What Ning Fan used was clearly the prize he got from the Blood Martial Arts Ring - the Dragon Claw!

Seeing that Ning Fan had refined this spirit suit in only a few days, with the experience of slaughtering the emperor, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

The Nightmare Dragon is not a native species of the Jidan Sanctuary, as far as the Emperor Tu knows, the Nightmare Dragon seems to be a species of the True Realm, and the Nightmare Dragon in the Jidan Sanctuary is said to have been captured by the Medicine Gathering Saint Nanyao Saint from a certain demon domain in the True Realm.

The dragons in the Extreme Dan Sacred Domain only live in the tenth-level Fierce Domain Continent, and their number is extremely rare, but any one of them has a cultivation above the eternals. The dragon is a kind of magic dragon, known for its scales, horns, and armor are hard and sharp, and the hardness of its scale and horn armor is comparable to that of the ancient star iron, and the sharpness is even higher than the ancient star iron of the same level, and the magic weapon blade created is even better than the ancient star iron of the same level.

The magic weapon spirit suit made of dragon scale horn armor is naturally extremely sharp, but there is a drawback, that is, the demonic energy is too heavy, and it is not suitable for monks outside the demon path at all.

Even a demonic cultivator would need countless years of hard work before he could refine and subdue a Dragon-Destroying Magic Weapon Spirit Suit.

Even the ancient demons, not everyone can successfully refine the dragon's claws in a few days. At the very least, it had to be an ancient demon at the ancestral blood level to easily suppress the monstrous demonic qi in the dragon's claws and quickly subdue it.

Thinking of this, Emperor Tu couldn't help but narrow her beautiful eyes: although she knew that Ning Fan was an ancient demon before, she didn't know what level of ancient demon Ning Fan was.

Although the Nightmare Dragon Claw is only the Twelve Nirvana Spirit Suit of the Day After Tomorrow, after all, it is refined by the claws of the Immortal Emperor-level Nightmare Dragon, and there may not be many changes in the supernatural powers, but in terms of sharpness, looking at the magic weapon spirit suit under the innate nature, there are almost few pieces that can be stopped. Coupled with the attack bonus of the Rain Dao Rule, the attack power is naturally even more outstanding, and it is not difficult to open a hole in the spiritually corrupt Ancient Demon Soldier.

Seeing that Ning Fan had damaged the giant sword that assessed the corpse demon with one blow, there was an exclamation of surprise all around.

Ning Fan wasn't so surprised, after refining this spirit suit, he had privately tested the power of this spirit suit, and he had already expected such an attack effect.

The Dragon Claw was not an external spirit suit, but was equipped on Ning Fan's palm bones, inside the skin and flesh. From the outside, you can't see the existence of the Nightmare Dragon Claw, you can only see that Ning Fan's left hand has signs of demonization, almost the entire left arm is covered with fine Nightmare Dragon Scale Armor, the green tendons under the scale armor are exposed, and the nails of the fingers of the left hand have grown to seven inches.

"The first sword..."

Being pierced by Ning Fan's five fingers through the giant sword, Shen Twenty-three still had a numb expression, as if this matter was just a trivial matter in his eyes. His dark and stiff wrist, with just a flick of the giant sword, suddenly had an unimaginable power, like an angry wave crashing on the shore, domineering through the sword body. In an instant, Ning Fan only felt a sharp pain coming from his left finger bone, and he was shocked by the huge force, and he couldn't hold down the giant sword anymore.

He didn't know that in terms of physical strength alone, there was a huge gap between him and Na Shen Twenty-three, even if this Shen Twenty-three was suppressed in various ways and could not exert his full strength, the power was still above him!

Shen Twenty-three seemed to be just doing a routine, slashing Ning Fan's first sword, and then slashing the second sword.

It is still an incomparably heavy sword, and that heaviness is not only because of the weight of the sword and the strength of the person, but also because of the changes in the Dao rules.

Today is the first time Ning Fan has seen this kind of Dao rule, with his many years of experience in cultivating Zhen, he can't see what kind of Dao this is, he only feels hazy and chaotic, and he can't see the truth. And at this moment, there is no time to think about it, the body does not retreat but advances, the left hand of the devil's claw is a masterpiece, five fingers slash up, and five half-moon-shaped black light blades break through the air, facing the giant sword that falls in the air.

Rumble!

The deafening roar came, but it was the result of an even match, and the five light blades blocked the second sword, and it was still on the edge of Shen Twenty-three's giant sword, leaving five gaps.

There was even a voice, as if it sounded directly from the depths of Ning Fan's soul.

"Kind... Give me... Relief..."

"I... With the blood of the corpses... Give you back the cause and effect..."

"Give me... Relief..."

"You're... The Lord of the Devil's Peak... I can... Feel..."

"Give me... Demon burial..."

Demon burial, what demon burial?

What does it mean?

Ning Fan's feeling at this moment was very strange, he found that this kind of voice in the depths of his soul was based on the resonance between the two ancient demon bloodlines.

The one who spoke, there is no doubt that it is the ancient demon predecessor who has been dead for an unknown number of years, and he seems to have some kind of magical power, and in his few corpses and demon blood, he retains a trace of magical power to convey his last words.

No one else can hear it, only he, an ancient demon, can hear it.

I didn't have time to think about Ning Fan more, the third sword came again, and Ning Fan had to cheer up and go to pick up the third sword.

Connecting the three swords is not a big deal, but it is really a bit terrifying to leave damage on the ancient demon soldiers one after another.

Naturally, there was another exclamation all around, of course, in addition to exclamation, there were more doubts. You must know that this trial of power does not allow the use of spells to block the giant sword slash, and the doubters thought that Ning Fan used means other than physical strength to participate in the trial, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ning Fan was just using a spiritual costume that increased the physical attack, and the reason why the slash was sent out in the air was not mana, but the legendary ancient demon essence.

It does not violate the rules of the trials.

The collision of forces between Ning Fan and Shen Twenty-three is still continuing!

The fourth sword, the fifth sword... On the fourteenth sword, fine sweat began to break out on Ning Fan's forehead, but it was quickly washed in the rain curtain. The slash of Shen Twenty-three was very expensive for him who was only a Nine Nirvana Heavenly Demon. As for Shen Twenty-three, although he didn't have the slightest bit of exhaustion, there were more and more gaps in the giant sword, but unfortunately, he was not very intelligent, and he obviously didn't realize this, and he was still swinging a sword.

What made Ning Fan incomprehensible was that every time Shen Twenty-three cut out a sword, he would ask Ning Fan for a demon burial in the form of a soul sound.

"Kind... Why are you... Don't give it to me... Demon burial..."

"Lord of the Demon Peak... Why are you... Don't give it to me... Relief..."

"I'm going to... Demon burial..."

What is a demon burial, and how does Ning Fan know?

The fifteenth sword, the sixteenth sword... The forty-second sword, Ning Fan understood that these forty-two swords were the limit of his physical strength, and the ancient demon essence was not inexhaustible, and at this moment, he had almost exhausted the essence in his body in the forty-two rounds of confrontation.

This Shen Twenty-three is really strong, Red Tibet, Wu Yan, Shidang, Kill Bailou... The strong people who have achieved results above the hundred swords one by one are by no means vain, in terms of body refining alone, even Hongzang, who is the least good at body refining, is far above him in body refining and cultivation.

The trial of power, the trial of power... This is a test to test the cultivation of the body, Ning Fan can use the means of additional Dao rules to enhance the sharpness of the devil's claws, and damage Shen Twenty-three's giant sword a little bit, but he can't rely on the additional Dao rules to increase the cultivation of the body.

If his ancient demon cultivation was higher, if he had more essence in his body, he could also try to take a hundred swords, two hundred swords, but right now, he couldn't do it.

This is the so-called exhaustion, if there is no hole card, I am afraid that within a few moves, he will be defeated under the sword of Shen Twenty-three.

Could it be that only by using the Night Pearl given by Emperor Tu once and restoring his cultivation once can he defeat Shen Twenty-three and give him a relief?

It is true that the sealing of the torture ring is basically a blood robbery cultivation, even if the punishment ring is temporarily unsealed, it is not conducive to improving the strength of the physical body. But if he recovers his cultivation, at least the power of many Dao rules he has mastered can be exerted to the strongest. At the same time, he attached a variety of Dao rules to the Nightmare Dragon Claw, and all of them were attached to the strongest level, Ning Fan was confident that within a few moves, everything in Shen Twenty-three would be destroyed!

The sharpness of the Dragon's Claw, coupled with several Dao Rule power bonuses, is not to be underestimated!

Just when Ning Fan was thinking about it, in the depths of his soul, Shen Twenty-three's appeal came.

"The art of killing... It's the owner of the Demon Peak... Proof of..."

"You're... The big man of Mexico... Selected... Successor..."

"Please, sir... With the art of killing... Burial for me..."

The art of killing is actually the proof of the master of the Demon Peak? After understanding the art of killing, he was selected to become the master of the Demon Peak?

Ning Fan knew about this for the first time, in the past, he only said that he had learned a type of supernatural power from Emperor Moda, but unexpectedly, behind this supernatural power, there was such a great significance?

Naturally, this is not the time to consider these meanings, what makes Ning Fan curious is what the sentence "Killing Demon Burial" means.

He didn't understand why Shen Twenty-Three mentioned this, or could he try to listen to Shen Twenty-three's plea and use a killing technique to see how to give Shen Twenty-three a demon burial?

Thinking of this, Ning Fan secretly urged the killing technique, and at first he didn't feel anything, but after a while, he suddenly looked moved, as if the crowd of people in this mountain and tsunami was silent, but from the heavens and the earth, he heard countless unwilling roars...

"Forty-two swords, it seems that it is close to the limit of this son, this achievement is not bad on others, but compared with the score of my hundred-floor apprentice close to six hundred swords, it is not worth mentioning. Do you still think that this son is stronger than my Bailou disciple?" Emperor Lou Tuo smiled and said in the direction of Emperor Buddha Cry, but his tone was slightly sarcastic.

"Don't underestimate this son, this son, there should be a backhand, don't forget, he is an ancient demon, on his body, the old man feels some kind of ancient demon lost magical power..."

"The Ancient Demon Lost Divine Power? The Ancient Demon is an inferior being, and it is said that the Ancient Demon Lost Divine Power is unpredictable, but in the eyes of our Buddha cultivators, the Ancient Demon Divine Power is nothing. This son knows one or two kinds of ancient demons and lost supernatural powers, what can he do?" Emperor Lou Tuo said disdainfully, his words full of pride as a Buddhist cultivator.

The ancient demons lost their magical powers, and since there is the word lost, most of them are naturally lost masters. The lost ancient demon mastery, the inheritance has long been severed, and even the name has rarely been handed down. Although Emperor Lou Tuo was an Immortal Emperor, he had only heard of the three ancient demons with lost supernatural powers. What kind of bone shattering into a war, what kind of magic pupil turning away technique, what kind of magic sky escape, it's not that these magic powers are not powerful enough, but in Buddhism, some of them are unique to know these kinds of ancient demon powers, so Emperor Lou Tuo naturally doesn't think that the ancient demons have lost their magical powers.

The Buddha faces the devil and has his own arrogance. It is natural to look down on the magic powers.

Emperor Lou Tuo didn't think that Ning Fan had any great ancient demon lost supernatural powers that could make him achieve higher results, but Emperor Buddha Cry didn't think so.

Emperor Buddha Cry is one of the few people in the Dabei clan who has studied the ancient demons very deeply, if he is not mistaken, Ning Fan seems to have been brewing a certain ancient demon lost supernatural power since he received the first sword...

The vast majority of the ancient demons have corresponding Dharma restraints, but there are very few exceptions to the ancient demons...

"If I'm not mistaken, what this son used should be the first of the nine forbidden techniques on the peak of sealing demons that year, and he also touched that technique to the third realm..."