"It's uncle, uncle is back!" Zhao Dieer's biting lips loosened and she shed two lines of tears of joy.

Liu Yan looked at the sky foolishly, and as soon as she saw Ning Fan's figure, her heart immediately felt at ease, "Senior is back..."

The long streets of Tianman City were filled with barbarians. These barbarians were all excited. When they were being chased by the sixth barbarian ancestor and were almost desperate, Ning Fan came back!

Ning Fan is back, bringing with him an army of two hundred thousand beasts!

Two hundred thousand wild beasts roared like thunder. Amidst the roar, Ning Fan stepped on the sky-piercing stone under his feet and immediately jumped out and flew straight towards Fan Lianxiu. Fan Lianxiu, who was originally extremely arrogant, immediately ran away!

This scene fell into the eyes of all living beings, and everyone was shocked!

In the sky, the group of cultivators who were still fighting to the death with Fan Lianxiu screamed in surprise.

"Who is this ghost-faced monk! He came here with two hundred thousand savage beasts! Could it be that he is a powerful demon clan?"

"No, it's not a demon cultivator, it's a human cultivator! I didn't expect that among our human race, there are seniors who can command savage beasts, and there are actually hundreds of thousands of savage beasts under their command!"

"Why did that vicious creature run away? Could it be that it was afraid of this senior ghost face!"

There were exclamations everywhere.

Tengnan and Tengbei's eyes were shocked, but they didn't say anything and quietly watched Ning Fan and Fan Lianxiu chasing and escaping.

The two of them were trained in random thoughts, and neither of them could hurt Fan Lianxiu in the slightest. They thought about the cultivation level of the person who came, and actually scared Fan Lianxiu away.

Could this person be the Eternal Immortal Lord? No, obviously not. The aura this person shows is far from even that of the Broken Thought Realm...

There was a lot of confusion in the eyes of the two of them, but all that confusion turned into shock the moment Ning Fan took action.

"Certainly!"

Ning Fan's escape speed was too fast. There was only a flicker, and the golden light directly broke through the air. He was blocked thousands of feet in front of Fan Lianxiu. He pressed forward with his index finger, and all the flow of the void storm within a thousand feet was immediately stopped.

Space seemed to be frozen and time seemed to have stopped. Fan Lian Xiu fled all the way, but suddenly his expression changed drastically. His whole body was unable to move. He was actually frozen by Ning Fan's finger!

"The art of fixing the sky by Emperor Dongtian! What kind of background does this person have that he can do this!" Tengnan and Tengbei were both shocked.

Any monk here who has some eyesight and knows the art of fixing heaven will be shocked.

As soon as Fan Lianxiu was designated, Ning Fan suddenly raised his hand, and the Five Swords of Rain were already hovering in front of him.

He saw at a glance that the blood soul's magical power was weird, so he showed no mercy and directly used the strongest magical power.

The index finger was pointed forward, and the five swords immediately caused the rain from heaven and earth. They roared out and directly cut Fan Lianxiu, who was a blood soul, into six pieces.

"The Sword of the Dao! There is actually a trace of the power of the Dao on top of my five swords."

Not only Tengnan and Tengbei were shocked, even the two former immortals Earth Demon and Iron Crow were moved by it.

After these two people became Ning Fan's slaves, they had seen many amazing things from Ning Fan, but when they saw the light of Dao Ze's sword, they were still a little shocked.

After being shocked, they felt a great sense of regret. The two of them were once eternal immortals, but now, although their strength has declined, they can still use a little power of Taoism.

When fighting Fan Lianxiu before, the two also tried to use the power of Taoism, but they were also unable to hurt Fan Lianxiu at all.

In their opinion, although Ning Fanyu's Five Swords were powerful, they were still not enough to hurt Fan Lianxiu.

Sure enough, Fan Lianxiu's body was cut into six pieces, but not a drop of blood was shed. A burst of blood flashed, and his body was reshaped directly in the blood.

"Even the art of Taoism can't hurt this vicious creature..."

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed and he withdrew the Five Swords of Rain. Fan Lianxiu snorted disdainfully and said coldly,

"This kind of magical power can hurt others, but it can't hurt my ancestor! The art of a wild bull collapsing a mountain!"

Fan Lianxiu narrowed his eyes and stopped running away. He waved his hand to create a mountain of blood and offered it to the sky.

The blood mountain had already risen into the sky, and tens of thousands of fire bulls immediately rushed out from beneath it. They were all phantoms of wild bulls, their iron hooves stepped into the air, and they rushed toward Ning Fan with a rumble.

When he first saw Ning Fan, he ran away because he was afraid of the three powers in Ning Fan's body.

Not running away at this moment showed that Ning Fan didn't know his weaknesses and didn't seem to know how to use these three powers to cause harm to himself.

In this way, all he had to do was kill Ning Fan before he saw through his weakness, and there would be no need to escape.

With Fan Lianxiu's current level of cultivation, a single fire bull is enough to kill Xuan Xuan.

Tens of thousands of fire bulls collided together, and the huge force was definitely enough to easily kill the weaker Shekong.

"This vicious creature ran away as soon as he saw me coming. His eyes were full of fear before. But now, it has changed..."

"The Five Swords of Rain can't hurt him. I'm afraid even if the Five Swords of War are summoned and all ten swords are unleashed, they won't be able to hurt him. The magical power of this evil creature is so weird. It can ignore the damage of the Law of Dao. No wonder there were hundreds of thousands of monks in the past.

Even if we join forces, we can't take him down..."

"I don't know if I use this to refer to my supernatural power, it might hurt him!"

Ning Fan's scarlet eyes suddenly turned into purple eyes, his silver hair turned into black hair, and his white robe turned into black robe.

His ghostly face turned black little by little. At the moment when it turned black, he suddenly raised his finger, pointed it at Ten Thousand Fire Ox, and uttered only two words of indifference and ruthlessness in his mouth.

"Shagu!"

From the moment Ning Fan returned, Fairy Han Wu's beautiful eyes have always stayed on Ning Fan. She is the one closest to Ning Fan among the girls. The moment Ning Fan changed into black, she clearly saw,

Ning Fan's eyes became as cold as ice. It was as if he had become another stranger completely. The strangeness made her a little afraid to recognize him.

If she hadn't seen Ning Fan turn from white to black with her own eyes, Fairy Han Wu would almost think that Ning Fan in black was another person.

Mo Yuanzi, the ancestor of Jinhua, arrived late in a spiritual boat with a group of monks in distress.

As soon as they arrived here, the two of them saw Ning Fan transformed into black clothes, and they both became frightened.

Especially the ancestor of Jinhua had the most fear on his face. He had been injured by Ning Fan in black before. He knew very well how terrifying Ning Fan's magical powers were in this state. With just one finger, the cultivation level of a monk could be destroyed.

Can be erased!

"This is... the Gui Xu Finger! The Gui Xu Finger of the Fuli clan! Why can this little thief perform this technique!" Moon Burial Fairy Princess said nothing, but she was filled with surprise in her heart.

Fuli has been extinct since ancient times. In this world, there are very few monks who are qualified to know the name of Fuli. Those who can recognize the Guixu Finger are even rarer. And those who can use the Guixu Finger should be dead.

That's right...

Fuli, they should all be dead...

Could it be that this little thief has the bloodline of Fuli? Otherwise, he would never be able to use the Guixu Finger...

In the dictionary of the Fuli clan, the word "Nashagu" means "return to the ruins". The magical power Ning Fan is using at this moment is what the Moon Burial Fairy thinks is the meaning of "return to the ruins".

This technique was learned by Ning Fan from the old man in black robe. His understanding of this technique was extremely shallow, even so. The power of this technique should not be underestimated.

Returning to the ruins means letting everything in the world return to nothingness!

The power of this technique is contrary to the Dao!

In front of the herd of tens of thousands of cattle, billowing black mist suddenly appeared. The black mist rolled towards the fire cattle herd, and the flames on the cattle were immediately extinguished.

One breath and the fire is extinguished!

Three breaths later. All the wild bulls screamed miserably, and their bodies rotted away.

After six breaths, all the skin and flesh of the barbarian bulls rotted and fell off, leaving only the bones and skeletons.

Ten breaths later, even the skeletons of the cattle were turned into ashes and annihilated in the void!

Ten breaths later, this technique is broken!

Ten breaths is also the limit that Ning Fan can use the Return to Ruins Finger now.

He clicked with his index finger and once again fired out countless black mist, rolling toward Fan Lianxiu.

Wrapped in the black mist, Fan Lianxiu's cultivation level was on the decline!

One breath, falling for a thousand years!

Ten breaths, thousands of years of decline!

His blood-soul body was annihilated bit by bit in the black mist. As soon as ten breaths passed, his cultivation level immediately returned to its original state, and his body also recovered immediately!

"Hiss! What a weird magical power! Fortunately, I didn't understand this technique, otherwise I would have hurt my ancestor's blood soul body!"

"I didn't expect that this child has not three types of power that can hurt my ancestor, but four. No, judging from this child's weirdness, maybe there is a fifth or sixth kind..."

"You may not be able to kill this kid if you fight any longer, so you should still run away!"

Fan Lianxiu's expression changed again, his body swayed, turned into a blood rainbow, and escaped again.

Ning Fan's eyes flashed and he ran after him, but his thoughts were racing in his heart.

"When this vicious creature first saw me, he ran away directly because there was something in me that he was deeply afraid of. He stopped running later because he saw that I did not use any means to make him afraid, and he knew that I

He didn't see through the weakness of his blood-soul body, so he wanted to kill me before I realized this."

"With my current understanding of the Guixu Finger, I can't hurt this evil thing...but there must be some method on my body that this evil thing is extremely afraid of!"

With Ning Fan's mind, he immediately deduced this from Fan Lianxiu's various actions.

The Five Swords of Rain are not only Ning Fan's strongest magical power, but among the five swords, there is also the Clutch Sword, a magic weapon acquired by the Twelve Nirvana.

This technique cannot hurt Fan Lianxiu, which means that all magical powers and magic weapons in general cannot hurt Fan Lianxiu.

"Among the many tricks I have, which one is the one that makes Fan Lianxiu extremely afraid..."

Ning Fan's mind suddenly recalled a verse from the "Barbarian Ancestor Sutra" that he often heard recited by the barbarians when he was transforming into mortals and realizing the truth.
To be continued...