Grasping Evil

In other words, Yunling will set off the tower of the rain tower, and the pagoda will immediately become a giant, and the silver light will be a star.

This tower seems to have been hit hard by anyone. There is a horrible sword mark on the tower, and the tower is almost split in half.

This tower must have been a terrible treasure, and it was half-destroyed by that sword. The power was greatly damaged, and the magic weapon of the horror was revealed!

The sky began to appear numerous clouds, becoming cloudy and drizzle into heavy rain.

From the pagoda, suddenly the sound of millions of babies crying, haze, audible scalp.

A haze of sorrow spread, and the monks around Yunshan did not come to chill.

In the far distance, the three broken princes stood on the ground and watched the battle.

Among the three people, one is dressed in a green shirt, and the look is warm and jade. If the eye is a secluded pool, the hand is a folding fan.

One person is wearing a red armor, his eyes are mad, his body is arrogant, and his shoulder is a fiery red spear.

One person is wearing a black robes, with a knife and a scorpion, his eyes are illusory, and his mouth is full of laughter.

See Yunling’s demonstration of the towering tower of the rain, Yunxiaoxiang reveals a faint smile. “Yunling has made a big fuss, and it is not necessary to use this treasure to deal with a child. Even if this Ningfan can sweep the other seven halls, but with Yunling The gap is still huge. Ning Fan? Aside from the physique of his non-extinguishing body, this is not worth mentioning..."

"The second brother said very much! A district in the district, a child, actually madly swept through the nine halls, let him eat some losses in Yunling, will know that there are days outside the sky, people outside!"

"The two emperors believe that Ning Fan will be defeated?" Yun Youmu is still illusory, with a deep smile.

"The tower of the rain tower is very powerful. You and I all know it. This treasure was once the treasure of the fourth brother. It was the treasure of the first battle of my rain temple! The father of the emperor had high hopes for the fourth brother, and he wanted to train it as the next A generation of rain emperor, unexpectedly, Yun Tian decided that the fourth brother was killed. Even this tower of rain was half destroyed, Wei can go to 90%..."

In the clouds, I hate to bite my teeth, but a moment of sneer, "But even if only 10% of the towers of the rain tower are left, it is enough to sweep all the monks under the broken, that is, I will wait for the repairs, and I will not dare to face them." This tower. The more the demon spirits of this tower are killed, the stronger the power, the more the master is to sacrifice this treasure, and within tens of thousands of years, this treasure kills millions of demons... well? Why didn't you come? He didn't mean to rectify this Ningfan child, why didn't he see him for a long time."

The seven brothers asked in the clouds. It is the seven emperor Yun Chonghong.

"Jinghong seems to be in an emergency retreat... I don't know if he retreats this time, but he touched the bottleneck of the broken two-day sky..." Yun Xiaoxiang frowned.

"He was injured." Yun Yumu suddenly made a noise, making the other two emperors stunned.

"Injured?! The stunned rainbow is a shrewd monk. Who can hurt him in this rainy world!"

"I don't know...but I guess, the shock of Jinghong is mostly related to this little guy of Ning Fan... Hehe. Don't think this little guy is very interesting, look at his eyes, so persistent... I really want to take him Cultivate it, and then... ruin!" Yun Youmu suddenly opened his vain eyes, revealing the snake's singularity, and licking his tongue.

"Impossible! This Ning Fan is only asking for imaginary repairs, ants like ants, how can hurt the rainbow! I bet you. This son can not win over Yunling, will be defeated under the tower of the rain! "The cloud does not agree."

"Yes, then let's make a bet... I firmly believe that this son can swept the eight halls, but what is the motive of this son, really is the enlightenment of the rain monument, or as the outside rumors. It is Liwei... I can't see through it..." Yun Youmu squinted and smiled.

The gloomy gas of the tower of Fengyu is getting heavier and heavier, and even Ning Fan feels a chilly chill.

Ning Fan brows deep lock, from the tower of the rain. He felt an extremely strong haze.

This tower does not know the specific power, giving him a very dangerous feeling.

If you fight with Yunling, even if you win, you will be seriously injured by this tower...

Ning Fan gently sighed, maybe he will be hurt by this tower, maybe he may not be able to defeat this tower, lost to the hands of Yunling.

However, in any case, this battle of the sky, he can not be embarrassed, can not retreat...

Just for the nine days of rain, just to find that figure... he must win!

There is a conviction in his eyes, and the conviction of the conviction, such as the brilliance of the golden light, has made countless monks look at the side: even if it is not the main yunling of the heavens, even if it is a broken monk, this war is also Must win!

No one can stop!

"No need to say anything, let's take it!" Ning Fan took a step, and the war was awkward.

"Hey! Since you are obsessed with it, the old man will no longer be merciful! Rain wheel, open!"

Yunling pointed to the giant tower, and the giant tower shed a circle of pale silver aura.

The moment when the aura was released, with Ningfan as the center of the circle, a huge circle of pale silver was immediately appearing at the foot of the ring, which seemed to sway in the heavens and the earth like a pale silver wave.

Ning Fan’s gaze was shocked. In the moment when the ring of the foot was ringing, the human body felt the great crisis. He did not hesitate to take off and retreat on the sea of ​​clouds!

In the moment he left, the ring of the ring suddenly lit up countless broken silver spots.

After the moment, millions of silver icicles, roots sharp like a sword, shot from the ring, the momentum is skyrocketing, to destroy all the obstacles in the sky!

Every icicle is enough to kill Yuan Ying, and millions of icicles work together. It is infinitely close to the power of a smashing and heavy heaven. It is only shot in a moment to the invisible sky, and the sky is cracked and exposed. Dark and empty!

The huge fluctuations are oscillating, and the entire Tianyun country is shaking fiercely!

The sound of a piercing sound of the pierced pierced countless monks and eardrums, and some monks who were poorly trained, directly under this sharp sound, deaf and bloody...

Rao is a very fast retreat, still stabbed by many icicles, there are several scratches on his face, and there is a shocking blood hole in his chest, bloody...

Recalling the horrible power of the tower of the rain, Ning Fan’s heart was shocked, and the circle of pale silver aura was very familiar to Ning Fan...

"That is...the spirit wheel?!"

Not wrong! This rain tower is a magic weapon of the ancient demon spirit, like a blood umbrella, a stove, but the power is far from the two treasures!

If this treasure is not damaged, you can kill Ning Fan with a single blow!

Not only can you kill Ning Fan, but you can also kill a monk who has broken the sky!

"Stupid brother. This tower of rain is not simple. If it is not damaged, at least it is a fairy treasure... Be careful..." In the Xuanyin world, Luo You worriedly reminded him.

"Ok, I know."

Ning Fan’s eyes showed a dignified color, and the black starlight in the body circulated, temporarily stopping the blood.

The rain tower caused an extremely serious injury. The healing power of 99 natal black stars is not enough to heal in a short time.

Ning Fan took a deep breath and stabilized his breath, his eyes sweeping toward Yunling. Undoubtedly, Yunling took out the tower of Feng Yu as soon as he took out his hand. He used all his strength and there was no intention of leaving a little bit of mercy.

That's all. Before the second attack of Yunling, Ning Fan must also come up with a real card.

An ink-colored mind is wrapped around the body, his eyes are gradually indifferent, even if he kills millions, he will not blink again!

The white clothes are instantly turned into black robes, and the black hair suddenly becomes longer and flies in the storm.

On the left, the demon pattern appeared, and the black clothes Ning Fan took a sudden step. Devilish!

A vast momentum has emerged from his body, and this momentum has reached the level of ordinary Taixu monks!

"Incarnation of the surgery?! This is the incarnation of the surgery, can actually make the monk instantly too vain?!" Yunling old eyes suddenly shocked, he has never seen such a strange incarnation!

Numerous monks in all directions exclaimed, no one expected that Ning Fan actually possessed such a card. When he was in white, he only asked for imaginary repairs, but turned into black clothes, but he could be cultivated as two realms. Too virtual!

Yun Youmu revealed a smile in his expectation. When he first met Ning Fan, he realized that it was very deep.

In the clouds, the eyes are sinking, and stubbornly said, "What is the technique of avatars? Even if the technique of avatar is too stubborn to possess, it is impossible for this child to block the attack of the tower of the rain! Second brother, you said Yunling can beat this child!"

Yun Xiaoxiang did not answer. Looking at Ning Fan with a gaze, the first time he brought the color of inquiry.

After a while, suddenly there was a glimmer of surprise in my eyes, and my heart was shocked.

"This is the famous technique of 'Imperial Emperor' of Taichang Emperor... The third 诀 念 诀 诀 诀 诀 魄 魄 魄 魄 ! 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此 此! It is rumored that this chanting is extremely difficult to cultivate. Every time you practice or not, you must drop half of your life. If you fail three times without success, you will lose your soul and die. In ancient times, this technique was lost. Before, many people have cultivated this incarnation, but among the 10,000 people, only one or two people can successfully cultivate, and those one or two must be the demon of obscurity that sweeps through the blood and dies. The rest will fall after three failures..."

"This technique has been lost for a long time. This child can find out that he is in the air! This technique is extremely dangerous. This man dares to practice this technique, which shows that he has a bold ambiguity! This son finally succeeded in practicing this technique, indicating that he is a There is no one in the middle of the devil! This son can't be underestimated... If he can't break it in his life, he will end up in the crowd. But if he is hopeful in this life, the climate will be over, and I am afraid that there will be no one in the rain. Can suppress him, that is, the father can not suppress it... This is a more difficult person to suppress than Yuntian, and this matter must be reported to the father!"

Where does Yunxiaoxiang have the mind to watch the battle, and directly break away from the void.

At this moment, he must immediately go to the retreat of Yuhuang and inform the rain queen of his opinion.

It is not advisable to harm this child until after using this.

But once used, this child must be removed, otherwise one day, the second king, the second hall will appear in the rain world, and the temple will be on the same level!

In the clouds, I don’t understand why Yun Xiaoxiang has left.

Yun Youmu squinted and showed a disdainful smile. "The second brother finally saw that this is awesome...hehe..."

Black clothes Ning Fan proud of the sea of ​​clouds, cold and cold, step by step toward Yunling.

Every step has a kind of temperament!

Some people who have been repaired as bad people, only look at the face of Ning Fan, they feel that the sea is suffering, and God wants to crush!

Yunling did not dare to take a nap at the moment.

At this moment, Ning Fan gave him a strong sense of crisis!

Looking at the approaching approach, the imposing Ning Fan, Yunling dare to scorn, immediately pointed to the sky, once again urged the pagoda attack.

"Rainbow, now!"

A circle of pale silver rings appeared at the foot of the black clothes.

A silver light emerged, eventually turning into millions of icicles, stabbing Ning Fan!

laugh! laugh! laugh!

The rainstorm-like icicle attack rose from the foot, and in a moment, the black clothes Ning Fan stabbed the body and broke the long shadow of the ink, which was rendered in the sky.

Numerous monks glimpsed, and it was not expected that Ning Fan would not be able to escape the attacks of these icicles.

This is the strongest blow to the tower of the rain, even if it is a broken monk, it is not willing to face this attack!

Ning Fan smashed under the icicle rainstorm, is it difficult to die... is it dead?

"Su Yi Hou actually died under the attack of the tower of the rain... This tower of rain is a terrible power! It is the treasure that the rain hall once attacked the first..." countless monks sighed.

"No! He is not dead! Not good!"

Yunling suddenly screamed, but saw three feet in front of him, countless ink shadows suddenly scattered like a butterfly, suddenly wrapped in it!

In the moment when the ink was entangled, Yunling’s heart raised an extremely dangerous feeling, and it was too late to escape.

He is just an ordinary monk, but it may be possible to deal with the nine halls, but in the midst of being too weak, it is the weak.

He desperately urged the spirits of the treasure, but the treasures only shattered in the shadow of ink!

He wants to spur the rain tower to attack the ink on his body, but he dare not! If it is motivated, the indiscriminate attack on the tower of the rain tower is likely to kill even Yunling himself...

"Living... Stop! The old man admits defeat!" Yunling was terrified.

To answer him, there is only a voice of indifference in the ink shadow, cold and without a trace of emotion.

"Ink distraction!"

laugh! laugh! laugh!

Countless ink shadows are like Jianguang, flooding Yunling.

Among the ink shadows, Yunling screamed, life and death do not know! The tower of the rain lost its master's control, and it has withdrawn from the treasure and fell to the ground.

The ink shadows are scattered, re-condensed into a black youth, the youth is extremely injured, and the sleeves will be taken away.

"This tower is half-destroyed, but its power is not weak. It belongs to me..."

He palmed the neck of Yunling and lifted it. At this moment, Yunling’s body was ragged and bloody, and there was no good meat in his body. He almost fell under the ink distraction.

He still has a hint of breath, the reason why he did not die, naturally because of Ning Fan's mercy.

"Take me to see the raindrops!"

"Yes...Yes..." Yunling's face was scared. At this moment, Ning Fan only needs to attack the earthquake and kill him. He dares not to obey the command of Ning Fan!

Ning Fan is very strong and very strong! Even if Yunling is quite a couple of people who are very sympathetic, it is not necessarily a rival of Ning Fan!

As for Ning Fan’s taking away his magic weapon, he even dared not have a half-sense complaint...

The whole Yunshan is in a deadlock, and the sound of air-conditioning is everywhere!

Yunling Temple’s main Yunling was also defeated, and the imperious monk was defeated in the hands of Ning Fan!

As for the Yangtian Temple, you don’t have to look at it... The nine halls of the Rain Hall, the nine temple owners, Ning Fan’s strength is the first!

Lord of the Red Heaven, the Nine Halls are invincible!

The owner of the Red Heaven Palace successfully swept the sky cloud, saying that the entire Tianyun country will be shocked, and the entire rain world will vibrate!

...

Tianyun second place, Yangtian Temple.

The new owner of the Yangtian Temple is a monk who has just glimpsed the illusion, named Lu Zhi.

When Lu Zhi received the jade of the battle of the scorpion that came from under the squad, she was trembling.

When Ning Fan, who was blood-stained and sorrowful, appeared in Yangtian Temple, Lu Zhi was almost scared on the ground.

I don’t have to open my mouth, I have expressed my attitude very consciously, but I can’t help but tremble.

"Su, Su Yihou want to see Yang, Yang, Yang Tianyu monument, old, old husband has no responsibility, Ren, any opinion..."

"Very good, lead the way!" Ning Fan's cold eyes swept through Lu Zhi, Lu Zhi only felt that the sea was a pain, as if it had been scraped by a knife.

His expression became more and more scared and he was deeply convinced of one thing.

Su Yi Hou is terrible, anyone can offend, do not offend Su Yi Hou...