"Fellow Taoist Jing Zhuo, there's no need to be polite. The enemy is facing us now, so it's not the time to talk..." Ning Fan helped Jing Zhuo up, but glanced at Tian Yizi.

As for the fleeing Jiyin Tower Ship, it did not arouse Ning Fan's attention at all. Nangong had already led people to pursue him. The only person he really feared was the man in the black coffin!

"An enemy?"

Not only Jing Zhuo, Gui Quezi, but also several other helpers Jin Dan all let out a soft sigh.

The Jiyin Sect was destroyed, leaving only the Tiandao Sect, Tian Yizi and the remaining Tiandao monks. Although they are difficult to deal with, they are not serious enemies, right?

They all underestimated Tiandao Sect.

As if to confirm Ning Fan's words, that day Yi Zi held a compass and looked in Ning Fan's direction with fiery eyes.

The compass in his hand, the closer it was to Ning Fan, the more violently it rotated. At this moment, Tian Yizi looked up to the sky and laughed, hoarse, gloomy, and incompatible with everything.

"It turns out the ancient corpse is on your body! Okay! This saves me from searching everywhere! This corpse belongs to me! Hand over this corpse, I will give you a pleasure! As for the other monks here, they will become my new corpses.

!”

At this moment, Tian Yizi put away the compass, stood with his hands behind his back, and released a pressure. This pressure was only 30% of his original form, but even only 30%, he was only one step weaker than Jing Zhuo, and even worse than a ghost.

The bird is much stronger.

Under this pressure, there was a sound of surprise around Ningcheng. The pressure of Tian Yizi was indeed impressive, but it seemed that it was not as strong as the ancestor Jing Zhuo, but he dared to speak so wildly and bloodbath all the monks here. How bold!

Jing Zhuo also snorted coldly and stepped forward. With every step, the pressure increased steadily. His magic power had reached Nascent Soul, and although his momentum was not yet there, it was much stronger than ordinary ancestors.

Jing Zhuo's coercion suffocated Bai Feiteng and others who were nearby, but when it reached Tian Yizi's side, it was like a breeze blowing on his face, causing no harm at all and only receiving Tian Yizi's smile.

"If you rely on this fake infant monk, then I regret to announce that he cannot save you!"

Tian Yizi spoke sarcastically, and with one finger, the forty-four soul-melting corpses beside him began to rot, and instantly exploded into blood mist. The corpse energy and blood mist rolled towards Tian Yizi's body, and his aura immediately rose suddenly,

Gradually, he surpassed Jing Zhuo and completely reached the level of a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul!

At this moment, a strong wind was blowing in the sky. Its momentum shook the clouds in the sky and caused chaos in the five elements of spiritual power! This is the real Nascent Soul momentum, which is enough to cause changes in the world!

The fighting spirit in Bu Kuangfen's eyes gradually diminished, and immediately turned into a trace of fear. He discovered that on that day, his aura had surpassed that of his ancestor! Under this power, he, a master of golden elixirs, actually felt helpless.

Hearing what Tian Yizi said, Jing Zhuo is a fake infant monk. All the old weirdos looked at Jing Zhuo with hesitant expressions on their faces, seeking explanation.

"Yes, for some reasons, I am not yet a true Nascent Soul cultivator..." Cold sweat broke out slightly on Jing Zhuo's forehead. He was in the center of Tian Yizi's aura. It was extremely uncomfortable, but he was not shocked by Tian Yizi's aura.

live.

But his words were like a basin of cold water poured on the hearts of all the monks.

It turns out that the ancestor Jing Zhuo whom everyone relies on is just a fake infant monk... But Tian Yizi's momentum is stronger than Jing Zhuo...

Could it be that the so-called first Nascent Soul monk in Yue Kingdom has not completely broken through yet?!

Could it be that Tian Yizi, who seems to be in a disadvantaged situation in front of him, is the real Nascent Soul cultivator?!

The eyes of each of the monks began to reveal the fear of Tian Yizi. The Nascent Soul monk, one person, is enough to overthrow a lower-level cultivation country. Even if the fake infant monk Jing Zhuo is present, he may not be a match for Tian Yizi.

...I'm afraid there may be danger today.

At this juncture, Tian Yizi sneered non-stop. The fear of everyone made him look down upon him, "This is my 50% pressure. Next, it is my 70% pressure!"

Tian Yizi made another seal, and the eight golden elixir elders behind him also had their bodies rotting away, and then the blood mist exploded.

Its aura absorbed the blood mist corpse aura and climbed up again, almost reaching the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage!

Sweeping under 70% of its coercion, Bai Feiteng and Yan Bei's group were all confused, and their magic powers were in chaos. Except for Jing Zhuo, Gui Quezi and Ning Fan, no one in the sky above Ningcheng could resist this coercion.

! Everyone took a breath of cold air, their energy and blood surged wildly! As Tian Yizi raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, blood flashed, and Bu Kuangfen was included. The four Jindan elders of the Fire Cloud Sect all lost their minds and were invaded by inner demons!

"I'm afraid this pressure has reached the peak of the early Yuanying stage?! This is only 70% of his pressure. If he releases all the pressure, wouldn't it be able to reach 100%!" Even Jing Zhuo, this is his first time.

His expression changed drastically, and he began to gradually lose control under the pressure of Tian Yizi.

Weird, too weird, even a Nascent Soul cultivator shouldn't be able to convince himself with coercion... Could it be that when Tian Yizi released his coercion, he secretly used illusions?!

For an instant, Jing Zhuo and Gui Quezi looked at each other, and both saw a trace of speculation in the other's eyes.

The two nodded, and at the same time activated all their mana, and shouted loudly together, their mana surged, trying to suppress Tian Yizi's illusion.

When the two of them work together, their magical power is so vast that it is no exaggeration to compare to ordinary Yuan Ying early stage monks.

The only way to crack an illusion that you don't know how to break is to use tyrannical magic to suppress it. The two methods are correct, but after adding up their magic power, they are still inferior to Tian Yizi himself and cannot suppress it.

The dispelling illusion technique only caused red threads to appear in the surrounding air, but they immediately disappeared without a trace.

That red thread seemed to be the root of the illusion. Unfortunately, even though they saw the clues of the illusion, they still had no way to break it. Instead, because they used their magic power rashly, a trace of red thread invaded their bodies, and they immediately became confused.

The expressions of Gui Quezi and Jing Zhuo both changed drastically. This blood line, somehow caused by some filthy power, caused them to completely lose the state of mind they had cultivated for thousands of years!

"What kind of illusion is this? When did he perform the magic?"

The two of them didn't understand Tian Yizi's method, but Ning Fan understood. The trace of blood that briefly appeared just now made Ning Fan understand the secret of this illusion.

The bloody ones are the evil thoughts inspired by the Three Corpse Pupils. They are extremely dirty and can mess up people's minds!

The linear ones are the power of spiritual thoughts. With the invisibility of spiritual thoughts, evil thoughts are wrapped and hidden! This is the foundation of the Three Corpse Eye Technique!

Divine thoughts, divine thoughts, are divine thoughts, why should Ning Fan be afraid!

"You, that's enough!"

The star between the eyebrows flashed, and the Zhanli Sword that was originally being practiced at the center of the eyebrows immediately turned into a starlight and flew out, stabbing left and right, killing the power of divine thoughts hidden around it one by one.

The pupil technique is the eyes, and the god is the divine thought. If it is other offensive pupil techniques, any place caught by the monk's eyesight will be hit immediately, which is difficult to break. But as for illusions, especially group illusions, as long as the clues are found, it may not be possible.

It will be broken!

A few swords cut off all the blood lines of spiritual thoughts, Ning Fan's eyes flashed with cold light, he lifted the flying sword upside down, turned into an ice rainbow, and rushed towards Tian Yizi.

It seems that no one can break Tian Yizi's illusion except himself, so only he is qualified to fight against Tian Yizi.

As expected of the Corpse Demon Vein, he can actually cultivate the rare Three Corpse Pupils. I am afraid that when Tian Yizi is at his peak, even a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul can fight!

"Excuse me, seniors and fellow Taoists, please help me protect Ningcheng. I will fight this man alone!"

When Jing Zhuo, Gui Quezi and others heard this, they all retreated to the city wall of Ningcheng with lingering fear... The illusion just now was too thrilling, and they were too afraid!

I can't resist... It seems that today, only Ning Fan can fight against Tian Yizi.

"That's the old monster Yuanying, can Ning Fan win?" Bai Feiteng's words were extremely unpleasant, and he seemed to have not forgotten the gap between him and Ning Fan.

"If he fails to win, not to mention Ningcheng, I am afraid that the entire Yue Kingdom will be destroyed... If this sect is correct, Tian Yizi is just a refined corpse, and his true identity is probably that person...

." Gui Quezi said solemnly.

"Who?" Bu Kuangfen and other younger monks didn't know the secrets, but some old monsters who had lived for thousands of years immediately changed their expressions when they heard Gui Quezi's words.

"Two thousand years ago, one person and one person wiped out the corpse demons of seven lower-level cultivating countries?!" At this moment, Bai Feiteng could no longer calm down.

But the faces of the monks hundreds of miles away changed dramatically, as if they had heard some incredibly terrifying news. Before, they didn't understand why Taixu, the dignified ancestor of Chongxuanzi, turned around and left as soon as he saw Tianyizi. It turned out that...

Have you seen through the origin of Tian Yizi?!

Two thousand years ago...the corpse demon...many of the first-class sects have books that record that ruthless man! A ruthless man who caused many Nascent Soul Ancestors from intermediate cultivation countries to suffer greatly!

This person has a body that can not only break magic weapons, but it is said that this person is also good at refining corpses. He has hundreds and thousands of soul-melting level corpses in his hands!

‘Thousands of corpses came out, and the country was destroyed.’ This sentence is recorded in most sect books, but those who have never heard it with their own eyes can never imagine the horror in it!

Ancient Demonic Vein! The successor of the Corpse Demonic Vein is not dead yet?!

"Return to the sect quickly and inform all the sects of the Yue Kingdom that the descendant of the Corpse Demon has entered the Yue Kingdom!"

...

Tian Yizi's eyes narrowed, and he activated 70% of the coercion, but he was unable to disturb Ning Fan's mind.

However, he secretly activated the Three Corpse Eyes and released the illusion, which was actually broken by Ning Fan's sword shadow.

The starlight sword shadow, with a trace of the star power of the ancient stars, made Tian Yizi's eyes become hot.

"Ancient Divine Weapon!? I know you are from the Ancient Demonic Bloodline, but I don't know that you possess an Ancient Divine Weapon... But from today on, this Ancient Divine Weapon belongs to me!"

"Really, let's see if you can handle it! In giant sword form!"

Ning Fan flicked his wrist, and the Starlight Flying Sword transformed into a seven-foot-long thick giant sword in the smooth surface. There was a faint sound of thunder as it danced lightly.

And after using the six-foot body refining technique, Ning Fan's physical body doubled in length. The ice rainbow approached, and the giant sword struck Tian Yizi with one strike!

He had seen Tian Yizi's physical tyranny before, and this time, he would not hold back.

"Hiss! This sword actually has dual forms. This was not mentioned in the "Record of the Corpse Demon"?!" Tian Yizi was filled with fear and excitement. The "Record of the Corpse Demon" he mentioned was the one he obtained that year.

The method of inheritance of the corpse demon is different from the memory inheritance of ancient times, but it can still be regarded as passing on the sect's skills.

Without hesitation, he put down the black coffin and used the body refining technique. Tian Yizi's body was raised to a height of ten feet. His body refining technique was obviously much better than Ning Fan's body of six feet!

In front of Tian Yizi, Ning Fan, who was originally tall, was only as tall as his calves.

And after transforming into a giant, Tian Yizi was so bold that he took Ning Fan's giant sword with his bare hands.

Ning Fan, who was six feet tall, could at least possess tens of thousands of kilograms of strength, but when the palms and swords touched each other and the huge force collided, Ning Fan's energy and blood surged, and his strength seemed to be weaker than that of Tian Yizi.

It's not that Tian Yizi's body-refining realm is superior to Ning Fan's, it's just that the body-refining techniques that Tian Yizi masters are much higher than Ning Fan's.

In fact, Tian Yizi felt uncomfortable when he took the sword. He took the sword forcefully, his feet were as deep as the gold and iron of a building ship, and his wrists were so painful that they were about to break.
To be continued...