The gloomy demon forest is filled with the smell of rotten leaves. Walking in the forest, an evil ghost will occasionally jump out from the side, making an obscure and low growl.

The sound of cries came from time to time. In just two hours, several appraisal disciples had died in the forest of demons.

The ghosts in the first area have no intelligence and are simply fearless against low-level monks. Killing ghosts is easy, but it is difficult to be harmless.

In the jungle, a girl in yellow was stumbled and fleeing her life. The girl had no cultivation level of the vein and low magic power, but after she got up, three ghosts with the fifth level of the vein were chasing her.

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Save...help!"

The girl's clear oval face was full of fear at this moment. She didn't know where the embroidered shoes fell, and her barefoot was covered with blood marks.

When I ran all the way, I would occasionally encounter other disciples for assessment, but no one would save her. Three ghosts with five levels of vein were asked for trouble and caused trouble.

The ghosts were getting closer and closer, and the girl was almost desperate. She leaned against a dead old uncle and slowly fell to the ground. In front of her, the three ghosts showed green eyes and smiled ferociously. He was crying.

"Who will... save me, do whatever I want me to do..."

She stuttered and no one responded, and then closed her eyes in despair.

But something surprising happened immediately. There was no imagined ending to be torn apart by a ghost. A cold icy wind blew over, and then, three shrilling ghost crys were heard.

The girl was at a loss. When she opened her eyes, she appeared in front of her. She had a handsome young man with her eyes clearly black and white. The starlight and sword shadows in her palm slashed over, and the three ghosts on the fifth level of the vein were burned in the fire!

This young man, so powerful!

When the girl saw this person's face clearly, she was shocked. Isn't this person a boy who practices dual cultivation techniques and has a deep background? It seems to be called "Ning Fan"...

"It turns out that Ning Fan is not just a playboy who relies on his ancestors, but a master..." The girl's eyes were brilliant.

But immediately, she shook her head vigorously... The sisters all said that Ning Fan was a flower picker...

Ning Fan, why should I save myself...

"Does he want to treat me..." The girl's face turned red, and she felt a little repulsive, but when she thought of what she had just said, she bit her lip.

In desperation, I asked for help, and seemed to say that as long as someone saves me, I will be willing to do whatever I do.

If Ning Fan touched himself, should he resist... He seems to be unable to speak without trust.

The girl was nervous, but unfortunately Ning Fan didn't look at her at all. She just looked at the place where the three ghosts died. Seeing that no rosary was formed, her brows frowned slightly.

He turned his eyes sideways and fell on the girl, with a look of motionlessness. It was purely an accident that he saved the girl. In fact, he just wanted to kill three ghosts and hunt rosary.

"This is not where you should come."

After a cold tone, Ning Fan withdrew his gaze, said no more, turned around and left, without any intention of the girl.

The girl, after Ning Fan left, breathed a little relieved, and her chest was still undulating.

She finally confirmed one thing, that is, Ning Fan is not only strong, but also not as rumored as a flower-picking thief.

Moreover, Ning Fan's sword style is very attractive.

...

This girl, Ning Fan, didn't even ask about her name, was just a small episode in her trial.

There are passers-by in the air, who is moved and who leaves a picture for whom?

He swallowed the starlight in one bite, and the ice light leaped, used spiritual equipment to invisible magical powers, and went straight to a remote place in the first area.

At this moment, Ning Fan was covered in a faint bloody aura, his robe was a little torn, but his eyes were sharper than ever before.

The killing of two hours was really great.

Zhanli Sword has the magical power of "burning souls", and Ning Fan has a middle-level cultivation level in Rongling. No one can survive under his sword in the first area. However, there are still a few ghosts with the tenth level of the vein. When they are bound to die, they exploded their soul bodies, causing some injuries to Ning Fan.

In the dead end, rabbits can also bite people, let alone the fierce evil ghost.

He killed more than 300 ghosts, obtained contributions from 754 sects, and 19 "rosary beads". As for the sword of Sword, he even advanced to the lower-level middle level after killing a ghost with ten levels of vein!

This demon forest is really an excellent place to try for Ning Fan.

After two hours of killing, his mana was almost exhausted. It was time to restore his mana and swallow the rosary.

Next to a stream that is unwelcome to the Demon Ghost Forest, Ning Fan appeared and took out the magic weapon array plate given by Lan Mei. His magic power was a little bit of the heart of the plate, and a light blue light curtain with a radius of hundreds of feet extended with the array plate as the center, but in an instant, a "spirit"-level array was laid next to the stream.

The ‘spirit’ level formation can withstand the attacks of the spirit-melting masters. In the first area, no one can break through this formation.

Standing cross-legged in the formation, Ning Fan exhaled gently and took out several bottles of injury medicine and spirit recovery pills. While recovering his injuries and magic power, he also felt the truth brought by the slaughter.

The chance of forming a rosary bead after being killed in the first area is too low. It is often killed dozens of them to form a rosary. The rosary beads are often ghosts above the seventh level of the rosary beads. And the higher the cultivation level, the more divine beads it contains.

Ning Fan pondered slightly and made a guess. The higher the ghost's cultivation level, the greater the chance of forming a rosary, and the stronger the rosary's rudimentation power!

Hunting ghosts in the first area seems to be a waste of time. In two hours, the higher-level ghosts in the first area were killed by themselves. The only remaining one or two ghosts in the first and second levels of ghosts...

It's almost time to enter the second area.

After half an hour of breath adjustment, Ning Fan's state returned to fullness. If he faced the Lingling-level ghost in order to enter the second area, it would be a bit dangerous based on his mid-stage cultivation alone. If he encounters a ghost at the peak of Lingling, he will probably be difficult to resist. At least, he needs to have the late-stage cultivation of Lingling to enter to be safe.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He took out 19 rosary beads, pondered for a moment, and began to refine them one by one.

1, 2...When taking the 19th bead, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and an invisible force of thought spread out.

Only 19 rosary beads actually doubled their sea of ​​consciousness, and the power of divine thoughts has reached the late stage of the Ling Ling.

Sensing the powerful medicinal effect of the "rosary beads", Ning Fan's eyes shone brightly. If he entered the second area and hunted more and higher-quality rosary beads, the power of his divine thoughts might be able to break through the level of the golden elixir, or even higher!

Lan Mei gave herself two bottles of spirit-raising pills, 40 spirit-raising pills, which are enough to achieve 20 meridians. In the cauldron ring, there are 17 cauldrons that can be used to collect and replenish. Let’s not talk about the female cultivators of the golden elixir. If only 15 female cultivators of the spirit-raising pills are used to collect and replenish, maybe the remaining 50 immortal veins can be used to raise the spirit in one go!

With hundreds of meridians ascend to the spirit, you can break through the late stage of the Soul!

Ning Fan's eyes moved, no longer hesitated. When he brushed his sleeves, the light flashed in the cauldron ring. In an instant, 15 delicate female cultivators lying all over the ground, each unconscious. Ning Fan's magic fingers moved, and he clicked several fingers on each female cultivator. In an instant, 15 women were all sleeping, making unbearable sounds, and began to tear their clothes in a daze...

Ning Fan had a moment of hesitation, but then the hesitation in his eyes was replaced by indifference. These witches were all enemies and there was no need to show mercy.

"They are cauldrons... no reason to collect and repair them! This is my devil's way!"

Ning Fan took off his clothes and walked coldly towards the unconscious female cultivator.

A scene of heaven and earth lasted for three days and three nights. Three days later, his cultivation level broke through the late stage of the Rongling Spirit in one fell swoop!

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Let’s talk about Meng Chu, the elder of the Merit Hall, reported Ning Fan’s merits, and immediately several elders Rongling and countless deacon disciples came to watch.

When they saw Ning Fan's sect's contribution, all the old monsters were shocked and couldn't stop talking. These people only knew that Ning Fan's background was amazing, but they didn't know that Ning Fan had the mid-stage Rong Ling cultivation. Naturally, they were shocked by the speed of Ning Fan's contribution.

After two hours, he received 754 contributions. These old monsters asked themselves that even if they entered the Demon Ghost Forest, they might not be able to be faster than Ning Fan.

"This son, Bufan..." Elder Li sighed, without any pride. Li Zhihuan, a genius son in his clan, counted nothing in front of Ning Fan.

"Hehe, I'm interested in Ning Fan again." Elder Chu, who had despised Ning Fan before, smiled and attached importance to Ning Fan again. But she also understood that it would be impossible to recruit Ning Fan with her mid-stage cultivation level.

Everyone was shocked if they didn’t know Ning Fan’s cultivation level, but some people knew Ning Fan’s cultivation level.

An old man with white beard, white eyebrows, white robe and white sword closed his eyes slightly and slowly entered the Hall of Merit. Behind him was a handsome young man in white, but he was a white jade with a gap with Ning Fan.

When the old man entered, the ghost masters in the Hall of Merit all looked solemn and saluted respectfully.

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Have seen Bai Zun!"

This snow-white old man is one of the four demon masters of Ghost Bird, and Bai Feiteng, who has the mid-stage Jindan cultivation!

Elders above the Golden Pill knew Ning Fan's true cultivation, so no one came to the Merit Hall to catch up. It was quite intriguing that Bai Zun came.

But Bai Feiteng nodded casually, as if he had returned to everyone's greetings. His eyes fell on the merit monument and found Ning Fan's place. A trace of disdain flashed gently in his eyes.

"Han Yuanji's disciple, but this is the case. He only achieved 754 contributions in two hours after the middle stage of Rongling cultivation..."

As soon as Bai Feiteng said this, the Hall of Merits took a breath of air conditioning.

How could that young man Ning Fan, who is not astonishing, be a middle-level master of Rongling?

But it was not surprising that Ning Fan had achieved 754 contributions in just two hours and had the middle stage of Rongling cultivation.

"The middle stage of Rongling's cultivation is still fierce, but he is competing with the juniors of Pimai Pi. This guy is just a sensationalist."

Bai Feiteng smiled coldly and sat casually on the chair beside him. He and the old demon were not in harmony, so he naturally didn't want to see the old demon's disciple show off.

But Bai Feiteng did not expect that his sarcasm made Ning Fan even more popular.

Ning Fan's bone age cannot be faked, he looks only 17 years old. At the mid-term of Rongling at the age of 17, he looks at the entire Yue Kingdom and even the entire Southeast Continent of the Rain Realm, he is a genius.

In the Ghost Bird Sect, many elders are only in the early and middle stages of Rongling. Now that they know Ning Fan’s cultivation level, they may find it difficult to be superior to Ning Fan in the future.

Everyone's attention to Ning Fan not only did not decrease, but increased. They wanted to see how many sect contributions a middle-level Rong Ling master could get in a month.

However, they were destined to be disappointed, because Ning Fan's contribution value had not been skipped for three days. Instead, Lu Ziqiao, who had been killing continuously within three days, had a contribution value of 600 points, and he was vaguely trying to catch up with Ning Fan.

"What is this boy doing, why does his sect's contributions have not increased..."

Everyone was puzzled and puzzled, and within three days, every time Bai Feiteng came to the Hall of Merit, the disdain in his eyes became even stronger.

"I have said that this guy is a sensational person. I'm afraid that Ning Fan is seriously injured at this moment, hiding somewhere, waiting for the trial to end."

Bai Feiteng's words were obviously prejudiced, but everyone had no words to refute. If Ning Fan hadn't been hiding, why wouldn't his contribution increase for three days?

The old eye glanced at the merit monument, and Bai Feiteng turned around and left, not staying for a long time. However, the moment he turned around, a light suddenly appeared on the merit monument, but Ning Fan's contribution value suddenly increased by 100 points, reaching 854 points.
To be continued...