Grasping Evil

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The first step, in the Mingque, outlines a hundred lines.

The second step, the virtual poison, a trace of silk into the pattern, leaving only some, for the Jindan repaired the bird to swallow, the other, seal!

The first step is to outline the pattern and there is no mistake. It is not difficult to say that Ning Fan’s thoughts and martial arts are repaired. But the second step involves the steps of separating the seal and separating the poisonous poison... In this step, Ning Fan does not have much confidence, even after giving the faint Mingque, taking several kinds of fire attributes, and then grasping Still less than 70%.

The more violent the suppression of the false poisons, the greater the calculation of the false poison.

On the top of a hot flint, Ning Fan looked at the deep blue magma under his feet. After a moment of indulgence, one hand held the bird in his arms, and the other hand drove the black magic body, but jumped into the lava.

Sinking. The lower the lava is, the more flaming the fire will be, and the Ningfan mana is eager to consume in the process of resisting the fire. He took out a eternal elixir called Xuanzhi and gently bite it. Immediately, the mana filled up.

Wannian Xuanzhi... A rare kind of eternal elixir that can be taken directly, can not improve the cultivation, but can quickly restore mana, its price is extremely expensive, ordinary Yuan Yingxiu, may not be able to afford.

This Xuanzhi is provided by Luo Luo, and Ning Fan has no distress. At this moment, saving people first, all the waste of spiritual medicine is not worth mentioning.

Mana is empty and time-consuming, and once and for all, it will make Ning Fan's mana more concise. At the bottom of the magma, Ning Fan took the cast, and did not dive. Wannian Xuanzhi had already eaten a third. Dive again, your own mana, may not be enough to return to the volcano.

The strength of this place is far stronger than that expected by Ning Fan. Under this fire, the poisonous poison in the Mingque is inevitably suppressed. Ning Fan seals the success rate of virtual poison, and raises again!

He glanced at him and pointed out a black inflammation. He lifted the body of the bird, and he did not enter the body of the bird. Immediately, he began to be frozen.

This singular means of freezing the minds of God, and the rain ponds of the second layer of burial mounds, are like a withdrawal. It seems that at that time, the reason why Ning Fan’s thoughts were frozen was this reason.

But here, it is not the second layer of rain ponds, but Ning Fan, but also swallowed the black magic fire this veins! His eyes flashed black, and the freezing of God’s thoughts melted instantly. God read in the body of the bird, carefully walked along the meridians, a little bit, and introduced the poisonous poison into the pattern of the body surface.

One, two... ten!

Twenty, thirty... all the way to the forty-third!

Ning Fan has always been engrossed in his mind, and he has been guided by his own, and the poisonous poison has been guided by him, completing the seal of the forty-three veins.

It was only this moment, a life-and-death crisis, but suddenly came from behind... A sound beast, turned out to be a fire in the volcano.

These fire spirits are all bodies of deep blue flames. Each one is only a spiritual level. But because of the sneak attack, the spells of the fire spirits are played on Ning Fan, even if there is a silver light. In the realm of the world, he is still seriously injured immediately... And the forty-third of the Xianmai sealed the poison, almost failed!

"Fire in the district, find death!"

His eyebrows were cold, and he shot the spirits and called out the incarnation!

A black figure, from the body of Ning Fan step by step, its appearance, and Ning Fan is generally no, half of the face, seems to have a few more mysterious lines. And its look, with killing and anger, half-step yuan-level momentum, sweeping in the sea of ​​fire!

"Which one was hurting me, what kind of fire spirit is there, preventing me from saving people and looking for death!"

Incarnation of Ning Fan, such as ghosts through the line, under each pointing, the vast mana spread, there must be several fire spirits exploding. After these fires explode, occasionally a kind of red spirit beads will be produced... The incarnation of Ning Fan will put the beads on his hands and reveal the cold.

"Demon Dan... Only killing Jindan monsters can get the other party's demon... These fire spirits, it seems that there are some, have reached the edge of breaking through the golden Dan... Unfortunately, it has provoked me, your life, There is no chance to survive!"

The incarnation of Ning Fan turned his head and said to the person, "You save the bird again, I am going to kill!"

"rest assured."

This person is an incarnation, it is a soul divided into two people... Two people, not Ning Fan, it should be said that the two are only half of Ning Fan. The left hand and the right hand will never dispute... The two are the different parts that make up Ning Fan.

Many of the monks above the broken, like to sacred the second incarnation...because, the only one in the world, will never betray oneself. They practiced their lives for a lifetime, and they were cautious and careful. In the end, no one believed, only believed in themselves.

The avatar is himself, and the avatar is a illusion... this mystery is hard to say.

Just after the incarnation of Ning Fan, after falling into deeper magma, the sound of screaming killings gradually faded away.

In the distance, the human body is rather quiet, and the small Mingque seals the false poison.

The injury is not light... But at this moment, Ning Fan has no time to heal, forcing the injury and saving people!

"Cake brother...Thank you...you are so good..." The queph in the coma, blurry and open his eyes, smiled sweetly at Ning Fan.

"No need to thank me... hurt?"

"No... no pain..." The poisonous seal is an extremely painful thing, but Mingque is still making a casual smile.

This is a strong little girl.

"Resist, very soon... Sealed the poisonous poison, I will give you a cake to eat." Ning Fan licks the child's tone, and in the eyes of Mingque, suddenly there is expectation, the pain, it does not seem to hurt.

"Sure."

Fifty, sixty... ninety-ninth...

Ning Fan seals the poisonous poison, because it is hurt, it is difficult to perfect, but finally completed the ninety-nine seals... The last one, all the seals will run through the union. From then on, the nine-fold viciousness in the Mingque body will be sealed. Body surface pattern. One-tenth of the venomous poison was sealed in the body by Ning Fan, and it was released at a slow speed for refining.

Only the last seal can be successful... but Ning Fan, but his eyes are solemnly discovered, the last seal, he can not be sealed anyway!

He found that inside the bank of the Mingque, there was a seal, a seal... Dan seal!

Dan Feng, the owner of Gaopindan, in order to prevent the drug from being swallowed by someone other than himself, will plant Danfeng in the drug. If this Dan falls in the hands of other people, I don’t know if there is Danfeng, but I will take it rashly. Dan seal starts, the medicinal herbs will fly away...

What you can't get, you can't let others get it... This is the style of many masters.

Mingque, is the Dan Devil... and her body, there is a Dan seal... This confirms a bad guess of Ning Fan... Mingque, it is an alchemy teacher, artificially created! And the alchemy teacher, planted Dan seal in the body of the bird!

It is this Dan seal that hinders Ning Fan and the last seal!

"Cake brother... what's wrong..." Mingque eyes squinted. Her poisonous seal is almost the same, and her consciousness is gradually clear, as if she is normal.

"Nothing... but it is the district Danfeng... The district is turned to the alchemy division... the Dan seal under the cloth!"

Ning Fan face sinking like water... Seven conversions to the Dan teacher, you can refine the broken medicinal herbs, nine turns... nine turn to the alchemy, in the true fairy, it must be a well-known generation. And he is already a nine-turn alchemy teacher, but still designing the Dan Devil... That alchemy teacher, what do you want to do? Want to refine the medicinal herbs that transcend nine turns? !

He and the mysterious alchemist, there is no enmity, but since there is a relationship with the Mingque, it is impossible, watching the Mingque one day, was eaten by the alchemy division.

Nine-turning alchemy, Ning Fan did not... but broke the nine-turn Dan seal, Ning Fan has several means.

In the eyes of his cold, he immediately took up the cold, and if nothing happened, he smiled at Mingque.

"Reassured, the first hundred seals, just right... From today, you are free."

Ning Fan took out the bottle and can and started grinding the liquid...

After half an hour, Dan seal, broken! The hundredth seal, formed!

At a glance, the Mingque is flying, the small body is gently floating, and the magma is slowly changing.

Breath, suddenly increased, from the early Jindan, to the mid-term, then to the later, then, the peak!

There is even a supreme cold and majesty. In the eyes of Mingque, it gradually forms a... a unity, with her body, extremely unworthy of the majesty!

...

At the same time, the land of the extreme east of the rain, in the endless sea, within a thousand thousand islands, on a huge floating island, a statue of a goddess, stunned.

And an island master, all in this hustle and bustle, full of surprises.

"Goddess is a goddess! Goddess did not abandon us, Goddess is back!"

An old priest who turned the realm of God, trembled and stumbled before the statue of the goddess... and all the tribes, at this moment, kneel!

If you look closely, you will find that these monks, though one is a human being, but in the body, the condensation is neither a **** nor a magic pulse... but a demon pulse! Even in ancient times, it is not the fairy vein that the Terran can consolidate!

One by one, exuding the tyrannical demon power, and arrogant, but in front of the statue, hundreds of miles.

Everything, just because of this statue, the person who had been worshipped, is the king of the Taikoo.

Its name, Si Cang!