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The Jiuyou River is now extremely clear, and the sun is shining brightly in the distance. At this time, a pair of cloud-like wings behind a figure are flapping the air, and the soles of the feet are only ten centimeters away from the water surface. There is a trace of cold air on the handsome face. , this person is none other than Nie Fan who rushed out.

Strands of purple rhyme flowed on the purple clothes, a head of long black hair was scattered on his shoulders at this time, and black lights flickered in his deep eyes.

"Who are you?" A loud shout suddenly came from the crowd.

Now there are nearly a hundred people gathered here, the strongest ones have reached the eighth level of the Yang level, and the ones with the lowest cultivation levels are also the first level of the moon level, because star monks are not qualified to step here at all, and nearly 30 people here are all stepping in. The strong ones who have passed the Yang level, and the rest are almost all monks from the first to ninth level of the moon level.

At this time, the loud shout came from a young man wearing a blue Yuehua cotton shirt from the shore not far from Nie Fan. The young man's skull was quite large, and his eyes were piercing, but deep down there were twinkling lights. There was a hint of jealousy, and those eyes even glanced at Tayun behind Nie Fan from time to time.

Nie Fan didn't speak but looked at an old man on the hilltop in the distance. This old man had a strong aura. Nie Fan felt that this old man had the strongest aura among all the people here, and he was also the only one who had stepped into the eighth level of the Yang class. Today's Nie Fan is still unable to compete with the eighth level of the Yang level, but if Nie Fan can reach the peak of the third level with his Nine Nether Battle Body, he will be able to kill such a strong man. Now Nie Fan relies on the Nine Nether Battle Body and the powerful Martial skills can only be used against Yang-level fifth-layer monks, and when encountering monks who exceed Yang-level fifth-layer monks, Nie Fan can only run away.

Chichi Nie Fan's eyes overflowed with strands of black light, and hurricanes suddenly appeared around him without a sound.

"Boy, hand over the treasure you got in the Jiuyou River, and I will spare you." The young man who had spoken earlier was furious when he saw that Nie Fan ignored him, and his lips were a little blue. Angrily, he clenched his right fist even more tightly, as if preparing for Nie Fan to ignore him this time, and he was about to strike.

Nie Fan suddenly turned his head and looked directly at the young man who was about to take a step forward.

Hum, the young man's expression changed, and he even staggered and almost sat on the ground. At this moment, the young man seemed to see a huge ancient beast, and the depression surging from Nie Fan made him feel Seeing that his own blood had almost stagnated, this made him panic.

Nie Fan smiled inwardly.

The oppressive power of the Nine Nether Battle Body is not useless.

Nie Fan whispered in his heart, and at the same time stepped forward, stepping on the water pattern, wanting to leave here. After all, he has stayed here for nearly two months, and it is time for him to leave. Now the first thing Nie Fan wants to do when he goes out is to find a place To cross the tribulation, Nie Fan never thought that he would have to go through the tribulation of thunder when he cultivated the Nine Nether Battle Body.

Now that Nie Fan's Nine Nether Battle Body has reached the third level of minor success, once he passes through the thunder catastrophe, he can step into the master status. However, Nie Fan is enough to kill monks who are below the fifth level of Yang level with one hand. After all, once Nie Fan steps on Entering the fourth level of the Jiuyou Battle Body is equivalent to the existence of the first level of the division level, and it can be regarded as a strong person on the entire Qianlong Continent.

But it is not easy to advance the Jiuyou battle body. The Jiuyou Ghost Qi can not be seen everywhere. In the entire Qianlong Continent, Nie Fan only sees the Jiuyou Ghost Qi here. In other places, Nie Fan has never heard of the Nine Nether Ghost Qi. .

"Stop!" Just as Nie Fan was about to leave, another old man in the distance couldn't help it.

"What if I don't stop?" Nie Fan asked with a slight smile.

"Hehe, young man, it's normal to be young and energetic, but if you get used to being arrogant, you will suffer." Two cold lights flickered in the old man's eyes. He covered the sky with his hands in Jinbo country. Anyone who dared to object, even the most powerful Wild Wolf Corps in Jinbo Kingdom respected his words.

Now Nie Fan didn't give him face, but it made him feel an evil fire in his heart.

Nie Fan's expression turned and the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of disdain.

The old man is wearing a golden gauze robe, and there are strands of golden ripples on the shoulders of the cultivators. This is the symbol of the members of the Jinbo Kingdom Presbyterian Church. Jinbo Kingdom is a small kingdom attached to the Suzaku Empire, but there is also fierce competition inside. Now the old man's cultivation is already at the fourth level of the Yang level, but he has been unable to break through the fifth level of the Yang level. It is just like this that after so many years he has been running around trying to find the treasure that will continue his life, but he has not found it.

Now the Jiuyou River, which was as dark as ink, suddenly became so clear, and Nie Fan even rushed out of it. Presumably, Nie Fan must have got a lot of treasures. It is rumored that there are fascinating treasures in the Jiuyou River. Now Nie Fan Even if there is no baby, no one will believe it.

"Hand over the treasure you got in Jiuyou River and I will let you go."

The old man's voice was extremely cold, because he could tell that Nie Fan's aura was only at the fifth level of the moon level, and at the same time he was more puzzled why the monks at the fifth level of the one month level would rush out of the Jiuyou River. It's been a month and no one has ever gone in, but recently they saw Nie Fan rushing out of it, so why don't they be puzzled.

At this time, everyone looked at Nie Fan. If Nie Fan's aura was terrifying, they would never express their dissatisfaction, but Nie Fan's cultivation base is only at the fifth level of the moon level, and almost half of them surpass Nie Fan's here. Cultivation, so everyone's confidence has changed again, they seem to have forgotten the thunder disaster that appeared and disappeared before.

"Hand over the treasure you got." Immediately, another woman began to drink again.

Nie Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "I'm really sorry, I really can't hand over what I got." What Nie Fan said was also the truth, he couldn't hand over himself after he had achieved the Nine Nether Battle Body.

"Hmph, is that right, little moon-level fifth-layer monk, what right do you have to enjoy that kind of treasure, hand it over, or you will be embarrassed later." A young man let out a cold snort at this time, and at the same time, there was something in his eyes. Looking at the cloud-like wings behind Nie Fan with deep jealousy.

Flying martial arts is not something that everyone can possess. Flying into the sky is the dream of every monk. It is rumored that only by stepping on the peak of the teacher level and stepping into the legendary realm can one mobilize the power of heaven and earth to make oneself stand in the air.

But I don't know how many years I have rarely heard of people stepping into the legendary realm.

Nie Fan looked at the speaker with a slightly cold expression.

"Remember, you're just a piece of trash at the ninth level, so don't mess with me." Nie Fan's voice was tinged with cruelty.

The young man was taken aback but burst out laughing in an instant.

"Haha, you dare to say that I'm a waste." There was a lot of anger in this laughter, and even a trace of murderous intent. Obviously, this young man must be a genius in his kingdom, but now he is being killed by Nie. Fan scolded the trash, and suddenly roared with anger that he could no longer hold back.

"Death!" The young man shouted coldly. At the same time, he put his two fingers together and shot a bright finger directly at Nie Fan. They all set off tiny water waves.

Nie Fan's eyes narrowed slightly and he saw the palm slightly raised, a black glow flashed past, and patted the sharp finger in the eyes of many people who were puzzled and surprised.

"Hmph, are you bullying me, this time you are looking for the wrong person!"