Every time Burial Dragon said another word, in the sea of ​​​​stars, the top of Ning Fan's head was condensed into a simple tombstone by black flames, as if it was about to hit Ning Fan's heavenly spirit.

That tombstone was a thousand feet high and full of ghostly aura. At first there was only one tombstone, but in the end, a total of five tombstones were formed by the buried dragon, each with a flying dragon shadow!

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed. This tombstone technique was clearly a sorcery, and it was a sorcery powered by ancestral blood.

Although it is at the peak of the transformation level, but it is cast by ancestral blood, the power of one blow is definitely several times stronger than the combined blow of millions of sea beasts!

And as the purple star in his left eye turned, Ning Fan saw through the true horror of this technique.

These tombstones are arranged in five rows, which coincides with the secret of life and death. If you are hit by this tombstone and the demon body is destroyed, there will be no chance of reincarnation.

The demon soul will be sucked away by the tombstone and sealed!

The expressions of the three elders of Nan Lao changed greatly. These five tombstones coincided with the Five Elements of Heaven and possessed great power to seal demon souls.

Even if the three elders join forces, they will probably smash three tombstones at most, and at least two of them will be swallowed up and sealed by the remaining two tombstones!

"This technique is so powerful that it cannot be resisted without a half-step of refining the void. No wonder this Burial Dragon can save his life from the old bear. With this technique, who is his enemy at the peak of divine transformation?"

The three of them were bitter. They originally planned to kill Ning Fan, and then the three of them would work together to kill Burial Dragon and seize the blood of the ancestors. Now it seems that not only Ning Fan and others are powerful, but Burial Dragon is also a ruthless master...

It was a mistake for the three of us to wade into this muddy water! I was afraid that we would not get any benefits in the end, but would end up causing a lot of trouble.

It's just that the three of them have no time to regret. Ning Fan has already offended him. Now they can only fight to the death to kill Ning Fan so as not to offend Burial Dragon any more!

"This tombstone! It's unmistakable. It's the lost ancestral blood secret technique of the Black Dragon Clan! Although the technique used by this person is specious, it is powerful enough to seriously injure someone half a step into the void...Lu Bei, don't lose..."

Xiran urged the fixed astrolabe to defend, but there was a hidden worry in his eyes.

This hidden worry also appeared in Shi Bing's eyes. As a puppet of the upper realm, he participated in the cross-realm war, so he naturally knew the horror of the secret technique of ancestral blood.

The ancestral blood technique, if performed by the Sky Demon Ancestor, is enough to destroy a cave planet!

Even if it is the peak of divine transformation such as Dragon Burial, it cannot be mastered without half a step of refining the void.

"I have to control this black dragon to refine the corpse and help him!"

Shi Bing glared and stepped on the black dragon, intending to help Ning Fan and compete with the tablet technique. However, the three elders of Nan Lao saw through his idea and sneered, blocking his retreat.

"Our fight is not over yet. Do you want to escape?"

The three elders of Nanlao are not the enemies of the Black Dragon Corpse Refining, but they can still hinder the stone soldiers from aiding Ning Fan.

In the opinion of the three of them, as long as they stopped the stone soldiers for a moment, the Burial Dragon would be able to kill Ning Fan. He immediately separated his body and killed the stone soldiers and the black dragon. The situation was certain!

Procrastinate! The three elders only need to delay for a while. Although the three of them do not dare to ask Zhanlong for ancestral blood afterwards, the benefits will definitely be indispensable.

"Damn it!" Shi Bing was angry, but could not break the entanglement between the three of them.

"I really can't understand why a puppet of your level, who can control such a powerful zombie, would obey the orders of an ant in the early stage of becoming a god!"

The three old men in Nan Lao sneered.

"You said he was an ant!" Shi Bing's eyes showed sarcasm.

Ants?

How many people have ridiculed Ning Fan for being an ant, but what happened in the end?

Prior to this, Shi Bing had never expected that Ning Fan, who was a Nascent Soul cultivator, would capture his majestic transformation into a god!

Prior to this, Shi Bing had not expected that Ning Fan would travel across the open sea and enter the secret realm alone before he became a god.

Before this, Shi Bing could not have expected that once Ning Fan transformed into a god, he would dominate Luo Yun, and now he is even more powerful in the Xinghai!

This kind of person only got where he is today by killing all the way. He stepped on the corpses of many geniuses and fought against many old monsters!

If this kind of person is an ant, who else in the world is not an ant!

"You will regret it if you call him an ant!" Shi Bing looked at the three elders of Nan Lao with disdain, as if he were looking at three dead people.

"The sea of ​​stars will be turned upside down because of him alone!"

Shi Bing said no more, because a purple-gold hunting wind had risen from his body.

If we talk about the Five Tombs Dragon Burial Technique, it borrows the power of life and death to seal the demon soul.

Then, this Zishu Fengyan uses a more advanced power of reincarnation, which is above life and death!

Reincarnation!

An indifferent pressure formed in Ning Fan's eyes.

A purple-golden wind and sand swept across the Hundred Thousand Miles Dragon City!

Looking at the tombstones of the five ancient tombs hanging in the sky, Ning Fan grabbed them with his big hand, and all the spiritual energy from the seabed within a hundred thousand miles merged into his palm!

Soul-draining!

"It's actually the art of soul-extraction! Not only does this kid know the art of incarnation, but he also has the magical power of soul-extraction!" Zhanlong was shocked, but he gritted his teeth and changed the technique fiercely, causing five huge monuments to crash down at the same time!

He naturally saw that the purple-gold wind and sand were powerful, but he also saw that there was no Ning Fan in this spell!

A spell that has not been integrated into one's Taoist heart, no matter how powerful it is, is just superficial. It is enough to instantly kill the late stage of divine transformation, but it is difficult to kill the peak of divine transformation, and it is even more difficult to defeat one's own Five Tombs Dragon Technique!

The force of the five tombs falling together shattered the void within a thousand miles.

But Ren Wu Tomb's momentum was as high as the sky, Ning Fan didn't even raise his head, closed his eyes tightly, and swallowed the soul of the earth in one gulp.

The mana increases, all the way to the late stage of becoming a god.

Before his eyes, he recalled the ordinary life of the Wu Kingdom, the humiliating past within the Hehuan Sect, the blood-sea cultivation in the Demon Ghost Forest, and the patience and concession in traveling to various countries.

In the end, all the memories stayed in the wind and snow of Qimei, and stayed in the eternal smile of the paper crane.

The surrounding purple and golden sand begins to change!

Ning Fan looked like a demon, standing under the plum tree where the demonic energy condensed. On top of the plum tree, the red blood plum blossoms condensed by the rain were blooming silently.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and raised his head, his eyes as deep as the void, looking at the Burial Dragon!

This gaze is so profound, like the vast starry sky, that it absorbs all the heart and soul of Buried Dragon into its gaze!

"What kind of look is this!"

Zhanlong's expression changed drastically. At this moment, all the purple and golden sand turned into black snow flakes.

Every snowflake is different and has its own trajectory.

Every snowflake is pure black and is transformed by the power of the void!

The wind and snow sweep across hundreds of thousands of miles, but there is a trace of loneliness and desolation. In the loneliness and desolation, there is a trace of deep nostalgia.

Loneliness is the loneliness along the way

The desolation is the exhaustion of the sea of ​​blood all the way.

What I am nostalgic for is that face in the seven-plum blossom wind and snow that I will never forget.

"Zhihe, I miss you..."

At this moment, Ning Fan waved his sleeves.

At this moment, a strange black snowstorm swept through Dragon City, unstoppable!

At this moment, the five imposing gazes froze and shattered in the wind and snow!

At this moment, Zhanlong's eyes were horrified, his spell was broken, he took a few steps back, and then he steadied his figure and coughed out black blood, half of which had been frozen into ice slag!

"What kind of spell is this!"

I don’t understand. Zhanlong is destined to not understand the mystery of this technique, because he has never seen the face of reincarnation. He has never seen the way of the most powerful person at this time-Zi Dou Immortal Emperor!

The three elders of Nanlao were afraid. In this wind and snow, if the three of them rose together, they would be swallowed up by the wind and snow, which was like a feeling of death!

Small and humble!

Even if you are an immortal, you should bow down under my reincarnation!

The Immortal Emperor's understanding of reincarnation is to let all ashes return to ashes, and dust to dust, forget all past events, and let everything... weather!

But Ning Fan can't forget everything. He has too much reluctance and attachment. If reincarnation takes away his true love, he will freeze the reincarnation in the years and never erase it!

"Fengxue points... Frozen reincarnation!"

As soon as Ning Fan pointed out, an unimaginable coldness surged through his body and mind, leaving the six souls of the Buried Dragon without a master.

Following this guidance, Zhan Long discovered with horror that his blood was frozen, his demon power was frozen, his sea of ​​consciousness was frozen, his demon soul was frozen, and every inch of his flesh and blood was frozen in the wind and snow!

He discovered with horror that Ning Fan was walking towards him step by step, but he couldn't escape or move because he was already a piece of ice!

He was even more horrified to discover that the Hundred Thousand Miles Buried Dragon City had been frozen by Ning Fan with one finger!

The demonic wings fluttered, and Ning Fan appeared in front of Burial Dragon. Everything happened in an instant, with one palm strike!

Buried Dragon's frozen body turned into black ice shards under this palm, shattered to death!

With one finger of the wind and snow, he broke the ancestral blood technique and destroyed the Lord of Dragon Burial City!

This finger of wind and snow almost used up all Ning Fan's strength. At this moment, it was difficult for him to even move.

After killing the Buried Dragon, the remaining sea beasts in Dragon City were all terrified. No one expected that the Lord Buried Dragon, who roamed the South Star Sea and could compete with Half-step Lianxu, would die in Ning Fan's hands like this!

Burial Dragon's storage bag fell into Ning Fan's hands.
To be continued...