Hearing that Ning Fan was in trouble, Lei Ze Ancestor's face suddenly changed greatly.

At this moment, in the Shimuro Mountain, there is clear air rising from all directions, and there is also boundless turbidity like the earth dragon waking up, rolling and walking. Clear air and turbid qi are intertwined in the small world of Shimuro Mountain, and every time they collide with each other, they will emit a comet-like roar; there are avenue lines that appear in the heaven and the earth, and they collapse one after another in the roar; and there are strange fragrances scattered between the heaven and the earth, for unknown reasons.

"It's not good! The small world of Shimuro Mountain is actually collapsing, and Uncle Xiao must be involved in this collapse before he gets hurt!"

At the moment, Lei Ze Ancestor didn't care about talking to the Pure Yang Patriarch and the Fish Master, so he flew out and wanted to enter the Stone Chamber Mountain to explore.

Unexpectedly, he had just stepped into the range of Shimuro Mountain, and a purple palm print suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. This palm print seemed to be pressed directly on the Great Dao vein, and with a single press, the collapse in the Stone Chamber Mountain intensified sharply, and then tens of thousands of Great Dao cracks with faint purple light tore the heavens and the earth all the way from three directions, and attacked the Lei Ze Ancestor.

"Fellow Daoists, beware!" the Pure Yang Patriarch and the Fish Master reminded in shock, but it was still a step too late.

The speed at which those avenue cracks tore forward was too fast, and Razor Ancestor couldn't dodge at all, and only had time to open his defense slightly, he was hit by it, and while flying upside down, countless blood marks were torn around his body.

"Shhhhh

Although the torn blood marks around his body were only minor injuries, Lei Ze Ancestor was still so shocked that he gasped. At the critical moment, he launched the power of the title, and narrowly opened a thousand-foot wind wall, so that he could withstand the power of most collapses. If his defense is half a step slower, nothing will end well!

"This purple palm print, could it be..."

Razor Ancestor had a faint guess, and an extremely bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

When he looked up again, he saw three arrogant faces emitting purple light from above the collapsed sky of Stone Chamber Mountain.

It was actually the face of the Heavenly Dao Soul, directly appearing above the sky, overlooking all living beings, with an unbeatable contempt in his eyes!

And this is not an ordinary Heavenly Dao Soul, it is actually an extremely rare purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul in the Illusion Dream Realm!

What's even more terrifying is that there are actually three purple-faced Heavenly Dao souls!

"Old man, ginseng immortal!"

"Old man, Lingzhi Immortal!"

"Old man, deer antler fairy!"

"Fengtian carrier, the Immortal Emperor said: This Heavenly Dao is now taken over by my Dao Soul Three Immortals, this son is the prey of my Dao Soul Three Immortals, unrelated people, get out!

The three purple-faced faces roared in unison, and the three purple heavenly powers contained in the words converged together, overwhelming the sky, turning into purple qi and sweeping across 30,000 miles!

Under the impact of that purple celestial might, even the True Monarch of the North Sea couldn't stand firmly, and flew directly upside down countless distances, and the other old monsters here were also in disarray, swept away by the heavenly might, and could no longer approach the Stone Chamber Mountain!

"What a terrible coercion! This feeling is actually a little coercion left in this world!" "All the quasi-saints were shocked, non-saints, it was impossible for anyone to withstand such coercion, let alone someone to break into the stone chamber mountain under this kind of coercion!

It's just because this is Tianwei, and it is a very special purple Tianwei!

In the Purple Dou Phantom Dream Realm, this purple Tianwei has a very unusual significance, that purple represents the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, and naturally it is not a second-step monk who can compete with it!

The three Heavenly Dao Souls in front of him are not only purple faces, but they can also borrow a little coercion from the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, there is no doubt that they are the legendary Purple Faced Heavenly Dao Souls! They are special beings who have secretly absorbed the coercion of the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, and their identities are above ordinary Heavenly Dao Souls!

In history, the purple-faced Heavenly Dao soul has only appeared seven times, and all of them have encountered people who must be killed, so they appeared! The people who led down the purple-faced soul were many quasi-saints, including even a second-order quasi-saint, but they were all killed by the purple-faced soul without exception!

Today, it is the eighth appearance of the purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul, and it has attracted three at a time, which is definitely unprecedented. The target of these purple-faced souls was undoubtedly Ning Fan. Then the question is, can Ning Fan survive from the hands of the three purple-faced souls? Everyone is skeptical! Even the Lei Ze Ancestor, who has seen Ning Fan's strength, doesn't think that Ning Fan can stop the annihilation of the three purple-faced souls!

Beihai Zhenjun's eyes were gloomy, looking at the purple Tianwei that stretched for 30,000 miles, as if he was not convinced, he stretched out his hand to take a shot, wanting to forcibly take a wisp of purple Tianwei and suppress it. As a result, he used a Taoist style, but he could only take Tianwei with small hair.

There is only a wisp of heavenly might, and it is as heavy as the sky in the hand, this is not the weight of the material level, but the weight of the Tao! This is... The Purple Dou Immortal Emperor's way of rebellion!

Can't hold it, it's too heavy, it's too heavy...

Beihai Zhenjun doesn't believe in evil! Being able to cultivate to a second-order quasi-saint in such a barren place as the Dream Realm, he is naturally also a high-minded and arrogant person. He didn't believe that he would lose to an old guy who had been dead for countless years, and he didn't believe that he couldn't submit even a trace of coercion from the other party. He's going to do it!

"Rain Immortal!"

But seeing that Beihai Zhenjun had words in his mouth, the power of the rain master's title suddenly gathered in his palm, like a trickle of rain, wanting to directly dissolve the power of the Immortal Emperor.

As a result, he completely angered this coercion! This coercion of the Immortal Emperor originally didn't want to deal with sentient beings, but the True Monarch of Beihai wanted to use his mantis arm as a car, so this coercion suddenly shook and turned into a raging purple fire!

If Ning Fan was present, he would definitely be able to recognize the aura of this purple fire, which was the same as the purple fire in the Heavenly Desolate Immortal Gate, all of which were transformed by the divine power of the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor!

With the skill of the eyeball monster, when he broke into the Heavenly Desolate Immortal Gate to chase and kill Yin Mo, he couldn't resist the damage of the purple fire, so he could only escape by tricks. At this moment, Beihai Zhenjun angered this purple fire, and naturally it was not good.

But seeing the purple flames flickering, Beihai Zhenjun didn't even have time to react, and the palm holding the flame burned directly into ashes! Then the purple fire turned into a wisp of purple heavenly power again, and returned to the team of 30,000 miles of purple qi.

Yes!

Beihai Zhenjun snorted miserably, his face was already pale, and his heart was even more wild.

At this moment, he regretted it! regretted that he didn't measure himself to provoke the majesty of that supreme existence of the Purple Mountain Douhai. He was in the Dream Realm, he was really just a frog at the bottom of the well, the gap between him and the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor was too big, and he couldn't even defeat the coercion of the Immortal Emperor who had been dead for countless years!

After this attempt, Beihai Zhenjun has already tried out that there is indeed a remnant of the power of the Immortal Emperor in this purple fire, and if this purple fire is willing, the things that were burned by it will definitely not be able to recover by healing. Luckily, this purple fire showed mercy to his subordinates after all...

"There are Lao Changsang Daoyou to help me treat one or two!" Beihai Zhenjun stretched out his broken wrist and said to Changsang Dao.

"It's... I'm not sure about the injuries caused by the Immortal Emperor..."The Changsang Dao people witnessed the scene of the purple fire injuring the Beihai True Monarch, and he replied without the slightest confidence.

"Don't worry, that trace of Tianwei has no killing intent for me, so this injury can still be healed. Probably in the eyes of the fourth-step existence, my provocation is not worth being angry at all, just like our immortal cultivator will not be really angry because of the breeze, so he is still merciful. ”

"Well, I'll give it a try, but I don't guarantee it. Three mulberry blossoms!"

Sure enough, as Beihai Zhenjun said, almost in the blink of an eye, the Changsang Dao people healed Beihai Zhenjun's injury.

The palm of the hand can be restored, which is a blessing in misfortune. It's just that after this incident, Beihai Zhenjun and his party are all afraid of the unpredictable purple heavenly power, and they don't dare to be too disobedient to the three purple-faced heavenly dao souls who control this purple heavenly power.

"Those three purple-faced souls seem to want to kill Ning Fan Xiao'er with their own hands, and they don't want us to interfere, even so, we must not disobey them and get involved in this situation. Even the old man suffered under the purple heavenly might, which shows the power of the purple-faced soul. With these three souls, Ning Fan'er will definitely die, we just need to pay attention to blocking the surrounding heaven and earth, and don't let this son escape from the mountains. Beihai Zhenjun commanded.

"It's extreme, it's extreme! I'm afraid that Ning Fan'er is going to die today and have no place to bury, we just need to wait and see what happens, and we can reap the profits, and there is no need to have anything to do with those three purple-faced souls!" Changsang Dao agreed.

"It's not okay to die without a place to be buried! This seat is here to devour the bloodline of this ancient god, if this son is killed by the purple-faced soul into ashes and the bloodline is destroyed, won't this seat return in vain!" said the godfoot immortal dissatisfied.

"Daoist friends, don't be impulsive! Do you want to grab Ning Fan's head and swallow his bloodline before the purple-faced soul kills him? Unwise, unwise! If this move angers those three souls, Daoist friends will find a big disaster, and we won't accompany him!" The Extreme Ice Immortal was the first to speak out against it. As a former Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator, he was deeply jealous of the existence of the purple-faced soul, and would rather overhaul the ancient than encircle and suppress the purple-faced soul, after all, he still had room for self-preservation for the ancient overhaul, and he had to die for the purple-faced soul...

"Hmph! This seat understands, this seat is naturally not stupid enough to be the enemy of the purple-faced soul, and he is a little unwilling. The Divine Foot Immortal snorted coldly.

"Speaking of which, if this son dies at his own expense, will the reward promised by Hokkaido friends still count?" Tufu Xingjun also frowned, but he was concerned about the reward that Beihai promised him.

"Hehe, Tufu Daoist friends can rest assured, even if Ning Fan Xiao'er was killed by the purple soul, the old man will not betray his previous promise, and he will not teach you to suffer. As for what the Divine Foot Daoist is worried about... In this way, if Daoyou really can't devour Ning Fan'er's ancient god bloodline on this trip, the old man will prepare another generous gift to give to Daoyou, how about it?" Beihai Zhenjun said with relief.

"That's all there is to it. I just don't know what the other gift is from my friend..."In the second half of the sentence, the god foot fairy was asked by Chuanyin.

Beihai Zhenjun also replied with a voice, and when he heard that it was a treasure that was not inferior to the bloodline of the ancient gods, the face of the Divine Foot Great Immortal eased.

...

Due to the orders of the three purple-faced Heavenly Dao Souls in advance, Beihai Zhenjun and his party did not dare to interfere in the matter of killing Ning Fan, and only watched from the wall, watching from the sidelines.

But this does not mean that Ning Fan's situation has changed for the better.

Lei Ze, Chunyang, and the fish lord's faces were all unprecedentedly dignified, and they would rather Ning Fan be targeted by Beihai Zhenjun and the others, rather than Ning Fan being targeted by the purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul.

The purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul itself is not so terrifying, the trouble is that this special Heavenly Dao Soul has absorbed the coercion of the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, so it is not trivial to have a supernatural power. Didn't you see that even the invincible Beihai True Monarch bowed his arrogant head in front of the purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul, which shows the seriousness of the problem...

A trace of purple heavenly power can injure the true monarch of the North Sea, if 30,000 miles of heavenly power descends at the same time, Lei Ze and the others are not sure of saving their lives.

In the face of the three purple-faced souls, Lei Ze and the others had no chance of winning. Even the Celestial Ancient Emperors brought by Lei Ze Ancestor were hesitant at the moment, and they didn't have the courage to be the enemy of the purple qi that was rampant for 30,000 miles. Let them be enemies of the True Monarch of the North Sea, they dare, let them be enemies of this kind of immortal emperor who has no chance of winning, they don't want to...

Fear of death is human nature, if it is for their own beliefs, these Star Ancient Emperors may not be really afraid of death, but let them die because they protect Ning Fan, who has never met before, they are still reluctant after all!

"Lei Old Ancestor, my subordinates don't know what kind of friendship you have with that ancient overhaul Zhao Jian, but the public is public, and the private is private! As the Ancient Emperor of the Stars, this subordinate is only willing to die for the Four Ming Sect, and does not want to be the enemy of the purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul! If your old man insists on interfering in this matter, then your subordinates will leave next!"

"Please think twice!"

"These three purple-faced souls have the power of the Immortal Emperor, seeing these three people, if they see the Immortal Emperor, we and the other monks of the Four Ming Sect respect the Immortal Emperor, how can we be disobedient!"

"Lei Ancestor, don't be impulsive! the building is about to fall, it is difficult to support alone, even if you have the heart to save, how can you be the opponent of those three purple-faced souls, maybe Zhao Jian, the ancient overhaul that attracted the purple-faced soul, has his own clever plan..."

"My subordinates heard that Senior Zhao had saved countless Immortal Emperors in the wilderness, but his subordinates were not one of them, they didn't owe Senior Zhao cause and effect, and there was no reason to die for Senior Zhao!"

The Ancient Emperors of the Stars spoke one after another, wanting to dissuade the Lei Ze Ancestor from continuing to meddle in this matter, and they all wanted to withdraw and avoid annihilation.

Seeing this scene, Lei Ze Ancestor's heart suddenly cooled by half, he wanted to scold these courageless Star Ancient Emperors angrily, but he thought about it instead, if this trip was not to help Uncle Xiao, but an irrelevant outsider, he would definitely retreat. And who is he to blame these people...

"That's it, that's it, you all go back. This is the old man's business, this is the old man's little uncle, I don't need you to save it, and it won't be your turn to save it, old man, save it yourself!"

Lei Ze Ancestor sighed, waved his hand, and sent away the Ancient Emperors of the Stars.

It was his little uncle who was targeted by the purple-faced soul, and it was naturally impossible for him to sit idly by, even if the opponent was replaced by such a terrifying existence as the purple-faced soul! Otherwise, what face would he have to meet Master Crane in the future! By the way, there is also Uncle Crane, if Uncle Crane makes a move...

Lei Ze Ancestor's eyes lit up, and he saw the hope of saving Ning Fan for a moment. At the moment, he no longer hesitated, and wanted to use secret techniques to convey a message to the omniscient old man who was living in seclusion in the forbidden land of the Light Clan.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he had the intention of transmitting the message, the all-knowing old man seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and directly transmitted the sound to his ears from the forbidden land of the Light Clan outside the countless starry sky!

"There's no need to transmit the sound, the old man is watching! The old man wants to see it, these ginseng and deer antler things may hurt the old man and his brother for half a point! If they can really hurt half of the fingers of the senior brother Ning, hehe, the old man will overturn this purple mountain and fight the sea, kill all the people in the purple mountain and the sea, and then kill all the way back to the real world, and kill back to the old thief of Hongjun! The old man wants to kill the earth, kill the sky, and kill the reincarnation! The old man wants to kill and kill! The old man wants to avenge the hatred of the junior brother! Senior brother, junior brother, senior brother is sorry for you, sorry for you..."

It's over! Uncle Crane is going crazy again! At this moment, the madness has not come up, but if Uncle Junior has the slightest difference, Uncle Crane will definitely go completely crazy and kill in the Purple Mountain Douhai!

Lei Ze Ancestor suddenly wanted to cry without tears, he was not afraid that Uncle Xiao was injured by the purple-faced soul now, he was afraid that Uncle Crane would go crazy and no one would be able to suppress it! Compared with the crazy Uncle Crane, the purple-faced soul is simply a cute baby baby, not terrible at all!

"Forget it, don't rely on Uncle Crane first, I'll take it upon myself to help a group of little uncles. There is one thing that those Star Ancient Emperors said is right, with my understanding of Uncle Xiao, since he has attracted three purple-faced souls, he must have been prepared, and it is impossible to be helpless. I only need to help one or two from the side, and I don't know if I can really repel these three purple-faced souls..."

Lei Ze Old Ancestor breathed a long sigh of relief, secretly urged the power of the title, and stepped on the wind of the One Realm to approach the three purple-faced souls.

At the moment when Lei Ze Ancestor moved, Pure Yang and the Fish Master also took action.

What shocked Lei Ze Ancestor was that these two people did not choose to leave like those Star Ancient Emperors, but chose to fight with him against the three purple-faced souls!

It's not scientific!

This is so unscientific!

Ning Fan is his junior uncle, so he is willing to sacrifice his life to save him, but what kind of friendship do the two people in front of him have with Ning Fan? Why are they willing to continue wading in this troubled water, don't you know the horror of those purple-faced souls!

"Could it be that the two of you have a lifelong friendship with my little uncle?!" Excited, Lei Ze Ancestor finally asked the doubts in his heart.

Hearing this, Chunyang and the fish owner were both stunned, and then looked at each other and laughed.

The old man is a businessman, and he has no friendship with anyone, only money. But even if it's money, there are things that can't be bought, and even if it's an old man, there are times when he wants to meddle with things. It's just that the old man is a person who doesn't like to give up halfway, and since he has already intervened in this matter, there is no reason to withdraw halfway, otherwise how can he be worthy of the name of Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator! If the old man pays an irreparable price because of this matter, he will teach Ning Daoyou to make up for it afterwards! I just hope that the old man can still live well at that time, and he will ruthlessly rob Ning Daoyou..."Pure Yang Patriarch laughed freely, neither ashamed because his words were stained with copper stench, nor afraid because he was facing death.

"This is a great goodness, when a big white float! Yu someone used to only be you Lu Chunyang was a coward who was trapped by love, greedy for life and afraid of death, but he didn't expect that he was also a great husband, a real man! Anxious for the righteousness of people, naturally there is no reason to retreat halfway, and Yu Mou hates to owe people karma the most in his life, and he is determined to repay one or two, so don't say what the enemy is the purple-faced Heavenly Dao soul, it is an even more terrifying existence, and Yu Mou will also draw his sword to face each other! With a long sword, he will take the Qin bow, and his head will not be punished!"

Laugh at!

But seeing a cold light rising into the sky, the fish master had already drawn his sword and killed one of the three purple-faced souls.

There are no more words, only the determination to fight to the death, and the motive is not for any friendship, but only for his own principles!

"Hate to meet late, hate to meet late!"

The Pure Yang Patriarch laughed loudly, stepped on an ancient coin as huge as a millstone, and also rushed towards one of the three purple-faced souls.

That kind of arrogance that regards death as if it were home deeply infected the Razor Ancestor. From the pure yang and the fish master, Lei Ze Ancestor saw the shadows of countless Purple Dou Martyrs, this is the real Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator, this is the real Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator!

Compared with these two people, he just died for private matters, and he seems too small...

"The wind is coming!"

Lei Ze Ancestor let out a long roar and rushed towards the last of the three purple-faced souls.

While rushing over, he was also distracted by the situation inside Shimuro Mountain, wanting to see if Ning Fan was injured by the three purple faces at this moment.

It's a pity that at this moment, the small world inside Shimuro Mountain is collapsing everywhere, and the turbid two qi are intertwined between heaven and earth, and he can't sense anything at all, and his divine thoughts will be shattered by Purple Tianwei if he can't even release a hundred zhang distance.

I can't sense Ning Fan's life or death at all!

But he firmly believed that Ning Fan must not be dead yet, and he must still be hiding somewhere in Shimuro Mountain, otherwise Uncle Crane must have gone crazy!

"Hmph! The ants are so daring, they dare to be the enemy of the heavens, and prevent us from killing that rampant child!"

The ginseng immortal's Dao soul body was beaten out by Lei Ze Ancestor, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

He is a dignified purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul, and his status among the Heavenly Dao Souls is extremely high, and he was actually beaten out of his body by a monk and separated from the Heavenly Dao, which is really embarrassing!

The ginseng immortal who was beaten out of the body was an old Taoist priest with a white beard, and the totem of the divine ginseng was embroidered on the Taoist robe, and he was cultivated as a quasi-saint equivalent to about 11,000 eons.

Shenshan Ginseng is one of the Dao Soul Clans of the True Realm, and it is not a big clan, and this Ginseng Immortal is not an important person in the clan.

He had been separated from his clan for many years, and his body had been trapped and died in the Purple Dou Illusion Dream Realm, with no hope of returning to the True Realm.

He had secretly eaten a small amount of coercion that the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor had deposited inside the Heavenly Dao, and for this reason, although his own strength was not strong, he had full confidence to kill Lei Ze Ancestor!

"It turns out that you are just a first-order quasi-saint, and your cultivation is not as good as that of the old man!" Lei Ze Ancestor breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the purple-faced soul cultivation in front of him did not surpass him, there might still be a fight in this fight.

"Hahaha! For purple-faced Heavenly Dao souls like us, what is cultivation! This immortal doesn't need to use any cultivation at all, just summons Purple Dou Tianwei, why kill you!"

The ginseng immortal clasped his hands together and began to cast a spell, and in an instant, the turbid two qi between heaven and earth rolled towards Lei Ze Ancestor, and there was even more purple heavenly power contained in it, and anything that was affected by that purple heavenly power was burned into ashes in an instant!

Lei Ze Ancestor summoned the wind of a realm, turned into a thousand miles of wind prison, and tried to resist the purple heavenly power, but after only more than ten breaths, he was defeated by the purple heavenly power!

His face was extremely ugly, and he sacrificed the power of the primeval yin wind that he had just obtained, but even the primeval yin wind could not suppress the coercion of the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, and he was defeated again after more than ten breaths.

"Damn! If you don't have this purple heavenly might, how can you be an old man's opponent!"

Lei Ze Ancestor was extremely aggrieved, and he had to sacrifice Fengbo's pocket, and used all the power of the Title Void, trying to suck the purple heavenly power of the Ginseng Immortal Envoy into the pocket.

Fortunately, the Ginseng Immortal's purple heavenly power did not have a high killing intent towards the Razor Ancestor, so it didn't take much effort to be sucked into the pocket by the Razor Ancestor.

Unfortunately, Feng Bo's pocket couldn't accommodate the coercion of the fourth-step Immortal Emperor at all, and as soon as he inhaled the coercion of the Immortal Emperor, the internal space suddenly began to collapse!

At this rate of collapse, it only takes a thousand breaths at most, and his Fengbo pocket will be completely scrapped, and along with his Fengbo title, it will be destroyed forever!

It's only a thousand breaths!

Razor Ancestor can only use the Title Void to fight for a precious thousand breaths!

If it is within a thousand breaths, he can kill the ginseng immortal, extinguish the purple Tianwei in his pocket, and maybe C.

If you can't do that... After all, this matter is at stake for Uncle Xiao's life!

"You're crazy! You actually use the Title Void to forcibly control the fourth-step Tianwei! Do you plan to give up the Title Void obtained through penance! Sacrificing the Title Void just to fight with this immortal for thousands of breaths is simply stupid!" At this moment, the purple Tianwei he commanded was sucked away by Feng Bo's pocket, without the purple Tianwei, he himself was not the opponent of Lei Ze Ancestor, after all, Lei Ze Old Ancestor was a titled quasi-saint, and his mana was stronger than him!

Lei Ze Old Ancestor didn't pay attention to the Ginseng Immortal, he only had a thousand precious breaths, and he didn't have time to talk nonsense! A thousand breaths killed a quasi-saint, even if he was slightly stronger than the Ginseng Immortal, this matter was almost impossible to do, but if he couldn't do it, he had to do it!

The real body of eternity, now!

Wind God Sword, explode for me!

Big wind drum, blast me!

Blow out the fan and explode it for me!

Scatter the whip, blast it for me!

All magic weapons, all for me to explode!

With all the power of the wind, with my own thirty percent of my own blood, I will turn the wind of thousands of miles away, and kill, kill, kill the old man!

Lei Ze Ancestor seemed to be crazy, and he detonated the acquired and innate magic weapon at any cost, which was all his family wealth, but at this moment, all of it was sacrificed, and his own blood was sacrificed wildly, and he finally blew up a forbidden technique.

So on the scene, there was a sudden side of the ginseng immortal being violently beaten by Lei Ze ancestor, without the purple dou tianwei to the fox and the fake tiger power, the ginseng immortal was not a strong person among the quasi-saints at all, where was the opponent of the titled quasi-saint.

But seeing that the ginseng immortal was beaten by Lei Ze Ancestor, he was covered in injuries, and his essence blood continued to spill into the sky. Beihai Zhenjun and the others just watched this duel silently at first, waiting for Lei Ze Ancestor to be killed by the Ginseng Immortal after a thousand breaths.

But when everyone inadvertently splashed the essence blood of the ginseng immortal, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they had greed.

"What a terrifying medicinal power! Although this ginseng old immortal has the identity of a heavenly soul, it is still a divine ginseng, if you can devour it..."

The greed is born quickly, and it goes quickly. Beihai Zhenjun and the others didn't dare to gamble rashly, in case the benefits were not greedy, but they were killed by Zidou Tianwei, it would be worth the loss.

...

On the other side, the Pure Yang Patriarch and the Lingzhi Immortal exchanged hands.

This Pure Yang Patriarch does not show mountains and water on weekdays, hiding in the coffin like a wasted person, but at this moment, facing the Lingzhi Immortal, he finally showed his strong strength in front of the world.

The purple power of the Lingzhi Immortal is powerful, isn't it!

The old man threw money to seal it for you!

Lingzhi Immortal's escape technique also seems to be clever, it doesn't matter, the old man continues to throw money, and he has sealed your escape technique!

This Lingzhi Immortal itself can also breathe fire, and the flames that spew out can actually burn the money he scattered!

It seems that there is not enough money to sprinkle!

Then sprinkle ten times more!

The money fell all over the sky, and the Lingzhi Immortal was not the opponent of the Pure Yang Patriarch at all, but he was pressed and beaten by the Pure Yang Patriarch, and he couldn't even resist!

He's also a quasi-saint of 10,000 and 500 eons!

Is it so much weaker than the Pure Yang Patriarch!

Why!

Why is this guy losing money, his magical powers can't be used, and all of them are sealed!

Even the magic weapon can't be used, and it will be sealed as soon as it is used, why!

"Because the old man has money, he can do whatever he wants, this is the way of the old man, money can be spiritual!" "Pure Yang Patriarch Wang Zhi looked at Lingzhi Immortal with contempt, a nouveau riche posture who was invincible in the world when Lao Tzu was rich, and the Purple Dou Immortal cultivation temperament who regarded death as his home had already been thrown out of the clouds by him.

"This Pure Yang Old Man is so strong! If it were me who was against him, most of my supernatural powers would not be able to take him..."

The dominance displayed by the Pure Yang Patriarch was terrifying, and the performance on the battlefield was not at all like that of a first-order quasi-saint, and he had simply played the dominance of the ancient overhaul level!

After all, it was impossible for a first-order quasi-saint to be overwhelmed by a second-order quasi-saint without a temper, and at least he could fight back one or two.

The only one who can suppress the first-order quasi-saint to such a point is the Ancient Overhaul!

"I didn't expect this Lu Chunyang to be overhauled by strength! This old thing is too deeply hidden!"

"Unexpected, unexpected!"

"It is worthy of the person who invented the coffin to avoid the sky, and he is really not an idle person..."

The helpers brought by Beihai Zhenjun are all inner shocks, and looking at the Pure Yang Patriarch is like looking at a monster.

These people don't know, don't look at the Pure Yang Patriarch on the battlefield as if he is invincible, and only he knows the depression in his heart.

The Pure Yang Patriarch is arrogant and pretending to be arrogant on the surface, but in his heart he is crying blood: is he fighting, he is throwing money, this is using money to treat disobedience, and every breath has to use up countless Dao crystals, countless Heavenly Dao silver, and Heavenly Dao gold!

So the question is, when the money runs out...

When the money runs out, he will return to his original form and return to the strength of an ordinary titled quasi-saint...

"At this rate of throwing money, I can still support up to two thousand interest... Two thousand breaths, two thousand breaths, Brother Ning, don't let me wait for a long time! Hurry up and finish things to help! Also, you must make up for the old man's losses afterwards! Otherwise, the old man will eat and drink you in this life, and you will have to earn this money back!"

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The last battlefield.

The fish lord is facing a deer antler immortal with 12,000 eons of mana.

This deer antler fairy is the strongest of the three purple-faced souls, but it is the most timid one, for fear that the fish master will also have some means to take away his purple Tianwei, and then hang him, so he has always kept the purple Tianwei around his body, and he does not dare to use it to attack the fish master at all.

After all, compared to Lei Ze and Pure Yang, the fish master's external cultivation is the strongest, and he is a second-order quasi-saint!

And the fish master is still a sword cultivator, the sword cultivator is known for his powerful attacks, if there is no purple heavenly power to guard, the deer antler fairy is ten percent sure that he will be killed by the fish master within a hundred swords!

Luckily, he has a purple Heavenly Power Protector, so this assumption is not valid at all!

"Hmph, your companions won't be able to hold on for long, and when they are defeated and die one by one, my companions will come back to attack you, and then you will have only one way to die!"

"Don't worry, Yu will kill you before the two Daoists are defeated, even if this move may pay a huge price!"

"You're crazy! How can there be a sword cultivator who dismisses himself at the beginning of the scene, and sacrifices his life to kill people with a sword! Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The military solution style is almost a death-defying swordsmanship, which shows the determination of the fish master to help Ning Fan!

Not only was the deer antler fairy stupid by the fish master, but also the pure yang and Lei Ze in the camp were shocked.

After the shock, it is a shameful respect. The righteousness of the anxious people can be heroic, and in the sword cultivation of the world, there is no longer a second fish master who is such a heroic figure.

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Ning Fan was silent.

He didn't expect that the last step of his merit refining umbrella would attract the encirclement and suppression of three purple-faced Heavenly Dao souls.

Unexpectedly, there would be three people who blocked the attack of the purple-faced soul for themselves.

Ning Fan held the merit umbrella of the near-complete body, standing in the collapse of heaven and earth where the two qi were intertwined.

He quietly exuded the rain technique, silently watching everything, and at the same time as he dispersed the rain technique, Beihai Zhenjun frowned slightly, obviously noticing the rain technique.

is also the controller of the rain, Ning Fan's rain technique still can't hide from the Beihai True Monarch who is close here.

"Hmph, coward, my friend blocked the robbery for you, but you hid aside, and didn't show up quickly to take your death!" Beihai Zhenjun muttered to himself, and the people around him were stunned, not understanding why Beihai Zhenjun said such words.

However, Beihai Zhenjun is convinced that Ning Fan must be able to hear his words. If this son can't be provoked and shows up on the spot, it would be great, so that he can join the battle and fight with those Heavenly Dao Souls, and then whether it is Ning Fan or the three purple-faced souls, it will become his fisherman's benefit...

Whether it's a ginseng fairy, a Ganoderma lucidum fairy, or a deer antler fairy, it seems to be all replenished.

If they didn't have the opportunity, they wouldn't dare to make a move against the Purple Dou Heavenly Might, but what if they had the chance...

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Ning Fan heard Beihai Zhenjun's words, but did not give any response.

He is not a fledgling stunned boy, and he will not be provoked by a few words, of course, this does not mean that his heart is as calm as water.

On the contrary, at this moment, Ning Fan's blood all over his body had a temperature and was hot, like boiling water, like a raging fire.

It seems to be infected by someone's hot blood impulse.

It seems to be angry, angry at the sacrifice of the fish master at this moment, angry at the danger encountered by the Pure Yang Ancestor and the Lei Ze Ancestor!

But he can't leave this place!

At this moment, the merit umbrella is only close to the complete body, but it has not really been refined, such a merit umbrella already has the huge power of the real merit umbrella, but because its form is not solidified, once Ning Fan stops refining, this umbrella will burst open, and then release all the power.

Unleashed in the form of an explosion!

The merit umbrella is the third step of the object, if this thing bursts, the entire sea of years, the entire palace of the world will be involved...

"I was alone, so it didn't matter where I went into retreat, and I wasn't afraid of the enemy who came to me, and I wasn't afraid of the consequences of it. Unexpectedly, someone would stop me from the disaster... Well, it seems that you shouldn't be so casual in the future, and you can't let unrelated friends get involved in your own troubles..."

Friend...

At this moment, Ning Fan suddenly regarded Lei Ze, Chunyang, and the fish master as friends.

Even if he only has interest contact with Chunyang, he can't even talk about a one-sided relationship with the fish owner.

But at this moment, he still made his own decisions and regarded these people as his friends.

He has very few friends, but if it is the kind of friend who can be entrusted with life and death, he doesn't mind making a few more.

No one likes to be lonely, only when they want to protect something, they will choose loneliness.

"Alright, merit umbrella, let's hurry up and finish the last step, I'm in a hurry. Speaking of which, there should be no need for me to teach you this kind of thing. Even if it is an umbrella, it is also a magic weapon that is not weak in spirituality, and you should also know what it means to be compatible. Hmm? You don't want to, you don't want to combine with my master? This is not good, very bad, after all, if you don't really combine with me, you can't really unite the human umbrella, I know what I mean? Oh? It turns out that you are just shy, and you have never had this kind of experience when you were a Doutian Jade Umbrella? In fact, you are not very reluctant to do this? This is good, I really don't like to use strong, you can take the initiative to be better. ”

In a hidden corner that no one noticed, a magical scene appeared.

Ning Fan actually began to talk about a shy conversation with an umbrella. Then, something indescribable happened...

The ant lord who was in Ning Fan's sea of knowledge was simply ashamed of himself by this picture of the anger of people and gods!

"There are countless ways to unite people and umbrellas in the world, and he chose this one, how can there be such an outlier in the world!"

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I don't know how long it took, Beihai Zhenjun, who was standing on top of the rain dragon with light clouds and light winds, suddenly had a sense, and then vomited blood in anger!

He was so angry that his face turned green!

Even more angry anger rushes to the crown, by the way, even those anger that rushes out of the heavenly spirit are green!

Green, green, green...

"Shameless boy! You should be damned! Damn it! You didn't even let go of an umbrella! You dared to do such an act to the old man's destined fiancée! I killed you! I killed you, a brute! Ahhhhh

At this moment, Beihai Zhenjun was so angry that he vomited blood, and everyone was frightened by Beihai Zhenjun's weird blood vomiting!

Fu Su Chen, who was silently standing behind Beihai Zhenjun, looked at his master inexplicably.

He had already secretly learned that his fiancée Bei Xiaoman was succeeded by Ning Fan.

It's right that he was green by Ning Fan.

How could even Shizun seem to be green by Ning Fan, and he kept saying that Ning Fan robbed his wife...

Wait, when did Shizun have a wife, and when was his wife robbed by Ning Fan, it's inexplicable...