Grasping Evil

Ning Fan took Hou Zheng and went down the Qimei House boat, which was temporarily separated from Yin Suqiu and others.

With Ning Fan's gaze, I can see at a glance that the jade box that holds the heavenly relics is planted with a faint demon power mark. That team of the demon, tracking Hou Chuan, mostly rely on this imprint.

The so-called purple wind enchanting, most of them will also follow the imprint... After waiting for the purple, they will bring back to their sects, help them become the lords, and by their name, rob the Wei Guozong of the 100,000-mile ...this is the plan of Ning Fan.

The looting will inevitably offend the power of the Wei State, and it will be better to use the Hou and its sects.

The building was slow to fly. Afterwards, Ning Fan would catch up with the magical powers, catch up with the building and go to Dajin.

He landed on a place where he was located in the west of Wei Guohe, named Hexiyuan.

He did not erase the jade box imprint, but waited, waiting for the purple wind, since the investment in the net! So this Hexiyuan was a place of war.

Hou Hongjian, who was planted, banned and shivered.

He is not a fool. Ning Fan holds a jade box and waits a lot, waiting for the so-called purple wind enchanting, who can wait.

"It’s over... This week, it’s going to be a battle with the purple wind enchanting... The battle for Yuan Ying, but I was dragged into it, I hope you don’t want to be affected...”

He secretly sighed, and he was afraid of Ning Fan, and even this fear was still on the purple wind enchantment that he had not met.

Through this enchantment, Wei Guo, a subordinate comprehension country, not only appeared in the Yuan Ying Lao Yao, but also appeared in the rain temple Yuan Ying.

Hou Chuanfu is not small, once fortunate to see a rain temple master and Yuan Ying old demon confrontation ... but even if the fighting to the key point, the two, did not display such a horrible spell like 'ink distraction' Magical.

Perhaps, Ning Fan is more powerful than the purple hair banshee...

But why, myself, will provoke this comet, and he will be planted to ban.

"Oh, the flow is unfavorable, on the thief boat, hit the comet..." Hou Chuan dark and dark belly, just on the face, but did not dare to reveal a trace of dissatisfaction.

At the time of his belly, Ning Fan was waiting for his eyes, making himself breathe and uniting with the wilderness.

The cultivation of the magic, one of the harvests, is the feeling of blending with the heavens and the earth.

For the purple wind, he does not have any small shackles. The banshee in the early Yuan Ying period may be more powerful than the killing woman, or it may be weaker, but it must be **** runes and has a means of life-saving.

But Ning Fan still has the grasp of winning, because that purple wind is the banshee! He is not afraid of women...

At the time of the accumulation, a scent of incense in the past.

Outside the sky, a frenzied demon wind swept through, causing several Wei national monks near Hexiyuan to flee.

In the demon wind, there are hundreds of flying spirits and beasts. There are also demon soldiers who use the semi-human and half-devils, and the beasts and demons of the Golden Age.

The scattered Yaozu, began to hunted the four scattered monks, several monks, and immediately died. In the demon wind, a purple light, a few flashes, but went straight to Ning Fan.

The purple light, with a burst of fragrant wind, and the wrath of the sky. Among the purple light, a banshee with a stature shape and a purple hair like a waterfall, her eyes fell on Ning Fan, slightly strange. With its imprint in the body of the demon, it is already known that the two squad guards were killed and killed. How to be a jade box, how can it be a melting junior...

"Ming Ling... Could it be that I killed the Pioneer Demon, but it was just a junior?"

She is very good, with a half-baked chest and a fascinating temper, but her appearance is like that of a tea girl, and all kinds of scars are ruined. The banshee snorted and smelled Ning Fan’s **** body, and her heart was stunned, only to be sure that Ning Fan would kill her.

The monk who is able to kill the Golden Dragon, is a bit interesting... but it is just that. Under the Yuan Ying, what is Rong Ling?

She stood in the air, ugly face, sneer,

"Human juniors, I am squatting, but what are you killing?"

"You said it." Ning Fan said indifferently.

"Oh, it seems to be you! So, you can die! Black magic, nine purple!"

This female personality seems to have no meaning with Ning Fan nonsense. Suddenly, the handcuffs, immediately, on the original Hexi, suddenly rolled up a fragrant wind, all with purple poisonous fog, a total of nine, the poisonous mist opened, immediately turned into a nine-foot high purple tornado, from the west Crazy. Wherever he went, on the original Hexi, the green grasses within a few dozen miles began to wither, and after a while, they finally turned into grass and ash.

The woman’s fingertips are elegant and skilled, and there is no such thing as it is. Compared with this, Ning Fan’s commanding speed in April is insignificant.

"This is, the demon master..." Ning Fan's eyes sank, the more he knew about the magic, the more he could see that the woman's magic was extraordinary.

To read the wind, to dye the purple with the wind, to the fragrance of purple, to the fragrance of fog, to the fog into a dragon roll...

Nine purple tornadoes, with a squally poison, a spiritual monk, mistakenly into it, will instantly become pus. It is the old man of Jin Dan, who is mistakenly caught in the wind, and it is difficult to protect himself, let alone the grass in the district.

Under this wind, Hou Feng was so scared that he was trembling. He deeply remembered how many Wei Jin's Jin Dan and Rong Ling masters, under the purple wind of the purple hair banshee, became a group of pus.

And the purple wind is enchanting, this purple wind is the word.

This poison, unless it is repaired to reach the late Jindan, can not completely resist ... this magic, there is something extraordinary.

But it is just, extraordinary!

"Swords, destroy!"

Ning Fan was indifferent, and his eyes were full of swords. At this moment, his mind blended with the earth, and even his swords were filled with a hint of glory. Make the banshee's heart, suddenly raised an illusion, at this moment she is not facing Ning Fan, but the entire Hexi original land.

Oh dear lord, who domains the fate of this world!

Ink-colored swords, paved in the air, a sword that is comparable to the purple wind and tyrannical, sweeping open!

Under this sword, the land of thousands of miles was covered with ink and sword.

The purple-haired banshee brought a team of monsters and demon soldiers. Under this sword, they screamed and screamed, and the body was broken into blood and forgotten.

As for the purple tornado that swept from all sides, it was smothered by a smattering of ink, from the inside out, and the students broke up.

Only a few of the demon beasts and demon soldiers in the mid-Jindan period were only screaming and saving their lives, but they were not hurt.

One type of broken nine purple magic, one type of killing hundreds of monsters, is the purple hair banshee to see more knowledge, not to be secretly shocked.

"Swords! I can't think of it, you have this kind of restraint!"

By Ning Fan Yi Jie Rong, with the sword to break the spell, the purple hair banshee was not too small, and then suddenly could not speak.

The power of this sword is not enough to hurt yourself, but it is enough to make it worthy of attention.

This child can not be underestimated, the district is mellow, mastering the sword, can never be a nameless generation.

It’s just that she is reluctant, she is determined to win, she can’t be scared off by the sword. The first round of the fight, invincible knot, for her, it is insulting... Yuan Ying master, and Rongling junior flat! absurd!

"Next hit, you will die!"

She moved to kill the heart, but the voice was very good, and it did not match the ugly appearance. And this voice, mixed with a trace of demon power, quite attractive and attractive, but not effective for Ning Fan.

The banshee did not notice at all, in the process of playing the magic and the sword, the distance between Ning Fan and the banshee was shortened to five hundred feet.

Ning Fan did not come up to display the strongest technique, which may force the female demon to fight, and start with the card.

Ning Fan wants to dispel the banshee alert, on the one hand, close to the banshee, to capture the yin, capture the banshee!

The first round of the match, the outcome is not divided,

In the second round, the Banshee decided not to stop. She took a storage bag and took out a half-boiled purple flying sword. She radiated a quaint gas and blew a bit of a child's gas. The flying sword immediately turned into a length. Purple light is exposed, Jianqi Wei Ling, the tip of the sword directly refers to Ning Fan, like a flying electric squat, unstoppable! And this sword is extremely strange, it will flash, like the teleportation of the Yuan Ying monk. Every time the sword light flickers, it can move away from the distance of a hundred feet, only a few flashes, instant scenes, swordsman has stabbed in front of Ning Fan !

This sword light, too fast! Even Ning Fan is slightly moving.

"Fast sword! This is... a leveling spirit, a ‘teledra’ supernatural!”

That flashing sword light is the technique of the spirit.

Flying sword teleport, the most difficult to pick up, relying on the flesh to catch the flying sword, it is easy to catch the air, with the flying sword to stop, it is difficult to block.

In the eyes of the banshee, there is a glimmer of color. Although this sword is not the best, but the height of the spirit of the spirit is high, but it is not the best magic weapon.

The only way to get rid of this magical power is to achieve Yuan Ying’s cultivation, to realize the strength of the heavens and the earth, to break the spirit of the flying sword and to prevent the flying sword from teleporting before the sword can be blocked. Jindan monk, can not understand the vitality, want to block this sword, only to defend against hard!

Ning Fan is not a real Yuan Ying, unable to control the power of the heavens and the earth, can not stop the flying sword teleport.

But he has enough powerful defense skills to block this flying sword!

Its shape is turned into Changhong, flying back and forth, but in the eyes, it flashes its agility.

As his gods moved, an ink-colored mind, turned into a streamer, wrapped Ning Fan, like a black giant egg, and like a giant python, wrapped in this body.

The original flying sword, stabbed in the black streamer, is obviously only a barrier to the mind, invisible and invisible, but it seems to be squatting in the iron wall, only piercing half an inch, can not break the black light defense.

The second 《 of "God of God" - ‘念守诀’! In the early days of Yuan Ying’s thoughts, it was enough to resist the first strike of Yuan Ying’s early monks!

Purple hair banshee slightly stunned, puzzled.

God is thinking of the wall, is it that the magic is performed by Ning Fan? But since it is a black magic, why is it not? No, no! This technique is different from the magic technique of the method of borrowing power. It is not the power of the law, but the defense of the gods themselves!

This technique is definitely a purple banshee, and my life is only seen!

But what just surprised her suddenly happened.

However, after seeing Ning Fan blocking the Feijian, the eyebrows of the eyebrows flashed, and the right finger appeared to be a thunder, and the Feijian pointed a finger. Immediately, the flying sword seemed to be a heavy blow, and the sword was trembled, and the magic weapon of the half-step was the best. Under one finger, the cracks are dense, the spirituality is greatly reduced, and there is no possibility of teleportation!

The banshee can't imagine how strong the body of Ning Fan can be, in the case of not performing any refining techniques, one finger will be the magic weapon of half a step, point out the crack and destroy the spirituality!

At this moment, she realized that she was afraid of underestimating the insignificant ‘thinking junior’.

And she also realized that her distance from Ning Fan has been nearly two hundred feet.

At the thought of the refining technique of Ning Fan's horror, the banshee's scalp was slightly numb, and immediately flashed, trying to open a distance with Ning Fan.

However, it is already late.

After two attacks, Ning Fan did not exert his full strength, so that the banshee was negligent and easy to get close.

Two hundred feet away, she is already difficult to escape!

For a moment, Ning Fan’s eyes murdered, the eyebrows and the stars flashed, and the sky thundered and danced in the clear sky!

Royal Star!

Under one finger, the Thunder seems to be motivated by it, turning into a heavy thunder sea and involving the banshee.

The timing of the Thunder's display is too poisonous, and the banshee is unexpected. The shocking banshee is the monk in front of the area, who can control the thunder! A thunder, painting the ground as a prison, the banshee retreats the road, and released the thunder from all sides, locked it, so that it can not be teleported.

While taking advantage of the time when the banshee was trapped, Ning Fan’s whole body was moved, and it was actually displayed... teleport!

A teleport, he is already close to the banshee through the Thunder Sea.

And so close, the banshee suddenly felt from Ning Fan, feeling a touch of irresistible breath.

What kind of breath is that, I feel that I can’t break free, only... Shen Shen!

Thunder, it's hard to escape between moments.

Unknown danger, hidden in the body of Ning Fan, is approaching her step by step!

Do you want to use the eyebrows of the eyebrows, and use the demon to attack the adults?

The banshee hesitated, but was afraid that he had miscalculated the strength of Ning Fan and wasted precious life-saving opportunities. Perhaps, the sense of crisis is an illusion. If the district is mellow and rebellious, how can it give you the feeling of being irresistible... He is not a monk.

The banshee has ten fingers and shows the magic, constantly weakening the thunder blockade, and at the same time, the face is angry and stunned.

"Well, wait for the demon, but also watch the war! When the speed is fast, stop this person!"

When I think of myself to deal with a kind of spirit, I still need to help each other, and the banshee feels wrong. However, whoever makes his own intentions, is called by the other party to block the Thunder... It takes some time to break the Thunder. During this time, Ning Fan will not be allowed to sneak attack.

Hundreds of demon people were killed by Ning Fan Swords, and there were only a dozen or so demons in the middle and late stages of Jin Dan. These demons were against Ning Fan, but they were already afraid of it, but they did not dare to get involved in the battlefield, but they did not dare. Leave without permission.

But the banshee ordered, only the hard scalp, turned into a dawn, blocked in front of the female demon, for the banshee slightly delayed Ning Fan for a moment.

Blocking for a moment is enough... Once the banshee breaks away from the thunder, it will naturally block Ning Fan, and the demons don’t need to intervene.

It’s just that these demon people can’t afford to see themselves.

In the face of the group demon, Ning Fan's eyes, suddenly caged a layer of ice cold, and swords, different!

His body bones, a bang, a punch, actually showed the infant-level refining, ice crush!

Punch, ice broken! Thousands of worlds, like freezing, but under the boxing force, after the shock, the ice collapsed.

And the crisp cracking sound, one by one, the middle of the Jindan, the late Yaozu, but like the ice, the flesh is weak and windy, have smashed into pieces of ice, a life! The demon who is arrogant in the flesh, under this boxing, can't resist one or two.

At this moment, I am close to Leihai, Ning Fan, no longer keep hands!

He wants to catch the banshee!

The banshee never imagined, Ning Fan actually had a punching out of the tyrannical body of the group demon. Since there is such a body, why not use it in the first face, if so, you must be defeated, only to escape!

Is it because he wants me to be negligent, just to give birth to me, only to deliberately show weakness?

Her pretty face was discolored for the first time, and the strongness of Ning Fan in front of her eyes was far beyond her expectations!

She has no grasp of winning. No, even if she is desperately killed, she has only 30% chance of winning. Under the lightning, she has been slightly injured.

Great! I underestimated the strength of Ning Fan! It seems that it is difficult to grab the relics today...unless the cards are used, but the cards are only once, she is not willing to use them.

Lei Guang has not completely broken, but the female demon knows that he can't wait any longer.

Use the hole card to temporarily retreat. In the two, she must choose one!

"But, today and retreat, he will kill this person and win the relic!"

The banshee glanced at it, and the silver tooth bite, regardless of Thunder's addition, took a storage bag, took out a few ancient demon symbols, and shot it on the chest, immediately slammed and forced to break through the Thunder.

It is a pity that Rao is a confession, and under a few thunders, Fu Xi immediately turned into a fly ash, and when the banshee barely rushed out of the Thunder, it was already affected by the Thunder and was not hurt.

This is the price of forcing the body to resist the thunder, Lei Nai Tian robbery, it is the monk can block, regardless of people, demon, under the thunder, only be careful to rob, as for the legendary gods against the thunder Most of them are idiotic dreams. There are only a handful of gods and devils who can block the thunder.

As soon as she thundered, she immediately teleported and took the road.

But behind him, Ning Fan’s black mang flashed and teleported out.

Its punch is broken, and it is playing in the place where the banshee is moving, and it is frozen and smashed!

"broken!"

In the cold voice of Ning Fan, under the boxing force, the clear sky is broken, and the banshee is also vomiting blood.

In the boxing power, there seems to be an extremely chilly force. Once it enters the body, it will be difficult to erase.

"This is... is this charm?! How did he plant this technique!"

The demon power of the banshee began to stagnate, slow, and even insufficient to spur the teleportation. Even the cockroaches were difficult, and they could only bite their teeth and fall from the sky.

Forced to force this cold force with demon power, actually... in vain!

"This is the Yinyin finger. From today, you are no longer a twelve-dead, but my dragon!"

Ning Fan's voice, after the cold itself sounded, in the banshee vest, even dozens of times.

A heavy harvest of yin fingers, not into the vest, so that the banshee Jiaojiao softer, ugly face, have begun to bring the tide.

"What is this charm in the end... Also, how do you know that I will be the demon of the devil!" The banshee bites her teeth and resentfully, knowing that today, she has fallen into the hands of Ning Fan, because she does not say resistance, Even the eyebrows that beat the eyebrows can't be done.

In the first place, it should not be bullied by Ning Fan again and again. If you directly cast a demon, you will be a big hit, just fine...

Completely locked the banshee demon power, Ning Fan is still not easy.

He remembers that the Camellia banshee was locked by the last demon power, but it can still automatically be in the rune, calling out the demon will be a shadow.

This time, he is not prepared to give the opportunity to condense.

A finger pointing at the eyebrows, fluttering away from the sword shadow, in the moment when the blood of the female demon eyebrows rises, immediately the sword tip is stabbed, and the **** marks are cut in the spirits of the gods. Suddenly, in the rune, a man’s snoring sound was heard, and only the voice did not condense, then it dissipated... So, the Banshee was completely lost.

"You, you dare to hurt the adult! You, **** it!" In the eyes of the female demon, the killing machine flashed.

"Come on me again, you will regret it. From today, you are my second Yuan Ying Ding furnace... The first one is the Camellia demon... and you, the hyacinth..."

"What? Tea flower demon, is it ..." Purple hair banshee secretly shocked, it is difficult, Ning Fan said the tea flower demon, is the person she knows?

Just a question about the purple hair banshee, Ning Fan did not have any reply, the charm of a move, the fascinating banshee, will be the income of the ring.

Three strokes, picking up the banshee... If it is a man, he can only fight hard, and he won’t win. But unfortunately, since it is a banshee, then it is not enough.

On the west of Hexi, Hou’s heart seemed to be thundering and thundering.

The Jindan demon, who was repaired as a horror, was so simple to die.

And the fiercely enchanting purple wind enchanting, it was so embarrassed.

terrible! This devil named ‘Zhou Ming’ is terrible... This week, what is the strength? ! In the early days of the birth of the Yuan Ying, it is the mid-term Yuan Ying, and it may not be possible...

Hou Chuan and more want to be more biased, my heart has almost been Ning Fan, and Yuan Xia later, even Yuan Yingfeng peak of the big monk.

For Ning Fan, I am more and more afraid, and I am more and more afraid to offend...

"This week, it is a comet... definitely a comet..." This is the conclusion that Hou Zheng finally came to.

The second place is Yuan Ying Ding Furnace... but it is still a self-defeating victory. The real Yuan Ying master, not every woman is a woman... If you have a Yuan Ying repair, face this woman, it must be the crushing...

"My strength is still not enough... need, as soon as possible!"

Ning Fan collects the storage bag on the floor, looks back and looks at the horizon. There are a few strong sighs there, and they are flying in the air. Perhaps it is the perception of the martial arts here. Four masters of the Terran, it should be the rain temple to help the people of Wei Guo.

If it is discovered, there is a lot of trouble... or don't see it.

"Guide the way, go to your sect..."

There was no opportunity for Hou to ask questions. Ning Fan grabbed Hou Fu, such as a chicken, and immediately teleported and disappeared into Hexiyuan.

The purple wind has captured success. Next, after searching in Weiguo, he can leave and leave...

The second Yuan Ying Ding Furnace, the second rune of the gods, hits!

The trip of Wei Guo is worthwhile!

...

In the second half of the column, the four Yuan Ying masters who have different appearances landed on the Hexiyuan. When they saw the dramatic changes, they were all moving.

"Yuan Ying fighting law, can not be wrong..." An old Confucian old man looks like a dignified look.

"Well, it seems that it just happened, and the residual breath, it should be the battle of people and demons, and from the strength of the breath, it is the master of the race to win." A robe said in the middle age.

"Human, strange... came to assist Wei Guo, in addition to my four rain temple gods, there are other people?" A beautiful woman with about 30 appearances, weird.

"Yun Lie brother, what do you think?" The beautiful woman looked to the side, a ugly big man dressed in linen, but the words were extremely respectful.

"I don't have the opinion..." The ugly face of Dahan is quite a bit intolerant.

The battle in this place seems to be completely unconcerned. In the early days of Yuan Ying’s fight, it’s just a play.

Although the scene seems to be vast, in fact, these two people are not divided into life and death... Without the technique of desperation, will it be closed?

The other people seem to know a lot about the ugly character, but they don't dare to be dissatisfied.

Old Confucianism, middle-aged Taoist priests, and beautiful women are all repaired in the early days of Yuan Ying, but the ugly Han is the great monk of Yuan Yingfeng! Therefore, regardless of the ugly attitude and arrogance, the words are rude, and the appearance is ugly, the three are simply not afraid to anger the ugly.

"Go, go and chase other demons... Since there are friends who are demon and don't want to show up, most of them don't want people to know their identity, we don't have to inquire." Old Confucius said, others nodded and praised Only the ugly man looked at his eyes, but when he left, he looked deeply at the remnants of this place. In his eyes, there was a bit of incomprehension and eccentricity.

Here is the atmosphere of fighting, the atmosphere of the Terran Yuan Ying, some familiar... um, very familiar atmosphere, where have you seen it?

This ugly man never imagined that he won the battle with the banshee. He was a childish boy he had seen when he was carrying out his mission and passing through the country.

Thus, his indifferent face showed a tangled expression.

The feeling of being familiar and unrecognizable is too uncomfortable.

"Who is it? Qin is strange, Ma Laodao, or... wrong, not right... Who is it! I must have seen it!"

It is a pity that the ugly Han did not associate the identity of the 'Yuan Ying Master' with the boy.

Changhong flashed, and the teleport disappeared.

(Thanks to aa112562, Qingtian does not change the reward)