When Du Fan looked at Yan Beigui and others, the past scenes reappeared in his mind. After many years, many things may have changed, but some things remained and have not been erased by the years.

Du Fan's eyes gradually became brighter. No matter what the truth is, since he is not clear at the moment, then everything follows his original intention. As for what the future is, let it leave it to his future self.

"Senior brother, I am still me, the youngest brother who is protected by you, I did not disappoint you, and I hope you will not disappoint me." Du Fan spoke and returned northward, and the monk Hua and others bowed their fists.

Witnessing this scene, a trace of haze flashed deep in the eyes of the Fifth Ancestor Nangong's eyes, but it quickly recovered as usual.

Du Fan looked at the fifth ancestor of Nangong, a thousand feet away, and smiled and said, "I have to say that you are the one who talks the most nonsense among the ancestors I have ever seen. But there is one thing you are right. There is no deep hatred between us, let alone enemies. But I have come here. If I just leave like this, it would be a bit boring. Why not bet on you and me and add some more lottery?"

"What does Fellow Daoist Du mean?" Nangong Wuzu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's very simple. I have a scripture, and you must be very interested. Similarly, the family also has something that I am interested in. We might as well use these two things as the first battle, and win or lose, and get the genus."

The corners of Nangong Wuzu's mouth trembled, and he said with a smile: "If I guessed correctly, fellow Daoist Du should have the idea of ​​the origin of the fire in this clan, but I really can't guess. What earth-shaking scriptures can you have that can be compared with the origin of the fire attributes of the clan in terms of value. Don't tell me, the scriptures you are talking about are the Danhai Sutra and the Lingshu Sutra?"

"Langhuan's Internal Classic." Du Fan only said these four words.

"Langhuan Internal Classic! Lawless self-created method of practice! You have obtained it by you!? How is this possible? Many great people searched all over the sky and the earth but failed, and there were many upper realms among them..." Nangong's fifth ancestor suddenly changed his expression, and he showed a shocked look. With excitement, he almost blurted out some shocking secrets, but it ended abruptly at the critical moment.

Du Fan's heart moved, but he didn't show anything. He just asked calmly: "Your Excellency, what is the origin of the fire of the Langhuan Neijing compared to the Gui family?"

"What you are talking about is the complete Langhuan Internal Classic?" Although Nangong Wuzu's eyes were hot, he calmed down a lot.

"What's wrong with borrowing you to see?" Du Fan waved his sleeves, and a golden light soared into the sky, quickly covering the sky, small ancient Chinese texts arranged in a row, with the sound of the Sanskrit, the road resonated, auspicious beasts appeared, colorful clouds swelled, like the grand scene of the fairy world manifesting itself in the world.

"Danhai, Lingshu, form and spirit, Wuliang, Daowen..." Nangong Fifth Ancestor was extremely excited, looked at Gao Tian, ​​trembling voice, and said five names in a row.

"Bang!" At this moment, the scriptures all over the sky exploded and turned into endless light and rained down.

With golden light, in the endless rain of light, one big flag after another flashed and disappeared in the void, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged wildly, Taoist woven, runes were everywhere, and soon a huge magic circle outlined.

This set of formation flags is the mountain protection formation that Du Fan got from the Dongfang family. It erased the marks in it and could be used by me after some refining. At this moment, he sacrificed it out, blocking a space, cutting off the external energy, and forming a world of its own.

The fifth ancestor of Nangong looked stunned, then he was shocked and angry and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Du, what do you mean?"

"Chi!" The answer to him was a blood-colored moon, with a diameter of three thousand feet, shattering the void, and blood mist filled the sky, carrying all kinds of tragic visions, and rushed straight to his head and crushed down.

The fifth ancestor of Nangong took a step back, his hands shook, and a force of the law of space rippled out. The void in front of him was twisted and unstable. The blood moon came, like a slump in the mud, and no matter how hard the blood was, he could not commit any more.

"Swoosh!" A blue sword light slashed, and the cold air overflowed, frozen for thousands of miles, and arrived in a moment.

Nangong Wuzu exerted force with his arms, and the blood-colored moon shattered inch by inch, eventually becoming a sea of ​​scarlet mist, gradually dissipating. Then he retreated again, a small rusty bronze bell rushed out from its cuffs. After a sway in the wind, it instantly became as majestic as a mountain, and the bells were ringing vastly and shaking in all directions.

"Dang!" The blue sword light slashed over the bronze ancient bell, and a metal trembling sound was bounced back.

The sound of bells ringing is endless, vast and boundless. The layers of sound waves rippled in all directions like ripples in the water, and the momentum of ice and miles collapsed instantly.

The crack in the void appeared out of thin air, and Du Fan took a big step forward. At this time, he was crystal clear and transparent, radiating the cold air, like pure ice, and suddenly appeared in front of Nangong Wuzu, clenched his fists and pounded it out, without any fancy, simple and direct.

In the midst of lightning, Nangong Wuzu had no time to raise his fists and greet him.

"Bang! Bang!" After two muffled sounds, Nangong Wuzu's body shook and retreated again.

With a "sting" sound, another crack in the void appeared. Another Du Fan stepped out. His body was purple and black, his face was extremely pale, his eyes were narrow and long, and there were strange spiritual patterns on his neck, flashing like ghost fire, giving people an indescribable sense of evil.

He raised a finger, and immediately a purple-black beam of lightning came out, as fast as lightning, and directly hit the other party's eyebrows.

At the same time, Du Fan's ice body clone fist was swinging and attacked from another direction.

The Fifth Ancestor of Nangong had no choice but to retreat. A sharp look flashed in his eyes. He suddenly roared, and a raging flame burst out from his body, wrapping his whole body and expanding rapidly, with a great momentum of equality.

For Du Fan, this scene is not unfamiliar. When he fought against the Fifth Ancestor of the East, the opponent finally used the power of bloodline to transform into the body of the Azure Dragon, but it was exactly the same as the situation in front of him. I still remember that the ancestor after his transformation had soaring combat power and full of magical powers, which was extremely difficult to deal with. He didn't want to fall into such a hard battle again.

Du Fan's original eyes flashed with decisiveness. With the waving of his palm, a Taoist map in the shape of a Bagua floating in the boundless sea of ​​fire. In the picture, a red bird is only the size of an ordinary person's fist. His eyes are lively and his wings are stretched out, which is lifelike. It is the real Huangtian Lingbao Lihuo Picture.

Du Fan took a deep breath, pinched his fingers with one hand, and pointed it on the Taoist map.

In an instant, Du Fan's body boiled like a tsunami of mountains and seas. The sea of ​​dan stormed, the secret realm of the human body roared, and the endless sea of ​​dan qi. The sea of ​​dan sacrificial god was like a flood that broke the dike, leaving his body and pouring into the Taoist map.

In just a moment, Du Fan's energy was gone, and his whole body seemed to be exhausted, his face pale, his body trembled, and he staggered and almost fell down.

Fortunately, the Taoist map was excited at this time. The bird in the picture seemed to come alive suddenly, let out a crisp chirping, then rushed out of the Taoist map, turned into a physical body, flapping its wings, and flew towards the transformation of the Five Ancestors of Nangong at a speed or slowness.
Chapter completed!