Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy First Return to the Original
() Holding the axe, the tree king flipped his right hand, and there was an extra black copper lamp in his hand.
At this moment, he was seriously injured, and it is not appropriate to fight Ning Fan directly, so as not to aggravate the injury, so he killed Ning Fan with a magic weapon.
The copper lamp body is in the shape of a tree, and seven copper lamp saucers are supported on the branches.
Of the seven lamps, only four still had a few drops of lamp oil in them, and the remaining three were empty.
Holding the Axe Tree King's magic power, among the four lamp saucers that still had lamp oil, the wick of the first lamp saucer immediately ignited a dark red flame.
"The first light, the red light, burn!"
Ning Fan's eyes fell on the dark red flames, and his face was instantly solemn.
At the moment when the copper lamp was lit, Ning Fan felt a sense of crisis without warning.
Without hesitation, he took a hundred steps back. Under the moonlight, Ning Fan was hunting in black, like a black butterfly flying in a hurry.
Just as he backed away, a huge crack suddenly opened where he was standing!
Hidden under that crack is the cave space that comes with the copper lamp!
A pair of giant hands suddenly emerged from the crack in the cave, tearing the crack open.
The cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and from the cracks, giant ghosts and ghosts with a height of thousands of meters come out.
One head, two heads and twenty-four heads.
There are a total of twenty-four giant ghosts, each with a peeping cultivation base, lined up above the night sky, ghostly and terrifying!
"This is a ghost technique!"
Ning Fan's eyes narrowed and he saw through the details of the copper lamp. He has cultivated demons for many years, and has heard of a lot of magic and secret techniques, as well as the technique of illuminating ghosts, but he has never seen it with his own eyes.
The giant ghost in front of you is not a real ghost, but a shadow illuminated by the lights!
The seven lamp discs of this copper lamp each contain a cave space that contains many ghost images.
These ghosts were made by secret techniques, and each ghost had to kill countless cultivators before they could be made.
After ghost refining,
Housed in a lamp dish, when the wick is lit. The ghosts will be reflected.
The lamp oil lit in the lamp saucer is the oil in the human body. Every drop of lamp oil will kill countless monks, and use the oil of the dead to refine it into lamp oil.
Each of these ghosts has a very strong cultivation base, and there is no entity. They are just shadows illuminated by the lights. As long as the lights do not go out, the ghosts will not perish.
There are only four lamp discs with lamp oil, and the first lamp disc is lit, and 24 ghosts are seen.
If you let the tree king with the axe continue to light the lamp. There will be more ghosts
Ning Fan's eyes sank. He suddenly raised his right hand. Point to the 24 giant ghosts above the night sky.
Although it is only a finger, it contains an unimaginable sword glow, which is the technique of the small void sword.
Above the dark night sky, millions of empty sword lights appeared in an instant. The night sky swept across like a rainbow.
Millions of sword lights swept away the ghosts, with the power to smash the void!
At this moment, Ning Fan's strength is fully open, and his cultivation base is close to Guiyuan Taixu. The small void sword displayed is enough to kill ordinary Taixu!
24 giant ghosts and ghosts, each of which is a peeping practice. In the eyes of Taixu cultivator, the peeping cultivator can be destroyed by raising his hand!
laugh! laugh! laugh!
The head-to-head peeping giant ghosts were smashed into pieces by the small void sword, and they all perished, but there was no trace of flesh and blood left.
The sword light dissipated. The night sky was filled with a very thick ghost, and the atmosphere was very strange.
The tree king holding the axe was startled, and then sneered, "What a powerful Void swordsmanship, but it's a pity. This swordsmanship is not powerful enough to kill the ghost of this king! This king's treasure, called the Seven Lives Lamp, is my ghost wood. The treasure of the family, the supernatural power is far beyond your imagination! Ning!"
Holding the axe and the tree king, he played a magic formula to the copper lamp in his palm. The light of the first lamp plate became brighter, and the ghostly energy permeating the night sky instantly re-condensed into a giant peeping ghost.
Ning Fan frowned, these ghosts were more difficult to kill than he thought.
At this time, the face of the tree king with the axe suddenly turned gray, and his vitality was constantly passing, his body seemed to be decaying, but his aura became more and more amazing.
It was an extremely vicissitudes of mana breath, as if the ages were flowing in its body.
That mana aura is by no means comparable to the mana of a sixty-year-old mana.
That is Yuanhui mana! One yuan will be 129600 years, it is 2160 Jiazi!
The breath of Yuanhui's mana is far heavier than Jiazi's mana, and the power of spells cast is far from comparable to Jiazi's mana.
Although Ning Fan in the past had also fought against Shattered Void, but limited to his cultivation, he had never had such a clear feeling about the rise of Yuanhui's mana.
Only by returning the mana armor to its origin can it break through the Void Shattering bottleneck!
Yuanhui and Jiazi are not different in quantity, but in quality!
"The second light, the green light, burn!"
The mana of the tree king holding the axe was merged into the second lamp saucer, and in the lamp saucer, the wick immediately ignited a blue flame.
At this moment, a second huge crack opened in the night sky, and 12 giant ghosts crawled out of the crack.
These 12 giant ghosts, all of them are asking false cultivation realm!
"kill him!"
Under the orders of the tree king holding the axe, 24 giant ghosts peeping and 12 giant ghosts asked, all smashed the sky and surrounded Ning Fan.
Ning Fan raised his finger and slashed out a small void sword. Millions of sword beams swept across, killing all 36 giant ghosts.
But as the lights flickered, the 36 giant ghosts reappeared in a flash, and they waved their fists again to attack Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's body was surrounded by sword lights of the void, and when he waved his hand, it was a million sword lights, which could easily shatter ghosts, but could not completely kill ghosts.
Although those ghosts couldn't be killed, they were not strong enough to hurt Ning Fanyi or two.
The tree king with the axe frowned, his eyes showing a bit of gloom.
His black hair turned white, and his face began to grow old. He just looked like a big man, and turned into an old man.
He paid a big price just to light the third lamp!
The seven lanterns of the ghost wood clan, the seven lanterns, the red lamp is the first lamp, and the green lamp is the second lamp.
With the cultivation of the tree king holding the axe, the fourth lamp can be lit at most, and starting from the third lamp, each lamp needs to pay a small price.
"The third lamp, the golden lamp, burn!"
With the lighting of the third lamp dish, a third crack in the cave cracked above the night sky, and 7 giant ghosts rushed out of the sky.
Seven rushing phantom giants joined the battle group, and Ning Fan's pressure immediately increased.
In the face of 36 giant ghosts peeking and asking, Ning Fan was still able to deal with it with ease.
Although these ghosts cannot be slashed, the fists and swords are fighting. Not to be injured.
But the situation began to change when the Seven Heads Chong Void Giant Ghost joined the battle group besieging Ning Fan.
After all, Ning Fan was only one person, but the other party was 43 giant ghosts that could not be killed.
Every time he made a shot, he only cut out millions of empty sword lights, he couldn't kill all the ghosts, and he had to spare his strength to block the giant ghost's attack.
The 36-headed peeping and questioning giant ghost used his body as a meat shield to resist all the sword lights of Ning Fan.
The seven rushing giant ghosts stepped on the stumps of the group of ghosts and threw their fists in unison, slamming into Ning Fan's chest.
boom! boom! boom!
With the strength of Ning Fan's physical body, if he was born with seven punches. There will inevitably be some injuries.
Fortunately, the moment of punching in the chest. Ning Fan's body turned into a black shadow and shattered. One scattered and one condensed, avoiding the seven punches.
Ning Fan's eyes sank, and the Seven Life Lamps of the Ghost Eye Clan were indeed a bit difficult to deal with.
This ignited the third lamp dish. It summoned the ghost of Chongxu that could not be killed.
And so on, the fourth light disc may be the ghost of Taixu
It seems that the tree king with the axe is unable to light the fifth, sixth and seventh lamp saucers.
If it can be ignited, I am afraid that these seven life lamps alone will be enough to summon Shattered Void Ghosts.
"It can't be delayed. If you let this person light the fourth lamp and a ghostly shadow appears, even if I have to back away from the edge, the only way to extinguish this ghost is perhaps the only way to burn the ghost, but if it is only the butterfly wing first. The three fanned illusory fires. I'm afraid it's still not enough to extinguish this ghost."
Ning Fan's mind was spinning, and he suddenly turned into a black shadow, avoiding the siege of many ghosts and flying towards the tree king with the axe.
The tree king holding the axe was slightly startled and turned into Ning Fan, who had broken ink shadows. It gave him a sense of crisis.
He secretly guessed that Ning Fan's incarnation was shattered and condensed, and he was going to use his powerful supernatural powers. His eyes froze, he bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and spewed several mouthfuls of blood at the Seven Lives Lamp.
After spewing out a few mouthfuls of blood essence, he, who had been seriously injured, became even more sluggish.
The blood was sprayed on the seven-life lamp and submerged into the lamp body.
In an instant, the fourth lamp dish was lit, igniting a black light.
"The fourth light, the black light, burn!"
At the moment when the fourth lamp was lit, a fourth crack in the cave suddenly opened in front of the tree king holding the axe, and four giant ghosts of Taixu crawled out of it.
The moment the four giant ghosts appeared, they immediately waved their fists at the scattered ink shadows.
Under the combined attack of the four Taixu attacks, the power is not inferior to that of Guiyuan's attack.
Even Ning Fan, who was in Mo Ying's state, didn't dare to accept the four ghost fists. Mo Ying hurriedly condensed and turned into the figure of a young man in black.
The tree king with the axe sneered, he had lit four lamps and summoned so many ghosts.
24 peeping emptiness, 12 asking emptiness, 7 rushing emptiness, 4 too emptiness.
There are a total of 47 phantom ghosts, and these ghosts cannot be killed. Any Guiyuan Taixu who is besieged by so many ghosts cannot escape death!
At this moment, the axe-wielding tree king did not doubt that the group of ghosts could kill Ning Fan.
The only thing he was worried about was that Ning Fan would get scared and run away after seeing the ghosts.
He secretly released his mana and used his palm-opening technique to block the entire sky of hundreds of thousands of miles, not giving Ning Fan a chance to escape.
"This child's supernatural powers are not small, but he can't help the ghosts of my ghost wood family, and he will surely die!"
"The ghosts obeyed and killed him!"
The 47 giant ghosts uttered thunderous roars.
The four-headed Taixu ghosts occupy all four sides and attack from all sides.
Thirty-six peeping ghosts asked the ghosts and bullied them without fear of death, creating a gap for the seven rushing ghosts to attack Ning Fan.
Under the siege of the group of ghosts, Ning Fan's ink shadow shattered and re-condensed again and again.
After the four-headed Taixu ghosts joined the battle circle, the scattered ink shadow alone was not enough to remove all the damage, and Ning Fan's body began to show injuries.
He summoned the armor of Yuan Lei, and with the help of the terrifying defense of the armor of Yuan Lei, it was able to offset the siege of the group of ghosts.
Although Yuan Lei's armor is already at the peak level of golden armor, it can defend against Guiyuan Taixu's attack, but cracks gradually appear under the attack of the group of ghosts.
The sky is locked on all sides, and there is no way to escape.
The four Taixu guarded all sides, unable to jump out of the battle circle of the ghosts.
Ning Fan took a deep breath, he knew that if he didn't use tough measures to really kill these ghosts, he would not be able to defeat the Axe Tree King.
Burning soldiers into fingers and the sun and moon tablet art are very powerful, but they are not magical powers that can kill ghosts.
The small void sword can cut the void, but the use of this technique on the void is obviously not as clever as the technique of burning the void.
In the end, can I still only cast the Void Burning Technique?
Ning Fan pointed out a million void sword shadows. After slightly repelling the group of ghosts, he suddenly steadied his footsteps, and black fire flashed in his eyes.
A huge black fire formation suddenly appeared under his feet, and countless black fire butterflies suddenly appeared above the night sky.
"The third fan is not enough to kill the ghost. The fourth fan, I don't know if it can be used."
Ning Fan wasn't sure to use the fourth incitement.
When he fought against Yun Daoku, he had not yet seen the void and was unable to perform the fourth fan of Butterfly Fire.
When he fought against the Bone Emperor, he had just glimpsed the virtual. It is also impossible to cast the fourth fan of Butterfly Fire.
Now he has questioned. The perception of the virtual is more profound. After using the two supernatural powers of incarnation and soul extraction, the cultivation base is infinitely close to returning to the origin of Taixu.
This kind of cultivation base uses the fourth fan of Butterfly Fire, and it should not be devoured by the Butterfly Fire to the extent of ashes, but most of them will suffer minor injuries.
"Guiyuan Taixu. As expected, with my supernatural powers, I can only kill Guiyuan Taixu with all my strength and serious injuries."
Ning Fan's eyes were determined, and he moved his fingers.
At this moment, millions of black fire butterflies burned the wings and condensed into a huge fire butterfly.
That fire butterfly is too huge, a pair of black fire butterfly wings is enough to cover the entire night sky!
At the moment when the fire butterfly appeared, the whole body of the tree king holding the axe could not stop shaking!
"What kind of spell is this! Why does it give me such a strong sense of crisis!"
After all, he is also a Guiyuan Taixu, and there are few opponents under the broken void.
He has also been attacked by the old monsters of Shattering the Void. But even in the face of the old monster of Shattering the Void, I have never felt such a huge sense of crisis.
He has returned to Yuan, and the gap with the Void Shattering cultivator is no longer a qualitative gap, but only the level of mana.
But he was aware of this black fire butterfly. But it is clearly a difference in quality and a difference in realm!
There are still flaws in this technique of burning the void, and it is not perfect. It is so, it is infinitely close to the immortal technique!
In the face of the technique of burning the void, even Yun Daoku was afraid, not to mention the axe-wielding tree king who returned to Yuan Taixu!
"Kill him, don't let him use this technique! Even if it is to destroy the ghost, kill him!" The tree king with the axe ordered nervously.
The self-destruction of ghosts is to let these ghosts explode, and use the power of self-explosion to seriously injure Ning Fan.
Ghosts cannot be killed by ordinary means, but if they explode themselves, they will still die.
If the tree king holding the axe wants to use the seven-life lamp in the future, he will need to kill and refine ghosts again.
The axe-wielding tree king felt a sense of mortal danger from the fire butterfly, and he would stop Ning Fan from performing the spell at all costs!
The 12 specter giants strode forward, and suddenly the ghosts spontaneously ignited and exploded in front of Ning Fan.
The six-headed phantom giants rushed towards Ning Fan without fear of death, and suddenly exploded.
The three rushing giant ghosts, with ghost fires burning all over their bodies, detonated in front of Ning Fan, and the three rushing to the virtual self-destructed even the Taixu cultivators would not dare to shake it!
The two Taixu giant ghosts had indifferent expressions, they suddenly choked around Ning Fan and exploded their ghosts.
boom! boom! boom!
Ning Fan was at the center of the self-destruction, and Mo Ying was blown away by the self-destruction of the group of ghosts.
Mo Ying condensed, Ning Fan was seriously injured and his breath was dying, but his eyes were as indifferent as stone, not fluctuated by all things.
If he decides to burn his wings to ashes, let no one put out his flame!
"Burning"
He said these two words lightly, his fingertips suddenly changed, and the huge fire butterfly covering the night sky immediately moved in the direction of the tree king holding the axe, and violently fanned the butterfly wings!
The first fan, the remaining 12 peeping giant ghosts turned into fly ash!
The second fan, the remaining 6 phantom giants turned into fly ash!
The third fan, the only remaining 4 rushing giant ghosts turned into fly ash!
Fourth fan!
Ning Fan felt that his body was about to collapse, and he was about to die in Diehuo.
The level of the technique of burning the void is too high, infinitely close to the immortal technique, and with his current cultivation, it is still not enough to perfectly display the fourth fan of the butterfly fire.
But he is not what he used to be, his cultivation base has improved, his perception of empty characters has improved, and he has even cultivated a small five-element body, which has a certain defense against fire.
Even if the Diehuo fourth fan is forcibly used, it will not be devoured by the Diehuo to the point of being wiped out.
All the internal organs are ignited, the celestial veins are burning, and the primordial spirit is burning!
Ning Fan's injury worsened, his face was extremely pale, but his eyes were fierce!
"Burn empty!"
At this moment, Ning Fan's whole body burned with black fire!
He cast Butterfly Fire to burn the enemy, and he himself fell into the fire!
At this moment, the giant butterfly fanned the butterfly wings for the fourth time, and an unimaginable power of virtual fire turned into black smoke and rolled towards the tree king holding the axe!
The two giant ghosts of Taixu who were guarding in front of him were directly instigated by the butterfly fire to fly to ashes!
The axe-wielding tree king of Guiyuan's cultivation base, under the fourth fan of Diehuo, didn't even have time to escape, and the old fleshly body turned into fly ash and dissipated in an instant!
If he is in full bloom, Shang Ke will be seriously injured and escape from Diehuo's attack.
However, he was seriously injured by Burning Bingcheng's fingers, and because of the forcible lighting of the four lamp dishes, he was severely injured, so how could he resist the power of Butterfly Fire?
In the screams, the primordial spirit holding the axe tree king was full of horror, rolled up the seven-life lamp, and fled after grabbing the road.
Although he is a ghost wood family, he is not a tree demon, but a wood-type demon cultivator of the human race, practicing tree magic.
At this moment, he was afraid!
In theory, no cultivator of Xuxu can defeat Guiyuan Taixu, and only one Jiazi Guiyuan is an insurmountable chasm.
But Ning Fan couldn't speculate with common sense, the tree king with the axe was frightened by the technique of burning the void. He had already seen that the technique of burning the void was a supernatural power that was infinitely close to the immortal technique!
"This technique is infinitely close to the Immortal Technique. If this child can perform this technique completely, even the Loose Immortals can fight!"
"This son is invincible, this king is not his opponent, he must escape!"
He fled in a hurry, but Ning Fan raised his hand and pointed to the space.
Just under one point, blood lines were scattered in the primordial spirit of the tree king, and it was fixed on the night sky.
"You can't escape!"
Ning Fan raised his hand and took a photo, took the Primordial Spirit of the Tree King into his hand, planted a secret restriction, sealed it, and temporarily stored it in a storage bag together with the Seven Destiny Lamp.
In the night sky in the distance, five sword spirits mobilized the sword silk and returned with a weak primordial spirit tied up.
That primordial spirit is the King of the Blowing Xun Tree!
Under the combined force of the five sword spirits, the King of the Blowing Xun Tree was also destroyed, but the fighting process was not easy.
The four sword spirits were all slightly injured, and the fifth sword spirit was covered in blood. The body of the sword spirit was extremely illusory and almost disappeared.
"Xiao Fanfan, hurry up and save Tongtong! Tongtong's injuries are too serious and she is about to die!"
The four sword spirit little girls looked at Ning Fan begging.
Especially the first sword, Ling Jingjing, looked at Ning Fan with tears in her eyes, not the slightest rebellious look from before.
It stands to reason that the strength of the five sword spirits is even higher than that of the Xun Tree King.
But the five little girls are too conceited and underestimate the enemy, especially Jingjing, who is even more pretentious as the eldest sister.
She didn't take the tree king seriously, and she was conspicuously plotted by the tree king and almost fell.
If it weren't for the critical moment, the fifth sword Lingtong helped her to block the next blow, and it would definitely not be Tongtong but her who was seriously injured.
"Tongtong, I'm sorry, don't die!" Jingjing thundered, and the other three little girls also burst into tears.
Tongtong's little face was very pale, and she couldn't stop her tears. She was in pain everywhere. She was so afraid of death, she didn't want to die.
Ning Fan took the primordial spirit of the King of the Blowing Xun Tree, sealed it, and put it in the storage bag.
He raised his palm, carefully held the severely injured Tongtong in his palm, and sighed softly.
"Don't worry, you are my sword spirit, I will not let you die."
Ning Fan was also seriously injured, but at this moment, he decided to heal the fifth sword spirit first.
No matter how badly he was injured, he could heal himself with the black star technique, but the fifth sword spirit's body was very fragile.
If you don't help this little girl heal, it won't be long before this little girl's spirit body dissipates.
(first update)