MTL - Grasping Evil-Chapter 1268 Mixed disciple, Zhang Dao

The mind world will change according to the mind of the mind master.

Entering the heart of Fengmobei for the first time, Ning Fan experienced midwinter and Su Chun.

The second time I entered, Ning Fan saw everything in the early summer.

In the heart of every magic monument, there are mountains and seas.

Ning Fan was walking on the mountain road, the soil was moist and the air was fresh, as if the mountain had just experienced a light rain.

The mountain flowers are blooming, and the wild bees fly and stop among the flowers; a few butterflies stop inadvertently on Ning Fan's shoulders, not so afraid of life, as if they directly recognize Ning Fan as the same kind.

"I'm looking for the owner of this place, do you know where she is?" Ning Fan asked the butterflies.

The butterflies did not answer.

But he flew away from Ning Fan's shoulder and flew towards the other end of the mountain road.

Like leading the way.

"Thank you." Ning Fan.

The butterflies were not flying fast, so Ning Fan moved forward slowly.

The road into the mountain is getting deeper and deeper.

Gradually there were traces of wild beasts all around.

A young red leopard is playing in the forest, chasing butterflies, but can't catch up anyway; a black civet cat is lying on a tree, sleeping loudly, indescribably lazy.

Ning Fan glanced in the direction of the black cat and the red leopard, thinking.

But he didn't stay longer.

move on.

I don't know how long I walked, a bamboo forest suddenly appeared in front of me.

There are roads in the bamboo forest, and winding paths lead to quietness. The road, at first glance, seemed to be paved with pebbles; upon closer inspection, Ning Fan discovered that these stones were not pebbles, but... pieces of broken roads.

The fragments of the avenue have lost all their power, such as death, extinction, and eternal silence, and no longer emits any light, like a stone.

Ning Fan knelt down and touched the fragments of the road on the ground.

The cold touch, there is a kind of coolness passing through the fingertips, across the long years, into the heart, like the parting without return, like the cold light dissipated by a broken sword, like the distance between the past and the future.

For no apparent reason, Ning Fan's heart felt indescribable.

That feels coming fast, and going fast.

Without waiting for Ning Fan to study deeply, he felt a flash of light in front of him.

When I return to my mind, there is no stone road paved with fragments of avenues.

The stone road has disappeared...

It was a flash in the pan, as if it never existed.

"The devil girl, don't you want me to explore these fragments of the avenue? Could it be that these fragments of the avenue are the secret in her heart, so she doesn't want others to snoop..."

"I came uninvited, entered her inner world, and tried to spy on her secrets. This matter is not mine."

Thinking of this, Ning Fan apologized toward the depths of the bamboo forest, "Sorry."

He could feel that there was a gaze in the depths of the bamboo forest, looking at him, it should be the woman who met the devil.

These words are words to the demon girl.

Unfortunately, the other party did not answer.

Only the sound of the wind blew, and the bamboo leaves in the forest began to sway.

"Can I enter this bamboo forest?" Ning Fan then asked.

Still no answer.

There is neither invitation nor rejection.

However, based on Ning Fan's speculation about the personality of the woman who met the devil, the other party's behavior was roughly regarded as tacit approval.

The butterfly that led the way before has long been missing.

So Ning Fan entered the bamboo forest alone.

There is a spring in the forest, it is a spiritual spring that is about to be exhausted: The reason why the spiritual energy of this spring is exhausted is because of the traces of man-made destruction at the spring water's spiritual veins.

There is a house by the spring, a clean bamboo house, surrounded by sparse bamboo fences: beside the fence, there is a small spiritual field, but this spiritual field seems to have been barren for a long time. In addition, the spiritual field itself is also destroyed by man Mark of.

There was no one in the house, and there were almost no furnishings, but there was a faint fragrance of women lingering, seemingly because the other party had lived here for a long time.

Outside the house, beside the spring, there is a stone table, and on the stone table, there is an empty teapot and two old teacups.

The years have carved mottled marks on the stone table.

Although the teapots and cups on the table are old, they have been cleaned and clean.

"The devil girl should have been here just now, but as soon as I came here, she left."

"Sure enough, this woman still doesn't want to see me. Or, she actually doesn't want to see anyone."

"No, it's not right."

"There are clearly two teacups on the stone table here. If she doesn't want to see anyone, there is no need to prepare two teacups. This second teacup is clearly used to serve guests..."

Alone in a secluded hulk, never see the sky, but there is always a second teacup on the table, like, waiting for someone to come...

The breeze blew inadvertently.

Ning Fan's gaze hadn't moved away from the teapot and cups, and suddenly one of the two empty cups appeared out of thin air.

The scent wafting out, it was tea that Ning Fan had never drunk.

The tea leaves were as white as snow at first. Gradually, the tea seemed to be really ice and snow, and it melted in the water little by little.

So there is no more tea leaves in the cup, only the clear tea is left, like a snow mountain that has just melted and boiled.

Ning Fan was startled, then smiled.

Is this cup of tea regarded as a treat for him by the woman of every devil?

It doesn’t seem to be ordinary tea...

I always feel that the scene where the tea leaves are like snow and melted into water is very similar to some legendary spiritual tea.

"This tea seems unusual..." Ning Fan seemed to be muttering to himself, and also seemed to be talking to the magic woman hiding in the dark.

Still no answer.

"Is this tea prepared for me?"

Still no answer, as default.

"In that case, thank you for your tea."

Ning Fan thanked him, sat on the stone bench, and held up the tea cup.

Take a sip.

Then, the original indifferent gaze became surprised.

With only one mouthful, Ning Fan's spiritual thoughts have actually improved his cultivation base out of thin air!

At this moment, Ning Fan only felt that his ears and eyes were clear, and his spirits were refreshing. Taoism, Taoism and Enlightenment were rolling in, it was hard to calm down!

Even Duo Wen Wushuang, who had troubled him for many days, figured out a lot of key points in an instant!

"This tea is indeed the legendary enlightenment tea!" Ning Fan sighed.

He has heard of Enlightenment Tea, but never tasted it.

Today is the first time, fortunately to taste the taste.

According to legend, the top-quality enlightenment tea has the color as gold; the medium-quality enlightenment tea has the color as blood jade; the inferior-quality enlightenment tea is as white as snow.

He drank the tea, the color was as white as snow, and he wanted to come to taste enlightenment tea.

But even if it is only inferior enlightenment tea, it will be sold for dozens of gold and one tael if it is placed in Tongtianjiao. Moreover, it has not been sold to the fantasy world. Ning Fan wanted to buy it, and there was no official channel to buy it.

This is a treasure that money cannot buy!

Therefore, Ning Fan did not feel unsatisfied if he could drink the enlightenment tea once.

It is not him who feels the inadequacy, but the woman who meets the devil.

The wind sounded faintly, and there was a sigh, it seemed regretful, it seemed that it was not possible.

No one knows, Na Fengmao had prepared higher-quality enlightenment tea for entertaining guests.

But because of some changes, there are only a few teas left to entertain Ning Fan.

There is no alternative, but there is no way.

…

Although the lady of the devil invited Ning Fan to drink tea, she did not show up until the end, nor did she speak to Ning Fan.

Regarding this matter, Ning Fan did not force it.

When Ning Fan was drinking tea, there was a breeze among the bamboo forests, as if the eyes of a demon girl were watching.

It is strange to say that Ning Fan, who hates being secretly watched by others in his life, does not seem to reject the peeping of a demon girl.

When the tea was over, Ning Fan still sat here for a long time, from noon to dusk, as if half a day had passed, and as if he had spent a long life here.

Then, as the twilight subsided, the breeze here gradually subsided, and the eyes of the demon girl finally disappeared.

"She's gone..." Ning Fan was very happy, but couldn't detect the woman's whereabouts in this world.

As if this woman came out of thin air, and left out of thin air, there was no trace to be found.

After all, this is the inner world of Fengmobei, Fengmobei, you can come and go freely here if you want.

So Ning Fan stopped staying. Get up and walk aimlessly among the bamboo forest,

Although the Feng Mo girl made Ning Fan care, but Ning Fan did not forget her original intention.

In the beginning, it was because of the smell of the debris that made him come here, so there must be some reason.

It's time to find out.

"There are mountains and seas here. If you hear the answers guided by the debris, will they be on this mountain?"

Ning Fan went all the way, and gradually walked out of this bamboo forest.

Going further, the mountain road to which he went, suddenly began to become rugged.

But this rugged mountain road was actually covered with Shi Lan and Du Heng.

The night darkened, but there were some fireflies flying between Shi Lan and Du Heng.

With the glow of fireflies, Ning Fan traversed the most rugged section of the mountain road and finally reached the top of the mountain.

"There doesn't seem to be what I'm looking for..."

Ning Fan shook his head, but was in no hurry to leave the top of the mountain.

It was actually sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, facing the sea in the distance, and meditating with closed eyes.

After drinking Dao tea for a while, Ning Fan had countless Dao thoughts in his heart. At this moment, he finally had a leisurely sentiment and sorted out these insights.

Thus, as Ning Fan's understanding deepened, scenes of visions began to manifest on the top of the mountain.

Sometimes, Ning Fan's magic thoughts dispersed, and his magic thoughts actually deepened the night of this place thousands of times.

Sometimes, Ning Fan's Taoist thoughts dispersed, and the dim sky actually had the appearance of the Big Dipper. This night, it was also much brighter.

From time to time, Ning Fan's wood-energy added to his body, and the vegetation in the mountains that was touched by Ning Fan's wood-energy began to grow wildly.

Sometimes Ning Fan surrounded by rain, so an inadvertent night rain came and moistened the entire mountain.

The beasts, birds, and insects in the mountains were all frightened by the vision Ning Fan triggered.

Crickets dare not call at night.

The crow dared not cry in the treetops.

No creature in the mountains dared to disturb Ning Fan's perception, and they all feared Ning Fan like a god.

One night passed.

At the moment when the morning sun rose, Ning Fan ended his meditation, and the enlightenment of Enlightenment Tea in his body had been absorbed.

Looking at the distant sea, Ning Fan thoughtfully.

"The answer I'm looking for, if it's not on the mountain, maybe it's in the sea."

So Ning Fan left the mountain and came to the beach.

Subconsciously looking at the beach, but did not encounter the sea turtles mating and the snipe clams that I encountered earlier.

It happened to hit the low tide of the sea.

The wreckage of some sunken ships was washed ashore.

Among the wreckage of the shipwreck, Ning Fan found several fragments of ancient monks' magic weapons, all of which had lost their spirituality and were out of use.

In addition, Ning Fan found a broken letter in the shipwreck.

It is impossible for ordinary letters to be immersed in the deep sea all year round, let alone have the opportunity to wash ashore and reappear the sky.

This letter was left by an ancient immortal emperor, so even after a long period of time, it was not completely damaged by the sea.

Everyone is curious, and Ning Fan is no exception.

Moreover, he is now looking for guidance from the unparalleled and unparalleled, and there is a letter from the immortal emperor out of thin air, which seems to be a big clue, it is impossible to miss this.

So I opened the letter and read it.

The letter was broken, and only intermittent sentences could be read from it.

The writer was an immortal emperor named Stone Ghost, and the recipient was Zhang Dao.

[Brother Zhang Dao, see the words like the face... The North Barbarians are in a hurry... Brother Dao is specially invited to come... The Arctic Dao Fruit Conference... Borrowing the prestige of the disciples of the Holy Sect of Kun... …Brother, stone ghosts. 】

Arctic Fruit Conference?

Hunkun Saint Sect disciple?

Ziwei Demon?

Ning Fan narrowed his eyes, and the letter in his hand seemed to involve some ancient secrets.

Ning Fan has never been interested in these ancient secrets. But if understanding these secrets is a guide to hearing the fragments, he doesn't mind understanding one or two.

Speaking of it, Zhang Dao seems to have heard the name somewhere...

If only the word Zhang Dao is mentioned, Ning Fan still can't remember it. After all, this name is too bad in the cultivation world. You can find tens of thousands of Zhang Dao by just looking for a cultivation star.

But if this name is connected with the Holy Sect of Hunkun...

Hun Kun Shengzong... Zhang Dao...

Ning Fan closed his eyes, searched for the old memories in his mind, and gradually remembered some of the past.

[I am the seventh ancestor of the Fan family... My name is Fan Mokong... Abandoned by the robbers... Out of the siege... To seize a causal beast...]

[The cultivation of the barbarians...rebuild the original soul...for the palm of the emperor...calculate the saint sect disciple Zhang Dao...snatch the fifth fragment...to fight with all strength to match the third-order quasi-sage...and then stray into the fantasy world...looking for opportunities Revenge against the Jie Ling clan...]

[This body is the second soul from now on... Stay in the wild... If you have a chance... I will seize the nine generations of barbaric **** Yinmo cultivation base... merge into the ancient tomb... Find the sixth fragment...]

In the past, when Ning Fan was calculated by the ancestor Yinmo, he used the magic of the real dragon clan to go against the spirit to search the memory of Fan Mokong, the seventh ancestor of the Fan family. In those fragmentary memories, it seems that the disciple Zhang Dao of the Holy Sect was mentioned.

"Thanks to the enlightenment tea that made me clear my eyes, I was so clear that I remembered such a long history." Ning Fan exclaimed.

"Think about it again, I seem to have heard the name Zhang Dao in other places..."

[As Shishu saw, both of me are Yuxu Talisman soldiers, and we are here to guard the anti-shijue formation in accordance with the decree of Teacher Yuanshi. In the past years at the Daoguo Conference of the Ten Thousand Races in the Mountains and Seas, there was the disciple Zhang Daoli of the Holy Sect of Hunkun who defeated the generation of Tianjiao of Ten Thousand Races and won first place. Because of the appointment, Teacher Yuan Shi had to take out something afterwards and present it to Zhang Dao. The gift is an antithesis. Since then, the formation has changed owners...]

This memory is what Ning Fan said when he conquered the Yuxu Talisman Soldier some time ago.

Ning Fan was not very interested when he heard the other party talk about these ancient secrets.

Today is different.

Adding to the fact that this time he picked up a letter from the Immortal Emperor, it was the third time that Ning Fan had heard of the person of Saint Zong Zhang Dao. This made him a little curious about this monk named Zhang Dao.

Almost the moment Ning Fan finished reading the letter, a shadow of a sail suddenly approached at the far end of the sea level.

With Ning Fan's eyesight, he could cross the endless distance, and he could see clearly that the ship coming from far away was unexpectedly an ancient golden ship.

The golden ancient ship travels very slowly.

It took three days to drive to the shore.

Then, a bald young man walked off the boat.

The bald youth showed only the realm of the later stage of the bald-headed man, but Ning Fan still saw at a glance the true cultivation of this person: the peak of the fairy king.

The bald young man didn't know that his hidden cultivation base had been seen through by Ning Fan, and gave a respectful salute to Ning Fan, saying, "The younger Shi dares to be, and by the order of the master, come here to welcome Senior Zhang Dao, and invite Senior to board the ship."

"Are fellow Taoists talking to me?" Ning Fan thoughtfully asked Shi Gan.

"Senior joked, there is only Senior here. Except for Senior, who can junior talk to?" Shi Gandang said respectfully.

"You found the wrong person, I am not Zhang Dao." Ning Fan.

"Senior don't want to laugh. When my teacher asked me to greet seniors, he specially gave a portrait of seniors. There is a hint of seniors in the painting..." While speaking, Shi Gandang took out a portrait.

That is a portrait of a young man.

The man in the painting looks plain, not at all similar to Ning Fan.

But Shi Gan insisted that Ning Fan looked the same as the man in the painting.

The man's breath in the painting is also slightly different from Ning Fan.

But Shi Gan insisted that the two had the same breath and were the same person.

"Why does this person insist on recognizing me as Zhang Dao? Oh, that's it..." Ning Fan's eyes flashed green, as if she could see through everything Shi Gandang had done.

Then he stretched out his hand, leaned towards Shi Gandang, and then passed the palm of his hand directly through Shi Gandang's body.

phantom!

This Shi Gandang is not a living person at all, but an illusion evolved from the inner world of Feng Mobei.

No, it's not right.

"What I see at this moment is not just a simple illusion, but an ancient memory evolved from this world."

Ning Fan thought that what he saw at the moment was probably what the monk named Zhang Dao had personally experienced.

"How is it possible! This person opened the celestial eyes! He can easily penetrate my ghost with the palm of his hand!" Ning Fan's actions were so scared that Shi dared to be a dead soul. He took a few steps back and dared not to go anymore. Close to Ning Fan.

"Why are you so surprised? You are just an illusion. It is not easy for me to pass through your body with the palm of my hand." Ning Fan said with a smile.

"Senior don't want to laugh, how can a younger generation's flesh and blood be an illusion." Shi Gandang did not realize that he was just an illusion.

He smiled, but his heart was cold.

"Information says that Hunkun disciple Zhang Daoxin has no city mansion and is dull and dull, and his cultivation is only capable of breaking through the realm of the immortal king. Is this person really just a new immortal king!

"Speaking of, I just picked up a letter on the beach..." Ning Fan handed the letter from the Immortal Emperor to Shi Gandang again, observing the other's expression and reaction in secret.

When Shi Gan received the letter, his expression suddenly changed.

Damn it!

Hasn't the messenger sent by the stone ghosts been intercepted by them? Why can this person still receive a letter for help, and why, the letter this person received is different from the letter they intercepted?

The letter they intercepted stated that three days later, a golden boat would be sent to pick up the road and go to the North Pole Fruit Conference.

But this one said that it was only nine days later that a bronze boat would welcome it.

"Damn it! It's a trick! The messenger I'm waiting to kill is just a blindfold arranged by a stone ghost! That's it..."

After thinking about all of this, Shi Gandang no longer concealed his own cultivation base, and turned into an evil spirit with a hundred feet, raising his hand to cover the sky.

"Zhang Dao! Now that you see through my identity, follow me obediently! Don't force me to be strong!" Baizhang evil spirit said coldly.

"For the last time, I am not the Zhang Dao you were looking for. If you insist on provoking, even if you are just an illusion, I will not be merciful." Ning Fan said indifferently.

"Hahaha! You are just a mere newcomer to the Immortal King, and your tone is not small! I want to see how you show mercy to me at the peak of the Immortal King!"

The Baizhang evil spirit opened his mouth and swallowed, trying to swallow Ning Fan directly into his belly.

then…

Ning Fan also opened his mouth and swallowed, eating half of the Baizhang evil spirit's body in one bite, and the eating method was indescribably cruel.

With another bite, Baizhang evil spirits were eaten and wiped.

"How can it be…"

Between the heaven and the earth, the unbelievable voice of Baizhang evil spirit echoed, and he died.

It's ridiculous that a mere evil ghost wants to compare to the ancient gods and cannibalism.

With the fall of the Baizhang evil spirit, the ancient golden ship he had driven suddenly turned into a pool of mud.

It turns out that this ship is something that a Baizhang evil spirit has transformed with supernatural powers.

"Huh? Strange..." After eating the Baizhang evil spirit, Ning Fan let out a soft voice.

As an ancient god, everything can be food, even if the opponent is just an illusion, he has the confidence to digest the opponent.

The problem is that this Hundred-Zhang evil spirit is clearly an illusion, and shouldn't have flesh and blood.

But after eating it in the stomach, for some reason, it was refined into huge energy.

After the energy was completely digested by Ning Fan, Ning Fan was surprised to find that his mana had increased out of thin air.

Compared with Ning Fan's huge mana base, there may not be much calamity, but you should know that Ning Fan just casually ate the illusion of a pinnacle fairy king.

"Weird thing, eating the illusion here can actually improve so many cultivation bases..." Ning Fan was puzzled.

But there is not much carelessness.

After killing Baizhang evil spirits, Ning Fan did not leave here, but continued to wait here.

Fourth day.

The fifth day.

The sixth day.

It was the ninth day stated in the letter in a blink of an eye.

Finally, an ancient bronze ship came from afar to welcome Ning Fan across the sea.

"Junior Shi Gandang, I have seen Senior Zhang Dao, and I am here to welcome seniors to cross the sea." Another person who claimed to be Shi Gandang walked off the ancient bronze boat.

This Shi Gandang didn't hide his cultivation base, he was a genuine and unworthy junior.

"I'm not Zhang Dao, you found the wrong person." Ning Fan answered as usual.

"Uh..." Shi Gan was taken aback when he heard the words, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

Before he set off, the master specifically instructed him that this senior Zhang Dao had an extremely weird personality, so he must serve carefully and not offend him.

Now it seems...

What the master said is true! This person's character is really weird, and one sentence can choke someone to death.

"In short, the younger generation came here by the order of the family teacher, and the seniors are invited to board the ship as soon as possible. Don't miss the time of the Dao Fruit Conference." Shi Gandang respectfully said.

"Who is Master Ru?" Ning Fan asked.

"Uh, why did this senior ask knowingly that he has received the invitation letter from his master, how can he not know who the master is..." Shi Gan felt speechless in his heart, but fortunately, he did not forget that the person in front of him is a stranger. So there was no impatience on the face, and he replied respectfully, "Going back to the predecessor, the real stone ghost, the master of the family, is the person who invited the predecessor."

"So that's it." Ning Fan nodded, but actually didn't care at all about who the real stone ghost was.

"Senior please board the ship quickly, don't miss the Dao Fruit Conference." Shi Gandang cautiously urged.

"Ok."

Ning Fan nodded and boarded the ancient bronze boat.

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At first, there were wind and waves on the sea from time to time, and the sea was just ordinary sea water.

But as the distance of the ancient ship crossing the sea deepened, the sea gradually became more indescribable.

The tide began to calm down, as quiet as a long road.

The unfathomable waters reveal a heavy sense of oppression.

"The sea water here seems a bit extraordinary..." Ning Fan said solemnly.

"What the senior said is extremely true. At this moment, we have sailed into the open sea of ​​the sea of ​​dust, and the sea is unpredictable. Therefore, seniors must be careful not to fall into the sea by accident." Shi Gan persuades. .

Against the dust overseas? Ning Fan was startled, thoughtful.

After a while, he asked again.

"What happens if I fall into the sea?"

"This senior really likes to ask knowingly..." Shi Gan beware of helplessness, but still respectful on his face, replied, "A drop of seawater in the sea of ​​dust can be as heavy as a mountain. It is the Immortal King, one who accidentally drowned into the sea. There is also the possibility of drowning."

While he was talking, a sea breeze suddenly blew over the originally calm sea.

In this sea breeze, there are infinite ways, and only a light brush, it actually blows Ning Fan's body slightly, which shows how powerful the power is.

But it was only the beginning, when Ning Fan was negligent, could Ning Fan sway slightly.

After Ning Fan's mana was running, the sea breeze could no longer blow Ning Fan.

On the contrary, Shi Gan, who sailed the boat, was in trouble!

But he said that the stone dared to be, but at this time, the sea breeze would blow against the dust, almost when the sea breeze blew, he flew out of the boat and fell towards the sea.

Can't compete!

It is impossible to fight against the wind against the dust!

I'm about to fall into the sea!

Shi Gandang was so frightened that the souls were so frightened, he tried his best to flee, and was unable to fly against the Dao Fa breath of the sea of ​​dust, and still fell towards the sea.

Once he fell into the sea, he would drown in an instant with his minimal cultivation.

"Senior, help me!" In desperation, Shi Gandang only had time to ask Ning Fan for help.

then.

Ning Fan's sleeves were rolled, and Shi Gandang rolled back onto the boat against the dust.

Shi Gandang, who had escaped from the dead, was breathing heavily and sweating all over.

so close! Almost drowned!

Fortunately, Senior Zhang Dao helped!

"Thank you, senior, for your life-saving grace!" Shi Gandang knelt on the ground and bowed to Ning Fan again and again, grateful.

After a lot of thanks, Shi Gandang later realized that Ning Fan had just saved him against the dust.

Incredible!

That's the wind against the dust!

Even the breeze of the wind against the dust is enough to make the emperor feel tricky!

In the situation just now, even if the master stone ghost is personally rescued, he still needs to use his best to make it possible. It is absolutely impossible to be as relaxed as Ning Fan-the sleeve robe is rolled, it withstands the wind against the dust .

"Is this Senior Zhang Dao really just a new immortal king? I am afraid that many immortal emperors do not have this method! No wonder Master suddenly asked this person to help!" Thinking of this, Shi Gandang's eyes became more respectful .

But there are still other things puzzled.

"It's strange to say that at this time, there should be no sea breeze in the overseas sea of ​​Nichen. As the predecessors know, why does the weather in the open sea become abnormal?" Shi Gandang asked puzzled.

"This gust of wind is not abnormal weather, but someone deliberately attracted it." Ning Fan glanced towards the sky and said with deep meaning.

"Senior don't want to laugh. If you want to provoke the wind against the dust here, at least you have to be the Emperor of the Wind Palm above the Eight Tribulations. There is no such thing here, and why is there any reason to provoke the sea breeze to wait for me? Shi Gandang shook his head, obviously not convinced by Ning Fan's judgment.

Then, Shi Gandang was beaten in the face.

Almost at the moment when Shi Gan's words fell, there was no one in the sky, and an old man who had been hidden for a long time appeared.

This old man stepped on dark clouds with six ghost flags on his back, and his body was full of gloomy winds. He was already in the realm of the immortal emperor's nine calamities!

"As expected to be a disciple of the Holy Sect, two times, I can see through the old man's trip!" The old man sneered.

Shi Gandang paled with fright, and he clearly recognized the identity of the old man.

"Cang, Cang Hai Jun! Who is the devil who kills without blinking! Why is he here!" Listening to Shi Gan Dang's tone, it is as if the old man named Cang Hai Jun is a terrifying existence.

"Yellow-mouthed child, you deserve to call the old man's name directly!" Cang Haijun's face sank, and he opened his mouth to spout several ghosts, which turned into hundreds of ghosts, and attacked Shi Gandang.

This was a blow from the Immortal Emperor of the Nine Tribulations, and it was not something that a mere stone dared to contend.

"Senior forgive me!" Shi Gandang was almost frightened.

This had just escaped the ending of being drowned in the sea of ​​dust, and then faced the killing of the Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor.

Why is he so unlucky!

Lord Canghai sneered with his hand in hand, and he ignored Shi Dangdang's begging for mercy. Seeing Shi Dangdang would fall on the spot and be eaten by ghosts.

So Ning Fan shot.

With a flick of his sleeve robe, Pei Ran swept across it vigorously, shaking the heads of the ghosts flying away, unable to bully him. He took another shot forcibly, took a ghost head, swallowed it in his belly, and didn't care how **** the ghost head was.

At this scene, Jin Shi's heart suddenly burst when he saw it, that is, Lord Canghai was bluffed by this scene.

"Eat ghosts! So cruel! Isn't this a disciple of the Holy Sect? How can the people of the Holy Sect learn such magical methods!" Cang Haijun was secretly surprised.

Ning Fan felt a little disappointed.

The reason for the disappointment was that the ghost head ate this time could not improve his cultivation.

Could it be that these ghosts were only transformed by the supernatural powers of King Canghai? So there is no nutrition?

So Ning Fan stopped devouring other ghost heads, only rolled up his sleeve robe, then rolled the sky full of ghost heads into his sleeves, and shook his sleeve robe again, shaking out a lot of rain from the sleeves.

"What a powerful Xuanmen Dao Fa! It purifies the old man's ghost skills into rain in just an instant!" Jun Cang Hai became more and more frightened.

I was shocked, but I felt jealous again.

"The new Immortal King in this sub-district, just because he is a disciple of the Hunkun Saint Sect, he can learn such a powerful method. It is really jealous!"

"With this background, even if this son is just a mere immortal king, I dare not kill him. After all, Saint Sect is causal, I can't afford it."

"Fortunately, the master's order only asked me to prevent this road from going to the North Pole Fruit Conference. This matter is easy."

Jun Canghai's thoughts turned, but his complexion was still gloomy. Seeing that he could not kill Shi Gandang with a single blow, he didn't bother to continue his shot.

The left and right are just a vacant junior, irrespective of the overall situation.

The purpose of his coming here was Zhang Dao alone from the beginning.

"Children Zhang Dao, let me ask you now! I sent a ghost servant to look for you, where is that ghost servant now!" Cang Haijun asked coldly.

"That's it, you sent the evil ghost of the hundred zhang before." Ning Fan said to himself.

But he ignored Cang Haijun's question.

Ignored by the mere "New Immortal King", Lord Canghai was furious. Although he did not dare to kill Ning Fan, he planned to teach Ning Fan some lessons.

So sacrificed the six ghost flags behind him.

Five ghosts flew out of the ghost flags and turned into ghost servants on the peak of the five fairy kings, whizzing towards Ning Fan.

The reason why there are only five ghost servants in the six ghost banners is because one ghost servant had been killed by Ning Fan.

"Don't worry, the old man is in a good mood today. I won't kill you, but I have to ask you to go to the old man's cave for a few years. When the North Pole Fruit Conference is over, the old man will let you go!"

Right now he planned to take Ning Fan away.

Jun Canghai didn't bother to talk nonsense with Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's eyes lit up!

Then, in the horrified eyes of Lord Canghai, Ning Fan ate five ghost servants in one bite.

digestion!

digestion!

digestion!

Mana has once again improved the Five Tribulations!

"Among Hunkun Saint Sect, when did such a demon be born!" Canghai Jun was frightened and angry.

"Continue." Ning Fan looked cold, and his tone was cold and merciless.

carry on?

What to continue?

Jun Canghai didn't quite understand what Ning Fan meant.

Turning to a sudden heart, I understood what Ning Fan meant.

Ning Fan wanted him to continue to release other ghost servants!

This is...not enough!

"There is no one in sight! There is no one in sight!" Cang Haijun laughed in anger, and when he patted the sky, a dark green ghost flag flew out of the sky.

As soon as this banner appeared, it instantly turned into a boundless giant, setting off countless cloudy winds.

"It's just eating a few inferior ghost servants and daring to be presumptuous in front of the old man. It's ridiculous! That level of ghost servants, how many and how much does the old man want! I'm afraid you can't eat it!"

After that, Lord Canghai released more ghost servants.

After that...

Ning Fan's mana is +1 calamity.

Mana +1 robbery.

Mana +2.

Mana +1.

Mana +2.

Mana +2.

Mana +3

…

Consecutively ate more than forty fairy king ghost servants!

Then Ning Fan's mana +5.

Mana +5.

But they ate the two Immortal Emperor Ghost Servants who used King Canghai as his trump card!

The last bite, Ning Fan's mana +20.

But even Mr. Canghai ate them all...

Back and forth, the mana rose out of thin air by more than a hundred calamities!

"A mere illusion, I was able to diligently improve my cultivation base, there really is no mistake here..." Ning Fan secretly said.

…

at the same time.

The deepest part of the Beijie River.

A giant catfish monster with only half of its flesh left in the sky is sleeping in the deepest part of Beiming.

The wound it suffered was too heavy and half of its flesh was destroyed by the demon crane, who was known as the first against the sky in ancient times.

Even if this catfish monster is capable of reaching the sky, it is difficult to reshape its body in a short time.

In his sleep, the catfish monster was swimming happily in the Yellow River.

Suddenly, a sudden sound awakened it from its sleep.

"Master He, wake up soon, something has happened! The crape myrtle stars of the ten thousand clan suppressing the nightmare are disappearing one by one, the reason...unknown!"