Grasping Evil

The ancient sword of gold has no shadow. At the hilt, Huang Tingzi’s eyes are shocked.

Ning Fan can only kill the monk of the Yuan Ying Jin Dan class by virtue of his imposing manner. This scene made him unbelievable.

The white-haired youth who had no waves in the old wells on weekdays, once they had killed their hearts, was such a horrible master.

Yang Gu is a hot-eyed man who admires the means of respecting the teacher.

"The teacher's bone age is small, but whether it is repaired or not, it is the top level in the rain. It is the most correct thing for me to do this in my life!"

Ning Fan stands on the tip of the golden sword, facing the setting sun, and can't help but control the ancient sword.

Sometimes take a quality medicine that is not weak, and nourish the sea.

The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the face with a touch of pale gold. Ning Fan closed his eyes and read the sword. As time went by, the gods gradually adapted to the load of the golden sword.

On the first day, the exhaustion of God's mind was slightly reduced.

In the second day, the exhaustion of God's thoughts was alleviated.

Third day, fourth day

On the fifth day, Ning Fan has been completely accustomed to the speed of the ancient sword, and there is no trace of exhaustion in the mind, and it is getting closer and closer to the breakthrough.

At this moment, Ning Fan is like a sword with the ancient sword.

Dan Zun adjusts to heal at the hilt, and occasionally looks up at the back of Ning Fan. The eyes are amazed, and there are also self-proclaimed colors.

Dan Zun asked himself to see a lot of questions and even rushing to the virtual, but even if he is a sturdy person, he can't do this step of Ning Fan, so that the ancient sword is so comfortable.

On this day, the ancient sword went to the blissful waters of the inner sea.

The bliss is a famous and dangerous place in the inner sea. It is famous for its many beasts. Millions of miles in the sea, there are magnetic fog to cover the sky.

Under the magnetic fog, I don’t know how many infants and beasts are lurking.

This magnetic fog is extremely strange. Once the monk enters the magnetic fog range, the magnetic force will be added, and the pace will be difficult and the idle speed will be greatly reduced.

"This extremely happy music is very dangerous, you don't need to detour." Su Yan gently asked.

She naturally does not worry about the safety of Ning Fan, but there are Huang Tingzi, Yang Gu and injured Dan Zun on the ancient sword.

If it is into the magnetic fog, besieged by the wild beast, even if she, Mingque, Ning Fan will not be injured, the other three are also difficult to keep nothing.

"rest assured."

Ning Fan only gave a faint sentence, which gave Su Yan unlimited confidence and dispelled all concerns.

Under the control of Ning Fan, the ancient sword of gold rushed into the magnetic fog range.

Under the interference of the magnetic fog, the speed of the sword is greatly reduced, only one tenth of the original.

This is the case, the speed of the ancient sword flying can also be comparable to the glimpse of the monk.

"Hey? This golden sword is really a good treasure. In the magnetic fog, it can be so fast."

In front of the golden sword, a hoarse voice of the old man suddenly came out.

The voice of the old man, with a glimpse of the imposing manner, immediately alerted the people on the ancient sword.

"Hand over this golden sword, you can not keep it! If you dare to rebel against the old man, the old man will make the millions of sea beasts of the blissful squad and so on!"

Roar! Roar! Roar!

In the moment when the old man’s voice was heard, there were countless beasts in all directions, and the magnetic fog was slightly shaken.

Ning Fan’s eyes were cold, and through the dissipated magnetic fog, he was seeing the fog above the sky, standing on the sky with a red robe old man, a gloomy expression, looking at Jin Jian’s tongue.

The old man has a glimpse of the illusion, is showing some kind of secret technique, seems to be able to control all the sea beasts here.

Under the control of the old man, there are more than one million sea beasts in Shanghai, and the ancient swords are surrounded by roads.

A sound beast is turned into a sound wave, and the impact is on the ancient sword. The ancient sword is once again weakened, and it almost stops in the sky. ,

The ancient sword is just a sword, unable to rush out of the herd.

The old man licked his tongue. Although he was only a glimpse of the monk, it was extremely horrible to work with the monsters.

At this moment, there are millions of monsters around, as long as the old man urges the secret law, borrowing the demon blood to cast spells. Then the poisoning work he showed, even if it is a sinister evil, you must look at the wind and escape!

He naturally has the courage to grab the flying sword of Ning Fan.

"The old man counts three, handing over the flying sword! Otherwise"

The old man looked at the almost stagnant flying sword, his mouth sneered, but in the dark, he was poisoned in the sleeves, and the colorless and odorless poison was mixed in the magnetic fog, and he went to the ancient sword. A look of murder and treasure, did not put a sword master into the eyes.

"roll!"

Ning Fan stood at the tip of the sword, and the sound of indifference sounded to the extreme music. The sound of the beasts of the millions of sea beasts was all suppressed by the voice of Ning Fan.

The pressure of helping away from the blood of the mother spreads out, and the millions of sea beasts are full of demon blood, and they are shuddering. They have to let the road open one by one, squatting on the sea, bowing down to Ning Fan!

Millions of sea beasts are feared and surrendered because of a voice of Ning Fan!

This scene is greatly out of the expectations of the old man in the red robe. He can't imagine that someone in the world can surrender a million monsters with one sentence!

Losing the obstruction of the beast, the magnetic fog was also diluted, and the idle speed before the ancient sword resumed, came to the old man of the red robe with an incredible speed.

The eyes and the Ning Fan side above the sword point a pair of eyes, immediately, the old man vest cold sweat, just feel the next moment, as if to die in this person!

Damn it! A good end to the killing of the treasure, how to get into a comet!

"Daoyou forgives sins, the old man has no eyes to know Taishan, and he does not know that the friends and gods are vast. He is trying to rob the Taoist old man, but he is the deputy lord of the Red Demon. I hope that the Taoist friends will see me in the face of my red demon."

One of his life words has not yet been exported, and Ning Fan has raised a hand to give a golden hand stove.

The golden furnace is windy and long, emitting a light golden fire ring, rolling up the golden fire of the sky, drowning the old man.

The old man is horrified, the power of this golden stove is too terrible, even if it is difficult to pick up the blame, he is a voyeuristic sneak peek at how to pick up!

what!

A screaming horror, the old man was directly burned into a fly ash by the golden ring of fire.

Only the Yuanshen was seriously injured and escaped. It has been scared to death by the power of the golden furnace.

Ning Fan must be sure to hold the old man's dawn, and then take a photo, put the old **** into the hands, and retract the stove.

One hand spurred the ancient sword Jianguang, one hand indifferent search soul and memory, in the worship of thousands of sea beasts, the ancient sword after a few flying dragonfly away from the extreme music.

"The red demon sect, the poisonous cloud country located in the eight hundred repairing country can not think that this red demon sect also came to the inner sea, to smash the drowning of the troll family."

Ning Fan searched the old man's memory and swallowed the old god.

Above the ancient sword, Dan Zun was stunned.

The old man in the red robe is a glimpse of the old blame, so it was so burned by the Ning Fan? !

Although he has heard rumors, Ning Fan is a ‘quiet idiot’ grotesque, and he has heard of Ning Fan’s suppression of the horns and the killing of the imaginary

But hearsay and seeing with your own eyes are completely different concepts!

I saw a high-rise dying in the hands of Ning Fan, which made Dan Zun's heart difficult to calm for a long time.

It was Huang Tingzi. As early as the last Dan Dian, he had seen Ning Fan killing the smoldering, but he was not so surprised.

And Ning Fan's cheap apprentice Yang Gu, because Ning Fan killed a smoldering, his eyes excited, where is like a five-turn alchemy master.

"That is the red demon sect, you really dare to start behind this red demon sect, but there is a rain temple broken virtual prince support." Su Yan Fu Xiaoxiao, Ning Fan's courage is always great.

"Is it"

Ning Fan did not agree, continue to fly the sword. From the memory of the old man in the red robe, Ning Fan learned that the Red Demon was also plotting the wind.

In this case, he will never be merciless, regardless of the background of the Red Demon.

This time, people who want to shoot on the wind and snow will pay the price!

laugh!

Jianguang has galloped all the way, and Ning Fan’s hunch is that he must have made a breakthrough in these days.

On the eighth day, the eleventh day of the ninth day, the ancient sword passed through the **** sea.

There are many islands in this sea area. There are more than one hundred islands that make up the islands. However, there is a lack of aura and it is not suitable for cultivation. Generally, only the passing monks will stay in the islands.

At the moment, above the **** islands, there are tens of thousands of monks who have repaired the country, ready to rest a little, then rushed to the trolls, forcing the trolls to surrender.

These tens of thousands of Xuan Xiu are not affiliated with one force, but multiple forces.

Many Xuan Xiu are holding their respective flags, and the flags of their respective sects are written on the banner.

Tian Hengzong, drunk moon, blue sand valley

This one of the Zongmen forces is from eight hundred countries.

The lords of these forces are only the Yuan Yinghua, and they are the leaders of the Xiaozong small faction.

Ning Fan's eyes are getting colder, and he has time to accept the ancient Jian Jianguang.

He still underestimated the temptation of Feng Xueyan.

A wind and snow, a slate like a slate, has attracted so many forces to go to the trolls, which is unfavorable to the wind and snow.

"I heard that within the troll family, there have been more than one hundred forces, there are inland seas, and there are eight hundred repairing countries. It is said that there are eleven ones in the power of meditation! There are so many forces forcing giants. The Mozu, surrendering the snow and the slate, the trolls dare not

"The old man received the news that a huge downfall has been built within the troll family. It seems that the forces have different opinions and decided to decide the slate attribution by means of fighting."

"Hey, I am waiting for a small school, the disciples are not strong, and the idling is too slow. I don't know if I can get a share when I arrive at the Troll."

"Oh, no matter what, I have waited for more than one hundred forces to work together, the Dharma area, Danmao forces, I can compete with me! No, I can still wash the troll family, and make a name forever!"

Some of the sects of Zongmen were negotiating, and suddenly they were shocked. At this moment, the entire Xiu Xiu of the **** islands were all scared.

Because of the sky above, I don’t know when, there was a huge golden flying sword. On the sword tip of Feijian, there was a murderous white youth.

The youth’s cultivation is so high that no one can see through it!

Ning Fan has a murderous eye in his eyes. He is not a killer, but so many monks are coming to the wind and snow, he will not forgive them.

When he left Dan Island, Ning Fan never thought that there were so many forces to force the troll family.

There are more than eleven other forces of the size and strength of more than one hundred. If he meets him all the way, there will be a sect of the Taoist sect.

Even if the troll family has eight ancestors sitting in the town, it may not be able to keep the wind and snow.

The inland forces have murdered the wind and snow, and the forces of the eight hundred repairing countries have come to the fore, and they have to fight her ideas.

And the eight ancestors of the troll family, who are the ancestors of the wind and snow, are also hitting her idea.

"She is just a little dumb, never hurt, but these people are playing her ideas."

Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened it again, his eyes were cold and cold.

His eyes swept over the **** islands, and suddenly he stepped down the golden sword and set foot on the sky.

Overlooking more than one hundred archipelago at the foot, tens of thousands of right-handed Xuan Xiu, Ning Fan only has no murderous murder.

He will not give these people the chance to hurt her!

"If you want to take this drowning water, you will die!"

boom!

Ning Fan lifted his foot to the sky and stepped on it. The force of one step shattered countless voids, and the force shook to the sea surface, and immediately sank an island.

This foot, sinking an island, I do not know how many Xuan Xiu died in his hand.

"Previous and predecessors are forgiving! Why did the seniors wait for me to shoot! The predecessors should not kill us. The trolls have soups to drink. The predecessors should rush to the trolls earlier, together with Lanling Wang, Ghost Hou and others. The Mozu has a cup of 羹. Some Xuan Xiu rushed for mercy, but when they spoke, they even angered Ning Fan’s killing.

Ning Fan murdered even more, step by step to the island under his feet.

Under each step, an island was sunk. In the vast momentum, all Xuan Xiu were frightened, and Dan Zun above the ancient sword just sighed at Ning Fan.

boom! boom! boom!

If Ning Fan step is a phantom, he has already taken hundreds of feet in an instant.

And the more than one hundred islands were all sunk, and tens of thousands of Xuan Xiu were killed and injured!

There are also some Yuan Yinghua who are fortunate enough to die, and Ning Fan is too lazy to look at them, just cold and cold.

"Get out of the endless sea!"

"Yes, yes!" Xuan Xiu, who was seriously injured and dying, had already been frightened and frightened, and only wanted to escape.

What kind of comet they met, gently lift the foot to sink an island, what level of master? ! Refining the virtual strong!

Ning Fan does not look at those people, he has no time to destroy one by one.

Long on the tip of the ancient sword, Ning Fan spurred the ancient sword, sprinkled tens of millions of cents in one breath, urging the ancient sword to gallop in the direction of the troll.

"The right way of the sect of the **** islands, although the power is not big, but many Zongmen have some background in the rain, you will offend many people," said Dan Zun.

"so what!"

Ning Fan slammed the sword to the extreme, the black hair danced, and the eyes were as terrifying as the magic.

If the monastic repair is at the end, even the people around you can't protect it, what is the meaning of repair!

laugh!

The golden sword is galloping, and it is only half a day away from the troll family.

A huge silver boat sensed the volatility of the island in the direction of the **** islands and came to investigate. On the bow of the silver boat, stood a vow of the level of questioning.

The silver boat stopped in front of the ancient sword, seeing the ancient sword coming to the fore, and the sword-maker Ning Fan was murderous, knowing that the fluctuations had to be related to Ning Fan.

"This friend, please accept Feijian, the old man Wu Muhou, there is something to ask the friend, I don't know what happened to the **** islands, can you tell the old man one or two?" The old man's tone is not salty, but quite a bit Relying on the old and old means.

He is the patriarch of Wu Zong, the Wu Muhou of the Yu Dian Yu Feng, and the Yu Dian, who has a lot of emptiness and tyranny, has a friendship. When he meets the rainy world, the people he meets must always give him a few faces.

Although the old man saw that Ning Fan’s momentum reached a false point, he did not put Ning Fan too into his eyes.

In his opinion, Ning Fan did not dare to refuse to ask him in his identity.

"No time! But the deity advises you, the drowning of the troll family, not that you can be jealous, not afraid of death, then come to the troll family!"

Ning Fan only had one look, but Wu Wuhou looked a pain, and the whole body was standing up. He felt a great sense of crisis from Ning Fan, as if Ning Fan could easily kill him. He hurriedly avoided his eyes, how dare to look at Ning Fan's eyes again!

Ning Fan only said a word, but revealed that he was arrogant, and he did not know how many voyeurism, skepticism, and even vain Wu Muhou immediately dilated, the whole body could not help but tremble, Ning Fan's arrogance, too terrible!

Although Wu Muhou is proud and conceited, he loves to rely on people to sell old, but he is not a fool, knowing what to say to anyone.

Only one moment, Wu Muhou is very sure, the white youth in front of him is not something that he can make!

He has seen a lot of emptiness, too old and ridiculous, but if you talk about the strong suffocation, it is too ugly and unattainable!

In the rain world, you can surpass Ning Fan on the suffocating air, probably only the legendary two.

Yun Tianzhu, not Zhou Leihuang

From the words of Ning Fan, Wu Muhou even speculated that Ning Fan rushed to the troll family, standing on the side of the troll family.

All those who want to be unfavorable to the trolls will be regarded as enemies by Ning Fan!

The ancient sword of gold disappeared with the speed of approaching the broken, and this scene fell in the eyes of Wu Muhou, which is even more shocking.

"This person, never provoke! Inside the troll family, I am afraid that it is necessary for people to pick up the blood of the sea. This drowning, the old man must not go!"

He was also prepared to go to the Trolls to find a chance. Just after seeing Ning Fan’s horror, he immediately changed his original intention, diverted the silver boat and drove away from the endless sea.

"Master, don't we go to the trolls? Didn't Master want to compete for the slate?" A boy said.

"Silly children are not people that we can't afford. This person is a peerless demon. As long as there is enough growth time, in the future, there will be another person like "White Sword God" and "Not Zhou Lei Huang". I can't offend a lifetime, or I will regret it one day!"

Wu Muhou sighed deeply, his heart was still a little bit afraid, and he personally controlled the silver boat and hurried away.

At the moment, within the troll family, the North Liang State has been surrounded by countless forces.

In addition to Beiliang Guodu County, a giant jade platform was set up, and the jade tower was surrounded by experts.

Over the jade platform, a huge bird cage is suspended, made of floating stone.

In the bird cage, a girl is imprisoned, and it’s snowy.

In the center of Yutai below the bird cage, there are two monks in the early days of the gods, fighting one place.

The two men are too gaze, looking at the bird cage, their eyes are coveted.

"Only the winning Zongmen can get the slate of the troll family, as well as the wind and snow!"

A glimpse of the old man who looks cold and snakes, presided over the battle against Fujian and Taiwan.

Through the comparison of the platform to determine the ownership of the wind and snow and the slate, this is a method determined by more than one hundred forces!

No one can stop, even if it is a troll family, it can't stop!

On the inferior seat under the ring, the troll patriarch, the giant squad, clenched his fists, and his eyes were raging with anger.

His daughter was deceived as a prize for war.

"Giant old man, don't be impulsive! You are only half-step tempering, not the opponent of more than one hundred forces. When Zhou Ming comes back, he will be able to solve the big robbery of the snow words!" Although persuaded, his eyes are also very angry.

"Zhou Ming, he will come to the third-class power of the rain world, all here, is it that Zhou Ming still dared to tear the face with all these forces? Even eight ancestors dare not"

Realizing the loss of words, almost revealing the secrets of the existence of the Eight ancestors, the giant has repeatedly accepted the words, but there is disappointment in the eyes.

Why are the eight ancestors not willing to help a bunch of snow?

As long as the ancestors came forward, the eight dignitaries sit in the troll family, who dares to fight the troll family's idea.

boom!

On the top of the ring, suddenly a loud explosion came.

In the explosion, one of the fighting gods was killed by life, leaving only the gods to escape from Yutai.

Another god, the initiator of the explosion, holding a flaming flying sword, often slamming the flying sword, can cause a huge explosion. Seeing that this game was won, the man immediately looked up and looked at the bird cage and laughed.

"Feng Xueyan! It seems that you have to belong to us all the swords. The endless sea troll family can not protect the daughter of the patriarch, but this!"

"" Wind and snow words are low-eyed, can't see the expression, always silent.

"Hateful!" In the last seat, Xu Qiuling was worried and cold, and she was the most unwilling to be hurt by the wind and snow. She could not save the wind and snow, but the monthly volley was breaking through the critical moment of asking questions and could not go out.

Once you leave the customs, you will be enchanted, and you will be seriously injured.

"The spirit sister is in a hurry, the master will come." The burning wing sighed and advised.

"Yes, he will definitely come but I would rather he will not come, the enemy here is too much," Xu Qiu Ling said bitterly.

"Hey! My inner sea power, can you insult it, roll!"

A half-step temperament of the tyrannical sword, suddenly swept through the jade, and shocked the fascinating **** to Yutai, coughing blood.

The injured **** hated and raised his gaze. He was seeing the center of Yutai, standing with a sword-sword old man, short hair like a sly, and he was very powerful.

"Sword of the sword of the island, do you want to be the troll family!" The injured **** bites his teeth.

"How is it!" Jian Zun suddenly shed a powerful sword, sweeping the audience.

The imposing manner of the sword can shock the half-step refining, only because of this sword, there is a very slight special sword. It is the slightest sword, which makes the sword strong.

"Sinking the sword!" Many old geeks stood up and looked at the sword and looked at the earthquake.

(6000 words big and more) (to be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!)