Grasping Evil

This white youth is not Ning Fan, but who is it!

With Ning Fan’s current cultivation, he only grasped the power and immediately evolved the magical giant claws, almost shredding the world’s natural situation. . .

The old man of Huangpao did not ask, and was directly torn by Ninfan’s claws into countless pieces. The body flew directly into **** rain and sprinkled on the magic sea.

There is only one god, not yet fallen, but it is also breathable. It was taken to the hands by Ning Fan, and looked at Ning Fan with horror.

"You...who are you! Why kill the old man!"

With the eyesight of the old man of Huangpao, it is natural to see that Ning Fan’s murder is not because of his rush to shoot under the four geniuses.

That killing machine is for revenge! That murder, has been accumulated for many years!

It’s just that the old man of Huangpao can’t think of it, when he has provoked such awesome grotesque!

Only one hit, it will destroy all of his, this strength, absolutely reached the level of crossing!

"This person is definitely a real stranger! Du Zhen, Du Zhen... The old man asked himself, this life has never offended any of the real strangers! The people killed by his life, and no one has a true elder. .. this person, why kill me!"

I don't understand, the old man of Huangpao couldn't understand why Ning Fan's murder came from!

Ning Fan sneered at the horror of the gods in his hands, took a storage bag, took out an old and broken wanted order, and gave the old man a look.

The eyes swept through the wanted order, and the memory of the old man of Huang Pao was immediately awakened a little.

His eyes were so shocking and rounded.

He looked at Ning Fan and was shaking.

"It's you, it's you! No wonder you will hate the old man, it turns out to be you!"

"Impossible! This is impossible! You were the ones of the year, but the district was broken, even if you later joined the Killing Temple. It is impossible to cultivate in the short period of 100 years to the realm of the real world... fake, this is fake The old man does not believe it!"

A thick remorse flashed in the eyes of the old man in the yellow robe.

I don’t believe in the mouth, but 10% of his heart believes that the white youth in front of him is Ning Fan...

He once set a reward for the 30 million crystallization of Ning Fan, and personally brought people to kill Ning Fan, and was later hit by the blood. Only then did the killings stop.

He once received the order of the Dan Zongqiang, once again set a reward for Ning Fan, this time, it is a billion...

What only disappointed him was that the billions of reds did not kill Ning Fan.

What shocked him even more was that Ning Fan slaughtered hundreds of cents in the Yao Zongxing domain, and eventually swept through countless East Heavenly arrogances and joined the Killing Temple.

Today, he is a sacred lord. Finally, I was going to die in the hands of the broken child...

No resistance, no resistance...

If he knew that there would be such a day, he would not choose to be an enemy with Ning Fan...

His eyes are full of regrets, but after the remorse. But it has gradually become crazy.

"You can't kill me, now I..."

Without the opportunity to give more words to the old man of Huangpao, Ning Fan smashed it and directly pinched the **** of the hand into a **** fog.

Cold eyes. Then he swept to the remaining four Qiuzong Zongxian.

"not good!"

The four seven-year-old ancestors were immediately scared to death, and the iron sedan was thrown. If you don’t say anything, you will escape if you take the road.

Ning Fan is a singer who can kill and kill people, how can they be Ning Fan opponents!

And they also saw the wanted order, remembering the past.

That year, they could also pursue Ning Fan, and Ning Fan did not let them go!

Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly and did not go to see the four scattered immortals who fled.

The four scattered immortals saw the words, and only Da Ningfan intentionally let them go, and they were overjoyed.

But in the next moment, four cracks suddenly split between the heavens and the earth, and four magic swords and swords were flying out of them.

The four swords slammed down and immediately killed four of them.

Four people storage bags, Ning Fan is too lazy to collect.

In his hand, he only held the storage bag of the seven lords. After the gods swept away, there was no heart, nothing but the crystal, and all the rest of the fire was burned clean.

There is no half-happiness on his face. For him, killing is not a happy thing.

It’s just his code of conduct. He has always had a clear understanding of his grievances. Since he has a **** vengeance, he naturally cannot let go.

"The seven lords are dead, but behind the seven ancestors, there was also the shadow of Dan Zong. The tens of billions of rewards of the year, although released in the name of the Seven 煞 宗, is that Dan Zong is secretly doing things... this time The Seventh Sovereign, the next time, it is the turn of the Emperor Danzong..."

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed in the cold, and then stepped out, and then set up the rainbow, and went to the ghost soldiers.

According to his investigation, there is only one empty space in this ghost sect, which is the ghost ancestor.

There are seven or eight people who have crossed the monks, and there are no more than the second step monks.

These ferry and ghosts are not all ghosts and monks, and some are to seek magic.

Ning Fan flew over the moon and smashed the moon, and his body was vertical and fell on the foothills of the magic mountain in the sea.

Beyond the gate of the Ghost Warrior, there are seven second-step monks waiting here.

Among the seven people, there are two ferries, five fate, all of whom come here to seek treasure monks.

With their cultivation, it is naturally impossible to ask the ghost ancestors to personally refine the device.

What they ask for is only the disciple of the ancestors of the ghost soldiers... the ‘fourteen lords’.

At the time of the arrival of Ning Fan, the two ferries immediately swept away Ning Fan, and when they noticed that Ning Fan was the cultivation of the ghost Xuan Yufeng, he shook his head slightly.

The fog of the robbery of the moon has the effect of isolating the mind of God. With their strong minds, it is impossible for God to cover the entire robbery.

When they still vaguely felt the fluctuations of the fighting in the direction of the robbery of the moon, and then looked at Ning Fan's anger, they guessed that Ning Fan was the one who caused the fluctuations.

"Don't ask, most of the people who have just killed the murder in the moon, this is the son. Isn't this the ancestors of the ghosts banned any foreign monks from killing people in the moon?? The ban, the ghost The Bingzong is not going to refine the magic weapon for this person anyway."

The other five fate, there are no two such powerful gods, and they do not feel the fluctuations of the previous riots.

These five fate, four people are Xuan Xiu, only one person, is a ghost monk early monk.

The five fat immortals once noticed that the remaining suffocating suffocation in Ning Fan immediately changed.

If they are not perceived wrong. Ning Fan should have just killed a man, and he will leave such fierceness.

These seven second-step monks, who did not know each other, came here to seek the refinement of the 14th Brigade.

Ning Fan is the second step of the eighth monk.

When I saw Ning Fan came, and the body was obviously carrying the murderous suffocation, there were several ghost soldiers and disciples who came out immediately outside the mountain gate. They looked bad and asked Ning Fan.

"Predecessors are killing people in the robbery of the moon!" The mouth is called the predecessor, but there is absolutely no respect.

These ghost soldiers are disciples. However, the broken and imaginary repairs, but dare to ask the second step of the monk Ning Fan, the natural beauty is the momentum of the ghost soldiers.

Ning Fan frowned slightly, but still replied, "It is indeed killing. Isn't this murder in the sea?"

"Good! Ghost ancestors have orders, any monks who dare to kill people in the moon, are regarded as disrespectful to the ghosts, and should be requested by the treasures. My ghosts will never agree. Seniors, please come back! You If you kill, you are not qualified to ask me to be a ghost soldier!"

When I said this, these broken brothers were quite arrogant. It seems that standing in front of them is not the second step, but a low-level junior.

Ning Fan's brow wrinkled deeper, but he raised his hand and took out a token.

That is a bronze token. The pattern on the front of the token is a tomb.

To the north of the token, there is a word inscribed.

If you are laying the law on this token. You can also check the token holder's name and the tomb value.

"This person is actually the grave guardian of the War King Luo family!"

Including the two ferry, the seven fate are all shocked, and when you look at Ning Fan, your eyes are well-intentioned.

When the few murdered disciples saw this order, they were also shocked. After sweeping the arrogant color, they immediately held a fist to Ning Fan.

"The predecessors forgive sins, the younger generation and others do not know that the predecessors are Luojia stalkers, rude places, but also hope the predecessors Haihan!"

They dared to ask Ning Fan for the sake of broken and sham, and the shackles were the momentum of the ghosts.

However, compared with the War King Luo family, the Ghost Bingzong is slightly worth mentioning.

In particular, before the ghost ancestors had ordered, if they saw Luo’s graves, they had to be treated as a guest. With this order, they would not even dare to neglect Ning Fan.

"I came to ask the ghost ancestors to help refine a treasure. I wonder if a few people can lead me to see your ancestors?" Ning Fan received a tomb order and asked faintly.

With his cultivation, nature is not generally known to a few juniors.

"Predecessors came unfortunately... As early as eight years ago, the ancestors were waiting for the arrival of their predecessors. Only the seniors did not come, and the ancestors temporarily closed their doors and began to refine another treasure. At this time, they have not yet gone out. No one knows when the ancestors will go out." Several broken disciples replied respectfully.

"Yes, this is not mys, I am late... so, or come back to refining the magic armor next time."

Ning Fan shook his head and turned to leave.

The magic armor is temporarily impossible, then go to the tomb of the gods first. Now he is a grave guard and is qualified to enter the bottom of the tomb...

A few broken disciples naturally did not dare to stop Ning Fan from coming, while the other seven second-step monks were also prepared to be close to Ning Fan, but when they saw Ning Fan’s rush, they seemed to be rushing to leave. Nor did it forcefully stop Ning Fan from talking.

At the moment when Ning Fan turned and wanted to go, there was a cold voice in the ghost sect. In the next moment, a stream of fourteen streams rose to the ground and landed on the ground, turning into fourteen figures, blocking the body in Ning Fan. before.

"Wait! You can't go!"

Among the fourteen people, one person immediately stepped out and said coldly to Ning Fan.

This is a big man in the green robe, with the cultivation of the ghost Xuanfeng peak, and his body is full of treasure armor.

"I waited for the guardian of the mountain, I saw the 14th lord!" Several former shoushan disciples, when they saw fourteen people came, immediately saluted the people.

The other seven monks who came to seek the treasure in the second step, when they saw the 14th soldiers, arrived in front of Ning Fan, and they changed their faces.

Naturally, they can see that the fourteen soldiers are not good, and that the look of Ning Fan is full of hostility.

"The 14th soldier of the Ghost Warrior..."

Ning Fan frowned and his eyes swept over the fourteen monks in front of him.

Among the fourteen people, there are three ghosts in the late period, seven ghosts and Xuanzang peaks, and four in the early days.

The former Qingpao Dahan was the eighth leader of the Ghost Warrior.

This person looked at Ning Fan's expression, full of hostility, and the rest of the soldiers, but also quietly spread, will block all the retreats of Ning Fan.

"You are so arrogant, I want to learn from Ning Mou!" Ning Fan asked.

After all, he came to the ghost soldiers to seek a magic weapon. According to Luo Shi, the ghost ancestors and Luo family had a good relationship.

In this part of the friendship, as long as the ghosts and patriarchs do not act too much, Ning Fan will not care too much with the ghost soldiers.

"Hey! This seat can't have time to learn from you! Let's talk about it, the Seven Sovereign Master is killing you! If this is really what you do, even if you are the King of the Warlord, today, this seat will not let you Leave the ghost soldiers!"

"What is it?" Ning Fan was cold and cold.

"Good! Sure enough, you killed, that's all, you will stay here today!"

The Qingpao Dahan snorted and raised his hand to pay a silver rope.

Once the rope was vacated, it immediately turned into a silver thunder, and the singer came to Ning Fan.

(2/3) (To be continued.)