Grasping Evil

"Oh, I want to let the old man be a slave, a friendly and strong tone! The old man, the iron crow, when he is in full bloom, it is the second robbery, and I also need to be polite! I am the Northern Heavenly King, and I can’t make the old man bend. What do you count, and let the old man be a slave!"

The body of Tieyun’s ancestors suddenly burst into a **** fog, and a dark shadow of the sinisterness emerged from it. The name of the crow was a Taoist man, looking at the goddess and seeing the twilight.

The **** of the singer snorted, and did not talk nonsense with the Iron Ravens, directly urging the **** runes.

Rune Yi reminded, the Iron Raven Taoist immediately screamed and screamed, "A good prohibition! You dare to ban the old husband!"

"The Iron Ravens! You are the ancient fairy, the old man is also an ancient fairy, repaired to be stronger than you are only weak! Now you have been banned by the old husband, become a slave to the old man, if you dare to speak out to the old man Hugh, the old man directly banned the ban and killed you!"

"Speedy help the old man to fight against this! Dare to defy the old man's order, the old man will certainly severely punish the loan!"

Although the Iron Ravens hate the gods, they are also afraid of the body. Looking at the situation on the field again, there is a slave sorcerer beside the **** of the gods. It seems to have been a fairy, and the heart is slightly balanced.

The eyes were gloomy, but they were sneer, joined the battle circle, and together with the gods and the demons, joined forces against the cloak.

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When the gods and others are in full bloom, they are all ones, and they are not leisurely. Even if you can only play to the strength of the corner, you should not be underestimated.

For the two gods, the gods and the devils, the monks can still fight for a split, but after the irons joined the war, the situation began to be unfavorable.

"I am not really short-selling, I can't play the full power of this, and if I continue to fight like this, it will be a matter of time to lose it..."

Ning Fan's eyes are getting more and more dignified. One hand controls the twist line and the other hand is placed on the upper waist pocket.

In addition to the broken chanting, Ning Fan also has a life-saving card - bombardment!

In the soul bag, there are a lot of gods in the second step. There is even a broken god, which is the **** of red-eyed monsters who chased Ning Fan in the tomb of the god.

If Ning Fan mobilizes all the gods to explode, it will definitely cause unimaginable damage to the gods and others!

The **** of the gods sees the cloak and gradually loses its power. It has been reassuring, but in the moment when Ning Fan put the soul bag on his palm, the warning in his heart is steep and there is no origin. The hair behind it was all cold and secretly scared.

"Not good! In addition to the swearing swearing, this child has a killer and is not used! Although I don't know what magical power he wants to use, he must never let him use it! Otherwise, the old man's life will be in jeopardy!"

"The third tree slave, now! The fourth tree slave, now!"

Under the rush, the **** of the **** lingered. Refers to the moment of smashing. The four-eyed demon and the cold-winged fairy all screamed and fell on the verge of collapse.

When Ning Fan’s eyes changed, he did not know where the gods were to summon the fierce objects from the two bodies.

It is already very tricky to have a demon and an iron crow to join the battle. If you let the **** of the gods summon what, then Ning Fan asks for the odds.

"Hugh and summon the fierce!"

Abandoning the intention to immediately display the magical technique, Ning Fan’s body shape shook and turned into a golden rainbow. In the twinkling of an eye, there appeared in front of the four-headed demon, the cold dance fairy, and the left and right index fingers connected, urging a smuggling force. Two people are eyeing down.

As Ning Fan pointed out that the mans fell, the two stunned, fainted to the ground, covered with **** runes, and then retreated.

Ning Fan actually relied on his own power of robbing blood to suppress the **** runes of the two people!

"It’s not too savage, it can suppress the power of the **** Dan... It seems that without paying a price, it is impossible to summon the last two tree slaves!"

The **** of the gods made a look at the earth demon and the iron crow, and flew out of the battle circle. The right hand pointed and pointed like a knife. The left palm was cut, the blood was flowing, and the palm was shot on the snow valley.

Immediately above the ground, there was a small red-blooded blood matrix, which was like a thunder, and roared in the blood.

The **** of the gods and the two palms together, the mouth of the words, fainted in the four eyes of the demon, the cold dance fairy two, the body has a stream of light flying out, into the bloodline, gradually turned into a bright and dark two Dao shadow.

The shadow on the left is a troll about three feet high. The body emits a rancid, dirty corpse, and it is close to the beginning of the broken thought.

The right shadow is a broken moonlight. When the moonlight is dark, it is faintly human, but it cannot be completely condensed into people. It only has a shape.

"Hey! How can the remnant of the funeral moon fairy be broken up! Who did it!"

The **** of the goddess looked at the moonlight, and his heart was secretly surprised. He naturally did not know that the cruel **** of the funeral moon was broken, and it was related to Ning Fan’s net cover of the cold dance...

"It seems that the fourth tree slave, temporarily can't be used up..." The **** of the gods snorted, eager to push the finger, and scattered the moonlight, but there was a cold, arrogant voice in the moonlight.

"Do you help the palace to unblock it? You helped the palace, this palace should have won you, but you have planted a ban in the palace, and you have committed this palace! You, **** it!"

The man-shaped moonlight screamed, and the hand was pressed, and countless moonlight exercises immediately rushed toward the goddess.

The **** of the gods was shocked and stunned. At the same time, he provoked the trolls and the **** runes in the humanoid moonlight, and broke the attack.

When you look at the human form moonlight, there is a hint of surprise.

"I can't think of the funeral moon fairy. Even if the gods are separated, they can play the strength of the early days of the broken thoughts. It really makes Fan admire! But unfortunately, Xianyu has been banned by the old husband and became a slave of the old man. The old man advised the fairy. If people are under the roof, don't anger the old man!"

The goddess looked at the troll and looked at the troll. Senran smiled. "You are mourning the door, you have to work with the funeral moon, and help the old man to kill this child! Don't try to defy the old man's command, otherwise, the consequences will be conceited!"

The troll, known as the mourning fairy, snorted, his eyes swept the battlefield and joined the battle circle, but he quickly recognized the situation and did not talk nonsense with the gods.

The moonlight of the burial moon is broken into human form moonlight, trying to break the body to ban, after no fruit, a sigh of relief, no longer talk to the **** of the gods.

Her eyes swept the sweeping circle and suddenly saw Ning Fan, and the moment of killing was like a tide.

She remembers the breath of Ning Fan. Remember to be clear!

Before she tried to win the cold dance fairy, just in the moment of success, the Han dance charm fairy in the Ning Fan Zixia. The charm of the body, hidden in the cold dance fairy to know the sea, the funeral moon fairy, but also affected by the charm, the key moments of revenge, a careless, actually the collapse of the gods, the broken moonlight body.. .

"It's you! It's your destruction of the palace!" You are the one who created the palace, you. Damn!"

The funeral moon, the fairy tales, turned into a glare moonlight, directly crossed the cloak, rushed through the battle circle, rushed to Ning Fan, vowed to kill Ning Fan, to vent their hatred!

After Ning Fan turned into a golden rainbow, he avoided the funeral of the funeral moon, but his heart was sinking.

He clearly has suppressed the potency of the **** Dan of the Four-Eyed Monster and the Han Dance Fairy, but he still failed to successfully stop the action of the Son of the Tree.

now. The **** of the gods has summoned four tree slaves, and each tree slave has been a big man named Beitian.

The demon, the iron crow, the mourning door... Ning Fan did not hear the names of the three, but also vaguely saw that the three were in full bloom. Once a fairy!

As for the funeral moon fairy, this head, Ning Fan has heard of it... the funeral moon fairy, which is one of the several ancient emperors who founded the Guanghan Palace. At the time of its prosperity, it is said to be a celestial emperor of the ninth robbery!

It is said that the funeral moon fairy has been used for some reason. Rebelled the Guanghan Palace.

It is also said that the funeral moon fairy tales and many of the Guanghan Palace Xiandi, since the collapse of the ancient heavens, all the whereabouts are unknown, suspected of corruption.

Ning Fan did not think that the ancient emperor, who was not in history, would become his enemy in such a way.

The **** of the gods is also a fairy goddess!

Although the gods and others are not in a state of full prosperity, the cultivation of the highest is only the beginning of the early, but it gives Ning Fan the pressure of heavy mountains.

Ning Fan knows that his battle is not to fight against the beginning of a broken thought, four peaks, but to fight against the five unrecognized Xianzun and Xiandi!

In this battle, the odds of winning are countless, and it is almost impossible to defeat the five ancient powers with the help of the gods.

The wise move is to escape the five people's siege by means of the idling of the golden light of the vertical, give up the dust, and give up revenge for the fallen god.

However, Ning Fan did not want to flee, his ears, constantly echoing the death of the gods and the unwilling pleading!

Ning Fan, who is a combination of nature and man, can hear the pleading of the true **** of the gods from the body of the fake bird.

"The old man is not willing to be taken away! The old man, unwilling!"

"No matter who is good, quickly give the old man a relief, kill the person who occupies the old man's body! The old man is not willing to be driven by the body, the old man, unwilling!"

"Who will give the old man a relief! The old man, unwilling!"

In the eyes of Ning Fan, the battle is burning!

He does not escape, he wants to be here, to the former benefactors of the gods... a relief!

"What happened to Xianzun once, how was the Emperor of the past! But it is a group of undead who have been so far, and Ning is afraid!"

"War, fight, fight!"

Wan Dao warfare burned in Ning Fan's body, and Ning Fan's black hair was turned into blood red, and his eyes were like a demon.

The more it is on the verge of extinction, the more it holds the reason that it cannot be retired, but it is the power that can inspire the **** of war.

The former Ning Fan, although rebuilt as the fourth change of the God of War, but because of the short time of cultivation, the understanding of the fourth change is not yet profound.

At this moment, Ning Fan’s perception of the fourth change has deepened.

The essence of the fourth change of the God of War is only a simple sentence.

Although thousands of people go to me!

If the enemy is strong or weak, it will not be my heart.

If I want to go, even if there are thousands of horses in front, no one can stop it! Only in this way, is it worthy of a war word!

The funeral moon fairy slammed a hit, and once again, the tip of the foot was a little bit, and the hand held the moon and practised, and the Ning Fan bound.

This time, Ning Fan did not retreat, looking to the eyes of the funeral fairy, warfare.

He can see that the moonlight body of the funeral moon is not stable and there is a danger of collapse at any time. This is an opportunity for him!

Ning Fan manipulated the shackles with one hand, dragged the pace of the gods and others, and the other hand held the palm into a fist, and tens of thousands of chaos in the world, all gathered in the boxing man, turned into a nine-dark dark tide, and a funeral moon drop!

"Xia Shu, Jiu Ji Jin!"

If you have nothing to do with the moon, you only have a light stroke. Then he smashed Ning Fan Quan, and swept it down on Ning Fan.

Ning Fan was **** by the practice, and as the practice tightened, the endless moonlight power rushed into the body and vanished in Ning Fan.

In the twinkling of an eye, Ning Fan will drop countless injuries, even a few mouthfuls of blood, but the eyes, but the war is not reduced!

Fighting in front. He was not the opponent of the funeral moon fairy, was defeated by the funeral moon fairy, but also used Xia Shu, the dark moon was buried.

Jiuzhong Xiaguang’s darkness was passed through the moonlight, and it was passed to the funeral moon fairy hands, and immediately broke into his body along his arms.

Jiuzhong Xia Jin entered the body once, and the funeral fairy sang immediately and was rushed by Xia Jin. Start crazy backwards.

Every time she stepped back, she was invaded by Xia Jin, and the charm in it was deepened.

After three steps, the funeral moon fairy has been chaotic.

After six steps. The mana of the burial moon fairy tales has been unstable, and the moon-and-white shackles that bind Ning Fan have also broken down one by one.

After nine steps, the funeral moon fairy body is a crisp. The moonlight, which is on the verge of collapse, can no longer be gathered and collapsed directly into the air. A little bit of moonlight.

If she is already the body of the **** of remnant, and in the past, she was defeated by Ning Fan Xia Xia.

It is a pity that there is no such thing in the world. Ning Fan has already seen the weakness of the moon, which is not stable, and naturally has to catch the weakness and face the headache.

In the confrontation with the funeral fairy, the charm has once again made meritorious deeds!

"Receive!"

Ning Fan refused to suppress the injury in the body, a roll of sleeves, before the re-coagulation of the broken moonlight, took away all the moonlight and sealed it in the sleeve.

They are joining forces to suppress the cloak of the goddess of the cloak, and when they see the funeral moon, a singer is stunned by Ning Fan.

Since ancient times, there has never been any monk, and the charm of the side door can be used in such a grand atmosphere.

Charm has always been a small path that is used by people, and it is a trick used by flower thieves. In the flower thief, the cultivation of thieves is often vain. Few people can go far on the road of cultivation, and no one will have too strong combat power. .

Ning Fan is a different kind of person. He is a double-repairing demon, and his fighting power is extremely high.

The charm is in his hands, not the left, but the killer weapon that restrains the world's female repair!

Even if it is as strong as the funeral moon, once the adult moonlight is lost, only Ren Ningfan will be slaughtered and there is no resistance.

Ning Fan’s heart suddenly has a clear understanding... In this world, there is no weak supernatural power. As long as you meet the right user, any magical power can become a master of the world!

The exercises are good, the magical powers are good, there is nothing strongest, and there is nothing weakest...

Ning Fan took a deep breath and was filled with the gaze of war. He swept to the **** of the bird, but his left hand was once again pressed on the soul bag.

When I saw Ning Fan’s move, there was something in the heart of the **** of the gods.

"Turkish! Iron Raven! You join hands, temporarily dragging you! Sorrow, you go with the old man, quickly take this, and later change!"

As soon as his words fell, he immediately slammed into a flash, and rushed straight into Ning Fan. The right hand directly became a black and red animal claw, which was quite intertwined and caught by Ning Fan.

The troll named the mourning door is also leaping and leaping. The body has grown a myriad of cold thorns. The body shrinks, like an iron ball. It rolls over the sky and pushes the mountain to reclaim the sea. The bang hit.

In the face of the killing attack of the **** of the gods and the death of the fairy goddess, Ning Fan is still half a step back, his left hand slams the soul bag and tears open.

Between heaven and earth, immediately filled with thousands of secret gods, one by one, empty eyes, dead air!

Among those gods, there are countless pieces, more than 600 gods, and more gods, and even the gods!

Ning Fan, who has acquired the secret of the word, and the layout of the gods of the gods, makes the power of the bombing technique higher than the previous three points!

This is the ancestor of Yao’s ancestors who created the sacred magical skills. It is impossible to do things. After all, Yao’s ancestors can’t understand the secrets of the words.

It’s no longer a simple bounce, but a...

"This is... the **** of the gods! The **** of the East Tian Yao family!"

"No, no! The old man has never heard of it. The sacred technique can be used like this! This is not the original sacred technique!"

The **** of the gods was shocked, and at one glance he recognized the **** of the gods and wanted to retreat. It was too late.

However, seeing the eyes of Ning Fan’s eyes flashing, pointing to a glimpse, all the secret gods at the same time, all blew!

This blew, not spread out to the outside world, but was confined to an array. That is the image of Ning Fan’s secret words!

Outside the array, there is no blast fluctuation.

Within the array, there are blasts that are devastating and devastating!

It’s just that the red-eyed and old-fashioned singer’s self-destructive volatility is not something that can be afforded today.

Together with the 600 sacred fairy, the ferry, the empty, and the indiscriminate smashing of the gods, the gods and the sorrowful screams can't be sent out, and they are directly killed and bombarded.

The shocking self-explosive aurora illuminates the entire Yellow River Snow Valley, and the entire enchanted world can see the bursting out of the explosion!

Those demon repairing troops who are still waiting outside the Yellow River maze are shocking.

now. They still don't know where the enemy has already sneaked into the Yellow River Snow Valley. For unknown reasons, it caused a shocking battle in the Snow Valley.

The three dragon demon leaders in the early days of the emptying, looking at the direction of the snow valley, have been sweating.

They felt the mortal crisis from the blood of the destruction level...

They can't recognize the **** light, but only the surgery has been improved by Ning Fan, and lost its appearance.

"A strong magical power! Even if it is the old blame in the early days of the sorrow. Being caught in this blood, it is definitely the end of the nine deaths!"

"We can't cross the blood river, reach the snow valley, can't stop the Terran from stealing dust. It's also unable to stop... the monks who can use this magical power, so we can compete!"

"Fortunately, no one can take off the dust, these people's monks can't do it naturally! We just need to stay here. Strengthen the enchantment, don't let the family monks leave, wait until the reinforcements arrive. Can join hands to win these Terran monks!"

...

Among the snow valleys of the Yellow River, the squadron gradually dissipated, dropping two bodies that burned into carbon, one was the corpse of the **** of the gods, and the other was the body of the door.

The storage bag of the **** of the gods has been crushed at the moment, and the items in it are scattered.

There was no storage bag at the mourning gate, but the corpse quickly dissipated into a murderous corpse and annihilated in the air.

After all, he is the tree slave that the **** of the gods summoned from the body of the four-headed demon. There is no entity, and no body will remain.

The Tumen and the Iron Raven, who are still fighting with the cloak, are shocked and close at the moment.

With only one blow, Ning Fan killed two empty peaks! This scene makes them scared!

If they are all prosperous, they are Xianzun, and naturally they will not fear Ning Fan, but unfortunately, they are now only left to the corners of their lives, and they are unable to block that level of bombing!

But this blow, but also spent all the time to spend all the gods of Ning Fan. It is a pity that the two did not know that only Ning Fan could perform that level of supernatural powers, and the fear of Ning Fan was deeply rooted in the bones.

The **** of the **** of the gods was directly killed in the battle of the gods, and there was not even a residue.

It is left, and for Ning Fan, fear is not of much use. Sen Luo pointed out the drawbacks of the bombing technique. This technique cannot be motivated by the ancient gods and has the limit of use.

Funeral moon fairy, killing the gods, mourning the fairy, although Ning Fan was seriously injured, but the momentum, but unprecedentedly powerful.

The left hand arbitrarily wiped the blood from the corner of the mouth, and the right hand was still manipulating the squall line, and the demon and the iron crow who had lost the war were forced into a desperate situation.

Nowadays, Ning Fan does not have the gods to display the gods, and he can't completely defeat the two with the broken chanting. At most, it is a little suppressed.

The dust has been opened for more than a moment, leaving Ningfan to pick up the dust for a short time, no time to fight with the Tumo and the Iron Raven.

When the fear of the two fell into the eyes of Ning Fan, Ning Fan suddenly had an idea.

"These two are also good deities. If you only want to win these two people, it is impossible."

"Fortunately, these two people have been afraid of me. If they can marry these two people and accept them as slaves, it will be a beautiful thing."

Ning Fan’s eyes were condensed, and with the decision, once again, after urging the smashing and retreating two people, they did not continue to attack, but took out the jade slips given by the murderer, hidden in the sleeves, and indifferent to the two.

"Be a slave to me, or die, give me a reply within the three-party!"

As soon as I heard the words of Ning Fan, the earth demon and the iron crow both showed their anger.

The two of them were also the emperors of the ancients, and they were the slaves of the gods. They were forced to do so. Now that the gods are dead, how are they willing to become Nunfan slaves?

However, in the Ning Fan sleeve, Yu Jian, the vague sense of crisis, made the two people afraid of breathlessness.

The murder in the jade slip, even when he is full of people, can not resist!

Where did the two know? The jade slip hidden in the hands of Ning Fan possesses more horrible killings than the bombing technique. Once sacrificed, the two will die!

It is a pity that these two people do not know that the jade can only be pretentious and cannot be motivated.

After all, the remaining two jade slips of Ning Fan, one is to summon Wan Guzhen, the first is to summon the emperor to come, now Ning Fan is in the wild land, not within four days, the two descending jade, are unusable ...

"What to do... The old man is hard to get rid of the iron-blood seal, how can he be willing to give people a slave! But if you are not a slave, the old man will die! The old man is even more reluctant to die in vain!" In the eyes of the Ravens, he has hesitated The color.

"Damn! How to choose! The old man does not want to be a slave, and does not want to die!" The earthen devil felt the murderous murder of Yujie, and the whole body could not help but tremble.

That is the jade of the murder of the emperor, and the murderousness contained in it is naturally not something that today's earthen devil can bear.

"Yes!"

Ning Fan's voice, like a nightmare, sounded in the ears of two people, a little click on the psychological defense of the two.

They only have three choices to choose from, how to choose in the end, and how to choose!

One step to choose the wrong, waiting for them, may be the end of the eternal...

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