Luo You didn't say anything, and immediately turned into a ray of light and returned to the thatched cottage to retreat for healing.

Nowadays, she has finally recovered to the cultivation level of Shattering Void Second Heaven, but she was seriously injured just by unsealing the Ancestor Mourning Thread, which shows how powerful the Ancestor Mourning Thread is.

Ning Fan held the magic bag in his hand, jumped into the Milky Way above the sky, and reached out to grab the Milky Way.

The Milky Way immediately turned into a thin line as bright as silver and fell flatly into his palm.

The thread, which seemed as light as cotton wool, was actually very heavy and directly pressed Ning Fan down from the sky.

Today's Ning Fan's physical body is comparable to that of an old monster who has passed through Nirvana. He is so powerful that he can crush mountains and rivers a million miles away with one foot!

But with such immense strength, he couldn't even lift a mere puppet string.

Not only him, not even a loose immortal would be able to touch this puppet string.

This is also the reason why Luo You sacrificed it to the sky and evolved the Milky Way the moment he unsealed the puppet string. The string was too heavy and Luo You couldn't lift it.

"The thread refused to yield to me, so I held it still..."

Ning Fan held the puppet string and plummeted down from the sky. His mind gradually concentrated, and a black moon mark slowly appeared in his left eye.

At this moment, he used the technique of life imprisonment.

At this moment, his body showed the majesty of eternal vicissitudes, like a mourning ancestor!

At this moment, the puppet thread, which was originally as heavy as a mountain, immediately became light and fluttering, slipped out of Ning Fan's hand, and coiled happily around Ning Fan.

It surrendered to Ning Fan's Black Moon magical power!

Ning Fan steadied his body in the sky and gradually calmed down his breathing.

He took the Mourning Ancestor Puppet Thread into his hand, and the moment he held it, he felt something in his heart.

At this moment, he can seriously injure any Loose Immortal with just the puppet string in his hand!

The scattered demons in the storage bag had their first-level cultivation level taken away by Ning Fan, leaving only the eighth-level cultivation level of Broken Void.

Conquering the scattered demons is a great success!

"After many years of waiting, I will officially surrender you today, go!"

At this moment, Ning Fan opened the magic bag.

The moment the magic bag was untied, an arrogant and ferocious sound of laughter immediately came from the bag.

"Junior! Last time you whipped me for cultivation, this time I will cut you into pieces!"

boom!

A black shadow suddenly rushed out of the demon-sealing bag and entered the Xuanyin Realm to kill Ning Fan.

But an invisible interface force blocked in front of him, like an extremely hard wall, causing his black shadow to scream miserably and hit the interface force hard, unable to escape.

"Despicable! So despicable! You actually opened the magic bag in this Zhongqian World again. I can't get out. I'm not willing to accept it!"

"If you have the guts, come into the magic bag. I will fight you for five hundred rounds! If you have the guts, come in and fight me!"

The demon roared again and again.

"As you wish!"

A cold light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, he held the mourning puppet string in his hand, and his whole body turned into a stream of light, which shot into the magic sealing bag.

If you want to collect the scattered demons to make a living, you must fight the scattered demons face to face and suppress them with the Ancestor Mourning Puppet Line.

Ning Fan withdrew his light and appeared in a space filled with demonic fog, which was the inner space of the magic bag.

And behind this boundless space, a black mist giant with two horns stands proudly in the sky, it is Sanmo!

When he saw that Ning Fan was not agitated and actually entered the demon sealing bag, San Mo felt so happy in his heart.

He never imagined that Ning Fan would actually commit a crime and enter the Demon Sealing Bag to seek death.

When they met back then, Ning Fan was still a transformed god. Now that they met, Ning Fan had already returned to his original state. This made San Mo a little surprised, but he didn't take it seriously.

For him, it is not difficult to kill Ning Fan even if he has broken five or broken six levels of cultivation.

The only thing that worried him was that Ning Fan's ancestral blood was a bit powerful. Last time, he despicably took away his first-level cultivation through the magic sealing bag.

However, if they were to fight face to face, he would not be afraid of Ning Fan's ancestral blood at all.

"Haha, I can't believe it, I can't believe it, you actually came in to die, haha, haha!"

Sanmo laughed loudly, raised his hand and waved out countless demonic energy, turning into rays of demonic light, sealing all the exits of the demon-sealing bag, not preparing to give Ning Fan a chance to escape.

"Haha, how about we discuss it? If you are willing to let me plant a ban, become my slave, and let me leave this damn magic bag, I can spare your life!"

"..." Ning Fan didn't say much.

"Don't want to? You actually don't want to! Did you know that I can crush you to death with just a hook of my fingers! I count to three, and if you don't let me leave here, I will skin you, scrape your bones, and swallow you alive!"

"one!"

"two!"

Sanmo looked extremely arrogant. In his opinion, Ning Fan was already a lamb from the moment he entered the demon-sealing bag and could only be manipulated by him.

Before he could finish counting three, he suddenly saw Ning Fan raising his right hand, holding a thin, invisible silver thread, and gently waving it towards him.

That light silver thread doesn't seem to have any lethality.

But the moment Ning Fan swung out the silver thread, the silver thread immediately hit Sanmo's chest heavily.

For a moment, Sanmo had an illusion!

What hit him was not a thin thread, but the Milky Way and hundreds of thousands of stars in the sky!

"ah!"

With just one blow, San Mo failed to take precautions and was directly beaten to the point where he vomited blood and fell into the air. His eyes were extremely horrified.

He felt the danger of death from the silver thread!
Chapter completed!