Grasping Evil

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The moon triumphantly raised the moon blade, the moon and the war, the ancestral tree trembled, giving birth to countless blood fog.

In the blood fog, the ancestral tree was broken and crashed.

The sudden arrival of her has become a major variable that the King of the Deer did not expect.

In the eyes of the six ancestors of the troll, the ancestral tree is the best way to promise the King of the Deer.

But only the giant deer king understands that the ancestral tree is his hope of breaking through the broken!

That is a magic tree left by the troll ancestor!

The giant deer king deceived the other seven ancestors, planted trees with blood, and planted trees to kill the trees. In the end, the ancestral trees were sacrificed by the wind and snow, and the blood was condensed and the ancestral tree fruit broke through.

But all these wishes seem to have disappeared in the moment when the ancestral tree fell.

The giant deer angered the chest and filled the chest. He wanted to kill the moon and then quickly, but in the moment he looked at the ancestral tree, he suddenly found something, showing a cold smile.

"The ancestors did not fall down!" Julu Wang discovered this fact.

The moon volley is light and easy, but she has already broken through the question, but she has concealed the horror and hides in the dark. She wants to shoot at a crucial moment and help a bunch of wind and snow.

"Small cucumber, this broken tree has been put down by me!" She was eager to invite Ning Fan, but she saw Ning Fan's sullen expression, the eight wings idling all the way, eager to her, stopped her fiber The waist immediately flew back.

It is like the fierceness of the cracks in this world, you must escape immediately, or you will endless trouble!

The moon is not clear, so I haven't reacted yet. I saw the crack in the sky, and the blood fog suddenly dissipated, revealing that the ancestral tree that had been cut down was still standing upright!

Just being cut down, it turned out to be the illusion of blood fog!

The moon volleyed and humiliated, she was a human being, was actually deceived by a tree? Too shameful!

Thinking about these idiot problems, I suddenly felt that I was not feeling well, my face suddenly became pale, and a sense of emptiness instantly rushed to the whole body.

She suddenly found out that the blood in the body lost one-tenth of the whiteness, and was swallowed up by the **** fog!

The ancestral tree casts an illusion, the camouflage is cut down, the war of the moon is reduced, but the blood is sucked away.

This is a magic tree that will **** blood!

If Ning Fan rescued the moon volley in the late half of the month, even if the moon volley does not die under the ancestral tree, it will be seriously injured by the blood loss.

"Don't be so savage next time, the tree is a little scary, don't just come close!"

Ning Fan’s words took a harsh tone, but the monthly volley sounded care, and the natural mood was great.

Taking a healing remedy, the moon volley has no image,

"Her sister, a bird does not pull the broken tree, even dare to **** the old lady's blood, mad at the old lady, but the tree is really hard, harder than the cucumber of the cucumber. The old lady's moon blade turned out to be Didn't cut it a little skin"

"This tree is really hard, and this tree is very dangerous!" Ning Fan brows deeper, and when he just went under the tree, he felt a sense of death from the ancestral tree!

That sense of crisis, even if it is into the Xuanyin world can not be avoided!

The horror of this ancestral tree may be far above the imagination of Ning Fan. I am afraid that the previous simplifications of the sacred jade can not slap the ancestral tree at one time.

After the Ning Fan boxing broke into the sea, the monks finally escaped.

The monks who survived the rest of the robbery were awed by the eyes of Ning Fan, and they were slightly more grateful.

If the non-Ning Fan smashed the big squad, all the hundred sects of the monk would not be blinded to pus and died in the battle.

Rao is not slow to escape, and the low-ranking disciples of one Zongmen are also suffering heavy losses. One hundred of them are added together. At least 300,000 low-ranking disciples have died of pus and died.

hateful! Their hundred monks were originally to grab the snow and stone and slate. They couldn’t think of the calculations of the troll's eight ancestors, and they were almost sacrificed by others.

However, if they are not greedy, they will come to the trolls to cause trouble, and they will die so many disciples. It is indeed a sin.

The resentment mood of all people is added to the troll seven ancestors, and must be accounted for to the troll seven ancestors.

Lanling Zong Chongzheng elders, Yu Dianyang Tiandian main Zheng He, Bingyue Jianzong Shenjian Hou, Miaoyin Valley Miaoyi Fairy, Hanging Temple Hanging Zen Master, Liuyan Zongzhu, Nirvana Guzhu, the only remaining seven refining monks, is I want to make a statement to the seven ancestors of the troll.

"Hey, this is not the predecessor of the troll family, the giant deer king. I want to treat my hundred monks as sacrifices. It is a good abacus! Unfortunately, I am not dead, I am afraid that you will be disappointed!" Angrily, a sword slammed into the giant deer king.

"Disappointment? Why do the old man want to be disappointed? The ancestors were injured. The old man is still worried. Now he sees the ancestors safe and sound, and the old man has completely laid down his heart. The old man's plan will not be destroyed and will never be disappointed! Immediately, I am going to die here today, paving the way for me to break through the broken road! Cracking my family slave pattern? Funny! How can the ancestral tree have the magical power to crack the slavery! Moreover, the old man will work hard for some ethnic groups. Planning?"

"People don't do it for themselves, they are destroyed! This tree is planted by the old man, only to break through the broken, not to save anyone! Time has come, no one can stop the old man's plan!"

The giant deer king sneered incessantly, and greeted the giant deer Wang Yijian, and the giant deer king crushed him into a **** fog.

Excalibur Hou Yi, did not expect that he can kill the giant deer king with a sword, after all, the giant deer Wang Xiu is a little higher than him.

But the next moment, Shenjian Hou suddenly found that under the ancestral tree of the sky crack, a group of blood fog suddenly re-condensed, condensed into the appearance of the giant deer king!

The giant deer king can be born again after death! This is greatly out of the expectations of Shen Jianhou.

It seems that as long as the ancestral tree does not die, no matter how many times the giant deer dies, it will be born under the ancestral tree!

This is the undead tree left by the troll ancestor!

The giant deer king sneered, the result of the ancestral tree blossoming, has reached the final stage, no one can stop him from breaking through the broken!

He has conceived the original plan of the heart, and the six ancestors including the giant words are unbelievable!

"Julu ancestor, what do you say! You said that this ancestral tree does not have the effect of cracking my family's slavery? This is true! You said that I sacrificed myself, sacrificed countless people, even sacrificed snow, just to Let you break through the broken words and take it seriously!" asked several troll ancestors.

"The old man said that nature is true! Seoul is only used by the old man. Now you have no use of value, you can't escape death! The old man is thinking about the hard work of many years, let you die! You are just the old man's chess pieces. That's it!" Julu Wangyin laughed.

The eyes of the ancestors of the tyrants contain boundless anger, and this anger also appears in the eyes of several other ancestors.

They always thought that everything they did was for the ethnic group, and they have always been lofty and great.

But now it is sad to find that everything that he and others have done is only used by people, but it is only a stepping stone for others who can be willing!

Especially the giant words, he is the grandfather of Feng Xueyan. He always thought that the sacrifice of Feng Xueyan was for the rejuvenation of the family. Now it seems that the biggest mistake in his life is to hurt the snow and this damage will never make up. !

He glanced at the wind and snow words below, and the wind and snow words were still burned by the blood of the devil. The pain was faint for a time, and the sorrow and sorrow poured into the heart, and the giant words closed their eyes in pain. When he was a grandfather, he had to send his own words to the dead end. All this was just used by people.

Stupid! Giant words, you are foolish!

"Julu! The old man and you are not dead!"

The words are like sorrows, seemingly crazy, like anger, but they can no longer vent.

He turned into a whistling dawn, rushing to the ancestral tree, vowing to kill the giant deer king, but can not make up for the heart!

See the giant words attacked, the giant deer king cruelly sneered.

Shen Jian Hou and other hundred sects of smoldering are stunned. I did not expect that the seven ancestors of the troll will fight in the fight.

After only a slight glimpse, Shen Jian Hou and others have been on the wall.

Ning Fan did not go to the ancestral tree, nor did he intend to be a wall view. He smelled an unprecedented danger from the ancestral tree.

I noticed that the ancestral trees were different, and Ning Fan’s heart was alert, and he took advantage of the monthly volley and flew back!

The volley of the moon was too late to ask what happened, and there was a great change in the world.

On the ancestral tree, the first **** rose, gently tremble!

At the moment when the first **** blood trembled, the ancestral tree suddenly spurted a rattan with a thick bowl of mouth, piercing the giant armor at an incredible speed and piercing the giant Dantian!

The blood tree is arbitrarily stabbed, and the power is almost close to a broken blow!

The screams were screaming, Dantian was destroyed, and he tried his best to slash the sword to the rattan, but he could not destroy the rattan half.

I was stunned by the rattan and had already reached the front of the ancestral tree.

At this moment, the ancestral tree body suddenly appeared a huge mouth, covered with sharp teeth, swallowed a mouth, then swallowed the giant words into the ancestral tree, and chewed.

The giants who are arrogant and arrogant, have been swallowed up by the ancestors!

And its flesh and blood, all turned into the nourishment of the ancestral tree!

After swallowing up the giant words, the first **** Wei is completely filled, and the petals are beautiful and bloody!

"The first one!" The giant deer licked his tongue and smiled.

Shen Jian Hou and so on, but all of them are eclipsed.

What exactly did the ancestral tree come to, and actually killed a rushing tyrant with a rattan!

After the start of the volley in the month, I was afraid that if she was rescued by Ning Fan in time, the end of the giant words would be her end.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

After the first **** scent, suddenly a scent of evil was released.

Aroma spread, many monks have died of pus and death, this evil incense, a bit more terrible than the previous Bohai Sea.

The ancestral tree extracted a million rattans, stabbed the Shenjian Hou and other hundred smelts, and also stabbed the last five troll ancestors.

Looking at the posture of the giant deer king, I really want to borrow the power of the ancestral tree to kill the smoldering people first.

Hundreds of low-ranking monks immediately killed and injured countless, countless magic weapons slammed on the rattan, but none of them could hurt the ancestral tree cane, and there were countless deaths and injuries.

The five troll ancestors were shocked and turned and fled. These five people were only asking questions, and they were less than the giant words, and they could resist the ancestral trees.

They regret it, hate that they should not believe in the giant deer king, hate that they should not hurt the people, but it is too late

laugh! laugh! laugh!

The five canes seem to catch up with five ancestors in a teleportation, easily piercing five people in Dantian, and clinging to five people. When the cane was taken back, the five troll ancestors were swallowed into the mouth of the ancestral tree and returned to the West!

On the ancestral tree, there are five **** roses in succession!

"Six out!" Julu Wang excited.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

The rattan thorns to the elders of Lanling Zong, and the elders are almost scared to death, only the scalp is numb.

He did not hesitate to grab the six-inflame lord and the lord of Yangtian Temple in front of him, and suddenly threw it at the cane and used the two as a meat shield.

After two screams, the six lords and the lord of Yangtian were stabbed to death by the rattan, and the body was dragged back to the ancestral tree.

With the help of two meat shields, the elders of Lanling fled, and a vine in the oblique thorn was nailed through it.

The three dying lives have once again added three **** buds to the ancestral tree.

"Nine!"

laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!

The four canes were stabbed to the Shenjian Hou, the Wonderful Fairy, the Hanging Host, and the Nirvana Valley Lord.

The four did not dare to flee again. If they knew that they had escaped, they would die faster, only to fight back!

"Virtual swordsmanship, shake the sky!"

"Chemical sound!"

"Fu Moyin!"

"Nirvana!"

The four men each issued the strongest blow, but the strongest blow was not much stronger than the monthly volley of the moon, and it could hurt the rattan.

The rattan was unscathed, and they pierced four Dantians.

Four screams spread, and four people died, becoming the bread of the ancestors!

On the ancestral tree, three blood buds bloom again, and the fourth one is not opened. The ancestral tree can only open twelve blood buds.

All this happened only in a flash, only in an instant, all the smoldering was completely ruined!

If Fei Ningfan retreats very quickly, he and the moon volley are also difficult to compete with the ancestral tree cane.

At this time, Baizong refining and the other ancestors of the trolls have already died, and the eyes of the giant deer king finally turned to Ning Fan, sneer.

"Twelve, it seems that this blood is already open to the limit, the number is enough. Next, only the last step is to use the blood of the wind and snow, water the ancestral tree, twelve **** blood can bear the fruit of the ancestors As long as the old man takes the fruits of these twelve ancestors, he will surely break through the broken emptiness!"

"Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming, you know that this ancestral tree is the magic tree left by the ancestors of my trolls. Once it blooms, it is hard to break the broken jade, unless it is the real shredded monk to destroy this tree! You are Broken monk! You can never destroy this tree, and you can't protect the wind and snow!"

"I want to destroy the ancestral tree, unless the miracle appears, unless you instantly become a broken and strong, but you know, there is no miracle in this world!"

The giant deer king smiles more and more gloomy, suddenly stunned, and the ancestral tree cane vibrates again.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

Numerous canes at this moment, Qi Qi pointed at the wind and snow words, suddenly stabbed!

After killing the wind and snow, you will also kill all the monks here!

One hundred monks and seven monks are desperate.

As the King of the Deer said, this ancestral tree is too terrible. Non-broken monks can't be suppressed, but where can they be broken, who can save them?

There is no miracle in this world.

Ning Fan knows that the ancestral tree is terrible. If the rattan thorns, even if Feng Xueyan has Su Yan and others to protect it, it is impossible to escape.

He did not care how many hundred monks died. Only the wind and snow, you should not die in this conspiracy!

He suddenly loosened the volley of the moon and rushed to the sky alone, welcoming the vines that covered the sky.

Just like the butterfly of the year, resolutely rushed to the palm of the emperor.

"I will give you a miracle!"

A body and mind god, all sink into the yin and yang lock, connected with Luo Xinxin.

Extremely tacitly, Luo You will pass a mana through the medium of yin and yang locks, and slowly introduce it into Ning Fan's body, even without the need to borrow.

Ning Fan closed his eyes deeply, but his momentum suddenly rose in a flash!

In the middle of the savage demon, the late sorcerer, the sorcerer!

He suddenly turned into a statue of the demon giant, full of giants, the first two corners, the back of the eight wings, eyebrows and ghosts, standing in the heavens and the earth, with the momentum of breaking the wild.

This is the demon, you can sweep the existence of the same level of broken!

The giant slammed his hand, and the power of the ancestors spread out. A rattan that was enough to stab the sacred monks collapsed!

All the monks were stunned, and one of the low-ranking monks was the town of the demon giants, who succumbed to the ground and could not even stand!

But for the moment when the demon is in the world, the whole world is shaking, like a fear of the return of a ancestors!

The power of the ancestors made the Julu King almost suffocate!

He couldn't believe the scene in front of him, and Ning Fan actually turned into a broken monk in a flash!

How can he believe that this moment, Ning Fan, can be shattered!

He tried to counter the strength of Ning Fan, but only one moment, he was shocked by Ning Fan's momentum, and he was seriously injured!

This is the level of the horror of the blood, the level is high, it is not the giant deer king can imagine.

"Impossible, I don't believe it, this is a fake!" Julu Wang Da shouted.

The "Grand Devil" giant reveals a painful expression that seems to be unable to control this power that is not his own, and the counter-attack is extremely heavy.

But in the eyes, it is more decided.

Regardless of the means, you must hold on to the obsession, and if you obey it, then the heavens and the earth will be buried!

"诛辰弓"

The giants were so astounding that they waved a giant bow of Wujin.

The power of the mountains and rivers all flow into the giant bow, and the power of the stars condenses into an arrow.

When the arrow was aimed at the giant deer king and the ancestral tree, even the ancestral tree itself began to tremble.

"Zhou Ming, stop! Stop!" Julu Wang screamed wildly, he could never understand why Ning Fan could get the power of a broken monk in a flash.

"dead"

The giant is still in a cold tone, suddenly opening the bow, a piece of mountain river begins to collapse, the wind and snow are rolling.

Bow open, arrow out! The whole endless sea is in a violent shock!

The giant deer king looked at the glimmer of light and felt that there was no life to be seen.

All planning must be turned into nothing under this arrow.

"The old man is seven years old to repair the devil, eleven years old, the pulse of the 19-year-old, the centuries-old, the millennial god, and the millennium that breaks through the simplification but the broken, but it is difficult to enter the sky"

"The old man does not hesitate to do everything, only to be broken, but in the end, but after all, it is empty. Perhaps this monasticism, this is a struggle in vain, no matter how high the cultivation is, the day of extinction, but the old man is painstakingly planning, only to the ancestors The tree bears the fruit, and the old man can be broken! I am not willing!"

boom!

The arrow slammed like a heaven.

The giant deer king, together with his ambition, disappeared, and the indestructible ancestral tree also withered under the arrow of Haochen.

Ning Fan couldn't bear the power of Luo You, and returned to the person, looking at the withered ancestral tree, silent.

In the moment when the ancestral tree withered, Feng Xueyan stopped burning the blood.

Finally finished?

The surviving monks of Baizong, more than ten or two, one of the lucky monks, looking at Ning Fan's eyes, are incredible and shocking.

"This week, I really killed the ancestral tree!"

Eight hundred repairs in the country, countless sects of the door into a group, only because the name of the disciples of the Zong Nei are fragmented.

The most terrible thing is that the ten sacred sects involved in the troll's drowning, and nine of them lost the sacred monks.

In addition to Wu Zong's death and injury, Hangkong Temple, Miaoyin Valley, Liuyanzong and other sects were shocked!

Even the rain emperor was alarmed!

In the eight hundred years of repairing the country, nine people who lost their strengths were lost. This does not include the second **** of Lanling.

The **** of death is countless dead and wounded!

"What happened in the endless sea! You are the sects, why are you going to run to the right and wrong!"

Among the Zhongzhou Rain Temple, Yu Huanggao sat in the jade seat and roared at the head of the agent of more than one hundred Zongmen below.

This is a good rainy world!

"This matter, thoroughly check the end!" Rain King moved this real anger

Borrowing the power of Luo Yu, the counter-attack is extremely huge. Ning Fan is pale and self-confident. He fears that it will not be able to incite the mana for several months.

Under the withered ancestral tree, Ning Fan suddenly turned back alertly, but did not know when he was behind, there was a woman in red.

"Is it you? What are you doing?" Ning Fanyi, this is the red dress that has had a side in Leizhu Island, and according to Ning Fan's guess, the true identity of this woman is probably Leiwang.

"I have a way to save the ancestral tree. This ancestor tree has opened twelve **** sages. As long as you water the tree with the blood of the wind, you can get the ancestral tree fruit. Do you want to try to kill the wind and snow? Break through the broken?" The red dress tweeted.

"You let me kill my sister?" Ning Fan shook his head and smiled.

If you change to other unrelated people, Ning Fan will definitely win the heart and irrigate the ancestral tree with the blood of others, and break through the broken emptiness in one fell swoop.

However, if he changes his style, he will never agree.

"I will use my own means to break through the broken, not to kill her."

"Wise choice, even if you kill the wind and snow, this tree will not be the result, only the dream of the broken king of the giant deer will never be realized. Many people have exhausted their lives, but they do not know their own flowering, never can result"

"This tree will not be the result?" Ning Fan was a little surprised, the palm of his hand stroking the twelve **** buds of the ancestral tree. These blood sages were exchanged for their imaginary life, and they have not withered.

In detail, these **** flowers are male flowers.

Male flowers, how is the result? Only female flowers can be the result, isn't it?

Fortunately, Julu Wang did not check these **** snails. If it was checked, it would be mad.

The virtual realm he pursues is simply a daydream.

Or, as King Deer said, this monastic is a futile struggle.

"You come to me, don't just talk to me about these topics? What is it?"

"You forgot, there is a deal between you and the emperor!" The red **** flash of the cold, if Ning Fan really forgot to promise her, she said that it would not directly kill Ning Fan.

Ning Fan feels helpless, how dare he forget the agreement with the Emperor of Lei.

This woman turned her face too fast.

A sense of weakness suddenly rushed into the body, and Ning Fan wanted to faint.

Look at the situation, really have to lie on the couch for a while (to be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better to update faster!)