Grasping Evil

The blood is slowly filled, the white hair turns black, and the appearance looks like the beginning. .

After several months of healing, under the treatment of the five stars of the star of the life, Rao was the weight of Ning Fan’s injury and healed completely.

"The technique of the black star is really mysterious. If there is no such technique, I will suffer the injury and the injury of the blood, but it is absolutely difficult to complete the life..."

Ning Fan exhaled a sigh of gas, and moved his muscles and bones to make sure that everything was clear, showing a satisfied smile.

Looking at the golden crystal, Ning Fan no longer hesitated, determined to take this thing.

This crystal is full of time and power, enough to reverse hundreds of times.

The energy is so great that it must not be taken directly orally, and it needs to be reconciled with many elixir.

This kind of reconciliation technique is rarely mentioned in the memory of the ancient times, but in the Dan dynasty that I gave, I mentioned a lot of methods.

Ning Fan takes a storage bag, takes out a jade bowl, grinds the liquid with dozens of elixir, and spins the crystal into the liquid.

The crystal is scattered with pale gold steam, which slowly melts in the liquid.

The liquid was originally dark green, but after the crystal melted, it turned into pure gold.

Starting from the jade bowl, Ning Fan looked like a torch, gently licked a medicinal solution into the abdomen, and immediately put down the jade bowl to refine.

Just drink a mouthful of liquid medicine, immediately, the whole body is like burning, the blood is boiling.

The heat wave in the body is constantly increasing, and the skin is turned up red and purple.

Ning Fan is inevitably a bit stunned. This situation is extremely familiar to him. It is clearly a sign that he has swallowed too much power and mana explosion!

He only drinks a medicinal solution, but this medicinal solution contains at least one mana, which is equivalent to one hundred thunderbolts!

Even if Ning Fan's three forces combined to reach 180,000 A, they were almost blasted by this liquid medicine.

Fortunately, although the critical point is reached, but after all, there is no explosion, that is, how much liquid medicine is refining, and Ning Fan is still measured.

"Refining!"

Ning Fan closed his eyes to refine the chemical liquid and tried to absorb the golden power in the liquid.

He finally realized that he completely underestimated the power of the seventh layer of crystal.

After the Seven Miles, Ning Fan absorbed all the potions and improved the mana by 11400.

He once again took a big mouthful of liquid medicine, refining the seven sputum, and mana increased by 12200.

Third, fourth...

Two months later, Ning Fan refining all the liquids, and the mana increased by 109,400.

Taking golden crystals, there is no weakening of the medicine, nor does it make the mana vain.

After all, this crystal is the most pure force of time, in fact, the drug is comparable.

Looking at the sticky liquid remaining on the jade bowl, Ning Fan did not have the image to clean the bowl, and the mana increased by 500.

Put away the jade bowl, Ning Fan inside is his own body, his eyes are hot.

After taking the crystal, his mana broke from 28320 A to 138220 A!

A piece of crystal helps Ning Fan to increase the mana of 100,000 armor. This thing is really against the sky!

In the void, suddenly there is an infinite silver fire cloud, and the fire robbers roll down.

This is enough to make the catastrophe of the scalp dinosaurs of the genital, directly swallowed into the abdomen by Ning Fan, for the engulfing of the moon.

After the internal view, Ning Fan suddenly frowned.

He found that there was a little more in his own veins.

A trace of ... golden blood line!

The golden bloodline is extremely small. If you don't see it carefully, you will never find this thing in your body.

Try to explore the golden blood line carefully, but the gods have just caged the golden blood line. Immediately, the golden color disappears without a shadow. It seems to melt in the blood, and there is no trace.

"What it is!"

Ning Fan frowned, repeatedly urging mana, but did not feel any more ability, and did not find any side effects of mana stagnation.

This is strange.

This golden blood is clearly seen after the phagocytosis of the crystal, but I don’t know if it is a good thing or a bad thing...

"Is it the imprint of the legacy palace in the crystal!"

Thinking of this possible surname, Ning Fan immediately numb the scalp, he does not like to be chased by a group of immortals.

After repeated confirmation, the golden blood that disappeared in the body is not like any imprint, and he only looks pale and uncertain.

The mana surge is a happy event, but Ning Fan is not happy. If he does not understand what the gold is, he is not at ease.

After thinking about the Ten Commandments, Ning Fan always looked at himself and waited for the golden blood to appear again.

Tenth, among the Ning Fan Xianmai, a trace of gold blood is formed again.

This time, Ning Fan did not give the golden blood to dissipate the opportunity, directly to the gods to roll one, forced out of the fingertips.

Perceived the fingertips of a trace of gold, Ning Fan thoughtful, but the face gradually eased.

"The original golden blood is a kind of time and power that melts into the blood. Let's call it the 'blood of the light'. This blood should be harmless to me, only good. With this blood, I can use a little time... ”

Ning Fan lightly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his eyes to the point, the fingertips entwined with a trace of purple and gold.

He looked at the wind and smoke, silent, and he did not understand why the smoke was Zijin, but now he understands.

The purple has not changed, but the gold has deepened.

Purple, is the path of the emperor, golden, is the power of time!

This technique is the result of Ning Fan’s own sentiment, imitating reincarnation.

Now he understands that he is trying to imitate the power of reincarnation from the perspective of time. The power of weathering everything depends on the golden time.

One inch of time, one inch of gold...

The blood of the time is taken back from the body, and Ning Fan’s heart is certain. This blood of the time helps to enhance the power of the wind and smoke, but it is a blessing.

A crystal lifts 100,000 mana, and it can also generate a trace of time. For a time, Ning Fan really had the impulse to steal the other six crystals.

He finally understood why the imperial red empire would steal the crystal, fearing that the red cloud is not the mana in the crystal, but the power of the time.

Crystal is good, but it must be enjoyed.

Not to mention that Ning Fan can't steal the remaining six crystals, even if it can be stolen, it is absolutely unwise.

The seventh floor of the tower is destroyed by the loss of crystal, but it is rare to ruin the tower, who knows that the crystal is lost.

If even the first six layers of the tower are destroyed, I am afraid that immediately, Ning Fan will steal the crystal.

This is obviously unwise.

Put away all the thoughts, Ning Fan calmly, trying to adjust the state to the peak.

The shortcomings of mana have been filled, and the three forces of God, demon, and magic have all broken through the middle of the gods.

Next, Ning Fan will try to make the three forces merge, just like the fusion of three kinds of gods.

The artistic conception of rain, mountain and helplessness was merged into a painting by Ning Fan. The artistic conception is a recollection of Qimei, a determination to freeze all past events in reincarnation.

With the initial integration of artistic conception, the integration of the three forces will not be too difficult.

Ning Fan’s goal is to break through the limits of race and erase all traces of God, demon, and devil.

From now on, he is not a protoss, nor a demon, not a demon...

He is just Ning Fan!

After the three squats, Ning Fan looked at the light and shivered, "Coag!"

In this word, everything in the middle of the sky began to fall black snow, Ning Fan was surrounded by purple light, like a purple coat, behind a plum tree, blood red plum, dark trunk.

This deputy drawing uses three kinds of gods. The three kinds of gods are very different. The surnames are the opposite, but they are the only ones that are integrated. They are a kind of obsession and memory in Ning Fan's heart.

He never clings to his own race, he only insists on the ability to own a family.

God is good, demon is OK, magic is worth it... No matter which road, he is Ning Fan after all.

"melt!"

Three forces began to merge, this kind of innovation since the chaos, no one can do it, I can't think of this in the future, there will be another Ning Fan, Sanli fellow initiates!

The magical power is combined with the demon power, and the demon power and the magic power overlap.

Ning Fan's body, a sigh of magic, a sigh of God's surname, a sigh of sorrow.

Three distinct temperament, in the end, disappeared without a trace.

After a month, Ning Fan opened his eyes, there is no mercy of the Protoss in the eyes, no bloodthirsty of the Mozu, no demon of the Yaozu.

Yes, just as usual, easy-going expression.

"I am who I am!"

He suddenly stood up, and after the integration of the three forces, it was still dominated by mana.

But this mana, but it reached 293130 A, has broken through the late stage of the gods, even from the peak, only a line!

He only needs to change his mind. The mana of nearly 300,000 can be turned into magic and demon.

He walked the road, not the road of the demon, but a very different road. This road, before the ancient times, was once passed by. After the ancient death, the ancient emperor died, no one passed. .

This is the way of the ancient cultivation!

Above the sky, the fire cloud appeared again. This time, the fire cloud has not yet condensed, and it was smashed by Ning Fan and swallowed all the silver fires.

This time, the catastrophe is enough to cause serious injuries to the late stage of the gods, but the strength of Ning Fan will care about this level of damage.

"Only one line, you can break through again. It's better to make a breakthrough... Break through the peaks!"

Ning Fan took a storage bag and held it in his hand.

Wei Xuan gave the fruit, a total of five, one broken and one heavy, four smelting peaks.

This fruit, taken in the mid-term repair of Ning Fanhua, will only explode, taking the later repairs of the gods, and barely absorb one-third of the potency of the fruit.

A refining imaginary peak fruit, at least contains 50,000 A mana, with Ning Fan now repaired, taking this level of fruit is too wasteful, at least to take the time to break through the smoldering, is the best.

However, the matter is urgent, and in order to break through the realm again, it is not a waste.

With dozens of elixir to reconcile the power of the fruit, Ning Fan swallowed the fruit, mana surged nearly 20,000 A.

When the mana reached 312,500 A, Ning Fan broke through the calm in one breath, and the whole body raised the tyrannical momentum of the peak of the gods, and the stars under his feet trembled.

Break through, turn the peak of the gods!

Above the void, once again formed a silver fire robbery.

This time the fire robbery, the power is comparable to the half-step smoldering lore, not to be underestimated.

This time, the fire robbery is enough to make the master of the hole level burn out!

Ning Fan did not take advantage of the 曰月碑 to take advantage of the robbery.

The whole body is entwined with black and fire, and the five fingers are caught. The soul of the stars is taken into the hands and swallowed.

After the operation of the Soul Cry, Ning Fan's momentum was completely upgraded to half a step.

If he said that he was a leap-level murderer, now he is completely in the same level as the seven inland seas, and the improvement of his strength is absolutely no small feat.

"Three 昧 昧!"

Ning Fan took a shot and took a thousand feet of fire to the sky and patted the fire cloud.

The so-called sky robbery cloud, by this palm shot, directly eliminated one-tenth.

Without any magic weapon to block robbery, Ning Fan’s eyes are full of fearless colors, and the whole body is in the palm of his hand.

He recalled the strength of Yan Zhong, recalling the ruin of the South Prison, and his mind became more and more...

In the palm of my hand, there was only one palm print, but with the infusion of Ning Fan's mana, the second palm print appeared immediately, and the two palms were one.

"broken!"

This palm print has been hugely two thousand feet.

At the moment of the robbery of the cloud, the remaining robbery cloud immediately collapsed like a catastrophe.

This palm runs out of the strength of Ning Fan, this palm, the non-refined monk can not be shot.

The facts show that Ning Fan’s use of Sanchao’s fire has smashed several streets of Yan Zhan.

With the qualifications of the sages, it is absolutely impossible to condense the second layer of palm print.

“It’s not a magical spell.”

Ning Fan opened his mouth and sucked it into the abdomen, sitting cross-legged and recovering mana.

It’s been a long time since I left Danta. Instead of doing it again, it’s better to stabilize the realm of the peak of the gods.

The ancestral tower ** spent 126 years, Ning Fan's bone age, is close to 500 years old.

500 years old, ** to the peak of the gods, Ning Fan did not dare to say that the qualifications are unparalleled, but absolutely enough to be proud.

It was only at this step that Ning Fan became more aware of the difficulty of breaking through the smelting of the sacredness... It was repaired to the peak of the **** of the gods, and the fruit of the early days of serving the gods was almost halved.

From the peak of the gods to the half-step smelting, the mana of these 200,000 scorpions is afraid that it will be difficult to upgrade.

One year, it is only very short for the monks.

But in the course of the year, Lu Qing did one thing, a thing that made him regret.

He realized that Bei Xiaoman and Ning Fan were somewhat unclear, so he made a good idea and returned to the past.

I never thought that the news was passed back, and it was so troublesome for the young lady.

Within the South Tower, Lu Qing looked at the unruly people in the hall, and only blamed himself.

"Lu Qing! Are you let them come?" Bei Xiaoman is very cold, she does not like the feeling of being betrayed.

"Four Miss, is not considered under the circumstance. If you know this, you will never dare to do this... Subordinate, repent!" Lu Qing is full of face, he will return the relationship between Bei Xiaoman and Ning Fan. Just don't want the lady to get deeper and deeper.

But never thought, it will cause more trouble...

"What is the use of regrets! Drive them away!" Bei Xiao Man powder fist clenched, if you do not know Lu Qing is a good intention, she will never let Lu Qing.

The beautiful eyes swept through the main hall. This pedestrian has a total of 49 people, all of whom are gods.

For the first time, is a black youth, whose name... Ximen Night!

This is the most disgusting person seen by Bei Xiaoman. The kind of disgusting is a disgust from the heart. It is totally different from the hate of Ning Fan.

"Ximen night, I won't go with you!" Bei Xiao is cold and cold.

"Oh, you are my unmarried wife, I will take you away, can you tell me something? North Xiaoman, I tell you, with your surname, plus inferior qualifications, I will never see Ximen Night. I am yours. The marriage contract between the two of me is only an alliance condition between the Ximen family and the legacy palace. And I am now divided into the lower bounds, and it is the consent of the elders who have been recruited. You should understand that if the elders agree, even if **Pro, can't protect you!"

The young man in black clothes is very cold. He doesn't care about Bei Xiaoman, but he heard that his fiancee is mingling with other men in the lower bounds. This green hat makes him feel like a killer, and he can't wait to kill Bei Xiaoman immediately.

"If you walk with me, I will not punish you. If you do not, I will interrupt your hands and feet and bring you back to Beitian, you, choose yourself!"

"Bold!"

Lu Qing and Shi Bing are furious, even though this is the marriage contract set by the great elders for Bei Xiaoman, even though this marriage is about the great things of the palace, even though the strength of the Ximen family is strong... he and the two will not be accepted by the lady. insult!

The two stepped out in one step, and the momentum of the gods swept through, and the faintness was more powerful.

In particular, the momentum of the stone soldiers was promoted to the middle of the gods by Ning Fan, extremely tyrannical.

Of the 49 people in the Ximen family, 30 were in the early days of the gods. They were rushed by the stone and the land, and immediately had some breath disorder.

The eyes are dark and strange, but it is not a strange Lu Qing, but a strange stone soldier.

It’s not that the guardian of Bei Xiao Man’s 傀儡 is an early stage of the gods, how can it be mid-term!

The other 19 people, but no one changed color, 9 mid-term, 5 late, 3 peaks, 2 half-step smoldering.

That black youth Ximen night is a half-step smoldering, and this half-step smelting body is actually only his soul!

This person, not Zichuan, Lin Suzhi... This person's qualifications, the crown of the North, for this generation Qingjunzhong, Beitian four sons.

Self-title...Western Emperor!

The stone and the land of the two people collided with each other. The west gate did not change color at night, and the black dragonfly flashed a bit of disdain.

"Bei Xiao Man, you are killing me with a small amount of patience. I heard that you are in love with the lower bounds, is a mid-time monk, the combat power is comparable to half-step simplification... is it called Zhou Ming, if you don't follow I am going, I will... kill him!"

"Who is in love last week is stinking! Wait, you can't kill him!"

Bei Xiaoman was panicked, and she knew how cold and horrible Ximen night was.

"Sure enough, you care about him..."

Ximen night is colder, this green hat he is wearing.

His eyes sweeping Lu Qing and Shi Bing, it is like watching a clown.

One look, but with the darkness of the night as the magic of the night, like a emptiness of the eyes pierced, the next moment, Lu Shi two people were hit hard, are vomiting blood, but actually was a night of Ximen night... seriously injured!

A gaze, seriously injured Shi Bing, what is the person's deity?

North small suddenly raised a sense of powerlessness.

"You... broken..."

Yes, this Ximen night deity has already broken through.

Although his soul is only half-step defensive, but it is also a small one, even if it is the beginning of the smoldering can be a battle.

"Hey! Do you think that I am the night of Simon, will be like you, only the gods repair it! Four ladies in the North, and only your older sister, the second sister can make me a little bit, other women, not worth one mention!"

Ximen’s night words were cold, stepping out in one step, and grabbing the big hand, they went to the north.

Bei Xiaoman tried to avoid it, but was swept by a night in Ximen, a sweet throat and bloodshot.

The eyes are full of resentment.

Not everyone can bully her, no!

"Miss!"

Shi Bing and Lu Qing are shocked, especially Lu Qing, the most regrettable.

If he knew that the lady would be so humiliated, he would never return to Beitian.

Ms. Bei Tiansi, who was dear, was bullied by the Ximen family and was still the elder. What the elders are thinking!

Was it taken back to the Ximen family, was it ruined?

boom!

When this arrest is about to blast on Bei Xiaoman, a ghostlike white shadow suddenly emerges in the hall, grabbing the waist of Bei Xiaoman, and flashing through Ximen night. Show aside.

"Who are you!" Simon looked at the white youth who suddenly appeared, and looked cold. If he did not misread, the speed of the white youth has reached the level of the initial stage of refining.

"I am... her ding furnace... Zhou Ming."

Ning Fan is cold and indifferent, but there is a blood mark on his face. Even if his idling speed is comparable to that of smoldering, he is still scratched by Ximen Night.

This person, the strength of tyranny... is different from all the arrogances I have seen before!

(2/6) (to be continued.)