A vague old man's voice suddenly echoed in the dark sky and earth, so vague and uncertain that it was difficult to determine the direction.

Ning Fan's heart suddenly shivered, An Yuanchen, the ancestor of the An tribe, did not die in ancient times, but lived to this day!

In this case, the ancient great cultivator of the An tribe is An Yuanchen! No wonder this person is not afraid of the ancient emperor, but he has the qualifications.

"Exactly." Even if he knew that the other party was an ancient figure as famous as the ancient emperors, Ning Fan would not have any stage fright. He had seen a lot of the world, and the ancient overhaul would not be able to scare him.

"I don't have long to live, but no matter what, I have to defeat Luan Gu once in this life before I can be willing to die! I have not been Luan Gu's opponent before. I have fought thousands of times and never defeated him once; but I firmly believe that my disciple

No worse than the descendant of Luan Gu! The reason why I brought you here three times is to kill you and prove this to Luan Gu! However, I saw you with my own eyes after the battle ten years ago, and I started to cherish your talent.

.If you are willing to abandon the Luan Gu sect and join my An Yuanchen sect, then the grudges between you and our clan will be wiped out from now on. I can even directly make you the leader of the An clan, giving you the status of one person below ten thousand people.

The entire Dark Tribe is at your disposal, as you wish!"

No matter how calm Ning Fan was, he was stunned by An Yuanchen's words at this moment.

Before coming to the Dark Continent, Ning Fan imagined thousands of confrontations with the Dark Tribe, but never thought that he would be recruited by the Dark Tribe's ancestor.

If you betray the ancient rebellion, you can directly become the leader of the Dark Tribe and lead the entire Dark Tribe. What power is this! How important is this!

It's a pity that no matter how powerful the power is, it is just a cloud in Ning Fan's eyes. He always remembers the grace that the ethereal old man gave him time and time again. He remembers the tradition of the Lieyuan Sect, his promise, and the old man's photo.

When I touched my shoulder, I felt the illusory but warm temperature in my palm...

Ning Fan did not answer, his expression was calm, which was a silent rejection.

hehe…

A happy laugh spread throughout the world, and An Yuanchen actually laughed, seemingly satisfied with Ning Fan's answer.

"Very good, very good! Even such huge profits cannot shake my heart. Only in this way can I be worthy of being the last disciple of Lieyuan Sect and the disciple of Luan Gu. You, very good! Only in this way can I be worthy of killing you.

ah!"

It turns out that the previous solicitation was just a test?

"Don't worry! I have been sleeping for many years and rarely wake up. The methods used by our clan to deal with you were not ordered by me. Today, I will kill you openly. No quasi-sage will intervene in this battle!"

Sure enough, An Yuanchen is different from other dark tribe monks. He has the pride of ancient cultivators...

This also explains why Ning Fan received unreasonable invitations to fight as soon as he left the Jidan Sanctuary.

Because none of the An clan’s previous plans were orders from An Yuanchen, only this battle post was!

"Then, the hunting begins! Next, the entire Dark Continent will become a battlefield. With my order from An Yuanchen, whoever kills Ning Fan will be granted the title of leader of the An clan, and will be rewarded with hundreds of Anchen fruits and thousands of ancient concubines!"

kill!

kill!!

kill!!!

The overwhelming cheers came from all directions, all of which were the voices of the Dark Tribe monks.

As the saying goes, under heavy rewards, there must be brave men!

After ten years of research, the Dark Clan has quite studied Ning Fan's cross halo, and is confident that they have a countermeasure. Today, there is only Ning Fan as the prey, but there are thousands of hunters. Although the quasi-sage cannot take action,

The Immortal Emperor is not among the restrictions!

Is it possible for Ning Fan to leave the Dark Clan alive?

No chance!

It's ridiculous that Ning Fan actually dares to come alone. He is so arrogant that it makes people speechless!

No matter how powerful this person is, he is still just an eternal immortal. As long as he restrains the cross halo and attacks in groups, this person will definitely die!

The only variable is that I don’t know which lucky person will get the huge credit for killing Ning Fan!

"The Art of a Billion Grudges!"

Suddenly, a cold and heartless voice came from the depths of endless darkness, carrying the power of the Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor.

The moment the sound rang out, Ning Fan felt his whole body light up, his eyes flashed, and he was taken away out of thin air and disappeared from where he was.

The next moment, he appeared on a huge tomb, surrounded by countless ancient tombstones. Each tombstone had a ghost attached to it, full of resentment!

Ning Fan glanced at his thoughts and his face suddenly darkened. This place was actually no longer the outskirts of the Dark Continent, but the very depths of the Dark Continent. There were hundreds of thousands of broken continents separated from the periphery.

A Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor, who was as illusory as a will-o'-the-wisp, stood thousands of feet away from the giant tomb, wielding an innate peach wood sword and muttering something in his mouth.

In an instant, ghosts were crying all around, and countless sound waves of resentment rushed toward Ning Fan. They seemed to be laughing, crying, and like a demon monk chanting a curse, which was indescribably unpleasant.

Ning Fan was hit by the sound wave, and his consciousness suddenly felt sharp pain. Black blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. He had been injured secretly, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

That is to say, his consciousness sea is stronger than ordinary people. If it were other immortals and immortal kings, if they were hit by this curse sound wave, their consciousness sea would collapse and die!

"Huh? He's not dead..." The Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor was slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect that he would end up like this if he lowered his body and made a sneak attack. Then he sneered and pointed his peach wood sword towards the sky, and the resentment in the place suddenly doubled.

more than!

Ning Fan smiled.

It turned out that this was what An Yuanchen said was an upright and fair duel. He thought it would be a one-on-one fair fight, but at the worst, he would be beaten in a wheel battle... It turned out not to be the case.

And didn’t the previous battle post say that the one who will fight him is the Hundred Sons of the Dark Tribe? It sounds like they are all the younger generation of the Dark Tribe. Why would the Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor take action? Could it be that he is too old?

The Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor is also one of the younger generation of the Dark Tribe? Haha, that’s really interesting.

Perhaps in An Yuanchen's view, it was fair that he did not do it himself or let the quasi-sages do it.

If this was a fair duel in An Yuanchen's eyes, then there was no need for Ning Fan to hold back.

Just in time to make a big fuss, he has endured the Dark Tribe for a long time!

laugh!

Ning Fan only took one step, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the giant tomb. His ghostly speed made the Old Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor shrink his eyes and his heart skipped a beat.

He, the majestic Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor, did not see Ning Fan's speed clearly. He was extremely shocked. He thought to himself, could this person be so fast without turning on the cross halo? It would be too scary 1

Fortunately, as soon as the surrounding light swayed, the space began to shake violently, but when Ning Fan groaned, his figure was shaken out by the light, and he appeared, falling from mid-air back to the giant tomb.

Seeing that Ning Fan was forced back to the original position by the formation he had arranged in advance, the Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor calmed down a little. He had studied the cross halo for ten years and knew that as long as Ning Fan was trapped in a certain place and could not be bullied, he would be

The cross halo is nothing to worry about!

He could easily kill Ning Fan outside the range of the cross halo!

"Heaven's curse!"

"Authentic curse!"

"Humanity Spell Song!"

The Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor stabbed out three swords one after another, maintaining an extremely long distance and casting spells from a long distance. The sound waves formed by the resentment became heavier and heavier, tearing the avenues apart, collapsing the earth, and the heaven and earth were shaken with double images.

Ning Fan felt that his injuries in the sea of ​​consciousness were getting more and more serious, and he knew that he was no match for the Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor. Maybe turning on the cross halo would still be enough to fight, but he knew that at this moment, the entire dark tribe was participating in hunting down his monks, which was enough.

There are thousands of them, and all of them are elites of the Dark Tribe. If Fang uses his strongest trump card as soon as they fight, and uses up all the power of his mind, he will never be able to deal with the enemies behind him!

And even if he turned on the cross halo, he didn't have the confidence to kill the Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor. His winning rate was not even half, so he might as well keep his trump card and wait for the opportunity...

"Huh? Still not dead? Then I will make it worse..."

Before the Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor finished speaking, his eyes suddenly shrank, revealing a look of horror.

However, Ning Fan flipped his hand, and the Nihai Sword was already in his hand. With one sword strike, the world was split into two, and the giant tomb formation collapsed; with another strike, a billion tombstones were chopped into pieces by Ning Fan.

There are so many millions that there is a gap in the siege of tombstones here.

The Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor was shocked and wanted to condense the tombstone, seal the space here, and let Ning Fan be trapped and die here. But unfortunately, the speed at which he condensed the tombstone was not as fast as Ning Fan's sword to destroy it. Ning Fan's strike was like lightning, and the sword

Light and shadows flew around, and hundreds of swords were struck in an instant. After hundreds of swords, there were not many tombstones left here!

The ground is full of broken monuments!

The ghosts attached to the tombstone were also killed by Ning Fan. There were no longer any resentful sound waves attacking the sea of ​​consciousness, and his ears were finally clear.

"The Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor is nothing more than that." Ning Fan sneered.

"What a bastard! I have spent millions of years to sacrifice and refine these billions of vengeful spirits, and today you have killed them all! I am going to peel off your skin and cramps, and turn you into a vengeful spirit to compensate for my losses.

!”

The Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor was so angry at Ning Fan's smile that he raised his hand to offer sacrifice. The peach wood sword in his hand immediately rose into the air, and then turned into millions of sword rains, and then shot down towards Ning Fan.

This peach wood sword is only a low-grade innate magical weapon, but the user's cultivation level is too high, and its power is unpredictable. It can severely damage the Immortal Emperor with one blow. Ning Fan has no intention of fighting hard, let alone staying here with the Ghost Fire Immortal.

The emperor consumes mana.

His body swayed, and before the sword rain fell, he had disappeared without a trace. Millions of sword rains were cut into nothing and fell to the ground, splitting the continent into countless pieces.

"No! This little bastard actually ran away!"

The Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor was very anxious. He did not want to share this great achievement with others. Of course he had to keep it to himself. How could he let his prey escape?

He sheathed the mahogany sword and set up the colorful escaping light to chase Ning Fan. However, there were millions of continents in front of him, and the vastness was endless. Where should he go to find Ning Fan?

He had no choice but to take out a compass and track a slightly flashing dot on the compass. That dot represented Ning Fan's current position.

Each of the Dark Tribe monks who participated in the hunt for Ning Fan held such a tracking compass. If Ning Fan did not enter the Dark Continent, that would be fine. Once he entered the Dark Continent, Ning Fan would be located through this compass. Ning Fan almost
To be continued...