"It's uncle, uncle is back!" Zhao Die'er bit her lips loosened, shedding two lines of tears of joy.

Liu Yan looked at the sky stupidly, and as soon as she saw Ning Fan's figure, her heart immediately calmed down, "The predecessor is back"

On the long street of Tianman City, there were barbarians standing full, and these barbarians were excited one by one, and when they were chased and killed by the Sixth Barbarian Ancestor and were almost desperate, Ning Fan returned!

Ning Fan is back, and he has returned with an army of 200,000 brute beasts!

200,000 brute beasts roared like thunder, and in the roar, Ning Fan stepped on the Sky Piercing Stone under his feet, and immediately jumped out and flew straight towards Fan Lianxiu.

This scene fell in the eyes of all living beings, and everyone was shocked!

In the sky, the group cultivators who were still fighting Fan Lianxiu to the death exclaimed one after another.

"Who is this ghost-faced monk! He came here with 200,000 brute beasts! Could it be the power of some demon clan!"

"No, it's not a demon cultivator, it's a Terran monk! I can't imagine that among my Terran, there are also seniors who can command brute beasts, and there are hundreds of thousands of brute beasts under his command!"

"Why did that murderous creature flee, isn't it afraid of this ghost-faced senior!"

Exclamations abounded.

Teng Nan and Teng Bei's eyes were shocked, but they didn't say much, quietly watching the scene of Ning Fan and Fan Lianxiu chasing and fleeing.

The two of them were cultivators, and they couldn't hurt Fan Lianxiu for half a point, and they directly scared Fan Lianxiu away.

Could it be that this person is the Ancient Immortal Venerable? No, obviously not, the aura that this person showed was far from even the appearance of the Broken Thought Realm

There was a lot of confusion in the eyes of the two, but those confusions turned into surprise at the moment when Ning Fan made a move.

"Definitely!"

Ning Fan's speed was too fast, only one flickered, and the golden light directly broke through the air. Blocking in front of Fan Lianxiu for a thousand zhang, the index finger pressed forward, and within a thousand zhang, the flow of a qiē void storm was immediately frozen.

The space seemed to freeze, time seemed to stop, Fan Lian corrected all the way to escape, and suddenly his complexion changed greatly, and his body was unable to move, and he was actually pointed at by Ning Fan. Stay alive!

"The Eastern Heavenly Ancestor Emperor's Heaven Fixing Technique!What is the origin of this person, he actually knows this technique!" Fuji Nan and Fuji North were all shocked.

Any monk here who has a little eyesight and knows the art of fixing the heavens is shocked.

As soon as Fan Lianxiu was appointed, Ning Fan suddenly raised his hand, and the five swords of rain were already hovering in front of him.

He saw at a glance that this blood soul supernatural power was weird, so he showed no mercy as soon as he made a move, and directly used the strongest supernatural power.

The index finger moved forward a little, and the five swords immediately attracted the rain of heaven and earth. roared out, directly slashing Fan Lianxiu of the Blood Soul Body into six sections.

"The sword of the Dao Rules! Above the five swords of this son, there is actually a trace of the power of the Dao Rules. ”

Not only Fuji Nan and Fuji North were shocked, but even the Earth Demon and the Iron Crow, the two former Immortal Venerables. They were all moved.

After these two became Ning Fan's slaves, they had seen a lot of amazing things in Ning Fan, but at this moment, when they saw the sword light of Dao Ze, they were still a little shocked.

After the shock. But it is a great pity, the two of them used to be the Ancient Immortal Venerable, but now their strength has fallen. Barely able to use a little bit of the power of the Dao.

When they fought against Fan Lianxiu before, the two of them also tried to use the power of the Dao Rules, but they also couldn't hurt Fan Lianxiu in the slightest.

In the eyes of the two, although Ning Fanyu's five swords were powerful, if they wanted to hurt Fan Lianxiu, they were still not enough.

Sure enough, Fan Lianxiu's body was cut into six pieces, and not a drop of blood came out. A burst of blood light flashed, and the body was directly reshaped in the blood light.

"Can't even the magic of the Tao rule hurt this murderous thing?"

Ning Fan's gaze froze, and he withdrew the Five Swords of Rain. Fan Lianxiu snorted disdainfully and said coldly,

"This kind of supernatural power can hurt others, but it can't hurt the ancestor!

Fan Lianxiu's eyes narrowed, but he didn't escape, waved his hand to conjure up a mountain of blood, and made a sacrifice to the sky.

The blood mountain had already taken off, and tens of thousands of fire bulls immediately rushed out under it, all of them were wild bull phantoms, iron hooves stepped into the air, and rushed towards Ning Fan with a bang.

When he first saw Ning Fan, he ran away, because he was afraid of the three forces in Ning Fan's body.

If he didn't run at the moment, he saw that Ning Fan didn't know his weaknesses, and he didn't seem to know how to use these three powers to cause harm to himself.

In this way, he only needs to kill Ning Fan before he sees through his weakness, and there is no need to escape.

With Fan Lianxiu's cultivation at this moment, a single fire bull is enough to kill a human mystery.

Tens of thousands of fire bulls collided in unison, and the huge force was definitely enough to kill the weaker Shekong.

"As soon as this murderous creature saw me coming, he fled in the wilderness, and his eyes were filled with fear. But now, it's changed."

"The five swords of the rain can't hurt him, I'm afraid that even if the five swords of battle are summoned, the ten swords will not hurt him. This ferocious creature has strange powers, and it can ignore the damage of the Dao Rule's technique, no wonder the 100,000 monks joined forces before, and they couldn't take him."

"I don't know if this is a supernatural power, it may hurt him!"

Ning Fan's scarlet eyes suddenly turned into purple eyes, his silver hair turned into black hair, and his white robe turned into a black robe.

His ghost face turned black little by little, and at the moment of blackening, he suddenly raised his finger, pointed at the Ten Thousand Fire Ox, and only read two indifferent and ruthless words in his mouth.

"Chagu!"

Since the moment Ning Fan returned, the beautiful eyes of the Cold Dance Fairy have always stayed on Ning Fan. She was the closest person to Ning Fan among the women, and at the moment when Ning Fan turned into black, she clearly saw that Ning Fan's eyes became as cold as ice, and that coldness seemed to have completely turned into another stranger, which made her a little afraid to recognize her.

If he hadn't seen Ning Fan turn from white to black with his own eyes, the Cold Dance Fairy would almost have thought that Ning Fan in black was another person.

Demon Yuanzi and Jinhua Ancestor took the spirit boat, together with a group of fallen monks, and they were late.

As soon as they came here, the two of them saw the scene of Ning Fan turning into black, and they were afraid.

Especially the Jinhua Ancestor, the fear on his face is the most, he has been injured by Ning Fan in black before, Ning Fan, who knows this state, how terrifying his supernatural powers are, under one finger, the monk's cultivation can be erased!

"This is the Returning to the Ruins! The Returning Ruins Finger of the Fuli Clan! Why can this little thief perform this technique!" The Burial Moon Immortal Concubine didn't say a word, but she was surprised in her heart.

Fuli has long been extinct before antiquity, and in this world, there are few monks who are qualified to know the name of Fuli. There are even fewer who can recognize the finger of the ruins. And the one who can cast the finger of returning to the ruins. I should have died already

Fu Li, it should have been dead

This little thief, could it be that he was carrying the bloodline to help him get rid of it, otherwise he would never have been able to use his finger to return to the ruins

In the dictionary of the Fuli clan, the word "ancient at that moment" is the meaning of returning to the ruins, and the magical power that Ning Fan exerts at this moment is also the meaning of returning to the ruins that the Burial Moon Immortal Concubine thinks.

This technique was comprehended by Ning Fan from the old man in the black robe, and his comprehension of this technique was extremely shallow, Rao was so. The power of this technique should not be underestimated.

Returning to the ruins is to let the world return to nothingness!

The power of this technique is contrary to the Great Dao!

In front of tens of thousands of cattle, a rolling black mist suddenly appeared, and the black mist rolled towards the flaming herd, and the flames on the herd were immediately extinguished.

One breath, the fire is extinguished!

Three breaths. The bulls all screamed, and the beast's body rotted.

Six breaths, the skin and flesh of the brute cattle all rotted and fell off, leaving only the white skeleton.

After ten breaths. Even the skeletons of the herd of cattle turned into ashes and annihilated in the void!

Ten breaths, this technique is broken!

Ten breaths. It is also the limit of Ning Fan's return to the ruins now.

He connected his index fingers and pointed out countless black mist again, rolling towards Fan Lianxiu.

Swept up in the black mist. Fan Lianxiu's cultivation has a downward trend!

One breath, a thousand years of falling!

Ten breaths, 10,000 years of falling!

His blood soul body was annihilated in the black mist little by little, but after ten breaths, his cultivation was immediately restored, and his body was immediately restored!

"Hey! What a weird supernatural power! It's good that this son didn't comprehend this technique, otherwise he would definitely be able to hurt the blood soul body of this ancestor!"

"I didn't expect that this son could hurt the ancestor's power, not three, but four. No, judging from this weirdness, maybe there is a fifth, sixth"

"No matter how much you fight, you may not be able to kill this son, you should still run away!"

Fan Lianxiu's expression changed again, his body flickered, turned into a blood rainbow, and fled again.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, and he chased after him, but his mind was racing in his heart.

"When this murderous creature first saw me, he fled directly, because there was something in me that he was deeply afraid of. He didn't run away because he saw that I hadn't come up with any means to make him jealous, and he knew that I hadn't seen through the weakness of his blood soul body, so he wanted to kill me before I realized this. ”

"With my current understanding of the Guiru Finger, I can't hurt this murderous thing, but I must have some means on my body, and this murderous thing is extremely fearful!"

With Ning Fan's mind, he immediately deduced this from Fan Lianxiu's various actions.

The Five Swords of Rain are not only Ning Fan's strongest magical powers, but among the five swords, there is also the clutch sword, which is the magic weapon of the twelve nirvana.

If this technique can't hurt Fan Lianxiu, it means that all the supernatural powers and magic weapons in the general sense can't hurt Fan Lianxiu.

"Among the many means on my body, which one is the one that makes Fan Lianxiu extremely jealous?"

Ning Fan's mind suddenly recalled that when Hua Fan realized the truth, he often listened to a scripture of the "Barbarian Ancestor Sutra" recited by the barbarians.

'The barbarian, the ancestor of nature, and the great sect of all domains. Barbarian is born in the dust, dies in calamity, all things cannot be grasped, and if you are stubborn, you will lose barbarism'

"Perhaps, this person is afraid of my blood, perhaps, he is afraid of my persistence!"

Ning Fan's figure flashed again, blocking in front of Fan Lianxiu, and pointed.

This finger is not the art of robbery, but the art of Dao thought!

With one finger, the west wind appeared, and the wonders of ten thousand leaves and Xiao Xiao immediately appeared between heaven and earth, and autumn was slaughtered!

"Hmph, this son is really stupid, and he hasn't even discovered what the ancestor is afraid of. The art of mere Taoism, the ancestor is not afraid!"

Fan Lianxiu sneered, not afraid of the obstruction of Wanye Xiao Xiao in front of him, and rushed out directly, trying to directly smash the blockade of this technique.

But as soon as he entered the scope of this technique, the west wind added to his body, and Fan Lianxiu's complexion immediately changed greatly, and cold sweat immediately flowed all over his body!

The technique of the west wind is the technique of Dao thought created by Ning Fan, which contains Ning Fan's Dao thought!

Even Fan Lianxiu himself didn't expect that under the erosion of this Daoist thoughts, his blood soul body would collapse with the shadow of the Ten Thousand Leaves, and it would be weathered into ashes little by little!

"The fifth! There is a fifth power in this son's body, which can hurt the ancestor!"

"This is an obsession! Damn, this person is actually a cultivator, and he is actually a cultivator among only one in a million people in the Soul Tribulation Clan!"

"Damn, damn it! obsession with the lethality of brutes. It's more terrifying than robbing blood!"

"Ancient statue, protect me!"

The west wind is like a road, and almost instantly, Fan Lianxiu will be wiped out here!

When he was about to die, Fan Lianxiu let out a loud shout and summoned an ancient statue directly from the depths of the void.

That ancient statue is one of the seven ancient statues used by Ao Xuan and the Poison Dragon Ancestor when they were sacrificing to the wilderness!

As soon as the ancient statue appeared, Fan Lianxiu's blood soul body directly rushed into the ancient statue. Possessed by an ancient statue.

In an instant, on top of the ancient statue, there was an momentum comparable to that of the Ancient Immortal Venerable, which was waking up little by little!

With the power of the West Wind Technique, he could no longer hurt Fan Lianxiu in the ancient statue through the ancient statue.

"As soon as the blood soul enters the ancient image, it cannot be separated, and the ancestor originally planned to devour enough blood food to improve the blood soul cultivation. fused with the ancient statue again, but now it seems that it has to be fused with the ancient statue in advance. However, even though the ancestor was successfully resurrected after six days. The strength will definitely be much worse than before."

"It's all to blame for this son, forcing the ancestor to flee to the ancient statue for refuge, this son, should be killed!"

"Billions of barbarian souls. Now!"

The ancient statue was like an incomparably huge stone puppet, stepping into the void step by step, slowly but firmly. Walked towards Ning Fan.

Fan Lianxiu, don't run away! He wants to make Ning Fan pay the price!

As soon as he pointed out, a huge pool of blood immediately appeared in the void, and in the pool of blood, bloody souls were constantly flying, and each soul was a barbarian who died unjustly in the blood sacrifice wilderness countless years ago!

As soon as those souls appeared, they glared at Fan Lianxiu with rage, with unforgettable hatred in their eyes.

I don't know how many souls there are, billions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions, or even more

Uncountable!

Once, the sixth barbarian ancestor Fan Lianxiu, in order to cultivate the blood robbery and become the Taicang robbery spirit, disdained blood to sacrifice the entire wild creatures, in exchange for the opportunity to cultivate the blood!

The barbarians died without entering reincarnation, and before their souls dissipated, they were all taken away by Fan Lianxiu and refined into the blood pool.

Every dead barbarian has an unforgettable hatred for Fan Lianxiu, and that hatred has turned into a steady stream of killing incense, accumulated in the blood pool, and has been precipitated for countless years.

It was obviously a killing incense used to kill Fan Lianxiu, but for some reason, it could be used by Fan Lianxiu in turn.

This is simply counterintuitive!

"The ancestor doesn't need your faith, the ancestor only needs hatred! The more you hate the ancestor, the better!"

"The Tao of the Ancestors is hatred! In this world, the only people who can use the killing incense at will are the monks who cultivate the Tao of Hatred! And the Ancestor is one of them!"

"Blood Bow Bow Spirit, now! Killing Arrow, Condensation!"

The ancient statue sneered, and the stone hand grabbed forward, and between heaven and earth, a bow spirit boy immediately appeared.

The young man with the bow spirit, his eyes were indifferent and ruthless, shook his body, turned into a bloody bow, and fell into the hands of the ancient statue.

The ancient statue grabbed the blood pool with his big hand, and the endless killing incense immediately turned into a blood arrow shadow and fell into the ancient statue's hand.

The left hand bends the bow, the right hand answers the arrow, and as soon as the bowstring opens, the entire interface here is almost about to collapse!

He wants to use this arrow to shoot Ning Fan and eliminate the hatred in his heart!

At this moment, his blood soul is possessed by the ancient statue, and his strength is close to that of the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable, with this killing incense arrow, it is enough to shoot any monk under the Immortal Venerable!

This is a blow from the Ancient Immortal Venerable, and he is convinced that no one in this realm can take it!

He wantonly collects the hatred of all peoples, he ignores the wrath of all peoples, he does not need all beings to believe in him!

In the pool of blood, the remnants of the barbarians who had been dead for many years did not dare to look at them, and roared desperately.

They are not reconciled!

They hated Fan Lianxiu, their hatred turned into killing incense, and they only hoped that one day, someone would take this incense and kill Fan Lianxiu!

But what made them sad was that even the killing incense they had born out of hatred had become a tool used by Fan Lianxiu to exert his magical powers, and they were being used

Is this the sorrow of the weak?

At the moment when the ancient statue bent the bow and arrow, countless beings in this world all had a sense of mortal crisis in an instant.

The arrow was clearly aimed at Ning Fan, but the attack range included all the living beings here!

The more advanced the cultivation level, the stronger the sense of crisis.

Will die! Will die!

Demon Yuanzi and Jinhua Ancestor were full of remorse in their hearts, they could never have imagined that the result of following Ning Fan's arrival would be to be killed by a peerless beast with an arrow.

Knowing this, the two of them would never follow Ning Fan to this place, and it was too late to escape at this moment!

The earth demons and the iron crows all showed their unwillingness.

The two of them surrendered their identities and became slaves to Ning Fan, in order to save their lives, how could they die willingly.

But the power of an arrow in the ancient statue is too strong, this power, I am afraid that only when the two of them are in their heyday, can they be blocked by the cultivation of the Immortal Venerable, and once they are hit by the arrow at this moment, they will definitely die!

The Burial Moon Immortal Concubine was almost about to cry!

She wasn't afraid of the arrow, and if she did, she might be the only one in the place who wouldn't be shot.

When she was in her heyday, she was also the Nine Tribulation Immortal Emperor, and even if the remnant god was weak, it would be difficult to kill her. Even if you are hit by an arrow, you will be more seriously injured at most, and you will not be in danger of your life.

But she was afraid that Ning Fan would be shot to death!

She was robbed and forbidden by Ning Fan, there is wood! Ning Fan died, and the robbery would wipe her out, there is wood!

The only thing that can kill her here is the damn robbery, there is wood!

"Fight! Even if you fight the last strength of the old lady's remnant god, you must save the life of the little thief!"

The Burial Moon Immortal Concubine bit her silver teeth, and without saying a word, she was about to take off and rush out, desperately trying to protect Ning Fan.

It's a pity that before she could make a move, there was already a grinning little Lori, who flashed out, and the silver thunder around her body made a noise, blocking in front of Ning Fan.

She is the fairy Lori Yuan Shen who has eaten and drunk enough from the thunder flag.

At this moment, the fairy Lori, the gold of the Yuan Shen is all gone, and there is no trace of gold, and others can't see it at all, this Yuan Shen is the Yuan God of the Immortal Emperor.

Unless she wants to!

After eating and drinking enough in the thunder flag, Fairy Lori still did not recover her memory, nor did she complete the evolution of the thunder body.

However, her aura has skyrocketed all the way, and she has risen to the early stage of Broken Thoughts.

Although it is only the early stage of broken thoughts, but with an aura, even in the face of the ancient statue at this moment, there is no fear!

"Daddy, don't be afraid, the immortals will protect you!"

"No one is allowed to hurt my father!"

(1/1) No change, wash and sleep!(To be continued......)