The world is helpless, how can one say good and evil clearly!

As a monk, once you embark on the path of monasticism, you must be prepared to kill and be killed!

"Next, Yu Kun!"

"Next, Zhao Qing!"

"Next, Chizhen!"

"Next, Ning Fan!"

Ning Fan looked at his palms. Scenes of bloody feuds echoed in his mind.

He forgot to look at other people's results. When he woke up, he realized that it was his turn.

Standing next to him were Yu Kun and Chi Zhen, both of whom smiled bitterly.

"Chi lit up 12,490 crystals, and Brother Yu lit up 9,455 crystals."

Seemingly knowing that Ning Fan had been distracted and not paying attention to the results of himself and others, Chi Zhen explained.

Both of them tried their best to release all the evil spirits, and finally resisted the backlash of their respective evil spirits.

Their Taoist hearts are not weak, and they are all chosen at the moment. Unfortunately, they met Ning Fan in this competition and finally had no chance to join the Killing Hall.

"Brother Ning, I hope you can surprise Yu again." Yu Kun encouraged.

"I don't go to the altar to light up the crystals. The purpose of this altar's existence is not to light up the crystals."

Ning Fan's eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes blank. Gradually, he felt a sad atmosphere from the blood sea altar.

Very few people can feel this sense of sadness.

Only the monks who have truly faced the killing, endured blood for a long time, are physically and mentally exhausted, but have no choice but to fight, can feel this sadness!

Walking up to the altar step by step, Ning Fan stood under the giant monument and closed his eyes. He still stretched out his hand and pressed it on the giant monument.

One stop is one day!

In his mind, the killing scenes replayed themselves.

He stood on the altar, and as the day passed, he seemed to be one with the altar!

"Strange, why has Ning Fan not lit up the crystal for so long? What is he doing?" Countless Dongtian Destiny Immortals didn't know why.

Only the old monster who was above the True Immortal could vaguely see that there was a natural Tao Yun gradually solidifying in Ning Fan's body!

Only a handful of senior figures in the Killing Hall knew that Ning Fan was doing something that few people could do!

Fei He's eyes widened as wide as camel bells, and he was so excited that he saw an even more perfect Ning Fan!

Yao Qingyun looked at Ning Fan in disbelief, clenching his teeth tightly, and there was only one sentence that came over and over in his heart.

"Separating cause and effect... He can really do it! The Great Elder guessed it right! Even the elders of Killing Hall and I can't do this kind of thing! Why can he do it!"

The Immortal King of Nether Sea's eyes were suddenly solemn as never before. He did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to open the Blood Sea Altar, just to see Ning Fan peeling off his cause and effect!

No, not only did he want to see Ning Fan peel off cause and effect, he also wanted to see another interesting thing!

Except for the killing emperors and great elders of the past, no one knows about this!

That thing is harder to do than peeling off cause and effect!

What the Immortal King of the Underworld wants to see is that scene!

"If he can really do this, our Killing Palace will not declare itself the Blood Realm and disappear from the east! There is still a possibility of continuation!"

One day, two days, three days...

Ning Fan stood on the altar for ten days!

He clearly closed his eyes, but he seemed to be able to feel the desolation of the entire Killing City, the desolation of the entire Blood Sea Star, and the desolation of the entire Blood Sea Star Territory!

That desolation is the helpless sigh that once you enter the world of cultivation, you will never be able to turn back.

The desolation is the introspection and self-inflicted pain of entering the sea of ​​blood and falling into the devil's path forever.

Ning Fan vaguely felt that there was an entrance above the Blood Sea Star, which could lead to a world in the middle thousand.

That middle thousand world is the world of killing and blood.

In the Blood Realm of Killing, there are monks and mortals. Mortals and monks actually live in the same realm, and they rarely have disputes with each other.

It was as if there was a voice telling Ning Fan that the existence of the Killing Palace was to protect the descendants of the Blood Realm...

Just to protect these descendants, the Killing Palace was established...

No one wants to be a devil when he is born, no one wants to kill the world and stain the world with blood.

No one wants to join the Killing Hall as soon as he is born and become a murderous demon killer...

In order to protect the Blood Realm, the monks of the Killing Hall killed many people.

This altar is not only to enhance the evil spirit of the monks of the Killing Hall, but more importantly, it is to help the monks of the Killing Hall to free themselves from cause and effect and wash away their sins.

What is worshiped on this altar is not the sky or the earth, but the souls killed by the monks of the Killing Hall throughout their lives!

All grudges will end with death and disappear.

Finally, Ning Fan opened his eyes, and his eyes were as clear and bright as the Big Dipper stars.

He felt that at this moment, he was one with the altar.

He opened his palms and felt that at this moment, he had an indescribable mysterious power.

Suddenly, a great magical power emitted from the altar and blessed Ning Fan.

Suddenly, Ning Fan found that he was shorter and looked more frail.

He returned to his appearance as a boy, and his cultivation seemed to disappear in an instant!

But he didn't panic. His eyes were still calm, as if he knew what would happen next.

He looked at the giant monument quietly. After a long time, the bloody figures of several young men with Pulse Pulse came out of the giant monument.

Most of these blood shadow youths are at the 2nd or 3rd level of Pimai. The leader is named Ning Feng, and his cultivation is at the 4th level of Pimai.

Ning Feng and others once wanted to spy on Ning Qingqing bathing and cheat on her, but they were led into a pack of wolves by Ning Fan and died at the mouth of the wolf spirit.

All in all, that was the first time Ning Fan killed a monk, using his mortal body to kill a monk!

Several blood shadow youths looked at the young Ning Fan with resentment in their eyes.

Young Ning Fan raised his finger, and several blood shadow boys immediately turned into blood and dispersed, submerging into young Ning Fan's body.

"You chased me, and I caused you to die among the wolves. The grudges of the past will be wiped out!"

The old monster here gradually came back to his senses.

They didn't know that Ning Fan was stripping away cause and effect and washing away his sins. They just vaguely saw that the scene at the altar represented that Ning Fan had once used his mortal body to shady the monks to death.

"Mortals kill monks! How could this boy be so ruthless even before he entered the path of cultivation?" Some old monsters exclaimed.

Who has never been weak? Who has not cultivated step by step from the body of an ordinary person?

There are countless powerful people here, but no one can kill the monks in a mortal body. From this point of view, Ning Fan is already very extraordinary from the beginning of a mortal body.

There was a flash of light on the altar. Ning Fan's figure had grown slightly taller, and his cultivation level had reached the fifth level of Pulse Pulse.

Among the giant monuments, a black-robed Rong Ling stepped out. It was Wu Nannan, the elder of the Tianli Sect who once plotted against the paper crane.

"Pulse the fifth level, kill the melting spirit!" This time, many old monsters showed surprise.

Ning Fan used his mortal body to kill Pimai, and used his body to kill Rongling. Could it be that he had surpassed the level of killing like this all the way!

The blood shadow of Wu Southeast looked at Ning Fan, with resentment in his eyes and more of fear.

"The grudge between you and me is over, just leave!"

Ning Fan pointed a finger, and the blood shadow immediately turned into blood and dispersed, disappearing into Ning Fan's body.

There was a flash of light on the altar, and the young man Ning Fan's figure had grown slightly taller, and his cultivation had reached the early stage of soul fusion.

This time, the blood shadows of countless Tianli Sect monks flew out of the giant monument.

Among them, there are many golden elixirs!

These monks all died under the great formation of mountains and rivers!

"Rong Ling Slaying Golden Pill, and killed more than one Golden Pill!" More and more old monsters showed surprise.

The blood shadows of Tianli Sect are not all, Ning Fan's killings when he merged with spirits were not a few.

Countless blood shadows of demons, ghosts, forest ghost cultivators flew out from the giant monument, and countless blood shadows of monster tides and beasts flew out from the giant monument.

Among those blood shadows, there are countless golden elixirs and even Nascent Souls!

"This boy actually killed Nascent Soul when he was merging spirits!" Some old monsters had already expressed shock.

"The grudges of the past can be wiped out with one stroke!"

With the young man Ning Fan's pointing, countless blood shadows exploded into blood light and disappeared into his body.

In a flash of light, the boy Ning Fan has become a young man and has transformed into a Nascent Soul.
To be continued...