Ning Honghong saw the familiar figure and walked out of the sea of ​​fire and breathed a light sigh. And Mu Weiliang, when she saw Ning Fan safe and sound, she almost immediately cried with joy.

As for Ning Fan's cold breath, the two girls' hearts trembled.

However, the two women, before they could ask, Ning Fan had already stepped on the ground, and the three-patterned fairy clouds were born, carrying the two women, gently floating up and following behind him.

"Honghong, you can rest on the clouds. Weiliang, help me pick up their beads..."

His tone was plain, but a momentum that was invincible to me was about to emerge. In Ning Fan's eyes, the moment he appeared, the ghosts in front of him would undoubtedly die!

As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly shook the cauldron ring. Then, the little marten, who had not appeared for a long time, fell into his arms and waved his head lazily.

At this moment, Xiao Diao has recovered the peak cultivation level of the Golden Pill. His powerful pressure has swept thousands of miles of land in the third area. Under his demonic aura, the strength of the ghosts has begun to withstand varying degrees of suppression.

The ghosts such as Qing Hengxing present were closest to Xiao Diao, and were even swept by demonic energy, and were frightened.

"Mei Ji, she has recovered the peak Jindan cultivation! Not good, escape quickly! The ghosts in the third area are her enemies!"

Almost in an instant, sixteen ghosts and sixteen escape lights fled in different directions. If it were Meichen in the early stage of the Golden Pill, they would still dare to chase and kill them, but at this moment... if they didn't escape, they would die!

But in their opinion, no matter how powerful Meichen is, she can only chase them one by one. If they scatter and escape, they will definitely escape! Those who are killed will be unlucky. If you die, who can care about whom?

But Ning Fan had no intention of letting Meichen take action, because there was no need to...

"You don't have to take action..."

"I'm too lazy to take action..."

Under Meichen's suppression, every ghost was as powerful as a seal, and even Mu Weiliang and Ning Honghong felt that their magic power was stagnant. They didn't understand why Ning Fan walked with the dignified demon emperor. The dignified demon emperor Meichen was lying in Ning Fan's arms like a demon pet.

Under the suppression of Meichen's demonic energy, the ghosts, magic power and divine consciousness in the middle stage of the Golden Pill were suppressed at the peak of Rongling, and were completely lower than a big realm.

Qing Hengxing and Qing Wuwei, one is a big man and the other is a middle-aged man. They were originally in the late stage of the Golden Pill, but they were each suppressed in the early stage of the Golden Pill. Their cultivation divine consciousness was greatly reduced, so how could they have the arrogance before!

The golden elixir ghosts escaped desperately. In an instant, they escaped more than ten miles away. However, Ning Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and a sharp sound of swords sounded from his sea of ​​consciousness, and the speed of the divine thoughts swept across him was faster.

The divine thoughts in the late stage of the Jindan swept out, and in just a moment, swept across the three hundred miles of area, and like the strange thing before, it appeared again!

Strange!

In just one moment, except for Qing Hengxing, all the ghosts swept by Ning Fan's divine thoughts screamed, as if they were chopped by the sword energy. The bodies of each ghost were killed, and blood splattered in dust!

Even if Qing Hengxing was not dead, his soul was severely damaged. His escaped body fell to the ground and he had no strength to escape.

He only looked at Ning Fan, who was chasing him like the god of death, and his hair stood up coldly!

"Impossible! What did he do, why did I get seriously injured, and why so many Golden Pill masters were killed in one encounter!"

Ning Fan could not answer Qing Hengxing's question at all. He led the little Diao and the two girls to chase Qing Hengxing, with his expression still cold.

"Don't you run away..."

His tone was extremely light, but his voice fell into Qing Hengxing's ears, and it felt like he was stabbed by a sword, causing pain!

At this moment, Ning Fan's image became more and more mysterious and terrifying in Qing Hengxing's eyes. He trembled all over, and under Ning Fan's eyes, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!

"What did you do? No one can kill so many masters without knowing it!" His bluffing roared, but even more accentuating the fear in his heart.

"You don't need to know." Ning Fan said coldly, slashed away a little starlight, stabbed Qing Hengxing's chest, carrying the power of burning.

Will die! Will die!

A mouthful of black blood was coughed up, and a trace of resentment flashed through the look of blue terror.

Is my late-stage Jindan master going to die at the hands of Junior Rongling? No! I am dying, so it is better to fight to the death!

He used all his last trace of magic power and pinched the magic tricks. Before he slashed Li Fen's body, the ghost escaped from his body and rushed towards Ning Fantian's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

The aura flowing around him was somewhat similar to Li Zhihuan who had practiced the magic trick of taking over the body before, but his power was definitely a world of difference!

"Do you take over the body? I didn't expect that you still have such a method, but unfortunately, you will regret it..."

Ning Fan was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that this Qing Hengxing would take over the magic trick.

The magic skill of taking over the body is known as the immortal magic skill. As long as the soul is immortal, it can escape into the sea of ​​consciousness of other people, devour the other party's consciousness, and seize the body and rebirth.

It seems that Qing Hengxing is a desperate battle and wants to take over himself, but unfortunately, Qing Hengxing is destined to be disappointed.

No matter how powerful a monk is, his sea of ​​consciousness is fragile. Once he is invaded, the consequences will be extremely serious.

But Ning Fan did not stop Qing Hengxing from taking over the body, and let his soul rush into his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Qing Hengxing was very happy, and Ning Fan was arrogant and ignored his magical skills in taking over the body.

He sneered and thought to himself that as long as he took Ning Fan's body, he would not only not die, but on the contrary, he could also become a living person, leave the demon forest, and return to the Yang Realm!

But this great joy turned into great compassion the moment he entered Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness. A basin of ice water poured on Qing Hengxing's head, making him shudder.

"How could it be... impossible... this is absolutely impossible!" He roared in despair.

"Did you see it..." Ning Fan's lips curled up a sneer.

The reason why he dared to let the green rush into the sea of ​​consciousness was because his sea of ​​consciousness had mutated!

What is the sea of ​​consciousness? It is just the sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea of ​​consciousness of ordinary people is located in the heavenly spirit, opened up by the power of divine thoughts and evolved into the ocean of mind. Occasionally, powerful monks can cultivate the sea of ​​consciousness into sea of ​​fire, glaciers, and many forms. And such people are all cruel people who roam the world!

And Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness is below the blue and silver sword energy. Above are countless small blue and silver swords, hanging upside down in the sky, with sword energy running wildly, like stars!

Sword consciousness! The sea of ​​consciousness condensed by sword energy!

In ancient times, only a few true immortals could practice this kind of sea of ​​consciousness, and they were rarely cultivated by chance. However, Ning Fan relied on the power of divine thoughts in the sword energy of Zhuxian, and relied on the power of the sword energy and thought power to cultivate the prototype of the sword-shaped sea of ​​consciousness.

Although the sea of ​​consciousness is full of sword energy, it is not yet perfect. Even so, every trace of divine thought power is like sword energy, revealing the power of Zhu Xian. The divine thought in the form of sword energy is called sword thought!

It is common sense that divine thoughts cannot hurt people, but sword thoughts can kill people invisibly and kill enemies thousands of miles away!

Ning Fan seemed to stand with his hands behind his back, but he didn't take action. In fact, he swept his sword and used the ultimate killing technique to attack the Golden Pill ghost!

The power of Jian Nian was only able to advance by increasing the number of sword energy in it. Ning Fan didn't care about these for the time being. At this moment, it was enough for him to use Jian Nian to kill the high-ranking Jindan masters in the Qing Department!

In Ning Fan's murderous sea of ​​consciousness, the remnant soul, who was wandering in a murderous sea of ​​consciousness, showed a look of regret for the first time.

I must not provoke Ning Fan, and I must not use the secret technique of seizing the body to enter Ning Fan’s sea of ​​consciousness!

Not to mention himself, even if it is the old monster of Shattered Xu, he will never end up using the secret technique of seizing the body to seize Ning Fan. In the future, Ning Fan might be able to use the sword to recite the sea of ​​consciousness and kill countless old demons of seizing the body to kill. This is obviously nothing to do with Qing Hengxing.

"Let me go..." Qing Hengxing's words trembled, but who would pity the crocodile's tears?

A cold light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes. In the sea of ​​consciousness, his divine thoughts swept away. Billions of sword energy swept away, slashing the remaining souls that were green and shattering into pieces, turning them into nutrients to nourish the sea of ​​sword thoughts.

Taking over the body is a way to die!

"The rosary, I have picked up all the beads..." Mu Weiliang trembled with his little hands, held dozens of golden elixir-stage beads, and handed them to Ning Fan.

It's scary, so terrible. Ning Fan was as cold as a sword at this moment, which made Mu Weiliang feel an unprecedented sense of strangeness.

"Don't be afraid..."

Ning Fan saw Mu Weiliang's panic, smiled slightly, and patted her slightly dusty hair with his palm.

At this moment, there is no sword power, and some are just as easy-going as before.

Putting away the rosary, Ning Fan jumped onto the fairy cloud, hugged the little marten, and headed straight for Qingmen.

Ning Fan's smile was still the same as before, with a hint of teasing and concern that made Mu Weiliang feel relieved and he let go of his vigilance.

Above the fairy clouds, Ning Fan no longer restrains the aura of living people, nor does he hide the little marten, and his spiritual thoughts swept across three hundred miles without hiding them.

In this way, he will definitely become the target of attacks in the entire third area, but Ning Fan, why should he hide it anymore!

By integrating the mind power in the Zhuxian sword energy, Ning Fan not only cultivated the sword mind sea, but also increased the intensity of his divine thoughts to the late stage of the Golden Pill.

As the divine mind advances, his mind incarnation also advances to the late stage of the Golden Pill. In this third area, his strength is almost at its peak.

Even with Xiao Diao's demonic energy suppression, even if it is a half-step Nascent Soul ghost, in front of Ning Fan, he can only exert his late-stage cultivation of the Golden Pill.

Today, he will sweep the third area, and the first target is undoubtedly Aobu!

"Today, the Qing tribe will be destroyed..."

He spoke arrogantly, but with his sword and incarnation, he was enough to be rampant here!

The Zhuxian Order of the Great Elder of the Qing tribe is really a great "kindness". He almost plotted against Ning Fan to death. This revenge must be paid back.

Ning Fan's fairy clouds flew very slowly. He was waiting for countless ghosts who were ignorant of life and death to come to die.

He didn't know which ghost Meichen had a friendship with, but in short, he wouldn't let anyone come to his door.

The road to Qingbu will be a bloody road with white bones as white as a mountain.

Just after escaping for more than ten miles, more than ten early-stage ghosts of the Golden Elixir were chasing. Looking at Ning Fan and Meichen, a hot-looking person and even more lustful, his eyes fell on Mu and Ning, and he rotated back and forth.

"Haha! Meiji is indeed here, kill her! Kill her and ask the Bone Emperor for me!"

"Living person? Haha, I know, this person must be the one who killed the Bone Emperor clone, and you should kill him together!"

"What a beautiful woman, I want this white dress!"

"Then I want red clothes!"

A group of early-stage ghosts of the Golden Pill stage chased them without knowing that when they stepped within 300 miles, they were already locked by Ning Fan's divine thoughts and were already dead!

"broken..."
To be continued...