Qingmen, dead!

"From today, there will be no more Qing tribe in the demon forest!"

Ning Fan's cold voice resounded through the sky for three hundred miles, making countless masters who spyed on this battle frightened!

His face seemed weak, but his vision was still sharp. At this moment, it might be a good opportunity to attack and kill Ning Fan, but Ning Fan waved his hand and hundreds of golden elixir beads were put into storage bags one by one by him. This move made the onlookers with ulterior motives hundreds of miles away and all the onlookers were shocked and thoughts were stopped.

If Ning Fan goes crazy again with so many rosary, it is hard to guarantee that he will not destroy another tribe!

"This guy is cruel and ruthless in his actions, crazy and elusive, and must not be provoked..."

A master who is usually more keen than the top will leave one after another to avoid getting involved in trouble.

The original idea of ​​killing Ning Fan and pleasing the Bone Emperor was put away.

Ning Fan should let the Bone Emperor deal with it personally. It is too dangerous for him to take action!

...

In the Guique Sect, the Merit Monument "has a problem" for the first time.

Ning Fan's sect contribution exceeded 2 million for the second time, reaching a terrifying value of 2.15 million, ranking fifth in the sect!

"Impossible, there is another problem with the monument of merit!"

Bai Feiteng slapped the table, his face full of shock, looking at Gui Juzi, as if he hoped Gui Juzi would clear Ning Fan's contribution for the second time.

He never believed it, and no one even believed that Ning Fan's strength could achieve such a large amount of contributions by killing the golden elixir ghosts again and again.
Chapter completed!