Bai Feiteng smiled coldly and sat casually on a chair nearby. He and the old devil were at odds with each other, so naturally he didn't want to see the old devil's disciples make a big show of themselves.

But Bai Feiteng didn't expect that his sarcasm would make Ning Fan even more prominent.

Ning Fan's bone age cannot be faked, and he only looks like he is 17 years old. At the age of 17, in the middle stage of Fusion Spirit, looking at the entire Yue Kingdom, and even the entire southeastern continent of the Rain World, he is a person who is like a genius.

Many of the elders in the Ghost Bird Sect are only in the early or middle stages of soul fusion. Now that they know Ning Fan's cultivation, they may not be able to stand above Ning Fan in the future.

Everyone's attention to Ning Fan not only did not decrease, but also increased. They wanted to see how much sect contribution a mid-level spiritual fusion master could get in one month.

However, they were doomed to be disappointed, because for three days, Ning Fan's contribution value did not skip a beat. On the contrary, Lu Ziqiao's contribution value for the three days of non-stop killings actually reached 600 points, which was faintly visible.

To catch up with Ning Fan.

"What on earth is this guy doing? Why does his sect contribution not increase..."

Everyone was puzzled, and within three days, every time Bai Feiteng came to the Hall of Merit, the disdain in his eyes became stronger.

"I have said before that this man is a sensationalist. I am afraid that Ning Fan is seriously injured at this moment. He is hiding somewhere and waiting for the trial to end."

Bai Feiteng's words were obviously biased, but no one had any words to refute. If Ning Fan hadn't been hiding, why didn't his contribution increase for three days?

Glancing at the merit monument, Bai Feiteng turned around and left, not staying any longer. However, the moment he turned around, a bright light suddenly appeared on the merit monument, and he saw that Ning Fan's contribution value suddenly increased by 100 points, reaching

854 points.

100 points must have killed the ghosts in the early stage of soul fusion, and soul fusion ghosts will only appear in the second area.

"Impossible, this kid dares to enter the second area. Doesn't he want to live?"

Bai Feiteng's expression changed. He didn't know the specific combat power of Ning Fan, but his courage was huge, as big as Han Yuanji. With the cultivation level of the middle stage of Fusion Spirit, if you enter the second area, once you are besieged by ghosts at the peak of Fusion Spirit, you will die.

undoubtedly!

"This boy will die..." Bai Feiteng stopped his shock and looked solemn. Unknowingly, he looked at Ning Fan no longer as a junior.

...

For three whole days, there was no news from Ning Fan, and Lan Mei felt slightly uneasy.

In the fragrant boudoir, Lan Mei finished her magical power, then she finished the exercise with her bare hands and gently exhaled.

"I wonder what happened to Ning Fan... I stole dad's map to him. I think he can avoid a lot of dangers..."

With her cold face, she forced out a smile. Ning Fan seemed to say that her smile was ugly and she needed to practice smiling.

Just as she was giggling in front of the makeup mirror, she saw Lan Mei's personal maid, Ke'er, panting and pushing the door in. Lan Mei was so frightened that she quickly put away her smile and said displeasedly.

"Ke'er, why are you so unruly? You come in without knocking..."

"Little...Miss, something bad has happened. My uncle...my uncle has entered the second area of ​​the Demonic Forest. Everyone in the Merit Hall said that my uncle's contribution value suddenly increased by 100 points, so he must have been killed.

A powerful ghost in the early stages of soul fusion.”

"What! Why is he so reckless! Even Elder Jindan will not enter the second area easily!"

With a "pop" sound, the makeup mirror fell to the ground. Lan Mei stood up in a hurry, her eyes anxious and worried.
Chapter completed!