Grasping Evil

Blood sacrifice is wild!

The simple four words, but the ancestors of the ancestors have to be too mad at the madness!

The two heads of the ancestors, one with white teeth, smiled coldly, smiled and infiltrated, and the eyes flashed with scary robes; the other head looked sad and painful, wanted to speak, but could not speak. .

Photographed in the majesty of the ancestors, the Fan family robbed all of them, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Once a great ancestor, he had a great ideal. The ideal was based on his existence, sheltering wild people from being invaded by aliens.

However, since the practice of robbery, the temperament of the ancestors has become increasingly cold and ruthless.

Nowadays, in order to cultivate a real robbing blood, it becomes a too robbing spirit, and it is even more than a blood sacrifice.

"The ancestors, changed..." Fan Jia's sighs, but no one dared to violate the orders of the ancestors.

Ning Fan's incarnation of the butterfly, his eyes looked at the ancestors below.

This place is not only a pretty butterfly, but only he is a pretty butterfly, with wisdom, the rest of the butterfly is all empty.

With Ning Fan's eyesight, it is natural to see that there are two wills in the body of the ancestors, and they are competing for the control of the body.

One is the consciousness of the ancestors themselves, and the other is the consciousness of being manipulated by robbing.

If you want a blood sacrifice, it is the consciousness of being manipulated by robbing. As for the consciousness of the ancestors themselves, they have been unable to resist the erosion of the robbery, unable to control the body, can only watch the robbery control themselves, step by step, blood sacrifice is wild...

"Is this the power of robbing... even the ancestors who had the sacred sacred meditation, once manipulated by robbing, can only become a marionette..."

"...that is..." Ning Fan looked at him and looked down.

The Fan family is a wild valley covered with wind and sand. With the orders of the ancestors, all the Fan family monks took out the shackles and divided them into the valleys.

In the rumbling of the rumble, the valleys in the valley cracked countless gullies, and as the ancestors pointed out, the gullies began to move immediately. Connected to each other. Form a huge crack.

At the same time, a giant image resembling a mountain is raised from the cracks in the ground.

Subsequently, five ancient statues were raised from the cracks to the ground.

The six ancient images are all animal images. The carved beast is strangely shaped. Breath is evil. Ning Fan has never felt it.

It is only six ancient images of lifelessness, but there is a strong heartbeat in the vague...

"The six generations of the ancestors were on the top, and the seven generations of the ancestors Fan Mokong. Please ask the ancestors to manifest, unblock the Taikoo against the dust!"

The ancestors embraced the fists with both hands and worshipped the six ancient sages. Then they took out tens of thousands of villain and sacrificed them to six ancient images.

For a moment, the six ancient sages turned like the original place, making a creaking sound.

"The ancient image is a turn, the dust is open, and the prisoner is quite savage!"

The sound of the ancestors of the ancestors just fell, the whole wild sky, like a mirror-like fragmentation, broken parts, constantly rushing out of the black-red and filthy clouds, thunder and bang.

It seems that there is a will to devour everything, covering the whole wilderness, the earth is constantly tearing, the aurora flashes in the cracks, and they are linked to each other as a peer map.

The size of the picture is almost covered with the whole wilderness, and the wildness is divided into forty-two arrays.

As the array of light spread across the vast wilderness, the wilderness immediately shattered and turned into forty-two brutal domains.

Countless creatures screamed, mourned, and fell to the ground. Whether it is a barbaric or a wild beast, but the cultivation is in the first step, unable to resist the power of the array of light, was caged, the body immediately began to dissolve into blood. The blood, a little bit of penetration into the array of light, turned into the energy to start a large array.

In this era, the barbarians are not absolutely uncultivated, and there are still many barbarians like Fan Xi’s monks.

Those barbarians and wild beasts who had been repaired to reach the second step, flew to the sky in horror, and did not understand what happened.

Ning Fan’s pretty butterflies are not repaired. When the array of lights is turned on, the butterfly body bursts into a blood mist. The blood mist is also integrated into the array of light.

With Ning Fan Shen Tong, nature will not be exploding by the array of light, but it is also a shock.

With his eyesight and his understanding of the secrets of the word, it is natural to see that this covers the entire wilderness, and the power is extremely terrifying.

The six ancient images are the key to urging this big battle. The tens of thousands of villains that serve as sacrifices are also the key to starting a big battle.

More and more blood is mixed into the array of light. Gradually, the sky tears numerous blood-stained cracks and begins to rain.

The mountains began to collapse, the rivers began to rise, and the **** floods began to flood the entire wilderness.

The whole wildness seems to be transformed into a **** sea world, as if the end of the world is coming!

I do not know how many creatures have fallen into the killing of the big battle!

Even knowing that this place is a fantasy, it is a re-enactment of the ancient times, Ning Fan is still a shock of the heart.

Even if he has been killed for a long time, he has never seen such a crazy blood sacrifice... This killing is too heavy!

"The ancient image is two turns, the dust is reversed, and the blood is swallowed!"

The ancestors once again sacrificed to the six statues like the tens of thousands of infants, and the six statues were like the sound of rubbing and rubbing, turning again.

Inundated with the wild sea of ​​blood, and immediately passed the infinite suction, any repairs and brutal beasts that were lower than the realm of the real world were all inhaled into the **** sea and screamed.

When the suction rolled to Ningfan, Ning Fan just shook and did not fall into the sky and fell into the blood.

Although he is not true, but his strength is far above the ordinary, it is naturally impossible to be photographed by suction.

"Well? This pretty butterfly is not really good, but it can block the blood of the ancient image..."

Ning Fan’s long sky behind him suddenly opened a crack and walked out of a group of monks dressed in black robes.

Ning Fan was shocked, and suddenly there was a sense of crisis behind him. Just after a moment, there was a huge ruin of the sky, a palm of the hand, and a huge force, immediately making his entire body out of balance, facing downwards. Blood sea is falling!

That strong palm print, clearly has reached the power of a million hits!

That palm print did not destroy the intention of Ning Fan, but just a shot of Ning Fan into the blood sea below!

In the moment of falling into the **** sea. Ning Fan clearly saw that he was filming himself in the blood, a group of three-eyed black scorpion, each black scorpion body, there is a vast robbery of blood, all of which are comparable to the strength of the ancient monk!

These black scorpions are all too robbing!

"Hey! It’s actually the upper bound robbery!" countless Fan family monks exclaimed.

"What is the robbery of the upper bounds? You come to me very wild, what is the matter!" asked the ancestors.

The words of the ancestors, but only for those three-eyed black sneer.

"What is the matter... Oh, yes. It prevents you from becoming too robbing. If the ancients are like three turns. Then against the baby... a wild slave who is in the area, is trying to become the upper bound robbery, really Infatuation and delusion... This is a gift from the robbers to the first generation of the ancestors. Before you, there are six generations of ancestors. Trying to build a robbery body with this array, unfortunately, all without fail, all fail. In the big squad, turning into a portrait, you are the seventh and the last one."

"The wilderness is just the place where the robbers are arbitrarily anti-infant, and the anti-infants raised by the slaves, etc., are all owned by the robbers and are not qualified for their own use!"

"The quality of the counter-infant production is too low, the robbers no longer need wild, and no need Fan family!"

"The seven generations of the ancestors, Fan Mokong, you, can die!"

...

What happened last in the **** sea, Ning Fan did not know.

The moment he sank into the **** sea, the words he heard were the words of the group of trinocular blacks who wanted to kill the ancestors.

If this place is not a fantasy, it will be swallowed by this blood sea, and Ning Fan is absolutely dead.

Fortunately, this place is only a fantasy, even if it sinks into the **** sea, Ning Fan is just a painful heart, and the butterfly body has not collapsed.

Just wanting to fly out of the **** sea, but it is not so easy, once sinking into the blood, Ning Fan actually lost the right to control the body.

That feeling is like being robbed in the body and unable to control the body.

This blood sea is the blood of countless wild people, which contains the negative emotions left by countless creatures before death.

Outside the **** sea, there seems to be an earth-shattering war, perhaps a struggle between the ancestors and the black scorpions.

One day passed, the fighting volatility gradually subsided, I do not know between the black and the ancestors, who wins and loses.

Two days later, there were countless mournings that began in the wild.

In the past three days, the wilderness has once again fallen into a dead silence...

January, February, March...

One year, two years, three years...

A hundred years, a thousand years, a million years...

Ning Fan is trapped in the **** sea, it is difficult to move, can not get out of trouble, every day must bear the suffering caused by **** sea.

Trapped in the **** sea, Ning Fan's only thing that can be done is to use the secret of the word, to study the big battle under the blood sea - Taikoo against the dust array, in order to improve the line.

It has been a million years since the blood sea was completely evaporated, and Ning Fan finally got out of the **** world.

Millions of years of tempering, Ning Fan's will becomes more tenacious.

For millions of years, Ning Fan has only done one thing, that is, the study of the Lord of the Hidden gave the wild Taikoo against the dust.

The big picture is too deep, even if it has been studied for a million years, even if Ning Fan understands the secret of the word, he only understands some fur.

If you change to other people, I am afraid that I can't even read the fur...

Millions of years have passed, and Ning Fan has broken away from the **** seas and returned to the wild. This shows that the original six ancient images have been broken.

The fragments of the ancient imagery are more like a new double-headed image. They are also numerous cracks and more ancient images. The appearance is very similar to that of the seven generations.

Millions of years have passed, and the forty-two fields have been shaped. The original black people have disappeared.

Today's wild, no Fan family, no barbarians, some, just a few poor barbarians, one by one.

Some, just a wild beast formed by the barbarian beast, the original barbarian, wild fish and other barbarian creatures, can not be found all over, already extinct...

"One million years ago, the day I was photographed in the **** sea, what happened in the wild..."

"Because of the events of that day, will the wilderness be divided into forty-two domains? Will the ancestors and Fanjia disappear from the wilderness..."

"This kind of wildness, perhaps millions of years, will become the battlefield of God and the demon two..."

"I built the bridge and used the magical power of the river of the true magic river to enter the Taikoo wilderness three times... If not. It is impossible to know these ancient secrets..."

Ning Fan looked up at the sky, above the sky, there was a layer of purple-golden clouds, containing the will of the Emperor.

Out of the illusion of the exit, it is in this purple Jinyunxia!

Ning Fan's butterfly wings were on display, and flew toward the Zijin Yunxia. It just flew near, Yunxia disappeared immediately, and appeared in several wild areas.

Pursuing a glimpse of Yunxia, ​​Ning Fan leapt into several wild fields. Find the Zijin Yunxia again.

Not yet flying near Yunxia. That Yunxia disappeared again, disappeared...

Ning Fan's gaze is slightly congested, unblocking the power of the rain and yin, and urging the rain to the extreme. God read the cloud.

His pretty butterfly body. Rolling up the golden light. Heran the exhibition of the golden light of the vertical, and went straight to Yunxia.

His dawn is not slow, but Yunxia moves faster.

No matter how Ning Fan catches up. I can't always get close to that Yunxia. Even if I use Tiantian, I can't settle Yunxia.

If you can't get close to Yunxia, ​​you can't take the exit from Yunxia to get out of the illusion.

"In the Yunxia, ​​there is the will of the Emperor of the Purple Emperor, the will, is to completely trap me in the mind, do not let me leave?"

"The will, I will not allow me to build a bridge, that will, will not allow me to cross the truth..."

"The will is not for me, but for thousands of executors!"

"The export is clearly in Yunxia, ​​but Yunxia deliberately hides from me. How fast I chase it, how fast it hides, if I just chase it all the way, I am afraid I will never catch up with Yunxia!"

Ning Fan's eyes are slightly moving, and there is a hint of enlightenment.

The road to comprehension is just a bitter repair, and it is difficult to win the road. Just chasing the avenue, you will always be shackled behind the avenue...

Just catching up, never enough!

"If this illusion has no other exports besides the Yunxia exit, then I will make an export of my own, and how can it be!"

"The will, the will... The key to getting out of the illusion is the will! I will tear out an exit from this illusion with my will!"

"I want to leave this illusion, I want to build a bridge, I want, cross the truth!"

Ning Fan no longer chases Yunxia, ​​his butterfly wings continue to sway, rolling hunting hurricanes, and constantly tearing the sky.

In the hurricane, there is a willingness of Ning Fan to break away from the illusion in any case!

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years... Ning Fan repeatedly made a move to tear the sky, his obsession, his will, into the sky, gradually tearing a gap from the sky!

Heaven also has the will to protect, but the will has been shredded by Ning Fan a little bit!

"It turns out!"

Ning Fan seems to understand what is happening, the butterfly wing shows, flies out of the illusion, and the heart returns.

In front of the Real River, he reopened his eyes and looked at the river in the counter-current river. His eyes were decided.

The will of the river of true magic river was once again disturbed by him. He shot out the electricity and removed all the remaining illusions in the stone bridge, making the illusion completely a true bridge.

However, he still has not set foot on the bridge and has not yet begun to cross the truth!

After experiencing the tempering of three illusions, Ning Fan's understanding of the will continues to deepen, and gradually saw some clues on the river.

The bridge he built is not much different from the ordinary bridge, but there are great differences within it.

Among the 100,000 true bridges on the river, there is the will of the emperor, and the bridge built by Ning Fan has lost the will...

"I have not yet integrated the will into the bridge. This bridge is still not a real bridge!"

"In the first illusion, I turned into a bull and a mountain. In the second illusion, I turned into a wild fish and swallowed the sea. In the third illusion, I turned into a butterfly, and the tear was quite empty... Three illusions, all of which are meant to make me realize what is the will..."

"The will of the emperor to stay in the real river seems to want to stop the post-artificial bridge. In fact, it is to make future generations realize, the importance of the will..."

"Zhulong Candles has also tried to build bridges. In addition to me, there are more than 40,000 ancient and modern people who are trying to build bridges, but without fail."

"I don't believe those who fail, can't break through the illusion, can't interrupt the true river will... I would rather believe that they can't integrate their will into the true bridge! This may be the reason for their failure to build a bridge! ”

Ning Fan walked into the bridge step by step, and the palm of his hand pressed on the bluestone pier of the bridgehead, and his eyes became mad.

"With the order of my Ningfan, this bridge is the true bridge from today!"

There is no superfluous move, but immediately there will be a will, such as the mountains, the depths of the sea, and the will of Tianguang. The blessing is above the true bridge.

That is the will of Ning Fan to build the bridge anyway. With this will, the bridge is the real bridge!

"This son actually created the true bridge!" The bottom of the river, the river demon is hard to understand.

As Ning Fan expected, the people who failed to build bridges in the past and the present are mostly defeated in the will.

To be true, it is not to let the monks find truth, but to let the monks hone their will.

If the will is higher than the sky, you want this day to be true. It is true. You make it imaginary, it is imaginary, really imaginary only in one thought!

There is no point in pursuing truth. Just pursue. Never get a real answer. Just as chasing Yunxia’s meaningless move in general...

It is a pity that few monks in later generations have cultivated their will, and most of them are blindly pursuing the truth that cannot be found.

"I want. Cross really!"

Ning Fan stepped on the true bridge step by step. He stepped out and he could clearly feel that the will of the whole river of true magic was overwhelmed by him, making him difficult to walk!

Ning Fan bites his teeth, his eyes are round, his forehead is exposed, and under the weight of his will, even the blood is difficult to flow.

His body, under that powerful will, has no resistance.

But his thoughts will never be overwhelmed by that will!

"I want, cross the truth!"

Duzhen, has become the mind of Ning Fan!

How strong is the obsession, how strong the will is, and Ning Fan's face is gradually pale, and he is wet by sweat, but he has to take the second step, the third step, the fourth step...

Every step forward, his momentum will be a strong point, and his cultivation will improve one point!

Every step forward, his will will be a strong point!

When the last step, set foot on the north bank of the real river, a momentum of chaos, immediately madly spread from Ning Fan, provoked the true rivers and rivers raging waves!

At this moment, Ning Fan successfully crossed the true bridge and repaired it as the breakthrough early!

At this moment, Ning Fan is no longer a life fairy, but a true fairy!

It is only the breakthrough from the ghost Xuanfeng Peak to the beginning of the crossing, but it is qualitatively different. Ning Fan can feel that after the success of his success, his mana is five times as much as before!

Ning Fan's former mana was comparable to the peak monk in the early days of Duzhen. Nowadays, the success of the ferry, the mana in the mid-term, no one can surpass.

"Is this the power of the early days of crossing the truth..."

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed, clenched his fists, looked back at the bridge, and smiled.

Footed on the north bank, Ning Fan continued to look north, there is still a true magic river in the north, that is the second true river inside the heaven.

After crossing this river, you will be able to become a mid-term monk!

Ning Fan's gaze penetrated the second true river, and on the second true river, it was easy to find the true bridge.

After the first bridge was built, all the real rivers had a bridge.

"The bridge has been completed, and in the future, it will break through other realms in the real world. You don't have to worry so much. You only need to have enough mana to cross the river."

"My hand has a lot of fruit. If you refine all the fruits, the mana is probably enough to impact the bottleneck in the middle of the cross. But it takes at least ten years to refine these achievements..."

"It seems that only after leaving the inside of the heavens, swallowing the fruit, retreating after the retreat, and then hitting the bottleneck in the mid-term..."

Ning Fan shook his head slightly, pointing his finger to the front, and there was a black crack in the air, which was the way to the inside of the heaven.

He was about to leave, the first true river, but suddenly flew out a river demon old man with purple scales, smiling, and prevented Ning Fan from leaving.

"Little friends don't have to rush to leave. The old man is very pleasing to see the little friend. He wants to send a small friend a gift. I wonder if the little friend dare not want it?"

"Who is you?" Ning Fan is not in a hurry to ask what the gift is.

The river demon old man gave a slight glimpse, and then smiled deeply and profoundly.

"The old man is a real river river demon, the seal of the purple emperor's order, the four true rivers that guard the magical dream world."

"Real Magic River River Demon? Magical Dreams?" Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly, but did not ask.

"Little friends don't want to ask the old man a gift for a small friend?" asked the river demon.

"The younger generation is more curious, what is the meaning of the dream world in the mouth of the predecessors." Ning Fan replied with no expression.

For the stranger's show, he has always kept a three-point war, this is his habit.

With his eyesight, it can be seen naturally that the river demon old man is a strongman who is comparable to the airborne period.

Now Ning Fan has been successful, and he has cultivated the second yin and yang... battle yin and yang. After crossing the truth, the **** of war is the fourth step in the breakthrough.

At this moment, even if he is facing the battle with the river demon old man, he may not be defeated. He is not afraid of the river demon old man to count on him.

"What is the fantasy world? The old man can't tell you, you need to understand it yourself... You can make the true magic river count backwards. If you want to come to one day, you will realize the meaning of these three words."

The river demon old man can naturally see that Ning Fan’s eyes are wary, and he does not care. He makes a trick and takes a purple-gold orb from the true river.

That Baozhu is the crystallization of the will of the river demon old man to solidify the river.

He has been guarding the true magic river for countless years. Before and after, he only condensed such a treasure.

"Small friends seem to have a lot of achievements. If the old man uses the power of the will in this treasure to help you refine the fruits, the speed of wanting to refine your fruits will increase by a thousand times..."

"If you trust the old man, you can accept the good intentions of the old man. By the power of the will of the treasure, speed up the refining and fruiting, and cross the second river in one fell swoop, and break through the middle of the ferry. Naturally, if you believe the old man, you can leave, the old man. It won't stop..."

The river demon old man smiled and looked at Ning Fan, quietly waiting for Ning Fan to reply.

Ning Fan looked at the will of the will, and his expression became more and more dignified.

With the river demon repaired, it is at least hundreds of millions of years of hard work to make the invisible will of the ethereal solid crystal.

This willing pearl contains a lot of willpower, not only enough to speed up all the fruits of refining, and even a little refining of dark fruit...

The fruit is nothing, but the dark fruit is extremely difficult to refine.

Ning Fan absorbs the power of the dark fruit is too slow. If there is such a will to help, I don’t know if I can take this opportunity and refine one or two dark fruits...

Use the will treasure to speed up the opportunity of refining, but not much...

"Predecessors are really willing to use this power of the Orb to help me refine the fruits?"

"Oh, the old man is naturally willing to give you a treasure, only to see if you dare to accept the good intentions of the old man. By this willing pearl refining the heavens and earth treasures, the speed is extremely fast, but the willpower of the bear is extremely heavy...you Can you dare to use this bead?"

"What are you afraid of!"

Ning Fan directly crossed the knees in front of the river demon, taking a few life fruits from the storage bag.

Once the river demon promotes the power of the will of the treasure, he will begin to refine the fruit.

Ning Fan is not afraid that the river demon will harm himself. With his various means, if he wants to protect himself, he is not afraid of the river demon.

And from the beginning to the end, he did not notice any hostility from the river demon.

Since the river demon showed his initiative, he also seized this opportunity.

"Can you be ready?" The river demon gradually showed a serious color, and his eyes asked with dignity. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!