Grasping Evil

"Go!"

The reminder of the other 26 six ancestors was introduced into the ears of the sixteen kings, but it was too late.

Ning Fan's robes are broken, the skin is turned into a little bit of blood, and the bones and blood are all turned into blood, and the sword is even the **** sword of the horror.

He seems to have turned into a blood man, no, it is a Gorefiend!

The body is burning with boiling blood, and the head is **** and magical, with eight blood-bearing wings.

He seems to have lost his senses. He never knew that the original application of the military will be ruined by the magic.

His consciousness is sometimes vague, sometimes awake, and the stars are bathed in the sky, and his body is barely able to maintain the degree of immortality, but that is all.

The sword in the hand suddenly disappeared and merged into the body of Ning Fan!

At this moment, the sixteen kings gave birth to a sense of crisis that was mortal, and fled to death, and the **** demon of Ning Fan’s mouth evoked a cruel smile.

laugh!

The Gorefiend turned into a **** sword, and it was comparable to the speed of the immortal, and instantly caught up with the Sixteen Kings.

The **** sword light is wrapped around his hands, and he has been temporarily integrated with Xia Huangjian!

With one hand tearing, the sixteen kings were torn into two halves, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror, which seemed to be smashed by the sword!

Ning Fan waved his hand and smashed the **** of the 16th King, swallowed it, and his face was more powerful!

"what!"

The screams of the sixteen kings spread throughout the thirty-three days in an instant!

The 40,000 burial immortals all fought in battle, and the nine ancestors and eighteen kings felt a cold air from their feet to the top of their heads.

One blow, killing the fairy!

The sixteen kings who had been cultivated by the Tang Dynasty were killed by Ning Fan!

That is a ancestors!

"This child can destroy the flesh and be able to display such a strong move. This kind of magical power. If he shows it for the second time, he must be degraded. I don't have to be afraid of him. I will shoot it together and kill this one!"

The voice of the six ancestors fell. The remaining 26 ancestors all rushed to Ning Fan!

They can't give Ning Fan the time to fight for the second sword. Otherwise, they will have a ancestral king!

This price is too big!

The blood of Ning Fan’s body gradually subsided, and a military solution was enough to kill a fairy.

He really felt that after the implementation of the military solution, in his heart, a magical deep-seated, it is difficult to obliterate.

The so-called swordsman inheritance, if it is repaired to the extreme. It’s going to be degraded...

It’s just this demon, it’s the magic of killing cold blood, and it’s very different from Ning Fan’s magic.

This magical thought remains in the heart, and it is extremely harmful to Ning Fan, which will definitely affect its path of becoming a fairy.

The average person who casts two troops has already died, who cares about this magic.

Ning Fan is different, he has a black star to heal itself. Even if the military is deployed, the injury is quickly healed, and although the body is heavy, it has not been destroyed.

However, the magic thoughts are still deeply rooted.

If you don't show a military style, you will have more magical thoughts.

When it exceeds the limit that Ning Fan can bear, Ning Fan will be swallowed up by the magic, and become another demon of the six parents.

It’s just that Ning Fan has no choice. He can’t match so many ancestors, the only one that can snuggle. Only this technique is left.

"Stupid brother..." In the Xuanyin world, Luo sighed and closed his eyes.

Today, she can't help Ning Fan any help on this occasion.

"Army..."

A cold voice sounded, and Ning Fan once again became a Gorefiend.

In the moment when he showed his military style, all 26 ancestors were stunned. No one dared to rush to the first one to resist the sword of Ning Fan.

"Hey, who is going to die..." The **** demon smiled, and the swordsman flashed, and it appeared in front of the ancestors.

The great ancestors were so scared that they were sweating, raising their hands and offering a golden ring, and they went to the Gorefiend.

The Gorefiend smiles even more gloomy, and the five fingers are caught, and the treasure of the ring is cut into countless pieces.

The other hand tore, tearing off the ancestors and swallowing them.

"Ah!" The ancestors screamed, and the next moment, the other arm was torn off and was eaten by the Gorefiend.

A little bit shredded, a little bit of eating, no one ancestors dare to rescue the ancestors, and seeing the great ancestors being stuttered by the Gorefiend!

They dare not approach!

They know that before the fall of the great ancestor, the power of the Gorefiend will not disappear, who is close, who is the dead!

"If the old man is not bad, the technique of this child will destroy the flesh for the first time, and destroy the gods for the second time... After two times, he will die, and save me the trouble of killing him. It’s a pity that the great ancestors and the sixteen kings died too badly..."

"But, I will wait for this to get the two women and help the ancestors to resurrect..."

The remaining 25 ancestors of the ancestors just fell, and they were exposed to the utter gaze!

Ning Fan, who has been deployed twice in a row, is still not dead!

He is still the body of the Gorefiend, and for the third time he has shown a military style!

Magic, deeper!

Ning Fan’s consciousness is more vague, only a strong obsession is insisting, and vows to protect the micro-cool without any loss.

His body gradually began to listen, bite his teeth, turned into a Gorefiend, and forcibly rushed to a pile of Zuwang Center.

All the ancestors changed their faces, and they took the Gorefiend as their center. They successively retired, and each sacrificed the treasure of life, and went to the Gorefiend.

The blood devil is sneer, screaming, and a piece of magical magical peaks are turned into powder.

Then, he turned his sword and rushed to a ancestral king, and stabbed him into the ancestral Dangtian, and easily crushed his god.

"Eighteen Kings!" The three ancestors screamed, forgot the fear of the Gorefiend, and rushed toward the Gorefiend.

There is a crazy magic in the eyes of the Gorefiend. He has only one thought at the moment, and that is to kill all the enemies here!

Military solution! Military solution! Military solution!

The deeper the magic is, the deeper it is!

Gorefiend directly hits the attack of three ancestors, and the injury is under the astrology, and he is instantly healed!

He sneered, and with three fingers, the three ancestors were immediately smashed into countless rotten meat!

"Who else!" The bloodsucker licked his tongue, and the corners of his mouth were still bloodstained by the ancestors.

Just ten breaths, there are already six ancestors in this place!

The remaining 21 ancestors are all happy.

Even if they are on the top three or forty, they will not be embarrassed even if they are not.

But the **** demon that Ning Fan has made is too terrible, this is not human at all. But the devil!

What the world calls the magic repair, that one of the devils, mostly refers to the magic road.

Even if it is an ancient demon, that magic word still refers to the magic road.

Magic repair also has people who are kind. The ancient devil also has a soft-hearted woman.

However, in front of the Gorefiend, his magic has nothing to do with the practice, it is a deep thought from the heart!

Cruel, cold-blooded, ruthless, mean. Blackmail, evil...

This demon is a madman, can kill all enemies for the mind, unscrupulous!

However, this horrible power of the devil is probably a general life fairy, and encounters such a **** demon who is not afraid of death. After thinking twice, temporarily avoid the edge.

Can kill six scattered immortals, in addition to the immortals, who else!

At this moment, there is no limit to the use of the Ning Fan of the military style, and how different from the immortal!

"Withdraw! Let's retreat! This magic can't be defeated, resurrecting the ancestor's things. Can only give up temporarily... If I waited to die, the ancestors would have never resurrected!"

"The burial of the immortals listened to orders, and the monks who were lower than the six realms of the six realms stayed here, blocking this demon! Give me the opportunity to escape!"

The second ancestor gave a command, and said nothing, turned and left, no longer dare to catch the bird, the micro-cool.

The rest of the ancestors also bite their teeth, slightly suppressing their hearts and panic, and turned and fled. If you continue to stay. It must be dead.

The monks above the broken six, one by one, the same fear, even the ancestors were easily killed by the Gorefiend, they dare to die, can escape.

More than 40,000 strong people under the broken five. After being left behind by the ancestors.

They know that they and others are not in the hands of the Gorefiend. For the sake of the present, they can only fight for a battle and strive to continue the ethnic group.

"Hey, can you run away? Military solutions! Military solutions! Military solutions!"

The Gorefiend sneered, and the whole body suddenly shattered, turning into a roll of billions of blood-colored swordsmanship, and the swordsman swept the sky in a flash.

He walked step by step behind the 40,000 people. Behind him, 40,000 buried funeral powers all fell into countless blood fog!

"What, what! 280 broken, 40,000 smelt, can't stop this magic half step! Damn, except for my ancestors, all left behind, save the blood of the funeral!"

"...Yes!"

With the orders of the ancestors, 45 broken six, broken seven strong people blocked before the Gorefiend.

And 21 ancestors died in desperation.

"Garbage only... military solution!"

laugh!

The Gorefiend sneered and shattered into countless blood, disappearing without a shadow.

The next moment, appeared behind the 45 strong.

45 broken six, broken seven old strange, all expressions fixed on the face.

The next moment, everyone's head flew high, blood spattered clouds. The **** swords invade the body, and they will kill their gods instantly!

The Gorefiend does not look at the remains of the land, the fruit, and the storage bag.

He just stared at the 21 ancestors who died in front of him, licking his tongue and a bloodthirsty expression.

When you step on it, it’s hard to break all the spoils!

He likes to destroy!

For him, killing talent is the most fun thing.

After many times, the soldiers have been deeply eroded by the magical thoughts, and his heart has been lost.

The footsteps of eight hundred and eight hundred black stars, the Gorefiend once chased after the seventeen kings, turned into a change, turned into a huge 50,000 feet, swallowed a big mouth, swallowed the seventeen kings.

When the seventeen kings were swallowed into the belly of the bloodsucker, they were crushed by the blood, and they screamed and died.

This is the power of the military!

This is the reason why Xi Tianbing solved the name of Zongwei!

In order to die for death, this surgery only has a madman to display, the soldiers dissolve the sect, is a madman concentrated!

It’s just that the soldiers who dispel the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects are for the sake of the war, for the sect, for the sake

Gorefiend is different.

At first, Ning Fan was trying to guard the admiration of Mu Weiliang. At this moment, he has fallen into a Gorefiend, and only the killings are left in his heart.

"Seventeen Kings!"

The nine kings gnashed their teeth and looked at the Gorefiend. I wanted to volunteer to leave the **** demon. The next moment, I was torn into pieces by the Gorefiend.

The eight ancestors trembled. When he was chased by the Gorefiend, he wanted to ask for mercy, but the Gorefiend simply ignored his petition and even took it too.

Gorefiend, just want to kill!

For a moment, the Eight ancestors have been torn into pieces!

The five ancestors were swallowed by the Gorefiend, and the Four Kings were chewed by the Gorefiend. The eleven kings were trampled into the mud by the Gorefiend.

One by one, the ancestors who were stunned by the sky, have fallen down one after another. In the end, there are only thirteen kings and one person...

The thirteen kings did not dare to escape, and they gritted their teeth. Rush to the Gorefiend, blew the flesh, trying to go with the Gorefiend.

His death really did a little bit of Gorefiend.

Ning Fan's blood is scattered, and he withdraws from the body of the Gorefiend. The body is full of wounds.

It’s too late to heal, even though the astrology is so powerful, it’s too late to heal.

There are too many times of military deployment...

And he, one person slaughtered the entire funeral fairy!

The price is that the heart is completely filthy and eroded by the magic...

Ning Fanqiang stood up and stood up. I found that my hands and feet were almost out of control.

He still has some reason at the moment because he was hit by the last ancestor.

However, if the injury recovers, he will once again enter the devil and lose all his senses, even if he has not applied his military style...

Cost, price...

This one does not have to pay the price.

"You must go back earlier. Take away the coolness and find a way to temporarily hold the magic... before I completely lose my mind."

Ning Fan bite his teeth, refused to collect the scattered storage bags on the ground, set up the ancient sword of gold, and rushed back all the way.

He scattered eight eight hundred and eight hundred black stars, but the astrology still instincted in the body.

His injury is recovering a little.

The magic thoughts that were originally slightly shattered are also recovering.

His eyes were red, and he gradually lost his mind, but he bit his teeth.

When you return to the undead tree. He was so welcoming, his mouth was hung with a cold smile.

He is once again invaded by the magic!

One person slaughtered 27 scented celestial beings, and the horror of his horror was the fate of his life. Also be deeply jealous.

Lu Xiu and others saw Ning Fan returning, and then seeing Ning Fan sighed with anger, and knowing that Ning Fan had already exhausted the nine ancestors and eighteen kings, all of them were shocked.

Especially at the moment, Ning Fan gave them a feeling of extreme strangeness. The smile of Sensen was too bloodthirsty and chilling.

Mu Weiliang has been completely resurrected, but has not yet awakened.

The undead tree has completely withered and the vitality has been exhausted.

"Master, you are back! I thought you would die, I am afraid!"

Seeing Ning Fan returning safely, the devil is happy and tears.

Don't misunderstand, he is worried that Ning Fan will die because he was banned by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan is the Lord, if the Lord is dead, the slave will die... He is afraid that he will be killed by Ning Fan.

"Scatter... Devil..." Ning Fan’s eyes flashed in the eyes, sneer at the sneak peek, and under one finger, it was a military solution.

For a moment, he turned into a body of the Gorefiend, a finger of the sword, enough to kill the demons.

Seeing this situation, the devil almost scares the urine, this sword mang, he can't take it anymore, he must die!

At a critical juncture, Ning Fan suddenly showed a struggling color, suddenly waved his hand, and hit the **** swordsman in the distance, avoiding the demon.

The power of a sword instantly flattens thousands of miles of land and blood.

"The situation of the cake brother is not right! Pie brother, you look at me, I am Mingque! You don't recognize me!"

The Mingque showed an anxious look, and Ning Fan of this moment made her feel so strange.

When I saw the bird, the blood scorpion licked his tongue and tried to eat the Dan magic.

In the next moment, Gorefiend suddenly couldn't help but beat his chest, pointing to a sword, and hitting a **** hole in his chest.

Slightly smashed the magic...

Ning Fan quits the body of the Gorefiend, and his eyes are clear again.

How can he be willing to hurt the bird...

Now that the magical mind has penetrated into his heart, only if he is seriously injured, can he let the magic scatter and temporarily restore half of the rationality.

"This is the price of your swordsmanship. Is it worth it?"

If she deserves this, there is still a way to help Ning Fan slightly suppress the magic.

Her avatar could not help Ning Fan at half point.

"Worth it is worth it..." Ning Fan smiled and he still laughed.

Step by step to the green, looking at the micro-cool in the middle, his heart is a little loose.

He said that she would not let her die again.

Now, is it barely enough to make that promise...

"Little butterfly... little butterfly..."

It seems that Ning Fan is approaching, Mu Weiliang gently opens his eyes, pure eyes look at Ning Fan, there is confusion, there is no solution. There is also joy.

"You are a little butterfly...who am I..."

All her ruined memories were given to Ning Fan, and Ning Fan saw the scene of the destruction of heaven.

Today, she forgot everything, the only thing she remembered, only Ning Fan.

Only the butterfly is left... even forget everything. Will not forget the butterfly.

She remembered that she had waited for the little butterfly for a long time, and now she finally waited...

"You are very cool."

"Mu...micro...cool..."

She lightly supported her body and sat up from the green, and Ning Fan quickly helped her. Take her out of the green.

From today on, I don’t need this green anymore.

It’s just a scene in which Ning Fan’s surprise is happening.

Mu Weiliang left the green scorpion, the lotus step moved lightly, stepped out of the first step, and the figure gradually became short. The appearance has also become immature.

The original sixteen-year-old face suddenly turned into twelve years old.

She took a step here, her appearance and body changed again, and she became nine years old.

Another step, changed to six years old.

The six-year-old Mu Weiliang, a pair of girls look like a child, holding Ning Fan's hand.

She remembers her little butterfly. She does not want to let go.

"Little butterfly, how do I get shorter?" She squinted her head and said that she was puzzled.

Ning Fan's brows are wrinkled and he looks at the innocence and is equally puzzled.

"The new soul she reshaped, the soul has not yet grown, but also very weak, the body also cooperates with the soul, turned into a child's face... Only take the 'Xianistao', can nourish the soul. Re-grow... ”

"Fairy grass? Can you get some?" Ning Fan asked.

"Can't... This grass is only found in the Eastern Heavenly World. In the East Heaven, there is a fairy soul star. There is a family named Soul. It is good at planting this grass... but the soul group is gone, I don't know this. Can the grass still find out..." Thoughtlessly sighed.

"Little butterfly? I am not growing up?" Mu Weiliang showed a sad expression.

Reinventing the new soul, her psychological age seems to have become smaller, and she is completely a whole younger version.

"No, you will grow up, believe me, fairy grass..."

Ning Fan, a sleeve, took the barley into the storage bag and looked at the spoils near the dead tree. After thinking about it, he still took it away.

"Your magic is very tricky... If you want, I will send you a soaring quota privately, and take you back to Xitian to suppress the magic..." Although the mood is cold, Ning Fan has heard a little concern.

"No..."

Ning Fan shook his head and smiled, thinking of innocence is the Western Heavenly Virgin, openly to Ning Fan to increase the number of places, if it is a private place, there will be big trouble.

He didn't want to be tired and innocent.

Of course, if you openly give Ningfan a quota, Ning Fan will inevitably be investigated by Kunlun Yaochi.

Once the ancient demon identity is exposed, he will almost never survive in the Western Heavens... The Western Heavens Buddha, the ancient devil will kill and then quickly...

"Hey, you don't want to be when I didn't say it."

"What is the magical thought? Eat more delicious food, can you suppress the magic? I have a lot of delicious food here, I will give it to you!"

The bird's nest is filled with a storage bag filled with elixir and given to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan waved his hand and some laughed.

In the consciousness of Min Ke, is eating everything omnipotent...

boom!

For thirty-three days, the earth suddenly trembled.

Under this tremor, a sacred level of power was suddenly rolled toward Ning Fan and others.

For a moment, Ning Fan looked very different!

"The junior, the courage is not small, killing all the people who buried me, and even more hindered the resurrection of this seat. You said, how should you punish you!"

boom! boom! boom!

Under the thirty-three days of the earth, I was sleeping a fat man!

The fateful man is bombarding the earth seal with a punch, trying to get out of trouble here!

"Dan Demon, there is also a woman who absorbs the undead tree... Leave these two women, and let you put a living path in the seat, how?"

boom! boom! boom!

The earth is splitting a little, and a fierce person is taking out the seal a little!

His murder has already locked the Mingque and Mu Wei cool!

"I got the information, and the eighteen ancestors of the ancestors of the immortals spent the week, just to resurrect their ancestors... the ancient burial! It is said that when the ancient burial peak was a quasi-emperor, now seems to be destroyed by our resurrection The plan, only to restore the realm of the immortal, but it is not that we can contend! Must escape from the ancient heaven before he broke!"

There is a hint of confusion in thinking about evil spirits.

Quasi-Emperor, only one step is the Emperor!

Even if this kind of character has just resurrected, it has not yet been restored to the peak, and people who are not present can compete!

"This person can't be defeated! You are all in this world. I am responsible for fleeing!"

Ning Fan Yi Fu Yuan Yao Yu, will think of no evil, Mingque, Mu Weiliang all income Yuan Yaojie, and the magic of the income of the magic bag.

Without saying anything, the black star will cure the blood hole in the chest, and the magical distraction in the body will reunite.

He once again became a Gorefiend. Lose all reason!

Military solution!

Even if it is a **** demon with bloodthirsty blood, it does not dare to defeat the ancient ancestor.

Without saying a word, the bloodstains turned into a **** light and went straight to the 32nd floor.

"Oh? The speed is not slow, but it may not be able to escape from the palm of your hand. Open!"

boom!

After a loud noise, the earth cracked a thousand abyss.

A teenager with white hair. Looking at the direction of Ning Fan’s trip, he licked his tongue.

"And see how long you can escape this junior."

laugh!

The white-haired boy goes straight to Ning Fan, thirty-two, thirty-one, thirty-story...

After a layer of chasing down, Ning Fan is a strong force. Maintaining the body of the Gorefiend, the load is getting bigger and bigger.

The white-haired boy has a definite look.

He is convinced that even if he has not recovered to the peak, it is still a breeze to take a broken six juniors.

...

The twenty-ninth floor of the ancient heavens.

Changshan looked at the ruined ghosts, and was terrified.

This is the array of ghosts that the ancestors spent innumerable efforts, and the people were destroyed...

He returned this time. How do you report this matter to your ancestors? I wonder if the ancestors will be taken out by the raging ancestors...

"Be sure to catch the Dan Devil, bring it back to the Zong, and make a redemption! Oh! Last time I was a big moment, I was attacked by the white woman. This time I am ready to take away the Dan Devil!"

"Oh? I can't think of the Dan Devil is on the 30th floor. Well, it has entered the twenty-ninth floor!"

Changshan holds the compass, positioning the direction of the Dan Devil and galloping in a certain direction.

A few days later, he noticed far away. There is a very familiar atmosphere in front.

Ning Fan's breath!

"Found it! To catch this one is to catch the Dan Devil! This sub-district is broken. If I attack, it is easy to take this one!"

Changshan served a medicinal herb. Hide your body and hide in this place.

In the distance, a **** dawn is getting closer.

The dawn gave Changshan a feeling of uneasiness. He always felt that there was something that was not under his control.

He didn't think much, and when the **** dawn was approaching, he jumped out and stopped in front of ‘Ning Fan’, sneer.

"Primary, hand over the Dan, this seat can open the net and leave your whole body!"

His words just fell, and suddenly he was shocked.

But seeing what is what you stopped, Ning Fan, clearly is a **** magic!

No, to be precise, this person is indeed Ning Fan, but the situation seems a bit odd!

Ning Fan’s arrogance is so powerful that he feels panic in Changshan.

Ning Fan’s heavy pressure on the mountain is so tight that he can’t breathe!

This is ridiculous! He was so arrogant that he was exposed in front of a broken six monk!

"Block me, die!"

Ning Fan, who became a Gorefiend, has no meaning with Changshan nonsense.

In the subconscious, Ning Fan remembers that Changshan is an enemy, and naturally it will not stop the magic murder.

The Gorefiend lifted a finger, and the inexhaustible blood mans immediately came to Changshan, and the fierce wind pressure made Changshan face hurt!

He couldn't understand why he couldn't understand, and why Ning Fan, who was a six-manufacturer, could make such a stunning sword.

However, this sword should be able to pick it up. After all, he is a singer...

Take a few medicinal herbs, Changshan repairs for skyrocketing, and the arrogance of the hands to destroy Jianguang.

In the next moment, with a confident expression, he was smashed into a meat mud by the **** sword.

Only one god, the horror of the poles rolled up the storage bag, escaped from the body, and chilled.

"Solution! He has been disarmed! How is this possible! How does he keep his state of warfare? Why the body does not collapse!"

"Want to go?" Gorefiend reveals a cold smile, and the blood is flashing, and the **** of Changshan is swallowed.

Storage bag, think about it, and settled it.

That is the will of Ning Fan is blaming, Ning Fan suspects, Changshan has a secret treasure, can search for the traces of the bird.

He wants to ruin this treasure!

Changshan is also unbelievable when he dies. He will be killed by Ning Fan, who has always looked down!

The blood devil smashed Changshan, and he continued to move toward the lower level without saying anything.

Behind him, a white-haired boy catches up all the way, but whenever he encounters the monster beast, he kills it and swallows blood to restore strength.

His cultivation is back to a little bit...

"You, can't run!" The white-haired boy smiled coldly, revealing the white teeth.

Above the teeth, full of animal blood.