The seventh-level world is naturally extremely vast, but with Ning Fan fleeing and speeding all the way, after a few days, he finally reached the edge.

After traveling all the way here, Ning Fan still hasn't found the portal leading to the eighth floor.

He stood in a valley, frowning slightly.

Along the way, he quickly killed many fate-immortal monsters, but he never encountered monsters above Du Zhen again.

At this moment, there are 236 Life Immortal Yuanshen in Ning Fan's soul bag. If they are all detonated, even the cultivators at the peak of Duzhen will be extremely worried.

There were also two Life Immortal Dao Fruits, but they were no longer valuable to Ning Fan.

"Did you go in the wrong direction... The seventh floor of the God's Tomb is so big, but there is no map, so I can only look for the entrance to the eighth floor aimlessly..."

Ning Fan shook his head. He didn't have the map of the last three floors, and neither did Qing Yangzi.

According to Qingyangzi's memory, the only people who know the map of the last three floors are the monks above Sui Nian in Shenxu Pavilion.

Naturally, in this God's Tomb, there is still a type of person who holds the map of this place, and that is the very few monsters above Duzhen in the tomb.

"If I had known that the last three floors were so vast, I would have asked Lu Wen for a map of the tomb of the gods that day. For him, carving a map is just a matter of blinking... It's too late to say this now.

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"In Qingyangzi's memory, there is a lot of information about the last three floors of the God's Tomb, many of which I don't know. For example, once a monster like this has cultivated to the realm of transcendence, there is a very small chance of gaining spiritual intelligence... The higher the level of cultivation,

The higher the chance of gaining spiritual intelligence..."

"These monsters with spiritual intelligence have practiced here for countless years and naturally know the map of this place. If we can catch a monster with spiritual intelligence, we can save a lot of trouble..."

Ning Fan pondered for a moment, then suddenly his eyes moved slightly, looking towards the only dead tree in the valley.

After a moment, he was deep in thought, stepped on the black fire, and ran away.

After he left this place for a long time, the only dead tree in the valley immediately flashed with evil energy and transformed into an old man in the early stage of his true awakening.

The old man looks like a human being and a demon. Half of his body's skin is made of tree bark.

His eyes are not as empty as most of the monsters here. He is one of the few intelligent monsters in the God's Tomb.

Looking at the direction where Ning Fan was escaping, the old man's eyes flashed fiercely. He said coldly,

"This person should be the monk who recently entered the seventh level... The delicious smell smelled by the Lord should be from this person. Jie Jie Jie Jie, I just got close to him and smelled carefully, this person's

The essence of flesh and blood is so perfect, it is definitely a great tonic for the Lord! Lord, I heard that right!"

"The Lord is only one step away from Shekong. As long as he swallows this child, he will definitely become the ninth Shekong realm demon in the seventh level!"

"I will now send a message to tell the Lord that the monk he wants to eat is in the direction of me! Alas, this person's evil spirit is too strong. I have just broken through to the realm not long ago, so I don't have much confidence in taking him down. If not

In this way, when this person arrives just now, I will take action to capture this person! Well, it is safer to let the Lord take action himself!"

The old man sneered. He raised his hand and concentrated, and immediately there was a magic light flying into the sky, which was a sound-transmitting sword light.

It's a pity that the sound-transmitting flying sword had just taken off when it suddenly exploded without warning.

At the place where it exploded, a young man in white, who had quietly returned and was hiding there, slowly appeared.

"I want to report to your lord. If you eat Ning, he is a monster who protects his lord loyally..."

But as soon as the young man in white raised his hand, a hundred and eight thousand phantom sword shadows immediately turned into a sword formation, trapping the old man in the early stage of his true awakening in the sword formation!

In an instant, the old man's expression changed drastically, and he said in horror,

"You...why didn't you leave? Why did you come back...Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, he screamed and was severely slashed by the Eighteen Thousand Swords.

In front of his eyes, scenes of memories continued to emerge. In those memories, more and more people were holding black gold swords and slashing at him...

Ten breaths later, the body of this old man who had not yet stabilized his true state exploded into countless filthy blood, which spilled into the sword formation.

After collecting a hundred and eighty thousand sword shadows, Ning Fan bent his palm and captured a black soul that was trying to escape when it was sluggish, and directly searched for its soul.

Searching Souls and Destroying Memories cannot read the complete memory, but only reading fragments of memories is enough for Ning Fan to figure out the general map of the seventh floor.

Kill the old man's spirit, refine it with secret techniques, and put it into the soul bag.

After doing all this, Ning Fan straightened up and jumped into the air, looking in a certain direction and heading straight towards the eighth floor.

This galloping lasted for six days. Along the way, there were 274 Life Immortal Yuanshen in the soul bag.

Six days later, Ning Fan finally saw the teleportation platform leading to the eighth floor from a distance.

But outside this teleportation platform, within a radius of a hundred miles, there are second-step monsters, at least three hundred of them!

Among the three hundred monsters, there are 15 Duzhen monsters.

Of these 15 real monsters, only 4 have spiritual intelligence.

One of the four people is the leader of this group of monsters. He is a black-robed young man with a sinister face. He is sitting on a throne at the moment, surrounded by many monsters. He is holding his chin in one hand and holding a wine bottle in the other.

Drink lightly.

What’s in the wine bottle is not wine, but blood, black blood’s blood, monster’s blood!

"It's not a monk's blood, it's really hard to drink..." The young man took a sip of black blood, frowned, and with a displeased groan, he dropped the wine bottle to the ground.

"Don't worry, Lord, my subordinates and others have found out the information. That delicious monk is coming all the way here! As soon as he comes, Lord will be able to taste the most delicious blood!" A wise monster on the side said,

Seeing the lord's anger, he immediately spoke with fear and sincerity.

"I have been waiting here for six days. If he doesn't come again..." The young man in black robe was mid-sentence, suddenly smiled sinisterly, stood up suddenly, and looked to the horizon.

In that direction, a stream of light was coming quickly.

"kill!"

Without any extra words, the young man in black robe just raised his hand and waved it slightly.

All the monsters around him, including nearly a hundred immortal monsters, immediately flew up into the sky with fierce eyes and killed towards the escaping light.

Ning Fan swept away the densely packed monsters with his spiritual thoughts, his eyes darkened, he stopped his escaping light, stepped forward step by step in the sky!

Walking among hundreds of Fate Immortal monsters, Ning Fan's energy circulated throughout his body, and every time he raised his hand, one of the Fate Immortal monsters would be torn into pieces by him.

In just ten breaths, these hundred-headed immortal monsters were all torn into pieces by Ning Fan. The essence of their flesh and blood was condensed into wine, and their souls were all taken away.

"waste!"

The young man in black robe seemed extremely displeased. He snorted angrily and waved his hand again. "Kill!"

This time, all the monsters except him rushed towards Ning Fan, including 14 Duzhen monsters.

There are 14 Duzhen monsters, 7 are in the early stage, 4 are in the middle stage, and 3 are in the late stage.

Nowadays, Ning Fan's cultivation is naturally not something that Ning Fan can handle alone.

"The soul that came to my door..."

Ning Fan waved his hand and sacrificed the ancient demon puppet. The puppet immediately grew in the wind and turned into a giant demon.

But when Ning Fan hooked the puppet string between his fingers, the ancient demon puppet immediately rushed into the monster army, tore each monster into pieces, and swallowed each soul into its belly for storage.

"She Kong Puppet! Not good!"

The young man in black robe suddenly changed his expression, turned around and ran away without saying a word.

The direction of his escape was towards the eighth floor portal, and he rushed directly into the eighth floor. His movements were very fast...

The other three intelligent monsters also looked frightened. They wanted to escape, but they had no time to escape and were killed by the ancient demon puppets.

Those monsters without intelligence still rushed towards the ancient demon puppet without fear of death. However, they could only be killed.

In just over ten breaths, all the monsters here have been slaughtered by the ancient demon puppet alone.

Ning Fan collected the flesh and blood of all the demon corpses here, with a cold light in his eyes, he jumped onto the shoulder of the ancient demon puppet. Under the control of the puppet string, the ancient demon puppet directly turned into a black light and flew into the teleportation gate of the teleportation platform.

As soon as he was teleported to the eighth floor, Ning Fan immediately emitted rain, and a drizzle began to fall between the sky and the earth.

After identifying a direction, Ning Fan drove the puppet and chased him quickly. That direction was exactly the direction in which the young man in black robe had escaped.

Sensing the pursuit of the escape light behind him, the young man in black robe was almost frightened to death.

Before, she wanted to savor the taste of Ning Fan's blood, but now she wished that Ning Fan would go far away and not get close to him.

"Damn it! A mere peak of the Ghost Mystery actually has a Shekong puppet! Are all the monks outside the God's Tomb so defiant?"

"But don't be afraid! My master is a demon lord on the eighth floor. He is a big figure in the early stage of Suinian. Not to mention the eighth floor, he is also a famous figure on the ninth floor. As long as you escape to my master

Dongfu, please ask my master to take action. Killing this person will be easy!"

The thought had just arisen in him, but in the next moment, his expression turned into horror and despair.

However, he saw that the ancient demon puppet chasing behind him was getting closer and closer, and finally took a step forward and crossed directly into his path.

The huge body is like a mountain, blocking the way forward and making it impossible to move forward.

"You seem to be very familiar with the eighth floor. It seems that if I kill you, I can directly obtain the map of this floor..."

Ning Fan said lightly and hooked the puppet thread between his fingers. Immediately, the ancient demon puppet directly raised its foot and stepped towards the black-robed young man.

The young man in black robe was so shocked that he opened his mouth and spat out a black magic sword, slashing in the direction where the ancient demon puppet stepped.

It's a pity that before the power of his magic sword was revealed, it was trampled to pieces by the ancient demon.
To be continued...