"Run!"
The warnings of the other twenty-six ancient kings reached the sixteen kings' ears but it was already too late.
Ning Fan's robes were torn to shreds. His skin turned into bloody light bit by bit and disappeared. His muscles, bones and blood all turned into bloody light. His sword was covered with an extremely terrifying blood-red sword light.
He seemed to have turned into a bloody man. No, he was a blood devil!
His whole body was burning with boiling blood. Blood-red devil horns grew on his head and eight blood-red wings grew on his back.
He seemed to have lost his mind. He never knew that his heart would be devoured by the devil intent when he uses the Weapon Disintegration Style.
His consciousness was sometimes blurred and sometimes clear. Under the starlight of the heavens, his physical body was barely able to maintain its indestructible state. However, that was all.
The sword in his hand suddenly disappeared and went into Ning Fan's body!
At this moment, the sixteen kings felt a sense of impending doom and fled desperately. As for the blood devil that Ning Fan had transformed into, the corners of his mouth curved into a cruel smile.
* Chi *
The blood devil turned into a ray of blood-red sword light. His speed was already comparable to a Life Immortal Realm cultivator. He instantly caught up to the sixteen kings.
Both of his hands were wrapped with blood-red sword light. He had temporarily merged with Emperor Xia's sword!
He tore the sixteen kings into two halves from the middle. The cut was as smooth as a mirror as if they were cut by a sharp sword!
Ning Fan waved his hand and caught the sixteen kings' primordial spirits. He then swallowed them in one gulp. His expression became even colder!
"Ah!"
The wails of the sixteen kings spread across the entire Thirty-three Heavens in an instant!
The forty thousand members of the Immortal Burial Clan trembled. The nine ancestors and eighteen kings also felt a chill from their feet to their heads.
He killed a rogue immortal with a single strike!
The sixteen kings who were at the rogue immortal realm were actually killed by Ning Fan with a single strike!
That was an ancestral king!
"This young man destroyed his physical body in order to use such a powerful technique. If he uses this technique for the second time, he will definitely die. We don't have to be afraid of him. Let's attack together and kill this young man!"
As soon as the Sixth Ancestor's voice fell, the remaining twenty-six ancestral kings rushed towards Ning Fan!
They could not give Ning Fan the time to use his second sword technique. Otherwise, another one of their ancestral kings would die!
The price they had to pay was too great!
The blood light around Ning Fan gradually faded. The Weapon Disintegration Style was only enough to kill one rogue immortal.
He could clearly feel that after executing the Weapon Disintegration Style, a demonic thought had been deeply planted in his Dao Heart, and it was difficult to erase it.
If the so-called Sword Devil inheritance was cultivated to the extreme, one would naturally degenerate into a devil …
However, this devil was a bloodthirsty and cold-blooded devil, which was completely different from Ning Fan's Devil Dao.
If this evil intent remained in his heart, it would be extremely harmful to him. It would definitely affect his path of becoming an immortal.
An ordinary person would have died long ago after performing the Weapon Disintegration Style twice. Who would care about this demonic thought?
Ning Fan, on the other hand, was different. He had the self-healing ability of the black stars. Even though he used the Weapon Disintegration Style, his injuries were also healing rapidly. Even though his physical body was severely injured, it was not destroyed at all.
However, the demonic thoughts were still deeply rooted in him.
Every time he used the Weapon Disintegration Style, the demonic thoughts would increase.
When it exceeds the limit of his endurance, he would be devoured by the Devil Sense and become another devil that would not recognize his own family.
However, he had no other choice. He could not fight against so many ancestral kings. The only thing he could rely on was this technique.
"Silly brother …" In the Profound Yin World, Luo You sighed and closed her eyes.
Currently, she could no longer provide any help to Ning Fan in such a situation.
"Weapon Disintegration …"
A cold voice resounded. Ning Fan turned into the blood devil once again.
At the moment he used the Weapon Disintegration Style, all the 26 ancestral kings stopped moving. None of them dared to be the first to rush forward and block Ning Fan's sword light.
"* Hehe * Who wants to die …" The blood devil let out a sinister laugh. With a flash of sword light, he appeared in front of the Great Ancestor.
The Great Ancestor was drenched in cold sweat from fear. He raised his hand and summoned a golden bracelet, striking at the blood devil heavenly spirit.
The blood devil's laugh became even more sinister. He clenched his five fingers and the golden bracelet was cut into countless pieces.
Then, he used his other hand to tear off one of the Great Ancestor's arms and swallowed it.
"Ah!" The Great Ancestor let out a blood-curdling scream. At the next moment, his other arm was also torn off and eaten by the blood devil.
None of the ancestral kings dared to go to the Great Ancestor's aid. They could only watch as the Great Ancestor was eaten by the blood devil!
They did not dare to go near him!
They knew that the blood devil's strength would not disappear before the Great Ancestor's death. Whoever goes near him will die!
"If I'm not mistaken, the technique this young man used is to destroy his physical body the first time and his primordial spirit the second time … He will certainly die after these two times. It saves us the trouble of killing him. Unfortunately, the Great Ancestor and the sixteen ancestral kings died too tragically … "
"Forget it. We will go and capture those two women now to help our ancestor resurrect …"
As soon as the remaining 25 ancestral kings finished their words, their eyes were filled with shock!
Ning Fan who had used the Weapon Disintegration Style twice was still alive!
He was still in the body of the blood devil. It was the third time he used the Weapon Disintegration Style!
His Devil Sense became stronger!
Ning Fan's consciousness became even more blurred. Only a trace of obsession was holding on, vowing to protect Mu Weiliang from harm.
His body gradually lost control of itself. He gritted his teeth and turned into the blood devil, forcefully rushing towards the center of the group of ancestral kings.
All of the ancestral kings' expressions changed drastically. With the blood devil as the center, they quickly retreated and each of them took out their natal treasures to attack the blood devil.
The blood devil sneered coldly. He raised his finger and pointed randomly. Each of the Peak Immortal Void Realm magic treasures turned into powder.
After that, he turned into a sword ray and dashed towards one of the ancestral kings. He pierced his dantian with his claw and easily crushed his primordial spirit.
"Eighteen Ancestral Kings!" Three ancestral kings roared furiously. For a moment, they forgot their fear towards the blood devil and dashed towards him.
The blood devil's eyes flickered with a crazy devil sense. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind – to kill all of the enemies here!
Weapon Disintegration! Weapon Disintegration! Weapon Disintegration!
The seed of the devil sense grew deeper and deeper!
The blood devil directly withstood the attacks of the three ancestral kings. Under the effects of the Star Technique, the injuries he suffered were instantly healed!
He sneered and pointed three times with his finger. The three ancestral kings were immediately turned into minced meat by the blood rays!
"Who else?!" The blood devil licked his lips. There were still traces of blood left by the Great Ancestor at the corner of his mouth.
In just ten breaths' time, six ancestral kings had fallen!
The remaining twenty-one ancestral kings were filled with fear.
Even if they were to face thirty to forty rogue immortals, they would not be afraid even if they were no match for them.
However, the blood devil that Ning Fan had transformed into was too terrifying. He was not a human at all but a devil!
Most of the devil cultivators in the world still referred to the cultivation techniques of the Devil Dao.
Even if he was an ancient devil, the word 'devil' still referred to the cultivation techniques of the Devil Dao.
There were kind-hearted people among the devil cultivators and there were also soft-hearted women among the ancient devils.
However, the blood devil in front of them had nothing to do with his cultivation techniques. It was the devil sense that was deeply planted in his heart!
Cruel, cold-blooded, heartless, despicable, cunning, evil …
This devil was a mad devil. He could kill all of his enemies by hook or by crook for the obsession in his heart!
However, this devil's strength was terrifyingly strong. Perhaps even an ordinary Life Immortal Realm expert would have to think twice before temporarily avoiding him if he encounters such a fearless blood devil.
Who else could kill six rogue immortals instantly other than a Life Immortal Realm expert?!
At this moment, Ning Fan who was using the Weapon Disintegration Style without any restrictions was no different from a Life Immortal Realm expert!
"Retreat! Let's retreat for now! We can't fight this devil. We can only give up on the matter of resurrecting our ancestor for now … If we die, our ancestor really won't be able to be resurrected again! "
"Members of the Immortal Burial Clan, listen to my command. All cultivators below the Sixth Break Realm will stay here and stop this devil! Fight for a chance to escape for us! "
The Second Ancestor gave the order. Without saying another word, he turned around and left. He no longer dared to capture Ming Que and Mu Weiliang.
The rest of the ancestral kings also gritted their teeth and slightly suppressed the panic in their hearts. Then, they turned around and fled. If they continue to stay here, they would certainly die.
The cultivators above the Sixth Break Realm were equally terrified. Even the ancestral kings were easily killed by the blood devil. How would they dare to throw away their lives? It would be best if they could escape.
More than forty thousand experts below the Fifth Break Realm were left behind by the ancestral kings to cover the retreat.
They knew that they had no chance of surviving in the hands of the blood devil. Now, they could only fight with their lives on the line to ensure the continuation of their clan.
"Hehehehe. Do you think you can run away? Weapon Disintegration! Weapon Disintegration! Weapon Disintegration! "
The blood devil sneered. All of a sudden, his body dispersed into billions of rays of blood-red sword light. In an instant, the sword light swept across the vast sky.
He walked step by step behind the forty thousand people. Behind him, forty thousand experts of the Immortal Burial Clan had died and turned into blood mists!
"W-What?! 280 Void Fragmentation Realm experts and forty thousand Void Refinement Realm experts couldn't stop this devil at all! Other than us ancestral kings, all of you stay behind to protect the bloodline of the Immortal Burial Clan! "
"… Yes!"
Following the ancestral king's order, forty-five Sixth and Seventh Break Realm experts stood in front of the blood devil.
As for the twenty-one ancestral kings, they desperately ran away.
"They're just trash … Weapon Disintegration!"
* Chi *
The blood devil sneered. Then, he dispersed into countless rays of blood light and vanished without a trace.
At the next moment, he appeared behind the forty-five experts.
The expressions of the forty-five Sixth and Seventh Break Realm old monsters froze on their faces.
At the next moment, all of their heads flew high up into the sky. Their blood splattered on the clouds. The blood-red sword qi invaded their bodies and killed their primordial spirits in an instant!
The blood devil did not even look at the corpses, Dao Fruits and storage pouches that were scattered all over the ground.
He just stared at the twenty-one ancestral kings who were desperately trying to escape in front of him and licked his lips with a bloodthirsty expression.
He stomped on the ground ferociously and crushed all the spoils of war!
He liked to destroy things!
To him, killing people was the most enjoyable thing.
After performing Weapon Disintegration for so many times, Ning Fan's Dao Heart had already been deeply eroded by the devil sense. His Dao Heart had already fallen.
Stepping on eight thousand and eight hundred rays of black starlight, the blood devil instantly caught up to the seventeen ancestral kings. With a shake of his body, he grew to fifty thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) in size and swallowed the seventeen ancestral kings alive.
As soon as the seventeen ancestral kings were swallowed into the blood devil's stomach, they were cut into pieces by the blood light. With a miserable shriek, they died a violent death!
This was the power of the Weapon Disintegration Style!
This was the reason why the Weapon Disintegration Sect of the Western Heaven was so famous!
Exchanging death for death was a technique that only lunatics would use. The Weapon Disintegration Sect was a place where lunatics gathered!
However, the disciples of the Weapon Disintegration Sect used the Weapon Disintegration Sword Technique for the great battle, for the sect and for the righteousness in their hearts.
The blood devil, however, was different.
In the beginning, Ning Fan used the Weapon Disintegration Style to protect Mu Weiliang. Now, he had already degenerated into a blood devil. His heart was only filled with killing intent and he no longer recognized his own family!
"Seventeen Kings!"
King Jiu gritted his teeth as he looked at the Blood Demon. He had wanted to volunteer to stay behind and block the Blood Demon, but in the next instant, he had already been torn to pieces by the Blood Demon.
The Eighth Patriarch trembled as the Blood Devil closed in on him. He wanted to beg for mercy, but the Blood Devil completely ignored his pleas, and didn't even bother to take him as a slave.
The Blood Demon only wanted to kill!
In the blink of an eye, the Eight Ancestors had been torn to shreds!
The fifth ancestor was swallowed by the blood demon, the fourth king was chewed to pieces, and the eleventh king was stomped into meat paste by the blood demon.
One after another, the Ancestor Kings with shocking cultivation base fell one after another. In the end, only the Thirteen Kings were left …
The Thirteen Kings did not dare to run anymore. They clenched their teeth and charged at the Blood Demon. They self-destructed their bodies in an attempt to take the Blood Demon down with them.
His death had indeed dealt a heavy blow to the Blood Demon.
The blood-red light on Ning Fan's body faded slightly. He withdrew from his blood devil form and knelt on one knee on the ground. His body was covered with wounds.
There was no time to heal. No matter how powerful the Star Arts were, there was no time to heal.
He had used the Weapon Disintegration Style too many times …
And he alone slaughtered the entire Immortal Burial Clan!
The price he had to pay was that his Dao Heart would be completely tainted and corroded by the Devil Sense …
Ning Fan forced himself to stand up. However, he realized that his limbs were no longer under his control.
The reason why he still retained some of his rationality was because the last Ancestor King had severely injured his Devil Sense.
However, if his injuries recover in the future, he would fall into the Devil Sense again and lose all of his rationality. Even if he did not use the Weapon Disintegration Style …
The price, the price …
In this world, which action does not require one to pay a price?
"I must go back as soon as possible to bring Weiliang away and find a way to temporarily suppress the Devil Sense … Before I completely lose my rationality."
Ning Fan clenched his teeth. He did not have the time to collect the scattered storage pouches on the ground. Instead, he carried the ancient golden sword and flew back at full speed.
He had dispersed the eight thousand and eight hundred black stars above his head. However, the Star Arts were still healing his body instinctively.
His injuries were recovering bit by bit.
The Demonic Sense, which had been slightly scattered, was also recovering.
His eyes were blood-red and he was gradually losing his rationality. However, he still clenched his teeth and endured the pain.
When he returned to the Undying Tree, his face was cold and filled with anger. A cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
He was once again invaded by the Devil Sense!
He had killed 27 rogue immortals all by himself. The baleful qi on his body was extremely terrifying. Even a Life Immortal Realm expert would be fearful of it.
When Lu Xiu and the others saw Ning Fan's return and saw his soaring baleful qi, they knew that Ning Fan must have killed the nine ancestors and eighteen kings. All of them were extremely shocked.
The current Ning Fan gave them an extremely unfamiliar feeling. That cold smile of his was too bloodthirsty, making them shudder in fear.
Mu Weiliang had been completely resurrected but she had yet to wake up.
The Undying Tree had completely withered and its life force had dissipated completely.
"Master, you're back! I thought you would die. I was so scared! "
Seeing Ning Fan return safely, the rogue devil was so happy that tears flowed down his face.
Don't misunderstand. The reason why he was worried about Ning Fan's death was because Ning Fan had planted a Mental Seal on him.
Ning Fan was the master. If the master dies, the servant will certainly die … He was afraid that he would be implicated by Ning Fan and die because of him.
"Rogue … Devil …" Ning Fan's eyes flashed with blood-red light. He looked at the rogue devil with a cold smile and pointed a finger at him.
In an instant, he turned into his blood devil form. The sword light from his finger was enough to kill the rogue devil instantly.
Seeing this, the rogue devil was so scared that he almost peed his pants. He could not withstand this sword light at all. He would definitely die!
At the critical moment, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly revealed a hint of struggle. He waved his hand and sent the blood-red sword light far away, avoiding the rogue devil.
The destructive power of the sword instantly flattened the land of millions of li * (500m per li). Blood light soared into the sky.
"Brother Biscuit, something is wrong! Brother Biscuit, look at me quickly. I'm Ming Que! Don't you recognize me?! "
Ming Que's face was filled with anxiety. At this moment, Ning Fan actually made her feel so unfamiliar.
As soon as he saw her, the blood devil licked his lips. He actually wanted to eat this pill devil in one bite.
At the next moment, the blood devil could not help but beat his own chest. The sword light from his finger made a bloody hole on his chest.
It slightly dispersed the devil sense …
Ning Fan withdrew from his blood devil form. His eyes became clear again.
How could he bear to hurt Ming Que …
Now that the devil sense had already penetrated deep into his heart, he could only slightly disperse the devil sense by severely injuring himself and temporarily regain some of his sanity.
"Is this the price you have to pay for using the Weapon Dispelling Sword Technique …? Is it worth it …?" Si Wuxie bit her lips.
If her true body was here, she might have a way to help Ning Fan suppress the devil sense.
However, her clone could not help Ning Fan at all.
"Is it worth it …?" Ning Fan smiled bitterly. He would still smile.
Step by step, he walked towards the green coffin. Looking at Mu Weiliang in the coffin, he felt slightly relieved.
He had said that he would not let her die again.
Now, did he manage to fulfill that promise …?
"Little Butterfly … Little Butterfly …"
As if sensing Ning Fan's approach, Mu Weiliang gently opened her eyes. Her pure eyes looked at Ning Fan with confusion, puzzlement and joy.
"You are Little Butterfly … Who am I …?"
All of her incomplete memories were given to Ning Fan, allowing him to see the scene of the destruction of the Heavenly Court.
The current her had forgotten everything. The only person she remembered was Ning Fan.
Only that butterfly was left … Even if she forgot everything, she would never forget that butterfly.
She remembered that she had waited for Little Butterfly for a very long time. Today, she had finally arrived …
"You are Mu Weiliang."
"Mu … Wei … Liang …"
She gently supported her body and sat up from the green coffin. Ning Fan quickly supported her and carried her out of the coffin.
From today onwards, she would no longer need this green coffin.
However, a scene that surprised Ning Fan appeared in front of him.
Mu Weiliang left the green coffin and walked with light steps. After taking the first step, her body gradually became shorter and her appearance became immature.
Her face that was originally sixteen years old suddenly became twelve years old.
She took another step and her appearance and body changed again, turning into nine years old.
Another step and she became six years old.
The six years old Mu Weiliang looked like a little girl and shyly held Ning Fan's hand.
She remembered that this was her Little Butterfly. She did not want to let go of his hand.
"Little Butterfly, why did I become shorter?" She tilted her head, expressing her confusion.
Ning Fan frowned and looked at Si Wuxie with the same puzzlement.
"Her new soul has yet to grow and it is still very weak. Her body also cooperated with her soul and turned into a child … Only by consuming the Immortal Soul Grass can her soul be nourished and grow again …"
"Immortal Soul Grass? Can you get some? "Ning Fan asked with a frown.
"No … this grass can only be found in the Eastern Heaven Immortal World. In the Eastern Heaven, there is an Immortal Soul Star. There is a race called the Soul Race that specializes in growing this grass … However, the Soul Race has already been annihilated. I don't know if this grass can still be found …" Si Wuxie sighed.
"Little Butterfly? I can't grow up anymore? "Mu Weiliang revealed a dejected expression.
After reconstructing her new soul, her mental age seemed to have become younger, completely becoming a younger version of Mu Weiliang.
"No, you will grow up. Believe me, the Immortal Soul Grass …"
Ning Fan flicked his sleeve and kept the green coffin into his storage pouch. He looked at the spoils of war near the Undying Tree and thought for a moment before taking them away one by one.
"Your Evil Sense is very troublesome … If you are willing, I can privately give you the quota of ascension and bring you back to the Western Heaven to suppress the Evil Sense …" Although Si Wuxie's tone was cold, Ning Fan could hear a trace of concern in it.
"No …"
Ning Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly. Si Wuxie was the saintess of the Western Heaven. It was fine if she publicly gave Ning Fan the quota of ascension, but if she privately gave him the quota, there would be great trouble.
He did not want to implicate Si Wuxie.
Of course, if she publicly gave Ning Fan the quota, Ning Fan would inevitably be investigated by the Kunlun Jade Pool.
Once his identity as the ancient devil is exposed, there was almost no chance for him to survive in the Western Heaven … The Buddhist Sect of the Western Heaven would surely kill the ancient devil as soon as possible …
"Humph! You don't want it. Just pretend that I didn't say anything." Si Wuxie knitted her brows, feeling somewhat displeased.
"What is Evil Sense? Can you suppress the Evil Sense if you eat more delicious food? I have a lot of delicious food here. I'll give them all to you! "
Ming Que untied the storage pouch that was filled with spiritual herbs and passed it to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan waved his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
In Ming Que's mind, eating is omnipotent …
* Rumble *
The ground of the Thirty-three Heavens suddenly trembled.
As it trembled, a wave of Life Immortal Realm aura force swept towards Ning Fan and the others.
All of a sudden, Ning Fan's expression changed greatly!
All of a sudden, Ning Fan's expression changed greatly!
"Junior, you really have guts. Not only did you kill all the members of my Immortal Burial Clan, but you also obstructed my resurrection plan. Tell me, how should I punish you?!"
* Rumble * * Rumble * * Rumble *
There was actually a Life Immortal expert sleeping under the ground of the Thirty-three Heavens!
That Life Immortal expert was punching the seal on the ground, trying to break free from this place!
"Pill Devil and the woman who absorbed the light from my Undying Tree … Leave these two women behind and I'll spare your life. What do you think?"
* Rumble * * Rumble * * Rumble *
The ground was cracking bit by bit. A ferocious man was slowly breaking free from the seal!
His killing intent had already locked onto Ming Que and Mu Weiliang!
"I've received information that the nine ancestors and eighteen kings of the Immortal Burial Clan have gone to great lengths to resurrect their ancestor … Ancient Zang! It's said that Ancient Zang was a Quasi-emperor when he was at his peak. Now that his resurrection plan has been ruined by us, he has only recovered to the Life Immortal Realm, but he's still not someone we can fight against! We must escape from the Ancient Heavenly Court before he breaks the seal! "
Si Wuxie's expression showed a hint of panic.
A Quasi-emperor was just a step away from becoming an Immortal Emperor!
Even if such a person had just been resurrected and had yet to recover to his peak, no one on the scene could fight him!
"We can't fight this person! All of you, enter this world. I'll be responsible for escaping! "
Ning Fan touched the Yuan Yao Jade and sent Si Wuxie, Ming Que and Mu Weiliang into the Yuan Yao World. He also kept the Rogue Devil into the Devil Sealing Pouch.
Without saying a word, he healed the bloody hole on Black Star's chest. The devil sense that had dispersed in his body slowly gathered again.
He turned into a blood devil once again and lost all his rationality!
Weapon Disintegration!
Even the bloodthirsty blood devil would not dare to fight against the ancestor of Ancient Zang.
Without saying a word, he turned into a ray of blood light and dashed towards the thirty-second floor.
"Oh? His speed isn't slow but he might not be able to escape from my palm. Open! "
* Boom *
After a loud bang, a ten thousand li * (500m per li) abyss appeared on the ground.
A young man with white hair licked his lips as he looked at the direction where Ning Fan was heading.
"Let's see how long you can run for, junior."
* Chi *
The white-haired young man chased after Ning Fan. Thirty-second floor, thirty-first floor, thirtieth floor …
Ning Fan continued to use the Weapon Disintegration technique to maintain his blood devil body. The burden on the talisman became greater and greater.
However, the white-haired young man had a determined look on his face.
He firmly believed that even if he had not recovered to his peak, it would still be easy for him to capture a junior who was at the Six Shattering Realm.
...
In the twenty-ninth floor of the Ancient Heavenly Court, Heaven World.
Chang Shan looked at the destroyed Ghost Raising Formation and felt a chill run down his spine.
This was the Ghost Raising Formation that the ancestor had spent a lot of effort to set up, but it was destroyed …
How was he going to report this to the ancestor when he returned to the sect? He wondered if the ancestor would extract his primordial spirit to concoct pills in a fit of rage …
"I must capture the pill devil and bring him back to the sect to atone for my sins! Hmph! Last time, I was careless and was ambushed by the white-robed lady. This time, I'm well-prepared. I can definitely bring the pill devil away! "
"Oh? I didn't expect the pill devil to already be at the thirtieth floor. Hmm, he's already at the twenty-ninth floor! "
Chang Shan held the compass in his hand and located the direction of the pill devil. Then, he dashed towards a certain direction.
A few days later, he sensed an extremely familiar presence in front of him from afar.
It was Ning Fan's presence!
"I found him! Capturing this young man is the same as capturing the pill devil! He's just a Sixth Break realm cultivator. If I sneak attack him, it'll be as easy as flipping my palm! "
Chang Shan swallowed a medicinal pill and concealed his figure, hiding in this place.
From afar, a blood-red escaping light was getting closer and closer.
That escaping light gave Chang Shan an uneasy feeling. He felt that something was out of his control.
He didn't think too much about it. When the blood-red escaping light got closer, he jumped out and stood in front of 'Ning Fan' and sneered.
"Junior, hand over the pill devil and I'll let you die in one piece!"
As soon as his words fell, he was shocked.
The person he stopped wasn't Ning Fan but a devil that was shrouded in blood-red light!
No, to be more precise, this person was indeed Ning Fan. However, the situation seemed a little strange!
The baleful qi on Ning Fan's body was so strong that it made Chang Shan panic.
The pressure from Ning Fan's body was as heavy as a mountain, causing Chang Shan to be unable to breathe!
This was too absurd! He was a dignified Rogue Immortal, how could he show his fear in front of a Sixth Break realm cultivator?!
"Those who stand in my way shall die!"
Ning Fan who had turned into a blood devil had no intention of talking nonsense with Chang Shan.
Subconsciously, Ning Fan remembered that Chang Shan was an enemy. Thus, he naturally wouldn't stop the devil sense from killing him.
The blood devil lifted his finger and pointed. Countless blood-red light immediately slashed at Chang Shan. The fierce wind pressure made Chang Shan's face hurt!
His eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't understand how Ning Fan who had just broken his Sixth Break realm could perform such a stunning sword attack.
However, he should be able to withstand this sword attack. After all, he was a dignified Rogue Immortal …
After consuming a few pills, Chang Shan's cultivation base skyrocketed. He was extremely conceited and used his hand to extinguish the sword light.
In the next moment, he was slashed into meat paste by the blood-red sword light with a confident expression on his face.
Only his primordial spirit was left. He rolled up his storage pouch in horror and escaped from his corpse. His body was shivering.
"Weapon Disintegration! He has already disintegrated! How is this possible?! How did he maintain the state of disintegration and escape?! Why didn't his physical body collapse?! "
"Trying to escape?" The blood devil revealed a cold smile. A blood-red light flashed and swallowed Chang Shan's primordial spirit.
Storage pouch? After thinking for a while, he decided to keep it.
That was Ning Fan's will. Ning Fan suspected that Chang Shan had a secret treasure that could search for Bright Sparrow.
He was going to destroy that treasure!
Chang Shan couldn't believe that he was killed instantly by Ning Fan who he had always looked down upon!
After killing Chang Shan, the blood devil continued to flee to the lower levels without saying a word.
Behind him, a white-haired young man was chasing after him. He killed every demonic beast and devil beast he encountered and drank their blood to recover his strength.
His cultivation base was recovering bit by bit …
"You can't run away!" The white-haired young man smiled coldly, revealing his white teeth.
His teeth were full of beast blood. (To be continued.)
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