"It's better to protect the soul first. We'll talk about other things when we have time.”
Ah Cha stared blankly at the Palm Underworld Tower. A trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes.
This tower was an imperial weapon used to suppress the Nine Levels of Underground, and it had always been personally controlled by the Emperor of the Dead.
As the name suggested, the underworld ruler was in charge of the underworld.
A hundred years ago, the Emperor of the Dead disappeared for some unknown reason, and even the Dark Sovereign Pagoda disappeared.
Yin Si sent out a large number of messengers of death to search for them, but to no avail.
But who would have thought that after a hundred years, they would actually see this supreme treasure appear again.
However, why did it end up in Ning Fan's hands and how did it successfully become his master?
Ah Cha and Ning Fan had known each other for a long time, but they were not friends yet.
It was impossible for her to believe Ning Fan's words without any scruples.
Moreover, the appearance of the Underworld Sovereign Tower in the Yang Realm was an extremely suspicious matter.
But…
"I'll believe you this time."
Ah Cha turned into a black light and disappeared into the tower.
At that moment, the window on the top floor flashed with a green light. A black eye was branded on the window.
" This is…a heaven and earth spiritual artifact?!"
Li Futai, who was at the front of the crowd, widened his eyes again as if he had been struck by lightning.
Its shape follows the mind, its power covers the nine heavens, its power presses the four directions, its light is as bright as an immortal.
Almost all the descriptions matched.
He had seen something similar in the Dao scroll. It was a top-grade immortal treasure that could not be found in ten thousand years before the Age of Chaos.
This item was born between heaven and earth and had a weapon spirit. It could not be controlled by anyone other than a divine being.
In ancient times, there were great craftsmen who imitated its shape to make magic tools, but its power was only a drop in the ocean.
Even so, this kind of magic tool was highly sought after by cultivators and was regarded as a must-have for cultivators.
Ning Fan was actually in control of an innate spirit weapon. Wasn't he an immortal in the mortal world?
"Master, what is a connate spirit weapon?”
Li Futai finally encountered a question that he could answer. He immediately put on an expert's attitude."Have you heard of the Xuanyuan Sword? Have you heard of the Fuxi Zither? There was also the Nuwa Stone and the Kongtong Mirror. These were all connate spirit weapons.”
The reporters at the back started discussing.
"Isn't that from a fairy tale? Does it really exist in reality?"
"There are ghosts in myths and legends. Didn't you see them today?”
"That's true…"
At this moment, Ding Xiong squeezed through the crowd and looked at Wu Zong.""Leader, I just received a call from the capital. Someone wants to see Ning Fan.”
"What is it? The Imperial Capital?"
Wu Zong's heart skipped a beat.”
"The other party said to do it as soon as possible."
"How about this, after Master Ning has subdued this evil spirit, I'll immediately arrange for a private plane to escort him.”
Ding Xiong nodded and immediately squeezed out of the crowd with his phone in hand. He went to the back to answer the call.
Clang--
At this moment, a huge black vortex appeared in the sky.
Tai Sui, who had been sent flying by the dragon, swooped down and stomped on a residential building.
Its eyes became extremely vigilant. It looked at Ning Fan who was covered in evil spirits without saying a word.
"True Monarch?"
Ning Fan was slightly stunned.”
Grand Duke's eyes flashed with bewilderment."You're not a True Lord?"
"Mushrooms are fungi. I'm a mammal.”
"Since he's not a True Lord, how can he wake up the evil dragon guarding Helplessness?!”
Ning Fan slightly raised his eyebrows. He thought to himself that the Great Dragon was actually the divine beast guarding the Bridge of Helplessness.
Although he was burdened with evil spirits, he really did not understand any of them.
Other than the Scarlet Ghost and the Green Ghost that he often commanded, the others were basically unfamiliar.
"Are you trying to scare me?"
"I don't care what you're talking about, you're going to die today.”
Ning Fan shook his hand in the air. Zhong Kui, who was holding a sword, immediately attached himself to his body.
The iron sword condensed from the baleful aura fell into his palm with a clang, and the blade flashed with a silver light.
The Grand Duke flew into a rage." Brat, you're boasting shamelessly. I'll make sure you never reincarnate."”
Buzz!
The surging baleful aura kept rolling and enveloping the surroundings.
Tai Sui waved his six arms and suddenly pounced over. The Five Turbid Qi on his fingertips condensed into a horned dragon and sealed off all directions.
Ning Fan immediately brandished his sword. The blade of the sword collided with the ghost hand, causing intense tremors.
The powerful aftershock from the sky kept falling, instantly making the people present feel a little suffocated.
A sinister glint flashed across Tai Sui's eyes. While his two front arms were restraining the sword, the four arms behind him attacked at the same time.
There was an old saying in the world of the living that was right. It was hard for two fists to fight against four hands, not to mention that he had six hands now.
However, a second later, Tai Sui realized that he was wrong.
With a sharp sound, a sword light slashed down from Ning Fan's hand and fell on Tai Sui's right shoulder.
Thick black smoke immediately seeped out, mixed with sharp cries of pain.
Tai Sui's third right arm was cut off from the root and turned into ashes. The other three arms were also affected and immediately stopped in the air.
"Sword…what sword is it?"
Tai Sui's face was filled with panic as he couldn't help but retreat a hundred steps.
His soul had been cleansed by the power of the Blood Moon. Not to mention a magic tool, even the Soul Striking Whip would not be able to hurt him in the slightest.
But what was going on with this person in front of him?
How could he have taken his third arm with a single strike?
"The name of the sword is…Kill You Three Thousand.”
Ning Fan raised his sword and stepped forward. When he leaped forward, he swung his sword again.
Although the Grand Duke was a ferocious creature with endless hostility, he was not brainless.
One of his arms had already been cut off, so how could he still dare to face the blade head-on?
Thus, it immediately concealed itself within the baleful aura, and its figure turned into a ball of black fog as it soared into the sky.
Ning Fan kept his sword and landed on the ground. He then made a finger mark and shouted angrily.
"Great Dragon!"
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