Chapter 1268

This team should come from a family. Ning fan is not polite and takes all their belongings away.

In the process of killing, Ning fan released the three parts. They used the law of nothingness to hide their breath, so that the old man would not find out. As for whether the old man can find out, Ning fan is not sure.

Even if we find Ning fan, we are not afraid, because there is a blood oath between them.

Ning fan's killing law can be shared with others, so as soon as they come out, they will fuse the blood fog power with a very fast speed, which is actually the power of killing.

After going out for a long time, Ning fan suddenly felt something in his heart. His Jin Fen took the lead in breaking through and entered the second level of shengzongjing. Then there are wood and water, one on the second floor and the other on the fourth floor.

Before water separation, the original three levels of state were maintained, but because the state was dissatisfied at that time, some time was delayed.

"It's better to separate. Together, it will affect the promotion." Ning fan made a judgment in his heart.

In ancient times, the battlefield was very large. The three parts kept a certain distance, and then they acted separately and acted as horns for each other. In this way, they could not only move independently, but also coordinate with each other. It can be said that it was very reasonable.

In addition, Ning fan also sensed that his Jinfen cultivation speed is the fastest here.

It may have something to do with the metal Lord's killing. It's a natural advantage, which can't be matched by other parts. But there are killing rules in other parts, and the speed of integration cultivation is not slow.

"I can't see that you have realized two principles. No wonder you don't care much about my proposal." The old man laughed.

"It's far from you." Ning fan smiles honestly.

The old man looked at him and said nothing more.

Keep on going. After half a day's work, a high mountain appeared in front of us, and there were more monks coming from all directions.

In ancient times, because the battlefield was extremely dangerous, those who dared to take risks here were all powerful, at least they were divine envoys. Those who came down here to be cannon fodder were not qualified, so they could hardly be seen.

Unless it's the king of Wu with a very special status and protected by a great monk, I dare not come in.

Generally speaking, there are more monks in the divine realm, and their number can not be underestimated.

No matter how many people there are, it doesn't have much effect on Ning fan. Now his speed is no less than that of monk Da Yuanman. He wants to escape, and almost no one can catch up with him. His only fear is the God King, but I don't know where the God kings have gone. I haven't met them since I came in.

Ning fan specifically asked the old guy, but the old guy was not very clear. He only knew that the king of God should not be bound here. He must be running somewhere and looking for opportunities there.

The place that can attract God King is certainly not simple, but suffering from no clue, Ning fan also gave up the idea of looking for it.

"The purple air is dense, and good things should come out of the mountains." Said the old man.

"It's strange that they all know this place. Is it an appointment?" Ning fan touched his nose.

The old guy looked at him speechlessly: "if I didn't know you were very cunning, I would treat you as an idiot. It's not the first time that the ancient battlefield has been opened. It's recorded over the years. You can follow the chart to find out what's going to happen. Don't underestimate some capable people and craftsmen. They can always think of ways. "

"Well, I've only focused on cultivation recently, and I haven't gone to inquire about the news. It seems necessary to inquire about it. Don't miss the chance." Ning Fan said thoughtfully.

"Cut, wait for you to inquire, cauliflower is cold, do you think I take you to run in this direction is to play?" The old man was dissatisfied.

Ning fan thought about it. He didn't care about the direction all the time. He only knew to go according to what the old guy said.

He said with a smile: "elder, I trust you. I know you have a better way."

This flattery is still in place, the old man's face immediately improved a lot.

Ning fan didn't know how the old guy knew. In a word, he was familiar with the road and soon came to a valley.

Good guy, the mouth of the valley is full of people. They are on guard against each other. Because there are too many people, they are afraid of each other, and no one is willing to take the initiative. After all, the most likely outcome of the two powers' struggle is to gain profits.

No one is willing to do the thing of letting others pick up the cheap.

All the teams here are capable of talking things, and all of them are mature. The really brainless people can't reach their level of cultivation. They talked and laughed as if they had a good relationship.

In essence, they are secretly forming gangs, and some even talk about benefits without disturbing them, so they almost fight.

When Ning fan and the old guy arrived, it was basically a scene that was calm on the surface but constantly moving in the dark.

The blood fog in the valley is even thicker, almost turning into liquid, and the thick smell of bloody killing is daunting.

Even some great friars frowned and thought about how to get down for a while.

The spirit of killing has a great influence on the ordinary monks. They have no ability to integrate the peaceful and the ordinary. They can only rely on pills to resist, and they can also use their own strength to resist, but the gain is not worth the loss, which will affect the combat effectiveness.

Along the way, Ning fan has integrated his divine power into seven or eight. Now he can see farther, especially when his divine sense can explore the bottom of the valley and find an ordinary green grass.

If it is really ordinary, he will not find it, because it is extremely unusual.

Ning fan saw, purple is sent out from its leaves, unexpectedly broke through the thick blood fog, straight up into the sky.

"It turns out that it's zhuxiancao, which can poison the king." The old man muttered to himself.

"What are they waiting for?" Ning fan asked.

The place where they stood was relatively high, and there was a distance from others. With the obstruction of blood fog, they could not hear what they said.

Others are trying to squeeze downward for fear that they will stay a little late. They go the opposite way. They stand high, not only unobtrusive, but also far sighted, because the view from high is better.

Ning fan quietly watched, and his Jin Fen body also came, directly sneaking into the valley with the help of the law of nothingness.

The dense and incomparable blood fog in the valley not only has no influence on him, but also makes him very excited, and his fusion speed is much faster. Jin Fenshen is especially suitable for this battlefield. It's like a fish in water.

"What is it?" The old guy squinted. He seemed to see something unusual.

Jin Fen's actions in the valley, even if there are no rules to cover up, can still cause blood fog fluctuations, because he can't always be invisible, sometimes need to distinguish the direction.

"Could it be a blood bug or something?" Ning fan touched his nose.

"Well! You think I can't even see the blood worm! " The old man disdains the tunnel.

Ning fan quickly changed the topic: "master, since you see it's zhuxiancao, are you waiting for it to mature?"

"Well, once it blooms, it can be picked." The old man nodded.