"Here, you cannot tell others your name, otherwise even the strongest Saint among the saints will not be able to leave and will be trapped by the wall of the underworld forever; if you want to find someone, you cannot call out that name.

Otherwise, the person you are looking for will never be found. Remember, remember... a name is the more real and illusory thing, and it is the foundation of the monk's existence in the eyes of the underworld. You may not be able to understand it, but you cannot violate it." Saint Caiwei continued.

road.

You can't call random names here?

Ning Fan did not doubt the authenticity of Caiwei Sheng's words. After all, there seemed to be no need for the other party to deceive him about this kind of thing.

He felt even more fortunate in his heart. He searched for the Sword Emperor all the way in the underworld without saying a word or shouting loudly. If he accidentally called out the name of the Sword Emperor and the Sword Ancestor, that would be really troublesome...

"Thank you, senior, for the tip." Ning Fan was still wary, but still thanked him towards the endless starry sky.

"You don't have to thank me. I'm not helping you, I'm just doing my own karma. The pattern of the underworld is all empty. If it weren't for the Desolate Saint, walking in this underworld would never find the end. I can't give you anything.

Guiding the way, because the pattern of Hades in the eyes of everyone is different... But I can give you some pointers. The pattern of heaven and earth, the digital pattern of Hades, is nine..."

Nine base system?

Ning Fan was surprised, and then Yuanshen's little face became serious, his eyes flashed with green light, and he looked at the world using the nine-digit calculation, and something suddenly changed.

The word "shi" is secret, urging it to move quietly.

Ning Fan didn't need Caiwei Sheng to continue to remind him. He pointed in one direction, turned left and right, and galloped all the way.

The twelfth day, the thirteenth day, the fourteenth day...the twentieth day!

Ning Fan lost his soul and fell again. On the 22nd, he was resurrected for the second time with the help of the Moonlight Treasure Box.

"The remaining saint's will is enough for me to be resurrected twice here... The level of this place is too high. Using the moonlight treasure box to resurrect will cause too much damage..."

Ning Fan felt extremely solemn and continued to move forward.

On the twenty-fifth day, in the boundless underworld ahead, a strange fragrance suddenly came into Ning Fan's nose.

I didn’t know what the strange fragrance was coming from, but after just a sniff, Ning Fan’s weakened and shrunken soul actually returned to its normal size, full of breath, and no longer weak at all!

He was refreshed and continued on his way. The further he went, the stronger the fragrance became.

On the twenty-eighth day, an illusory ancient tree appeared in front of him. The ancient tree was covered with fruits in the shape of babies.

The light from countless stars condensed into fireflies, parasitic on the ancient trees.

Under the ancient tree, with his back to him and his hands behind his back, stood a saint in Taoist robes. He was not a physical entity, but a phantom formed by the power of the soul. When Ning Fan arrived, the saint turned around with some surprise.

Passed over.

"It's amazing. I only mentioned you a little, but you actually got here by virtue of your general understanding. In terms of bloodline qualifications, you may be among the worst cultivators in the world, but in terms of methods, you are the best among the ancient immortals.

There are only a few outstanding people who can do this..."

"Junior Ning...Junior, I have met senior. Thank you for your guidance, senior." Ning Fan couldn't hide his excitement. After arriving at the ancient tree, he could clearly feel that among the countless parasitic fireflies on the ancient tree, there was one.

The breath is the same as that of Tu Huang and Sword Ancestor!

Finally... found it!

Because he was so excited, he temporarily forgot Caiwei Sheng's reminder and almost said his real name. Fortunately, he noticed it in time and stopped talking, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Caiwei Sheng praised Ning Fan and said no more. In his opinion, although Ning Fan is an outstanding person at the first level of the Ancient Immortal Lord, it is nothing more than that. Although there is praise, it is far from enough.

Shocking point.

After all, there are as many ancient immortals as Ning Fan in the real world as there are stars...

"I've heard of you, Cangmangdie. Back then, the man from Zishan Douhai personally came forward to ask the people of the Holy Sect to give a group of Zidouxian cultivators a chance to re-enter reincarnation. Among them, there was actually a mortal butterfly with no cultivation. The whole

The three realms were all shocked. Some people even speculated that the ten ancient spirits in the Purple Dou Immortal Realm were not the master's back-up man, but you and the group of Purple Dou Immortal cultivators were. But later, none of you came out of the reincarnation of the dream world.

, return to the true world. Only then did everyone realize that they had overestimated your group of Zi Dou immortal cultivators who had entered the reincarnation of the dream world..."

Ning Fan remained silent, he was not interested in such secrets.

"Do you know how reckless you are, using the second step of cultivation to break into the underworld, haha... Although you have fragments of the ancient country's God-Destroying Shield in your body, and you also have the Moonlight Treasure Box of the Taiyin Saint Sect in your hand, but you can cultivate

Because you are too weak, this is a certain death situation. If I intervene in this matter, your soul will definitely be dispersed in the underworld. Is that woman an important existence that you would rather be dispersed than to recover?" Saint Caiwei sighed.

"I don't know if she is important to me. Coming here to find her is an instinct and a... repayment." Ning Fan said calmly.

That kind of calmness was just because he owed so much to Sword Ancestor in his past and present lives. If he really couldn't save her, there would be an instinct that made him willing to bury himself in this boundless land with Sword Ancestor as a martyrdom.

"Repay? How do you plan to repay her and take her remnant soul out of here?"

"yes."

"You know, she died in order to protect your reincarnation back then. Today, she is returned to the Taoist lineage in the underworld, which only contains a very small trace of her soul. If the soul power of a whole soul is one million units, it will be absorbed today

The souls that came are not even ten units. And even if it is the souls of these ten units, Netherland will not allow you to take away all of them. Even if I have to hide it for you, at most, you can only take away these ten units.

One thousandth of the soul in the unit...such a small number of souls is almost useless. And in order to take away this number of souls, the price you need to pay may be your life..."

Ning Fan didn't seem to hear what Caiwei Sheng was saying, and remained calm, looking at one of the countless fireflies in the ancient tree.

"The soul you can take away is too small, and the more important Taoism, you can't take away even a shred. What do you want to do with such a small soul? Resurrect her? Don't say that you only become the first among the five spiritual wheels.

Even if she has cultivated to the legendary fourth wheel, she will not be able to reach this point because her soul is no longer complete."

"..." Ning Fan was silent.

According to Caiwei Sheng, even if he takes away the soul of the Emperor of Slaughter today, he will not be able to resurrect it.

But he wouldn't be willing to give it a try.

"I don't mean to stop you from doing anything, I just want you to be mentally prepared. As a saint, I can see the fate of all the second-step monks. Your destiny has no intersection with hers.

Unless you are stronger than fate, you cannot change this."

"..." Ning Fan remained silent.

Caiwei Sheng took a deep look at Ning Fan, as if getting to know Ning Fan all over again, and praised him, "What a determined little guy. I can't even shake you a little with my words?"

"yes."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Try to see if you can turn her remaining soul into a firefly and take it away!"

"Take the whole thing away? I said, you can only take away one thousandth... That's all, you kid, you are too stubborn. Anyway, the power of your treasure box is enough to resurrect you twice, so you don't let yourself know

When you realize how difficult this is, you will never look back."

As soon as the Holy Weiwei sighed, Ning Fan turned into an afterimage and rushed out towards the ancient tree. He jumped up into the air and tried to take the fireflies transformed from the soul of the slaughtered emperor into his hands.

At this moment, the entire ancient tree suddenly emitted a vast aura!

Then the entire Hades Emperor turned into an incredible scene in Ning Fan's eyes. The boundless dark red continent turned into a boundless giant palm, and he grasped it fiercely.

Ning Fan felt his eyes go dark, and before he could touch the firefly, it was transformed into a giant hand from the entire Hades Land and died in his palm!

That was the third step of Yue!

That was a blow that surpassed most of the fourth-step Immortal Emperors!

Killing Ning Fan... is like killing an ant!

After one blow, the entire underworld returned to its original state. The Caiwei Saint and the ancient tree were still in the same place, as if they had never moved. It was as if the entire continent had turned into a grasp of the palm. It was just an illusion, and it did not affect these existences at all. It only attacked.

Ning Fan.

On the 30th day, Ning Fan was resurrected in the moonlight.

The remaining will of the treasure box is only enough for him to be resurrected here for the last time...

The expression on Ning Fanshen's little face was extremely ugly. He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that he had taken away all the remnant souls of the Slaughter Emperor that he had inhaled here before.

No, he couldn't even take away one thousandth of it...

"After the saints, there are three realms: the beginning saint, the nirvana saint, and the desolate saint. I am a desolate saint, and I am the best among the desolate saints, but even if a being like me tries my best, I can only help you.

Take away a few remaining souls. And after this incident, I will be severely punished... As for you, there is no way you can do it at this time. This is not something that courage and fighting spirit can solve. I hope you can recognize the reality." Caiwei Sheng sighed.

"...Will this matter affect senior? Why should senior help me?" Ning Fan looked complicated. If he takes away a trace of Tu Huang's soul, he will need to use the power of Caiwei Saint. If this matter may also bring trouble to Caiwei,

Wei Sheng punished him, so Ning Fan had to consider Wei Sheng's position.

He could sacrifice his own life for the sake of slaying the emperor, but he didn't want to involve other people's cause and effect in this matter.

"I said, this is not to help you, but to settle my own karma. It is a choice I made in order to hit the fourth step in the future. It is difficult for a being like me to help others for the sake of friendship and appreciation.

Everything is benefit, everything is just benefit. You don’t owe me anything, and there is no need to feel indebted. Of course, don’t expect me to make greater sacrifices for you..."

"The junior understands what the senior means. So what should the junior do next to take away some of her soul?"

"Next, I will use the power of my soul to fight the entire underworld, and you will protect me! Don't be afraid of getting hurt. Within the fragrant range of the underworld tree, any second step of the injury will be enough to heal instantly! You can fight to the death

A battle!”

Speaking of this, Saint Caiwei's expression became solemn, his hands fluttered around, and he pinched out thousands of finger tips in an instant. In an instant, the entire underworld shook, and there were millions of ancient phantoms, starting from the underworld.

Floating out from below, everyone is wearing ancient clothes! Each one has a vast aura, the lowest is the second step of cultivation, that is, the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor, there are hundreds of them, and there are many quasi-sages, ancient

Overhaul!

"Be careful, the first batch of underworld phantoms are left behind by the disciples of those Taoist saints who were buried here after they returned to their thrones. They are immortal! I have to fight with the underworld stars here and cannot be distracted. You have to deal with these underworld phantoms!
Chapter completed!