Grasping Evil

The collapse of the sword refers to a collapse of the island and the river, two collapses of the sky, black and white, three collapses and empty bones. .

The power of the third finger is hardly weaker than that of Yuchen.

The three fingers are connected, the three collapses, and the power is even above the bow!

The third finger has not yet been cultivated successfully, but in the dream of the heart, the gift of the Ning Fanxian Emperor is too much. After the combination of Heaven and Man, Ning Fan is almost an undisciplined Emperor.

By borrowing the power of the people and the vast mana of the sea, Ning Fan almost realized all the essence of the five fingers of the collapsed sword.

With his current realm, the fourth and fifth fingers can't be displayed, but after the demonization, the third finger is barely a problem.

Ning Fan looked up and looked up at the seven-fold yellow sky that was overturned. He took a deep breath.

He saw that the seven heavy yellow days suppressed all the momentum, and he saw the self-confidence that Ying Long Wang dismissed.

If you change any of the old blame, you will be crushed by the seven heavy yellow days, and you will only die. It is no wonder that the Dragon King will be conceited.

Huang Longyu, the king of Ying Long, is very powerful. Taiyue, Morey and other thunder masters can't compete, but he wants to block this blow!

The first point is out, the mountain river below collapses, all the power of collapse condenses at the fingertips of Ning Fan, turned into a Jianguang light, is a deep yellow, refers to the earth and river.

Not waiting for this sword light to shoot out, Ning Fan once again pointed out the second finger, seven heavy yellow days, at this moment a trembling, almost the trend of being collapsed by the second finger, but it was terminated. The void is shattered, and a black shadow that appears quietly in a round is also shattered.

The power of the collapse of the sky and black scorpion turned into the second scorpion sword light. At this moment, the two swords light turned into grayish white, which refers to heaven.

The third finger then came out, and Ning Fan’s eyes were dignified before the hollow. This is the first time that he has used his own cultivation to display this finger.

Under one finger, 100,000 miles of voids shattered, and the darkness of the dark ink, ruined too many strong people, buried too many bones.

This finger, the collapse is the countless dead souls!

One pointed out that the pieces of the void collapsed, and there was a collapse of the dead bones hidden in the void.

The road came from the sneaky ghosts, from the dead bones, with the liberation of exhaustion.

Ning Fan suddenly stunned, this third finger, seems to be the broken bones of the dead, gaining finger power, but in fact has another purpose.

The dead who are buried in the void are trapped by the void and do not enter the cycle after death.

But this finger shattered their bones and broke the empty cage, but they could be sent back to the reincarnation.

The true meaning of this third finger is not killing, but redemption!

Jian Zu hit this finger, perhaps it is a lot of killing in a lifetime, but to the supernatural who survived the void, sent to the reincarnation...

"Sword ancestors..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes, and he suddenly had a respect for the sword-martyr woman who had never met before.

On the road to the card, you must kill, but killing is not necessarily a big enemy of life and death. If you are not dead, then kill you, solve your distress, send you into the reincarnation, and count both grievances and grievances... This is the chest of the sword ancestors.

Ning Fan’s expression gradually calmed down, and there was a vicissitude and mysterious power in his eyes.

That power is reincarnation. Although there is only one trace, it is used in the third finger, but it is more consistent with this meaning.

His heart is suddenly wide open, as if to accommodate the entire cycle.

At his fingertips, the third scorpion sword condenses at the fingertips, dyes all three swords into black, and that black is a void.

His mind recalled four figures.

The bloodthirsty of the devil, the temperament of Taisu, the indifferentness of the sword ancestor, and the smile of the reincarnation of the purple empire.

The fingertips came from the hot Thunder, Ning Fan refining the emperor's phalanx, will make this finger more powerful.

His eyes raised an incredible light, like a fairy. When I was across the seven-fold yellow sky and swept over the body of the dragon, I gave the Dragon King a thrilling feeling.

One pointed out, the three swords light with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, pierce the sky, the winds!

At this moment, Ning Fan, standing under the collapse of the seven heavy yellow sky, does not move, like a living from ancient times to this world... Xiandi!

"What is this? It is so terrible to the king! What, what! This is impossible!"

All the words are in the mouth. In the eyes of Long Wang Long, with an unbelievable expression, covered with bloodshot blood.

At the time of his exclamation, the seven-fold yellow sky that suppressed Ning Fan, with the three swords of Ning Fan point out, actually began to collapse one by one!

laugh! laugh! laugh!

Three dead swords refer to Jianguang, and they have pierced seven heavy yellow days.

The first Jianguang, broke the triple yellow sky.

The second Jianguang, annihilating the sixth heavy yellow sky.

The third Jianguang, after destroying the seventh heavy yellow sky, still has two-thirds of the power, turned into billions of black and black sword silk, and will be surrounded by the dragon dragon.

The body of Huang Long, who should be the king of the dragon, was before the billions of swords, but it was as small as a moth, and his eyes were scared.

That billions of swords are spread out, which is a huge spider web, and Ying Longwang is the dying moth trapped in the cobweb.

He can't believe that his strongest card, Huanglong Qiling, will be broken by Ning Fan's three fingers!

laugh! laugh! laugh!

A smudged black silky sword, breaking the dragon's dragon scale armor, with his golden body in the second body, was actually pierced by hundreds of thousands of wounds, the dragon's blood sprinkled the sky, the blood flowed into the river!

"what!"

Ying Long screamed, the dragon scales like snow flakes, and finally under the attack of the collapsed sword, he was seriously injured!

hiss!

Countless masters, including Morey and Taiyue, are at this moment, sucking in air.

When they saw the King of the Dragon, the Yellow Dragon and the Seventh Heaven, and they all felt that they could not compete.

However, the suppression of the seven-fold Huangtian was broken by Ning Fan with three fingers and three swords. At this moment, Ning Fan, proudly like the emperor, gives people the illusion of worshipping.

"Zhou Mingdao friends this point, the power has reached a rush, even if it is a real rush, not everyone can take this finger! Zhou Mingdao can use this finger, is he already Can't you repair it?"

"Ying Long Wang defeated! Zhou Daoyou defeated Ying Long, when Yu Sheng killed this, so, the twenty-four layers of Reta, will return to the pattern of the dragons, I can no longer succumb to the dragon king name!"

The sound of a screaming voice came from all directions. There were countless masters in the area, there were twenty-four layers of neutral forces, and there were more than twenty-four layers of lower-level masters. Looking at Ning Fan, they all showed deep fear.

No matter where you go, the strong is to be looked up by people. Ning Fan can defeat the Dragon King, no doubt a strong!

Without paying attention to countless fears, Ning Fan spurred the demon body and turned it into a black giant of five thousand feet, wearing a golden armor, and finally evolved the last demon of the devil - the body of the troll!

Zhang mouth swallowed, swallowed seven jade articles from the sky, and took away the Huanglong seven orders.

When the giant step is one step, the golden armor giant approaches the dragon and picks up the giant tail of the dragon. It is like dancing the whip rope and squatting above the earth.

Ying Longwang was seriously injured by the sword, and the breath was still in a stagnant state. He could not resist the giant attack.

Like a helpless snake, it was constantly smashed to the ground, and every hit smashed countless mountains and rivers, and the loud noise of the earth shattered.

In time, the dragon that has not yet recovered its breath, the more turbulent the breath, the sea of ​​desire, the giants are smashed, the injuries are getting heavier, the consciousness is more and more vague, unable to resist, only the anger is unwilling Roar.

"Zhou Ming! You are looking for death! You dare to seriously hurt this king, this king will kill you, will kill you!"

"Noisy!"

The golden armor screamed at the contempt, and the dragon king had been beaten by him. He would let go of Ying Long, and he would kill Ying Long!

In a nearly cruel way, the giant pulled out the dragon's dragon's ribs, peeling off all its dragon scales, breaking its dragon's horn and folding its dragon's wings.

Ying Long pain does not want to be born, skin open flesh, blood flow into the river, this moment, he finally put down his arrogant attitude, he is afraid!

"Zhou Ming! You can't kill the king, the king is the 90th layer of the Retare Lord - the master of the East Dragon King! If you kill me, Donglong Wang will never let you go! Speed ​​the King!"

As if responding to Ying Long’s call for help, an infinitely close to the emptiness of momentum, suddenly came to the twenty-fourth floor!

"Ying Long said it well. If you dare to move the old man, you will die!"

This voice fell, a golden robe old man, suddenly came, the eyes are frosty.

As soon as this person appeared, within twenty-four floors, countless masters exclaimed.

"Donglong Wang! This person is the thunder of the 90th floor of the Reta, he came to the end of Ying Longwang!"

"It is rumored that Donglong Wang has already cultivated to the peak of the realm of too virtual, and it is already a master of half-step sham. If the black tarta limits the death of the dead, no one can break through the broken, then the East Dragon King is already a broken old man. strange!"

"I can't think of him coming back, even if Zhou Ming is going against the sky, it is definitely not the opponent of Donglong Wang..."

At the glimpse of Dong Longwang’s appearance, Taiyue, Morey and others were desperate.

Ying Longwang asked the invincible, and everyone was afraid. It’s easy to crush everyone.

If it is too grotesque, it will be effortless to kill twenty-four layers!

The Donglongwang is not only too eccentric, but also cultivates the realm of the virtual world to the extreme.

Unless it is really broken, who can suppress the East Dragon King!

"Zhou Daoyou! I am waiting for the speed, this Donglong Wang can not be defeated!" Lei eleven and other people exclaimed.

"No! He, don't dare to do it right with me!"

The golden armor gaze smothered, and his hands twitched and tore, and the dragon should be torn into two pieces, and the hands were shaken, and the dragon corpse was shattered into countless flesh and blood fragments.

Ying Long Wang thought that Dong Long Wang came forward, Ning Fan must not dare to hurt himself, his heart is happy.

However, it was not expected that Ning Fan would be bold and dare to kill the East Dragon King. A scream, it was killed by Ning Fan.

"Rage daring!"

Donglong Wang was furious, and he never expected to be a junior in the district, dare to kill him in front of him.

He did not expect that Ning Fan dared to speak out to him, saying that he did not dare to do a pair with Ning Fan a junior!

Shame, ** naked humiliation!

Donglong Wang angered and laughed, stepping out, shaking hands with big hands, Zhou Tianlong gas as a knife like a slap, like to face the suppression of Ning Fan.

At this moment, the pressure of a smashing blow suddenly came out of the body of Ning Fan, making the East Dragon King instantly dead.

"Broken, broken! You are actually smashed! Who are you!"

"Roll! If you let me see you again, you will die!" The Golden Giants threatened coldly.

Donglong Wang rushed away to the dragon, and the first time he panicked in his life, his heart was puzzled.

Why... Why is a small **** in Ningfan District, a shattered blow!

Donglong Wang is conceited, but this conceit is placed in front of the broken, not worth mentioning.

He cultivated to the peak of the realm of emptiness, only one step away from the broken, but this step, he can not take eternal life, and the ruin is always a world of difference!

From the hit of Ning Fan's moon monument, he noticed a threat of mortal death!

"There is a broken card in the body, the old man is an enemy with him, absolutely unwise!"

"This son clearly has such a tyrannical card in his body, but he just drives me away, instead of suppressing me, and most of this will be a huge blow. Or, he has only one blow, he does not want to I am wasting..."

"In any case, this child has such a horrible hole in the body, the old man must not offend this son for the district..."

"I heard that someone saw this child with a strange golden bell, and it was able to break the power of the void. It was for this clock that the old man condescended to the lower bound... This clock, the old man really wants, but if it is for this clock, it will be forced Anxious, showing a shattered blow, that would be worth the loss..."

"But it, it’s wonderful to mess with this!"

Donglong Wang thought a hundred turns, and finally, bite his teeth intricately, and unwillingly took a fist to Ning Fan and left.

He did not dare to compete with Ning Fan!

This scene has stunned countless masters.

The East Dragon King came from the air and was humiliated by Ning Fan. He was killed by Ning Fan in public, but he was reluctant to retreat. Why?

They naturally did not know, Ning Fan quietly released a trace of the suppression of the moon, and scared away the East Dragon King.

Looking at the distant Donglong Wang, the golden armor looked cold and shook his head.

If you use the hitting of the moon, he has a good grasp of the East Dragon King, but there are also a number of grasps will return.

It’s hard to make up the soul of the monument. If you waste it on the East Dragon King, it’s too wasteful.

There is no need to kill the East Dragon King. Ning Fan only scares this person away. He does not shoot. If he shoots, he will be a one-shot killer. Otherwise, he will be the enemy.

This time, the anger is on the twenty-fourth floor. It is already the limit of Ning Fan. If you want to go to a higher level, you will face the enemy of emptiness and imaginary. Ning Fan asks himself, even if he is demonized, he will never be able to compete with it. Level of the old monster.

Swallowing the blood of the Dragon King, Yuan Lei, and taking away Lei Yu, Ning Fan picked up a piece of Wulei bamboo leaves, and thought about it.

Wulei bamboo leaves, he has 24 pieces, the task of delivering red clothes is more than enough.

"It's time to go, the injury of the month, can't be dragged... there is still a little child..."

Dissipating the body of the demonized, Ning Fan suddenly felt a lack of strength, immediately took a few medicinal herbs, restored physical strength and mana.

There is a third-order gold armor of the thunder armor, he is not injured, but the mana physical depletion is quite in the eye, the meta-devil is too heavy on his body.

The third-order gold armor breaks through the fourth-order and needs to devour at least 90,000 yuan. Ning Fan didn't have time to kill a higher level, only temporarily gave up the promotion of the Lejia.

Ning Fan's cold eyes swept away, warning the onlookers who watched the battle, and went to Lei 11 and others.

"Congratulations to Zhou Daoyou, the hand blade should be dragon, this battle, the Tao Youwei is afraid of shocking the hundred layers of Reta."

"Yeah, I can't think of a friend who can kill the dragon, but also the East Dragon King. It seems that the Taoist friend seems to have a very strong card..."

A voice is either congratulations, or inquiry, or inexplicable.

The only thing in common is that every master looks at Ning Fan’s eyes with awe, including Morey and Taiyue.

Only Ray eleven is still a wretched expression, holding his palm and smiling at Ning Fan.

"Zhou Daoyou, are you leaving?"

"Not bad."

"That, that... the friend of the Taoist friend has forgotten things. Think about it carefully. Before leaving, is there something that should be done and not done yet?" Lei eleven eyes seem to remind Ning Fan, Ning Fan promised If he passed him, he would give him all the jade.

"It seems that nothing is forgotten."

Ning Fan pretended to be a stunned color, and when the words came out, Lei eleven eyes stayed as if he had swallowed the flies.

Finished, finished... Isn’t Ning Fan forgetting the previous agreement?

He is scratching his head and wondering how to euphemistically remind him of Ning Fan Lei Yu. Ning Fan has directly handed over a storage bag filled with Lei Yu and smiled away.

"Reassured, I have no habit of breaking the contract."

Ning Fan went to the front of Morey and Taiyue and held a fist to the two.

"Thank you for your help. If you have a chance, you will report it."

"Cough... I didn't help the Taoist friends. It is the Taoist's own strong means to kill Yinglong..." Taiyue and Morey are bitter smiles, and there is no pride in the Lord. In addition to helping to capture two questions, they barely had any strength.

"Zhou has something to deal with, he has to leave, the mountains are tall and long, and there is a chance to meet again!"

Ning Fan's eyes swept over the masters around him, and he held a fist and called out the bully cloak.

As for the odor of the fire scale, it was directly wiped out by Ning Fan with the purple gold smoke. Before he just wanted to erase it, under the reincarnation, what could not be erased?

"He left, there is no such thing as a hegemony of the twenty-four layers. So it seems that he did not expect the old man to be a living person. Just like the uncle, he just came to Heriota to practice?" "Morey showed a sighful expression."

"Maybe he will come back. At that time, he may be stronger. At that time, the deity is willing to fight him again, but by then, the deity is more afraid of his opponent." Tai Yue showed his war, he I look forward to the next arrival of Ning Fan.

Lei eleven took over the storage bag, did not see how many Lei Yu, but only looking at the direction of Ning Fan, and suddenly put away all the wretched colors, eyes serious, voiced.

"The mountains are long and the water is long, and there will be a period!"

By hiding the cloak of the bully, Ning Fan avoided a lot of trouble and left.

There is no battle, and it is very fast to leave.

The trip of Reta, like a dream, accidentally acquired the sacred bones of the emperor, accidentally broke the hidden dangers of the magic, and even condensed the Lejia, Ning Fan repair did not improve, but the combat power increased too much.

Just after the internal view, I saw the black magic that was difficult to erase on the Yuanshen, and Ning Fan’s face was slightly hard to look.

In the absence of thorough refining of the blood of the demon, it is ridiculous, and the side effects are not small.

At this moment, more than half of the gods of Ning Fan have turned into black, and some damage has been received. If it is completely blackened, there will be a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, the Yuanshen root name is strong, not moved by the magic gas, the small hand smashed, and the silk gods were forced out.

I am afraid that if I don’t have a month, I can get rid of all the magical power and make Ning Fan once again demonized.

"This time I return to the inner sea. If it is not necessary, I still don't want to be magical again. The magical demon body is powerful, but the side effects are too big. Unless the blood of the demon is completely refining, there will be some gods after the demonization. Damage."

"I want to thoroughly refine the blood of the magic Luo, I am afraid that it is difficult. After all, this blood is the blood of the Emperor Luo, and the power of 'blood' cannot be directly refining like other natural treasures. Want to swallow this blood, not only to see the troll family, six wings, horns, ghosts and tribes, it is necessary to go up, there may be a way to devour this blood."

Ning Fan put away his mind and, with the help of the transmission array, left the upper level of the cloud and returned to the lower layer of Wulei.

As soon as Fang Yi appeared, a shadow of a cold red dress immediately caught his eye, and there was a long-standing dissatisfaction in the cold.

"I have waited for you, Shiyan, you are finally back, something? Can you take seven bamboo leaves?"

"Fortunately, not to be insulted, a little more than the number of seven."

Ning Fan secretly looked at the red clothes, and the eyebrows sank slightly. With his current strength, facing the red dress, there is still a sense of stagnation.

Although this woman is a glimpse of the illusion, but the danger to Ning Fan, even far above Ying Long Wang, even ... than the East Dragon King!

"Do you dare to explore me?" The red dress is even colder. She once reminded Ning Fan once that she can't explore her again. She can't think of Ning Fan's not so long, and spy on her.

I just heard that the Wulei bamboo leaves obtained by Ning Fan are slightly more than the 7 pieces. The red clothes are pressed down, the mood is slightly better, and the responsibility of Ning Fan is not pursued.

"Looking at the suffocation on your body, it seems to have become a lot stronger. It's hard to be. You are all the way to the tower and killing the Reta? How many layers of hurrets have you killed, and how many thunder leaves have you got?" She asked questions about the export and actually had the answer.

"The process is not worth mentioning, but the result is quite satisfactory. The girl is not as good as guessing. I got a few pieces of Wulei bamboo leaves?" Ning Fan turned the topic and did not show off too much on the killing.

Killing is never a happy thing, just asking for the path of immortality, too tortuous, and many times have to kill. Although he killed the fruit, he did not hesitate to kill, but he did not metamorphose to boast of himself with the number of murderers.

"Do you let me guess?" The red dress looked at Ning Fan with a strange look. Her question, others had only answered the answer. Ning Fan was the first person to ask her and let her guess the answer.

"Is the girl afraid of guessing?"

"Afraid?" The corner of the red mouth evoked a provocative smile, and she never feared anything.

She rarely laughs, but at the moment she smiles, although it is a bit provocative, and because of her natural beauty, it seems to have a charm.

Not only is it not scary, but it is somewhat fascinating.

Ning Fan’s eyes are very small, and he can’t think of indifference like red clothes. It’s nice to laugh.

"With your strength, if you don't have an accident, it's not difficult to kill seven layers. It's quite possible to have ten layers. I guess you killed ten layers and got ten bamboo leaves."

"Slightly more than ten."

"You have reached the eleventh floor?" The red indifference of the red, the first time revealed the color of the accident.

On the eleventh floor, the guardian of bamboo leaves is a questionable master.

Red clothes do not think that Ning Fan this small body can compete with the blame.

"How many layers did you kill?"

Although the red dress is not interested in everything in the world, she has to admit that at this moment she has a sense of inquiry for Ning Fan.

Her lotus moves, approaching Ning Fan, the indifferent scorpion, there is a hint of aggressiveness, she is not ready to continue to guess, she does not have so much patience.

Approaching Ning Fan in front of him, holding a cold but pure face, looking at Ning Fan coldly, without any mood swings.

So close to each other, Ning Fan can even smell a unique fragrance on the red body.

“How about a deal? I got a lot of Wulei bamboo leaves, I can give you fourteen pieces, and the rest, all belong to me, but you need to give me the 100,000-year-old medicine needed to reconcile the bamboo leaves.”

"You also need Wulei bamboo leaves? Jinlei bamboo leaves can save the illusion, and Wulei bamboo leaves... You seem to be using it for the time being?" Red thought.

"The girl is not a smelt, why should we use the Wulei bamboo leaves that are used in the broken?" Ning Fan asked, he also had speculations about the red.

"But, you don't say it, have you been on the 14th floor?" The red dress is very surprised. She doesn't think Ning Fan has the ability to kill 14 layers.

"Fortunately. This transaction, what is the girl's intention?" Ning Fan smiles deeper and deeper, making the red clothes unpredictable.

"I don't need fourteen, twelve bamboo leaves are enough, the rest can be given to you... Now, you can tell, how many bamboo leaves did you get?"

"24 tablets."

"You half-step smelt in your district, you can kill 24 layers..." The red-eyed red **** eyes flashed a trace of surprise, and the expression was perfectly hidden and slightly silent.

She found that she seemed to be a little bit sloppy.

Ning Fan, who has such strength, may really help her to complete that big event.

"Your strength, let me be surprised... Let's go, I will take you to see a few people." The red dress quietly stepped back, and opened the distance with Ning Fan, casually speaking, I don't know what I was thinking.

"See who?" Ning Fan was alert in his heart. Although he had an agreement with the red dress, he had not yet reached the level of trusting the woman.

"The people of Zhou family are on Leizhu Island. They are also in their hands for 100,000 years. You can choose not to go!"

The red clothes drifted away, and Ning Fan blinked and followed immediately.

If you just save the moon, you will get enough Jinlei Bamboo leaves.

However, in order to save the Luo, it is necessary to obtain 100,000 years of spiritual medicine to reconcile the Wulei bamboo leaves.

He has not handed the Wujin bamboo leaves to the red clothes. With this handle in hand, he is not afraid of the Zhou family's treatment of him, and he is not afraid of the red dress.

Ning Fan also saw that for the red dress, the precious 100,000-year-old elixir seems to be worth mentioning.

"The daughter of Lei Huang, the identity is so respected, the horizon is so high... even the 100,000-year-old elixir that must be paid attention to by the broken old monsters can be so dismissive."

"There is a bully cloak, a hit on the moon, and the land of the sea. I can go there. Even if this woman leads me to see the Zhou family, I am not afraid of plotting."

"And from this female motivation, she still seems to want to win over me. Although I have valued my means of arrogance, I have not paid much attention to me. It seems that it is my soaring power, let her be against me. In this world, if you want others to pay attention to you, you still need to change your own. After breaking through the smoldering, it will take too long and too long, but it is far easier to break through the realm of gold, but it is more powerful than blood. My qualification for refining is one hundred times that of ordinary monks. Just make the magic pattern advance and step into the handsome stage. I will be able to break through the realm of the golden body. At that time, even if it is not smelt, there will be no refining. Blame me for being a kid..."

Ning Fan clenched his fists, his eyes were confident, and he was not far from the realm of gold!

(1/5) (to be continued.)