Grasping Evil

Almost everyone saw the treasure, but apart from the celestial king, there is no second person to see what is in the treasure.

Other people can't even perceive the level of the treasure. They can only guess faintly. Ning Fan lit up the 10 million crystals on the monument and got some extra reward.

"The things obtained by this son are mostly the treasures of the ranks, at least the peaks of Xianbao, and may even be the low treasures of the Tianniu treasures in the Twelve Nirvana..." Some old strange guesses.

Ning Fan retracted his palm and stood still in front of the huge monument. His expression was still no wave, but his heart was turned upside down!

Walk down the altar and leave the altar to others. Soon, all the referees are all referenced.

Standing under the altar, Ning Fan looked at the storage bag and could not calm down. The Baoguang that was shot into the storage bag before was actually a different thing!

It was a silver mask, and the mask looked like a evil spirit.

Among the masks, there is a vast power and boundless magic!

This is a spiritual dress, a congenital costume!

This is the soul of the world, non-human can be forged out!

Congenital spirits, only the monks of the ancient times are qualified to refine their bodies! Every congenital costume has a magical power!

Congenital spirits are more rare than innate magic, and naturally more rare than the congenital purple gourd in the Xuanyin world.

If this object is exposed in front of the East God, Ning Fan can imagine that there will be thousands of ancient eccentrics in Dongtian to kill the door for this spirit...

Lingbao has two advantages over the magic weapon, and has a flaw.

The drawback is that the Ling suit is mostly used for assistance, and there is very little Ling suit with strong lethality.

Advantages, first, the use of smart clothes does not require any mana.

Second, once the level of the spirits is high to a certain extent, once the confession is recognized. Refining and chemical into the body, you can not snatch. The master dies, the spirits are destroyed with the Lord, but it is much more faithful than the Fabao. It is not like a magic weapon.

Plainly got this congenital ghost face, Ning Fan is mixed.

The joy is that this treasure is innate. If you can refine, you will be able to increase your strength.

Worry is that this treasure is obtained in public, there are countless strong people in the room, I do not know how many people see this ghost face is congenital.

"If someone sees that the treasure I have acquired is a congenital attire, I am afraid that it will not take long before the disaster will come to the end..."

Ning Fan frowned. If this object is seen, Ning Faning can surrender this thing, Mingzhe protects himself, and does not want to be a congenital genius, and provokes countless East Heavenly Wonders.

Naturally, if you can hit the door in front of the eternal eternal eternal, put this spirit into the body. You can also dispel the voyeurism of others.

After all, the high-level costumes that have been recognized by the Lord cannot be captured.

But this is a congenital attire. Even if Ning Fan is the ancestor of the escaping, there is a spirit in the body, and it is difficult to let such a high-level sorcerer recognize the Lord.

In the midst of thinking, an old but kind voice was suddenly introduced into Ning Fan’s ear, the voice of the fairy king.

"Little friends don't worry, this place can see the innate ghosts. Only the old man is alone. In fact, the moment of this treasure, the non-Xian Emperor can not see this thing. With the repair of the old man, can only barely see To the contours of the innate ghost face. Rest assured, you have this ghost face, it is your chance, the old man will not take you the ghost face. You will not let you win the ghost face, you can rest assured that refining, the fourth round, is your refining The opportunity to make a ghost face."

Ning Fan's eyes changed slightly. Looking towards the direction of the King of the Sea, I am smiling at the smile of the King of the Sea.

This time, he even saw the appearance of the fairy king of the sea, is a handsome white-haired boy! Of course, this is just the appearance, not the true age of the King of the Sea...

The Emperor of the Sea is willing to let Ning Fan spy on the appearance, and Ning Fan is qualified to spy.

"With the repair of the Minghai Xianwang, if you want to take my innate spirits, you don't have to say so much nonsense, and you can't do it with a strong shot. Since he said that he won't win me, he won't win. And this person is killing. The elders of the temple, who are the masters of the immortal kings, may also have congenital ghosts, so they can’t look at my ghost face..."

Ning Fan recalled Wu Chen and other ghost-faced killers, and most of the elders who killed the temple had their own ghost faces.

Like the strong man of the sea sea fairy king, the ghost face is mostly innate quality.

This time, Ning Fan is guessing wrong.

In the temple of killing, all the monks above the empty space have ghost faces, and most of the monks who cross the real are holding ghost faces.

But in addition to killing the emperor in the past, no one can hold a congenital ghost face!

This congenital ghost face is a secret treasure, but also a symbol of identity!

At this point, Minghai Xianwang did not tell Ning Fan that Ning Fan did not know for the time being.

The Emperor of the Sea did not tell Ning Fan that the last time someone got the recognition of the blood sea altar and gave it to the innate spirits, it was more than six million years ago.

At that time, in the temple of killing, there was an elder named Fu Lingling, who was admitted to the altar by chance and obtained the innate face.

After the fall of Ling Ling, its congenital ghost face self-destruction at the same time as its fall, its elders are lost...

Fu Lingzhen was the hope of the death of the temple, but she failed when she broke through the ages, and then fell...

"Six million years, finally there are fewer emperors in the world... but this little emperor, but it came too late. The emperor has not much time, I don't know this **** catastrophe, may avoid... I am a Beidou people, maybe Subsisting..."

In the heart of a worry, Minghai Xianwang received a smile, slowly stood up, revealing a serious color, saying,

"The third round of the big end, the speed record, after an hour, the fourth round of the big start! Larger than the location, changed to bloody! 10 participants, they will choose a cell in the **** cell, every Supported in the **** prison for one day, the score increased by 100,000 points! This limit has a limit of up to only 3 million points!"

"Elders, speed the old altar to seal the **** altar and unblock the blood!"

After all, Minghai Xianwang immediately took the other 22 elders and re-sealed the blood sea altar and went to a blood valley not far from the city.

There is nothing in the blood valley, blood and fog, and there are countless killings in the temple.

The Emperor of the Sea of ​​the Sea brought people here, and Qi Qi shot, gradually unblocking an elliptical blood-colored light door from the empty blood valley.

That light door, straight through the blood!

"I don't think that the fourth round of the big ratio is actually in the blood, and the interval between the fourth round and the third round is only one hour."

"Blood prison... There is a place where the murderous temples of the dynasties are held in rebellion. The weight of suffocation is not something that ordinary people can resist. It is that some of the murderous temples are really immortal, and they dare not stay in it for more than ten days. As for the killing of the temple, it’s a dream. It’s a day to spend a day in it... Broken, huh, huh, I’m afraid that even the **** door can’t get in...”

Ning Fan Shen Niu swept the blood-sweeping monument, his score has been 24.27 million points, the fraction is too lazy to go.

Feel free to cross your knees to calm the body's rising suffocation.

After experiencing the killing of Yao Zongxing, his arrogance is enough to deter the ghost Xuanzang.

Now the suffocation has skyrocketed ten times. It is the monk who is in the middle and late period of the ferry, and will be slightly shocked by Ning Fan’s anger.

As for the ordinary man Xuan, I am afraid that even Ning Fan’s eyes can’t stand it.

One hour passed quickly, and such a short time was enough to calm down a little.

Thousands of butchers and other people received the order of the Emperor of the Sea, with Nine Fan and other ten referencers rushed to the blood valley where the blood is located.

The Dongtian grotesques who came here to see the rushed out of the blood valley. Do not dare to enter the blood valley, only in appearance.

The blood cell is the place to kill the temple. If there is no killing hall, the outsider can't step into the blood valley for half a step, and even more mentions that he has entered the **** prison, otherwise he will kill the innocent.

Ten referencers, except Ning Fan, Chi Zhen, Yu Kun. The rest are scattered fairy, and it is the kind of scattered fairy who can be warned.

The rules have been personally announced by the Emperor of the Sea, and they are fixed in one place, without the need for thousands of children.

However, regarding the specific situation in the **** prison, Qian Tuzi still has to mention it.

Looking at the ten referencers, Qian Tuzi reveals the dignified color that has never been seen before. He said, "The blood is heavy. There are seven layers. Some prisons have a rebellious temple, a seal, and so on." It is also impossible to snoop. Once you snoop, you will be at your own risk! Other empty cells, etc. can be chosen at will. For retreat."

"Into the blood!"

After a thousand kidchers, Ning Fan and other ten people stepped into the elliptical light door.

Within the light door, it is the first layer of blood cells, and it is awkward. It is also difficult for people to bear in the early days.

Five of the ten people were invaded by the suffocation and fainted outside the light door.

"Come on!"

Under the command of a thousand butchers, there were killing monks carrying five comatose and leaving.

These five people, this round has no achievements.

"Strive to refine the ghost face in the **** prison!" In Ning Fan walked on the first floor of the **** cell, and in the sea, echoed the voice of the fairy king.

Dark and damp stone roads, occasionally dripping sound.

On both sides are blood jade cells, some are empty cells, and some are sealed, including prisoners.

Ning Fan did not peek into the meaning of these prisoners. He did not want to get into trouble. He only wanted to find a place where he was very angry and refining the ghost face.

The ghost face is innate and infuriating.

The reason why Minghai Xianwang changed the fourth round of the big land to the blood prison, is to want to use the **** insults to help the Ningfan refining the ghost face.

Ning Fan does not believe that the Minghai Xianwang will be so kind, and pays a lot to help a broken junior.

He believes that the Emperor of the Sea must help him to refine his face. He must have some purpose.

As for the purpose of the Demon King, you can know it.

For Ning Fan, the refining and chemical ghost face is indeed better.

He repeatedly checked with God, this ghost face has not touched his hands and feet.

In this way, refining a congenital spiritual costume is only beneficial to Ning Fan, and it is harmless.

For the sake of the present, we must take a step by step and refine the spirits and upgrade our strength.

Just one thing, Ning Fan still didn't want to understand.

Why did the Minghai Xianwang think that his district is a broken, refining and innate spirit?

Congenital attire, non-Wang ancient monks can not be refined...

"Don't you know that the King of the Sea has a spirit, and you can refine your spirits!"

Ning Fan glanced at it.

Also, he only repaired the first step, but the Emperor of the Sea is the fifth king of the eternal sacred king. In front of the meditation, Ning Fan has almost no secrets.

Helping away from the blood of the mother, the blood of the devil, the blood of the gods... Maybe everything he has already exposed to the king of the sea.

Ghost face is a kind of cover that hides the breath, shields the perception, and isolates the heavenly machine.

Congenital ghost face, its supernatural powers are even more powerful, perhaps enough to isolate the fairy king and even the emperor's calculations and spies.

In this way, the determination of Ning Fan refining the innate ghost face could not help but be more determined.

He has a lot of secrets, too much in the East. Today is the secret of being ruined by the Emperor of the Sea, and he still does not know who will be the secret.

If you can refine the innate ghost face, it will be much safer to walk for four days.

He has a spirit in his body and is qualified to refine his innate face. However, in order to truly refine it, it is necessary to find a place where the suffocation is extremely heavy, so as to reduce the difficulty of refining.

The first layer of the **** prison, the prisoners are the first step of the monastic training. The suffocation of this place is only enough to scare the ordinary people, it is not enough to help Ning Fan refine the congenital ghost face.

Ning Fan went all the way to the end of the **** prison. At the end of the scene, there is a staircase that goes straight to the ground, presumably to the second floor of the **** cell.

"Cough and cough...Ning brother is going to the second floor of the **** cell?"

He has been following Ning Fan and others, and he smiled and looked at Ning Fan.

Even if they are just standing on the stairs, they can feel the horror of the second layer of blood.

The second layer of suffocating is not really easy to touch.

"Well, I am waiting for four people, just stay on the first floor."

Ning Fan is quite uncomfortable with the four referees behind him. Go all the way down and enter the second layer of the blood.

The suffocation of the second layer of the blood cell is unbearable in the early days of the ordinary ghosts, but it is far from enough to shake the Ning Fan.

Chi Zhen and Yu Kun looked at each other and shook their heads with self-deprecating. They each found an empty cell in the first floor.

The other two scattered immortals endure the pain of the phlegm. Gritted his teeth and found an empty cell on the first floor.

These two people only closed for an hour, and then they could hardly bear the anger of this place, but they were forced to go through the bleeding and gave up the fourth round.

Yu Kun insisted on the first floor for one day, and Hongzhen insisted on two days. In the end, except for Ning Fan. Everyone has left the **** prison.

Only Ning Fan, staying in the **** prison, have not left...

...

The third layer of **** blood is that ordinary ferry does not dare to enter.

The suffocation of this place is still not enough to shake the body and mind of Ning Fan.

The fourth layer of **** blood, the strength of suffocation is enough to deter ordinary empty!

The suffocation of this place is stronger than Yao Qingyun’s arrogance!

The suffocation of this place is that Ning Fan is also unbearable!

At the beginning of the day, he entered the starfish. Ning Fan was easily emptied by Yao Qingyun's suffocation.

Now that he has grown up, he is still inferior to Yao Qingyun, but the gap is not as great as it used to be.

A trace of blood red floats on Ning Fan's eyes, Ning Fan bites his tongue. Forcibly suppressing the suffocating suffocating into the body and keeping it awake.

Did not continue to go down, the fourth layer of suffocation has been so powerful, the fifth layer of suffocation is not he can compete!

In the fourth floor of the blood cell, he found a cell. Ning Fan crossed his knees and took a storage bag and took out the silver ghost face.

Ghost face tentacles are cold, it is biting cold.

At the moment of holding the ghost face, Ning Fan’s palm began to freeze and floated on the ice crystal.

"Good cold suffocating!"

Ning Fan tried to melt the blood-colored ice crystals with yin and yang fire, but found that it could not be done!

This **** ice is not the ice of the water, and it cannot melt with the power of the Five Elements.

"Can you only compete with the gas phase..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes, sank his heart, and sighed from the whole body to the right arm.

Gradually, the frozen right arm began to melt.

Lightly sighed, Ning Fan looked at the silver ghost face, his eyes became more and more dignified.

Just touch this smart costume, he has to do his best.

The difficulty of refining this spiritual costume is probably far above its expectations.

The left eye purple star flashed, a vast expanse of the demon ancestors, scattered from Ning Fan.

He is helping the blood of his mother, and there is a spirit in his blood!

In this moment of the separation of Zuwei, the congenital ghost face trembled, the chill was much less, and it seemed to be a lot of docile.

Ning Fan took a deep breath and used the fourth layer of suffocating to suppress the ghost face. By pressing the blood to suppress the ghost face, he raised his hand and put the ghost face on his face!

For a moment, an unimaginable **** chill, spread from Ning Fan, spread to the fourth layer of the entire **** cell!

The fourth layer of blood, in a moment into the world of ice, everywhere is frozen by the **** ice!

Those who are imprisoned in the fourth layer of blood, are guilty of felony and repaired as a murdered temple.

They are repaired as waste, but they are still in the air.

Even if there are all kinds of seals guarding the cells, they can still feel vaguely, there is a terrible suffocation outside the cell, cold as ice, can not compete!

"Which people are so arrogant, they are so cold! They can penetrate the **** seal and puncture into the cell!"

The imperial prisoners, who were bound by **** chains, have changed dramatically.

Such a terrible suffocation is really only seen in their lives!

Maybe, maybe... only killing the Emperor, you can have such a terrible suffocation!

In the moment of wearing a ghost face, Ning Fan’s eyes turned into bloody, violently stood up, and the black hair danced!

The mad dance of the black hair, with the spread of hernia, eventually turned into a silver silk!