Grasping Evil

What is the value?

What is the value, not worth it...

In the rain, Ning Fan’s thoughts gradually solidified. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Hu Fengzi’s grave quietly.

Maybe not worth it...

But if Ning Fan is Hu Fengzi, he will, like Hu Fengzi, give up his life and fight for a future.

Rain is born in the sky, falls on the ground, nourishes the vegetation, raises the soul... It is called rain, not water, not rivers, not lakes, because... it has its way.

"If you use value, what is done in the world, it must be worth... The value is not worth it, but it varies from person to person... I have my way! This road, there are traces of the gods, there are similarities of Hu Fengzi, There are masters, but my way is different from them. There are countless rains in the world, I am only one drop, but it is a unique drop..."

"I used to be obsessed with it... I have been obsessed with a hundred years of emptiness, invisible, eager mood, like the wind, blowing the raindrops away from the trajectory, fueling the momentum of the demons... Now, I But there is a 70% grasp, annihilating the demons!"

"The condensed sense of the rain, the third artistic conception that I am immersed in the gods, not the war, but... lonely... loneliness is a cold, just like the moonlight of this mountain..."

At this moment, Ning Fan looked up at the moon, the moonlight trembled, tilted slightly, and matched with the rain, and immediately, the whole rain of the Hanyue Mountains suddenly became cold, and that kind of cold was not the cold of the skin, but the chilling It is a lonely cold. Even the monk's mana can't resist, unless it resists with God's will!

Hu Ming, the master of the Hu family, listened to Ning Fan’s instructions and did not dare to neglect. He rushed to Hanyue Mountain in the night.

And when I walked to the foot of the mountain, I suddenly found out that the rain in the sky has become extremely cold... Since its cultivation, the body is stronger than the mortal, and it rarely feels cold. Even the ice spell of the monk is just cold. Instead of being cold.

But this rain, for the first time in a few decades, Hu Ming has felt a negative feeling of helplessness and loss.

Lonely, like moonlight, blended into the rain!

This kind of loneliness can't resist, and Hu Ming's tough character is weak.

He recalled the night when Hu’s family was in trouble, recalling his grandfather and elders in order to save him, and died in the tragic hands of the trolls.

Dead, the older generation is dead... It seems that there is only one Hu Ming left in the world, watching the rain alone on the moon, and being alone.

"Tired, so tired, I am arrogant Hu Jiagongzi, but I was planted to ban. I was so strong when I was Hu, but after I met a strong enemy, I did not fall into the current situation... Oh, leave me alone, it is difficult to support, how to live Use it! It’s better to die!”

He suddenly pulled out his long sword at the waist, and he seemed to be self-defeating!

In his eyes, lonely and sorrowful, with a hint of madness!

All this is because he was invaded by the rain of rain in the rain, but he did not know.

At the moment of his self-satisfaction, the mountain of the cold moon whispered.

"Wake up quickly!"

After this sound, the rain and the moonlight separated, the meaning of loneliness also dissipated, and Hu Ming holding a long sword, Jianfeng has pierced the neck skin half an inch, to be completely awake, he suddenly shocked sweat!

Just now, what happened to me, I almost wanted to kill myself! This is simply ridiculous!

No, it’s not ridiculous, it’s someone, it’s a magical power...not an illusion! That supernatural power is far superior to illusion, and it is only Hu Ming’s life!

The person who applied the technique, don't ask, naturally it is the Ningzun of the mountain!

"Ghosts and **** are so strong that they are so powerful! If you don't use your power, you will be surprised by the magical powers. I am almost self-defeating... This person is too horrible!"

What worries Hu Ming is that he is offended by Ning Fan, otherwise why he has not been up the mountain, he was almost ‘Never to ‘death’...

After thinking about it, Hu Ming did not understand. Ning Fan planted a ban on himself. If he wants to kill himself, he only needs to smash his mind and smash and kill himself if he wants to kill himself.

It seems that Ning Fan wants to kill himself, but he is unlucky. He just met Ning Fan’s practice of magical magic and was involved.

When he thought about it, Hu Ming couldn't help but feel relieved. He knew that Ning Fan didn't kill his heart, and he was relieved. But for the spells just now, it is even more taboo.

Just a spell spread, let yourself be a master of the spirits, sinking into it, unable to extricate themselves... If this magical power is transmitted, I am afraid that the country will be alarmed.

He did not dare to neglect and immediately went to the cold moon.

Ning Fan is still thin, even if it is a refining technique, it does not make him physically strong. And its color, extremely pale, but breath, but condensed and terrified.

Hu Ming immediately took his mind and said awkwardly, "Hu Ming’s Hu Ming, I have seen Ning Zun!"

"Well. The matter of the Purple Emperor Sect, as the truth comes, I will help you with a Hu family!"

In the eyes of Ning Fan, the rain flashed and the rain stopped!

Next time, if you pick up, it is no longer rain, but... blood rain!

...

Ziguang Zong's head - Daoguang, since the devil's war, he has continued to retreat, and has not yet gone out.

That battle was too terrible. The black corpse made it impossible to resist. An arm was torn off by the black corpse. It was repaired as a big loss. It fell to the early stage of Jindan, and it was not seriously damaged for decades. Healed.

Tian Daozong was entered from the entrance of his locks guarded by Zi Guangzong. His purple light was at the door and he was counted as a default.

As for the behavior of killing the door by several comprehensions involved in the disaster, it is a lot of righteousness.

In short, during this time, he can be considered a disadvantage.

At the time of retreat, it was even secretly revealed that the Purple Evergrande elder, Qingguang, who secretly fought the faction, seemed to have the intention to replace Daoguang.

Among the ten people, among the ten people, seven have become Qingguang factions. Only when Daoguang is out of the customs, they must win the position of their heads!

In this regard, Daoguang only has no choice but to plant it. He feels faintly that his own head is to be the end.

Recently, the Qingguang faction has intimidated several small Xiuzhen nationalities and merged them into the Ziguangzong. The purpose is naturally to grow the faction and prepare for the position of the head.

The matter of Hu’s family is what Qingguang did. Hu family ancestors, had a good relationship with the head of the road, and with the Qingguang. Nowadays, Daoguang is injured, Hu is weak, and Qingguang is naturally going to retaliate.

His order is that if Hu Jiaruo does not fall, then the whole family will be regarded as a demon outside, killing!

Outside the Ziyuan Mountain, under the moonlight, Ning Fan stood up in the sky, his eyes were indifferent, sweeping the purple light sect under his feet.

Specifically, he asked from Hu Mingkou. He is not interested in the faction of the Purple Guangzong faction. He came here only to complete the promise with Hu Fengzi and make a promise for Xiu Dan...

"Right, good and evil, these things have nothing to do with me... I kill, only, the grace of a meal... broken Dan Ding, fall!"

As soon as he took a storage bag, a small Ding took off and turned into a huge black Ding in the night sky. On it, there were nine black fire dragons!

In the scene, it seems that the old devil died in the same year, but this purple Guangzong, obviously stronger than the Hehuan Zong, alone in the guardianship, is the Dan class of the middle class.

But by this, blocking Ning Fan, not enough!

A tripod down, the ray of light immediately came a roaring loud noise! Just blocking for a moment, it immediately broke into pieces of halo.

A burst, the second, but then immediately rise, purple light curtain, sweeping the sky, a trace of quaint breath, the level of the formation is reached the baby grade! This array is made by the ancestors of Ziguang Zongshan, and the power is extraordinary! Named, purple light array! It is the foundation of Ziguangzong!

This array is slightly out of the expectation of Ning Fan, and it will block the death of the broken Ding Ding.

A burst of bursts, two bursts, the entire piece of Ziyuan Mountain, caught in a panic, countless lights lit up, and there are many old blame, just put on the clothes, they will step into the sky.

In the purple light, one by one, the old blame saw the attacking tactics, and it was actually the ghosts and sorrows of the famous country.

Only the great elders have a clear light, and there is only a certain calmness. In the purple light method, the Ning Fan is a fist, and the voice does not smell the anger.

"I don't know how the ghosts come to me, Ziguangzong, what are you doing, why do you come up, it will ruin my ancestral hall. Could it be that there is resentment with the head? If so, this seat is extremely willing, for Ning Fair!"

Qingguang heard the name of Ning Fan, but did not know that Ning Fan was the Ning Black Devil. The black incarnation of the last day made many old people think that they were misunderstood.

Although I heard the prestige of Ning Fan, but now it is in the guardianship of the purple light array, the Qing Guang side makes the disciples add Xianyu to the eyes, but on the other hand, they are exploring the bottom of Ning Fan.

He cleared his light and asked himself that Ning Fan had no innocence and no enmity. He had never seen it. If Ning Fan and Zi Guangzong had hatred, they must have hatred with the head of the road. After all, Daoguang is not too kind. In order to escape, it has harmed the lives of tens of thousands of monks. Many monks who have survived and survived the family have been guilty of blasphemy, but they seem to be so direct, and they will be killed. It seems to be the first one.

"Well, this Ning Fan, it must be a hatred of Daoguang... I heard that this Ning Fan, extremely lascivious, has a double practice of cultivation, and if he is not sure, he will be with a patriarch of a certain genius, and The prostitute, who happened to be stunned by the light in this battle, died of extinction... It is possible!"

Qingguang seems to be convinced of something, and the hostility to Ning Fan has been reduced.

If Ning Fan really came to seek revenge for Daoguang, it would be a good news for Qing Guang.

Pushing the boat by yourself, in the name of Ziguangzong, handing the road light to Ning Fan. Well, it is better to let Ning Fan kill the Daoguang, then he will become a purple light master, and even the notoriety of forcing the palace will not be A trace.

This is quite a time, it’s too late! Hey, Daoguang old, your head, do your head, it's a change!

"Come on, please Daoguang at the head of the door to give up and plead guilty!" Qingguang did a great degeneration, so that several deacons, to call the light to go out.

However, there is no need for people to call, and the head of the road has already supported the broken arm and bitterly out of Shiguan.

He knows the name of Ning Fan, the battle of the Magic, and even sees Ning Fan with his own means of terror, defeating the purple-yellow demon, even when he is against the black corpse, he is not too windy... even if he is full, he flees. Not to kill, but not to hurt himself.

"But it, nothing... Qingguang, you won..." Daoguang sighed, closed his eyes, and looked down to death.

And the clear light, immediately the heart is secretly happy, when the light is dead, then the purple light, it belongs to him alone.

But his sweet dreams are destined to fail. The voice of Ning Fan, faintly passed down from the sky,

"I am not coming to kill the Daoguang, but... to kill you in the clear light... Today, Ning is here, only for the Hu family, not to accept, to stop me!"

In a word, let the road light change, some are caught off guard.

And the clear light, then smiles and condenses there, cold and cold looking out of the array of lights, "Ning Fan! Your means is powerful, but I don't think you can rely on one of you, can contend with my purple Guangzong... The old man advises you Or do you have to lick this drowning water, otherwise it will be your old ancestor, the black magic, and you will not be able to save you... I am purple, but there is a large array of baby-level Chinese products..."

Qingguang’s words were not finished, and Ning Fan was a smashing fall. This tripod, with nine dragons, each fire dragon, raised a dragon vortex, and immediately completed the dragon swirl four turns!

"broken!"

Ning Fan's eyes are cold, and the purple light bursts into pieces, and immediately breaks into countless pieces!

The clear light was completely stagnate there, and the infant-level squad that made him feel safe was so vulnerable!

A tripod, purple burst! Two tripods, the mountain gate! Sanding, the whole Ziyuan Mountain, is in the middle of the bang, half trapped, and the earth falls!

The array of light was broken, Ning Fan’s swords swept, the clear light and the several elders in front of him were immediately swallowed by a sword, and the swords of the slight ink color were immersed in the sea and smashed...

The Qing dynasty has become the dream of the purple light, and it is broken and the body is dead.

The eyes faintly swept through Ziyuan Mountain, and the whole piece of purple light was in the ruins. In addition to a few masters such as Qingguang, other disciples were not killed!

One Ziguang sect, even the Qing confidant, did not dare to look at Ning Fan's gaze at the moment, but when he was swept away, he immediately bowed his head and secretly panicked, fearing that he would be killed as a Qingguang.

Terrible, terrible! The baby-level burst of purple light array was so broken! The Qingguang elders in the early days of Jindan, such a face-to-face, were killed by strange means...

Ghosts are respectful! Its prestige is really worth it!

Raise your hand, collect the broken Danding, lower the body, and take away the storage bags of everyone. Ning Fan's gaze swept through the light of the road, a slight smile, just a glimpse of the murderous, nowhere.

"I kill the light, it seems to help you a favor..."

"Yes, yes! This is a sweetheart, not respectful, Wang Ningzun refuses to refuse!" The head of the road light, immediately climbed down, untied the waist storage bag, just took out a few important medicinal herbs, other, a brain All were handed over to Ning Fan!

Among them, there are at least 30,000 cents, but Daoguang does not hesitate...

Qingguang died, although he was grateful, but he was afraid... I was afraid of the smiling Ning Fan, a dissatisfaction, and even his light was killed.

This person is for the Hu family, and Daoguang and Hu family, but also some friendship, but that point of friendship, and can not let the road light have a sense of security, so it is still a good fortune.

"I only need Xianyu, other things, useless to me... Daoguang, I don't ask you and Qingguang's grievances, but after I leave, Hu family is taken care of by you. He returns to Vietnam in the day, if Hu family is in trouble, then You know the light, you know the consequences?"

"Ning Zun assured! I have a day to live, Hu family has no damage at all!" Daoguang vowed, and quickly stated.

"Good. The rest, solve it yourself..."

The rest of the matter naturally refers to dealing with traitors in the door. This is not allowed to mention points, and Daoguang will do it. His centuries-old head is not white.

Ning Fan never looked at Zi Guangzong again, and the light flashed and turned away.

So, Hu Jiacai, it will be settled...

After they left, each of the purple light monks was a big sigh of relief, but immediately, everyone showed two expressions.

One is a monk who is loyal to Daoguang, and one is naturally overjoyed. Qingguang’s death is a good news for them.

As for the vast majority of people, they have sincerely prayed to Qingguang. At this moment, if they are dead, they look bitter... The guilt of betraying Daoguang is probably not light.

When Daoguang’s eyes were cold, he immediately issued an order to punish the traitors.

However, these have nothing to do with Ning Fan. He has no interest in the infighting of Zi Guangzong.

There is no hesitation in killing people, even if it is clear, there is no hate.

Nothing is good or evil, no right or wrong... just for the promise.

A promise of others, a thousand gold double wrong knife.

In this way, he can feel at ease and take the repairing Dan that Hu Fengzi gave.

Gradually, the demons have no longer invaded their hearts, one point at a time.

In the night, Ning Fan walked through the dark clouds and calmed down.

"So, I can leave with peace of mind..."