Ning Fan lifted a three-foot long sword upside down, stepped out of the void in one step, and appeared in front of the eyes of the 100,000 ancient corpses.

The sword in his hand, all fiery red, was a twelve-nirvana immortal sword, which was requested from the eyeball monster in order to perform the skill of human sword slashing.

The Twelve Nirvana Immortal Swords were not enough to make 100,000 ancient corpses fearful, but the moon-white sword rays emitted by this immortal sword were enough to make any ancient corpse frightened.

This is the ancient mastery - the sword that kills people, and specializes in killing the undead in the world!

Descendants of the Ancients... It's a descendant of the ancients... I see...

Yin Mo's expression became more solemn, as if he had figured out a lot of things in an instant.

No wonder there were so many ancient corpses that fell mysteriously before, it turned out that they were made by the ancient heirs!

Yin Mo is the evil corpse cut out by the Immortal Emperor, and he has some immortal memories, how can he not know the horror of the sword that kills people.

The Immortal Emperor has been throughout his life, and he has never been defeated among the immortal emperors of the same level, relying on his immortal and immortal physique, even the Desolate Saint will kill him without dying. Such a powerful character, but he was defeated at the hands of the Emperor of Chaos...

The more powerful the immortal beings, the more they are afraid of the power of the sword that kills people, and the stronger the Immortal Emperor is no exception.

Even if there are 100,000 immortal ancient corpse protectors today, in front of the sword of the slasher, I am afraid that it is a matter that can be solved with one sword.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that in the first confrontation of this catastrophe, it was the right eye that had the upper hand... Hehe, being able to find the help of the ancient heirs is enough to restrain the immortal power in my body, but unfortunately, the power of this god is not only an immortal power... Right eye, can you surprise me more..."

After the initial surprise, Yin Mo's expression returned to indifference, he knew that most of the 100,000 ancient corpses would die in Ning Fan's hands with one blow, but he didn't care.

Roar!

One hundred thousand ancient corpses, all of them let out a corpse roar, even though they were afraid of Ning Fan's life-killing might. Still instinctively shot at Ning Fan.

Those roars, savage as beasts, are obviously not human language, but for some reason there is a sad mood that is enough to touch people's hearts.

Audible, even... Enough to see...

Ning Fan closed his eyes, and he seemed to be able to hear the soul sounds of these ancient corpses that had been left between the mountains and seas for hundreds of millions of years, like echoes, lingering.

The Divine Exterminator Shield in the dantian. It is even more strange that there is a trace of immortal power, which makes Ning Fan and the world here, have a strange resonance.

In his mind, at really this moment, scenes from ancient times appeared!

One day, the Immortal Emperor cut out the evil corpse in the hundreds of millions of starry sky and gave him the name Yin Mo.

'Evil corpse, I want a promise from you. Promise me. Accompany me to protect the Purple Dipper Galaxy for the rest of my life. ’

On that day, Yin Mo knelt in front of the immortal and faced the immortal emperor. Make a vow.

'The Purple Dou Immortals are on top, and the Yin ink is cultivated below, which is born from the emperor's slashing of evil, and he should inherit the emperor's thoughts. Although it is a bad corpse. But it must be upright, worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of purple fighting. In the future, he will be born as a purple dousheng. Death is the death of Zidou. If you violate this oath, heaven and man will kill together!'

Later, countless years passed, and Yin Mo cultivation became higher and higher, replacing immortality, and went to guard the border of the Purple Dou Immortal Domain-the Sea of Dust.

Here, there is the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor who has spent countless years laying down the Great Realm Protection Array. If this array is there, even some fourth-step cultivators will not be able to break into the Purple Dou Immortal Domain.

On that day, suddenly a red sun rose from the sea of dust, and a man with a red dust whisk in his hand walked out of the red sun.

No one could see the man's face, as if he didn't allow it, then no one in the world would be able to see his face!

The man, dressed in a fiery red feather, walked step by step in front of Yin Mo, and all the cities he passed through were reduced to ruins and dissipated into dust.

'I need you, help me with one thing... After completing this, I will grant you the Taicang bloodline and give you the opportunity to rise above the Three Realms. ’

If others say this to Yin Mo, Yin Mo will definitely not believe it.

But the man in red in front of him is a big man who can only look up to him, and his promise will not be a deception.

On that day, Yin Mo opened the Great Realm Protection Array against the Dust Sea, and countless Dust Realm cultivators, under the leadership of the man in red, entered the Purple Dou Immortal Domain.

On that day, Yin Mo resolutely rebelled and slashed the butcher's knife towards the hundreds of millions of Purple Dou Immortal Cultivators under his command.

When the flames of war burned all over the Purple Dipper Galaxy, and when the battle report reached the Immortal Demon Palace, the Immortal Emperor rose up and rushed towards the sea of dust.

He wants to kill the traitor who broke his oath and lured the enemy into the house!

But, it's too late. After Yin Mo defected, he had escaped into the dust world, sheltered under the wings of the Taicang Tribulation Spirit, and it was difficult to kill him.

In a fit of rage, the Immortal Emperor crossed the sea of dust and entered the dust world, just to kill this rebel, but he failed to do so, but was suppressed by the Taicang Tribulation Spirit and split his body under Jiuli Mountain...

Later, the Purple Dou Immortal Domain fell into the flames of war. Afterward... Yin Mo became the ninth generation barbarian god of the barbarians.

Trampling on the bones of his companions, he gained the appreciation of the Tyrant Spirit, but soon disappeared mysteriously after a retreat.

Few people know that it was the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor who detained this evil with his last strength and suppressed it in the Nine Heavenly Gates...

The scenes are so fragmented, but they contain too many ancient secrets, which remain in the mountains and seas.

Ning Fan is not a saint, and he does not have the ability to see through the past and the present, but he has achieved this slightly through his superb comprehension of the mountain and sea mantra.

Kill Yin Mo!

Kill this traitor!

If you don't kill this evil, it will be difficult to repay the hatred of hundreds of millions of people in the Purple Dou Realm who have destroyed the world!

Kill, kill, kill!

The soul sounds of 100,000 ancient corpses are left in the mountains and seas, all with a monstrous hatred for Yin Mo.

They were eager to kill Yin Mo in order to pay tribute to thousands of Purple Dou Immortal cultivators, but sadly, even their corpses became Yin Mo's puppets.

The soul sound of 100,000 ancient corpses, sad like fallen leaves in late autumn, fell to Ning Fan's heart one by one.

Ning Fan was not a real Purple Dou Immortal cultivator after all, and it was difficult for him to personally understand the sadness of these cultivators' ruined families. The only thing that can be done is to see off these martyrs...

Ten paths, a hundred paths, a thousand paths... More and more moon-white swords surrounded Ning Fan's body, and their number eventually reached tens of millions.

Under the blessing of tens of thousands of life-slashing sword qi, Ning Fan's aura was so strong that it completely exceeded the boundary of the second step and reached the third step!

What does it feel like... Indescribable... Ning Fan's figure was unprecedentedly ethereal, and his eyes were even more majestic with the might of heaven and earth, so indifferent that he did not have the slightest emotion.

That gaze... It's like treating everything like a dog. Can't arouse the slightest interest!

Sharp pain began to emanate from his body, as if he was about to lose the force and was on the verge of collapse.

Ning Fan believed that if it weren't for his cultivation to rise greatly, and he would be protected by the Heaven Opening Weapon, he would definitely not be able to withstand the power of tens of millions of sword lights at this moment!

If it's your former self... will be directly shocked to death by this supreme sword might!

Click, click, click...

The Twelve Nirvana Immortal Sword in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand this level of sword light, and cracks began to appear.

Ning Fan slowly swung the fairy sword. The movement was extremely slow, but there was an indescribable chill in the eyes of any ancient corpse.

Dangerous... It's dangerous, what level of sword skill is this! It's definitely beyond the scope of the second step!

One by one, the ancient corpse figures that crashed into Ning Fan were blocked by the invisible sword power, and they couldn't continue to get closer.

One hundred thousand ancient corpses surrounded Ning Fan in the center, and in the center, within a radius of a thousand zhang, forming a vacuum circle.

The sword is like a circle... The trajectory of the sword. I can't find any flaws, and I have reached perfection...

The consummation of the sword path that countless sword cultivators have been striving for, but at this moment, it was casually cut out by Ning Fan...

Click. Click, click...

The fairy sword was on the verge of breaking, and at this moment, Ning Fan swung out this sword that could not be replicated!

The sword fell. The whole heaven and earth seemed to turn into a circle, and the moon-white sword light flowed like water. Flowing past the side of an ancient corpse, where it passed, an ancient corpse comparable to an immortal venerable, without exception, all turned into flying ashes, and in an instant, it was cut into powder by the supreme sword intent.

Invincible, invincible! Thirteen breaths passed, and the hundred thousand ancient corpses here all turned into ashes.

Ning Fan could no longer withstand the power of this sword, under the ghost face, his face turned pale for a while, and the corners of his mouth were also overflowing with blood, obviously suffering a lot of backlash. As for the fairy sword in his hand, it had already clicked, and it was completely shattered into countless pieces of iron and scattered all over the ground.

"Stinky boy, well done! Once 100,000 ancient corpses are destroyed, Yin Mo must die today!" the eyeball monster laughed.

"Really, do you really think that without the protection of 100,000 ancient corpses, you can kill me? This son's life-slashing sword skill is extremely lethal to pure undead beings, but I don't just have the power of immortality. The life-slashing sword technique doesn't work for me. The Yin Ink Stone Statue said indifferently.

"Hehe, if this son only has these means, he will naturally not be able to kill you, but he has another identity. Stinky boy, there's no time for you to rest, do it!" exclaimed the eyeballer.

Ning Fan nodded, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with the help of these blood, he squatted down and slapped it towards the ground.

Suddenly, a circle of blood-colored aura appeared on the ground, and a blood-red altar was rising from the ground little by little.

"Use blood as a guide to summon the hole cards hidden in the formation..."

The Yin Ink Stone Statue frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that a fifth altar would appear in the large array under the eyeball monster.

On the altar of the four directions, each side has an innate treasure seal to guard it, but this fifth altar, but there is no innate treasure seal, only an old crossbow bed, placed on it.

"It's... No, the real Divine Crossbow should have been destroyed, is it just an imitation?"

"Hehe, look down on the imitations, but there is a price to pay. Brother Candle, it's up to you, for the sake of the old brother, you have to cooperate well with your master!"

"Big brother don't worry! Your enemy is the enemy of the younger brother, and what your sword is pointing at is the place where the younger brother fell his arrow! Master, do it, my bowstring is already unbearable!"

I can't imagine that the candle bow, which has always been snobbish and timid, will also shoot a bow at a strong enemy for the sake of righteousness... Ning Fan was secretly surprised, his figure flickered, appeared on the fifth altar, and raised his hand to press on the crossbow bed mechanism.

This crossbow bed is an imitation of the treasure of the ancient barbarian world - the ancient country shooting god crossbow!

Although it is only an imitation magic weapon, it is more restricted than the real God Shooting Crossbow, and only those who are barbarian gods can activate this crossbow!

A faint golden light began to appear on Ning Fan's body, and above the sky, one golden torture mountain after another continued to appear.

The mighty power of punishment, under Ning Fan's control, was all rolled towards the Yin Ink Stone Statue, and the gray sky was all illuminated by golden light.

At this moment, the power of Ning Fan's punishment in the Thirty-six Mountains was all suppressed on Yin Mo's body. Yin Mo tried to summon his three torture mountains to resist this coercion. But as soon as they were summoned, the three punishment mountains collapsed again, and as before, they could not appear in front of Ning Fan.

As a ninth-generation barbarian god, he felt a feeling like heavenly power from Ning Fan.

At the same time, the barbarian god, his coercion was too inferior to Ning Fan, and with his yin and ink heart, he had a sense of unwillingness, and snorted coldly.

"Sure enough. You are the newly born ten generations of barbarian gods! There are actually thirty-six torture mountains! It's a pity that this god is also a barbarian god, if you only use coercion, you don't want to suppress me!"

Boom!

In response to the ink, there was the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air! In the blink of an eye, thirty-six golden arrows shot out of the crossbow bed.

Yin ink is different from Xizi painting, it is not the shadow of mountains and seas, but a living barbarian god with three torture mountains. Relying on the coercion of Xingshan alone, Ning Fan couldn't suppress Yin Mo. Even the use of penal sanctions may not have much effect.

So, the Eyeball Monster made a plan and decided to use a replica Archer crossbow. Gather the power of the punishment of the thirty-six mountains and turn it into a materialized arrow to attack Yin Mo.

Such golden arrows were almost no lethal to monks outside of barbarian cultivation. But for Yin Mo, there is a mortal threat.

None of the thirty-six golden arrows deviated, and all of them shot into the Yin Ink Stone Statue. Everything happened in a flash.

Yin Mo's distracted expression changed greatly, and he flew out directly from the stone statue, and as he flew out, thirty-six arrow lights followed closely behind, chasing him out one after another.

Although he barely escaped, his body was inevitably shot through several blood holes, and with his cultivation, he couldn't make those wounds heal.

Any of these thirty-six golden arrows is enough to kill the barbarian cultivators of the Immortal Emperor!

Thirty-six arrows in one, enough to kill all the barbarian cultivators under the saint, even Yin Mo, do not dare to take this arrow.

The only pity is that the imitation archery crossbow seems to be unable to withstand the power of thirty-six arrows in unison, and after one blow, it exploded into fragments, and it can no longer be used.

What a shame...

"Die, even if you have the crow feather given by the man, you can't live from this crossbow arrow!" the eyeball monster looked unprecedentedly excited.

Yin Mo is life or death, all look at a blow, if you can make a contribution with one blow, it is naturally very good, even if you can't, it should be enough to destroy its life-saving things, but it is not bad.

"Hmph, although your attack is strong, you are not qualified to let me use the Lord's gift of the Feather. I am now different from when my right eye was still there! Let me show you the means I have newly comprehended over the years, sacrificial bones!"

Seeing that he could not escape from the pursuit of the thirty-six arrows, Yin Mo simply stopped fleeing, but cut off a finger and turned his finger into a white bone stick.

On the bone stick, there will be a totem of Kunpeng covering the sea, the breath is extremely strange, when it is weak, it seems to be just a mortal thing, but when it is strong, it exudes an innate breath, and it gives people a feeling of being a living thing.

Yin Mo raised the bone rod, and the bone rod was immediately divided into thirty-six paths, each of which blasted towards a golden arrow.

Boom! Boom!

The powerful momentum of the confrontation made the space of the ninth layer of the Heavenly Que unstable, and began to collapse wildly, and then the entire Nine Heavenly Que began to shake violently.

Yin Mo was distracted and kept coughing up blood, and he used his bone rod extremely reluctantly, and every second, the distraction would be seriously injured.

However, the results have also been remarkable. Every time the arrow light hits the bone stick, it will be weirdly weakened a lot, and this scene is as if the power is swallowed by the bone stick.

After more than ten breaths, the thirty-six arrow rays were all swallowed by the bone rod, and the collapse of the Nine Heavenly Ques finally stopped!

There is no loss of the bone stick, the only change is that after swallowing the golden arrow attack, the Kunpeng totem on the bone stick is a lot smarter.

"Impossible! You didn't get the Holy Sect's recognition, but you actually refined this Holy Sect artifact!" the eyeball monster was shocked.

He had long known about the bone rod that Yin Mo had obtained, but he never expected that Yin Mo would be able to control the power of the bone stick.

It must be known that before being suppressed to the Nine Heavenly Que, Yin Mo had spent a lot of effort refining this thing, but he couldn't refine it, and he couldn't think of it... And now it's working!

This bone stick is not small, although it is not a heaven-opening weapon, but in the innate world, there are not many people who can beat it... After all, this treasure was once used as a magic weapon by the Ancient Holy Sect, and it has been raised in the six realms of reincarnation for countless years, and its power is extraordinary!

It's just one thing that the eyeball monster can't understand. The Holy Sect Weapon can only be used by monks with the Holy Sect's bloodline, so why can Yin Mo use the Holy Sect Weapon!

Yin Mo's distraction faded a lot, and he used his bone rod, which seemed to be extremely depleted to him, but his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, "Although you are my right eye, there are many things. You don't know. On that day, I betrayed the Purple Dou Immortal Domain and won the appreciation of that adult, and what he gave me was not just to save my life and rob the feathers. It's a pity, it seems that this time, you still can't kill me..."

"Not necessarily!" After the eyeball monster was slightly disappointed, his eyes burst out with a more powerful battle intent.

He set up a large array of four directions, suppressing the recovery of the yin and ink aura. With the help of Ning Fan's strength, he killed 100,000 ancient corpses and shot thirty-six golden arrows. All this is still not his killer move.

This is the last time... He has been separated from Yin Mo for many years, and his cultivation has always stagnated, but Yin Mo is getting more and more powerful.

He's already assassinated Yin Mo 12 times... 12 surplus and deficiency tribulations, the barbarians take 12 as the reincarnation, this time, it is the last surplus and deficiency tribulation of Yin Mo.

If it weren't for the fact that Yin Mo was extremely weak at this moment, he would just rely on his distraction, even if he didn't use a bone stick. It was enough to block thirty-six arrows.

Once this catastrophe is over, Yin Mo will never weaken to this extent again, this is the last chance to kill Yin Mo, no matter what the cost. Catch it!

"Little girl, next, it's up to you! The sixth altar, now!"

The eyeball monster swept out a gray glow. In the middle of the formation, the sixth altar appeared again.

On top of the altar, there is a strange formation. There is a faint flow of black moonlight. In front of the formation, an altar was placed, lit with incense and candles. In front of the altar, there was a female nun in pink palace clothes, which was a wonderful word.

"This is the Sacrificial Annihilation Dao Array!" Yin Mo's expression was suddenly startled, and then filled with coldness.

He didn't expect that his right eye really wanted to fight with himself this time, and even used such an extreme way.

I just don't know how much the glory of the Immortal Emperor is worth it to him in its heart, turning into the sacrificial power of the Dao Array.

The eyeball monster flew to the center of the formation and swept out a gray ray, which turned into a thousand in an instant, turning into thousands of magic weapons, falling from the sky like raindrops and falling in the center of the formation.

Miao Yan held a peachwood sword, and at the moment when the eyeball monster summoned the magic weapon, he cooperated with the eyeball monster to start casting spells.

She didn't know who she was dealing with, but this move could be regarded as a favor for Ning Fan, and she wouldn't push it back.

Every time a magic weapon is opened, there will be some more black gas in the eyeballs of the eyeball monster, and after the black gas is too much to a certain extent, it will gradually turn into a totem of a black crescent.

The first black crescent moon appeared in the eye of the eyeball monster, dripping and spinning.

As soon as this crescent moon appeared, the aura of the eyeball monster suddenly skyrocketed, although it did not reach the realm of the Eight Tribulations, it was not much closer.

"It's not enough! this time, even if I try my best, I will kill you!"

The eyeball monster swept out more gray rays, and countless heavenly and earthly treasures fell to the center of the formation, bursting open one by one.

In it, there are rare elixirs, elixirs, and various kinds of spirit mineral immortal materials, and after they explode, there is more and more black gas in the eyes of the eyeball monster.

The second black crescent, condensed.

In the end, the eyeball monster even used up the Dao Jing, and he loved money as much as his life, but he really fought for his family.

The third, fourth, and fifth crescents condensed one after another, and when the fifth black crescent appeared, the aura of the eyeball monster soared to the realm of the ninth tribulation of eternity in a short period of time.

But, it's not enough!

"Little iron cage, now!"

"Little Iron Spine, now!"

"Little hammer, now!"

"Little nail rake, now!"

"Little slingshot..."

"Little Yellow Flag..."

"Little Carrot Head..."

"Panty Pants..."

"Little..."

A piece of magic weapons with low-end names were summoned out by the eyeball monster desperately, a total of 12 pieces, and without exception, all of them were innate magic weapons.

Without any hesitation, the eyeball monster exploded twelve innate magic weapons one after another, and the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth crescents condensed one after another.

When the ninth black moon appeared, the breath of the eyeball monster reached the quasi-saint realm in a short time, and it was not an ordinary quasi-saint!

"Nine Black Moons... If you can reach twelve, maybe you can really fight me. Now you're not enough..."

"Boom!"

But when he heard a loud bang, this time, the eyeball monster actually blew himself out.

Yin Mo suddenly widened his left eye, obviously not expecting the eyeball monster to explode on its own, but soon, he understood the true intention of the eyeball monster, squinted his eyes, and looked sharply in the direction of Ning Fan.

But seeing Ning Fan's eyebrows, where the stars were shining, a black crack suddenly opened, and from the gap, an extremely obscene laughter came out.

"Stinky boy, lend me your body! The old man wants to use your body to kill the old ghost!"

The crack opened, which was the position of Ning Fan's third eye, but at this moment, it was occupied by the eyeball monster bird's nest, acting as Ning Fan's third eye.

12 black crescents, swirling in Ning Fan's third eye.

"Now we have cultivated quite a lot of Yin Mo and fought with the old man!" (to be continued......)