Walking a long way, a long dusk.

Ning Fan calmed down and his mood improved, and he became more calm. He was sneaky behind him and followed the eight people, but he didn't care.

They are killing!

The power of Huanhe Island is so strong that even the Nascent Soul monks dare not easily dissipate their divine thoughts, but Ning Fan dares.

Those Zhao Zijing's minions thought they were following him and hidden, but they never expected that in Ning Fan's eyes, they were already four people.

"There are...bad people..." The female corpse looked innocent and worried.

"Bad guy...what about me?" Ning Fan smiled.

"Light...good...people..." The female corpse nodded firmly.

"Silly girl..." Ning Fan laughed and shook his head, rubbing the female corpse's black hair.

People cannot distinguish between good and bad.

The eight people behind him are not bad people, but...the ones who are about to die!

During the two days, Ning Fan seemed to be walking leisurely in the garden, but his body was extremely fast, and he walked through the thirteen markets on the outer islands.

He bought a lot of spiritual ore, spiritual medicine, and pill recipes for the female corpse.

Countless monks passed by Ning Fan, and they were completely unaware of this person's power.

The eight people were still following, but Ning Fan was getting more and more deviant, walking to an uninhabited island.

Lu Wubing is very puzzling and very puzzling.

For two consecutive days, he followed Zhao Zijing's orders and followed Ning Fan, trying to find out the details of the person, but in the end, the person had no contact with anyone and did not return to the guest hall.

In this way, the road Wuping cannot be understood at all, and what is this person coming from.

As Ning Fan deepened, Lu Wuning's heart became more and more shocked.

In two days, Ning Fan and the female corpse traveled all over the island, bought spiritual medicines, spiritual ores, and pill recipes, and used at least tens of millions of immortal jade!

Tens of millions of immortal jades! What kind of young master of a great power can carry such a huge amount of money!

He has no way to go, and he is considered a guest guest of the Nascent Soul of Xuande Sect. However, when he practiced Taoism for 1,400 years and had the most abundant time, he did not exceed 2 million immortal jades...

He suddenly realized that Xu Qiuling and Zhao Zijing had tried to shock the young man in front of him with 10,000 immortal jades, which was really a joke and made him laugh.

I'm afraid this person has more money than Zhao Zijing's!

However, after Lu Wuping's two-day observation, he still did not see Ning Fan's specific cultivation level.

Sometimes the breath is melting, sometimes the meridian is opened, sometimes the golden elixir, sometimes the Nascent Soul, and even sometimes the breath is comparable to that of a great monk!

This floating aura made Lu Wuying deeply fear. If Ning Fan had not had a bluffing magic weapon on his body, he would have been this person, whose cultivation was already shocking, far beyond his own realm!

"Boss, are you still following..." The seven golden elixirs behind him were already a little scared.

"Follow! If the results are not found in the investigation, the young master will not let me go..."

"However, why did this person get more and more erratic..."

"Yes, this place is so remote, it is really a good place to kill people and grab treasures... Hiss!"

When it comes to killing people and catching treasures, the eight people's vests were all cold, and an extremely bad feeling came to their hearts.

At this moment, Ning Fan, who was thousands of feet ahead, stopped his pace in the thick sea fog and black snow.

He walked along the way, without leaving any trace of his footprints on the black snow, floating like a ghost.

At this moment, Ning Fan turned around, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he no longer saw the gentleness and elegance of the past two days.

"You ants are just wondering if you want to know the name of the deity. It's so hard to follow them for two days."

These words cannot be heard of joy and anger, and the only thing that can be felt is the magic power of cold and marrow.

Under the nuisance of this demon, Lu Wuping could no longer help but breath and appeared, and the other golden elixirs also felt cold inside and broke away from their invisibility.

The young man in front of him only took one step, but this step seemed to be stepping on the heaven and earth, causing ripples.

When the ripples reached the front of him, Lu Wuping was seriously injured when he vomited blood. The other seven golden elixirs exploded into blood mist, and they were still unbelievable, but they died.

"You, who are you? You dare to kill people in the ten sects! I wonder if my ten sects are in harmony!"

"Who am I? Who do you mean Zhou, who is it?"

Step 2!

Ning Fan's black hair was flying in the wind and snow, and his body was shocking and violent, turning into a slight blood-red light. Under this violent aura, Lu Wuping was frightened, and one arm was shattered by a sword shadow that emerged out of thin air!

"ah!"

He screamed, fell into a pool of blood, his pupils wide open, and he looked at the young man approaching step by step in front of him in horror.

"Who do you think Zhou will be!"

Step 3!

After this step, Lu Wuping's body shattered. In the blood mist, the little Nascent Soul kept trembling and even dared not do anything if he even made a decision to teleport!

Step into the sky with three steps and kill Yuanchu!

The surname is Zhou!

The arrogance of daring to kill people everywhere!

Yes, yes, there is only that devil in the sea, like this!

Lu Wuping suddenly rang out. Two days ago, when the young master asked Ning Fan fiercely about his name, Ning Fan sneered and answered.

"You won't want to know my name!"

Yes, indeed!

If Lu Wuming had given a chance to make a new choice, he would never want to know that the "weak young man" he had been following for two days was a madman who had been silent in the outer sea after the killing!

Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming! He is Zhou Ming! The young master caused trouble, a huge trouble!

You must tell the young master this news immediately and must escape! Escape from the sea of ​​joyful demons and escape back to Xuande Sect, and ask the ancestor of the God Transformation to come forward to protect it. Otherwise, no one can stop Zhou Ming’s demonic power under the God Transformation!

"'Broken Infant Blood Escape'!"

Lu Wuping suddenly strangled, and the Nascent Soul was shocked, and immediately illusory. His cultivation level almost dissipated by this shock. The illusory Nascent Soul turned into a blood light and had gone thousands of miles in an instant, heading straight for the Bird Platform!

"We must tell the young master this news, we must..."

"Oh? He is a loyal servant, but he is the enemy... cut off the grass and eliminate the roots!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Ning Fan took the female corpse, took a step forward, and disappeared in the wind and snow.

The snow is tight!

On the rising sparrow platform, more than twenty Yuanying were drinking and enjoying the snow, black snow, and the fourth-grade spiritual wine "Black Gingle". The masters surrounded the warm stove, warmed the wine, laughed, and sat down to discuss the Tao.

Among them, the most eye-catching are seven Qingjuns!

Seven sons of the outer sea! Among the outer sea, the seven most qualified Qingjuns are!

Among the seven people, Zhao Zijing is only a few times. In the middle stage of the 900th year of the Nascent Soul, the seven people are insignificant!

The third qualification is Liu Zong of Bingpo Sect! This person has a baby at the age of 600, and in the middle of 700, he has a soul banner that can hold tens of millions of souls. Even a cultivator from the Yuan Dynasty can fight!

The second qualification is Lu An of the Qingyun Sword Sect! This person has a baby at the age of 500, and is in the middle of 600, and after 900 yuan, he has a sword in his hand and has once tied with Luo Fei, a great monk of the Zi Fu Sect!

The first qualification is Wang Yun of several Dharma Sects! This person has a baby at the age of 400, in the middle of 500, after 600 yuan, at the peak of the 900 yuan! He once tied with Dongta Tower Master, the former Lord of the Yishi Palace, Dongqing!

The seven people drank, but they looked unfamiliar, but Zhao Zijing's eyes still attracted everyone's attention.

"Oh? Brother Zhao seems to be depressed? Is it because of something troublesome? Do you want it, Mr. Liu, let me vent your anger for you!" Liu Zong played with a blood-red banner and smiled evilly.

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Liu, it's just a rude ant who may not even be able to reunite... Zhao has sent his servants to follow the man, but maybe Lu Wuping is lazy again. Otherwise, after the 2nd day, he should have found out the details of the man and reported it back."

"Well? In these ten sects, there are also Junior Rongling who dares to provoke Brother Zhao?" Lu An's eyes flashed, and the huge sword sheath behind him shone with silver light in the wind and snow.

"Yes, this person's appearance has been imprinted. Please read it, brothers. If you have the chance, help me get rid of this person, it will be a shame to me."

After saying that, Zhao Zijing patted the storage bag and took out a jade slip. After a trick, an illusory image was reflected in the jade slip, and the day's admiration was repeated.

In the phantom, Ning Fan's sneering expression, indifferent attitude, and the words of "merely the middle stage of the Nascent Soul" immediately made several geniuses including Liu Zong dissatisfied.

Although they are geniuses, they are now in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Are they also among the "small" in Ning Fan's words?

"Hmph! This person is so arrogant! But this person seems to be familiar..." The young master of the Zi Fu Sect sneered, but his eyes were a little confused.

"Look familiar? Well, I really seem to have seen it before, but it seems that I haven't..." Young Master Xuanxiao was also calm.

Seeing so many people, Zhao Zijing seemed to have seen Ning Fan. Is this person really a child of a large overseas force?

But if so, why have I never heard of this person?

While he was pondering, an elder of Xuanxiao Sect slapped his thigh and pointed at Ning Fan's phantom, showing surprise.

"It's him! It's him! I've seen this person! Mr. Zhao was wrong. This person is not the Rongling. It's clearly in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Even when he was crazy, his aura was stronger than the late stage of the Nascent Soul!"

The person who spoke was the elder of Xuanxiao Sect, who had a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, and his surname was Jiang.

This person speaks out, which will naturally attract everyone's attention.
To be continued...