There is no escape!

After identifying Ning Fan's position, the Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor rushed to catch up, but because his speed was far inferior to Ning Fan, he naturally couldn't catch up.

Nowadays, Ning Fan doesn't even need to use Wu Xianyun to get rid of the Immortal Emperor. His speed is already unimaginable.

After a while, the light spot disappeared from the compass.

The Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor was so angry that he cursed loudly. This meant that the distance between Ning Fan and him had stretched to tens of thousands of continents. With such a distance, even a compass could not locate it...

As for the Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor, Ning Fan no longer knew where to flee, and the battle was temporarily suspended.

But for Ning Fan, there are enemies almost everywhere on this dark continent. No matter where you go, you will encounter pursuers!

Ning Fan separated tens of thousands of continents from the Ghost Fire Immortal Emperor and escaped from his compass positioning, but at the same time, he got on other people's tracking compasses.

As soon as the rain thought dissipated, Ning Fan could detect that within the scope of tens of thousands of continents, there were more than a hundred divine thoughts locked on him, with varying strengths and weaknesses.

The weak ones are at the level of Suinian, and they often form small groups and gather together, while the strong ones include Immortal Lords, Immortal Kings and even Immortal Emperors, chasing after them from different directions.

Ning Fan sneered.

If he wanted to leave, even if An Yuanchen took action today, he would not be able to stop him, but he was in no hurry to leave now.

Why leave in a hurry?

If he doesn't hurt the Dark Tribe, and if he doesn't bring out the prestige of the descendants of Luan Gu, why should he leave!

Just now he was suppressed and beaten by the Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor of the Dark Tribe, and he admitted that his strength was inferior to others. But this did not mean that other Dark Tribes could also suppress and beat him!

Phew!

A piercing cry suddenly came from directly ahead!

The next moment, a giant black bird with thunder scattered all over its body, carrying more than a dozen people, suddenly appeared right in front, and met Ning Fan unexpectedly.

When those people saw that they had caught up with Ning Fan, they were shocked at first, and then overjoyed. They all took out the immortal talismans and sacrificed them fiercely.

In an instant, hundreds of immortal talismans came towards Ning Fan. Any immortal talisman had the power of a single blow of a broken thought; the more powerful ones even had the power of an Immortal Lord's strike or an Immortal King's strike.

The talisman light burst out, with an indescribable force!

Ning Fan narrowed his eyes and thought that the Dark Tribe was so generous. Even the Suinian Cultivator was equipped with so many powerful talismans. He must be killed at all costs.

On the road of cultivation, we and the enemy are fighting each other, but each relies on his own methods, which cannot be said to be despicable or despicable, fair or unfair.

The fact that the Dark Tribe can distribute so many powerful talismans to the powerful Suinian is due to its background, and there is nothing much to say about it.

It's a pity... these methods are not enough to kill Ning Fan!

"I am the ninety-seventh son of the Hundred Sons of the Dark Tribe. My name is Dark Lord Kuang. Remember this name. When I kill you, you will be the leader of the Dark Tribe. Then this name can be remembered by future generations, and then..."

On top of the giant bird, a young man with the appearance of a team leader smiled greedily, his mind captivated by the huge reward for killing Ning Fan.

But the laughter was only halfway through and could not continue.

Between the sky and the earth, a flash of fire suddenly flashed, like the morning light that dispersed the darkness, and like the thunder that split the night.

In just one flash of fire, the attacks of thousands of immortal talismans, giant birds, and dozens of broken thoughts were all turned into ashes and blown away by the strong wind!

Not even a scream came out!

I’m too lazy to leave even one or two in the storage bag!

Ning Fan held the wind and fire cattail leaf fan with an indifferent expression and continued to move forward. For him, killing more than ten broken thoughts with one fan was not an impressive achievement.

There are still many enemies. If it is an unnecessary battle, it is not advisable to spend too much mana. It is better to use magic weapons to save mana...

As for the crazy Dark Lord and the 97th son of the Dark Tribe, Ning Fan said that he was too lazy to remember such complicated names and titles.

At this moment, the cross halo was not turned on, so Ning Fan had to use the killing technique alone. After killing more than ten thoughts, his aura strengthened a little, which was the amplification effect brought by the killing technique.

There were even traces of memories of supernatural powers that poured into Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness for no reason after killing those ten broken thoughts.

Ning Fan knew that this was the Void Seizing Dao he had learned over the past ten years, and it had taken effect.

However, because he did not have a deep understanding of the void to seize the path, the memories of the supernatural powers that he had taken away from the murder were very damaged, making it difficult for him to use them...

"You regard me as a prey, but I also regard you as a prey. One of the hundred sons of the Dark Tribe has been killed, and there are ninety-nine left... I wonder if Dark Yuanchen can still be calm with me after I kill all the hundred sons of the Dark Tribe.

The conversation, or the lives of the Hundred Sons of the Dark Tribe, are just a piece of cake in his heart, otherwise he would not be willing to send them to hunt me down!"

Ning Fan sneered and galloped across the continent. Quietly, Yu Nian had already locked in one dark youth after another...
Chapter completed!