Grasping Evil

Ning Fan tightly held his waist and talked about Zixin’s cheeks covered with red clouds.

She only saw at this time that the Taigong fishing that turned out to be a spirited person turned out to be a demon, and wanted to kill her!

Knowing that Ning Fan is saving himself, he said that Zixin did not break away from the embrace of Ning Fan, nor did he blame Ning Fan for being thin and light, but he was very grateful to Ning Fan’s derogatory shot.

If she is not saved, she will probably die under the surprise attack of Taigong fishing.

Ning Fan's pace has been retreating, and the Zijin Yuan wing, which was transformed from Taigong Fishing, has also been chased by the wings. The speed is not inferior to Ning Fan, even a little faster than Ning Fan.

Within a few millimeters, it is necessary to be caught by the giant claws of Zijinyuan.

Ning Fan slammed his footsteps, and in the left eye, he raised a vast demon.

"Districts and obstacles, I do not know how to advance and retreat, find death! Magic!"

The magical power of the second demon star of the left eye is self-promoted, and a illusion of illusion is born in an instant, and the purple gold dollar wing is enchanted.

Illusion is almost useless to a tough monk, but it is a one-shot effect for the spiritually inferior spirit.

Zijinyuan's wings and Ning Fan's eyes looked at each other and immediately fell into a heavy illusion. The huge body fell from the air on the ground, showing panic.

In the illusion, it sees countless mortal demons who are comparable to the immortals and true immortals.

It doesn't know how to break open illusion, it's too low-spirited, it's just a spirit...

"The original form is coming!"

Ning Fan took a sneak peek at the purple heart and stepped on the sky.

Can be more than a one-day attack by Nirvana, directly smashing the spirit of the Zijin Yuan wing, returning to the magic weapon phase, and returning to the two-foot four-foot fishing rod.

Ning Fan landed on the ground and took the fishing rod into his hands. His eyes were cold and stern. "From today on, I am your master. If you dare to slay the Lord, you will let your treasure break up! Seal!"

There is no chance to veto the Taigong fishing. Ning Fan loosened the talk about purple heart, directly biting the finger, dripping a drop of blood, making the **** pattern, planted in the fishing rod, complete the recognition of the Lord, this treasure is the magic weapon.

This treasure is mixed with some ancient stars and iron. It is barely a two-star **** soldier, and it has the power of the dragon.

As a treasure of this life, it is only strong and not weak.

"More... Thanks to the seniors for helping me..."

Talk about the purple heart and pretty face.

Ning Fan has a strong shot, and he has surrendered to the Taigong fishing spirit in the middle of the count. The powerful means makes the purple heart look at it.

This is the instrumental spirit of the fairy tales, which is why some of the five old monsters are not easy to surrender.

A soft waist that has been touched by Ning Fan. It seems that there is still the residual temperature of Ning Fan's arm.

I remembered the scene just now, talking about the purple heartbeat speeding up, slightly lost, this is the first time she was cuddled by a man...

"Small things are gone, why should you thank them. This treasure has already been conquered, and Bai’s big thing has already happened. Immediately, Miss Zixin will go to see the old Yuanhuang."

"..." The state of disappointment is about purple heart. He is like a puppet, and he has not heard the words of Ning Fan.

"Oh..." Ning Fan silently urged the thief to spy on the heart of the purple heart.

He found that talking about what Zixin thought in his heart was repeatedly entangled in people's hearts, and he was already in a state of chaos and lost his mind.

After a while, Zi Zixin returned to God from the konjac. His face is more red.

"What did the seniors just say..." she asked without knowing.

"Let's go see the old emperor."

"Okay!"

"Do you go by yourself, or am I holding you away?" Ning Fan smiled.

"I, I... I will go by myself, let me come with my seniors." Her face was redder, and her face flashed, and she took Ning Fan from the Yunling Pool and flew to the main hall of the Yuandian Temple.

She didn't want to be held again by Ning Fan... probably...

This road flew to the Yuan Temple. The expression of Zixin gradually recovered, and the memories of the blushing heartbeat were deeply hidden in the heart.

She did not forget that it was a big deal for the Agong to be injured at this moment. It should not be so cranky.

Ning Fan slowed down. After talking about the purple heart, I am not ill.

The moment of Fang Cai’s sorrow has long been forgotten by Ning Fan.

What I think in my heart is to talk about Tian Yan’s injury.

The poison that can be talked about by Tian Yan will be very powerful. I don’t know if I can crack this poison, and I can help to talk about Tian Yan’s healing...

"See Miss under the genus! Hey... I have seen the ancestors of the white wood!"

The monk who guarded the gate of the Imperial Palace Hall, saw the purple heart coming forward, and immediately stepped forward and held a fist.

When I saw that Ning Fan was also talking about Purple Heart, everyone was a glimpse.

The lady is not never swearing at any man, why is she walking with the white wood ancestors?

And within the Yuan Temple today, there is still someone who is walking with a man like Miss. It seems that it is not appropriate.

That person, but for the lady’s family, this is the third time to ask for a kiss...

If you let the person see the lady walking with the white wood ancestors, it will be angry!

Although the white wood ancestors are powerful, the man is even bigger...

"Imperial. I want to see the Agong, can the Agong be in the temple?" Talked about the purple heart falling to the ground and asking the guards faintly.

"If you return to Miss, the old emperor did not go out and was meditating in the temple."

"Okay, I know, you can retire. I want to bring the white wood to see the grandfather, and inform the whole hall, and no one will be disturbed to the Yangxin Temple."

"Yes... Miss stays! There is still something to do with it..."

"What is it?"

"The demon, come to ask for a kiss... He is waiting for the lady to come to the temple, and he wants to see him." The guards said something awkward.

"How come he came again, no see!"

Talking about purple heart frowning.

The one who comes to ask for a kiss is a demon, but the repair of the broken three heavens. It is the monk of the upper demon land, born in the dragon family of the true dragons - the Huanglong.

When he came to the demon world two hundred years ago, he once saw the purple heart once.

This person would not pay attention to the purple heart, but at first glance, the purple heart has a yin and yang power, and immediately pay attention to this woman.

In the past two hundred years, I have asked for a total of two kisses.

At that time, when I talked about Zixin’s remorse for the injury of the old Yuanhuang, I asked this person if I could treat the old Yuanhuang.

If this person is willing to help, she can consider the marriage.

However, the man said that the old Yuanhuang was too wounded. Only the eight-turn Chinese medicine in the Huanglong family could be treated with Dan.

The price is too great, he will not be a demon for the lower bound. It takes so precious medicinal herbs.

"This person actually said that my grandfather is the ‘devil in the lower area,’ I will die if I die,” he said, “I’m not afraid to marry him!”

She rarely hates anyone, but the upper bound demon is too annoying.

"The upper bound of the Huanglong family?"

Ning Fan sneaked a sneak peek, and has already talked about the purple heart.

Although I saw this woman's heart, I didn't ask much.

For Ning Fan, talk about the purple heart of the family. He has nothing to do with him, and he is not qualified to set it.

The two walked into the Yuan Temple and went straight to the Yangxin Temple.

When the monks met along the way, they talked about Zixin and Ning Fan, and they all showed strange expressions.

“Miss Zixin really doesn’t like ‘taking the yellow predecessor’. What she likes is the white wood ancestor?”

Going to the Jinhechi outside the Yangxin Temple. No one is talking about it.

Because this Jinhechi is very close to the Yangxin Temple, there is talk about Zixin’s prior instructions, and everyone here has left.

This place has opened a new ban, covering several courtyards near the entire Yangxin Temple, and outsiders are not aware of what is happening here.

The voice of discussion along the way, but still talk about the heart of Zixin and Ning Fan.

Ning Fan looks as usual, talking about purple heart but cheeks red. Some embarrassedly explained to Ning Fan,

"I don't know the depths of the monks in the Yuan Temple. I would like to ask the seniors for forgiveness."

"Who is the yellow one?" Ning Fan asked with a deliberate smile.

"He... he is a pretentious generation, not enough to compare with his predecessors. The predecessor is a good person, he is not..." The purple face is somewhat unnatural.

Somehow, she did not want to let Ning Fan know that she was asked to kiss.

Perhaps it is afraid that Ning Fan is angry and annoyed. So I don't care about her anymore...

"I am not a good person..."

Ning Fan laughed, was about to say it again, suddenly his eyes were slightly condensed, and he kept his footsteps.

Talking about Zixin also took the footsteps, because a yellow figure has come from the other end of Jinhechi.

"What is the meaning of Miss Zixin? What is this dragon's name better than this broken ant?"

This is a handsome and handsome young man with a yellow dress.

However, it seems that breaking through the realm soon. The repair is not yet stable.

This person’s mouth is sneer, his eyes are as sharp and gloomy as the eagle.

He is named Huang Huang, born in the Huanglong family, is one of the twelve dragons of this generation of Huanglong people!

The Huanglong people are the last branch of the true dragon family. The strongest is just a fate of a man.

In the land of the upper demon, the Huanglong people are nothing.

But in the lower bounds, the Huanglong people are considered to be a giant.

He is interested in talking about purple heart, and it is the yin and yang power of this woman. It is not the woman herself.

There is a secret technique in the Huanglong tribe, which must be cultivated with a woman who is yin and yang.

Once it is completed, this life will become a fairy, and there will be a chance, crossing the bridge, becoming a true fairy!

Although he has been told that Zixin refused twice, he was not discouraged.

This time, I came to ask for a third time, and I took a seven-turned medicinal herb.

This Dan is not enough to heal the old Yuanhuang, but it can alleviate the old Yuanhuang's injury and help the old Yuanhuang live for a hundred years.

He can see it. The reason why he failed to ask for help twice was that he did not understand the heart of Zixin.

Talking about Zixin's most respectful grandfather, he is not arrogant, and he has annoyed the beautiful woman.

This time he learned, he still reluctant to take the precious medicinal herbs in the family to save a lower bound, but also took a bit of sincerity, want to impress the heart of the purple heart.

I never thought that this time I came to the Yuandian, I first ate the old Yuanhuang and closed the door, and then I saw Zixin and other men walking.

"I don't know what a good woman!" A little bit of coldness in the yellow heart.

If you don't talk about the purple heart and the power of yin and yang, he will descend on his own identity and pursue a lower bound female repair.

"You don't have any point to compare with him... I still have something to do at the moment. If you want to bring a guest to see Agong, you will not entertain the Huang predecessors."

Talking about Zixin’s blink of an eye to Ning Fan, indicating that he ignored the yellow, and went directly to the Yangxin Temple to see the old Yuanhuang.

The two just wanted to cross the yellow, but they were stopped by Huang Ying.

"He, is your Yuandian guest? Is it white wood, I recognize you, and I have heard your name, how? This time, did you not take the waste of Tan Longzi?"

Tan Longzi is the blood of Huanglong, and he is also a member of his Huanglong family.

However, Tan Longzi does not have the pride of the Huanglong family, but instead recognizes Ningfan as the main. It is easy to take advantage of the yellow.

Ning Fan’s eyes are cold, his servants, when it’s his turn to laugh outside!

"Yes, he is the white wood predecessor, is my grandfather's guest, please let go!" Talking purple heart is pretty cold.

"He, is it really white wood!" I sneered with Huang Xuan. Looking towards the Ningfan, with a hint of sarcasm.

Thousands of years ago, he received a servant of the body of Qingyang. With his help, the man had broken through the sacred realm by relying on the seven physique.

The man told him. The white wood in front of you is fake!

The man told him that the white wood in front of him had a star stone of the white feather family!

Ning Fan’s eyes sank again.

This yellow seems to be very convinced that he is not white wood.

"White wood, you have Tan Longzi as a servant, there is a Yuandian support, and the world is afraid of you. Ben Longzi is not afraid of you at all. You know, you have two places that have provoked Ben Longzi! If you can get two things, this The dragon can not be rude to you! Otherwise, let your blood splash here today, killing the golden lotus pond!"

"Two things?" Ning Fan sneered.

"First, stay away from talking about purple heart! Second, hand over the white stone of the white feather family! These two things, if you do. The emperor subnet opens one side, you are not guilty! Otherwise, today, you must die!"

"Take the yellow, you are deceiving too much! Whether he is away from me, what to do with you, what interference do you have! The white stone of the white feather family. This is the thing of the white feather family, owned by him, you rely on what others! "Talking about purple heart for Ning Fan to maintain the road.

"By what! Just because he is not white wood, just rely on him, he is just the next gang! Just rely on him. Can't provoke me!"

Ning Fan did not say much, and the cold mans in his eyes gradually disappeared. Although the cold disappeared, but the killing is even more horrible!

"What is the yellow, you know, you have two places that have provoked me."

"First, my servant, not you can insult."

"Second, my treasure, you can't see it."

"Give you three interest, leave here, you can avoid a death..."

Ning Fan Black Skull is like a magical invisible, he sees the yellow, just like a dead person.

"Oh, with your broken and heavy heavens, I dare to threaten Ben Longzi. It is interesting and interesting. Outside rumors, you have swept the two realms with one person's strength, and even beat the East and West of the Three Realms, but unfortunately. This kind of lie, Ben Longzi does not believe at all!"

"One."

"This Longzi does not believe that you have cultivated to a deeper level, and you do not believe that you dare to kill me. My Huanglong nationality is a big man in the upper class, not you can afford it."

"two."

"White wood, no, fake white wood, why do you pretend to be here, you simply don't dare to kill me, know each other, hand over the star stone, stay away from talking about purple heart, if you don't know each other, Ben Longzi will kill you like a dog!"

"three!"

After the yellow nonsense has not been finished, Ning Fan’s killing has moved!

At this moment, his eyes were full of blood, and a horrible sigh of anger shrouded the entire Jin Hechi!

This suffocating evades the purple heart, but has not avoided the yellow!

In the moment of perceiving this suffocation, the yellow face is drastically changed!

"A strong suffocation, this suffocating, even the suffocating smashed by the broken seven, broken eight monks! How is this possible! You have killed the broken seven, broken eight monks! The ridiculous!"

Ning Fan didn't say much, just stepped out and shattered the void, and exhausted the soul of the void.

He climbed up in an imposing manner, only one step, he was promoted to the height of the broken three heavens, and two points stronger than the ordinary three monks!

This is the benefit brought by God's promotion, and God's thoughts are improved, and the avatar's strength is greatly increased, even with the strength of Ning Fan!

Ning Fan, turned into black, seems to be a hegemonic, cold-minded monarch.

If the Huanglong people are a little stronger, Ning Fan will be a little taboo.

Unfortunately, the Huanglong people are in the upper bounds, but they are the family of the projectiles, which is not enough to fear!

The threat is even far worse than the White Mozong, and it is not how the self-cultivation of Joan Daozong!

Ning Fan has no nonsense, taking a step directly, and transforming himself into ink and shadow.

At the moment when this magical power was exhibited, the feeling of a mortal crisis was raised by Huang Xintou, and he did not hesitate to pull back and reclaim the deep yellow dragon scale body.

The next moment, the ink shadow like a sword, suddenly appeared in his all directions, strangled him!

"This... what is this supernatural power, not good! The dragon scales of Ben Longzi are not enough to prevent this technique!"

In his heart, he just raised such thoughts, and the dragon scales on his body have all turned into powders.

His flesh is unreservedly in the attack of ink distraction!

The yellow is just breaking through the broken three. The realm is not solid, and its strength is far less than that of the East.

Ning Fan has already greatly increased his mind, and his strength has risen sharply. He is much stronger than when he defeated the East!

In the heavy ink shadow, the yellow screams suddenly, and the flesh is constantly twisted into pieces by the ink shadow.

He is afraid. Fear!

He couldn't think of it. In the lower bounds of the demon world, there are ants who dare to shoot for themselves! Dare to offend the Huanglong people!

"White wood, stop at speed, if you dare to kill this dragon, in the demon world. There will be no more places for you!"

His threat is of no importance to Ning Fan, because Ning Fan does not need to stand in the demon world.

"Destroy!"

Ink shadow re-condensed, Ning Fan came out, and the yellow was screamed, turned into a mud of mud, and the beautiful Jin Hechi dyed a piece of pollution.

Ning Fan received a yellow storage bag and gave a slight glance. Frown slightly, there is nothing that can make him tempted.

Dissipate the body of the black body and retreat from the spirit of the spirits. Ning Fan talks about the purple heart. "Go, see the old emperor."

Ning Fan has come all the way, killing countless people. This is only one person worth mentioning.

"You... you killed him. It will cause trouble! The upper bounds have orders, the immortals can't be lower bounds, the Huanglong ancestors can't go down the bounds, but the Huanglong tribes have several demons, but the demon world can avenge this person... ”

At this moment, it is not the death of Huang, but the safety of Ning Fan. at this point. Not even she realized it.

"I know, therefore, I killed him. You are forgotten by the Huanglong family. You forgot to fish for me, but it is the dragon to the treasure, the demon Huanglong, how much, how much I will kill." ”

"You, you..." Talking about purple heartless speech, the lower bound demon repair, in addition to Ning Fan, but also from no one dare to despise the upper bounds.

The fishing rod she gave to Ning Fan seems to be the weapon of Ning Fan’s destruction of the Huanglong people...

"Look for someone to clean up the Jinhechi... talk about the seniors?"

Ning Fan suddenly said to one side of the land.

Talking about Tian Yanyi, Xu Xu appeared, he actually came to Jinhechi.

Talking about Tian Yanxiang, I don’t like to go to the upper bounds who are very self-satisfied. I wanted to help Ning Fan at the time of Ning Fan’s distress and block the attack by Huang.

I never thought that Ning Fan had taken a photo to take a yellow life...

"The old man here will send people to clean, you will kill Huang, I will try to help you cover up... But you know, Huanglong has a mystery. If the Huanglong people kill people, as long as they fall, the name of the murderer in the heart The name will be passed back to the family... At this moment, most of the Huanglong people are known. There is a white wood in the lower bound, killing one of their twelve dragons. Perhaps it will be broken or even the lower bound. Yours. I don’t know if you can call your name when you are in yellow."

The old emperor revealed a hint of concern.

"Calling and shouting, it doesn't matter." Ning Fan didn't think so.

Even if you shouted by Huang, most of the shouting is the word white wood.

His real name has not been exposed, and anyone in the Huanglong family can know that the murderer is the Emperor of the Rain.

"Thank you for the predecessors borrowing jade. The younger generation has gained a lot of insights in the Shengxian Tower. Today, I want to see the wounds for the seniors and seek a solution to pay off the feelings of the predecessors."

Ning Fan took a storage bag and took out Yuan Huangyu and returned it to the Emperor.

His eyes swept over the old Yuan Emperor and he sank.

The old Yuanhuang injury is much more serious than he expected...

...

Upper bound, the land of the demon, the Huanglong.

Within the temple, the name of the twelve dragons suddenly broke one!

The broken name card is all yellow!

"How can I die by Huang! Who can tell the old man, what is going on!"

A demon dragon in the Guardian Temple, I am so angry!

Take the yellow, but his descendants! Who is so bold, dare to kill his younger generation!

White wood! Which **** is white wood, he wants to find this person, corpse corpse!