Grasping Evil

The gray swordsman screamed out, the horror was extinct, and the huge sword pressure turned into a gust of wind for a moment, and suddenly swept toward the hole. ??

Ning Fan’s gaze, without saying anything, opened the strongest form of the **** of destruction in this huge cave!

The Baizhang Jinyan Giant is wearing a giant shield and rushing toward the chaotic swordsman. It seemed to be enough to destroy the swordsmanship of all things, all the way through, and then blasted over the giant shield.

Ning Fan did not dare to block the sword mans with the giant body!

That Jianmang gave him a very dangerous feeling, giving him a kind of ambiguous momentum! If you directly go to the giant gold body, Ning Fan has an intuition, his golden body will be directly opened by this sword, and he himself will be killed by this sword!

There is a gray sword in this place, and there is a horrible power of the white deer's real incense!

However, if it is the destroyer of the heavenly device, even if the sword is strong, it will not be a sword to smash the shield. At the point of confidence, Ning Fan still has it!

boom!

Destruction of the shield is a device of heaven, even if it is not complete, it has its hardness. With this gray sword, it is impossible to smash the shield. However, the impact of the sword pressure is still rushing to destroy the giants constantly regressing, the whole body of Jin Yan is even more uncertain, as if at any time will be blown out by the sword!

Ning Fan, who is hiding in the body of the **** of destruction, can't ignore these swords. The limbs are everywhere and it doesn't hurt. It seems to be crushed under the pressure of this sword.

Can only continue to retreat, can not advance with swordsman!

"The Nine-Beaver ritual is hidden in this hole. If I give up at the moment, I can certainly retreat from the whole body, but... what about the ancient master?"

Ning Fan's eyes have a tinge, and even a few mouthfuls of blood, ten fingers and a slap, those fine blood suddenly into the golden flame giant body, so that the giant human body's original illusion of the golden flame re-emerged, once again burning!

"How can this sword be strong again? Under my open-air device, I must surrender!"

Hey!

The fierce and fierce gray swordsman, with a loud bang, was actually knocked open by the giant students.

"This sword attack is extremely strong, but it lacks strength, and then declines, and exhausted, so that I have a chance to knock this sword on the front. The sword mang is excited from the scabbard on the stone wall. A single scabbard seems to have only one blow, but there seems to be a lot of scabbard inside the cave..."

Karaoke!

As Ning Fan broke open the sword, the scabbard that released the sword mans was broken.

Ning Fan untied the giant of the gods, picked up the cracked scabbard and saw that the scabbard was familiar.

At the beginning of his practice, he used to slash the scabbard of the Emperor, and he asked the swords and scabbards at the bottom of the Sword Lake in the sword world.

This scabbard seems to be the scabbard that the Emperor of Heaven brought to show him on the same day...

"The breath of the sword ancestors..."

Under the fine induction, Ning Fan sensed the unique atmosphere of Jianzu from this scabbard. His eyes flashed slightly, and there seemed to be speculation, but he did not say much more. Instead, he took some medicinal herbs and rectified his knees to restore the mana cost of the body.

I don’t even think of hitting a sword in the area. Ning Fan has used 70% of the mana in the body. He has to respond a little and then move forward. Otherwise, I will encounter such swordsmanship. Under his lack of mana, the defense will be difficult to last and will be killed by the swordsman...

After the rest of the breath, Ning Fan breathed out a sigh of relief and moved forward again.

After another hundred steps, Ning Fan met the second scabbard hanging on the wall and was once again attacked by this scabbard sword.

As a last resort, Ning Fan can only lose the essence of blood again, with the help of the gods shield to block the swordsman, and then add mana, and go deeper into the cave.

Then, it was the third, fourth...theventh scabbard attack.

According to Ning Fan's estimation, he entered this hole, and it has already passed four hours. The outside Long San hammer should still help him to resist the stone chase. From the cave, there is no chase to chase, the dragon three hammer may still In the stalemate with those chasing soldiers...

Depressing the feeling of dizziness caused by excessive loss of blood in the body, Ning Fan continued to march into the cave.

According to Ning Fan's feeling, his route in the cave is not a straight line, but a circle around the circle, and finally close to the center of the circle.

Under the joint action of the word, Ning Fan gradually got some clear about this hole pattern, and there was speculation.

The twenty-fourth scabbard...

The thirty-sixth scabbard...

Forty-eight scabbard...

When Ning Fan finally blocked the forty-ninth scabbard, there was no scabbard to block it.

Ning Fan’s secret voice was so vivid, and God read the way to explore. As he expected, the forty-nine scabbards that were destroyed by him along the way were re-aggregating under the force of this place, and they were connected to the wall.

Those scabbard attacks seem to be used repeatedly.

That is to say, if you go back and leave the cave, he will have to counter a round of forty-nine swordsmen.

If the scabbard can be reborn, it will be impossible to judge that there is no stone chasing the soldiers into the hole at this moment, because the footsteps still being dragged by the dragon three hammers, or the dragon three hammers have been solved, but the horror of the scabbard is taken. Not daring to enter...

After all, the Dragon Three Hammer is only a six-robbery emperor, while the stone master is an eight-royal emperor, with many helpers.

I must solve this problem as soon as possible to help a group of dragons and three hammers...

Ning Fan's face was slightly sunk, speeding up and continuing to travel inside the cave. At this time, he had entered this cave for a whole day.

To such depth, above the cave rock formations, there began to appear one by one hanging stalactites, and water droplets continued to drip. The sound of the dripping water, as well as the chain crash that came from the depths of the cave, made Ning Fan have the illusion of repeating the old dream.

This feeling is very familiar and familiar.

Much like the sound of dripping and chaining he heard when he tried to wink with the power of the sun.

[Little butterfly, don't sleep, wake up. 】

[Little butterfly, don't sleep, don't sleep. 】

[If you sleep again, you will not be able to catch up with the moon in the wild mountain for ten years...]

Ning Fan remembered the words that he heard during the extreme yang of the year.

Those words, the sound of dripping water, the sound of the chain collision, is always a mystery in his heart, to solve, to ask.

Since the monasticism, he has already understood the reincarnation of his past and present. His predecessor, originated from the hometown of the butterfly, was brought to the world by the sword ancestors, and entered the world of reincarnation in the fantasy world. Later, a certain world flew to the ancient heavenly court, and the body was destroyed and the emperor was ruined. After countless times, finally... reincarnation.

This is his resume of past and present, but there are still many puzzles that cannot be seen in this resume...

"Maybe the so-called Lady of the Bone, in fact, is..."

Ning Fan’s heart suddenly calmed down.

Intuition tells him that as long as he walks here and walks through the interception of forty-nine scabbards, there will be no more crisis in the road ahead.

Or not intuitive, just a speculation...

I don't know how long it took, at the end of the passage in front, suddenly there was a very spacious space.

On the ground stone floor, it is filled with ancient swords covered with blood rust. There are complete and defective swords, and there are swords of spiritual sorrow. There are also swords that still have some power. There are also ancient magical soldiers, and there are common magic weapons. The first step of the monk's sword, there is also the Emperor's blood rust sword! There is even a sword that stains the blood of the saint!

Unfortunately, those blood rust years are too long, no big use...

The breath of the huge sword constantly impacts Ning Fan, but it cannot stop the pace of Ning Fan's progress.

Ning Fan stepped on the ruins of the sword and marched forward. I don’t know how long it took, and there was no broken sword in front of the ground.

After stabbing the stalagmites that occasionally block the road, I continued to walk down and saw a nine-story iron building piled up by countless swords!

The sixty-four directions around the iron building are filled with thousands of ancient rituals!

Each of these rituals comes from different comprehension groups, and the grades are high and low. Some of the races contained in it have been seen, some have been heard, some have not.

Among those rituals, Ning Fan easily found a congenital ritual with a similar smell of black cats!

The soul of the fourth race, the nine raccoon family's congenital rituals, is really here!

This thing is one of the goals that Ning Fan has been looking for in the sacred sanctuary!

Ning Fan did not immediately take the ritual, but swept his gaze to the surrounding stone wall.

On the surrounding walls, tens of thousands of scabbards are hung, giving people a sense of scalp! These scabbards also contain gray swordsmanship. If all the swordsmen are excited at the same time, it is enough to kill him and kill him hundreds of times!

Ning Fan took a sip of cool air, but his eyes were determined not to change.

He continued to look at the pattern of this place. Eventually, his eyes fell on the top of the iron building and he fell asleep with a white skeleton.

The white bones are dressed in ancient women's costumes, leaning against the throne. Three thousand blue silks hang down like waterfalls. They have not decayed with the years, still with a bright luster, like a living show.

This is the bone of a woman.

Above the bones of the bones, the unknown red gold chains are bound. The chains extend from the top of the iron building to both sides and are nailed to the stone walls on both sides. The gold chain is covered with a mantra, and it is connected with all the ritual forces here, echoing the saintly array of the entire bone mountain. The power of the vast seal, faintly transmitted from the gold chain, has the seal power not inferior to the third step!

If you listen carefully, you will see the woman's bones that can't be breathed. There is even a sound of breathing, and it doesn't die. It seems that it just sleeps above the throne.

If you look closely, it will be covered with a thick layer of crystal dust on the ground near the iron building. Some will accumulate on the ground and some will accumulate in the puddle.

Ning Fan picked up a dry and gray, slightly explored, and suddenly his eyes trembled. These ash are not the side things, but the corpse ash left after the strong smog!

Judging from the thick corpse ash here, there have been countless strong people who died within the hundred steps of the Iron Building!

There is no shortage of Xianzun, Xianwang, and even the emperor's corpse...

"In this place, there is a perfection of the third step. Is this the perfect sword that Tiandu Emperor wants to realize?"

"When you touch the ceremonial device, most of them will be attacked by the 10,000 scabbards on this place! The Emperor of Heaven is still arrogant and said that he brought me here to feel the sword of this place, and said that I can protect me safe and sound. Oh, with the strength of his six robbing emperors It’s really whimsical. It’s not known whether you can sneak into the bone mountain. The so-called security guarantee, I’m afraid it’s just a trick of him...”

"The so-called female body of the bones, it really is... the remains of the sword ancestors... Jianzu, the strange woman who carried countless causes and effects on my road to comprehension... the woman who is similar to the one who is alone, but ultimately different..."

"This is how to touch the sword of the people... There is a bitter bitterness, and there are... the indelible thoughts, hidden in the sword, and the ancients are not... This is not the sword of the South Medicine Saint cloth in this place, this is ...the sword of the sword ancestor. The sword ancestor has become a skeleton, but still thinking about who..."

Ning Fan sighed, did not act indiscriminately in this dangerous place, but moved toward the nine-story iron building where the ancestral bones were stored.

Without the sword ancestor, he probably did not have the opportunity to leave the butterfly hometown and step into the red dust.

If there is no sword scabbard, when he is young, he may have already died in the hands of the Neihuang, and with the seven Meicheng, with the old devil died.

Invisible, he has owed many karma to the sword ancestors, and the district worship is naturally not enough to repay, but he can talk about the gratitude of Ning Fan.

This nearly courtesy, but suddenly led to some changes in this place.

Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang.

It is the sound of the gold chain that locks the body of the sword ancestor and collides with each other.

Dangdang! Dangdang! Dangdang!

It is the sound of the chain swaying!

Tick, ticking, ticking.

It is the sound of water dripping from the top of the cave along the stalactite.

Ticking, ticking... At some point, the water at the top of the cave suddenly stops falling, but it is like solidification, standing still in the air!

The chain is suddenly no longer making any noise, but all the sounds are frozen at this moment!

At this moment, the ancestral bones that originally relied on the throne of the top floor of the iron building suddenly supported the handrails and stood up. On the iron building, overlooking Ning Fan, not far from the downstairs.

Ning Fan’s eyes were awkward and he went on.

He naturally wouldn't think that the sword ancestor who had only the bones could not move. Many rumors about the Lady of the Bone, so that he had known that the sword ancestor can still act on the body of the bones, and so on, can not use common sense.

Of course, there are still many rationalities in today’s sword ancestors, and it’s not known...

Because the chain is bound, the sword ancestor of the white bones can not leave the iron building, only so strangely standing on the top of the building, with her hollow eye hole, overlooking Ning Fan.

There is no condescending meaning.

Instead, there is a kind of softness that can't be said.

"Jianzu is the person who took me out of the butterfly hometown. If she still has consciousness, she may not attack me. But if she attacks it, it is easy to kill me with the ancient overhaul strength that she has retained at the moment..."

"What should I do now? If I move the Jiujiao Sacrifice, I will mess up the pattern of this place, and I will be killed by Wanjian. I am more likely to unintentionally release the sacred bones of Jianzu..."

"Would you like to try to communicate with Jianzu and see if you can take the rituals without prejudice?"

"If she can't speak, then I will communicate with her bones with the ability to communicate with all things..."

Ning Fan's expression gradually became dignified, and his mind flew, and countless thoughts flashed through his heart.

After thinking about it, I erased the ghost face and decided to try to communicate with the true ancestors.

Just want to take action, Jianzu first stepped on the nine-story iron building and opened his mouth.

"small butterfly…"

The eye hole of the sword ancestors was clear and empty, but at the moment, two lines of tears were left.

Gray tears.

With the ingredients that make up the key to the hands of Ning Fan, the tears are like a glimpse.

When the gray tears appeared in the air, they immediately steamed and disappeared from the reincarnation without leaving a trace.

At the moment, the sword ancestor, there is no flesh and blood, no delicate, but Ning Fan can feel that the sword ancestor at the moment is looking at him, not crying, but laughing.

Very gentle smile.

Why, why...

Why is there such a gentle smile?

Clearly, it is just a face-to-face shackle, but it gives Ning Fan... a hint of peace.

Just because she had taken him away from the butterfly hometown?

Just because she and him, invisible, have some cause and effect?

"The younger generation, Ning Fan, meets Jianzu. There is one thing that wants to be in contact with Jianzu. It is about the rituals of this place." Seeing Jianzu also has language ability, and has certain consciousness and memory. Ning Fan’s thoughts move to the nineth floor. In the direction of the iron building, hold a fist and worship.

In my heart, it is calculated that, at what cost, it is possible to trade from the sword ancestor to the Jiujiao ritual.

But the sword ancestors did not pay attention to the things that Ning Fan had to do business.

She only cares about Ning Fan's self-proclaimed, bitterly saying to herself, "It turned out that Ning Fan was right... It turned out that it was not a counter-fan. It's no wonder that I have been looking for so long, I can't find it..."

Anti-fan!

I heard this name again, and I heard it from the mouth of the sword. With the heart of Ning Fan, I couldn’t help but have a slight fluctuation.

Ning Fan still wants to say it again, but Jian Zu interrupted him.

"My time is running out. After you appear, I am destined to die... I know that you will have something to do here. You are always this kind of character, always like this... you want something, I will help you. Acquired, but before that, I have something to say to you..."

"...What predecessors have any advice, may wish to speak up." Ning Fan Yi, did not expect the old and not dead Jianzu, actually will find him to chat, silent a little, asked.

"Not teaching, not... I didn't understand it before. Why can't I find you when I am looking for it? When I really understand it, I can't coexist with you in the same world. You will never find me in the future. Nowhere can you find a reincarnation... When you find it, you may have missed it..."

What is Jianzu talking about in a nonsense?

Ning Fan frowned, he couldn't understand the words of Jian Zu, but I don't know why, there is a trace of sorrow in the heart, like countless fine needles in the tie, tearing.

"You can't find me, I can't see you... If the two lines meet, then I will meet once and live forever; if the two lines are parallel, then I will live with my peers, and I will never be born... Fortunately, before I became a bone, I will be the most beautiful. Smile, leave one by one, hope them, you can enter your parallel line, with your joy..."

Smile, what smile... Ning Fan does not understand more, but did not rush to interrupt the words of the sword ancestors.

"...the moon in the ancient mountains, ten years can be a round... The tide of the sea against the dust can only rise in a hundred years... The fog of the sky can only be retired... The peaches of the ancient heavens can only end in a thousand years... Lily of the valley can only be released in 100,000 years... and I am allowed to have a smile every few million years..."

"I have been waiting for a long time, I am giving you... leaving a lot of..."

"I want to be together, watch a game...to the moon, even if it is only... ten years..."

The words end here!

The difference is steep!

Jianzu clearly wants to say something more, but he is dumb and dumb, and no longer makes a sound. He can only sigh.

It seems that her limit has finally arrived...

In the past few years, the swordsman's remains, which the three flames have been killed and killed, can't be killed. Suddenly, there is no sign, and there is an unimaginable avenue, swaying over the nine-story iron building. After a round of laps, the bones of the sword ancestor will be wiped out to a touch of gray.

"What happened? I did not tamper with the pattern of this place. Why did the ancestral bones of Jianzu appear to be a strange scene of annihilation!"

"There is such a horrible avenue to destroy the bones of the sword ancestors. This is not the second step that the monks can counterbalance!"

Ning Fan looks gloomy. He doesn't know what happened in this place. He doesn't understand what it means to be a big fan of nonsense.

However, at this moment, seeing the death of the sword ancestor, he did not have a anger, but the anger did not know where to come from, I do not know who to target, but his heart is cold to the extreme, cold... want to kill!

"This mood is what is going on!"

"Although I don't understand why... but it looks like my body instinct, I don't allow me to watch the sword ancestor dissipate in front of me!"

Before the original situation was not clarified, Ning Fan would not rush into the iron building, but at the moment, the body could not help but fly in the direction of the nine-story iron building.

Keep approaching the iron building!

Ninety feet!

Suddenly, there were countless dark swords flying above the iron building, and it was burned out by Ning Fan's magic fire!

Eighty feet!

More swords and shadows are assassinated from the iron building. It is no longer the extent to which the magic fire can be burned. Ning Fan raises his hand and sacrifices twenty-four konjac, blocking!

It was after killing He Zu that he won the first inferior product attack magic weapon, [Five Drugs]!

Seventy feet!

Sixty feet!

Fifty feet!

Wearing a black robe embroidered with ink robes and embroidered with ten-yang gold, wearing a crying and laughing mask, flying out of the iron building, the last time there is a sacred statue, it is the fairy king, the emperor Shadow, there are actually many!

Ning Fan is naturally not arrogant to think that he can fight with so many powerful shadows!

Instantly blended with the black cat, and opened the body of the **** of destruction, and then Ning Fan sacrificed countless magic weapons in the air.

Wu Duan, Ju Ling Men, Wuxing Bottle, Sobao Compass, Wu Xianyun, Shu Yan Yi Jie, Qi Bao Miao Shu, Lian Shen Ding...

There are dozens of twelve Niefa treasures, and hundreds of magic weapons below twelve nirvana!

The sky treasures suddenly went to countless black shadows. As for Ning Fan himself, he took advantage of the opportunity and did not fight with those black shadows. Instead, he took the opportunity to continue to approach the iron building.

Forty feet!

Thirty feet!

Twenty feet!

Ten feet!

A circle contains the aura of the third step, which appears strangely on the front road of Ning Fan. Those auras, without exception, are the rings of the beginning of the Holy Spirit, the true saints, to Ningfan The strength of the destroying **** shield is actually unable to open the aura of the saints and cross the last ten feet to come to the sword ancestors.

It was shocked by the halo to vomit blood.

"Can you just watch the swordsman dissipate..."

Ning Fan bites his teeth, his expression is unwilling, and he rushes to the saint aura again and again, but naturally it is impossible to open the supernatural power of that level.

After a few dozens of interest, Jianzu had a white bone, and most of the smoke had disappeared.

Seeing that Ning Fan is still rushing in his direction, the sword ancestor sighs and sighs. As soon as he raises his hand, the huge breath comes out, and he has pressed down all the forces that hindered Ning Fan from approaching her.

Collapsed all the shadows of the ages!

Blasted all the beginning of the aura!

When you raise your hand, you seem to have the sword of the devil, and you can see the world!

Ning Fan, who lost his obstacles, broke through the last ten feet and landed on the nine-story iron building after a slight glimpse.

If it is by himself, it is impossible to do this. Thanks to the sword ancestors...

At the moment of stepping on the iron building, this building is called the horrible seal power. It directly cuts away all the repairs of Ning Fan, making it difficult for Ning Fan to destroy the giant body. It is directly returned to the present, and the mana is even more difficult to run. Under the power, it almost fell to the ground.

Finally, I stabilized my body shape, and Ning Fan took the seal of this place and walked over to the throne of Jianzu. And when I was near, but I was helpless, with this point, I couldn’t stop the slaying of the sword ancestors.

Destroying the sword ancestor is the avenue force of the third step level... No, not only the third step, but also higher...

This is the terrorist power that the magical dream world can't imagine!

Jianzu raised his hand to break the ring of the beginning of the Holy, but even her, can not compete against this power!

"What happened to the predecessors, why did you see me when you saw me." Ning Fan sighed and asked.

Jianzu’s mouth is open, but he can’t convey any words. He can only be relatively silent with Ning Fan.

She died many years ago.

The so-called Lady of the Bone, but its remains, with a hint of obsession, strong support to this day.

But now, after seeing Ning Fan, even this silk obsession has disappeared...

Ning Fan is a practitioner, he can't see this, but he can see it, but he doesn't understand.

"Is it the last obsession before the death of the sword ancestors, is it to see me? Therefore, after seeing me, the obsession will disappear, and it will be erased by the reincarnation..." Ning Fan had speculation, but some could not believe this inference. .

"I don't understand. Although I was the predecessor who brought out the hometown of butterflies, this matter does not seem to be enough to cause such a great obsession with the predecessors. Is there any great cause and effect between the predecessors and me that I don't know? "...Ning Fan asked.

Silence, still silence.

"After the predecessors disappeared, I owe you the cause and effect. It seems that I can't pay it back." Ning Fan smiled.

Jianzu is still silent.

"What is the key to this? It seems that your tears have changed, and you can open the door to this place." Ning Fan took out the tearful key that flew out of the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures.

The sword ancestors took a look at the key, and the emotions were complicated and still silent.

"At the beginning of my practice, I met a woman who was almost identical to you, but the breath was very different from you. But I have a feeling that she has a certain connection with you, not a simple connection of reincarnation. Is the other..."

Still silent.

"In the sacred domain of the sacred sacred, there is also a woman who looks very similar to you. She is another of the five humbs, named after the ten bees. This humiliation seems to have a lot of her layout, which seems to be a deep-hearted city. Woman. All the experiences I have come to the Sanctuary of the Far Dan seem to have coincided with her with a trace of cause and effect..."

Ten bees?

This name finally gave the sword ancestors a sigh of relief, so oh, it was anger.

But after anger, it is bitter.

Unable to speak, can only be relatively silent.

"Do you like... like me?"

Ning Fan subconsciously asked this question.

This is an intuition.

Intuition made him open this way, because according to his speculation, the obsession of the death of the sword ancestors was related to him. The thoughts hidden deep in the sword seem to be related to him. Can make a woman so concerned about a man, mostly related to love. After this opening, Ning Fan suddenly turned red and felt that it was not suitable. Such a direct inquiry was indeed a shame.

For this problem, after the sword was slightly silenced, he chose to shake his head.

Ning Fan suddenly had a feeling of self-indulgence, smiled awkwardly, and said to the sword ancestors ‘Sorry for the predecessors’ ‘offended’.

In the heart, it is dark. When he was a butterfly in the real world, he would not owe the great cause and effect of Jianzu. Otherwise, how can he make this kind of woman like Jianzu remember him so much that he gave birth to obsession and even the bones? Willing to smoke, I must see him to be dissipated...

And this kind of obsession does not forget, it seems to have nothing to do with feelings... between men and women, if it is not emotional owing, then it is ... interest?

Explained, confusing...

"The dispersal of the predecessors, I can't stop... I am repaired, the only thing I can do for my predecessors, only to send off for the seniors. Sorry..." Ning Fan smiled bitterly.

His physical instinct, not wanting Jianzu to disappear like this, but he can't do this...

The emotion of Jianzu is micro-microwave, which seems to be affected by the name of Ning Fan’s predecessors.

As time flies, she is finally about to dissipate. She has lifted the palm of her hand and stretched it to Ning Fan. I don’t know if I want to hold a hand of Ning Fan, or do something else. In short, he stretched in half and took it back.

Behave very strangely.

Until the finalization of the fly ash, the smoke disappeared, she did not take that step.

Then there will never be a chance.

"A generation of great emperors, actually disappeared like this."

"Why is this emperor's obsession before his death, seeing me..."

Ning Fan had some sorrows and thought about it. He converges the ashes of the sword ancestor. There is a jade box, and carefully collect it.

I thought, if I can go to the real world one day, I will bury the bones of the sword ancestors in her hometown. This move may be able to slightly repay the cause and effect of the owed swordsman...

Unseen grief in the heart suddenly poured out, making Ning Fan feel guilty and feel helpless.

The things related to the sword ancestors, strangely leading his strange emotions, is not the first encounter.

After coming to the Sanctuary of the Far Dan, all the things I encountered seemed to have a fog. When traveling in a sanctuary, he did not know how many brain cells died.

The encounter with Jianzu today is the first of many strange things.

It’s totally inexplicable, but there’s another kind of emotion that doesn’t tell the truth, and it’s stuck in the heart.

When he was on the road, Long San Hammer told him a lot of stories.

It is said that the Lady of the Bone of the Bone Mountain is the nightmare of the Three Flames monks. Countless three-flame monks want to get rid of this undead, but they can't do it at all.

Rarely, he saw her on the side of Jianzu and took her...

Destroyed the last obsession of Jianzu...

"Is it if I don't show up, better... So, the sword ancestors can still have bones in the world..." Ning Fan suddenly had a strange idea, and then pressed this weird thought.

In any case, Jianzu has dissipated in the world. It’s useless to sigh again. There is another important thing at the moment, that is, to quickly take away the nine raccoon rituals, and then go out to help the dragon three hammers against the stone master chase.

Ning Fan jumped off the nine-story iron building. After he jumped down the building, the repairs that had been cut off by the force of the seal were restored.

First, all the magic weapons used to block the black shadows were taken back, and then the eyes were vigilantly swept over the stone scabbard on the stone wall.

These scabbards contain the swordsmanship of the sword, but they did not die with the sword ancestors. There is only one possibility. These scabbards are the means of arranging the place where the South Medicine was placed before the Holy Life. It is the defense that prevents others from taking the rituals, and has nothing to do with the will of the sword ancestors.

In this way, even if the sword ancestor has died out, if Ning Fan takes away the nine raccoon rituals, he will still be attacked by the tens of thousands of scabbards.

A gray sword is already horrible, if it is tens of thousands... eh? These scabbards...

Ning Fan suddenly looked at the movement.

Without warning, the tens of thousands of scabbards in this place suddenly exploded, and there seemed to be a deep hidden sword ancestor, which detonated all these scabbards and destroyed the layout of the South Medicine St.

"Is the last trace of the sword ancestors left in the world, helping me?"

The tens of thousands of scabbards were collapsed by the sword ancestors.

After the collapse, but under the force of this array of methods, a little bit of restoring rebirth.

The machine can't be lost!

Ning Fan naturally couldn't wait for those scabbards to recover. Under the big hand, he took the nine raccoon rituals directly, and his body flew out of the cave.

The forty-nine scabbard along the way was also collapsed by the sword ancestors and was in the process of a little rebirth. As a result, when Ning Fan left, it was not as expensive as entering the cave.

After all the scabbards were reborn, Ning Fan had already taken away the rituals and escaped.

The process is much easier than expected...easy to make him feel that this is actually a bit like dreaming.

Invisible, he also accepted a large number of people in the sword ancestors, if not the last will of the sword ancestors, he wants to take away the nine raccoon rituals in front of the tens of thousands of scabbards, I do not know how much it will cost.

At the same time that Ning Fan rushed out of the cave, the dead emperor of the 6th house of Shiyanda suddenly had an induction and his expression changed.

"Not good! The bone mountain has changed!"

At the same time, in the Xiufang Square of Zhongzhou Liulicheng, the ten bees who had just finished dancing and were resting were exalted.

"Well? Actually let the butterfly meet with his real master! What is the flame father doing, it will let this invade into the bone mountain! So, in order to calculate the many layouts of this butterfly, is it not? With the biggest vulnerability..."

"Hey, I wanted to use the **** master as a bait, and the butterfly was caught in love. Now it seems that I am afraid that there is a possibility of something to be revealed..."

"But, if my calculations are really exposed, then I will use this butterfly. His butterfly species, I will win..."

When Ning Fan re-created the ghost face silver and flew out of the cave, what he saw was a back of the dragon wing open and **** battle.

In order to stop the chase for him, Long San Hammer is already outside the cave, fighting hard with Stone Master and others for one day and one night!

Although it has been hit hard, but it is still not dead, reluctantly refused to leave, the back is quite a bit high and heroic!

Under the siege of an eight-royal emperor and thousands of true immortals, he couldn’t die. This dragon has a bit of a hammer, and Ning Fanbai has been worried about him.

"Dragon three hammer! Are you not crazy? When you were good at this place, you were abolished by the empty master, but now you dare to swear again, really when I wait for the three flames to kill you! And your fairy Companion, where did you go! Could it be that this son didn’t know how to live into the Bone Cave! Hey, this is a sacred sacred act, and this is simply a dead end!” The stone master also suffered a wound, while carrying Many of the subordinates attacked the dragon three hammers, and they dismissed them one by one, trying to disturb the dragons and hammers with words, making them exposed.

"Crap! The strength of my Ning's younger brother is not much worse than the ancient immortal. How can it easily die in the white bone hole!" Long San hammer resisted the siege and laughed.

"Let's make way! If you don't give way, then you will stop the old man and don't leave you feeling, and you will be killed!" Stone Lord angered.

"Haha! There are old men, no one wants to bother me with my little brother! Let me stay here!" Hey! The dragon three hammers and claws danced, and there were three other ancient sacred statues, which were beaten by the dragon three hammers.

Suddenly, Long Sanqiu noticed the fluctuations of Ning Fan from the Bone Cave, and his body shape flew to the side of Ning Fan.

In the gloomy gaze of the mountains and other mountain guards, Ning Fan laughed loudly.

"Get it?"

"Well, you can leave this place."

Ning Fan's gaze complexly swept through the dragon three hammer and injured.

Then turned his head and glanced at the huge gates in the sky.

To be honest, he is not very interested in going to the real world. Even if he has the door key in his hand, it is unlikely to open the door.

He is different from those dreamers who are passionate about going to the real world.

"Let's come back later..."

Ning Fan and the dragon three hammers swayed, changed the other road, and flew into the jungle, retreating from the depths of the ancient wood.

Completely ignore the stone master and others! Good life!

"Damn! This son actually survived from the Bone Cave, and said that he has succeeded. Could it be that some people are here to explore the loss of the Bone Cave? The rest, and the old man continue to chase the two invaders! Never let them live. Leave the bones and mountains! The ghost-faced monk...can't be wrong! Like the portrait, it is the madman who destroyed the family!"

The main face of the stone is unrecognizable, but the heart is a joy.

Breaking through the iron shoes innocent... Actually here, I found the ghost face madman who destroyed the family!

The sacred female corpse that was taken from the home is definitely still in this hand!

If you can kill this child here, you may be able to take back the quasi-saint girl directly from this child! If things are secretive and not known to the other two flame owners, he may even be able to swallow this female body without the knowledge of the other two masters!

Instead of the same as before, how do the three parties distribute this female body!

But soon the stone master is not happy.

Because of the lead of the dragon three hammers, the conceited stone master, soon again chased Ning Fan two people...

At the border of the bones and mountains, there was a chaos in the enchantment of the enchantment. Then two figures burst out of the burst. After a few flashes, they disappeared from the mountains and guarded the eyes.

One day later, a message once again set off a huge wave in Sanyan.

The ghost-faced monk who destroyed the family, in the woods, the stone master's seat, successfully invaded the bone mountain!

As for the loss of the bone mountain, the wood master and the stone master did not release the news.

After the event, only these two people, as well as the late emperor, were aware of the facts.

"How can the most powerful of the five humbs be killed by a sage?! Are you kidding with this seat!"

In the palace of the bones and mountains, the emperor changed his mind to be gloomy, and he went straight to the wooden master and the stone master.

Although the wooden master and the stone master are dissatisfied with the arrogant tone of the dead emperor, it is still difficult to hide the joy.

"Why should the Airlord be so devastated? It is true that two small villages in the district successfully invaded the bone mountain, which hurts you and me, but the bones of Mrs. Bone are not there. Isn’t it the situation that I have been waiting for for three years? The existence of the lady is a great threat to my three flames. Every time I wake up, there will be countless people killing. For many years, I used all means to kill her, but still killed her, but I don’t know what the ghost face did. However, it is definitely good news for me to successfully kill the Lady of the Bone. Fortunately, it is absolutely good news for me to die. Of course, it is only because he can't let him go." Wood Master laughed.

"Hey! Two wastes! You really don't understand anything. Let's go! Don't roll again, don't blame this shot for someone!" The emperor angered in the fire.

"What! You are the same as me, and I dare to be so rude in front of me!"

"I don't accept it! If you don't accept it, you will come to war!"

A big battle broke out in the bones of the bones. On both sides of the battle, one side is the most powerful dead emperor who is known as the three flames. One is the combination of the two masters of the wooden master and the stone master.

As a result of the duel, the emperor relied on one person's strength to force the other two masters, but also suffered some injuries.

Once again in front of the Sanyan monk, proved its strongest name!

The other two flame owners have suffered a big loss, and naturally it is impossible to stay here again. After leaving in anger, they will declare war on the air flames and pour two big forces to conquer the air flame.

For the trivial matters of the outside world, the emperor did not want to pay attention to it at the moment. He stayed in the palace alone, gloomy face, and he did not want to talk for a long time.

After a long time, a sound in his body suddenly sounded.

"Hey! The celestial celestial celestial celestial celestial sect of the first celestial celestial being, there seems to be no chance to obtain it. It costs you and me two years in this sacred mountain range layout, but unexpectedly, it will be broken by a foreigner. So, when the kid is chased by the day, he should kill the kid at all costs!" The flame ancestors in the body of the dead emperor sighed.

"The flame ancestor is angry, this child has repeatedly broken me and other major events, I will never leave him alive to leave the sacred sanctuary!" The death of the emperor in the eyes of a murder, I do not know what to calculate.

Ning Fan and Long San Hammer left the bone mountain range all the way, and then turned to Shi Yanda 6.

According to Long San hammer, he has several congenital dragon caves on the stone flame site. It can shield the quasi-class-level gods and search, and is an excellent place to avoid strong enemies and repair and repair.

After doing such a big vote in the bone mountain, he has to hide for a while, and then come out after the storm subsides.

In this trip, the nine raccoon congenital rituals succeeded, and Ning Fan was also looking for a hidden place to hold the adult ritual for the nine raccoons, and hit the dragon three hammers together, and came to Shi Yan.

If the raccoon is an adult, the strength will probably increase. For him, he can also add some chips to the rescue of the Emperor.

Because of this joint invasion, Ning Fan and Long San Hammer have a certain relationship.

"If it is not the help of the dragon brother, Ning will want to achieve this, fearing that it will take a lot of troubles. Some small gifts, thank you!"

"Ha ha! Ning's brother is too polite, you and I are all dragons, they should help each other, talk about gifts and hurt feelings! I really want to thank me, just ask me to drink good wine, gifts are not necessary... Oh, this, this, This... actually is a kind of 魇 族 祭 ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 老 老 老 老 老 老!

"From the bone hole."

Ning Fan smiled.

Unlike the magic weapon, the ritual weapon has the special ability to attack and defend. It has more special uses. Only the monks who correspond to the race can use that special purpose, such as inheritance, such as reproduction.

The rituals of the congenital products, in addition to being used as innate magic weapons, are often regarded as a heavyweight of the ethnic group, and the value is more above the ordinary innate magic!

This time, Ning Fan entered the Bone Cave, not only took the Jiufu family's congenital rituals, but also took the sheep and took away several other pieces that reached the innate quality.

The harvest is not small!

Among them, there is exactly one congenital ritual of the dragon.

The Dragon Three Hammers helped each other, and Ning Fan was grateful to the heart, and he generously gave the Dragon Horse a congenital ritual to the Dragon Three Hammer.

Duobao is like him, and the inferiority of the inferiority is actually invisible. What's more, he is not a real dragon.

However, the dragon three hammers are different. With this ritual, he can enrich the dragons and pass the ancestors!

"Ha ha! The old man can finally have a post! With this ritual, the old man is going to smash ten large piles of dragons!" Long three hammer excited.

Comprehension is a matter of rebellion, and the more it is cultivated, the more difficult it is to obtain children through marriage.

Living for a lifetime is a true fairy who is a lonely man. In the realm of cultivation, it is not all close to women, but it is difficult to ask for help.

The realm of comprehension also has a special secret method of seeking children, and it has a special treasure of heaven and earth. It can avoid the marriage of men and women and directly foster life.

However, if it is strong to the level of Xiandi, it is difficult to have a secret law, which can help the Xiandi level to breed offspring.

Without these restrictions, it would be terrible to have thousands of children born in the long years of Emperor Xiandi’s experience...

If it is a special ethnic Xiandi, if there is a family of congenital rituals in the body, there is a certain chance to succeed through the ceremony...

Can be propagated to descendants.

"Children..."

Seeing the dragon three hammers will be so happy because of this kind of thing, Ning Fan slightly stunned, and then laughed.

I just took a gray tear key from my arms and tried to communicate with the key, but I couldn’t tell the regret.

Once upon a time, this key can talk to Ning Fan, even if Ning Fan does not understand everything.

Now, this key has no more sounds, and will not say to Ning Fan that the words of 'Jun is not recognized.'

No, I will call Ning Fan a little butterfly again.

Listening to the voice of the key, you can only hear such a thousand words.

"I am tears, tears..."

No, you are the key.

"I am tears, tears..."

Ok, saying that you are the tears of Jianzu, you can say it. In the same year, Jianzu used his own tears to turn into the key to the ancient door...

"I am tears, tears..."

The sword ancestor dissipated, it is really regrettable, people, unhappy...

"I am tears, tears..."

very noisy…

"I am tears, tears..."

"I am tears, tears..."

"It’s tears..."

The dragon three hammers must pull Ning Fan and go to the dangerous building to drink ancient wine.

As a result, the amount of Longsan hammer is amazing, and it is hard to get drunk with the existence of Ning Fan...

There are always some unknown emotions that need to be forgotten.

Or, still can't let go...

Seven days later, Ning Fan bid farewell to the Dragon Three Hammer and left the Stone Flame Dragon Cave of the Dragon Three Hammer.

The same as he left, there was a three-faced girl with black cat ears, black skirt and black face.

"Master, aren't we playing here at Long Bobo? It is said that the Dark Lord is already an adult. The Dark Lord can already do all sorts of things with the owner. You can give the Lord a lot of little masters... When will the owner favor the Dark Lord? ”

"You are just a grown-up, don't be full of heads, it's a matter of reproduction. You are infected by the dragon three hammers! Remember, fools are contagious!"

Ning Fan has a slight headache.

"The master, where are we going now?"

"Leave three flames, but before leaving, you can report a little hatred."

“Is the owner referring to Shi Yan’s family?”

"clever."

Mengjia, there are red lights for the wedding.

Today is the day when the ancestors of the Mongolian family, Meng Baixiong, greeted the aunt.

The guests who came to congratulate were in a constant stream, but there were informed people who knew the truth.

Mengjia is going to decline!

First, the Mengjia Mozi was annihilated, and the Lord of the Stone Flame reprimanded the Meng family, and there was a sign of losing the trust of the Stone Lord.

Then, Meng Baixiu left the ethnic land, I don’t know where to go. When I came back, it was said that it was chased and killed by the flames of the ancestors...

Although there is no death on the spot, but it is seriously injured, unable to return to the sky, the limit is approaching, just within a few decades...

A generation of great emperors are on the verge of falling, how many sighs are sighing.

But there are more people clapping their hands.

Meng Bai Xiong's lonely family, without a wife and a child, dying, remembered the twins, want to leave some blood in the world.

The idea is very good.

But the actual behavior is a bit ridiculous.

The Mengbai Xiongyan is not a one-person, but has actually smashed hundreds of people at one time, and is basically a married woman of the Mongolian affiliated forces.

Who is willing to marry a prostitute in the family into the Mongolian family of Xishan? And still marry the Mengbai Xiong, this old thing that is about to die. What about Xiandi? If it is dead, everything is empty!

And when the family is declining, most of these affiliated forces are to abandon the Meng family and the new master. If it is involved with the Mongolian family, it will be somewhat troublesome...

The enemy of Mengjia in Shiyan is a lot.

When the Mengbaixiong is still alive, those enemies will not do it, but if the Mengbai bear is dead...

"Old ancestors, you forced my family's affiliated forces to give up prostitutes, and you are embarrassed. This matter has already led to a large number of forces, and hopes that the ancestors will think twice. If you let go at this time, there is still room for mediation. ..." This generation of Mengjia masters advised Meng Baixiong.

"Stupid! I am a powerful prostitute, but I want to find a way out for the declining Mengjia. If I can be involved with so many forces, I will become dust, and I should be able to In the crack of Shi Yan, I barely maintain my family business! Don’t persuade, go out and call the secretary, hold a ceremony!"

Meng Baixiong was pressed down to death, and he braced a red light. Under the service of the maids, put on a good dress.

When he came to the auditorium, hundreds of women with red hijabs showed a resentment against Meng Baixiong.

Hate Meng Bai Xiong to force their behavior!

Hate their happiness in life, will soon become a calculation for this old man!

"Secretary? Can you hold a worship ceremony?" Meng Baixiong made an imposing manner and asked the secretary indifferently.

"Please wait a moment, and some of the guests of the big family have not come."

"What forces are missing..." Meng Bai Xiong frowned. He will be on the move, and many forces are reluctant to be involved with the family. At this time, it is not because they are late, but they are not planning to come...

Humph! That snobbery!

"The lack of Huanghua Valley Mengjia, Ziliuhe Jijia, Shiyan pro-long Yuan Lang, the quasi-emperor scattered Wang Gu, still missing..."

"There is still a lack of Ning."

On the top of the Xitang, there were dozens of martial law squadrons, and hundreds of sergeants, who came to the blood!

The whole Xitang Hall was a mess!

Just because of the enemies of the family, it is a ghost-faced silver monk!

"Ghost... Ghost face silver! It is the madman who destroyed the Mongolian family and invaded the bones and mountains!"

"This person is a strong man, and he is not good at it! I am waiting for how it is!"

"This person can even kill He Zu, the half-dead Meng Bai Xiong is his opponent!"

"There is no vain under the prestigious name, and the family is robbed!"

Ning Fan stood silently at the entrance of Xitang, but brought a powerful momentum to everyone in this place!

His silver and white clothes are incompatible with the joyful redness of this place!

What is the day!

The presence of the real fairy was a surprise, because Ning Fan stood here, it seems to replace the heavens and the land, giving them a deadly threat!

It is the emperor of Mengbaixiong. When they are weak, they are somewhat unbearable to bear the momentum of Ningfan. They are angry and strong.

"Who is your lord! First destroy the family, then smash the bones of the mountain, after the wood flame, the air flame committed a big event, come to my stone flames to make trouble, really do not put my three flames in the eyes!"

"How about putting it in your eyes, not putting it in... how!"

"The arrogant man!" Meng Bai Xiong was furious and equally angry, and there were many monks who were seen as glory in the flames.

Under the prestigious name, Meng Bai Xiong did not dare to directly shoot Ning Fan, but was slightly calm, and called on the other emperors around the Xianzun and Xian Wang.

"You are still hesitating, and join hands with the old man to kill this demon! My stone flame master has set a very heavy reward for this person! This person is just a fairy, if I join hands, I will be able to make this person Killing this, great work is in front of you, why are you hesitating, and being a little daughter!"

Actually, I want to drag all the forces of the enemy or friends into this drowning!

After the presence of a large number of Shiyan strongmen analyzed the pros and cons, he responded to the call of Meng Baixiong and glared at Ning Fan.

However, there are also many people who are cautious. Under hesitation, they have opened up some distances with the people in the family and want to wait and see.

"Hey! Who are you? Dare to do this in Sanyan, but hide your head and tail, I really don't know if you are daring, or timid!" Meng Bai Xiong said.

"Mongolian Bear, you actually asked who I am, you should not forget who killed you in such a situation. The taste of the flames of the ancestors of the flames, it is not good." Ning Fan smiled indifferently.

In a word, the whole person of the Mengbaixiong was stuck there, and his face was unbelievable.

The ghost face monk who stirred the hurricane in the whole three flames, is it actually...

That foreigner junior?

How can it be!

That foreigner, it is impossible to bring him such oppression! This is not true!

"Hey! No need to talk nonsense, no matter who you are, it’s impossible for me to leave home when I come to my home today! Wash the fairy and give this to the old man!"

Meng Bai Xiong snorted, spit out a golden light, and went to Ningfan to suppress.

There were a lot of people exclaimed in the field.

"It is a natural weapon!"

"It is actually a magic weapon for the ancestors of the family!"

"It is the washing fairy that is said to have nothing to lose!"

"This repair may resist the innate power!"

On the same day, Ning Fan had suffered some losses under Meng Baixiong's wash fairy, and was even swallowed by the four emperors.

What about today...

boom!

A fist out, directly with the strength of the flesh, blasted the shocking wash of the fairy!

The vast wind pressure, the surrounding monks who suddenly roll up are not stable, and there are countless falls!

The entire Xitang Hall was under the pressure of the house collapsed, and the punches spread and spread, and the entire house of tens of thousands of houses began to collapse!

"Washing the fairy, but this is the case." Ning Fan sneered.

Countless sucking the sound of air-conditioning, it is Mengbai Xiong himself, also in a deep stun!

"This child is actually in the flesh, hard to pick up the power of the innate magic! How is this possible!" (To be continued.) 8