Before the silver dragon could fly close, it was suddenly entangled by the threads of the Dao. The dragon's body immediately burned and screamed repeatedly. Although it was screaming, the dragon's body was not much damaged, but the killing intent in the dragon's eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

It became more and more ferocious, and it was obvious that Ning Fan's slap angered the silver dragon.

"Hmph, it's a small skill. With your cultivation level, you can't exert the full power of this fan, and you can't hurt this dragon!" Poison Dragon Ancestor said disdainfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, his old eyes suddenly widened with a look of disbelief.

But I saw that something had happened to the giant silver dragon. Although it was not burned by the flames, its body was rotting bit by bit. First the dragon's tail, and then even half of the dragon's body rotted. There was a stench that reached into the sky, dirty blood flowed freely, and the body was rotten.

Below, the bones are exposed!

This is the insidious part of the Burning Cang Fan. The flames emitted by the Burning Cang Fan are not ordinary fairy fire, but corpse fire. When dealing with weak people, the Burning Cang Fan can turn them into ashes with just one blow. When encountering a strong person.

Even though the Burning Cang Fan cannot burn the enemy, it can still stun the enemy.

The Poison Dragon Ancestor didn't know the details of Fencang Fan. For a moment, he naturally couldn't figure out why the silver dragon was injured.

Ning Fan did not intend to give the Poison Dragon Ancestor a chance to think carefully. He raised his hand again and slapped another fan at the silver dragon. This fan directly turned the seriously injured dragon into fly ash and returned it to the Demon Yuan Chi.

The true identity of the magic weapon. The Clutch Sword, which was swallowed by the dragon before, was also taken back by Ning Fan.

This was the first time that Ning Fan relied on his own strength and a little bit of calculation to take advantage of the Immortal Lord!

"There is definitely something weird about this fan. Otherwise, with this cultivation level, it will definitely not be able to defeat the attack of Demon Yuan Chi!" The Poison Dragon Ancestor was secretly shocked. He looked at Fen Cang Fan with even more greed, almost determined to win it.

He was about to activate the Demonic Yuan Ruler to attack Ning Fan again, but Ning Fan activated the Burning Cang Fan first and aimed at the Poison Dragon Ancestor!

Knowing that the Burning Cang Fan was weird, the Poison Dragon Patriarch was not willing to resist the Burning Cang Fan's attack. He raised his hand and put the Demonic Ruler back into his sleeve, and slapped the Heavenly Spirit. The Heavenly Spirit Cover immediately opened, and seven purple demonic lamps flew out from it.

Protect yourself.

As soon as the fire smoke from the Burning Cang Fan approached the Poison Dragon Ancestor, the seven demon lamps immediately emitted purple light and swept away all the fire smoke. With these seven demon lamps protecting the body, the shadow of the Burning Cang Fan was used.

Even with his magical power, he couldn't even hurt the Poison Dragon Ancestor even half a cent.

"Junior, this seven-star lamp is my only twelve nirvana magic weapon. It can be used offensively and defensively. With this lamp in hand, your sinister means cannot hurt me! If you have no other means, you can die.

Got it!"

The Poison Dragon Ancestor pointed at the seven demonic lamps, and each of the seven demonic lamps immediately flew out a ball of purple fire, turning into a sea of ​​fire that stretched to the sky, and flooded towards Ning Fan.

At the same time, the Poison Dragon Patriarch was wary of Ning Fan's blood-burning. In his opinion, Ning Fan used two kinds of twelve nirvana magic weapons one after another, but neither of them took advantage.

"As long as this child's blood burns, I will immediately use the Demon Yuan Ruler to suppress his demon blood! No matter what, I will never give him a chance to burn his blood. Otherwise, once this child burns three drops of ancestral blood, there will be two more

With the Twelve Nirvana magic weapon in hand, I may not be his opponent!"

Ning Fan looked at the sea of ​​purple fire in the sky, took a deep breath, but under the puzzled gaze of the Poison Dragon Ancestor, he put away the Clutch Sword and the Burning Cang Fan one after another.

The Clutch Sword cannot hurt the Poison Dragon Ancestor, and the Burning Cang Fan cannot harm the Poison Dragon Ancestor. This is meaningless, so it is better to put it away.

His greatest reliance is not at all on the two Twelve Nirvana Immortal Treasures, not from the beginning.

Holding the candle bow in his hand tighter, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the many incense rockets circling around him suddenly appeared with great light.

Ning Fan was reluctant to use these incense arrows and wanted to keep them to fight against the Seventh Generation Barbarian Ancestor, but since the Poison Dragon Ancestor blocked the way, these arrows had to be used!

"Old Poison Dragon, do you remember what I said back then?"

Ning Fan's eyes were still flashing coldly, and he suddenly raised his candle bow. With one move of his right hand, he had already captured five six-color incense rockets and pulled out the bow string!

The moment Ning Fan bent his bow, the Poison Dragon Ancestor, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly changed his expression. He actually sensed a sense of danger of approaching death from the candle bow!

"Hiss! What kind of arrow is this? It has such a terrifying killing aura!" The Poison Dragon Ancestor's heart was filled with turmoil!

The colorful incense rocket is a legendary magical power of the True Dragon Clan. The Poison Dragon Ancestor has never seen it before, so he never knew before that what Ning Fan was about to shoot was the thing that made Zulong Zhuli famous!

The ancestral dragon Zhuli shot countless ancient powerful men with one man and one bow, and created the true dragon clan with one man's power. The most admired thing by the world is the use of colorful incense rockets.

As a bow spirit, Zhu Gong can condense killing incense into arrows. However, this bow does not obey anyone in the True Dragon Clan and has never been subdued by anyone. Therefore, no one has used this bow, and no one has condensed colorful incense rockets.

For a long time, the Zhugong Bow Spirit was enshrined in the ancestral soul pool by the True Dragon Clan, and was treated as an ancestor, until the bow was taken away by Ning Fan. The Colorful Incense Rocket has always been a legend of the True Dragon Clan, until one day

One day, in order to save his life, Zhu Gong volunteered to condense colorful incense rockets for Ning Fan...

The Poison Dragon Ancestor didn't know that Ning Fan was surrounded by the six-color and seven-color incense rockets that were famous in the history of the True Dragon Clan. Although he didn't know this, he could detect it from the five six-color incense rockets that were about to leave the string.

A sense of imminent death crisis.

Without any hesitation, the Poison Dragon Ancestor directly withdrew the sea of ​​purple fire that filled the sky. He was not prepared to use the power of the seven demon lanterns to attack Ning Fan. He randomly chose an ancient bluestone road, turned around and ran towards the seventh floor.

At this moment, he only had one thought, and that was to evacuate this place quickly. No matter what arrow Ning Fan shot, he couldn't catch it forcefully!

There is an extremely powerful force of forbidden air in the Nine Heavens Tower. Even the Poison Dragon Ancestor cannot fly away and can only run wildly with both feet.

As he ran wildly, he activated the seven-star demon lantern at the same time. The power of the demon yuan ruler protected his whole body. With a thought, his whole body was immediately covered with purple dragon scales. He actually summoned all the natal dragon scales that he had cultivated for countless years.

, just to defend against the attack of Liucaixiang’s rocket!

"You can't escape!"

At this moment, Ning Fan released the bow string, and the five six-color incense rockets let out a harsh whistling sound, and suddenly came towards the vest of the Poison Dragon Ancestor.

Even though he has been running all the way, the poisonous dragon ancestor is unable to fly away at this moment, so how can he outrun the incense rocket?

Even though he had used three layers of defense to protect his body, the Poison Dragon Ancestor still broke out in cold sweat all over his body in an instant.

This arrow came so fast that he couldn't react much at all!

He tried to turn around, but only halfway, his body was already submerged by the light of the six-colored arrows shooting into the sky, and a ruthless look immediately appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!