At this moment, the first generation, the second ancestor, and the fourth ancestor only felt unbelievable. In their impression, Ning Fan was just a great supplement who had been awarded the Brute Summoning Technique, and his cultivation should not be high. Weak Ning Fan, why can he fly in the forbidden sky with the sword, is he really a weak monk.

Could it be that they really looked away, Ning Fan was not a weak monk at all, but an immortal emperor?

At this moment, Ao Xuan was also speechless in surprise. He had seen Ning Fan's bounty order and recognized Ning Fan's identity at a glance.

This is the son who snatched the ancestral bow from the poisonous dragon ancestor, it can't be wrong!

The Poison Dragon Ancestor once said that it was a weak monk who snatched the ancestral bow, and the only thing that needed to be paid attention to was a few drops of ancestral blood in his body. Ancestral blood aside, this person is not worth mentioning.

It's really not worth mentioning

Thinking back to the information given by the Poison Dragon Ancestor, Ao Xuan only felt ridiculous, the information was wrong.

Where is Ning Fan, what kind of weak monk is? Can a weak monk fly on the eighth layer of Tianque? You fly one and show me!

Ao Xuan even noticed that Ning Fan had a compelling evil aura on his body, which could only be infected by killing the Ancient Immortal Venerable. And if he hadn't misperceived it, there would have been a trace of the death aura of the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor contained in that evil aura

The Poisonous Dragon Ancestor actually died in the hands of Ning Fan, didn't he go to find Shi Qi

"Could it be that this person took away the patriarch's Origin Qi, and it was also this person!, that unlucky poisonous dragon, wanted to take back this person's Origin Qi, but was killed by this person?" Ao Xuan felt that he was the truth, and he was even more convinced that Ning Fan's cultivation was unfathomable.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

At this moment, the forty-three thousand ancient coffins in the sky all hissed, and ancient corpses continued to sit up from the coffins. However, it was Ning Fan who entered the eighth layer and made too much movement, waking up all the ancient corpses on this layer.

Forty-three thousand killing machines. crossed the layers of rainstorm and locked Ning Fan to death.

It was the killing machine of the forty-three thousand Immortal Venerable powerhouses, standing beside Ning Fan, just being affected by that killing machine, the Miao Yan Immortal Venerable was in a mess, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

Her injuries were too serious, 43,000 ancient corpses, that is, 43,000 Ancient Immortal Venerables, this kind of combat power was too terrifying, even the Immortal Emperor had to retreat. Murderous intent all around. Making her uneasy, she moved a little closer to Ning Fan before she found some security and calmed down.

"There are so many ancient corpses!he, can he deal with it" Miao Yan Immortal Venerable was a little worried, peeked at Ning Fan, bit his lip, and obediently didn't say anything.

When Ao Xuan and the others saw the scene of more than 40,000 ancient corpses waking up, they were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat. Each of them pushed the concealment technique to the extreme, for fear of being discovered by these ancient corpses.

To their great delight, none of the ancient corpses noticed their existence. The eyes of the forty thousand ancient corpses will all be focused on Ning Fan alone.

"This son is going to be unlucky. Being besieged by 40,000 ancient corpses is simply a situation of ten deaths. ”

"Forty thousand ancient corpses are equivalent to forty thousand ancient immortals. Hehe, even if this son really has the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor in the middle reaches. It is by no means the opponent of this group of ancient corpses. ”

"Even if this son doesn't die, I'm afraid he will have to shed his skin!"

"Hanging, this son wants to live. I'm afraid it's not easy."

When Ao Xuan and the others saw that it was Ning Fan who was besieging the ancient corpses, they were somewhat gloating.

What if you can fly on the eighth layer of the Imperial Sword? What if you have the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor? Wake up the army of ancient corpses and see how you can deal with the aftermath!

"My Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator rebelled against the calamity and buried his bones without regrets!"

"Life and death are all for the Purple Dou Immortal!"

Voices came out unconsciously from the mouths of those ancient corpses, accompanied by strange roars on the ground.

More and more ancient corpses were surrounded, and under the locking of countless killing machines, Ning Fan only felt that the cold air was rising from his back, and his heart was beating wildly uncontrollably.

At this moment, he had to face 43,000 Immortal Venerable-level powerhouses with his own strength!

The entire Four Heavens and Nine Realms couldn't make up so many Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerables! Only in the ancient times, in the Purple Dou Immortal Domain, could it be possible to see such an army of Immortal Venerables!

Ning Fan had never been locked by so many powerful killing machines, and his mind was lost, and it was inevitable that his true cultivation would not be as good as these ancient corpses after all.

Under this killing lock, Ning Fan only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and his body became immobile. Biting the tip of his tongue hard, with a trace of pain, he regained a trace of control of his body, suddenly raised his clutch sword, and swung his blade forward.

Even if there are 40,000 ancient corpses blocking in front of them, what then!

He is strong by him, the sword of life, and when he is strong, he is strong!

As Ning Fan's sword swung down, more and more sword lights appeared in front of him. Facing six hundred ancient corpses before, Ning Fan slashed out sixty thousand sword lights with one sword, and this time it was even more.

Ten paths, a hundred paths, a thousand paths

10,000, 100,000, 100,000, 4,000,000!

Surrounded by four million life-slashing sword lights, Ning Fan at this moment gave people a feeling of being so powerful that they were invincible!

The coercion of the four million sword lights has gone beyond the scope of the second step of the cultivation path, perhaps, only the legendary third-step saint can exert such coercive powers!

Where the sword light passed, a silent wave of qi was formed, and the Great Dao collapsed one after another, unable to resist the power of this sword at all!

The entire heaven and earth of the eighth layer trembled violently under this sword. All the ancient corpses that rushed towards Ning Fan stopped their footsteps at this moment, looking at Ning Fan in horror and inexplicably, not daring to approach!

After a slight hesitation, almost ninety percent of the ancient corpses chose to turn around and flee, desperately leaving, and the scene was suddenly chaotic. But there were also more than 4,000 ancient corpses, and the fear that was gradually suppressed was still rushing towards Ning Fan without fear of death.

It's a pity that their feat is like a moth to a fire, and it is just a waste of life.

With a fishy saliva in their mouths and a greedy look on their faces, in order to eat Ning Fan, they could not hesitate to pay a price, they had already lost their minds.

The Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator, who had been in the middle of his life for a lifetime, was reduced to an ignorant corpse demon after his death, Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly, and let the four million sword lights penetrate the sky, slashing down at the four thousand ancient corpses.

Some ancient corpses with low cultivation were crushed into ashes by the sword qi before they could get close to the four million sword lights, and they didn't even have time to scream.

Other ancient corpses with high cultivation were lucky enough to survive a few breaths under the attack of four million sword lights, but in the end, they were still shot into a sieve by the sword lights, and they could not escape death.

In less than five breaths, there were more than 4,000 ancient corpses. Dying under Ning Fan's sword and cutting off all the ancient corpses that blocked the way, Ning Fan opened his eyes with a solemn expression, as if he was seeing off someone from afar. Seeing this amazing feat, Miao Yan Immortal Venerable once again closed his mouth in surprise.

I'm afraid that even if the twenty-eight ancient emperors of the Four Ming Sect attack together, it will be impossible to defeat the four thousand Immortal Venerables, right?

Ning Fan won with one blow, could it be that his strength alone had surpassed the power of twenty-eight Star Ancient Emperors joining forces?

The four million sword lights swept away the ancient corpses that blocked the way, and they all merged into the thousand-zhang sword light under Ning Fan's feet. The sword light, which was originally slightly unstable, suddenly stabilized a lot. The flight speed has also become faster.

The black ashes of the corpses, falling from the sky endlessly, were sprinkled on the ancient bluestone road, mixed with the rain, like mud. Ao Xuan and the others only felt a cold breath rushing from the soles of their feet to the heavenly spirit, and their bodies involuntarily trembled slightly.

It is unbelievable that in today's era of the end of the law, someone can actually kill four thousand immortal venerables with one sword!

Even quasi-saints are categorically unable to do this. The only one who can do this is the legendary saint

"This son, what kind of cultivation is it, is it really" Ao Xuan and the others felt a deep shock.

The three barbarian ancestors are good to say, after all, they are characters from ancient times. I had seen some saints in my life, and I quickly recovered from the shock, although I was not shocked.

Ao Xuan is difficult to calm down, he is the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable in the end of the law era. Where have I seen any saints.

He didn't believe that in today's era, there were still saints alive, and he didn't believe that Ning Fan would be a saint. But the scene in front of me. And how to explain it

Except for the third-step saints, who can kill four thousand immortal venerables with one sword

"In the era of the end of the sage, the luck of all religions was lost, and the Taoist system did not exist. How can there be a saint alive in heaven and earth, isn't the saint already dead, is this son really a saint?"

Just when Ao Xuan's heart shook, Ning Fan's sword light roared above Ao Xuan's head, making a clanging sword sound, and the rolling wind and rain blew on Ao Xuan's face, piercing the coldness of his heart.

At this moment, Ning Fan didn't even look at Ao Xuan, but Ao Xuan still felt an invisible pressure, and the rain seeped into the bone marrow little by little.

His heart was tense to the extreme. At this moment, he is too close to Ning Fan, he is afraid that Ning Fan will make a move on him, he is not Ning Fan's opponent, he must not, I am afraid that he will not even be able to escape!

If Ning Fan made a move, he believed that he would die, and he would die very simply, just like a mortal stepping on an ant with one foot

"This person has an enmity with my True Dragon Clan, will he make a move on me?"

"Fake, it must be fake. He can't be a saint, but if he really is"

"If he makes a move on me, I will fight with him, but even if I fight, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape death" Ao Xuan's heart became more and more chaotic, holding the hands of the demon demon, and trembling slightly uncontrollably

When Ao Xuan was on the verge of a great enemy, Ning Fan's sword light flew over Ao Xuan's head in a flash, and he had no intention of fighting Ao Xuan at all.

So Ao Xuan was completely stunned, and he felt a little confused. Ning Fan didn't even make a move on him? He saved his life?

From the hands of the 'saints'?

The whistling sword light flew over the heads of the fourth ancestor, the second ancestor, and the first generation one after another, which also caused unprecedented tension among the three of them.

Although these three barbarian ancestors were Gaidai figures before their deaths, they were not comfortable at the moment, and they were afraid that Ning Fan would make a move on them.

They had calculated Ning Fan, so they would naturally be worried about Ning Fan's revenge. If Ning Fan made a move, with his 'terrifying strength' on his expression, their hope of survival seemed to be close to zero

"If he makes a move, he will fight with him!" The three barbarian ancestors secretly made a decision, but their expressions did not have much confidence, like a defeated rooster, and they felt very frustrated.

However, to their rejoicing, Ning Fan's sword light also did not stop above their heads, and flew away directly.

It wasn't until Ning Fan flew away that they showed dazed expressions one after another. They simply saved their lives?

Ao Xuan and the others naturally didn't know that Ning Fan was not a saint at all, not even an immortal emperor, just a small Duzhen monk. They didn't need to be so afraid of Ning Fan

"Their faces are all white when they are frightened by you" Miao Yan Immortal Zun's expression was complicated, she noticed the nervous appearance of Ao Xuan and the others, and she could also understand the mood of those people.

It's not that Ao Xuan and the others are too timid, it's that Ning Fan is too terrifying

"Yes" Ning Fan was noncommittal to the words of the wonderful words.

He didn't pay attention to the expressions of Ao Xuan and the others, his eyes were only locked on the Seven Ancestors alone.

Most of the Seven Ancestors' bodies have been fused with the stone gate. At this moment, the Seventh Ancestor's gaze was unprecedentedly solemn, and he was also shocked by Ning Fan's record of killing four thousand ancient corpses in an instant.

It's just that his eyesight is stronger than others, he is the first eyesight of the unity of heaven and man, and he can vaguely see that Ning Fan is not a saint, as for whether he is an immortal emperor or a quasi-saint, it is unknown.

What made the Seventh Ancestor particularly puzzled was that Ning Fan's gaze was always locked on him. With undisguised hostility.

"I don't know this person, why is this person so hostile to me?"

The true identity of the Seven Ancestors is the second primordial god of the Palm Yun Immortal Emperor, but because he has been separated from the deity for countless years, his memories cannot be shared.

If the Seventh Ancestor had the memory of the Immortal Emperor of the Palm Fortune, most of them would be able to recognize it at a glance, and the ghost-faced young man in front of him was the murderer who killed Si Ming.

If the Seventh Ancestor knew that Ning Fan was now under the pseudonym Zhao Jian. I'm afraid I can also think that the reason why Ning Fan found himself was to regain the souls of those barbarians.

Unfortunately, the Seventh Ancestor didn't know where Ning Fan's hostility came from. But Ning Fan's hostility was not disguised in any way. In addition to his confusion, he also felt a little uneasy.

"This son should not be a saint, but his sword is important, no matter why this son is hostile to the old man. This is not the time for the old man to compete with him. ”

Seeing that Ning Fan was flying closer and closer, and the killing machine was getting stronger and stronger, the Seventh Ancestor frowned. He muttered words in his mouth, and squirted several mouthfuls of essence blood towards the stone gate.

He didn't have much brute god power borrowed, and the speed of integrating into the stone gate was not fast, but at this moment, he used the secret technique of self-destruction, and his breath suddenly withered a lot, and the speed of integrating into the stone gate was much faster.

Before Ning Fan arrived, the Seventh Ancestor had already integrated his entire body into the stone gate and disappeared.

"It's not that easy to go. ”

The sword light flew all the way over the 111 palaces, flew into the gray fog sea at the end of the bluestone ancient road, and flew closer and closer towards the stone gate in the center of the fog sea.

Ning Fan stood on the tip of the sword, his long hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes flashing with green, and he looked indifferently at the gray sea of fog and the ancient stone gate looming in the sea of fog.

With his vision of the second realm of heaven and man, when he looked at the stone gate, there seemed to be a perspective effect.

He could see that at this moment, the body of the Seventh Ancestor was completely integrated into the stone gate, and gradually separated from the other end of the stone gate, and one foot had already stepped into the entrance passage of the ninth layer.

It was a fusion of wills, and the Seven Ancestors at this moment replaced Shimen's will. He is Shimen!

At this moment, if you hurt Shimen, you will hurt the Seven Ancestors!

This stone gate seemed to be the only entrance to the ninth layer, and it seemed to be condensed with immortal aura

The stone gate where the immortal qi is condensed?

The defense of this door is extraordinary, even the Seven Ancestors cannot forcibly break it, and they can only use forbidden techniques to pass through the door.

But if it is a stone gate where the immortal qi is condensed, the attack of the sword may have a miraculous effect, and this sword is dedicated to slashing the immortal!

Ning Fan's eyes lit up, and he pinched several sword tricks with one hand, and when he was close to the stone gate, he suddenly grabbed the slender waist of Miaoyan Immortal Venerable and jumped down the sword light.

The thousand-zhang sword light under his feet immediately erupted into a piercing sword roar, turning into a fierce sword shadow, slamming towards the stone gate.

The torrential rain between heaven and earth seems to echo with this sword at this moment, and the murderous aura is suddenly born!

This sword, which contained the power of four million life-slashing sword lights, was all slashed on the stone gate at this moment!

A simple slash, but in an instant, the sky and the earth fell into the illusory moonlight, in this moonlight, every qiē became blurred, and it was impossible to see clearly, only the sword became extremely clear.

On the other side of the stone gate, in the entrance passage of the ninth layer, the Seventh Ancestor had already separated half of his body from the stone gate, and when he noticed Ning Fan's sword slashing the stone gate, he couldn't help but show a hint of mockery.

He had underestimated the solidity of the stone gate before, and only after casting the forbidden spell and merging with the will of the stone gate did he see the terrifying stone gate from the inside.

Inside this stone gate, there is an eyeball of the Nine Generations of Barbarian God Yin Mo Ancestor, and the immortal qi contained in that eyeball is far stronger than the Seven Ancestors imagined.

He couldn't break the stone gate before, and he also said that he could only break the door if he had the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor. But after seeing that eyeball, the Seventh Ancestor was convinced that even if a true saint came, it would not be easy to break through this door.

What's more, it is Ning Fan, who has not entered the realm of saints.

This door can't be forcibly broken at all, you can only take advantage of it, this is the real way to enter the ninth layer!

"Hehe, this stone gate is stronger than you think, and it is a true saint. Nor can I."

Before the Seventh Ancestor finished speaking, an earth-shattering explosion suddenly sounded behind him.

Before he could see what was happening, he felt a sharp pain in the parts of his body that had not been separated from the stone gate in time, and countless gravel splashed out behind him!

He suddenly turned around and saw the scene of the stone gate crumbling and shattering!

The stone gate, which he considered a saint to be difficult to break, was directly destroyed under Ning Fan's sword!

And because most of the Seven Ancestors' bodies were still fused with the Stone Gate, when the Stone Gate was damaged, the Seven Ancestors were also implicated and were extremely damaged.

A tremendous force came from the vest. The Seven Ancestors were immediately hit hard, and the sneering expression was still on their faces, but their bodies had been rushed by the huge force, and they vomited blood and flew out in front of them, looking like wolves, and their breath fell into an unprecedented state of malaise in an instant.

Serious injuries!

The Seventh Ancestor was really shocked and hated, and was shocked that Ning Fan's sword power was so powerful. What he hated was that Ning Fan destroyed Shimen, and he was injured along with Shimen.

"Who the hell is this person? It is not good that this person is still above the old man's expectations, although he is not a saint. But it's definitely not the old man who can defeat it, go quickly!"

The Seven Ancestors forcibly swallowed the sweet blood in their throats, and as soon as they landed, they immediately moved along the passage. The speed is as fast as a streamer, leaving only colorful afterimages in place.

With a single blow of the door, the entrance passage to the ninth floor behind the door was all revealed. Ning Fan held the wonderful words. Landing on the ancient road, he naturally saw the Seven Ancestors who fled in a hurry.

The Seventh Ancestor wanted to leave, Ning Fan had no opinion, but he had to leave the 700,000 barbarian souls behind!

Ning Fan was about to shoot the Seventh Ancestor with a candle bow, when his eyes suddenly changed, and without saying a word, he pulled the Wonderful Words Immortal Venerable beside him and hurriedly retreated.

With his vision of the second realm of heaven and man, he could only vaguely see that in the pile of rubble in front of him, a gray light flashed and attacked him and Miao Yan. The speed of the gray light was so fast that it was impossible to see what it was.

"What's wrong" Miao Yan Immortal Venerable Hua Rong was slightly shocked, she was still surprised by Ning Fan's record of breaking the door with one sword, and before she could react, she was pulled straight back by Ning Fan.

With her eyesight, she couldn't even catch the gray man's movement trajectory, and she was not as good as Ning Fan, at least she could see a gray light coming.

"Yin and Yang Five Swords, the life-killing sword skills are interesting, you junior, you can help the old man. ”

An old voice suddenly sounded in Ning Fan's mind.

When the gray mang approached Ning Fan's distance, Ning Fan finally saw what the gray mang was.

It was an eye with gray pupils, and the old voice came out of the eyeball.

"Nine mountains and eight seas, open! Little brother, go with the old brother, don't worry, your benefits are indispensable!"

Blinding gray light suddenly shot out from the gray eyes, sweeping towards Ning Fan and Miao Yan.

After the gray light swept away, where were the figures of Ning Fan and Miaoyan here, and there was no trace of eyeballs.

"Hmm, where did the mysterious powerhouse go" The Seventh Ancestor, who was running away from the ninth-floor passage, was suddenly surprised, and looked back, his eyes flashing with blue light.

With his vision of the first realm of heaven and man, he couldn't find where Ning Fan went.

Is it invisible, or has it escaped into the treasure of the Thousand Realms? or, departed?

"That's it, let's go to the ninth layer first, wake up the nine generations of barbarian gods, and hope that the old man's conditions can impress the nine generations of barbarian gods and become the host of their 'barbarian god blessings'"

After a burst of gray light flickered, Ning Fan appeared in a gray void. There is no earth here, but rusty copper towers float in the void.

Miaoyan Immortal Venerable is nowhere to be found, the candle bow, clutch sword, incense rocket, burning fan, seven-star lamp and other magic weapons are nowhere to be found, and the mysterious eyeball is also nowhere to be found.

Ning Fan tried, and with his cultivation, he couldn't get out of this space, and he couldn't escape into the Xuanyin Realm.

Did the eyeball monster get him here?

If it weren't for that eyeball monster standing in the way, he would definitely be able to use the power of the incense rocket to recapture 700,000 barbarian souls from the Seven Ancestors.

It's good now, not only did I miss the opportunity to pursue the Seven Ancestors, but I also lost the Miaoyan Immortal Venerable

Ning Fan urged the rain technique, and the divine thought merged into the rain, trying to make the divine thought cover the entire space, but found that the space was too large to see the edge. This interface level has at least reached the level of the middle thousand world, and it is not even an ordinary middle thousand level.

"Hehe, little brother, this rain skill is good. It's a pity that your cultivation is still low, if it is higher, it may not be able to cover the old man's entire 'palm void' with the rain technique. ”

The voice of the eyeball monster suddenly sounded from the depths of the endless void.

It can be judged from the direction from which the sound of Tong Guò came, and the eyeball monster is in the direction of Ning Fan who is a little to the right in front of him at the moment!

Ning Fan's eyes lit up, he recognized the direction of the voice, turned into a golden light, and rushed out, he believed that as long as he moved in this direction. You can find the mysterious eyeball. In his heart, he was secretly saying, it turned out that he was included in the 'palm void' of a certain palm immortal emperor.

The palm void is the unique supernatural power of the palm immortal emperor, it belongs to the realm of supernatural powers, with Ning Fan's experience, he has only heard of the name, and this is the first time he has seen the appearance of the palm void with his own eyes.

"Hehe, it's actually the golden light of the vertical land? The little brother has good qualifications, and he has only crossed the true realm and comprehended the golden light of the vertical land. It's a pity that it's only the realm of the first passing of the golden light, if no one dials it, I'm afraid that I won't be able to cultivate the second death in this life. How about it, do you want my brother to help you. How about you do the old brother a favor, and the old brother will give you a transformation?"

Only this time, the direction of the eyeball monster has changed. Before, his voice came from directly in front of Ning Fan, but this time, it came from behind.

But for a moment. The eyeball monster ran from one end of the Endless Void to the other, and its movement speed was much faster than Ning Fan's.

Ning Fan stopped his steps and was silent.

With his speed, if he wants to catch up with the eyeball monster in this void space, I am afraid that there is no possibility.

Most of his many magic weapons fell into the hands of the eyeball monster. Miaoyan Immortal Venerable, most of them are also in the hands of eyeball monsters.

The eyeball monster didn't say much to him, but more or less mentioned the word 'help'.

The eyeball monster had taken him here, perhaps because of his request

"If the seniors have taken a fancy to those magic weapons, you can take them, but please return the friends of the juniors!" Ning Fan said loudly to the Endless Void.

"Phew, none of your magic weapons are ingenital, and even a sub-congenital bow spirit can still take a look, so the old man can't look down on your things! It's the beauty you brought is good, hehe, although it's not the type that the old man likes, but the old man doesn't mind tasting it" The eyeballs smiled obscenely.

Ning Fan's eyes were cold, and even if the magic weapon was snatched away, Miao Yan Immortal Venerable couldn't let that obscene eyeball monster bully.

With Ning Fan's cultivation, most of them are not the opponents of the eyeball monster, and without using the magic power of the hole cards, they will definitely not be able to break through this place and leave.

But he still had the last hole card in his hand, which was enough to make the eyeball monster jealous.

"Burn!"

Ning Fan drank it out, and the three drops of Fuli Ancestral Blood and the four drops of Demon Luo Ancestral Blood in his body immediately had a tendency to burn.

With his current mid-stage cultivation and blood robbery realm, giving up a drop of ancestral blood is enough to fight with the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Venerable.

If he gave up seven drops of ancestral blood, even the peak immortal king would have the strength to fight!

"Burning blood, hehe, this can't scare the old man, it's just seven drops of ancestral blood, you are not the old man's opponent if you burn, at most, you will temporarily have the cultivation of the peak immortal king."

"Yes. Then what if I exchange the cultivation of the peak immortal king at the cost of burning blood, and then forcibly break the seal of this origin qi and detonate it?"

Ning Fan's sleeve robe waved, and there was immediately an illusory mist in his hand.

"Shiqi!" the eyeball monster panicked suddenly.

Origin Qi can be used to improve cultivation or as a weapon of mass destruction.

Although Ning Fan's Origin Qi Seed had 30 million seals, as long as Ning Fan paid the price of seven drops of ancestral blood, it was definitely enough to break all the seals in an instant and use this Origin Qi.

The power of the Origin Qi explosion is that even the Immortal Emperor can't take it head-on, this is not a joke!

"Little brother, if you have something to say, don't be impulsive! As soon as the anger bursts, the entire palm void will collapse, in that case, the old man will lose more than he gains! cough cough, look at the old man's stinky mouth, the old man was joking with you just now, the old man is dead now with only one eyeball, how can he have the ability to play with women! Hey, let me tell you the truth, the old man 'invited' you here, because he asked you, how dare you offend you? She is healing her wounds here with her brother, she is jumping around, there is nothing to do, I don't believe it, the old man asked her to tell you a few words about my little sister, you say a few words quickly, don't let your husband detonate the beginning of the anger"

"I'm not a little sister, and he's not my husband," Miao Yan Immortal Zun said in shame. The voice came from the end of the void, and the middle qi was very full, and the injury seemed to be much lighter than before

"Little brother, you quickly put away the starting qi, extinguish the flame of ancestral blood, don't accidentally play big, it really burns blood, then you are thanks to the seven drops of ancestral blood, it will be difficult to cultivate it again if you use it." The blood of the Demon Luo Ancestor is just that, and the bloodline of the little miscellaneous hair is not strong, so it is not worth mentioning. But it's a good thing to help away from the ancestral blood, it's a pity to burn it out."

The eyeball monster laughed dryly, and the gray light flashed, appearing in front of Ning Fan, and along with the wonderful words.

At this moment, the wonderful words are locked in an iron cage, and the iron cage doesn't know what the magic weapon is, and the creatures that are locked in can be treated very well

"Zhao Daoyou, are you okay?" Miao Yan quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ning Fan was safe and sound. Ning Fan was a little embarrassed to see him locked in a cage.

Seeing that the eyeball monster actually locked Miao Yan in an iron cage, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly became a little cold again.

The eyeball monster laughed a few more times, and explained embarrassedly, "Don't get me wrong, this iron cage is an innate level healing magic weapon, although the appearance is a little obscene, the effect is still good."

This inconspicuous broken cage turned out to be an innate magic weapon

It's just a matter of putting people in cages for treatment

"Little brother, you see, your woman is very good, not a single hair is missing. Hehe, we can talk about something serious now, let's be honest, the old brother is a little difficult, and he needs a favor from the little brother."

"Let my friend out first, and then talk about other things. Ning Fan frowned. (To be continued......)