Grasping Evil

Ning Fan finally decided to take the small and lonely.

There is no danger in the trip with the Xia Emperor.

Xia Guo Mi Di, Xia Huang has entered the countless times alone, the biggest danger, but also enough to kill ordinary life.

For Xia Huang, any danger is not dangerous.

Ling Huang heard that Ning Fan and Du Gu wanted to go to Xia Guo Mi Mi, naturally it was discouraged.

However, when the Xia Emperor showed a hint of strength in front of Ling Huang, Ling Huang shocked, no doubts.

Ling Huang never knew that Xia Guo’s last Xia Emperor had lived for six million years and lived in this world.

The strength of Xia Huang is too unfathomable. With his entourage, Ling Huang will be relieved.

"Go."

Xia Huang took only one step, and immediately a circle of shackles under his feet.

When you reverberate to Ning Fan and you are alone, the two immediately have a feeling of integration into the world.

Only one time of breathing, Xia Huang has taken Ning Fan, Du Gu and two, and lived from Xuejiang to Tianjiang.

"The speed of good life is mysterious!" Ning Fan reveals the color of exclamation.

"This is a technique of shrinking the ground into a inch. Only a few real celestial beings can comprehend. This jade is taken by you, which records the experience of the old man comprehending this technique. If one day you break through the true fairy, you can study this carefully. There must be gains in surgery."

Xia Huang handed it to Ning Fan, a jade slip, and did not return.

His gaze, with a deep pain, looked at a bottomless land in front of him.

This land is the entrance to Xiaguo.

Ning Fan put away the jade, only looked at it, and immediately sighed, put away the jade.

The jade slips record all the experiences of the Xia Emperor's understanding and shrinking into the inch. However, these experiences, now Ning Fan is still unable to comprehend.

Looking at the deep bottomless land, the little ones do not know why, the heart is slightly painful.

She stared at her eyebrows. His face was slightly pale.

Ning Fan grabbed the soft palm of the little one, and his brow was wrinkled. Little solitary hand is good ice...

Putting his own mana into the little solitude, the latter's temperament is getting better.

"Don't go if you are not comfortable." Ning Fan said.

"No, I am going. But can you let go of my hand..."

The little solitary face is reddish and wants to pull out his own hand. The palm of his hand is clenched by Ning Fan and cannot be separated.

This is her first time with Ning Fan holding hands...

She can clearly feel the temperature of Ning Fan's palm. Warm and safe, she was a little in love.

"That's it. I am holding you, you are with me. After entering the secret, no matter what the danger, don't be afraid, there is me!"

Although Xia Huang followed, Ning Fan still maintained a 12-point war.

No time can be careless.

"You are behind the old man and you have to take a step."

Xia Huang reminded me that the figure was vertical. Jump into the earth.

Ning Fan temporarily loosened the palm of the little solitary, and the little one could not help but lose some.

Suddenly, the little solitary felt that his soft waist was caught by a powerful arm.

Ning Fan squatted with a small one and went straight to the bottom of the earth. The land is full of tens of thousands of feet deep. Xia Huang is waiting for Ning Fan at the bottom of the earth.

Loosen the waist of the small solitary, and once again hold the hand of the little solitary, Ning Fan began to look at the environment at the bottom of the earth.

This is an ancient relic with an artificial crystal sun on the sky. Make the ground bright as white.

The soil under the feet is very soft, full of weeds, and there is a scent of grass in the air. Also mixed with some **** smell.

Very light, but Ning Fan is very keen on the perception of **** taste.

In the grass, from time to time, you can see the collapsed ancient monuments. There are only two words on each ancient monument, written in the gods...

Abandon the sword!

The handwriting is engraved with the sword, clearly and beautifully, but it also implies the sharpness, which seems to be engraved by the woman.

It is not difficult to think that this place is the ancestral home of Jianzu, and the word is naturally carved by the sword ancestors.

It is only why the sword ancestor has to engrave the word "abandoned sword" and has engraved so much.

Is it a deep sword in this abandoned sword?

"The old man's sword is meant to be enlightened in this secret land, so he brought a hint of swordsmanship."

"After this grassland, there will be a wasteland, where the fairy tales are, and the people you send are dead there."

Xia Huangyan stopped and went forward.

Ning Fan took a deep look at the ancient monument and took the left alone.

Looking at the ancient monument alone, the look was awkward for a while, suddenly.

"Abandon the sword, abandon the sword..."

She muttered these two words, and my heart was slightly painful.

She didn't know why there was such a feeling, but she didn't think that the woman who wrote these two words must be very painful and painful.

Why is there such a feeling, she does not know.

All the way to the front for more than ten miles, a huge wild forest appeared in front of you.

In the barren forest, each giant tree is as high as 100,000 feet, and the dead branches have no leaves.

Above the ground, you can see the dead bones that have fallen for many years, and some new corpses.

The owners of these corpses are all strong in the Temple of Heaven.

Ning Fan looked at a giant tree in a dignified manner. He could see that every dozen of the giant woods in the giant wood contained a sword in the giant wood, which could instantly kill a monk.

Thousands of giant woods are in the line of formation, forming a stalwart sword array of power and horror!

The reason why it is the Xianjian sword array, or because of the power of swordsmanship at any time, the erosion of the weakening.

This array is naturally under the sword ancestor. If this power is full of power, any real fairy will enter this battle, only one death!

Ning Fan saw the corpses of countless Tiandian strong, and there would be no sorrow. The temple is an enemy, but he was forced to be a slave, and he died.

Xia Huang saw the bones that had fallen for many years, but his eyes were sad and embarrassed.

Those people are the Xia Guoqiang who were six million years ago, because the Xia Emperor was confused and degraded.

Hey!

As Ning Fan and his entourage went deep into the barren forest, the four sides of the sword array suddenly reacted. Hundreds of swords and swords broke out, and Chao Ningfan and others were killed.

Ning Fan said nothing, pulling the little one alone behind him, a pair of shots at any time.

His eyes are extremely dignified. There are at least one hundred and two hundred swordsmen here!

Every sword can instantly kill a monk. If it is attacked by one hundred and two hundred swords at the same time, it is a common life fairy to be hit hard!

"Receive!"

Xia Huang grabbed a hand, and one hundred and two hundred swords were all taken by him.

Mana is condensed. All the swords are in one, and they are condensed into a golden sword.

Once again, the golden sword is turned into a golden sword.

"This thing can be self-defense."

Xia Huang handed the golden sword to Ning Fan. Without much words, he continued to move forward.

Ning Fan took over the little sword and felt the vastness of the sword in the little sword. His eyes changed.

This little sword is formed by the sword gas. Once it is sacrificed, it can be turned into a thousand and two hundred swords and swords, and it will be a heavy blow to the immortal!

Collapse the golden sword. Ning Fan took the little solitude and followed the Xia Huang.

Xia Huang took his footsteps under the biggest giant wood in the wild forest, pointing to the giant wood.

But seeing the golden light flashing, the time, the giant wood in front of him turned into a fly ash to dissipate.

In the next moment, all the trees in the wild forest were turned into fly ash.

After doing all this, Xia Huang raised his hand and grabbed it toward the earth. He took a sword-shaped stone from the ground and sent it to the little one.

"The fairy sword array has been destroyed. This is the sword stone that the swordsmanship is condensed into, which can help the sword repair to be greatly improved. A swordstone is enough for you to directly break through the realm of voyeurism."

Xiao Duol looked at Ning Fan, and when he saw Ning Fan nod, he took the sword stone.

"After the wasteland. It is very dangerous. Of course, the danger is for you. Keep up with the old man, half a step!"

Crossed the wasteland. It is a large block of ancient tombs.

The air was filled with the misty mist, and in the mist, there was a burst of bells.

An extremely dangerous feeling. Immediately appeared in the heart of Ning Fan.

The small solitary is outside the gods, and did not notice the danger in this place.

She quietly looked at the vast expanse of graves and silently.

Heart, it’s a little pain...

In my mind, inadvertently emerged a scene of flesh and blood flying.

"pain..."

She held her head in one hand, her teeth biting her lips, and it was full of pain, and she wanted to fall.

Ning Fan did not pay attention to the strange bells, hurriedly held the small solitary, and gradually passed a trace of mana into her body.

"What's wrong!" Ning Fan's face is a worry.

"Nothing...somewhat uncomfortable...it's much better now." With the help of Ning Fan, Xiao Duo's face gradually improved.

The sound of bells on all sides is getting closer and closer.

In the gloomy fog, the four broken and repaired giant ghosts carried a huge iron sedan full of chains, and the murderously came.

On the huge iron sedan, sitting on a green face and fangs, wearing a red robe, the level of the immortal, the physical strength is comparable to the immortal!

Gradually, the second, third, and fourth iron cars appeared in the dense fog.

Four iron sedan, sixteen heads broken and eight repaired giant ghosts, four heads of flesh into fairy ghosts!

Ning Fan’s gaze was shocked, and the broken eight giants said that the four-headed fairy could not be defeated by him!

The power of these four ghosts is like a blow!

Roar!

The iron car landed, and the sixteen-headed eight giants strode around, and every step of the earth swayed.

The four heads of the demon were empty, and two of them lifted their fingers, and the two swords were pointed out, and they attacked the Xia Emperor.

The other two people swayed and disappeared without a shadow. The next moment, one left and one right, appeared on both sides of Ning Fan and Xiao Du Gu, and the ghost claws directly caught Ning Fan.

With a grasp of the power, it is enough to easily tear up the scattered fairy!

"roll!"

Xia Huang's eyes were cold, and the words were drunk, and the voice immediately turned into an invisible sword light, and went to 20 ghosts.

Only one moment, 16 giant ghosts were all smashed.

The four flesh-like bodies are directly smashed by the sword of the sound wave.

"Sword of the sword!" Ning Fan's eyes trembled, I can't think of the sword's technique actually existed.

It seems that the vine is very interested in the technique of the sword. If you can come to this technique, it is a beautiful thing to give it to the vine.

Look at the 20 ghosts that were instantly killed by Xia Huang. Once they fell to the ground, they immediately turned into an ancient sword with a broken handle. The spirit was dim and the sword was scattered.

"These are swordsmen. The sword is dead, the sword is dead, the sword is a ghost, it is a sword ghost. When the old man is young, he almost died in the hands of the sword ghost here..."

After all, Xia Huang took a jade slip from the storage bag and gave it to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan looked at the jade slip, and the record was actually the cultivation method of the sword.

"The power of the sword is not strong, but it contains a trace of the "speaking method with the" of the great gods... the three realms of true immortals, for the true, empty, broken thoughts.                                              

Xia Huangyan, go forward again.

Ning Fan sighed, and along the way, Xia Huang continued to give the opportunity, but he wanted to get his help.

Putting aside the jade, Ning Fan took the independence and followed the Xia Huang, and his heart was determined to help the Xia Emperor to find the remains of the dream ice cloud.

A division of law. Was easily broken by the Xia Emperor.

One powerful sword ghost was annihilated by the Xia Emperor.

He has been here many times, and since the death of Meng Bingyun, he has been forced to ban the land again and again.

At first, he was repaired as an insufficiency, and the enemy of the non-sword ghosts came back every time.

Later, he realized that life and death were enough to counter the swordsman. But can not enter Jianhu.

Six million years later, his strength has long been comparable to the real fairy.

He can easily annihilate some dead creatures in this place, but he can't enter Jianhu.

That pool of water seems to be laughing at him and losing something. I will never return.

"Arrived..."

Crossing a mountain, behind the mountain, is a pool of Pinghu, surrounded by a circle of strange stones. On each of the strange stones, there is an ancient sword.

It seems unusual for the lake to enter the country. Ning Fan has noticed a danger from the lake.

Ning Fan blinked and picked up a leaf from the ground and threw it into the lake.

Falling into the lake, sinking directly, and condensing into ice...

"Even the leaves can't float?" Ning Fan frowned.

With his small five-line body, it is not difficult to defend this lake ice.

However, with his cultivation at the moment, if he enters the lake, he is afraid that he will sink forever as a leaf, and he will not be able to surface.

I am afraid that only the fate can come and go in this lake.

Of course, any immortal has only one chance to enter the lake. The second time he enters the lake, the law is not allowed, and he will die.

"This is Jianhu Lake, also known as the Heart of Jianhu Lake. It is said that this lake and lake water can reflect the reflection of the past life... but the reflection can only be seen by others, and others can not see it."

Xia Huangyu, Ning Fan and Xiao Du Gu all approached the lake with curiosity and looked down at the reflection in the lake.

The reflection in the water of Ningfan Lake is a butterfly, but not one, but hundreds of thousands.

He has been reincarnation countless times, and every world is a butterfly.

He changed his life with the life of the butterfly.

"Can you see the past life..." Ning Fan looked at his eyes and looked at the solitary.

But seeing the solitary at the moment, watching the reflection in the pool, can't stop crying.

What did she see? Ning Fan does not know, only the solitary himself knows.

"Don't cry... there is me."

Ning Fan didn't know what he saw. He didn't ask, just holding the body of the solitary trembling in his arms, trying to warm her heart at the moment with her body temperature.

"Ning Xiaomo, your past life, is a butterfly, is it..." Xiao Du Gu asked in a low voice.

"Ok."

"It turns out that... I abandon the sword, give up the killing of the world, and reunite for your life. It is worth it..." She didn't say much, just said the words that Ning Fan couldn't understand.

Although I didn't understand it, Ning Fan's heart didn't touch it.

He faintly felt that he seemed to owe too much to the solitary.

"What did you see?" Ning Fan asked pitifully.

"Don't ask, never know..." Duo raised a smile with tears.

Ning Fan wants to use thieves to see what he saw.

He used to live alone in the past, is it...

He wants to see clearly, but unfortunately, there is a powerful force in the body of Du Gu to protect her, so that Ning Fan can't see her heart.

Don't ask, never know...

So it’s good...

Du Gu stretched out his hand and stroked the outline of Ning Fan's face with gratitude and satisfaction.

This is the first time she has taken the initiative to touch Ning Fan.

In her gaze, there seems to be something more... it is a crush.

Ning Fan did not come to the heart of a pain, and he would be alone in his arms.

Damn, what exactly did this woman see... she would cry...

Without an answer, she said nothing, she would not say it for a lifetime.

This answer may only be found by myself, perhaps, not for life.

"Cough and cough..." Xia Huang coughed a few times.

There is still him here, the two couples are hugged here, really forget me.

The solitary face is red, and the tears are wiped on the Ningfan sputum without any image. I gently push Ning Fan and take care of it. "You should help the summer predecessors."

"The lady said very much, but for the husband, I forgot that there is still something to do."

Ning Fan smiled and looked at the look of the solitude and anger, and his heart gradually calmed down.

That answer, until he is repaired enough in the future, naturally knows.

The beauty of reincarnation, inclusive of all things, can be seen from the past and present.

"Predecessors, will you pass on the power of my gods at the moment?" Ning Fan asked.

With his cultivation, it is easy to enter Jianhu, and it is impossible to go out of Jianhu.

Only the Xia Emperor did his best to help him temporarily possess the life of the immortal, and he had the confidence to go back and forth.

"Well, this old man will take the power of the gods and lend you to you. You are closer."

Xia Huang raised his hand and pointed it at Ning Fan Tian Ling, closed his eyes and introduced the power of the Yuanshen into Ning Fan.

His breath is wilting, although it is still a fairy, but far less masculine than before.

And Ning Fan's breath is rising, broken seven heavens, eight heavens, nine heavens, peaks... fate!

The fate of the fairy is divided into the mysterious realm.

The realm of Ning Fan at this moment is the life of a man!

Feeling the vast mana of the body, Ning Fan's eyes flashed, but there was not much shock.

The mana that controls the skyrocketing body is also very handy, without any discomfort.

He has had a temporary possession of the Emperor's mana, and the immortality is not worth mentioning.

"Oh? Xiaoyou can easily control the power of the immortal level?" Xia Huang's face was pale as paper, and his eyes were slightly shocked.

Ning Fan’s ability is bigger than he expected.

At this moment, the Xia Emperor lends the power of all the gods to Ning Fan, and his body is very weak. I am afraid that it is a broken monk who may not be able to win.

Ning Fan sighed and turned to Jianhu, who was about to jump in, but the little one was pulling his arm.

"Bring me with me!"

"Listen to me, Jianhu is very dangerous, if there is any accident..."

When Ning Fan’s words were not finished, they were interrupted by the words of Solitary.

"Trust me, I won't have anything, I can help you. Believe me."

Believe me, this sword lake I can come and go freely, can protect you...

Believe me, believe me...

Ning Fan was a little silent, grabbed a small solitary, and jumped into Jianhu.

He decided to believe her!

If she is really dangerous, he will fight for life and protect her! (To be continued.)