Grasping Evil

Tianyun fourth world, Zhu Tianjing!

A golden sword light cut through the sky, all the way to the Zhu Tian Temple where the Yunshan gallop!

It is a golden sword, and the speed is almost close to the broken monk!

Numerous Zhu Tianjing monks looked at the Jianguang, which was like Jinyang, and they were shocked.

What shocked them was not only the Jianguang, but also the person standing above Jianguang.

On the tip of the sword stood a cold youth, a white coat like snow, a body like a mountain, breath like rain, eyes like thunder!

He exudes a strong momentum throughout his body, and there is a strong war in the momentum!

"Su Yi Hou! This person is Su Yi Hou, I have seen this portrait!"

"What! This war-torn old monster is actually Su Yihou Ning Fan?! He is going to fight with people?"

"I don't know, but looking at his direction, I want to go to the Yunshan of Zhutian Temple..."

"Zhu Tiandian! What did he go to Zhu Tiandian?"

Ning Fan gallops all the way, passing through countless cities, does not care about anyone's arguments.

There is only the wind in his ear, there is only a cloud in front of his eyes, and there is only one belief in his heart. That is to defeat the eight temples of the rain temple and learn the complete secret of the rain!

All the way to gallop, half a day later, Zhu Tianjing's Yunshan is far away!

He took the sword and took back the ancient sword, and the figure landed at the top of Yunshan at an incredible speed!

The monks who guarded the temple door were all shocked. No one even saw how Ning Fan landed. The body was too fast!

Several monks of Zhu Tiandian have not yet seen the appearance of Ning Fan, and the voice of Ning Fan has spread in the Langshan Lang Lang, as if the thunder and thunder burst, in the ears of every Zhu Tiandian monk for a long time shock!

"Ningmou is the owner of the Red Heaven Temple. In order to borrow the rain monument, come to fight with Zhu Tiandian!"

In the hillsides of Yunshan Mountain. A bald old man is retreating.

As soon as I heard Ning Fan reverberate in the whole Yunshan language, I immediately looked cold and disdain.

"The old man has been practicing for seven thousand and four hundred years, and he has few rivals in the realm of rushing to the virtual world. A questionable monk in the district has come to challenge the old man. I really don't know how to be tall!"

The bald old man sneered, and turned into a gray light, and disappeared into the mountainside for a moment, appearing on the mountain!

He naturally heard of all kinds of rumors of Ning Fan, killing the world. But if you don’t see it with your own eyes, he doesn’t believe it!

He does not believe that the vast magic of Ning Fan, only believe in his own powerful!

He is the master of Zhu Tiandian, named Qiannan Hou, who is a rushing monk!

"Ning Fan! You are not an old man's opponent, you are not qualified to see my Zhu Tiandian rain monument. Quickly retreat!"

Minnan Hou is surrounded by a thundering thunder, and he screams, and the sound turns into an unimaginable wave of air, shattering all the clouds in the 300,000 miles!

Hundreds of Zhu Tiandian gods, respecting the old, one by one is not weak, at least the elementary baby, but in the momentum of the voice of Minnan Hou. No one can stand still!

"The momentum of the Lord... It’s so strong! Even if the other is Suyihou, you can’t beat the Lord!”

"The Lord of the House retreats this time, and he has a sentimental understanding of the 'Seven Thunder's Techniques'. The strength is much better. Su Yihou can't pick up the seven passions of the Lord!"

A heavy air wave was brought to the Ningfan, but when it was blown to Ning Fan, it was strangely separated.

Ning Fan’s eyes glimpsed Nanhou, faint.

"Your momentum, can't scare me, do it, don't shoot again. You have no chance!"

"The arrogance!"

Minnan Hou’s face was sinking, and he was asked by a monk or a monk for the first time in his life!

In his eyes, he rose up seven colors of thunder, ten fingers, and muttered in his mouth.

"Life is seven emotions. Heaven is seven Lei... A glimpse of joy, two anger, three sorrows, four thoughts, five sorrows, six sorrows, seven stuns... seven thunders!"

Yan Nan Hou suddenly raised his hand and waved a seven-color thunder flag. Within a radius of 300,000 miles, he immediately showed seven colors of thunderclouds. The seven-color thunder condensed into seven thousand-foot Thunderbolts.

The boxing of the Seven Thunder, it is the ordinary rushing monk can not take it!

If the seven thunders fall, the entire Yunshan will be destroyed!

"Not good! Once the lord of the temple is angry, there will be no distinction between the light and the hand. Su Yi Hou must be killed or injured, and my Zhu Tiandian is afraid to be destroyed in the fighting!" A group of Zhu Tiandian monks were shocked.

But what happened to everyone was unexpected!

Seven Rays has not yet fallen, and Ning Fan suddenly slams into the foothills, giving birth to a huge **** thunder, and all the seven-color Thunder are swallowed by Thunder.

Immediately called out the black fire eight wings, one step, suddenly disappeared without a shadow, leaving only a faint fire shadow in place...

For a moment, Minnan Hou only felt the scalp numb, and filled with the feeling of crisis!

Without hesitation, he pulled out and flew back, and immediately called out a treasure armor of Tian Xuan!

That is the treasure of Tian Xuan's top quality, enough to block the ordinary rush!

He retreats slowly, and Ning Fan's light is faster, only in the twinkling of an eye, has been deceived in front of him, one finger down, the finger is fine, the fingertips are almost too close!

"collapse!"

With a bang, Tian Xuan Bao Jia smashed, and Minnan Hou chest pain, vomiting blood and even hundreds of steps to stabilize the body, looking at Ning Fan!

He is the master of Zhu Tiandian, not the enemy of Ning Fan!

He even saw that Ning Fan’s finger was already in love, otherwise he would not be killed or injured, and there would be no strength to stand!

"Suyi Hou quickly stopped, the old man admit defeat, you have been qualified to watch the rain monument, and with the old man into the mountain belly!"

hiss!

Numerous Zhu Tiandian monks sucked in the air, and they were proud of the lord, not the enemy of Ning Fan...

Minnan Hou is in a difficult state of mind, I am afraid that I will leave a shadow in my life...

"But, this person is strong and terrifying. I am afraid that the strength is close to the imaginary monk. The old man is not the opponent of this person, he does not have to fight with him, and he can watch the rain monument. Anyway, this rain monument can never be anyone. Enlightenment...and he can’t understand the rain monument, and it’s bound to be hurt by the rain monument...”

The two entered the mountain belly palace, and Ning Fan stood in front of the Zhutiandian rain monument, and shed his thoughts and sank into the monument.

After a fragrant incense, Ning Fan did not stay for a moment, turned and left, leaving behind the misunderstood Minnan Hou.

"Why didn't he be shaken by the rain monument... It is reasonable to say that any monk who tries to comprehend the technique of Yuzu will be shocked by the rain!"

“Don't the rain monument fail?”

Minnan Hou carries the heart of inquiry. Dispel the gods and sink into the rain monument.

The next moment, a sound of vomiting and screaming in the palace of the mountain belly.

"Rainbow.. not bad..."

Minnan Houfu is like gold paper, he was almost directly killed by the rain monument...

Potholes, potholes! Why Ning Fan is not being shocked. He will be shocked by Nanhou!

Does Ning Fan realize the inheritance of Yuzu? Don't be kidding, how is it possible! The world of rain has been created for 150 million years, and no one has ever realized this technique!

He did not believe in killing him...

...

The fifth world of Tianyun, into a heavenly environment!

Ning Fan stepped on the golden Jianguang, and went to the heavens and clouds to gallop.

It’s been a day since the defeat of Minnan Hou. Only one day of hard work, he rumored to beat Minnan Hou quickly spread!

When the heavenly monk saw that Ning Fan entered, only everyone was shocked.

Ning Fan is not only to defeat Nan Hou, but to see the situation is to start from the Chitian Temple, around the Tianyun national territory, all the way to challenge the other eight temples!

purpose. It seems to be the monument to the undeserved Yuzu...

"Oh, I can’t think of this so strong, so I can beat Minnan Hou with one finger... Is he really trying to challenge the other eight temples?"

"The reason why Su Yi Hou and Yu Nanhou battle, is to watch the monument of Yuzu... The rain monument records the technique of Yuzu, but this technique cannot be realized. In my opinion, this Suyihou Watching the rain monument is a fake, it is true to find an excuse to challenge the Eight Temples."

"Li Wei? Su Yi Hou is said to be truly repaired just to ask the question. Can he really defeat the eight temple owners?"

Every time Ning Fan passed through a city, it caused a discussion about the city.

He didn't lose sight of his time, and he galloped all the way until he saw Yunshan. He took the ancient sword and his body shape suddenly appeared in the clouds and the volley stood outside the heavenly hall!

"Ningmou wants to take a look at the rain monument!"

"Hey! I want to see the rain monument, first win over the old man!"

A yellow robe old man seems to have been waiting for a long time, Huang Mang flashed. From the sky above Yunshan, and Ning Fan stepped on the sea of ​​clouds.

The old man named Huangpao is named Huanggu. He has the scent of emptiness and realm. The whole body is transformed into a piece of yellow maple leaf. It is the master of the temple!

Huang Gu has a big hand. A dark yellow flag has emerged in the palm of your hand.

"The old man's flag is called 'Yumu Cangfeng Banner'. After the hardship of the old man's fire for more than a thousand years, the power is unpredictable, and it is impossible to take over the vacancy. You can't take it!"

"Yes..." Ning Fan’s expression was unmoved.

"Hey! You don't know what to do, the old man will not be merciful! Mulong is now!"

Huang Gu’s mana was shocked, and the momentum shattered hundreds of thousands of miles of clouds, suddenly shaking the Emu Cangfeng flag.

Along with the magic weapon, hundreds of thousands of miles of ghosts of yellow maple leaves appeared, condensed in a seven thousand feet of deep yellow wood dragon.

The wooden dragon's eyes flashed fiercely, and a huge yellow beam of light was sprayed into the mouth of Ningfan.

The yellow light column attacked extremely fast, and the passing space was broken and fragmented. Its power was extremely strong, and it was stronger than the seven-lei technique of Minnan Hou.

Ning Fan did not look at the yellow light column, a little eyebrows, took out the shackles, raised a hand, and smashed the yellow light column into two pieces.

Immediately, the sword was taken away, the black hair danced with the wind, and the ten fingers slammed into the eyes.

At the moment when the fingerprints fell, with the wooden dragon as the center, a circle of black fire rings emerged in a circle, a total of 216 fire ring!

The entire sea of ​​clouds was swallowed by the sea of ​​fire, and when the eyes of the wooden dragons touched the black fire, the color of fear was revealed humanized.

The fire dragon screamed and was instantly burned into a fly ash by the black fire!

With a click, the flag of Huang Gu’s hand cracked a crack, which was actually destroyed as the wooden dragon was destroyed.

Huang Gu has not had the time to feel the pain of this life, Zhou Tian Huohai turned into a nine-headed black dragon, which has already rolled toward him!

The black fire dragon slammed very fast, only in a flash, the sea of ​​fire has flooded the yellow valley.

"what!"

In the sea of ​​fire, Huang Gu screamed, like a broken kite, fell out of the sea of ​​fire, fell into the sea of ​​clouds, fell heavily on the top of Yunshan, and took a giant pit on Yunshan.

Ning Fan opened his mouth and swallowed it. He swallowed the black fire into the belly and landed on the Yunshan Mountain in Chengtian Temple. He looked at the yellow valley where the hemoptysis was not seen in the crater.

"I have been merciful, otherwise you will die in the sea of ​​fire."

"Cough and cough... The old man thanked the Ning Dian for his mercy, so he took the Ning Dian to see the rain monument..."

Huang Gu climbed up from the ground, and he was very worried about the power of the black fire.

Before he fell into the sea of ​​clouds, but now he looks inside and finds that the injury is not heavy, naturally it is because of Ning Fan’s mercy.

Although Huanggu is arrogant, he will not know what to do. He immediately introduces Ningfan into the mountainside and watches the rain monument.

hiss!

One by one, the gods are respectful, and the gods are all stunned.

They know that the Lord is strong, especially the Emu Cangfeng flag is even more extraordinary, but only one round will be defeated in the hands of Ning Fan!

They did not believe that Ning Fan had lost the rumor of Nanhou. Now it seems that the rumors are true, and Ning Fan’s combat power has already been shocked and vulgar, fearing that it is already invincible!

Invincible!

With such strength, in addition to the three temples of the Heavenly Temple, the Heavenly Temple, and the Heavenly Temple, who can fight with Ning Fan!

"If Sushou Hou can defeat the Eighth Temple Lord by one's own strength, from this day, the Chitian Temple will become the first of the Nine Halls!"

laugh!

A golden sword light rushed out from the hillside of Yunshan, and ignored the surprise of anyone, all the way to the sacred temple!

Tianyun sixth world... 幽境境!

Within the secluded heaven, Fang Sheng stood proudly at the top of Yunshan, and his body exudes the momentum of invincibility, waiting for a battle with Ning Fan!

He knows that Ning Fan will come!

In the Song Dynasty, he did not fight with Ning Fan, and he was deeply regretted. Today, he will make up the battle of the year, and one of the winners!

"A decade ago, although he was stubbornly defeated and killed, but the strength should still be weak on the front line... After ten years, can this son fight with the old man!"

At this moment, the entire Tianyun country has been sensational, and countless monks rushed to the secluded space early, waiting to watch the battle between the Lord of the Red Heaven and the Lord of the Sky!

In the hope of countless monks, a golden sword light is on the Yuntian Temple!

Ning Fan pedals the golden ancient sword, traversing the top of the sea of ​​clouds, cold-eyed Yunshan, fighting for the sky!

"Fang Sheng, fight with me!!"