Chapter 991: Northern Immortal

　　Zhou Ran was too lazy to ignore Aotian's arrogant words.
　　Since this guy is already in his sword world, his life is under his control.
　　 The finger moved lightly, and the nine-handed spirit sword went towards Aotian, and the sword patriarch, thus died in his own hands.
　　Zhou Ran returned the nine-handed spirit sword to the Qiankun ring, and the surrounding scene changed again.
　　 is no longer the sword realm, but the mountainside of Longyin Mountain, the location of the altar of Jianzong sword sacrifice.
　　The sword festival changed drastically. Those guests who had come to observe the ceremony had already fled, and even dozens of Jianzongmen who had been together with Aotian were missing.
　　 was empty around him, Zhou Ran looked at the sky too late, too lazy to stay here for a long time.
　　 Sect Sect Master is dead, Jian Zong's vitality is badly hurt, I believe it will not cause trouble for the time being.
　　The thing to do is to retrieve the center of Shura Pillar and stabilize the turbid breath, but he has no extra time to entangle with Jianzong.
　　 was about to leave, but Zhou Ran's ear suddenly blew a gust of wind.
　　 The sound of wind is mixed with powerful real elements, which makes Zhou Ran's face sink.
　　 This guy is a first-class strong, and his strength cannot be described by words.
　　Zhou Ran stood still and listened to the wind silently.
　　 After a while, the wind stopped.
　　 In front of Zhou Ran, a man appeared. This man Zhou Ran had seen, and was the one he met outside of Jiuqu City.
　　 was killed by himself at the time, but it was just a man's avatar, but the one in front of him was the body.
　　 The other party will use the Five Elements Sword Technique. If he guesses right, this person is the apprentice of the North Dome Immortal and finally betrayed the North Dome Immortal.
　　 "Who are you?" Zhou Ran asked coldly.
　　 "Who am I?" The man looked very proud. "Ten years have passed, I have forgotten my name. If I have to trace it back, my name should be Beiming!"
　　 "Bei Ming?" Zhou Ran had never heard of this name. "Are you an apprentice of the North Dome Fairy?"
　　Zhou Ran mentioned the North Dome Immortal again, but Bei Ming's reaction was quite intense.
　　 "The old stubborn old man, don't compare it with me! The same is the ancient immortal, I am still alive, but he has already collapsed!"
　　 "Ancient fairy?"
　　 Zhou Ran frowned, and it seemed that Beiming, Donghua Fairy, and Antarctic Fairy were not the characters of the same era.
　　 Now that the conversation box has been opened, Beiming begins to speak incessantly.
　　 "The cultivation of the strong, even if it enters the realm of Yuanying, has only increased the lifespan of hundreds of years! The feathering of the strong can only survive for thousands of years. It is said that the realm of immortals can obtain eternal life, but this is not the case."
　　 "Eternal life was originally a violation of the law! Even if the strong man of the fairy realm can make the flesh undead, the Yuanshen will gradually decay and collapse."
　　 "In order to continue to live, the strong fairy must wash the Yuanshen! And the material for washing the Yuanshen is the soul of the living!"
　　 "The North Dome Fairy is pedantic, and he can't bear to hurt the innocent, his Yuanshen gradually collapses! But I am different. For the strong, the other people are just ants, why not allow the ants to continue their lives for the fairy?"
　　 "For thousands of years, countless souls have merged with my primordial spirit, and they have become a part of my primordial spirit, thus obtaining eternal life!"
"It is for this purpose to control Jianzong from the back! The Jianzongmen drove me to collect souls, and the sword sacrifice was also designed for this! After so many years of painstaking management, my Yuanshen has been renewed today! Zhou Ran, to celebrate me Beiming is reborn, I will kill you!"
　　 Beiming became more and more mad, and could no longer help himself.
　　 slowly lifted his hands up, a gust of wind struck Zhou Ran.
　　 The opponent is a strong man in the fairy realm. It is completely different from the opponent he has encountered before. Zhou Ran does not dare to neglect. He holds the jade blood sword and resists the attack of Beiming.
　　The violent wind hit the blade of Yuxuejian. Due to the fierce force, Zhou Ran was ejected tens of meters away.
　　 Beiming will not let go of Zhou Ran, yet another violent wind suddenly rises, with a momentum like breaking bamboo, intending to devour Zhou Ran.
　　Zhou Ran casts his body and avoids the attack of the wind.
　　The next second, Zhou Ran began to fight back, but he did not use the moves he was good at, but the five-element swordsmanship first-class gold style.
　　 A golden ripple went towards Beiming.
　　 Beiming does not shy away, Wuxing Jianju has been practicing for ten thousand years, how can he be afraid of Zhou Ran's sword front?
　　Golden ripples hit Beiming's body and suddenly became invisible. Beiming's body did not have any scars.
　　 "A dead man's moves can't beat me." Beiming sneered.
　　 "You are wrong!" Zhou Ran retorted, "The North Dome Immortal did not die, I got the inheritance of the North Dome Immortal, the current immortal Donghua, and the North Dome Immortal are also friends!"
　　 "That's nothing more than a disguise! Really alive, it is the body and the primordial spirit, not living by a ray of primordial spirit!"
　　 Beiming didn't take Zhou Ran's words into his eyes at all, he was very different from Zhou Ran's world view.
　　Zhou Ran knew that this guy could not communicate, and since that was the case, he was too lazy to talk nonsense.
　　 The endless stream of truth is injected into the jade blood sword, which sparkles and makes people shudder.
　　This is Zhou Ran's best effort~EbookFREE.me~ In the sword world, Zhou Ran uses less than 50% of his power.
　　 Seeing Beiming, he also pulled out his sword.
　　 The gusty wind attack is nothing more than a small trial of the sword. Since Zhou Ran chose to fight with swords, he knows the sword art very well, and naturally will not fear Zhou Ran.
　　The two men were struggling, and a black figure suddenly appeared beside them.
　　 Beiming saw the figure, and then no longer poses an attack, but said: "Lord of the Breath, what are you doing?"
　　The main word of turbid breath: "I am here to help you! Do you want to kill Zhou Ran?"
Bei Ming snorted coldly and said, "I'm enough to kill Zhou Ran! I am the Master of the Breath of Breath, I control the Sword Sect, collect the soul, and you know it. For your use. For this, I opened my eyes and closed my eyes without saying anything. Now that my primordial spirit has recovered, if you still want to hold the sword sect, don’t blame me for turning my head away!

　　 The Northern Ming Dynasty was fierce, but the Master of the Breathing Breath was ignored.
"Beijing Immortal, you are an immortal strongman, and I am also an immortal strongman. If you don't want to lose both sides, you can fight with me! If your primordial spirit is injured by that time, you can't help any more souls You fix it!"
　　The words of the Master of Breath Breath silenced Beiming.
　　 The battle between the powerful elves is completely different from that of other powerful men.
　　 If it is really time to consume the primitive spirit, I am afraid that no one can please. .
　　 "Since this is the case, kill Zhou Ran first, and then think long!"
　　 Beiming compromised and looked at Zhou Ran again, but Zhou Ran was gone.