Grasping Evil

The sword is only one foot long, green like jade, round and lacking edge, old and cracked.

Hard to say is a sword, why not say that the dagger is more appropriate.

But even so, when the sword appeared, it gave Ning Fan a great crisis.

The power of the celestial spirits, scattered from the sword, under the sword of the North Tata, the power of the heavenly spirit turned into a blue micro-mang, the micro-mans into a line, the line is like a blade, gently cut, but will be nothing The world, scratching a very fine wound, faintly revealing the dark void under the wound...

Lingbao!

Only Lingbao can motivate the power of the heavens and smash the void!

If this sword is on the flesh, it is the strength of Ning Fan's body, and it will be damaged!

Even the thunder whip can't be easily hit on this treasure, otherwise it will be damaged!

But for a moment, Ning Fan found another difference.

Although this sword is entangled in the power of the heavens, it is weaker than the real Lingbao.

Lingbao, also known as Xuantian Lingbao, the monk came to the god, can be condensed, the magic weapon to the spiritual level, can melt the heavenly spirit. The five elements of spiritual power, condensed into the power of heaven and earth, and the strength of the forces to condense to the extreme, is the power of pure spirit.

For example, this sword has a hint of blue and white, and the micro-mans that are not enough, can kill all the refining monks under the jade, from the color, it should be the power of the wood.

But if it is Lingbao, Weien is slightly lower. When the mind turns, Ning Fan will see it. This sword may have been regarded as Lingbao, but now, because of the damage, it can only be regarded as a half-step Lingbao, stronger than the best. Weak than Lingbao.

It is not Xuantian Lingbao, but it should be... Xuantian Remnant!

Yes, it must be. The real spiritual treasure is the early days of the gods. The use is extremely reluctant, and the mana is not enough. If it is a remnant treasure, then the northern brown can apply this blade. The reason is that Ning Fan understands.

"Zhou Ming! This seat knows that your refining realm is extraordinary, and you only have a whip. You specialize in hitting the magic weapon and killing the baby! You can't prevent it, you eat a dark loss, this seat can't repeat the same mistake! This sword is in hand, How is your realm of refining, and in the eyes of the old man, you can kill it!"

Northern brown sneer, but pale, but faintly stated that he manipulated this blade, not by heart.

This sword is in the hand, and his heart is more confident than ever before, that is, it is a god, but it can also hurt!

"Three brothers, you hold the treasure to stop this child retreat, don't let this son run away... This seat is self-defeating, and you can use this sword to defend the sword, and die the second brother. If you get nothing, you can be too bad. value!"

"Yes!"

Dongqing Shuguang flashed, holding a long lock, carefully guarded, once Ning Fan fled, block!

After the blockade of Ning Fan retreats, the northern brown palm, a sword from top to bottom, a trip!

This embarrassment, the flesh and blood of the northern brown, seems to be swallowed by the Xuan Tianyi spirit sword, the face is paler, the body is extremely thin and thin, and in a moment, only the skinny bones are left, all the blood, not into a sword.

It is like a blue light, falling from the sky, successively on the sea, calm and calm.

But the next moment, the light, but the tears of the heavens, the whole world, are shredded, revealing the darkness!

The green line cut a glimpse, Ning Fan's heart glimpsed, and he did not hesitate to teleport and groan, but the line of the spirit of the day is like the bones of the bones. Wherever he goes, where the spiritual line is cut, there is no way to retreat!

Looking at the eyes, Ning Fan knows that this **** is a sword, he is afraid that it is only hard to resist!

A magic weapon, no one has reached the level of Lingbao, even Xuantian Tianbao has no, so, it seems that only by the flesh to resist!

This is definitely the most powerful blow that Ning Fan can see, and the monk can make the most powerful attack, even more than the early attacks of the minority gods!

The movement of the earth star in the right eye, the power of the earth between the heavens and the earth, seems to form a deep yellow giant shield, blocking in front of you. After the giant shield, Ning Fan did not hesitate to motivate the 'respecting the ruling', with the ink-colored sword of Yuan Yingfeng, turned into a black giant python, wrapped himself in it, and in the giant python, he completely turned around Made of silver, the magic lines flash, and hold more than ten pieces of the best magic weapon in hand!

The giant shield of the Tuyuan is enough to block the ordinary monk's blow, but under the line of Qingguang, ‘嗤’, a dozens of thick soil shields, squatting in two halves, the cut surface is as clean as a mirror!

The first defense broke, but only a fifth of the power of the blue light!

Ning Fan’s eyes are cold, and this blue light is too fierce... The eyes are determined, the gods are black, and they have touched the blue line.

Like the sound of broken eggshells, it is enough to block the black scorpion of the big monk's blow, broken!

And the green line is even above the emptiness of the gods, leaving a small invisible scar, although the scar is small, but it makes Ning Fan a pain in the sea, spit out a blood.

The defensive decision was also broken!

This sword is so horrible!

There are still three-fifths of the strength of this sword. If it has been hard-wired, it is not the time!

Ning Fan’s eyes are crazy, one piece of the best magic weapon, thrown by it, and detonated when it is near the blue line!

A treasure is broken!

Ten treasures broken!

Treasures!

The best magic weapon that was killed by Yuan Ying was almost broken. Every broken piece of treasure has a comparable mana-level mana, bombarded above the blue line... The power of the tyrannical smashing treasure will make Ning Fan a shock, Zhenfei Thousands of feet, and even if it is the blue line, it is also under this shock, illusory.

The power of the blue line is less than one-fifth. At this moment, it is close to Ning Fan, and it is under the head!

It's like a light, it's all silent, fast, too fast! And Ning Fan, trying to catch the light by hand!

A punch, hit the green line!

Only one contact, his boxing bones began to collapse, invaded by the green line, vandalism!

Before the serious injury, Ning Fan’s eyes suddenly became indifferent, the black hair grew, and the whole body was covered with black mist. In the slamming, the flesh was broken!

Blue line, off!

East Tata, Dong Qing, his gaze has already been shocked!

Although this sword killed Ning Fan, but in the end, it was exhausted by Ning Fan!

"This is the strength of Zhou Ming... Xuantian 斩 斩 剑 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Destroy the blue light, its combat power, has been infinitely close to the god!"

The northern brown is also shocking, but the face is sneer.

A sword, almost exhausted his blood, so seriously injured, even with the genius of the treasure to recuperate, not a hundred years, it is absolutely impossible to heal, even if the injury, due to self-destruction, its repair, will fall a lot, the injury After that, I am afraid that there are only less than 5000 A mana...

This sword, the price is not too big!

He is a northern brown, and he is also a personal thing! Can make this sword enough to be proud!

Although the price is large, but after all, killing Ning Fan, get two kinds of local demon fire, Yan Zun must be commended...

If you have a good five-in-one alchemy, if you give a ‘clutching Dan’, they will hope to turn their hearts in this life!

"Haha! Three brothers, go to the place where you are dead, look for the ground veins! I will take a break and suppress the injury..."

"But, there is no demon fire?"

"Impossible! This sword motivates the power of the heavenly spirit, and can destroy all its infighting and babies, and the flesh and blood will not flow, but the heaven and earth spirits of the earthly demon fire are not destroyed by the power of the heavenly spirit... huh? Is this sword chopping the void, so that the second fire falls into the void? Trouble, it seems that only the self-destruction once, chopping the void, taking out the demon fire, but the next sword, you come..."

The northern brown of the knee-length sky is refining the power of the drug in the body, and the vest is cold!

Countless ink-colored swords, appearing behind them, turned into a black indifference youth!

The young face was pale and pale, and it seemed to be hurt, but it was not dead!

"You hurt me, very proud... ink distraction!"

This singularity is too strange!

Even the North Brown is too late to ask for help from Dongqing, who is away from the city!

This voice, like a magical obstacle, is extremely cold, but it is familiar, not wrong, it is that person!

"Zhou Ming! You are not dead, how is it possible! How is it possible! Ah!"

The youth once again burst into ink, and the northern brown, immediately scream!

He held the right arm of the sword and was stunned by the ink shadow.

And the ink shadow did not enter the flesh, smashed the fairy veins, smashed Dantian, and forced the small female infant of Dantian female!

The moment the flesh is broken, the Yuan Ying will be destroyed, the Yuan Ying, who is dressed in the golden armor, fears to crush a jade card, and a piece of light in the jade card, the force of the move, has been moved to a thousand feet!

He is unbelievable to see the young people who have re-condensed in the dark fog, and Dongqing is shocked by the situation of reversing!

How can it be! The ‘Zhou Ming’ in the sword of the heavens is still alive... alive!

What is the body of the black mist, can be broken and can be condensed!

Ink distraction, what is it! When it was broken, it made the body of Northern Brown collapse, and it was only because of the ‘big move jade’ that it was lucky to die!

"Impossible! Impossible!" Northern Brown screamed! In the middle of it, there is extreme fear.

"You are going to die... Before the death, Zhou had a question. You took pains to help the Yuzun Yan Zun, it seems that because Yan Zun is a five-turn alchemy teacher, but you do not know, Zhou, is also a five-turn alchemy Teacher! You should not offend me."

"What, what! You are a five-turn alchemy teacher!" Dong Qingxin was frustrated. If she knew that Ning Fan would be five turns, they would desperately hand over this person, and they would hurt another person in order to please another five turns. ...

Repent, regret... But after repenting, in their eyes, they are all fear and resentment.

This week, the means are too strange, not good to deal with, or to escape first, escape the endless sea, escape to the rain temple, please help Yan Zun, revenge for the two!

"Want to run? Set!"

Ning Fan one finger, set two people, the purpose of the black body, cold and cold.

Zhang mouth sucks, eats the broken arm of the northern brown, holds the blue-green sword of the ruler, and the feeling of blending the heavens and the earth, floating in the mind and body.

This is the mysterious sword of Xuantian... I walked all the way, and some underestimated the power of the magic weapon. I couldn’t think of the magic weapon entering the spiritual order, stimulating the spirit, the power is so terrible, even if I am, I will suffer some injuries...

Xuantian is a treasure, but with his own 190 mana, even with demon power, it is not enough to spur.

The two people who were settled, who suffered from self-destruction and wanted to escape, were once again designated by Ning Fanyi.

Break free, set!

Break free, set!

One person and one baby, showing the color of despair, the Ning Fan of the state of ink and shadow at this moment, the breath is comparable to the big monk, but it is not as good as the two, the body-building technique of the exhibition is not easy to break free!

"Zhou Mingdao friends, if you have let go of this seat this time, this seat guarantees that after returning to the rain temple, you will never be held guilty of your crimes!"

"Investigate? Oh, don't worry, I am studying, the use of this sword, with this sword, 斩 头!"

"You can't use this sword! This sword is a god, too..."

"Noisy!"

This sentence, the sound is melted into the sky, with thunderous sounds, and the earthquake has been in the hearts of two people for a long time!

And a vast, vicissitudes of breath, in Ning Fan, slowly condensed.

It’s like grabbing a hand, but it’s like grabbing the bottom of the sea in the entire sea!

"Dust the soul..."

Indifferent sounds, the soul of the earth, into the body of Ningfan, turned into an infinite skill!

300 A, 500 A, 1000 A.

2000 A, 5000 A, 10000 A!

Wanjia mana, comparable to God, so many mana, even if Ning Fan does not damage himself, is enough, a sword!

"Pull... Soul! I understand! This seat understands! Your unbreakable ink shadow is an incarnation, and it is still a rare kind of 'immortal incarnation'! You, you...you are in the Yuan Ying period, I realized two kinds of broken virtual powers! Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming! Haha, this seat is dead in your hands, not awkward, not awkward! But if you don't kill me, this seat is willing to serve you..."

"Noisy!"

Han Mang flashes, a strong momentum, turned into a sword!

斩 横 cross-cut a semi-circle, a green line, across the road, as if to tell the blue sky... open!

The blue line has been passed by one person and one baby. The faces of the two people are fearful, frightened and complaining!

Whether it is Yuan Ying or the body, it is under a sword and quickly melts...

Two screams of screams spread in the wind, but then they were drowned by the roar of the sky!

The void ruptures a black crack, and the power of the void is scalp and numb.

Immediately, healed.

The waves are soaring, only a young man in black, standing in the center of the waves, looking at the sword in his hand.

Xu Xu scattered to the soul of the earth.

"Xuan Tian Ling Bao... It’s really horrible... so you need to be very careful about the upsizing of God, and you have to start to sacrifice a few pieces of magic weapons... You can’t stop at the top grade...”

In the Xuanwu City, countless strangers are surrounded by the Nandan Tower. Among them, Lu Qing and Bei Xiaoman are the tops of the remains of the palace, holding three life jade and silent.

Three life jade, broken one after another, this undoubtedly means that the three tower owners have died one after another.

In the middle of the tower, the same silence!

After a while, a sensational news shocked Penglai and will spread in the open sea at a horrible speed!

Zhou Ming, with one person's power, killed three great monks!

The three surviving palace tower masters, three Yu Dian guest Qing, no life!

Zhou Ming, when it is the endless overseas sea, the first person under the god! (To be continued.