To make people look down upon, you need to constantly pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

To make people tremble, all it takes is a grand killing spree.

Thousands of Jindan Yuanying demon spirits were stunned by Ning Fan's demonic power and fell into coma.

The only ones who can stay awake under Ning Fan's aura are the Eight Hundred Transformation Gods and the Eleventh Refining Void.

Eight hundred demon spirits transformed into gods were so frightened that they could not rely on themselves by Ning Fan's killing of three refining demons instantly.

One by one, the transformed old monster climbed up from the ground with difficulty, but could not stop trembling all over.

"Lord Gan Gui, we are definitely no match for this demon, what should we do? Why don't we withdraw..." Countless gods and demons suggested to Gan Gui and other Lianxu.

"..." All Lianxu fell into silence. Only Gangui took a deep look at Ning Fan, and the fear in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"There's no need to retreat, I'm sure to kill this guy!"

Gan Gui’s sworn guarantee is absolutely astonishing!

Before, Gan Gui was afraid that Ning Fan was going to die, but now he said that he was sure to kill Ning Fan, which was really hard to believe.

Eight hundred transformed gods were slandering, and no one thought Gan Gui was Ning Fan's opponent.

But after the other ten Void Refining Spirits swept over Ning Fan, they all looked like ghosts, showing signs of sudden enlightenment.

"So that's it! The palm this kid just played instantly killed three Qiuxu and consumed half of his 'mana'! With such a spell, he can only fire a second palm at most, and it is impossible to fire a third palm. !”

When these old monsters talk about the lack of magic power, they are naturally referring to Ning Fan's energy.

The Demonic Palm of Punishment is indeed powerful, but it also consumes a lot of energy. In the past, Ning Fan would use up all his energy with one palm.

Now that his energy has almost doubled to nine million armor, he can only send out two palms at most.

At this moment, almost everyone believed that if Ning Fan struck another palm, his magic power would be exhausted and he could be manipulated by others.

In this way, as long as Ning Fan is forced to use his second palm and his mana is exhausted, no matter how strong Ning Fan is, as long as his mana is exhausted, he can only be slaughtered!

"Eight hundred transformed gods, listen to my order and form a 'fighting formation'! Kill this demon with all your strength!"

Gan Gui gave an order, and the eight hundred transformed gods turned into streams of light, moving stars and changing battles, forming a large formation.

This formation has gathered all the magic power of the eight hundred transformed gods. The level of the formation is surprisingly high-grade, and it can hurt Chongxu!

Gangui had a good idea and used eight hundred transformation gods to offset the power of Ning Fan's palm. Then he kneaded Ning Fan who had exhausted his magic power.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou. No, Master, they want to use a large formation to consume your mana. Don't be fooled by them. It is up to Su Yan to break this great formation. Master, it is important that you recover your mana quickly."

Su Yan walked out of Ning Fan's arms gently. Her eyes showed determination. Since she was Ning Fan's Demon Concubine, she naturally needed to help Ning Fan block the rain of bullets and arrows.

She was willing to take risks and face the battle alone, just to allow Ning Fan to save and restore his mana.

"Reserve your strength to clean up the Lanjiao clan's rebellion. I will be the one to fight this battle."

Ning Fan pinched Su Yan's chin and took a step towards the Douzuan Formation, his eyes as calm as water.

Activating the power of the Heart Formation, he could see at a glance that the Douzhuan Formation had eight hundred transformed gods as its real formation eyes, and in addition, there were 64 virtual formation eyes.

The trajectory of the formation is like a complicated star map, and the eight hundred transformed gods change positions in the formation, stimulating mana, like stars moving on the star map.

A trace of power transformed into countless meteors and meteorites, which fell towards Ning Fan. Each one was thousands of feet in size and had the power of a divine strike.

"If you use the previous palm to break the formation, you will definitely run out of mana. If you are not willing to waste your mana, even if you break the formation, you will definitely be seriously injured and your combat power will be greatly reduced! No matter how strong your demonic power is, in the end You will be killed by me!" Gan Gui's sneer resounded through the sky, intending to anger Ning Fan, distract him, and get injured by the formation.

Ning Fan didn't even look at Gan Gui. Faced with countless meteorites falling, he only raised his palms and activated his energy. His power was at full power. Immediately, the heaven and earth trembled.

"One hundred and eight seals, the Palm of the Punishing Devil!"

With one palm shot, layers of palm prints spread to the sky, and the demonic energy covered the sky and the sun, like a hundred and eight layers of demonic heaven.

The power of a single palm is as powerful as that of Immortal Emperor Mo Zhong when he was a young boy.

The power of one palm is enough to kill 18 void-seeing giants!

He is not asking for help, but... a mid-term barbarian demon!

boom!

The stars transformed by the eight hundred transformed gods were smashed to pieces by Ning Fan one by one. Countless transformed gods stained the sky with blood, the sky was shattered, meteors were shattered, and blood rained down on hundreds of thousands of mountains, as if the end was coming!

Gan Gui and other Void Refining Demon Spirits were shocked. They once again witnessed the terrifying power of the Demonic Palm of Punishment.

Then everyone showed overjoyed expressions and rushed towards Ning Fan without fear of death, not showing any pity for the fallen Eight Hundred Transformation Gods.

They only care about one problem, that is, if Ning Fan hits his second palm, his mana will be exhausted, so there is nothing to fear!

"You are so arrogant. You dare to stop us from executing Su Yan. Today I will let you know the consequences of meddling in other people's business! Kill!"

Gan Gui took the lead. He laughed loudly and walked quickly in the air. Every time he took a step, his body grew by a thousand feet. After six steps, he was already a six thousand feet giant.

He was huge, while Ning Fan was small. He looked down at Ning Fan with disdain, raised his foot, and stepped down on Ning Fan head-on. He had the strength to level mountains and rivers!

He was sure that Ning Fan's mana had been exhausted. He was sure that Ning Fan had lost all his fighting power!

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, he opened his mouth and sucked in, swallowing the blood rain from the sky into his belly like the sun and moon.

The blood of the three primordial spirits who peeked at the void, as well as the blood rain of the fallen eight hundred transformed gods, all turned into the majestic essence in Ning Fan's body!

In just an instant, Ning Fan's energy returned to fullness, and he suddenly used the art of killing to replenish his energy by killing people!

Looking at Ning Fan who was as calm as a deep pool, Gan Gui felt more and more uneasy. His foot was like a giant mountain. He was above Ning Fan's head. But three feet above Ning Fan's head, that foot couldn't step down no matter what. .

Ning Fan's terrifying essence formed an invisible barrier, making it impossible for Gan Gui to break through the barrier and launch an attack.

At this moment, Ning Fan suddenly raised his head and met Gangui's gaze.

At this moment, a certain death crisis emerged in Gan Gui's mind, and he clearly felt the full mana and aura from Ning Fan's body!

"No, it's impossible. You've obviously run out of mana! Why...ah!"

Before he could finish talking, he felt a sharp pain in his leg.

The foot that stepped towards Ning Fan was caught by Ning Fan and suddenly tore it apart from Gan Gui's body. Countless black blood spilled into the sky from Gan Gui's broken leg!

Who is he? He dares to step on Ning Fan Tianling!

Ning Fan spat out his palm. The giant's severed leg exploded into blood mist. There was no time for the one-legged giant to escape. Countless essences activated the black fire and turned into a sea of ​​108 layers of fire ring, destroying the one-legged giant together with the other 1 All the names of Lianxu were drowned!

The highest grade of Fanxu, the art of Yan Jie!

In the past, Ning Fan did not have enough cultivation to fully activate the power of sky frost and earth fire.

Now that his realm has greatly increased, the sky, frost and earth fire have become an extremely lethal weapon in his hands.

Eighteen layers of fire rain fell, taking away the lives of countless golden elixirs and Nascent Souls that were unconscious on the ground. Through constant killing, Ning Fan's energy was continuously replenished.

Gan Gui, who was in the center of the 18th Layer of Flame Rings, was so shocked that he had no time to beg for mercy before he was turned into ashes and burned to death.

He didn't understand until his death that Ning Fan, who was clearly depleted of mana, would replenish all his mana after killing people and swallowing blood.

He didn't understand until his death that it was not mana at all, but essence. He had no idea that he was challenging a barbarian demon, a mid-term barbarian demon, a ferocious demon that could defeat the young emperor!

If the ghost died, his life would replenish Ning Fan's energy.

One Lianxu was shocked by what he saw. Everyone believed that Gan Gui could kill Ning Fan, but the situation was reversed in an instant, and Gan Gui was killed instantly.

One person was trapped outside the sea of ​​​​fire. Screams began to be heard.

In an instant, three of them were killed, and four of them were buried in the sea of ​​fire. Their lives replenished Ning Fan's energy.

Ming Wenxu and one Qiuxu managed to escape from the sea of ​​flames by luck, but each of them was disgraced, seriously injured and on the verge of death, as frightened as a bereaved dog. Almost at the moment they escaped from the sea of ​​fire, they each ran away desperately for their lives.

The rain of fire is still falling, the doomsday is still coming, hundreds of thousands of mountains are submerged in the sea of ​​fire, all the demon spirits unconscious on the earth are burned and killed, and even the Molan Pond is evaporated dry.

The originally broken Lanjiao Realm showed signs of collapse again. Ning Fan calmly swept away the three remaining refiners and said to Su Yan,

"You kill Qiuxu, and I will kill and ask Xu. Remember to search for the soul and destroy the memory after killing, and look for an exit from the remaining world."

"yes!"

Su Yan made a soft promise, used Void Movement, and chased the void-peeping demon spirit.

Ning Fan's shocking methods shocked her, and she obediently obeyed all Ning Fan's orders.

Ning Fan summoned the eight wings of black fire and chased one of them, Wenxu, with a speed comparable to that of rushing to the sky. In just a moment, he appeared in front of the Wenxu demon spirit, blocking its path.

"No, don't kill me, I am willing to be your slave and loyal to you for the rest of my life!" The Wenxu Demon Spirit begged for mercy.

"unnecessary."

laugh!

Ning Fan took a step forward and transformed into a black-clothed avatar. His whole body then transformed into a black sword light, and with incredible speed, he cut Wenxu in half.

The light from the sword dispersed, and Ning Fan appeared in black clothes, with a strike like lightning, and captured a Wenxu Yuanshen in his hand. It was the Wenxu Demon Spirit's Yuanshen.

"No, don't kill me, no!"

"Noisy!"

Ning Fan's eyes showed his impatience, and he directly searched for his soul and extinguished his memory, ignoring the various screams of his soul.

After a long time, the soul gradually became quiet and turned into an idiot with empty eyes.

Ning Fan frowned. There was no record of the exit of the residual world in the memory of this old monster who asked questions...
To be continued...