Ning Fan has not used the third-purpose magical power for many years.

It was still the days of the Rain Realm. With the help of the Pill Emperor, Ning Fan opened his third eye. The original purpose of this eye was to identify the authenticity of elixirs.

Later, Ning Fan entered the place where the Immortal King of Six Desires was seated and refined the eyes of the Immortal King of Six Desires - the Desire-Resolving Pearl, thereby improving his eyesight to the level of acquired Dharma purposes.

The third purpose recognition ability has also been improved a lot, but unfortunately, it is still of no great use.

After many years, the third eye finally came into use and became the place where the eyeball monster possessed itself after it exploded!

After possessing it, the eyeball monster directly took over Ning Fan's body and transferred all its power into Ning Fan's body.

Twelve black crescents rotated in the third eye like magatama. Ning Fan's aura began to rise steadily, and what improved was the ancient god's cultivation among the four cultivations!

The eyeball monster clearly possessed barbarian cultivation, but when it was transferred to Ning Fan, it turned into the pure power of the ancient gods... All of this seems to be caused by the Black Moon Magatama.

This improvement in cultivation is only temporary, like a secret method, and cannot last for long. After defeating Yin Mo, Ning Fan's cultivation will fall back to the original point.

Even so, for Ning Fan, this is also a rare opportunity to realize and feel the power of a higher realm.

The visions of the four true bridges that held the Dao were transformed one by one under Ning Fan's feet. At the same time, there was also a miniature of the true illusion river. Ning Fan's ancient god's cultivation level continued to skyrocket, as if he had used a secret method. Every time he improved,

At the first level, there will be a reflection of Ning Fan in the river...

The early stage of giving up emptiness, the middle stage of giving up emptiness, the late stage of giving up emptiness, and the peak of giving up emptiness!

Ning Fan's eyes flashed as he looked at the reflection in the Zhenhuan River. The reflection was a bit blurry and he couldn't see the details clearly.

His Blood Tribulation Cultivation is comparable to that of the Eternal Immortal Lord. However, unfortunately, the practice principles of Blood Tribulation are completely different from the cultivation of gods, demons and demons.

The monk Duzhen built a real bridge on the river; while the monk Shekong built a reflection under the river... Ning Fan suddenly had a feeling of spiritual blessing, as if he had grasped the key to causing the inner calamity and breaking through the realm of Shekong, but it was a pity that he was here and now.

, it’s not that you can’t think about it carefully when you understand it.

The early stage of broken thoughts, the middle stage of broken thoughts, the late stage of broken thoughts, and the peak of broken thoughts!

Ning Fan's cultivation continued to improve, and he finally felt the power of the Broken Thought Realm.

The reason why the old monster Suinian is stronger than the monk Shekong is not only because of the suppression in the realm, but also because the monk Suinian possesses Taoism and can integrate Taoism into his magical power to form the technique of Taoism.

Once upon a time, in the loneliness of falling leaves and the sadness of autumn, Ning Fan invented the art of the West Wind, which was a kind of Taoism art. It shined brilliantly in the tomb competition and made Ning Fan famous.

Dao Nian is the key to cultivating Suinian Cultivator...

The improvement of his cultivation level is still continuing, and Ning Fan's cultivation level has begun to break into the eternal realm after the three realms of true immortals!

The zero calamity of all eternity, the first calamity of all eternity, the second calamity, the third calamity...all the way to the ninth calamity!

As soon as his cultivation reached the Eternal Realm, the imperial energy in Ning Fan's body began to merge crazily towards his soul.

After the fusion, the soul was dyed with a light golden color, and as the cultivation level continued to improve, the golden color became darker and darker. In the end, Ning Fan's soul completely turned into gold, like most immortal emperors.

!

The golden soul is only owned by the Immortal Emperor, and is famous for being difficult to kill!

At this moment, Ning Fan's aura was as strong as the Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor, but his aura was still improving, and finally exceeded the scope of the Nine Tribulations, becoming as powerful as a quasi-sage!

Is this the power of Quasi-Saints... It seems that among Quasi-Saints, there is still a division of realms.

Ning Fan doesn't know how to divide the realm of quasi-sage. If he insists on dividing it, he can divide the realm of quasi-sage into three steps.

Weaker quasi-sages, such as the ancestor of Shenxu Pavilion, Xiang Jiezi, and the purple clan quasi-sage who took away Senluo's skull, should all be on the first step.

Yin Mo... is the quasi-sage at the top of the third ladder! Ning Fan raised his head and looked at Yin Mo. The stronger his aura, the more terrifying he could feel Yin Mo. If you compare his true cultivation to a drop of water

, then Yinmo’s cultivation is like rivers, lakes and seas, vast and unfathomable.

But no matter how strong Yin Mo is, there is no reason to plot against him! How can Ning Fan fear a battle against Yin Mo!

The eyeball monster controlled Ning Fan's body and took a step forward. Twelve black full moons suddenly appeared in the night sky!

After the twelve full moons emerged, Ning Fan's aura also reached the third step of the Quasi-Saint!

"Yin Mo, fight with me!"

The eyeball monster roared loudly, and a force very similar to the power of mourning surged in Ning Fan's body. If Ning Fan sensed it correctly, what the eyeball monster was using was the black moon magical power of mourning for the ancestor of Beitian!

Ning Fan also knows some of the Black Moon magical powers, which he learned in the lower tree world. Compared with Ning Fan's magical powers, the eyeball monster's magical powers are obviously more complete and are equally lethal to people other than puppets!

As 'Ning Fan' raised his hand and pressed it, black moonlight suddenly fell from the sky, like thousands of raindrops.

"Mourning the ancients means the moon is like rain!"

Possessed by Ning Fan, the eyeball monster can use Ning Fan's magical power to turn the moonlight in the sky into a sudden night rain, which suddenly rolls towards Yinmo.

This rain has astonishing power in the hands of the eyeball monster. One drop of rain can kill a loose immortal, a hundred drops can kill a ghost, and ten thousand drops can kill a person. The overwhelming rain comes from the sky, and the vast force of the rain is enough to severely injure a quasi-sage.

All monks!

"There is actually a trace of the palm power of the Rain Principle..." Yin Mo looked solemn. As far as he knew, there should be only one kind of Palm Principle of the Eyeball Monster, and that is the Principle of Immortality. After all, the Immortality Void, now

Still in the hands of the eyeball monster...

So, is it because of Ning Fan that the eyeball monster can use the power of the eyeball monster?

As a descendant of the chaotic ancient times, this son is not very old, but he has developed a kind of yin and yang, and his qualifications are quite good.

It's a pity that this guy is with the wrong person! Together with the right eye, the only outcome is death!

"If the mourning person comes, I am still afraid. Unfortunately, if you use the black moon technique, it will turn into raindrops, so what will happen! Fire is coming!"

Yin Mo opened his mouth and spat out a stream of gray gas. As soon as the gray gas appeared, it immediately turned into a sea of ​​fire, occupying most of the world.

Before the raindrops hit, it was directly evaporated by the sea of ​​fire. The power of the fire element made the dark ink in the fire light flicker, making it difficult to see clearly.

At this moment, Yin Mo seems to have become the king of fire between heaven and earth. Everything he looks at can burn with just one thought!

"This is...the power of the Fire Dao Palm!"

Miaoyan's beautiful face turned pale slightly. Just now, a dark gaze came from afar and swept over her body. In an instant, her soul felt a burning pain, and even her body had a tendency to burn.

It was as if Yin Mo could burn her to ashes with just one look from Yin Mo! It seemed that she was spared death just because Yin Mo didn't bother to kill her!

She is an eternal immortal. She doesn’t even have the strength to withstand the dark gaze. How could this person be so strong!

Zhu Gong was also frightened. The strength shown by Yin Mo was probably not much weaker than that of his first master Zhu Li.

Zhu Li is one of the top ten Immortal Emperors under the Purple Dou Seat. If Yin Mo was in ancient times, even if he could not be ranked among the top ten emperors, I'm afraid he would still be close!

Hiss!

The sea of ​​​​fire spread all the way, and soon approached the places where Miaoyan and Zhu Gong were located. In front of this sea of ​​​​fire, the two of them were completely defenseless.

will die...

"It's too dangerous here. Send them out of the Nine Heavens Palace. It's enough for me to help you kill Yin Mo!" Ning Fan said to the eyeball monster in his mind.

The eyeball monster also has the same plan. Wisely, if the candle bow stays here, it will not be of much help. On the contrary, it is very likely to be accidentally killed by the sea of ​​​​fire here, which is meaningless.

It controlled Ning Fan's body. He flicked his sleeves and rolled them in the direction of Miao Yan and Zhu Gong.

The next moment, Miaoyan and Zhu Gong were directly thrown out of the Nine Heavens Tower by the eyeball monster with great magical power, and returned to the Broken Wilderness.

"Your heart is just like mourning. It is too weak. You are just a few ants. If you die, you will die. Why should you save me? Only the weak will pity others."

Yin Mo gave a disdainful smack, and suddenly closed his hands. Two giant palms of gray fire suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​​​fire, and closed them suddenly towards Ning Fan.

"The moon is like a war!"

The eyeball monster controlled Ning Fan's body, and with a little finger, countless black threads immediately twisted into a bundle and turned into a black halberd. With a horizontal slash, not only were the two fire palms extinguished, but all the sea of ​​​​fire was extinguished in an instant.

At the same time, the entire sky on the ninth floor of Tianque was also cut off and cut into two pieces!

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

The top of the ninth floor of Tianque began to collapse, countless rubbles and space debris fell from the sky, and a broken void storm roared here.

The scenery of the outside world is revealed in front of you. The sky above is undoubtedly the broken and wild sky of the outside world!

This blow actually directly opened the path between Tianque and the outside world, which shows its terrifying power!

This black war halberd is very similar to the War God's magical power of war - the War King's Halberd, but its power is thousands of times more powerful than the War King's Halberd!

This black halberd is the magical power formed by the eyeball monster borrowing the power of Ning Fan and Yin and Yang to condense the light of the black moon!

"Another way of holding a palm position..."

Yin Mo's expression became more solemn.

"The moon is dark!"

The eyeball monster didn't give Yin Mo a chance to breathe. With a big hand, the whole world suddenly fell into darkness.

It was the purest darkness. Yin Mo's eyes were shocked. In this darkness, he was deprived of his five senses and could not even sense his spiritual thoughts.

There is no way to predict which direction the right eye will strike from!

Monk fighting skills are ever-changing, and a moment of negligence may lead to death.

An unprecedented sense of crisis appeared in Yin Mo's heart. He did not dare to neglect, but at the cost of self-destruction, he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The blood turned into gray moonlight, dispersing all the darkness, but it was still a step too late.

Before his five senses could recover, the eyeball monster's attack had already come, and the halberd of fighting intent that could split the sky struck him.
To be continued...