Above Luo Yun, there is a high-hanging cloud platform, and above the cloud platform, there is even a thousand-mile purple platform that Ning Fan condenses in one step!

Three demon generals in the early stages of becoming gods from the upper realm all turned into smoke and moved away, appearing on the purple platform in one step, looking down on Ning Fan.

"You have killed the demon general from the upper realm. Your crime is heinous. Why don't you surrender your head and die soon?"

The words are like swords, and the momentum rises! The three generals focused their gazes, and behind each of them, three demon blood shadows, including the Jade Wolf, the Snow Python, and the Spin Turtle, condensed in sequence.

The three phantoms were more than a thousand feet high. At the moment of condensation, strong winds rolled up in the sky, thunder appeared in the sky, and the clouds dispersed!

An immense power of true spirit blood disrupted the cloud platform, causing the hundreds of thousands of monsters present here to tremble with their demonic blood as if they were instinctively afraid.

True blood! The power of true spirits! These three people, like Li Ban and others, are all of ‘true blood level’ true spirit bloodline!

Moreover, the three people's finger tactics changed, and the pressure melted. The three phantoms slowly merged together, and the pressure emitted increased sharply. It was not the level of ordinary true blood at all!

In the entire nine tribes of the Continental Clan, there are 107 gods and true-blooded people. Only a few of them have residual blood. They are the geniuses in this sleeping place.

Lu Zhan, Lu Qing and other Luo Yun demon generals, under this pressure, took a few steps back before letting go of their bloodline fear.

Luo Yun's second general, Lu Sheng, changed his gestures and took only half a step back to remove the pressure, but his eyes were solemn.

The first general, Lu Zhao, is a strong man in red armor, with a short beard like a thorn and a serious gaze. He has already broken through to the middle stage of divine transformation. This man stepped forward, and the red light trembled, shaking away the pressure of the true spirit.

But the expression is not relaxed either!

The 'residual blood level' spirit transformation is so exhausted that those mixed and mortal blood Nascent Souls and golden elixirs are simply unable to compete with the power of this true spirit and true blood on their own!

Unless you are in the middle stage of becoming a god, who can remain calm and composed under such tyrannical pressure from the True Blood!

Wang Xiao's eyes flashed coldly, and he sneered as he spoke to the three mid-stage demon generals behind him.

"Although these three generals, Fu Lang, Yu Du, and Ge Jia, are early-stage demon generals, they have mastered the art of integrating power. The combined power of the three true bloods could crush Lu Bei to death with just coercion..."

Three levels of coercion and three levels of waves swept Ning Fan into the center.

Just standing within the pressure, he remained motionless. He flicked his sleeves and used the movement technique to send Lu Wan'er back to Luo Yun's seat. At this moment, his eyes suddenly condensed.

"Just true blood..."

These four characters were extremely ordinary, but as Ning Fan focused his gaze, a thousand-foot-tall fuli shadow appeared behind them.

The purple-black demon blood was full of ominousness and evil. At the moment it appeared, a vast and undeniable majesty came from Ning Fan, turning into a shocking look!

Under this look, it seems that even the way of heaven can be despised, as if the void will collapse under this look!

The three true blood shadows, whether they were the Jade Wolf, the Snow Python, or the Tortoise, all trembled, feared, and shattered at this moment!

The expressions of the three generals changed, and they all flew back a hundred feet. They had just managed to resist the power of King Fu Li's blood, but their eyes were already filled with shock.

"King's blood! It's really the blood of the True Spirit King! But why have we never heard of the existence of Fuli among the True Spirit Clan!"

There is no explanation, why explain!

Ning Fan's eyes flashed with cold light, he took a step forward, and his figure disappeared in a flash. In an instant, like a wisp of blue smoke, it flashed in front of the three generals, with a point between his eyebrows, and he was in his hand!

A starlight sword shadow fell in the eyes of the three generals. They didn't see clearly what it was. They only knew that it was the shape of a sword. However, it already gave the three generals a sense of extreme danger, and they were all frightened.

The three people's faces no longer looked down on Ning Fan with disdain!

This person's escape speed is too fast!

This man's sword is too dangerous!

Must defend immediately!

"The talent of the Jade Wolf Clan, Yu Gang!"

"Snow python tribe's talent, Sliding Scales!"

"The talent of the Spin Turtle Clan, Yue Jia!"

In front of the Fulang Demon General, there were twelve Gangling Spirits that had just been used in the Jade Fate Realm. Twelve jade Gangling Spirits were guarding him in front of him. They were afraid that even a blow in the middle stage of becoming a god would be enough to block it.

The remaining poison took on a demonic form, transforming into a 600-foot-long snow-white python. On the python's body, dark green snake scales slowly appeared. If you look closely at these scales, each one is as strong as a low-grade Dixuan armor.

What's more important is that these snake scales are extremely smooth. If ordinary magical powers are used to hit the snake scales, they will directly slide away and be removed.

Behind Ge Jia, a dark iron-like turtle shell appeared. After blowing a breath of evil spirit, the turtle shell continued to grow in size and turned into a huge turtle shell higher than the mountain. It protected Ge Jia in the center and transformed into a giant turtle shell.

God's initial strike, with the power of the Xuantian Remnant Treasure, could not break through this thick carapace at all.

The three of them actually displayed extremely strong defense when Ning Fan approached them. They even started to use the demon arts while defending, preparing to deal a fatal blow to Ning Fan after blocking Ning Fan's magic sword!

It's just that the Zhanli Sword doesn't have the magical power that the three of them imagined. The only thing it does have is... sharpness!

Ning Fan held the starlight sword in his hand, his black hair swaying, as if his body and sword were one, and his sword was like thunder, cutting a half-moon horizontally in front of him.

Under this sword, the power of the heavenly spirits within thousands of miles was activated!

Chi——

At this moment when the stars were dancing, a huge sharp sword light emitted a harsh sword cry, with Ning Fan as the center, the sky thousands of miles in front of him was shattered with one sword!

At the moment when the sky collapsed, fifteen thousand starlight sword threads were torn apart densely, making the scalps of all onlookers numb.

Turn the sword into silk! Fifteen thousand sword threads! Each sword thread is enough to easily tear apart the golden elixir. This sword sword thread is enough to pacify fifteen thousand golden elixir demons!

Twelve Gang Spirits, shattered!

True blood snake scales, broken into pieces!

Mountain tortoise shell, shattered!

With a flick of the sword, Ning Fan stood proudly. However, under this sword, all the defenses of the three generals in front of him were broken, their armor was cracked, and the demonic body was destroyed!

The three demon souls turned into smoke and dust and frantically escaped from the demon body, which was already terrifying.

That sword light was too sharp. It was a spiritual treasure, and it was about to break through to the middle-grade spiritual treasure. What was even more terrifying was that there were more than 15,000 sharp spiritual seals attached to this sword!

Unless a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god, who can block the power of this sword!!

Must escape!

"Want to escape? Wasn't it very arrogant just now?"

Ning Fan pointed the sky, and all three souls were immobilized. With a flick of his sleeve, the three souls were in his hand. Without even looking at the frightened expressions of the three of them, he swallowed it in one gulp!

The storage bags of four generals and fourth brother were all put away by Ning Fan without even looking at them.

Rivalry was rising all over his body. At this moment, his aura in the early stage of becoming a god was undoubtedly exposed!

"Transform into a god?! This boy actually succeeded in transforming into a god!"

Wang Xiao stood up suddenly, his pupils shrank in disbelief.

Eleven years! Eleven years ago, it was rumored that Lu Bei was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but eleven years later, he had indeed broken through to the state of becoming a god!

It's just a matter of breaking through to become a god. The power of this sword is clearly comparable to the power of a blow in the middle stage of becoming a god. The starlight sword, if Wang Xiao is not mistaken, is a half-step mid-grade spiritual treasure, worth more than 15,000.

He has a sharp spiritual seal and is an ancient divine weapon...With this sword, he is almost invincible in the early stages of becoming a god!

Bai Wuzun, the general of the Earth Splitting Department, was startled!

He, the Earth Splitter, had a deep grudge against Ning Fan. Even when he came to Luo Yun this time, Bai Wuzun had already planned to kill Ning Fan and repay his former revenge. But at this moment, he was wavering. Even though he had heard about it before

Ning Fan monopolized the three gods. Although he felt uneasy, he was not so shaken.

Witnessing the power of this sword in person at this moment, Bai Wuzun was secretly shocked. Unless he used the power of the Bestowed Star, he would not be able to take this sword without injury!

If this was Ning Fan's full blow, then that would be it. Bai Wuzun would not be so afraid, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ning Fan did not use any swordsmanship with this sword, but only relied on the sharpness of the Zhanli Sword.

, and easily killed three transformed gods.

And all this was accomplished after the three transformed gods performed a defense that was difficult for even Bai Wuzun!

There are no tricks, no tricks, even if the three generals are given a chance to be reborn, they still can't stop Ning Fan's sword!

As a sealed demon from the Rifted Earth Tribe, Bai Wuzun was afraid for the first time of a junior who had just become a god.

Lu Haochen's eyes were bitter. He and Lu Bei were once the two biggest dandies in the Northern Desert, but eleven years later, he was still at the bottom of the valley, but the other party had transformed into a god and became the existence of the Three Sword Killing Gods! It was ridiculous that he was still mocking Mingyu Tower back then.

This person, back then, really didn't know how to write the word "death"...

Demon Concubine Wu Yan smiled angrily, thinking that this Ning Fan was truly a monster. He had transformed into a god in eleven years, and yet he had accomplished such a difficult thing... Today's Ning Fan, even without the use of charm, is enough to compete with him.

Fighting on your own.

A hint of pride appeared on Lu Waner's pretty face. This is the man she values. This is the 'Nascent Soul ant' and 'merely Lu Bei' as Wang Xiao calls him. What's the result? Ning Fan is on the purple platform, arrogant.

The sword is pointed at Wang Xiao, who has just appeared and killed four gods in the upper realm one after another. His style is unmatched by anyone, not even the nine tribes of the Continental Tribe, nor the true spirits of the upper realm...

Lu Daochen stroked his white beard, and his eyes showed a look of relief. Ning Fan had succeeded in transforming into a god. In this way, this son should follow his promise and go to the third world to bury Lu Shuai's soul...

Lu Daochen looked up at the purple platform in the sky, looked at the young man with a sword that shocked the world, and sighed slightly.

Once upon a time, he had such a heroic spirit of pointing his sword at the heaven and the earth. Unfortunately, he is old...

"Lu Bei, take the picture!"

With his eyes determined, Lu Daochen took out the Luo Yun Boundary Map, flicked it with a flick of his finger, and sent the map to the purple platform. In front of Ning Fan, along with the boundary map, there was an ancient painting that was once painted by Ning Fan.

Praise it as a fairy treasure.

With the boundary map in hand, Ning Fan put it into his storage bag and nodded to Lu Daochen. There is no need to say anything else!
To be continued...