Grasping Evil

"It’s an uncle, my uncle is back!" Zhao Dieer’s biting lip was loose, and she shed two lines of joyful tears.

Liu Yan was obsessed with the sky, and when he saw the figure of Ning Fan, his heart immediately became safe. "Predecessors are back..."

On the long street of Tianman City, standing full of barbarians, these barbarians were excited one by one. When they suffered the pursuit of the six ancestors, almost desperate, Ning Fan came back!

Ning Fan came back, and returned with 200,000 wild beasts!

Twenty thousand people and beasts are like thunder, and in the snoring, Ning Fan’s footsteps under the foot immediately jumped out and went straight to Fan Lianxiu’s flight. Fan Lianxiu, who was arrogant and arrogant, immediately fled!

This scene falls in the eyes of all the people, no one does not feel shocked!

In the sky, the group repairs that were still in the battle with Fan Lianxiu were exclaimed.

"Who is this ghost-faced monk! With 200,000 wild beasts, I came here! Is it a great demon!"

"No, it's not a demon repair, it's a human race monk! I can't think of my people, there are also predecessors who can control the wild beasts, and there are hundreds of thousands of beasts!"

"Why did the fierce thing have to escape, and I am not afraid of this ghost!"

The exclamation began.

Fujimori and Fujisaki’s eyes were in full swing, but they did not say much. They quietly watched Ning Fan and Fan Lianxiu chasing one scene.

The two of them were swearing and repairing, and they all hurt Fan Lianxiu's half-point. What is the heart of the people who came to repair, actually directly scared Fan Lianxiu away.

Is this person a fairy goddess? No, obviously not, the breath of this person’s expression is even far less than that of a broken mind...

There were a lot of confusion in the eyes of the two people, but those puzzles were turned into shocks at the moment when Ning Fan shot.

"set!"

Ning Fan's idle speed is too fast, only one flashing, direct golden light broke. Blocking the front of Fan Lianxiu, the food is directed to the front, within a thousand feet, the flow of all the Netherstorms is immediately settled.

The space seems to be solidified, and the time seems to stop. Fan Lian corrected all the way to escape, and suddenly his face changed greatly. The whole body was actually unable to move, but it was actually pointed out by Ning Fan. Live and settle!

"Dong Tianzu Emperor's fixed-day technique! This person will come to the end, this surgery will be!" Fujinan, Fujiwa are shocked.

Anyone who has a little eyesight and knows the magic of the heavens here is a big surprise.

As soon as he was appointed to Fan Lianxiu, Ning Fan suddenly raised his hand, and the five swords of the rain had hovered in front of him.

He saw at first glance that this blood soul was very strange, so he did not show mercy when he shot, and used the strongest power directly.

The food pointed to the front, and the five swords immediately ignited the rain. The whistling out, directly into the six sections of Fan Lianxiu of the body of the blood soul.

"The sword of the Tao! Above this five swords, there is a power of the road."

Not only Fujinami and Fujibe were shocked, even the two demon gods and the iron crows. They are all moving.

After these two became Nunfan slaves, they also saw a lot of amazing things in Ning Fan, but at this moment they saw that Jian Jian, still a little shocked.

After the shock. However, it is a great pity that the two have been the eternal deities of the ages, although the strength has fallen. You can still use a little power.

At the time of the battle against Fan Lianxiu, the two also tried to use the power of the Tao, but also could not hurt Fan Lianxiu.

In the eyes of the two, although the five swords of Ning Fan Yu are powerful, they want to hurt Fan Lianxiu, but they are still not enough.

Sure enough, Fan Lianxiu's body was broken into six pieces, but a drop of blood did not flow out. A burst of blood flashed, the body remodeled directly in the blood.

"After the way of the road, can you not hurt this evil thing..."

Ning Fan’s eyes condensed and recovered the five swords of the rain. Fan Lianxiu disdain, cold and cold,

"This kind of supernatural powers, hurt others, can not hurt the ancestors! Barbarian mountain surgery!"

Fan Lianxiu’s old eyes did not escape, and he waved his hand to become a blood mountain.

The blood mountain has already vacated, and immediately there are tens of thousands of fire cattle rushing out, all of them are wild cattle shadows, the iron hoof is empty, and the rumbling rushes toward Ning Fan.

When he first saw Ning Fan running, he was afraid of the three forces in Ning Fan.

Not running at the moment, I also see that Ning Fan does not know his weaknesses, and does not seem to know how to use these three forces to cause harm to himself.

In this way, you only need to kill yourself before you break through your weaknesses, so you don't have to escape.

With Fan Lianxiu repairing at this moment, a single fire cow is enough to kill people.

Tens of thousands of fire cows slammed into each other, and that huge force was absolutely enough to easily kill the weaker ones.

"When I saw this evil creature before I came, I fled and fled. Before his eyes, with fear. But at this moment, it has changed..."

"The five swords of the rain can't hurt him. I am afraid that even if the five swords of the war are called out, the ten swords will come out, and it will not hurt him. This fierce creature is very strange and strange, and this can ignore the damage of the Daoist technique. No wonder the previous 100,000 monks. If you join hands, you can’t take him..."

"I don't know how to refer to this magical power, it may hurt him!"

Ning Fan scarlet eyes, suddenly turned into purple, a silver hair turned into a black hair, a white robe became a black robe.

He was a little blackened in the face of the ghost. At the moment of blackening, he suddenly raised his finger, pointing to the tens of thousands of fire cows, and only two cold and ruthless words were pronounced in the mouth.

"Brake ancient!"

From the moment when Ning Fan returned, the beauty of Han Dance Fairy always stayed on Ning Fan. She is among a few women, the closest person to Ning Fan. In the moment when Ning Fan became black, she clearly saw that Ning Fan’s eyes became cold and cold, and that kind of cold seemed to have completely changed into another one. The stranger is generally unfamiliar and she is somewhat afraid to recognize each other.

If you don't see the scene of Ning Fan from white to black, the Han Dance Fairy will almost think that Ning Fan of Black is another person.

The magic Yuanzi and the Jinhua ancestors took the Lingzhou, and together with a group of troubled monks, it was late.

When I first came here, the two of them saw the scene of Ning Fan’s transformation into black clothes, and they all had fear.

Especially Jinhua's ancestors, the face of the most fear, before he was injured by the black clothes Ning Fan, knowing the state of Ning Fan, how terrible the magical power, under one finger, is the monk's cultivation Can erase it!

"This is... the return of the market refers to the return of the family! Why can this little thief use this technique!" The funeral moon fairy did not say a word, but the heart was surprised.

Before the ancient times, it was rare to have a monk who was qualified to know the name of the escaping. If you can recognize the return of the market, there are very few. And who can display the means of returning to the market. It should have been dead before it is right...

Helping, should have been dead, right...

This little thief, is it worth the help of the blood? Otherwise, it is impossible to make a return to the market...

In the dictionary of the helpless family, the word "Nachao" is the meaning of returning to the market. The magical power that Ning Fan uses at this moment is also the referee of the funeral moon.

This technique is the result of Ning Fan’s enlightenment from the old man in the black robe. This technique can not be underestimated.

Returning to the market is to let everything in the world return to nothingness!

The power of this technique is opposite to the avenue!

In front of the tens of thousands of herds, suddenly there was a black fog, and the black mist rushed toward the fire cattle, and the flames on the cattle were immediately extinguished.

I am dying, the fire is extinguished!

Three interest rates. The bulls all screamed and the beast was rotten.

Six interest rates, the bark of the cattle are all rotten and shed, leaving only the skeleton of the bone.

After the ten interest. Even the skeletons of the herds are turned into flying ash, annihilated in the void!

Ten interest, this technique is broken!

Ten interest. It is also the limit of Ning Fan’s display of the market now.

He pointed his index finger and pointed out a lot of black fog again, rolling to Fan Lianxiu.

Was in the dark fog. Fan Lianxiu’s cultivation has a tendency to fall!

Diligent, falling for thousands of years!

Ten interest, falling for thousands of years!

His body of blood soul is a little bit annihilated in the dark fog, but his tenure is over, his repair is immediately restored, his body is immediately restored!

"Hey! Amazing magical power! Fortunately, this one did not comprehend this technique, otherwise it will certainly hurt the soul of the ancestors!"

"I can't think of this child, can hurt the strength of my ancestors, not three, but four. No, from this strange look, maybe there is a fifth, sixth..."

"It is not always possible to kill this one, or to run away!"

Fan Lianxiu's expression changed again, his body shape shook, turned into a blood rainbow, and he went again.

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed and he chased him, but his heart was flying.

"When this fierce object first saw me, I fled directly. It was because there was something in me that he was deeply jealous. He didn't run away because he saw me not taking the means to make him jealous, knowing me. I didn't see the weakness of his **** body, so I wanted to kill me before I realized this."

"With my understanding of the return to the market, I can't hurt this fierce thing... But there must be any means in my body, and this evil thing is extremely deep!"

With Ning Fan's mind, I immediately inferred this from Fan Lianxiu's various actions.

The five swords of the rain are not only the most powerful magical powers of Ning Fan, but also the swords of the twelve swords.

This surgery does not hurt Fan Lianxiu, which means that the magical powers and magic weapons in the general sense do not hurt Fan Lianxiu.

" Among the many means in my body, Fan Lianxiu is extremely jealous, which one is..."

Ning Fan’s mind, when he recalled that he had realized the truth, he often listened to the sacred ancestral scriptures written by the barbarians.

‘The patriot, the ancestor of nature, the ancestral hall of Wan domain. Born in the dust, died in robbery, everything is unruly, and the decree is brutal...’

"Maybe, this person is afraid of my **** blood...maybe, it is the way to fear me!"

Ning Fan once again flashed his body and blocked it in front of Fan Lianxiu.

This refers to the technique of robbing, but the technique of Taoism!

One finger, the west wind is now, the world is immediately showing the wonders of Wan Ye Xiao Xiao, the autumn is chilling!

"Oh, this child is really dull. I haven't found out yet. What is the ancestors' fear? What is the martial art of the district?"

Fan Lianxiu sneered, not afraid of the blockage of Wanye Xiaoxiao in front, directly rushing out, trying to directly break this blockade.

But as soon as he entered the scope of this surgery, the West Wind added, Fan Lianxiu immediately changed his face, and the cold sweat immediately flowed through the body!

The technique of the West Wind is the technique of Taoism created by Ning Fan, which contains Ning Fan’s thoughts!

Even Fan Lianxiu did not think that under the erosion of this obstinacy, his body of blood souls collapsed with the shadow of Wanyeye, and it became a little gray!

"The fifth kind! There is a fifth kind of power in this son, which can hurt my ancestors!"

"This is... obsessive! Damn, this person is actually a repair, it is within the family of the robbery, only one of the millions has to be repaired!"

"Damn, damn! Obsessed with the lethality of the wild beast. It is more terrible than the blood-sucking!"

"Ancient image, protect me!"

The west wind is like a road, almost instantaneously, it is necessary to kill Fan Lianxiu here!

On the occasion of death, Fan Lianxiu screamed and directly summoned an ancient statue from the depths of the void.

The ancient image is one of the seven ancient statues used when the blood sacrifices of the Xuan Xuan and Duron Dragons were wild.

As soon as the ancient image appeared, Fan Lianxiu's blood soul directly fell into the ancient image. Attached to the ancient image.

For a moment, above the ancient image, there is a momentum comparable to the immortality of the ages, just a little awake!

With the power of the West Wind, it is no longer possible to injure Fan Lianxiu in the ancient image through the ancient image.

"When the soul of blood enters the ancient image, it can't be separated. The ancestors originally planned to devour enough blood food, so that the blood soul can be improved. Something blends with the ancient image. Now it seems that it has to fuse the ancient image in advance. Only in this way, even if the ancestors succeeded in resurrection after six days, the strength will certainly be worse than before..."

"I blame this son, forcing my ancestors to have to escape to the ancient refuge, this son, the kill!"

"Billions of wild souls. Now!"

The ancient image is like an incomparably huge stone sarcophagus, step by step, slowly and firmly stepping on the void. Come to Ning Fan.

Fan Lianxiu, can't escape! He wants to let Ning Fan pay the price!

As soon as he pointed it out, within the void, there immediately appeared a huge blood pool, in the blood pool, constantly flying and bleeding souls, every soul, is countless years ago, including the savage in the blood sacrifice wild man!

Once the souls appeared, one by one angered and glared at Fan Lianxiu, with an unforgettable hatred in his eyes.

I don’t know how many souls, billions, billions, billions, and more...

countless!

Once, the six generations of the ancestors Fan Lianxiu, in order to repair the blood of the robbery, became too robbing the spirit, disdain the blood sacrificed the entire wild creatures, in exchange for the opportunity to repair the blood!

The barbarians died without reincarnation. Before the soul dissipated, they were all taken away by Fan Lianxiu and refining into the blood pool.

Every dead barbarian has an unforgettable hatred for Fan Lianxiu. The hatred is turned into a steady stream of killing incense, accumulating in the blood pool, and constantly depositing, and has been in existence for countless years.

It is obviously used to kill Fan Lianxiu's killing incense, but I don't know why, but it can be used by Fan Lianxiu.

This is a bit of a common sense!

"This ancestor does not need the beliefs of Er, etc., the ancestors only need hatred! The more hateful the ancestors, the better!"

"The ancestral path is hatred! In this world, the only ones who can use the killing incense are the monks who cultivate hatred! And the ancestors are one of them!"

"Blood bow and bow, now! Kill the savage arrow, condensate!"

The ancient statue sneered, the stone hand grabbed forward, and there was a bowing boy in the sky.

The bow-spirited boy, his eyes cold and ruthless, turned into a blood bow, falling in the hands of ancient elephants.

The ancient elephants grabbed the blood pool and rushed to kill the incense, and immediately turned into a blood arrow and shadow, falling in the hands of ancient elephants.

The left hand bends the bow, the right hand answers the arrow, the bow string opens, and the entire interface here is almost crashing!

He will use this arrow to shoot Ning Fan and eliminate the hatred of his heart!

At this moment, the blood soul possesses the ancient image, and the strength is close to the ancient fairy. With this killing incense, it is enough to shoot any monk under the fairy!

This is a blow to Wan Gu Xian Zun, he is convinced that no one in this world can take it!

He is willing to collect the hatred of the people, he ignores the anger of the people, he does not need all beings to believe in him!

In the blood pool, the savage souls who died many years ago did not dare to look at them.

They are not reconciled!

They hated Fan Lianxiu, and their hatred turned into a killing incense. They only expected one day, someone could take away the incense and kill Fan Lianxiu!

But what makes them sad is that even the killings and incense that they gave birth to by hate have become the tools that Fan Lianxiu used to display magical powers, and they are used...

Is this the sorrow of the weak?

In the moment when the ancient elephants bent their arrows, there were countless creatures in this world, all in a flash, with a sense of mortal crisis.

The arrow is clearly aligned with Ning Fan, but the scope of the attack includes all the creatures in this place!

The more you cultivate a person, the stronger the sense of crisis.

will die! will die! will die!

The magic Yuanzi and the Jinhua ancestors repented in their hearts. They couldn’t think of it. Following the arrival of Ning Fan, they would be shot by a peerless object.

As early as this is the case, he will never follow Ning Fan to come here, and now he wants to escape, it is too late!

The Tumen and the Iron Ravens were unwilling to show their unwillingness.

The two of them descended their identities and gave Ning Fan a servant, in order to save their lives, how can they be willing to die.

However, the ancient image is too strong, and this power is afraid that only when the two are in full bloom can they be blocked by the immortality. At this moment, once they are in the middle of the arrow, they will die!

The funeral moon fairy is almost crying!

She is not afraid of this arrow. If she is in the middle of the arrow, she may be the only one in this place who is not shot.

When she was in full bloom, it was also the nine emperors, and the remnant gods were weaker and hard to kill. Even in the middle of the arrow, the injury is more serious, and there will be no life.

But she is afraid that Ning Fan will be shot dead!

She has a ban on Ning Fan, there is wood! Ning Fan died, the robbery will kill her, there is wood!

This place can kill her, only the **** robbery, there is wood!

"Picture! Even if you fight the last strength of the aging mother, you must keep the life of the thief!"

The funeral moon fairy 妃 silver teeth bite, do not say anything, it is necessary to take off and rush to death to protect Ning Fan.

It’s a pity that she didn’t wait for her to shoot. She had a smirking little Loli, and she flashed out, and the whole body was sizzling and screaming in front of Ning Fan.

She is the singer of the singer, who is full of food and drink from the thunder.

At this moment, the fairy Lolita, the golden gods all condensed, can not see any trace of gold, others can not see, this **** is the **** of the Emperor.

Unless she wants it!

After eating and drinking in the stagnation, Xian Loli still failed to restore her memory and failed to complete the evolution of the body.

However, her breath has risen all the way to the extent of the beginning of the break.

Although it is only the beginning of the broken thoughts, but in a gas field, even if it faces the ancient image of this moment, there is no fear!

"Oh, don't be afraid, Xianxian will protect you!"

"No one is allowed, it hurts me!"

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