A somewhat unfamiliar yet familiar female voice suddenly came from behind Ning Fan.

There was an indifference in that voice, but it was not hostile.

Ning Fan's mind skipped a beat for no reason, he turned his head and looked towards the person who made the sound.

But I saw a woman in a red dress appearing on the snow-covered snow beside the glacial lake. I don’t know when.

The woman's aura was extremely strong. It was a bit stronger than Xiang Jiezi, and there was a roar of red thunder on her body!

The woman's eyes were blood red, and her lips were also blood red. She was wearing a red dress and stood in the snow. She looked like a gorgeous red plum.

The woman's appearance is very similar to that of Hong Yi, but she seems to be a little different...

"Huh? You actually have tribulation blood in your body... Are you also a Tai Cang tribulation spirit?"

Only then did the woman in red notice that Ning Fan had the calamity blood in her body, and she couldn't help but show interest.

"Interesting... I didn't expect that besides me, there is also the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit who wants to betray the Tribulation Master and steal the dust flowers... You little calf, it's very interesting..."

The woman in red approached Ning Fan. She stretched out her cold and smooth palms and stroked Ning Fan's spine.

Ning Fan looked at the woman in red in disbelief. The woman's appearance gradually coincided with the one in red in Ning Fan's mind...

"Are you in red?!"

"Hongyi? No, I am not Hongyi, I am Hongyaksha... But the name Hongyi is not bad..."

The woman in red smiled coquettishly, her toes touched the snow, and she looked like a red butterfly, landing lightly under the ice tree in the middle of the lake.

"The nourishment of the dust tree is the earthly connection of all living beings; the dust flower blooms once every five million years, and falls after three moments of blooming... I am about to open the second gate of heaven and man, and I need this flower. I'm afraid I can't give it to you, Xiaoman

ox..."

"Speaking of which, even if these dust flowers are given to you, you can't take them away... You have never followed the Lord of Tribulation, and you don't know that picking dust flowers requires a special magic trick... If you don't understand this magic trick,

It is impossible to pluck dust flowers from dust trees..."

"The dust flowers belong to me, and all the water in the ice lake belongs to you...Originally, I would have taken away all the water from the lake. But judging from your appearance, it seems that you really need the lake water to dissolve the lock... so I will give it to you.

Already."

The woman in red finished speaking. Without looking at Ning Fan, she used the power of her calamity thoughts with her bare hands to pinch out the mysterious finger tips one by one.

After performing hundreds of finger pinches, the woman in red carefully reached out her hand, picked off the six-edged white flowers, and took them into her mouth.

After taking all the white flowers, the woman in red giggled and flew away.

But before leaving, the woman in red still glanced at Ning Fan with interest. She was very interested in this little bull who broke into the snow valley...

The woman in red left, but she didn't know that her tips for picking the dust flowers were all remembered by Ning Fan.

If Ning Fan really follows the Bird God Son to search for dust trees and pick dust flowers in the future, he will definitely use these tips.

"She is not Hong Yi, she is Hong Yaksha... Hong Yaksha, the innate thunder spirit I killed that day once said that I was the slave of Hong Yaksha. He once said that Hong Yaksha and I were both Tai Cang tribulation spirits.

The traitor..."

"Could it be that what I just saw was the scene of Hong Yaksha betraying Tai Cang Jie Ling..."

"Red Yaksha...she must have some kind of relationship with Hongyi..."

The woman in red left, but Ning Fan suddenly jumped into the ice lake.

The lake water was bitingly cold, as if needles were pricking it, and Ning Fan couldn't help but shiver.

In this icy lake, there is the power of will left by the Lord of Calamity Thought, which turns into ice and erodes Ning Fan's Taoist heart.

Fortunately, Ning Fan still bears the will of the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou. At this moment, the two wills begin to clash and collide with each other.

The will in the ice lake was constantly weakened, and the purple-locked will on Ning Fan's back was also weakening little by little.

After an unknown amount of time, the purple locks on Ning Fan's back completely melted and collapsed, and the will in the ice lake also completely dissipated...

At the moment when Zi Suo collapsed, Ning Fan's mind returned, escaped from the illusion, and opened his eyes from the True Illusion River.

The purple locks of heaven that bound him collapsed without warning, and the water of the True Illusion River flowed backwards at this moment!

The will of the Immortal Emperor left in the river was disrupted by Ning Fan's move to break the lock at this moment!

The power of will suppressing Ning Fan's body was immediately released. Ning Fan seized the opportunity, a green light flashed in his eyes, and without saying a word, he began to peel off the stone bridge Dao illusion.

The process of peeling off lasted for a whole day. After one day, Ning Fan peeled off one-third of the stone bridge. One-third of the stone bridge turned into a real bridge!

One day passed, the will of the Zhenhuan River had returned to its original state, and a mountain-like pressure once again pressed on Ning Fan, not allowing Ning Fan to continue peeling off the Dao Huan.

"This boy actually made one-third of the real bridge!"

Under the Zhenhuan River, the river demon's eyes were shocked. It was the first time in his life that he saw someone who could build a third of the real bridge on the Zhenhuan River!

He originally didn't believe that anyone could build a bridge on the Zhenhuan River, but at this moment, he had a little confidence in Ning Fan's move to build a bridge.

"This boy may be able to set a precedent in the fantasy world and build a real bridge on the real fantasy river..."

The water of the Zhenhuan River has returned to its original state, and a second purple-gold vortex slowly appeared in the center of the river.

In the whirlpool, a purple-gold palm print suddenly flew out and struck Ning Fan hard.

The power of one strike from the palm print is infinitely close to that of Shekong's strike!

And in that palm seal, there is an overriding will that cannot be violated by anyone.

It is naturally difficult for an ordinary monk to defeat the palm seal, and even more difficult to defeat the will in the palm seal.

But Ning Fan has gone through five million years of asceticism in the illusion, doing the same stupid thing for five million years... His will has become indestructible.

And with his strength, it is not impossible to block Shekong's palm print!

"Yinyang, unblock!"

"Battle Yin and Yang, unblock!"

Ning Fan made a hand seal with his ten fingers, and in an instant, his momentum reached the peak of the realm of transcendence!

The initial cultivation of Rain Yin and Yang gave Ning Fan the ability to control the rain of heaven and earth.

The preliminary cultivation of Zhan Yin and Yang gave Ning Fan the ability to control the war intention of heaven and earth.

At the moment when Ning Fan unsealed the battle between Yin and Yang, the river demon's expression suddenly changed, and he clearly felt that some power in his body disappeared out of thin air. After careful inspection, he did not find that he had lost any power.

He didn't know that the disappearing power, called fighting spirit, was taken away by Ning Fan.

This is a weakening of the will! Of course he doesn’t understand!

In that palm seal, there was originally the power of will left by the Immortal Emperor, but as Ning Fan unsealed the battle with Yin and Yang, the power of will in the palm seal was also weakened.

Ning Fan turned his hand and slapped the purple gold palm print.

Under the impact of the palm prints, Ning Fan immediately flew out like a kite with broken strings, vomiting blood. As for the purple gold palm print, it completely collapsed!

As soon as the palm seal was broken, a billowing phantom mist immediately rolled towards Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's expression changed slightly and he tried to avoid these phantom fogs. However, he was still a step too slow as these phantom fogs invaded his mind.

"Second Fantasy!"

In the illusory mist, a voice as indifferent as the Tao came out, which was the voice of the Tao of Heaven itself.

The moment the voice fell, Ning Fan lost his mind again and was trapped in the illusion of his mind.

The place we entered was still a wild and primitive world, but this time, Ning Fan was not a wild bull, but a wild fish.

He is a barbarian fish, a barbarian fish raised in Tai Cang Tribulation Pond.

In the Tribulation Pond, there was not only his one barbarian fish, but also thousands of barbarian fish, all with purple-gold fish scales.

The Jie Pond is heavily restricted, preventing any wild fish from escaping from the Jie Po Pond.

By the side of the Tribulation Pond, a dozen or so Tribulation Envoy monks are guarding the Tribulation Pond, each of them has a level of cultivation above that of Du Zhen.

"Haha, the Manyu clan is so brave. They dare to offend the Lord Jie from the upper realm. I'm afraid they won't live long."

"The Tribulation Pond Formation kills thousands of wild fish every day and sacrifices the fish souls to the Lord of Tribulation in the upper realm for enjoyment... It is said that the souls of wild fish are extremely delicious delicacies. Unfortunately, our status is too low and we have no chance to enjoy them.

..”

The words of those tribulation envoy monks were transmitted into the tribulation pond, and were listened to by countless barbarian fish with dull expressions.

The barbarian fish in the calamity pond have already succumbed to their fate and have forgotten how to resist.

The Jie Pond Formation kills thousands of wild fish every day. Although there are many wild fish in this pond, they will all be wiped out one day.

If you want to survive, you can only escape from the Tribulation Pond Formation. Many barbarian fish have tried to escape from the formation, but no barbarian fish can smash the light of the formation.

All the wild fish that tried to escape have died... Now, no wild fish dare to escape against their fate, and all of them are just hanging on.

The barbarian fish transformed by Ning Fan was also imprisoned in the Tribulation Pond. Unlike other barbarian fish, Ning Fan was naturally unwilling to surrender and wait for death in this Tribulation Pond.

Although the transformation into a wild fish is an illusion, if the fish body dies in the illusion, Ning Fan's body will also be affected.

Ning Fan tried it, but once he entered this illusion, he could not escape. If he wanted to return to his mind, he had to escape from the blood pool...

"Are you trapped by the illusion again? The last time I was trapped by the purple lock, I broke free from the purple lock, disrupted the will of the real illusion river, and took the opportunity to peel off one third of the illusion. This time, if I escape again

, it is impossible to disrupt the will of the river water again..."
Chapter completed!