Grasping Evil

Ancient Heaven, the 19th floor of Heaven.

A black armor is full of anger and looking for the Tianmen to the twenty-story heaven.

He walks on the ground, his pace is not fast, but every step can span nearly 10 million miles.

He is a demon grotesque!

If Ning Fan is here, he will recognize that this person is the one who has escaped before.

"Hey! It is expected that the four-day monks will not think of it, the old man will go and return! The old man saw them leaving, and at that moment, Ning Fan has no support, it is the best time for the old man to kill him!"

"As long as the younger one is killed, the ancestors will be angered and burned, so that Hann’s death is too heavy to me..."

The man sneered and suddenly stopped and looked to the sky.

He noticed from afar that a whistling dawn came.

If he does not perceive it, then the owner of the dawn will be Ning Fan undoubtedly!

"Hey! I have been looking for you for several years and finally found you!"

The old man sneered and jumped into the sky and stood up.

In the sky, a **** dawn is far and near.

The old man said nothing, lifted his finger, and the world shook fiercely, and a man pointed his finger at the **** person.

Refers to the impact of the mans, the magic of the sky, the wind and smoke.

The old man's sleeves scattered the smoke in front of him, looking at the scattered blood in the distance, sneer.

"Damn... both now..."

He turned to go, ready to return to the ancient demon called Hezong.

Suddenly, the vest was cold and sweaty, and turned his head incredulously!

But seeing the broken blood, instantly re-condensed into a sneer-like Gorefiend.

Gorefiend looked at the demon old man, just like looking at a delicious food, savagely licking his tongue.

"enemy..."

laugh!

A **** sword smashed, and the bloodstain turned into a fierce sword rainbow. Directly piercing the body of the demon old man, appearing behind the demon old man.

Holding the storage bag of the Devil's old man in the hand, and the **** of the gods.

The mouth of the gods swallowed the belly and put the storage bag away, and the blood magic sneered. Going down to the next level.

In the next moment, the body of the demon old man slammed into countless blood fog, and the scene was chilling.

"Running fast."

A white-haired boy then arrived and smiled and continued to chase.

...

Ancient heaven, the ninth layer of heaven.

The nine monks were led by seven scattered ancestors. Treasure hunting on this floor.

From the first floor to the ninth floor, they were shocked in their eyes.

Tianmen was destroyed, only the passage...

Remnants everywhere, are caused by fighting methods...

Among the first nine floors, there is almost no one living in a funeral.

Such a strange thing has caused many strangers who have entered the ancient heavens many times.

Someone ruined Tianmen. Someone has slaughtered layers of funeral people... who is it!

Really Ning Fan!

In addition to Ning Fan, can you have someone else!

"This generation of Yuhuang is really a terrible person..."

Several scattered fairy geeks gathered again and sighed each other.

Because Ning Fan was in a big battle, the ancient Tianting relics showed signs of unstable space.

This time, the ancient heaven is afraid to close in advance.

"As seen by the old man, the tenth layer of heaven does not have to go. I will wait for this to return and prepare to leave the remains of the heavens. The old man has a bad feeling, I don't know if you can have this feeling..."

"It’s a coincidence. The old man has been upset recently. He always feels that there are quite a few things to happen. I am afraid that there will be a big robbery here. I really have to leave early."

"The Taoist friends said very much. Let's go, I will wait for this to return to the original road..."

When the people spoke, the two **** twilights suddenly came from far and near.

For a moment, all the seven scattered sage-level powerhouses all showed a faint color. All the broken old monsters suddenly looked up and looked at the distant sky incredulously.

Among the two dawns, the former one is a demon head wrapped around blood, and the latter is a white-haired boy.

The suffocation of the Gorefiend is too terrible. I don't know how many scented scented, broken, and suffocating enough to make everyone here feel chilly.

On his body, there is an invisible sense of oppression.

Seven old ancestors, such as the old Red Emperor, have a chilling feeling on the eyes of this Gorefiend.

It seems that this blood devil wants to kill himself and others, but it is a breeze.

"Yes brother!" Liu Yanyue sighed, his eyes showing the color of worry.

The first thing he saw was that the Gorefiend was Ning Fan, and even more at a glance, Ning Fan’s state at this moment was very abnormal.

It’s just that the Gorefiend escaped too fast, and the moment has passed over the millions of people, but there is no chance to ask Liu Yuyue.

When I heard that the Gorefiend was actually Ning Fan, no one was surprised at the scene.

Looking at the white-haired teenager who chased the Gorefiend in the back, all of them were pale!

Life fairy! That white-haired boy is actually a life fairy!

And at the moment they look at the white-haired boy, the white-haired teenager has locked everyone in this place with murder!

There are two more devils in the devil world. They are directly taken away by white hair and eaten into the abdomen.

"It's delicious!" The white-haired boy took the twilight and was not in a hurry to continue to chase the Gorefiend.

He stood in the air and looked at the nine worlds under his feet. He licked his tongue and ooze blood from his lips.

His eyes were so sinister and cold, and all the people, including the seven ancestors, were stunned.

He stepped on the sky slightly, and he was set up by enchantment in a million miles. No one can escape!

"Who is the predecessor, why kill me in the demon world!" A demon sorcerer of the demon world has a courage.

"Who am I, you are qualified to know? A bait in the district, words, too much!" White-haired teenager took a photo of the empty ancestors, took the sorcerer into his hands, opened his mouth and sucked Into the abdomen.

hiss!

A cold air rises in everyone's heart!

That is a demon ancestor, who was directly eaten by this life, no resistance!

"I don't think there is a fate in the ancient heavens! And this life fairy is actually a demon of horror!"

"Slow away! I am waiting for speed!"

"I can't go away... I have planted an enchantment within a million miles, I will wait, I will die..."

One by one, the old and the grotesque are showing the color of despair, this white-haired boy is a sacred fairy!

In front of the real fairy. What is broken? Everyone here adds up, it’s not enough to block this white-haired boy’s blow...

"Put it up..." The old Red Emperor sighed and took a step.

Today is a must-have. Only when you have a fight, can you have a chance.

Liu Yanyue smiled bitterly. Today, I am afraid that I will be sent to this place.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

Numerous swords and awns broke through the sky and stretched for thousands of miles.

But seeing the blood in the sky, the enchantment within ten million miles has all been broken.

However, it was the Ning Fan who turned into a Gorefiend and returned. He came to help Liu Yuyue and others.

Ning Fan bites his teeth and tries to suppress the magic in his heart.

All the people in this place are dead, he can not ignore it. Only Liu Yuyue counts him as a friend, but he can't see death.

"Oh? You dare to come back, I don't know how to live."

The white-haired boy licked his tongue and never looked at everyone here. His eyes were swept away to Ning Fan and he went after him.

Ning Fan took a deep look at Liu Yuyue. Without much to say, continue to go down to the next level.

He could have abandoned Liu Yuyue and others in exchange for more escape time, but after all, he could not abandon Liu Yuyue.

Forcibly broke the enchantment of the white-haired boy, Ning Fan was weaker in the body, and his idling was greatly reduced. He was almost caught up by the white-haired teenager several times.

"Call... temporarily save your life... It’s the Yunyun Yuhuang who saved us..." The complexion is extremely complex.

Liu Yanyue clenched his fist and closed his eyes and sighed.

He can see that Ning Fan has been struggling to escape the white-haired teenager.

He turned his way back, just to save himself... This kind of sympathy, let Liu Yanyue's chest surge.

When you open your eyes again, your eyes will kill you.

"Now, I can't help Ning Xiong! But if that fate dares to hurt Ning Xiong, Liu will be exhausted for a lifetime, at all costs, he will also avenge Ning's brother!"

The eighth floor. The seventh layer, the sixth layer...

Ning Fan’s consciousness gradually became clear, only because the body was too weak, it was difficult to maintain the state of military reconciliation, and the magic thoughts were scattered.

This is not a good news...

His idling is slower and slower. In the second layer of heaven, I was finally caught up by the white-haired teenager.

Retaining the dawn, Ning Fan looked coldly at the white-haired boy in front of him, holding the sword in his hand.

The white-haired teenager was stunned with his eyes, and looked at Ning Fan without moving. He laughed and said, "Don't escape, junior. Your body seems to have reached the limit, the magical erosion has been deep, and the body has long been fragmented. Even if you are resilience Stronger, but can't continue to use that type of death sword."

"This seat appreciates you very much, and surrenders the two women. This seat sins you to slaughter the funeral sins. You can't die, take you as a slave, and let you be the ancestor of the funeral, and fight with you for four days. ,how is it?"

The white-haired boy quietly looked at Ning Fan. In his opinion, Ning Fan is not a fool. He should see the gap between them.

In this case, it is wise to surrender the second woman to protect herself. Comprehension, this is a selfish thing.

"..." Ning Fan did not speak, he was weak enough to have no strength to speak.

He just replied to the white-haired boy with his cold eyes. He couldn't hand over the bright bird and the cold.

"Is this your answer? It is a pity that talents like you are rare."

The white-haired boy suddenly became weak, and for a moment, Ning Fan’s warning was overcrowded, and his teeth were forcibly urged to disarm. The whole body had a weak blood, and he lifted his finger and turned to the rear.

"The power of this sword is less than the first 30%, but even if you are showing this sword when you are in full bloom, you will not be able to hurt the half of the seat. Off..."

The white-haired boy suddenly appeared in the back of Ning Fan, raising his finger, and an unimaginable force of collapse immediately swept the entire sky!

Large swaths of sky began to collapse, seemingly unable to withstand the power of white-haired teenagers!

The military-style Jianguang suddenly collapsed, and even the blood of Ning Fan’s body collapsed.

Ning Fan has a big shock, he has a hunch that if he does not evade, he will definitely fall under this finger!

The strength of this white-haired boy is too strong. Although it only shows that the immortality is cultivated, the sense of oppression is even more terrible than that of the Xia Emperor!

When he was dying, Ning Fan shook his body and broke into the Xuanyin world.

"Zhongqianjiebao?" The white-haired boy frowned.

As soon as he entered the Xuanyin world, Ning Fan suddenly fell on the land of the Xuanyin world, coughing blood.

Luo is pale and pale. Hurry to the side of Ning Fan, pick him up, bitterly said, "The real cultivation of that person is the emperor... he is too strong. It is when I am full, it is not his enemy, you are not His opponent..."

"I know..." Ning Fan gave a wry smile, how can he not see the white-haired boy.

The ancestor of the immortal ancestor was buried in the hall, and the quasi-emperor was able to stand up for four days. It is also a person who calls for the rain.

If possible, he is not willing to provoke such a strong enemy. If this person asks for something outside of Ning Fan, Ning Fan will hand it over after weighing it.

Only Mingque, Muweiliang, Ning Fan can not be handed over to him.

Xuanyin can only hide for three months. After three months, he still has to leave this world and confront this person.

By then, this person may have blocked the sky and he will have no chance to escape.

He can't stay in the Xuanyin world for a long time, he must go out immediately and escape to the first floor.

Just spell it again. You can leave the ancient heaven!

"Army!"

When Ning Fan’s eyes were red and bloody, he turned into a **** demon, and instantly left the Xuanyin world. He said nothing, and escaped toward the first layer of Tianmen.

The white-haired boy wants to be enchanted in this cloth, waiting for Ning Fan to leave the world of Zhongqianjiebao.

The Thousand-Thousands of Worlds is the Emperor's Cave House, and it is not a long-standing monk who can stay for a long time.

The white-haired teenager knows that it will take a long time for Ning Fan to be broken away from the world. He can kill it.

I thought that Ning Fan would heal in the middle of the thousand worlds. He never thought that he just took a shot in the world of Jiebao and immediately left the world of Jiebao and escaped again.

Seemingly unwise. In fact, it is wise.

"It's a pity that this person can't be used for me. It's the same, it's useless."

The white-haired boy is cold and whispered, step by step, and become a million!

Millions of people were sneer at each other, and they went to the house of Ning Fan, blocking all the way to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan changed his face and bite his teeth. He went to the rushing, but was shaken back by a white hair.

"Can't escape?" Ning Fan gnawed his teeth, his eyes were completely mad.

He looked at the million-figure of the white-haired boy without fear, just like the past life looked at the emperor!

If you can't escape, even if you die, it will make this person pay a painful price!

Hold, hold, hold!

In his eyes, there is a crazy obsession, and there is an inscrutable force in the obstinacy that makes the white-haired teenager stunned.

Depressing this ridiculous emotion, the white-haired boy’s deity stepped out, and he was cold and cold to Ning Fan.

"Hand over the two women! The patience of this seat has been exhausted!"

Ning Fan did not say much, ignited the first drop of helpless blood, followed by the second drop, the third drop, the fourth drop!

He ignited the first drop of the devil's blood, followed by the second drop, the third drop, the fourth drop!

In the end, he lit the god!

His breath is erratic, but the time is broken and six heavens, sometimes it is a life fairy, and sometimes infinitely close to the true fairy!

The white-haired boy's eyes changed dramatically, and he suddenly received a million points and took a half step back.

"The blood of the demon family! The blood of the demon family! You burned eight drops of blood, you are a madman! You know, what are the consequences of this!"

Eight drops of blood are burning together, Ning Fan may be able to reinvent the strength of the white-haired boy, but he is limited to repairing, can not withstand the power of eight drops of blood, will die afterwards!

Ning Fan ignited the gods! He is warning the white-haired boy, he is not ready to live, he is desperate!

If he gives up his life, he will definitely make the white-haired boy pay a terrible price!

"Oh, it seems that the old man has to take the shot. If you don't shoot again, your junior will die here..."

A long sigh suddenly appeared next to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan suddenly looked at him, but he didn’t know when he stood, and stood an old man with a gray cloak!

The old man will take the cloak of the spirit into the body, revealing his appearance.

In the gray coat, the face and body are painted with the demon pattern, the pale hair is tied to the ancient demon hair style, and many small dragonflies hang from the two.

His gaze is like a secluded solitude, and he has no bottom.

The old man put one hand on the shoulder of Ning Fan, and the Yuanshen and the blood of the ignoring of Ning Fan were immediately extinguished one by one.

"The old man is a great elder of Taikoo, and it is too old! The old man is a slave. Since ancient times, he has been a slave to the king. You don't have to worry that the old man will harm you! Here, the old man will handle it!"

From the very beginning, Taiwu was secretly behind Ning Fan and carefully guarded the bird.

At first he saw Mingque and Ning Fan relatives, very unhappy, how can his own master be so close to a broken six juniors.

Later, he saw Ning Fan killing the fruit all the way, and would rather die than hand over the Mingque. Some people have appreciated this young man.

In the end, when he saw that Ning Fan had eight drops of his blood, he could not help but be shocked! I am shocked that Ning Fan is not in the pool!

Eight drops of blood, four demon four demons, and that four drops of demon blood, actually the blood of the taboo family... This person is too terrible!

The white-haired boy is the body of the Dan Devil, not a demon family, and it is still impossible to distinguish the blood of the demon family.

Taiwu is definitely not wrong!

Taikoo Naked, a very small group known to help the message!

Help away!

The ancestor of the four descendants of the blood of the mother, this identity, enough to interact with their own masters.

The owner seems to attach great importance to Ning Fan, and so is it. Taiwu cannot see Ning Fan’s difficulties and sit back and ignore it.

"Who are you! Want to hinder this thing!" The white-haired boy was cold.

"Ancient burial, you don't have to pretend in front of the old man. When the old man is in charge of the Taigu Naked, you are just a waste of elixir."

Taiwu eyes are disdainful, take one step!

The first step is to take his training from a step to a fairy!

The second step is to take out, his cultivation is from the moment of the immortal to the real fairy!

The third step is that his repair is only one step away from Xiandi!

Stepping down in three steps, the entire ancient heavenly court seems to collapse and sway.

A heavy mountain pressure, the white-haired teenager pressed down, for a moment, pressed it to vomit blood and retreat!

"How...how is it possible!" The ancient funeral face changed!

How can he not see that the old man in gray is far above his own strength!

Mo said that he was resurrected at the moment and only changed his life. It is the time of the heyday, the possession of the emperor, and the strength is also inferior to this person!

"You dare to take the initiative to kill me, the kill! Taikoo Ming Wheel, open!"

Taiwu bends a little, and there is a huge ring of darkness on the sky!

On the periphery of the ring, there was a second ring!

Countless ancient sounds of the demon, from the ring!

Ning Fan’s eyes are shocked! This technique is the magic of the ancient demon family!

Taiwu’s display is the magic wheel of the Taigu

The two double-headed wheels turned, and a black light column with a diameter of one million feet descended from the sky, and the white-haired boy was covered in it.

Only one moment, the white-haired teenager was frozen into black ice.

Thirty-three days in the entire ancient heaven, from the first day, all the way up, all the interfaces are frozen, and become the world of black ice!

A little chill in the air, almost let the blood of Ning Fan freeze!

"This is the power of the spirit wheel!" Ning Fan's gaze is another shock.

Taiwu looked at the dead ancient burial, and snorted and received the Ling Wheel.

Turning his head and looking at Ning Fan, he showed a friendly smile. "Little friends can call out the bird, and it is safe."

Ning Fan slightly took a step back, his eyes were on alert, and no Mingque was called.

The person in front of you may be a Taikoo, but the enemy is a friend.

Within the same family, are all friends? Who told you that?

"Oh... small friendly and wary..." Taiwu smiled bitterly, and his heart was more satisfied with Ning Fan.

If Ningfan casually sees a swan bird, he will release the cockerel, which is stupid.

"But the old man has a way to let the little friend trust the old man..." Taiwu closed his eyes, smothered the slaves in the blood, and had words in his mouth.

In a short time, Yuanyao Yuzhong suddenly heard the sound of Mingque’s overjoyedness.

"King brother! Let me out! I have a slave to come to me. He said that he brought me a lot of delicious food! Oh! If there is not enough food, I will directly urge the slaves and torture him. !"