"Wha, what!" Hanshan Immortal Master's face was shocked, and he understood what Ning Fan meant in an instant.

Ning Fan wants to kill him!

He doesn’t accept it, he doesn’t accept it! But so what if he doesn’t accept it! Can he beat Ning Fan?

All truths in this world of cultivation must ultimately be expressed through fists. If you don’t have the corresponding strength, who will care whether you are fair or not!

"One breath!"

Mud has actually started counting the time!

laugh!

Hanshan Immortal became so heartbroken that he bit off his entire tongue, stimulating the nerves with pain, temporarily freeing his body from fear and allowing him to resume movement.

Then again, he desperately fled outside the auction house.

He ran away desperately, spurting out blood and essence again and again, and used the blood to escape across the starry sky!

He regretted extremely, regretted that he had been greedy and had the idea of ​​​​Hualong Sect, but it was already too late!

Two breaths!

Four breaths!

Eight breaths!

Ten breaths!

Even though Hanshan Immortal Lord had escaped far away, Ning Fan still sucked him back to him in an instant. With just one finger press, Hanshan Immortal Lord's physical body was crushed and collapsed, and his soul was killed!

How powerful!

How domineering!

Everyone was quiet, some were afraid, some were ashamed.

"You three disciples who betrayed your master, how do you want to die!" Ning Fan glanced at the souls of the three Shekong old monsters.

With his intelligence ability, he easily learned the identities and actions of these three people from the minds of some female cultivators here.

These three people are the beloved disciples of Venerable Hualong, and have been given deep trust by Venerable Hualong!

Without trust, how could Venerable Hualong leave these three disciples to take charge of the sect and protect future generations.

But these three people failed to live up to Master's expectations and actually joined forces with outsiders to murder Master's descendants.

With Ning Fan's extreme attitude, he would never forgive such a person who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors. The three people knew this very well, and they were so horrified that they ran away.

But even the Eternal Immortal Lord cannot escape, so how can the three of them escape?

As Ning Fan clicked the void three times, the three Shekong old monsters screamed and died, unable to even escape from the auction venue.

"Thank you, senior, for avenging me!" When the descendants of Hualong saw that their enemies were all dead, they burst into tears of gratitude towards Ning Fan. They knelt on the ground excitedly and kept kowtow to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan shook his head, used the wind of his sleeves to help Hualong's descendant up, threw him a storage bag, and then left the auction venue.

"Congratulations to Master Shadian!"

Countless monks sighed at Ning Fan's power and stood up to see him off, but in fact, Ning Fan did not leave Hualong Star.

With a flash of his body, he flew to the highest mountain peak of Hualong Star. He was not in a hurry to take something from the star, but remained silent.

It was the dragon star in autumn, and the bone-chilling autumn rain fell without any warning.

Ning Fan stood in the autumn rain, looking at the boundless rain curtain, as if he saw countless figures of Dongtian monks fighting to the death in the boundary river from the rain curtain.

It was also like seeing the heroic figures of countless Zi Douxian cultivators guarding the Zi Dou Immortal Domain and annihilating their clans.

"Is this the world you want to protect..."
Chapter completed!