Grasping Evil

A brilliance flashed, Ning Fan and Su Yan emerged in the Yuanyao world.

Ning Fan tried to calm the body of the magic, Su Yan looked at a drug shop in front of him, a green, slightly dare and strange.

"Pharmaceutical shop? Green 棺? Who is sleeping in this squat?"

She wants to ask, but Ning Fan has no answer at all, and directly pulls her to the dark golden pagoda in the distance.

"I will take you into the world, just to avoid a moment, you are not allowed to disturb her to sleep." Ning Fan's tone is dull, but can not be rejected.

"Oh." Su Yan promised a sentence, more curious about the person who was sleeping in the shackles, but no longer asked.

Referring to the Qing dynasty, Ning Fan has a serious expression and no more laughter.

Su Yan has a woman's sixth sense. It is a woman who can guess from Ning Fan's expression and sleep in the middle, and that woman is very important to Ning Fan.

"He cares so much, is that his woman?" Su Yan did not notice that when she raised this idea in her heart, her expression was slightly envious of the sleeping silence.

The two directly broke into the dark gold pagoda. At the moment of entering the tower, Ning Fan blocked the tower door and prevented Su Yan from running around in the Yuanyao area, causing unnecessary trouble.

"This dark golden pagoda is a magic weapon for time cultivation. You can go up to the fourth floor and heal and practice at a flow rate of one-sixteenth. Above the fifth floor, without my permission, you can't go up, and Even if you go up, you can't enjoy the effect of cultivation at any time. I have to go up to the fourth floor to solve the physical troubles. After solving the physical trouble, I will take you out of this world, you are waiting for me."

Ning Fan said, leaving Su Yan with some medicinal herbs and boarding the fifth floor alone.

"Time magic cultivation magic? I heard that some time ago, Lanling Wang and the ghosts of the clash, the ghosts of the slate, the konjac was captured, countless Xianyu, the elixir lost, Lanling Wang's time cultivation pagoda is also lost, is it? ...is this one!"

Su Yan was amazed, and guessed in his heart. Is it true that Lanling Wang and Ghosts are not dead?

She has too many incomprehensible questions to ask Ning Fan. Ning Fan has too many mysteries. The closer he is to him, the less he understands his true thoughts.

The heart is complicated, she now knows that Ning Fan is so secret, and it is difficult to draw a line with Ning Fan.

According to the habit of the magic, the secret that is known, or the memory of your soul, killing you, or planting your forbidden, sealing your mouth...

"I don't know how he will dispose of me. With his strength and means, he can escape from the fifteen smoldering hands. I am definitely not his opponent... and he has the help of me, even if it is right. I planted a ban and made me a slave. It was also reasonable... He kept saying, "I am his konjac, he is my master. So, he has already regarded me as a person..."

"Just the head of my family, really want to be a konjac for me... my face, can't put it down..."

Su Yan's mind is more complicated, she does not like to squat, but Ning Fan seems to be an exception.

There have been too many things in this day, which made her feel restless.

When she thought of Ning Fan’s vision of being amazed and her body condition was extremely unstable, she was a little worried about Ning Fan.

"No matter whether the rebellion is settled or not, whether or not the enemy can report it, the horns can no longer let me be willing to give everything."

"When I gave everything to the horned horns, the tribes betrayed me. When I was dying, he saved me... If he could safely pass this rob, I will lose face and be his devil. Oh, what's the matter? I hope he has nothing to do."

...

Dark Gold Pagoda, the seventh floor, the time flow rate of one-eighth of the external time.

Ning Fan's magic lines are on the verge of advancement. As the fourth magical refinery merges into the body, the magic lines begin to change qualitatively.

A vast momentum is looming in the body of Ning Fan.

The blood of the demon is boiling in the dantian.

"I want to break through the realm of gold!" Ning Fan reveals a decisive color in his eyes. It is a momentum that never goes forward. Once decided, never look back!

At the same time, the strongest interface of the nine worlds - in the devil world, a grand event is being held in the ghost hall.

One king in the rain, three emperors in the sword world, and nine emperors in the devil world. Among the devil world, there are nine great emperors, and there are also nine great devils, similar to the rain temple, but the strength of each temple is not comparable to the rain temple.

The Ghost Hall is one of the temples, and the Ghost Emperor is one of the Devils.

In the ghost country where the ghost hall is located, a grand event is being held. All the Tianjiao Junjies in the devil world are trying to awaken the ancient demon blood in the ghost country.

The organizer is the ghost king, but the other eight emperors are coming to the ghost hall to attend the ceremony, including the Nie.

In addition to the nine devils, countless forces in the devil world have also sent people to try to recruit Junjie magic repair.

The significance of this event is to find the magic repair of the blood level above the residual blood level.

The ancient demon cultivation system has long since declined. Unlike the Yaozu, there is no strict ethnic group retention, and the blood is the most difficult to survive.

However, in the long river of the times, there are occasional sporadic figures, unexpectedly awakening the ancient demon blood, even the real blood.

The ancient demon blood is the same as the demon blood, divided into five levels, for the **** devil, the **** mysterious, the real blood, the king, the blood, the king, the ancestors.

Strictly speaking, all the magical exercises of the magical method can be listed as the level of the demons, all of which are blood.

Some Tianjiao magic repairs, once awakened to the blood of the **** level above this event, can be recruited by the major forces.

If someone wakes up the blood of the real blood, they can be accepted as a disciple by the nine great emperors, and they will be taught for life.

Because the Nine Emperors and other nine emperors are true blood-level magic repairs!

The Nie Emperor's blood is the highest in qualification, and it is the lower bound of the blood that is closest to the king's blood. All of them are therefore favored by many upper bounds.

Above the Yaozu, true blood may not be rare, but among the demons who lose the 'blood', every holder of the blood and blood will be the character of the future.

Among the lower bounds of the demon world, there is almost one **** magic repair in one million magic repairs.

And one million of the **** demons will be trained to enter the real blood.

In the upper bounds of the devil world - the nine ancient devils, the real blood magic repair is also the existence of a rare phoenix, and the king blood magic repair, if after tens of thousands of years of hard work, will definitely become the famous four-day shocking devil !

For the lower bounds of the devil, the king's blood is a distant dream.

For the nine devils, it is a blessing to be able to recruit true blood-class disciples, and it is worth doing their best to cultivate.

It is also a beautiful thing to be able to recruit the **** level of the remnant, which can provide fresh blood for the emperors.

"Oh, 'Blood Code' has been held for a hundred years. I don't know this blood code. There are several real bloodsucking repairs. It really makes the Emperor look forward to it." A ghostly singer's demon emperor laughs, he is blood. The organizer of the code - the ghost king.

"There are a few? Ghost Emperor really loves to laugh, I am not in the Devil's Circle, I don't have such a deep foundation. It is extremely rare to have a true blood monk in a hundred years." Another **** man The devil did not think that he was shaking his head. He was one of the nine emperors... blood emperor.

"..." Nie Huang always closed his eyes, and the injury of that year has already recovered, and he took advantage of Nirvana's magical veins.

He is not the strongest of the nine emperors, but the most qualified person.

He has his own pride. In the past, Qi Meicheng rebelled against his little boy, and he had already been left behind by him, and he was not worth mentioning.

The only thing that made him remember is that the scabbard that the boy held is only an ancient sword, and he can actually hurt him. The sword has a huge reputation. After the investigation by the Emperor, it is the sword ancestor. Keep the sword.

What a screaming figure is the sword ancestors, leaving behind an ancient sword, the power is equivalent to a strike. Falling in the hands of Ning Fan, played the power of against the sky.

The Neihuang is hard to imagine. Ning Fan is a young boy, why is there such a precious sword guard?

That sword, who gave Ning Fan? It will not be given by the old devil, the old magic storage bag was lost in the upper bound, and did not bring any treasure from the upper bound.

Is it given by the sword world? But this sword is even the three kings of the sword world, it must be regarded as the treasure, it is impossible to give people.

This problem has plagued the Neptune for countless years. The reason why he did not kill the old devil, Ning Fan on the spot, is not only subject to the orders of the White Devils, but also the elves are not dead, but in fact there are taboos against the mastermind behind the scabbard.

The Emperor’s dream can’t be imagined. The scabbard is the sorcerer’s deliberate ‘deliberate’ to Ning Fan’s. It’s not too difficult to get this precious sword with the essence of her sacred court.

Nie Huang did not know, Ning Fan did not know, behind the scabbard, there is a good demon girl. She counted to Ningfan Alchemy, the old devil after the injury, the Neihuang will come, so she used an ancient sword, by the hands of Ning Fan, gave the Neptune some shock.

The things of the past, the Nie Huang has long been left behind.

Today, he is only interested in breaking through the broken six heavens, and is indifferent to everything, including the so-called **** conference.

At the **** venue, there are nine huge statues, which are enshrined by countless demons. It is the image of the nine great ancestors that have been passed down from old to old, used to awake the ancient demon blood for the magic.

At a certain moment, the nine statues suddenly swayed slightly, temporarily losing the function of awakening the blood.

On the sky above the ghost country, the sky suddenly bursts and flows out of thick black liquid, like black blood.

In an instant, countless demons were stunned and the entire bloodline conference was forced to stop.

Numerous Jindan and Yuanying monks do not look to the sky, so it is unknown.

Countless gods, ignoring old people, looking up at the sky and cracking blood, faintly guessing something, but shocked and said nothing.

The nine emperors are suddenly standing up, even the Neihuang, all eyes round, looking at the sky vision, unbelievable.

"The blood of the blood is dyed!"

It is rare that there will be no horror, and the vision of the blood will be rare. In the history of the Mozu, every time this vision appears, it must be a big thing.

When the vision of the blood-stained blue sky appears before the ancestors of the nine demon ancestors of the lower bound, there is another meaning... this meaning is only known to the nine-level figures.

Among the lower bounds of the nine worlds, there is the king blood-level demon, and will soon awaken the blood!

"Impossible! The lower bound of the district, will actually give birth to the king of the king of blood, how is this possible!"

"Who is this! The Emperor must find this person, must accept him as a disciple!" The ghost king is excited.

Everyone is guessing, what is the character of the place, the king will be awakened, whether it will succeed, whether it will fail.

At this moment, in the vision of the blood of the blue sky, a huge white youth shadow suddenly appeared.

The young man had only one back and could not see his face.

This back makes countless demons regret, and can't figure out who this person is.

This back, but gave the Nie Huang a very strange familiarity, as if I have seen it.

There was a slight uneasiness in the heart of the Neihuang. He had been practicing the magic for countless years and rarely had such a feeling of guilt.

He did not find out this person and accept this person as a disciple.

In his heart, there is only more and more uneasiness.

"This person...who! The emperor must have seen him there!"

Inadvertently, the mind of the Neptune suddenly remembered a small thing of sesame.

That is to punish some ants in Qimeicheng. Among the ants, there seems to be a teenager's back, which is very similar to this white youth.

"No, it won't be him, the kind of ants, the Emperor won't even remember his name..."

The Neighbors disdain sneer, sit back in the seat, close their eyes and raise their spirits.

The cockroach ant is just a fusion of spirits. If it is not ancient swords, the Neihuang will not even keep a trace of his memory.

"Under the snails, the ants, the fraternal juniors, can't touch the emperor's clothes for a lifetime, he is not worth mentioning!"

"And this vision appears, it just shows that there may be the birth of the king of the king in the nine worlds, not necessarily successful. How rare is the king of the king of blood, and will be born in the lower bounds."

At the time of the self-speaking of the Emperor, the vision of the blood-stained blue sky is getting more and more intense, indicating that the magic repair that is breaking through the blood of the king is not far from success.

The Emperor’s eyes were gloomy, but he was the first emperor of the lower blood.

If there is a magical repair that breaks through the king's blood in the lower bound, is it not that the blood of the person has surpassed him?

"This person can never succeed!"

Nie Huang’s face was blue, and he did not allow his blood to be the first to be shaken!

boom!

Under the sky, the vision suddenly became more and more fierce, and all the black blood that had cracked into the sky was absorbed into the shadow of the white robe, which made the white robe youths rise and the magic was shocked.

Numerous demons from the illusion, feel a sense of deterrence from the blood.

Even the Devil's Nine Emperors felt the feeling of being inferior.

A black mang smashed out from the shadow of the white youth, and stunned the whole world!

Above the sky, the sound of the ancient magical scriptures sounded.

Countless magic repairs at this moment, exclaimed.

"Wang Xue! This person, broke through the blood of the king!"

Hey!

Nie Huang suddenly smashed the jade table, and stood up incredulously, a feeling of unwillingness, rising in his heart.

Among the next nine circles, there are some people whose blood is superior to him. How is this possible, how is it possible!

"This person, it is impossible to be the lower bound magic repair, it must be the upper bound devil, run to the lower bounds to awaken the blood, yes, so!"

"The emperor never believes that there is someone in the lower bound who is qualified for the blood, above the emperor!"

...

Ning Fan did not know that the vision he had caused spread to the devil world, causing the Nie Huang to be reconciled.

At this moment, he gradually refining the fourth magic.

He is completely covered in golden light, and he can always try to hit the realm of gold.

The magic lines behind him are completely promoted into handsome steps, with four-phase patterns, namely trolls, six wings, horns, and ghosts.

Handsome step magic pattern, magic Luo magic pattern!

At the moment when the magic pattern entered the handsome stage, Ning Fan felt that his blood was burning, and the blood level reached the fourth level - Wang Xue Wang Devil!

He did not know that he broke through the blood of the Mozu king and became a king demon, which caused a sensation.

Ning Fan’s thoughts are all above the golden body. He understands that only the magic and magic lines are not enough. The magic lines and thorns, in the final analysis, are only for the model of the ancient devil.

Today's magic repair, even if there are occasional residual blood, the existence of real blood, no one can be called the ancient demon, because they, there is no magic!

The ancestor is the peak of the magic symbol standing on the infinite number of magic symbols!

"Before breaking through the realm of the golden body, you must use the technique of ancestral smelting and blood to cultivate the magical demon pattern, and cultivate it into a demon ancestral charm! With the power of the ancestor, refine the blood of the demon, with countless medicinal herbs and heavenly materials. The treasure, pile up my way to the golden body!"

"And this time, I will not only break through the realm of the golden body, but also use the power of the ancestor to step into the ancient demon cultivation, and return to the ancestors to become ancient devils!"

"I would rather cultivate the magic of the demon, the first magic in the world!"

"Before me, there is no magic to save, after me, no magic can be born!"

"I want to destroy the devil, there must be no heaven! I want to be a magical creature, and the sky is indispensable!"

"Refining!"

Ning Fan’s fingertips suddenly changed, and the mouth was inexplicably like the magical scriptures on four stone slabs.

The four-phase magic pattern behind it suddenly seems to be alive and begins to creep on the body of Ning Fan.

In the chest of Ning Fan, a round hole has been split, and the wound is terrible, but there is no blood flowing out.

The hollow is getting bigger and bigger, as if to tear Ning Fan completely!

An extremely hungry, bloodthirsty feeling, flowing out of Ning Fan, made him look **** red.

"Blood! I am an ancient demon, only ‘blood ‘, can fill the hollow of the flesh and find the glory of the lost of the devil!”

"I want, blood! Give me... blood!"

Ning Fan's eyes are red, and the words are spoken in an instant. The vision of the blood of the blood is unprecedented.

Numerous black blood emerged from the sky, turned into a magical gas, and merged into the body of Ningfan.

In Ning Fan's right palm, a black gold-like rune, forming a huge whirlpool, with a glimmer of condensation, exudes more and more energy fluctuations...

The ancestral charm!

(1/2) (to be continued.)