After a long time, Dao Manshan returned to the seventh floor with a heavy heart. He had sensed that Ning Fan had passed the eighth damage, which meant that the fourth generation of barbarian gods had completed the inheritance and must have passed away...

The fourth generation... This was a barbarian god who cared about the barbarians. Her passing made Dao Manshan feel a little sad.

However, when Daomanshan returned to the seventh floor, he saw a scene that made him dumbfounded.

The shadow of the mountains and seas painted by Xizi has not disappeared. At this moment, he is neatly dressed and is teaching Ning Fan the magical transformation of the relics.

Uh...what's going on.

"You have cultivated the reverse relic. The strength of the relic depends on the amount of 'charm' contained in it... When cultivating the reverse relic, there are several points you need to pay attention to... first... second... third..."

"There are inverse relics. The more cauldrons you have, the greater the benefits. You don't have to replenish those cauldrons. You just need to..."

Xizi Hua was like a teacher, teaching Ning Fan endlessly the method of cultivating the reverse relics, and would occasionally give demonstrations.

Ning Fan was like a student, quietly listening to the description of Xizi's paintings, and occasionally asked one or two questions about the practice of charm.

The two of them looked serious, as if nothing charming had happened between them...

But, is it true that nothing happened?

As careful as Dao Manshan was, he naturally noticed some traces of love on Xizi Hua's fair neck... Well, it seems that the Fourth and Tenth Generations did something, but if they did that, the Fourth Generation

The shadows of mountains and seas will undoubtedly disperse, but why haven’t they dispersed…

I just can’t figure it out. Anyway, it’s a good thing that the four generations have not dispersed. I’d rather not explore the specific details.

Daomanshan did not disturb Xizi Hua and Ning Fan, but stood aside, waiting for Xizi Hua to teach Ning Fan his cultivation experience.

Several hours later, Xizi Hua was finally taught. After listening to Xizi Hua's guidance on the art of enchantment, Ning Fan's understanding of the art of enchantment became much better.

With the 'help' of Xizi Hua, Ning Fan was lucky enough to cultivate the reverse relic. This is really a good thing and is of great use. Unfortunately, Ning Fan does not have a cauldron with him at the moment, so he cannot test the reverse relic.

All sorts of mysteries…

As for its specific magical powers, there is no need to go into details at this time, we will see for ourselves later.

"Thank you, senior, for your kindness in preaching..."

Ning Fan cupped his fists and thanked Xi Zihua, with a hint of complexity in his eyes. After experiencing the beauty of the bowling green, it was a bit awkward to call him "senior".

"There is no need to say thank you. I had murderous intentions towards you before, and I only gave you the relics to compensate you. From now on, we will not owe each other anything..."

Can two people really not owe each other? Xi Zihua's heart is equally complex. Although she is just a shadow of the mountains and seas, and her body is dead, what happened to Ning Fan cannot be treated as if it never happened. She has practiced enchantment all her life. However,

This is the first time I have been so close to a man...

Thinking of the previous scenes at the rolling green, Xizi Hua felt a little red-faced. It was only because he was determined to die that he boldly did those things. Who would have expected that this shadow of the mountains and seas has not died, and he has to face it again at this moment.

It was somewhat embarrassing for Ning Fan.

I don’t want you! I don’t want you! I don’t want you!

Suddenly, he remembered Ning Fan's resounding rejection. Xi Zihua felt a little angry and glared at Ning Fan angrily. She was actually disliked...

This glance, in Dao Manshan's eyes, was regarded as a flirtation between lovers.

"Sure enough... something happened between the tenth generation and the fourth generation..." Dao Manshan chuckled, but this smile made Xizi Hua's expression become serious.

I was only focused on getting angry, but I forgot that I had already left the first generation for several hours. It was really rude... Xizi Hua calmed his expression and said to Dao Manshan,

"The eighth loss of ten generations has been successfully overcome. I will retire first."

Ning Fan has passed the eighth loss, what's the point of her staying here anymore?

After saying goodbye to Daoman Mountain, Xi Zihua didn't even look at Ning Fan again, and disappeared in a flash.

There was only one message left, echoing in Ning Fan's mind.

"Huh, we'll never see each other again!" There was still a lot of resentment.

"We'll never see each other again..." Ning Fan looked at the place where Xizi's paintings disappeared and shook his head helplessly.

There is always a feeling that we will see each other again. Well, if I have the opportunity to leave the four worlds and nine realms in the future and go to the three true realms, I will probably go to the barbarians to see them.

There should be a day to meet again...

"Haha, the fourth generation has always been a qualified barbarian god, occupying a high position like an emperor, intangible to emotions and anger, weak on the outside, but strong on the inside. Unexpectedly, you can make her show such a little daughter attitude

...I am really curious about what happened between you and the fourth generation..."

Dao Manshan laughed and shook his head, then took out a dark red scroll and handed it to Ning Fan.

"This is..." Ning Fan said slightly surprised.

"This is a way to use tree species, and it is also a way to control the power of killing and punishment. You put it away first and look at it later. You have passed the eighth loss and are about to leave this place. I have something to say to you."

"Senior has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

Ning Fan noticed that Dao Manshan's expression was very serious. What he wanted to say was of great importance, so he listened with all his energy.

"You have the power of the gods, demons, and demons in your body. These three tribes all belong to the world of dust. But you also have the power of the blood-stealing clan in your body. The clan of robbery spirits belongs to the world of dust... The skills you practice are very good.

In particular, it can actually make four different bloodlines coexist harmoniously. This is the first time I have heard of this bloodline symbiosis technique. It is much more powerful than those monks who use the ancient fruit to fuse bloodlines."

Ning Fan originally thought that what Dao Manshan wanted to say was probably to tell him to protect the barbarians, but unexpectedly, he was talking about his own bloodline.

"Your skills are good. I think one day, you will truly integrate these four bloodlines. But at that time, among the four bloodlines, there must be one master and one master... I have a suggestion, I hope you can listen to it.

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"When merging bloodlines, the robbery blood must not be used as the main bloodline... The robbery blood is very powerful, but it has huge drawbacks. If you can let the blood of gods, demons and demons suppress the robbery blood, you will have no worries in this life. If you can't do this,

One thing, you will never be able to escape from the clutches of the Lord of Tribulation in this life, and as soon as you enter the real world, disaster will be imminent..."

"Remember, remember!"

Daomanshan took a deep look at Ning Fan, and gradually faded and disappeared along with the entire ancient barbarian tomb. His cultivation level far surpassed that of ancient times. Even if he calls the Lord of Tribulation by his name, there is no problem.

Until it completely disappeared, Daoman Mountain did not make any request to Ning Fan to revitalize the barbarian tribe.

From Daoman Shan's point of view, there are some things that don't need to be said at all. If Ning Fan has the intention, he will revitalize the barbarian tribe. If he doesn't have the intention, he can't force it.

Dao Manshan's last words echoed in Ning Fan's ears for a long time, making Ning Fan's expression solemn as never before.

Can't we focus on robbing blood to fuse the bloodline...

Even though his consciousness returned to the outside world, Ning Fan remained silent, slowly walked out of the lake, and climbed onto the lake shore. The immortal blood in the lake had already exhausted its power in this year, so the lake had become clear again.

"Oh my, that's amazing! You brat, you actually survived the eighth injury. It's amazing, it's amazing!"

The nagging voice of the eyeball monster awakened Ning Fan from his meditation.

"How about it, the fourth generation of barbarian gods are beautiful, isn't it a feast for the eyes! Hehe, it's not a loss to cross the eighth generation! I'm not lying to you! It's a pity, it's a pity. You can only enjoy the feast of your eyes, the fourth generation of barbarian gods

I’ve never been close to any man, so don’t even dream of kissing Xiangze... Hey, young man, look away, those noble women are not something we lowly people can dream of.” The eyeball monster comforted him with the tone of a fellow-minded person.

road.

"..." Ning Fan didn't know what to say. Do you want him to tell the eye-ball monster that not only did he have an affair with Xiangze, but he also had an affair with Xizihua?

"By the way, brat, are the previous visions of Barbarian God Zhan Tian related to you?" The eyeball monster suddenly remembered the business and asked.

"Yes." After thinking for a while, Ning Fan felt that there was no need to hide this matter from the eyeball monster, and answered truthfully.

"You, you, you, you actually became the tenth generation of barbarian gods in the ancient barbarian world! Really?!" Although the eyeball monster had expected it, now that his guess was confirmed, he was still overjoyed.

If Ning Fan truly becomes the Tenth Generation Barbarian God, his confidence in killing Yin Mo will undoubtedly be much greater.

Because as long as Ning Fan becomes a barbarian god, he can have the power of killing and punishment. The only trouble is that Yin Mo has too many mountains of punishment, three in total. As Yin Mo's right eye, the eyeball monster knows that,

Over the years, Yin Mo has already built the third mountain of punishment. In terms of the power of punishment alone, only the legendary first generation in the history of the barbarians can surpass him...

"You brat, how many execution mountains do you own now? One or two!" The eye-ball monster secretly calculated in his heart. In the history of the barbarians, most of the barbarian gods only had one punishment mountain. Those who once owned two punishment mountains,

There are only Xizi paintings and Yinmo paintings, and the second generation was two and a half. Of course, today's Yinmo paintings are three punishment mountains.

It is unlikely that Ning Fan will surpass Yin Mo. Three is a bit difficult, the lowest is one. Two is also possible, but it is unlikely.

It would be great if this brat could have two execution mountains. In this way, the certainty of killing Yin Mo could be increased to at least 60%...

"Thirty-six seats." Ning Fan thought for a while and answered truthfully to the eyeball monster. He had a vague feeling that the question from the eyeball monster was related to killing Yin Mo, so naturally he would not hide anything.

"Uh, I don't seem to have heard what you said clearly. Please tell me again, is it three seats or six seats..."

The eyeball monster looked shocked. He seemed to have had an auditory hallucination just now. He actually heard Ning Fan say thirty-six... Hearing an auditory hallucination, it must be an auditory hallucination...

"...Thirty-six..." Ning Fan answered again. This time, he directly summoned thirty-six punishment mountains, releasing all the power of punishment.

Thirty-six golden giant mountains suddenly appeared in the sky, and the invisible power of punishment spread throughout the entire copper tower space in just an instant.

Miaoyan is not a barbarian and cannot feel the power of punishment that comes from his bloodline, but the eyeball monster is different.

The true identity of the eyeball monster is the right eye of ancestor Yin Mo, which was separated from Yin Mo for some reasons.

Yin Mo is an out-and-out barbaric cultivator, and Eyeball Monster can also be considered a barbaric cultivator.

As long as you are a barbaric cultivator, you can feel the terrifying pressure of the thirty-six punishment mountains. Even if the eyeball monster has the cultivation level of the Seven Tribulations Immortal Emperor, he still feels insignificant in front of these thirty-six mountains!

Ning Fan in front of him gave him an invincible feeling, as if just one thought could make him fall on the spot!

Facing Ning Fan, the eyeball monster actually started to tremble. It was so trembling that it could not maintain its flying posture and fell to the ground, as if crawling.

"Three... Thirty-six Mountains! What a terrifying power of punishment. It can't be resisted or defeated! With a cultivation level comparable to that of an Immortal Lord, it would take almost just
To be continued...