Grasping Evil

Roar!

The emergence of the three old prisoners in the South, the morale of the burial dragon city!

Roar!

Countless sea beasts are stunned by the sky, and cold-eyed Ning Fan and others are like dead people. In their view, the demon of the early days of the district, dare to bury the dragon city, it is purely looking for death!

Roar--!

All the buzz, with killing and momentum, millions of sea animals climbed out of the nest, and surrounded by 21 masters in Ningfan and other districts.

Killing the sound of the sky, millions of smoldering wolf smoke, and even brighten in the Xinghai, dyed the sea of ​​thousands of miles!

This million bonfires have shocked countless Hai people. This bonfire is the signal that the Dragon City swears to kill the enemy!

Even before the millennium, the bear demon attacked and murdered the Dragon City, it did not let the burial dragon city light a million bonfires!

who is it! Who made the Dragon City take the initiative to anger, dumped millions of sea beasts, and swear to death!

No one knows that the sword refers to the sacred dragon, just a thin young man!

The fire is burning, the stars are chaotic, the blood is stained! But in the eyes of Ning Fan, the magic flame is more crazy and violent than the bonfire!

If you have a million demon army, you have four peaks, but this step is not retreating!

Even though this Xinghai has one billion and ten billion sea beasts, since it is an enemy, Ning Fan does not hesitate to fight the one hundred billion demon army!

Roar!

Millions of sea beasts, millions of bonfires, condensed into a smashing scorpion, even nearly 30,000 sea beasts, directly come forward, self-destructive demon body, the power of self-explosion into the sound of screaming!

Dead man! This burial dragon is not a singer, but most of the **** is under the hands of the gods, but the low-level sea beasts are not afraid of one death!

All the power of self-destruction, the power of demon blood, and the power of killing sorrow, form a huge **** wave, and come to Ningfan!

This huge wave is comparable to a half-step smashing.

This huge wave has made the old bear look back!

"You have a half-step smelting smelt, how can you! The old man has a million demon army, you are comparable!" The fun dragon laughed.

"Million demon army, the deity is afraid! Definite star disk. Now! Star lights... burning!"

A shot of the storage bag, the star compass in hand.

One pointed out, the starlight formed a map, and the star map swept 100,000 miles!

One word ignited, above the star map, 30,000 lanterns, ignited one after another, illuminating five thousand silver lights!

At the moment when the light was ignited, Ning Fan stepped on the star map and held the starlight. At this moment, he is the 30,000 star lamp... the star of the stars!

A heavy starlight wall, rising from the square, the combined force of the million sea beasts, enough to easily tear the vulgar peaks, but can not break the starlight wall!

"What is this magic weapon! The defense is so bad!"

The burial dragon's eyes changed, and Ning Fan had such a defensive treasure in his body, plus the gold flame car that rushed against the sky. It’s not under the smoldering, it’s invincible!

It’s just that the funeral dragon is puzzled. In the undefeated starlight, Ning Fan has not launched any attacks, as if waiting. Waiting for all enemy attacks, completely destroyed by the star array.

"What is he waiting for!"

The old eyes of the burial dragon suddenly smashed, because the combination of the million sea beasts was swallowed up, the star array. It started to get surprised.

The array of lights is quiet, but the murderousness is getting stronger and stronger.

Ning Fan is waiting. Waiting for the light to fight back!

All patience is for the accumulation of thin hair.

All defenses are to bounce out the strongest blow.

When the array of momentum and the combination of Ning Fan, Ning Fan took a step, the enchanting starlight appeared, and the word drank.

"inverse!"

The fixed star disk will not only defend.

The most powerful place, the place where Wei Xuan once sighed, is the ability to rebound the enemy!

You have a million demon army, I am against it!

You are the Supreme Emperor, I am against it!

You are destiny for heaven, and I am against it!

"kill!"

Ning Fan’s footsteps, a glimpse of the sky, the accumulation of all the attacks of millions of sea beasts, at this moment, broke out!

Millions of Starlight Magic Swords, such as the rainy pear flowers, dumped down.

Countless sea beasts show the color of horror, and they are smashed into blood by the star magic sword!

Millions of sea beasts, a big mess, the battle has broken!

At this moment, Ning Fan handed the star plate to the hand, stepped out and went straight to the funeral dragon!

There is a fixed star plate, no one can be hurt, as for the South Prison three old, the dragon city of God, handed over to Shi Bing and so on.

"Make the dragon, die!"

A bang, the left eye purple star flashes, the blood of the ancestors seems to burn!

Four drops of the blood of the progenitor, so that the South Prison three old face big fear, they feel that Ning Fan is pregnant with his blood, but never thought that this blood of the blood is thick to this step!

Especially the funeral dragon, at the center of the pressure, is like a lonely boat standing in the ocean.

Small, humble, half a drop of blood in front of the four drops of Ning Fan, nothing!

There is no chance to think about the funeral dragon. Ning Fan’s fist is like a landslide, and it’s helpless, and it’s on the chest, with the tide of the sea!

Its idling is too fast, so that the funeral dragon can not see the boxing shadow, and can only come up with instinct.

On the boxing, the black dragon scales are densely packed, and the funeral dragon is fully shot, without mercy.

On the realm of refining, he is the fourth realm of jade, higher than Ning Fan's two small realms.

In the common sense, the funeral dragons can easily kill the second-level monk with a single blow, and the whole process of the gods must be broken!

But the fists touched each other, and the result was that the funeral dragons were caught off guard.

Ning Fan Ming Ming is the second realm, but the strength of the punch is comparable to the third world, which makes the funeral retreat dozens of steps, only to remove the boxing power, and even the dragon scales are broken a lot.

And Ning Fan, at the moment of the punching force, self-destructive demon body, turned into ink shadow, avoiding all boxing power.

With the re-coagulation of the ink shadow, the purple shadow reappears, Ning Fan reappears the demon body, unscathed, and does not give the funeral rest time, and then anger and punch!

Every time the punches touch each other, each time is a funeral retreat, Ning Fan broken!

A fist is broken and a step is re-condensed.

Step by step, step by step to recondense!

Ning Fan is like a rainstorm, and if you are crazy, it is like a bad dog that you want to see.

Half-column martial arts, there have been hundreds of fists to fight, and in these hundreds of punches, the burial dragon has only the defensive power, almost no attack.

The roaring resounds through the stars, and every punch and touch will lead to a collapse of the void, which means that the funeral dragon can no longer be relaxed.

The dragon scales are broken. The defense collapsed and it gradually left a wound. And with each step of the funeral, the injury is aggravating.

On the other hand, Ning Fan re-condenses a demon body, but the momentum is even more crazy. Desperate, killing is hard to destroy!

Everything in this world is only to kill the enemy!

"Incarnation! You have an avatar, who can hurt you!"

The burial dragon is afraid, and Ning Fan repairs the avatar, no matter how many times the smashing body is broken, as long as it is not a kill. Can't kill it!

After these hundreds of punches, the burial dragon's mouth continued to overflow with black blood, so the fight of life, let him gradually move the real fire, the eyes are gloomy.

Looking at the battlefield of the Dragon City, there are still less than 700,000 sea beasts, 3 post-mortems, 3 middle-class, and 7 early-stage. The other party has three descendants, such as Qingxuan, four demons, four black scorpions, and five thousand star lights, and the guardian of the scorpion.

Only half a column of incense time, the sea beast fell 300,000, and the middle of the death of a person. In the early days, God died 6 people! The initial shackles of the other party have hit four, and the war is not optimistic.

Another battlefield, the South Prison three old and different means. However, under the attack of the black dragon and the corpse controlled by the stone soldiers, they gradually picked up the left and right sides.

The burial dragon’s heart sinks, the million demon army can’t win, and he can’t win. Nanzhao’s three old men have already lost their appearance...

Do you have a million demon army, plus the help of the three old Nanchong. Isn't it the opponent of the early days of a sacred god?

A murderer rose in the longan of the funeral. He knew that if he was not as desperate as Ning Fan. Today is afraid that the dragon city will be destroyed!

He did not want to admit it, but he had to admit that Ning Fan had a small number of people, but it was indeed an enemy!

Must be desperate!

"How about the avatar? Do you think that the old man can't break your incarnation? The art of the blood, the quest of the five tombs!"

The burial dragon clawed out and turned into a dragon claw. The black dragon giant shadow appeared behind him. The five fingers ignited black blood, and the sun was shining in the sea.

"The wind is a wooden dragon, the earth is a dragon, the thunder is a golden dragon, the fire is a fire dragon, the ice is a water dragon... Five dragons die, black dragons live! Five elements die, five tomb students!"

Every time the funeral dragon recites a word, in the middle of the Xinghai and Ningfan’s head, it will be condensed into a simple tombstone by black inflammation, which seems to be smashed to Ningfan Tianling.

That tombstone will be a thousand feet tall, ghostly and sturdy, only one at the beginning, but in the end, a total of five tombstones were condensed by the burial dragons, each with a dragon shadow!

Ning Fan's eyes are condensed, the tombstone technique is clearly a black magic, and it is still a magical technique driven by his blood.

Although it is the grade of the peak of the grade, but by the blood of the ancestors, the power of one strike is definitely more than a million hits of the sea beast, more than a few times!

And with the left eye purple star turned, Ning Fan even saw the real horror of this surgery.

This tombstone is divided into five rows, which coincides with the opportunity of life and death. If you are smashed by this tombstone, you will not have the opportunity to reshape.

The demon will be sucked away and sealed by the tombstone!

The three old emperors of Nanzhao have changed greatly. These five tombstones, in line with the five elements of the heavens, have the power of the seal of the demon.

Even if the three old players join hands, they are afraid that they will smash three tombstones at the most, and at least two people will be swallowed and sealed by the remaining two tombstones!

"This technique is too strong, and it is impossible to resist the non-half-step simplification. It is no wonder that this burial dragon can save his life from the hands of the old bear. This technique is in the peak of the gods, who is his enemy!"

The three people were bitter, and they intended to destroy Ning Fan. Then the three men colluded to kill the dragon and seize the blood of the mother. Now it seems that not only Ning Fan and others are so powerful, even the funeral dragon is a lord...

It’s really wrong to have this three people come to this drowning! I am afraid that there will be no benefits in the end, and it will cause a sigh.

Only three people have no time to regret, Ning Fan has offended, and now only fight to death, kill Ning Fan, so as not to offend the funeral dragon!

"This tombstone! It is not wrong, it is the secret of the blood of the Black Dragon family! Although it is plausible by this person, but the power is enough to seriously hurt half a step of refining... Lubei, don't lose it..."

Suddenly prompted the defense of the astrolabe, the eyes have hidden concerns.

This hidden worry also appeared in the eyes of Shi Bing. As an upper bound, he participated in the battle of the boundary and naturally knew the terrible secret of the blood.

The technique of the blood of the mother, if it is exhibited by the celestial ancestors, is enough to destroy a Dongfu planet!

Even if it is the burial dragon, the peak of the gods will not be able to catch up.

"I have to control this black dragon to refine my body and help him!"

Shibing looked at him with a glimpse of the black dragon. He had to go to help Ningfan and counter the monument. However, he was seen by the three prisoners in Nanzhao, sneer and seal the way back.

"Our battle is not over yet, do you want to escape?"

Nanzhao San Lao is not the enemy of the Black Dragon smelting. But the stone soldiers were obstructed, so that they could not help Ning Fan, and the three old people could still get it.

In the eyes of the three, as long as the stone soldiers are stopped for a moment, the funeral dragon will kill Ning Fan, and immediately split the body shape, smashing the stone soldiers and the black dragon, the general trend can be fixed!

drag! The three old men only need to delay a little for a while. Afterwards, although the three people dare not ask the priest to ask for the blood, the benefits are indispensable.

"Damn!" Stone soldiers are angry, but can not break the entanglement of three leather candy.

"I really can't figure it out. You can control such a sturdy corpse, why you will follow the command of an ant in the early days of a god!"

Nanjiao three old sneer.

"You said that he is an ant ant!" Shi Bing's eyes are ridiculous.

Ants?

How many people laughed at Ning Fan as an ants, and finally how?

Prior to this, Shi Bing also expected that Ning Fan, who was not repaired by Yuan Ying, would be arrogant!

Prior to this, Shi Bing was not expected, and Ning Fan had not yet turned his mind, and he was crossing the sea. A mysterious secret.

Prior to this, Shi Bing was not expected, and Ning Fan once became a god, then Luo Yun. Today is the Yang Wei Xinghai!

This kind of person, all the way to killing, today, how many days of arrogance, how many old monsters fight!

Such people. If it is an ant, who else in the world is not an ant!

"You said that he is an ant. I will regret it!" Shi Bing disdain looked at the Nanzhao San Lao, it is like looking at the three dead.

"Xinghai, because of him alone, turned upside down!"

Shi Bing no longer speaks, because a purple-gold hunting wind has risen from his body.

If you say that the Five Tombs of Dragons are borrowed from the power of life and death, seal the demon.

Then, this purple magic smoke is the use of a higher level of reincarnation, but also above life and death!

Reincarnation!

An indifferent pressure, formed in Ning Fan's eyes.

A purple-gold sand, sweeping 100,000 miles of Dragon City!

Looking at the five ancient tombstones that were hanging in the sky, Ning Fan grabbed it with a big hand, and within 100,000 miles, the aura of the sea came into its palm!

Soul!

"It is actually the technique of smashing the soul! This is not only the technique of incarnation, but also the spirit of the soul!" The funeral dragon was shocked, but he gnawed his teeth and changed his mind, causing the five monuments to be smashed at the same time!

He naturally saw that this purple gold sand was amazing, but he even saw that there was no such thing as Ning Fan in this spell!

A spell that doesn't fit into your own heart is so powerful that it's just a sneak peek. It's enough to kill the late stage of the gods, but it's hard to kill the peaks of the gods, and it's harder to break your own five tombs!

The five tombs are the same as the power of the fall, so that within a thousand miles, the void is broken.

It’s just that the five tombs are as strong as the sky, and Ning Fan’s head is not lifted, his eyes are closed, and the soul of the earth is swallowed.

Mana increased, all the way to the late stage of the gods.

In front of his eyes, he recalled the plain life of Wu Guo, recalled the humiliation of the sorrows of Hehuan, recalling the **** practice of the demon forest, recalling the patience and retreat of the travels of the countries.

In the end, all the memories stayed in the snow of the Qimei, and stayed in the smile of the paper cranes.

The purple sandstorm around you began to change!

Ning Fan is a demon, standing under the plum tree of the magical atmosphere, above the plum tree, the blossoming rain is condensed by the red blood plum, silently blooming.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked up. His eyes were as deep as a void, looking to the funeral dragon!

The depth of this gaze is like the vast starry sky, and you should inhale the mind of the burial dragon!

"What is this look!"

The face of the funeral dragon changed greatly. At this moment, all the purple gold sands were turned into black snow flakes.

Every piece of snow is different and has its own trajectory.

Every piece of snow is pure black, and it is the power of the void!

The wind and snow swept over 100,000 miles, but with a trace of loneliness and desolateness. In loneliness and desolation, there is a deep love.

Lonely, is the loneliness along the way

Desolation is the exhaustion of blood all the way.

Love is the unforgettable face of the seven plums.

"Paper crane, I miss you..."

At this moment, Ning Fan waved his sleeves.

At this moment, a black and strange snow, sweeping the Dragon City, no one can stop!

At this moment, five imposing eyes, in the snow, ice, broken!

At this moment, the funeral dragon was horrified, the spell was broken, and even a few steps back, only to stabilize the figure, cough up black blood, which has already frozen into ice slag!

"This is... what spell!"

Do not understand, the funeral dragon is doomed to understand the mystery of this technique. Because he, did not see the face of the reincarnation, did not see the most powerful of this time - the path of the Purple Emperor!

Nanjiao three old fears, in this snow, the three of them rise together will be swallowed by the wind and snow, the feeling of disappearing!

Small, humble!

You are the true gods, under my reincarnation, I also bow down!

The Emperor’s understanding of the reincarnation is to let all the dust fall into the dust, return to the earth, forget all the past, let everything... weather!

But Ning Fan. Can't forget everything. He has too much disappointment, too much love, if the reincarnation wants to take away his love, he will reincarnate, freeze in the years, never wipe out!

"The wind and snow are pointing...the ice is reincarnation!"

Ning Fan pointed out that an unimaginable Sen Han, poured into the body and mind, let the fun of the six souls without the Lord.

With this guidance. The burial dragon was horrified to discover that his blood was frozen, the demon power was frozen, the sea was frozen, the demon was frozen, and every inch of flesh and blood was frozen in the snow!

His fear of discovery, Ning Fan step by step toward him. But he can't escape, can't move, because he is already a piece of ice!

He was even more afraid to discover that he had buried Longcheng in 100,000 miles. Has been frozen by Ning Fan?

The demon wing spurred, Ning Fan appeared in front of the burial dragon, everything was only in the blink of an eye. One palm, shoot it!

The frozen dragon's body is under this palm, turned into black shavings, crushed and died!

One finger of snow, breaking the art of the blood, killing the lord of the Dragon City!

This refers to the blizzard, almost exhausted all the power of Ningfan, at this moment, he is struggling with even the move.

Killing and killing the dragon, the remnants of the dragon city, all of them are chilling and scared. No one expected, the sacred dragon sage who can succumb to the south star sea and the half-step smelt, in this way, died in the hands of Ning Fan!

The storage bag of the funeral dragon fell in the hands of Ning Fan.

Among them, there is a black gold jade bottle, containing a drop of half of the black dragon blood that has not been swallowed!

The three old prisoners of Nanzhao have been horrified, but with the death of the burial dragon and the exhaustion of Ningfan’s mana, the three have a glimpse of the blood of the ancestors.

The two old and the three old people are desperate to block the black dragon, while the boss is ignoring all the vibration wings and rushing to Ning Fan!

"Kid, you can kill the dragon, you are powerful, but you have exhausted the demon power... The old man is killing you at this moment, it is easy! Give my blood to me!"

boom!

A palm, hit on the Ning Fan demon, but only shocked the shadow of ink.

Ink shadow re-condensed, Ning Fan looked at the Nanzhao boss, eyes murder.

"You want your blood?"

This gaze makes the heart of Nanzhao boss tremble! It is clear that Ning Fan, who knows this moment, lost his fighting power, but the Nanzhao boss still can't restrain his fear of Ning Fan.

"Grand blood is given to me! Otherwise, you will be higher in your means. I will try to kill him in the South Prison. You will die!"

"I will die? Funny! Father blood, why give it to you! What are you!"

Ning Fan’s eyes are crazy, not enough, not enough!

Always kill until... no one dares to chase themselves!

Ning Fan squeezed a jade bottle and took a drop of black gold.

The next moment, a sinister black inflammation, scattered from Ning Fan, this moment, his momentum is comparable to half a step!

"Blood burning!"

He actually ignited the blood of the black dragon who had been hard to beat!

He, to borrow the power of this ancient blood, to sweep the Xinghai!

"Not good!" Nanjia boss was shocked!

This is a madman!

This is a madman who is willing to burn his blood!

If anyone gets the gift of the blood of the mother, it is not the power of refining and making blood, and improving the qualifications. This person will reverse the application and ignite the precious blood of the precious!

This is a madman, this person can not be provoked, must escape!

Ignite the blood of the mother, this moment of Ning Fan, Long Zuwei pressure to add, Xinghai invincible!

"Second brother, third brother, go quickly!"

"Want to go, late!"

Ning Fan's body was covered by black inflammation, step by step, rolling black inflammation emerged from the air, wrapped in the South Prison boss, a moment, the body became gray!

The two old and the three old men saw that the eldest brother died, and there was no grief at all. The Ning Fan of this moment burned the blood of the mother and gave them a sense of weakness that could not be overcome.

Must escape!

The two flashed in the light and fled to the south. Ning Fan sneered, and did not look at the two. Only his eyes fell on the side of the sky, and a cold drink.

"You, get out!"

A roar, shattering the void, a figure hidden by the emperor fell out of it, and immediately begged for mercy.

"The villain broke the star of the sea, the ghost elders, the ghosts, and asked the grown-ups to spare..."

This person is already trembled, the burial dragon died, the Nanzhao boss died, this person ignited the blood of the mother, before the death of the blood, this person kills the peak of the gods, such as pinching the dead ants!

Ning Fan did not look at this person, and waved directly to the devil in the ghosts and seas.

However, this ghost dust did not dare to resist, only obedience, let Ning Fan plant a demon.

Can't resist! Rebel, you will be killed!

Who wants him to hide here, ready to fight when both sides fight for you to die...

"The sea beast here, you can live with me, if you don't, then die!"

Ning Fan's cold voice echoed in the burial of the Dragon City, without mercy.

Three days later, on the island of Xingdao, the old bear held the intelligence in his hand and the chin was shocked.

"The funeral dragon is dead? Is it dead in Lubei? Lubei, Lubei..."

The old bear crushed the jade, which imprinted the image of Ning Fan.

"Mother's! This comet is Lubei! This star is only a few days, the fun of the Dragon City is gone! Why is he so hanging!" (To be continued.)