of dragon souls is the key to understanding the way of fishing and understanding dragon fishing.

Cloth under yin and yang. [,!] bait, with purple luck, hides in the shadows and waits.

Once the two dragons of yin and yang let down their guard, start fighting, and start swallowing bait, they can make achievements in one fell swoop.

"It's a little weird, how come from the second day, the White Wood Ancestor has not gained anything."

"You say, will Baimu Ancestor not want to fish for ordinary dragon souls, and want to fish for the legendary Yin Yang Dragon Soul?"

"Fellow Daoists, don't laugh, the Yin Yang Dragon Soul has not been fished out for millions of years, how could Bai Mu Ancestor ask for hardship and go to fish for such a difficult Yin Yang Dragon Soul?"

On the jade platform on all sides of the Dragon Raising Pond, many monks were talking in low voices.

The nine Demon Emperors were all silent, and everyone's divine thoughts were focused on Ning Fan.

He Shixiu probed Ning Fan's actions with his divine thoughts, and there was a faint look of impatience in his eyes.

"What the hell is Bai Mu doing like this?"

"Speaking of which, why is the Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon so difficult to catch?

"If there is no Yin Yang Dragon Ball, the level of taking the picture will be very dangerous, and it will be troublesome."

More than half of the third day has passed, and when the last night has passed, the dragon fishing tournament will be over.

How He Shixiu is not in a hurry, the time left for him is less than half a day.

He originally came to fish for the Yin Dragon and the Yang Dragon with self-confidence, but now, this self-confidence has long been consumed.

"Could it be that even the half-purple luck of this Daozi is not enough to catch the two dragons of yin and yang!"

The night dispersed little by little, the sky was a little white, and He Shixiu's heart was sinking little by little.

Not only did the two dragons of Yin and Yang not be caught in this dragon fishing conference, but even the ordinary dragon souls that were caught were less than Ning Fan.

This kind of result was unacceptable to He Shixiu, but he had to accept it.

"In half an hour, the conference will be over.

He was talking to himself like this, when suddenly his eyes were startled.

Not only did He Shixiu show his shocked face, but the countless monks in the entire Dragon Cultivation Pond and the jade platform on all sides all showed shocking eyes at this moment!

But I saw that Ning Fan, who was originally invisible, appeared at this moment!

And on the surface of the sea where the night is not over, a dazzling aurora suddenly flashes!

Within the aurora, there is a kind of Dao power that looks at the sun and the moon!

At the extreme of that power spread, the shadow of the sun and the moon rose in the sky, and the vision soared into the sky!

And the two extremely angry dragon roars penetrated the water from the deepest part of the dragon pond and spread throughout the entire dragon pond!

Roar!

"This, this is the cry of the Yin Yang Dragon Soul! At the end of the Dragon Fishing Conference, someone actually caught the Yin Yang Dragon Soul! Who is it!"

"It's Baimu Ancestor! It was he who caught the Yin Yang Dragon Soul, and he caught the Double Dragon at one time, but he couldn't successfully drag the Second Dragon out of the sea for the time being!"

Exclamations were heard everywhere.

He Shixiu's eyes were glazed, as if he had been greatly shocked.

"Why can Bai Mu catch the two dragons of yin and yang, is he really purple luck!"

"Evil obstacles, what a lot of strength!"

Ning Fan stepped on the shore of the island and pulled Taigong fishing violently, wanting to pull the Yin and Yang two dragons out of the water, but he couldn't pull them out.

The Yin Yang Two Dragons have huge bodies and are still struggling, with great strength.

With Ning Fan's strength, he couldn't catch two dragons at once.

The strength of these two dragons is extremely strong, comparable to that of the imperial beast, and under the dying struggle, the strength has increased even more.

"Zhenlong!"

Ning Fan quietly urged a trace of dragon power on the fishing hook, and no one noticed it.

After urging Taigong to fish, the Yin and Yang Twin Dragons, who were originally roaring into the sky, suddenly screamed in unison, and were pulled out of the water by Ning Fan.

Those were two huge dragon souls of 30,000 zhang, one black and one white!

The black dragon is the yin dragon, and the white dragon is the yang dragon!

The two dragons were frightened, and the dragon body was seriously injured by the dragon power, and the dragon's blood flowed wildly.

If it weren't for the purpose of leaving the soul body of the two dragons to devour, Ning Fan would be able to directly kill the two dragons instantly with the Taigong Fishing Divine Power.

At this moment, the old emperor suddenly got up, his eyes shocked and moved.

The other two scattered demons also got up one after another, but looking at the eyes of the two dragons of yin and yang, they were salivating.

Among the old monsters present, the two demons who showed their greedy eyes at the two dragons of yin and yang were not the only ones.

In the body of the Yin Yang Dragon Soul, there are Yin Yang Dragon Balls, one Dragon Ball can increase the demon power of 50,000 yuan, and two are 100,000 Demon Club.

The Yin Yang Dragon Soul itself is only a first-class dragon soul, and it is not worth mentioning.

There are fiery eyes, there are greedy ones, but no one has made a move for the Yin Yang Dragon Ball.

The old fox emperor, the old red emperor is already a scattered demon cultivator, and it is useless to swallow dragon balls.

In addition to the two scattered demons, the other powerhouses were taken in the Yuan Palace, leaving the prestige of the dragon, and they did not dare to take the treasure from Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly relaxed, no one grabbed the treasure, it couldn't be better.

As soon as he collected the fishing rod, he took away the Yin Yang Dragon Balls in the bodies of the two giant dragons, and sealed the soul of the two dragons into the sealing pot.

Lilong had already come from the sea, protecting Ning Fan's side, not allowing anyone to take Ning Fan's treasure.

"Hehe, I can't think of it, I can't think of it! The Yin and Yang Double Dragon, which has not been caught for millions of years, has been fished again, which is really rare."

The old fox emperor, the old red emperor put away his coveted look and sat back in his seat, his face was back to normal.

The old emperor also gradually put it away. [,!] excited, sat back in his seat with an undisguised smile on his face.

Now that Ning Fan has caught the Yin Yang Dragon Ball, he can use the Dragon Ball to heal him.

"This Bai Mu's luck is really against the sky, it seems that most of it is purple luck." The old emperor was admired and envious.

Purple luck is very rare.Ning Fan can have such a powerful luck.On the road of cultivation, he will encounter more opportunities than ordinary people.

"He fished out the Yin Yang Dragon Ball." He Shixiu showed an extremely complicated gaze.

He didn't want Ning Fan to get such a heavy treasure, but no matter what, Ning Fan was a helper invited by the little demon girl, and he would go to get the picture together.

Ning Fan's acquisition of the Yin Yang Dragon Ball can be regarded as a reduction in the difficulty of breaking that level, maybe it is a good thing.

"If the Yin Yang Dragon Ball is fished out by me, how good it would be, this Daozi is not far from breaking through the Broken Six Realms, if there is a Dragon Ball."

Yun Youmu laughed at himself, he laughed because he didn't know that Ning Fan's luck was so powerful before.

Lilong is very proud, he is proud that his master has fished out the Yin Yang Dragon Ball that countless people dream of.

"The master must be purple luck!" Lilong firmly believed.

The sun rises in the east, and the last trace of night finally dissipates.

Dawn comes, and this dragon fishing conference is truly coming to an end.

Ning Fan breathed a sigh of relief, crossed his knees on the ground, closed his eyes and recuperated, and waited for the end of the dragon fishing conference.

He didn't continue fishing for dragons.

He has strong luck, and he has already fished the dragon souls with dragon balls, and there are very few dragon souls left, and most of them have no dragon balls, so there is no value in fishing again.

The Yin Yang Dragon Ball has arrived and is enough.

With these two dragon balls, when helping the little demon girl get the picture, the risk is much smaller.

Before leaving the demon world, you can also use the power of these two dragon balls to completely repair the demon soul of the old Yuan Huang and return the favor of the old Yuan Huang.

After taking the picture, if these two dragon balls are devoured, Ning Fan's cultivation will definitely skyrocket.

It must be known that Ning Fan is an ancient god, for him, devouring a Yin Yang Dragon Ball can increase the mana of 100,000 yuan, not 50,000 yuan.

"The Dragon Ball is here, it's almost time to leave the Demon Realm."

Ning Fan estimated the time when Yi Xiangdan would expire, it should be in these few days, and it was almost time to leave.

On the jade platform on all sides, countless monks were talking about it, and the things they talked about were all related to Ning Fan.

In this dragon fishing conference, Ning Fan fished the dragon soul, the number of dragon balls was the first, and he caught the yin and yang dragon balls, and the results were unparalleled.

On the jade platform in the east, the mysterious man wrapped in a thick cloak had a jealous expression on his face at the moment.

"Damn, this fake white wood has caught so many dragon souls, so many dragon balls, and even the yin and yang dragon balls that no one has been able to catch for millions of years.

No one knows that this man in cloak with his head and tail hidden is the real ancestor of the White Feather Clan, Bai Mu.

This person is pregnant with the body of Qingyang, which is a kind of body of the Seven Yangs, no woman is unhappy, and he has done a lot of evil, and has been driven out of the clan.

This person's combat power is low, and his strength is at the bottom of his peers, and he is often abused and hunted down by others.

This person was chased and killed by the Xuanhe patriarch and almost fell.

This person was going to expose Ning Fan's identity after meeting with Cheng Huang, and take advantage of Cheng Huang's deterrence to take away Ning Fan's chance.

Star stones, broken seven servants, one qiē, one qiē, he wants to take it away.

It's a pity that Huang Longzi didn't appear for a long time, and he didn't dare to argue with Ning Fan alone.

Seeing that Ning Fan borrowed his name again and fished countless dragon soul dragon balls, he was envious, but there was nothing he could do.

"Why hasn't the dragon son come yet! If the dragon son is here, with his prestige, he can directly ask this fake white wood for the yin and yang dragon ball and the star stone, and the fake white wood will definitely not dare to disobey, after all, who would dare to disobey the upper realm cultivators?"

"Longzi, Longzi, why don't you come yet, if you don't come again, the dragon fishing conference will be over, and the fake white wood may be leaving."

"Longzi, come on, let's snatch up all the fake white wood things together!"

"Dragon, come on, the dragon fishing conference is about to end with only the last stick of incense!"

"Ryuko, where are you!

The man in the cloak was really anxious.

He almost wanted to kneel on the ground and pray, when he was anxious when he suddenly saw a huge dragon-shaped formation appear in the sky.

The formation pattern was dark yellow, and in the moment the formation pattern appeared, the man in the cloak was overjoyed.

"This is the Yellow Dragon Clan's unique Nether Formation, I have seen the Dragon Son descend to the Nether Realm through this formation.

"It's the dragon who is here, it's the dragon who is here to deal with the fake white wood with me! Haha, finally the dragon is here!"

The man in the cloak sneered a few times, and his eyes flashed.

Although the formation pattern has already appeared, it will take about 100 breaths to really complete the teleportation.

The man in the cloak can't wait.Anyway, there will be a dragon as a backer if there is a hundred breaths.At this moment, he is full of confidence.Even in the face of scattered demons, he dares to scold a few words.

"Shiraki, die to this seat!"

He pretended to shout, and used the cultivation of the Broken Void Double Heaven to fly up from the jade platform, stepped on the sky, and looked at all living beings.

At this moment, the teleportation array of the Yellow Dragon Clan appeared in the sky, startling countless monks.

Many old monsters are amazed by the Yellow Dragon Clan. [,!] In the lower realm of people, suddenly I saw a cloak jumping out of the void.

"The demons of the Yellow Dragon Clan are about to descend to the Nether, are they here to watch the Dragon Fishing Conference?"

"Uh, who is this cloaked man, although he is a Broken Void Old Monster, but he is only a Broken Void Double Heaven, why do you dare to argue with the White Wood Ancestor?"

At the moment when the Nether Formation of the Yellow Dragon Clan appeared, the old Yuan Emperor's eyes lit up, and Tan Zixin became nervous.

Tan Zixin was nervous about Ning Fan, she knew that most of the Yellow Dragon Clan's arrival in the Nether Realm this time was ill-intentioned, and it was likely to seek revenge for Cheng Huang.

"Are they here to deal with Shiraki-senpai, no, Shiraki-senpai is in danger."

Tan Zixin was worried about Ning Fan, and suddenly heard the voice of a man in a cloak provoking Ning Fan, and his beautiful eyes sank.

"Who is this person, why is he shouting at Senior Shiraki!"

Seeing the formation of the Yellow Dragon clan appear in the sky, Lilong's eyes were slightly surprised, but he didn't care too much.

He naturally didn't know that Ning Fan had killed Longzi Chenghuang, and this group of Huanglong Clan masters were coming for Ning Fan.

But when he saw that there was a broken second monk who spoke wildly to Ning Fan, Lilong's eyes were furious.

Can anyone provoke his master?

Ning Fan stood up, his eyes cold.

The master of the Yellow Dragon Clan is in the lower realm, the reason does not need to be guessed, most of them are here to take the yellow.

Regardless of the master of the Yellow Dragon Clan, who is this man in a cloak who is sacred, why does he provoke himself for no reason.

With a leap of figure, Ning Fan flew up to the clouds, separated from the man in the cloak at a distance of ten thousand feet, and looked at each other.

"Who are you!" Ning Fan asked.

"You ask me who I am? haha, who do you say I am, who do you say I can be!"

The man in the cloak suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly uncovered the cloak.

"Who do you say I am, I still want to ask who you are! I am Bai Mu, the ancestor of the White Feather Clan, what is your intention to sneak into Tianyuan City under my identity! Give you three breaths, give me all the dragon souls, dragon balls and ten star stones you have caught, and give me your broken seven slaves, I can spare you for the crime of impostoring.

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with cyan light, with a blazing yang power.

His words reached the ears of countless people, and many of him looked strange.

Ning Fan is a fake white wood? This cloak man is the real white wood?

Who is true and who is false, everyone does not know, everyone only knows that it is a stupid act for a monk of the Broken Void Double Heaven to run to provoke Ning Fan.

Ning Fan himself can sweep through the Shattered Second Realm, and there are even Seven Broken Servants, who have a close relationship with the Yuan Palace.

Whether Ning Fan is Bai Mu or not, it is not something that this man in cloak can provoke.

Ning Fan wanted to raise his hand and kill the man in the cloak, but when he saw the cyan yang power in the man's eyes, his eyes were slightly stunned.

"This is the body of the green sun!"

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and there is a body of seven yangs sent to the door, how can it not be accepted.

But listening to the words of this cloak man, this person seems to be the real Bai Mu, and he is the one who is impersonating himself.

There is a lot of information in the words of the real white wood.

He and Chenghuang met, and they came for the Star Stone.

Ning Fan suddenly figured out one thing.

Before killing Cheng Huang that day, Cheng Huang firmly believed that he was not Bai Mu, and asked for the Star Stone of the White Feather Clan when he opened his mouth, it turned out that there was this reason.

That Chenghuang and this real white wood are in the same group, of course, I know that Ning Fan can't be white wood.

It's just that I don't know if this group of Yellow Dragon Clan monks who borrowed the formation pattern from the Nether Realm are also with the True White Wood.

However, it seems that the real white wood does not know that Chenghuang is dead.

"Bold! The dragon fishing conference held by the Yuan Palace, how can you be presumptuous here! For the sake of you being a broken and powerful person, if you leave like this, the old man will not pursue you for disrupting the conference!"

Great Elder Zhou Nan took the four Yuan Hall Shattered Void and flew towards Ning Fan's side, surrounding the True White Wood in it, and each of them glared angrily at the True White Wood.

"Yuan Palace? In the eyes of this seat, what is the Yuan Palace? You can know who the master of this seat is! The master of this seat is the dignified dragon son of the Yellow Dragon Clan-Cheng Huang! Everyone, please look at the formation pattern above the sky, many people must know that this is the unique nether formation pattern of the Yellow Dragon Clan. Hehe, the master of this seat, Cheng Huanglongzi, is about to descend to Tianyuan with the formation pattern, and he is here to help this seat deal with the fake white wood!"

The words of the man in the cloak caused an uproar among countless monks.

Who is the real Baimu and who is the fake Baimu, no one cares, after all, Baimu is not a fragrant bait, and its reputation is extremely bad, if it weren't for Ning Fan's power, it wouldn't let the name of Baimu spread all over the demon world.

But what people care about is that the man in the cloak is actually the demon servant of the dragon son of the upper realm, and he also invited the monk of the Yellow Dragon Clan to deal with Ning Fan.

The heavenly formations can't be faked, and most of what the man in the cloak said is true.

He really invited the people of the Yellow Dragon Clan to deal with Ning Fan!

"I didn't expect that at the end of the Dragon Fishing Conference, there would be such a change. Some of the old monsters whispered.

Just started to talk, and suddenly everything became silent.

Because the Yellow Dragon Formation pattern in the sky flickered at this moment, emitting a million brilliance, condensing into a deep yellow realm gate.

The boundary gate opened, and hundreds of Yellow Dragon Clan powerhouses walked out of the boundary gate, and the leaders were actually four scattered demons!

"Who's Shiraki!"

Led by a scattered demon, clothed. [,!] Earth yellow demon armor, full of white hair, with monstrous anger in his eyes.

He snorted coldly, and the whole city was dead silent!

"Back to the demon, the villain is Bai Mu! I don't know where Huang Longzi is, why didn't I see him?"

With an extremely proud expression, Zhen Baimu stepped into the air and flew towards this large number of Yellow Dragon powerhouses.

That expression seemed to want to show off to the strong people in the city, how powerful his backers were.

"Four scattered demons, four scattered demons! Obediently, the Yellow Emperor brought so many people, don't say that he robbed the fake white wood, even if it was a few demon palaces with blood, it would be a simple matter!"

True White Wood walked excitedly towards the demon armor scattered demon, not realizing how huge the killing power in the eyes of this scattered demon was.

"Are you Bai Mu? Hehe, you still dare to ask the old man, where is Chenghuang? The old man wants to ask you, who gave you the dog guts, and dared to kill Chenghuang! The old man wants to break you into ten thousand pieces!"

The demon armor scattered demon suddenly raised his finger and pointed at the fake white wood.

This finger only used three points of demonic power, but it was enough to kill the cultivator of the Shattered Void Double Heaven ten times.

With one finger, he conjured up an earthy yellow demon fire all over the sky, with infinite killing power, and directly scared the face of the real white wood.

"What's the situation!What is the situation!The strong man of the Yellow Dragon Clan, why did he want to attack me!How could he !! like this?"

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