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Ning Fan held up a three-foot long sword, stepped out of the void, and appeared in front of one hundred thousand ancient corpses.

The sword in his hand was fiery red. It was a Twelve Nirvana Sword, which he had obtained from the eyeball monster so that he could use the technique of killing people with a human sword.

The Twelve Nirvana Immortal Sword is not enough to make a hundred thousand ancient corpses fearful, but the moon-white sword light emitted by this fairy sword is enough to make any ancient corpse tremble in fear.

This is the ancient secret skill - the life-cutting sword, specially designed to kill undead creatures in the world!

The descendant of Luan Gu... is actually the descendant of Luan Gu... I see...

Yin Mo's expression became more solemn, as if he had figured out a lot of things in an instant.

No wonder so many ancient corpses died mysteriously in the past. It turns out that it was the descendants of the ancients who were responsible!

Yin Mo is an evil corpse chopped off by the Immortal Emperor. He possesses part of his immortal memory. How could he not know the horror of the life-cutting sword?

Throughout his entire life, the Immortal Emperor had never been defeated by any Immortal Emperor at the same level. Relying on his immortal physique, even the Desolate Saint could not kill him. Such a powerful figure was defeated by the Ancient Emperor...

The more powerful the undead creatures are, the more they fear the power of the life-cutting sword, even those as powerful as the Immortal Emperor are no exception.

Even though there are hundreds of thousands of immortal ancient corpses protecting the Dharma today, in the face of the life-cutting sword, the matter can only be solved with one sword.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that in the first confrontation of the Yingque Tribulation, my right eye had the upper hand... Haha, being able to find someone from the ancient legend to help me was enough to restrain the immortal power in my body. It's a pity.

The power of this god is not just the power of immortality... Right eye, can you give me more surprises..."

After the initial surprise, Yin Mo's expression returned to indifference. He knew that most of the hundred thousand ancient corpses would be killed by Ning Fan in one blow, but he didn't care.

roar!

One hundred thousand ancient corpses all let out zombie roars. Even though they were afraid of Ning Fan's life-cutting power, they still instinctively attacked Ning Fan.

Those roars were as savage as animals, and they were clearly not in human language, but somehow they had a sad emotion that was enough to touch people's hearts.

Audible, even...enough to see...

When Ning Fan closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to hear the soul sounds of these ancient corpses that had been left in the mountains and seas for hundreds of millions of years, lingering like echoes.

The Aegis-Destroying Shield in Dantian emitted a trace of immortal power, causing Ning Fan to resonate strangely with the world.

At this moment, scenes from ancient times appeared in his mind!

One day, the Immortal Emperor cut out an evil corpse in the sky among billions of stars and gave it the name Yin Mo.

'Evil Corpse, I want you to make a promise. Promise me. Accompany me and protect the Purple Dou Galaxy for the rest of your life.'

On that day, Yin Mo knelt in front of the Immortal Emperor and swore an oath to the Immortal Emperor.

'The Immortals of Zi Dou are above, and they are practicing Yin Mo below. Since they were born as emperors to kill evil, they should inherit the thoughts of emperors. Although they are evil corpses, they will definitely be upright, worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of Zi Dou. From now on, I will be born as Zi Dou.

Live and die for Zi Dou. If you violate this oath, both heaven and man will be killed!'

Countless years later, Yinmo's cultivation level became higher and higher, and instead of Immortal, he went to guard Nichenhai, the border of Zidou Immortal Domain.

Here, there is a world-protecting formation set up by the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou for countless years. If this formation were there, even some fourth-step monks would not be able to break into the Immortal Purple Dou Realm.

That day, a red sun suddenly rose from the Nichen Sea, and a man holding a red whisk walked out of the red sun.

No one could see that man's face clearly, as if if he didn't allow it, no one in this world would be able to see his face!

The man, wearing a fiery red feather cloak, walked step by step in front of Yin Mo. All the cities he passed turned into ruins and disappeared into the dust.

'I need you to help me complete something... After completing this task, I will give you Taicang bloodline and give you the opportunity to transcend the three realms.'

If others said this to Yin Mo, Yin Mo would definitely not believe it.

But the man in red in front of him is a big shot that Yin Mo can only look up to, and his promise will definitely not be a lie.

On that day, Yin Mo opened the world-protecting formation of Ni Chen Hai, and countless monks from the world of dust, led by the man in red, entered the Purple Dou Immortal Domain.

That day, Yin Mo resolutely turned against him and cut off the butcher's knife towards the hundreds of millions of Zi Douxian cultivators under his command.

When the flames of war ignited throughout the Zi Dou Galaxy, and when the battle report reached the Immortal Demon Palace, the Immortal Emperor stood up and rushed towards the Nichen Sea.

He wants to personally kill the traitor who violated his oath and led foreign enemies into the house!

But, it was too late. After Yin Mo defected, he had escaped into the mortal world and was sheltered under the wings of Tai Cang Jie Ling. It would be difficult to kill him, as difficult as ascending to heaven.

In anger, the Immortal Emperor crossed the Nichen Sea and fought into the world of mortals, just to kill this traitor. However, he failed to do so. Instead, he was suppressed by Tai Cang Jie Ling and his body was dismembered under Jiuli Mountain...

Later, the Zi Dou Immortal Realm fell into the flames of war. Later... Yin Mo became the ninth generation barbarian god of the barbarians.

Trampling on the bones of his companions, he gained the appreciation of the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit, but soon disappeared mysteriously after a retreat.

Few people know that it was Immortal Emperor Zi Dou who used his last strength to arrest this evildoer and suppressed him in the Nine Heavens Tower...

The scenes are so fragmented, but they contain too many ancient secrets that remain in the mountains and seas.

Ning Fan is not a saint and does not have the ability to see through the past, present and future, but through his superb understanding of the Mountain and Sea Curse, he has been able to do this to a certain extent.

Kill Yin Mo!

Kill this traitor!

If we don’t kill this evildoer, we will never be able to repay the hatred of hundreds of millions of people from the Purple Dou Realm who destroyed the world!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The soul sounds of hundreds of thousands of ancient corpses remain in the mountains and seas, and they all carry the overwhelming hatred for Yin Mo.

They longed to kill Yin Mo in order to pay homage to the thousands of Zi Douxian cultivators. However, sadly, even their corpses became Yin Mo's puppets.

The soul sounds of hundreds of thousands of ancient corpses, like the fallen leaves in late autumn, fell into Ning Fan's heart one by one.

After all, Ning Fan is not a real Purple Dou Immortal cultivator, so it is difficult for him to experience the desolation of these monks whose country is ruined and their family is destroyed. The only thing he can do is to say goodbye to these martyrs...

Ten rays, a hundred rays, a thousand rays... More and more moon-white sword lights surrounded Ning Fan, and their number eventually reached tens of millions.

With the blessing of thousands of life-cutting sword energies, Ning Fan's aura was so strong that it completely exceeded the limit of the second step and reached the third step!

What this feels like...it's indescribable...Ning Fan's figure is unprecedentedly ethereal, and his eyes are filled with the power of heaven and earth, so indifferent that there is no trace of emotion.

That look... is like looking at everything like a cud dog. It can't arouse the slightest interest!

His body began to feel severe pain, as if he could no longer bear the power and was on the verge of collapse.

Ning Fan believed that if his cultivation had not greatly increased and he was protected by the weapon that opened the sky, he would definitely not be able to withstand the power of thousands of sword lights at this moment!

If it were the previous self... he would definitely be killed by the direct reaction of this supreme sword power!

Click, click, click...

The Twelve Nirvana Sword in his hand seemed unable to withstand this level of sword light, and cracks began to appear.

Ning Fan slowly waved the fairy sword. The movement was extremely slow, but when it fell in the eyes of any ancient corpse, there was an indescribable chill.

Danger...very dangerous, what level of sword skill is this! It's definitely beyond the scope of the second step!

The ancient corpse figures that hit Ning Fan one after another were blocked thousands of feet away by the invisible sword power, unable to get any closer.

One hundred thousand ancient corpses surrounded Ning Fan in the center. At the center, within a radius of a thousand feet, a vacuum circle was formed.

The sword is like a circle...the trajectory of the sword cannot find any flaws, it has reached perfection...

The perfect way of swordsmanship that countless swordsmen have been pursuing so hard was, at this moment, casually slashed out by Ning Fan...

Click. Click, click...

The fairy sword was on the verge of breaking. At this moment, Ning Fan swung this sword that could not be copied!

As soon as the sword fell, the whole world seemed to turn into a circle, and the moon-white sword light flowed like water in the circle. It flowed past the sides of ancient corpses. Wherever it passed, there were ancient corpses comparable to immortals, without exception.

, all turned into flying ash, and in an instant, they were cut into powder by the supreme sword intent.

Unable to compete, invincible! Thirteen breaths passed, and all the hundreds of thousands of ancient corpses here turned into flying ashes.

Ning Fan could no longer withstand the power of this sword. Under his ghostly face, his face turned pale for a while, and bloodshot eyes oozed from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious backlash. As for the fairy sword in his hand, it had already shattered into countless pieces of iron with a click.

One place.

"You brat, well done! Once a hundred thousand ancient corpses are destroyed, Yin Mo must die today!" The eyeball monster laughed loudly.

"Really? Do you really think you can kill me without the protection of a hundred thousand ancient corpses? This son's life-cutting sword skills are extremely lethal to pure undead creatures, but I don't only have immortality.

The power and life-cutting sword skills are ineffective against me." The Yinmo stone statue said indifferently.

"Hey, if this guy only has these means, he certainly can't kill you, but he has another identity. Brat, I don't have time to give you a rest, do it!" the eyeball monster shouted loudly.

Ning Fan nodded and wiped away the bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth. Taking advantage of these bloodshot eyes, he suddenly squatted down and slapped the ground hard.

Suddenly, circles of blood-red halo appeared on the ground, and a blood-red altar was rising from the ground.

"Using blood as a guide to summon the trump card hidden in the formation..."

The dark stone statue frowned slightly, but he did not expect that a fifth altar would appear in the large formation set up by the eyeball monster.

On the four altars, each has an innate treasure seal guarding it. However, there is no innate treasure seal on this fifth altar. There is only an ancient crossbow bed placed on it.

"This is... the ancient archery crossbow! No, the real archery crossbow should have been destroyed. Is it just an imitation..." Yin Mo said disdainfully.

"Hehe, you have to pay the price for looking down on imitations. Brother Zhu, it's up to you. For the sake of brother, you have to cooperate with your master!" Eyeball gave a strange laugh.

"Brother, don't worry! Your enemies are my enemies, and the point of your sword is where my arrows fell! Master, do it, my bowstring is already unbearable!" Suddenly, from the crossbow bed, the sound of candle bows and the same enemy was heard.

sound.
To be continued...