Grasping Evil

Luo You once again closed the retreat to repair the gods, and once again formed a enchanting breakthrough realm.

Mu Weiliang was temporarily handed over to the paper crane sister, and the Mingque was busy commanding Taiwu to treat Mu Luo and the secluded...

There are so many strong people, there is too strong, the rain is safe, very safe...

Returning to the rain world for only one month, Ning Fan immediately set off for the sword world.

He is going to complete his commitment to the old devil. He knows that the old devil is waiting for him and has been waiting for a long time.

Perhaps, the little solitary is waiting for him.

"Master respect..."

In a barren hill in the sword world, a gate opened and Ning Fan came out.

He has killed countless people, and he does not know how many jade gates are in his hands. It is easy to open a boundary door and shuttle through the nine worlds.

His face was cold and ruthless, walking in the mountains and rivers, not laughing.

After all, he lost seven emotions. When no one is there, or in front of outsiders, he does not need to smile.

I haven’t stayed in Vietnam for a long time, or I’m afraid that Xu Qiuling and other women who are sore-minded will see that they are worried.

The sword world is much larger than the rain world. The landform is dominated by mountains and the rivers are few.

At the entrance, there are endless mountains, many villages and cities are built on the mountain.

Above the sky, there will be swords flying from time to time.

The sword world is multi-sword repair, and wherever you go, you can see the monks flying the sword.

There are three major territories in the sword world, which are divided into Tianjiang, Xuanjiang and Xuejiang.

The sky is hot and hot, and the Xuanjiang is more demon.

There are three temples in the three territories, each sitting in the town.

Tianjiang Emperor, his grandson had a marriage contract with Du Gu, but because of Ning Fan’s birth, he took away the three swords of the solitary, but broke the agreement between the solitary and the emperor. The marriage contract has been cancelled.

Tianjiang Jianxiu is good at making a special flying sword like a strange knife.

Xuanjiang Miaohuang, this is a female sword emperor, it is said that Xuanjiang is not in harmony with the snow, and has always been fighting. But I don't know why. In recent decades, Xuanjiang suddenly stopped talking with Xuejiang...

And this Miao Huang, it seems that running to the snow is very diligent...

Xuanjiang Jian Xiu is good at making a weird flying sword like a seedling knife.

Xuejiang Linghuang is the father of a small solitude, and now the old devil lives in the snow.

Xuejiang is an orthodox sword sword. It is said that among the Xuejiang, there are still remains of Jianzu’s retreat in the past, and often the swordsman trials were held, so that the Qingjun generation found opportunities in it.

In the past, the small solitary was in the trial of the sword ancestors, and the technique of the sword finger that was accidentally obtained was sent to Ning Fan.

"A hundred years later. If I don't die, I will go to the sword world..."

That was the promise made by Ning Fan at the time of the boy.

Ning Fan's ridiculous heart suddenly warmed up, look at the concentric sword on the back of the hand, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It’s not natural to laugh, it’s too reluctant, but it’s from the heart.

"Little girl, I am coming to you. Are you okay..."

Today, he looks at the little solitary, not like looking at the little girl.

All the information was asked by Ning Fan along the way.

It is not accurate to say yes.

When Ning Fan was drinking at a mountain village, he was informed of all the intelligence.

Killing, searching for souls...

He has never been a good person, at best he can only do not commit me, I do not commit crimes.

This may disappoint the little one.

She hopes that he will be a good person...

Standing on a mountain. Ning Fan refers to a change, and displays the voyeurism.

During the time, the entire sword world was densely rained and the things were silent.

Ning Fan closes his eyes and has a grass and a tree in the three territories of the sword world. All reflected in his heart.

Open your eyes and let the rain drizzle, Ning Fan looked at the direction of the snow and slowly walked.

His pace may seem unpleasant, but every step has its own life and death. Each step can directly span six million miles.

Going to Xuejiang, it will take a long time.

...

Among the snowy mountains, it is now the day when the sword ancestors were opened in a hundred years.

This is a trial of the sword ancestors!

Among the three major territories, all Qingjun monks above the Yuan Ying period can participate in the trial of the sword ancestors.

Of course, the old geeks can also enter the practice, but the benefits are very small.

For the Yuan Ying monk, the sword ancestor trial is very dangerous.

It is said that there are many swords and beasts in the dense land that are comparable to the Yuan Ying monks. They are quite powerful. Many people have died in trials in previous trials.

Those who die are those who are not good at it, no wonder who. The road to comprehension, this is the survival of the fittest.

Jianzu is densely located in the wilderness of the snowy land.

At this moment, the land of Lingshan Daze is full of Qingjun generation from the whole sword world. Of course, there are countless strangers to follow. They are the elders of Qingjun.

Presided over the trial of Jianzu, with Lingdian as the mainstay, Tiandian and Miaodian will also take charge of the trial.

After all, although the sword ancestors were located in the snow, they belonged to the common property of the entire swordsman and could not be handed over to Ling Dian.

Over the snow, there is a snow falling from the sky.

Suddenly, the snow disappeared and replaced by the rain.

After a while, the rain stopped and the heavy snow fell again.

"Oh? I don't think it would rain in the snow. It is a rare sight. But it is a demon, but it may be a bad omen..."

On a high platform, sitting on three swordsmen, one of the old-fashioned veterans, sneered slightly.

"The Emperor is more worried, but the snow has changed into rain. It is possible that the monk above the gods has repaired the rain and changed the weather." Ling Huang Xu Mi looked at the emperor with a thoughtful look.

Since the abolition of the marriage between Du Gu and the Emperor of the Emperor, Ling Dian and Tian Tian have had more discord.

Ten years ago, the Emperor broke through the six-fold sky, and repaired it to force Linghuang and Miaohuang. The arrogance gradually became more prosperous.

Even occasionally sent Tianjiang repair, robbery of the small pie of Xuejiang...

Ling Huang slightly contemplates, secretly, the emperor's murderous words, whether there is any deep meaning.

Does the Emperor want to start with Ling Ding?

No, impossible...

Ling Huang asked himself that although he did not break through the six realms, he would not weaken the Emperor too much. He expected that the Emperor did not have this courage and shot at Ling Dian.

"Hey? Why didn't you see the Korean won? Ling Jiuyou, are you hiding the Korean won? You know. The old lady is running in the snow and cold, just to see him!" A look at the eyebrows, looking at the crowd, some unhappy.

She seems to be interested in the old devil!

"Hey! Don't mention that person with the Emperor!" Ling Huang's face was black for a moment.

He does not like the Korean won. I don't like the apprentice of Han Yuanji!

Han Yuanji soaked his eldest daughter and became a lifeless figure.

One of Han Yuanji’s apprentices, soaked his little daughter, and made every day the soul is not guarding...

As a father, he is very disdainful of this shameless act that Han Yuan tried!

However, in the case of Han Yuan’s one heart to protect his eldest daughter, he did not tear the face with Han Yuan.

As for the apprentice of Han Yuanji. I heard that it was a Yuan Ying junior for decades. I don’t know if it broke through the middle of the Yuan Ying...

Such a person, who deceived the sword of his own little daughter, would like to marry her, really, really...

Ling Huang only knew that there was a young boy who took a small sword. With the little ones planted under the same sword.

He only knows that the boy is an old demon apprentice. I don't know that he is the Yunyun Yuhuang of today's Weizheng Jiujie.

Even if he knows, he will probably have a prejudice against Ning Fan.

He didn't even give a good face to the demon's four-day deacon, and naturally he wouldn't give Ning Fan a good face.

He is a temper and a rib.

"If you don't mention it, don't mention it, the old lady wants to mention it, and the old lady just likes him!" Miao Huang said that he was not flustered. Miao female, courage is always very big, dare to love and hate.

Millions of miles away, in an ice city, the old devil looked up at the sky, and when he saw the sky full of snow, it turned into a chrysanthemum.

"Bad boy, finally!"

"Your apprentice is not small, and now his name is spread throughout the nine realms, no one is not afraid." The Xia Huang in the side is indifferent. In the eyes, I don’t like the color of approval.

"Crap! Of course, he is not small, he is taught by Lao Tzu!"

"According to the old man's knowledge, none of his many magical powers is the technique of your Dark Lord...you don't seem to call him anything." Xiahuang had a cold tone, but did not hesitate to expose the old devil. Old bottom.

"Oh... Lao Tzu taught him how to grab something. I heard that there is no such thing as saying that it is better to teach people to fish than to fish! It is better to grab a treasure than to have a treasure!" The old magic face is not red and not breathing The rumor that the thick skin makes the Xia Huang feel speechless.

On the side of the small solitary calm, like a water, suddenly a ripple.

She automatically ignored the various bragging of the old devil, only heard the words that the old devil said.

he came...

She did not say much, and she set off from the rainbow, and went to the wilderness.

"Hey... stinky, where are you going? You are not here waiting for Ning Xiaozi!"

"The sword ancestors have ten days to go, I will go there and wait for him, he will come to me, must." Du Gu smiled shallowly, enough to fall into the city, go and go, no trace.

Three days later, the half-step refining of the singularity of the solitary, rushed to the venue outside the sword ancestors.

At the moment, the center of the venue has gathered nearly 3,000 Yuan Ying on the Jianjie Qingjun.

There are more than 60 people on the top of the gods, and there is only one person on the sacred.

That one is the grandson of the Emperor, known as the first Qingjun of the sword world!

The emperor named Tian Yixiong, the surname of the temple, has always been a surname.

In theory, all Qingjun above Yuanying are eligible to enter the secret.

Therefore, before the opening of the secret floor, there has never been a project like the ratio, screening the number of people.

However, there are countless downfalls outside the secret area, where Qing Jun is free to discuss.

"Beyond orphans, you have been so beautiful for a long time, it really makes me tempted."

Tianyi Yunshui crowded the crowd and walked closer to the solitary, revealing a warm smile.

He looks extremely handsome, and his temperament is as smooth as jade. This smile immediately leads to the temptation of a few Chinese men.

When he saw the sky and the clouds, he could not help but reveal a trace of disgust.

Still an orphan, it is a nauseous name... why he called her so.

This title, it is also called Ning Xiaomo to call...

"Done is not familiar with the Taoist friends, please ask your friends."

Daoyou, the incomparable title, is enough to show that this day, Yunshui has no weight in the heart of the solitary.

Tianyi Yunshui’s eyes are dark and cold and cold. “Don’t forget, you were my fiancee!”

"Oh? Solitary do not remember this kind of thing. The so-called marriage contract is just a gamble between the emperor and me. The gambling contract is that I won, and the marriage contract has never existed before."

Du Gu was too lazy to talk to the sky with a cloud of nonsense, turned and went in the other direction.

Tianyi Yunshui flashed a light, re-blocking in front of the alone, sneer. "I have nothing to escape from my control!"

He is not only interested in the solitary people, but also the swordsmanship obtained from the swordsman trial!

"Tianyi Yunshui, if you are entangled again, I will ruthlessly ruthless me!"

"Be ruthless under your hand? With you! Among the women in this generation of swords, you count as the first. But it is not my opponent! If you don't believe, you will fight with me on the ring!"

Tianyi Yunshui jumped and jumped on a certain platform.

On the top of the ring, there were two monks in the early Yuan Dynasty.

Tianyi Yunshui is too lazy to talk nonsense, the direct sleeve wind flashes, countless roads completely Jianguang to two people. The two men were directly squatted down the platform, and they had already vomited blood and were seriously injured.

"Tianyi Yunshui, you, you have no reason to hurt people!" The two monks who were injured in the early days did not shout.

"Is not satisfied?" Tianyi Yunshui swept a look, and the two immediately changed their face and vomited blood again, under fear. I dare to talk nonsense again.

The elders of these two are each a monk of the gods. Although they do not swear by the sky, they dare not vent their anger.

Just one day, Yunshui is a peeping monk, and they can offend.

And behind the sky, there is a temple in the sky...

One by one, Qing Jun saw the sky and the clouds and waters wounded and wounded, fearful, and unspeakable, but no one dared to say anything.

Ling Huang frowned, and Miao Huang was disdainful. The Emperor laughed happily. "If you are the grandson of the emperor, you should be so overbearing!"

"Tianyi is alone, come up and fight for the husband!" Tianyi Yunshui looked provocatively at the solitary under the stage.

The surrounding area was immediately stunned, because Tianyi Yunshui was in front of the name of Du Gu. Guan Fufu surname Tianyi.

The customs of the sword are special, and the unmarried woman has no surname.

The solitary father, the emperor, is not a surname.

Bone bones like a mountain to forget the surname... the name of the solitary must be from the husband.

The solitary beauty of the frost is cold, she does not like to entangle with the sky, but this day a cloud is really over.

"I don't call Tianyi alone, I call, Ning Du Gu! My husband, most of them are surnamed Ning!"

Du Gulian stepped forward and turned into a Jianguang, and instantly fell on the stage.

In the face of the sky above her big realm, there is no fear.

"Emperor, what does this mean!" Ling Huang looked a sink.

Although he does not like to be alone, he does not like the surname of Ning, but he does not like the entanglement of the temple.

How can his daughter bully the outsiders!

Tian Yi Yun Shui smashed the smoldering and repairing, bullying a woman, is what reason!

"Oh, the children are tempered, I wait for the elders to sit on the sidelines." The Emperor laughed and didn't feel that his grandson was acting wildly.

In his eyes, he raised a glimmer of hope.

If his grandson can really capture the heart of the solitary, his original plan for extinction can be suspended.

Let the grandson enter the Lingling Temple, and it is more secure to take the Lingdian step by step.

If that alone, the little girl doesn’t know how to lift it...

In the eyes of the emperor, there was a hint of haze, and he had invited several strong reinforcements from the middle and third worlds, and even a broken seven help in the upper three circles.

If you can't win the hall, he will take it!

Tianyi Yunshui smiled and looked at the solitary, raising his hand, and a strange flying sword shaped like a strange knife appeared in his hand.

"Read that you are still low, and let you have three swords!"

"No! I can't say anything right away! The sword is a fire!"

The first sword of the solitary exhibition is that the sword is a fire!

This sword is a spiritual sword, but it has been improved by a solitary sword!

As soon as this sword came out, a blazing flame of swordsmanship came to the sky!

Tianyi Yunshui was shocked and hurriedly spit three steps. He held the flying sword in both hands and swayed.

For a moment, a black moon sword mans immediately smashed the flame swordsman into two!

This is one of the virgin swordsmanship of the Temple of Heaven, the Crescent Moon!

"White bones like mountains!"

Dolly is not afraid of the power of the crescent moon. The sword-builder needs a powerful sword-hearted mountain that collapses in front of him without discoloration!

One type of white bone sword smashed out, and it was able to compete with the crescent.

Tianyi Yunshui’s face was immediately sinking, and the four sides were full of buzz.

Looking at the imaginary illusion of Tianyi Yunshui, he became the first Qingjun in the sword world, but he was blocked by a half-step smoldering woman.

This matter naturally made many people laugh.

"Purple Moon!"

Tianyi Yunshui held the sword with both hands, and once again, a purple sword stalked to the solitary.

Do not say anything, but also a kind of bones like a mountain, broke the sword.

The toe has not yet landed, the third sword has already come out!

Paint a heart!

This sword draws a picture, and Tianyi Yunshui immediately has a severe pain in his heart, and his heart will be smashed by a sword!

He is now defeated!

The emperor's face has changed dramatically, and he never imagines that the sky will be defeated!

A color was made, and immediately there was a large elder of the Temple to save, and the figure appeared on the ring. One finger broke and painted a sword, and the backhand pointed to the left.

Ling Huang was furious and had not yet rescued him. A cold voice suddenly rang through the sky!

"roll!"

Only one rolling word, an unimaginable power of collapse immediately spread around the center of the temple, and suddenly spread!

The elders of the temple only had a momentary moment, and they smashed the hemoptysis and flew down the platform!

As for the cloud water that day, I was already smashed by a white young man’s neck and raised high in the air.

"You...who are you!" The Emperor was furious!