C110 Devil Moon Pavilion

Seeing this, Ning Fan released the black ice once again. However, the speed at which he released it could not keep up with the speed at which the black ice melted.

Seeing this, Ning Fan started to sweat profusely. Given the high temperature in the outside world, even if the ice walls melted, he would probably melt as well.

At this time, Ning Fan's eyes turned cold, and in the next moment, he spread open his arms, a berserk aura erupted from his body.

When the Heavenly Flame Dragon Beast saw this, its face changed. This terrifying aura already made it feel a strong sense of life and death crisis, but it was already too late to dodge.

"Boom!" The nine bolts of lightning landed on the Heavenly Flame Dragon Beast's body, and in the next moment, all of the flames surrounding Ning Fan disappeared, while the Heavenly Flame Dragon Beast was already charred black, falling from the sky and about to fall into the lava. Seeing this, Ning Fan rushed over and kicked the Heavenly Flame Dragon Beast out of the lava, allowing it to land on the ground.

At the same time, the Heavenly Flame Dragon Beast's wings were already missing one, and the other one was also broken and broken, the blood and flesh all over her body turned up, and she could no longer find any place that was good. Ning Fan heaved a sigh of relief, landing beside the Heavenly Flame Dragon Beast and immediately consuming a Profound Recovering Pellet.

Just now when he used the nine heavens thunder movement, he had already drained most of his spirit energy.

"Eh, there seems to be something good up ahead!" At this time, a voice came out from behind the cultivators of Tianyi College, causing everyone to turn their heads.

At this moment, close to twenty black robed cultivators with crescent moons engraved on their clothes appeared before them.

At this time, a young cultivator from pseudo-Core spoke up, "The Grade Five Sect Devil Moon Pavilion has some affairs to attend to, so please leave quickly!"

Hearing the person in the lead say such a thing, everyone's expression changed. Grade Five Sect was no different from a colossus to them.

The eyes of the young cultivator from pseudo-Core lit up when she heard this and she said: "Wait, leave all of the storage bag on you and we'll let you go!"

Hearing this, the expressions of Liu Zheyan and the rest changed again, but at this time, a voice suddenly traveled through the ice wall and fell into everyone's ears, "Are your Grade Five Sect impressive?"

Saying that, a black robed masked man suddenly walked out from the ice wall. He was Ning Fan.

"Who are you? You dare to speak such arrogant words? Do you want to die?" The young cultivator from pseudo-Core looked at Ning Fan and said.

"Scram!" Ning Fan snorted coldly, and said with dense spirit force.

"Pretending to be ghosts!" The young pseudo-Core cultivator snorted, and actually took out a sawtoothed sword and rushed towards Ning Fan.

"Come on Brother Jin!" A cultivator of Devil Moon Pavilion saw the young man from pseudo-Core rush forward and shouted.

Seeing that, Yang Guang's eyes lit up, just now he had been a big help, and his performance was not good, but now he was slightly discouraged, and upon hearing Ning Fan's order for him to take action, the fighting intent in his body rose up once again. Raising his long spear, he aimed at Senior Jin and smashed down.

When Senior Jin saw this, a look of anger appeared on his face. This black-robed figure actually dared to look down on him in such a manner. He was willing to send a random individual to deal with him, and in a while, he would definitely show him how powerful he was.

At this time, Yang Guang's spear had already landed in front of Senior Jin. When Senior Jin saw this action, he immediately used his long sword to block.

"Clang!" A clear and melodious sound rang out, causing Senior Jin to feel his arm go numb from the impact of the spear. His figure took a step back, and in the next moment, his face turned solemn.

When the other cultivators of the Devil Moon Pavilion saw this scene, they were also shocked. They thought that Yang Guang was just a small fry, but they never thought that he would actually repel their clan's eleventh ranked Senior Brother Jin Nantian the moment he made a move.

Just then, Jin Nantian raised his sword horizontally and swept it towards Yang Guang, causing a black crescent shaped Sword Qi to shoot towards Yang Guang.

In the next moment, the image of a golden dragon seemed to appear on Yang Guang's spear. When the spear landed, a faint dragon cry sounded, directly scattering the black crescent moon.

Seeing that, Jin Nantian's face became gloomy, in the next moment, he raised his sword and slashed horizontally, consecutively for ten times, all that could be seen was a crescent shaped black sword qi that continued to attack Yang Guang. Seeing that, Yang Guang swept the spear with both of his hands, and all that could be seen were sword qi and Yang Guang's spear images that clashed together, and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that, Jin Nantian's face changed, and he anxiously used his sword to block.

"Clang!" Another crisp sound rang out.

Yang Guang's long spear struck against Jin Nantian's sword, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood, and he was pushed back continuously by Yang Guang.

"Hurry up and help!" At this time, Jin Nantian shouted to the nineteen Devil Moon Pavilion cultivators behind him.

These nineteen cultivators still had four pseudo-Core s and fifteen of them were at the ninth level of the True Liquid Realm.

"Whoever moves dies!" Ning Fan saw this and shouted coldly.

But how could the people of Devil Moon Pavilion listen to Ning Fan's words, they raised their weapons and continued to rush forward.

Seeing that, Ning Fan's gaze turned cold, and in the next moment, he stepped onto the ground. A streak of black ice extended out from beneath his feet and instantly arrived in front of the Devil Moon Pavilion Cultivators.

In the next moment, streams of profound ice spread out from the legs of the nineteen cultivators of Devil Moon Pavilion. In the next moment, all the nineteen cultivators of Devil Moon Pavilion revealed expressions of fear.

In a single breath's time, these nineteen Devil Moon Pavilion cultivators had turned into nineteen ice sculptures, unable to move at all.

Seeing that, Jin Nantian's face changed: No, that's impossible! As he spoke, he turned and fled.

Seeing that, Yang Guang wanted to chase after him, but Ning Fan extended out his right hand and formed a whip with his hand, in the next moment he swung it at Jin Nantian.

He had actually tied Jin Nantian up and pulled him back.

At this time, Jin Nantian's face was filled with fear and he said to Ning Fan: "No, you can't kill me, Devil Moon Pavilion won't let you off!"

Seeing this, Ning Fan lowered his head and looked at Jin Nantian. The white mask seemed to carry a mocking smile, in the next moment, Ning Fan flicked his finger at Jin Nantian, releasing the power of profound ice from his fingertips.

At this time, in a certain passage in the east gate, the expressions of three cultivators wearing black, crescent moons on their faces changed at the same time.

A woman with crescent patterns on her face spoke up, "Twenty soul tablets have shattered. Twenty of our disciples have died!"

"Yes, Xiao Yue. Of these twenty disciples, nineteen of their soul plates broke at the same time, which means that they died at the same time. The last one is Jin Nantian's soul plate, and it only shattered after a few breaths' time. "Looks like they're in big trouble." A two meter tall man with a red crescent moon tattoo on his forehead said.

"Let's go take a look." A very handsome man with red eyes said calmly.

"Yes, eldest senior brother!" The two men looked at the person in front of them with reverence as they replied in unison.