In an instant, the shadow of four swords appeared in the deep sea, and a trace of the meaning of killing immortals locked in one of the three demon cultivators, causing his face to change drastically!

Under this sword energy, countless mermaids were all terrified of fear.

Ning Fan covered his chest and vented his mind. After sensing Yin Suqiu's position, Jian Nian opened the way and gritted his teeth and teleported away.

Thousands of miles away, the remaining ten monks were struggling to resist the attack of the mermaids.

One of the women had almost exhausted their magic power, their face was pale, and they held the bright crystal ring in their hands, and destroyed the besieged beasts one by one.

Tired, so tired... This shark beast can't kill all the time...

Death will die... It turns out that after this parting, there will be no more meeting with him... But will he have something to do? Will he be attacked by a shark beast?

"It shouldn't be, he is so powerful... and he doesn't know that I'm dead. After all, I have never expressed my feelings to him..."

Yin Suqiu gritted his teeth stubbornly and destroyed a shark beast with one ring, but was shocked by the sound waves of several shark beasts, and almost all the internal organs were broken!

'puff!'

She coughed up blood, and the blood even further stimulated the shark beast to roar at it.

The hideous demon claws are approaching, and the world seems to be quiet, freezing...

But at this moment, her pretty face was shocked, and a powerful arm hugged it hard, and thousands of ink-colored sword thoughts exploded everywhere in the sea!

"roll!"

Ning Fan's sword swept away, wiped out the marmosets, and without looking back, he hugged Yin Suqiu and ran away!

"You, why are you here? You shouldn't have come! Let me go, you run away..." Yin Suqiu was stunned, anxious, as if she was more afraid of Ning Fan's death than the terrible fact that she would die.

"Shut up!"

Ning Fan coughed on Yin Suqiu's collar with a mouthful of blood.

The injuries added by the carp and demon generals are far from healing.

The forced teleportation time and time again made him even more shattered.

Now that he has a trace of spiritual thoughts, he is extremely painful. The sea of ​​consciousness may be completely broken and die in the endless sea at almost any time!

If he hadn't been so seriously injured, how could he have slightly blocked the Yuanying Demon Cultivator with the Zhuxian Order just now? He would have killed three people in an instant with Mo Liu divine magic!

He can no longer cast such a powerful spell...

The breath of the Zhuxian Order behind him seemed to be declining, and it should have been broken by three demon cultivators.

He didn't dare to stay for a long time and teleported towards the next sea!

"Will we die? Where will we go..." Yin Suqiu's heart no longer mattered.

She had imagined thousands of ways of dying, mostly to help the poor and the needy, but she never thought that one day she would die with Ning Fan in a sea where no one knew.

If you could die in the same place with Ning Fan, maybe it would be better than other ways of dying...

"I won't die! I'll send you to Biyao Fairy Island! First, get rid of the flies behind!"

Ning Fan was exhausted and it was difficult to teleport any more. He gritted his teeth and activated the wind and thunder wings. He immediately, two three-meter-long thunder wings behind him were shocked and fled roared.

Behind him, nearly 10,000 marmoset beasts were already left behind by his own escape.

But the two Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators escaped light, and were still chasing after them like maggots attached to bones.

As for another demon cultivator, although he resisted the Zhuxian Order, he was seriously injured and did not chase Ning Fan.

Although these demon cultivators did not know Ning Fan's background, they could see that Ning Fan was seriously injured and all his methods were used by himself and had no power to fight with any of them.

Such a person dared to kill the shark beast after he was warned by others. What this person did would definitely cause him and others to be questioned by the elders.

This boy is very hateful and deserves to be killed!

Moreover, his method of killing the shark beast made the two demon cultivators feel even more moved.

"This son condenses the sword-conscious mind, and his sword-conscious mind is far beyond the power recorded in ancient books. It is hard to say that this person has the secret technique of practicing sword-conscious mind. If he obtains this technique and dedicates it to the elders, we will definitely make great contributions!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! But the two of them did not expect that Ning Fan's obvious serious injury could still maintain the speed of escape in the early stage of the Nascent Soul and continue to fly.

Originally, the second cultivation thought that it would be easy to catch up with this person when Ning Fan's injury became worse and his escape speed decreased.

But after chasing tens of thousands of miles, Ning Fan's escape speed did not decrease at all. However, the two demon cultivators lost a lot of magic power.

"Second brother, what should I do? Should I teleport and chase after me?" asked the tall and thin demon cultivator sternly.

"No, drag it down and drag it away, it will be safer... This person's sword thought is a bit scary..." The short demon cultivator said with a serious look.

It was another tens of thousands of miles of pursuit, but Ning Fan's escape speed still did not decrease at all!

At this moment, the short demon cultivator finally realized something and said frightenedly,

"This person's escape speed has not diminished. He must have flying spirit equipment. With such a fast escape speed, it is very likely that it is Di Xuan! We have used so much mana, and this person's mana has not been consumed at all!"

"Second brother, don't be angry, hehe, Dixuan Lingyi, that's a good thing. This person is at the end of his strength. If we teleport and chase after him, we will definitely be able to capture this person and seize the spiritual equipment! That's great!"

"Good, good! How to allocate the snatched spiritual equipment!"

"Can this person have the Earthly Spirit outfit, and there are fewer treasures on his body? Brothers, are you afraid that there will be not enough sharing!"

"No matter what, that woman belongs to me!" said the short demon cultivator with a lewd smile.

"This is natural!"

The two demon cultivators looked at each other. In their eyes, Ning Fan, the seriously injured "Nin Xiang monk", was already a lamb to be slaughtered.

The two of them all activated the Yuan power of heaven and earth, and the black light flashed together, just like light spots flashing, quickly narrowing the distance with Ning Fan.

"court death!"

A cold light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes. He didn't care what this demon cultivator who came from somewhere wanted to do in the endless sea!

But if you violate yourself, you will not show mercy!

The wind and thunder wings swelled, and Ning Fan rushed straight towards the sea. Not far away, an island was reflected on the sea.

When he rushed out of the sea, the sea breeze blew, his wind and thunder wings were the fastest to escape, and he headed straight to the hanging island.

The two demon cultivators also sneered and landed at the moment when Ning Fan and Yin Suqiu fell to the island!

This island is called Hengshan Island. Although the island is hanging in the air, it is only a thousand miles away. The Hengyun Sect on the island is just a thousand-person sect that was in charge of the early stage of the Golden Pill.

When Ning Fan, Yin Suqiu and the two Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators arrived, the light of the hanging island formation trembled and immediately shattered! The spiritual-level formation could not even block these people's pace!

The ancestor of Hengyun Sect, Wang Heng! The early stage cultivator of the Golden Pill!

At this moment, he no longer had the usual arrogant look, but his eyes were full of horror!

Two Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators, as well as one seriously injured Nascent Soul, and an ancestor who is at the peak of the Golden Pill, how could these people run to their small hanging island? What do you want to do!

Fight? Fight?

Unlucky, unlucky! Why are you fighting on Lao Fu Island? How can the fluctuations in the Battle of Nascent Soul are these small islands able to bear?

"Hehe, boy, don't run away? Can't run away? Isn't it very powerful to massacre this shaman beast just now?" the short demon cultivator sneered.

"I won't run away! Since you die, I will fulfill your wishes! Black armor, kill!"

With a slap in the storage bag, a black light flashed, turned into black armor and refined corpse, and punched the tall and thin demon cultivator. With one punch, the demon cultivator's best sound shell burst out countless cracks!

Ning Fan put down the woman in his arms and condensed the remaining violent murderous aura in his body at the tip of his fingers!

"Sword pointing, cough cough cough..."

With a sound of falling, the blood coughed, but on Hengshan Island, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked!

Every mountain collapsed and turned into sword energy and sank between Ning Fan’s finger!

This finger was clearly a hundred feet away, but at the moment when he pointed to the short demon cultivator, his heart trembled and his power of death rose!

All the contempt for Ning Fan was shattered at this moment!

"Not good! This person was seriously injured and still had such a way! Escape!"

"You can't escape! The sword is aimed at the Broken Mountain!"

This finger seemed to have lit all Ning Fan's strength and turned into a peerless sword light!

The short monk looked shocked. Only late-stage monks like the Seventh Elder could use this force!

Stupid! My brothers are simply stupid!

The two of his brothers chased him was a fierce demon! He was a mad demon who broke the mountain with one finger!

Without hesitation, the short monk was extremely crazy and magic weapons, bone flutes, round shields, flying needles... magic weapons were either the best or the top-grade peaks, but under one finger, the world shook, like mountains suppressing, and the magic weapons... were all broken!

The body of the short monk was also shattered into blood mist under a shock! His Nascent Soul showed his anxious little face, and his body exploded, and he immediately pinched his hands and teleported and fled wildly.

But Ning Fan's eyes were cold and a thunder star flashed, and there was a thunder in the world, locking his Nascent Soul!

"die!"

Under his command, the thunder of heaven and earth surrendered and fell!

The short monks, the Nascent Souls are all destroyed!

And the tall and thin demon cultivator, when he saw his second brother die, was not sad at all, only... horror!
To be continued...