"Kill with the heart, kill with the killing, turn into swords, use the sword to turn into rain, and kill with rain... This is the perception of the Son of the Bird God in the sixth level."

Ning Fan's words did not integrate the divine will of the Rain according to the insights of the Son of Bird.

He understood the divine will of rain, but if he wanted to truly master the divine will and powers, he also needed to merge the divine will and his own way!

This murderous rain is the way of the Son of the Que God, but not Ning Fan!

But just watching, it is quite reference...

The sixth floor of the grave was extremely vast. Mingluo drove the fairy cloud and flew at least hundreds of thousands of miles... At this point, a huge pit appeared, and Mingluo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as his fairy cloud descended, he rushed straight to the seventh floor of the grave. As soon as he escaped into the giant pit, an old man who was exactly the same as Ming Luo came to the sky. After a light of escape, he sank into his body. The two were combined into one!

In an instant, Ming Luo's momentum suddenly rose!

In the middle stage of the Void Refining, the peak stage, the first level of the Void Broken, the second level, and the third level, it has been climbing to the fourth level before it has stopped!

At this point, Ming Luo breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly, "Okay, when you reach the seventh level, I will merge with the deity and restore to the fourth level of the Broken Void. In this way, in the seventh level of the Broken Void, those monsters in the Broken Void level and the second level of the Broken Void level are no threat to me... As long as you pass the eighth level of the Broken Void level and enter the ninth level, you will be my world!"

It was still Ning Fan holding Ming Que's body. Ming Luo was convinced that Ning Fan would not have any wrong thoughts about Ming Que. He felt relieved and began to concentrate, use magic power, and gather his palms, as if he was brewing a spell.

Ming Luo did not explain too much, but Ning Fan could guess that Ming Luo was so serious about condensing magic, so he must have launched a killing attack on some old monsters on the eighth level of the grave...

In order to save Mingque, this old man worked very hard... no, he worked very hard.

In this case, even if Ning Fan is willing to help the old man and fight against the enemy together, he will not be able to help the old man. In the Battle of Shattered Void, Ning Fan and Rong Ling can only intervene...

His mission is to only use all his strength to save Mingque after entering the ninth floor of the grave. Before that, he had enough time to understand the rainy meaning of the seventh floor of the grave.

The fifth floor of the grave, ice rain, sixth floor, sword rain, and seventh floor, thunderstorm!

The roaring thunder exploded in my ears, and in the strong wind, heavy rain was coming, pouring into the sky and the earth.

Such violent momentum made Ning Fan's mind turbulent. He was infected by the intense and unyielding fighting spirit in the sound of the rain.

At that time, the son of the God of Bird must have made great progress here, and he will make great progress in his cultivation and his fighting spirit be stimulated!

His turbulent fighting spirit is blended into the spirit of the rain, turning the rain here into a rain of thunder!

"Thunder is coming from the flat ground, it will rain, I will kill someone!"

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Ning Fan opened his eyes and thoughtful.

The Son of the Bird is on the fifth floor of the underworld tomb, and fully understands the divine intention of rain. On the sixth floor, he merges the murderous intention into the rain, and on the seventh floor, he merges the fighting intention into the rain... On the eighth floor, what kind of Taoist thoughts will he merge into the rain?

This answer did not bother Ning Fan for a long time, because in the seventh floor of the grave, Ming Luo drove the fairy clouds as if he had entered a no-man's land, and was rushing at lightning. In just half an hour, he spanned a range of millions of miles and jumped into the huge pit leading to the eighth floor!

The first level of the Broken Void and the second level of monsters, I dare not stop one or two. In the Broken Void realm, every level of cultivation is a world of difference... With the fourth level of the Mingluo Broken Void, killing the first level of monsters requires only one palm! Killing the second level of monsters requires only three palms!

Through the thunderstorm world, the eighth floor of the grave, the rain made Ning Fan's eyes flash for the first time.

The rain here is no different from the sparse rain on the first, second and fourth layers. It just flows calmly, like the calm ocean.

But this ocean must contain endless indomitable intentions, otherwise why did the rain fall from the ground to the sky!

The eighth floor of the grave, the rain against the sky!

There was no need to listen to the insights of the Son of Que. Seeing this scene tightly, Ning Fan's heart suddenly became shaking.

He recalled the oath of the Son of God, and this oath became true on the eighth level!

"I want to let this rain grow on the earth, fight on the sky, and live forever!"

Ning Fan exhaled gently. The eighth level of rain divine will have a great understanding of Ning Fan.

The monks he faced were surrendering to fate one by one. Even the old demon was so powerful, they were tricked by fate, and Ning Fan himself had never had the desire to go against the will of heaven and change his fate.

But the Son of Bird is different. This man dares to think and do things. He swore in the grave to fight again in the Four Heavens Immortal Realm. Now, he is probably already in the Four Heavens Immortal Realm and gets what he wants.

This person has the courage to fight against the will of heaven!

Ning Fan hugged Mingque in his arms, but his eyes slowly closed... His heart was originally a trace of persistence, infinitely enlarged, and that persistence would not cut off the complex pill no matter what! Everyone has this trace of obsession, but it is rare to cultivate obsession into one's own way!

Ning Fan, on the journey of the son of Que Shen's enlightenment, asked his heart and realized his own way.

"I will not kill my love!"

The moment the words sounded in his heart, a mysterious feeling immediately merged with the divine intention of rain... A step of fusion of divine intention, which seemed impossible to complete, began to appear!

The divine will has merged!?

Ning Fan opened his eyes with a slight shock. However, he had no time to think about the changes in his body. In the distance, several whistling sounds were approaching!

Three people were Shaxu, two were the third level and one was the fourth level. They were staring at Ming Luo with great grudges!

"Hehe, Mingluo, your granddaughter seems to be in trouble... Do you want me to help me if you want me?”

An old man with snake scales sneered sarcastically. His snake eyes stared at the Ming Bird in Ning Fan's arms and licked his tongue.

Help is fake, killing is real!

The old man with snake scales looked at him, and immediately, a strange demonic aura, clamped with the power of his soul, penetrated into Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Demon soul! Only the demon clan can cultivate the soul form!

"This doll is good, why not take over the body!"

This old monster was a snake-shaped monster transformed into a human. The demon soul was powerful and weird. He actually avoided Ming Luo's body and invaded Ning Fan's body, trying to invade Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, seize Ning Fan's body, and sacrifice to become an incarnation.

Ming Luo's expression changed drastically. Unexpectedly, the old man with snake-eyed eyes in front of him had a little stronger demon soul than him, and he even crossed over him and sneaked into Ning Fan.

Ning Fan...Ming Luo's heart was extremely complicated. He wanted Ning Fan to die, but at least, before saving Mingque, he didn't want anything to happen to Ning Fan.

If Ning Fan was successfully taken over by the old man with snake scales, he would undoubtedly die... In this way, who else can save Mingque!

He showed an anxious look and thought to himself that Ning Fan had the means of sword thought, and most of the sea of ​​consciousness condensed the sword consciousness... He didn't know whether this sword consciousness was solid or not. If he could resist the old man who took possession of the snake scale for a while, it would be fine... He delayed for a while and then shattered the demon soul in this sea of ​​consciousness!

He put away the magic power that had been brewing in his palm for a long time, and pointed it at Ning Fan's eyebrows, trying to fight against time to resolve the body capture of the old man with snake scales.

But the two monsters with the third level of the Broken Void were not idle. When the old man with snake scales took Ning Fan, the two of them attacked Ming Luo from the left and right, forcing him to withdraw his palm.

"Snake! Don't bully people too much! This boy can't be killed by you no matter what!" Ming Luo showed an angry look.

"Hehe, so what if you bully you! So what if you kill him! Xiong Kun, Hu Jue, you two stop Ming Luo, wait for me to take over this son, refine this son into an incarnation, and then help you two..."

The old man with snake scales sneered, not taking Ning Fan seriously at all.

The humans of the Rongling Spirit dared to enter the eighth floor of the underworld... Here, even if they were the masters of the Rain Palace outside, they would not dare to enter... This kid is so tired of living!

Originally, the old man with Snake Scale would not take the Rongling Junior in his eyes, but he saw that Ming Luo was extremely protective of Ning Fan all the way, and he saw that Ning Fan was of great use to Ming Luo... Ning Fan was just Rongling, and was extremely easy to kill. Killing this son will mess up Ming Luo's heart. It would be easy to kill Ming Luo again!

But as soon as his thoughts reached this point, immediately, a heart-wrenching feeling of tearing came from his divine thoughts.

"ah!"

The old man with snake scale screamed, showing a horrified gaze, staring at Ning Fan!

He immersed one-third of his soul power into Ningfan's sea of ​​consciousness to seize the body, thinking that he was more than enough.

But as a result, the soul power that had been trapped into Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness was shattered by a suffocating sword thought without exception.

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"You don't need to know... Old Man Mingluo, what are you waiting for! Take action!"

A cold light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes. With his sword sense, he shattered one-third of the old man with his soul, but he was also injured... Ning Fan wrote down this hatred!

From the old man with snake scales rising up and taking Ning Fan's house to his scream, the two third-level monsters in the Shaved Void had not yet reacted to what had happened. Only Ming Luo vaguely guessed that Ning Fan had used some strange means to plot against the old man with snake scales.

There was no need for Ning Fan to urge him to take action. When Ming Luo saw that the situation was reversed, he immediately seized a chance to win, gathered the long-simmering magic power in his body and slapped it out with one palm!

A huge dead tree palm that was thousands of feet tall was overwhelming and pressing down on the three old men with snake scales, carrying the terrifying pressure that swept the world.

The three of them were caught off guard and immediately defended their palms with all their strength. At this moment, Ming Luo immediately drove the Xianyun with all his strength and rushed straight to the huge pit on the ninth floor.

On the ninth floor of the grave, there are the bones of the Nether Bird Fairy, and there are also the 100,000 clones of the Nether Luo Tree!

There is the realm where Ming Luo dominates... Don’t say that the old man Snake Scale and others dare not enter, even if they are true immortals, they will have to peel off their skin when they enter this place!

After escaping for 100,000 miles, Mingluo's divine thoughts swept back. Seeing that the three old men who had already thrown away the snake scales, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he looked at Ning Fan. For the first time, he had a hint of importance to this.

This guy actually plotted against the old monster in the fourth level of the Shattered Void... Whether it was due to the snake's carelessness, Ning Fan was enough to be proud.

"Boy, I miss Mingluo, I owe you a favor..."

"Is that right..." Ning Fan patted the storage bag and took several healing pills, and his complexion improved a little.

He plotted against the old man with snake scales purely to protect himself, but since Ming Luo believed that he owed Ning Fan favors, Ning Fan would not be so stupid as to deny it.

The ninth floor of the grave is not far away.

...

The power of the giant palm is a palm that Ming Luo has been brewing for a long time, and it is extremely powerful. The three old monsters of the broken Xu worked together to catch it, but they still used various means to dispel the palm power and smash the giant palm covering the sky.

The two monsters in the third level of the Broken Void were sighing... This palm shows that Ming Luo is powerful. With the strength of the Broken Void, it seems to be a mistake to provoke Ming Luo with the third level of the Broken Void.

The old man with snake scales had a very gloomy face.

He was about to bring people to Yin Mingluo, but unexpectedly, he was not only a young man with a lingering hand, but also a palm that caused his soul to be injured...

"Hateful! Chase, chase, chase! You can't let them run away, especially you can't let the Rongling Humans run away!"

The old man with snake scale hated Ning Fan very much, and even stronger than his hatred for Ming Luo.

But Ming Luo had already escaped, and the old man with snake scales was even more injured. How could he catch up?

"It's hateful! This is the greatest humiliation in my life!"
Chapter completed!