Ning Fan flew leisurely in the bloody fairy clouds, carrying two women and one marten, and flew for the last time in the third area.

After today, he will leave, and someday he will enter the Demon Ghost Forest again. Mu Weiliang and Ning Honghong were both a little silent. As for Xiao Diao, his head was penetrated into Ning Fan's storage bag and selected the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine. She needed a large amount of spiritual medicine to restore her strength. At present, she could only take it from Ning Fan's pocket, right?

As long as it was not a necessary thing, Ning Fan would take it with her. After all, it would be impossible for Ning Fan to traverse the third area without the help of the little diaper. Although from the beginning to the end, this lazy little diaper, no ghost, helped to kill... With the help of her, it was just the pressure of her demonic energy...

"Is that the pressure of the Fragment Void-level master... Just relying on the pressure, you can suppress the enemy... Fragment Void is very strong..."

A trace of yearning appeared in Ning Fan's eyes. One day, he would definitely break through the Shuxu and become the supreme figure in the Rain Realm!

In the third area, the fog is thicker and seems to be responsive to the atmosphere, and a dark and cold silk rain continues to fall.

Ning Fan opened his magic power, and the raindrops could no longer fall on everyone. In this atmosphere, Xianyun walked all the way outside the Red Tribe.

Ning Fan entered the red division with his front feet, and his back feet were everywhere, and panic sounds of alert came from all sides, and a formation light began to light up one after another. There was also a scared old man in the red robe who led more than a dozen late-stage masters of the Jindan stage and stood in the sky, looking at Ning Fan as if he was facing a great enemy.

The "Raging Red Devil" Chi Qianli, the old monster who was shocked by Ning Fan's strange means!

"My friend Zhou Ming, why are you visiting the Hongmen today?" Chi Qianli laughed dryly, but he had already held up a storage bag in his hand, containing 100 rosary beads. As long as Ning Fan asked for the rosary beads, he would immediately hand over it.

I'm afraid, he is really afraid of Ning Fan. The Red Division is not much stronger than the Qing Division, and even the protective formation is far inferior to the Qing Division. Chi Qianli doesn't think that he can block Ning Fan's wrath.

"Senior Chi was joking. Zhou did not come here to cause trouble today, but instead sent two fellow Taoists from your tribe back to the tribe. Next, he had to go to other tribes."

As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, Ning Honghong took Mu Weiliang with her eyes slightly red, flew down the fairy clouds, and flew beside Chi Qianli, in front of a woman in red.

"My subordinate Ning Honghong (Mu Weiliang) has met the Great Elder and the Elder's Lady!"

Chi Qianli is ruthless in killing people, but he has a wife who is very kind to the ghosts of the tribe. Compared to the indifference of the Qing tribe, the Red tribe is very humane.

The female cultivator in red has the late stage of the Golden Pill cultivation, and has kind eyes. She usually takes great care of Ning Honghong and Mu Weiliang.

Along the way, Ning Honghong and Mu Weiliang repeatedly told Ning Fan not to be rude to the Hong tribe. Otherwise, with Ning Fan's personality, he would use the broken alchemy tripod to smash the Hong tribe twice, and take some benefits.

"You are... Honghong, Weiliang! You are back!" Chi Qianli had not seen the second daughter yet, but his wife was already choked and excited, not disguised.

It seems that Mrs. Chi has a very deep relationship with the two daughters.

"Did you save Honghong and Weiliang? How do I thank you... I just don't thank you. Please Mr. Zhou Ming, please accept it..."

The female cultivator in red took off Chi Qianli's storage bag and handed it to Ning Fan together with her own, thanking her for no reason.

As soon as the storage bag was taken off, Chi Qianli's face immediately changed drastically, as if he had swallowed a fly, his face looked ugly.

He had just bought a top-grade peak magic weapon, and there were countless spiritual medicines in storage bags to be used to break through the realm of fake infants, but he never thought that he would be given to someone by his wife.

"Madam...This...My friend Zhou Ming, no need for a thank-you gift..."

But as soon as he spoke, the female cultivator in red glared at him, "Talk too much! Compared to the safety of Honghong and Weiliang, what is the mere little magic weapon?"

Immediately, Chi Qianli closed his mouth in anger. He was so murderous that he did not dare to anger his wife at all.

Shy! Fear! In an instant, these two words came to Ning Fan's mind, making him shake his head and chuckle.

This red body is a bit interesting. No wonder the two girls will come back no matter what they say...

This is the home of Ning Honghong and Mu Weiliang, the home after death.

With this female cultivator in red, I think the two girls will not be bullied again.

"No need. Honghong, I have a very cold relationship with her. I just sent her home, so why do I need to thank you?"

Ning Fan gently pushed open the two storage bags, looked at the two girls deeply, hugged the little marten, and walked away from the clouds.

I didn’t say anything extra. I said everything I should say. Besides, it would only add to my sadness. It would be better to be more carefree.

His figure gradually disappeared into the dark fog that has never diminished all year round, and it is difficult to see clearly.

Suddenly, the figure suddenly had a magic power, scattering black fog, standing on the top of a green mountain, and a distance of ten miles, bowed to the two girls, smiled,

"I'll be back."

In an instant, whether it was the shy Mu Weiliang or Ning Honghong, who was hard on the outside and soft on the inside, his eyes turned red for no reason.

Will he come back...

And this farewell figure is hard to forget and remember in this life.

He bowed his hand and smiled at the mountains and rivers. He was so free and easy...

Gradually, the female cultivator in red seemed to see something from the expressions of the two girls. She sighed slightly. Of course, the two geniuses of the Red Tribe were attracted to a boy at the same time...

When Chi Qianli saw that Ning Fan did not accept the storage bag, he was overjoyed. He took the storage bag from his wife and couldn't put it down and tied it back to his waist. His favorability for Ning Fan rose to the extreme for the first time.

"That little friend Zhou Ming is a good person! I didn't rob me of my storage bag, I... I am so grateful to him!"

...

After leaving the Red Tribe, Ning Fan headed straight to the Purple Tribe. The two girls left, and the fairy clouds suddenly became deserted, leaving only one man and one marten.

The little mink in his arms asked with a little confusion, "It's really rare for you to not get up early without profit, and you won't snatch things or accept thank you gifts."

"Is it rare..."

Ning Fan smiled slightly, and poked a part of Xiao Diao with his fingers... In an instant, Xiao Diao was extremely embarrassed and annoyed. He wanted to touch Ning Fan's palm, but he was afraid of biting Ning Fan. Invisibly, his strength became much lighter.

"Shameless!"

"Is that so? This is the first time I've hit this place where I've broken the Void Cultivator. Well, it seems that there is no difference from an ordinary woman... This finger is considered a punishment for you to laugh at me."

"Bah! Do you dare to punish me, do you really think I am your slave? Wait until I recover my cultivation..."

She spoke fiercely, but she had no murderous intention and was just pretending.

Ning Fan's shameless image improved infinitely for the first time in Xiao Diao's heart. She said angrily, "I really want to see what kind of master can teach you a rogue disciple..."

"Well, my master, his rogue level is rarely comparable to anyone in the four heavens and nine realms. One day, you may be able to see him."

While chatting and laughing, one man and one marten had already flew over the purple tribe. This time, there was no noisy scene. Some were just regular light defenses and an old fisherman who came over in the sky.

Chu Chen!

He looked at Ning Fan deeply, slightly surprised. He thought that he had never underestimated Ning Fan, but after hearing that Ning Fan destroyed Qing with one hand and ran in the third area, he was still shocked.

When he saw the little marten in Ning Fan's arms, Meichen, the old man's face turned solemn, and he knelt down in the sky.

"Sinner Chu Chen, have met Emperor Lan!"

“No gifts…”

The little diak's voice was cold and noble, which made Ning Fan feel a little strange.

She rushed out of Ning Fan's arms, wrapped herself in Ning Fan's clothes, and then transformed into a luxurious woman in a white robe.

Ning Fan's robe was worn on her, making her charming and charming, adding a manly heroic spirit.

Her eyes were indifferent and powerful, and this pressure made Ning Fan slightly alarmed.

This is, is the real little marten? It is gorgeous in the world, confusing all living beings, has a shocking cultivation, and is lonely and indifferent...

"The crime of rebellion that day was caused by a cause, but the crime of death can be avoided, and the crime of living cannot be escaped... Chu Chen, please cut off your finger." As soon as her faint words fell, Chu Chen immediately felt like he was granted a general amnesty. He slapped the storage bag, took out a short sword magic weapon, and severely cut off the little finger of his left hand.

There is no trace of resentment, but there is a long and relaxed breath like liberation.

Chu Chen knew that according to Meichen's previous temper, even if the rebels did not die, they would have to nullify their cultivation. Unexpectedly, he only cut off one finger. When did Meichen become so tolerant...

His eyes fell on Ning Fan, and he secretly guessed that Meichen's changes were all brought by this young man?

Chu Chen would never have thought about how Ning Fan disciplined Meichen...the process was too undescribable, and I think Ning Fan himself would not say it.

"You go, don't worry about me..."

Meichen's lotus steps moved lightly and landed in the purple tribe. His words were cold, but when he turned around, Ning Fan found that Meichen's shoulders trembled slightly.

“Pretty like…”

He teased lightly, turned around and left, disappearing into the mist, but just as Ning Fan left, Meichen suddenly turned around and sent a message to remind him.

"Be careful with the Bone Emperor... His clone cannot find you, and may be able to move his true body and descend to his soul to chase you..."

"Is that right? If he comes to his soul and descends to his soul, I will let his soul suffer a good injury and solve some trouble for you..."

Ning Fan's heart warmed up and returned with a message.

He is not afraid of the Bone Emperor's soul coming. What is the Bone Emperor powerful is the bones, the soul... soft, should I burn it with the soul burning magic power?

The Bone Emperor doesn't know him!

The Bone Emperor didn't know his methods!

Ning Fan may not be unable to cheat the Bone Emperor!

...

In the first area, a disciple from the second level of Pimai is escaping the pursuit of a ghost from the third level of Pimai.

This is a 15 or 16-year-old boy with ordinary appearance and his clothes are not luxurious, and his name is Wang Yao.

He fled to a cliff and had nowhere to escape. He looked at the ghost chasing him, the ghost's bloody mouth, and showed a look of despair.

The ghost got closer and closer, and Wang Yao was so scared that he trembled and fell to the ground.

But at this moment, a trace of crystal-like soul power jumped out from nowhere and penetrated into the young heavenly spirit.

The boy screamed and died. But the next moment, the body stood up in a daze.

And the moment the corpse stood up, the ghost on the third level of the vein seemed to see something incredible, and instinctively showed a terror.

"Hmph, the vein-breaking ghost dares to attack me and seek death!"

The corpse sneered and pointed out, and the light of the bone hit the ghost. The ghost immediately screamed and was wiped out.

The spiritual thoughts of the corpse swept out and were all clear within dozens of miles.

"Haha, I came to this young man with a trace of true soul, and found the madman who hurt my clone and killed him!"

A trace of the true soul of the Bone Emperor actually came to Wang Yao and took him to death.

Doesn’t this mean that the Bone Emperor’s body can leave the Demon Ghost Forest?

"First of all, eat some little kids and improve your magic power back to the peak of the Golden Pill..."

"Wang Yao's eyes moved, and the escape light flashed, sank into the forest, sweeping across the first and second areas.
Chapter completed!