Grasping Evil

The technique of the West Wind is a kind of Taoism, which is the magical power that can only be displayed by the monks. . .

Ning Fan has only displayed this technique, and it has already shocked millions of monks here.

If these monks know that this West Wind technique is simply the magical power of Ning Fan, I am afraid that there will be more shocks.

Chen Xuan repeatedly imagined countless times in his heart... If Ning Fan is like him, he is a monk. With this style, killing ten Chen Xuan is easy...

In his eyes, he was full of sorrows, and this stunned, also appeared in the eyes of countless monks.

The elders of Shenxu Pavilion suddenly stood up and looked at Ning Fan with a stunned look.

There is a legend above four days: a monk who can make a Taoist cult before the ferry, and once he has cultivated to the peak of the empty space, he can step into the broken world! And the cultivation of the whole broken mindland will hardly encounter too many bottlenecks!

As long as the chance is not too bad, this kind of monk is a breakthrough in the ancient times, it is only a matter of time...

"This son has actually become the qualification of the ancient sage!"

The other eight deities of elders are also shocked. Whether it is Luo Shi who has a good relationship with Ning Fan or Lei Jin Shi who has a heart to kill Ning Fan, it is the same expression at the moment - unbelievable!

West wind leaves have not been exhausted. The four sides of the platform are silent, only the wind is hunting.

Ning Fan took back his fingers and dispersed the autumn winds of the sky. His eyes fainted and fled to the Qin dynasty outside the field. In his eyes, there were still some words that were not scattered.

Qin Lan immediately felt a great shock. At this moment, he seemed to have the feeling of being stared at the old blame. The invisible pressure made him feel difficult to breathe.

Ning Fan's eyes swept through the other stalkers, including Qin Hong. Any monk who was swept by Ning Fan's eyes had a feeling of breathing stagnation.

Ning Fan raised his head and glanced over the four sides.

He saw the shocking look of the grave guards such as Luo Xiao. I saw Luo’s stunned expression on the seat of Luo’s seat and saw a small mouth that was too close to the small.

His eyes swept over the Chen family seat, Chen Xuan breathed a stagnation, actually felt an invisible pressure from Ning Fan.

His eyes swept over the seat of the ghost patriarch, but he saw that the ancestors of the ghosts were equally shocked and could not speak.

His gaze finally fell on the seat of the little demon girl.

The little demon girl always looked at him with a smile, this whole copper station, and only the demon girl, the least surprise in the eyes.

She is the person who knows the best of Ning Fan and most believes in the strength of Ning Fan, so she is the least surprised.

When Ning Fan’s eyes swept through. The little demon woman actually sent a kiss to the direction of Ning Fan.

"Is it still the same? But it seems that the evil poison of Aci has been cleared, so it will be fine."

Ning Fan touched his mouth subconsciously, and the corner of his mouth slightly shook a curve.

Dissipating the thoughts in the eyes, Ning Fan turned and walked toward the battlefield.

Conquering Qin Hao, his ten wins have been reached, and he does not have to fight with anyone for the time being.

Zhao Mengde, the elder who presided over the tomb, saw Ning Fan walked down the battlefield. This was the return from the shock, Lang Lang said.

“Luo’s tomb keeper, Ning Fan, won ten wins and entered the second round!”

"A Luo Yuan is a grave guard. Debut!"

"The next shadow of the sect of the sacred sect, the debut!"

Dabi is still going on. The next game is Luo Hong’s battle against Qin Hong.

Although Qin Hong was repaired as a major reduction. After all, it’s still true, and it’s a fight, but it’s all defeated by Luo Wei and other Luo’s graves.

Luo Jia. In the end, only Ning Fan, a grave guard, entered the second round.

The first ** ratio, which lasted for seven days, ended, with a total of 174 grave guards entering the second round.

The second ** ratio will be held one month later and the location will still be the venue of the Copper Terrace.

Before the start of the second round, no one should stay in the venue except for the elders of Shenxu Pavilion.

The millions of monks who came here to see each other, the repair stars near the venue of the copper station temporarily settled.

Ning Fan, along with the Luo family monks, temporarily settled on the comprehension star of a purple mist star.

Purple Mist Star is a comprehension star in the rainy season.

Wang Meng gave the information of Taisu collected in the past two years to Ning Fan, and the ancestors of the ghosts also quietly searched for Ning Fan, and handed over the refining anti-star magic to Ning Fan.

This anti-star magic armor, incorporated into the ghost ancestors countless efforts, power is quite weak, is a class to reach the soul of the day after tomorrow.

For three days, Ning Fan was in the room, refining the anti-star magic armor.

On the fourth day, he thoroughly refining the magic armor into the body, and got up to the window, took out the information jade that Wang Meng collected, and frowned slightly.

Wang Meng collected a lot of information, apparently doing his best.

These pieces of information have detailed records of the life of Tai Su Leidi after he became emperor, but there are not many records of the deeds before the emperor.

As for the real thunder of the hometown of Taisu Leidi, these information are not mentioned at all...

‘Tai Su Leidi, who fell about 50 million years ago, was one of the four masters of the Eastern Heavenly Immortal World before his death, and he was in charge of the thunder. ’

‘Information before the emperor, no. This person is close to the emperor, only to appear in Dongtian, I do not know where it comes from. Once he became an emperor, he was in charge of the Thunder and shocked Dongtian. After becoming an emperor, he lived in the East Thousand Thousand Thunder World...’

Ning Fan put away the jade slip and sighed slightly.

In addition, I took out the jade slip that Taisu Leidi had handed over to him, and looked at the real thunder star map recorded in it, for a while...

Only the star map, but no star indicates the direction, want to find the true mine in the East, not help in finding a needle in the haystack.

East Tianxianjie, countless stars, too many stars, still unknown, inaccessible...

If you are looking for a true mine in the Milky Way, you don’t know where to go to find the true mine.

哧——

A voice of a sword flashed and flew out of the window.

Ning Fan raised his hand and grabbed the sound of Jianguang. After hearing the sound, he immediately moved his eyes.

After a little silence, Ning Fan walked out of the room, drizzled, left the station of the Luo family, and went straight to a restaurant in the city.

The first ** has ended for several days. In the restaurant, many monks talked about the tomb than the grave-keepers. The most talked about is the Ning Fan.

In the hall on the first floor, there is a table of martial arts monks at the moment, talking about Ning Fan.

In a corner of the hall, a black girl smiled and teased the spirit tea. I am in a good mood to listen to everyone talking about Ning Fan, not a little demon girl, but who is it.

"Liu Shige, you don't know! The old ancestors only took a palm, and they smashed the Chen family. They want to know the Chen family, but the real fairy in the early days of the real! Oh, that With one palm out, the whole world is in darkness, you don’t see it with your own eyes. I never know how shocking the scene is!”

"The most famous ancestors of the past ancestors, non-snoring is none other than now. Nowadays, he is the most famous, but it is not the West Wind! It is the art of Taoism! You did not see the scene, After Qianqiu’s ancestors used this technique, millions of monks were shocked and couldn’t speak. The whole audience couldn’t hear it! My uncle’s head said, Qianqiu’s ancestors could use the Taoist thoughts This life has a great opportunity to become a fairy goddess!"

"According to the information obtained by Zhang. This time the tomb is the most hopeful to win the first three black horses, has been released. One is the 'Bone of the Immortal' Jun Changdong, the second is the Shenkong disciple Xu Dao, The third one is also the one that is most optimistic, and it is the predecessor of the old ancestors!"

"It is said that this predecessor of the Ning is still a disciple of the killing temple. He is now repaired. If he returns to the killing hall, he will be given a ghost face!"

Everyone drank the ground and screamed at the ear, and did not find the ancestors who were constantly mentioned in their topic. I have quietly arrived at this restaurant.

The arrival of Ning Fan is almost undetected. His breath, as if there is no generality, seems to be integrated with the smoke and rain outside the restaurant...

As soon as you enter the restaurant, Ning Fan walks straight to the corner of the first floor and sits on his own.

The opposite little demon girl immediately took a glazed teacup and placed it in front of Ning Fan. She took the teapot on the red mud stove in front of her body and poured a cup of Lingchao for Ning Fan.

Very familiar taste, the taste of Kirin tea, this tea, the little demon girl to Ning Fan soaked, in the rain.

"Hey, this taste, I don't miss it? The tea I have made is always unique. There are not so many fortunate food."

Ning Fan picked up the teacup and smelled the familiar tea. He listened to the rain outside the window. His thoughts seemed to return to the rainy world many years ago.

A sip of tea, tea and memories are incorporated into the abdomen, which is very warm.

"A Cibu tea is naturally nostalgic."

"Oh, it’s not a mess, but it’s a slick tongue. Can you still remember the three people you owe me?"

"Remember. You let me accompany you into the demon world, accompany you to take the fishing map, it is still two people..." Ning Fan reveals the color of remembrance.

"Not bad. The slain, you saved me once and helped me to detoxify. The third person is paid off. But, oh, I prefer to let you owe me the fourth person, and me. Entangled..."

After all, the little demon goddess took a jade slip and secretly handed it to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan took the jade slip, and the gods swept away, and immediately looked at the earthquake.

Look at the look of the little demon girl, already full of dignity.

"These information is collected by you? How do you know that I need this information?"

"Guess... Hey, do you want this jade? If you want it, you owe me a favor~"

Ning Fan slightly stunned, and immediately looked at the little demon girl with a big smile. He couldn't believe that the little demon woman collected this information, just to let him owe him.

Obviously want to help him, but not frank, not willing to admit...

There is a lot of information in this jade slip, which is about Taisei Leidi before he became emperor. Among them, even the faintly mentioned information about the real thunder world...

With this jade, Ning Fan can find out the true mine world with a little time.

This kind of information is not easy to collect, I am afraid that the little demon woman is taking advantage of the identity of the gods and the Lord, and has tried everything possible...

"Yu Jian I accepted it. The fourth person, I will return it to you soon, rest assured."

Ning Fan put away the jade Jane and smiled a little. When he got the tomb than the first one, he would make a request to the gods, and the little demon woman would be a human.

"Cut, who is rare, you are still!" The little demon girl is still smiling, but her heart is slightly stunned, slightly lost.

Why is Xindao Ningfan so anxious to return her human feelings, is it eager to clear her relationship with her?

After drinking a pot of tea, the little demon woman actually followed Ning Fan and ran back to the Luo family station, and entangled for ten days before leaving.

Ning Fan does not know, this ten-day freedom is precious, and the little demon woman and Lu elders are betting to win.

On the eleventh day, Ning Fan’s room was empty and only one of them was left.

Looking at the chaotic bed, Ning Fan was silent for a while. These ten days. The little demon girl stayed in his bed every night, and was sleepy with him, but did not let him do anything beyond the border. Reason, he understands...

Sacrifice, can not be tainted, if he and the little demon woman crossed the border, I am afraid that will provoke the wrath of the Emperor...

He will be retaliated by the gods, and the little demon girl and the Xiao family behind her will also suffer from the disaster...

"If I win the tomb than the first, I will still be a free body. I am so famous and false." If you don't do it."

Ning Fan was silent for a long time, only to sit down on the knees and take out the jade slip that the little demon girl brought to him.

In the jade slip, there is a mention of the position of the real mine.

Without an accurate description, he told Ning Fan that the former residence of Lei Di, the thunder and thunder, was actually a survivor of Taisu Leidi.

On the top of the jade, the name of the person is listed and repaired. A lot of intelligence.

This person is a disciple of Taisu Leidi. Only a few people know that the little demon woman spent a lot of energy to find out the matter.

This person. It was in the East Tianxian world with Taisu Leidi...

As long as Ning Fan finds this person, he should have the opportunity to ask where the real mine is.

"If there is no such help, such confidential information, it is difficult for me to inquire. After the tomb ratio. I can go to the three thousand mines to find this person, perhaps to find out the location of the real mine... ”

Put all the jade simple. Ning Fan knees in the room, his eyes are closed, but his heart is integrated into the rain outside the door.

The eyebrows of the eyebrows are slightly shimmering, and the force of the rain and yin and yang in the body also flows slightly.

Gradually, Ning Fan seems to have heard the sound of the rain and the rain in the heavens and the earth, and once and for all, it gradually merges with the rain of heaven and earth.

His body seemed to have turned into a light rain and gradually disappeared from the room.

The time passed, and until the second day, the body of Ning Fan reappeared in the room.

As soon as Fang Yi appeared, five dissatisfied voices were heard in the sword bag.

"Hey, the second round of the tomb ratio has finally begun. This time, let us not show our face, we will strike! It will not work!"

Among the sword bags, five swordsmen have been sulking for a month.

The gas was accompanied by Ning Fan’s six months of hard work at the bottom of the tomb of the gods. He finally completed a certain magical power. In the end, Ning Fan did not let them show their faces.

"Reassured, this round of tombs, you will have the opportunity to play!"

Ning Fan took a sword bag to show appeasement, striding out of the door, and went to the copper station with Luo Jiaqun.

Luo Wei did not come. He was too wounded and had already been sent back to Tianhaixing. He was busy rebuilding his body.

Luo Wei did not come, she was in the sky starfish, buried his brother's headless body.

Wang Meng followed behind Ning Fan, red light, accompanied Ning Fan all the way into the venue.

When Ning Fan Fang arrived, it caused the attention of countless strangers. Wang Meng was very proud of himself.

He can't wait to tell everyone, he is Wang Meng, the slave of Ning Fan!

If Ning Fan is only slightly better than him, he will never be proud of being a slave to Ning Fan.

Nowadays, Ning Fan has regained the body of Luo Wei, fulfilled his long-cherished wish and showed his terrorist qualifications. In the future, he is more likely to be a fairy...

At this moment, Wang Meng is willing to worship Ning Fan from the heart, giving a monk who may become a fairy in the future as a slave, not a shame! It is a kind of glory!

"The villain collected a lot of information about the second round, please the master!"

Wang Meng took out a jade slip and handed it to Ning Fan. He looked at the courtesy and then retired.

He sent Ning Fan to the outside of the venue, and only the cemetery who entered the second round in the inner circle could enter. He could not.

Ning Fan looked at Wang Meng, who was far away, slightly, and immediately read the jade in his hand. He was completely aware of the second **.

The fighting ground in the center of the venue has been demolished and twenty-four tombs have been built.

The second ** ratio is not a fight, but a tomb.

Twenty-four tomb palaces, with different serial numbers, from the first to the twenty-fourth tomb, the more difficult the tomb is, the more difficult it is.

The second round of rules is very simple. If you can pass through the top five tombs, you will be eligible for the third round.

In the first round of tombs, there were quite a few high-ranking monks who were eliminated because they encountered stronger ones. There were also many monks who were repaired as lower monks because they were weak and lucky.

There was luck in the first round, but there was no luck in the second round.

If the strength is insufficient, it will only be brushed down.

The 174 grave guards are gradually coming. The second round of the host was replaced by a palace lady who was in the air. It is the elder of the Void camp, surnamed Yan.

Yan Chang's eyes swept over a group of grave guards, her eyes, the longest stay in Ning Fan.

A monk who is expected to become the emperor of the ancients, she must not pay attention to it.

"This is the most attention, let this sub-line come out..."

Yan Chang’s heart had a decision, and he took a move and took out a roster.

The second round of the order of appearance is inconclusive and she is appointed.

The eyes of the United States swept the roster. Yan Chang Lao said softly, "The second round of tomb ratio, hosted by the palace, is now starting. The rules must have some understanding of the little friends. As long as you can pass the first five tombs, you are eligible to enter the third round. When I got down to the name of the palace, I consciously listed it in the tomb."

"Zhou Jia, Zhou Yue!"

When Yan Chang’s voice fell, the crowd immediately walked out of a ghost early Xuan.

This person is named Zhou Yue. It is the monk of the Eastern Zhou family, the first **, he is the first appearance. In the second round, he was still the first to play.

Zhou Yue step by step to the first tomb. The tomb door opens by itself.

His eyes glanced and jumped into the tomb.

After a fragrant incense, the tomb of the tomb was a big light, and Zhou Yue was slightly injured. Go out from the tomb door.

"Through the first tomb, you have a fragrant time to restore mana." Yan’s voice was faint.

Zhou Yue's face is slightly white, for his second step monk. The time of a musk is not enough to restore how much mana...

By this time of fragrant incense, Zhou Yue took the medicinal herbs and crossed the ground to restore a little mana.

As soon as time came, he stood up and entered the second tomb.

This time, he spent a whole hour before he passed the second tomb. When he walked out of the tomb, the mana was almost exhausted and he was covered in wounds...

"This person has reached the limit, the third tomb is afraid of being overwhelmed." In the stands, many old strangers argued.

As everyone expected, after a fragrant incense, Zhou Yue stepped into the Third Tomb, but unfortunately just entered the interest rate, it was bombarded by a huge force.

He stopped at the third tomb... It should be said that with the early cultivation of his ghosts, he was able to survive the second tomb...

In countless eyes, Zhou Yue slightly bite his teeth and unwillingly leave.

The voice of Yan’s elders is just right, “Green Cloud Valley, Green Beads!”

The name that was read was a woman in a green shirt.

She passed the first tomb and only spent a lot of time.

At the second tomb, it took a fragrant time.

When I arrived at the Third Tomb, I struggled for an hour and I couldn’t help it.

"Is it stop at the third tomb? I don't know if I try my best to get to the tomb..." Ning Fan said to himself.

His voice just fell, but there was a playful voice behind him. "Jun was lost in the eleventh tomb. If no one counts, he might be able to cross the twelfth tomb..."

The voicer, who is a bone fairy with Ning Fan has a side - Jun Changdong!

This person has a white hair and walks slowly. Several of the grave guards beside Ning Fan immediately turned their eyes and changed a little. They seemed to be afraid of Jun Changdong and did not dare to be with them.

"be careful!"

Jun Changdong suddenly looked at him and said to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's gaze changed slightly, and he immediately heard the profound meaning of Jun Changdong.

Jun Changdong was concealed in the second round of the tomb...

If you change yourself, is there any possibility of being concealed?

Ning Fan raised his gaze and looked at the Chen family seat. Facing Chen Xuan’s slightly cold smile, he couldn’t help but be more alert.

“Thank you for your reminder.” Ning Fan thanked Jun Changdong for his fist.

"Oh, Jun can not remind anything, it is Ning brother himself to worry."

In a word, Jun Changdong’s eyes were slightly cold, and he glanced at the north platform.

What he saw was the eight elders Lei Jinshi!

The twenty-four tombs in the second round of tombs were jointly built by three elders. One of the responsible persons was Lei Jinshi.

Jun Changdong had offended a descendant of Lei Jinshi, so the previous tomb was counted.

Although he did not say it, he understood that most of this matter was related to Lei Jinshi!

Ning Fan followed the eyes of Jun Changdong and also slammed into the northern high platform.

"Oh, I don't know if this child can hold a few rounds in the hands of Lei Ling... It was eaten!" Chen Xuan’s heart secretly sneered.

The eight elders, Lei Jinshi, had accidentally found a congenital Lei Ling, which took millions of years of hard work and has been cultivated to the realm of airborne period.

Ren Ningfan's magical power is stronger, and it is definitely not the opponent of this Leiling! (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!