Grasping Evil

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As the saying goes, the wicked have their own grind. The pig face box spirit is not a good kind, but for Ning Fan, this is not a big problem.

Ning Fan had surrendered many servants, and they were basically villains. The big head of the scattered demon, the black luck black old man, the candle bow and bow spirit... Now, there is such a pig face box spirit.

He has a wealth of experience in dealing with villains, and he is nothing more than a combination of grace and power. === "Breaking the Sky Comics http://www.chuixue.me/cx16/" ===.

Wei, Ning Fan has already shown the pig face box spirit, at least on the surface, the pig face box spirit has been restrained.

Well, there is no need to rush for a while, the first task at this moment is to use the power of this pig face box spirit to get rid of the water ghost here.

Now, since the pig face is so tame, Ning Fan also took advantage of the situation and asked.

"Tell me, what can you do to deal with the water ghosts here?" The voice still carried a hint of coldness, which made the pig's face shudder.

He was severely injured by Ning Fan's finger sword, and almost died. At this moment, he was lucky to save his life, and the fear of Ning Fan has risen to an unprecedented level. In the face of Ning Fan, how dare he be disrespectful at all, and he is even more afraid of saying something wrong and angering this evil star again.

"Master doesn't know, although the water of Huangquan can nourish the ghosts, but the ghosts born in Huangquan have great weaknesses. Others don't know their weaknesses, but the villains who used to be the water army of Huangquan know it well! Those who trap and kill these water ghosts The villain knows at least ten kinds of methods, but it will take a lot of time. Of course, if the master just wants to enter this palace instead of killing all the ghosts, the villain has a more convenient way. If someone uses a small spell and gives an order, these water ghosts will retreat directly, not daring to stop the master's pace..."

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed.

With an order, many water ghosts retreated directly? He was also the Yellow Spring Water Army? What happened to this pig face before...

"Is this true? Can you really do this?"

"...How dare the villain deceive the master! Before the villain returns to the ruins, Huangquan Jiuyou is under the jurisdiction. He knows these water ghosts very well, and it will not be difficult to deal with them! Master, put this treasure box flat on the temple gate Outside, then back up a little and see how the villain scare away these water ghosts and smoothes the obstacles for the master to move forward!"

Pig face swore, and looked eager to prove himself.

He knew that he had offended Ning Fan. Although Ning Fan temporarily let him go, it was not safe. It was difficult to guarantee that Ning Fan would not settle accounts in the future. Only meritorious deeds make up for one or two,

Only in this way can the pig face have a sense of security. At this moment, in order to protect himself, I really wish I could use 12 points of strength to help Ning Fan.

"If you really have this ability, I'll have to wait and see."

Ning Fan was silent for a while, and finally acted according to his words, approaching the palace step by step. After ten steps away from the palace gate, Ning Fan did not move forward, but placed the jade box in his hand on the ground, and then stepped back slightly.

Seeing that Ning Fan had withdrawn enough distance, the pig face took a deep breath, and suddenly it turned into a blue light, flew out of the jade box, landed on the ground, and transformed into a wild boar spirit with a broad shoulder and a round waist.

This wild boar essence has black face and short hair, ears as big as a fan, but he is wearing a very coquettish red dress, wearing a black hat with gold leaves on both sides of the hat, just like a groom's dress.

If this groom's suit was worn on Ning Fan, it might still feel a bit romantic and unrestrained, but when worn on a pig's essence, it would be nondescript.

The dress on this pig essence is even more tacky. A golden belt is wrapped around his waist, and a circle of bright gold beads is hung around his neck. There are twenty beads in total, all of which are the size of goose eggs. On each finger, there is a jeweled wrench, inlaid with gems of various colors. With a grin, heh, it's still a mouthful of golden teeth...

slightly vulgar…

Ning Fan was slightly speechless. Just by looking at the clothes, you can tell that this product is also a top-quality product.

"Little man Zhu Er, see Master!" The wild boar spirit bowed to Ning Fan, not daring to raise his head too high, and he did not dare to mess up, obviously he was afraid of Ning Fan.

"Zhu Er is your real name?"

"Yes, yes, my name is Zhu Er. I can change my name or my surname!" Zhu Er's eyes were a little vacant, but he still insisted.

Ning Fan couldn't see that this pig essence was lying, and Zhu Er must be a pseudonym, but he didn't bother to ask too much. He was not interested in the real name of the pig essence, and only ordered it lightly.

"Then, you can start to disperse the water ghosts here."

"Uh, uh, uh... Master, can you disperse the sword qi in the villain's body first? It's terrible! The master's magical power is really terrible! Just a little sword qi left in the villain's body, even if the villain does his best. Unable to compete. With this sword energy interference, the villain's spiritual body can't be repaired. That, that... the villain has the confidence to drink these water ghosts with a single order, but there is a premise that he needs to use some kind of secret technique. The spiritual body is damaged, and the success rate of the secret technique is not high... Master, look..."

Zhu Er hesitantly pleaded, and rubbed his pork loin pitifully.

Because of Ning Fan's previous finger sword blow, the connection between Zhu Er's upper body and lower body was almost cut into two pieces by the waist, and there was only a very small trace left.

Speaking of which, Zhu Er's ability is not small, and the wound can be repaired by itself, which is not something that other artifact spirits can do. However, because the sword qi remaining in Ning Fan's body was rampant and rampant, this repair made no achievements, just repaired some, it would be destroyed by the sword qi, intermittently, endlessly...

Unless Ning Fan takes away the sword qi remaining in his body, Zhu Er will have a way to restore the integrity of his spiritual body, which is what he wants at this moment.

Ning Fan didn't say much, he just took a photo of Zhujing's body from the air, and immediately took out strands of white sword energy from it.

The pig essence was overjoyed, and as soon as the sword energy in his body was emptied, he immediately activated his supernatural powers, and the broken part of his spiritual body soon recovered to its original state with a sizzling sound.

"Hahaha, Second Grandpa, I've recovered!"

As soon as the pig essence was happy, he wanted to roar in triumph, but he realized that the words were wrong. Now it is not as good as before. In front of the new master, it is better to restrain some arrogance. So, halfway through the roar, I turned a corner and changed it to, "Oh, hehe, I, Zhu Xiaoer, have recovered, and finally I can make a contribution to my master in a prosperous state!"

The corners of Ning Fan's mouth twitched.

Fake, too fake... This kind of hypocrisy, this kind of serious nonsense, is just as good as Wu Laoba. It seems that Zhu Er is not really stupid, but just used to being arrogant. If he encounters an invincible enemy, he will definitely bend and stretch...

"Can you cast spells to drive away the water ghosts here? If I'm not mistaken, your spirit body doesn't seem to be able to leave this treasure box for too long..."

"Hey, the master has good eyesight, and he saw this at a glance! Looking at the monks that the villain has encountered in his life, the master's eyesight is the first!" Zhu Er pretended to be shocked, and flattered him.

"...How much eyesight do you need to see through this? Stop talking nonsense and get down to business!" Ning Fan said speechlessly.

"Yes!"

Zhu Er responded respectfully, but was secretly wondering in his heart.

Is it because he hasn't flattered for many years, and his craftsmanship is rusty? Otherwise, why his flattery couldn't impress Ning Fan even half a point...

It seems that I'm really used to being an uncle, and I'm not used to being a little brother again... Hey, it seems that I have to find a chance to practice this craft again.

Knowing that Ning Fan was in a hurry, Zhu Er naturally didn't dare to waste any more time. He pinched a finger with both hands, and chanted the formula in his mouth, and then the dead sea water at the bottom of the sea suddenly surged, and there were... water waves. !

The water wave was very slow at first, but it continued to accelerate as time went on. In the end, the water wave was so strong that it shook so that Ning Fan was a little unsteady.

Zhu Er, however, was always as steady as a mountain in the swaying water waves, standing still, only reciting words in his mouth and constantly casting spells. He is the body of an artifact, and there is no trace of cultivation on his body. However, the ability displayed at this moment makes Ning Fan dare not underestimate it.

Among the waves, a cyan light gradually appeared, and in the dim and dark seabed, this light appeared extremely dazzling, like the stars in the night sky.

The ray of light was very faint at first, and at a certain moment, a blue light suddenly swept across the place, and in the blue light, an incense case with melons and fruits appeared.

Zhu Er bowed three times towards the incense table, and recited words such as 'Three Pure Protection' and 'The disciple respectfully invites the saints to come'.

Hearing this, Ning Fan's first reaction was that Zhu Er was using spells such as summoning divine arts, inviting the powerful to come incarnate. Listening to the words, what you asked for was actually related to the holy word. Could it be that you are asking the saint to fail!

Is this possible?

In an illusory place like the Dream World, invite the legendary saint to come?

What would happen if a saint really came...

Or, asking the saints is just a slogan, a formula, that's all...

Ning Fan doesn't know the specific origin of Zhu Er, but based on the information obtained so far, this Zhu Er is at least a powerhouse in the real world, and even guarded the real Huangquan Jiuyou.

Such Zhu Er, what kind of effect does the spell that he is concentrating on at the moment have!

Here... what big change could happen!

Bang!

Just when Ning Fan's nerves were tense, the blue light around Zhu Er actually exploded.

After the explosion, the original incense case disappeared without a trace, and in its place was Zhu Er, who was quite embarrassed by the explosion of the blue light...

"Impossible, impossible! Could it be that my skills are unfamiliar, and I can fail to cast spells!" Zhu Er rubbed the smoldering mane on his head, his face full of disbelief.

Ning Fan was speechless again. It's hard to believe that he actually thought that there would be a saint coming, such a great enemy, and as a result, Zhu Er gave him such an explosion...

"Can you do it? If you can't disperse the water ghosts here, just say so!" Ning Fan said impatiently.

"Uh, this is just a small mistake, don't worry, master, it will be a success next time, for sure!"

After a stick of incense...

boom! explode!

An hour later...

boom! boom! Blow up and blow up!

Two hours later...

Three hours later...

Zhu Er has failed to cast spells dozens of times in succession, and the entire spiritual body was blown up, and there was a smell of burnt cooked.

Ning Fan sighed, he felt that he was a little stupid for giving Zhu Er a chance to try again and again...

If Ning Fan hadn't been able to see Zhu Er's very serious attitude in casting spells, he would almost have thought that Zhu Er was deliberately trying to find fault and failed to cast spells on purpose.

"Can you do it..." Ning Fan said after being silent for a long time.

"Master, give me one last chance, I will definitely do it!" Zhu Er said nervously.

"It really doesn't work. It's okay to kill all the water ghosts here by other methods! Your method didn't save me much time."

"Really the last time, give me one last chance, good master, my good master..."

"…the last time."

"Yes, the last time! The villain already understands why the spell casting failed. It's not because of me, but because of the changes in the world... So it is, so it is..."

Zhu Er called the incense case again, and once again made the place a great success.

The intensity of the blue light continued to rise, and gradually, it was about to exceed the critical point that the seawater could bear. Once exceeded, it will explode again!

But this time, Zhu Er suddenly changed after the intensity of the azure light reached the limit. With a change of fingertips, the azure light here suddenly began to shrink, began to condense, and gradually condensed into an incomparably huge cyan halo!

The halo continued to reveal a palpitating coercion, and immediately, from the halo stepped out of the figure of an old man who was trapped in the blue light, with his back to Zhu Er and Ning Fan, and the face of a secluded palace. The direction stands behind hands.

That huge green ring is clearly the ring of saints that only saints can have!

That old man possessed the terrifying coercion of a saint level, as if he could destroy the entire Illusory Dream Realm with just one thought, and the words he said made Ning Fan's expression change!

"The old man came here by God's will to do the thing of destroying the world! Blockers, kill without mercy! Haha, haha, hahaha!"

These words, this incomparable laughter, seemed to be addressed to the ghosts in the palace, and also seemed to be addressed to Ning Fan! The enormous coercion carried by that laughter reverberated in Ning Fan's ears, as if the sound of heaven and earth echoed! And every time it echoed, it would bring Ning Fan's sea of ​​​​knowledge with a severe pain that was about to shatter!

However, at this moment, Ning Fan could no longer care about the pain, and the whole person was completely shocked by the brief words of this mysterious saint.

Destroy the world!

This Zhu Er really had to invite a saint! Moreover, the sage invited has the intention of destroying the Illusory Dream Realm!

What a joke! Don't you want to disperse ghosts, why did it become... destroy the world!

Ning Fan's eyes instantly turned blood red, and there were countless guesses in his heart, and then a trace of regret! He shouldn't have given Zhu Er a chance to invite a saint, he shouldn't! This Zhu Er... Could it be that he is an enemy with a deep disguise!

The breath of this saint can't see the slightest falsehood, even if he swipes with the eyesight of the second realm of heaven and man, he can only see the truth!

This is a real saint!

If this sage is the enemy of Zidou Immortal Domain, and if it is Zhu Er's conspiracy to invite this sage, then today's events will most likely become the bane of the annihilation of the Illusory Dream Realm!

Moreover, this curse was only succeeded by his repeated connivance by Ning Fan!

In the fantasy world, can anyone compete with the third step saint!

In the wild disaster of that day, just a Yin Mo of the ancient overhaul level almost wiped out the many immortal emperors of the end of the fantasy world. If the sage-level enemy comes, then the forces of the Four Heavens and Nine Realms, the Heavenly Demon Realm, the Ancient Demon Realm, etc. will be united together, and I am afraid they will not be able to compete!

Can only helplessly... Destroyed!

If the Illusory Dream Realm is really destroyed because of this, then he Ning Fan is the headache sinner of the Illusory Dream Realm! Because this great enemy of the saint came under his connivance!

"Zhu Er! Give me an explanation!"

Ning Fan's killing intent surged wildly.

This world is the fantasy world created by Immortal Emperor Zidou; here is the last home that countless Zidou martyrs desperately guard; this is his home, where his close relatives and friends live!

He can forgive Zhu Er's verbal offense before, but if Zhu Er has the evil intention of destroying the world, it is another matter! Because this means putting his close relatives and friends in danger!

If this is the case, then Ning Fan is doing everything he can to make Zhu Er pay the price!

Ning Fan hadn't released this level of killing intent for many years, and the killing intent caused Zhu Er, who had been a little proud, to be stunned and inexplicable.

He finally succeeded in the operation, why is the master angry?

Could it be that the master misunderstood something? Misunderstood that he invited a real saint? Misunderstanding the saint he invited, really want to destroy the fantasy world?

"Master, calm down! You have misunderstood, misunderstood... This is not a real saint, it's just an illusion. If you don't believe me, I will let this 'sage' turn his head, and master will see that what the villain said is true..."

While Zhu Er explained, he manipulated the sage by reciting formulas. In an instant, the old sage, who was standing with his hands behind his back and looking at the sky, turned around.

What an old face it is.

However, that face actually looks the same as Ning Fan, it is exactly what Ning Fan looks like when he is old...

Ning Fan's eyes became slightly strange.

He didn't think that there would be saints in the real world who looked so similar to him.

He also didn't think that there would be any saint who came to be bored and turned into his appearance.

"Master, you have to believe me, this is not a real saint, this is just an empty shell, used to scare people. Coercion is real, but that coercion can't hurt people either, at most it can only bring people The pain in the sea of ​​knowledge will increase the confidence of others in this matter..."

"If the master doesn't believe it, you can approach and touch it. This saint is like a bubble, and it will shatter when you touch it..."

Ning Fan approached according to his words, and touched the saint who had the same appearance as him with three-point vigilance.

Afterwards, the saints, the ring of the beginning saint, the coercion of the sky, all burst like a bubble with a bang.

fake…

it's fake...

Mingming's breath, coercion, etc. are all done just like the real saints, but they are a useless shell that cracks when touched...

Ning Fan has never been so speechless at this moment since his cultivation.

He was so close to the enemy that he even thought about the ending of his death here, but Zhu Er told him that this sage's enemy was fake...

"This is illusion? What level of illusion..."

"High-grade Taixuan, an illusion that a true saint can use."

It's no wonder that even my eyesight can't see a trace of falsehood. It is actually a high-grade Taixuan illusion that can only be used by saints... It is estimated that when this technique is performed, few people in the entire fantasy world can see through the fake aura of that saint...

"...The illusion that only saints can use, how did you use them?"

"Haha, what I use is not complete, but only part of it. The person who taught me this technique is a real saint. The saint once said that in a complete state of this technique, a real saint can be transformed into a real saint to help the battle, but if it is incomplete , you can only transform its shape, not the reality. In short, you can only transform a saint to scare people, and it is not very useful..."

No, it's already a very scary use to be able to scare people, but the premise is... This falsehood should not be exposed.

If it wasn't for this saint having the exact same face as Ning Fan, and if Zhu Er reminded him in advance, Ning Fan would never have thought that this saint was a fake.

"Speaking of which, why do the illusions you use, the saints you conjure up have the same appearance as me..."

"If you don't have the same appearance as your old man, this technique will not be successful." Zhu Er said with a smile.

"What's the meaning?"

"In short, because the master is one of the few practitioners in the world today, this technique can imitate the image of the master and succeed."

"What does it have to do with me being a cultivator?" Ning Fan frowned and glanced at Zhu Er. He didn't seem to show his stubbornness in front of Zhu Er, but Zhu Er recognized it...

"because…"

Zhu Er opened his mouth to explain to Ning Fan, but suddenly his expression changed, showing a look of horror, his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't utter a word.

On the forehead, there is even a cold sweat!

It seems that in today's world, under the current Dao Law, once you open your mouth to say those taboos, there will be a catastrophe!

For a long time, for a long time... Zhu Ercai said sullenly and sadly, "I'm sorry, master, I can't tell the reason. Because... I can't speak!"

Can't speak!

Can't speak again!

Tu Huang also told a lot of secrets from the real world before, but those things did not appear unspeakable.

However, what Zhu Eryu wanted to tell was such an unbelievable situation...

In this way, not all things in the real world cannot be discussed. Some can be talked about, some... can't be touched at all!

"Forget it, it's fine if you can't say it. Let's change the question. Can't the saint you imagined be someone else's face? For example, a random stranger..."

"In the past, yes; now, no... Only practicing image can be used to perform this technique." Zhu Er sighed.

Ning Fan frowned, in his heart because of Zhu Er's words, there were countless speculations, but he could not get the slightest confirmation.

Too many great secrets of heaven and earth can't be touched, too many things... can't speak...

"Have you made me look like me?"

"Yes…"

"That's it... that's it."

"Master, allow me to rest for a while. Every time I use this technique successfully, it will cause a huge loss. If it is not completely rested, I cannot use it again."

"How long do you need to rest before you can perform surgery again?"

"Three...three hours, right?" Zhu Er said with a dry smile.

Ning Fan frowned, "Tell me the truth!"

"Three...three days."

"to be frank!"

"Three...three years."

"Give you one last chance... let's be honest!"

"Three million years... Using this technique once, the villain needs three million years to recover..." This time, it was the truth.

Ning Fan suddenly felt a headache, "Then you want me to wait here for you to rest for a while? You want me to wait for you here for three million years?"

"Damn the villain! The villain is afraid that if he tells the truth, the master will be angry..."

"If you go back in time, will your wear and tear disappear? Will you return to the prosperous state at the previous point in time?" Ning Fan asked after being silent for a while.

"Yes, there is another way! Master, quickly use the treasure box magical power to reverse the time! This way the villain can perform this technique again!"

"That's it... Prajna Paramita!"

Time returns to the original time point for the second time.

Except for Ning Fan and He Ling who can retain the memories before the time goes back, the rest of the living beings have lost their memories of this period of time.

Therefore, when Ning Fan appeared on the boat again, the words he heard were the same words that Tu Huang had said before.

In Tu Huang's eyes, at this moment Ning Fan has not yet entered Huangquan, but is planning to enter.

"...In this way, the time point of this place is located by this treasure box. If you really have an accident, you can also reverse the time and return to this place. But I want to remind you that the use of this treasure box is not free. The limitation is that in one day, you can only be reborn ten times, which means that you can only die ten times in the depths of this yellow spring at most. Remember?"

"Remember, but I have only eight opportunities left to go back in time." Ning Fan said speechlessly.

"What! You've died twice?"

"Well, that's right..."

The first time was the moment before Ning Fan's death, when he was passively going back in time, and the second time was when he used the treasure box on his own initiative. The situation was a little different, but Ning Fan didn't intend to explain more about these irrelevant details.

As before, Tu Huang asked him the same question and gave him the same warning.

After the conversation, Ning Fan jumped into the Yellow Spring Sea for the third time, and went all the way to the outside of the palace of a secluded palace.

Although it was a pity to waste one time going back in time, but Ning Fan would really rather go back in time after waiting for Zhu Er's skills to cool down for three million years.

Zhu Er once again emerged from the treasure box. This time, he performed the illusion very smoothly. With the previous successful experience, he transformed into a saint who looked like Ning Fan without failing.

There is no trace of illusion at all!

Seeing the saint transformed by this illusion again, Ning Fan still couldn't see any flaws in his breath, he could only feel the magic of this technique.

Even a cultivator of the second realm like him can't see through it, how many people in the world can see through this?

This illusion seems useless, but if used properly, it can be regarded as a means to frighten the enemy... The more advanced the old monster, the more afraid of existences such as saints...

Even the illusions that Ning Fan couldn't see through, and the ghosts with low intelligence in the palace, it was even more impossible to see through.

Zhu Er controlled the illusionist saint and stepped into the palace gate step by step. At the moment of stepping in, more than 700 ghosts were killed, but they were all under the third step of the illusionist saint. , If you are facing a great enemy, do not dare to resist.

At the moment when Zhu Er manipulated the sage to speak, all the water ghosts froze and became dazed.

"I am the head of the Nine Saints of Tianhe, and the order of Saint Tianpeng in command of the Nine Rivers. You wait for the guard of the first river to be transferred to the second river immediately, and listen to the dispatch of the saint of Tianren, there must be no mistake!"

"The canopy... the saint... obey... orders..."

The water ghosts looked bewildered, and with their extremely low intelligence, they couldn't understand Zhu Er's words at all.

But the word "order" is like an instinct carved into the soul, urging them to leave this abandoned palace that has been guarded for countless years.

Even when the enemy came, they would rather die than escape.

Even if they die, they will turn into water ghosts and continue to guard this abandoned palace!

Because the military orders are like mountains!

The military orders they had in the past were to defend the first Tianhe at all costs. But now, this military order has changed, because the head of the Nine Saints of the River has new requirements, they must move to the next day to transfer away!

Is the orderer in front of him really the saint of Tianpeng?

I don't know, I don't know... The voice of the sage Tianpeng is true, the pressure of this sage is also true, probably... The order is also true...

Where is the river the next day?

I don't know, I don't know...

Then look for it, look for it...because the military orders are like mountains.

One by one, the water ghosts swam out of the gate of a secluded palace, swam into the distance, and swam, one after another turned into light spots, disappearing into the sea...

Ning Fan was silent for a while, watching these water ghosts disappear. For some reason, the first thing he felt in his heart was not the joy of sweeping away obstacles, but an indescribable disappointment.

These water ghosts... are they the defenders who died here...

He died and turned into a ghost, but he still did not forget his duties, but he was a group of guards who were awe-inspiring...

As soon as the water ghosts dispersed, Zhu Er released the illusion, and the whole person seemed to have drained his strength, and flew back into the treasure box to rest.

Ning Fan picked up the treasure box from the ground and asked deeply about the pig face on the treasure box,

"Speaking of which... What does the sage of Tianpeng mean, and what does the military order mean? You borrowed the sage's coercion to give the orders to those water ghosts, shouldn't you just make up the order... Could it be true?"

"Ahaha, what is the master talking about? I don't understand why."

"Forget it, since you don't want to say more, I won't ask more. The things your former master wanted should be in this palace. You should rest first, you won't be needed for the time being."

Ning Fan put away the treasure box, then took out Emperor Tu's left eye, held it in his hand, and entered a secluded palace.

This is a palace that has been abandoned for many years. Apart from the long-extinguished lights, there are no extra decorations in the palace. In the center of the hall, there is a well…

As Ning Fan stepped into the palace, Tu Huang's left eye began to emit gleaming rays of light. Those rays of light were as light as smoke, and floated towards the well in the center of the palace.

Demons are good at setting the connection points of different spaces into the shape of a well, but the well in front of them is obviously not a space connection point, but has another purpose.

"What Emperor Tu wants is in this well..."

Ning Fan approached step by step, lowered his head, and looked into the well. Just as he bowed his head, an unimaginably hot breath suddenly erupted from the well!

At the moment when the heat wave swept through, Ning Fan seemed to have anticipated that he pulled away and retreated, and activated the Aegis Destroyer defense during the retreat.

However, even with the Aegis Destruction Shield, Ning Fan was still directly burned to fly ash under that scorching power!

Can't compete at all!

Not fire!

It's hotter than fire!

It's the sun! The number is huge enough to burn up the entire eastern sky of the polar sun!

Historically, the five supreme-level figures of the Dabe clan would enter this place at a specific time to collect the power of the extreme sun on the sea surface.

But the polar sun they collected was nothing more than a tiny shred of it wafting out of this well, so it was extremely satisfying.

However, compared with the polar suns in the wells, the polar suns they collected were too few and too few...

At this moment, the extreme sun that killed Ning Fan face to face was far from being comparable to the very few that escaped!

Not to mention Ning Fan, even a first-level Taoist Musong person who came here would definitely be killed by the extreme sun here!

This dry well... how can there be so much power of the extreme sun!

This dry well...is that what Tu Huang was looking for!

The third time back in time, back to the building ship.

What caught my ears were the words of Tu Huang's earnest admonition.

"...In this way, the time point of this place is located by this treasure box. If you really have an accident, you can also reverse the time and return to this place. But I want to remind you that the use of this treasure box is not free. The limitation is that in one day, you can only be reborn ten times, which means that you can only die ten times in the depths of this yellow spring at most. Remember?"

"Remember. But there are only seven opportunities left to turn back the clock today..."

"What! You have already died three times!" Tu Huang, who had been admonishing earnestly, was suddenly surprised.

"This time, I found what you were looking for. It's a dry well in a secluded palace, right? Is your purpose to collect the extreme sun in that well? I don't know where the dry well came from, but I can tell you clearly that this is the case. , absolutely impossible!"

Ning Fan said sternly.

Extreme Yang is a good thing, and it is an important material for quasi-sages to open their eyes, but it must be collected by life!

Judging from the power of the extreme sun that erupted before the dry well, not to mention him now, his mana has skyrocketed tenfold, a hundredfold! As long as you are attacked by the dry well once, you will still die!

Even if he could go back in time seven times, seventy times, seven hundred times, Ning Fan didn't think he had the ability to collect the terrifying sun in the dry well.

This is not something that a cultivator in the fantasy world can do!

Just like the giant bell of reincarnation that no one in the Northern Heaven Immortal Realm can hold, if you can't hold it, you just can't hold it! It's not that the cultivation base is insufficient, but the level is not enough!

The attack power of that dry well has definitely reached the third step!

If Tu Huang's goal is really to collect the extreme sun from the well, even if Ning Fan is willing to help Tu Huang, he can only apologize to Tu Huang.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but that he really can't do it... A non-sage, if you touch this well, you will die. This is the answer that Ning Fan got at the cost of one death! (To be continued.)