"Lu Bei! You don't want to monopolize this task alone! Hades puppet, the old man is going to decide!"

The white-eyed old man sneered, he called Ning Fan Lu Bei, obviously because he had read the wanted notice issued by Emperor Teng, and knew that Ning Fan was Lu Bei.

Ning Fan was not surprised that his identity was revealed, as a cultivator of the Void Refining, it was not surprising that the other party had a way to get a wanted warrant.

Ning Fan was not afraid of being wanted by the Teng Emperor, he flew away all the way, did not hide his appearance, and did not deliberately dodge. If you encounter an enemy who comes up to attack, you can kill him.

Ning Fan's gaze swept lightly, and among the nine puppet masters, eight of them were not good-looking, and they seemed to have already recognized their identities.

Only the girl in Tsing Yi who was looking at the void and cultivating her, her originally calm eyes were as calm as water, and she was a little surprised at the moment.

She didn't seem to expect that the graceful young man in white in front of her was the demon who angered the Vine Emperor.

Just thinking of Ning Fan's intention to monopolize the mission and occupy all the Underworld puppets, the girl in Tsing Yi couldn't help but look at Ning Fan with a hint of hostility.

"If I insist on monopolizing the mission, what will you do?"

Ning Fan's gaze swept towards the white-eyed old man and spoke lightly.

The white-eyed old man was stunned, as if he didn't expect Ning Fan's tone to be so tough and dare to ignore his threat.

His old eyes narrowed, and he snorted coldly, "On the road to cultivation, the strong are respected. If you want to monopolize the task, you will show the strength to convince the old man and others!"

After saying that, the white-eyed old man suddenly took a step forward, his skin dried up rapidly, and his eyes shot out two brilliant white rays, sweeping towards Ning Fan.

Swept away by this white mang, Ning Fan only felt that his body gradually stiffened, and his skin showed signs of tree-turning, and a layer of white bark floated, as if he was about to turn into a wood-carved puppet.

Ning Fan had sacked Guanghan City, and had seen a lot of tree clan spells, and the old man of Zhilu Dao had cast a very powerful pupil technique in the tree world.

This technique is called 'Eyes of Transforming Wood', and it is the secret art of the Transforming Wood clan, and if you cultivate this technique to the highest level. A single glance can transform the Void Cultivator into a tree.

This technique is extremely difficult to cultivate, and this white-eyed old man can cultivate this technique, but there is a lot of chance.

With this white-eyed old man's Taixu cultivation, he used the technique of turning into wood, and with just one look, he could make all the Chongxu monks tree.

But if you want to use this technique to transform Ning Fan, it is not enough.

"Broken!"

Ning Fan's mana shook, pieces of bark peeled off from his body, his body returned to normal, and the tree was broken.

One step at a time. The white light flashed on his right arm, and a silver arm armor appeared. With a vertical figure, he reached out and grabbed the eyes of the white-eyed old man!

This blow did not stimulate the attack magic power of the White Tiger Arm Armor, Rao is so, the power of one blow is comparable to the physical cultivation blow of the fourth realm of the golden body!

"Divine Mystery Spirit Costume!" In the main hall, everyone's eyes were shocked.

The white-eyed old man was shocked, he didn't expect Ning Fan's physical body to be so powerful, let alone Ning Fan's Divine Mystery Spirit Suit.

He is a puppeteer and is proficient in puppetry. Most of the supernatural powers are connected to puppets, and they can't take Ning Fan's blow with their physical bodies alone.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he took a half step back and patted the storage bag. Take out countless puppets.

In an instant, 216 Avatar Peak Puppets appeared in the main hall in turn, all arrayed in front of the white-eyed old man.

The white-eyed old man then took out a array disc and urged it. A huge silver-white array appeared under the feet of the 216 puppets, and a ray of light connected all the puppet bodies.

At the same time, 216 golems punched at the same time. A flash of light, a fist in one!

"Wood Puppet Array!"

The 216 puppet blows were integrated into the array of the puppet array, turning into a brilliant fist, and the power was comparable to a blow from Taixu.

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly cold, he turned his claws into fists, and punched the puppet array, urging the divine power of the white tiger arm armor and striking out a white tiger fist.

Void art, White Tiger!

With one blow, the puppet array shattered, the entire Shengyi City shook violently, and the palace hall trembled, and all the palace pavilions that stretched for hundreds of miles turned into ashes and dissipated.

The entire city was filled with the roar of the white tiger, and countless monks were in shock, frightened by this terrifying fluctuation of fighting techniques.

After a long time, the shaking in the city stopped, and the smoke and dust cleared.

Ning Fan put away his fists and stood with his hands in his hands. The white-eyed old man was clutching his chest, his breath was disordered, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the shock in his eyes was quite strong.

The 216 god puppets summoned by the old man were all blown to pieces by Ning Fan, and there was no possibility of repair!

He took a pill and suppressed the injury, his eyes showed a look of jealousy, and he didn't dare to look at Ning Fan.

He is not Ning Fan's opponent!

He knew that if there were no 216 puppets in front of him, he would definitely be hit by Ning Fan's White Tiger Fist, and he would either be killed or injured

This blow is a fight, on the surface, the white-eyed old man is not too far behind, but in fact he has been defeated.

Ning Fan just used the spirit suit to punch out, and he didn't consume too much mana and physical strength, and he was still in a state of ease.

The white-eyed old man lost 216 puppets at the peak of the Transformation God, which was almost all of his puppets!

The loss of the puppet master means that the supernatural power is minus ninety, he is not good at other spells and physical arts, if he continues to fight with Ning Fan, he will definitely lose.

With so many puppets lost, the white-eyed old man didn't dare to go to Tanggu to hunt the Tree King, and it was too risky to have no puppets by his side.

At this moment, he must re-collect materials and refine the puppet body

"Hmph! Lu Dao's friendly means! The old man's skills are not as good as others, and he has no face to compete for tasks here, so he will leave!"

The white-eyed old man snorted coldly, turned around and turned into a retreat, and left Jumang Kingdom directly

Tang Xiong glanced at Ning Fan deeply, and with that punch of the White Tiger Fist, he asked himself if he could take it without injury. Secretly said in his heart, Ning Fan is really amazing.

Tang Xiong secretly guessed that this punch might not be Ning Fan's strongest supernatural power.

As soon as the white-eyed old man left, the remaining 8 Void Refining Puppet Masters, I am afraid that no one is Ning Fan's opponent.

"Who else wants to compete with Lu for a task, stand up and teach him. Ning Fan's gaze lightly swept over the remaining eight puppeteers.

Swept by Ning Fan's gaze, the four Chong Xuan and the three Taixu puppet masters were all apprehensive in their hearts.

As puppeteers, they rely on puppets to fight the law. If you lose a puppet, you are useless.

Seeing that Ning Fan's Divine Xuan Arm Armor was so domineering, and he destroyed 216 Divine Peak Puppets with one punch, how could they dare to take out the puppets to fight Ning Fan.

Their puppet skills are not as strong as the white-eyed old man, and there are not as many puppets as the white-eyed old man, and even the white-eyed old man is not Ning Fan's opponent.

If they fought with Ning Fan, most of them would also end up being completely destroyed by the puppets

For a moment, everyone was silent.

The four Void Puppeteers shook their heads and sighed. Turning away, abandoning the task. Although the puppets refined by Master Wan Changkong are rare, it is too worthless to lose all their net worth for a puppet.

The three Taixu puppet masters each snorted coldly, glaring at Ning Fan resentfully, after all, no one dared to make another move, and they all brushed their sleeves and left.

Only the girl in green clothes struggled and did not leave immediately.

She bit her lip, as if she wanted to say something, but sighed slightly. After all, he left.

On the ruins of the palace hall, in the end, only Ning Fan and Tang Xiong remained.

Tang Xiong sighed, and sent out more than ten sound transmission flying swords to the whole city, informing your subordinates that there is no need to be nervous, the previous fluctuation of the fighting method was not that someone attacked Shengyi City, but just a fighting method exchange.

He bent his fingers a little, and the mana of Mu Xing spread for hundreds of miles, and a giant tree grew on the ground again, and the heart of the tree was hollowed out. Transform into a new royal palace.

"I wonder when Daoyou Lu entered the Tang Valley to kill the Tree King and complete the task?" Tang Xiong asked very politely.

"When night falls, I'll go into Yugu to say goodbye!"

Ning Fan took the task jade slip and clenched his fist slightly at Tang Xiong. Turned into a ray of light and flew out of the city.

The reason why he chose to enter Tang Valley at night was because the Tree Demon Clan could heal themselves with the help of sunlight during the day, which was quite difficult to deal with.

Kill the Tree King at night. It's a little less difficult.

Ning Fan left Shengyi City and traveled eastward, about 30 million miles. Only then did he fly outside the Tang Valley, collect the light, stand on the top of a tree mountain, and quietly wait for night to fall.

At this moment, it is twilight, the evening breeze is blowing, and the sunset is about to sink.

Ning Fan's heart was calm, he was not afraid of the pursuit of the Teng Emperor, nor was he afraid of offending the nine puppeteers.

The map of Tang Gu is attached to the mission jade slip, and Ning Fan is carefully planning in his heart, how to kill the two tree kings who are cultivated by Guiyuan in the shortest time and at the lowest cost.

There are countless tree demons entrenched in the Tang Valley, and these tree demons have low intelligence and fierce personalities, and will attack all the monks who enter the valley indiscriminately.

These tree demons have tough bodies and are suitable for refining into puppets, and many puppeteers in the Jumang Kingdom love to come to Tanggu to catch tree demons and refine puppets

A few years ago, two tree kings were born in the Tang Valley, and many puppet masters who entered the Tang Valley were killed, so the Bamboo Emperor set this task to kill the tree kings.

"Puppetry, sometimes cruel"

Ning Fan opened his eyes and sighed softly.

When he first heard that someone had killed the Stygian Tree Clan's Refining Golem, he was furious.

But after thinking about it repeatedly, he felt that the behavior of killing people and refining puppets was normal in the cultivation realm.

Ning Fan himself is a demon who has killed countless people, and he is not qualified to blame Wan Changkong for tyranny.

Wan Changkong's slaughter of the Hades clan is not fundamentally different from Ning Fan's slaughter of the Demon Forest, Xinghai, and Leita

However, Ning Fan stood on the position of the Hades clan, and after all, he wanted to hate Wan Changkong.

It has nothing to do with right or wrong, there is no absolute right or wrong in the world, it is only related to the position.

Ning Fan raised his palm and looked at the white palm, but he knew that the palm was covered with blood.

He lowered his hand, closed his eyes again, and muttered to himself in silence,

"If one day, there will be no more enemies in the world, I can let go of the killing, but that day is too far away. ”

"Under the Nine Realms, there is a lot of fighting, and above the four heavens, there is a lot of fighting, that is, between the ancient immortal emperors, there is also a fight, and no one can avoid the fight, where there are people, there is a fight"

"This cultivation of the true blood sea, once you step in, you will never be able to turn back"

When Ning Fan sighed, the twilight was also a little silent.

When the stars rose into the night sky, Ning Fan took a step, and he knew that it was time to go to Tanggu.

At this moment, a killing machine suddenly rose from behind Ning Fan.

An incomparably sharp cyan crystal short sword was against Ning Fan's vest, a petite figure, somehow lurking behind Ning Fan, and launched a sneak attack on Ning Fan.

"You finally showed up? Lu was very curious, why were you so obsessed with the puppet of the Underworld. Ning Fan didn't have any surprise on his face, as if he had known that someone was lurking behind him.

"Don't talk nonsense!Puppet must not fall into the hands of a demon like you!" Behind Ning Fan, a girl's voice with a bit of resentment came. (To be continued......)