Grasping Evil

Seven turns of the product of the wound medicine was left to the charm morning by Ning Fan.

He returned to the seven plums, took away the bird, and went to the grave of the ghost bird.

When Xiao Mingque left the cemetery privately, she must have been very anxious.

I haven’t seen the singer in the past few years, and I’m sure I miss it.

The two came to the Ghosts of the Daggers, and did not use the transfer of the earthen temples to transmit the ground.

Ning Fan directly grabbed the waist of the Mingque, and applied the bandit technique to sneak into the ground under the 100,000 feet.

The weight of the 100,000-foot land is enough to crush the Jindan monk, but it is not worth mentioning for Ning Fan.

The two appeared on the first floor of the cemetery, and they were dark and the sky was rainy and rainy.

The rain on the first floor of the cemetery is a spring rain.

Ning Fan reveals the color of remembrance, holding a blood umbrella, and accompanying the bird to walk in the spring rain.

The Mingque was full of worries, and looked at Ning Fan while screaming at the five-way medicinal herbs.

"Cake brother, when I left the cemetery privately, I didn't say goodbye. Ah Gong must be very worried, very angry... Waiting to see Ah Gong, you can help me to say good things, don't let Ah Gong beat me ass.. ."

"Stupid girl, your grandfather seems to be indifferent and harsh, but it is very good for you. He sees you returning safely, and he is too happy to be happy. How can he be willing to beat you... He is your grandfather, your loved one..."

"Really! Agong really won't beat me!" The bright black awns in the eyes of Mingque's black paint flashed and immediately rose.

When I raised my hand, I even let go of a sigh of relief...

In the half month of Ning Fan entering the demon forest. Mingque has already eaten all the medicinal herbs on his body, breaking through the virtual realm...

When returning to the city of Qimei. Seeing the breakthrough of the questionable Xiao Mingque, Ning Fan is speechless.

It’s only a year since she broke through the voyeurism, and even broke through the question... This speed of cultivation is too amazing!

However, if you think about it, it is reasonable and reasonable for Xiao Shantou to quickly break through the question.

The seal of the Mingque has a false poison, which was sealed by Ning Fan forty years ago. That is the poison of the Taikoo's tail, and there is a huge amount of demon.

The mana of the sinister poison is equal to the sum of all the mana of a martyr.

Before breaking through the voyeurism, Mingque did not refine the venomous mana.

However, after breaking through the glimpse of the imaginary, Mingque was carrying five medicinal herbs. On one side, the power of refining the demon, the mana more than doubled in one year, thus breaking through the realm of questioning in one fell swoop...

Xiao Dan is really against the sky, but the poison has been thoroughly refining her, and there will be no such horrible upgrade speed.

Want to break through the rush, you can only smash six remedies...

"Cake brother, I want to be a public. I want to rain baby, I want a wolf baby, I want to take medicine baby..." Mingque is happy, Ning Fan just smiles and listens, goes down.

The second floor of the grave, Xia Yu.

The third floor of the grave. No rain.

The fourth floor of the grave, autumn rain.

The fifth floor of the grave, ice and rain.

Ning Fan Li was on the fifth floor of the Tomb. In the same year, the fire pit of the Mingque Alchemy was still in place.

He still remembers the sentiment that he heard here.

What is rain? I turned my hand to the cloud and covered my hand with rain!

At that time, I laughed at the gods and monsters of Ning Fan. Seeing Ning Fan appear one by one, all of them are on the ground. I dare not look at Ning Fan.

In their eyes, the white-haired youth with a blood umbrella is too dangerous to easily kill all the monsters on the fifth floor!

These fierce beasts will never think of it. The white comet in front of us is a little mellow 40 years ago.

"Cake brother, they looked down on you that year, do you want to repair and repair them!" Mingque reveals a cute little tiger tooth, puts on a golden crown, waved a powder punch, and wanted to wear a frame with these fierce beasts.

"The past is gone, go to the sixth floor..."

Ning Fan gently caught the pink palm of the bird, and held it in his hand to prevent her from running around.

Holding the blood umbrella, all the way through the ice and rain, the ice is no longer biting, can only give Ning Fan a weak cool, nothing more.

The sixth floor of the cemetery...Sword rain!

Kill with the heart, kill the sword, use the sword to rain, kill the rain with rain...

This rain is the rain of killing, but it is no longer able to shake the mind and mind with the help of killing.

Ning Fan walked on the sixth floor of the burial mound, and the gods scattered for 200,000 miles, and the eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

Weird, very weird...

Within the sixth floor of the burial mound, there were not so many sinful beasts in the same year.

At that time, there were at least a hundred murderous beasts here, but now there are only fifty or six sporadic heads left. It seems that they have been seriously wounded. When they saw Ning Fan, they immediately shivered.

There are many traces of collapse and fighting in the mountains and rivers in all directions...

"Hey, the sixth layer should have a lot of demon babies in the middle of the year, how can there be only a few now..." Even the Mingques saw the same.

Ning Fan frowned, distracted and explored the mana atmosphere left in this place.

The master of destroying the mountains and rivers here is very familiar...

"It turned out that it was he who killed and killed a lot of murderous beasts here... Go to the seventh floor."

Ning Fan seems to have speculation, directly holding the Mingque to the seventh floor of the grave.

Forty years ago, there were six broken and heavy monsters in the seventh floor of the cemetery. Now there is only half of them...

The thunderstorm on the seventh floor is still violent, still containing the sentiment of the **** of the gods... the thunder is on the ground, it is going to rain, I want to kill!

But the mountains and rivers within a million miles have been flattened, and the landscape is no longer the same!

Ning Fan’s thoughts were scattered, and six extremely thick residual suffocates were found in the seventh floor, each of which was left behind by ruin.

Although it is guessed who killed these fierce beasts, Ning Fan is still deeply shocked... The six-layered six-headed murderous beast has all died in that man's hand!

"Hey? The six-story broken demon baby on the seventh floor is all gone..." Mingque is different.

"They are all dead and killed by people." Ning Fan faintly said.

"How, how come! The six demon babies here are all broken and smashed, who is so powerful. They even killed them all... It’s terrible!" Minque's mouth was surprised to close.

"Go to the eighth floor and see..."

The eighth floor of the grave, the rain against the sky!

Ning Fan and Mingque step into the eighth floor. As soon as I saw the devastated land, I immediately felt the suffocating sigh of this place and immediately sighed.

"You don't have to look at it. The broken scorpion monsters on the eighth floor are all dead..."

In the eighth floor of the year, there were three broken and strong, two third and one fourth... all attacked Ning Fan.

Now there are only three suffocates left by the broken and dead people in the eighth floor... There is no doubt that all the broken scorpions, including the snake scales, are dead...

"So many broken demon babies are dead. Agong will not be dangerous! Who is it, who entered the cemetery and killed so many broken demon babies! I am going to find Agong, I am so worried, I can’t Dead!" Mingque almost cried.

Ning Fan smirked the beheaded dagger and comforted him. "Stupid girl. You haven't seen it yet. The person who killed the sixth floor from the sixth floor is exactly what you are. In addition to him, Who else in the rain world is so strong, kills all the nine evil spirits in the grave?..."

"Oh, is that the case? That is to say that the police are innocent? I am scared to death. I thought that Agong had an accident." Mingque patted the chest cutely and restored the smile.

Ning Fan sighs slightly, even if it is the master of the rain emperor, Yun Tianyu, it is impossible to kill the ninth head of the cemetery.

The sacred tree can kill nine broken pieces with one person's strength, and its cultivation is unimaginable!

Among the nine broken and fierce beasts. The highest monk is the fourth most ruined, but all died in the hands of the sin.

I remember that there were 100,000 sacred avatars in the same year. One hundred thousand avatars are combined into one, and they are condensed into one avatar.

In the case of a single body, there is a repair of the broken five-fold sky. How high is the body of the sacred tree?

Ning Fan did not think about this problem in the past, but he was very interested in knowing it.

He and the Mingque went to the entrance of the ninth floor of the Tomb. There was a little old man standing like a stump, gloomy zombie face, screaming at the clear-headed bird, and the turbid old eyes clearly had a hint of joy, but Deliberately disgusting,

"Hey! Smelly girl! Now I know how to go home, do you know how worried the old man has been in these forty years!"

This little old man is the avatar of the sacred tree, revealing the momentum of the broken five heavens.

He screamed coldly, and Minque immediately had a sore nose, and wowed on the ground and cried. "Agong is sorry, Mingque knows the wrong, and the Mingque won't dare..."

Mingque is crying, the short old man immediately reveals the distressed color, approaching the front, blaming himself, he even cried the innocent and cute little Mingque, mistakes, too mistakes...

"Agong is not good, Ah Gong should not marry you, Mingque does not cry." The little old man is helpless, I don't know how to lick the bird.

"You give me a lot of medicine baby, I don't cry..." Mingque sighed a few times, but his eyes were a little sly.

The color of this sorrow has been overwhelmed by the chaos of care, but it is not as good as it is.

Ning Fan cried and laughed, and Mingque sneaked to the endless sea this time. It was really bad to learn, and he would cry out.

In order to make Mingque no longer cry, the short old man naturally promised everything. "Well, how many elixir you want to eat, don't cry, my little ancestors, don't cry the body."

Mingque is a questionable monk, will cry body? It’s so sweet to be a singer.

Ning Fan shook his head and grabbed the collar of Xiao Mingque and picked her up from the ground. "No crying. If you cry again, I will not give you alchemy any more in the future."

"I, I, I, I don't cry, I don't cry immediately!" Mingque face looked at Ningfan's sleeves, wiped the nose and tears, and broke into laughter.

A glimpse of his sorrow, his mind has long been a human essence, and the previous things were concerned with chaos. At this moment, he immediately realized that he was cried by the fake bird's fake, and he was really a little dumbfounded.

But when he saw that the bird was safe and sound, he was more happy than anything else, and naturally he could no longer slap his face with a clear face.

After a detailed investigation of the bird repair, the singer immediately changed his face. "It took only 40 years, and your body's venom was completely refining! And your cultivation has reached the virtual realm! This is really. .. really..."

Even the super master of the singer was shocked by the horrible cultivation speed of the bird.

"I can quickly improve the cultivation, refining and poisoning, thanks to the cake brother gave me a lot of delicious Dan cakes..." Mingque pulled Ningfan dirty sleeves. Looks very close to relatives.

It’s a glimpse of the meditation, and this is a careful look at Ning Fan.

"It's you!"

Ning Fan is speechless. He has no sense of existence, so that he can ignore him directly, and he only sees him now.

"You have actually broken through the realm of voyage!" The glory is another shock.

The Mingtou small steamed bun is also the Dan magic body, but also the blood of the Taikoo King of the Kings.

However, according to the observation of the year of the Tang Dynasty, Ning Fan has absolutely no special constitution.

Although the practice is too ancient magic, it is only the yin and yang to change this magic, not the top of the magic.

Only four decades have passed. Ning Fan would have been trained to ascend to the realm of refining, which is more shocking than the Mingque refining...

For the first time in 40 years, For the first time, Ming Luo looked at Ning Fan from the perspective of cultivation.

He looked at Ning Fan in detail, and felt extremely terrible from Ning Fan, and immediately his old eyes shook.

The horror of suffocating, it is clear that the strong who killed the broken five heavens can be left behind!

In addition to the smashing suffocation, Ning Fan has a lot of arrogance. It is enough to show how much blood he has smashed in these forty years...

"This child can break through the realm of refining at the age of five hundred bones. It is no accident! This genius is not a top generation, but this kind of heart is afraid that some broken devils in the tree world can't compare with it!"

The singer was just looking good, and suddenly he was holding a fist in the Ning Fan. "The little girl is not sensible. It runs out of the grave, thank you Xiaoyou for bringing her back safely! I owe you a favor!" If you have any difficulties and need help, but say no, the old man will definitely help!"

Ning Fan smiled slightly, and things were going smoother than he thought.

He has not spoken yet. The singer has consciously promised to give him a shot.

Repaying the ritual to the meditation, Ning Fan did not mention the help first. Instead, he asked, "Dare to ask the predecessors, the sixth, seventh, and eighth layers of smashed and sinful beasts, but the predecessors killed."

"Yes! The eighth layer of snakes and other children, when the shots to the Mingque, the old man naturally can not let them go, all killed. As for the other layers, cough and cough, count their bad luck, Mingque secretly steals Leaving the grave, the old man was worried all day, and he was upset, but they were still angry with the ghosts called the old man..."

Needless to say later, it is clear that because of the bad mood of the Mingque, the murder of all the broken and fierce beasts...

A tyrannical sacred tree, it is good for a bird, and so cruel to others...

Fortunately, Ning Fan and Mingque have a deep friendship, and they are friends with the Ming Luo. If they are in a bad mood in the future, they will not be able to find Ning Fan to vent their anger.

"There are still some problems in the younger generation. What is the realm of the predecessors of the predecessors?" Ning Fan asked.

"Do you want to know?" The old face of the zombie zombie squeezed out an ugly smile. The old eyes were quite proud of it. The answer was so that Ning Fan’s heart was shocked.

"The old man's deity tree is a demon!"

"Scattered demon!"

Ning Fan’s gaze was shocked, and the old man, who was wretched and short, was actually a demon master...

The demon, the scattered fairy, the devil... This character has stood at the peak of the broken realm, and there is no one in the next three realms.

The nine boundaries are divided into the upper three boundaries, the middle three boundaries and the lower three boundaries according to their strengths and weaknesses.

The Upper Three Realms are the devil world, the demon world, and the Tianxian world. They are the strongest three realms in the nine worlds, and there are also scattered fairy-level monsters sitting in the town.

The Sixth Boundary is the land of the immortals, the mountains and the fire. Although there is no scattered sage, the strength of the monks in the boundary is not comparable to that of the rain.

The lower three boundaries are the tree world, the sword world, the rain world, the tree world and the sword world are stronger than the rain world, and the rain world is the weakest...

The demon tree demon was born in the tree world, but it was cultivated into a demon. This is indeed amazing.

It is a pity that the singer can't leave the cemetery. If he can leave, he will only help Ning Fan to take a shot once, and he will be more than enough.

Ning Fan sighed in his heart, and he came to the cemetery this time, unable to take away the sacred deity, and at most he took the avatar of the ruined five heavens out of the cemetery.

And even if brought out, the avatar of the meditation must be rooted in the country, unable to leave the scope of the country's 50 million miles.

The role of the sacred avatar is at most to look after the nursing home, guarding the country...

"The younger generation has a way to bring the ancestors' avatars out of the cemetery. I wonder if the seniors would like to leave the cemetery and see the scenery outside?"

"Oh? Do you have this kind of skill?" The first time was a glimpse, and then I took a deep look at Ning Fan and smiled. "Boy, do you have something to ask for help?"

"Yes, the younger generation does have a way to let the predecessors leave the cemetery, but they can't leave the country's 50 million miles. The younger generations really have something to do... the younger generations are all over the country, hoping that when the younger generation is not there. The predecessors can protect them for a while. There are predecessors, even if the rain gods personally shot, can not hurt my close relatives." Ning Fan 恳 cut.

"The rain god, he is something, the old man's deity shot, three or two can destroy him... But what... Hey, you kid is a little greedy, the old man promised to help you a lot, you actually The old man is going to help you see the home nursing home. This busy old man can't help." The singer waved his hand and refused to help Ning Fan.

"Mingque is also one of my family members. She will also live in Vietnam. It is also possible to be in danger." The implication is that you don't show others a nursing home. Are you always willing to watch the bird?

Sure enough, as soon as I heard that the bird was in danger, I couldn’t hesitate. After a moment of indulging, I didn’t take a good look at Ning Fandao. “Good! Look at the face of Mingque, I will help you protect the Laos of the country. .. But the old man still wants to ask, do you really have a way for the old man to leave the grave and go outside to breathe?"

"of course!"

"Good! If you can really do this, the old man will help you to look after the country, the right and when you want to distract yourself, why not!" Luo Luoha laughed, how many years have he not left the grave?

"Right, the younger generation has a question to ask the predecessors... the broken scum of the predecessors, the body and flesh can still be kept?" Ning Fan suddenly asked.

"Keep it, it's a nine-headed murderous beast, and the flesh-and-blood demon is a good thing... eh? You want their corpse?"

"Think!" Ning Fan did not make a false statement.

"Oh? The old man is very curious, what do you want these corpses to do?"

"Winemaking, alchemy!" Ning Fan shines.

If all the blood of these nine broken and fierce beasts are brewed, and the flesh and blood of these fierce beasts will be refining and repairing, the mana and the gods will be skyrocketing!

"Alchemy old man has heard it, winemaking... Oh, the old man has not heard of someone taking the blood of the murderous beast. I am sorry, the old man did not say that these corpses are given to you, the old man is also a demon, swallow The corpses that serve them can be upgraded to..."

Unfinished words, Mingque suddenly did not rely on the sleeves of the Luo Luo, eyes can seem to shoot the innocent little stars, seeking guilt,

"Agong, good grandfather, the brother of the cake is good for me, you will give those corpses to him, okay..."

"He used the corpses to make alchemy. I can also eat it. I can also increase my mana. Can you say that? If you don't give those corpses to your brother, you won't hurt."

Under the eye-catching offensive of Mingque, Luo had a sigh of helplessness.

"Well, all the corpses are giving you a cake brother, and the old man is not going to be a one. This is the total line... Hey, the woman’s heart is out, the woman’s big is not staying...”