At this moment, the First Ancestor, Second Ancestor and Fourth Ancestor found it hard to believe. In their impression, Ning Fan was just a great tonic that was affected by the Barbarian Summoning Technique. His cultivation base should not be high. How could the weak Ning Fan be able to fly on a flying sword in the forbidden area … Is this young man really a weak cultivator?
Could it be that they have really misjudged him? Is Ning Fan not a weak cultivator at all but an immortal emperor?
At this moment, Ao Xuan was also shocked speechless. He had seen Ning Fan's bounty poster before. Thus, he recognized Ning Fan's identity at first glance.
It's this young man who snatched the ancestral bow from Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon. There's no doubt about it!
Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon once said that the one who snatched the ancestral bow was a weak cultivator. The only thing that we need to pay attention to is the few drops of Fu Li ancestral blood in his body. Putting the ancestral blood aside, this person is not worth mentioning.
Is he really not worth mentioning …?
Recalling the information given by Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon, Ao Xuan found it ridiculous. The information was wrong.
How is Ning Fan a weak cultivator? How can a weak cultivator fly on the eighth floor of the Heaven Fault Tower? Why don't you fly for me to see?!
Ao Xuan also noticed that Ning Fan's body had a threatening baleful qi. It was the baleful qi that could only be obtained by killing immortal venerables of the past. Besides, if he was not mistaken, that baleful qi actually contained a trace of Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's death qi …
Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon actually died in Ning Fan's hands. Didn't he go to look for the Origin Qi …?
"Could it be that the person who snatched the patriarch's Origin Qi is also this person?! That unlucky Poisonous Dragon wanted to take back this person's Origin Qi but was killed by this person instead? "Ao Xuan felt that he had found the truth. He was even more convinced that Ning Fan's cultivation base was unfathomable.
* Si Si * * Si Si *
At this moment, all the forty-three thousand ancient coffins in the sky let out hissing sounds. Ancient corpses kept sitting up from the coffins. It was because Ning Fan had entered the eighth floor and caused a huge commotion that awakened all the ancient corpses on this floor.
Forty-three thousand rays of killing intent passed through layers of heavy rain and locked onto Ning Fan.
That was the killing intent of forty-three thousand Immortal Venerables. Just by being affected by the killing intent, Venerable Miao Yan's qi was in a mess and he could barely stand steadily.
Her injuries were too severe. Forty-three thousand corpses were equivalent to forty-three thousand Eternal Immortal Sovereigns. This level of power was too terrifying, and even Immortal Emperors would have to retreat. The murderous intent in the surroundings made her feel uneasy. She moved a little closer to Ning Fan, only then did she find a sense of security and calmed down.
"There are so many ancient corpses! Can he deal with it …? "Venerable Miao Yan was a little worried. He stole a glance at Ning Fan and bit his lips. Then, he obediently remained silent.
Ao Xuan and the rest were drenched in cold sweat when they saw the forty thousand ancient corpses awakening. Each of them activated their concealment techniques to the extreme, afraid of being discovered by these ancient corpses.
Fortunately, none of the ancient corpses noticed their existence. The gazes of the forty thousand ancient corpses gathered on Ning Fan alone.
"This kid is out of luck. Being surrounded and attacked by forty thousand ancient corpses, it's a situation where he has no chance of survival."
"Forty thousand ancient corpses are equivalent to forty million ancient immortal sovereigns. Hehe, even if this kid really has the cultivation of an Immortal Emperor, he's definitely not a match for this group of ancient corpses. "
"Even if he doesn't die, I'm afraid he'll lose a layer of skin!"
"I'm afraid it won't be easy for him to survive …"
When Ao Xuan and the others saw the ancient corpses besieging Ning Fan, they were more or less gloating over his misfortune.
So what if you can fly on a flying sword on the eighth floor? So what if you have the cultivation of an immortal sovereign? Let's see how you're going to deal with the aftermath of waking up the army of ancient corpses!
"I, Zi Dou Immortal Cultivation Realm … Defying the tribulation to survive … I have no regrets!"
"Life and death are all for … Zi Dou Immortal Cultivation Realm!"
Voices came out from the mouths of the ancient corpses subconsciously, accompanied by strange roars.
More and more ancient corpses surrounded Ning Fan. Under the countless murderous intents, Ning Fan felt chills running down his spine. His heart was beating wildly uncontrollably.
At this moment, he was going to face forty-three thousand Immortal Venerables all by himself!
There were not so many Immortal Venerables in the entire Four Heavens and Nine Worlds! Only in the ancient times in the Zi Dou Immortal Domain could one see such an army of Immortal Venerables!
Ning Fan had never been locked on by so many powerful killing intents before. It was inevitable that he would lose his composure. After all, his true cultivation base was not as strong as these ancient corpses.
Under the targeting of these killing intents, Ning Fan found it hard to breathe. His body also became immobile. He forcefully bit the tip of his tongue and used the slight pain to regain control of his body. Then, he raised the Separation and Reunion Sword and swung it forward.
So what if there are forty thousand ancient corpses in front of him?!
If he is strong, so be it. The Life Severing Sword will only become stronger when it encounters strong opponents!
As Ning Fan swung his sword, more and more sword lights appeared in front of him. When he faced the six hundred ancient corpses just now, Ning Fan could produce sixty thousand sword lights with a single slash. This time, he produced even more sword lights.
Ten rays, one hundred rays, one thousand rays …
Ten thousand rays, one hundred thousand rays, one million rays … Four million rays!
Four million rays of Life Severing Sword light surrounded his body. At this moment, Ning Fan gave others a feeling that he was so strong that he was invincible!
The aura force of the four million rays of sword light had already exceeded the scope of the Second Step of Dao Cultivation. Perhaps, only the legendary Third Step Saints could display such an aura force!
Wherever the sword light passed, it formed a silent qi wave. The Great Dao Laws collapsed one after another. They could not withstand the power of this sword at all!
The entire heaven and earth of the eighth floor trembled violently under this sword attack. All the ancient corpses that were charging at Ning Fan stopped in their tracks at this moment. They stared at Ning Fan with inexplicable fear. None of them dared to approach him!
After a moment of hesitation, almost ninety percent of the ancient corpses chose to turn around and flee with all their might. The scene instantly became chaotic. However, there were also over four thousand ancient corpses who gradually suppressed their fear and continued to charge at Ning Fan without any fear of death.
Unfortunately, their heroic actions were like moths flying into a flame. They were just throwing their lives away in vain.
Their mouths were dripping with stinky saliva. Their faces were filled with greed. In order to eat Ning Fan, they would not hesitate to pay any price. They had long lost their rationality.
The Purple Dipper Immortal Realm cultivators who dominated the world when they were alive turned into ignorant corpse devils after they died … Ning Fan gently closed his eyes and let the four million rays of sword light pierce through the sky and slashed at the four thousand ancient corpses.
Some ancient corpses with lower cultivation bases were shredded into ashes by the sword qi before they could even get close to the four million rays of sword light. They did not even have the time to scream.
Some ancient corpses with higher cultivation bases were lucky enough to hold on for a few breaths under the attack of the four million rays of sword light. In the end, they were still turned into sieves by the sword light and could not escape death.
In less than five breaths, more than four thousand ancient corpses had died under Ning Fan's sword. After killing all the ancient corpses that were blocking his way, Ning Fan opened his eyes. His expression was solemn as if he was sending off someone from afar. Seeing such a shocking result, Venerated Miao Yan was so shocked that he could not close his mouth again.
Perhaps even if the twenty-eight ancient emperors of the Four Majestic Sects join forces, it would still be impossible for them to defeat four thousand Immortal Venerated Immortals, right?
However, Ning Fan had won the battle with just a single strike. Could it be that his strength alone had already surpassed the combined might of the twenty-eight ancient emperors of the Four Majestic Sects?
The four million rays of sword light swept away all the ancient corpses that were blocking their way and merged into the one thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) sword light beneath Ning Fan's feet. The slightly unstable sword light instantly became much more stable. Its flying speed also became faster.
Black corpse ashes continuously fell from the sky and sprinkled on the ancient bluestone path. They mixed with the rainwater and looked like mud. Ao Xuan and the others only felt a chill from the bottom of their feet to the top of their heads. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
It was hard to believe that there was actually someone who could kill four thousand Immortal Venerated Immortals with a single strike in the current Dharma Ending Era!
Even a Quasi-Saint Realm expert would definitely not be able to do this. Only the legendary Saints could do this …
"What exactly is this young man's cultivation base …? Could he really be …?" Ao Xuan and the others felt extremely shocked.
The three barbarian ancestors were still able to compose themselves. After all, they were people from ancient times. They had seen some Saints before when they were still alive. Thus, they quickly recovered from the shock.
Ao Xuan, on the other hand, found it hard to remain calm. He was an ancient Immortal Venerated Immortal during the Dharma Ending Era. He had never seen any Saints before.
He did not believe that there were still Saints alive in the current era. He also did not believe that Ning Fan was a Saint. However, how could he explain the scene in front of him …?
Other than a Third Step Saint, who else could kill four thousand Immortal Venerated Immortals with a single strike …?
"Saints … During the Dharma Ending Era, the fate of all sects was exhausted and their orthodoxies no longer existed. How could there still be Saints alive in this world? Haven't all the Saints died out …? Is this young man really a Saint …? "
Just as Ao Xuan's heart was filled with shock, Ning Fan's sword light whizzed past the top of his head, producing a clanging sound. The wind and rain that were stirred up blew on Ao Xuan's face, making him feel extremely cold.
At this moment, Ning Fan did not even look at Ao Xuan. However, Ao Xuan still felt an invisible pressure that seeped into his bones along with the rainwater.
His heart was extremely nervous. Currently, he was too close to Ning Fan. He was afraid that Ning Fan would attack him. He was not Ning Fan's match. He definitely was not. He probably could not even escape!
If Ning Fan attacks him, he believed that he would definitely die. His death would be very straightforward, just like how a mortal would kill an ant with his foot …
"This man has a grudge against my True Dragon Clan. Will he attack me …?"
"It's fake. It must be fake. It's impossible for him to be a Saint. However, if he really is … "
"If he attacks me, I will fight him to the death … but even if I fight him to the death, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape death …" Ao Xuan's heart became more and more chaotic. His hands that were holding the Brahma Demon Jian could not help but tremble slightly …
Just as Ao Xuan was about to face a formidable enemy, Ning Fan's sword light flew past his head in a flash. Ning Fan did not have the intention to fight him at all.
Thus, Ao Xuan was completely stunned. He felt a little muddle-headed. Ning Fan actually did not attack him? His life was saved?
From the hands of a 'Saint'?
The whistling sword light flew past the heads of the Fourth Ancestor, Second Ancestor and First Ancestor one after another. It also made the three of them extremely nervous.
Even though the three barbarian ancestors were peerless figures in their previous lives, they were not feeling well at the moment. Each of them was afraid that Ning Fan would attack them.
They had schemed against Ning Fan before. Naturally, they were also worried about Ning Fan's revenge. If Ning Fan attacks them, their chances of survival seemed to be close to zero with the 'terrifying strength' that he had displayed …
"If he attacks us, we will fight him to the death!" The three barbarian ancestors secretly made up their minds. However, their expressions showed that they did not have much confidence. They were like roosters that had lost a battle and were very dejected.
However, what made them feel fortunate was that Ning Fan's sword light did not stop above their heads as well. It flew away directly.
Only when Ning Fan had flown far away did they reveal a look of bewilderment. Just like that, they managed to keep their lives?
Of course, Ao Xuan and the others did not know that Ning Fan was not a Saint at all. He was not even an Immortal Emperor Realm expert. He was just an insignificant cultivator at the Du Zhen Realm. In fact, there was no need for them to be so afraid of Ning Fan …
"Their faces have turned pale because of you …" Venerated Miao Yan's expression was complicated. She noticed the nervous expressions of Ao Xuan and the others. She could also understand their feelings.
It was not that Ao Xuan and the others were too timid. It was Ning Fan who was too terrifying …
"Is that so …?" Ning Fan did not comment on Miao Yan's words.
He did not pay attention to the expressions of Ao Xuan and the others. His eyes were only fixed on the Seventh Ancestor.
Half of the Seventh Ancestor's body had already merged with the stone door. At this moment, his eyes were unprecedentedly solemn. He was also shocked by Ning Fan's achievement of instantly killing four thousand ancient corpses.
However, his eyesight was better than the others. He had the eyesight of the First Level of the Unity of Heaven and Man. He could vaguely see that Ning Fan was not a Saint. As for whether he was an Immortal Emperor or a Quasi-Saint, he had no idea.
However, what puzzled the Seventh Ancestor the most was that Ning Fan's eyes were always locked on him with undisguised hostility.
"I don't know this person at all. Why is he so hostile towards me?" The Seventh Ancestor could not figure it out.
The Seventh Ancestor's true identity was the second primordial spirit of the Immortal Emperor Who Controlled Fate. However, because he had been separated from his true body for countless years, he could not share his memories.
If the Seventh Ancestor had the memories of his true body, he would probably be able to recognize that the young man with the ghost mask in front of him was the murderer who killed Si Ming.
If the Seventh Ancestor knew that Ning Fan was now disguised as Zhao Jian, he would probably think that the reason why Ning Fan came to him was to take back the souls of those barbarians.
Unfortunately, the Seventh Ancestor did not know where Ning Fan's hostility came from. However, Ning Fan's hostility was not concealed at all. It puzzled him and made him feel a little uneasy.
"This young man is probably not a Saint. However, that sword of his … is more important. No matter why this young man is hostile towards me, now is not the time for me to fight with him."
Seeing that Ning Fan was getting closer to him and his killing intent was getting stronger, the Seventh Ancestor frowned. He mumbled something and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood essence at the stone door.
The amount of power he borrowed from the Barbarian God was not much. Thus, the speed at which he fused into the stone door was not fast in the first place. However, at this moment, he used a self-damaging secret technique. His qi instantly became much weaker and the speed at which he fused into the stone door became much faster.
Before Ning Fan arrived, the Seventh Ancestor had already fused his entire body into the stone door and disappeared.
"Trying to leave? It's not that easy."
The sword light flew past the 111 palaces and entered the grey sea of mist at the end of the ancient bluestone path. It was getting closer and closer to the stone door at the center of the sea of mist.
Ning Fan stood on the tip of the sword. His long hair danced in the wind. His eyes flashed with green light as he looked at the grey sea of mist and the faintly visible ancient stone door.
With his eyesight at the Second Level of the Heavenly Being Realm, when he looked at the stone door, he felt like he could see through it.
He could see that the Seventh Ancestor's body had completely fused into the stone door. His body was gradually separating from the other side of the door. One of his feet had already stepped into the entrance of the ninth floor.
It was a fusion on the level of will. At this moment, the Seventh Ancestor had replaced the will of the stone door. He was the stone door!
At this moment, injuring the stone door was equivalent to injuring the Seventh Ancestor!
This stone door seemed to be the only entrance to the ninth floor. Besides, it seemed to be condensed from undying qi …
A stone door condensed from undying qi, huh …?
The defense of this door was extraordinary. Even the Seventh Ancestor could not break it by force. He could only use a forbidden technique to pass through the door.
However, if it is a stone door condensed from undying qi, the attack of the Life Slayer Sword might have a miraculous effect. After all, this sword specialized in cutting down undying beings!
Ning Fan's eyes turned cold. He formed a few sword seals with one hand. When he was ten thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) away from the stone door, he suddenly held Venerated Miao Yan's slender waist and jumped down from the sword light.
The one thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) sword light under their feet immediately let out an ear-piercing sword cry. It turned into a sharp sword shadow and slammed against the stone door.
The rainstorm between heaven and earth seemed to resonate with this sword attack at this moment. Killing intent was instantly born!
This sword attack contained the power of four million traces of the Life Slayer Sword Light. At this moment, all of them slashed at the stone door!
It was just a simple slash but in an instant, it caused heaven and earth to fall into the illusory moonlight. In this moonlight, everything became blurry and could not be seen clearly. Only that sword attack became incomparably clear.
On the other side of the stone door, in the passage leading to the ninth floor, the Seventh Ancestor had already separated half of his body from the stone door. When he noticed Ning Fan's action of slashing the stone door, he could not help but reveal a mocking smile.
Previously, he had underestimated the sturdiness of the stone door. After using a forbidden technique and merging with the will of the stone door, he finally saw how terrifying it was from the inside.
Inside this stone door, there was an eyeball of the Ninth Barbarian God, Old Ancestor Yin Mo. The strength of the undying qi contained in that eyeball was far beyond the Seventh Ancestor's imagination.
Previously, when he could not break the stone door, he thought that only immortal emperors could break it. However, after seeing that eyeball, the Seventh Ancestor firmly believed that even a true Sage would not be able to break this door easily.
Let alone Ning Fan who had yet to attain the Sage Realm.
This door could not be broken by force at all. The only way to enter the ninth floor was to use tricks to get past it!
"Hehe. This stone door is much sturdier than what you imagine. Even a true Sage can't …"
Before the Seventh Ancestor could finish his words, a deafening explosion suddenly resounded behind him.
Before he could see what was happening, he felt a sharp pain coming from the part of his body that was not separated from the stone door in time. Countless pieces of rubble flew out from behind him!
He quickly turned his head and saw the scene of the stone door collapsing and shattering!
The stone door that he believed that a Sage would not be able to break was directly destroyed by Ning Fan's sword!
As half of the Seventh Ancestor's body was still fused with the stone door, when the stone door was destroyed, the Seventh Ancestor was also affected and suffered severe injuries.
A tremendous force came from his back, causing the Seventh Ancestor to feel as if he had suffered a heavy blow. His mocking expression was still hanging on his face but his body was already sent flying by the tremendous force. He coughed out blood and looked extremely miserable. His qi instantly fell into an unprecedentedly weak state.
Severe injuries! He was completely and utterly gravely injured!
The Seventh Ancestor was truly shocked and resentful. He was shocked because the destructive power of Ning Fan's sword was actually so strong. He hated Ning Fan for destroying the stone door but he actually caused him and the stone door to be injured because of him.
"Who exactly is this person? He actually managed to break this door with a single sword strike! This is bad. This person's strength is even beyond my expectations. Even though he isn't a Sage, he is definitely not someone I can defeat. Let's go! "
The Seventh Ancestor forcefully swallowed the sweet blood in his throat. As soon as he landed, he immediately moved forward along the passage. His speed was as fast as a ray of light, leaving behind only seven-colored afterimages.
After breaking the door with a single strike, the entrance of the ninth floor was completely revealed in front of him. Ning Fan held Miao Yan in his arms and landed on the ancient path. Naturally, he saw the Seventh Ancestor who was fleeing in a hurry.
Ning Fan had no objection to the Seventh Ancestor wanting to leave. However, he had to leave the seven hundred thousand Berserker Souls behind!
Just as he was about to shoot the Seventh Ancestor with the candle bow, his expression suddenly changed. Without saying anything, he pulled Venerated Miao Yan who was beside him and hurriedly retreated.
Even with his Second Level Heaven Realm eyesight, he could only vaguely see a ray of grey light flashing past the pile of rubble in front of him and Miao Yan. The speed of that grey light was too fast. He actually could not see what it was exactly.
"What's wrong …?" Venerated Miao Yan's beautiful face was slightly startled. She was still shocked by Ning Fan's achievement of breaking the door with a single sword strike. Before she could react, she was already pulled by Ning Fan and retreated.
With her eyesight, she could not even catch the trajectory of that grey light. Compared to Ning Fan, he could at least see a ray of grey light coming towards them.
"Five Yin Yang Swords, Life Slaying Sword Technique … Interesting. Junior, you can actually help me."
An aged voice suddenly resounded in Ning Fan's mind.
When that grey light was about one zhang * (3.33m per zhang) away from Ning Fan, he finally saw what it was.
It was an eyeball with a dark gray pupil. The aged voice had actually come from that eyeball.
"A world of the Nine Mountains and Eight Seas, open! Little Brother, come with me. Don't worry. I won't forget about your benefits! "
The grey eyeball suddenly shot out rays of dazzling grey light which swept across Ning Fan and Miao Yan.
After the grey light swept across, Ning Fan and Miao Yan's figures were nowhere to be seen. There was also no trace of the eyeball.
"Hmm? Where did that mysterious expert go …? "The Seventh Ancestor who was running in the passageway of the ninth floor was suddenly surprised. He turned his head and his eyes shone with green light.
Even with his eyesight at the First Level of the Heaven Realm, he actually could not find where Ning Fan had gone.
Did he hide himself or did he go into the middle chiliocosm treasure? Or did he leave?
"Forget it. It's more important for me to go to the ninth floor and awaken the Ninth Barbarian God … I hope that my condition can move the Ninth Barbarian God and make me the host of the 'Barbarian God's Blessing' …"
...
After a flash of grey light, Ning Fan appeared in a grey void. There was no land here. Instead, there were rusty copper towers floating in the void.
Venerated Miao Yan was nowhere to be found. His Candle Bow, Separation and Reunion Sword, Joss Flame Arrow, Azure Burning Fan, Seven Star Lamp and other magical treasures were nowhere to be found. That mysterious eyeball was also nowhere to be found.
Ning Fan gave it a try. With his current cultivation base, he could not escape from this space nor could he go into the Profound Yin World.
Was it that eyeball monster who caught him and brought him here?
If it wasn't for that eyeball monster blocking his way, he would definitely be able to snatch the 700,000 Barbarian Souls back from the Seventh Ancestor with the power of the Joss Flame Arrow.
Now, not only did he lose the chance to chase after the Seventh Ancestor, but he also lost Venerated Miao Yan …
Ning Fan activated his Rain Technique. His spirit sense fused with the rainwater and tried to cover the entire space with his spirit sense. However, he realized that the space was too vast and he could not see the end of it. The realm level of this place had at least reached the level of a medium-grade world. In fact, it might not even be an ordinary medium-grade world.
"Hehe. Little Brother, your Rain Technique isn't bad. Unfortunately, your cultivation base is still too low. If your cultivation base is higher, you might be able to cover my entire 'Sovereign Void' with your Rain Technique."
The voice of the eyeball monster suddenly resounded from the depths of the boundless void.
Judging from the direction of the voice, the eyeball monster was just slightly to the right of Ning Fan's current position!
Ning Fan's eyes turned cold. After confirming the direction of the voice, he turned into a ray of golden light and dashed towards it. He believed that as long as he follows this direction, he would be able to find that mysterious eyeball monster. Inwardly, he thought: So I have been kept into the 'Sovereign Void' of a certain Sovereign Immortal Emperor.
The Sovereign Void was the unique ability of a Sovereign Immortal Emperor. It was a domain-type ability. Even with Ning Fan's experience, he had only heard of its name. This was his first time seeing it with his own eyes.
"Hehe. It's actually the Piercing Golden Light? Little Brother, your aptitude isn't bad. You've already comprehended the Piercing Golden Light when you're just at the Crossing Truth Realm. Unfortunately, you're only at the First Death of the Golden Light. If you don't have someone to guide you, I'm afraid you won't be able to cultivate the Second Death in your lifetime. How about it? Do you want me to help you cultivate the Second Death of the Golden Light? If you do me a favor, I'll give you some good fortune. What do you think? "The voice of the eyeball monster resounded again.
However, this time, the direction of the eyeball monster changed. Previously, its voice came from the front of Ning Fan but this time, it came from the back.
In just an instant, the eyeball monster had run from one end of the boundless void to the other … Its speed was much faster than Ning Fan's.
Ning Fan halted his footsteps and remained silent.
With his speed, it was probably impossible for him to catch up to that eyeball monster in this void.
Most of his magic treasures had probably fallen into the hands of the eyeball monster. Venerated Miao Yan was probably in its hands as well.
That eyeball monster did not say much to him. However, it more or less mentioned the word 'help'.
Perhaps that eyeball monster had brought him to this place because it wanted something from him …
"Senior, if you fancy those magic treasures, feel free to take them. However, please return my friend to me!" Ning Fan said to the boundless void.
"Pooh! None of those magic treasures of yours are innate items. Only that Inferior Innate Bow Spirit is worth a look. I don't fancy your items! On the other hand, the beauty you brought with you is not bad. Hehe. Even though she isn't my type, I don't mind having a taste … "The eyeball monster laughed wretchedly.
Ning Fan's eyes immediately turned cold. It was fine if his magic treasures were taken away but Venerated Miao Yan could not allow that wretched eyeball monster to bully him.
With Ning Fan's current cultivation base, he was probably not a match for that eyeball monster. Without using his trump card, he certainly would not be able to leave this place.
However, he still had his final trump card which was enough to make that eyeball monster fearful.
"Burn!"
Ning Fan shouted. Three drops of Fu Li ancestral blood and four drops of Mo Luo ancestral blood in his body immediately showed signs of burning.
With his current Mid True Crossing Realm cultivation base and Minor Accomplishment Realm of Calamity Blood, sacrificing one drop of ancestral blood was enough for him to fight against an ancient Immortal Venerable.
If he sacrificed seven drops of ancestral blood, he could even fight against a Peak Immortal King Realm expert!
"Burning Blood? Hehe. This won't scare me. It's just seven drops of ancestral blood. You won't be a match for me even if you burn them. At most, you will only have the cultivation base of a Peak Immortal King Realm temporarily … "
"Is that so? Then what if I use burning my blood to exchange for the cultivation base of a Peak Immortal King Realm and forcefully break the seal of this Genesis Qi and detonate it …? "
Ning Fan waved his sleeve and an illusory mist immediately appeared in his hand.
"Genesis Qi!" The eyeball monster immediately panicked.
Genesis Qi could improve one's cultivation base and it could also be used as a weapon of mass destruction.
Even though there were thirty million seals on this Genesis Qi, as long as Ning Fan sacrificed seven drops of ancestral blood, it would definitely be enough to break all the seals instantly and use this Genesis Qi.
Even an immortal emperor would not be able to withstand the destructive power of the explosion of the Genesis Qi. It was not a joke.
"Little Brother, let's talk this out. Please don't be rash! Once the Genesis Qi explodes, the entire void space of the palm position will collapse. If that happens, I won't gain enough to make up for my loss! * Cough * * Cough * Look at my stinky mouth. I was just joking with you just now. Now that I'm dead and only have one eyeball left, how would I have the ability to play with women?! * Sigh * To tell you the truth, I 'invited' you here because I need your help. How would I dare to touch your woman and offend you? She is currently recuperating at my old brother's place. She is alive and well. If you don't believe me, I can let her talk to you … Little Sister, quickly say something. Don't let your husband detonate the Genesis Qi … "
"… I'm not a little sister … He's also not my husband …" Venerated Miao Yan said shyly. The voice came from the end of the void space. It was full of qi and his injuries seemed to be much better than before …
"Little Brother, quickly keep your Genesis Qi and extinguish the flames of your ancestral blood. Don't accidentally go too far. If you really ignite your blood, you'll be in big trouble … If you use up the seven drops of ancestral blood, it won't be easy to cultivate them again. The ancestral blood of Mo Luo is fine. The bloodline of that little bastard isn't strong and isn't worth mentioning. However, the ancestral blood of the Fu Li Tribe is a good thing. It's really a pity to burn it … "
The eyeball monster laughed dryly. With a flash of grey light, it appeared in front of Ning Fan along with Miao Yan.
At this moment, Miao Yan was locked in an iron cage. It was unknown what kind of magic treasure the iron cage was. The creatures that were locked inside could actually receive extremely good treatment …
"Fellow Daoist Zhao … Are you alright …?" Seeing that Ning Fan was safe and sound, Miao Yan secretly heaved a sigh of relief. She felt a little embarrassed when Ning Fan saw her being locked in a cage.
Seeing that the eyeball monster had actually locked Miao Yan in the iron cage, Ning Fan's eyes instantly turned cold.
The eyeball monster laughed dryly again and explained embarrassedly. "Fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand me. This iron cage is an Innate Grade healing magic treasure. Even though it looks a little wretched, the effect is still not bad …"
This inconspicuous broken cage was actually an Innate Grade magic treasure …
However, what's the point of locking someone in a cage to treat them …?
"Little Brother, look. Your woman is very well. Not a single hair of hers is missing. Hehe. Now, we can talk about some serious matters, right? To be honest, I have some difficulties and I need Little Brother's help … "
"Let my friend out first before we talk about other matters." Ning Fan said with a frown. (To be continued.)
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