At the moment of his death, within a hundred thousand miles, all the foothills of Zhongshan Mountain collapsed, and the thunderstorm stopped here for the first time.

The great formation is gone!

And above the night sky, pieces of longevity crystals are gradually disappearing into the sky because no one can refine them.

As the saying goes, flowers bloom again, and people are no longer young. An old monk like Ning Fan cannot regain his longevity and regain his youth.

Ning Fan looked up at the sky. With the power of his eternal time, he could refine these crystals! If he swallowed these crystals, he would not only be able to regain his youth, but also gain a life span of more than 100,000 years!

Recalling his understanding of the Zhongshan Formation in his mind, Ning Fan raised his hand and pointed a finger, stimulating the power of the formation to draw an array pattern in the sky.

His mental formation was not enough to outline the Immortal Void Formation, but he imitated the Zhongshan Formation and created his own formation that was at the peak of the Transformation Level.

Although the level has not entered the virtual level formation, it contains the mystery of the changes of time.

The array light flashed, and all the longevity crystals were swallowed into the array and refined into Ning Fan's body.

Ning Fan steps up to the sky, and every step becomes younger and younger.

From a gray-haired old man, he gradually transformed into a young man in white clothes.

Not only does she look younger, but her lifespan is also extended to 100,000 years!

One hundred thousand years old, only the old monster Suixu can live for such a long time. Ning Fan has not entered Suixu and has only become a god, but he can already live one hundred thousand years.

And as long as he is willing, he can still use the power of time to take away life span in the future. Even if he is immortal like an immortal, it will not be difficult!

The power of time is truly heaven-defying!

If other old monsters had Ning Fan's opportunity to gain enlightenment, gain the power of time, condense the blood of time, fully realize the magical power of time, and refine life essence through the heart array...those old monsters would definitely be able to live forever!

It's a pity that they neither dare to steal the light crystal, nor can they comprehend the power of time, nor do they have the psychic power.

And for the Seven Steps of Cultivation, immortality may be precious, but for immortals, everyone can live forever, and the so-called immortality is not something to be proud of at all.

To Ning Fan, longevity is just useless. He does not lack longevity. He only lacks time. He is in a hurry, and his time is too tight and too little.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, what a trick! What on earth did you do to break this formation! Also, those longevity crystals... did you swallow them all?" Lei Shiyi asked doubtfully.

"Master Lei Pavilion thinks I can swallow those crystals?" Ning Fan asked without answering.

"Haha, I asked you rudely, whether fellow Taoist can swallow those crystals, what does it have to do with me..."

Lei Shiyi quickly waved his hand to indicate that he had no intention of prying into Ning Fan's details.

Zhufeng is dead, and he is very happy that he has avenged his great revenge. And the reason why he was able to avenge him was because of Ning Fan's help.

Lei Shiyi must remember this feeling, so he will not inquire about Ning Fan's details or do such a rude thing.

Stealing people's life span and devouring it for their own use, this unnatural method is enough to make countless old monsters who are on the verge of the end of their life... go crazy!

Regardless of whether Ning Fan had such magical powers, Lei Shiyi would not ask. If he asked, it would only cause trouble for Ning Fan.

In Zhongshan Thunder Palace, all the people were refining to death, Wanbao Pavilion fell to the ground and killed, and finally Zhongshan was razed to the ground.

Every piece of thunder jade was used by Lei Shiyi, including the gold and jade obtained by Ning Fan, all were given to Lei Shiyi.

As for the thunder of Yuanshen, they all belong to Ning Fan, and everyone can take what they need.

Without the help of Lei Shiyi, Ning Fan would definitely have to expend a lot of effort if he wanted to destroy Zhongshan alone. A mere gift of Lei Jade is not worth mentioning.

After slaughtering Zhongshan Thunder Palace and devouring countless Yuan Lei, the Thunder Armor was only 4,000 Divine Yuan Lei away from breaking through.

If converted into refining Xu Yuan Lei, only 40 lines are enough.

"What do you want, little friend? Do you want to fight all the way to the twenty-fourth floor? But you still need my help." Lei Shiyi gritted his teeth and finally asked proactively.

"Oh? Isn't Pavilion Master Lei afraid of King Yinglong and afraid to help Zhou? Why aren't you afraid now?" Ning Fan took a deep look at Lei Shiyi and could see that there was still struggle and fear on Lei Shiyi's face.

Previously, Lei Shiyi was afraid of King Ying Long and was only willing to help Ning Fan kill Zhu Feng.

At this moment, Lei Shiyi was still afraid of King Yinglong, but was willing to help Ning Fan reach the twenty-fourth floor.

This person seems to want to repay the favor.

"I am still afraid of King Ying Long, but...if I didn't have the help of my little friend, I and the masters of Wanbao Pavilion would all have died in the hands of Zhufeng evil barrier. That formation of light takes away life span, it is too powerful, if it weren't for my little friend, no one would

But...this life-saving grace must be repaid! I, a member of Wanbao Pavilion, have died once, even if my little friend is defeated by King Yinglong, we are willing to help and die together with my little friend!"

"What the Pavilion Master said is absolutely true! We are willing to help fellow Daoist Zhou to reach the twenty-fourth floor!" Chu Nanfeng and Mo Feiyun both responded.

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Ning Fan was silent for a moment. It was rare for Wanbao Pavilion to know how to repay a favor.

With the help of Wanbao Pavilion, he will be much more relaxed when he reaches the twenty-fourth floor, and he will not refuse.

After cleaning up the battlefield and resting, everyone prepared to cross the teleportation array and enter the twelfth floor.

At this moment, outside Zhongshan, a group of monks came with a fierce momentum to kill them.

While running away quickly, he shouted,

"I waited for the ten people who came to help me, and I hope Lord Zhufeng Lei will forgive me! Hey, I can't let you take this great achievement of killing Zhou Ming all by yourself!"

Ten peepers and a thousand transformed gods are obviously here to grab the credit.

Everyone rushed here from the tenth floor without stopping, fearing that they would be late and miss the chance to kill Ning Fan.

However, as soon as they arrived at Zhongshan, all the old monsters were dumbfounded.

What's going on! What's going on!

Zhongshan has been reduced to ruins for hundreds of thousands of miles, countless undead souls have died, and blood has flowed into rivers.

Among those corpses, there were Nascent Souls, Transformation Gods, and... Lianxu!

"The Horseman King is dead, Li Gui is dead, Yan Daozi is dead, and Gu Feng..." Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the tenth-level thunder master, who couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

When his eyes fell on Zhufeng's corpse, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Including the tenth-level thunder master, all the ten old monsters looking at the void looked shocked.

"Zhufeng?! Zhufeng is dead! This is absolutely impossible! He asked old monster Xu how he could die!"

"Why? Hehe, after you die, wouldn't it be better to ask him directly!"

Lei Shiyi smiled obscenely and led everyone from Wanbao Pavilion to surround these experts.

These people were all sent by King Yinglong. After killing Zhufeng, Lei Shiyi could still use his old grudges as excuses. After killing these people, he completely fell out with King Yinglong.

However, Lei Shiyi is a decisive person. He will not go back on his word if he promises to help Ning Fan deal with King Ying Long again. He will not let any of these people go.

"kill!"

Ning Fan jumped up into the sky with one step. After recovering, he was able to use the art of self-image again to separate two golden shadows.

One person, two shadows, one corpse and three puppets, Ning Fan alone, is equivalent to the combat power of seven Qiuxu. Those six people can all be considered Ning Fan's slaves!

One person and six slaves instantly stabilized the tenth-level thunder master and launched the most violent offensive. In just a moment, the tenth-level thunder master was seriously injured.

"Impossible! When I was chasing you, you could only escape, so why are you so strong now! Ah!"

The tenth-level thunder master couldn't believe it. He was surrounded by Ning Fan and six slaves, and was seriously injured in just an instant.

In the next round, his injuries were fatal and he screamed and died.

He couldn't understand until his death that it was only a few days ago, how could Ning Fan's strength soar so much.

I will never die with my eyes closed! I regret it!

If I had known that Ning Fan had such a tough idea, he would have come after Ning Fan when his head was caught in the door.

If I had known that Ning Fan was so strong, he would rush to the eleventh floor to die as if he was reincarnated because his head was filled with water.

Regret!
Chapter completed!