His eyes carried a cold glint, and his hair was as black as ink. The pressure he exuded alone caused everyone in Yuanjue Valley to keep quiet out of fear!
The sound of ice shattering was like a demonic sound that penetrated deep into everyone's heart. The ice shattered and the person died. The Harmonious Spirit old monsters of Wei Country didn't even have the chance to resist the power of the fist.
The Golden Core cultivators of the Seven Sects were usually very arrogant, but when they saw the young man, it was as if they had seen something terrifying. The power of the ice fist was no weaker than an attack from a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
When the ice shattered, the ancestors of the seven sects had already used their most powerful life-saving techniques and magical treasures, but they were still in a difficult situation. The corners of their eyes shrank, and they were all on high alert.
Even Mo Xisheng began to ponder over countermeasures. The young man in front of him was most likely a Nascent Soul master. Even if that wasn't the case, that punch alone was enough for them to view this young man as their greatest enemy. Especially Mo Xisheng, whose Golden Wheel Palm had been broken through, had a clear understanding of the strength of the young man's physique technique.
There was no mistaking it. The young man who had suddenly appeared and claimed to be Yuanjue Gu's Patriarch was a Silver Bone Body Tempering Realm cultivator.
Even if he used his full strength, he wouldn't have much of a chance of defeating Silver Bone. He did not expect Yuanjue Valley to have such a person guarding it. Today's attempt to obtain the All-Heaven Relic would most likely be fruitless.
This was something that even Sect Leader Zong Ze did not understand. Yuanjue Valley had such a Ancestor Master?
Mo Xisheng's expression gradually calmed down from the initial shock. This person wanted an explanation. What kind of explanation could they give?
It was obvious that they were trying to kill someone to steal their treasures. How could they explain this?
Perhaps, this young man was only asking for compensation? They did kill the disciples of Yuanjue Valley, but this young man killed hundreds of Harmonious Spirit Realm disciples of the seven sects. How should they settle this debt?
After a closer inspection, Mo Xisheng and the other Old Ancestors' expressions suddenly changed … Strange, this young man's bone age is less than 20 years old, and his aura has been withdrawn, revealing his cultivation base to be at the Harmonious Spirit Realm.
The seven of them looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
Could it be that this person only had a powerful physical body, but his cultivation was not high?
If that was the case, even if this person had some tricks up his sleeves, if the seven of them worked together, there was no need to fear him.
If he wasn't afraid, then the seven sects wouldn't need to explain anything to him. On the contrary, he was the one who needed to explain everything to the old monsters! Where did this little brat come from? Relying on his body refining technique, he pretended to be Old Ancestor Yuanjue Valley and annihilated hundreds of Harmonious Spirit experts from the seven sects.
He must be tired of living!
Mo Xisheng's face darkened as he snorted coldly.
"Yuanjue Valley doesn't have an old ancestor like you. Who exactly are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed across Ning Fans eyes! A shocking killing intent made Mo Xisheng's hair stand on end, rendering him speechless!
He had been cultivating the Dao for a thousand years and he could be considered to have experienced many life and death situations. At this moment, under Ning Fan's killing intent, he felt as if he had returned to the weak and helpless state he was when he first started cultivating!
This feeling would only appear when facing Nascent Soul Realm cultivators! A mistake! This young man cannot be a Harmonious Spirit cultivator, he must be a Nascent Soul cultivator!
He wants to kill me!
Without any hesitation, Mo Xisheng spat out a few mouthfuls of Blood Essence. His entire body turned into a twenty-meter-tall giant, and his robes were torn to shreds, with golden Sanskrit characters floating on them! Under this self-damaging secret technique, his body refining realm had temporarily broken through to the Silver Light Tenth Realm, almost reaching the Silver Bone Realm!
Just as he finished doing this, Ning Fan's cold voice resounded through the main hall!
"As I said, I want an explanation!"
Black light flickered around Ning Fan's body. The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi fluctuated around his body. In a flash, he teleported like a sharp sword and appeared in front of Mo Xisheng in an instant.
He came here with the identity of Old Ancestor Yuanjue Valley to demand wealth, nothing more. Before demanding wealth, he would take Mo Xisheng's life to establish his prestige!
In Ning Fan's eyes, the latter's twenty-meter-tall giant body was just so-so. With a wave of one hand, waves of ice-shattering fist light and lightning struck towards Mo Xisheng fiercely. The arm of a twenty-meter-tall giant was strong enough to fight against ordinary High Grade Magical Treasures, but under Ning Fan's grasp, the arm suddenly turned into ice and exploded into pieces under the lightning with a loud bang.
That escape technique was teleportation, and that lightning was the innate ability to control lightning. Mo Xisheng was already terrified. He screamed and his qi immediately weakened. Every inch of a body refining cultivator's muscles and bones had been tempered thousands of times. Once his arm was broken, his body refining realm would immediately fall.
He took dozens of steps back before he could stabilize his body. With every step he took, his qi became weaker.
There was only fear left in his eyes!
Without giving Mo Xisheng any chance to breathe, Ning Fan's body flashed with black light and he teleported several times. It was as if he had turned into several phantoms and appeared above Mo Xisheng's head. His five palms struck at the giant's body and the top of his head at the same time!
The sound of five muscles and bones being crushed was heard. Mo Xisheng's blood gushed out like a fountain and his body was like mud. It was difficult for him to maintain his Dharma Form and Desperate Divine Ability!
His body refining technique was almost completely destroyed, but he couldn't bring himself to feel resentment. His heart was already desperate, and the only thing left in his mind was to escape!
Mo Xisheng bit the tip of his tongue and used all of his magical power and the last few mouthfuls of blood essence. His body turned into a wisp of smoke and sank into the ground, escaping at a speed faster than a half-step Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.
This technique actually escaped from under Ning Fan's eyes, which made Ning Fan very surprised. If he was not mistaken, If he was not mistaken, what Mo Xisheng used was actually an imitation of the lost divine ability of the ancient fiendgods – the Earth Escape Technique.
Even if it was an imitation technique, it wasn't something that could be easily used by those without the Fiendgod Physique. That was why Mo Xisheng had consumed so much magical power and blood essence in the Earth Escape Technique.
Even with Ning Fan's Body Refining Technique, he couldn't break the layer of soil and capture Mo Xisheng after burrowing a thousand zhang into the ground.
Humans couldn't go into the soil, but spirit sense could. Ning Fan's temperament changed. His eyes became colder and black marks appeared on his face. His whole body seemed to be covered in thick ink, turning into millions of black sword sense and sinking into the soil to chase after Mo Xisheng.
As soon as this technique was used, the old ancestors of the other six sects exclaimed in surprise.
"What? This person is already so powerful, but he still knows a technique like Saint Mo's. Isn't Saint Mo in danger? "
The old ancestors of the six sects never thought that Wei Country's number one expert, Mo Xisheng, couldn't fight back against Ning Fan. When Mo Xisheng used the Earth Escape Technique, all the old monsters were sure that Mo Xisheng could escape. However, Ning Fan was like a maggot attached to a bone and still had the means to chase after him!
The exclamations of the old monsters were only met with a sneer from Hou Lian.
Saint Mo is in danger? It wasn't just dangerous. This Black Torrent Spirit Splitting Technique was an extremely powerful technique that could instantly kill dozens of demons. Moreover, Ning Fan was a ferocious devil that could even capture a Nascent Soul Realm female demon alive. A mere Mo Xisheng, a cultivator who would flee at the sight of Demon Lieutenant Zhifeng, only dared to bully Yuanjue Gu.
"Mo Xisheng is dead meat!" Hou Lian sneered.
"Nonsense, Saint Mo is the number one expert in Yue Country …"
A few old ancestors wanted to refute, but they immediately shut their mouths after hearing a sword chime and a scream. Their eyes were filled with shock!
Twenty li away from Tujue Valley, the ground was blasted by countless black sword qi. The place where the explosion occurred split the earth thousands of zhang wide and the sword chime shook the heavens. Within a few li, not even a blade of grass grew where the sword qi passed.
What shocked all the old ancestors was not only the phenomenon of the black sword, but also the miserable scream that couldn't be drowned by the sword qi. Death!
Saint Mo's scream!
Mo Xisheng is dead?!
Before the sword chime stopped, Ning Fan had already teleported back with a badly mutilated corpse.
Mo Xisheng's corpse. He's really dead?!
Dead, dead … The number one expert of Wei Country … is dead!
If it was a bitter battle, everyone could accept it. However, the result was extremely fast, and the life and death was decided in a one-sided battle!
From Mo Xisheng's arrogant words to his death, only a dozen breaths had passed. A dozen breaths ago, Mo Xisheng was still the arrogant Saint Mo. A dozen breaths later, he was just a corpse!
Each of the old monsters looked at Ning Fan in horror. This person is definitely not a Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivator. He must be a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. He can only be a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator! Only then could he kill Mo Xisheng in an instant!
The abilities of the old ancestors of the six sects were weaker than Mo Xisheng. Even if the six of them worked together, it would still be difficult for them to survive Ning Fan's deadly attack. If they wanted to escape, they didn't have any escape technique that was faster than teleportation. They also didn't have any secret techniques that were similar to the Earth Escape Technique.
Even if they did, would they be able to escape from the black attack? The ability to turn into black and burrow underground was something that the old monsters had never seen before …
What should we do?! If Ning Fan was here, all the experts of the seven sects of Wei Country and even the Nascent Soul Realm experts of the Rain Palace wouldn't be able to save them in time!
If he killed someone, who could escape? Who could resist him?!
"I want an explanation. Before I'm satisfied with it, no one is allowed to leave this place!"
Ning Fan's gaze swept across the area. Those old monsters who were swept by his gaze immediately shivered and lowered their heads …
Zong Ze was very happy. He couldn't calm down his excitement when he looked at Mo Xisheng's broken corpse. The old ancestors of the six sects didn't even dare to breathe loudly in Yuanjue Valley. This was probably the most glorious moment since the establishment of Yuanjue Valley. He was filled with gratitude towards this old ancestor who came from nowhere!
"Hou Lian, this person is really our old ancestor …"
"It's absolutely true … This old ancestor has only returned after traveling for more than a thousand years. It's not strange that the sect master doesn't know about it!"
"Forget it. No matter what his identity is, he is our sect's benefactor … If he says he's the old ancestor, then so be it."
…
While Zong Ze and Hou Lian were conversing, the old ancestors of the six sects were terrified …
Finally, the second strongest expert of Wei Country, the old ancestor of Nanning Valley, asked with a bitter and respectful tone.
"I wonder what kind of explanation you want in order to satisfy you …"
"Immortal King."
Ning Fan withdrew his killing intent and smiled slightly.
All the surviving old monsters of the six sects were stunned.
So this person is here for money …
So money is enough. If I knew this earlier, why would Saint Mo risk his life … It's such a small matter to buy a life with money! Injustice, Mo Xisheng's death was too unjust … If he knew that he could save his life with money but died in vain, his intestines would turn green …
"I wonder how much immortal jade you want …"
"Early Gold Core Realm twenty thousand per person, Mid Gold Core Realm forty thousand per person, Late Gold Core Realm eighty thousand per person. As for the old ancestor, it's two hundred thousand per person. Why? It's not expensive right?" Ning Fan threatened.
"What?! You dare to extort two hundred thousand immortal kings from me? Do you know the relationship between me and the Rain Palace … "Among the old ancestors, Bai Menlou seemed to be dissatisfied. But immediately, Ning Fan's eyes turned cold. With a teleportation, he appeared behind Bai Menlou and pressed his finger!
Bai Menlou's expression changed drastically. He immediately activated his body refining technique. His eye sockets became more sunken and he became as skinny as a skeleton. However, the defense of his physical body was raised to the peak of the Eighth Realm of the Silver Light Realm! Then, an evil purple light defense rose.
But under Ning Fan's finger, the purple light defense immediately shattered into pieces. Ning Fan's finger landed on his chest. Bai Menlou immediately vomited blood and was seriously injured. He was sent flying backwards and fell heavily on the ground. The first thing he did when he got up was not to run for his life. Instead, he took off his storage pouch and offered it to Ning Fan with both hands while explaining in a panic. He was afraid that he would be killed by Ning Fan if he was one step slower!
"This is two hundred thousand immortal jade. Please stop! I know my mistake! "
"Four hundred thousand!" Ning Fan said coldly.
"So much. This … Alright, I understand … Junior doesn't have enough immortal jade. Can I use magical treasures to make up for it …"
"Spirit Magical Treasure, Third Revolution Pill, Nascent Realm Cultivation Technique. I don't want anything else! Remember, this is an order, not a negotiation. You don't have a choice! "
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