Liuhe Immortal Lord has always been calm and indifferent to emotions and anger, but at this moment, because of Ning Fan's killing of the poisonous dragon ancestor, he showed a rare look of shock.

He never thought that Ning Fan would have the strength to kill the Poison Dragon Ancestor, but he asked himself, he couldn't do this...

The scenes of offending Ning Fan that day flashed through his mind, and Immortal Master Liuhe couldn't help but look a little ugly. He made things difficult for Ning Fan, tested Ning Fan, and even fought with Ning Fan for the Seven Treasures Tree. Fortunately, he didn't get angry after all.

It seems that there is still a possibility of repairing the relationship between people.

Liuhe Immortal Lord is arrogant by nature and has a background in the Four Seas Sect. Naturally, he is not afraid of offending Ning Fan, but he also does not want to be too hostile to him, just because the other party has the strength that he takes seriously. In the world of cultivation, everything still depends on strength.

"I didn't expect that this Zhao Jian is so powerful, but it can be used by our Ming Sect. Now there are only two human immortals, me and Miaoyan, in the Nine Heavens Palace. If we can win over this person, we can help our Ming Sect seize the ancient passage...

"Liuhe Immortal Lord's eyes moved, as if he was thinking.

At the same time, Miaoyan Immortal moved lightly with lotus steps, his whole body was covered in lavender starlight, and he slowly walked out of the 84th Palace on the seventh floor.

The entire seventh floor of Tianque was filled with a cold aura. Being rushed by the yin aura, Miaoyan Immortal could not help but cough lightly, and her face became even paler. In this wild catastrophe, she had accumulated too many injuries, and her body

Still feeling weak.

She should have been in seclusion to heal her injuries, but she came to the Nine Heavens Palace despite her injuries. All because she was the Immortal Lord of the Ming Sect, and she still had responsibilities, and she had to contribute to the Si Ming Sect's seizure of the ancient passage.

Her expression was indifferent at first, and she moved forward slowly. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes were startled, and she raised her head and looked at the blood-red evil energy rising into the sky like a tornado.

"This evil aura, this is the aura of the Poison Dragon Ancestor... Who is so powerful that he actually killed the Poison Dragon Ancestor in this ninth heaven palace!"

The fall of the Eternal Immortal Lord is not a trivial matter, and cannot be explained without surprise.

But soon, she noticed a trace of Ning Fan's aura from the evil aura. After being slightly startled, she didn't know who the murderer was.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Zhao... Didn't he say he couldn't come to the Nine Heavens Palace, but he still came anyway? He is really a man who talks twice and means what he means." Miaoyan Xianzun pursed his lips with a slight smile, then thought of something, and raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly.

frown.

"I don't know if Fellow Daoist Zhao was injured in the battle with the Poison Dragon Patriarch. He killed an Eternal Immortal Lord. There is no way he could have escaped unscathed..." He seemed a little worried and looked in the direction of the lower sky.

Miao Yanxianzun was not surprised by Ning Fan's strength in killing the Poison Dragon Ancestor. After all, she had seen Ning Fan kill the Third Ancestor and the Fifth Ancestor before, so she knew that Ning Fan had great magical powers.

Maybe Ning Fan is not an Eternal Immortal, but his strength cannot be underestimated by anyone... For this, Miaoyan Immortal deeply agrees.

The overwhelming evil spirit roared and spread all the way, reaching the seventh level of the sky and suddenly rushing into the eighth level.

On the eighth floor of the Heavenly Palace, the yin energy is even heavier and extremely cold. On the entire eighth floor, there is only one ancient bluestone road, and several feet of thick ice is condensed on the ancient road.

The four Barbarian Ancestors and Ao Xuan were walking on the same ancient road. There was no intention of fighting among them, and all of them restrained their auras and looked cautious.

There was not a sound of wind in the sky, but there were tens of thousands of ice coffins floating lifelessly. There was dead silence all around, there was no sound, and no one dared to make a sound.

The moment the evil spirit rushed into the eighth floor, the originally dead world suddenly changed. The ice coffins began to tremble, and the coffin lids shook as if they were about to open.

In an instant, the four barbarian ancestors, Ao Xuan Immortal Lord, who were quietly rushing into the palace, suddenly raised their heads. Except for the seventh ancestor, whose face was expressionless, the expressions of the others changed drastically.

The Seventh Patriarch was in the frontmost position. He had already reached the 97th Palace on the eighth floor. He thought he would be able to enter the ninth floor soon. His expression was dull, like a zombie. He looked up at the evil aura in the sky, and then looked back.

His eyes seemed not to see anything, he was just immersed in his own world and kept moving forward.

The first generation, the second ancestor, and the fourth ancestor followed closely, with Ao Xuan at the end. Unlike the calmness of the seventh ancestor, these four people could not calm down at all, and could not ignore the evil energy that was shooting into the sky.

Evil energy! Damn it, how could there be so much evil energy! In the eighth floor, not a single breath can be released!

"No! Why is there such a strong evil spirit rushing into the eighth floor!" The Fourth Patriarch roared in his heart, but did not dare to make a sound, his eyes fixed on the floating ice coffins.

"Those things are going to be awakened by these evil spirits, oh no!" The Second Ancestor was nervous in his heart. He himself practiced Yin Death Magical Powers and was good at dealing with the evil spirits of the undead, but those magical powers had no effect on the evil spirits in this place.

"The evil spirit is so strong, which eternal immortal has fallen! I don't know who it is... We must get rid of these evil spirits, and we must not awaken those evil things!" Ao Xuan did not dare to make a sound, nor did he dare to use his spiritual thoughts to investigate.

Exploring those evil auras, one would naturally not know that the one who died was the Poison Dragon Ancestor and the one who killed was Ning Fan.

No one dared to spread their spiritual thoughts wantonly on the eighth floor, for fear of attracting the attention of those ice coffin monsters.

Just when the lids of the ice coffins were about to be opened, the first-generation Barbarian Ancestor took action decisively. His eyes were extremely nervous, and he pointed the blood-colored bone sword in his hand towards the sky, and countless bloody lights suddenly flashed in the sky.

Passed away without leaving a trace. The next moment, the evil spirit between heaven and earth slowly disappeared in the bloody light and disappeared without a trace.

As the evil spirit disappeared, the rattling ice coffins also became quiet one after another, showing no signs of being opened.

Seeing this, the first-generation barbarian ancestor just breathed a sigh of relief, while several others also relaxed their tense expressions at the same time.

"It was so dangerous, I almost woke up these ferocious creatures..." The first generation glanced at the tens of thousands of ice coffins, and felt his scalp numb.

The sleeve of his left hand seemed to have been torn off by something, exposing half of his arm. On his arm, something seemed to have torn off a piece of flesh, and the wound was bleeding with rancid black blood. With his cultivation, he could not make this happen.

Wound healing...

This wound was left by the evil things in the ice coffin. God knows how powerful the stone statue of the first barbarian ancestor was, but it was unable to resist the casual attacks of those evil things...

Any one of those vicious creatures would be terrifying.

Stroking the wound on his arm and looking at the rows of ice coffins in the sky, the first generation Barbarian Ancestor became even more numb and cautious.

Because the evil spirits that rushed up to the eighth level were instantly taken away by the first generation, and because no one dared to spread their spiritual thoughts on the eighth level to detect those evil spirits, no one, including Ao Xuan, knew why.

These evil spirits appeared because the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor died, and no one knew that the murderer was Ning Fan. Everyone was only vaguely aware that an Eternal Immortal Lord had died, but who it was was unknown.

The evil spirit came from the lower level. It seems that the person who died was either Liuhe Miaoyan or the Poison Dragon Ancestor who ran to the lower level.

The barbarian ancestors didn't care who the deceased was, but Ao Xuan was quite worried.

Could this fallen Immortal Lord be the Poison Dragon Ancestor?

The Poison Dragon Ancestor had two Twelve Nirvana magic weapons to protect himself, and a jade talisman given by the clan leader to protect his life. Even if he was besieged by several immortals at the same time, he still had a certain ability to protect himself. The one who died should not be the Poison Dragon Ancestor.

Perhaps, the mysterious monk who took away the clan leader's first energy was an Eternal Immortal. He was killed by the Poison Dragon Ancestor, so he left behind these overwhelming evil spirits.

Or maybe it was one of Liuhe and Miaoyan who was killed by the Poison Dragon Ancestor, leaving behind this overwhelming evil aura.

Ao Xuan still had a lot of confidence in the Poison Dragon Ancestor's ability to save his life. With his eyes fixed, he relied on the innate magic weapon Brahma Demon Mace to protect his body and moved forward cautiously.

Outside, the leader of the True Dragon Clan looked gloomy and held a small cyan pagoda in his hand. The tower formed its own space and enshrined the life tablets of the monks who were the immortals of the True Dragon Clan.

The leader of the True Dragon clan widened his eyes angrily. He had just given the order for Poison Dragon and Ao Xuan to detach one of them to recapture the Shi Qi. The Poison Dragon Ancestor's life card was shattered.

What does this mean? It means that it was the Poison Dragon Ancestor who went to recapture the Shi Qi. But the Poison Dragon Ancestor actually missed it.

"Waste, what a waste! Not only did he fail to regain his primordial energy, he actually lost his life! Is the mysterious monk so powerful? The Poison Dragon can't even escape! What a waste!" The leader of the True Dragon Clan laughed angrily.

Normally, the Poison Dragon Ancestor would have died, but now is a special period of fighting for the ancient passage. The death of the Poison Dragon Ancestor would be extremely detrimental to the demon clan.

There were only two demon clan immortals who entered the Nine Heavenly Palace. After the poisonous dragon ancestor died, only Ao Xuan was left. There were four barbarian ancestors from the barbarians, two immortals from the human race, and the one who took away himself

The angry mysterious monk disrupted the situation. Under such circumstances, Ao Xuan was the only one left in the demon clan...

Now, it will be very difficult for the demon clan to seize the ancient passage!

For the leader of the True Dragon Clan, primordial energy is certainly important, but seizing the ancient passage is even more important and cannot be lost!

If he had known that the Poison Dragon Ancestor would lose his life if he searched for the Shi Qi, the leader of the True Dragon Clan would never have ordered the search for the Shi Qi.

I made a mistake. The mysterious monk who took away the Qi was far more powerful than I imagined. He actually made the Poison Dragon Ancestor unable to even escape and lost his life. Okay, that's really good!

The True Dragon Ancestor suddenly flicked his sleeves, took out a gilded ancient order from his sleeves, and held it firmly in his hand.

When some demon emperors saw this scene, they gasped and exclaimed, "One billion demon seals!"

The True Dragon Ancestor did not say a word, but held the token tightly, with infinite killing intent in his heart, wishing to immediately cut Ning Fan into pieces.

Shi Qi is a small matter, but the ancient passage is a big deal. He can no longer send Ao Xuan to search for Shi Qi. He can only put this matter aside for the time being...

"The man has arrived at the 22nd Palace on the sixth floor... He is moving very fast..." The demon, who was using his magical powers, reported cautiously.

On her open painting, the blurry figure of Ning Fan walking out of the 22nd Palace on the sixth floor was projected, and she immediately reported to the True Dragon Clan Chief.

Looking at Ning Fan's blurry figure, the murderous intent in the True Dragon Clan leader's eyes became even colder, but he smiled and sneered.

"Is it the sixth level? Okay, very good! I'm not so easy to get the original Qi. When the matter of the ancient passage is over, I will definitely teach you to spit it out exactly as it is!"

When the True Dragon Clan Chief was furious, Ancient Emperor Tongtian's eyes were dark and he could not see any joy or anger.

On the huge monument in front of him, the name of the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor was completely wiped out, which meant that one of the two immortals sent by the demon clan to the Nine Heavens Palace was killed.

As a result, the demon clan has only one Immortal Lord left, while the human clan has three more, including Ning Fan...

This seemed to be extremely favorable news for the human race, but Ancient Emperor Tongtian had no joy on his face, and his expression was rather solemn.

Ancient Emperor Tongtian's eyes were fixed on the eighth position of the giant monument. The eighth position was Ning Fan's current ranking.

The Poison Dragon Ancestor went to the sixth floor, and his location was naturally displayed on the giant monument.

When Ning Fan arrived at the sixth floor, the two of them were in the same position. Immediately afterwards, the Poison Dragon Ancestor died...

"It seems that the person who killed the poisonous dragon was probably this unknown monk. This person is quite powerful. And he is still a human race, not a demon or barbarian. If this person helps, our Siming Sect can seize the ancient times.

The chance of passage will definitely increase. I am afraid that this person is from a certain secret clan..."

Ancient Emperor Tongtian's eyes darkened. Over the past four days, there were countless sects interested in the ancient passage, hoping to find the key and open the passage to enter the legendary ancient realm.

Legend has it that only by entering the Ancient Realm of Heaven and Desolation can one find enough of the three energies of Shi Nirvana and enter the realm of a saint.

Legend has it that the Wild Ancient Realm is the only way from the Dream Realm to enter the Purple Dou Immortal Realm.

Another legend...

Ancient Emperor Tongtian has a quasi-sage cultivation level, and his cultivation level has been stuck at this level for countless years. He has never been able to reach the bottleneck of a saint and cannot become a saint.

He longs to open the ancient passage and enter the ancient realm. Stepping into the realm of saints, there are many people who think like him.
To be continued...