But just now, in order to resist the damage caused by Ning Fan's sword, he directly consumed more than sixty strands of his vitality!

What does this mean?

This shows that the damage caused by Ning Fan's sword is twice as much as that of Patriarch Lei Ze who fought hard for hundreds of breaths!

"A treasure of the highest quality innate! The power of this sword is comparable to that of the highest quality innate!"

The Ginseng Immortal was shocked! If it were in the real world, encountering an innate high-grade treasure would not be a big deal, but you must know that this is the dream world, and this dream world has been isolated from the real world for countless years, with a lack of spiritual energy and a shortage of resources.

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In such a barren land, there are very few high-quality innate treasures. Even a purple-faced soul like him would find it difficult to possess them, but Ning Fan does!

"Damn it! This boy is too strong and invincible! Zi Dou Tianwei, return to your position quickly!"

But seeing the Ginseng Fairy mutter something in his mouth, the purple Tianwei that was originally sealed in Lei Ze's ancestor Feng Bo's pocket suddenly broke out and rolled towards Ning Fan.

There is no way! At this moment, the power of Patriarch Lei Ze's title is almost exhausted, and he can no longer control the power of heaven.

Fortunately, due to Ning Fan's timely appearance, Patriarch Lei Ze's title has not completely collapsed. However, the damage to his title was too great. Without the opportunity, it would take countless years of hard work to restore its original power.

"Young Master Uncle, be careful. This guy's power is so powerful that not even the ancient great cultivators would dare to challenge him!"

As soon as he saw that the Ginseng Fairy had recalled Tianwei again, Patriarch Lei Ze's complexion changed drastically. He picked up Ning Fan and wanted to run away.

Now that Ning Fan has been rescued, of course it's time to run away. There is no need to fight to the death with these purple-faced souls!

"Lei Ze, please be patient! Although this purple power is powerful, I am not afraid of it."

Ning Fan looked at the purple sky filled with power, and there was a look of reminiscence in his eyes. What he was reminiscing about was the scenes where he studied under the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou in the illusion mirror.

If it were anyone else, there would be absolutely nothing they could do against the pressure of the Zi Dou Immortal Emperor.

But Ning Fan is not an outsider, he is a disciple taught by Immortal Emperor Zi Dou himself.

Faced with the overwhelming purple pressure, Ning Fan raised his finger again and pointed it down. This finger did not release any heaven-defying magical power, it was just a finger of wind smoke.

[What is time, what is Shaohua... Fenghua refers to quicksand, and old age refers to a period of time. This technique can dissolve time, making all things old and decayed. Its name is... Zishu, Fengyan! 】

This is the magical power that Ning Fan realized when he transformed into a god. This magical power contains memories of the scenes he learned from the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou.

This Fengyan Finger may not be very powerful in terms of power, but he is a proof!

He, Ning Fan, is the successor recognized by the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou!

A strange scene appeared!

Wherever Ning Fan's purple wind smoke blows, all the purple power of heaven suddenly dissipates for no reason, disappearing into nothingness, like the wind is calm, like the waves are calm!

Even the ancient overhaul couldn't be so calm in the face of the purple power in the sky, but Ning Fan can do it!

How could he be injured by Teacher Zi Dou's pressure? It would be strange to be injured.

"Wha, what! You actually defeated the Purple Heavenly Power, you actually..." The Ginseng Immortal was trembling with shock. You must know that the biggest support of these purple-faced souls is to use the pressure of the Zi Dou Immortal Emperor to dominate.

, but who would have expected that there are people in the fantasy world who are not afraid of the Immortal Emperor's pressure!

"Disperse!"

Ning Fan ignored the Ginseng Fairy and pointed out the other two fingers. Purple-gold wind smoke blew across the sky. This time, even the purple heavenly power of the Ganoderma Fairy and the Deer Antler Fairy could not operate and were suppressed by them one by one.

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"hiss!"

Chunyang Patriarch and the Fish Master were all shocked when they were in a tough fight. Now that Ning Fan suppressed the purple-faced soul's Tianwei, their pressure was naturally greatly reduced. When fighting the purple-faced soul again, they no longer needed to use desperate tactics!

Can steadily suppress the opponent!

While breathing a sigh of relief, Chunyang and the Fish Master couldn't believe the scene in front of them. The purple Tianwei, which they regarded as a fierce tiger, was easily suppressed by Ning Fan. Even the Zi clan, known as the descendant of Zi Dou, couldn't believe this.

You can't do it, why can Ning Fan do it?

"Impossible!" True Lord Beihai's eyes widened, as if he were meeting Ning Fan for the first time. The helpers behind him were all shocked and speechless.

Is this really some kind of ancient great cultivator Zhao Jian! Otherwise, how could he do this! No, he is obviously not an ancient great cultivator. This is certain, but why, why can he be so defiant!

No one can answer their questions.

Of course Ning Fan would not answer.

Although he defeated the Purple Heavenly Power, it was still the disciple's disobedience to his master. Therefore, Ning Fan didn't have any satisfaction on his face. Instead, he was a little apologetic and bowed to the ground towards the invisible Purple Heavenly Power.

"I'm sorry, teacher. These purple-faced souls are the messengers you left here to monitor the way of heaven. What they represent is your majesty. But now, my disciple wants to disobey this majesty and kill them. Please forgive me, teacher."

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Ning Fan recited these words silently in his heart.

No one can hear it, only the residents living in Ningfan’s Consciousness Sea can hear it.

The ant master heard it!

The ant owner was shocked!

She never knew that Ning Fan was a disciple of Zi Dou! It was not surprising that she didn't know. Although she could look through Ning Fan's memories, she would forget the part about Zi Dou Immortal Emperor even if she had read it, because Immortal Emperor

Don't let her remember this!

So she didn't remember it at all, but at this moment, she learned about it again from Ning Fan's words!

How can you not be shocked!

Zi Dou's disciples are not dead, there is actually one person in the world who has inherited the inheritance of Zi Dou Immortal Domain and has been recognized by Zi Dou Immortal Emperor!

The incense is not extinguished!

"Okay, now can you tell me why you wanted to murder the beloved of my nephew? You should remember a woman named Alu, or maybe you have forgotten..."

Ning Fan stood up and approached the Ginseng Immortal step by step, walking ten steps in the air. The power of heaven and earth seemed to converge on him, making it impossible for people to look directly at him, as if he was afraid of a god!

"What, what Alu, I don't remember, misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding, and what happened today is also a misunderstanding..."

Ginseng Immortal tried to explain something, but what he responded to was another Heaven-fixing Technique.

Being immobilized and unable to move is terrifying!

When he was immobilized, he was struck by a Zhenwu Broken Sword that was comparable to the top-grade innate sword, which was even more terrifying!

The Ginseng Immortal was cut into two pieces again. Although he saved his life with the help of the five Qi Chaoyuan Qi to protect his body, this time he lost more than sixty Chao Yuan Qi again!

"This hurting my nephew so much, a misunderstanding is not enough!"

The art of fixing heaven!

Zhenwu Broken Sword, cut!

The art of fixing heaven!

Zhenwu Broken Sword, cut!

Facing Ning Fan's unstoppable attack, Ginseng Immortal had no power to resist. Putting aside the purple power of heaven, he was only a first-level quasi-sage, and only a quasi-sage of eleven thousand calamities!

This amount of magic power is not even comparable to that of normal Ning Fan! Ning Fan doesn't even need to activate his eternal true body to crush this person!

Ten swords!

Thirty swords!

Fifty swords!

Seventy swords!

One hundred swords!

Even a difficult person like the Ginseng Immortal could only sustain a hundred blows from Ning Fan's sword before he was cut into pieces that filled the sky.

Why crushed medicine?

Because ginseng fairy is medicine!

Is the ginseng fairy dead?

No, not dead!

Quasi-sages are known to be difficult to kill, especially this ginseng immortal, who is even better at saving lives. What was chopped up by Ning Fan was only his ginseng body. As for his Tao soul, even if it was seriously injured by Ning Fan, it could not be truly destroyed!

"You can't kill me! I, the sacred ginseng clan, have the blood of the ancestor demon saint. Wanting to kill my sacred ginseng clan is like wishful thinking!" The immortal soul of ginseng was captured by Ning Fan. Knowing that there was no hope of escape, he laughed wildly.

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His Dao soul is a ginseng with a human face, hands and feet, and its body is covered with the patterns of the Shenshan tribe.

"Ning Xiaozhu... Fellow Daoist Ning, this Ginseng Immortal is right. With your magical power, you really can't destroy his Taoist soul. Even your divine refining cauldron can't refine this guy to death. If you want to kill this person's Taoist soul,

, the best way is to build a curse-killing altar and curse it to death. Such curse-killing altars are all secrets of heaven and earth. You are lucky. I happen to know a incomplete curse-killing altar. I am quite confident that I can use it to kill you.

The human soul is cursed to kill, but in this case, you need to collect seventy-two kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to decorate the altar..." In order not to be slept by Ning Fan, the ant master finally began to take the initiative to help Ning Fan.

"No need to bother. The souls of the Dao Soul Clan are all my kitten's tonic. Black Devil, are you interested in eating this guy's Dao Soul?"

As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, a black shadow flew out from the Xuanyin Realm, landed on his shoulder, and turned into a lazy black cat.

"The master has his destiny, and the black devil will follow him wherever he goes!"
To be continued...