Grasping Evil

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The second floor of the burial mound, rainy and rainy, and the rain beast in the dark, for some reason, never attacked Ning Fan.

All this, Xue Qing could not understand... but he attributed all the credit to Ning Fan.

"Master is not only a four-turn alchemy teacher, but also a white sorcerer, a raining beast... Although it is a teenager, it is absolutely enough to be my master."

Xue Qing's mentality has changed faintly. Before I was a teacher, I was cheating on some alchemy from Ning Fan, but now, he is sincere and willing to practice from Ning Van, from the beginning, to practice. Not only practice alchemy, but also cultivate the realm of mana, and re-cultivate, state of mind.

Ning Fan looked at the rain pond before, and his eyes were moving. Xue Qing could also guess that there must be treasures in the rain pond, which caused Ning Fan to pay attention. For Ning Fan, who is the best of the magic weapon, even the 10,000 souls can't see him. What he can see is surely a good thing.

However, he still left the rain pond, which undoubtedly shows that there is a presence in the rain pond that makes Ning Fan jealous.

In front of the treasure, he was able to look back and not leave... This state of mind, Xue Qing asked himself.

Surrounded by more than a dozen black towers, a downwardly extending cloud ladder leads to the dark underground.

Before the crater, Ning Fan took his footsteps again, closed his eyes and felt the rain in front of him.

This time, Xue Qing also imitated Ning Fan, and closed his eyes to feel the rain. He suddenly found out that there is a special meaning in this rain, which can nourish the people and improve the state of mind.

It is a pity that in the eyes of Xue Qing, no matter how you can't see it, what is the meaning?

However, Xue Qing is lucky compared to other elders who entered the cemetery, because in addition to Ning Fan, I am afraid that he is the first one, realizing that rain can improve the mood.

Everything has not entered the heart of Ningfan. His heart, immersed in the drizzle, tried to hear the sentiment of the second son of the tomb.

Gradually, the sound of the rain, quiet, the world no rain... And at this time, through the rain, Ning Fan’s mind seems to appear such a picture.

An old man in black, can't see the face, hold a paper umbrella, and walk in the rain.

"There are four talents, the land is divided into nine worlds, there is a rainy world, and the rain is endless. The rain is born in the sky, and it dies in the earth... This rain is dead, not dead, but dead... he The body will turn into the sky, and return to the heavens. Of course, his heart is falling into the dust, crushing... the broken raindrops, when re-aggregating, can he still be? A rain, hundreds of millions of drops of rain It seems to be the same. Actually, every drop of rain has his different flavors... Although the same, the end of the road is different. I have made millions of rains, and I have realized a complication... This place is now a ghost Zong..."

At this point, the picture is stopped... Ning Fan slowly opens his eyes, and there is a hint of confusion and sorrow in his eyes.

The words of the first layer of the old, although very deep and very mysterious, but it is difficult to impress the heart of Ning Fan.

On the second floor, the old man’s feelings again, the words seem to sigh, and the sadness of an encounter is integrated into the rain.

Why does the **** of the gods appear in the fairy world of the rain... Is it rainy when he feels the rain, he is hit the sky, he is beaten down...

Therefore, the **** of the gods in the rain, gave birth to his unique sentiment! I am afraid that every layer of cemetery has the footprints of the gods!

The **** of the gods, once here, the sentiment, the **** of the rain!

And it is very likely that it was this sentiment in the rain that made the **** of the gods reinvigorate their ambitions and returned to the four-day fairy world!

With Ning Fan's mind, it is easy to infer that there are so many hidden feelings, and the truth is similar.

And he looked at it, looked at the rain of the sky, and began to understand...Understand what the **** of the gods said, the millions of drops of rain in the world, why are they different.

There is only one kind of **** of rain, but there are countless ways to separate it... Because the birth of God requires not only the way of heaven and earth, but also the way of its own.

Although the rain is the same, the monks have different experiences and different perceptions. The condensed rain is different!

The first layer of sentiment did not impress Ning Fan, because there was no experience of integrating the gods.

The second layer of sentiment, Ning Fan slightly touched, because the **** of the gods, the heart of the resentment ... this move, then move, then Ning Fan's heart, how not move.

The tomb of the bird, the most precious, is not the Dan magic, not the sinful yin, not the chilly but the effect of improving the speed of cultivation, and even not necessarily the nine-layered fairy bird...

For Ning Fan, the most precious thing is this rain, a realization of the image!

"The third layer... the **** of the gods, what did you realize?"

Ning Fan reveals the light, one step, stepping down the crater and leading to the third floor of Xianyun.

He faintly felt that there would be unexpected gains when he came to the grave.

"If I re-take the road of the predecessors of the gods... can you feel, the **** of the rain! If successful..." He was hot.

On the third floor, under a layer of ladders, Ning Fan jumped down the ground, and Xue Qing hurriedly followed, full of jealousy and caution.

The third floor... the rain stopped! ?

And around, it is exactly the same as Xue Qing's original ghost story description, surrounded by darkness, everywhere can be seen scattered for many years of white bones... these bones, non-human bones... but, animal bones! And the bones are good, these animal bones are all golden dragon-class monsters!

This place is cold and cold, it is twice the second layer, the cold air makes Ning Fan slightly uncomfortable, but the mana runs at a speed of Sunday, faster!

And around, there are not so many beasts and bloodstains... but in the dark, there is a hidden atmosphere of the monsters. Xue Qing can't feel it, Ning Fan is so strong that he can feel it!

"One head, two heads... seven heads, within a few feet, there are a total of seven Golden Dan monsters, watching us, but they are all in the early days of Jindan, only one is the middle of Jindan, not enough to worry..."

Ning Fan took back his mind and his tone was very weak. But this language fell into Xue Qing'er, but it turned into a fear.

"Within a few feet, there are seven golden dragon beasts! This, this... this place is so dangerous! Master, let's go to the second floor..."

He is happy, but hey, it is not wrong. With the strength of Xue Qing, it is impossible to contend with the seven-headed beast, and it will surely die. If he does not swear, he will not be retired, but he will be a coward! It is stupid!

But Ning Fan, can't be embarrassed... With the strength of Ning Fan, the seven-headed ordinary Jin Dan monster in the district can resist him. If he squats, he will be repaired and he will be repaired to the dog.

"No, they don't dare to come! Dong Yuzhong, illness!"

Ning Fan took a storage bag, for the first time, took out the old pure gold bell!

In the palm of his hand, Xiao Zhong swayed, and dripped, turning into a giant clock of Baizhang, standing in front of him, and in the turbulence of Ningfan's mana, the magical bell of horror!

"The best... the best magic weapon!" Xue Qing's eyes brightened. Although he was not interested in the refiner, he still couldn't keep his mind on the best magic weapon.

Although I knew that Ning Fan was the best magic weapon, even in the battle with Bai Zun, Ning Fan had never used it. Everyone is because Ning Fan is not enough to force the best magic weapon, so it is not used. Now Xue Qing seems that this Dongxiaozhong, although only played one percent of the power, but Ning Fan, indeed, the magic of the peak of the spirit, motivated this magic!

And a bell spread, this bell, if the magic sound, directly shocked the people, under the control of Ning Fan, at the same time in the heart of the seven golden dragon monsters!

Six Jindan early monsters, stunned directly under the bell! And that Jindan mid-term demon, it is also dizzy, chilling, and where to dare to look at Ning Fan!

"This place, there may be a demon Lord... don't kill, but you can't let it bully!"

Ning Fan's tone is condensed, and a giant clock is taken. The giant clock is once again turned into a golden bell and returns to his palm.

And for the power of Dongluo Bell, Ning Fan reveals a satisfactory color. With one percent of power, sweeping Jindan early, shocking the middle of Jindan, this is still the result of Ning Fan’s control of the magic weapon... If he is willing, with this clock, you can kill six early monsters and seriously hurt that Mid-term monster!

This is the power of the best magic weapon! If you thoroughly inspire this power, Ning Fan will be able to play the power of Yuan Ying master...

"Oh... Master and Bai Zun seem to be fighting hard. It turned out that they still have such a powerful card. If he can do it, can he easily kill Bai Zun?!"

Xue Qing’s heart was slightly shocked, and the sound of six beasts screaming fell in his ears. Every way, the mana was stronger than him. One attack, shocked six Jindan monsters... This is Ning Fan, hidden terrorist power!

And listening to Ning Fan said that there seems to be a demon Lord here... Xue Qing has a cold greeting, secretly, that demon Lord will not be Dan Devil!

Ning Fan does not kill the monster, there are indeed concerns... The second floor of the tomb, the rain pond monster encountered, give Ning Fan a strong sense of crisis... and those rain beasts seem to follow this devil command, Most likely this is under the magic hand. And the magic object, repaired to be apparently above Ning Fan, but did not kill, but also dismissed the demon beast, for Ning Fan Qing Dao... Although not worthy of kindness, it is also a good intention.

Therefore, Ning Fan did not rush to kill here. It is both taboo and ritual.

He took the East Bell and ignored the shock of Xue Qing, but looked up and looked at the dark and humid sky.

"This place, why is there no rain... why..."

He showed his confused eyes. According to his inference, the **** of the gods should be on the third floor, and the sentiment should be further improved.

No rain, how come you feel?

Or, it is the rain that there is no feeling!

A hint of wetness, in the heart of Ning Fan, and Ning Fan, suddenly revealed half-guessed eyes, closed his eyes.

"Xue Qing, don't bother me..." He faintly left an order, and then closed the six senses.

The only thing that is not closed is the gods... This is a monk, a life-saving instinct.

...

In the darkness, Ning Fan began to enlighten, and Xue Qing, the scalp became more and more numb.

The cold air around him, the ridiculous white bones, all touched his nerves, reminding him of the woman's face full of blood on that day.

"Dan Devil... Dan Devil will not appear..."

He smiled bitterly, and he was a monk in the early days of Jindan. He also showed the color of fear. He really lived in the dog's stomach.

"Oh, what is the fear of the Dan Devil, not afraid of it... I am also like Master, close your eyes and realize it... just no rain, how to feel..."

He smiled and closed his eyes, as if he was laughing and daring.

But the next moment, Xue Qing clearly felt that a soft but cold little hand caught his shoulder.

"I hate it..."

A terrible woman voice, ringing behind him!

For a moment, Xue Qing was awkward.

Not good, it is Dan Devil! This is how to cultivate, and deceive yourself behind, there is no smell!

Xue Qing gritted his teeth and looked back. He was behind him, a pale woman's face, full of blood, showing a weird smile, Sen Bai's teeth, looking at him, licking his long tongue, as if looking at a gourmet!

"Teacher... Master..." Xue Qing wants to remind Ning Fan.

"Don't make trouble... you will play with her, don't bother me..." Ning Fan Shen thought of the ‘female ghost’ perception, and immediately received the thoughts of God, no more words.

"What, let me accompany her... play with her! She will eat me!" Xue Qing showed helplessness.

The master is calm, not so calm! Dan magic, just in front of you! Master, you can't understand, you can save me!