Grasping Evil

Ning Fan knows where his bottom line is.

He defeated Yun Xiaoxiang, relying on the power of Lei Zhenzi.

He defeated Tenghuang, Yuhuang, Nihuang, Yunshi, and the three lords, relying on the power of foreign objects.

His true strength can sweep through the second, but he will certainly stop at the three realms.

In the face of the broken three monks, Ning Fan has the power of a battle, but the outcome is hard to say.

"If I can win, I will continue to fight all the way. If I can't win, I will use the power of foreign objects and win all the caves in this place!"

Ning Fan only cares about the results, the process, and does not care.

He pedaled a billion swords and flew toward the 22nd floor.

The 22nd layer of the cave is a whole piece of ocean, and the cave is built on the bottom of the sea.

Sitting on the 22nd floor of Dongfu, is an old man who has cultivated Xuanwu demon blood, and he is known as the East.

This is an old man with a fat body. His appearance is quite funny. He was slightly injured in the process of competing for the first 20 floors.

This is a demon-filled three-day demon repair, and its basaltic demon blood is not the same.

He is healing his knees, suddenly opening his eyes, his eyes are indifferent,

"What about the government?"

The old stranger stood up in the east and looked a little dignified.

He walked out of the Dongfu, separated from the sea, set foot on the sea, looked up at the sky, and even more dignified.

Above the sky, a black youth stepped on a billion-dollar sword, as an unstoppable sword, coming straight.

With the eyesight of the old blame in the east, I can see at a glance that this young man should not be underestimated.

On the youth, the sword is too strong.

The sword is the unbeaten that has accumulated since the defeat of the group.

"This person is obviously only a ruined and ruthless one, but with the incarnation and the spirit of the two great powers, the breath is infinitely close to the broken three heavens. This person is pedaling one billion Jianguang, if this sword light is all captured, It is the old man who will be too tired to cope with this... The strength of this son is comparable to the three monks! If the old man is not injured, he will fight with him. The outcome will be five or five. Nowadays, the old man’s odds are less than 30%. ."

"Even if the odds are not big, the old man will not easily let the cave!"

Strong, self-contained and proud.

It’s not surprising that the East is old and strange. But people are extremely unwilling to admit defeat.

"The old man is east, who are you!" asked the old stranger in the east.

"White feathers, white wood!"

Ning Fan suddenly took over Jianguang on the sky and his eyes swept away toward the east of the sea.

This gaze is as sharp as a sword. If the monk is stung by this gaze, he will know the pain of the sea.

But what kind of character is the East? I will never fear the eyes of Ning Fan.

"When is Bai Dao, is it that the old man is awesome, or that the white Taoist is better, disease!"

If you don’t talk about the old blame in the east, you will throw a sleeve directly, and you will sacrifice a blue water from your sleeve.

It is a three-foot-long water-blue ruler called the tumbling ruler. It is the magic weapon of the East, and it is also a Taikoo soldier.

As soon as this ruler came out, it immediately caused a huge wave above the entire sea.

Once the volcano was volleyed, it immediately split a million-foot shadow and called Ning Fan.

This is the shadow of the shadow, it is the ordinary three monks, an inadvertent, will be smashed by the waves. The skin is fleshy.

With the body of Ning Fan, the peak of the singer, and the body of the heavens, he did not dare to pick up this rule.

Ning Fan did not say anything, the long sword pointed, and the one billion swords rain immediately went to the million feet.

Although there are many swords and rains, there are few feet, but this is a match, but it is a tie.

One billion swords rained back and rolled back. The million-foot shadow was also shaken off.

There are not many words about the old monsters in the east. It seems that this situation has already occurred.

He pointed to a change, a million feet of shadows, and condensed into a huge ice basaltic shadow.

Xuanwu opened his mouth. The rolling swords are all swallowed into their mouths.

"The sword is not so easy to break. Explosion!"

Ning Fan single-handedly smashed, and the golden sword light that was swallowed into the Xuanwu mouth was exploding.

When Jianguang burst, Xuanwu immediately showed the color of pain, screaming, and the illusion gradually faded. Eventually it changed back to the swaying ruler, falling from the sky, and Weiwei was slightly damaged.

In the east, the old strange eyes sank, and they took up the swaying ruler, and then took out the seven-seventy-nine-nine-small flag of the cold and swaying, all of which were sacrificed to the sky.

In the moment when many flags were raised, the old monsters suddenly screamed in the east, and the tone was respectful. "Please ancestors!"

At the moment of his speech, the 49-bar flag sings out a pair of ice-cold awns, gathered together in one place, condensing into a virtual shadow of a black giant.

The giant has no nose and mouth, only a single eye on his face.

He is obese and his breath is comparable to that of the third, but the blood pressure is terrible.

He is the ancestor of the East and the old blame. He has already passed away, but he has sealed the magical power into the banner of 49 and gave it to future generations.

With the cultivation of the old blame in the east, it is impossible to ask the ancestral spirits that are higher than their own cultivation to attack the enemy.

But the blood pressure of the ancestral spirit is the blood of the king, a royal family Xuanwu. Only by the power of a king's blood, you can retreat from the ordinary demon.

The ghost of the giant does not do anything, just holding hands and standing alone, ignoring Ning Fan.

Suddenly, the coldness of the monocular eyes flashed, and a king of blood was overwhelmed by the overwhelming pressure.

It is his pursuit of life in the East, and he is the pursuit of this life, but he knows that he is mostly unable to repair it.

"The strength of this white wood is not weak, but it may not be able to withstand the suppression of the blood of the king, and most of it will suffer some injuries..."

When the East is grotesque, the next moment, I saw an unbelievable scene.

However, Ning Fan, who was suppressed by the prestige of the king's blood, suddenly raised his head, and his left eye flashed an evil purple-black awn, and met with the black giant.

At the moment when the two eyes meet, the black giant's eyes are suddenly exposed to the extreme awe!

Only one gaze, the king's royal family Xuanwu powers have collapsed, and they are out of control!

The shadow of the giant is broken into pieces, and the 49-flag flag is also damaged. It falls from the sky.

The battle of the pressure, the giant is defeated!

"How is this possible! This white wood has broken the pressure of the royal family Xuanwu!"

It is impossible to know how old the East is, and Ning Fan has the ancestors to help the blood, and he will be afraid of what the royal family Xuanwu.

If you don't show the ancestral blood, it will cause great trouble. Ning Fan relies on the blood of his mother to stabilize the voltage system and win the battle.

"It seems that the old man only has the talent of the Xuanwu family, and he has a chance to win... the ice field!"

The old monster in the east suddenly slammed out the mysterious fingerprints. His face was sober and pale.

His basaltic blood is not pure, and it is extremely difficult to display his talents.

But the East is always convinced that if he can win 30% of the victory over Ning Fan, it must be this magical!

Nourish!

Throughout the cave, suddenly it became cold and compelling.

The tens of thousands of miles of oceans at the foot of the old monsters are completely frozen in an instant. Even the waves are frozen in an instant.

In all directions, there are countless enchantments. In this enchantment, the atmosphere of the old eccentric is gradually increasing, and it has increased by nearly 20%.

Ning Fan's breath was greatly suppressed, from the peak of the broken two realm, toward the ordinary broken two.

"freeze!"

The old monster in the east took out the last finger. Suddenly shouted.

At this moment, the entire 22-story space has become his field.

At this moment, all the coldness in this place has to listen to his command!

Numerous cold winds gathered in the air, and Ning Fan’s body began to stiffen and the blood was about to freeze.

It is at this time. His body suddenly burned a black magic fire, burning all the ice one by one.

He put away the Xia Huangjian, and there was a huge black fire map at his feet!

In the moment when the black fire map appeared, the coldness of the whole hole was almost swept away, and a heavy ice enchantment began to melt, and the frozen sea began to melt!

"Burning!"

Ning Fan raised his finger and pointed it out to the east.

This finger is entangled in fire. At the moment of the moment, millions of black fire butterflies rose from the fire, and on the top of Ning Fan, they condensed into a huge butterfly that covered the wings!

Ning Fan has broken through the illusion, this butterfly fire blazing the virtual, the power is naturally not the same!

At the moment when the fire butterfly appeared, the face of the old monster on the east was the first to show the color of fear!

"This is a great supernatural power that is infinitely close to the fairy tales! This white wood has learned such a powerful magical power! Not good. The basaltic armor, body protection!"

The fat body of the obese body swayed into the east and turned into a huge black basalt.

At the moment when the demon phase was changed, Xuanwu shrank the whole body into the turtle shell.

And at the moment. Giant butterfly shakes the butterfly wing!

First, second, third, fourth, fifth!

The giant butterfly swayed the butterfly wing five times in a row, and this is still not the limit of Ning Fan today.

Sixth... Seventh!

Ning Fan’s face began to pale, but his eyes were full of war.

The seventh is his limit of the present, this surgery, in addition to the three invincible monks, no one can take him this blow!

The martial arts defense of the Xuanwu family is very against the sky. Although the East blame has already determined that he is not a rival of Ning Fan, he does not think that Ning Fan can break his defense.

But when the fire butterfly swayed the butterfly wing seven times, the overwhelming black fire smoke, so that all the old blame of the East is lost.

The tortoise that defended against the sky was turned into a fly ash at a speed that was visible to the naked eye in the butterfly fire.

Not long after, the entire tortoise shell was burned by the butterfly fire.

At the moment of losing the turtle shell, the old monster was beaten back to the human body, and his face looked pale and white.

He knows that he has lost.

And if Ning Fan does not close his hand, he will be in the east and the old monster will fall directly into this butterfly fire power...

"The old man admits to lose, and asks the white-handed friend to show his mercy!"

In the east, the old blame is biting his teeth, and he is holding his fists and no longer defending the butterfly fire.

The strongest defenses are hard to match the butterfly fire, and how to defend is futile.

"Disperse."

Ning Fan received the finger and returned, scattered the sky butterfly fire.

The giant butterfly at the top of the head did not dissipate immediately, but it was still looking at the old monsters.

As long as Ning Fan is willing, he can kill the East with this technique!

However, he and the East are innocent and have no enemies. There is no need to kill them in order to see a cave.

"You, step back!" Ning Fan said indifferently.

"Yes!" The old monsters have been soaked in cold sweats. How dare you stay here again? When you listen to Ning Fan, let him go. Immediately, he is as excited as he is, and he hurries to the upper level.

"This technique is so terrible!" Zhou Nan was shocked.

This kind of powerful magical power like the illusion of imaginary, I am afraid that only some of the evil monsters can be used.

Ning Fan is limited to repairing and cannot fully exploit the power of this technique.

But if one day he is repaired enough. Among the demon worlds, I am afraid that except for the three demon, no one can take his flaming technique...

"If this child is repaired further, even if the old man does not dare to pick him up this technique..." Zhou Nan sighed.

"The elders followed the way, looked all the way, not tired? Let's take a rest in the Dongfu."

Ning Fan dissipated the giant butterfly and the fire map and withdrew from the incarnation and spirits. It will be white.

Although he won the East, he also won't be easy.

At this moment, his mana is in the eye, and he wants to fight the 21st layer of the three old monsters. The odds are won, and only after the mana is restored, there is a chance of winning.

Broken three realms. Can be defeated, it must be a hard fight...

According to Ning Fan's estimate, after restoring mana, it should be enough to break into the first 20 layers before the end of the big ratio.

However, if you want to defeat the four old monsters, it is not enough to rely on your own strength.

"After all, I still have to borrow the power of Lei Zhenzi, can I win the Dongfu from the old monster in the broken four..."

Ning Fan is a little silent. Dive into the already melted ocean and enter the cave in the sea.

At the invitation of Ning Fan, Zhou Nan no longer hides, and appears to be in the shadow of the Ning Fan.

When he learned that Ning Fan was broken, he had regarded Ning Fan as his peer, but still did not think that Ning Fan could match himself.

After watching Ning Fan and the East World War, Zhou Nan was full of emotions.

Ning Fan's supernatural powers are very powerful. Even if he wants to win Ning Fan, he will certainly experience a hard battle.

If Ning Fan repairs further, even if he is, he will probably lose in the hands of Ning Fan.

"After life is awesome..."

Zhou Nan stepped into the Dongfu to adjust the interest rate and talked with Ning Fan.

Ning Fan took the medicinal herbs to restore the mana. At this moment, nothing can be done, but it can only be said.

After some conversation, Zhou Nan was not convinced by the profound insights of Ning Fan. The heart is more shocked.

Ning Fan, after a little recovery of mana, stood up and borrowed the power of Yuan Huangyu to understand the insights within the Dongfu.

The first 20 layers of life and death. It is the realization of the immortal.

The life and death of the 22 layers is a demon of almost immortal.

Although this person has not become a fairy, but his insight, but in an instant, will attract all the minds of Ning Fan.

This person can't be a fairy, just... the mind is not a fairy.

Ordinary people seek for immortality, and seek for longevity, and what he seeks is only the process of becoming a fairy.

That is the process of learning and dying.

"Seek the seeker, forget the birth of the dead. Ask the Taoist, die in the life of the old man. The old man repaired the Tao throughout his life, only to understand the life and death, can not understand, regret!"

This person's understanding of life and death is enough to become a fairy, but he is not satisfied.

What he wants to know is the origin of life and death, the origin of the avenue.

The ideal he pursued was too grand, and the grandeur could not reach this ideal until death.

Ning Fan closes his eyes and his scenery changes.

He seems to have become the demon monster, appearing in the memory of the mind.

The place of recollection is the place where the demon singer realizes all the years, and is a mortal town.

Ning Fan seems to have changed into the appearance of the old demon, walking in the twilight of the setting sun.

At this time, it is the time when the farmers and merchants return home.

At this time, it is also the time when the restaurant lights up.

"When you talk about the old, don't come to have a drink, giggling, today you can have your old favorite peach blossoms."

Outside the restaurant called the Red Sleeve Building, a beautiful woman who still has a charm is recruiting alcoholic guests.

"Alright."

Ning Fan stepped into the restaurant, and his current identity is the demon monster.

He sat in the position where the old lover was most fond of sitting, paid the money, drank the wine, and looked through the window, faintly watching the sun.

The hope of the demon singer's life is to realize life and death. He stayed in the mortal world, in order to realize the avenue from the mortal.

"This is the life of this person... Is this the insight of this person..."

Ning Fan lightly drank water and wine, and the lines above the Yuanshen gradually increased.

He put down his glass and was about to quit his heart and leave the memory of this memory.

Suddenly, he glanced at him, staring blankly at the window with incredulity.

Just outside the window, I flew a black and half white butterfly!

And the butterfly saw the moment of Ning Fan, suddenly stopped, no longer flying, seems to be somewhat confused.

The butterfly is an ordinary fan, but it gives Ning Fan a thrilling feeling!

"This butterfly!" Ning Fan's eyes changed dramatically!