Reverse Spiritualism is a kind of supernatural power that reverses spiritual power and strengthens perception, and is one of the highest secret techniques of the True Dragon Clan. In the entire True Dragon Clan, there were only a few people who were qualified to cultivate this technique, and the Poison Dragon Ancestor was one of them.

Ning Fan had heard of the prestige of this technique, in addition to strengthening perception, another ability of anti-spirit art was to assist in soul searching.

If you learn anti-spiritualism, you can read the opponent's memories without destroying the opponent's mind. And ordinary soul searching techniques can't read machine spirit memories, but reverse soul magic can do it lightly.

Hearing that the candle bow intended to teach this technique, he immediately took a deep look at the ancestral bow spirit.

If he can learn the anti-spirit technique, Ning Fan can use this technique to strengthen the perception of divine thoughts again, and the perception range of the rain technique will increase again. Ning Fan was very interested in this technique.

It's just that the timing of the ancestral bow and bow spirit proposing to teach the anti-spirit technique was a little abrupt, and it seemed that it was to let Ning Fan search his soul without destroying his spiritual intelligence, but it gave Ning Fan a feeling that he was not telling the truth

"Are you sure you want to pass this technique on to me?" Ning Fan asked thoughtfully.

The green light in his eyes flickered, as if he had penetrated all the thoughts of the bow spirit, and the ancestral bow spirit felt a void in his heart, and said with a smile,

"Sure, of course sure! If a good man learns the art of reverse spiritism, he will naturally be able to search the soul of Xiao Gong and know if Xiao Gong is lying. ”

After that, Gong Ling really used the connection between his heart and mind to teach Ning Fan the cultivation method of anti-spirit technique, and he was nervously thinking about other things in his heart

It's a plan to escape!

"On that day, this evil star designated the old man, and planted a total of ten layers of seals and prohibitions in the old man's body. That prohibition colludes with the general trend, and with the old man's magical powers, it can't be broken at all."

"However, the old man's spirit body is very special, if this person searches the old man's soul with reverse spiritual magic, the old man can absorb some anti-spiritual power from the spirit body, so that the seal in the body is weakened, as long as these ten layers of seals are weakened, the old man is quite sure, break the seal, and escape from the control of this evil star. ”

"Well, if it weren't for the escape from the clutches of this evil star. How could the old man pass on the anti-spiritualism to this person? It's just a step in the old man's escape plan. ”

"The old man is a candle bow and bow spirit, in order to escape, he actually used a trick on a junior, hehe. The life of the old man. It's really lonely as snow. ”

The Bow Spirit is imagining his escape plan. But he didn't know that its motive for teaching anti-spirit art had caused Ning Fan to be a little wary

However, since he has obtained the secret technique of the True Dragon Clan. Naturally, there is no reason to abandon it.

Without the intention of breaking the bow spirit, Ning Fan sorted out the information obtained by the anti-spirit technique a little, no matter what, on the bank of the True Illusion River, he went against the spiritual power and cultivated the anti-spirit technique.

The difficulty of cultivating anti-spirit art is not high, and it is divided into seven realms. The first realm is the easiest to cultivate, as long as you have a spirit wheel and cultivate demon spiritual power in your body, you can cultivate.

But from the second realm, this technique requires more and more cultivation of demon spirit power. With Ning Fan's demon spirit power cultivation comparable to the early stage of human Xuan, he could only be able to cultivate the second level of anti-spirit art.

The first level of anti-spirituality can increase the perception of divine thoughts by two times.

The second level of anti-spiritualism can increase the perception of divine thoughts by four times.

Only half a day passed, and Ning Fan had cultivated the second level of anti-spiritual technique. Once he had cultivated the second level of anti-spirit technique, Ning Fan obviously felt that although his divine thought realm had not improved, his perception was several times stronger than before!

"If my demon spiritual power is raised to the realm of crossing the truth, I can cultivate the third level of anti-spirit technique, which can make my divine perception skyrocket again."

"Demon spiritual power, you need to use the guò spirit wheel to refine the magic power to cultivate the magic power here, but it's a pity that I can't stay here for too long, otherwise if I retreat here for decades, most of the demon spirit power can break through the true realm."

Ning Fan looked at the east-flowing river and groaned slightly. The ancestral bow spirit in his hand reminded as if intentionally or unintentionally,

"Hero, aren't you searching for Xiao Gong's soul? Don't you see if Xiao Gong is lying?"

"Are you looking forward to me searching for your soul? Aren't ordinary people rejecting being searched for souls?" you are looking forward to it," Ning Fan asked expressionlessly.

"Uh" Gong Ling's words were stagnant, and his heart was a little weak.

"That's it, you took the trouble to pass on my anti-spirit technique, and I will search your soul as you wish!"

Ning Fan went against the luck of his spiritual power, and pointed at the ancestral bow, and the ancestral bow shook his body, and immediately turned into the illusory figure of a hunchbacked old man, covered with black and red seals.

Then he grabbed it with one hand, directly pressed the hunchbacked old man's heavenly spirit, and performed the anti-spirit soul search technique.

Obviously he was soul searched, but the hunchbacked old man had an extremely comfortable feeling, all the 130 million pores of his body were stretched, enjoying this soul search process, with a lewd and happy smile on his face.

"It's cool! It's so cool to be searched by anti-spiritism!"

"The seal in the body has weakened a little, take advantage of this evil star to search for the old man's memory, and the old man quickly broke the seal!"

The ten seals in the body have been transformed, and the bow spirit will naturally not be polite, quietly breaking the seal in the body.

But it's a pity that these small actions didn't hide from Ning Fan's eyes.

Ning Fan didn't break it, let Gong Ling break the seal self-righteously, and read Gong Ling's memory carefully.

This bow spirit used to be a demon bow spirit called 'candle bow'. The name of the candle bow is not small, and before the opening of the four days, it was a magic weapon for the 'ancestral dragon candle to leave'.

Ancestral Dragon Candle Li founded the True Dragon Clan, and was the common ancestor of the Dragon Ancestor in later generations, but before the formation of the Four Days, he had died in a mysterious place called the 'Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm'

The candle bow, along with the ancestral dragon candle, was destroyed in the battle of the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm, and only a trace of the bow spirit was lucky to not be extinguished, and it has survived to this day.

What Ning Fan snatched was a trace of the bow spirit that was damaged by the candle bow and did not die, because the bow spirit was damaged, the memory was not comprehensive, and Ning Fan failed to read too many ancient secrets from his memory.

And there is still a part of the memory of the bow spirit that is deliberately sealed, it is the seal set by the bow spirit himself, and the sealed is the memory that he does not want to be read by Ning Fan.

That memory contained its escape plan, and other things

Ning Fan tried to break the memory seal of the candle bow, but failed, his anti-spirit cultivation was still too low

Although he failed to break the seal, Ning Fan still remembered the seal of the candle bow. See some memory fragments.

Among those memory fragments are memories of the bow spirit trying to break the seal and escape, as well as some other memories.

One of the memory fragments is the scene of the ancestral dragon candle leaving when he was dying, and he earnestly admonished the candle bow spirit

"Remember, you have to flee back to the True Dragon Clan, and you have to give the key to the next Dragon Master"

"The key has been sealed by the old man, and under the saint, no one can forcibly break the seal. You are an old man bow spirit, but you have a chance to break the seal. If the dragon lord wants to unlock the key in the future. But the cultivation is insufficient. You will sacrifice your remnants to help the future dragon lord unlock the key, remember, remember"

Ning Fan's eyes changed slightly, but he didn't expect it. Will seal the memory from the bow spirit. Read such a memory fragment.

Key. It's the key again

The Eastern Demon Ancestor hid a key in the Zhentian Bell, the Ancient Emperor hid a key in the Yin and Yang Lock, and the Ancestral Dragon Candle left a key for the future Dragon Lord

Key. What exactly!

If you can tear open the memory seal of the bow spirit, you will be able to know the truth of the key, but with Ning Fan's anti-spiritual cultivation, if you want to tear the seal with your own strength, there is little hope

What if you threaten the bow spirit to break the seal by herself?

"That's it, let's not mention the key, and look at the picture of the ancestral dragon candle building the bridge in the memory of the bow spirit."

Ning Fan's mind turned, and he began to read another part of his memory. In this part of the memory, there is a picture of the ancestral dragon candle from crossing the truth when he was young.

What the ancestral dragon candle is cultivating is the way outside the sky, and that path does not belong to the reincarnation created by the Immortal Emperor, and there is no corresponding way among the 180,000 thousand bridges.

Zulong Candle Li once tried to build a real bridge on the True Illusion River, but failed

In desperation, Zu Long Candle turned to other avenues before he succeeded

In this world, except for the Immortal Emperor who created the True Illusion River, there has never been anyone who can build a true bridge on the True Illusion River, even the ancestral dragon can't do it.

The Candlebow Bow Spirit didn't lie, it didn't know the method of building a true bridge, and it had never heard of a monk outside the Immortal Emperor who had built a true bridge.

All it knew was the Zulong Candle Bridge Building Project—a failed bridge-building project.

"Except for the Immortal Emperor, no one has ever been able to build a real bridge on the True Illusion River, and I will not be an exception?"

Ning Fan frowned, looked at the illusory river flowing eastward, and was silent.

No one can build other real bridges on the real river, so they can only cross the real river by stepping on the real bridge left by the Immortal Emperor.

On the True Illusion River, there is no bridge, how should Ning Fan, a cultivator of the Dao, cross the truth?

Do you want to be like the Ancestral Dragon Candle Departure, give up the previous path, and re-cultivate other avenues?

Ning Fan closed his eyes and sighed slightly, he couldn't let go of his attachment, because this path was condensed by all the obsessions in his heart.

This is integrated into the warmest memory in his heart, the most sincere feelings, and he is reluctant to let go.

If he gave up the Dao and crossed the truth with other paths, he might be able to become a Duzhen monk, but he would never be Ning Fan again.

If you can't give up the way, can you only give up the realm? In this life, stop at the realm of the true and be a monk of the ghosts?

Stopping at the ghost doesn't seem to be a terrible thing. Giving up the mana to cross the truth, Ning Fan can still cultivate the ancient demon essence qi, and he can also cultivate the ancient demon spiritual power, and the path of cultivation may not be blocked because of this

However, if he couldn't cross the truth, then Ning Fan would not be able to cultivate the fourth change of the battle technique, and he would not be able to complete the Luo family's entrustment, and he would not be able to cultivate to the late stage of the crossing of the truth, and cultivate the twenty-seven yin and yang of the chaotic ring technique, which could be regarded as a change of direction and gave up the inheritance of the exercises given by the chaotic ancients

If you give up Duzhen, you will have the commission of the Luo family, and you are sorry for the troubles

The Chaotic Ancient Emperor did not hesitate to severely damage the phantom body, but also condensed the Heavenly Flame Yuan Crystal, helped Ning Fan cultivate the rain yin and yang, and cultivated the chaotic ring technique, could Ning Fan really give up the chaotic ring recipe and not cultivate

Giving up Duzhen seems to be able to preserve the dedication, but from another aspect, it has failed the attachment in his heart

In this way, Ning Fan will still feel guilty, and although he retains the Dao, there will also be cracks because of this

The mountain is a mountain because it does not move, and the attachment is not changed, so it is an attachment.

If you give up the way, the road will collapse, if you give up crossing the truth, the heart of the road will be damaged, and if you force the true river, you will only fail to end, and if you are not careful, you will have the risk of life

This is what the Bird Shenzi said about the dilemma of crossing the true way

Ning Fan sighed slightly, if his Tao was not attachment and he didn't have to be attached to his heart, he could abandon his Tao and turn to other Dao. No damage to the heart of the Dao.

It's a pity that the ancestral dragon candle can transfer to other avenues as if no one is around, but he can't do it because he is Ning Fan, because he is a monk who is a monk

Perhaps, the monk will be the most unlikely monk in the world

Ning Fan looked at the waves of the river, and suddenly had a realization in his heart.

Crossing the truth and crossing the truth, on the surface, is crossing the real illusion river, but it is not to persuade the monk to let go of the attachment in his heart and take the real bridge paved by the immortal emperor

To give up the empty is still to give up. It's still going to be empty. Only by giving up the obsession in your heart and emptying your mind can you achieve success

Broken thoughts, only broken obsessions. can cultivate the Taoist mind

The Three Realms of True Immortals. Watara is empty. To put it bluntly, it's just that we have to keep giving up our obsessions to cultivate the so-called Tao Truth

If you let go of the attachment in your heart. Is the true power of the Tao obtained, or is it true?

"What is true?"

"Is the 108,000 real bridge on the True Fantasy River real?

"Is there a real thing in this world?"

Ning Fan once again questioned again, and this question once again made the real illusion river flow backwards!

The river that flows against the current contains a determination to trace its own source and seek out why it exists!

Ning Fan's heart seems to be infected by the river that is going back, and he wants to learn from the river that goes against the current and cultivate his own truth!

"These 108,000 true bridges are the truth set up by the Immortal Emperor, not mine!"

"My truth is only attachment, if I give up attachment, even if I cross the truth, I will definitely not be able to cultivate the true Tao truth!"

"This real river, I must cross, I don't take the real bridge that anyone has paved for me, I want to build a real bridge with the attachment in my heart!"

"Whether there is truth in heaven and earth has nothing to do with me, I have truth in my heart, and this is enough!"

Ning Fan took a deep breath and looked resolute.

If others encounter this dilemma, they will definitely be shaken and tormented.

If the other monks can't cross the truth, they may give up the way, but Ning Fan won't!

In Ning Fan's personality, there has always been a paranoia.

I know that I can't do it, but I want to do it, although there are tens of millions of people, I will do it!

He doesn't give up crossing the truth, nor does he give up holding the road, he wants to build a bridge on the real illusion river!

Except for the Immortal Emperor, no one has ever been able to build a real bridge on the True Illusion River, and if Ning Fan builds a bridge, most of them will fail, but he wants to give it a try!

How can you be willing to give up easily!

"In the memory of the candle bow, when the ancestral dragon candle left to build the real bridge, the entire bridge building plan was divided into three steps. The first step is to sacrifice the true river with the blood of hundreds of millions of demon remnant souls, gather the phantom mist with the remnant souls, and shape the stone bridge with the phantom mist, if the stone bridge is completed, it is considered to have completed the first step, but this stone bridge is still not a real bridge; if you want to build a real bridge, you need to complete the second step, strip away the Taoist illusion in the stone bridge, and only leave the true way, and when all the illusions are gone, the stone bridge will become a real bridge; the third step is to step on the real bridge and cross the real river."

"Zu Long Candle failed to build the real bridge, he was defeated in the second step, at that time, he successfully built a stone bridge, but the stone bridge was not a real bridge, and he couldn't cross the real He tried to complete the second step, making the stone bridge become a real bridge, but he couldn't completely strip off the illusion, so he had no choice but to give up."

"Although Zu Long Zhuli failed to build a bridge, his three steps to build a bridge can be used as a reference for me. ”

"The first step is to build a stone bridge on the True Illusion River, and to build a stone bridge, you need to sacrifice hundreds of millions of remnants of souls with blood."

Ning Fan's gaze swept to the candle bow in his hand and smiled slightly. At the end of the soul search, the bow spirit has withdrawn from the human body and turned back into the bow body.

From within this candle bow and bow spirit, he sensed the power of the remnant soul of the billion-true dragon dragon demon, which had been condensed into crystallization by the bow spirit

These remnant souls were originally sacrificed by the True Dragon Clan to the Candle Bow Spirit, the purpose of which was to nourish the Bow Spirit Body, but now they can be used to build bridges!

At this moment, the bow spirit was desperately trying to break the seal in his body, daydreaming of breaking the seal and escaping.

Taking advantage of Ning Fan's soul search, the seal in the bow spirit's body weakened, and five layers of seals were broken in a row.

While Ning Fan was groaning, the bow spirit broke the other two layers of seals one after another, and the seals in his body were only the last three layers!

"Hey, hey, stupid junior! You wouldn't have dreamed that the old man passed on your anti-spirit technique, just to escape!"

"There are only three layers left in the seal, and it only takes half an hour for the old man to completely break through the seal and escape from here!

"Hey, count the time. The old man has been sealed by this evil star for fifty years, and he really misses the ancestral soul pool a little! I think back then, the old man lived in the ancestral dragon pool, and every day there would be a true dragon monk who caught the female cultivator of the human race and threw them into the ancestral soul pool for the old man to have fun as he wanted, hehe, he hadn't touched a woman for fifty years, and this time he fled back to the north, and he must let the poisonous dragon send some stunning beauties to enjoy it!"

"I'm afraid there is no magic weapon spirit in this world. I can live as happily as an old man! Wake up and shoot human rights are as lonely as snow, the old man's life is really lonely as snow!"

"There are only three seals left, hehe! The old man is coming back soon!"

The bow spirit was smiling obscenely. Suddenly, I was dumbfounded. Barely spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

But when he saw that there were only three layers left in the seal, Ning Fan waved his hand lightly and re-strengthened the seal.

Reinforced seals. There are one hundred and eight floors!

In the past, there were only ten layers of seals, and the bow spirit could not break them, so they could only weaken the seal through reverse spirit magic, and there was a little possibility of breaking the seal

Now that there are one hundred and eight layers of seals, no matter how much Ning Fan casts an anti-spirit technique on the bow spirit, no matter how much he weakens the seal, the bow spirit will not be able to take the opportunity to break the seal

"One hundred and eight layers of seals are not !!"

"Evil star! You despicable and shameless evil star, you deceive people too much! The old man is about to break the seal, and you actually strengthen the seal! Shameless, shameless!"

The bow spirit's angry cry echoed in Ning Fan's heart for a long time.

Ning Fan naturally didn't have the heart to pay attention to the grief and indignation of the bow spirit, his eyes were cold, and he grabbed it with his backhand, directly urging the divine power to extract a blood-red remnant soul crystal from the bow spirit spirit's body.

It was a soul power crystallization condensed by the bow spirit with a billion dragon souls, which was used to warm and nourish the spirit body, but now this soul power crystal is owned by Ning Fan.

Seeing that Ning Fan not only strengthened the seal and prohibition, but also took away the soul power crystals of his warm spirit body, the bow spirit was even more sad and angry, and directly scolded Ning Fan in his heart.

"If you scold again, Ning will directly use you to refine the treasure and destroy your bow spirit!

Ning Fan's words sank, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

In the memory of this bow spirit, there is a memory about the key, and there are some uses for Ning Fan, which can be left for the time being.

But if this bow spirit really doesn't know each other, Ning Fan won't be polite to it, and he can't just kill this bow spirit if he doesn't want to give up those key information.

Feeling Ning Fan's undisguised murderous intent, Gong Ling shuddered for no reason, although he was sad and angry, he didn't dare to scold anymore.

"Seal!"

Seeing the acquaintance of the bow spirit, Ning Fan no longer talked nonsense with the bow spirit, temporarily sealed it, threw it back to the Xuanyin realm, and decided to build a bridge to cross the truth first, and then pry out the information of the key from the bow spirit's mouth.

Holding the remnant soul crystal, Ning Fan looked at the turbulent river in front of him, and his eyes were decided.

The water of the True Fantasy River, which flows against the current, has been restored to its original state and flows eastward again.

Ning Fan crossed his knees on the bank of the True Illusion River, waved his hand and sacrificed the remnant soul crystal in his hand, pinched the trick with his ten fingers, and said something in his mouth.

One after another, the blood-red dragon souls flew out of the remnant soul crystal in confusion, connecting end to end above the True Illusion River, condensing into an illusory blood-red soul bridge.

With Ning Fan's bent palm, the mist of the avenue above the Phantom River immediately merged towards the Soul Bridge. The illusory soul bridge gradually turned into a blood-red stone bridge, and as time passed, the blood-red color gradually turned cyan.

Half a day later, a bluestone stone bridge with the faint sound of a dragon's groan was erected on the True Fantasy River!

At the moment when the bluestone stone bridge was condensed, the river demon hiding at the bottom of the True Illusion River immediately revealed a dignified color.

"This son actually wants to condense the real bridge on the real river, and he has already condensed the stone bridge, does he want to break the law of crossing the truth between heaven and earth?"

No one has ever been able to build a true bridge over the true river, not because of a lack of supernatural powers, but because the laws of heaven and earth do not allow it

This Heavenly Dao is the Heavenly Dao founded by the Immortal Emperor, and this law was established by the Immortal Emperor himself.

No one can go against the will of the Immortal Emperor and build a real bridge on the True River, and the River Demon does not think that Ning Fan has the ability to go against the will of the Immortal Emperor.

"Since this demon sat in the True Illusion River, he has seen a total of 47,941 monks trying to build bridges over the True River, but all of them have failed without exception."

"No one can resist the will of the Immortal Emperor, no one can build a real bridge on the True Illusion River"

"This son can enter the inner way of heaven in the flesh, and he can make the true illusion river flow backwards twice, which is enough to show that this person is very good. In the Dream Realm, only forty-seven people can do this kind of thing, and this son is undoubtedly the forty-eighth!"

"But it's a pity. This person's way turned out to be persistence, on the real river, there was no attachment to the bridge, and he built a bridge, and in the end it would fail unless this son gave up the dedication, otherwise he would not be able to cross the truth in this life."

"Crossing the truth, crossing the truth, that one word, has the meaning of abandoning obsession. Only by abandoning the south shore can we reach the north shore, and there will be gains and losses. There is a give-and-take. That's the way."

The river demon sighed slightly, shook his head, and said no more.

Although Ning Fan used a billion dragon souls to create a stone bridge, the river demon didn't think so. Ning Fan has the ability to strip away the Dao Illusion in the stone bridge. Shape the real bridge.

The stone bridge was not strong. Before the bridge, if someone steps on it, the stone bridge will collapse.

Ning Fan's eyes flickered. Looking at the stone bridge, he was silent.

The first step of building the bridge has been completed, and the second step is to strip the Dao illusion from the stone bridge.

He has opened the first gate of heaven and man, and with the vision of the unity of heaven and man, it is not difficult to see through the illusion of the middle of the bridge.

But if you want to peel off these illusions, it is as difficult as the sky. He had just waved his hand to peel off the first wisp of Dao Illusion power, and he was immediately suppressed by the entire Heavenly Dao!

The way of heaven does not allow the monks outside the immortal emperor to strip away the illusion of the Tao and shape the true bridge.

It seemed that there was a consciousness from the sky, suppressed on Ning Fan, and in just an instant, it shocked Ning Fan to vomit blood and retreat, and had to give up stripping the Dao Illusion.

In the heart of the True Illusion River, a purple-gold vortex suddenly appeared. In the whirlpool, but seeing the aurora flashing, a heavenly purple lock flew out, like electricity, tied to Ning Fan's body.

The speed of the purple lock was too fast, so fast that Ning Fan didn't have time to dodge.

As soon as he was bound by the purple lock, Ning Fan immediately lost his heart and sank into the illusions.

The binding power of the purple lock comes from the whirlpool in the river.

In Ning Fan's mental world, there were scenes of illusions, perhaps because he was in the wilderness, and the scenery of those illusions was actually the wilderness of ancient times.

With the power of illusion, Ning Fan seemed to have returned to the barbaric ancient realm of the ancient times!

In that illusion, Ning Fan was no longer a human, but a brute bull tied to the foot of Li Mountain by a purple lock.

He's not the only bull tethered here, there are millions of bulls tethered here!

Every wild cow was bound with heavy purple gold chains, lingering at the foot of Lishan Mountain, unable to move an inch.

"We and the Barbarian Bull clan offended the robbers and were exiled to the foothills of Lishan Mountain. ”

"An inch of purple lock is an inch of mountain, the weight of this purple lock is comparable to the entire Li Mountain! Carrying this purple lock, it is difficult for me to walk an inch, and it is difficult to be free in this life!"

"Legend has it that when the water of the Yellow River is clear, a liter of water can be taken to dissolve the purple lock. If there is a wild bull trekking thousands of miles to the Yellow River, it is expected to break the seal of the purple lock, but unfortunately, the purple lock is too heavy, and no wild bull can carry the purple lock to the Yellow River."

Countless wild bulls sighed here, powerless to resist fate.

Only Ning Fan turned into a brute bull, and his eyes were persistent.

"I didn't expect that the Peeling Dao Illusion would be attacked by the Heavenly Dao Purple Lock, and even the mind was bound, and such an illusion appeared."

"If you go to the Yellow River and take a liter of water, can you dissolve the purple lock that binds your mind?"

In a trance, Ning Fan's ears sounded the barbarian ballad that Zhao Die'er had sung.

'Little manniu, don't look back, you want to fight with the sky for freedom. If you don't see the Yellow River, you won't give up, but the Yellow River is not clear.

Perhaps, even if you hike thousands of miles to the banks of the Yellow River, you will not be able to get a liter of clear water from the turbid Yellow River, and you will not be able to dissolve the purple lock and gain freedom

But if you don't give it a try, you have no hope of freedom

"Where is the Yellow River?" Ning Fan asked the other brutes.

As soon as they heard that Ning Fan was trying to climb to the Yellow River with the purple lock on his back, many brute bulls immediately laughed, not thinking that Ning Fan had the strength to go to the Yellow River.

Only an old bull told Ning Fan the direction of the Yellow River, but he didn't think that Ning Fan could reach the Yellow River.

The purple lock on Ning Fan's body was too heavy, even if the mid-stage Duzhen monk was pressed by the purple lock, it was difficult to move half a step.

It's a pity that Ning Fan's strength is already higher than the middle stage of Du Zhen, and although it is difficult to move his steps, he still takes the first step with difficulty!

Although the pace is slow, it is heading north towards the Yellow River step by step!

"Why, why is this brute bull able to bear the weight of the purple lock!"

"Is he going to the Yellow River? If he can get a liter of clear water from the Yellow River, he can dissolve the purple lock and gain freedom!"

"He has the hope of being free! Why can't he wait!"

Except for Ning Fan, no brute bull could withstand the weight of the purple lock.

On the top of Li Mountain, an old man in the early stage of Duzhen with scarlet eyes suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a look of surprise.

"There is a wild bull that can block the power of robbery locks"

The surprise then turned into murderous intent.

The old man grinned, showing his white teeth, he was the envoy of heaven and earth, and since he sent down heavenly punishment, he would not allow anyone to escape the punishment!

"Does this cow want to go to the Yellow River, but unfortunately, the old man will not give it a chance to go to the Yellow River!"

The old man stood up suddenly, waved his palm, and the black-red power of the Tribulation condensed into a black-red thunderbolt in his palm.

"Tribulation, fall!"

That black and red thunder is the real Heavenly Tribulation, which is very different from the Heavenly Tribulation of the Cultivation Realm in the later generations!

The old man waved his hand and sacrificed the thunder, and the sky of Li Mountain was immediately covered with black and red clouds, and the thunder was rolling, all of which fell in the direction of Ning Fan.

That thunderstorm is enough to lightly kill the early monks of Duzhen!

The thunder had not yet reached Ning Fan, and it was suddenly dispersed by a roar of an angry cow, and the thunder was extinguished!

Ning Fan's turned into a wild bull glared at the sky and thunder, and the blood robbery in his body was mobilized, and the robbery power on his body was stronger than the thunder.

With just one look, the calamity clouds between heaven and earth immediately collapsed, Ning Fan turned his head and looked at Li Shan, just one look, which immediately made the old man vomit blood and retreat in the early stage of the tribulation, his eyes were terrified!

"Impossible! Inferior barbarians, how could there be a Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit!"

"Can't be provoked! This brute bull's strength far surpasses that of the old man, if you provoke this brute bull again, the old man will definitely die!" (To be continued......)