Seven days later, Ning Fan wiped out the group of Immortal Burial cultivators guarding Tianmen No. 1, destroyed the Tianmen, and took away the Star Stone.

On the fifteenth day, the three heavenly gates in the second world were blown to pieces by Ning Fan one after another, and a broken slave was subdued.

In another month, the four gates of the third heaven were destroyed...

The fourth heaven, the fifth heaven, the sixth heaven...

It has been a year since Ning Fan entered the ancient heaven, and Ning Fan has already reached the twelfth level of heaven.

Thirteen heavenly gates were shattered by him one by one. At this moment, Ning Fan was practicing at Tianmen No. 1 in this level of heaven.

He already has 90 black star stones in his hand.

There are seven slaves behind him.

Among them, two, Lu Xiu and Yan Zhenzi, were in the Broken Seven realm, three were in Broken Six realms, and two were in Broken Five realms.

Among these people are Jiujie Suixu who once returned to the Buried Immortal Clan, and there are also strong men from the Buried Immortal Clan.

But now, they are just slaves of Ning Fan.

Traveling all the way to the twelfth level of heaven, Ning Fan had killed no less than a hundred people from the Immortal Burial Clan Suixu.

Transforming spirits and refining emptiness are even more numerous.

Even so, the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings of the Immortal Burial Clan still did not come forward to hunt down Ning Fan.

But this does not mean that the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings do not bear grudges against Ning Fan.

"Brother Pancake, can I ask you for some servants to go to the twelfth level of heaven to hunt for treasures..." Mingque asked expectantly.

In the twelfth level of heaven, there are many treasures and more dangers.

In addition to the people from the Buried Immortal Clan, there are also monsters and monsters in the Broken Five Broken Six realms.

A ferocious beast of this level cannot be defeated by today's Mingque.

She looked at Lu Xiu and Yan Zhenzi with a smile, and wanted to borrow these two people and take them with her to hunt for treasures.

Ning Fan still wants to practice here anyway, right?

"Don't leave my side. If the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings suddenly appear, they won't be able to protect you."

"Lend me that big head to play with..." Mingque begged.

"... Big Head may not be able to protect you. You are close to breaking through to Broken Two, and you haven't finished eating the elixir we found during this trip. There is no need to rush to hunt for treasures. The elixir we got along the way is enough for you."

"Oh." Mingque lowered his head in annoyance, took out a potato-like elixir, and gnawed on it.

After a while, after eating and drinking enough, I felt much better. I took out a jade mat, lay on it and fell asleep.

Lu Xiu and others were shocked when they saw Ming Quesheng taking the elixir.

Xindao Mingque has such a terrible body, but it can directly bear the energy of the elixir. It's really terrifying.

Looking at Ning Fan again, he was even more frightened.

At this moment, Ning Fan swallowed pieces of star stones, and the star power in his body was invisible, but extremely vast.

Ning Fan continuously changed his finger skills and refined the star stone according to the star palace route in Han Xing's Secret Record.

The refining speed is naturally extremely fast.

"It's unbelievable that the master actually knows the Star Cultivation Technique!" Lu Xiu and others were amazed.

As each star stone was refined, the number of Ning Fan's natal stars gradually increased.

227, 242, 257, 272...

As long as all 90 star stones are refined, the number of Ning Fan's natal stars can exceed a thousand.

By then, the injuries caused by the Suiyi monk's attack can be healed in an instant!

"It will take several days to refine all the 90 star stones..." Ning Fan closed his eyes and silently refined the star power in his body.

...

Each of the first twenty-seven floors has a top-secret forbidden area.

In each forbidden area, one of the nine ancestors and eighteen kings is retreating here.

At this moment, all the nine ancestors and eighteen kings looked gloomy and their faces were ashen.

Intelligence shows that there is a foreign monk sweeping across the first twelve levels of heaven.

Most of the Immortal Burial Clan members sent to hunt down this man were destroyed.

This person even seems to have great supernatural powers, able to smash all the gates of the twelve heavens to pieces...

This person captured a total of seven strong men from the Immortal Burial Clan alive and took them as slaves.

This is a great humiliation for the Immortal Burial Clan who regard foreign monks as ants!

"Lu Xiu also rebelled! How hateful! It was in vain that I spent a Mysterious Corpse Pill to help him break through the realm!" In the twelfth level of heaven, the seven kings were furious.

He wished he could leave the cave immediately and go to kill Ning Fan who was in the twelfth level of heaven, but the resurrection of the ancestor was so important that he was not allowed to leave.

His voice reached the ears of other ancestor kings through the blood patterns on the ground.

The other ancestors and kings all looked furious. They wished they could cut Ning Fan into pieces.

"Hmph! A mere outsider monk dares to kill my Buried Immortal Clan members and take them as slaves of the Buried Immortal Clan. What a shame and humiliation!" The Nine Ancestor said angrily in the nineteenth level of heaven.

"Third Ancestor, there seems to be a Scattered Demon-level corpse demon above you twenty-five days ago. How about sending it out to kill that foreign monk?" the Sixth King suggested.

"Hmph, that Sanmo-level corpse demon was injured by an unknown Sanxian. He is recuperating in the corpse demon pool and will not be able to fight in a short time." The Third Ancestor said angrily.

"What! A loose immortal rushed to the twenty-fifth level of heaven!" Several ancestor kings were shocked.

"It's not a rush up, it's a rush down... That loose immortal came down from the twenty-eighth heaven or above, maybe he is a four-day monk." The first ancestor who had always been silent suddenly said.

"Hmph, so what if the four-day monks! That Loose Immortal has reached the fifteenth day now. I have raised a large number of Void-shattering demonic beasts in this realm of heaven, but he slaughtered them all by himself! How hateful!" The Fourth King said

said angrily.

"These foreign monks are too hateful. If the ancient buried ancestor wakes up, I will summon the ancestor to kill all the foreign monks here!" the Nine Kings said coldly.

"These foreign monks can't be arrogant for long. We only have to endure it for ten more years. In ten years, the ancestor will wake up. With his quasi-emperor cultivation, who can be our enemy in the ancient heaven!"

"Ten years, just wait ten more years!"

...

After refining all the star stones, Ning Fan's number of natal stars reached 1680, 18 more than expected.

After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Ning Fan stood up, with stars twinkling in his eyes.

All kinds of injuries in the body are healing rapidly.

At this moment, he could be besieged by Suiyi monks without dying!

Mingque stared at Ning Fan blankly, her mouth closed in surprise.

Standing next to Ning Fan, she noticed that a broken sword wound on Ning Fan's arm was healing at an alarming speed.

She couldn't help but grab Ning Fan's arm, and couldn't help but bite it, leaving a small wound on Ning Fan's arm.

However, I saw that the wound had not even started to bleed, but had healed itself in an instant, leaving not even a scar.

I took another bite and the wound healed again...

I took another bite and the wound healed again...

Ning Fan looked at Mingque speechlessly. He patted her little head angrily and cursed with a smile, "Are you planning to take me as a magical medicine?"

"I can't bear to eat you! I'm just doing an experiment...Brother Pan, what kind of star technique are you doing? It's much more powerful than the Han Star Secret Record you gave me! I want to learn this!" Mingque grabbed Ning Fan.

His arms shook and he begged.

"You can't learn this technique... I was able to master the Black Star Technique only by chance..."

After Ning Fan finished speaking, his brows suddenly wrinkled.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated without warning, which was a sign that danger was approaching.

He looked at the destroyed Tianmen and remained silent.

The danger was coming from above...but it didn't seem like the danger was coming specifically for me.

Ning Fan looked at Mingque beside him, remained silent for a while, then took out the golden ancient sword and led everyone to fly into the passage behind the Tianmen, arriving at the thirteenth level of heaven.

Arriving here, the sense of crisis became even stronger.

One month later, all fourteen heavenly gates in the thirteenth heaven were destroyed, and Ning Fan and his party arrived at the fourteenth heaven.

After killing a group of powerful intruders, Ning Fan obtained the map of the fourteenth day and flew towards one of the heavenly gates.

Guarding this Heavenly Gate are three short old men from the Broken Eight Realm.

In addition to the three old men, there are thousands of powerful warriors from the Immortal Burial Clan standing in formation here!

The three old men stood on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, quietly waiting for Ning Fan to arrive.

From the known information, they learned that Ning Fan possesses the strange magical power to destroy Tianmen and should not be underestimated.
To be continued...