The old devil did not allow anyone to enter the Sifan Palace, but today, these soul-melting monks forced their way into it.

If he hadn't sensed that nothing happened to the old demon, Ning Fan might have directly used his sword to kill these monks one by one!

He has been practicing Taoism for two years and rarely gets angry...but this does not mean that he does not have negative feelings.

Qimei is his reverse scale!

In Sifan Palace, before the grave-digging monks could recover from the shocking voice just now, they immediately saw a black light flashing in the air. In front of each of them, under the snowy plum, a young man appeared out of thin air.

This young man has an indifferent expression, a star between his eyebrows, and sword aura flying in his eyes.

In front of this young man, the monks all felt that they were not facing a person, but a sword! A demonic sword that spanned the ages, killed all gods and Buddhas, and was undefeated!

This is Ning Fan in the eyes of ordinary monks!

Among this batch of spirit-melting monks, the higher the cultivation level, the deeper the sense of the young sword energy. These monks are all wearing silver sword robes, each carrying four flying swords behind their backs, and above the silver robes, there are even more flying swords.

Embroidered with a sword mark.

Behind the strong men digging graves, stood a young man with a fair face. He seemed to be in his mid-twenties and had cultivated in the late stage of Rong Ling. He was more than twenty years old and had such cultivation. His qualifications were extremely evil, and this man was obviously

He is the leader of this group of monks, and he carries not just four flying swords behind him, but six.

Sensing Ning Fan's terrifying aura, the fair-skinned young man frowned slightly, but without any panic, he separated from the crowd, walked forward, clasped his fists slightly, but had a hint of arrogance in his expression, saying,

"Friend, my Sword Realm Sword Guards are here to do private business. Anyone who has nothing to do with it, please leave quickly and don't interfere."

"Sword Realm?"

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to remember that there was indeed some grudge between the old devil and the sword world. My Taoist companion seemed to be the beloved daughter of a big shot in the sword world, and the little Dugu buried here seemed to be the same.

identity.

Could it be that those who came here to dig up the grave were relatives of Xiao Dugu?

Otherwise, if you don't have a great background, how can you enter the Immortal Realm of Rain... You must know that the control among many immortal realms is extremely strict, and other immortal monks will not be easily allowed to enter this realm. If these monks, under the sword

The background of the world is huge, so if you enter the Rain Realm, you can be accommodating. The reason why these monks only merge spirits is probably because they follow the arrangements of the Rain Realm and do not dare to let masters come to other worlds.

If this is the case, Ning Fan can understand why the old devil did not stop these people from entering Sifan Palace and was not angry... With the old devil's personality, even if his cultivation is completely lost, if he doesn't want to, he will fight to the death.

No one will break into Sifan Palace, the place where his Taoist companions once lived together.

When Ning Fan heard the name of Sword Realm, he immediately became silent. The fair young man seemed quite proud of himself.

What about the Yuanying monks? In a barren land like the Yue Kingdom, he could be the ancestor of a country, but in the sword world, within this fair young family, the Yuanying monks only have acceptable qualifications.

"Knowing that the Sword World is here to do business, why don't you retreat quickly!" The fair young man seemed to have regained his pride, but what he received in response was Ning Fan's cold eyes again.

"Hmph, so what about the sword world!"

As Ning Fan's eyes focused and his sword thoughts swept across, there was no sound, and a hint of death crisis suddenly arose in the minds of dozens of sword cultivators, including the fair young man!

In an instant, the fair young man put away all his pride, and his face was filled with only horror and disbelief!

"Sword...Sword Knowledge, Sword Mind...you...you..."

He couldn't help but be shocked. Nascent Soul cultivators may not be much in the sword world, but sword cultivators with sword consciousness and sword mind are as rare as a phoenix in the sword world, and each of them is a Shattering Void-level swordsman.

emperor!

A Sword-shattering Sword Cultivator alone is not enough to be called a Sword Emperor! Ghost Emperor, Demon Emperor, Sword Emperor... Anyone with the word God, everyone is an invincible existence at the same level!

The sword world has become the most powerful fairy world below the world of demons, monsters, and immortals. Every ancestor of the Sword Emperor is able to kill countless low-level monks with a single thought using his sword energy!

The fair young man couldn't believe that the Ning Fan in front of him was actually a swordsman genius who was qualified to become the Sword Emperor!

Moreover, although the sword energy in Ning Fan's sword thought was extremely weak, just a trace, this trace of sword energy was overbearing enough to kill all the monks who were in the early stage of the Golden Core!

What makes the fair young man even more unbelievable is that the Ning Fan in front of him clearly knows that he and others have a great background in the sword world, but he still dares to take action... Ning Fan wants to kill himself and others, even if he offends a certain sword emperor in the sword world.

Ancestor, he will not hesitate to do so!

This is a lunatic!

Just when Ning Fan was about to kill someone, voices of resistance came from the graveyard and outside the courtyard.

"Ning Fan, don't kill anyone!"

"Fan'er, stop!"

After these two sounds, a ghost of a beautiful woman flew out of the grave and stood under the plum tree. Outside the courtyard, an old man in black walked in with a slight stagger.

The woman was dressed in white, with fragrant shoulders, black hair like a waterfall, a round waist, and a plum blossom on her ear. She stood in the miserable wind and snow, looking so noble and lonely, like a plum blossom. Her eyes were like a plum blossom.

Sad, but with a trace of sad sword intent. Now Ning Fan has understood the divine will of rain, and faintly discovered that the fierce sword intent in this woman's eyes is as special as divine will... This may be the sword cultivator of the sword world.

It’s an artistic conception that must be understood.

Little Dugu, was he a god-transformation monk during his lifetime?

Looking at the old devil again, he was still dressed in black robes, but his wild eyes had turned into silence, and his black hair had turned gray. It seemed that he had not lived an easy life in the past two years.

This made Ning Fan feel a little sad, and then he sighed slightly, and his hostility towards Emperor Nirvana became even deeper.

If it weren't for the Emperor of Nirvana, the old devil might be a true immortal, still living freely in the four-day fairy world...If it weren't for the Emperor of Nirvana, the old devil might have recovered his cultivation and run rampant in the rain world...

Two years have passed, but Qimei seems to have changed...

While Ning Fan was observing Dugu and Lao Mo, the two of them were also investigating Ning Fan.

Little Dugu's eyes showed a hint of unnoticeable joy when Ning Fan returned. When he sensed Ning Fan's Nascent Soul aura and sword awareness, he couldn't help being surprised for a long time. Especially Ning Fan's sword awareness.

The origin of the sword energy in it was unknown, but it actually made Dugu, who understood the sword's intention, feel a little afraid...

Sword Intent... Ordinary monks can also perceive Sword Intent, but it is only the surface of Sword Intent, not the real Sword Intent... Only the god-transforming monks can comprehend the true Sword Intent, and Xiao Dugu is in the transformation process.

Before becoming a god, he realized his own sword intention. At that time, he was hailed as one of the "Three Heroes of the Sword World".

But even she did not develop the sword consciousness and condense the sword mind in the Nascent Soul stage... For Ning Fan, Xiao Dugu realized for the first time that she could not see through his... not only his personality, but also his personality.

What cannot be seen through is the cultivation level, and the feeling that everything is shrouded in mist.

In less than two years, he has become a master...

And little Dugu's sigh became even stronger... What a good qualification, why... he chose to practice demon cultivation... Her family is one of the three royal families in the sword world... Her father is the most devoted to demon cultivation.

It's resentment... The old demon and her sister are a tragedy... If Ning Fan were not a demon cultivator, how wonderful it would be...

Her mind was filled with random thoughts, and after thinking about many things, she finally remembered one thing!

"No! This Ning Xiaomo once said that if he breaks through the Nascent Soul, he will come back and take away my third sword energy... If it were normal, he would take it, but at this moment, he takes this sword away in front of the people in the sword world.

If you are angry, he will cause a big disaster!"

Rather than marrying Ning Xiaomo, Xiao Dugu was more worried about Ning Xiaomo's safety.

The old devil also looked at Ning Fan, his silent expression showing relief for the first time.

"You brat, this incarnation of yours is quite impressive... I heard that you were going to the Endless Sea. I was worried at first, but... seeing that you have such strength, I am finally relieved... So,

I can also walk more steadfastly..."

There was something in the old devil's words, and Ning Fan immediately heard the underlying meaning.

"Where are you going?! Your current level of cultivation..." At this point, he stopped talking and glanced at the people in the sword world aside in a confidential manner. There were some things that he couldn't say in front of these people.

"Han Yuanji naturally wants to follow me and return to the Sword Realm! My emperor has heard about the Nirvana Emperor. He is here to take the two ladies back... Of course, if Han Yuanji is shameless and follows him all the way back

, My emperor will also protect him a little for the sake of the young lady. With my emperor here, even the Nirvana Emperor will not dare to do anything to Han Yuanji..."

With the support of the old devil, the fair young man was convinced that Ning Fan would not dare to kill him, so he showed his arrogant face again.

After hearing the fair young man's words, Ning Fan didn't care about it, but closed his eyes slightly.

With the old devil's character, he will definitely not sacrifice his face to ask for help... If he doesn't want to leave, there is nothing he can do to stop him with just the soul fusion in front of him.

Is he really afraid of Emperor Nirvana? Is he afraid that Emperor Nirvana will take his life a hundred years later?

If he was afraid, he would not have stayed in the Rain Realm back then. I am afraid he would have had countless opportunities to bow to the Three Emperors of the Sword Realm...

Perhaps he is going back now because he is worried about himself...

If the old devil goes to the Sword Realm, a hundred years later, the Nirvana Emperor will not come to the Rain Realm to seek revenge...perhaps what will come is the Sword Realm.

The old devil is protecting himself...

"Why are you like this..." Ning Fan opened his eyes and couldn't bear it.

"Haha, what's wrong with me? It's you, kid, who has been carrying hundreds of years of broken things in his heart all day long... This is not good... The monks need to persevere and need a little persistence to not lose themselves in the sea of ​​​​blood, but, if that

Perseverance becomes obsession, and obsession turns into inner demons... With your qualifications, it won't be a problem to break the void for a thousand years... Don't put too much pressure on yourself, that may destroy you..." Old Demon Haha

Smiling, for the first time, he solemnly patted Ning Fan on the shoulder.

"Are you afraid that I won't be the rival of Emperor Nirvana a hundred years from now?"

"Yes, I am very afraid...not of death, but of another thing...You are my hope to save her, my whole hope. I can die, but you cannot die! I will accept you as my disciple.

You know my actual intentions are not pure, and you hate me..."

"With your personality, I would be surprised if you said you had no special intention in accepting me as your disciple... Without you, without me today, maybe I would have escaped from the Hehuan Sect and died in a remote mountain without anyone knowing.

.. No matter what the reason is for you to accept me as your disciple, this kindness has been planted after all... If you have a request, I will not refuse." Ning Fan said solemnly.
To be continued...