Grasping Evil

Ning Fan stood in the foothills for a long time, like a statue, waiting for the night to come, watching the moonlight.

He has not been so quiet for a long time, and at this moment, he is almost ready to enter the state of harmony between man and nature.

He wants to create a spell and ignite the moonlight!

Moonlight exists in the world, so it is true. Moonlight can't touch, so it's virtual

Between the real and the virtual, it is difficult to distinguish, Ning Fan does not deliberately distinguish, only urging mana, imitating the change of the moonlight.

One day, two days, three days and seven days passed.

In the middle of the mountain, the rising sun and the moon, Ning Fan has always been like a statue.

Hundreds of miles around him, surrounded by many undead monks.

One by one is speculative, intending to eat Ning Fan, improve the cultivation of mana, but some do not dare.

Among these undead monks, there are many Yuan Ying and Hua Shen, and Ning Fan’s soul is only the beginning of Yuan Ying. These souls should not be afraid of Ning Fan.

It’s strange to say that when Ning Fan crossed the middle field, he was so angry that he scared too many people.

At this moment, Ning Fan is proud of the mountains, feeling the magic, and the action is extremely unpredictable, so that these undead do not dare to act rashly.

"This person must be a foreign monk! As long as he eats him, I can greatly improve the mana!"

"But this person is so horrible, I may not be able to kill him."

"I don't know if this person is feeling a spell. It is seven days in a stop. Is this person making a baby-level spell?"

"It's not like this person. Every time he rises, he will look up and see the moon. Presumably, the spell he created will be related to the moon. 'The day is holy, the moon is the emperor, the star is the demon'. Can be with the sun, the moon and the stars The spell is not simple, and this person may not be able to create a level spell."

Most of the dead souls breathe, cautiously lying in the vicinity, not afraid to attack Ning Fan easily, and guessing Ning Fan's spells.

Only a few yuan infants and undead do not know how to live and die, quietly approaching Ning Fan, trying to attack Ning Fan.

But these undead souls have just been close to Ning Fan's ten miles, and they are all strangely burned into a fly ash by a black fire ring, and the death is extremely terrible.

This scene shocked countless undead monks, but there are always people who don't believe in evil and want to attack Ning Fan.

The undead monks who attacked Ning Fan will be burned in the fire ring at a place other than Ning Fan ten miles away.

As the day passed, the range of the fire ring gradually expanded, and all the undead who were accustomed to Ning Fan Baili would be burned into fly ash.

On the tenth day, Ning Fan couldn’t stand any more within a thousand miles. Anyone who broke into Ning Fan’s miles would only have a fallen end!

On the fourteenth day, Ning Fan Wanli could not stand in the middle of the road. All the undeads fled to thousands of miles away. Only some of the gods could stand on the periphery of Wanli to see Ningfan's own spells.

On the fifteenth day, Ning Fan opened his eyes and raised his palm. The palm of his hand jumped out of a black magic fire. There were countless voids in the magic fire.

He looked at the palm of his hand and shook his head. "Not enough."

16th and 17th

Ning Fan has always stood in the foothills, and one stop is a month.

No one can dare to approach him without permission, and he no longer calls out the magic to burn the undead.

He bathes the moonlight day after day, waiting for the night, and his steps have not moved.

Some careful gods and undead found that Ning Fan’s figure faded through the day, only after a month, even though it was light and transparent, it was possible to see the other side through Ning Fan.

No one knows that Ning Fan is in the body.

No one knows that Ning Fan is a fire control technique in the realm of virtual fire.

The realm of controlling fire is divided into three steps, which are divided into three realms: real fire, virtual fire and real fire.

The control of fire by ordinary monks is the realm of real fire, and only a few broken old monsters can cultivate fire control to the realm of virtual fire.

As for the realm of real fire, even if it is a true fairy, it is not easy to cultivate successfully.

Just in Ning Fan’s view, if you want to ignite the illusory moonlight, you need at least a virtual fire.

On the 31st, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to worship the magic fire. The magic fire immediately turned into a virtual fire ring.

The fire ring burns out, and even the space can be burned open, revealing the dark void under the space barrier.

"Ignite the moonlight of nothingness, the first step is to make the fire control reach the realm of virtual fire. The first step has been completed, but the second step, but with some more power than the 'virtual', can enhance the power of the flame, ignite Moonlight, ignite nothing, ignite everything"

Ning Fan wanted to incorporate a reincarnation in this technique, but when he thought about it, he shook his head and vetoed it.

His understanding of reincarnation is too shallow, and the spells created by the power of reincarnation are not enough to cause too much damage to high-ranking monks, and may not possibly ignite moonlight.

He recalled a scene of killing, recalling a scene of blood, recalling a butterfly from a previous life.

He suddenly smiled. "I know how to ignite the moonlight!"

Outside the troll family, in the middle of the night, a young man who described the thin and thin face came with a sigh of relief, holding the seal of the Emperor of the Rain, and stood proudly.

His arrival made the whole troll family dare not neglect.

His name is Yundao, but it is one of the four major ruins of the rain world. He sits in the temple of the Nine Great Hall.

He has always been cautious and timid. He has been practicing tens of thousands of years and has never done anything to annoy the danger of breaking the same level.

He acts in an old-fashioned manner, and he is mean and vengeful. He secretly supported the Red Demon King, but did not think that the Red Demon King would die in Ning Fan.

As soon as I thought of the death of the Red Demon King, the cloud road was so angry that I couldn’t wait to give Ning Fan some lessons.

Ning Fan is useful to the Rain King. He naturally does not dare to kill Ning Fan, but if he only teaches Ning Fan a meal, the Rain King will never be angry.

"Where is Zhou Ming!"

The clouds and the gods are scattered, and there is no more than a million miles. I have already found the place where Ning Fan is.

As soon as I feel that Ning Fan is recovering from the room, the cloud road is cold and cold, "I heard that Zhou Ming’s child took a seven-turn medicinal medicine in the troll battle, and instantly possessed the broken power, crushing everything, the old man. This is also a taboo for him. Now it seems that he seems to be countered by the remedy, and it is true that if you don’t have serious injuries, you can say it."

"He was so hurt that the old man didn't even have to teach him anything. He only knew that he would be interrupted by his healing. He would definitely increase his rebellion, and he would not be allowed to be ruined once he was a child.

The cloud road is overcast and smiles. It directly crosses countless customs in Beiliang, and it has crossed countless distances and descended to Beiliangdu County.

When he was young, he was poisoned by cold and fire, and he stayed rooted in the disease. He was most afraid of cold and fear.

As soon as Fang Yi descended to the North Liangdu County, he immediately slammed into the sleeves of Tian Meng. "The area is snowy, and the old man is scattered!"

I don't know what kind of supernatural power he made. The wind and snow that has not stopped for many years in Beiliangguo has been stopped by Yundao's dry sleeves.

The giant engine led some troll monks to greet them. When they saw the magical way of dispelling the wind and snow, they were all shocks in their hearts.

"I am waiting for the troll monk, I have seen the dead man!"

"Humph!"

The Yundao looked at the people who didn't look at the greet, and smiled coldly. It was taken out in a very welcoming step, disappeared without a trace, and went straight to the house of Ningfan in the county.

"This person is so rude," a young troll monk whispered.

In the next moment, the young monk suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, and his body flesh and blood withered, leaving only the skinny bones, became a horrible corpse!

"Dare to talk about the old man's right and wrong, it is really tired! Hey, er, and other district ants are repaired, and then another person chews his tongue, the old man will wash the troll family, let Er and others regret it!"

There is no doubt that the killer is the cloud, but no one can see how the cloud is dry.

Once again, I heard the overbearing tone of Yundao’s dryness, who dared to offend the cloud.

"There is a bad person, I don't know if Zhou Daoyou may cope with this trouble." Giants sighed.

The cloud road has directly crossed countless distances, crossed over a large number of defenses, and descended outside the courtyard of Ningfan.

A gray coat, a smirk like a snake, cold and cold,

"Zhou Ming! The old man told you to come out, are you deaf! Why not come out!"

The cloud road is so bad that it is the individual who sees that he is hostile to Ning Fan.

Some trolls and sorcerers want to block, but they are swayed by the cold, serpentine eyes of the clouds. All the bodies are shuddering and soft to the ground, and they can't move half a point!

Ordinary monks are not qualified to stand in front of the broken and strong!

This is the real broken and strong, broken and angry, tens of millions of corpses, who can block!

The moon volley and other women are all looking at Ning Fan at the Ningfan Courtyard. When they see the cloud road coming down here, and the people who come here are not good, they all face a big shock, and they hurriedly appeared in front of the cloud road.

I don’t know where to hide in the red dress. When I see the cloud road appearing, it’s cold and bloody, and my eyes are a hint of jealousy.

"It’s actually the cloud road coming in! This cloud road's 'three dry three glory' technique is extremely powerful. It is not easy to win the broken one by the emperor. It is not easy to win him! But Zhou Ming has it for me. Great use, if this person dares to hurt Zhou Ming in the face of the emperor, the emperor is fighting but seriously injured, but also to protect Zhou Ming!"

The cloud road squinted at the women and did not agree.

Although these women's qualifications are good, but the highest is only to ask the empty, no one can block his footsteps.

He wanted to cross the women directly into the inner court and teach Ning Fan a little. But when his eyes fell on the red clothes, he suddenly did not come to the vest for a cold, and took his footsteps.

The red dress reveals that it is only a glimpse of the emptiness, but the cloud road is dry and feels a sense of danger from the red body.

"Who is this woman!" Yundao looked at the red dress and turned over the characters who could not be offended in his mind, but in any case, I couldn’t think of any terrible confrontation with a red woman.

He was cautious all his life, and he did not dare to provoke the red dress for a time, but the plan to teach Ning Fan was still not dispelled.

He stood outside the courtyard of Ning Fan, looking at a few women in the cold, Shen Sheng,

"The old man came with the command of the rain emperor, and the speed is called Zhou Ming to come out and see me, no mistakes!"

"Big brother, he is healing, it is not appropriate to see the guest for the time being." Xu Qiuling explained coldly that she did not like the tone of the cloud road, but she knew that she could not offend the cloud, and that she would be the enemy of Ning Fan.

When she said half of it, she was interrupted by the cloud.

"The old man did not ask the reason! In any case, the old man was ordered to come, Zhou Ming must immediately roll out to see me! The old man did not have time to wait for him, after the order of the rain queen was passed, the old man would return to the dry valley and continue to study the old man's 'virtual God's Techniques, how can I waste time here! The old man only counts three. If this week, the old man will not show up again, the old man will have to force him in. I hope that you juniors, no one can stop the old man!"

"What! You can't be strong." Xu Qiuling showed an urgent color. She was afraid that Yundao would be disturbed when she was admitted to the hospital.

The cloud road has ignored all the eagerness of the women, just indifferently,

"One!"

"two!"

"three!"

The cloud road is overbearing and indifferent, and does not give anyone face.

After counting the three interest rates, he made a big step and went straight into the courtyard of Ningfan. He raised his hand and played a strong wind. He went to the house where Ning Fan was located, and looked at the posture. He wanted to bring Ning Fanlian to the yard. Landing.

Even the attack of the cloud road is more powerful than the general rush.

All the women are shocked, such a terrible attack, even when Ning Fan is full, it is not easy to block, not to mention the time when Ning Fan was injured.

This cloud road has a sinister and sinister mind. It is clear that I want to take care of Ning Fan when I am injured, so that Ning Fan’s injury is aggravated!

The red **** scorpion flashed a trace of cold, and at the moment when the cloud road was dry and steadied in the courtyard of Ningfan, she had decided to block the attack of the cloud road and give the cloud road an unforgettable lesson.

She will not watch the cloud road hurt Ning Fan!

I never thought that the red clothes had not yet been shot, and a terrible spell power suddenly swept across the entire northern country!

The momentum came from Ning Fan’s room, and it’s stunned by the clouds.

I saw a strange black fire ring flashing, and the entire courtyard was burnt into a fly ash to dissipate, and even a piece of rubble did not exist.

The fire ring is still spreading, the earth is burned into fly ash, the mountain river is burned into fly ash, the wind and snow are burned into fly ash, and all the obstructed things are gone under the fire ring!

In the snow, Ning Fan stood quietly on the site of the courtyard, and at his feet, he stepped on a huge black fire map.

The array is burning with a black fire that is like a virtual reality. The firepower of terror makes the space sizzle.

Ning Fan stood above the **** sea array, just like a fire emperor.

His figure became extremely light, as if it were to be dissipated in this world, there were countless black-fired butterflies.

He still looks like his eyes closed, and the soul is still comprehending the spell in the tomb. The body only feels dangerous, instinctively moves, and displays the enchanting technique that has just been realized.

Ning Fan simply does not know that he is facing a broken virtual person, just lift his fingers, and it is a finger to the cloud road, the black hair suddenly dances, the magic is soaring!

That one refers to the strong magic, absolutely can not find a second person under the broken!

Along with this pointing, the black sea of ​​fire at the foot suddenly gave birth to millions of black butterflies.

One million butterflies condensed into one, and turned into a huge black butterfly, proudly flying in the night.

Above the wings of the fire butterfly, a black halo shines.

The black halo is a ring of heavenly rings!

"Butterfly, illusory!" Ning Fan said indifferently.

For a moment, the giant butterfly suddenly swayed the butterfly wing, and did not see any fire in the sea. However, all the things that were blocked in front of the butterfly wing disappeared into the ash!

Whether it is a mountain river, or the dark night, or even the moonlight!

The moon was stunned with a small mouth. She cultivated the power of moonlight, but she never saw any magic spells that could burn the moonlight!

The red **** stunned, her eyes fell on the giant butterfly, can not believe that Ning Fan can cast such a powerful spell.

As for the cloud road, the old face that he did not move for all things, for the first time, the color of panic.

When the huge black fire butterfly pointed the butterfly wing to the cloud road, it suddenly slammed.

For a moment, the clouds of the ruined and powerful people were dry, and they were screaming.

The red dress was not good, and the women and other troll monks were moved away from the 10,000 miles.

Only the cloud road is in the attack range of the giant butterfly, and it cannot escape.

The night was burned and the moonlight was burned out!

Within ten miles of the cloud road standing, there is no flame burning, but everything is burned to fly ash!

The cloud road is ruined, and the body is stronger than the body of the fourth body of the golden body, but there is no sign to burn its black fire, burning him pain, and the injury is getting heavier!

The most unpredictable thing about the cloud road is that his already deficient Yuanshen was ignited by the black fire, burning wildly, and burning a few ash to dissipate!

He tried his best to extinguish the weird black fire, but found that the black fire turned out to be a virtual fire, and it could not be extinguished by ordinary means!

He was not good at dealing with the fire and fire, and was attacked by the black giant butterfly at the moment, almost scaring him to death!

Black Butterfly first swayed the butterfly wing, and the cloud road vomited and shed blood three steps.

Black Butterfly twitched the butterfly wing for the second time, and the cloud road vomited blood and spit out ten steps.

Black Butterfly twitched the butterfly wing for the third time, and the cloud road was retired for 50 steps, and some of them were standing unstable!

He couldn't stop the spell of Ning Fan!

If Ning Fan does not stop the spell, he only knows that the giant butterfly has shaken more than ten butterfly wings, and he may even die in the hands of Ning Fan!

How can this be! How is this possible!

A broken and powerful person is about to die in the hands of Ning Fan, and Ning Fan is still in a state of lethargy, just instinctively casting spells!

"Xian, Xianshu! This technique is not an immortal technique, but it is infinitely close to the fairy tales! Even the ecstasy of the old man can be ignited!"

"It’s terrible! It’s terrible! The district’s questionable monk can even use the magical technique! Who can dare to provoke this kind of questioning!”

For a moment, the cloud road was terrified and regretted.

Yundao’s dryness only thought that Ning Fan’s display of fairy tales was a revenge on his attack on Ning Fan’s courtyard.

Seeing that the black giant butterfly will still shake the butterfly wing for the fourth time, the cloud road will swallow a blood, and the eyes will be crazy.

No! No! In any case, he can't die here, and die under this terrible fairy!

Even if it is to fight but the body is destroyed, even if he only escapes the god, he will save his life!

"Not good! This cloud road is going to blew the gods!" The red eyes were shocked. How could she not think of how Ning Fan would display such a powerful fairy technique, forcing a broken virtual person to smash the flesh.

In the cloud road, I prepared the ‘self-destructive’ dog blood, and Ning Fan suddenly spewed out a blood and woke up.

His mana was collected, and the black giant butterfly above the sky and the fire sea map under his feet were dissipated.

"Hey, this flaming technique seems to be a bit too high. Unless I am a little higher, it is not enough to completely control this technique. I am not using this technique to vomit blood, or this technique is out of control, even me. I will kill myself, this predecessor, who are you, why vomit blood in my yard? Hey, what is my yard?"

Ning Fan’s eyes were fascinated, and he looked at the horrified cloud road, and he felt very inexplicable.

What terrible things did he do when he was asleep? Otherwise, why is this broken and powerful person so afraid of him?

Why are the mountains and rivers and houses in all directions burned to ashes?

"Hey, dare to ask who the predecessors are, what advice does the troll family have, but what about me?"

Although Ning Fan does not recognize the dryness of the cloud, but can detect the broken and empty atmosphere of the cloud, so it is very polite to the cloud.

I never thought that Ning Fan had just stepped closer to the cloud road, but saw that the cloud road was as evasive as the gods, and he hurried back a few steps, and opened the distance with Ning Fan, fearing that Ning Fan would be close to him.

"Let's stay away from the old man! Don't come over, don't come over! The Taoist friends have something to say, so the old man is the rain queen, you can't kill me!" The cloud road is still in extreme horror.

His courage is not big, he has been cautious in his life, and he has lived a long life of broken ancestors for so many years. He once thought that he would almost die in Ning Fan today, and he really scared him.

Don't mention the revenge for the Red Devils. Now that his relatives have been killed by Ning Fan, he will never dare to take revenge!

Now it is to give him ten gallbladders, and the clouds do not dare to provoke Ning Fan!

Ning Fan is terrible, terrible! An immortal almost killed him in a flash, and he was a smashed man, and he almost died in Beiliangguo!

Ning Fan's thoughts flew, looking at the ruins of the film, and then look at Su Yan, Xu Qiuling and other women can not help but come to the eyes, there is a faint guess.

"Why did I accidentally hit the smoldering technique when I was slumbering, and this smashed smashed into a serious injury?!"

puff!

Minque first laughed.

Her brother-in-law is so talented that she can cast spells in a coma, and she can cast a spell to kill the cloud.

In this matter, no one will believe that going out.

"You are fine, I will leave. He called Yundao dry, just want to hurt you, do not have to be polite to him." Red clothes coldly, turned and disappeared into the snow.

As soon as I heard the red dress, Ning Fan looked at the dry eyes of the cloud and began to have a cold feeling.

"It turned out to be a friend of Yundao, disrespectful and disrespectful. Daoyou is the four masters of the rain world. It is a master of the world. I don’t know what advice I have for this remote land of the troll family!"

Was swept by Ning Fan's cold eyes, and the cloud road was chilled, and immediately lost his smile.

"Daoyou can even display the magical skills. The old man dares to teach the Taoist friends, huh, huh, a misunderstanding. It is a misunderstanding that the old man came to the troll family, but he was given the order of the rain emperor. I don't know if the friend wants to get the title of 'Ming Wang' or the title of 'Su Yi Hou'."

"Ming Wang? Su Yi Hou?" Ning Fan slightly stunned, he wants to get the Wang Hou seal? (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!)