"Fellow Daoist Jing Zhuo, you need to be polite. The enemy is in front of you, and it is not the time to talk..." Ning Fan helped Jing Zhuo up, but his eyes swept to Tian Yizi.

As for the Jiyin Tower ship that fled far away, it could not attract Ning Fan's attention at all. Nangong had already taken people to pursue him. The only one who really made him afraid was the man in the black coffin!

"The enemy?"

Not only Jing Zhuo, Gui Juzi, but also the other Jindans who helped him out loud.

The Jiyin Sect is destroyed, and only the Tiandao Sect is left. Although Tianyizi and the remaining Tiandao cultivators are not easy to deal with, they are not considered a great enemy, right?

They all underestimated the Tiandao Sect.

It seemed as if Ning Fan's words were confirmed, that day Yizi, holding a compass in his hand, staring at Ning Fan's direction with a fiery look.

The closer the compass in his hand was to Ning Fan, the more violently it rotated. At this moment, Tian Yizi laughed to the sky, hoarse and gloomy, and was out of place with all this.

"The ancient corpse is on you! OK! This will save me from searching everywhere! This corpse is my own! I hand over this corpse and I will give you a pleasure! As for other monks here, I will become my new corpse refining!"

At this moment, Tian Yizi took the compass and stood with his hands behind his back, releasing a body of pressure. This pressure only reached 30% of his original deity, but even if it was only 30%, it was only a little weaker than Jing Zhuo, and much stronger than the ghost spur.

Under this pressure, there was a sound of surprise around Ningcheng. The pressure of Tianyizi was indeed not bad, but it seemed that it was not as powerful as the ancestor Jing Zhuo, but he dared to speak wildly. It was so bold to sweep all the monks here!

Jing Zhuo also snorted coldly, stepped forward, and his pressure was rising step by step. His magic power had reached the Nascent Soul, and although his aura had not reached, he was much stronger than ordinary ancestors.

Jing Zhuo's pressure suffocated Bai Feiteng and others nearby, but when it reached Tian Yizi's side, it seemed like a breeze blew on his face, without any harm, only for Tian Yizi's laughter.

"If your support is this fake infant monk, then this sect regretfully announces that he cannot save you!"

Tian Yizi said sarcastically and pinched her fingers. Forty-four spiritual refining corpses beside her immediately began to rot and instantly exploded into blood mist. The corpse blood mist was rolled up on Tian Yizi's body, and its aura immediately rose suddenly, gradually surpassing Jing Zhuo, completely reaching the level of a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul!

At this moment, a strong wind blew in the sky, and its momentum shook the sky and the clouds, causing the five elements to be chaotic! This is the real momentum of the Nascent Soul, which is enough to trigger the changes of the world!

The fighting spirit in Bu Kuangfen's eyes gradually decreased and immediately turned into a hint of fear. He found that Tian Yizi's aura had surpassed his ancestors that day! Under this power, his great Jindan master had a feeling of powerlessness. And after Tian Yizi said, Jing Zhuo was a fake infant monk, and the old monsters all looked at Jing Zhuo with hesitation and asking for solutions.

"Yes, for some reasons, I am not a real Nascent Soul monk..." Jing Zhuo's forehead felt a little cold sweat. He was at the center of Tian Yizi's aura, which was extremely uncomfortable, but he was not shocked by Tian Yizi's aura.

But his words were like a basin of cold water, poured into the hearts of all monks.

It turns out that the ancestor Jing Zhuo, whom everyone relies on, is just a fake baby monk... but Tian Yizi's aura is stronger than Jing Zhuo...

Could it be that the so-called first Nascent Soul monk in Yue Kingdom has not yet completely broken through the realm?!

Could it be that Tian Yizi, who seems to be in a disadvantaged situation in front of him, is the real Nascent Soul monk?!

One by one, the monks began to show fear of Tian Yizi. The Nascent Soul Cultivator, the power of one person, was enough to overthrow a lower-level cultivation country. Even if he had the fake infant monk Jing Zhuo, he might not be a match for Tian Yizi... Today, I am afraid there will be danger.

At this moment, Tian Yizi sneered constantly, and everyone's fear made him despise, "This is 50% of my husband's pressure, and next, it is 70% of my husband's pressure!"

Tian Yizi made a gesture again, and the eight Golden Elders behind him also rotted their bodies, and then the blood mist exploded.

Its breath absorbs blood mist corpse energy and climbs again, almost reaching the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul!

Under the 70% pressure, Bai Feiteng and Yan Fei, all of which were chaotic and their magic power was chaotic. Apart from Jing Zhuo, Gui Juzi and Ning Fan, no one in the sky above Ning City could compete with this pressure! They all took a breath of air conditioning, and the blood rushed wildly! As Tian Yizi's eyes flashed with blood, Bu Kuangfen, the four golden elixirs of the Huoyun Sect were all lost in their minds and were invaded by the inner demons!

"This pressure may have reached the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage?! This is only 70% of his pressure. If he releases all the pressure, wouldn't it be 10%!" Even Jing Zhuo's expression changed drastically for the first time, and he began to gradually lose under the pressure of Tianyizi.

Weird, too weird, even a Nascent Soul cultivator should not rely on his power to intimidate himself... Could it be that Tian Yizi secretly used his illusion when he released his power?!

In an instant, Jing Zhuo and Gui Quzi looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of guesses from each other's eyes.

The two nodded, and at the same time, they opened their magic power and shouted loudly. They each stimulated their magic power, trying to suppress the illusion of Tian Yizi.

The two of them work together, and their magic power is so vast, it is no exaggeration to compare with ordinary early-stage cultivators of the Nascent Soul stage.

The only way to crack the illusion that I don’t know how to crack is to use powerful magic power to suppress the sans. The two of them are correct, but their magic power is still inferior to the original god of Tianyizi and cannot suppress the sans. It only causes strands of red lines to appear around the air, but disappear immediately.

The red line seemed to be the foundation of the illusion. Unfortunately, although they saw the clues of the illusion, they still had no way to break the illusion. Instead, because of the reckless magic power, a trace of red line invaded the body and immediately became confused.

The faces of Gui Quezi and Jing Zhuo both changed drastically. I don’t know what kind of dirty power it was, but they had completely lost their state of mind that had been practicing for thousands of years!

"What kind of illusion is this... When did he use the tricks?!"

The two of them didn't understand Tian Yizi's methods, but Ning Fan understood. The bloodline that briefly emerged just now made Ning Fan understand the mystery of this illusion.

The bloody ones are the evil thoughts triggered by the three corpse eyes. They are extremely dirty and can disrupt people's minds!

The linear one is the power of divine thoughts, which wraps and hides evil thoughts based on the invisible divine thoughts! This is the foundation of the Three Corpse Eyes Technique!

Divine thoughts, divine thoughts, are divine thoughts, how can you be afraid of them?

"You're enough!"

The stars flashed between the eyebrows, and the Sword of Sword that was originally refined in the middle of the eyebrows immediately turned into a ray of starlight and flew out, stabbing left and right, slashing the power of the divine thoughts hidden around them one by one.

Eye technique is the eye, and that spirit is the divine thought. If other attacking eye technique is within the eyes of the monks, it will be immediately difficult to crack. But what about illusions, especially group illusions, as long as clues are found, they may not be able to be broken!

A few swords killed all the blood lines of divine thoughts. Ning Fan's eyes flashed with cold light. He lifted the flying sword backwards and turned into an ice rainbow, rushed straight towards Tianyizi.

It seems that there is no one but himself to break the illusion of Tianyizi. In this way, only I am qualified to fight Tianyizi.

It is worthy of being the corpse demon vein, and it can actually cultivate the rare three corpse eyes. I am afraid that when Tian Yizi is in full swing, even a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator can fight!

"I'm sorry, seniors and fellow Taoists, help me protect Ningcheng one or two. I'll fight alone!"

When Jing Zhuo, Gui Quezi and others heard this, they all retreated to the Ningcheng City Wall with lingering fear... The illusion that just now was too thrilling, making them too afraid!

I can't resist... It seems that today, Ning Fan can fight Tian Yizi.

"That's the old monster of Nascent Soul, can Ning Fan win?" Bai Feiteng's words felt extremely uncomfortable, and he seemed to have not forgotten the gap with Ning Fan.

"If he cannot win, let alone Ningcheng, I am afraid that the entire Yue Kingdom will be destroyed... If this sect is not wrong, this Tianyizi is just a corpse refining, and his true identity is probably that person..." Gui Juzi said solemnly.

"Who?" Bu Kuangfen and other young monks did not know the secrets, but some old monsters who had lived for thousands of years immediately changed their expressions when they heard Gui Quzi's words.

"Two thousand years ago, one man and one force, each person and one force to wipe out seven corpse demons from the lower level of cultivation countries?!" At this moment, Bai Feiteng could no longer calm down.

The monks a hundred miles away all changed their faces one by one, as if they had heard some incredible terrifying news. They didn't understand why the ancestor Chongxuanzi, the dignified Taixu, turned around and left as soon as he saw Tian Yizi. It turned out that he had seen through the origin of Tian Yizi?!

Two thousand years ago...the corpse demon... many of the first-class sects have classics that record that cruel man! A cruel man who caused many middle-level cultivation countries to suffer a lot!

This person's body can not only break magic weapons, but it is said that this person is better at refining corpses. He has more than hundreds or thousands of spiritual-level corpses in his hands!

‘The whole country is destroyed by the corpses’, and most sects record this sentence, but those who have never said it with their own eyes can never imagine the horror of it!

The ancient demon vein! The successor of the corpse demon vein is not dead yet?!

"Return to the sect quickly and notify all the sects of Yue Kingdom and the descendants of the corpse demons to enter Yue Kingdom!"

...

Tian Yizi's eyes narrowed, and he activated 70% of his pressure, but he could not disturb Ning Fan's mind.

The illusion that he secretly activated the three corpse eyes and released was actually broken by Ning Fan's sword shadow.

The starlight and sword shadow, a trace of the star power of the ancient stars, made Tian Yizi's eyes hot.

"Ancient magic weapon!? I know that you are the ancient magic weapon, but I don't know that you have the ancient magic weapon... But from today on, this ancient magic weapon will belong to me!"

"Is that right? Then you have to see if you can hold it or not! The giant sword form!"

Ning Fan shook his wrist, and the star-light flying sword turned into a thick and seven-foot-long giant sword. As he danced gently, there was a faint sound of thunder.

After using the body refining technique of six feet, Ning Fan's body grew twice as fast as the Binghong approached, and the giant sword hit Tianyizi with one sword!

Before, he had seen Tian Yizi's physical strength, and this time, he would not hold back.

"Hiss! This sword actually has a double form. This is not mentioned in "Corpse Demon Record"?!" Tian Yizi was afraid and excited. The "Corpse Demon Record" he mentioned was the way he obtained the inheritance of the corpse Demon back then. It was different from the memory inheritance of Luan Gu, but it was also considered to be the art of the general and passed on.

Without hesitation, he put down the black coffin and performed the body refining technique. Tian Yizi's body was lifted up to ten feet high. His body refining technique was obviously much better than Ning Fan's body six feet high!

In front of Tianyizi, Ning Fan, who was originally tall, was only tall with his calves.

And after turning into a giant, Tian Yizi was so bold that he went to catch Ning Fan's giant sword with bare hands.

Ning Fan, who was six feet tall, had at least ten thousand pounds of strength, but when the palm and sword touched each other, the huge force collided, Ning Fan's qi and blood surged, and his strength seemed to be weaker than Tian Yizi.

It is not that Tian Yizi's body refining realm is more skillful than Ning Fan, but that Tian Yizi's body refining skills are much higher than Ning Fan.

In fact, it was not easy for Tian Yizi to take this sword. He took the sword hard and his feet were trapped in the metal and iron of a tower ship, and his wrists were so painful that they were about to break.

"This boy is so powerful in the realm of body refining. I can break through the silver bones by the side of my favour, but this boy seems to be much more powerful than ordinary silver bones... because he condensed the stars of gods and demons?"

A trace of jealousy flashed in Tianyizi's eyes. As the descendant of the gods and demons, he rarely envied anyone, Ning Fan was the first one.

Fortunately, his body refining skills are quite extraordinary, called "Giant Bone Art", which is a low-grade body refining technique he grabbed from the old Nascent Soul monster in an intermediate cultivation country.

Incarnated as a giant with "Giant Bone Art", he is naturally not as powerful as a giant body as a master such as Bone Emperor, but compared to Ning Fan's bad street skills, "Body of the Sixth Fight", the power is not a little bit.

"It's a pity that Ningcheng is also able to save you and take my illusion, but you can't even beat the power of my palm..." Tian Yizi smiled contemptuously.

"Is that so! Thunder control!" At this moment, a starlight flashed between Ning Fan's eyebrows, and a sudden lightning flashed and roared in the clear sky!

A lightning flashed on the giant sword, and Tian Yizi was suddenly shocked, and his palm was cut off by the giant sword.

It was just that he was not bleeding, and Tian Yizi didn't look a little hurt, but his eyes became empty for the first time.

On the side, the black coffin lid suddenly flew up, and a vicissitudes of vicissitudes came from the coffin.

"Okay, very good! You are not weak when you can hurt this corpse refining, but you are not my husband's original opponent! Don't say that you are just a merging spirit. Even if you break through the golden elixir, you are still not my husband's opponent, unless you are the Nascent Soul!"

A black shadow flashed out of the coffin, and the rotten palm slapped the giant sword. Immediately, an indescribable force came from the giant sword, causing Ning Fan's chest to scatter, and squirted out of the blood, which shook hundreds of feet in the sky before he stabilized his body and his eyes tightened!

This is the real person of Tian Yizi who is on the verge of the second transformation, half-step corpse demon. The power of a palm is not easy to even his silver bone body.

What really made Ning Fan's body irresistible was the magic power under that palm... the vast magic power from the giant sword broke his arm's immortal veins.

What a powerful thing the real corpse demon is in the cauldron ring?!

Ning Fan's face was as deep as water, but after a moment, the blood was wiped off and his eyes lit up.

He vaguely felt that the direction of the Guique Sect, in the unattainable place, was rushing towards it!
Chapter completed!