Grasping Evil

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A ray of light did not enter the blood pool, but was swept away by water waves. Love

Ning Fan is wearing a fiery dragon scale with the words '17' on it.

Each monk who enters the pool will be handed over to a dragon scale by the old man. The dragon scales of different serial numbers will transfer the monks to different areas after entering the pool.

When the light is transmitted, Ning Fan has a body shape and is in the waterless zone at the bottom of the blood pool.

There are hundreds of thousands of feet of deep pool water hanging on the top of the head, and the foot is stepping on the wet red clay. The whole body is a **** swamp.

Under the blood pool, there is no hole in the sky, divided into three layers.

The first layer is the blood fog swamp. There are a lot of evil blood demons in this place, and there are often Jindan and above, and only the blood of the gods can be obtained.

The second layer, even the crickets have a **** demon. The monks of the gods entered into them, and the extremes of sinisterness, even if they were ordinary simplifications, were easily and unwilling to enter. Only the broken emptiness would enter gracefully.

On the third floor, the rumor was once the retreat of the former generation of Emperor Yuhuang. For tens of thousands of years, there have been several generations of Yuhuang practicing here. However, it seems that starting from the generation of the Red King, it was closed for any reason and could not be entered. As for why it is impossible to enter, even the Temple of Heaven does not know.

All of the above are the information that Ning Fan has explored from the sacred mouth of the Heavenly Temple.

Even he paid a little price, and exchanged a simple map of jade from these old men, recording the general landscape of the twenty-four swamps on the first floor.

God read the jade slip, remember the map in the heart, Ning Fan silently, the gods are like the wind blowing, sweeping the area of ​​100,000 miles.

This place is very rich in blood, and it has a very erosive effect on the monks. Whenever the gods enter the place, only the dragon scales given by the old man can be used to restrain the blood. It is absolutely not dare to spread the gods too far.

Ning Fan did not take care of this aspect. He killed his life in a lifetime, and he was so afraid of the blood.

After a long time, Ning Fan took back the thoughts of God, and there were no other monks except him in the 100,000-mile period.

In addition, in the heart of the seventeenth swamp, there is a blood lake, which is the road leading to the second floor.

Ning Fan shook his head. He did not go to the second floor and challenged the ambition of refining the **** demon.

His strength, but barely can be a battle with the initial stage of refining, at most self-protection is not dead, want to kill the initial stage of refining, is a daydream.

Even if you are pregnant with three sorrows, but who can guarantee that after entering the second floor, will not be besieged by three or more refining?

At that time, Ning Fan cannot guarantee safety.

His goal is to collect 50 pots of dragon blood, that is, kill 500 heads of blood demon.

In the twenty-four swamps on the first floor, there are definitely enough blood demons for Ningfan to kill, but there is no need to take more risks.

Roar--

Within the swamp, there is a tree of **** Joe everywhere, and the center of the jungle suddenly emits nearly a thousand dragons.

The buzzing moment, nearly a thousand **** monsters rotten all over the body, turned into a dawn, and rushed out of the jungle.

These blood demons, not too deep and ingenious, are the existence of monsters and corpses, mostly in the form of half-human and half-dragon. Once a stranger is found, they will launch an offensive.

Thousands of blood demon, mostly Jin Dan Xiu, eleven heads of infants, the beginning of a god.

For the ordinary god, besieged by these beasts, most of them will be quite dangerous.

For Ning Fan, the area of ​​a thousand blood demon, is not worth mentioning, even if it has an early stage of the god!

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Ning Fan's gaze is suddenly rising, the sword is madly opened, and the ink is swept across the square.

Was swept by the sword, one by one blood demon is instinct to show fear, not too late to scream, has been smashed into a broken meat by the sword, bloody.

With Ning Fan’s strong swords now, the blood demon under the gods is almost instantaneous killing.

And the blood demon in the early days of the gods, too late to respond, has been swept by the sword, the two demon arms were cut off, and a scream, and turned around and fled.

It is a pity that in the early days of the district, I could escape the palm of Ning Fan.

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A starlight sword shadow shot from Ning Fan's eyebrows, and a thorn in the air, will be the blood of the demon. Feng Feng Ling Bao

In the early days of the district, the gods can resist, screaming and screaming.

In the place where he died, eleven drops of dark red blood floated up, and Ning Fan took it into his hands and sealed it into a jade pot.

"Eleven drops...Vulgarization of the blood of the demon is full of ten drops of dragon blood. The reason why this blood demon is eleven drops, is afraid that it is closely related to its mid-breaking middle of the god. Does this mean that the repair is more The high blood demon, the more dragon blood that can be pulled out?"

Ning Fan slightly whispered to himself, and the wing of the support was opened, and the wings were suddenly shaken.

In the seventeenth swamp, it was not from the parties that the beasts and screams came.

After half a day, Ning Fan swept the seventeenth swamp, killing 31 demon gods, the strongest of which was the peak of the three gods.

Outside of the deepest jungle, Ning Fan took hold of the light and his eyes were slightly condensed.

Among the seventeenth swamps, the blood demon of the gods was almost emptied by him alone, but only the place was left with a scent of the gods.

Within the jungle, there are nearly ten concealed and sturdy atmospheres, all of which reach the level of the gods.

Among them, the most powerful one has been repaired.

When I noticed the arrival of Ning Fan, there were 100,000 blood demons rushing out, and weird attack.

100,000 Jin Dan, 500 yuan baby, 11 heads of God.

Among them, the blood demon with half a step of smelting, has a rotted body of four thousand feet, and is extremely powerful. It seems to be the king of the blood demon.

"Wang beast?"

Ning Fan’s eyes were clear, and he could not think of this inferior blood demon.

If the vulgar God slams into the army of the king beast, he is afraid that it will be torn into pieces.

Roar!

Under the glimpse of the king beast, countless animal shadows vacated and blamed.

After all, it’s just a blood demon. The mind is too low. Although there are many numbers, there will be no connection. For Ning Fan, who has a sword, there are no more low-level enemies. As long as they can't get together, they can't combine power together.

"Destroy!"

The sword was swept, and under the sweep, there were tens of thousands of Jin Dan’s deaths.

After the two sweeps, Jin Dan died.

After three sweeps, the five hundred yuan baby did not have a mouthful.

Eleven **** demon, there are also four early blood demons were not hurt by the sword.

Roar!

The king's beast seems to be extremely angry, leading many gods, and besieged by Ning Fan.

Eleven beasts of more than a thousand feet, rushing to the mountains and rivers, the momentum is shocking.

Ning Fan has a single hand, and he has separated 11 swords from the sword and swept to the eleven giant beasts.

Feifeng Lingbao's Feijian sword shadow, the power is so good, almost in the moment of being hit by the sword, there will be four beasts in the early days of the evil spirits.

The other beasts are also wounded to varying degrees. Only the two peaks of the gods and the half-step smoldering king beasts, the claws are broken and the swords are not injured, but the beasts are even more furious.

Roar!

The remaining seven blood demons, all of them sounded bloody, **** sound waves with a hint of dragon power, actually shocked Ningfan eardrum slightly pain, chest blood almost burst.

If the **** is vulgarized, I am afraid that it will be directly destroyed by this sound wave.

"broken!"

Ning Fan stalked his sleeves and raised a star-like sand.

The wind and sand swept away, and countless sound waves were wiped out.

This blood Chensha not only breaks all kinds of magic weapons, but also has a lot of magical effects for many spells.

After breaking the seven blood monsters, Ning Fan did not give them the opportunity to fight for them, step by step, and turned into an ink shadow.

In the next moment, a head of blood demon suddenly fell into the shadow of the ink shadow, a broken one, a **** demon will be hanged in the ink shadow, dead without a whole body.

The king beast was finally feared, and it seemed like Ning Fan’s swearing to kill the gods, who had never seen it for many years.

"Hey animals, want to go!"

Even the six-headed blood demon, Ning Fan incarnation, black hair dance, black hunting.

Step out, lock the king's breath, the next moment, a broken one!

boom!

r> The ink flow is divided into a condensed power, and the king of the half-step smelt is smashed and smashed.

In the **** sea of ​​rotten corpse, Ning Fan did not disperse the incarnation, and immediately rolled a roll of sleeves and harvested 150 drops of dragon blood.

In this way, the seventeenth swamp was smashed by Ning Fan, killing 42 demon gods, and getting 540 drops of dragon blood, which has been filled with five jade pots.

"Next, go to the eighteenth swamp..."

Ning Fan black hair black, indifferent and ruthless, step by step, floating without a shadow, went straight to the 18th swamp.

After half a day, the 18th Marsh was flat.

On the third day, Ning Fan destroyed the king beast of the twenty-fourth swamp.

Twenty-four swamps are arranged in a circular shape. Ning Fan has entered the first swamp since the 24th swamp and continues to kill.

On the sixth day, he had already killed the thirteenth swamp, and more than 800 slashing gods.

In just ten days, he turned into an avatar, and the demon wings opened, collecting 80 pots of dragon blood.

80 pot dragon blood, if all wine, after ten years of wine, it is the mana of 400,000 A!

Once the wine is made, Ning Fan breaks through the smoldering, it is absolutely easy to get into the water!

In the thirteenth swamp, Ning Fan did not launch a large-scale killing, because within this swamp, he found many traces of monk battles.

Look at the situation, there are more than one monk in the swamp here, and it is highly probable that all the priests of the sacred temple will be transferred to this place.

After all, the Heavenly Temple is a subordinate of Chu Lao. There are still many early and middle-aged deities, and it is extremely dangerous to act alone.

Therefore, Chu Lao gave the dragon in the same area to the old temple, and the one who gave Ning Fan was alone.

Roar--

The roar of the king beast came from afar, accompanied by the screams of the monks.

Ning Fan’s gaze is a glimpse of the king’s army of the swamp here.

Slightly think about it, Chu Chang'an is not thin, and the gods of the Heavenly Temple are mostly talking about Shenghuan, especially Yu Bai, but they can barely count as friends.

In this way, it is impossible to see death.

Hey!

Ning Fan stunned the demon wing and turned it into a purple smoke that floated 100,000 miles away.

Outside the blood dragon pool, a one-armed white-shirted middle-aged man was on the ground for ten days. He kept his eyes closed and said nothing.

Beside him, a red-haired Chu Changan was stunned and more stunned.

In his hand, holding a silver jade card, on the jade card, there are twenty-four dragon scales embedded, of which only the thirteenth, fourteenth, fifteen, sixteen dragon scales are still shining. The other twenty dragon scales are all light and bleak.

A dragon scale represents the life of a king beast!

Twenty dragon scales are dim, representing the death of twenty king beasts!

Chu Chang’an complained that the king beast was different from other blood demons. It was prepared to raise the **** demon, and even died so much...

And Chu Changan knew with his eyes closed, who killed these king beasts.

The first dead king beast is the 17th, which is where Ning Fan is.

"On the 10th day, this kid killed the old man's twenty-headed king beast... This kid is not a smelt, the old-fashioned king beast blood demon, even if it is half-step simplification, it is not easy to win... Ten days to kill two Ten king beasts, even the king beasts are dead, and it is impossible to say that this kid has slashed the 20 swamps in the first layer... The speed of killing is not necessarily comparable to the monks who practiced the meditation!"

Chu Changan sighed again and again, he did not expect Ning Fan to be so fierce.

So much, he forgot to remind Ning Fan, the king beast not to kill.

Because Chu Changan did not think about it, Ning Fan has the strength to kill the king beast.

"Ming Zun, Zhou Ming... This kid is really a enchanting! So it seems that he only used ten days to collect 50 pots of dragon blood, big prince, you gambled to win..."

Chu Changan sighs more and more heavy, the blood demon killed by Ning Fan, afraid that it will take many years to replenish.

That is to say, in the next few decades or even hundreds of years, the first layer of the region will be rare and the beast will be born, and the veterans will come here to collect blood, fearing that it will be in vain.

To put it bluntly, the most difficult thing to cultivate is the twenty kings...

r> Yun Tian decided to listen quietly to Chu Chang’an’s full grievances, and his brows were slightly undetectable, and his face was slightly slower.

It seems that it is ultimately worrying about the safety of Ning Fan.

Worried... It’s ridiculous that he will have a day when he is worried about the safety of outsiders.

"Impossible! This, this is..."

After a fragrant incense, Chu Changan suddenly exclaimed.

On the jade card, the dragon scales representing the 13th king beast, the light dimmed.

But this is not the most shocking thing. What really shocked him is another golden jade card. The three dragon scales are dim.

The silver jade card is embedded with only twenty-four dragon scales, representing the twenty-four king beasts.

The golden jade card is embedded with one hundred and eight dragon scales, which represents the second layer of the dragon pool...

"That week, Zhou Ming actually entered the second layer! It is more killing... the beginning of the three heads!"

Chu Chang’an’s heart is stunned, and it’s impossible to turn the sacredness into the sacredness, let alone the three men.

He is very curious, how does Ning Fan do it, at least Chu Changan asks himself, when he is at the peak of the gods, he can never destroy three people.

Even if he breaks through the smoldering, he can't destroy the three-level smelting.

For the first time, Chu Chang’an discovered that he had completely neglected Ning Fan.

This child can kill Yan Zun, not just relying on not extinguishing the body, not accidental!

(2/6) (to be continued.)