Peak Ancestor

However, at this moment, He San'er whispered: "It's Moyu Jiuqiu who ranks No. 7 on the list of saints,"

Hearing He San'er's exclamation, Qin Fan questioned, "Well, is he very strong?"

Hearing this, He San'er was puzzled, and said: "Haven't you heard of the name Moyu Jiuqiu? He is an existence that even the strongest in the realm of reverence refining will fear, and even the realm of reverence refining in the seventh realm I will never have a direct confrontation with him at will, "

Qin Fan shook his head when he heard the words, he has been here for too long, and he is not very well informed about outside news.

After finishing speaking, He San'er said again: "The sect where Moyu Jiuqiu belongs is called Demon God Sect, which is the sect of Demonic Dao, and the disciples in the sect practice Demonic Dao and Martial Arts."

"Furthermore, the martial art practiced by Moyu Jiuqiu is extremely unique. It is called 'Bamen Dunjia'. It specializes in the cultivation of the flesh body, and tempers the flesh body like a spirit treasure. It is invulnerable to swords, guns, water and fire,"

"In addition, people who practice this martial art will progress very slowly in their cultivation, but with every step up, their strength will skyrocket, which is extremely terrifying. With the help of the Eight Dunjia, he just managed to break out of the four states. With a certain reputation, he has defeated a few experts in the eighth-level refinement realm, and now we are in this small world that suppresses strength, and no one dares to underestimate his existence."

Hearing this, Qin Fan asked, "Bamen Dunjia is a body-refining martial art."

He San'er heard the words and said cautiously: "It is said that Bamen Dunjia is a body-refining martial art that surpasses the heavenly ranks. It is also because of this reason that his attack power is strong. Moreover, this person is a genius in heaven, and his consciousness is extremely firm. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to endure the terrifying pain of body training.”

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Suddenly, the sound of footsteps stopped, and a young figure appeared in the line of sight of the two of them. The man was neither tall nor short, with a slender body. From the point of view of his body shape alone, he was even a little thin. He just caught the eyes of Qin Fan and He San'er middle.

At this time, the young man looked at He San'er coldly, and asked: "He San'er, you want to stop me,"

"Haha," hearing this, He San'er laughed and said, "How dare I stop your grand master, it happens that there are nine doors here, let's take three doors each."

"Well," Mo Yu Jiuqiu's eyes fell on Qin Fan suddenly, and he asked, "Why, He San'er, he is also qualified."

Hearing this, He San'er shook his head, nodded again, and said, "Don't underestimate him, his sword intent is very powerful, just now he fought with me, and there was no winner."

Moyu Jiuqiu was a little surprised and said: "Oh, that's some qualifications."

After all, Mo Yu Jiuqiu would not underestimate the master who can make He San'er look up to him.

"Okay, let's keep the water in the well, otherwise I, He San'er, won't be afraid of anyone,"

While speaking, He San'er walked towards the middle door, and Mo Yu Jiuqiu walked towards the left door.

Qin Fan didn't care which door he chose, anyway, before he opened it, who knew what was inside.

"what,"

Over there, He San'er gave a light snort.

Before the door, an invisible barrier blocked him, making it impossible for him to open the door.

"Hmph, break it for me,"

Immediately afterwards, He San'er punched out, and the domineering punch was condensed into a shape, and it hit the invisible barrier, but the barrier was not broken, and ripples appeared everywhere.

bang bang bang ......

He San'er didn't believe in evil at this time, and the innate power of cultivating respect was surging all over his body, and he threw dozens of punches in a row.

The invisible barrier vibrated violently and twisted rapidly, showing signs of breaking.

Afterwards, He San'er threw several punches, smashing the barrier in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Mo Yu Jiuqiu sneered, slowly stretched out his smooth jade-like palm, clenched his fist, and the power of innate alchemy did not radiate even a single bit, and directly blasted on the invisible barrier.

"Boom,"

Then, there was a bang sound, and the invisible barrier went down. Before it bounced up, Moyu Jiuqiu was hit by the second punch, the third punch, and the fourth punch. Moyu Jiuqiu clasped the layer with both hands , torn on both sides.

The invisible barrier was forcibly torn apart by Moyu Jiuqiu, and even Qin Fan was shocked by the huge power, secretly thinking that he was not as good as him.

After Qin Fan waited for the two of them to enter the door, he took out the dragon-slaying sword, and the static power of purple surged wildly, hitting the same point with several swords in a row, the invisible barrier was broken down, and disappeared invisible.

At this time, Qin Fan held the sword in his right hand, opened the door, and walked in.

There is nothing in the room, only a black coffin placed in the middle.

"Well, here is the tomb,"

Qin Fan had a bad idea, because the coffin gave Qin Fan a strange feeling, as if there was something terrible inside.

However, at this moment, a roar came from He San'er's room.

Immediately afterwards, the earth-shattering fighting sound shook the room and the hall.

crunch.

Suddenly, the thick coffin lid suddenly moved aside a bit, revealing a crack.

Among them, two beams of green light shot out, like ghosts.

Seeing this, Qin Fan frowned secretly. The two beams of green light felt too evil, full of malice and cruelty.

Moreover, with paralyzing power, his hands are soft and his feet are soft. However, Qin Fan is a person who comprehends the meaning of the sword, evil will not invade, and he will kill nothingness.

"Hmph," Qin Fan snorted coldly, cutting off the connection with the green light.

Immediately afterwards, the coffin lid flew up, and a figure inside stood up.

"Hmph, die," Qin Fan slashed out with his sword.

Sparks splashed in all directions, and this fierce sword couldn't split the opponent's body.

"Ow,"

The black figure screamed like a howling wolf, flicked his knees, and rushed towards Qin Fan as fast as lightning. His arms stretched out straight out. The room was very dark and there was no light source.

Qin Fan still managed to capture the opponent's appearance and body shape with his strong spiritual power, which was fine, but he was startled when he saw it. This is not a human being, but a corpse puppet.

The shriveled skin of the corpse puppet was wrinkled, with a metallic luster, and a pair of green eyes had lost human emotion.

At this time, there are only cruelty, weirdness, bloodthirsty, cruelty, and all evil things in the world can be seen in it.

Although the movement of the corpse puppet was a little stiff, its speed was quite fast.

Immediately, Qin Fan's body tilted slightly to the side and moved several meters away, avoiding the attack of the corpse puppet.

In an instant, the solid wall was pierced and torn, the corpse puppet tilted its head, and its evil green eyes locked onto Qin Fan firmly.

Qin Fan was naturally unceremonious at this time, he swung the dragon-slaying sword repeatedly, and two sharp blood-colored sword lights burst out, one left and one right hitting the eyes of the corpse puppet.

Ever since Qin Fan comprehended the ancient sword intent in Dragon Slaying Sword, his attack speed and destructive power have risen sharply, which is not inferior to those in the Realm of Refining Venerable who suppressed their strength.

After all, the corpse puppet is amazing, it can still respond in a very short time,