Grasping Evil

The title must be, Ning Fan and the Dan Emperor together in the rain, the fact that almost immediately became a nail on the board, no one can be dismissed.

Li Cangtian has never been called Dan Huang since then, and he is called Li Huang. His real name is Li Cangtian. This is the title of his master, and he is now inherited by him.

Ning Fan praises, one of the words, is the heart of self-examination, self-examination.

After Ning Fan and Li Cangtian finalized the case of the emperor, some old geeks who were good at seeing the wind and rudders all congratulated each other.

Ning Fan puts his hand and signals that everyone does not have to rush to congratulate.

" Among you, there are also the princes of the rain, I don't trust. The four emperors, please find these people, you can hand over the ban on the predecessors."

"As for the nine main halls, there are several people who need to be replaced."

"I have returned to the country to retreat. Everything has been done by the seniors."

Ning Fan smiled at Li Cangtian's fist, and then he said a word to Yun Yunshu. When he stepped away, he returned directly to the country and handed over all the mess to Li Cangtian.

In the field of rain, the monks were speechless, and they did not do anything to do the work of the Emperor.

Of course, no one dares to openly dismiss Ning Fan.

Li Cangtian stunned and immediately looked at the direction of Ning Fan’s departure.

Li Cangtian knows that Ning Fan is so anxious to return to Vietnam, most of which is related to finding a mother.

Ning Fan may have found a mother, eager to return to Vietnam, perhaps what happened to his mother...

The cloud did not look good, but the ear still echoed the voice of Ning Fan.

"I have something to ask for help. If my father returns to the rain hall, he will tell him that the person he has been looking for has been found by me. At present, she is still safe."

Yun Bushu did not think that Ning Fan would call him a third uncle, saying that Yun Tian is the father, and the tone is not as unfamiliar as the previous one. It really makes him feel incredible.

He did not even think that Ning Fan had found the person that Yun Tian decided to find.

Ning Qian!

"Is Ning Qian actually trapped in the forbidden land? Is it true that Ning Fan is forbidden to protect the mother?"

There are joys, excitement, sighs, and anger in the clouds.

Excited, Ning Qian is now being found. Peaceful, not yet dead, for his big brother, it is really a good news.

The sigh is that the memory of Yuntian has been lost, and the seven emotions have been lost, although it is persistently looking for a person. I don’t even know who I am looking for.

Angry, it is Ning Qian actually trapped in the rain imperial land, is it the rain emperor?

For a time, the last trace of the cloud that was not so closed due to the death of Yuhuang was gradually disappearing.

Yuhuang is really self-defeating, can't live!

Yun Qingge looked at the back of Ning Fan’s departure, and he stopped talking.

She has a question and wants to ask Ning Fan...

She wants to ask Ning Fan. Where did the rain emperor come from?

The rain emperor should disappear with her father, why is it in Ning Fan's hand, why?

If you know where Ning Fan has found the Rain Emperor, perhaps he can find his father's body.

Yun Qingge does not know that his father is still alive, and now he is trapped in the tower of the past.

She made up her mind that if there is an opportunity, she will find a hunter. Ask a question in your heart.

At this moment is not the time to ask, Yun Qingge can see that Ning Fan is eager to return, there is something to deal with.

The doubts in her heart are still to be asked in the future.

The four emperors identified the Yuhuang confidants in the crowd one by one, and gave them to Li Cangtian to plant a ban, which was killed by Li Cangtian.

The new emperor was set. One piece of small and small things, all handled by Li Cangtian.

The release of the Rain King’s death message, the pretense, and the news of the new emperor’s succession also need to be dealt with well.

Although everyone knows it. The rain emperor is what Ning Fan is, but he can't say it outside.

"External, it is said that the rain emperor is mistakenly forbidden and slandered by the corpse." Some rain monks proposed.

If it is announced to the public, Ning Fan will kill the Emperor and win the throne, which will inevitably make the rain community resentful.

Some things, everyone knows enough is enough...

After the death of Yuhuang, there will be a big chaos in the rain world, but because Ning Fan’s emptiness is called the emperor, no one dares to mess up in the blink of an eye.

This rainy world has since been the rainy world of Ning Fan.

If you look at the realm of the rain, you are an enemy of Ning Fan. No one dares to do this.

Some old geeks gradually became eager to hope that they would die of a sinister, incompetent and imposing rain emperor, and come to a new imperial man who is aggressive and promising. For the rain, it should be a good thing.

At the speed of the rise of Ning Fan, the future is naturally infinite, and the rain industry may be allowed to get rid of the weakest position of the Nine Realms.

Everyone has their own minds, but Yu Boer has a very simple mind.

Joy, and a slight loss.

The joy is that Ning Fan is safe and sound, so it is good.

What is lost is that Ning Fan has become a new Yu Huang, and her status is respected, which gives her a feeling of being unattainable.

Gradually, there is some inferiority... This inferiority is not noticed.

She feels that she must be ill, otherwise, why would she not be happy when she saw Ning Fan became emperor.

It is a good thing, why is it not happy, why...

...

Ning Fan drove away, leaving Tianyun all the way and leaving Zhongzhou.

He quietly returned to the country and returned to the idling speed.

Under the blockade of Li Cangtian, the news of the fall of the Emperor and the succession of the new emperor has not yet spread in the rain.

When Ning Fan drove back to Vietnam, the nature of the country did not know that Ning Fan was the new Yu Huang.

But when I saw Ning Fan’s footsteps, no one was surprised.

The momentum of being separated is too strong and powerful to make people unsightly.

Although ordinary monks know that they are strong, they can only guess on top of the gods. They simply cannot guess the specific realm.

But the girls such as Minque, Su Yan, and Mei Chen are all aware of the horror of separation.

"This is the departure of Ning Fan's service..." At the bottom of the grave, the Muro, who was sitting drinking with the secluded pair, suddenly blinked and then sighed.

Ning Fan can take Guiyuan Xiu as a conquering monster, so it is very comparable...

"Well? The one who killed the vines is so detached... It’s interesting, Xiaofan Fan is openly swaying and swaying through the city, not afraid of the rain queen knowing..."

"The minds of the ancients are really unbelievable... It’s going to be interesting to entangle this person."

In the vain pavilion, the little demon girl is leisurely sipping the fragrant scent, and suddenly the bad smile.

"This... Where did this big bird come from! It's amazing!" When Ning Fan drove back to return to Qimei, Mingque first greeted. Exclaimed.

But when I saw Ning Fan’s extremely serious injury, Mingque was very worried and asked, “What happened to such a serious injury?”

"Hey!" The squatting is called the big bird, and some are unhappy. And she can feel that there is also a very strong blood in the body of the bird, which is even more unpleasant.

All the true spirits that exist. They are all enemies who are away from the family.

"This is too old bird is my friend, can not be shot to her." Ning Fan squatted down, stroked the neck away from the squatting, soothing.

"Hey..." He whispered and promised.

Although she does not like the true spirits, but if the Mingque is a friend of Ning Fan. Then she will treat each other differently.

Ning Fan stood up and took a picture of the small head of the bird. He said, "Small injury, don't care... This purple peacock, named purple glass, is my demon ride. I am going to retreat. You tell others about the purple glass, let them not panic."

In the end, Ning Fan will leave the income ring, and then return to the Sifan Palace.

"Mother's?" Listening to Ning Fan's tone is easy, Ming Ke is in the heart, no longer worried about Ning Fan's injury. Turned to a smirk in the corner of his mouth, looking at the back of Ning Fan eccentrically.

For a long time, I sighed, "The taste of the cake brother is really heavy..."

Ok, she already thought about it.

The existence of detachment, Ning Fan did not deliberately conceal.

If you want to settle the rain. Need to be separated from the shock.

Few people in the rain know what is detached. Most monks only say that this is a huge purple pheasant, knowing that this peacock is extremely powerful.

Even if someone knows that this is a departure, Ning Fan does not care.

Even if someone relies on this one. Guess that Ning Fan is the ruin of the Tenghuang, Ning Fan does not care.

The crime of killing the Tenghuang has long been wiped out by Wei Xuan and others.

Even if the matter spreads, there is no need to fear anything, but it is more to add some fierce names.

No need to hide anything, hide what.

He is already the emperor of the rain!

One time, Sifan Palace, Ning Fan immediately broke into the Yuanyao world.

At this moment, he is eager to get rid of one thing.

He stepped into the pharmacy and looked at the statue of the demon stone next to the green scorpion and smiled.

This is the mother of his Ning Fan, who saved his mother.

Slowly approaching the stone statue, stroking the cold stone skin of the feather demon, Ning Fan felt a pain in his heart.

"I have heard a lot of magical secrets, you can draw the blood of the soul, the body of the soul that lost the blood, but the soul is sealed in the stone..."

"In order to save me, my mother used up the last drop of blood. She should have been killed, but she was sealed as a stone, and she saved a life... Who sealed her as a stone, who is it, put her on Enter the third floor forbidden..."

Ning Fan searched the memory of the Rain Emperor. There are 90 million stone statues in the third floor of the forbidden land, all of which were sacrificed by the Emperor of the Rain to the Yunshi.

Ninety million mortals, monks, and monsters are all sacrificed by the Emperor of the Rain. All have memories... except Ning Qian!

Ning Qian, not the rain sacrifice for the Yunshi!

Is the Yunshi catching Ning Qian and refining it into a stone statue?

Or someone else... like the **** of the vast colorful old man.

The ancestors of Dongxu once counted for Ning Fan, saying that Ning Qian’s life was moved by a great supernatural person... would it be the colorful old man? Only the Emperor of the Xian emperor has a way to change his life.

Will it be him?

"I can't figure it out... but in any case, after all, because the petrochemical has saved a life, so the soul is not scattered... This is a good thing."

"After the millennium, in order to save me, my mother lost all her blood. Today, I will save blood and help her crack the petrochemical."

Ning Fan took a storage bag, took out a Yin Hong Dan bottle, and took the medicinal medicine in the bottle.

This Dan is named Xueyang Dan, and the six products are intermediate, which can make the monks full of qi and blood, and the strength will increase by 30% within one day.

Of course, these 30% are calculated according to the second realm of the golden body. If the realm of the refining body is higher than that of the golden body, the increase will be greatly reduced.

Ning Fan is serving blood Yang Dan at this moment, naturally not to improve his strength.

He just wants to fill up the blood.

He will save his mother with his own blood.

After serving the blood Yangdan, Ning Fan's face turned red, and the sleeves were windy, rolling up the statue of the feather demon, and smashing into a secluded pine forest in Yuanyao.

There is a lake in the forest. It can accommodate stone statues.

Ning Fan put the stone statue into the pool water, and then took out countless Xianyu and Ling mines, and measured the array of eyes along the secluded pool.

This array is very similar to the Wanling Blood Array in the third layer of forbidden land, but it is placed against the arrangement.

The third layer of the forbidden land is a **** arrangement of the soul of the soul, named Wanling Blood.

This array is against the spirit. The name is ‘Reverse Blood Array’, and the function is the opposite. It is to turn the mana into blood and return it to the people in the line.

This array, like the Wanling Blood Array, is a large array of fairy tales, with a total of 90,000.

When the big array is laid down. A **** six-pointed star pattern appeared immediately above the earth.

The light of the pattern is retrograde.

"There is a rebellion in the world, and there is money to borrow. There is still blood. I owe it!"

Ning Fan stepped into the bloodline and walked toward the water. His face was pale as paper.

He wants to scatter blood and still with his mother!

A trip to Zhongzhou. Ning Fan was seriously injured, but he was too late to heal, and he was eager to save the mother.

Although taking the medicinal herbs to suppress the injury, but the large array of the illusory peaks is too much to lose heart, and let Ning Fan repeatedly.

At this time, he is not suitable for blood.

But Ning Fan, I don't want to wait any longer!

He walked to the edge of the pool and bit his fingers. The blood between the fingers was turned into a silk thread, and the stone statue was wrapped around it, gradually forming a huge bloody, wrapping the stone statue in the center.

This is the enchanting technique of the Yaozu, which can isolate the secret, and can keep the soul from falling.

After the hemorrhage, Ning Fan crossed his knees at the edge of the pool. Pointing at the eyebrows, take out the sword that has not been used for a long time.

For a long time, he has neglected to sacrifice the magic weapon, but this treasure has long been unsuitable for the broken virtual war.

But used to bleed. It is enough.

laugh!

Ning Fan picked up his sleeves and swung his sword in the right arm. The red blood flowed along the arm, dripping into the pool, and fainting a circle of blood red.

Tick, ticking, ticking...

Ning Fan looked at the pool of water that gradually became red, and his heart gradually became safe.

The blood is dripping, and the blood of Yang Yangdan makes Ning Fan quickly hematopoiesis, and the blood of the defect is quickly replenished.

One day, two days, three days... On the tenth day, the pool water has been dark red.

Ning Fan no longer drops blood, the left index finger is wrapped around a black star, and the wound is immediately healed in the right arm.

Blood is enough.

But the stone statues inside the enchanting, but still need to absorb these blood for many years, can gradually remove the petrochemical.

Ning Fan stayed in the middle of the shack for a thousand years before he woke up.

Ning Qian did not know how long he would stay in the shackles... ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years.

Ning Fan took out countless treasures of the soul and life, and threw them into the pool.

In any case, if he is there, the mother will never die.

One day, his mother will be resurrected and awakened.

"The blood is easy to return, but it is hard to return... but my heart is finally at peace."

Rescuing the mother, and laying down the blood pool, bleeding, and saving the mother's life, a sigh of relief in the heart of Ning Fan, finally repaid.

At this moment, his mind was unprecedentedly clear.

His mana was already shredded enough, but he had not lifted his heart, so he could not be broken.

Ning Fan at this moment, the heart is already safe, enough to be broken!

"Broken, it is not the void, but the illusion of the monk's heart. The realization of the truth, the life and death, can become a fairy. The first step of the Tao, after all, is still the Tao."

"What is vain!"

Ning Fan reveals his brilliance and his body shape, returning to Sifan Palace.

The fingers are in front of each other, and the void is slowly opened to reveal the darkness underneath.

Ning Fan did not say much, step by step into the void.

He looked at this endless void and recalled the real world before.

"One step is imaginary, one step is real... virtual reality, only one thought."

"Just here, broken!"

Ning Fan was seriously injured, but did not create a ruin, but he was not afraid of any catastrophe. At the crucial time, he could use the shackles and even the sorcerers.

He did not refine the remedy for the reduction of the scum, and there was almost no preparation.

But he has absolute confidence and broken, his emptiness of sentiment, can be a sham!

He walked along the way, depending on his longevity, and regarded fame and fortune as virtual.

He regards obsession as a reality and regards his love as a reality.

This is the truth of his Ning Fan!

To distinguish between false and real, is to find your own way!

Ning Fan knows that his way is to hold his mind and obey, nothing more.

Zhutian Avenue, if you have nothing to do.

The emperor of the Immortal, not his wish, abandoned as a squat.

"The road I have traveled is my way. The people in my heart are my real!"

"I want, broken!"

Ning Fan set foot on the void, the momentum is like a gust of wind, scattered in the void, and climbing.

The mana in the body seems to have turned into an invisible hand, tearing open the bottleneck of the broken realm.

This process continues to affect the injury, but the pain makes Ning Fan more clear-minded.

No joy or no sorrow, heart is like water, this is the most suitable mood for breaking through the realm.

boom!

Suddenly, the emptiness of the four sides of the sky made a huge crack, cracking out numerous golden cracks.

At this moment, Ning Fan's momentum has come to fruition and broke through the bottleneck.

Repair, broken and heavy!

After the realm was upgraded, the mana gained a lot, and it raised a total of two thousand yuan.

Ning Fan still hasn't shown a little bit of happiness. For him today, it's not difficult to break it, and it is reasonable to improve his mana.

His eyes looked at the golden crack, and a sense of crisis that was not light was spreading from that place.

Very familiar atmosphere... the atmosphere of the lower bound heaven.

"Is it still robbing me?" Ning Fan's gaze gradually became dignified. If this time the catastrophe is far beyond his realm, he will use the power of detachment and dispelling.

But immediately, Ning Fan has a gaze.

The sense of crisis in the crack is similar to the sense of crisis in the last breakthrough.

It seems that this time Tiandao did not increase the level of the robbery.

Rumble!

Numerous golden cracks above the void, suddenly smashing hundreds of millions of golden mines.

A half-black and half-white ring shadow suddenly appeared above the void.

In the shadow of the ring, there is a screaming unhappy girl.

"Cut, how is it to rob you? The normal level of the thunder will definitely not kill you, hehe!"

After a word, the woman never said the second sentence.

The golden lei of the sky, each turned into a golden dragon, entrenched in the sky, the dragon trembled.

"The normal level of the thunderbolt?" Ning Fan must be in the heart.

The monk breaks through the ruin and needs to go through three robberies.

Among the thunderous robbers, the organic monk can condense the emperor.

The yin typhoon is a must, but it is dead.

As for the third robbery, it varies from person to person, and it is a reward for heaven.

Ning Fan has a bad relationship with Heaven and does not expect what Heaven will reward.

As long as the difficulty of the robbery has not increased, it is already a good thing.

In this way, he can also spend the day without robbing him.

boom!

A thunderous sound, hundreds of millions of dragon-shaped gold mines, while facing the Ning Fan...