Grasping Evil

"Jingzhuodao friends do not need to be polite, the enemy is currently, is not the time of the narrative..." Ning Fan helped the scene, but his eyes turned to Tianyizi.

As for the extremely sinister ship that fled, there is no way to cause Ning Fan to care, and Nangong has pursued people. What really makes them jealous is only the black man!

"Great enemy?"

Not only the scenes, the ghosts, but also several other helpers, Jin Dan, are all scorned.

The extreme yin gate is destroyed, only the Tiandao sect, the Tianyizi and the remaining Heavenly monks, although not good to deal with, can not be considered a big enemy?

They are all stunned by Heavenly Tao.

It seems to prove the words of Ning Fan, one day, holding a compass, looking at the direction of Ning Fan.

The compass in his hand is closer to Ning Fan, and the more it is spinning, and at this moment, Tian Yizi laughs, hoarse and gloomy, and is incompatible with all of this.

"The ancient corpse, it was on you! Good! So it saves the old man to look around! This corpse, return to me! Hand over this corpse, the old man gives you a happy! The other monks here will become the old man's new corpse !"

At this moment, Tianyizi received the compass and held his hand to release a pressure. This pressure is only 30% of its deity, but even if it is only 30%, it is only a little farther away than Jingjian, and it is much stronger than the ghost.

Under this pressure, Ning Cheng was shocked by the sound of amazement. It was indeed good, but it seems that there is no tyrannical ancestor, but dare to speak out, **** wash all the monks here, it is so bold!

Jing Zhuo is also screaming, stepping forward, every step of the pressure, climbing up. His mana has arrived at Yuan Ying, although the momentum has not yet arrived, but it is much stronger than the ordinary ancestors.

The pressure of Jing Zhuo, so that the nearby Bai Feiteng and others suffocated, but passed to the side of Tianyizi, but it seems like a breeze, no harm, only exchanged for a sneer.

"If your cuddling is this fake baby monk, then this singularly declares that he can't save you!"

Tian Yizi’s words were ridiculous, one fingered, and there were forty-four meditations around him, which immediately began to rot and instantly burst into blood. The blood of the corpse, a roll of a child in the sky, its breath immediately rose sharply, and gradually, beyond the scene, completely reached the level of the early monk of Yuan Ying!

At this moment, above the sky, the wind is raging, its momentum, the sky is turbulent, and the five elements are in chaos! This is the true Yuan Ying momentum, enough to provoke changes in the world!

The arrogance in the eyes of the madness gradually reduced, and immediately turned into a trace of fear, he found that one day, the momentum has surpassed his ancestors! Under this prestige, he was a master of Jindan, and he felt a sense of powerlessness. And listening to the words of a son, Jing Zhuo is a fake baby monk, one by one, all of them are looking suspicious and looking at Jing Zhuo.

"Yes, for some reasons, the old man is not really a true Yuan Ying monk..." Jing Zhuan’s forehead slightly oozing cold sweat, he is in the center of the momentum of Tianyizi, very uncomfortable, but it is not so shocked by Tianyizi. live.

It’s just his words, like a basin of cold water, spilled on the hearts of all the monks.

It turns out that everyone’s eager ancestors are just fake baby monks... but Tianyizi’s momentum is stronger than Jingzhuo...

Isn’t the so-called Yuan Ying, the first surname of the country, not yet completely broken through the realm? !

Is it true that the unfavorable Tianyizi is the real Yuanying monk? !

One monk, the eyes began to show fear of Tianyizi. Yuan Ying’s monk, one person’s power, is enough to overthrow a subordinate comprehension country. Even if one has a fake baby monk, it may not be an opponent of Tianyi... Today, I am afraid there is danger.

At this juncture, Tian Yizi sneered, everyone's fear, let it despise, "This is the veteran husband's 50% pressure, then, the old man 70% pressure!"

Tian Yizi once again squatted, behind the eight Jin Dan elders, the same body rot, and then bursting blood.

Its breath absorbs blood and corpses, and climbs again, almost reaching the peak of Yuan Ying!

Under the pressure of its 70%, it was the flow of Bai Feiteng and Yan, all of which were disorganized, and there was a lot of mana. Except for Jing Zhuo, Ghosts and Ning Fan, Ning Cheng, no one can compete against this pressure! They all breathe in a cold air, and the blood is raging! With the eyebrows of Tianyizi's eyebrows flashing, the madness of the fire, including the four elders of Jindan, all lost their hearts and were invaded by the demons!

"This pressure, I am afraid, has reached the peak of the early Yuan Ying?! This is only his 70% pressure, if he releases all the pressure, can not reach 10%!" Even Jingzhuo, is the first time The face changed greatly and began to fall under the pressure of Tian Yizi.

It’s weird, it’s too weird, even if it’s a Yuanying monk, you shouldn’t rely on the pressure, you will convince yourself... Is this day when the son releases the power, it even secretly puts the illusion? !

At a glance, Jing Zhuo and the ghost sparrows looked at each other and saw a guess from the other's eyes.

The two nodded, and at the same time, the mana was fully opened, and they shouted, and their mana swayed, trying to dispel the illusion of Tianyizi.

The two together, the mana is so vast, than the ordinary Yuan Ying early monk is not too much.

For the illusion that I don't know how to crack, the only way to crack is to use strong tyrannical force to disperse. The two methods are correct, but their mana, after adding, is still inferior to Tianyizi deity, and can't be town. The illusion of magic only caused the surrounding air to appear a red line, but it disappeared without a trace.

That red line seems to be the root of illusion. It is a pity that although they saw the clues of illusion, they still had no way to break the technique. Instead, they were invaded by the red line and invaded the body because of the swaying mana.

Ghosts and smoldering, all face changes, this blood line, I do not know what the power of pollution, let them cultivate thousands of years of state of mind, completely lost!

"What is this illusion...when did he swear?!"

The two did not understand the means of Tianyizi, but Ning Fan understood. The bloodline that just emerged briefly, let Ning Fan Ming, the mystery of this illusion.

The **** color is the evil thought inspired by the three corpses, extremely dirty, and can confuse people!

The linear shape is the power of the mind, and the invisible mind of the gods will wrap and hide the evil thoughts! This is the root of the three corpse surgery!

God read, God thought, that is, God thought, Ning Fan fear!

"It's enough!"

The eyebrows of the eyebrows flashed, and the sword that was in the eyebrows of the eyebrows was immediately turned into a touch of starlight and flew out. The left thorns and the right shackles will hide the power of the gods around them and annihilate them one by one.

瞳 ,, is the eyes, the god, is the gods. If it is other attacks, it is difficult to crack, but it is difficult to crack, but illusion, especially group illusion, as long as the discovery of clues, may not be able to break!

Several swords annihilated all the gods to read the blood line, and Ning Fan’s eyes flickered in the cold, and the scorpion flew away from the flying sword, turned into an ice rainbow, and rushed to Tianyizi.

It seems that, besides oneself, no one can break the illusion of the sky, so, only himself, is qualified to fight with Tianyizi.

It’s not the corpse, you can cultivate a rare three corpses, I am afraid that when the son of this day is full, it is the mid-Minister of the Yuan Ying, but also a battle!

"There are laborers and seniors, help me to protect Ningcheng one or two, this person, I fight alone!"

Jing Zhuo and ghost birds and other people heard the words, one heart and one heart retreat back to Ningcheng City Wall... The illusion just now, too thrilling, let them, taboo too deep!

I can't resist it... It seems that today, only Ning Fan, one person can fight with Tian Yizi.

"That is the Yuan Ying old strange, Ning Fan can win?" Bai Fei Teng speech is not a taste, it seems that still has not forgotten the gap with Ning Fan.

"If he is not victorious, don't say Ning Cheng, I am afraid that the whole country will be destroyed. If this sect is not mistaken, this day, it is only a smelt, and its true identity is probably that person. "The ghost bird is dignified.

"Which person?" Steps and madness and other young monks, I don't know the secrets, but some of the old geeks who have lived for thousands of years, immediately heard the words of the ghosts, and immediately changed their face.

"Two thousand years ago, one person and one force, blood wash seven corpse of the subordinates of the real country?!" At this moment, Bai Feiteng is difficult to calm down.

And the monks outside the hundred miles, each face a dramatic change, seems to hear something incredible horror. Before they didn't understand, why did Xuanzi's ancestors be too imaginary, and when they saw Tianyi, they turned around and left. It turned out that it was impossible to see through the days of Tianyi. !

Two thousand years ago...the corpse demon...the first-class sect, many of them have classics, and recorded the monks! A Yuan Ying ancestor who has made many intermediate-level comprehension countries, all suffer from the horrible people!

This person is in the flesh, not only can break the magic weapon, it is said that this person is more adept at refining the corpse, in the hands, not only a few hundred thousand melting spirit smelters!

‘All the corpses are gone, the country is destroyed,’ and most of the sects of the sects have recorded this sentence, but those who have never said it before, can’t imagine the horror!

Taikoo magic pulse! The descendant of the corpse is not yet dead? !

"Soon speed back to the sect, inform all the Yue Zongmen, the corpse is passed on, and the country is in the country!"

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When Tian Yizi’s eyes were condensed, he opened the 70% pressure, and he could not let Ning Fan’s heart disturb a point.

And he secretly spurred the three corpses, and the illusion that was released was actually broken by a sword of Ning Fan.

Starlight sword shadow, one of the power of the stars of the ancient stars, makes Tianyizi look hot.

"The Taikoo soldiers!? The old man knows that you are the ancient magic, but I do not know that you are pregnant with the ancient gods... but from today, this Taigu Shenbing, owned by the old man!"

"Yes, then you have to look at it, you can't take it! The shape of the giant sword!"

Ning Fan shakes his wrist, and the star-light flying sword is smoothed into a thick sword with a length of seven feet. When he dances gently, there is a faint thunder.

And the display of the body of the body of the six-six body, Ning Fan body madness doubled, ice and rainbow approaching, the giant sword toward the sky one child, it is a sword!

Before, he had already seen the physical strength of Tianyizi. This time, he would not keep his hands.

"Hey! This sword has a double shape. This is not mentioned in the "The Dead Man".!" Tianyizi is jealous and excited. He said that "The Dead Man" is what he got in the past. The way in which the corpse is passed down is different from the memory of the ancient times, but it is also passed down to the practice.

He did not hesitate to let go of the black scorpion and cast a refining technique. The body of Tianyizi was pulled up to a height of ten feet, and his refining technique was obviously much better than Ning Fan’s body of six.

In front of Tian Yizi, the original tall Ning Fan was only taller than his calves.

After the incarnation of the giant, Tian Yizi was daring to go and pick up the Ning Fan sword.

Ning Fan of the body of Zhang Liu, at least with the power of tens of thousands of pounds, but the palm of the hand touched, the giant force hit, the gas of Ning Fan surged, his strength, it seems to be weak, Tianyizi is more than one.

It’s not that Tianyizi’s refining realm is better than Ningfan’s. It’s just the refining technique that Tianyizi masters. It’s much higher than Ningfan.

In fact, Tian Yizi took the sword and was uncomfortable. He hardened the sword. His feet were deep inside the gold and iron of the ship, and his wrist was so painful that he was about to break.

"This son, a strong refining realm, the old man is a line, you can break through the silver bone, but this child seems to be more than the ordinary silver bone, but also a lot more... because he condensed the star of the gods?"

In the eyes of Tian Yizi, there was a trace of incomprehensible embarrassment. As a god-devil, he rarely swears, Ning Fan, is the first one.

Fortunately, his practice of refining is quite extraordinary. He is called "Gian Gushen", which is the infant-level refining method he grabbed in the meta-infant of a middle-level comprehension country.

Incorporating the giants with "Gian Gushen", naturally it is not as powerful as the giants who are masters of the Bone Emperor, but compared to Ning Fan's rotten street practice - "The Body of Zhang Liu", the power is not a star and a half.

"Unfortunately, the land of Ningcheng, also save you can pick up my illusion, but you can't even beat the old man's power," Tian Yizi laughed.

"Yes! Royal Thunder!" At this moment, Ning Fan's eyebrows, the stars flashed, and above the clear sky, the lightning flashed, and the explosion rang!

On the top of the giant sword, the lightning flashed, and Tian Yizi was shocked. His palm was actually cut off by the giant sword.

Just did not bleed, and Tianyizi did not have a trace of pain, but his eyes were empty for the first time.

On the other side, the black scorpion cover flew up, and the momentum of a vicissitudes of life came from the shackles.

"Okay, very good! Can hurt this corpse, you are not weak, but you are not the old man's deity opponent! Do not say that you are just melting, even if you break through the Golden Dan, it is still not the old man's opponent, unless you are Yuan Ying!"

A black shadow flashed out of the shackles, and the rotted palm shot a giant sword. Immediately, an unspeakable giant force came from the giant sword, letting Ning Fan’s chest tremble, and spurting against the blood, shaking hundreds in the long sky. Zhang, only to stabilize the body shape, the eyes are tight!

This is the second degenerate, half-step corpse of the deity of the day, the power of a palm, even the body of his own silver bones, are not easy to pick up.

What really makes Ning Fan's body irresistible is the mana under that palm... The vast mana from the giant sword will crush his arm.

In the ring of the furnace, what is the real corpse? !

Ning Fan's face sinks into the water, but after a while, the blood is wiped off and the eyes are bright.

He faintly feels, the direction of the ghosts, the unreachable place, an imposing manner, is flying!

It’s not just Tianyizi, it’s the deity, and Ning Fan also has it!