Grasping Evil

One day later, Ning Fan pressed down his body and his face recovered slightly.

Although the injury has not yet healed, the mana has been restored. At this moment, it is the same as the broken seven, but also the battle to win.

"It seems that your injury is no longer a problem, so the old man can safely leave." Wei Xuan Xinwei smiled.

"Predecessors have to go, don't you enter the ruins of heaven with me?"

"No, the old man brought Chu and Gu's friends to the lower limit. One is to help you kill the Neptune. The other is to bring something. You have to go to the sword world to give you the Master, and help him complete the final step of unsealing the land. "Wei Xuan explained.

"It turns out that." Ning Fan knows that the old man is busy unsealing the land for planting fruit.

In this case, he naturally will not prevent Wei Xuan and others from going to the sword world.

"If the seniors see the Master, please bring a word to the younger generation and say, 'The sinner's person died in the hands of Ning Fan, please respect the sorrow and sorrow..."

Ning Fan said, close his eyes.

He knows that the old devil's heart has always had a sorrow for the renegade of Hannitian.

He hates Hanni Tian, ​​but he has never died in Hanni...

For the outsiders, the old devil is decisive, but for his own disciples, even the gangsters, the old devil is also kind and soft.

Ning Fan is convinced that it is not necessarily difficult to find a strong person to detoxify himself if he wants to find a strong person.

If he really wants to kill Hane Tian, ​​he only needs to make a single order. I am afraid that the Black Devils will fight against the Tianzhu and will also be inferior.

If he really wants to kill Hane Tian, ​​he will let the Jin Jianjian repair his hand. For the Jin Jianjian, it is Han Nie Tian, ​​even if it is a fate. It’s not hard to kill ordinary people who are really immortal...

The old devil just doesn't want to...

He has been waiting for Hane Tian to turn back, he has been giving Hane Tian chance...

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

He has always been reluctant to resume his cultivation, and there is sorrow in his heart that is difficult to wipe out... until Ning Fan appears. He gave him hope and let him rekindle his fighting spirit.

He wants to restore his cultivation, wants to shelter his Xiaomei, and wants to hold up a sky for Ning Fan.

But at this time, Han Nie Tian came to Qimei and destroyed the expectation of the old devil. And once again hurt the old devil's heart.

Ning Fan knows that he killed the Neihuang, although he explained that the old devil has a knot and reported a big hatred, but it will also make the old devil sorrow.

Because Han Nie Tian, ​​I did not wake up to death. Did not look back.

Wei Xuan sighed, nodded, and then took out a jade slip and handed it to Ning Fan.

"In this picture, there are some introductions to the ancient heavens thirty-three days, which may be useful to you. The old man has prepared some things and wants to send you to break through the broken. But it seems that it is not necessary... enter Be careful after the ancient heavens, as long as you don't provoke a big disaster, there is a devil in your hand, you will not be in danger."

Wei Xuan Yan, Chu surnamed Xian also came forward, a familiar look, patted Ning Fan's shoulder, "Lao Chu Jiangnan. See you very pleasing to the eye, if you come to the real star, remember to Come to Laozi and have a drink!"

Gu surnamed Xian also stepped forward and nodded to Ning Fan, cherished as gold. His eyes are not praised. "Han Laoer has you as a disciple. He is not awkward. If he is in trouble to the north, if he is in trouble, he can come to Beitian Wanjianzong to find me."

The old devil is lonely, and he is willing to help the old demon. He must be a good friend. Ning Fan does not dare to neglect.

Then, Wei Xuan and other three people went all the way down to the domain and went in the direction of the sword.

"Cook brother, what did you see in the memory of the old man? Tell me about it, I am very interested in the ancient demon! Maybe one day I will fly to the ancient demon, after all, I am Dan... ”

When the words were not finished, they were taken into the arms by Ning Fan and grabbed her little mouth.

Ning Fan reveals the color of blame. If Mingque is leaking the identity of Dan Devil here, I am afraid that it will cause trouble.

The gray-haired old man in the cloak of the cloak was pumping his face and seemed to see that Ning Fan was so unacceptable to hold the bird.

It’s even more unacceptable to hear Ming Kee say that he wants to fly to the ancient magical.

Just kidding, she is noble... How can I fly to the dirty land of the ancient magical horn!

"You want to know the information of the ancient demon, I can tell you, but you don't talk any more, remember?" Ning Fan scolded.

"Well... remember..." Ning Fan was half-shouldered, and Mingque had a feeling of rapid heartbeat, and his face was red.

"Look, these are the incomplete memories of the demon."

Ning Fan loosened the Mingque, pointed her finger at her eyebrows, and introduced the memory of the scene to the Mingque.

Then he took out the jade slips that Wei Xuan gave, and he did not enter the jade slip.

"This is the ancient magical Yuan... Calling the river ancestors is clearly a **** of the real world, but the call of the river sect in the ancient demon, is only the last power... the ancient magic is so powerful..."

The bird can't help but exclaim, and the audience is screaming at the scene, especially the demon monk, but it is very serious.

The ancient demon is very mysterious, even if it is the four ancestors of the devil, the understanding of the ancient magic is also very limited.

They can not find the memory of He Zongqiang without the temperament of Ning Fan...

Ning Fan did not pay attention to Mingque, as long as she did not talk about her identity as a demon, love to say anything with her.

His mind was all immersed in the jade slips given by Wei Xuan, and he was indulged in the jade.

Among the ruins of the heavenly court, there are many monsters and monsters that are rampant, but these are not worth noting.

Need to pay attention to is the funeral family!

The ancestor of the burial immortal family, the rumor is the strong entanglement of the mortal grievances of the ancient heavenly death.

In his lifetime, he founded the funeral family in one hand and stood above thirty-three days.

The dead died without a burial, so the funeral fairy.

There are many people in the burial fairy tales, and there are more than nine kings and eighteen kings, each of whom is a strong sage.

The burial immortal family repaired the corpse, corpse corpse, refining the corpse poison, often looking for the ancient corpse of the heavens to swallow.

If you enter thirty-three days, try not to kill the funeral and powerful people. If you kill one person, it will cause the siege of countless buried immortals.

This is the warning of Wei Xuan...

Cross the seal door and enter the first heaven. When someone enters the seal door, they need to wait for the seal to be broken. If they hold a false order, they can ignore the seal. Break into the first heaven in advance.

There are two Tianmen in the first day of the world, which can lead to the second heaven. Both of these Tianmen are guarded by the funeral, and they have to pay for the crystal.

The second heaven leads to the third heaven. There are three heavenly gates.

Every day, there will be one more Tianmen, and the boundaries will be much wider.

Put away the jade slip, Ning Fan took a storage bag, took out a red copper token, and there were ten sun scars on it.

This is a virtual heavenly order. For the ancient heavenly immortal believers, you can directly enter the seal door and enter some special forbidden places in the ancient heaven.

In general, only four days of true immortals are eligible to hold...

"You have to wait two days for the seal to open, so it's boring." Mingque has already looked at the information of the ancient demon, and bored his mouth.

"So. Let's step into the remains of heaven."

Ning Fan's right arm grabbed the small body of the Mingque, and the left hand made a move. The two immediately flashed through the seal door and entered the first heaven.

"Virtual Heaven! You can directly enter the virtual heaven of heaven! 孽云雨皇 actually has this thing!"

"This thing lasts for four days, and only the old monster above the real fairy has it. He can have it!"

I remembered the countless exclamations. Even the gray-haired old man in the cloak was a little surprised.

All this has nothing to do with Ning Fan.

He will put the virtual heavens up and put down the Mingque, which is already in the first heaven.

Once here, Mingque immediately raised his nose and sniffed, and his eyes were full of excitement. "A lot of delicious! Here, there is this side. There are! We are going to find food!" Taro mouth water DC.

"Well, wait. I will look for Tianmen first."

Ning Fan closes his eyes and raises the azure rain around him, showing his voyeurism.

Thinking of innocence gave him three years to rush for thirty-three days, and said that he should be desperate. Ning Fan has already guessed in his heart. These thirty-three days must be extremely vast, or you don't have to spend so much time.

"Wow, it’s raining!" Mingque looked at the drizzle, and couldn’t help but remember the days when the graves were covered with rain.

The rain curtain has been extended to the distance. With Ning Fan's current cultivation, the voyeurism is enough to make the rain cover the entire interface of the rain!

But the first heaven is obviously wider than the rain. With the rain of Ningfan, not only did not glimpse the margin of the first heaven, but did not find the location of the two heavens.

In the range of his perception, at least thousands of monsters and Warcraft are on top of the broken.

There are also some monks who are skinny, dressed in black armor and armed with long brothers. They are retreating here.

Those people are probably the funeral people who Wei Xuan said!

Ning Fan received the rain and his brow wrinkled.

For a time, I didn’t know which way to go, in order to find the Tianmen to the second heaven.

Simply follow the Mingque, her nose is so powerful, maybe she can smell the Tianmen.

"Little girl, you can't smell the sky door."

"Tianmen, what is that stuff?" Mingque did not understand.

"But let's take a step and look at it. You take my treasure hunt. If you can meet some of the same treasure-seeking funeral people, you can ask where the Tianmen is. They take the Tianmen to collect the Tao, give them some Daojing, It should not be difficult to ask for directions."

Ning Fan took out the ancient sword of gold and carried it with the Ming Yu Yu Jian.

He served Dan in the sword, and Minque was responsible for guiding the treasure.

All the way to encounter the monsters, World of Warcraft, mostly broken and broken two repairs, but those who attacked the road, were killed by Ning Fan, the body was thrown away to swallow.

After devouring a flesh-and-blood essence of a mysterious and countless strong man, there was a sign of breaking through the broken seven.

There is a clear bird pointing to the road, Ning Fan has found a lot of very secret ancient fairy cave house.

These caves have a long history, and the things inside have already become impossible. Occasionally, they find a semi-destroyed fairy treasure, and Ning Fan also does not see it at all.

Daojing has found a lot, plus the 32 storage bags that Ning Fan had previously seized. There are more than 3 million Daojing on his body.

Among these caves, there are still some rare elixir, the lowest is 50,000 years, the highest, even reaching 200,000 years.

For Ning Fan today, the elixir is temporarily useless, and he has no time to study Dan.

Mingque wants to eat these elixir, and Ning Fan will send it to her.

"Cake brother, good fragrance! Really good! I smell a scent, there are definitely a lot of good things in this direction!"

Mingque suddenly pointed to the direction of the north-south, excited.

"Yes. Then let's go and see." Ning Fan smiled casually.

It is also strange to say that this road has not met a burial fairy strong, so that Ning Fan has no chance to ask questions.

However, in the direction pointed by Mingque, Ning Fan has vaguely perceived a lot of tyrannical atmosphere. It seems to be a funeral.

Going in this direction, most of them can ask the way.

The ancient swords of gold are comparable to the celestial beings, and all the way to gallop. After more than ten flashes, more than 100 million miles have been spent.

In the distance, the blood of the sky can be seen, and the blood light gives Ning Fan a very uncomfortable feeling.

Jianguang went all the way to the **** light. Near the corner, Ning Fan accepted Jianguang, faintly visible there is an ancient altar below.

Above the altar, the burial immortals who are constantly wearing black armor are killed, as if they were offering sacrifices.

Above the altar, blood is shining.

The altar is surrounded by four sides. There are countless rare drugs on display.

Countless burial immortals are facing the altar and chanting the ancient scriptures.

"Oh, these baby babies originally had a master... It seems that they can't eat." The little bird shows the color of disappointment.

"Well, these elixir are the sacrifices of the burial immortals. If it is not necessary, it is not worthy of a dispute between these elixir and the funeral family..."

Ning Fan entered the ancient heaven to find the dead tree. Save the cool.

If possible, he does not want to cause more trouble, and even more will not offend the local snakes in this place - the funeral fairy.

If any of the burial immortals are killed, it will lead to the siege of the burial people.

The strong inside of the burial fairy is like a cloud, and there are nine ancestors and eighteen kings. If they are chased by 27 scattered celestial beings, Ning Fan has no confidence to protect himself.

"Hey! Who is here, I don't know if this place is forbidden by my family, can't you snoop!"

Twelve broken black armored men vacated and surrounded the golden swords.

Among the 12 people, the lowest is the broken five-fold sky. The highest is a bald man with a broken seven heavens.

These 12 people are the strongest in this place and seem to be the guards here.

Ning Fan yelled at the shaved head of the broken seven, and said. "There is only an accidental way to go here, there is no voyeuristic heart."

"Yes... It turns out that you are a foreign monk!" The eyes of Dahan flashed a trace of disdain, sneer.

"Yes, it is a foreign monk. I don't know if you have a map of the first heaven. You are looking for the Tianmen to the second heaven." Ning Fan did not change his face and ignored the scorn of the Dahan.

"Oh? Do you want a map of the first heaven?"

Dahan’s eyes turned and he laughed.

"This is good to say, a million maps of a crystal, if you are willing to pay for the crystal, I will sell you a map. If you refuse to pay, you will find it in this first day." Let me tell you one thing. In the thirty-three days, the first day is the smallest day, but this is the smallest heavenly world, and there are as many as twenty thousand worlds. Even if you have a map, know Tianmen. Wherever you go to the nearest Tianmen, it will take at least half a month. If you look for it purposelessly..."

Dahan erected three fingers and sneered. "At least for three years, you can find the Tianmen!"

As a burial immortal, Dahan always looked down on foreign monks and saw that Ning Fan was eager to hurry. He naturally wanted to knock a bamboo stick.

The bird's mouth is surprisingly close, and a map sells a million crystals, which is too expensive!

For these funeral people, making a map is very simple, and you can print a jade slip.

This will sell a million crystals! ! !

It is clear that it is starting from the ground! ! !

"Cake brother, I am going to slap him a meal, wait for him to be afraid, he will give you a map for free!" Mingque waved his hand.

"Hey, are you? Can you beat him?"

"Oh... I can't beat it, but I don't have you, don't you dare to see me being bullied..." Mingque laughed.

Ning Fan smiled and shook his head. If it was not for the treatment of the micro-cool, it would not be a bit wrong. With his character, he would never be ruined by others... He could never be the loser.

What about today...

Ning Fan has a sleeve, a storage bag with a million crystals has been flat to the bald man.

The bald man was slightly stunned. He just wanted to play Ning Fan. He did not expect Ning Fan to give money.

In his eyes, Ning Fan is a foreign monk, and only a broken six. He is broken seven. Why are you afraid of breaking six, and even more afraid of foreign monks?

The ancient heavens have been opened, and which foreign monk is not careful, for fear of offending the funeral.

Even if it is a sacred fairy, it is necessary to hold a fist to the burial immortals, let alone the Ning Fan of the six realms in the district?

Who dares to punish the funeral in thirty-three days?

The bald man did not think of it. Ning Fan is willing to bid millions to buy a map.

Holding a million crystals, Dahan’s heart was moving and greed.

"One million is less. If you give two million crystals, I will give you the map of the first day."

"Say a million, how can it become two million!" Mingque is a little angry.

"I don't want to pay. Let's go, of course, this million, I will not return it to you." The bald man snarled.

Ning Fan frowned, but did not say much, once again. Throw a storage bag to the bald head.

In this storage bag, there are another one million crystals.

"I want a map." Ning Fan's tone is a bit cold.

"There is another million crystals!" The bald-headed man licked his tongue, and the 11 burial fairy strongmen on the side looked at the bald man with envy.

Envy, I am so envious.

In their eyes, Ning Fan is a fat sheep, can be slaughtered casually. But this fat sheep was monopolized by the bald man.

no way. Who makes the bald big man the highest?

There are benefits, naturally he gets it first.

"I changed my mind... a map, three million crystals! You have to give me another one million! Well, wait..."

The bald man suddenly looked at the bird in disbelief and seemed to find something incredible.

He took out a **** jade, and looked at the bird, and saw that Yu Pei was slightly bright, and immediately rejoiced.

"Ha ha! Dan magic! Laozi luck is really good, this time among the foreign monks, there is actually a Dan magic! Jiuzu eighteen kings have orders. Must find a Dan magic, help the ancestor resurrection! Well, really great! This great achievement was hit by Laozi!"

The bald head Han took up the blood jade and sneered at Ning Fandao. "Boy, hand over all the crystals on your body, and then hand me the little girl next to you. Well, this golden sword is also good. Give it to me. So, I will give you a map!" ”

"You, you, you!" Xiao Ming's **** has been speechless.

She has seen people who have been in the way, but like the bald man, I don’t know how to advance or retreat. I saw it for the first time.

After all, the funeral people are used to it. In their eyes, the foreign monks are the ones who are bullying. That's all.

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed in his eyes, but he was born and pressed down. He pulled the bird to the back and was cold and cold. “I don’t want to map, let’s leave!”

If it is not necessary, he really does not want to fight with the funeral family. He only wants to calm down and cure the silence.

But he is also impossible to hand over the Mingque to these people!

"Want to go! Hey! I want to let you go. Since you don't know how to be good, then you can't help yourself. You can kill the foreign monk and bring the Dan's little girl to the back. !"

Under the command of the bald head, 11 burial fairy strongmen swarmed up and rushed toward the ancient sword.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, his eyes flickered.

Today, he has endured it for a long time, but the funeral people have touched his bottom line!

Turned around and dressed in black.

Raise your hand and draw the soul of the soul.

Ning Fan's repairs reached the peak of the seven peaks in an instant, and the whole body turned into an ink-shadow.

The entire sky is covered by ink, and the ink dyes the sky!

In an instant, 11 of the funeral elites were all shrouded in ink!

7 broken five, 4 broken six in an instant, Qi Qi issued a terrible scream!

Their bodies, a trace of silk was broken by the shadow of the ink, turned into pieces of blood and rain, sprinkled from the sky!

Their gods, in an instant, die in the ink distraction!

"You dare to kill the immortals! You are not afraid of the revenge of the nine ancestors and eighteen kings!" The bald man trembled.

At this moment, he felt the boundless suffocation in the eyes of Ning Fan, and his strong suffocation was only seen in his life!

This is a killing demon, he thought he had a fat sheep, but he never thought that this person is a tiger with sheepskin!

"If I kill everyone in this place, who will know that I am killing!"

Ning Fan waved and collected 11 storage bags for the burial fairy strong, and the ink shadows scattered, and went to the bald head.

The bald-headed man trembled fiercely, and he would have to escape without saying anything.

He has seen that he is by no means an enemy of peace. It is a common broken eight, and it may not be able to get a good job in Ning Fan!

He wanted to go, but there was a golden whirlpool out of his feet, which made him fall into his feet and could not escape.

The next moment. Ink attack came and took him into it.

In a scream of screams, he was smashed into a myriad of pieces of minced meat.

His god, by Ning Fan, is in his hands, searching for souls and memories.

In this way, the map will be available. Not very simple.

Ning Fan's eyes swept coldly to the buried funeral people. These people counted 100 people, and one or two of them were broken. One by one, they looked at Ning Fan with chills.

Many people have set off their fingertips and tried to play the flying sword. They want to send information to the nine ancestors and eighteen kings. Killing Ning Fan.

Ning Fan will not give them a chance.

The sword is turned into an enchantment, and everyone is enveloped in the sword. No one can communicate to the outside world.

On the ground of the altar, an incomparably huge golden vortex appeared, and hundreds of burial fairy powers were all collected into the empty hole and killed in the cave.

Road fruit, storage bags, and the flesh and blood essence of countless strong people...

The flesh and blood essence of these strong people was absorbed by Ning Fan. Put it in front of the huge enchanting cockroach.

After the death of these strong men, each of them gave birth to a corpse, floating in the air, and refining by Ning Fan.

This is an unexpected harvest, these corpses can gradually improve the body of Ning Fan.

I thought that there would be a sacred corpse in the ancient heaven. I didn’t expect that the corpse here was taken away by the funeral family...

Killing these strong people, Ning Fan harvested 300,000 Daojing, and Daojing had a total of 3.3 million.

Numerous rare elixir on the altar was taken away by Ning Fan. Send and serve with the bird.

"The cake brother is so violent, but I like it." Mingque squinted at the elixir, a satisfied look, smiled and said.

"Let's go, I already know where Tianmen is. Go directly to Tianmen. So kill the funeral people, thirty-three days, afraid of turbulence."

Ning Fan took a deep look at the altar, and the blood of the altar was slowly disappearing, but gave him endless sense of ominousness...

Put away the distracting thoughts, Ning Fan stepped on the ancient sword and went straight to the direction of Tianmen.

...

In the first day of the world, somewhere inside the ancient forbidden land, a thin old man wearing a golden armor suddenly became furious.

On the ground beneath him, he painted a **** smudge of the mysterious pole.

He took a storage bag and took out hundreds of broken marks.

Among these plaques, there are sacrifices that should be given to the ancestors, and guards sent to the altar.

Dead, these people are all dead!

"Hey! Within the first heaven, the monster beast is the highest in the world of Warcraft, but it will be destroyed by the three heavens. How can there be strength to attack the altar! The murderer is not the outside monk!"

In the eyes of the old man of the Golden Armor, the murderous smoldering flashes, and the body is full of enthusiasm.

"If the old man must guard the forbidden place here, and guard the ancestors to wake up, they must come out personally to check who is so bold and kill me to bury the immortals!"

His eyes were gloomy, raising his hand and playing countless voices.

There is only one content of the sound, ordering all the funeral people in the first heaven, but whoever meets the foreign monk, kills innocent!

"The ants come from outside the area, dare to provoke me to bury the fairy, hehe!"

The old man of the gold armor sneered, closed his eyes again, and picked up some kind of mysterious finger.

...

The upper layer is broken, the seal door is finally open!

A long-awaited grotesque rush, poured into the first heaven.

As soon as you entered the first heaven, everyone showed an unbelievable expression.

However, I saw the gates, and I have guarded a lot of funeral and immortal strongmen. When I saw everyone entering the border, I immediately launched a lore attack.

"Impossible! Although the burial fairy has always despised my foreign monks, it will not easily attack me. This time the heavens are opened, why should I wait for the sword!"

"Who is the one who does not know the heights of the earth, kills the funeral people, and angers this family!"

"who is it!"

"Who can still be there? Only one person, Yunyun Yuhuang, has entered the first heaven in advance with a virtual heaven!"

One by one, the old sighs sighed again and again, and some people complained about Ning Fan.

They have many people, and there are seven scattered celestial monsters present, who will not be injured by the funeral people.

Now that it has been enemies with the burial fairy, it is natural that there is no need to bear it.

All the people shot, and quickly killed the masses of the funeral.

But the expressions of the old monsters are very ugly.

Complain with the burial fairy, this time into the ancient heaven, fear is extremely dangerous...

"The rumor is that there are nine ancestors and eighteen kings sitting in the town. In the first twenty-seventh layer of heaven, there is a sacred ancestor.... In order to avoid the death of the order, the old man suggested that I should be divided into seven teams. Each team is led by a scattered ancestor, and is divided into seven paths to find opportunities. So, even if it is attacked by the ancestors of every layer of heaven, it will not be too dangerous... the suggestion of the old man, the way What do you think?" an old man suggested.

"This advice is naturally very good... I have no comments."

One by one, the low-level shards are conceived, but the face is full of sighs.

Following the ancestors of the scattered ancestors, the natural danger is extremely small, but if you find the treasure, most of them will be taken by these ancestors.

Looking into the opportunity of the ancient heavens, I am afraid that it will not be of much benefit...

The speed of the treasure hunt will also be greatly slowed down by the constant attacks of the burial immortals.

孽云雨皇, really will bring trouble to everyone...