Ning Fan looked at Mingxian in white and remained silent.

Unexpectedly, this white-robed immortal is actually the legendary ancestor of Shelan.

According to what the little demon girl said, this person became an immortal because he was obsessed with the word renunciation.

However, the possession of the Ancient Fishing Capsule Map ultimately led to the destruction of the Shelan Sect.

The Four Ancient Pictures cannot be held by a sect with the Immortal of Life in charge.

Ancestor Shelan was supposed to be dead, but unexpectedly, he would appear in the ancient fishing net picture.

Ning Fan carefully observed the ancestor of Shelan and found that this person was not alive and lifeless.

Like the surrounding ice and snow, they all look like paintings...

"Before I died, I drew my regrets on the ancient fishing coop, because I still have an unfulfilled wish that needs to be resolved before I can die in peace."

Ancestor Shelan smiled at Ning Fan. When Ning Fan's eyes changed slightly, he already knew that Ning Fan had guessed his identity.

"Who is the Life Immortal in Black? Why does Senior want to kill him so persistently? Why does he want to kill Senior?" Ning Fan asked.

"He was the monk who came to seize the map. In his hands were the lives of thousands of Shelan disciples. He was trapped in the ancient Fishing Capsule Map and died with hatred, but his evil thoughts will always remain in this map.

He is proficient in a kind of magical secret technique. If his demonic thoughts persist, all the monks he kills in this life will not be able to enter reincarnation again, and will live in a sea of ​​suffering forever, and will never be able to practice true conduct..."

Ancestor Shelan took a deep breath, and then said with sharp eyes,

"So, I have to kill this wisp of evil thoughts in him! With the help of my little friend's scattered demons, it won't be difficult for me to kill him!"

There is a crazy obsession in the eyes of the ancestor of Shelan, and he must let the fallen members of the Shelan family return to reincarnation!

His words were only spoken to Ning Fan, Little Demon Girl, and Hong Yi, but He Shixiu and others could not hear them at all.

Ning Fan's eyes were sharp, but he didn't say much.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but have a hint of admiration for Patriarch Shelan.

Ancestor Shelan’s thoughts will never be extinguished, just to allow his disciples to return to reincarnation, and he vowed to kill the demons in the ancient fishing coop diagram.

There are not many people like this in the cultivation world...

"Little friend, I have a destiny with you and want to make a deal with you. How about it?"

"What deal?" Ning Fan frowned.

"I still have 8 million Dao Crystals on hand. I want to exchange a promise from my friend and ask him to do something. As long as I promise this, I will give this Dao Crystal as a gift."

After saying this, Patriarch Shelan paid careful attention to every expression of Ning Fan.

He discovered that when Ning Fan heard about 8 million Dao Crystals, although his eyes changed slightly, there was no greed in his eyes, and he did not immediately agree to his request. Instead, he looked thoughtful.

"Eight million Dao crystals are almost enough for this boy to cultivate to the middle and upper realm of the third level of Shattering Void. The temptation is not small. But this boy has no greed in his eyes. It seems that he is a person who does not take promises lightly.

, so I don’t break my trust, it seems I have found the right person.”

Ancestor Shelan did not disturb Ning Fan's thinking and waited quietly.

The red-clothed and the little demon girl on the side both showed slightly surprised expressions.

Eight million Dao Crystals is not a small amount. What promise does Patriarch Shelan want Ning Fan to make...

Ning Fan pondered for a while. He raised his head and looked at Ancestor Shelan solemnly, "Senior, if you have any request, you might as well tell me first. If it is something that I can do, I can naturally give you a promise. If it is not something that I can do, I will give you a promise."

If we can do it, this junior will not accept this matter with empty words."

"Haha, it should be so. I want my little friend to kill someone. This person is the person responsible for the destruction of our Shelan Sect. He uses his power to bully others and overwhelm Shelan..."

"Who is he and what is his cultivation level?"

"The sect leader of the first sect of the Xitian Immortal Realm. Back then, he was a true immortal in the Realm of Crossing the Realm. Now...if he hadn't died, he might have been Shekong, or..." Ancestor Shelan sighed, this sect leader

It's really too strong...

Ning Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Only a junior can defeat such a shocking figure... This promise cannot be given by a junior."

"My little friend, there is no need to refuse in a hurry. I am not telling you to kill this person now... If one day, my little friend has enough cultivation and thinks he can easily kill this person, then he can kill him again. If

Nothing can be done, as long as I really try my best, I will have no regrets in this life."

"Should I wait until my cultivation is strong enough to kill this person..."

Ning Fan pondered for a long time and finally nodded, "Okay, I agree to this matter. If one day, I have the ability to kill this person, I will definitely join the Taoist sect and kill this person!"

"Haha, I believe in you. Just take these Dao Crystals. When I kill the black-clothed demon, my own thoughts will be destroyed. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to give this Dao Crystal to my friend.

"

Ancestor Shelan raised his palm and made a move, and a storage bag appeared out of thin air and gave it to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan put away the storage bag and said nothing.

Everyone was speechless for a moment, waiting here quietly.

Sanmo lowered his head dejectedly, listening to the instructions given by Patriarch Shelan, not daring to argue a word.

Afterwards, when Patriarch Shelan heard that San Mo had no name, he immediately gave San Mo one one.

"I once had a spirit dog named Datou. Well, from today on, you can call it Datou."

"Damn! Big head! What the hell is this name! I don't want this name!" San Mo protested strongly.

"I have made up my mind, you must not have any dissatisfaction!"

"Uh...yes..."

Sanmo showed a bitter expression.

He is a powerful demon-spelling man who is considered to be the pinnacle of power in the lower realm. His name is actually ‘Big Head’. If anyone knew about it, he would lose his face...

I want to resist the ancestor Shelan, but I don’t dare.

He could only pray that Ning Fan didn't hear this name and wouldn't call him that in the future.

Turning his head to look at Ning Fan, he saw Ning Fan holding his chin and thinking seriously.

After a long time, he suddenly smiled and said, "Big Tou, that's a really good name. It sounds much nicer than the 'Xiao Hei' I gave my little mink. I'm not good at naming names, so let's call him Big Tou."

San Mo was dumbfounded...

It’s just that he was given the power to suppress thoughts, but he was actually called Big Head.

Today is truly the saddest day of his life...

Time flew by and three hours passed.

At this moment, all the white snow between the sky and the earth has turned into black, and in the distance, a black figure is galloping across the sky.

His figure flashes in the sky again and again, and every time it flashes, it will escape thousands of miles away.

Not long after, he appeared above everyone's heads, suppressing the pressure of the Immortal of Life crazily. He laughed unscrupulously.

"Shelan! I'm here again, and I have to kill you today! Huh? There are a bunch of little kids here, okay, okay. In that case, kill them all!"

This man was ugly, extremely short, and his eyes were filled with evil spirits.

His eyes swept over Ning Fan and others with disdain.

But when he glanced at Sanmo, his eyes suddenly darkened.

"San Mo! Huh? I didn't expect you to have an extra helper! Do you think you can defeat me with the help of just one more San Mo!"

He targeted San Mo with his murderous intent, and San Mo was so frightened that he lost his soul and showed no signs of arrogance as usual.

How could he dare to be arrogant in the face of Mingxian?

He Shixiu, Gong Yangzi, Xuanhuo, and Yun Youmu all also changed their expressions, and hid behind Ning Fan and others, fearing that they would be involved in the fateful battle later.

"Minghuo, you don't need to talk nonsense, just fight! Datou, follow me and fight!"

Ancestor Shelan's eyes revealed murderous intent. He leaped into the sky, and without saying a word, he turned his finger into an orchid and pointed towards the black-robed Immortal.

Sanmo gritted his teeth, not daring to disobey Patriarch Shelan's order, and rushed towards the black-clad Life Immortal, knocking down his giant fist.

The black-clothed Life Immortal's eyes darkened, his finger gestures changed, and the black fire blazing all over his body turned into two rays, which rolled towards Patriarch Shelan and Sanmo respectively.

Black Fire and Orchid Finger exchanged blows, but they were slightly at a disadvantage. After all, their strength was divided.

The black fire clashed with San Mo's fist light, but directly burned San Mo's fist light into nothingness.

The remaining fire rolled towards the San Mo. The San Mo was so frightened that he was about to be burned to death by the black fire.

When he was desperate, he suddenly saw the remaining black fire disappear without a trace.

When he looked down, he saw that he was being taken away by Ning Fan below.

For a moment, San Mo's face was extremely complicated. He was saved by Ning Fan again...

"Hmph! How dare you interfere with me, you are just a second-rate junior! Afterwards, I will cut you into thousands of pieces!" The black-clothed Immortal was furious, but was secretly shocked in her heart.

Xin Dao, this second generation's tricks are really outrageous. Although his black fire is not fairy fire, it is still very good, but it was taken away by this guy.

Ning Fan used the power of the Sun and Moon Monument to take away the black fire, his face slightly pale.

This black fire is not as powerful as the fairy fire, but it is not much worse.
To be continued...