Grasping Evil

I am dead, I am waiting for life. .

If I don't die, I will wait to live out of Pazhou.

Ning Fan put down his shoulders on Gusu Island and slowly retired from the giant body.

Take a storage bag and take out 25 cockroaches, each with at least a fascinating power. There are only 8 black cockroaches left, and 17 are given by Dong Xu.

As for the three refining shackles that Yuan Yao gave, the refining of the body of the beast was not taken out, so as not to be seen by others, and it was unnecessary to take trouble.

At the moment when these 25 cockroaches appeared, the 17 squadrons were full of fear.

"So many sly, no exception is the realm of the gods! This week is a madman, he actually killed so many masters, and the ritual became a smash!"

"It's no wonder that this person is so angry that it is a demon to kill the gods like ants!"

The 17 gods of Pazhou are cultivated as the highest and not the gods. They can recognize that the gods are reluctant, and they do not know that those who are the highest, have reached half a step!

What's more, these sly secrets are hidden by the secret law. No one can see the specific cultivation of these shackles, except for the seven-level old-fashioned characters in the inner sea.

It’s just that even if you don’t see the shackles of these cockroaches, just knowing that Ning Fan has 25 sacred gods is tantamount to a bad news that spreads to the hearts of the Pazhou monks.

This week, I am actually pregnant with 25 gods!

This week, you can provoke it!

This week, the power of one person is deeper than the whole of the thorny alliance!

"Mom, Zhou Ming has so many gods, he is not a person!"

"But why did he put the donkey on the island, did he come to Pazhou to get into trouble, not ready to use the power of the shackles?"

Rosen's gaze flashed. From Ning Fan's move, he could guess that the Gusu city must be some people, and it is extremely important to Ning Fan, so he left countless guardians to prevent the sue from being attacked by the law.

If you can kill Gusu, you will not be able to counter Ning Fan.

Only knowing that there is such a strategy, Rosen never dared to break into Gusu. Once you get close to Gusu, you will be immediately besieged by 25 gods!

"What to do now!" Dong Xuanzi is already at a loss, not to see that he is the ancestor of the gods, but after all, it is only the initialization of God, placed in such a large-scale battle, fart is not!

"What can I do now! It’s too late to say anything. Hiding in Pazhou, you can still protect yourself! Once you leave the Dong Xuanjian array, you will be killed by those who are shackled. If I don’t see it, those who are stunned Maybe there is the embarrassment of the late God!"

Zi Yan’s eyes trembled. If he knew that Ning Fan had such energy, he would never have made a thorny alliance and took his own trouble.

Only now that everything is finished, with the understanding of Ning Fan by Zi Yan, Ning Fan, who is angry, will not have any mercy to the enemy.

Forgive anything, is to seek one, die one!

"Not bad! I will never leave Dong Xuan Jianzhen!"

The gods and gods are immediately attached, and there is still the determination to threaten to kill Ning Fan.

"Good! There are still billions of celestial jade in the league. You also have a lot of celestial jade on your body. They are all taken out! Although this Dongxuan sword array is strong, it is the most costly sacred jade. After all, it is a large array of grading peaks. Even if I consume the jade, I will wait for 2 billion cents, and at least I can run the big array for several years. The old man still doesn't believe it, this week will be a mortal island country, besieging Pazhou for several years!"

"Yes! If you can hide in this place for several years, you will wait for the support of the demon hall! Only wait for the demon to go out, to demonize the strength of the adult half-step, and kill this week, it will be like a dog!"

"Look, that week, Zhou Ming has withdrawn from the giant body! The supernatural power of the supernatural body is the most exhaustive of physical strength, fearing that he will not even have the strength to raise the sword at the moment!"

These arguments of the gods are heard by other league monks.

One of the league's monks sighed. The biggest mistake in their life was to join the thorny alliance and get involved in this drowning.

The 17th hall of the gods, but Ning Fan was scared to hide in the line, did not dare to go out.

These gods, each one is a hegemon, but in front of Ning Fan, even the atmosphere does not dare to breathe.

Thorn Ming Alliance, stabbing a fart! It is better to change to a fearful alliance more appropriate!

Ning Fan's eyes swept through Pazhou, and the gods swept through 50,000 miles. They saw a group of Uighurs in the alliance scared to go out, and their eyes were more stunned.

Weak, too weak!

These monks became gods, and they were in the eyes of Ning Fan, and they could not match the five great monks who defended the gods.

Can't compare with the old champion who is not afraid of death.

Can't compare with the big rich man who is unfettered.

They have no convictions and no persistence.

Looking at this group of unreasonable gods, Ning Fan’s heart only appeared in two words.

Ants!

Ning Fan’s withdrawal from the giant’s body is not a lack of physical strength, but it is not necessary.

For ordinary people, the physical body can greatly enhance the strength. For Ning Fan, the physical body is only for the island. His strongest posture is not a giant, but a body!

Close your eyes, as if you forgot all the anger.

Open your eyes, the eyes and swords are arrogant, and Ning Fan seems to be an ancient sword hanging over the sky!

A little eyebrows, stunned in the hand, Jianguang shook, a sword light that smashed the wind and swelled above the array of light, immediately received the shock of the thousand swords, and disappeared.

"The turtle shell is very hard..."

Ning Fan frowned, this guardian of the East Xuanjian array of Weizhou, with 4,700 swords and peaks, not far from the virtual level.

The dozens of Jianfengs that had been ruined by their own fists were reshaping the loss of Xianyu.

From this point of view, it would take at least a few years to break through this battle with wear and tear.

"Iris, smoke!"

Ning Fan’s sword trembled and the purple sand was floating above the blade.

With the experience of Ning Fan's second break, this purple gold sandstorm can even break the gap, and it will not care about the peak of the district.

The sound of irritating abrasion, the ray of light was instantly wiped out a gap, the next moment, Ning Fan stepped out, stepped into Pazhou, and entered the array of Dong Xuanjian array!

The 17 people who were originally relieved of peace, did not scare the soul.

They couldn't understand, what kind of means Ning Fan had just displayed, only to see the purple gold smog flashing, the Dong Xuan Jianzhen, who was at the peak of the martial arts level, was actually opened an entrance!

"No, impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Not good! Can't let him get close! Millions of monks, killing, killing Zhou Ming!"

The purple scorpion only felt scared and stunned, and Ning Fan rushed into the battle, giving him too much pressure.

Without any hesitation, the 17 gods turned into Changhong, and they retired and hid behind the million monks.

Millions of monks rushed into a rush, and the squadron became a squad, and immediately swung the sword to the sky. Millions of swords and screams roared out like a sword.

The piercing swordsman resounded through Pazhou, and at the moment when the millions of monks took a shot, the heavens and the earth were shrouded in Jianguang!

A sword light, perhaps only equivalent to a melt, Jin Dan strike, and not enough.

But a million miles of spirits, Jin Dan's Jianguang, even if it is the late monk of the gods, may not dare to be hard!

"Old man Dong Xuanzi, Zhou Ming, you should not enter the sword array!"

Dong Xuanzi showed a sneer, and the initial surprise was gone, only the color was left.

The Dong Xuanjian array, called the sword array, is naturally not only a use for external defense.

The most powerful of the sword array, this is not a defense, but a battle against the enemy!

With a roll of Dong Xuanzi's sleeves, four thousand seven hundred infant-level swords circling around him, each of which is equivalent to Yuan Yingjian repairing a full blow!

In the metamorphosis between the East and the Xuanzi, whether it is a million swords or four thousand seven hundred swords, they are all condensed in the hands of the East Xuanzi, turned into a sly cyan sword, held in the hand.

Although this lightsaber is a sword-shaped, it is not a physical one, but a sword-like condensate! It is seven feet long and three inches wide, like a blue moonlight.

This sword is equivalent to a million radiant, golden dan, plus 4,700 yuan infants, plus Dong Xuanzi's full blow, condensed into one!

Holding this lightsaber, Dong Xuanzi only feels that the flesh is about to collapse, and the sword is too strong!

In the meantime, Dong Xuanzi’s heart raised an illusion.

With this sword in hand, even if he is in the early days of the gods, he can also turn the sword into the peak!

"A strong sword! Dong Xuanzi, I can't think of you and this means, kill him! Kill him!"

One by one, the gods are excited, this is the East Xuanzi site after all, and Dong Xuanzi knows how to unite Wanjian, which is not surprising.

"Zhou Ming! You dare to fight with me!"

The eyes of Dong Xuanzi gradually rose, so arrogant tone, it is as if he himself became a master of the peak of the gods.

Ning Fan’s eyes are disdainful. Although this sword is strong, it depends on who uses it.

It’s like Zichuan’s sculpt and sculpt, and it’s still broken by Ning Fan.

This Dong Xuanzi's kendo may be slightly stronger than Zichuan, but it does not condense the sword at all. In the eyes of Ning Fan who has already condensed the sword, that sword is ruined!

With the sword of Dong Xuanzi being shot, the sword light is like a cyan scorpion, and the chest of the Ning Fan is coming in abruptly, and in front of Ning Fan, a thousand, ten, and a hundred, once again, return to a million swordsman!

Ning Fan’s eyes changed, although the sacred road of Dong Xuanzi was weak, but the means of smashing swords and swords was extraordinary.

One condensed, the sword light is still a million, but a million swords are evenly powerful. It is like each piece of wood that forms a wooden barrel, filled with high and low, and the short board is filled with long boards, and the power is naturally greatly improved.

Outside Weizhou Island, many monks followed Ning Fan, but they were taken far away by Ning Fan.

Only three of them are eccentric, and they are only able to get outside of Pazhou. These three people, one is Zifumen Zuotong, the second is Dongxu, and the third is Yun Niansu.

Zuo Tong has been following Ning Fan all the way. The hole is the result of hearing the change of Weizhou. He came to the sorrowful thoughts. As for Yun Nian Su, he left the Gusu and went all the way east. Converging with the rain temple, just happened to meet Ning Fan attacking Pazhou, and it is necessary to watch one or two.

The hole is deep and deep, and he is the highest of the three. He can see the sword of Dong Xuanzi at a glance.

Yun Nian Su knows extraordinary, and in the identity of his rain temple Tianjiao, I have seen many sacred sword repairs. This sword is absolutely under the smoldering.

Zuo Tong’s eyes were secretly shocked. Although he had seen Ning Fan’s powerful, but Jianguang was not weak, he could not judge who won and who lost.

Looking at the 25 cockroaches on Gusu Island again, Zuo Tong’s vest was cold and sweaty. It was just wise to feel that he had not sinned Ning Fan before.

"I don't think this Dong Xuanzi has such a means... Millions of swordsmanship, Dong Xuanjian array, these attacks are superimposed, except for the seven inland seas, who can block... Just watching Mingzun so calm, there will be no means of resistance? ”

His voice just fell, but he saw that Ning Fan received the sword from the sword, one hand and five fingers into the claws, grabbed the island, and the other hand changed into a sword, facing the millions of Jianguang in front of him.

This posture is naturally the famous school of Ning Fan - the sword of the sky!

When he was at the auction, Zuo Tong did not see Ning Fan killing the evil light, but he also heard the rumors. In the late Yuan Ying, Ning Fan relied on this sky to kill the evil light.

This means that the power is powerful, but the power is limited. The reason why Ning Fan immediately kills evil light is because the evil light is too weak and the enemy is underestimated.

Although Ning Fan has broken through the gods today, it is different now, but Zuo Tong does not think that this sword can be a million swordsman.

On the contrary, the technique of humiliating spirit made Zuo Tong feel amazed.

After the soul-sucking, Ning Fan’s mana was completely upgraded to the peak of the gods!

"Ming Zun really is the master of the **** of the gods, but with the sword to stop a million swords, Mingzun wants to suffer..."

Above the sky, under the earth, they are all Jianguang. Looking at the sky Jianguang, Zuo Tong shook his head.

The heart almost determined that Ning Fan could not block the sword of Dong Xuanzi.

All of this, Ning Fan does not know, he just repeatedly thought about the collapse of the sword, more and more Ming Wu.

The five-month Wu Jian of Gusu City, all the way to the experience of Pazhou, all turned into sentiment.

He slowly closed his eyes, but the swordsmanship at his fingertips was even more embarrassing.

His eyes are flickering, as if from the sword, Ming realized the true meaning!

The sword refers to ten fingers. In the past, Ning Fan only thought that the ten fingers were irrelevant. He arbitrarily classified the broken Yue Yi as a blow to Yuan Ying, and the collapse of the sky was a blow to the gods, but this is wrong.

In Fushenghai, Ning Fanming realized that the sword pointed to need to be merged, but at that time, he thought that the integration of the ten-finger swords needed to use ten fingers...

This is wrong!

The ten-finger sword refers to the perfection of mutual integration!

His eyes slammed openly, and his mouth was filled with words. The fingertips suddenly slammed into the sword and turned into a collapsed sword.

"I understand!"

"The sword refers to the true meaning of the ten fingers, which is what it is!"

A collapse of the island river and mountains!

Two collapses in the sky!

Three collapses and empty bones!

The four tombs of the Huangying tomb!

Five collapsed Tianxian Road!

Six collapses yin and yang!

Seven collapses really mystery!

Eight collapses in the world!

Nine collapses and the mind is gone!

Ten collapses return to the Nirvana!

Ten fingers, this should be one, the kind of unity, not two points out the sword, but the two swords of the meaning of the meaning of the fusion!

"Crashing the sword, the first collapse, the second collapse!"

After the collapse of the mountain river, Wan Dao Jianguang suddenly became a shock and turned into a million black swords.

At this moment, the sky collapsed one after another.

At the same time, a million swords, but Ning Fan's million swords, each of them is several times stronger than Dong Xuanzi's sword!

The second collapse of the collapsed sword means that you can kill half a step!

boom!

After a sword storm, Ning Fan did not move, and his body was swaying.

The Dongxuanzi vomited blood and flew down, and the Xianmai was already destroyed. The millions of swords that fused with the strength of millions of people collapsed!

"This is absolutely impossible! Your finger, even the seven inland seas may not be able to pick up! What is this sword!"

Ning Fan’s eyes are a joy, this is the true meaning of the collapse of the sword!

In the past, he never realized the second collapse of one finger, but after he gathered his sword, he did it! (To be continued.)