Grasping Evil

Tan Longzi looks quite strange, his body is thin and strange, and his yellow eyebrows are unnecessary. He describes it as dry and barefoot.

He is the blood dragon of Huanglong, but the blood level is not high, and it can reach the true blood level.

He suddenly shot, blocking the road with the technique of the sleeves, which greatly exceeded the expectations of the road.

In the sleeve, Qiankun is a kind of supernatural power that has both offensive and defensive skills. The attack can hurt the people in the sleeves, and the defenders can take away the enemy.

I saw a yellow awn in the sleeve of Tan Longzi, and the force of the claw of the road was suddenly stagnation, and all the awns were taken away.

And a group of deep yellow winds slammed into the chest of the road, and under one hit, it seemed like Wan Yue was down. With the strength of the body of the road, it was impossible to prevent it, and several ribs were interrupted by the hurricane.

He retired in the sky, only to stabilize his body shape. Every time he stepped back, he would smash a piece of void.

The dark yellow wind is the hurricane of Tan Longzi’s perseverance for many years, and the power is naturally different.

The Emperor Huang Dao is a broken seven, and the flesh also reaches the realm of Nirvana. It is reasonable to say that it is able to withstand the hurricane.

It’s just that Tan Longzi’s shot was too awkward, which made it impossible for the road to be hit by Tan Longzi.

"Tan Longzi, you dare to fight against the Emperor for the white wood!"

The road was furious, and the black mans flashed, and the broken bones joined and healed.

This is not a star healing treatment, but a limb regenerative power that comes from the monks who are more than five days old.

Although he ate a small loss in Tan Longzi's hand, his strength was above Tan Longzi, and he naturally did not fear Tan Longzi.

"Hey! What is the area white wood! White wood is the master of the old man, you can help you!" Tan Longzi sneered back.

When this statement came out, there were tens of thousands of monks present, no one was shocked!

"What! The white ancestor is actually the master of Tan Longzi's predecessors? This, this..." Many people were shocked by this news.

In the demon world, although Tan Longzi is not a demon, but it is also a famous figure in the world, the repair of the broken seven heavens, no one dares to take a place.

Even some monks who are broken and broken. Seeing Tan Longzi also called a predecessor.

It’s unbelievable that such a big-named character like Tan Longzi is mainly based on Ning Fan.

It seems that Tan Longzi does not have any forced expression in his eyes. He is completely voluntarily servant.

Where is Ning Fan's sacredness, and he is able to make Tan Longzi willing to be his servant...

The entire Tianyuan North City, the time to die is generally silent.

Even preparing to rescue the Emperor of Ning Fan. They all took back their hands and watched the scene quietly.

"Tan Longzi, the emperor is not in the mood to tell you..."

When Emperor Huang’s eyes were dark, he could not believe in Tan Zhuzi, who was in the seven realms, and would run to give a broken prince a white servant.

This is simply ridiculous!

He Shixiu’s eyes were shocked, and he could not believe the scene before him.

Even if he is the way of the upper bound Joan Daozong. Only a few servants were arranged by the sect.

He is just the three sons of Joan Daozong. The servants of the seven levels are only qualified to own the avenue.

"This white wood He De how can, can break the seven old blame for the servant! This road does not believe!"

Unbelief, it is not only the Emperor and He Shixiu, there are tens of thousands of monks present, and one of them will believe this ridiculous thing.

Tan Longzi did not want to explain anything, and suddenly bent his knees. Half-squatting to the ground, and clinging to Ning Fan, "The name is Tan Longzi, the demon number is 'barefoot people', but from today, the subordinate is the servant of the master, asking the master to re-name, starting today. Follow the master, be born and die, go to the forefront, cut a knife!"

This scene makes everyone stunned.

Where is Tan Longzi like to be laughing?

The old blame of the seven realm of the realm is really swearing at others and self-willing.

I gave up my former reputation. Ask Ning Fan to give his name again.

He didn't laugh, he really didn't laugh.

Tan Longzi, really Feng Ning is the main!

"You are Huanglong demon blood, I will give you a new name. From this day on, you will call the dragon, and you will be a dragon after the family!"

From the dragon, help the dragon servant.

No one knows how excited Tan Longzi is at the moment.

From today, he is called the dragon, and is the servant of Ning Fan!

Others don't know how powerful Ning Fan is, but he knows.

He is the only one who still remembers the horror of Ning Fan.

He is also the only one in the Shengxian Tower who knows that Ning Fan has a ancestral demon blood!

When Ning Fan gave him a demon, he deliberately revealed the blood pressure, which is to make this person convinced.

In front of the pressure of Ning Fan's four drops of blood, Tan Longzi completely stopped.

The blood pressure of Ning Fan is compared with the true dragon patriarch of the land of the demon spirit.

And Ning Fan's demon blood type is only known as Tan Longzi's life, and it is extremely powerful, just like the master of Wan Yao.

Although this blood gas is filthy, demonizing evil, but it has a supreme arrogance.

That is the pride of once supervising the heavens and dominating the beings!

Such blood, as if it is more precious than the blood of the real dragon.

Ning Fan took out a little to help the blood of the mother, and gave him Tan Longzi to help him improve his blood.

Although the blood of the progenitor is only a trace, it has greatly increased the concentration of the original Huanglong blood of Tan Longzi.

Just after getting the blood of the helpless, the blood seems to be no longer suitable for the blood of Huanglong.

I don’t think that Ning Fan’s cultivation is not high, but the magical power is amazing, and the identity is even more decent, and also gives Tan Longzi blood.

To be a servant of such a person, Tan Longzi naturally does not have any feeling of grievance. On the contrary, he is very proud.

He is convinced that as long as this life follows Ning Fan, he will be able to rewrite his destiny.

"Thank you for the name given by the master. From today, the subordinates will be called the dragon! In the future, the dragon will be created to help the masters fight the world!"

"Get up."

"Yes!"

Tan Longzi... No, he was respectful from the dragon and stood up on the side of Ning Fan. He looked at the emperor.

Although he was slightly weaker than the road, he was there, and he wanted to hurt Ning Fan.

Yan Huangdao's face is ugly, and at the same time, he is very jealous of looking at Ning Fan.

"Is this son already a person of the upper realm!"

In the view of Daokong, Ning Fan only has the identity of the upper monk, and is qualified to take away the dragon as a servant.

This kind of speculation is also born in the hearts of many people.

He was hesitant in the hollow of the road. He was not afraid of leaving the dragon, but he began to worry that Ning Fan would have a big background behind him...

If Ning Fan really has a background, it is a disciple. It seems a bit unwise to offend Ning Fan.

"Yu Huang! Bai Mu Xiaoyou is my guest of the Yuan Dian, he is in trouble, the emperor will not sit idly by, if he hurts, the old emperor will not be willing to give up!"

The Emperor took the lead and stood firm and firm.

Since Ning Fan is so important to the old Yuan Huang. Even if he squanders the power of the Yuan Temple, he will protect Ning Fan from unscathed.

The Emperor is also speculating that Ning Fan may have been on the line with the upper bounds.

Regardless of whether the truth is true or not, he decided to keep Ning Fan, only to fight for the old Yuan Huang, it is to fight with the temple, but also at all!

"Lian Yuan Dian also have to keep this..."

Listen to the name of the old Yuanhuang. The eyes of the road are even more gloomy.

If you want to deal with Ning Fan, and then completely deal with the Yuan Temple, it is not worth the loss.

Although the Daokong act is rampant and overbearing, it is not a fool. It will not openly succumb to the Yuan Temple and offend the power of a demon.

He suspects that Ning Fan’s identity is respected and will not be easy to do.

The eyes of the road flashed. Although the face is not good-looking, there is a decision in my heart.

"go!"

Daokong’s eyes were cold, and he turned and flew back to the north high platform. His face was iron and blue with hundreds of masters driving the demon cloud.

When he left, he made countless people's hearts loose, and even the Emperor and the Green Emperor were slightly relaxed.

The emperor’s road is too murky.

If this place is not the Yuan Temple, replace it with other weaker demon halls; if Ning Fan does not leave the dragon as a servant, the Tao will bow to people. I will be willing to leave.

"Damn, the white wood actually has the shelter of the Yuan Temple, and there is Tan Longzi as the servant. So, how can the Emperor start to get the perfect stove?"

The snake king's old face is tight and his mood is very bad.

Even the Emperor Huangdao had to bow down at the Yuan Temple. She is even more afraid to deal with the Yuandian guests.

Especially Ning Fan's side, but also followed a Tan Longzi, broken seven realms of the strange, the snake king can not easily provoke.

"This matter. It is still a long-term plan!" The snake king said unwillingly.

Ascending the tower, it ended with such a shocking result.

The emperor’s imposing manner came, but he turned back and looked back.

Ning Fan’s reputation does not appear in the tower, but it is famous for moving the world.

The Shengxian Tower is only half a day away, but the name of Baimu's ancestors has been used by various secret techniques to convey to the demon world.

More people have been exposed, Ning Fan has cultivated a life and death.

As soon as the matter came out, the two halls of the Red Temple and the Fox Hall were moving together.

It has been revealed that all the monks in the Shengxian Tower have been fainted and may be related to Ning Fan.

Someone reported to the Yuan Temple that Ning Fan had destroyed four smashes in the Shengxian Tower.

These reports led the old Yuan Huang to laugh and ordered to ignore it.

"This white wood is an outstanding younger generation, and according to Zixin Xiaotoutou, he can help me heal. Oh, it seems that the old man borrowed Baimu Yuanhuangyu, but it is quite a foresight. With this goodwill, he should help The old man is healing... Hey, this troublesome injury..."

In the demon river palace, a group of white-feather female repairs learned countless news about Ning Fan, a shocking soft lips.

Their white wood ancestors were actually ruined, and they also took the barefoot people who were famous in the world. This is simply too ridiculous!

"The name of the ancestors is so loud, even if it is for him, it is not buried in my sister." A white feather girl smiled.

"Cut, what the ancestors are, in his identity, the woman who wants to be repaired is not, I will look at us." A girl self-injury.

Painting feathers sit in their own room, licking their lips, and their faces are red.

Yesterday, she wanted to recommend her own pillow and protect other women from nothing, but she was fainted by Ning Fan.

When she woke up, she found herself lying on a bed of Ningfan, covered with a thin quilt.

Yuanhong was not broken, the clothes were not chaotic, and there was no sign of humiliation.

She still remembers the promise of Ning Fan before the coma.

White feather woman, he will not touch any one, let her rest assured.

"He is not a erotic, not the infamous **** in the next population... He is a smashing and powerful person, and he can be a famous figure in the demon world."

In the hall, the little demon girl looks at the monster and looks at Ning Fan, and looks at the dragon behind Ning Fan.

She guessed countless big results, but did not guess that Ning Fan would be in this way, within a day of the name of the demon world.

"See the mother from the dragon!"

From the dragon to the little demon woman, he has a fist, he has already recognized Ning Fan as the main, and will not regret it.

Although the cultivation of the little demon woman is weak, it is only a melting spirit, but her identity, but the Taoist of Ning Fan, does not dare to be a little disrespectful from the dragon.

"Hey, what do you call me? Call again." The little demon girl smiled and seemed very satisfied with the name of the dragon.

"See the mother from the dragon!"

"Call again."

"I have seen the mother from the dragon."

"Call again."

"...I have seen the mother from the dragon."

The little demon woman is very satisfied with the word of the mother and the mother, and swears at Ning Fandao. "French, the servant you collected is too fun. Let me play for a few days."

"No!"

Ning Fan licked his forehead, although the dragon was named his servant, but he was also the demon king of Megatron.

Dignity from the dragon, even if it is a servant, can not be handed over to the little demon woman.

"Leaving the dragon, give you a task. There are still three days from the dragon festival. Within three days, you will go to the nearby demon sea and acquire all the medicines that can repair the gods, and the Tiancai treasure, don't worry that Xianyu is not enough."

Ning Fan took out a storage bag and handed it to the dragon. There was about one trillion yuan of jade.

Sweeping the storage bag from the dragon's eyes, slightly counting the number of Xianyu, the eyes are shocked, did not ask Ning Fan a demon repair, why need to repair the things of the gods.

"The mission must be completed!"

Along the dragon, he clenched his fist and his body shape disappeared and disappeared.

Ning Fan returned to his room after delivering the mission of leaving the dragon, preparing to refine the Qingyuan.

He won the first floor of Dongfu, and it is reasonable to say that he would reward a Yuanqingdan.

However, the Emperor sent a person to send ten yuan to Qing Dan, just one bottle.

More, naturally, I want to make a good Ning Fan.

Ning Fan has accepted it since he was welcome.

Three days after the official start of the Dragon Fishing Festival, he decided to refine the Yuan Qing Dan and upgrade his mind.

Then, go to the Jiu Ge to take a fishing rod, and find an opportunity to return Yuan Huangyu to the old Yuanhuang.

"I don't know how to take the 10 yuan to clear the Dan, can you let the gods break through the broken virtual world!"

...

In the northern demon sea, in a desolate sea, there is a very unremarkable demon island.

Under the low peak of the island, there is a cave house.

At the entrance of the cave, there are countless white bones, all of which are women's remains.

Inside the cave, there was a middle-aged man with a skinny evil.

In his eyes, there is a flash of green evil, like a yang.

He ate half of the woman's body from the side and picked up an information jade.

Looking at the people in the intelligence, the evil middle-aged sneer.

"He, not white wood!"

Suddenly, the evil middle-aged body, the momentum of the broken two heavens!

"My star of the white feather family, if swallowed separately, can only help those who realize the starlight healing technique to enhance the star power. But if ten stone stones are put together and arranged according to certain rules, the white feather family will be obtained from generation to generation. According to legend, the practice of star repair!"

"This person helped me kill the Xuanhe patriarch, I am very grateful, but unfortunately, the white stone of the white feather does not belong to him, he wants to take it away! Star Stone, it is mine!"

"In these years, I have retired in this Tibetan head, and I have been replenishing and consuming women every day. I am no longer the same as before, and I will not be chased by the district."

"This time, I have to ask the demon to help me to regain the star stone!"