"You want to leave? Can you leave?"

The sky was filled with corpse energy, and within a hundred miles around, no teleportation could occur!

And the black corpse flashed with black light, and thrust out both claws, striking directly at the two people's mouths. This move was too fast, unable to teleport, and both of them would die!

In the eyes of the black corpse, he can already predict the scene after killing the two people. Women, he likes stubborn women, making them into living corpses, retaining a trace of sanity. When the time comes, he sees her struggling, humiliated, afraid, and resentful. Come to think of it.

It will be very satisfying.

And the fake infant monk, eat it and get a lot of nourishment!

But when his claws were halfway out, the light was suddenly interrupted and he fell to the ground. For the first time in his life, he showed a look of horror and retreated without hesitation.

However, Black Corpse discovered that he was also unable to teleport! It was not blocked by the black energy, but by other means.

The sword energy that covers the sky and the sun locks the sky. Four huge, vicissitudes, and thick sword shadows can be faintly seen even through the thick corpse energy. It seems that the sword shadows are so sharp that nothing can stop them.

live!

The sword energy that kills one after another appears in front of the black corpse without any warning. The body, which is as powerful as the corpse demon, is like cutting tofu with a knife under this sword energy. It is easily pierced through the defense, and black blood flows freely!

The black corpse grunted, and as soon as he faced him, he seemed to be seriously injured by the sword energy!

And he was shocked to discover that the terrifying sword energy in front of him had been recorded in a few words in "The Record of the Corpse Demon"...

"'The land of four swords, killing and trapping the dead, the rebellious immortal, suffering from thousands of swords...' This sword energy is unmistakable, it is... the sword energy of killing immortals! It is the punishment sword of the ancient heaven! Ah!

"

A series of shrill screams came from his mouth, and at this moment he no longer tried to call out the ten thousand corpses, because once the ten thousand corpses were taken out, they would all be destroyed immediately under the sword energy!

At the beginning, Ning Fan could only rely on the body-reshaping effect of the Jade Emperor Pill to support this sword energy. How could the self-healing power of the black corpse compare to the Jade Emperor Pill, which is hard to find for the Immortal Emperor? In this sword energy

It’s no surprise that he was seriously injured!

Black corpses are not afraid of serious injuries. Physical injuries, because they are corpses, can be easily repaired. They can be refined through corpse refining, magic weapons, etc. But what he cannot accept the most is that he has almost broken through the corpse demon's second transformation.

, unexpectedly began to regress in realm!

The sword energy slashed through the scene, and each one made his corpse energy disappear... That was the corpse energy that he had collected for two thousand years! Just to complete the second transformation of the corpse demon and live forever after two thousand years!

The offensive of the sword energy gradually weakened, but the black corpse in the attack of the sword energy became more and more murderous.

In the Zhuxian Sword Qi, there was a trace of familiar magic power, which made him roar to the sky! That was Ning Fan's aura, and this Zhuxian Order was released by Ning Fan!

He has never hated a person so much in his life, and Ning Fan is the first!

"Ning Fan! I will definitely cut you into pieces! Ah!"

His corpse demon realm is still falling.

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And something that made him even more heartbroken happened!

The corpse of Tian Yizi placed in Ningcheng to thwart Ning Fan was destroyed!

'Tian Yizi' was destroyed, and almost immediately, all the magic power of the black corpse began to dissipate.

Because Tian Yizi is a container for black corpses to store mana! Corpses cannot have magic power, so we can only take living corpses to leave a chance of survival and use their half-corpse bodies to contain their own mana. Therefore, Tian Yizi is extremely important, and Hei Yizi is extremely important.

The corpse has taken great pains to temper Tian Yizi's body with countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures, almost reaching the silver-bone realm. Coupled with the mana comparable to the peak of Yuanying in the early stage, who can kill Tianyi in the land of Ningcheng?

son'!

"No! My corpse demon realm! My living corpse container! My two thousand years of planning have come to nothing! Hateful, hateful!"

...

In the sky above Ningcheng, after Ning Fan cast the Zhuxian Order, he did not immediately support Si Wuxie.

With Si Wuxie's methods, he and Tian Yizi were locked in a fight for a while. However, after that, Si Wuxie gradually lost his magic power, while Tian Yizi remained expressionless and had extremely strong magic power.

Si Wuxie was about to be defeated...and gradually, Ning Fan saw a flaw in Si Wuxie's actions.

After refining Si Wuxie into a spirit puppet, Si Wuxie lost most of his memory and forgot how to cast many spells.

But at this moment, many of the spells Si Wuxie cast were spells he had learned when he was the leader of Tianli Sect.

Could it be that...she has regained her memory?

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, but he was puzzled. If Si Wuxie really recovered his memory, he would kill himself immediately. Why would he help him? Or is Sisi's personality causing trouble?

"Sisi... If Sisi... he is dead, he will die, but if Sisi... I can't ignore his safety..." Ning Fan sighed with his eyes open, seeing that Siwuxie was unable to use his magic power and was killed by a ten-foot-long giant.

He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, but he still didn't move even half a step.

Because another figure in black has arrived in the sky over Ningcheng!

This figure in black looks exactly like Ning Fan in white. The only difference is the cold eyes and the black lines on half of his face.

Black-robed Xunxun, like a flicker, appeared in front of Si Wuxie. No one could see through it. How he appeared, even Gui Quezi, had a change of vision, unable to see through the weirdness of this black robe at all!

The Three Corpse Eye Technique had already been fired, but the man in black blocked Si Wuxie's body, waved a single palm, and forcefully caught the Blood Red Eye Technique.

In the final analysis, this pupil technique is still killing people with evil thoughts... He is not afraid of evil thoughts, because in the final analysis, he is not a human, has no heart, and has no thoughts! If he is not afraid of the illusion of Ming Luo, how can he be afraid of this immaturity?

The evil thoughts of the false three corpses!

Tian Yizi's dull face showed horror for the first time.

After a moment of shock, he immediately put away his expression. With his ten-foot-long body, he waved a fist and activated the power of ice to perform another infant-level body refining technique.

This boxing technique is called "Ice Breaking". One punch can turn ice into ice, and one punch can break ice. Non-Nascent Soul can't do it forcefully.

But when the ice fist light approached three feet away from the black cloth, it suddenly seemed to be cut open by an invisible sharp thing and divided into two halves.

At the same time, Tian Yizi felt a sense of mortality in his heart.

Heiyi spoke for the first time!

"My name is Mo Ning, if you hurt her, she will die!"

In an instant, the figure of the man in black suddenly exploded, turning into tens of thousands of thin black lights. Each black light turned into a black sword light after a moment, like thick ink spreading in the clear sky, like black wind, rolling up in the air!

This sword light has a hint of simplicity and heavy immortal power. Tens of thousands of black lights are like a long wind. The ten-foot giant in the sword wind, the tyrannical body, actually begins to decompose!

And just a moment later, Tian Yizi, who made Ning Fan in white feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, was wiped out in ashes.

"If you don't hurt her, you'll die!" Hei Yi added coldly.

The aura of the Nascent Soul in black swept across, making all the cultivators in Ningcheng feel cold and cold, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Yuanying monk, another person?!

This black-clothed monk claims to be Mo Ning, so he is not Ning Fan... But why is he so similar to Ning Fan? Could it be the true appearance of the legendary Ning Heimo?!

Yes, that must be the case! It turns out that the rumored Ning Hei Mo is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator! In this way, it is understandable that he looks exactly the same as Ning Fan... Ning Fan is the great grandson of Hei Mo, and his ancestors and grandchildren look alike.

Nothing strange, right?

Only Zhihe shook his head stupidly, not afraid of this aura at all, nor did he think that this person was some kind of Ning Heimo. She knew that this was Ning Fan, that is.

"Brother Fan, how come there are two people? But this brother Fan in black, although he is cold, is quite humorous..." She smiled sweetly, with little stars in her eyes, and she split her head towards Ning Fan.

She was so interested.

And the power of black clothes made Zhihe feel at ease.

As long as Brother Fan is here, no one can destroy Ningcheng... She is convinced.

The man in black clothes looked towards the direction where the black corpse left, teleported, and disappeared into the sky without a trace.

The man in white also had a serious look in his eyes, and he chased after him with an icy rainbow.

After escaping from the light, the two of them used the Pseudo-Reflection Technique together and hid for a moment without being traced.

Later, when he appeared again, he was a young man wearing white clothes and a black cloak, with a smile on his face but murderous intent in his eyes!

"Next, kill the demon! Is this the magical power of sword reading that I learned after my black-clothed incarnation broke through the Nascent Soul? From today on, this magical power is called...'The Technique of Moliu Distraction'!"

Ning Fan smiled slightly, his cultivation was still at the peak of soul fusion, but with one step, he...teleported!

Its aura is floating strangely between Rong Ling and Nascent Soul.

What's there to fear from the zombie demon?! Even with Ning Fan's current strength, the life and death of the country can be determined by just one thought!

As for how others misunderstood Ning Heimo and how they guessed Ning Fan's identity... let them go. After today, no one will dare to take Ning Cheng's advice!

(The main text of this chapter is 5,500 words. As you know, I don’t like to divide it into chapters. I always follow the plot. Many friends just cut off 2,000 words and divided it into one chapter. It seems like there are a lot of explosions... Thanks to those who have traveled all over the world.

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