Grasping Evil

(Thanks to the fierce big dog for reward. ps: 12,000 words updated today)

Ning Honghong saw the familiar figure and walked out of the sea of ​​fire. When Mu Wei was cool, I saw that Ning Fan was safe and sound, and almost immediately burst into tears.

As for Ning Fan's cold breath, let the two women's minds tremble.

It’s just two women. I haven’t had time to ask for it. Ning Fan has already stepped on the ground, and the three-dimensional fairy cloud, carrying two women, gently floated and followed behind him.

"Red, you are resting on the cloud. Cool, help me lick their rosary..."

His tone is dull, but I have an invincible momentum and I am ready to go. In the eyes of Ning Fan, from the moment he appeared, the ghosts in front of him will die!

His voice just fell, suddenly slammed the ring, and then, the long-lost little cockroach, fell in his arms, swaying his head.

At this moment, Xiaoyan has recovered the Jindan peak, and the tyrannical pressure has swept the thousands of miles in the third area. Under his demon, the strength of the ghosts began to withstand different degrees of suppression.

The ghosts such as Qinghengxing, who are present at the scene, are far from being enchanted by Xiaoyan, and they are scared.

"Charm Ji, she resumed Jin Dan's peak repair! Not good, flee! The third area of ​​ghosts, no one is her enemy!"

Almost an instant, sixteen ghosts, sixteen dawns, each fleeing in different directions. If it is the early morning of Jindan, they dare to chase, but at the moment... don’t run away!

It’s just in their view that the charm morning is so powerful that they can only chase one by one. They are scattered and will be able to escape from birth! If you are killed, you will feel bad luck. If you die, you will not be dead. Who cares who?

However, Ning Fan, but did not let the charm of the morning, because it is not necessary...

"You don't have to shoot..."

"The old lady is too lazy to get a hand..."

Under the suppression of the charm of the morning, every ghost, the strength is sealed in general, even Mu Weiliang and Ning Honghong, feel the mana stagnation. They don't understand why Ning Fan will go with the imperial demon. And the demon emperor charm morning, actually like a demon pet, lying in Ning Fan Huai.

Under the suppression of the charm of the morning, the ghosts, mana and gods in the middle of Jindan were suppressed at the peak of the spirit, which was a low realm.

And Qinghengxing and Qingwuwei, a big man, a middle-aged, this is the late Jindan repair, but each was suppressed in the early days of Jindan, repaired as a great reduction in God, and there is still a little bit of momentum before!

Jin Dan ghosts rushed to escape, a moment, they each took out more than a dozen miles away, but Ning Fan's eyes flickered, and in the sea, he made a sound of screaming, and the speed of the thoughts was faster.

Jin Dan’s later thoughts swept out, only a moment, swept the three hundred miles area, and as before, the strange things happened again!

Surprising!

There is only one moment, except for the blue line, but all the ghosts that were swept by Ning Fan’s gods are screaming, as if they were cut by swords, each ghost is smashed, a life screams, blood spatters!

And the green line, even if it is not dead, is also a sacred soul, and the escaping figure falls to the ground, and there is no escape.

Just watching the back of the body, like the death of God, like the pursuit of Ning Fan, sweaty cold vertical!

"Impossible! What did he do, why I was seriously injured, why so many Jindan masters, one face, they were killed!"

Ning Fan, it is impossible to answer the question of Qing Hengxing. With a small sister and two women, he chased in front of Qing Hengxing, and his expression was still indifferent.

"You can't escape?"

His tone is very light, but the sound falls in the ears of the green, but it is like being stabbed by the sword, it hurts!

At this moment, the image of Ning Fan, in the eyes of Qing Hengxing, is more and more mysterious and horrible. He was trembling, and under the eyes of Ning Fan, it was like a lamb to be slaughtered!

"What did you do, no one, can be ignorant, kill so many masters!" His screaming bluffs, but more prominent fear.

"You don't need to know." Ning Fan's words are indifferent, and he is a little bit of starlight, piercing the chest across the green, with the power of burning.

will die! Really will die!

Coughing out a black blood, the stunned look of the blue, but flashed a trace of grievances.

Do you have to die in the hands of the juniors of Jindan? Do not! Left and right is dead, it is better to fight hard!

He made the last mana and incited the law. Before he was burned, the ghosts came out of the body, and they died to the sea.

The breath of his body is similar to that of Li Zhihuan who used to practice the magic of the past, but the power is absolutely a world apart!

"Is it a dream? You can't think of it, you still have this kind of means, but unfortunately, you will regret it..."

Ning Fan gave a slight glimpse, but did not expect that this green line will actually win the magic.

To win the magic power, known as the undead magic, as long as the soul is not destroyed, you can break into other people's spirits to understand the sea, devour the other side's consciousness, and take the body to regenerate.

It seems that Qing Hengxing is actually a fish and a net, and wants to win himself. Unfortunately, Qing Hengxing is destined to be disappointed.

A strong monk, the sea is also fragile. Once invaded, the consequences are extremely serious.

However, Ning Fan does not stop the behavior of Qing Hengxing, let it smash its soul and break into the sea of ​​his own mind.

Qing Hengxing is overjoyed, and the joy is that Ning Fan is arrogant and arrogant, even ignoring his own magic.

He sneered, his heart, as long as he won the Ning Fan, reborn with Ning Fan's body, not only will not die, on the contrary, he can become a living person, leave the demon forest, return to the Yang Jie!

But this is a big joy, in the moment when he entered Ningfan to know the sea, turned into a great sorrow, a basin of ice water, poured on the head of the blue line, let him shudder.

"How come... impossible... this is impossible!" He groaned desperately.

"You, have you seen it?" Ning Fan's mouth smirked.

The reason why he dares to go green and enter the sea of ​​knowledge is because his own knowledge of the sea has changed!

What is the sea of ​​knowledge? The sea of ​​meditation.

Ordinary people know the sea, located in the spirit of the heavens, opened up by the power of the mind of God, and evolved into the ocean of mind. Occasionally, there is a great monk who can cultivate the sea into a sea of ​​fire, a glacier, and many forms, and this kind of person is not a **** of one side!

Ning Fan's knowledge of the sea, below is the blue and silver of the sea of ​​swords, but above, there are countless blue and silver swords, hanging over the sky, swords are rampant, there are stars!

Sword know! Jianqi condensed to know the sea!

This kind of knowledge of the sea, in the ancient times, there are only a few real immortals, and it is rare to have a chance to cultivate. And Ning Fan, relying on the power of the gods in the scent of the sword, is hard to rely on the sword and the power of the sword to cultivate the prototype of the sea.

Although the sea is full of swords, it is still not perfect. Even so, every force of mind is like a sword, and it reveals the power of the immortal. The sacred form of the sword, named, swords!

God can not hurt people, but common sense, but the sword, but can kill people invisible, enemies thousands of miles away!

Ning Fan seems to be holding hands, no shots, the actual swords sweeping, already on the Golden Dan ghosts, moved the lore!

The power of swordsmanship depends on the amount of swordsmanship that has been promoted. These, Ning Fan is not concerned for the time being. At this moment, he can use the sword to recite, killing the high-ranking Jin Dan master in the Ministry of Youth, is enough!

Ning Fan murdered the sea in the sea, the remnant of the Qing dynasty, for the first time revealed a regretful expression.

I shouldn’t provoke Ning Fan, and I shouldn’t stop it. I will show my secrets and enter the Ning Fan Sea!

I don’t even say that it’s my own, even if it’s a broken old man’s blame, it’s never a good end. In the future, Ning Fan, maybe you can use the sword to read the sea, and the countless deaths of the old demon, this alone has nothing to do with the blue line.

"Let... let me go..." Qing Hengxing’s words tremble, but the crocodile’s tears, who will pity?

In the eyes of Ning Fan, the coldness of the eyes flashed, and in the sea, the gods swept away, and the billions of swords and swords swept through, and the ruined souls of the Qing dynasty were crushed and turned into nourishment for the nourishment of the sword.

It’s a dead end!

"The rosary beads are all stunned..." Mu Wei trembled with a small hand, holding dozens of golden rosary beads and handing them to Ning Fan.

Fear, terrible, Ning Fan at this moment, indifferent as a sword, so that Mu Weiliang produces an unprecedented sense of strangeness.

"do not be afraid..."

Ning Fan saw the panic of Mu Weiliang, smiled slightly, and the palm patted her slightly dusty hair.

At this moment, there is no Jianwei, and some are just as easy as before.

Put away the rosary beads, Ning Fan jumped up to Xianyun, embraced Xiaoyan, and went straight to the Qing.

Ning Fan's smile, as before, with a touch of laughter, a trace of concern, let Mu Wei cool his heart loose, put down the vigilance.

On the top of the fairy cloud, Ning Fan no longer converges on the living atmosphere, and no longer hides the small 貂, the gods swept three hundred miles, and did not hide.

In this way, he will become the target of the entire third-region attack, just Ning Fan, why not hide again!

Incorporating the divine power in the spirit of the sword, Ning Fan not only cultivated the sword to read the sea, but also enhanced the intensity of the gods to the late Jindan.

And as God read the promotion, his chanting incarnation, also advanced to the late Jin Dan. In this third region, its strength is almost the peak.

Even more awkward demon pressure system, even a half-step yuan baby ghosts, in front of Ning Fan, can only play the role of Jin Dan later.

Today, he will sweep the third area, and the first goal is undoubtedly the Green Department!

"Today, the Ministry of Youth will be destroyed..."

He is arrogant, but with the sword, with the incarnation, he is enough to run here!

The immortal order of the elders of the Ministry of Youth is really a great sigh of kindness. It is almost impossible to count Ning Fan and die. This hatred is finally to be returned.

Ning Fan's fairy cloud, flying very slowly, he is waiting, waiting for countless ghosts who do not know life and death, come to die.

He didn't know which charms the charm morning had with him. In short, he wouldn't let go when he sent it to the door.

The road to the Qing Dynasty will be a **** road.

Just after more than ten miles, there are more than ten ghosts in the early days of Jindan, chasing them. Looking at Ning Fan and the charm morning, a look of enthusiasm, more erotic, eyes fell on Mu, Ning two women, rotating back and forth.

"Ha ha! Charm Ji is really here, kill! Kill her, give the bones to help!"

"Living people? Oh, the old man knows, this person must be the one who killed the bones of the emperor, even kill him together!"

"A beautiful woman, this white dress, I want it!"

"The old man wants red clothes!"

A group of Jindan early ghosts, chasing after, did not know, when they stepped into the three hundred miles, has been locked in the Ning Fan God, is already dead!

"broken..."

Ning Fan’s faint words came out, and even did not need the help of Xiao Yan’s demon. For a moment, thirteen Jindan early ghosts, knowing the sea is broken, the body is landing, blood splashes. Each of their rosary beads was taken away by Ning Fan.

Five hundred miles away, a red-haired old man from Jindan’s peak, accidentally glimpsed Ning Fan with his thoughts. Seeing this strange scene, he immediately changed his face.

He is the elder of the Red Department, who ruled the existence of countless ghosts, but for the first time in his life, he felt a creepy feeling for a young man.

"Impossible... This person is only in the late stage of the spirit, why can you kill 13 golden dragons and ghosts! This is simply... absurd!"

He wanted to fish in the water of Ning Fan, but see how Ning Fan is different, how to dare to shoot!

And he immediately made a decision, not only can not shoot, even the entire Red Department, is not allowed to shoot Ning Fan.

"This person must not offend!"

He shook his head firmly, and listed Ning Fan as the most unsuccessful person in the demon forest.

The Green Department is not extinguished, and he is doing his best. Bone King is angry and angry, what is he doing with him? His red department, this is not the opposite of the bone emperor, and the twelve ghosts are not united.

The only thing that made him care was that Ning Fan’s fairy cloud, Mu Weiliang and Ning Honghong, these two women, but the old man is somewhat familiar, but shaking his head, still decided not to manage.

He hurriedly left to avoid being involved in the right and wrong, the grand elders of the red department, the back of the departure, but some of the emperor.

Who can expect that the Red Elders, the eternal red enchantress, will be taken by Ning Fan, and will be scared!