"Give me the vitality in your body! This is your punishment for showing hostility to this demon!"

Ning Fan in black had a very domineering tone. As soon as he landed on the ancient bluestone road, he immediately walked towards the snake-haired old man.

The snake-haired old man was still a little uneasy in his heart, but when he noticed Ning Fan's aura of cultivation, his heart suddenly dropped. He narrowed his eyes and sneered slightly.

"Asking me to give up the vitality in my body? Humph! What a big statement! Junior! If I read it correctly, before you were suppressed by the power of the Forbidden Immortal, you should only be in the middle stage of Shekong, right? How dare you, a mere junior Shekong.

To speak such arrogant words to me and to take away the vitality from my body is to say that you really don’t know what the heavens and the earth are!”

"According to my rules, if you speak rudely to me, you must die to apologize! I won't kill you myself, so just kill yourself to avoid humiliating yourself at my hands!"

After saying this, the snake-haired old man stood with his hands behind his hands and looked up at the sky. He had the air of a senior and a master, but did not take Ning Fan's eyes, which were approaching him step by step.

In the view of the snake-haired old man, Ning Fan uttered arrogant words to him, and he was already showing mercy by giving Ning Fan a chance to commit suicide.

If Ning Fan doesn't want to commit suicide obediently, hey, he doesn't mind killing Ning Fan, the 'junior Shekong', with his own hands.

Ning Fan ignored the snake-haired old man and continued to approach him step by step.

Seeing that Ning Fan refused to commit suicide, the snake-haired old man opened his eyes impatiently and snorted coldly.

"Stubborn! Since you refuse to commit suicide, I will personally send you on your way! I will show you the terror of the monks in the Broken Thought Realm! The art of Dao Thought, the green dragon turns into scissors!"

The snake-haired old man suddenly put his hands together, and two giant shadows of cyan dragons intertwined appeared between the sky and the earth. They were the Taoist images he had practiced hard for many years.

But when the Dao Elephant glowed with green light, the two intertwined dragons turned into a giant pair of scissors, descended directly, and cut Ning Fan in the middle.

"This is my special skill. You can die under this skill. You are enough to be proud..."

After saying this, the snake-haired old man closed his eyes slightly, as if he had foreseen the scene of Ning Fan being cut from the waist and beheaded by the green dragon.

Facing the attack of the Green Dragon Scissors, Ning Fan just slowly raised his right hand, extended his index finger, pointed it down, and said coldly.

"Shagu!"

Immediately, a demonic wind blew up between the sky and the earth, and black mist rolled in. Above the sea of ​​clouds, a huge black butterfly demonic shadow slowly appeared, which seemed to be illusory and illusory. It was like a black flame that could flicker and extinguish indefinitely, and its aura was ominous and evil.

As Ning Fan in black said "Chagu", the billowing black mist instantly condensed into a thousand-foot-long finger light and pressed directly towards the giant green dragon scissors.

But with a loud bang, the giant green dragon scissors were smashed into countless pieces by Ning Fan with one finger.

The snake-haired old man, who was closing his eyes and pretending to be a master, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with disbelief! Before he could react any further, Ning Fan's thousand-foot-long finger had rushed over and pressed down on his head!

As soon as the finger light was pressed down, the whole body of the snake-haired old man seemed to be torn apart, and there was boundless pain. With the huge force of the finger, the snake-haired old man immediately vomited blood and flew backwards. After flying a hundred feet away, he hit the bluestone heavily.

On the ancient road, the whole person seemed to have become a bloody man.

At this moment, there was no longer any contempt in his eyes, only shock. Only fear.

He knew that he had made a mistake. Ning Fan was definitely not a 'Junior Shekong'!

"This person's finger is too strong. Even if I am not careless and try my best, I still cannot receive this finger head-on! I can only retreat!"

"This person is definitely not Shekong! Even if he is not in the late stage of Suinian, he must be the kind of mid-stage Suinian who has half-stepped into the late stage!"

"Damn it! If I had known that this person was so powerful, I would have escaped long ago..."

At this moment, the snake-haired old man felt extremely regretful.

Ning Fan ignored the snake-haired old man and raised his finger again to point at the snake-haired old man.

"Shagu!"

Following this instruction, endless black mist immediately appeared above the sea of ​​clouds, like a black ocean, directly submerging the snake-haired old man.

The black mist seemed to have the power of a seal. In the black mist, the snake-haired old man could not move at all. Within the black mist, there was a suction force, swallowing up the demon power in the snake-haired old man's body, and constantly erasing it.

With his cultivation, that kind of erasure is actually impossible to defend against!

With one breath, a thousand years of Taoism will be wiped out!

Ten breaths will erase ten thousand years of Taoism!

The snake-haired old man had advanced cultivation, and the loss of ten thousand years of Taoism was nothing to him. But what made him panic was that the vitality in his body was being devoured by the black mist at an almost terrifying speed.

If he hadn't been seriously injured by Ning Fan's finger, he might have been able to resist the loss of life a little. But at this moment, he was extremely injured and could no longer resist the loss of life.

In just ten breaths, 90% of the vitality in the snake-haired old man's body was directly drained by Ning Fan!

Ten breaths later, the black mist gradually dissipated. Looking at the dying snake-haired old man, Ning Fan frowned.

"It's not enough... Even if the vitality in this snake-haired old man's body is drained, it's not enough to be swallowed by the beast..."

"That's all, let's drain all the life out of this person first!"

Ning Fan raised his finger again, as if he wanted to use his Ruin Finger again to take away all the life of the snake-haired old man.

The snake-haired old man collapsed on the ground. When he saw Ning Fan, he raised his finger again. He turned pale with fright and begged for mercy,

"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute! If you have anything to say, don't try to take any more of my life! Ninety percent of my life has been taken away by fellow Taoist. If the remaining 10% is taken away, I must die!"

"I can see it! Isn't it that fellow Taoist has reached a bottleneck in his cultivation and needs a lot of vitality power to practice? The power of vitality is easy to talk about, and I have it in abundance! As long as my fellow Taoist spares me from death, I am willing to give you a treasure, which contains

The vitality power is definitely enough for Taoist friends to practice!"

"Fellow Taoist, let's discuss it. If you spare my life, I will give you a treasure...ah! Fellow Taoist, please be merciful!"

Before the snake-haired old man finished speaking, Ning Fan grabbed his neck and lifted him up like a chicken.

He is already short in stature and is slightly taller than a dwarf. It was quite funny to be mentioned by Ning Fan at this moment.

"What is the treasure that contains the power of vitality that you mentioned?" Ning Fan asked coldly.

"Yes...well, I can't say it. My fellow Taoist hasn't promised to spare my life, so I don't dare to say it. Once I say it, my fellow Taoist will definitely...ah!"

The snake-haired old man suddenly screamed and passed out.

But Ning Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with the snake-haired old man. He directly used the spirit-reverse technique to search for the soul of the snake-haired old man.

After searching for the soul, Ning Fan's eyes showed a strange look, took away the snake-haired old man's storage bag, and threw the snake-haired old man on the ground.

After rummaging around in the storage bag, Ning Fan took out a purple python bone.

Upon seeing that the vitality contained in this python bone was actually a hundred times as much as the vitality in the snake-haired old man's body, Ning Fan immediately nodded with satisfaction.

"This object is a fragment of bones left behind by the ancestors of the Sky-Swallowing Python Clan after they were reincarnated... Once the Sky-Swallowing Python Clan falls, their vitality will be absorbed into their bones. The vitality in the bones will be passed on to future generations.

People devour..."

"If I didn't have this bone, maybe I would have to take away a few more people's lives to be enough for Man Wen to devour. With this bone, I can save myself some trouble..."

Ning Fan took away the python bone, frowned slightly, glanced at the snake-haired old man, and said indifferently, "Don't pretend to be dead! The python bone you gave is very useful to this demon. I can spare you from death."

!The premise is that you help this demon unseal the python bone!"

The python bone does contain a lot of vitality, but it is in a sealed state. The seal is not strong. If Ning Fan is willing, he can easily break the seal. However, the seal is very special. If it is broken in the wrong way. The python bone

The vitality contained in it will dissipate in an instant...

The correct method of unsealing can only be performed by members of the Sky-Swallowing Python clan. That is to use the power of the Sky-Swallowing Python's demon blood to lift the seal. Outsiders without the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Python cannot break the seal.

The snake-haired old man was still unconscious on the ground and seemed to have no reaction to Ning Fan's words.

Seeing this, Ning Fan raised his finger again, as if he wanted to use his Return to Ruins Finger again to take the snake-haired old man's life.

As soon as he saw Ning Fan about to use Guixu Finger again, the snake-haired old man who fainted on the ground jumped up from the ground and hurriedly exclaimed, "Fellow Taoist, please stop! You can't do it. This

Under your guidance, I must die!"

"Aren't you pretending to be dead?"

"No more pretending, no more pretending, hehe..."

The snake-haired old man smiled awkwardly at Ning Fan, rolled his eyes, and said, "I didn't look carefully just now, but now I realize that fellow Taoist is actually a pseudo-ancient demon! Haha, fellow Taoist turns out to be a fellow demon clan member of mine.

, I'm sorry, I don't know which clan I'm a friend of? You just searched my memory, and it seems that you used the spirit-reverse technique of the True Dragon clan... This technique... It seems that only the Eternal Immortal Lord of the True Dragon clan can perform it, right?

Why can fellow Taoist..."

On the surface, the snake-haired old man was smiling apologetically, but actually his heart was filled with huge waves. He secretly guessed that Ning Fan must be the Eternal Immortal of the True Dragon Clan? Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to master the spirit-reverse technique!

Ning Fan was not going to talk nonsense with the snake-haired old man, and directly threw the python bone to the snake-haired old man, "I will give you a stick of incense to unseal this python bone. If you can't do it, die! If you say one more nonsense, die!"

"

The snake-haired old man hurriedly caught the python bone, feeling cold all over his body. He didn't dare to talk nonsense to Ning Fan anymore, so he shut up obediently.

He glanced at the python bone in his hand with a slightly complicated look, then glanced at Ning Fan, gritted his teeth, crossed his legs on the ground, and activated the power of blood in his body to unseal the seal in the python bone.

"Hey, I relied on countless merits to obtain such a small piece of ancestral python bone from the clan. Unexpectedly, before I could swallow this python bone, this bone would be given to others... Come on, as long as I can

To save my life, I have to give up this python bone, so what does it matter! This person is most likely an old monster from the True Dragon Clan, I can’t afford to mess with this person... I hope this person can keep his promise, and with my help

After he unseals this bone, spare my life..."

In just half a stick of incense, the snake-haired old man completed unsealing the python bone and handed the python bone to Ning Fan respectfully.

Ning Fan took the python bone and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and with a sway, his body immediately shattered into countless black demonic lights and disappeared from the 21st ancient road.

At the same time, in the 78th Palace on the 19th Ancient Road, Ning Fan, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes for the first time.

From the beginning to the end, Ning Fan's true form did not leave the 19th Ancient Road. He only used his magical power to transform into a black-clothed demon body and descended to the snake-haired old man. That was all.

At this moment, Ning Fan suffered a serious loss of vitality in his body. As he withdrew his magical power, a large amount of vitality immediately appeared in his body, and a purple python bone appeared in his hand.

Ning Fan placed the python bone horizontally on his knees, pointed his fingers on the python bone, and absorbed the life force within the python bone.

Gradually, the barbaric lines in the body swallowed up enough vitality, and the backlash began to lessen and gradually subsided.

Gradually, in Ning Fan's ears, the disembodied sounds of barbarians chanting sutras sounded. It seemed very close, but also seemed very far away. It was difficult to hear the content of the sutras clearly...

He was cross-legged in the main hall, and the wild patterns on his body kept feeling hot. At the same time, behind him, the shadow of an ancient statue slowly appeared. The shadow of the ancient statue was not solid. There was only a head and no face.

, the limbs only have a rough outline, roughly a human shape.

At the moment when the ancient statue was formed, wild blood was continuously generated in Ning Fan's body. Among the wild blood, there were traces of bloodline memories flowing into Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Those bloodline memories are all related to Shao Siman's nine calamities. Until now, Ning Fan knew that the backlash that occurs every time the number of barbaric patterns reaches a hundred is called calamity. The one he just survived was Shao Siman's third calamity.

Three losses!
To be continued...