Grasping Evil

"Well, the corpse will be replaced by a person. Fortunately, even if you change the corpse, the plan does not need to change too much." The colorful old man shakes and laughs, saying to himself.

"The corpse?" The Emperor and the young man are all a glimpse, some are unknown.

With their experience, nature is not enough to know what the corpse is.

Ning Fan was glanced at the moment when he heard the word of the corpse.

In the ancient practice of the world, there has been a method of corpse to become a fairy, so that the monks will die before they die, in order to realize life and death, and to survive life and death.

The corpse of Ning Fan’s cultivation recorded the law of the corpse.

The essence of the corpse of the corpse is summed up in one sentence, that is, ‘death to death and then to be born’.

Repair the dead body first, and then solve the corpse.

In general, it is rare for a monk to become a monk, and one of the 10,000 people can succeed.

Many monks have died of autopsy, but they can't be reborn.

For Ning Fan, the success rate of the corpse is very high. If he completes the third corpse, the success rate of the corpse is at least 20%.

The odds of 20% are very high compared to the odds of one in ten thousand.

Of course, if the third corpse could not be completed, Ning Fan would not dare to try to resolve the corpse into a fairy. Without him, the failure rate was too high.

It is because of the high failure rate of the corpse, and the ancient monk has created another way to create a corpse, borrowing the corpse of others and swallowing others into a fairy.

Because the method of the corpse is not correct, and there are still some flaws in the method itself, the law is gradually lost.

Yu Huanggui is the emperor, but it is only the lower ant. It is not surprising that he has never heard of the corpse.

The young man, only the cultivation of the peak of the gods, has limited knowledge, and it is even more impossible to hear about the corpse.

Ning Fan glanced over the rain emperor, did not stop, and then swept the young man.

Ning Fan learned from the memory of Yuhuang. This young man is the four emperors of the Rain Temple - Yunfei Yang.

He is the highest qualified of several sons of Yuhuang, and his mind is the best choice.

He is the master of the tower of the rain, and is the next rain queen in the heart of the rain.

He was the most outstanding Qingjun in the rain world, until Yuntian decided to turn out and took away all his light...

He participated in the murder of Yun Tian, ​​and in the end, he was killed by Yun Tian.

Ning Fan’s gaze finally moved away from Yunfei Yang’s body. Falling on the colorful old man.

This person is full of colorful light, and ordinary people can't see his appearance.

Ning Fan can only hear a trace of old meaning from the voice of this person, guessing that the person's appearance is mostly a bit old.

In my mind, it echoed the words of Luo You.

The colorful light of the old man is the color of air transport.

This person has a colorful air transport, it is likely to be an upper bound Xiandi...

The age of the Emperor's palm. There are billions of worlds, and there are also billions of emperors.

Nowadays, there are not many emperors in the fairyland of the four days, only a hundred and ten people.

Of course, there is no secret emperor in the dark, it is not known.

Ning Fan motivates people, demon, and magic, wants to see the old man's colorful gas, and see the true appearance of the old man.

He will push his eye to the extreme. Gradually, I saw a silver hair from the gap in the transfer of colorful gas.

This colorful old man is actually a silver hair fairy!

This hair color is not the old white, but the silver like the stars, it seems to be dyed by this man's magical power!

There are not many emperors with this hair color...

Just seeing a silver hair, Ning Fan only knows the pain of the sea. The sword has collapsed by half, and it is a hit!

The third eye of the eyebrows suddenly disappeared, and then it was like a glass, and many cracks were broken. This was equally heavy.

As for the left and right eyes, the black blood flowed out and the eyes were equally injured.

Ning Fan was secretly surprised. He only spy on the appearance of the Emperor in the memory of the Rain Emperor, and he could not bear the pressure of the Emperor. Only a glimpse of the silver hair of the Emperor, it was so hugely countered.

If you look at the Emperor in the real world, I am afraid that the counter will be heavier. If you are not careful, you will lose your bones directly...

The weak, can't even see the face of the Qingren...

Knowing the sea and the people are heavy, Ning Fan does not regret it. After all, he saw the silver hair of the colorful old man. If he looks for this person in the future, he can naturally narrow down some scope.

Ning Fan is almost certain that the colorful old man in front of him is the chief culprit in the memory of his father and his mother.

He was pumped in the blood of the year, and most of them were drawn by this person.

When Ning Fan saw this person, there was a feeling of deja vu, which was unclear and unclear.

Ning Fan still doesn't know at the moment, this colorful old man is the emperor who counted him that year.

In the same year, Ning Fan calculated the escape, he did not hesitate to self-destructive air transport, and mistakenly hit the awakening to help the demon blood. In the midst of it, he has already confronted this person once.

These things, Ning Fan, this fashion is not known.

He made up his mind to wait until later to repair enough, and he must find the silver-haired emperor to avenge his father and his mother.

At this moment, he has not yet resisted the power of the Emperor, and naturally he will not think about revenge.

He took up the distracting thoughts, no longer thought about it, and quietly looked at the conversation in the palace.

The colorful old man did not tell the rain emperor and the four emperors that the corpse was what he was. He only told the father and son that he wanted to deal with a person.

Yun Tian decided!

Yuhuang and his son naturally can't think of it, and the upper bound of the hall will be able to deal with a junior.

After all, Yun Tian is only a junior in the world, and there is no chance to offend the power of the upper bound.

Yuhuang and his son did not dare to ask the reason why the colorful old man had to deal with Yun Tian, ​​and did not want to ask.

For Yuhuang, the cloud heaven at this time is only a junior of the gods. It is not worthy of taboos, nor is it worthy of attention. It is insignificant.

For the four emperors, Yun Tian decided to take away all his glory at this time, and he was very willing to help the colorful old man to deal with Yun Tian.

Finally, the colorful old man should talk to the four emperors about the specific plan and repatriate the rain emperor.

In the memory of Yuhuang, I don’t know how the colorful old people should deal with Yun Tian.

Only after the rain emperor left the secret house of Sitiancheng, I heard a sentence from the colorful old man to the four emperors.

"The old man is referring to the calculation, and Yun Tian decided to treat the Tao as his own life. Just use this as a gap and ruin his heart... Yes, his baby seems to be born, hehe... ”

嘭——

A scene in front of you. Suddenly burst into a myriad of memory fragments.

Ning Fan quit his heart and held the **** of the rainy emperor, long time without words.

Although he did not see the process of the colorful old man dealing with Yun Tian, ​​he has already determined that this person is the chief culprit in inciting his parents.

Ning Fan has never been a man of magnanimity, especially the hatred of his parents. It is even more impossible not to report.

If one day let him find out who the colorful old man is. And there are enough repairs to avenge, he must be ten times revenge.

Before that, he must be aware of this incident and he is not prepared to inquire about any news of Yinfa Xiandi.

If you don't have enough strength, you need to be cautious first.

Looking at the empty third-floor forbidden land, Ning Fan only thinks that fate is so ridiculous.

He has not yet been born. It was calculated by Xiandi.

He has not yet had a hostile heart for the rain queen. The rain queen only relied on a divination to assert that he is an enemy.

"Yun Zongxuan, from the beginning to the end, I have never thought of blocking you from becoming a fairy, because I don't disdain. To say something unpleasant, with your qualifications, also with a fairy? If you are all equipped with immortals, Jiujiezhi Which of the gods can't be a fairy? But I have to say that the one is really accurate. Maybe, after learning that you are murdering my parents, I will eventually avenge you. I crush you with a strong posture. It’s a pity... you let the day advance."

Ning Fan’s words, Yu Huang may not understand, he has been searched into an idiot by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan took a grip and crushed the Emperor of the Rain to destroy him.

In this way, he really married the Emperor. However, what can I do if I am embarrassed?

He has long owed nothing to the rain temple.

"Purple glass, stay with me for a while. Some tired."

Ning Fan sat on the beautiful neck, stroking her smooth down and smiling.

In his eyes, Zi Yan is just a small animal, like the little morning charm of the year.

Ning Fan will not show up in front of the enemy, and will not show fatigue in front of his love, but in front of a small animal in the district, there is no need to cover up anything.

Along the way, Ning Fan is not old, but his heart is very tired. The inexhaustible enemy, the inexhaustible blood sea, this magical road, will go very far and far...

If the price of longevity is a life-long killing, and the world is exhausted, Ning Fanning does not seek longevity.

If the cost of vertical and horizontal is a lifetime of loneliness, a lonely world, Ning Faning does not ask for vertical and horizontal.

It is a pity that he has never pursued these things, and he is not likely to jump out of this blood.

If you can't jump, you can't jump out of him. You can protect those behind you. Those memories, he knows enough.

He is killing endlessly, and women such as paper cranes do live leisurely in Vietnam.

His contribution is not meaningless.

Xu Yishi does not get blood, he can do it.

"唳~" 孽 柔 soft and low-pitched, seems to comfort Ning Fan.

Ning Fan patted the head and stood up, and could not see the slightest tiredness in the eyes.

"Let's go, I killed the rain emperor. After all, I need to give the rain community a confession to find a way to settle the people's heart. The rain is chaotic, not what I want. After all, I am also a rain monk."

Ning Fan stepped away and flew outside the forbidden place.

In my heart, I have decided.

...

In the heavens, more and more rain temple monks flocked.

Some monks who had been fainted before were also rescued and gathered here.

The fluctuations of the scattered magic shots are too great. The entire Tianyun country seems to have come to an earthquake, and it has been shaking for a long time.

The horrible shock made many old monsters look worried.

From the perspective of vibration, there are people fighting in the forbidden land.

These old geeks can't guess, who is fighting with the law, if the rain queen, Ning Fan and the corpse fight, it will be.

If Ning Fan breaks with the Rain King... they don’t dare to think about it.

And the vibration can be transmitted from the forbidden land to the ground, which shows how powerful this fighting method is.

Some old geeks can't help but have some doubts. With the strength of Ning Fan and Yu Huang, even if the most powerful supernatural power is released, it seems that it is not enough to produce such a sharp shock.

Can it be said that among the forbidden places, are there strong people who are more than five days old? How is that possible?

At this moment, the vibration gradually stopped, and within the Tiancheng City, suddenly there was news that the left-behind monks came to shock people.

Yuhuang’s life card is broken!

"The rain is smashed! The rain is smashed!" The news spread, and countless monks began to panic.

Secretary of the world, big chaos!