Ning Fan's eyes were cold and ruthless as he examined Mo Yuanzi who came to seize the treasure.

As a human being, he has always been someone who doesn't offend me and I don't offend others. If Mo Yuanzi insists on causing trouble for him, he will not show mercy.

With only a brief glance, he saw through Mo Yuanzi's cultivation. This person should have been in the early stage of Suinian when he was at his peak, but at this moment, he could only use his early stage strength, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Ning Fan looked at the spirit boat again. The spirit boat was pretty good. It was an escape treasure from the Seventh Nirvana the day after tomorrow. Mo Yuanzi came in a boat. There were tens of thousands of monks on the spirit boat. Most of them had mediocre cultivation. Only

At their peak, more than ten people had higher cultivation than Du Zhen and could make Ning Fan take a second look, but that was all.

"Are you sure you want to seize this Kong Kong Stone?"

The evil aura in Ning Fan's eyes was too strong, and that evil aura made Mo Yuanzi feel a chill in his heart. If Mo Yuanzi saw it right, the evil aura on Ning Fan's body was still very new, and within a few hours, he would definitely kill anyone who had passed the middle stage of Suinian Nian.

Only monks are right...

The closer he looked at Ning Fan, the more sense of crisis Mo Yuanzi felt in his heart. A string of black jade beads worn on his left wrist suddenly lit up faintly.

Of the eighteen beads, eleven of them lit up at once! Seeing this, Mo Yuanzi took a breath of air again.

"Eleven! What is the origin of this person? He is so demonic!"

This Buddhist bead is a kind of Buddhist magic weapon, called 'Thus I Hear the Pearl'. Each Buddhist bead is made from the relics of Buddhist monks. It has the magical power to detect the demonic nature of demons. The more lit up beads, it means that

The more demonic the other party is.

Generally speaking, the more accomplished an old monster is in the devil's way, the more demonic it is in his body. Such old monsters tend to have more powerful magical powers and should not be provoked.

Mo Yuanzi himself is a demon who has killed countless people, and his demonic nature is extremely strong. However, if I measure the demonic nature by hearing the beads, I can only light up six beads.

Throughout his life, he traveled across Beitian and met many ancestors of the demonic path. In Beitian Immortal Realm, in the Realm of Broken Thoughts, there are only a few people who can make more than ten Buddhist beads light up, and these few people are all

The peerless demons in the late stage of Suinian and above are all people that Mo Yuanzi cannot afford to offend.

Ning Fan can make eleven of my hearing beads light up like this, what does this mean!

Mo Yuanzi was secretly frightened. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Ning Fan was hiding something secretly. Putting all the signs together, Mo Yuanzi almost immediately concluded that Ning Fan was not someone to be trifled with and it was not appropriate to offend this person!

"This person can kill demon cultivators in the middle stage of Shainian Nian, and the demonic nature in his body has reached the eleven-bead level... It would be unwise to provoke such a powerful demon just for a piece of sky-penetrating stone!"

Mo Yuanzi's expression changed rapidly, and when he looked at Ning Fan again, his greedy expression disappeared.

He pretended to be calm, but he was uneasy in his heart. He bowed his hands in the direction of Ning Fan and smiled cheekily. He replied,

"I was just joking with fellow Taoist just now. How could I really snatch your Taoist's Kong Kong Stone? Fellow Taoist, please don't misunderstand me. Fellow Taoist seems to be injured. I have some elixirs here, so I will give them to you.

Fellow Taoist, it’s a good relationship. Ahem...I’ll go ahead and not disturb fellow Taoist’s healing. Farewell, farewell..."

Mo Yuanzi took out a bottle of elixir that he had snatched from somewhere. He flicked it with his finger and gave it to Ning Fan.

Then he hurriedly turned the ship around, fearing that staying here any longer would cause Ning Fan displeasure.

"Just grab a bottle of elixir and try to fool today's events... It's not enough!"

Playing with the elixir bottle in his hand, Ning Fan sneered slightly, and suddenly stood up directly from the Kongkong Stone. With a little golden light under his feet, he disappeared into the dark clouds together with the Kongkong Stone.

Almost at the same time, a huge boulder with golden light appeared out of thin air on the bow of the spirit boat. No one could see clearly how the boulder appeared.

Ning Fan's figure in white clothes and red light appeared together. The only one here who could see Ning Fan's movement clearly was Mo Yuanzi.

"What a terrible escape! When I was in my prime, far away!"

Mo Yuanzi took a breath of air-conditioning and secretly complained in his heart. He became more and more convinced that Ning Fan was not to be trifled with. When he saw Ning Fan walking towards him, he knew that this person wanted to accuse him.

He secretly thought that he had already given Ning Fan a bottle of elixir as an apology. If Ning Fan caused trouble for him again, it would be a bit aggressive.

He couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If he had known Ning Fan earlier, he would never have said harsh words to Ning Fan. He would have simply caused trouble for himself...

Mo Yuanzi was not afraid of trouble when it came to his door. Although he was beating a drum in his heart, he snorted coldly with a look of anger on his face and said,

"I was just joking with fellow Taoist. I have already given you a bottle of elixir to apologize. Fellow Taoist, please don't bully others too much!"

Speaking of this, Mo Yuanzi suddenly released an aura, and wherever the aura enveloped the tens of thousands of monks, they all felt hot and unbearable.

The way of this person is fire!

What this person cultivates is not ordinary fire, but... black fire!

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly startled. This aura of black fire was very similar to the technique of the Black Demon Sect...

In the world, the Black Demon Sect in Beitian is not the only one who has the skills to cultivate black fire, but the black fire on Mo Yuanzi's body is undoubtedly from someone who has practiced the Black Demon Sect's skills, but there are some differences...

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The Black Demon Sect is Lao Mo's sect, and it is also Ning Fan's sect. Seeing the black fire, Ning Fan's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence. His originally cold eyes softened slightly and he asked lightly.

"Your Excellency's Black Fire seems to have some connection with the Black Demon Sect of Beitian. I wonder what your relationship is with the Black Demon Sect, and where did the method of cultivating the Black Fire come from?"

Mo Yuanzi was startled, not expecting Ning Fan to ask this question. He could vaguely see that when the Beitian Black Demon Sect was mentioned, the hostility in Ning Fan's eyes diminished.

With a sly look in his eyes, Mo Yuanzi patted his storage bag, took out a dark token and showed it to Ning Fan.

That token was clearly the guest token of the Beitian Black Demon Sect. On the token was engraved the three characters Mo Yuanzi. However, this token was extremely old, at least millions of years old.

"When I was young, I had an old relationship with the former leader of the Black Devil Sect, Black Devil. I once served as a guest in the Black Devil Sect, so naturally I know some of the Black Fire Methods of the Black Devil Sect."

"Black Devil..." Ning Fan remembered that Old Demon Master's master seemed to be called Black Devil...

The Mo Yuanzi in front of him was actually related to a certain generation of his ancestors, and he had also been a guest of the Black Demon Sect...

"Since your Excellency has an old relationship with the Black Demon Sect, today's matter will be settled here."

Ning Fan sighed, he was a harsh man who must retaliate, but he also attached great importance to emotions. If Mo Yuanzi had a connection with the Black Demon Sect, he would not cause trouble for Mo Yuanzi.

Mo Yuanzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that fortunately he had been in the Black Demon Sect for a while, otherwise what happened today would never have been so easy to reveal.

He secretly murmured in his heart that although the Black Devil Sect had once prospered, it had long since declined and there were only a few strong ones. Ning Fan could tell at first glance that he had a close relationship with the Black Devil Sect. He just didn't know what his origins were with the Black Devil Sect...

Seeing Ning Fan turning around to leave, Mo Yuanzi rolled his eyes and had other thoughts.

"Although this man is injured, he is extremely strong. If he can stay on my boat, it will definitely be safer to escape this way."

Thinking of this, Mo Yuanzi immediately advised Ning Fan, "My fellow Taoist is injured, why don't you go with me and others so that we can take care of each other."

"Come with us?"

Ning Fan was slightly startled, and after pondering for a moment, he nodded and agreed to Mo Yuanzi's invitation.

It didn't matter whether he was going with Mo Yuanzi. He was originally going to save Miaoyan Xianzun. If he went with Mo Yuanzi, he would have an extra helper. He would be more sure of rescuing Miaoyan Xianzun.

"Haha, my Taoist friend is very powerful. It's great to be able to walk with me! I, Mo Yuanzi, don't know what you call me?"

"Zhao Jian." Ning Fan calmly gave a pseudonym.

His true identity is too sensitive. It would be fine if he didn't wear the ghost mask. Now that he wears the ghost mask, he really doesn't want to expose Ning Fan's name too much.

"It turns out to be fellow Daoist Zhao. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He said disrespectful. But Mo Yuanzi narrowed his eyes and thought that this name seemed strange. He had never heard of it before, so it was probably a pseudonym. He didn't mind, and smiled.

asked,

"Now that the wilderness is facing a crisis, I and all my fellow human Taoists are looking for the two Immortal Lords of Wan Yuan and Liuhe in order to seek shelter. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zhao knows where the two Immortal Lords are now?"

"What a coincidence, Zhao has the whereabouts of the Immortal Miaoyan in his hands."

Ning Fan took out a blank jade slip, carved the birth route on the jade slip, and gave it to Mo Yuanzi.

The destination of this life gate route is the life gate interface that is separated from the death gate interface where Miaoyan Xianzun is.

Mo Yuanzi was slightly startled. He just asked casually, but he didn't expect to actually ask about the whereabouts of Miaoyan Xianzun.

After taking the jade slip and taking a closer look, Ning Fan's face was hidden and no expression could be seen. But Ning Fan still saw a trace of suspicion from the corner of Mo Yuanzi's eyes.

"Are fellow Taoists doubting the authenticity of this route?" Ning Fan asked expressionlessly.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are joking. Now that the wilderness is in danger, human monks like us must work together to save our lives. I think my fellow Taoist will not give false information and make an unwise move to murder me."

The doubt in Mo Yuanzi's eyes did not diminish, but after pondering for a moment, he still activated the spirit boat and flew away in the direction given by Ning Fan.

I hope that if we follow this route, we can really find the Immortal of Wonderful Words...

Now that the wilderness is being robbed, monks from all races want to find two human immortals as soon as possible to seek shelter, and Mo Yuanzi is no exception.

He made a secret with his ten fingers, and the speed of the spirit boat under his feet gradually accelerated. This boat is called Mo Yuan Zhou, which is the magic weapon used by Mo Yuanzi to cultivate his life and life. Its level has reached the seventh nirvana of the day after tomorrow. The escape is quite astonishing, but only those who are familiar with it can

Zhou Ling's Mo Yuanzi can control it freely.

"Fellow Taoist, please heal your wounds first. I will take you to this place to look for Miaoyan Immortal Lord." Mo Yuanzi said with a smile.

"That's fine."

Seeing that the boat was not slow to escape, Ning Fan nodded, suddenly raised his hand, and pointed at the sky-piercing stone on the bow of the boat. Following this point, the sky-piercing stone emitted a faint light, and the dragon-shaped dark clouds far away in the void

, immediately moved in one piece and floated towards the spirit boat.

As soon as they approached, hundreds of black mist ropes immediately flew out from the dark clouds and were tied to the stern of the spirit boat. The sky-piercing power of the sky-piercing stone blessed the spirit boat, and the spirit boat's escape immediately increased by several percent. The dark clouds were actually

Attached to the spirit boat, it speeds along with it.

From a distance, it looks like the spirit boat is dragging the dark clouds forward. In fact, it is the sky-piercing stone that is guiding the spirit boat and the beasts to fly.

After doing all this, Ning Fan sat cross-legged under the Sky-piercing Stone and continued to heal his wounds. On the spirit boat, many monks already exclaimed in surprise.

"What is this dark cloud!" Tens of thousands of monks on the boat looked at the huge dark cloud behind the spirit boat, and they were all confused and didn't know what the dark cloud was.

It is difficult for ordinary monks' eyesight and spiritual thoughts to penetrate the dark clouds and see clearly the 200,000 savage beasts hiding under the dark clouds.
To be continued...