No wonder this person is so arrogant and even has innate spiritual equipment. This shows that he must be a highly valued existence among the Nan clan.

However, even the innate treasure armor could not protect the red-robed immortal, and was instantly shattered by the golden palm print. Then even the red-robed immortal's body was shattered into blood under the golden palm.

Wu, his soul, was horrified to the extreme. He looked at the golden palm print hitting his body with a pale face. The feeling of approaching death was unprecedentedly close!

Will die, will die, will die!

What kind of magical power is this! How could Yujun issue such a terrifying golden palm print without even using any of his magic power?

I have only experienced this feeling of being unable to compete and resist in the highest forbidden area in my clan. Only the Antarctic ancestor of my clan who retreats for healing has such a level of cultivation!

This is definitely the cultivation level of ancient overhaul!

Damn, damn, damn! Why should I be rude to an ancient major cultivator, why should I not believe that he is an ancient major cultivator! This Yujun is definitely an ancient major cultivator who hides his cultivation! I can’t take this golden palm print, he is the only one in the clan

No one can take over the second-level quasi-sage! Only the ancestor, only the ancestor...

When he was about to die, an ice and snow jade pendant worn on the neck of the red-robed Immortal Master Yuan Shenbo suddenly broke into two pieces, and then an old figure burst out from the jade pendant, fiercely waved a huge bone club, and

The golden palm prints hit each other.

"Fellow Taoist, calm down! This is definitely a misunderstanding. I, the Southern Clan, have no intention of being against my fellow Taoist!"

The old man who suddenly jumped out had the powerful aura of a first-level quasi-sage all over his body, but it was not his true body, but a clone. However, even the cultivation of this man's quasi-sage clone could not prevent the golden palm print from coming, and his bone club

He was crushed by a golden palm, and then his figure was shattered directly under the golden palm, turning into light spots and dissipating.

Destroying the innate magic weapon with one palm is not shocking to the immortal body, but destroying the clone of a quasi-sage with one palm is definitely shocking!

"It was Barbarian Dao San's clone, and it was destroyed by this man's palm!" Mu Song and Xiang Jiezi were both shocked.

Others couldn't recognize the Quasi-Saint clone who was instantly killed. How could the two of them not recognize that Barbarian Dao San was a Quasi-Saint from the Barbarian Tribe of the Southern Tribe. His cultivation level was almost at the peak of the first-level Quasi-Saint.

A clone that has been practicing hard for many years can rival an ordinary first-level quasi-sage.

Is this scene real just now? Ning Fan...killed the quasi-sage clone of Barbarian Dao San with one palm!!!

"Even the ancestor's clone has been destroyed. I will die, I will die..." The red-robed Immortal Lord was already in despair. He was frightened by Ning Fan's power.

However, the expected death did not come. The golden palm struck his soul and suddenly turned into a gust of wind. He was blown away hundreds of star fields away from Mu Island!

The cultivators were shocked!

"I won't kill you, but there is no next time. Your status as the Young Emperor of the Barbarians is not enough! Next time, you, the Quasi-Sage of the Barbarians, will talk to me!"

Ning Fan clearly said the words on Mu Dao, but through the rain technique, the words reached the ears of the Red-robed Immortal.

"Thank you for not killing me, senior. This time I return to the clan to convey your senior's decree to my ancestors of the Man tribe!"

The red-robed Immortal became frightened, and his Yuanshen little hands clasped his fists in the general direction of Mujima, and then ran away dejectedly.

It's over, it's over, I don't know if his actions angered this ancient cultivator... Let's see how the elders of the clan handle this matter.

puff!

Within the Nan Clan. In the Nanji Temple, five Nan Clan quasi-sages were sitting in rows, closing their eyes and waiting for something.

Suddenly, one of the quasi-sages vomited blood for no reason, and then received the clone's memory, showing a look of shock on his face.

The man who vomited blood was none other than Barbarian Dao San!

"What happened!" The other quasi-sages were shocked when they saw Barbarian San vomiting blood.

In the entire Nan tribe, except for the great elder Anji Ancestor who is still recovering from his injuries, only the second elder is a second-level quasi-sage. Barbarian Dao San is the third master of the Nan tribe. Why did he suddenly vomit blood!

"It's Mr. Yu. This person is unfathomable. He can destroy my clone with just one palm... You can't mess with him. You can't mess with this person!" As soon as Barbarian Dao said these three words, all the other quasi-sages were shocked.

Destroying the quasi-sage clone of Barbarian Dao San with one palm... What a terrifying cultivation level this is!

Ancient overhaul!

Lord Yu, Ning Fan, is really the wild cultivator!

"My clone is nothing more than that. If you pay some price, you can rebuild it. It's just..." Barbarian Dao San smiled bitterly.

If the Nan tribe turns against this person because of today's temptation and draws the wrath of an ancient cultivator, then it will really be difficult to end.

Not to mention that the Great Elder was seriously injured and would never recover. Even when the Great Elder was in his prime, the Southern Tribe would not allow him to offend an ancient cultivator.

So, if the other person is really angry, shall we, the Southern Clan, bow to this person...

"What a joke! My ancestors from the Southern Clan have been guards of the Nantian Gate of the Immortal Emperor for generations. They have always been willing to die in battle, not to bow their heads. If Ning Fan doesn't mess with us, we would be willing to resolve this dispute peacefully.

, it is okay to give in a little bit, but if this person bullies others too much, we will risk the whole clan to die in battle to make this person pay the price! We, the cultivators of the Southern clan, why bother to fight, why not

Cherish your death!"

Of course, it would be better not to offend Ning Fan. No one wants to create a terrifying enemy for no reason...

Killing a quasi-sage with one palm...

Several old monsters of the Southern tribe shuddered secretly. After the red-robed Immortal Lord ran back to the Southern tribe and conveyed Ning Fan's words, they started to blame each other again.

Ning Fan said that next time at least a barbarian quasi-sage must pass by before he can be qualified to talk to him...

Yes, it is a bit inappropriate to send an Eternal Immortal Lord to find Ning Fan.

So the question is, who is going to talk to Ning Fan...

The fourth elder, Nan Tianhua, picked up the tea cup as if nothing had happened and drank for half an hour. He refused to finish the cup of tea and seemed to be competing with his tea bowl. He was a quasi-sage of the Gu tribe and had no barbarian cultivation in his body.

The fifth elder, Prince Zhao, kept pointing and deduce something, as if he was trying to deduce good or bad luck, as if he had nothing to do with the matter of negotiating with Ning Fan and wanted to stay out of it.

The sixth elder, Tashi, and the third elder, Man Dao, looked at each other in disbelief and did not take the initiative to ask Ying to talk to Ning Fan.

Just kidding, talk to Ning Fan, what if the talks fall apart? And then get killed by Ning Fan with a slap? This is risky, whoever is stronger will take the lead!

Finally, it was the second elder, Patriarch Wushan, who spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Ning said, let the quasi-sage of the Barbarian tribe go and talk...so, the third child, the sixth child, you two, choose one to talk to him."

"Ahem, cough, Lao Liu, my clone has just been destroyed and the injury has not healed, so..." Barbarian Sanyi thought of Ning Fan's terror, and with lingering fear, he looked at Lao Liu's pagoda stone imploringly.

When he saw his third brother, who had never asked for help in his life, looking at him like this, Ta Shi sighed and said,

"That's all, I'm a quasi-sage from the Barbarian tribe. I'm going to talk to him! Is the worst possible outcome going to be death? I, a man from the Southern tribe, am not a coward. I..."

Ta Shi was about to say a few words in an upright manner, when a soft female voice came from outside the hall.

"Grandpa Six, how about letting Weiyu go on this trip for you?"

A woman in a feather cloak holding an umbrella walked into the Antarctic Hall with gentle steps.

This woman was none other than the first saint of the Nan tribe. Her name, Tantai Weiyu, was the same as that of a woman Ning Fan had seen before.

It's just that this woman's appearance, cultivation, and bone age are all different from the Tantai Weiyu Ning Fan has encountered.

Moreover, that Tantai Weiyu was born in Zifu Academy in Nantian, and this Tantai Weiyu was a dignified saintess of the Nan tribe. They seemed to be two completely different existences.

"You? No! How can I let you, a little girl, take over the catastrophe of our Southern tribe? Let's not talk about it. Third Grandpa is going, but you are not allowed to go!" Barbarian Dao San was no longer afraid, and he decided to meet Ning Fan for a while.

, we can’t let the little girl Weiyu die! That Ning Fan is a vicious person, he dares to destroy people’s bodies and clones at the slightest disagreement, he is definitely not a kind person!

"I'm going!"

"No, let me go!"

"Let me go!"

The original situation of mutual evasion actually changed because of Wei Yu's suggestion.

Tantai Weiyu's heart warmed up, but he shook his head and said, "No, let Weiyu go. You don't know this person, but I should know something about him..." At this point, Weiyu seemed to be reminiscing.

The look on his face gave him a faint smile.

"Have you met Mr. Yu? When? Since you were born, you have never traveled a hundred thousand miles away from the Nan clan. How could you have seen this person?"

"secret…"

Tantai Weiyu smiled slyly.

I have indeed seen it. Then Ning Fan has met her witchcraft villain... The quasi-sage grandfathers don't know about this.

The discussion she had at that time is still particularly vivid in her memory...

What a cunning person. He actually pretended to be an ancient overhaul and scared several quasi-sage grandfathers. Who is the Immortal Lord of Rain... Others don’t know that you come from the rain world, but I know (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!