"Next, go to the Eighteenth Swamp..."

Ning Fan, who was dressed in black and had black hair, was cold and ruthless. He took one step forward, disappeared without a trace, and headed straight for the Eighteenth Swamp.

Half a day later, the Eighteenth Swamp was cleared.

Three days later, Ning Fan destroyed the king beast of the twenty-fourth swamp.

The twenty-four swamps seemed to be arranged in a circle. Ning Fan entered the first swamp from the twenty-fourth swamp and continued killing.

On another six days, he had reached the Thirteenth Swamp and wiped out more than 800 Avatars.

In just ten days, he transformed, with his demon wings fully deployed, and collected 80 pots of dragon blood.

If 80 pots of dragon's blood are all brewed, the wine will be ready in ten years, which will be 400,000 armor's mana!

Once the wine is ready, Ning Fan can break through the void refining, and it will be as easy as a matter of course!

In the Thirteenth Swamp, Ning Fan did not carry out large-scale killings because he found many traces of monks fighting in this swamp.

Judging from the situation, there is more than one monk in the swamp here, and it is very likely that all the elders of Youtian Palace have been teleported here.

After all, Youtian Palace is a subordinate of Elder Chu, and among them there are many early and middle-stage elders who act alone, which is extremely dangerous.

Therefore, the one that Mr. Chu gave to Mr. Youtian Palace was a dragon scale from the same area, while the one he gave to Ning Fan was probably a separate one.

roar--

The roar of the king beast could be heard in the distance, accompanied by the screams of the monks.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, it seemed that the elder of Youtian Palace had encountered the army of king beasts in the swamp here.

After a brief thought, Chu Changan treated him well, and most of the transformed gods in Youtian Palace talked happily with each other, especially Yu Bai, who could barely be regarded as a friend.

In this case, it is impossible to ignore death.

Whoosh!

Ning Fan flapped his demonic wings and turned into a purple smoke that floated a hundred thousand miles away.

Outside the Blood Dragon Pond, a one-armed middle-aged man in white clothes had been sitting cross-legged on the ground for ten days, always closing his eyes and saying nothing.

Beside him, the red-haired Chu Changan's eyes were moved and even more horrified.

In his hand, he held a silver jade plaque. On the jade plaque, there were a total of twenty-four dragon scales embedded in it. Only the thirteenth, fourteenth, fifteenth, and sixteenth dragon scales were still shining.

The other twenty dragon scales are all dim.

A dragon scale represents the life of a king beast!

Twenty dragon scales are dim, representing the death of twenty king beasts!

Chu Changan complained endlessly. The king beast was different from other blood demons. It was prepared to be raised into a refining blood demon, but so many people died...

Even with his eyes closed, Chu Changan knew who killed these king beasts.

The first king beast to die was No. 17, which was exactly where Ning Fan was.

"It has only been ten days, and this boy killed twenty of my king beasts... Could it be that this boy is unable to refine the void? The king beast blood demon raised by me is not easy to defeat even if he is half-stepped into the void... Killed two of them in ten days

Ten king beasts, even the king beasts are dead, maybe this kid has wiped out twenty swamps on the first floor... In terms of killing speed alone, even the Void Refining Monk may not be able to compare!"

Chu Changan sighed repeatedly, he never expected Ning Fan to be so fierce.

So much so that he even forgot to remind Ning Fan not to kill the king beast.

Because Chu Changan never thought that Ning Fan had the strength to kill the king beast.

"Venerable Ming, Zhou Ming... this boy is really a monster! It seems that he collected 50 pots of dragon blood in just ten days. First Prince, you won the bet..."

Chu Changan sighed more and more heavily. It would probably take many years to replenish the blood demons killed by Ning Fan.

This means that in the next decades or even hundreds of years, there will be few ferocious beasts born in the first level area, and the elders who come here to collect blood may be in vain.

After all, the most difficult thing to cultivate is the twenty king beasts...

r>Yun Tianjue listened quietly to Chu Changan's resentment, his brows relaxed slightly and his expression softened slightly.

It seemed that he was worried about Ning Fan's safety in the end.

Worried... He, Yun Tianjue, will one day worry about the safety of outsiders. It's really ridiculous.

"Impossible! This, this is..."

After burning the incense, Chu Changan suddenly exclaimed.

On the jade tablet, the dragon scales representing King Beast No. 13 dimmed.

But this was not the most shocking thing. What really shocked him was that the three dragon scales on another golden jade tablet were all dim.

The silver jade plaque is only embedded with twenty-four dragon scales, representing the twenty-four king beasts.

The golden jade plaque is embedded with one hundred and eight dragon scales, which represents the second layer of dragon pool... refining the Void Blood Demon!

"That Zhou Ming actually entered... the second level! He even killed... the three-headed Void Refining Early Stage!"

Chu Changan was horrified. It was impossible for the Transformation God to kill Lianxu, let alone fighting three people alone.

He was very curious about how Ning Fan did it. At least Chu Changan asked himself that when he was at the peak of his divine transformation, he would never be able to destroy the three Lianxu alone.

Even if he breaks through the Void Refining, he still can't destroy three of the same level of Refining the Void alone.

For the first time, Chu Changan realized that he had completely underestimated Ning Fan.

This son's ability to kill Yan Zun was definitely not just based on the inextinguishable fire body, nor was it accidental!
Chapter completed!