"Old Song! This thing is used to deal with the demon tide, so you should not move it lightly!" In the distance, the beautiful woman immediately changed her pretty face when she saw the old scholar activate the formation plate.

"It's okay, this formation has been formed, there will be no mistake at all, and the formation plate cannot be damaged at all. If you use it a little, it will shock this person. The "respectful elders" will definitely not blame me... The only pity is that the monks of Yuanjue Valley present will die in the thunder formation under the golden elixir. However, just a mere spiritual and vein-piercing thing, how much does it take to be in the rain world? How can it be!"

At this moment, the old ruler had only Ning Fan left in his eyes, and there was nothing else to do.

Everything is because Ning Fan gives him a great sense of oppression!

At this moment, a cold light flashed in the giant's eyes.

The ancient thunder sacrifice array... Legend has it that this array implies the lost magical power of ancient gods and demons - the thunder sacrifice technique. The specific details are unknown.

This formation is based on seven as the supreme, 1 as the spirit, 7 as the elixir, 49 as the infant, 343 as the transformation, 2401 as the mortal void, 16807 as the immortal void! I hope that the more difficult it is to set up the formation...

The old scholar used 49 formations to attack the enemy, and his formation cultivation was extraordinary! However, his personality was too cold.

Once this formation opens, the 200-mile land will be submerged by the sea of ​​thunder! Many disciples in Yuanjue Valley may not be able to escape the lightning!

The birth and death of the Yuanjue Valley has nothing to do with Ning Fan, but at least, he obtained the immortal jade from this valley, and finally formed a cause and effect with this valley.

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The giant's eyes were exposed!

The thunder star in his eyebrows flashed continuously!

The sound was like thunder, and thunder appeared in the clear sky!

One way, ten way, hundreds, thousands of way, thousands of way!

In this thunder lightning in the sky, the thunder sacrificial array set up by the old scholar is mysterious and thunder power alone, but it is insignificant!

And when his eyes fell on the silver star between Ning Fan's eyebrows, he suddenly felt frightened.

"Shenxing! You are, the ancient divine vein!"

"roll!"

The giant roared angrily, and its voice seemed to merge with the thunder. The sound suddenly had a special meaning, like a thunder, which exploded in the hearts of the old scholar, beautiful women and all the monks watching!

It’s like the great power of ancient monks, who speak according to the Dharma!

Under this roar, the thunder sacrificial array was shattered!

49 silver array plates were shattered one after another!

The old scholar, his mind was connected to the formation plate. The formation plate was broken, and he was immediately seriously injured and vomited blood. Without more than ten years of hard practice, he would definitely not be able to return to the realm!

roll!

One word, under the power of heaven, made the old scholar feel humble when facing Ning Fan, and he felt that he only had when facing the old monster who transformed into gods and turned into gods, and his whole body couldn't help but start to tremble.

Ning Fan asked him to get out, and let the old scholar who has a dignified Yuanying cultivation get out.

But the old scholar suddenly felt an illusion that if he didn't leave today, he would die here!

When the old Ru saw that when Ning Fan took out a blood-colored jade slip from his palm, the feeling was infinitely magnified in his heart!

A raging murderous intent was heard from the jade slip. That murderous intent was enough to easily tear the old scholar to pieces!

"Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming, show mercy! I will get out of here immediately, get out of here immediately! Fellow Daoist Liu, let's go, go quickly!"

At this moment, the old ruler no longer had the arrogance of raising troops to sue him before, and only had the idea of ​​leaving quickly in his heart.

This year, no matter what his identity or what he did in Wei, he was no longer related to him. He even did not want to have anything to do with Zhou Ming for the rest of his life.

There is nothing else. In the eyes of Lao Ru, Zhou Ming is simply...unfathomable!

And he had a guess about Zhou Ming's identity in his heart. Although it was wrong and biased, this guess made him, as the envoy of the Rain Palace, unable to feel any resistance to the latter.

In the unbelievable eyes of the monk, the two gods of the Rain Palace fled in a very embarrassing manner...

And Zhou Ming, the Wei State, may have been an ordinary Nascent Soul since the battle, and he dared not underestimate this person!

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Two rays of escape lights ran away without a life. It was not until a few days later that the old scholar seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and slowed down the escape light.

"Old Mr. Song, are we leaving like this?" On the top of the mountain, the beautiful woman recovered her magic power and asked.

"If you don't leave like this, will you stay in the Yuanjue Valley and die?" Song Yi said angrily. When he thought of Ning Fan's methods, he was still slightly afraid.

"Send death? Although Mr. Song was injured in Zhou Ming and suffered a slight loss, he would not die yet. We are a Nascent Soul cultivator, and we have endless means to save our lives. Even if our body is destroyed, we can escape. No matter how powerful Zhou Ming is, we may not be able to kill us. Moreover, we are respected, and we are the God Envoy of the Rain Palace. Even if he can kill, he will definitely not dare to kill..." The beautiful woman said disapprovingly. She asked herself that she was not Ning Fan's opponent, but the identity of the God Envoy of the Rain Palace made her feel that she was better than Ning Fan.

"He can't kill! His methods are all weird and unpredictable. I'm the art of becoming famous. The four sword formation was swept away by his sword. I trapped him with the thunder sacrificial array. He actually broke the formation with the means of controlling thunder... In the end, if I read it correctly, the jade slip he took out, contained the full-strength attack of the god-transforming monk... Not to mention me, even a mid-stage cultivator in the Nascent Soul, if he was attacked, he would die!"

The old scholar was still in fear, and then he said the biggest, wrong guess in his heart.

"If I read it right, this Zhou Ming may be the junior of that adult... that adult, his surname is Zhou..."

"Who?" The beautiful woman was slightly strange.

"The ruthless man born in the Rain Palace, died in the endless sea, and even His Majesty the Divine Emperor was afraid of... That man's thunder vein condensed the thunder star, and controlled the thunder... He was full of thunder sacrifice techniques, and was invincible at the same level. He once tied with the Three Emperors of the Sword Realm with his own strength... According to legend, ten thousand years ago... The Rain Realm's shattered Xu, the first person!"

"What! Mr. Song said that this person is a descendant of the 'Buzhou Lei Emperor'!"

"Shhh... Don't talk nonsense about this matter, you can't say it... In short, this matter has nothing to do with us. We are just a little envoy of the Rain Palace, so don't get involved in this kind of right and wrong..."

Song Yi was still scared and began to fear Ning Fan's methods, strength, and even "identity".

Although this identity was simply accidental, Ning Fan's pseudonym "Zhou Ming". That Zhou was just a name picked up in the Demon Ghost Forest, and it has nothing to do with the so-called "Bao Zhou Lei Emperor"...

But Song Yi, I am afraid that he will never dare to see Ning Fan again for the rest of his life, because he is afraid... it is so terrible...
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