Grasping Evil

"A hundred years later, the Neptune will also come to the rain, when will it be... Can I fight one!"

A hundred miles away from the city of Qimei, a splendid and magnificent ship is in the air. On the top of the building, Ning Fan stood at the bow of the ship, and the wind was shocking, but he did not move.

Three days ago, the old devil had to leave the "Seven Plum Record" and handed it to Ningfan a storage bag.

Three days later, the old devil took a foot and took Ning Fan out of Qimei City, and ordered him to go to the ghost bird to complete the so-called entrance examination.

On the 3rd, too hurried, Ning Fan only had time to get all kinds of remedies to stabilize the body. The meridian is broken, the fracture is broken, and the face is bruised. The chest is actually tied with a bandage.

He had no time to refine Jade Emperor Dan, and he was taken out by the old devil. And this leaves Qimei, I don’t know how many years, I can’t come back.

"Go to the ghost bird, help the old man and the ghosts to say hello, as for his niece... don't hesitate, you can do it yourself..."

"Into the sect, you must be down to earth! Less talk, more killing, doing practical things, is a good devil!"

"More sun, so it is not easy to produce a demon!"

"In the storage bag, Laozi has left you something good. When you go to the 'Seven Plum House Boat', you can open it."

...

There are a lot of old konjac, but there are a lot of things to care about. After half a year, Ning Fan never thought about it and would say goodbye in this way.

Qimeilou ship, top quality magic weapon, can accommodate 10,000 people flying Shenzhou! When the old devil kicked the sect on the same day, he loved to drive the building, carrying the Dark Lords, and descending from the sky, assaulting the right way.

Looks like this is the rain fairy, the earliest blitz case, the founder, naturally the old devil.

This building has an amazing sound. It is not only very fast, but also equipped with 20 ‘ 铳 铳 , , , , , , 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙 仙

It is very expensive, a gun to spend 2000 centimeters, is not a special juncture, Ning Fan can not bear to use this cannon. In his storage bag, because of the large array of appearances, the offensive day was separated from the ancestors, and Xianyu was consumed, leaving less than 50,000 cents.

50,000 cents jade, enough to cover several Qimeicheng, Ning Fan is definitely not a poor person, but compared with the previous few hundred thousand immortals, it is only a slap in the face.

The Black Devils, the Ice Defender, the Jianwei, and the Mei Wei, were taken away by Ning Fan. The treasure of the treasury, half taken away, sent to the Three Gods Army, updated the equipment. Mei Zhuang Ling medicine, also took half.

In the city of Qimei, there are four families left to guard, Ning Fan firmly refuses to take away, leaving the old devil to defend himself.

The old devil nowadays, repaired as a loss, although there are not many people who know, but no one is protecting around, Ning Fan is not at ease.

400 Mei Wei, 500 Jian Wei, 500 Ice Guard, the sound of the building on the road is amazing, passing through some small sects, small families, often scared people to the enemy.

If Ning Fan is willing, he can easily eliminate the end of the sect, but he is now seriously injured, and he has no intention to provoke a wrong life.

He took out a black storage bag, which is a top-quality magic weapon, and the space it accommodates is hundreds of times that of Ningfan's previous storage bags.

This storage bag is the old devil to Ning Fan, some old, seems to be used by the old devil. This storage bag alone is a good thing. With this storage bag, Ning Fan no longer has to worry about not enough things.

His waist was covered with a variety of storage bags, all from all places. A small cloth bag, I don't know, I thought he was a certain bag of elders.

There wasn't much stuff in the storage bag, but when I opened the storage bag, I felt a little sour.

The storage bag has a large space, and there are only three things in it.

A red copper token with ten sun scars. A letter written in madness is naturally written by the old devil. And, a small tripod.

Small tripod hexagonal eight-legged three-legged, very familiar... top quality magic, broken Dan Ding, old devil's housekeeping magic...

Unexpectedly, the old devil gave his own magic weapon to Ning Fan, and Ning Fan Shen swept, broken Dan Ding, but also sealed eight tossing black fire dragon...

Black magic inflammation, repaired as the lost old devil, even the black magic inflammation, were given to Ning Fan...

Ning Fan’s heart sighed, and the old devil was repaired as a restoration. He should have re-traged the world, but his life was ups and downs, and he was overjoyed. He came too fast and was too late to prevent it. The old devil, still able to laugh, still calmly put a good thing to himself... The old devil is very open-minded, and the honor and disgrace will be set aside, but Ning Fan will not be open-minded. Every time he thinks that the old devil has been abolished by the Neptune, his heart is cold and cold.

"Nie Huang... After a hundred years, you will regret it!"

Ning Fan put away the broken Dan Ding, and when the wound healed, he completely swallowed the black magic inflammation and cultivated the "Black Devil".

He looked at the token in the storage bag, which seemed to be unremarkable, but with his eye-level power, he saw a force from the token.

The tokens that have the power to break the boundaries are mostly the secrets of some secrets, but they do not know where the keys are.

However, Ning Fan is convinced that the old devil will give him this object, and he will never be untargeted. He must have deep meaning.

He took the token and took out the last thing - the letter of the old devil.

"Ning Xiaozi, you and me are a mentor, you are gone, Laozi has nothing to send you. Broken Danding is for you. When you kick the sect, you will be hard for you. The black magic is also for you...etc. When you practiced the "Black Devil" to the third floor, you will merge the nine fire dragons into one, extract the 'fire marrow' from it, and thoroughly refine it into the body. Then, you can truly master a kind of local veins. After a hundred years, you With Han Nie Tian, ​​there may be a battle. But a hundred years is too short, your qualifications will be against the sky, and you can't break it, but if you collect Qi 'the frost of the day', you will be Han Nei Tian. Dare to provoke you. Even the Nine Great Fairies, the Nine Emperors, are not your opponents. You have won the 'Black Devil' 'Bone Glaucoma', just have the right chance to swallow. As for the frost In the cold, the dense land of the ghosts, there is just one kind, named 'Xuanyin Qi', you can find a way to steal it, Laozi no matter what your business... As for the token, it is called 'Virtual Heaven' It is the key to entering the 'Ancient Heaven'. There is a chance. When the ruins of the heavens are opened, you will sneak into the water to fish. .."

After receiving the letter, Ning Fan showed his gaze. It seems that I want to talk about all the things that the old devil confessed, one by one.

Behind him, the little paper crane looked quietly, looked good, and his face was blushing. I didn't know what to think. "Where my brother thinks, it looks so good, like a champion."

...

At the same time, in the city of Qimei, the old demon had a black robe, white hair, and the mana lost, making him become old and full of wind and frost.

He went to the city of Qimei and entered a secret palace.

Qimei City, this is not an ice city, but the old devil for one person, will be born in the north of the country, into a snowy area. What is the reason...

The secret place is under the ten thousand feet of the Qimei City, and there is a huge space with an axe chiseling. There was a sea of ​​fire in the dense land. At the center of the sea of ​​fire, there is a flame coffin. In fact, the endless sea of ​​fire in this place is all transformed from the coffin.

That coffin, the grade is even higher than the ‘virtual treasure’, and it is extremely extraordinary. It is not the thing of the nine fairy tales. The fiery heat that flows over the coffin is enough to easily burn out the Golden Eagle. Vaguely, there is a mysterious power on the coffin, which is enough to shield the heavens.

In the midst of the fire, a woman who is as holy as a plum seems to sleep peacefully. This woman is similar to Du Gu, but it is softer and warmer than the lonely one. This woman is a solitary sister.

Her heart, stop beating, no trace of breath, even the body is seriously injured, will collapse at any time.

If it is not a flame coffin, from time to time, it will dissipate the power of bullying. Once the woman leaves the fire, the woman must be smouldering and dying.

If there is an upper god, here is the fire, it must be shocked, but because of this fire, it is a pure treasure of the world, avoiding the sky!

In those days, in order to obtain this coffin, the old demon had been alone, and rushed to the pure Yangzong of the four-day fairyland...

The old devil is slowly approaching the sea of ​​fire, and across the distance, he is watching the sleeping woman in the fire. The fire wave is far from blowing, and the old devil's old hair is roasted and burnt, but all this, he is unaware.

"Xiaomei... My cultivation is finally being ruined... It’s what the gangsters did... I didn’t listen to your advice. Now, one mistake is wrong, one mistake is wrong.”

"Ning Xiaozi was driven away by me. He is a personal talent, a person who repairs the devil. He may be able to avenge me... but this time almost died, my heart of revenge is also weak, now think about it, as long as you can It’s indifferent to live and revenge..."

"When Ning Xiaozi is repaired enough, I will let him save you... that day, it should not be too far, no..."

Qimei City, the entire ice field, is nothing but the old devil caused by spells, the purpose, just to make the fire sea sleep, the woman feels a little cool.

The old devil stood on the edge of the sea of ​​fire, as if he had killed his life, and he was washed clean.

There is no old demon, no Ning Fan, Sifan Palace is solitary, or, after the Sanshen Army, the entire Qimei City, there are some empty feelings. Under the plum tree, a ghost floats out of the tomb, the snow is tighter, and the woman looks at the Qimeilou ship that has left in the distance. The ship has been turned into an ant size and gradually disappears.

"He is gone..." The singer sighed and sighed, and looked back. The eyes fell on the side of the tomb, above the bluestone, a glimpse, a pretty face, and a shame.

Above the bluestone, there is only one Yuan Yingjian gas... and the second Jindan Jianqi, I don’t know where to go.

On the bluestone, there was a message from Ning Fan that seemed to be full of laughter.

"The beauty has Jin Dan Jianqi, empty bluestone, no one appreciates, is it not a pity? Ning Fan comes to the snow, take the moon and take away the sword, if he goes to Yuan Ying, he will return to take the third sword. Falling: Ning Gongzi stays on the moon..."

"Ning Xiaomo, you are a rogue, you are a big liar, you said not to steal the sword! I am mad, mad, and give me my swordsmanship!" In the palace of Sifan, the small solitary powder fist clenched Feeling annoyed.

Hey, next time Ning Xiaomo comes back, he must give him a good look...just, when will he come back, it will be a long time...

...

The building took a half-day trip, and Ning Fan opened a map of jade, followed by Nangong, Yuchi and Situ. Of course, there are well-behaved paper cranes, as well as restless thoughts.

Unconsciously sneezing, Ning Fan touched the nose and handed a jade scabbard into the storage bag. On the scabbard, there was a Jindan-class sword, which was stolen from the Solitary Bluestone and could not be realized for a short time. Then I will feel it.

"It won't be, is the little solitary beggar me?" Ning Fan laughed and shook his head, it should not be so clever.

"Master, after a thousand miles, it is the ghosts and sects... thinking and thinking to play..." Thinking of innocent soft words begging, interrupting Ning Fan smile.

"No..." Ning Fan's eyes returned to cold and landed on the map again.

This disregard of the move made the thoughts sinless, and let Mei Weisan on the side lead the way, all of them look weird.

This simple and lacking love girl is really a magical day to leave the lord - thinking no evil?

In the face of such a cute little girl, the younger master can still be so indifferent...

"Where is it, it’s coming to the ghosts, and Nangong, waiting for the ghosts, you will lead the three guards in this mountain range. If necessary, it is no problem to build a city..." After a long time, Ning Fan opened the way.

"His subordinates!"

"This mountain range is not far from the main sect. It is only a few hundred miles. When I have time, I will urge you to train. The Three Gods, the day of rejuvenation, is not far away!"

Ning Fan's eyes are exposed to the light, training the three gods, stealing the sinister yin, expanding the power, improving the cultivation, and his own magic road, for the first time, embark on the journey!

Everything, for a hundred years, will be the high-ranking Nie Huang, stepping on the feet, let this wolf, pay the price!

Ghosts and sects are already very close, and because of the ghosts and sects, the sorrows are all monks, with the younger generations at home, going to the ghosts and apprentices.

And those dynasty monks, looking up and seeing the magnificent buildings above the sky, are stunned.

"Hey, which big man is this, come on the ghosts... is it, Jin Dan!?"