Grasping Evil

Seeing that everyone was stunned by the ancient swords, the blood grew loud and laughed, and the confidence skyrocketed, and the inner haze of Ning Fan’s boxing wound was swept away.

The sword of the ancient sword is engraved with the mysterious lines, and the folds are undulating, like the bark and the sacredness. During the swing of the Great Sword, the shadows of countless immortal ancient buildings appeared in the stars, and the shadows of the ancient immortals, through the supreme pressure, made people want to pay homage, which is very different.

Many people who know this sword's killing hall are eccentric, and their feelings are drastically changed. They lose their voice. "This sword is actually cast from the site of the ancient heavenly court on the fifth floor and the twelve plaques! It contains the power of the real fairy spirit, fearing It is much more powerful than ordinary innate magic!"

The blood of the sky is full of swords, and the huge swords are like white dragons rushing out, and the sorrowful swords are so bright that everyone can't open their eyes. The sword light came too fast, as if it had reached the end of the starry sky in an instant, and it was forced to fall.

The eyes of countless people, focusing on the ancient sword, shocked the pressure of this sword. The repair of blood in the sky, this will force the king of the sea, can be called the leader of the emperor, at this moment using the innate sword to slam, almost not weaker than the emperor hit too much!

No one thinks that Ning Fan can block this sword, and it is the Uncle of the Sea. The surface of the sea is as heavy as iron. If you are facing the enemy, you are trying to help Ning Fan from the side, but you are lifted by Ning Fan.

"The elders are going to calm down the rebellion in the temple, lest the disciples lose too much. This person, hand it over to me!"

Ning Fan's tone, there is a kind of calm and calm, for ordinary Dongtian monks, the emperor is already supreme, but for him, the quasi-emperor is not a big enemy.

At the same time as the opening, Ning Fan’s other hand gave a black plaque to the heavens. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding winds suddenly became a masterpiece. As for the monks, they grew up in the wind and grew up in the wind. They turned into a sniper of the blood, and they covered it with a full force. The sniper was wrapped in the shackles, completely sealed, and could not be revealed.

This object, which is rarely used by Ningfan, bears the hand of the Emperor of Heaven, and is a magic weapon for attack and defense. It can be worn on the body as an armor, or as a magic weapon. Ground.

Countless people were shocked and confused, because Ning Fan underestimated the blood and shocked the sky!

"This son actually has a congenital magic weapon in hand! And it takes a long shot from the blood, but it seems that there is no effort!"

The Emperor of the Sea is impressed, and then he looks at it. With a sigh, he has a deep look and a complex look.

I have seen the power of Ning Fan, and I know that this place is here. I really only have Ning Fan and the blood in the sky. I am in a difficult position. Only the Emperor can protect the Temple of Defence and protect the descendants of Beidou!

"In this case, there will be Lao Shaodi dragging this person for a while, to kill the rest of the insurgents, and then help the Shaodi to kill the blood of the thief, and hate the Lord!"

"Well, let's go, kill all the rebel thieves, and leave the gods, I want blood to sacrifice these thieves!"

"Yes!"

Under the subordinates, it represents the confession of the Emperor of the Sea, and has a real recognition of the identity of the eight generations of Ning Fan.

How many years have passed since this time, the little guy who was still in the first step, is now the only hope of killing the temple...

During the speech, Ning Fan still responded to the sniper of blood in the air. On the surface, he is extremely relaxed in dealing with blood, but in fact, every time he resists the sniper of blood, he needs to lose a lot of mana. It is not easy to force the other side to attack. It’s not difficult to dodge and knock down, but it saves mana, but if he only cares about his own dodge, let the sniper spread to the Quartet, raging and killing, and other killing disciples, many will be killed by Yu Bo.

At this moment, he collected the ghost face and received the Wu Xianyun. Only the white clothes stood in the sky, and the look was like the mysterious ice.

The destroyer shield is temporarily unavailable, so it is not easy to kill a quasi-emperor...

With Ning Fan's gaze, the stars and sky suddenly became rainy.

The rain fell into the star road, Ning Fan stepped on the rain road, step by step toward the blood, and every step, there was an unimaginable suffocation and magic!

The blood of the sky can not help but madly jump, the body's instinct, for the approach of Ning Fan has been uneasy, the giant sword waving faster, a sword connected with a sword to Ning Fan, all snipers are Xiong Zuyu Blocked.

What made him uneasy was that Ning Fan actually had a congenital magic weapon, but he could lightly write down his ancient swords. Another point is that Ning Fan’s arrogance is so heavy that he is almost only seen in his life!

You must know that even the infamous generation of the Emperor Xian may not be able to have such a degree of anger as Ning Fan. If you want to make your suffocation so strong, it is not enough to accumulate the number of killings. You must kill the Supreme People at the Xiandi level!

[Six robbery emperor, I killed! 】

The blood grows up in the words of Ning Fan, and the heart is a spirit!

This sentence, before the blood is only a joke, not at all in mind, but this moment, but has a faint attention!

The instinct of the body tells him that Ning Fan is probably a dangerous figure comparable to the ancient immortal. Perhaps... it is impossible to kill the Emperor, but how can he face Ning Fan’s suffocating chills!

However, reason tells him that Ning Fan is just a eternal fairy, and killing the Emperor is simply nonsense! What is the Emperor, the Emperor is the peak of the end of the era of the law! It is the lifelong pursuit of countless second steps of Xian Xiu! It is a distant dream!

How can Xianzun kill the Emperor? Nonsense!

Yes, yes! This suffocation must be forged by extremely mysterious means! It is so!

"A good traitor! Actually, it is fake and arrogant, pretentious, and confusing, do you think that the old man will believe it, will you be afraid of you? Just did not expect that you have a congenital magic weapon, no wonder even the punishment of the flame is planted in You can't be too small for you in your hands. Unfortunately, you don't know, and at the same time, the world's best magic weapon, there are strong and weak points, your magic weapon can block my ordinary sniper, but if I launch this sword real power, killing you is easy. You know... I have to wait for the ancestors of the repair, have a common name, called Xianling!"

The blood sneer in a row, using a sword that was passed down by the clan leader, and the power of the fairy spirit contained in the ancient sword was stimulated a little. The whole person was in the fairy, like an ancient fairy, and the majesty could not be overlooked.

[There is a **** after the gods, and the fairy road opens with incense. 】

This is a sentence recorded in the top secret file of the horror. The specific meaning is that the blood does not understand. He only vaguely knows that there is a kind of power in the world called "the power of the fairy spirit", which is the ultimate in ancient fairy spirits. Strength is the power that the monk can't grasp. It is harder to figure out than the power of heaven and earth and the power of the road.

But seeing the ancient swords on the sword, countless celestial temperament, under the sigh of scent, the starry rain that Ning Fan brought is all like static, not rising or falling.

The giant sword then went to Ningfan, and hundreds of millions of light flew out of the sword. It was a small sword like a cow hair, condensed by the power of the legendary fairy spirit!

Hundreds of millions of swords sprang up like a rainy pear flower, swept through the starry sky, and when the sky was broken, the sound of a thousand birds screaming and screaming, and the rushing shot of Ningfan.

Some of the disciples of the Killing Temple were dodging, and they were smashed by a few sacred spirits. The whole person suddenly died of petrification, and the death was extremely strange. It was like a blood and a repaired one.

Ning Fan glanced at it and tried to accept these fairy swords with Xiong Zuyu, but only took away 30%. The remaining 70% opened the defense of the enemy, and it was unstoppable.

Ning Fan's look was dignified, and he also sacrificed a dilapidated Pu fan. The magical power was reminded, and the sword was even hundreds of fans. Another 30% of the sword needle was burned into a fly ash by the flames, but there is still a 40% remaining momentum, rushing to him within a thousand feet, bringing him a sense of crisis.

At this moment, he has not yet repaired the destroyer. If these swords are put on, they will be hurt. Of course, it is not fatal. After all, the power of the gods is strong, but it is there, and he always feels that the power of these fairy spirits is similar to the power of the gods in his body, and some are plausible. ...

"A very good ancient sword, even with two innate magic weapons, can not stop its power... But if it is three innate magic, how!"

In the eyes of the **** blank day, Ning Fan also presented the third piece of innate magic treasure God Ray Mirror!

This treasure is one of Ningfan's many inferior products, the most powerful one. Under the mirror, the remaining 40% of the spirits and swords are all smashed by the thunder, and the offensive has completely disappeared.

Ning Fan pointed to change again, and there was a thick thunder of the bowl, which was pulled out from the mirror and instantly smashed into the sky with three feet of blood!

The blood was shocked by the sky, and instinctively took the ancient sword to stop. Although it blocked most of the Lei Li, it was still smashed by the ghost face, revealing the true capacity, and is an old man with a crane hair. The bun was also opened, and the appearance of the cloak was quite a bit embarrassing, and the look was even more gloomy.

"There are three innate magic weapons in this son, and in the end this ancient world seems to be no weaker than the ancient sword. How come this son has so many magic weapons! If it is said that it is a mess, I will never believe it!"

Not only does the blood grow in the air, but one person knows, and no one in the world knows that there is only one illusion left in the chaos, and there is no one left in the life, how can it be given to Ning Fan!

But if these magic weapons are collected by Ning Fan on their own strength, not by anyone, the blood will never believe!

"There are three pieces in this hand that are innate. I want to kill him. It is no easy task. I don't have to keep my hands!"

The blood suddenly spits out, and a golden light flies out of the body, which is actually a golden nematode.

The nematode is parasitic in his body, and his life is repaired. The broken is extremely powerful. Not only him, the vast majority of the monks will raise insects in the body, and the insects are mostly different.

On both sides of this golden nematode are the worms, one female and one male. Once they appear, they suddenly grow into the wind and grow into a starry sky. The mouth is a sucker, and the sputum can be sucked into the abdomen. It is the eternal catastrophe, but the strangeness of the nematode is more difficult for Ning Fan to feel than the general five.

"A person can't beat me, please help me..." Ning Fan no expression.

The **** face is red and irritated. He has cultivated more than Ning Fan. Playing Ning Fan actually needs a helper. It is indeed a shame. Losing a face is also a loss. Losing ten times is also a loss. Since the nematode has been called out, it is indifferent to call out other insects!

In any case today, you must kill Ning Fan and reach a plan!

Blood grows and spits out hundreds of parasites from the body. It seems that parasites are a kind of worm, which is his preference. At least these parasites are all broken and repaired. There are more than ten pieces of Xianzun’s repairs, and two more.

With the sound of the sky, all the parasites attacked Ning Fan, and he himself once again inspires the power of the ancient spirit of the sword, and the swords of the hundreds of thousands of fairy spirits.

Ning Fan took a storage bag and a few pieces of Baoguang flew out. He couldn't afford a half-split, and he was not afraid of being in the siege center of hundreds of parasites.

In the past, when he was unmatched in the existence of the match, the strategy of choice was to use the Destruction Shield to defend against it, to be undefeated, and to find a chance.

Now that the Destruction of the Shield is detrimental, he changed his strategy and took advantage of the innate magic weapon to launch a violent offensive!

Do not say that the parasites released by the blood in the long sky, repaired to the highest is only five robbery king, even if he asked out four or five quasi-emperor parasites, Ning Fan also has the confidence to rely on the arrogant offensive, killing this place!

But seeing the thunder and thunder of the gods, the billions of sacred spirits are broken by the thunder, and one is not falling. The characteristic of this mirror is that the things that are seen are attacked, and naturally there is no possibility of any omission!

Together with the five poisonous scorpion venoms, one large and one large parasite is turned into pus in the poisonous smoke.

The wind and fire fan fan burned around, and the five thunders killed the mask who died.

A bundle of prison ropes, repaired as the highest of the five robbers, the king of nematodes, has been tied to death, and then was bombarded by five thunders into a slag.

A large package of bears in the mountains of Montenegro, including countless parasites, and then shaking again, there are countless insect bones, worms shaking off, and then die.

The blood spurts blood all the time, and I can't believe the scene before me!

Ning Fan only used a **** Ray Mirror to completely suppress his ancient sword, and used more innate magic, the speed of the Thunder, it killed the parasites he had painstakingly cultivated for many years!

If you want to raise those parasites to such a repair, you need to repair your life! The main dead insect died, the main cause of insect damage!

Every time a parasite is killed, he will be injured by the contact of the heart, and the fallen parasite will be repaired higher and the involvement will be bigger!

Ning Fan only used more than a dozen sucks, it killed his parasites, the cost of the insects, is the blood in the body has been due to anti-phagosis, a serious injury, the price is not small!

How is it possible, how is this possible!

Ning Fan actually only sucked more than a dozen, and killed all his worms!

Ning Fan actually used six innate magic weapons at the same time!

How can you be more treasured? This is impossible, it is impossible!

You must know that the most proud thing about the longevity of blood is that he has not yet stepped into the Emperor, he has a innate magic!

Strong as a sinister, not everyone is eligible for the innate magic. The tribe of the tribe is not only one of them. He is actually only the 19th Emperor, not the emperor. He was not qualified to give the innate magic weapon.

Therefore, he abandoned the family's pampered life, took the task of dying, and lurked into the killing hall to destroy it.

So, he got the reward of the ancient sword!

The patriarch has once been in the hands of countless tribes, and promised himself: If his blood can really complete his mission and secretly take away the sacred sword, he will be promoted from the 19th Emperor to the 4th Emperor. Two innate magic weapons as a reward!

In the end of the era, resources were limited. How many materials were cast innate magic, that is, there are very few people who hold two innate magic weapons!

Two innate magic weapons, for him, is still a distant dream, but Ning Fan He De He could have six innate magic weapons!

This incident made him a proud heart of the evil tribe. There was a sway, feeling unbalanced, and the sense of superiority was gone.

For the moment when blood is divided into the sky, Ning Fan naturally cannot let go.

"You, distracted."

The voice of Ning Fan, along the rainy road in the sky, all the way into the ears of blood.

However, Ning Fan’s figure, but I don’t know when it’s disappearing from the sky, I can’t see it.

The blood grows in the air, and it is extremely incomparable to discover that at this moment, the starry sky is dead, not only can not find the figure of Ning Fan, but also can not see any figure of the disciples around the temple!

The starry sky is empty, you can't see a person, you can't see a star, you can't even see the main star of the killing comet!

The lonely starry sky, only one of him left, and his body, I do not know why, a little bit melted into pus and blood, and there was a rancid smell...

"Not good! It's illusion! Solution!"

The blood in the sky is full of mana, the eyes are restored to the clear, the illusion of the surrounding illusion disappears, and he is still standing in the starry battlefield.

The only difference is that the body is being bundled into a scorpion by the prisoner's rope.

Mana began to seal, wanted to struggle, and could not afford to break free...

Then, the horrible poisonous smoke of the twenty poisons and twenty-four scorpions blew over.

The thunder of the five thunder bombardment hood was shot from the hood.

The thunder of the **** Ray Mirror is coming out.

The fire smoke from the wind and fire fan is blowing.

One type of innate magic weapon attack, playing on the undefended blood sky, makes the blood longevity injury continue to increase.

Even if the blood is not good at refining, the flesh is certainly not weak. Unfortunately, the mana is a man, and many innate magic weapons are combined. He naturally cannot bear it. Soon, he will have a sudden death and breath. There is only gas left, no gas.

All the disciples of the Killing Temple have lost their voices!

Unexpectedly, the confrontation between Ning Fan and the blood sky will actually be such a one-sided situation! Ning Fan... too strong, there are actually six innate magic weapons in hand! Non-Xiandi is not an opponent of Ning Fan at all! Can only be beaten by Ning Fan, bullying!

"I don't accept, I don't... service! You just have a lot of magic! If you are fair, you are not... my opponent!" If the blood grows in the air, it is still not willing to bite, no pleading, only sneer, down There is also a bit of hard air.

It is a pity that the enemy is an enemy, and it is hard to let go.

"The road is not fair, the fairness in your mouth, not in the past, not in the future."

The red mans flashed, Ning Fan appeared in front of the blood, and stopped all congenital offensives. The hands are somewhat unfamiliarly printed, and the pattern is instantly formed. The cockroaches that fall on the **** sky are smashed into countless blood fog, and the fainting element of the bleeding space is taken from the blood fog. God is not eager to kill, but to seal it and detain him.

Ning Fan’s plan was to bring all the rebellious gods to the blood sacrifice before the emperor’s grave.

This battle has won, he has collected all the innate magic weapons, his eyes faintly sweeping toward the Quartet, and found that other thieves around him have already been cleaned by the people of Minghai Xianwang and others.

There is no more fighting in the sky, only the chaotic and intertwined way, telling the rebellion before this place... Only the burial sound of Ning Fan’s audible, telling the quiet death of the emperor...

Wherever Ning Fan’s eyes are, all the disciples of the killing temples, or the expression of fanaticism, or the fear of not looking directly at Ning Fan, of course, there are many people who are sad and happy, and their looks are complicated!

Ning Fan’s life as a young man has spread and spread!

They lost seven generations to kill the emperor, this is sad.

They got eight generations of the emperor, this is hi.

A generation has passed away, a generation has arrived, their eight generations of young emperors, the name is very loud, the strength is very strong, follow this person, you can try to fight for a future!

"The master, the small eight meritorious deeds, look, this is the sinister priest of the small eight oysters, there are three!" is the old chrysanthemum smile face.

"Small catch four gods! Hey! Small credit is bigger!" is that Zhu Er is in the same position as Wu Lao.

"Wang Wang Wang!" Crow Tengu actually spit out two faint gods from his stomach, dedicated to Ning Fan.

Other traitors were basically killed directly, and only those who left the Yuanshen.

Wu Lao Ba, Zhu Er, and Crow Tiangou, because of the merits, did not agree with Ning Fan, and they were very funny, but Ning Fan could not laugh.

He did not pay attention to these three best products, only sighed, put away the three gods who came to the servant, silently flew to the side of the king of the sea, said, "I want to go to the **** world, open the blood world, open it..."

"Yes."

It is the unrequited answer of the Master of the Sea and all the surviving killing monks.

Victory, how?

How about holding the killing hall?

Killing the emperor, after all, he is still dead.

When Ning Fan reopened the **** world of Beidou, he entered the inner star palace. When Ning Fan found the head of the murderer, he had to accept this reality.

It was a dead body that died without falling. The head was cut off by birth and death. The Yuanshen exhausted the remaining strength and died in the body. If the survival of the surviving emperor is too little and too little, even if the blood is rebellious and sneak attack, it will certainly not fall.

Surrounded by the ancient dynasty that died with the killing of the emperor, killing the emperor, these cockroaches will not survive.

There is not much time to kill the emperor... The hero is late, and it is so dark and sorrowful.

It is precisely because of the lack of vitality in killing the emperor. Today, Ning Fan has not used up the jade of the emperor. At first, he was afraid of the loss of the emperor, and in the future... I am afraid there is no chance to use it again.

"Predecessors, I am back..."

"You gave me two thousand years of growth, but now it seems that there is not so much time to slowly take over the killing hall."

"But there is one thing that the younger generation can't figure out. You said that the day of your death is when the enemy invaded. You should have been dead for a long time. If this is not the case, the younger generation will insist on reopening the blood of the Beidou to help you. The old man is degraded, afraid that he still has to be concealed... I don't understand, if you are behind, the culprit does not seem to invade immediately, but let the blood and other people continue to lurk in the temple and secretly act... Why?"

"The younger generation knows that there is actually a peerless sword in the killing hall. [Beidou dust robbery, sacred heaven and earth], this is the sword. Blood and other people seem to be doing something about this sword. Only when they reach their goal, the clan will dare to invade..."

"Or, or the two thousand years that the predecessors said at the beginning, it is not just the remaining life of their own, but also a certain time deduction related to this sword?"

With this in mind, Ning Fan sighed.

There are too many doubts in his heart, but unfortunately, no killer has answered for him.

The invasion of the scourge, the existence of the holy sword of the Holy Day, and the specific details, even the great elders of the Minghai Xianwang are unknown.

Perhaps, the original intention of this generation to kill the emperor is to wait until Ning Fan grows to a certain extent, and then informs.

But unfortunately, no one can answer the doubts of Ning Fan.

"Less master, killing the temple can not be a day without a master, seven generations have passed away, it is up to you to succeed eight generations, the general manager of the overall situation. Once you have not grown up, you need to hide behind the people, now you are invincible under the emperor, It is the six robbers who are afraid that they can also fight. The successor to the eight generations of killing the emperor, there is nothing wrong with it, and no one dares to dissatisfaction!" Behind him, the emperor of the sea is falling to the ground, and the emperor will not be arrogant. People, only to kill the emperor, it is worthy of his great gift!

In his heart, he has already treated Ning Fan as the next killer!

"First let the seven generations into the earth for security..." Ning Fan sighed, and lifted the sea, and the strong people of the sacred sea sweared at him because of his recognition and respect for his identity as a young man. Loyalty, the same, out of respect, he will not let the existence of the sea like him.

For the killing of the temple, Ning Fan’s sense of belonging is actually not high. He and the old man who died in the murder of the temple are different after all.

He acts only for a promise of the year, nothing more...

"After that?"

"After that, the seven-generation death was suppressed, and the secret was not announced."

"There are people who know this thing, but they are afraid of it."

"Just order the disciples to stop their mouths. Even if the matter finally spreads out, it doesn't matter. I just don't want to let too many people know that killing the emperor is being murdered by a traitor. I am ruined by the name of the world... I know what you are worried about, you Should you know the hostility of the murderer to my killing temple?"

"I know a little about it, I don't know. The secret people who tried to kill me. It turned out to be a curse. This time I really figured out..."

"Even the murderers did not destroy the murder temple immediately after the death of the seven generations. It must be because of scruples. What the sinisters dare not do, other emperors, who dare to do it? I guess this Dongtian, these four Heaven, if you want to figure out the power of the holy sword, you will never stop the blame. At this time, the murder hall is still there. For a long time in the future, the temple will still exist... until they decide that the time has come. Ok..."

"戮的圣天荒剑...The little master refers to the ancient seal sword in the blood prison... Is this sword so powerful? Can the secrets be taboo? I don’t know this before!" .

"I just guessed it. Everything is just a guess..."

"The Lord does not intend to succeed the Eighth Generation to kill the Emperor immediately? It must be said that it will be of great benefit to succeed the Emperor."

"Oh? I was the first to hear that it is good to succeed in killing the emperor. Can the elders give me specific instructions?"

The original intention of Ning Fan is to conceal the death of the emperor, and then pretend to be like, and withdraw from the killing hall.

Because of certain taboos, it is better for the scourge to dare not to kill the temple in the short term, but one day, those people will do it.

In order to have enough guardianship to kill the temple before that day, Ning Fan could not stay in the killing hall. He must leave. He must seek opportunities, constantly improve and cultivate, and gain a strong cultivation against the secret!

In order to promise in the same year, Ning Fan is willing to bear the responsibility of guarding the temple, and the reputation of killing the emperor is very light, and the power to kill the emperor is also weak.

If he is still very weak, he may value the position of the emperor. After all, as a murderer, he can adjust the power of the killing temple to defend himself.

But now, does he really need to guard himself under the murder of the temple? No need, no longer...

And in the eyes of Ning Fan, the name of the Eight Dynasties to kill the emperor, and the name of the eight generations of the killing of the Emperor, is no different, can not scare the real master.

The difference is not big, what is the significance of succession? Anyway, if he succeeds in his succession, he will guard the temple and fulfill his promise.

However, if there is other advantage in succeeding in killing the emperor, then Ning Fan will have to think about whether to succeed the emperor.

Specifically, it depends on the benefits of successor killing the emperor, whether he can impress him, otherwise he is still lazy.

Take an ancient jade slip from the sea and pay respect to Ning Fan.

This jade was passed down from generation to generation by the great elders and passed to the hands of the sea. The number of lives of the forty-seven generations of elders has been far less than that of killing the emperor. Naturally, there are many generations.

Ning Fan’s thoughts on Yu Jian were calm at first, but then there was an unexpected color.

"The successor to kill the emperor is really good for the strength of the intensive, and so on... I am directly succeeding the eight generations to kill the emperor, and why not!"

Ning Fan’s gaze is gradually reminiscent.

Those who are not to be embarrassed, the followers can still chase!

I sighed the tragedy of the seven generations without any meaning. It is time for him to fulfill his promise and return seven generations!

"In this case, the subordinates ordered this, and arranged the Emperor's Great Ceremony of the Lord. From this day on, I will kill the temple and the blood of the Beidou, and I will be loyal to the Lord. Responsible for guarding the killing of the temple, the subordinates are more willing to make an oath to honor the loyalty! As long as the Lord does not slay the temple, this is a submarine, and is willing to go through the fire for the younger generation!"

"For me to live in the fire of the Ning Fan generation? Oh, no need for this, you only need to guard the temple, do not change the initial heart, so it is enough." Ning Fan smiled.

The sea is deeply worshipped, and the head is lowered, and there is recollection in the eyes.

He remembered the swearing oath of the same year that year.

That year he was still young, just a mortal boy, a heart-seeking fairy, a certain comprehension star, he and seven generations killed the emperor, shocked as a heaven.

[Dao Chang! Please accept me as a disciple! I also want to practice! When a long-lived fairy! 】

[The old man is not the leader of the road... The old man is asking for it, nor is it the Tao...and the old man, not the apprentice...] is the answer to the seven generations of the emperor.

[Dao Chang, you are really inhuman. This is good, as long as you accept me as a disciple, take me to find immortal, Xiao Haiming, willing to go through the fire for the ten generations! Is this the general line? 】

[Going to the fire? Oh, interesting... But the old man doesn't need you to go to my own fire. Of course, if you can really fulfill your promise, the old man will send you a fairy, but you can't, but the old man will not accept you as a disciple, killing the temple to accept the apprentice, but very strict, you must personally kill the comet, Out of the trial, it is qualified to become a disciple of the killing temple. 】

In the gratified laughter, the seven generations of the emperor drove Changhong to leave, leaving only a young boy in the sea, obsessed with the sky, envious.

That year, he still doesn't know what is the killing hall...

That year, he did not know the world of immortals, how broad it is...

He was obsessed with the sky until the seven generations of the emperor left for a long time, only to return to God. When he returned to God, he found the ground in front of him. I don’t know when, there was a book.

A very common and ordinary practice method, which records all kinds of methods for mortal pedigrees; a bottle of ordinary and very common medicinal herbs can help the monks to open up the veins...

The overjoyed teenager in the sea, excited to find a land without a man, began to serve Dan cultivation...

Then he stepped into the realm of comprehension, killing all the way, step by step to the broken void, flying away from this comprehension star; step by step to the second step of the immortal, sweeping the peers, and joining the killing hall as a monk; step by step Become the elder of the Killing Temple; step by step to become a great elder; step by step, won the resounding reputation of the white hair fairy king.

Xiaoming Haiming, willing to go through the fire for the Daoist generation!

Under the submarine, I wish to go to the fire for the sake of the young masters!

Never changed! (To be continued...)