But there is no fairness in this decisive battle. He won without force, so what! He was just arrogant and wanton, so what!

Dark tribe, dark tribe!

After that, he completely broke up with the Dark Tribe, and then, he fled all the way to the lower sky of the Dark Tribe...

…

Ning Fan's eyes were calm, as if the murderous shouting behind him didn't exist.

He drove the Eternal Avatar and ran rampant among the Dark Tribe. Whenever anyone dared to block the road, he would directly drive the Eternal Avatar and hit the opponent to death!

Domineering, unreasonable and showing no mercy!

At this moment, he had broken up with the Dark Tribe, and there was no need to reason!

He can give some relief to those ordinary Dark Tribe monks who don't care about worldly affairs, but he will show no mercy to those who dare to block his way and attack him!

Before, the battlefield was only the Dark Continent, not the Great Dark Sky.

But now, things have changed!

"Thieves, please leave!"

A quasi-sage rode a black gourd and roared towards him. Unknown to Ning Fan, this person was also a first-level quasi-sage. Judging from his previous position, his status should be above that of the quasi-sage An Tiandou, and his cultivation level was also slightly stronger.

Fighting in the dark sky.

The gourd quasi-saint is much faster than Ning Fan, and is the fastest among the five dark tribe quasi-saints, because the gourd he rides is an innate magic weapon. In this way, he is the second-level dark tribe quasi-saint.

The quasi-sage was slightly inferior to him in terms of speed alone, but he was the first to catch up with Ning Fan!

Black gourd…

Could it be that it is the divine weapon Qi and Blood Gourd?

Ning Fan swept away his mind and realized that the opponent's black gourd was just an ordinary innate magic weapon and could not produce any reaction with his divine blood. He couldn't help but feel speechless.

He had a good idea. As soon as he got the second artifact, he wanted to get a third artifact... How could it be such a coincidence?

"Obsidian Finger!"

The huge black sun appeared from behind, turning into giant fingers and coming instantly, trying to pin Ning Fan to death with one finger.

This is the obsidian finger used by a first-level quasi-sage. Its power is much stronger than that used by the black rope.

"Excalibur slashes the path!"

Ning Fan didn't even look back, and used his true form's huge palm to discharge hundreds of slashing sword lights behind him, slashing the chasing giant fingers until black blood flowed.

However, it is still not enough to destroy the giant finger head-on. After all, it is the Black Obsidian Finger of the Quasi-Sanctuary. Fortunately, after Ning Fan's attack, the power of the giant finger was also lost, leaving only 12%.

The force of his fingers fell on him, drowning him.

"Hmph! Did you hit it? It seems that even if this kid doesn't die, he will still shed his skin..."

The gourd quasi-sage was sneering to himself, when suddenly his eyes widened and he looked shocked.

But Ning Fan's hundred-foot-long golden body rushed out of the sea of ​​black light transformed by the power of his fingers. He only coughed up a small amount of blood, and it seemed that the damage was not serious.

"Impossible! How could a mere Eternal Immortal Lord be only slightly injured by my finger!" Quasi-Sage Calabash was in disbelief, and his murderous intent became even more intense.

If one finger doesn't work, then use ten or a hundred fingers! As long as the attack is effective, you can always kill this kid!

He has an innate gourd, which is an innate low-grade escape treasure. He is very fast, but no matter how fast he is, he cannot escape from the hands of a quasi-sage who has an innate escape treasure!

"You are not the only one who possesses the innate treasure!"

Ning Fan sneered, stepped into the sky with his giant foot, and a giant dark cloud suddenly appeared under his feet.

His eternal true body, which originally shone like a god in the world with golden light, now stood on the dark clouds filled with black energy. When it was stained by the black energy, it looked a bit like an ancient demon god, with a lot more evil energy.

The effect of Wu Xianyun is to increase the speed based on the speed of the host.

This means that the faster Ning Fan himself is, the faster he can fly using this cloud!

At the Emperor's Ceremony, he had a great understanding of the escape technique. His own speed was already extremely high. At this moment, he used Wu Xianyun to increase his speed. He almost jumped away from the Calabash Quasi-Sage behind him.

Millions of clouds in the distance.

After a hundred breaths, he completely got rid of the pursuit of Quasi-Saint Gourd!

"Impossible! I don't believe it! How can a mere eternal immortal have an innate escape treasure! He can save it faster than me! He is not a cultivator of the Light Clan!"

"Where are the emperors? Hold this boy back and prevent him from escaping from the great darkness!"

Gourd Quasi-Sage ordered angrily, his voice soaring into the clouds, reaching up to the first level of the sky and down to the nineteenth level of the sky. His roar echoed throughout the nineteenth level of the Great Dark Sky.

All the Dark Tribe monks who heard this roar were stunned.

Anhuxian, the quasi-sage elder who is best at speed, did not catch up with Ning Fan, but ordered others to intercept him!

Could it be that Ning Fan's speed is faster than this quasi-sage elder, or faster than all the quasi-sage elders?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were constant obstacles in the way, and Ning Fan's rampant Wangu real body directly hit and killed him, and his blood was scattered in the sky.

Ning Fan stepped on the black clouds, raised his shield and transformed into a giant, standing in front of him like a demon speeding. No matter whether he was an immortal or an immortal king, no one could withstand the power of his collision and would be killed directly.

He was hit so hard that he vomited blood and flew backwards. Everyone was extremely miserable!

Although the battle in the Dark Continent was thrilling, only a few people knew about Ning Fan's ferocity. But this time, everyone from the Dark Clan, from the Dark Ancestor to the common people, witnessed Ning Fan's rampage with their own eyes.

Even the quasi-sage can’t catch him!

Even the Immortal Lord and Immortal King can’t stop him!

If he wants to come, he will kill all the nineteen heavens; if he wants to leave, even the ancestors will not leave him behind!

There was even more explosive news, which was spread among all the Dark Tribe people through various means.

The reason why the descendants of Luan Gu left was because the decisive battle with Black Rope had already concluded!

The descendant of chaos... wins!

"Even the Lord God is no match for this descendant of the ancient times!"

"Damn it! Damn it! This descendant of the ancient times has been searching for countless immortal materials in our clan, and now he is killing people on a killing spree. How can we let him go?"

"Stop him!"

"But I can't stop you!"

"The quasi-sage is in the higher sky. If he can't catch up with him, who can stop him?"

In the lower sky, the cultivators guarding the Dark Realm Gate were anxious, and suddenly a voice came that made everyone calm.

"You guys, don't panic! All the Immortal Emperors of our clan have gathered in the lower sky. If the descendants of the ancient chaos arrive, they will kill this beast to rectify the glory of our clan!"
Chapter completed!