The master seems to value Ning Fan very much. In this case, Taiwu cannot just sit back and ignore Ning Fan's difficulties.

"Who are you! Do you want to hinder me?" the white-haired boy said coldly.

"Ancient Burial, you don't need to show off in front of me. When I was in charge of the Ancient Mingque Clan, you were just a useless elixir."

Taiwu's eyes showed disdain and he took a step forward!

Taking the first step, his cultivation level was upgraded from Sanxian to Lifexian!

Taking the second step, his cultivation level was instantly upgraded from Life Immortal to True Immortal!

Taking the third step, his cultivation is only one step away from the Immortal Emperor!

After three steps, the entire ancient heaven seemed to collapse and shook violently.

A pressure as heavy as a mountain pressed down on the white-haired boy's head. In an instant, he was so suppressed that he vomited blood and retreated!

"How...how is it possible!" Gu Zang's expression changed drastically!

How could he not see that the old man in gray in front of him was far more powerful than him!

Not to mention that something unexpected happened to his resurrection at this moment, he only had the cultivation of Life Immortal. Even in his prime, with the cultivation of Quasi-Emperor, his strength was inferior to this person!

"You dare to take the initiative to kill me, you deserve to be killed! Open the Ancient Hell Wheel!"

Tai Wu pointed his finger, and a huge ring as dark as the underworld suddenly appeared in the sky!

Outside the circle, a second circle appeared!

Countless ancient sounds of chanting demon sutras came from the ring!

Ning Fan's eyes were shocked! This technique is exactly the spirit wheel technique of the ancient demon clan!

What Taiwu used was the Minglun of the Ancient Mingque Clan!

The two underworld wheels rotated, and a black light pillar with a diameter of one million feet fell from the sky, covering the white-haired boy in it.

In just an instant, the white-haired boy was frozen into black ice.

In the entire thirty-three days of Ancient Heaven, starting from the first day, all the interfaces were frozen and reduced to a world of black ice!

The slight hint of coldness in the air almost made Ning Fan's blood freeze!

"This is the power of the spirit wheel!" Ning Fan's eyes were shocked again.

Taiwu looked at the dead ancient burial, snorted coldly, and put away the spirit wheel.

Turning his head and looking at Ning Fan, he showed a friendly smile and said, "My little friend, you can call Mingque out now. This place is already safe."

Ning Fan took a slight step back, his eyes guarded, but he did not summon the bright sparrow.

The person in front of me may really be a member of the ancient Mingque tribe, but whether the enemy is a friend or not, it is impossible to tell yet.

People of the same clan are all friends? Who told you?

"Uh... I'm very wary, little friend..." Tai Wu smiled bitterly, feeling even more satisfied with Ning Fan in his heart.

It would be foolish for Ning Fan to let Mingque out just when he saw a member of the Mingque tribe.

"But I have a way to make you trust me..." Tai Wu closed his eyes, activated the slave mark in his blood, and muttered something.

Not long after, Mingque's overjoyed voice suddenly came from Yuan Yao's jade,

"Brother Biscuit! Let me out quickly! I have a slave who came to me. He said he brought me a lot of delicious food! Hum! If there is not enough delicious food, I will directly activate the slave seal and torture him to death.
Chapter completed!