As the saying goes, the wicked have their own grinding. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Pig Face Box Spirit is not a good type, but for Ning Fan, this is not a big problem.

Ning Fan has subdued many minions, and they are basically villains. Scattered Demon Big Head, Black Luck Black Old Eight, Candle Bow Bow Spirit... Now, there is another pig-faced box spirit.

He has a lot of experience in dealing with villains, and it is nothing more than a combination of grace and power.

Wei, Ning Fan has already shown the pig face box spirit, at least on the surface, this pig face box spirit has been suppressed.

Well, there is no need to rush for a while, the first task at this moment is to use the power of this pig-faced box spirit to get rid of the water ghosts here.

Now, since the pig's face behaved so tamely, Ning Fan also took advantage of the situation to withdraw his hand and asked.

"Say, what can you do to deal with the water ghosts here?" the voice was still cold, and the pig's face was frightened.

He was hit hard by Ning Fan's sword, and almost directly destroyed, at this moment, he was lucky to save his life, and his fear of Ning Fan has risen to an unprecedented level. In the face of Ning Fan, how dare he be a little disrespectful, and even more afraid that he would say something wrong and anger this evil star again, under a high degree of nervousness, he replied with fear,

"The master doesn't know that although the water of the Yellow Spring can nourish the Yin Soul, the ghosts born in the Yellow Spring have great weaknesses. Others don't know their weaknesses, but the villain who used to be the Huangquan Water Army knows it very well! The villain knows at least ten ways to trap and kill these water ghosts, but it takes a lot of time. Of course, if the master just wants to enter this palace, instead of killing all the ghosts, then the villain has a more convenient way. In fact... As long as the villain makes a small spell and gives an order, these water ghosts will retreat directly, and they will not dare to stop the master's pace..."

Ning Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed.

At the sound of an order, many water ghosts retreated directly?

"Is that true? Can you really do that?"

“... How dare the villain deceive the master! Before the villain returns to the ruins, he is in charge of the Huangquan Nine Shadows, and he knows these water ghosts well, so it will naturally not be very difficult to deal with them! The master also placed this treasure box flat outside the palace gate, and then stepped back a little to see how the villain scared off these water ghosts and cleared the obstacles for the master to move forward!"

The pig-faced swore and looked eager to prove himself.

He knew very well that he had offended Ning Fan, and although Ning Fan let him go for the time being at this moment, this was not safe, and it was difficult to guarantee that Ning Fan would not settle accounts in the future. Only by making up for one or two meritorious deeds can the pig face have a sense of security, and at this moment, in order to protect himself, he really can't use twelve points of strength to help Ning Fan.

"If you do, I'll have to wait and see. ”

Ning Fan was silent for a while, and finally did as he said, approaching the palace step by step, and after ten steps away from the palace gate, Ning Fan did not continue to advance, but placed the jade box in his hand on the ground, and then retreated slightly.

Seeing that Ning Fan had withdrawn from a sufficient distance, the pig's face took a deep breath, and suddenly turned into a blue light, flew out of the jade box, landed on the ground, and transformed into a wild boar spirit with broad shoulders and a round waist.

This wild boar has a black face and short hair, and its ears are as big as a fan, but he wears a very coquettish red wedding dress, wearing a black hat, and gold leaves on both sides of the hat, just like the dress of a groom.

If this groom's dress is worn on Ning Fan's body, it may still have a bit of a chic feeling, but when it is worn on a pig essence, it looks nondescript.

The clothes on this pig spirit are even more tacky. A gold belt is wrapped around his waist, and a circle of bright gold Buddha beads hangs around his neck, and there are twenty Buddha beads, all of which are the size of goose eggs. On each finger, there is a jeweled wrench, set with various colored gemstones. Grinning, heh, it's still a mouthful of gold teeth...

Slightly vulgar...

Ning Fan was slightly speechless. This product just looks at the wear, and I know that it is also a superb, and it seems to be the same as the big head, Wu Laoba, and the candle bow and bow spirit...

"Villain Zhu Er, see the master!" The wild boar spirit bowed to Ning Fan, his head did not dare to raise too high, and he did not dare to mess around, obviously afraid of Ning Fan.

"Zhu Er is your real name?"

"Yes, yes, yes, my name is Zhu Er, if you don't change your name, you won't change your surname!" Zhu Er's eyes were a little weak, but he still said stubbornly.

Ning Fan couldn't see that this pig spirit was lying, and Zhu Er must be a pseudonym, but he didn't bother to ask too much. He was not interested in the real name of the pig essence, and only ordered lightly.

"Then, you can start dispelling the water spirits here. ”

"Uh, that, that... Can the master pioneer the sword qi in the villain's body? The master's supernatural power is really terrifying! Just a little sword qi remaining in the villain's body is something that the villain can't resist with all his might. With this sword qi interference, the villain's spirit body can't be repaired. That, that... The villain is sure to give an order to drink back these water ghosts, but there is a premise, you need to perform some kind of secret magic, if the spirit body is damaged, the success rate of the secret technique is not great... Look, master..."

Zhu Erzhi pleaded, and rubbed his pig loin pitifully.

Because of Ning Fan's previous blow to the sword, the connection between the upper and lower bodies of Zhu Er's spirit body was almost broken into two, and only a very small trace was still connected.

Speaking of which, this Zhu Er's ability is not small, and the wound can actually repair itself, which is not something that other machine spirits can do. But because the sword qi remaining in Ning Fan's body was rampant, this repair was fruitless, and just after repairing some, it would be destroyed by the sword qi, intermittently, endlessly...

Unless Ning Fan took away the sword qi remaining in his body, Zhu Er would have a way to restore the integrity of his spirit body, and this was what he was asking for at this moment.

Ning Fan didn't say much, he only lightly took a shot into the body of the pig essence, and suddenly took out the slightest wisp of white sword qi from it.

The pig spirit was overjoyed, as soon as the sword qi in his body was emptied, he suddenly used his supernatural powers, and the broken place of the spirit body quickly recovered in the sound of sizzling.

"Hahaha, second grandfather, I've recovered!"

As soon as the pig spirit was happy, he wanted to get carried away and roar, and when the words came to his mouth, he realized that it was wrong, and now it was not as good as before, in front of the new master, it was better to restrain some arrogance. So, halfway through the roar, he turned around and changed it to, "Oh, hehe, I, Zhu Xiaoer, have recovered, and I can finally make meritorious contributions to my master in his heyday!"

The corners of Ning Fan's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Fake, too fake... This kind of hypocrisy, this kind of serious nonsense ability, is simply a fight with Wu Laoba. It seems that this Zhu Er is not really stupid, he is just arrogant, if he encounters an invincible enemy, he will definitely be able to bend and stretch...

"Can you cast a spell to drive away the water ghosts here, if I'm not mistaken, it seems that your spirit can't leave this treasure box for too long..."

"Hey, the master has good eyesight, and he can see this at a glance! Looking at the monks the villain has met in his life, the master's eyesight should be the first!" Zhu Er pretended to be shocked, and a sycophant slapped him over.

“... How much eyesight does it take to see through this? Talk less nonsense, get down to business!" Ning Fan said speechlessly.

"Yes!"

Zhu Er responded respectfully, but secretly wondered in his heart.

Could it be that he hasn't been a sycophant for many years, and his craftsmanship is rusty? Otherwise, why can't his sycophant impress Ning Fan by half a point...

It seems that I'm really used to being an uncle, and then I'm a little uncomfortable with being a little brother... Hey, it looks like we're going to have to find a chance to re-practice the craft.

Knowing that Ning Fan was in a hurry, Zhu Er naturally didn't dare to waste any more time, pinched a finger with both hands, and recited the mantra in his mouth, and then the dead and silent sea water at the bottom of the sea suddenly surged, with... Waves!

The water wave was extremely slow at first, and it continued to increase as time passed, and finally the water wave was so strong that it shook Ning Fan a little unsteadily.

Zhu Er was always as steady as Mount Tai in the shaking of the water waves, standing still, only chanting words in his mouth, and constantly casting spells. He was a body of a machine spirit, and he didn't have the slightest aura of cultivation on his body, but the ability he showed at this moment made Ning Fan a little afraid to underestimate it.

In the middle of the waves, a cyan light gradually appeared, and in the dim and dark seabed, this light appeared to be extremely dazzling, like the stars in the night sky.

The light was very small at the beginning, and at a certain moment, suddenly the green light swept the place, and in the green light, there was a melon and fruit display incense case.

Zhu Er bowed three times to the incense case, and recited words such as 'Sanqing Protection' and 'Disciple respectfully invites all saints to come'.

Hearing this, Ning Fan's first reaction was that Zhu Er was casting spells such as inviting divine arts, and he was inviting the strong to incarnate and come. Listening to those words, what was invited was actually related to the holy word, could it be that he was inviting the saint to fail!

Is this possible?

In an illusory place like the Dream Realm, invite the legendary saint to come?

What would happen if a saint came...

Or, inviting all saints is just a slogan, a mantra, nothing more...

Ning Fan didn't know the specific origin of Zhu Er, but judging from the information he had obtained so far, this Zhu Er was at least a powerhouse in the real world, and even guarded the real Huangquan Jiuyou.

Such Zhu Er, what kind of effect does the spell that he is concentrating on at the moment have!

Here... But what a big change will happen!

Boom!

Just when Ning Fan's nerves were tense, the blue light around Zhu Er actually exploded.

After the explosion, the original incense case disappeared without a trace, and in its place, Zhu Er, who was quite embarrassed by the Qingguang explosion...

"Impossible, impossible! Could it be that my skills are unfamiliar, and I will actually fail to cast a spell!" Zhu Er rubbed the smoky mane on his head, his face full of disbelief.

Ning Fan was speechless again. It's hard for him to really think that there will be a saint coming, so like a great enemy, as a result, Zhu Er made such an explosion for him...

"Can you do it? If you can't dispel the water ghosts here, just say it!" Ning Fan said impatiently.

"Well, this is just a small mistake, don't worry, the master will succeed next time, definitely!"

After a stick of incense...

Boom!

An hour later...

Boom, boom, bomb and blast!

Two hours later...

Three hours later...

Zhu Er had already failed to cast spells dozens of times in succession, and the entire spirit body was blown up, and there was a hint of burnt smell.

Ning Fan sighed, he felt that he was a little silly for giving Zhu Er the opportunity to try again and again...

If it weren't for Ning Fan's ability to see Zhu Er's extremely serious attitude towards spellcasting, he would almost have thought that Zhu Er was deliberately finding fault and deliberately failing to cast spells.

"Can you do it..."Ning Fan was silent for a long time and said.

"Master give me one last chance, I will definitely be able to!" Zhu Er said worriedly.

"It's really not good, you can kill all the water ghosts here in other ways! Your method didn't save me much time. ”

"Really for the last time, give me one last chance, good master, my good master..."

“... For the last time. ”

"Yes, for the last time! The villain already understands a little bit why the spell failed, not because of me, but because of the change of heaven and earth... I see, I see..."

Zhu Er summoned the incense case again, and once again made this place a great success.

The intensity of the blue light continued to rise, and gradually, it was almost beyond the critical point where the sea could bear. Once you exceed it, it will explode again!

But this time, after Zhu Er's cyan light intensity climbed to the limit, he suddenly changed, and under the change of his fingers, the blue light here suddenly began to shrink, began to condense, and condensed into an incomparably huge cyan aura little by little!

That aura continued to reveal palpitating coercion, and immediately, from that aura, out of the aura stepped out of the figure of an old man who was caged in the blue light, with his back to Zhu Er and Ning Fan, facing the direction of a dark palace and standing with his hands in his hands.

The huge green ring is clearly a saint ring that only a saint can have!

That old man, who possessed the terrifying coercion of the saint level, seemed to be able to destroy the entire Dream Realm with just one thought, and the words he said made Ning Fan's expression change!

"The old man came here by the will of heaven to do the thing of destroying the world! Blockers, there is no forgiveness for killing! Haha, hahaha, hahaha!"

These words, this rampant laughter, seemed to be addressed to the ghosts in the palace, and it seemed... It was said to Ning Fan! The huge coercion of that laughter echoed in Ning Fan's ears endlessly, like the sound of heaven and earth echoing! And every time it echoed, it would bring Ning Fan Zhihai a sharp pain that was almost shattered!

However, at this moment, Ning Fan couldn't care about the pain, and the whole person was completely shocked because of the brief words of this mysterious saint.

Annihilation!

This Zhu Er really invited a saint! And the saint he invited actually had a plan to destroy the dream realm!

What are you kidding! Isn't it to dispel ghosts, why did it become... Annihilation!

Ning Fan's eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and he suddenly had countless guesses in his heart, and then there was a trace of regret! He shouldn't have given Zhu Er the opportunity to invite a saint, he shouldn't! This Zhu Er... Could it be that he is a deeply disguised enemy!

The breath of this saint can't see the slightest falsehood, even if it is swept by the eyes of the second realm of heaven and man, it can only see the truth!

This is a true saint!

If this saint is the great enemy of the Purple Dou Immortal Domain, if it is Zhu Er's conspiracy to invite this saint, then today's incident will most likely become the bane of the destruction of the Illusory Dream Realm!

And this bane was actually succeeded with his Ning Fan's repeated connivance!

In the Dream Realm, can anyone compete with the third-step saints!

In the scourge of the wilderness that day, just one ancient overhaul-level Yin Mo almost wiped out many Immortal Emperors of the Illusory Dream Realm. If a saint-level enemy comes, then the power of the Four Heavens and Nine Realms, the Heavenly Demon Realm, the Ancient Demon Abyss, and many other interfaces will be combined, and I am afraid that they will not be able to compete!

can only watch... Death!

If the Dream Realm is really destroyed because of this, then he Ning Fan is the head sinner of the Dream Realm! Because this saint's great enemy came here with his connivance!

"Zhu Er! Give me an explanation!"

Ning Fan's killing intent surged.

This world is the dream realm created by the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, this is the last home of countless Purple Dou martyrs desperately guarded, and this is his home, where his closest relatives and friends live!

He could forgive Zhu Er's previous verbal offense, but if Zhu Er had the evil intention of destroying the world, it would be a different matter! Because it meant putting his closest relatives and friends in danger!

If this is the case, then Ning Fan is doing everything, and he must be here to make Zhu Er pay the price!

Ning Fan hadn't released this level of killing intent for many years, and under the tsunami of killing intent, it actually made Zhu Er, who was originally a little proud, shocked and inexplicable.

He finally succeeded in casting the spell, why was the master angry?

Could it be that the master misunderstood something? Misunderstood that he invited a real saint? Misunderstood that the saint he invited really wanted to destroy the fantasy dream realm?

"Master, you are angry, you have misunderstood, you have misunderstood... This is not a true saint, just an illusion. If you don't believe it, I will let this 'saint' turn his head, and the master will know at a glance that what the villain said is true..."

Zhu Er explained, and at the same time recited the mantra to manipulate the saint. In an instant, the old saint who was standing with his hands in his hands and looking at the sky turned around.

What an old face that was.

However, that face actually looks the same as Ning Fan, and it is exactly what Ning Fan looks like when he is old...

Ning Fan's eyes became slightly strange.

He didn't think that there would be a saint in the real world who looked so much like himself.

He didn't think that any of the saints who came down would be bored and transformed into his appearance.

"Master, you have to believe me, this is not a real saint, this is an empty shell, used to scare people. Coercion or anything is true, but that coercion can't hurt people either, at most it can only bring people severe pain, so as to increase the convincing power of others on this matter..."

"If the master still doesn't believe it, you can approach and touch it, this saint is like a bubble, it will break when you touch it..."

Ning Fan approached as he said, and touched the saint who looked the same as him with three points of vigilance.

Then, the saint or something, the ring of the first saint or something, the sky is full of coercion or something, all with a bang, and the foam bursts.

Fake...

It's actually fake...

Obviously, the breath, coercion and so on, are all done like real saints, but they are useless shells, and they will crack when they are touched...

Ning Fan has never been so speechless at this moment since he cultivated.

He was so close to the enemy that he even thought about the ending of dying here, but Zhu Er told him that this saint's enemy was fake...

"This is an illusion? what kind of illusion..."

"Taixuan is a high-grade illusion that only a true saint can use. ”

It's no wonder that even my celestial eyesight can't see a trace of falsehood, it's actually a Taixuan high-grade illusion that can only be used by saints... It is estimated that once this technique comes out, few people in the entire dream world will be able to see through the falsity of the saint's breath...

“... How did you use the illusion that only a saint can use?"

"Haha, I'm not using the whole thing, it's just a part. The one who passed on this technique to me was a true saint, and the saint once said that in the complete state of this technique, it is possible to conjure a real saint with illusion to help in battle, but if it is incomplete, it can only be transformed into its form, not the truth. In short, it can only conjure a saint to scare people, and it is not of much use..."

No, it's already a terrible use to scare people, okay? Let this falsehood not be exposed.

If it weren't for the fact that this saint had the same face as Ning Fan, if it weren't for Zhu Er's reminder in advance, Ning Fan would never have thought that this saint was a fake.

"Speaking of which, why did you use the illusion that the saint you conjured up looks the same as mine..."

"If it weren't for the same old man's appearance, this technique wouldn't be successful. Zhu Er said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

In short, because the master is one of the few practitioners in the world today, this technique can imitate the image of the master and achieve success. ”

"What does it have to do with me being a cultivator?" Ning Fan frowned and glanced at Zhu Er. He didn't seem to have shown his way in front of Zhu Er, but Zhu Er recognized it...

"Because..."

Zhu Er opened his mouth to explain to Ning Fan, but suddenly his expression changed, revealing a look of horror, and his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't spit out a word.

On his forehead, there was even more cold sweat!

It seems that in today's heaven and earth, under the laws of today's avenue, once you say those taboos, there will be a catastrophe!

For a long time, for a long time... Zhu Ercai said dejectedly and sadly, "I'm sorry, master, I can't tell the reason." Because... I can't speak!"

Unspeakable!

It's unspeakable!

Emperor Tu had also told a lot of secrets of the True Realm before, but there were no unspeakable situations.

However, what Zhu Er wanted to tell had this unbelievable situation...

In this way, not all things in the real world cannot be discussed. Some can be talked about, some ... You can't touch it at all!

"That's it, you can't just say it. Let's put it another way, can't the saint you have conjured up be the face of someone else? say, a random stranger..."

"Once upon a time, you could, but now, you can't... Only the image of the practitioner can be used to perform this technique. Zhu Er sighed.

Ning Fan frowned, because of Zhu Er's words, there were countless speculations in his heart, but he couldn't get the slightest confirmation.

There are too many secrets of heaven and earth that cannot be touched, too many things... Unspeakable...

"Do you have to be me?"

"Yes..."

"Well... That's it. ”

"The master allows me to rest for a while, every time this technique is successfully used, it will form a huge loss, and it cannot be used again unless it is completely rested. ”

"How long do I need to rest before I can do it again?"

"Three... Three hours, right?" Zhu Er's confidence was a little lacking, and he said with a dry smile.

Ning Fan frowned, "Tell the truth!"

"Three... Three days. ”

"Tell the truth!"

"Three... Three years. ”

"Give you one last chance... Honestly!"

"Three million years... Using this technique once, it will take three million years for the villain to recover..."This time, it's true.

Ning Fan suddenly felt a big headache, "Then you still let me wait here for you to rest for a while? do you want me to wait for you here for three million years?"

"The villain should be damned! The villain is afraid that if he tells the truth, the master will be angry..."

"If you go back in time, will your loss disappear, will you return to the heyday of the previous point in time?"

"Yes, there is still this way! The master quickly uses the treasure box magic power to turn back time to the past!

"That being the case... Prajnaparami!"

Time returns to the original point in time for the second time.

Except for Ning Fan and Box Spirit, who were able to retain the memories before going back in time, the rest of the living beings lost their memories of this time with going back in time.

Therefore, when Ning Fan appeared on the boat again, the words he heard were still the words before Emperor Tu.

In Emperor Tu's eyes, Ning Fan had not yet entered the Yellow Spring at this moment, and was about to enter.

“... In this way, the time point here is located by this treasure box, if you really have an accident, you can also go back in time and return to this place. But I want to remind you that the use of this treasure box is not unlimited, and you can only be resurrected ten times in a day, which means that you can only die ten times in the depths of this Yellow Spring at most. Remember?"

"Remember, but I've only got eight chances to turn back the clock. Ning Fan said speechlessly.

"What! You've died twice?"

"Well, sort of..."

The first time was a moment before Ning Fan's death, passively going back in time, and the second time was the active use of the treasure box by man, the situation was a little different, but Ning Fan didn't intend to explain more about these irrelevant details.

Emperor Tu asked him the same questions and gave him the same admonitions, as before.

After talking, Ning Fan jumped into the Yellow Spring Sea for the third time, and came all the way to the outside of the palace of a secluded palace.

Although it is a pity to waste a time rewind, but after waiting for Zhu Er's skill to cool down for three million years, Ning Fan would really rather go back to the past.

Zhu Er once again appeared from the treasure box, this time, he performed the illusion very smoothly, with the previous successful experience, he did not fail to conjure up a saint in the appearance of Ning Fan.

I don't see the slightest illusion at all!

Seeing this illusion-transformed saint again, Ning Fan still couldn't see any flaws in his breath, he could only feel the magic of this technique.

Even a cultivator of the Second Realm of Heaven and Man like him couldn't see through it, how many people in the realm could see through this?

This illusion may seem useless, but if used correctly, it can be a means of deterring the enemy... The more advanced the cultivation of the old monster, the more afraid I am of the existence of saints...

Ning Fan couldn't see through the illusion, and the ghosts with low intelligence in the palace couldn't see through it.

Zhu Er controlled the illusion saint and stepped into the palace gate step by step, and at the moment of stepping in, more than 700 ghosts were killed, but they were all under the third step of the illusion saint, Weiya, there was shock, there was fear, as if facing a great enemy, he did not dare to resist.

At the moment when Zhu Er manipulated the saint to speak, all the water ghosts looked stunned and were at a loss.

"With the order of the head of the Nine Sages of Tianhe, the commander of the Nine Rivers Tianpeng Sage, you will wait for the guards of the first river to be transferred to the second river immediately, and wait for the dispatch of the Tianren Sage, there must be no mistake!"

"Canopy... Sage... Follow... Appointment..."

The water ghosts looked dazed, and with their extremely low spiritual intelligence, they couldn't understand Zhu Er's words at all.

But the word "order" is like an instinct carved into the soul, urging them to leave this abandoned palace that has been guarded for countless years.

Even when the great enemy came, they would rather die in battle than choose to flee.

Even if they die, they will turn into water ghosts and continue to protect this abandoned palace!

Because the military order is like a mountain!

They were ordered to defend the river on the first day at all costs. And now, this military order has changed, because the heads of the Nine Saints of the River have a new request, they must be transferred to the next day's river!

Is the person who gave the order in front of him really the Tianpeng Saint?

I don't know, I don't know... The voice of the canopy saint is true, and the coercion of this saint is also true, probably... The order is true, right?

Where is the river the next day?

I don't know, I don't know...

Then go and find, go and find... Because, the military order is like a mountain.

One by one, the water ghosts swam out of the palace gate, swam into the distance, swam and swam, one by one, as if their long-cherished wish had ended, they turned into points of light one after another, and disappeared into the sea water...

Ning Fan was slightly silent, watching these water ghosts disappear, for some reason, the first thing he felt in his heart was not the joy of sweeping away obstacles, but the indescribable amazement.

These water ghosts... It turned out to be the defenders who died here...

Turned into a ghost after death, still not forgetting his duty, but a group of awe-inspiring guards...

As soon as the water ghosts dispersed, Zhu Er lifted the illusion, and the whole person flew into the treasure box again to rest as if he had drained his strength.

Ning Fan picked up the treasure box from the ground and asked meaningfully about the pig face on the treasure box,

"Speaking of which... What does the Heavenly Canopy Sage mean, and what does the military order mean? You borrowed the sage's coercion to give those water ghosts an order, it shouldn't be a casual fabrication... Could it be true?"

"Ahaha, what is the master talking about? ”

"Forget it, since you don't want to say more, I won't ask more. What your previous master wanted, it should be in this palace. You can rest first, I won't need you for the time being. ”

Ning Fan put away the treasure box, then took out the left eye of the Emperor Tu, held it in his hand, and entered the main hall of a dark palace.

This is a palace that has been abandoned for many years, and there are no superfluous decorations in the hall except for the long-extinguished lanterns. In the center of the main hall, there is a well...

As Ning Fan stepped into the palace, Emperor Tu's left eye began to glow, and those rays were as light as smoke, drifting towards the well in the center of the hall.

The demons are good at setting up the connection points of different spaces in the shape of wells, but the well in front of them is obviously not a spatial connection point, but has another purpose.

"What the Emperor Tu wants, is it in this well..."

Ning Fan approached step by step, lowered his head, and looked towards the well. At the moment when he lowered his head, an unimaginably hot breath suddenly erupted from the well!

The moment the heat wave swept in, Ning Fan seemed to have expected it, withdrew and retreated, and opened the defense of the God Destroying Shield in the retreat.

However, even with the Divine Exterminator Shield defense, Ning Fan was still directly burned into ashes under that scorching power!

There is simply no way to fight!

Not fire!

It's something hotter than fire!

It's the Extreme Sun! The amount is huge enough to burn the entire Eastern Heaven!

Traditionally, the five supreme figures of the Dabei clan would enter this place at a specific time to collect the power of the extreme sun above the sea.

But the extreme yang they have collected is only a small trace of it that floats out of this well, and Rao is so satisfied.

However, if compared with the pole yang in the well, the number of pole yang they collected is too small, too little...

At this moment, an extreme yang who killed Ning Fan in front of him was far from being comparable to the very few who were scattered!

Even if it is Ning Fan, even a first-level figure from Mu Song Dao who came here, he will definitely be killed by the extreme yang here!

This dry well... How could there be so much Extreme Yang Power!

This dry well... Is that what the Emperor Tu is looking for?

The third time to go back in time, back to the building boat.

What caught his ears was still the words of Emperor Tu's earnest admonition.

“... In this way, the time point here is located by this treasure box, if you really have an accident, you can also go back in time and return to this place. But I want to remind you that the use of this treasure box is not unlimited, and you can only be resurrected ten times in a day, which means that you can only die ten times in the depths of this Yellow Spring at most. Remember?"

"Remembered. But there are only seven chances left to turn back the clock today..."

"What! You've already died three times!" the Emperor Tu, who had originally admonished him earnestly, was suddenly shocked.

"This time, I found what you wanted, it's a dry well in a dark palace, right? I don't know where the dry well came from, but I can tell you clearly that this matter is absolutely impossible!"

Ning Fan is colorful.

Extreme Yang is a good thing, and it is an important material for quasi-saints to open their eyes, but they also have to be collected by life!

Judging from the extreme yang power that erupted before the dry well, Mo said that he is now, but his mana has skyrocketed tenfold, a hundred times! As long as he is attacked by the dry well once, he will still die!

Even if he could go back in time seven, seventy, and seven hundred times, Ning Fan didn't think that he had that ability, and he collected the terrifying extreme yang in the dry well.

This is not something that a Dream Realm monk can do!

Just like the giant bell of reincarnation that no one in the Northern Heavenly Immortal Realm can move, if you can't hold it, you can't hold it! It's not that the cultivation is insufficient, but the level is not enough!

The attack power of that dry well has definitely reached the third step!

If Emperor Tu's goal was really to collect the extreme yang in the well, then even if Ning Fan was willing to help Emperor Tu, he could only say sorry to Emperor Tu.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, it's that he really can't... If you are not a saint, you will die if you touch this well, this is the answer that Ning Fan came up with at the cost of one death! )