It was Ning Fan who turned on the cross halo in front of Black Rope's almost demented gaze and punched him with his backhand.

Heisheng felt that the giant fist of the golden flame giant in front of him was getting closer and closer, and a punch hit his entire body. In terms of punch strength, this punch was not enough to cause serious damage to him, but it had a strange god-destroying power.

, passed into his body through the power of the fist, causing his internal organs to collapse, spurting blood wildly, his vision went black, he actually lost consciousness and passed out.

Ning Fan knocked Heisheng unconscious with just one punch, but it was still difficult to actually kill Heisheng.

According to the strength of the black rope's Qi and blood, Ning Fan would at least need to use the Ancient Demon Mountain Breaking Strike to attack him continuously for several days before he could kill him...

It's a pity that the Dark Tribe people won't give him a chance to kill their own monsters...

Tsk tsk tsk!

The figures of five dark tribe quasi-sages broke into the void at the same time. One person rescued the black rope and protected it, while the other four surrounded Ning Fan.

"Why, didn't the noble say he wouldn't send a quasi-sage to duel with me? He was indeed lying to me."

Ning Fan frowned slightly and looked at the five Dark Saints. He knew very well that at this moment, although all four of his cultivation levels had entered the Eternal Realm and he had even created an Eternal True Body, his combat effectiveness had not increased much. At most, he was at his limit.

, from killing the Immortal Emperor of Six Tribulations instantly, to killing the Immortal Emperor of Seven Tribulations painstakingly, and fighting eight tribulations.

Wanting to duel with a real quasi-sage is still not enough!

Being able to knock out the black rope with one punch was a trick. He borrowed the God-Destroying Power brought by the God-Destroying Shield. If he were to fight between equals, with his improved cultivation, he would not have a 10% chance of winning even if he risked his life...

"I didn't expect that you, a mere ant, are actually a monster, and more real than our monsters. You are a real monster. In that case, come with us. Our ancestor has a small favor and needs your help."

As a second-level dark saint, he could not refuse.

"What if I refuse?"

Ning Fan sneered.

He didn't think that the five Dark Saints were kind in asking him for help.

His eyes seemed to be looking at a certain direction in the void of the palm, and he mocked slightly, and with a flash of speed, he directly passed the sight of several dark saints, broke through the void of the palm, and escaped.

The next moment he escaped, somewhere in the void, a dry hand with a black stick inserted in it fiercely grabbed Ning Fan's original position.

Seeing that the attack missed the target, An Yuanchen's cold voice suddenly spread throughout the entire An clan.

"Seize this child, life or death! I don't need to fight in the human world anymore. As long as I capture this child, I can be reborn, reappear in the world, and challenge the ancient times in person! Whoever gets the whole body of this child will gain access to our clan."

Everything, as a reward!”

The entire Dark Tribe, both those who knew and those who did not, were in an uproar because of the sudden order given by their ancestor!

Then there were countless escaping lights, galloping towards the second heaven at all costs!

As soon as Ning Fanfang escaped from the void of his palm, he fled all the way to the lower sky. He sighed slightly. What he sighed was that he followed the rules and accepted the war agreement of the Dark Tribe. In the end, although he won by luck, he still had to fight against the Dark Tribe again.

I'm so upset...

"I thought that as the Dark Ancestor of the Ancient Great Cultivator, I would be able to tell some rules in the world. But now it seems that I thought too well. Under heavy profits, even the Ancient Great Cultivator will break his promise..."

"I just don't know if the reason that made him break his promise was because the successor failed, or because I refined the fragments of the Heaven-Opening Artifact, or... it was the fact that I was a god with a broken body..."

He has been practicing hard for 30,000 years in the Xuanyin Realm, but only a blink of an eye has passed in the outside world. The 30,000 years of hard work are still vivid in his mind, it seems very close, but it also seems very far away...

In the past thirty thousand years, what had Ning Fan done to cause such a huge change in his body?

It turns out that as soon as Ning Fan entered the Xuanyin Realm, he crossed the world, flew into a ten-thousand-year tower, and began to take immeasurable pills, making the gods and demons reach the level of the eternal immortal...

He spent ten thousand years and took countless pills to make all the gods, demons and demons break through to the realm of the newly promoted Immortal Lord.

Ten thousand years passed, and he immediately entered the second Ten Thousand Years Tower, trying to cultivate his eternal true body.
Chapter completed!