Grasping Evil

Qianqiu Monarch!

Many monks here have witnessed the scene of Ning Fan’s sword and Yuan Yu’s madness eight years ago. The chapter update is the fastest

They recognized that Ning Fan is the devil of the ages, but in their memory, the Ning Fan at that time was just the middle of the ghost!

Today, it is already a ghost Xuanfeng!

"The speed of cultivation of this magical monarch is so terrible!" Many immortals were secretly scared.

There are also some people who reveal the color of suspicion. "In eight years, from the mid-term of the ghost to the peak, there is no more natural treasure, and there is absolutely no possibility! Perhaps this person is the ghost of Xuan Xuan, When the sword was mad at the time, it was only hidden and repaired..."

Ning Fan does not care about the monk's arguments here.

On the sixth floor, Ning Fan immediately flew toward the portal to the seventh floor.

The light transmission door to the seventh floor is not purple, but black, and the light door is sealed with death. The fierce atmosphere is extremely strong and horrible. It is very different from the first six layers.

When I saw Ning Fan went straight to the seventh floor, many monks were shocked.

"Do you want to go to the last three floors? Is there anything in his body?"

"The last three layers of the world of tombs are quite different from the first six floors. There are also three tombs of heaven and earth, and there are also tombs, but there are countless monsters from the well of the contract! Even though this person is innocent, rashly Entering it, fear is also a life of nine deaths!"

Standing outside the Black Gate, it is a blue man who has been trained in the early days of the squad, and is the top 50 elders in the sacred hall.

Seeing that Ning Fan went straight to the black door, the old man opened his eyes slightly and felt a little bit of a sigh of relief after the arrival of the ghost.

"Where are you, what is it!" The old man looked sharply, and a strong momentum of the air level immediately swept to Ning Fan.

Under that momentum, it is necessary to wait for the air to be chaotic. However, Ning Fan is light and light, taking a storage bag, taking out the vain order, together with the tomb guard, and showing it to the old man.

"Nothing! The tomb guard of the War King Luojia! You are not a tomb than the top ten monks, it is impossible to hold a vain order, where does this come from? Is it Luojia?"

The old man's eyes are more fierce, and the pressure on Ning Fan is even more vast. Ning Fan is simply unmoved, only faint.

"Where does this order come from, it seems that it has little to do with entering the seventh floor. There are seniors who open the door to seals, and the younger generation wants to enter the seventh floor."

"You have some magical powers, you can rely on ghosts and spiritual repairs to resist the old man's momentum, but the repair is ultimately too low, the seventh floor, not where you should go! Entering without permission, you must die! If you insist on entering, the old man does not. Will stop, since you open this door for you. It’s just that you have to pass the test of the old man!"

"What test?" Ning Fan gaze, asked.

The old man took the momentum. I took a deep look and held the hand in the cloud, saying,

"The old man is standing here and does not move. If you use your magical powers, you can force the old man to move half a step, or take a self-protection. You are eligible to enter the seventh floor! If you do not have this strength, enter the seventh floor, but also seek your own way!"

After all, the old man quietly looked at Ning Fan, waiting for Ning Fan to shoot.

Ning Fan took a deep look at the old man and said nothing.

Suddenly, a shot of the soul pocket, the countless fallen gods in the soul bag, immediately spread all over the sky.

But seeing Ning Fan pointing to a glimpse, all the gods have all had a self-destructing trend!

"The magic of the gods!"

The old man’s eyes were shocked, and there was a hint of greed that disappeared...

After a while, it’s finally saying,

"With the number of gods you have now, it is enough to deter the late stage of the real, enter the seventh floor, but also a little self-protection. Entering the eighth floor, it is self-seeking dead road; entering the ninth floor, it must die."

In the end, the old man took out a battle of the law, and made a glimpse.

Immediately, the seal on the black door disappeared by half, but it did not completely dissipate.

He took out a jade slip and handed it to Ning Fan, revealing a few points of kindness, saying,

"In this jade slip, there is a little bit of information recorded on the third floor of the tomb of the god. The little friend can take it. Now, you can go in!"

The old man said, once again sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes, and then ignored Ning Fan.

Ning Fan’s thoughts on the jade slip, there is no change in his look, but there is a chill in his heart...

The content of this jade slip does have some intelligence. It is about the third floor of the tomb of the gods. Some of them already know, and some of them don’t know.

However, this old man gave him a jade, but it is not a goodwill...

Putting aside the jade, Ning Fan pushes the emptiness and steps into the black door.

After a long distance of transmission, Ning Fan was transferred to the seventh floor of the tomb.

At this moment, he is standing on a high platform. This high platform is protected by the array of lights. There is a gate in the middle. When you return, you can leave the seventh floor and return to the outside world.

This high platform was built on the top of a magic mountain, above the sky, and it was sullen.

Under the Magic Mountain, there are countless ancient tomb palaces, and each tomb palace contains a heavy atmosphere.

There are a lot of tombs in this area, which are not divided according to the three categories of heaven and earth. The tomb palace in this place does not need to consume the crystal, but it needs to consume nothing.

Entering any of the tombs on the last three floors will consume a vain order.

There is no restriction on the tomb palace in this place. The danger in the tomb is not the same. It is a rush to enter, it is a life or death, it is difficult to say...

The seventh world is extremely vast, and the territory is almost the size of the entire Emperor.

There are countless murders hidden in the magic waters of Montenegro.

The last three layers are different from the first six layers. There are countless monsters inside, which will attack any monks who enter this place...

In this seventh layer, there are countless second steps of the demon... there are immortals, more ferry, looming, and empty monsters...

"The tomb of the ancient chaos, it is at the bottom..."

The yin and yang locks are sent out from time to time. The induction is very vague. It seems to be disturbed by the innumerable tombs of this place. It is impossible to accurately determine the orientation of the ancient tombs. However, it can be confirmed that the ancient tombs are roughly at the bottom of the tomb.

Did not immediately leave the high platform, Ning Fan successively took out the two jade slips given by the emperor, and carefully perceived.

On the seventh floor of the tomb of the god, the jade sacred **** of the emperor seems to be interfered by the tomb of the god.

It is impossible to make those ancient dynasties come to this place, and it is impossible to let the emperor come...

But slightly stimulating the yin and yang lock. Ning Fan can still break into the Xuanyin world here.

"Here, Jade can't be used, but fortunately, I still have ghost faces, as well as Xuanyin, and ancient konjac, there are other means to protect themselves..."

Ning Fan put away the emperor's jade, and finally stepped out of the French high platform.

At the moment when the outside world appeared, there were four black shadows between the Yinshan Mountain and the gust of wind.

These four yin winds. They are the second step of the demon, which looks like a half-man and a half-ghost.

Three black shadows opened their mouths and swallowed directly toward Ning Fansheng.

Only a black shadow, spurting black and fog toward Ningfan, it was highly poisonous inside the black fog.

"court death!"

Ning Fan glanced sharply, slammed his sleeves, and immediately flew out a sword of swords in his sleeve, split into four.

But see four swords and a flash. The four black shadow monsters have been directly killed by Jianguang, **** DC, the body fell from the sky.

The four black gods of breath are coming out from their bodies. Still, I am still afraid of dying to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan pointed to a change, and there were literally hundreds of thousands of swords passing by on the gloomy sky.

After a while, Ning Fan Jianguang received, the four black gods. Has long been riddled with holes, not adult.

This is so, the four black gods are still licking their mouths. The fierceness in the eyes is not diminished.

Ning Fan slaps a trick and ingests four black gods one by one. The first is to search for the soul and destroy the memory. Then, the four black gods are sacred in the secret law and then earned the soul bag.

"There are all the gods in this place, the gods, this god, can be used as a medium to display the gods, but there is no memory, for people to search for souls..."

"The monsters here are extremely aggressive, unless they are completely killed, but if there is still a breath, they will attack any monks who enter this place..."

Ning Fan's eyes are slightly moving, and in a short time, he has a general understanding of this place.

After a moment of indulgence, the blue-green rain in my eyes was once again, and once again, there was an endless rain curtain, centering on his place and spreading rapidly around him.

Where the rain falls, it is the place where Ning Fan is thinking.

With Ning Fan’s current cultivation, he can cover the entire range of intermediate stars by voyeurizing the rain.

This is the case, he did not find the portal door to the eighth floor nearby.

It is extremely difficult to determine the direction of the lower world by virtue of a touch of yin and yang lock... This area interferes too much...

"Can you only look for it slowly? So, solve another trouble first!"

Ning Fan's eyes sank, look for a direction, and immediately go.

The seventh floor of the tomb palace, each of which carries the seven-star magic and magic.

Passing through these tombs, Ning Fan often only sheds his thoughts and sweeps at random, not too much attention.

After three days of galloping, Ning Fan landed on a magical wasteland.

All these three days along the way, he killed more than 50 heads of immortal creatures, it was the first moment of the real thing, and also killed a head.

In the past three days, Ning Fan’s mana loss was quite serious, and he finally decided to come back to the wasteland to restore his mana.

Naturally, he landed on this wasteland and solved another trouble.

When Fang Yi landed here, Ning Fan immediately raised his gaze and looked at the cloud over somewhere above the sky.

In the eyes, there is gradually a flash of cold.

“The predecessors followed Ning’s three days and are not ready to show up!”

As Ningfan’s voice fell, a crack was immediately cracked on the sky, and in the crack, a sword of swordsmanship flew out in a moment, turning into a hundred thousand eight hundred swords, and smashing into the clouds!

The dark cloud was smashed by Jianguang, and immediately exploded, turning into an old man with a slight color in his eyes. It was the elder who guarded the black door.

"Oh, Xiaoyou perceives a good life, and even the old man can detect it. It is worthy of being looked at by the warlord Luojia. It’s just that this magical power is a little weak... broken!"

The old man suddenly took a drink, and the strong momentum of the early days of the emptying was immediately like a gust of wind, directly destroying the 18,000 swords.

The sword shadow was broken, and the sorcerer said that the sword immediately trembled and fell into the sky, and was taken back by Ning Fan.

His expression is still without any fear, even if he knows that this old man is ill-intentioned and the person is not good!

"Little friends seem to be very calm, you know, the old man is here today, is to kill you!" The old man overlooking Ning Fan, as if overlooking an ant, sneer.

"Know." Ning Fan took a storage bag, took out a jade slip, and crushed it into a powder.

This jade slip was given by the old man, and it was planted with a very hidden mark for tracking.

Even if you wait for the time, you can't see the mark, but for Ning Fan today, it's not difficult to see the mark of the district.

"Oh? It seems that you already know that the old man is jealous?" The old man looked gloomy, and after a while, he was sneer.

"I know that the old man has ulterior motives, and you still accept jade, it is really stupid!"

The old man is full of disdain, raising his hand, and the fire is vacant, and all the space in the square has been blocked.

Blocking the space, naturally it is necessary to block all the retreats of Ning Fan!

"You hand over the gods, or force the old man to search for the soul!"

His eyes are full of self-confidence, and he uses his empty-edged practice as a calculation for Ning Fan, a ghost, and wants to come without any mistakes.

The only trouble is that after killing Ning Fan, it may cause the anger of the King of War.

But as long as the matter is secret, who can know that he is killing Ning Fan!

Even though the matter was exposed, there were eight elders behind him, and he would be afraid of the king of war!

(2/2) (To be continued.)