The sword was no more than a foot long, verdant as jade, round and lacking edge, old and cracked.

If it is a sword, it is more appropriate to say that it is a dagger.

But even so, when this sword appeared, it gave Ning Fan a sense of great crisis.

The power of the heavenly spirit is emanated from the sword, and under the sword of the main tower of the North Tower, the power of the heavenly spirit turns into a cyan micro-mang, and the micro-mangs form a line, the line is like a blade, and it is gently cut, but the void of heaven and earth is cut through a very thin wound, faintly revealing the dark void under the wound...

Lingbao!

Only the spirit treasure can attract the power of the heavenly spirit and smash the void!

If this sword is slashed on the flesh, it will be the strength of Ning Fan's body, and it will also be damaged!

Even, even the thunder whip should not be lightly hit on this treasure, otherwise, it will be damaged!

But in a moment, Ning Fan noticed something different.

Although this sword is entangled in the power of the Heavenly Spirit, it is a little weaker than the real Spirit Treasure.

Lingbao, also known as Xuantian Lingbao, the monk can condense the divine consciousness when he reaches the god, and the magic weapon reaches the spiritual level, which can melt the heavenly spirit. The spiritual power of the five elements is condensed and becomes the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth, and the Yuan Force is condensed to the extreme, which is the pure power of the Heavenly Spirit.

For example, this sword has a trace of cyan light, and the light light that is less than an inch can kill a qiē body refining cultivator under the jade life realm, judging from the color, it should be the power of the heavenly spirit of the wood attribute.

But if it's a spiritual treasure, the power is a little lower... After a turn of thought, Ning Fan saw through it, this sword may have been regarded as a spiritual treasure in the past, but now, because of its damage, it can only be regarded as a half-step spiritual treasure, which is stronger than the best and weaker than the spiritual treasure.

It's not a Xuantian Spirit Treasure, but it should be... Xuantian Remnant Treasure!

Yes, it must be. The real spiritual treasure is the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and the use is extremely reluctant, and the mana of ten thousand armors is not enough, if it is said to be a residual treasure. Then Bei Brown can use this blade, and the reason is that Ning Fan understands.

"Zhou Ming, this seat knows that your refining realm is extraordinary, and you are the only one who has a whip. Specializing in beating people's magic weapons, drawing treasures to kill infants! Xiang Liao is not guarded. After suffering a dark loss, this seat will not repeat the mistakes of the past! With this sword in hand, no matter how high your refining realm is, in the eyes of the old man, you can kill it at will!"

Bei Brown sneered, but the paleness of his face was faintly explained. He doesn't wield the blade as he pleases.

With this sword in hand, he has unprecedented self-confidence, which is to transform into a god. It can also be injured!

"Third brother, you hold the treasure to block this son's retreat, don't let this son escape... This seat is self-destructive, so that it can exert the power of this blade and a sword, and the second brother died. If you don't get anything, it's not worth it!"

"Yes!"

Dongqing's light flashed, holding a long lock, carefully guarded, once Ning Fan escaped. then block!

And after blocking Ning Fan's retreat, Bei Brown palm, a sword from top to bottom, a slash!

With this slash, Bei Brown's flesh and blood seemed to be devoured by the Xuantian Slashing Spirit Sword, his face was even paler, and his body was extremely thin, and in an instant, only skin and bones were left, and all the blood and qi were not included in one sword.

It was like a cyan ray, falling from the sky, connecting to the sea, calm and calm.

But the next moment, the light was torn apart, and the entire world was torn apart, revealing a dark void!

The moment the blue line was cut, Ning Fan's heart sank, and he teleported away without hesitation, but that day, the spiritual thread was like a maggot attached to the bone, wherever he escaped, the spiritual thread would be cut, and there was no way to retreat!

With a ruthless gaze, Ning Fan knew that with this Heavenly Spirit with a sword, he was afraid that he could only resist hard!

A magic weapon, none of which has reached the level of spiritual treasures, not even the Xuantian remnant treasure, so, it seems that only the physical body can resist!

This is definitely the strongest blow that Ning Fan has ever seen, the monk under the god transformation can deliver, and it is even more terrifying than the attack of a few gods in the early stage!

As soon as the earth star in his right eye moved, the power of the earth between heaven and earth seemed to form a dark yellow giant shield, blocking in front of him. After the giant shield, Ning Fan did not hesitate to urge the 'Nian Shou Decision', and with the ink-colored sword thought of the peak of the Yuan Infant, he turned into a black giant cocoon and wrapped himself in it, and in the giant cocoon, his whole body was completely turned into silver, the magic patterns flashed, and he held more than ten superb magic weapons in his hands!

The giant shield transformed by Tu Yuan was enough to block the blow of an ordinary great monk, but under the blue light line, with a 'snort', the earth shield dozens of zhang thick was cut in half, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror!

The first line of defense was broken, but it only consumed one-fifth of Qingguang's strength!

Ning Fan's eyes were cold, this blue light was too sharp... As soon as his eyes were decided, the black cocoon turned by his divine thoughts had touched the blue line.

It's like the sound of eggshells shattering, the black cocoon that is enough to block the blow of the Great Monk, shattered!

And the blue line, on top of the void divine thought, left a thin invisible scar, although the scar was small, but it made Ning Fan Zhihai feel pain and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Nian Shou Decision has also been broken!

This sword is so terrifying!

There are still three-fifths of the strength of this sword, and if it has been hard connected to the flesh, it is not the time!

Ning Fan's eyes were crazy, and one by one the best magic weapons were thrown out by him, and when he was close to the blue line, they detonated!

A treasure crushed!

Ten Treasures Crushed!

Treasure Crushed!

The best magic weapon seized by the Yuan Infant was almost shattered, and every broken treasure had a mana comparable to the Yuan Infant level, bombarding the blue line... The powerful power of the broken treasure shook Ning Fan and shook him away, and even if it was a blue line, it was also illusory under this vibration.

The power of the blue line is less than one-fifth, and at this moment, it is close to Ning Fan, and he will be cut off on the head!

It's like a light, all silent, fast, too fast! And Ning Fan, trying to catch the light with his hands!

One punch, hit the blue line!

With only one contact, his fist bones began to collapse, and the blue line invaded his body, wantonly destroying!

Before he was seriously injured, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly became indifferent, the black hair grew, the black mist around his body was swirling, and in the thud, his body was shattered!

Blue line, extinguished!

The lord of the East Tower, Dongqing, his eyes have already been shocked!

Although this sword killed Ning Fan, in the end, Ning Fan ran out of power!

"Is this Zhou Ming's strength... The Xuantian Slashing Spirit Sword, although it is a remnant treasure, is not weaker than an ordinary spirit treasure! This person can actually wear out the blue light, and his combat power is infinitely close to turning into a god!"

And Bei Brown was also shocked, but on his face, he sneered.

A sword almost drained all of his essence and blood, and he was so seriously injured, even if he recuperated with a genius earth treasure, it would not be a hundred years. It is absolutely impossible to heal from the injury, and even if it does, it is due to self-injury. His cultivation will definitely fall a lot. After recovering from the injury, I'm afraid I only have less than 5,000 A mana...

The price of this sword is not insignificant!

He is also a character! To be able to send out this sword is enough to be proud!

Although the price is large, after all, kill Ning Fan and obtain two kinds of leyline demon fire. Yan Zun will definitely be rewarded...

After marrying a five-turn alchemist, if they are given a 'clutch pill', they are expected to turn into gods in this life!

"Haha! Go to the place where you are dying, and look for the leyline demon fire!, I'll take a little rest and suppress the injury..."

"But, there's no demon fire?"

"Impossible! This sword can attract the power of the heavenly spirit, and it can wipe out all its primordial infants. Not a drop of flesh and blood flows, but the earthly veins and demon fire, which are heaven and earth spirits, are not destroyed by the power of heavenly spirits... Hmm? Could it be that this sword slashed through the void and caused the two flames to fall into the void? Chop up the void and take out the demon fire, but with the next sword, you will slash..."

The northern brown who was cross-legged in the sky was refining the power of the elixir in his body, and suddenly, his vest was cold!

Countless ink-colored sword thoughts appeared behind him, turning into a black-clothed and indifferent youth!

The young man's face was slightly pale, as if he was injured, but he was not dead!

"You're proud of hurting me... Ink Distraction!"

This warning sign is too weird!

Even Bei Brown didn't have time to ask for help from Dongqing thousands of feet away!

This voice, like a magic barrier, is extremely cold, but it is very familiar, and it will not be wrong, it is that person!

"Zhou Ming, you're not dead, how is it possible!How is it possible!Ah!"

The young man once again burst into an ink shadow, and Bei Brown immediately screamed!

His right arm holding the sword was slashed by the ink shadow and cut off alive!

And the ink shadow sank into the body, crushed the fairy veins, destroyed the dantian, and forced the little yuan baby who was lying in the dantian!

At the moment when the body was shattered and the Yuan Infant was about to die, the Yuan Infant wearing the golden armor was terrified and smashed a jade plate, and a flame of light in the jade plate was rolled, exerting the power of movement, and it had been moved thousands of feet away!

He looked at the young man who was reunited by the black mist in disbelief, while Dongqing was stunned by the reversed shape in front of him!

How is it possible! 'Zhou Ming', who was slashed by Tianling's sword, was still ... Alive!

The body of the black mist, what is it, it can be broken and condensed!

Ink Flow Distraction Technique, what is it! As soon as it was broken and scattered, it made Bei Brown's body collapse, and it was even with the help of the 'Great Moving Jade' that he was lucky not to die!

"Impossible! impossible!" Bei Brown let out a hoarse roar, but with extreme fear.

"You're going to die... Before he died, Zhou had a question. You have taken great pains to serve Yanzun of the Rain Palace, it seems that it is because Yanzun is a fifth-turn alchemist, but you don't know that Zhou, who is also a fifth-turn alchemist! ”

"What, what! You are a fifth-turn alchemist!" Dongqing's heart was greatly frustrated, if they had known that Ning Fan was the fifth-turn, they would have tried their best to befriend this person, how could they hurt this person in order to curry favor with another fifth-turn...

Remorse, regret ... But after regretting it, in their eyes, there was panic and resentment.

This Zhou Ming, the means are too weird, it's not easy to deal with, it's better to escape first, escape from the endless sea, escape back to the rain hall, please Yanzun help, and avenge the two!

"If you want to run, you must run!"

Ning Fan pointed at the two of them, and their black eyes were as cold as ice.

opened his mouth and took a breath, ate Bei Brown's severed arm, and held the cyan emerald sword for more than a foot, and a trace of the feeling of heaven and earth blending appeared in Ning Fan's body and mind.

Is this the Xuantian Spirit Slashing Sword... Along the way, I underestimated the power of the magic weapon, I didn't expect that as soon as the magic weapon entered the spirit level and attracted the heavenly spirit, the power was so terrifying, even if I had to suffer some injuries...

Xuantian remnant treasure, but with his 190 A mana, even if he adds demon power, it is not enough to urge.

The two who were fixed damaged their bodies and wanted to escape, but they were designated by Ning Fan again.

Break free, sure!

Break free, sure!

One person and one baby, showing a look of despair, Ning Fan, who is in the state of ink shadow at this moment, has a breath comparable to that of a great monk, and it is not as easy as the fixation technique performed by the two of them!

"Daoyou Zhou Ming, if you let go of this seat this time, this seat promises that after returning to the Rain Palace, you will never be held accountable for violating the boundary law!"

"Pursue, heh, don't worry, I'm researching, the use of this sword, with this sword, beheaded!"

"You can't use this sword! This sword is a god, and..."

"Noise!"

This sentence, the sound melted into the sky, flooded with thunder, and reverberated in the hearts of the two for a long time!

And a vast and vicissitudes of breath slowly condensed on Ning Fan's body.

Bend your hand to grasp it, but it seems to grasp the underwater soil of the entire sea area in the palm of your hand!

"Soul Drain..."

An indifferent voice sounded, and the soul of the earth merged into Ning Fan's body and turned into endless mana!

300 A, 500 A, 1000 A.

2000 A, 5000 A, 10000 A!

Wanjia mana is comparable to turning into a god, so much mana, even if Ning Fan does not damage himself, it is enough, one sword to slash the spirit!

"Pump... Soul Extraction! Understood! This seat understands! Your unbreakable ink shadow is an incarnation, and it is still one of those rare 'immortal incarnations'! You, you... You actually comprehended two kinds of shattered void supernatural powers in the infancy of the Yuan! Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming! Haha, this seat died at your hands, not in vain, not in vain! But if you don't kill me, this seat is willing to serve you..."

"Noise!"

The cold light flashed, and a strong momentum turned into a sword that slashed the spirit!

The slashing spirit is cut horizontally in a semicircle, a blue line, slashed horizontally, as if to talk about the blue sky... Kick it off!

The blue line has been cut by a person and a baby, and the faces of the two are frightened, frightened, and resentful!

Whether it is the Yuan Infant or the physical body, they are all under a sword, quickly dissolving...

Two screams spread in the sea with the wind, but immediately, they were drowned out by the roar of the sky!

The void shattered into a black crack, and the power of the void made people's scalps tingle.

Immediately, healing.

The waves were monstrous, and there was only a young man in black, standing in the center of the waves, looking at the sword in his hand.

Slowly disperse the soul of the earth.

"Xuantian Spirit Treasure... It's terrifying... In this way, you need to be very careful with the gods, and you have to start refining a few magic treasures... Cutting off the sword, you can't just stay at the top grade anymore..."

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In Xuanwu City, countless old monsters surrounded the Nandan Tower, among them, Lu Qing and Bei Xiaoman and other high-level officials of the Relic Palace, holding three pieces of life jade, were silent.

The three pieces of life jade were shattered one after another, which undoubtedly meant that the three tower masters died one after another.

In the South Tower, there is a deathly silence!

And a moment later, a sensational news shocked Penglai, and it will also spread in the open sea at a terrifying speed!

Zhou Ming, with the power of one person, killed three great monks!

Three relics palace tower masters, three rain hall guests, no life!

Zhou Ming, when he is the first person under the endless overseas sea and the gods!

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