Ning Fan also tried to sense it for half an hour, but he didn't sense it at all. It seemed that he had been rejected.
It's true that I can't feel it at all.
Although the transformation of the Three Pure Ones into One Qi is extremely mysterious, the inheritance of the God of Death has already transcended certain rules.
It can sense the difference between the main body and the secondary body, so it excludes Ning Fan.
Ning Fan wanted to interfere with others, but others were now in a hazy state of nothingness, blocking his interference.
"What a bully. After all, you are also a human being." Ning Fan was depressed.
boom!!!
Suddenly, Ning Fan was kicked out of the inheritance hall by a strong force.
He fell in front of a group of people who had just come in. The other people's faces twitched when they saw it.
"Ming, why were you kicked out?"
"You are still in such a mess, you must have done something immoral."
Ning Fan stood up and said: Guangguang, if you dare to laugh at me again, I will throw you out one by one.
The rest began to practice on their own, but Ning Fan, the Blood Sea group, would not let them go easily.
"what are you doing?"
The sea of blood roared and looked at Ning Fan who was standing in front of him.
"What else can you do? Revenge if you have a grudge, or complain if you have a grudge."
"How dare you, this is the holy land of reincarnation, how can you be allowed to be so presumptuous?"
"Noisy!"
Snapped!!!
The sea of blood was slapped and flew away. Several of his teeth were broken and his mouth was filled with blood.
"You dare to hit me?"
"The one I'm going to beat is you."
Ning Fan also spared no one else, especially those from Blood Slaughter Saint Lord's lineage. They all were dealt with.
They were thrown out of the hall like garbage.
"With me here today, I want to see how you practice?" Ning Fan said.
At the same time, the Blood Slaughter Saint was so angry that his teeth were almost broken, and he really wanted to rush in and tear Ning Fan into pieces.
"Lord Killer God, this is unfair."
"There's nothing unfair, we are killers, the weak prey on the strong."
Xuemei continued: "It's really ridiculous. So many resources are used to cultivate a few wastes. Ming Ke has been practicing in the reincarnation organization for less than half a year."
It's indeed a bit ridiculous. Those people in Blood Sea enjoy the highest treatment among seed players.
As a result, I couldn't even get through the gate. How could it not be ridiculous?
The Blood Slaughter Saint looked at his grandson with a bruised nose and swollen face, and felt a little resentful that iron could not become steel.
It's really a complete waste of so many resources.
Suddenly, everyone's hearts were shaken, and their eyes were fixed on the screen.
A strange movement occurred, and a killing god evolved, looking down at the killing temple.
"Inheritance, who is it?"
At the same time, Ning Fan immediately turned around and felt the extremely terrifying pressure coming on him.
"The inheritance of the God of Death has really appeared."
In the main hall, Xue Wudi soared into the air and was receiving the inheritance of the God of Death.
"It's indeed him!"
Everyone was extremely surprised, and even more envious in their hearts.
The demon monk curled his lips, cursed in his heart that the Killing Temple had no eyes, and left.
He landed next to Ning Fan, took out a watermelon, and asked, "What do you think?"
"How can I see it? It's fate to see this thing."
"It's boring. I'd better go back to Earth and live my cool life."
Ning Fan took out a pack of cigarettes, and the demon monk immediately laughed: "You are a good boy, give me one quickly."