Eighty feet!

More sword shadows stabbed out from the iron tower, which could no longer be burned out by the demonic fire. Ning Fan raised his hand and held up twenty-four demonic flags to stop them!

It was after killing He Zu that he obtained the first innate low-grade attack magic weapon, [Five Poison Flags]!

Seventy feet!

Sixty feet!

Fifty feet!

One after another, black figures wearing ink robes with ten-yang gold patterns embroidered on the corners of their clothes, wearing crying and laughing masks, flew out of the iron building. The last ones were all immortals, and they were the Immortal King and the Immortal Emperor.

There are actually many shadows!

Naturally, Ning Fan was not so arrogant as to think that he could fight against so many powerful shadows!

Instantly merging with the black cat and fully opening the body of the God-Destroying Giant, Ning Fan then launched countless magic weapons into the air.

Five Poison Flags, Gathering Spirit Gate, Five Elements Bottle, Treasure Searching Compass, Black Immortal Cloud, Flooded One Realm Bottle, Seven Treasures Tree, God Refining Cauldron...

There are dozens of magic weapons with twelve nirvanas, and hundreds of magic weapons with twelve nirvanas and below!

The sky full of light suddenly hit countless black shadows. As for Ning Fan, he took the opportunity to continue approaching the iron tower instead of fighting with those black shadows.

Forty feet!

Thirty feet!

Twenty feet!

Ten feet!

Circles of halo containing the aura of the third step appeared strangely on Ning Fan's path. Without exception, those halos were the rings of the First Saint that only the First Saint had. They were the true magical powers of saints. With Ning Fan,

The God-Destroying Shield was so powerful that it was actually unable to break through those haloes of saints, and crossed the last ten feet to reach the Sword Ancestor.

Instead, he was so shocked by the halo that he vomited blood.

"Can I just watch the Sword Ancestor disappear..."

Ning Fan gritted his teeth and looked unwilling, rushing towards the halo of the saint again and again, but naturally it was impossible to break away from that level of magical power.

Tens of breaths later, Sword Ancestor was covered in white bones, and most of them were gone.

Seeing that Ning Fan was still charging in his direction, Sword Ancestor sighed quietly, raised his hand, and a huge aura came out, which instantly suppressed all the forces in the world that hindered Ning Fan from approaching her.

All the eternal shadows collapsed!

Blast away all the halos of the Beginning Saint!

With every move of his hands and feet, he seemed to have the sword energy to kill all the gods and demons, looking down at the heaven and earth!

Ning Fan, who had lost all obstacles, was stunned for a moment, then broke through the last ten feet and landed on the nine-story iron building.

If he relied on himself, he would not be able to do this. Thanks to Sword Ancestor...

The moment he stepped onto the Iron Tower, the building was filled with terrifying sealing power, which directly cut off all of Ning Fan's cultivation. It was no longer possible for Ning Fan to maintain his body as a God-Destroying Giant, and he returned to his original form, making it even more difficult for the mana in his body to operate.

After losing all his strength, he almost collapsed to the ground.

After finally regaining his balance, Ning Fan resisted the power of the seal and walked towards the throne of Sword Ancestor little by little. When he got closer, he found helplessly that with his little skills, he could not stop Sword Ancestor from being destroyed into ashes.

What destroyed the Sword Ancestor was the power of the Great Dao at the third step level... No, it was not just the third step, it might even be higher...

This is a terrifying power unimaginable in the Dharma-ending dream world!

The Sword Ancestor raised his hand to break the Ring of the First Saint, but even she couldn't resist this power!

"Senior, what happened? Why did such a change happen as soon as I saw you?" Ning Fan sighed and asked.

Sword Ancestor opened his mouth to speak, but was unable to convey any more words, and could only remain silent with Ning Fan.

She died countless years ago.

The so-called Bone Lady is nothing more than her remains, with a trace of obsession, holding on until now.

But now, after meeting Ning Fan, even this obsession has disappeared...

As a cultivator, how could Ning Fan fail to see this? He just saw it, but he didn't understand it.

"Could it be that the last obsession of the great Sword Ancestor before his death was to see me? Therefore, after seeing me, the obsession disappeared and was wiped out by reincarnation..." Ning Fan had a guess, but he couldn't believe this inference.

.

"I don't understand. Although I was brought out of Butterfly's hometown by my seniors, this matter does not seem to be enough to cause such a big obsession for my seniors. I don't know whether there was some huge cause and effect between my seniors and me.

Of..." Ning Fan asked in confusion.

Silence, still silence.

"After the senior disappeared, it seems that the karma I owed you cannot be repaid." Ning Fan smiled bitterly.

Jianzu remained silent.

"What's the matter with this key? It seems to have been transformed by your tears. It can open the giant door to the wild world here." Ning Fan took out the Gray Tears Key that flew out of the Scripture Deposit Tower.

Sword Ancestor glanced at the key, his emotions became complicated, but he remained silent.

"When I started practicing Taoism, I met a woman who looked almost the same as you, but her aura was completely different from yours. But I have a feeling that she and you have a certain connection, and it is not a simple connection like reincarnation, but

It’s something else…”

Still silent.

"There is also a woman in Jidan Sanctuary who looks very similar to you. She is another one of the five great benevolences, named after Shi Feng. This great benevolence seems to have many plans for her, and she seems to be a very scheming person.

As for women, all the experiences I had when I came to Jidan Sanctuary seemed to have a trace of cause and effect with her, either by coincidence or not..."

Ten bees?

This name finally caused a ripple in Sword Ancestor's emotions, and that ripple was anger.

But after the anger, there is bitterness.

Unable to speak, I could only remain relatively silent.

"Do you... like me?"

Ning Fan subconsciously asked this question.

This is an intuition.

Intuition made him speak like this, because according to his speculation, Jianzu's obsession with death was related to him. The longing hidden deep in Jianyi seemed to be related to him. It could make a woman care about a man so much.

, mostly related to love. But after speaking like this, Ning Fan suddenly blushed and felt a little inappropriate. He was really not ashamed to ask such a direct question.

Regarding this question, Sword Ancestor was silent for a moment and then actually chose to shake his head.

Ning Fan suddenly felt like he was being sentimental. He smiled awkwardly and said to Jianzu, "Senior, I'm sorry," and "I'm offended."

In his heart, he secretly thought that when he was a butterfly in the true world, he must not have owed any huge karma to Sword Ancestor. Otherwise, how could he make such a strange woman like Sword Ancestor miss him so much that she would become obsessed with him, even leaving his corpse behind?

If you are willing to dissipate, you must see him once before you are willing to dissipate...

And this kind of obsession seems to have nothing to do with feelings... Between men and women, if it is not an emotional debt, then it is... interests?

It’s confusing, it’s confusing…

"I can't stop the disappearance of my senior... With my cultivation, the only thing I can do for my senior is to see him off. I'm sorry..." Ning Fan said with a bitter smile.

His body's instinct was not to let the Sword Ancestor disappear like this, but he couldn't do it...

Sword Ancestor's mood fluctuated slightly, as if he was a little unhappy due to the influence of Ning Fan's senior titles.

As time flew by, she finally almost dissipated. With difficulty, she raised her palm, which was only white bones, and stretched it to Ning Fan's hand. She didn't know whether she wanted to hold Ning Fan's hand or do something else.

, anyway, it was stretched out halfway and then retracted.

Behavior is extremely strange.

Until it finally turned into fly ash and disappeared into smoke, she did not take that step.

So there was never a chance.

"A generation of great emperors actually disappeared like this."

"Why is this great emperor's obsession before he dies, to see me..."

Ning Fan felt a little sad, and after thinking about it, he collected the ashes of Jian Zu, stored them in a jade box, and kept them carefully.

She thought that if she could go to the real world one day, she would bury the bones of Sword Ancestor in her hometown. This might be able to repay the debt she owed to Sword Ancestor...

The unknown sadness in his heart suddenly welled up, making Ning Fan feel shocked and helpless.

This was not the first time that things related to Sword Ancestor strangely aroused his weird emotions.

After arriving at the Holy Land of Jidan, everything he encountered seemed to have a layer of fog. He didn't know how many brain cells he had lost during a trip to the Holy Land.

Today's encounter with Sword Ancestor was the first of many strange things.

It was completely baffling, but there was an indescribable emotion stuck in my heart.

When he was on his way, Long Sanchui told him many stories.
To be continued...