After all, the Immortal Burial Clan is used to being arrogant. In their eyes, foreign monks are just people who can be bullied, nothing more.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he suppressed it, pulled Mingque behind him, and said coldly, "I don't want the map anymore, farewell!"

He really didn't want to go to war with the Immortal Burial Clan if it wasn't necessary. He just wanted to treat Mu Weiliang peacefully.

But it is also impossible for him to hand over Mingque to these people!

"I want to leave! Huh! I wanted to let you go, but since you don't know what's good, don't blame me for being rude! Let's go together, kill the foreign monk, capture the little Dan Demon girl alive, and take her back to receive the reward

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The bald man gave an order, and 11 strong men from the Immortal Burial Clan swarmed forward and rushed towards the ancient sword.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes flashed with cold light.

Today he has endured it again and again, but this person from the Buried Immortal Clan has touched his bottom line!

Turn around and transform into black.

Raise your hand to draw the Earth Soul and Void Soul.

Ning Fan's cultivation reached the peak of Broken Seven in an instant, and his whole body turned into ink shadows and dispersed in an instant.

The entire sky is covered with ink shadows, and the sky is dyed with ink!

In an instant, all 11 powerful men from the Immortal Burial Clan were shrouded in ink shadows!

7 Broken Fives and 4 Broken Sixes all screamed in terror at the same moment!

Their bodies were crushed into pieces by Mo Ying, turning into pieces of blood and minced meat, falling from the sky!

Their souls were all killed in the Moliu Divination Technique in an instant!

"How dare you kill the Burial Immortal tribe! Aren't you afraid of the revenge of the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings!" The bald man trembled all over.

At this moment, he felt the boundless evil aura in Ning Fan's eyes. The evil aura was so strong that he had never seen it before!

This is a murderous demon king. He thought he had met a fat sheep, but he never thought that this person was a tiger in sheep's clothing!

"If I kill everyone here, who will know that I killed you!"

Ning Fan waved his hand to collect the storage bags of 11 strong men from the Immortal Burial Clan. The ink shadows scattered and rolled towards the bald man.

The bald man was shaking violently and ran away without saying a word.

He has realized that he is by no means an enemy of Ning Fan. Even ordinary pieces of broken eight may not be able to find favor in Ning Fan's hands!

He wanted to leave, but a golden vortex appeared out of thin air under his feet, causing his feet to fall into it, making him unable to escape.

The next moment, Mo Ying attacked and involved him.

With a shrill scream, he was chopped into countless pieces by Mo Ying.

His soul was captured in Ning Fan's hands, searching for his soul and destroying his memory.

In this way, you have the map. Isn't it very simple?

Ning Fan glanced coldly at the Buried Immortal Clan members below. There were hundreds of them in total, including one or two Suixu. They all looked at Ning Fan with fear.

Many people pinched their fingers and tried to use the sound transmission flying sword to convey information to the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings and kill Ning Fan.

Ning Fan will not give them a chance.

The sword thought turned into a barrier, shrouding everyone in the sword thought, and no one could send messages to the outside world.

An extremely huge golden vortex suddenly appeared on the altar floor, and hundreds of Immortal Burial experts were all taken into the whirlpool hollow sky and killed in the cave sky.

Dao fruits, storage bags, and the flesh and blood essence of countless strong men...

The flesh and blood essence of these powerful men was taken into the Cauldron Realm by Ning Fan and placed in front of the huge demon cocoon created by Nie Li.

After the death of these powerful men, they each generated a corpse energy, which floated in the air and was refined one by one by Ning Fan.

This is an unexpected gain. These corpse energy can gradually improve Ning Fan's corpse demon physique.

I thought that there would be corpse energy soaring into the sky in the ancient heaven, but I never expected that all the corpse energy here was taken away by the Immortal Burial Clan...

By killing these powerful men, Ning Fan harvested 300,000 Dao Crystals, bringing the total to 3.3 million Dao Crystals.

Numerous rare elixirs on the altar were all taken away by Ning Fan and given to Mingque for consumption.

"Brother Pancake is so violent, but I like it." Mingque chewed the elixir and said with a satisfied look.

"Let's go, I already know where the Tianmen is. Let's go directly to the Tianmen. Killing the Immortal Burial Clan members like this will probably cause a lot of turmoil in the thirty-three days."

Ning Fan took a deep look at the altar. The bloody light on the altar was slowly disappearing, but it gave him an endless sense of ominousness...

Putting away his distracting thoughts, Ning Fan stepped on the ancient sword and headed straight towards Tianmen.

...

In the first heaven, somewhere in an ancient forbidden land, a skinny old man wearing golden armor suddenly became furious.

The ground beneath him was covered with extremely mysterious blood-colored runes.

He patted the storage bag and took out hundreds of broken life cards.

Among these fortune cards were the sacrifices that were supposed to be offered to the ancestors, and the guards sent to the altar.

Dead, all these people are dead!

"Hmph! In the First Heaven Realm, the monsters and monsters are only at the third level of Shattering Void. How can they have the strength to attack the altar! The murderer must be an outside monk!"

The golden-armored old man's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the immortal aura around him soared into the sky.

"If I don't have to guard this forbidden area and protect the ancestor's awakening, I must come forward in person to find out who is so bold as to kill me and bury the Immortal Clan!"

His eyes were gloomy, and he raised his hand to shoot countless sound-transmitting flying swords.

There is only one message in the message, which is to order all the Immortal Burial Clan members in the First Heaven Realm to kill without mercy any foreign monks they encounter!

"A mere ant from outside dares to mess with my Immortal Burial Clan, huh!"

The golden-armored old man sneered, closed his eyes again, and picked up some extremely mysterious finger technique between his fingers.

...

The upper broken domain, the sealed door is finally opened!

A group of old monsters who had been waiting for a long time poured into the first heaven.

As soon as they entered the first heaven, everyone showed expressions of disbelief.

However, they saw that many powerful Immortal Burial Clan guards were already guarding the gate. As soon as they saw everyone entering, they immediately launched a killing attack.

"Impossible! Although the Immortal Burial Clan has always looked down on my foreign monks, they will not attack us easily. This time the heaven is opened, why are they pointing their swords at us!"

"Could it be that some ignorant person killed the Immortal Burial Clan and offended this clan!"

"Who is it!"

"Who else...only Emperor Niyunyu can enter the first heaven one step ahead with the Xutian Order!"

Every old monster sighed repeatedly, and some complained to Ning Fan.

They have a large number of people, and there are seven old monsters at the Loose Immortal level present, so they will not be hurt by the Buried Immortal tribe.

Now that we have become enemies with the Immortal Burial Clan, we naturally no longer need to tolerate it.

Everyone took action one after another and quickly killed these powerful Immortal Burialists.

But the expressions of all the old monsters were very ugly.

Having a grudge against the Immortal Burial Clan, this trip to the ancient heaven may be extremely dangerous...

"It is rumored that there are nine ancestors and eighteen kings in the Immortal Burial Clan, and there is a loose immortal ancestor king in each of the first twenty-seven levels of heaven... In order to avoid being alone and in trouble, I suggest that we and everyone divide into seven teams.

, each team is led by a Sanxian-level ancestor, and they are divided into seven groups to look for opportunities. In this way, even if they are attacked by the ancestor kings of each level of heaven, it will not be too dangerous... This suggestion from me, everyone said

What do you think?" an old geek suggested.

"This suggestion is of course a good one...I have no objection to it."

One by one, the low-level Suixuos agreed, but their faces were full of sighs.

There is naturally very little danger in following the Sanxian-level ancestors, but if you find a treasure, it will most likely be taken away by these ancestors.

This time I go to the ancient heaven to look for opportunities, I'm afraid I won't get much benefit...

The speed of treasure hunting will also be greatly slowed down by the constant attacks of the Buried Immortal Clan.
Chapter completed!