Immortal-level figures, at least above the seventh layer at this moment. At this time, the Poison Dragon Ancestor was almost about to reach the eighth layer, and Ning Fan was still in the fifth layer of Tianque. The two of them were too far apart, even with the Immortal Venerable cultivation of the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor, it would take a lot of time to go down from the seventh layer to the fifth layer.

"In order to complete the patriarch's order, I can only go to the lower Tianque once. ”

The Poison Dragon Ancestor shook his head, turned around and strode back in the direction of the lower Heavenly Que.

At this moment, there are eight Immortal Venerable level masters in the Nine Heavenly Que: four Barbarian Ancestors, two Demon Immortal Venerables, and two Human Immortal Venerables. The height of the Poison Dragon Ancestor was originally ranked sixth, second only to the four Barbarian Ancestors and Ao Xuan.

The Poison Dragon Ancestor returned this way, hiding his breath and almost silently, but he was still noticed by the two Immortal Venerables behind him, ** and Miaoyan.

"It's weird, why doesn't this poisonous dragon go up, go down. He doesn't want to go to the top floor and compete for the Ancient Passage?"

**, the heart of the wonderful words, each with a burst of doubts, but I can't figure it out, so I don't think about it anymore and continue to move forward.

When the Poison Dragon Ancestor turned back the same way, Ning Fan was climbing all the way, trying to catch up with the Seventh Barbarian Ancestor earlier and regain the souls of millions of barbarians.

With the help of many incense rockets... $ Might, Ning Fan galloped all the way forward, and every palace could only trap him for less than half a breath. It wasn't until he reached the 52nd house of the fifth layer that his eyes were slightly condensed, and he felt the vast coercion coming from the 52nd house.

"The 52nd palace is the 496th palace I've passed along the way. After 396, it was 496"

The pressure of the palace in the 52nd palace is far stronger than the palace in front of it, even if Ning Fan has an incense rocket body, when he enters the palace, he still feels like he is breathing heavily.

He didn't say much, and walked out of the 52nd house under duress. It cost a total of 10 interest.

After breaking through the 52nd house, a lot of brute blood was born in Ning Fan's body, and he was swallowed by the robbery blood. The improvement of blood robbery was minimal, and Ning Fan didn't care.

Since the 52nd house, the pressure of each palace has become heavy, and in each palace, Ning Fan needs 10 breaths to break through.

This is still the speed of the incense rocket amulet, if there is no incense rocket amulet, Ning Fan is now cultivating. As soon as you enter this palace, you will definitely be directly shocked by the coercion and vomit blood and fly out.

With his cultivation, it was too difficult to climb to the higher levels of the Nine Heavenly Gates. But since he decided to fight with the Seventh Barbarian Ancestor and regain the soul of the barbarian, no matter how difficult this trip is, he will not turn back.

The 53rd house, the 54th house, the 55th house Ning Fan traveled all the way to the 56th house. The corresponding number for this house is 500. In this palace, Ning Fan also didn't usher in the fifth tribulation, and he didn't care.

The further back you go, the more difficult it is to move an inch. I don't know how long it took. Ning Fan just walked out of the 111th palace and walked to the highest point of the fifth layer of Tianque.

This time, not only did there be no voice from the old man of the stone statue here, but even the teleportation circle that should have appeared. It didn't show up.

"Can you only tear the sky apart by your own means and climb to the sixth layer? ”

Ning Fan suddenly flipped his hand, and the purple slashing sword appeared directly in his hand. A sword slashed into the sky, cutting a gap directly at the top of the sea of clouds, and leaping in.

After experiencing a burst of void turbulence, Ning Fan appeared on the sixth layer of Tianque. The environment of this layer is very different from the first five layers, the clouds and mist in the sky are all red, and there are constantly scarlet thunderbolts falling from the sky, and the rumbling sound makes people's eardrums hurt.

But Ning Fan didn't have the heart to look at the scenery of this place, because as soon as he entered the sixth layer, Ning Fan was immediately locked by a huge killing force.

On the platform where he was standing, a hundred feet away, there was an old man with purple hair and dragon horns standing proudly, as if he had been waiting here for a long time, and it was actually the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor!

"Your Excellency has finally come to the sixth floor, and the old man has been waiting for a long time."

The Poison Dragon Ancestor was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, as if he wanted to say something to Ning Fan, and slowly opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ning Fan's ghost-faced silver-haired appearance, and his eyes were shocked, his face was full of disbelief, and he lost his voice, "How could it be you! Could it be that you took away the patriarch's starting qi?!

The Poison Dragon Ancestor received an order from the patriarch, ordering him to come to the lower level to find a mysterious Immortal Venerable and regain the Origin Qi. Along the way, the Poison Dragon Ancestor imagined all kinds of situations when he met the mysterious Immortal Venerable, but he didn't expect that the 'Mysterious Immortal Venerable' in the patriarch's mouth would be Ning Fan.

The strange only blame the demon for being too vague in her projection of Ning Fan, because the true dragon patriarch did not see Ning Fan's ghostly face and silver hair. The Poison Dragon Ancestor received the patriarch's order to rush to the lower level, so he didn't know that the person he was looking for was Ning Fan.

Ghost-faced silver-haired, ghost-faced silver-haired! Ning Fan's appearance, how could the poisonous dragon ancestor forget jì, how could he forget jì!

As soon as the initial shock passed, the eyes of the Poison Dragon Ancestor immediately skyrocketed, and without saying a word, he directly sacrificed a silver glittering ruler-type magic weapon and hit Ning Fan on the head!

As soon as the silver ruler was vacated, it immediately turned into ten thousand, and suddenly, the phantom of countless silver rulers changed like raindrops, and they fell down towards Ning Fan's head.

When the enemies saw each other, their eyes were extremely red, and the Poison Dragon Ancestor couldn't understand how he could go to the sixth layer with Ning Fan's cultivation. He also couldn't understand how Ning Fan became the 'Mysterious Immortal Venerable' in the mouth of the patriarch and took away the patriarch's starting spirit. But these don't matter, after he kills Ning Fan and searches for Ning Fan's soul and extinguishes his memory, he will naturally know about it!

The silver ruler is a magic weapon of the twelve nirvanas of the day after tomorrow, called the 'Demon Yuan Ruler', which is urged by the Immortal Zun of the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor with all his strength, and the attack of this treasure cannot be hard-received by the Immortal Zun.

This Demon Yuan Ruler is not only powerful, but also has a special magical power: [Bloodline Suppression]! Any kind of magical power that needs to mobilize the power of the bloodline can be forcibly interrupted by the Demon Yuan Ruler! This treasure was borrowed by the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor from a certain immortal of the True Dragon Clan in order to capture Ning Fan.

In the eyes of the Poison Dragon Ancestor, Ning Fan was just a junior who cultivated to the Sky Realm, if it weren't for the frequent attacks of the two Immortal Venerables of ** and Miaoyan, he would have captured and killed Ning Fan a long time ago. Although Ning Fan's cultivation is not high, there are still things that make him jealous.

"What this son needs to be afraid of the most is the ancestral bloodline of the family that he helped to leave! Back then, he burned the ancestral blood, and by surprise, he took the ancestral bow from the old man's hand in one fell swoop, which was the shame of the old man's life! The old man remembered that this son burned out one drop of ancestral blood back then, and there were still three drops of ancestral blood in his body. If it were today, this son would go crazy again. Burn the remaining three drops of ancestral blood, I'm afraid that even if the old man shoots with all his strength, he won't be able to kill him. Fortunately, the old man borrowed the demon ruler, and with this ruler, this son doesn't want to burn blood!"

The Poisonous Dragon Ancestor's gaze became more and more ruthless, and he looked at Ning Fan like a dead man.

In the eyes of the Poison Dragon Ancestor, this Demon Yuan Ruler has the great divine power of blood suppression, if Ning Fan burns blood, he will be suppressed in an instant. Causes the blood to burn off. If Ning Fan didn't burn blood, with his little bit of cultivation, he would definitely not be able to receive a blow from the magic weapon of the Twelve Nirvanas of the day after tomorrow!

"Is the magic weapon of the twelve nirvanas the day after tomorrow?"

As soon as Ning Fan entered the sixth layer, he was attacked by the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor, and he was slightly frightened in his heart, but he did not panic in the slightest. Along the way, it was not the first time that Ning Fan had fought against Immortal Venerable, he didn't say a word, and slapped the sword bag. Five sword lights flew out of the sword bag, facing the thousands of feet of rain in the sky, and slashed directly!

Bang!

The five sword lights are naturally the five rain immortal swords that Ning Fan has practiced for many years. Thereinto. The Four Swords of Dust are only the grade of the five nirvanas of the day after tomorrow, and they have long been damaged in the previous fighting method. At this moment, colliding with the thousands of feet of rain, the four swords actually whimpered in unison, and they were broken into powder in the rain.

For Brother Watarin. The magic weapon of the five nirvanas of the day after tomorrow is considered to be the top equipment, but in front of the twelve nirvana magic weapons such as the demon yuan ruler, the five nirvana magic weapons are not powerful enough.

See that the four swords of the dust are all destroyed. Ning Fan sighed secretly in his heart, but didn't say anything, and tried his best to control the last immortal sword and continue to fight against the ruler rain.

The last immortal sword is naturally a clutch sword of the twelve nirvana grades. With this sword in hand, Ning Fan blocked the rain in the sky for a moment and a half!

"Twelve Nirvana Immortal Sword!" Poison Dragon Ancestor narrowed his eyes and sneered, "I didn't expect you to be a junior with a twelve-level magic weapon in your hand! But it's a pity that for you, this treasure is too high-grade, and with your cultivation, I'm afraid you can only barely exert some of the power of this sword. And the old man is different, you can exert the power of the demon ruler for twelve points, your sword can't fight the old man's treasure ruler!"

As the Poison Dragon Ancestor spoke, he suddenly changed his fingers, and the rain in the sky dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the Demon Yuan Ruler. The demon ruler suddenly changed, turning into a silver demon dragon that was thousands of feet long, and swallowed it in the direction of the clutch sword, and actually swallowed the clutch sword into his stomach in one bite.

"From today onwards, this sword will belong to the old man!Hmph! If you have any other twelve nirvana magic weapons, you can use them together and give them to the old man together!" The Poison Dragon Ancestor sneered slightly, his expression was extremely contemptuous, although he said so, he didn't think that Ning Fan had other twelve nirvana magic weapons.

Ordinary Immortal Venerable, it is rare to have a Twelve Nirvana Immortal Treasure. In the eyes of the Poison Dragon Ancestor, Ning Fan is not an Ancient Immortal, and it is already rare to have a Twelve Nirvana magic weapon, and the probability of having a second one is really not great.

Twelve Nirvana Treasures, in fact, Ning Fan has another one. Back then, Ning Fan got the Three Treasures of the Six Desires Immortal King, among which the Desire Relief Bead had been destroyed. The clutch sword was refined by Ning Fan as one of the five swords of rain. There is also a treasure, which is also the 12th Nirvana level, which is the [Burning Fan] that can urge corpses to burn and hurt people.

Only those with the blood of corpse demons can use the Burning Fan. In the past, Ning Fan lacked mana and never used this fan. But now that his cultivation has broken through the middle stage of Duzhen, the blood robbery has also been small, and he can barely exert some of the power of the Burning Sky Fan.

Ning Fan naturally understood that his cultivation was too different from that of the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor, and he also used the Twelve Nirvana magic weapons, and the magic weapon power he could exert was definitely not as powerful as the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor.

Theoretically, if he used the Burning Fan to attack the Poison Dragon Ancestor, most of the time he would not be able to hurt the Poison Dragon Ancestor in the slightest.

But in fact, as one of the three treasures of the Six Desires Immortal King, the most powerful thing is not to hurt people, but to yin people.

"If you want to take away my magic weapon, let's see if you have the ability!"

Ning Fan snorted coldly and raised his hand, but when he saw a flash of red light, there was already a huge pu fan in his hand that was red all over his body.

As soon as this fan came out, the temperature between heaven and earth immediately became a little hotter, faintly, and there was more fire on this fan.

"Another Twelve Nirvana Magic Weapon!" The Poison Dragon Ancestor's eyes suddenly became hot, and he was even a little jealous of Ning Fan, a junior.

He himself only has one Twelve Nirvana Magic Weapons, plus the borrowed Demon Yuan Ruler, there are only two Twelve Nirvana Magic Weapons in total. Ning Fan was just a junior, not even a broken thought realm, but he actually had two twelve nirvana magic weapons, which really made the Poison Dragon Ancestor a little unbalanced.

The fiery red fan in front of him is not ordinary at first glance. The Poison Dragon Ancestor was shocked, as long as he killed Ning Fan. This treasure fan naturally belongs to him.

"This treasure is also owned by the old man!" The Poison Dragon Ancestor sneered, and towards the sky, the silver dragon that the demon ruler transformed into immediately swallowed it in the direction of Ning Fan, and it was actually going to swallow it with a fan.

Ning Fan's face was ruthless, holding a candle bow in his left hand and a burning fan in his right hand, and all the mana and power of the calamity flowed into the burning fan. Suddenly raised his hand, and it was a fan towards the silver dragon.

Under this one. The crimson flame smoke swept the heavens and the earth, and there were endless lines of flame Dao rules tearing through the sky!

Before the silver dragon could get closer, it was suddenly entwined by the threads of those rules, and the dragon's body immediately burned, screaming and screaming. Although he was screaming, the dragon's body was not damaged much, but the killing intent in the dragon's eyes was becoming more and more hideous, and it was obvious that Ning Fan's fan had angered the silver dragon.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. With your cultivation, you can't exert the full power of this fan, and you can't hurt this dragon!" said the Poison Dragon Ancestor disdainfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, his old eyes suddenly widened. Showing disbelief.

But I saw that the silver dragon didn't know what had happened, and although it was not burned by the flames, its body was rotting little by little. First the dragon's tail, and then even half of the dragon's body rotted. There was a stench of skyrocketing, and blood was flowing wildly, and under the carrion. The bones are exposed!

This is where the burning fan is damaged. The flames fanned out by the Burning Fan were not ordinary immortal fires, but corpse fires. To deal with the weak, a single fan can fan people into ashes. When encountering a strong person, even if the burning fan cannot burn the enemy, it can also shade the enemy.

The Poison Dragon Ancestor didn't know the details of the Burning Fan, and for a moment, he naturally wondered why the silver dragon was injured.

Ning Fan didn't intend to give the Poison Dragon Ancestor a chance to think carefully, so he raised his hand again, and faced the silver dragon with another fan, this one, directly fanned the seriously injured dragon into flying ashes, and returned to the magic weapon of the demon ruler. The clutch sword that was swallowed by the dragon before was also recaptured by Ning Fan.

This is the first time that Ning Fan has relied on his own strength and a little calculation to take advantage of Immortal Venerable!

"This fan is definitely weird, otherwise with this cultivation, it will definitely not be able to break the attack of the demon yuan ruler!" The Poison Dragon Ancestor was secretly shocked in his heart, looking at the gaze of the Burning Sky Fan, he was even more greedy, almost determined to win.

He was about to urge the Demon Yuan Ruler to attack Ning Fan again, but Ning Fan took the first step to urge the Burning Sky Fan and headed towards the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor!

Knowing that the Burning Fan was strange, the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor was willing to accept the attack of the Burning Fan, raised his hand to withdraw the demon ruler into his sleeve, and slapped the Heavenly Spirit suddenly, and the Heavenly Spirit opened when he was on the ground, and seven purple demon lamps flew out of it to protect his body.

As soon as Fang approached the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor, the seven demon lamps immediately emitted purple light in unison, sweeping away all the flames. With these seven demon lamps to protect the body, with the magical power of the yin man who burned the fan, he couldn't hurt the poisonous dragon ancestor by half a point.

"Junior, this seven-star lamp is the only twelve nirvana magic weapon for the old man, which can be attacked and defended. With this lamp in hand, your yin methods will not hurt the old man! If you have no other means, you can die!"

The Poison Dragon Ancestor pointed at the seven demon lanterns, and the seven demon lanterns suddenly flew out of a ball of purple fire, turning into a sea of fire in the sky, and flooded towards Ning Fan.

At the same time, the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor was careful to guard against Ning Fan's burning blood. In his opinion, Ning Fan used two twelve nirvana magic weapons one after another, but he didn't take advantage of it, and he was already exhausted in donkey skills, and eighty percent of them were going to burn blood and fight hard.

"As long as this son burns blood, the old man will immediately sacrifice the demon yuan ruler and suppress his demon blood! In any case, the old man will never give him a chance to burn blood, otherwise once this son burns out three drops of ancestral blood and has two twelve nirvana magic weapons in his hand, the old man may not be his opponent!"

Ning Fan looked at the sea of purple fire in the sky and took a deep breath, but in the incomprehensible gaze of the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor, he successively collected the clutch sword and burned the fan.

The clutch sword can't hurt the poisonous dragon ancestor, and the burning fan can't yin the poisonous dragon ancestor, so it's meaningless, it's better to put it away.

His greatest reliance was not these two Twelve Nirvana Immortal Treasures at all, not from the beginning.

The candle bow in his hand was held tighter, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the many incense rockets circling around his body suddenly shone brightly.

Ning Fan was reluctant to use these incense rockets, and wanted to keep them to fight with the Seventh Barbarian Ancestor, but since the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor was blocking the way, this arrow had to be used!

"Old Poison Dragon, do you remember what I said back then?"

Ning Fan's eyes were still flickering with cold light, and he suddenly raised the candle bow, and with a move of his right hand, he had already taken five six-colored incense rockets and pulled the bowstring!

At the moment when Ning Fan bent the bow, the Poison Dragon Ancestor, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly changed his complexion, and he actually sensed a sense of crisis that was close to death from the candle bow!

"Hey! What kind of arrow is this, it has such a terrifying killing aura!"

The Colorful Incense Rocket is the legendary supernatural power of the True Dragon Clan, the Poison Dragon Ancestor has never seen it, and he would not have known it before, Ning Fan is about to shoot it, and it is the famous thing of the Ancestral Dragon Candle Li!

The ancestral dragon candle is separated from one person and one bow, has shot countless ancient powerhouses, and created the true dragon clan with the power of one person, the most respected by the world, is the use of colorful incense rockets.

The candle bow is the body of the bow spirit, and it can condense killing incense as an arrow, but this bow is not subdued by anyone in the true dragon clan, and it has never been subdued, so no one has used this bow, and no one has condensed colorful incense rockets.

For a long time, the candle bow spirit was enshrined in the ancestral soul pool by the true dragon clan, and was raised as an ancestor until this bow was taken away by Ning Fan. For a long time, the colorful incense rocket was a legend of the true dragon clan, until one day, in order to save his life, the candle bow volunteered to condense the colorful incense rocket for Ning Fan

The Poison Dragon Ancestor didn't know that what Ning Fan was coiled around was the famous six-colored and seven-colored incense rockets in the history of the True Dragon Clan. Although he didn't know this, he could sense the sense of crisis of dying from the five six-colored incense rockets that were about to leave the string.

Hardly any hesitation, the Poison Dragon Ancestor directly withdrew the purple sea of fire in the sky, and was not ready to borrow the power of the seven demon lamps to attack Ning Fan, so he casually chose a bluestone ancient road, turned around and ran wildly in the direction of the seventh layer.

At this moment, he only had one thought, and that was to evacuate this place quickly, no matter what arrow Ning Fan shot, he couldn't catch it hard!

In the Nine Heavenly Gates, there is an extremely powerful forbidden space power, even the Poison Dragon Ancestor cannot fly, and can only run wildly with his feet.

While running wildly, he simultaneously urged the power of the seven-star demon lamp and the demon yuan ruler to protect his body, and his mind moved, and his whole body was immediately covered with purple dragon scales, and he actually summoned all the natal dragon scales that had been cultivated for countless years, just to defend against the attack of the six-colored incense rocket!

"You can't escape!"

At this moment, Ning Fan released the bowstring, and five six-colored incense rockets emitted a piercing whistling sound, towards the vest of the poisonous dragon ancestor, and suddenly came to his body.

Even if he has been running all the way, the Poison Dragon Ancestor at this moment can't fly, how can he run past the incense rocket.

Even though the Triple Defensive Body had been used, the Poison Dragon Ancestor still had cold sweat all over his body in an instant.

This arrow came so fast, so fast that he couldn't react much at all!

He tried to turn around, but only halfway through, his body was overwhelmed by the light of the six-colored arrows that rushed into the sky, and his eyes immediately showed a touch of ruthlessness.

"Junior, you are so daring, you want to kill me with this arrow, don't think about it!" (to be continued......)