Grasping Evil

Looking at the broken ruby ​​on the compass, the poisonous dragon ancestors became more and more gloomy.

It is a side of the 敖Xuan Xianzun, extremely calm, "Don't be a friend, this matter does not need to care, ruin an ancient image, there are six. As long as you can find an ancient image within six days, awaken the ancient passage There is still room for recovery."

"Yu Xuandao's friendliness is justified. The old man is very emotional."

The poison dragon ancestor took a deep breath, sank his heart, received the compass, and continued to close his eyes.

...

"Second innate bow spirit..."

If the candle bow bows, let Ning Fan's eyes flash slightly, but the magical power in his hand is non-stop. The food points to the front finger, and the power of the heavens and the earth immediately screams out, forming a blockade, and the bow-spirited youngster who will be killed in the face is set in the sky. .

The five fingers pushed forward again, and a strong and powerful one came out. The secret of the word was at this moment, and was pushed to the extreme by Ning Fan.

The bow spirit boy can not move, suffocating again and again, the body gradually added a seal, the fierceness in the eyes was a little bit stunned, unwillingly slammed, turned into a **** iron tire bow.

Ning Fan is still indifferent, and he has a trick, and he has taken the blood bow into his hands. His eyes are swept away and he nods, but he has not said much.

Inducted to the bow spirit boy was accepted by Ning Fan, Xuan Yinjie, the seal of the candle bow bow spirit is more excited, "Master! That congenital bow spirit has been caught by you, give it to the small swallow! This thing is big, really big!"

"Noisy!"

When I heard the candle bow, the spirit was still noisy. Ning Fan frowned and snorted, and the body seal was spurred. When the time came, the candle bow bowed and screamed again and again, but could no longer speak.

There are many kinds of spirits, swords have sword spirits, axes have axe spirits, and this bow spirit is naturally a kind of spirituality.

In the spirit of the instrument. There are strong and weak, mostly divided into five grades: the goods, the fairy, the day after tomorrow, the congenital, congenital.

This blood bow bow spirit is close to look, it really is a congenital bow spirit, but at this moment, Ning Fan has other things to do, no time to deal with the blood bow bow spirit.

The blood bow is sealed and sealed. Ning Fan swept his eyes and looked at the blood pool not far away.

Ning Fan has been chasing Fan Lianxiu all the way. He has drawn a lot of distance. Apart from him, there is only a huge blood pool left alone.

In the blood pool, there are too many savage souls of the barbarians, and the number does not know how many trillions, it is impossible to count them, and they are crowded together.

These remnants are all mortals that Fan Lianxiu has slaughtered. This is a look of resentment, but after Ning Fan’s killing of Fan Lianxiu, all of them went to Ningfan’s direction and worshipped, crying. The expression is very grateful.

They are yelling and talking about what they are looking at, they are telling grateful words, but they can only make ghosts. Can't speak people.

Fan Lianxiu died, the blood pool began to collapse a little bit, and many of the barbarians in the blood pool. A little bit, dissipated with the wind.

They have already died before the ancient times, and their remnants of the soul should not have survived to this day.

If the barbarians die, they can no longer enter the reincarnation, because the wild reincarnation of the heavens has been destroyed before the ancient times...

Looking at the hundreds of millions of wild souls that have dissipated, Ning Fan is unable to stop, but his eyes are a little lamentable.

He urging the support of the spirit wheel, trying to contain these remnants with the power of the spirit wheel, but found that it could not be done.

Supporting the spirit of the wheel, can only accommodate those who are unyielding, these barbarians are not war dead, nor unyielding, can not be accommodated...

They are a group of people who have been abandoned by their reincarnation. After they die, they will vanish. They only have this life, no future life...

Ning Fan was silent, took a jar of wine from the storage bag, patted the mud seal, and sprinkled it into the blood pool. It was regarded as a group of people who were abandoned by the reincarnation.

Eyes, gradually stunned, this moment, he seems to see the destiny of the barbarians, that fate is a line segment, from beginning to end, but can not return to return...

He seems to be somewhat aware of the fate of the mortal world of the four heavens.

Their fate is a circle, connected by life and death, both in life and death, in the circle, repeating the scene of life and death. That round, called reincarnation...

"Man, lost the qualification for reincarnation... but reincarnation, what is it..."

At the moment when the last barbaric spirit dissipated, Ning Fan closed his eyes and put all his thoughts away. When you open your eyes again, there is no extra expression.

The blood pool collapsed and the remnant soul was exhausted. The only thing left in this place was the killing incense that had accumulated in the blood pool.

The number of killing incense is enormous, and as the blood pool collapses, it is like a sea of ​​fog, filled in the void.

These killing incenses are produced by the dead barbarians who hate the ancestors, and countless years of accumulation. For the congenital ghosts, it seems to be the most delicious...

Ning Fan indulged in a moment, and finally decided to take away these killing incense.

He took out a blue-and-white porcelain bottle, pointed the bottle at the incense and fog, and read a word of 'received'. The rolling sea of ​​fog immediately flowed into the bottle.

This porcelain bottle is a piece of heavenly treasure, but I don’t know which battle it was taken from.

The blue-and-white porcelain bottle was originally collected from the incense, but it was only a hundred percent less than the whole incense, but it suddenly slammed into two halves, and the collected incense was all returned to the sea of ​​fog.

This blue-and-white porcelain bottle can't stand too much to kill the incense, so it will be destroyed...

After the Nirvana, the fairy treasure is the most commonly used magic weapon for the monks in the early days of the crossing, but even one percent of the incense can not be collected...

Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly, and took out a copper incense burner. After the Three Nirvana, the fairy treasure is an extremely powerful magic weapon for any one.

This copper incense burner is not low in grade, but it only collects one-twentieth of the incense of the sea of ​​fog, so it can not withstand the power of incense, fried the furnace, the incense is scattered...

"There are too many killings and incense here. The common magic weapon can't stand the power of this level of incense. But I don't know, I need a strong magic weapon to get rid of all the killing incense in this place!"

Ning Fan turned his hand and took out a konjac of the day after tomorrow, killing the incense and smashing the incense, and immediately was included in the konjac.

After the five-day celestial treasure, for any one of the empty monks, it is not a weak magic weapon. The four dust swords in the five swords of Ning Fan Yu are just five nirvana.

But this konjac only took away one-fifth of the killing incense, and could not withstand the power of the incense, directly bursting...

In Ning Fan's storage bag, there are still a few pieces of Six Nirvana and Seven Nirvana's acquired treasures. He is considering whether to take these magic weapons again. Suddenly remembered something.

Turning a hand, but from the Xuanyin world, take out a heavy and terrible purple gourd.

This purple gourd is a congenital gourd, which can be used as a material for refining the innate magic weapon. When Ning Fan first entered Dongtian, he cut it on a trading star named Shaoze Star.

Ning Fan of the year, because the repair is still low, even moving the gourd can not do.

Today, Ning Fan has been able to take the gourd with a little magical power. But still not able to take this gourd to reinvent the innate magic weapon.

Innate magic, generally only the Emperor is qualified to refine, Ning Fan naturally can not be refining.

This purple gourd is hollow inside and is suitable for accommodating things. At this moment, it was taken out by Ning Fan as a vessel to contain the incense and incense.

If you want to come to the heart of the congenital gourd, you will not be able to withstand the power of incense.

Ning Fan holds up the gourd and points the gourd mouth to the incense and fog. Read a word for 'receive'. The scent of incense poured into the gourd mouth. After several breaths, the incense was all collected in the gourd, and there was no trace left.

The purple gourd absorbs such a huge incense power. However, there was no sign of damage. When he saw it, Ning Fan nodded and took the gourd back to the Xuanyin world.

This place is left unintentional. He turned and left, returning the same way.

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When Ning Fan returns, he is a group repairer. Or the 200,000 wild beasts he brought back have all landed outside Tianman City.

At the sight of Ning Fan’s return, the body was still carrying the arrogance of Fan Lianxiu, and the group repairs rushed to the sky.

"Thank you for the predecessors to kill the fierce, save me and survive!"

Wan Xiu Qi called, the voice, it is moving in the clouds.

The 200,000-year-old wild beasts raised their heads and released a gentle beast to the sky, as if they were welcoming Ning Fan.

There are also some ethnic groups here, and the eyes are higher than the top on weekdays, but looking at Ning Fan’s look, they are all looking at the elders’ look.

Even the devils such as Mo Yuanzi, Jinhua ancestors, Fujinami, Fujiwara, etc., did not dare to neglect and rushed to the sky.

If you don't know, seeing this scene will surely mean that everyone is welcoming a certain ethnic group. This kind of arranging is too big.

When Ning Fan returned, he landed directly on the wall of Tian Mancheng. Fang Yi landed, a monkey-like scent of Lolly, giggling sweetly, directly into the arms of Ning Fan, octopus-like Ning Fan's neck, mouthful of the smell of Ning Fan, very peace of mind.

"Hey, have you killed the old soul of blood?"

"Yeah." Ning Fan nodded and smacked the silver hair of the little Lolita.

At the moment, the fairy god, the **** of the gods has returned to the body, the ruddy color, the small face is bright and moving.

Above her shoulder, she was caught with a piece of meat, but it was repaired by Lei Li and the wound healed.

For her, being arrested and arresting the gods is not a disaster, but it seems to have experienced a chance.

Lei Hai, who was detained in the thunder, has been eaten by her. The detained thunder has been abolished... and her breath is strong, not weaker than the beginning of the break...

Putting down the happy fairy, and Ning Fan’s thoughts sweeped the broken continent, and his face was slightly heavy.

Although he killed Fan Lianxiu, but after this battle, there are still tens of thousands of monks who died in the hands of Fan Lianxiu. There are 100,000 warriors in the ugly war department, but at the moment there are less than 60,000 people. Even the human race monks that Ning Fan had saved before, nearly a thousand people died in the hands of Fan Lianxiu...

Ning Fan closes his eyes slightly, and the chaos is together. The human life is a mustard. Only the strong can survive in the robbery...

Fujinan, Fujibashi and many other people, come to see Ning Fan, thank you for the help of Ning Fan. If it wasn’t for Ning Fan’s arrival in time, this time, everyone was afraid that they would all die in the hands of Fan Lianxiu.

In front of these old people, the identity used by Ning Fan is Zhao Jian.

For those who are familiar with Zhao Dieer, Han Dance Fairy, Tumo, etc., Ning Fan secretly conveys the voice, reminding them to be in front of outsiders, not to reveal his real name, and will save the ins and outs of the goddess of the god, to inform a few people.

In this trip, Ning Fan brought back 200,000 wild beasts and brought back helpers such as Mo Yuanzi and Jinhua ancestors.

Xian Loli swallowed the Leihai in the thunder, and the strength increased greatly. Now it is a big boost.

With these help, Ning Fan has a lot of confidence, and rescued the wonderful words in one fell swoop.

"There is also the ugly warfare department, which can also be used as a help for the rescue story..."

Ning Fan's eyes were swept away by Fujin Nan and Fujiu, and they immediately smiled at the eyes of Shang Ningfan.

After the wild and broken. The six war divisions of Xianzun are scattered. At this moment, there are five warfare departments, which are connected to Xianzun and meet at the place where Xianzun is located. Only the ugly war department, just contacted the Terran army, the voice of the contact was fired by Fan Lianxiu.

As a result, the ugly war department did not know where the sages are now, and how to meet the sages.

Fortunately, Fujin and Fujibori learned from the mouth of Mo Yuanzi that at this moment, Ning Fan and his party are going to find the wonderful words. The interface where Miaoyan Xianzun is located seems to be not far from the interface here. Just a few interfaces...

In the eyes of the two, as long as they walk with Ning Fan and others, if they want to come soon, they will be able to find the wonderful words.

Ever since, the whole ugly war department, under the leadership of Fujin and Fujibe, directly stayed on Ning Fan's broken continent and followed Ning Fan's action.

The help around Ning Fan has increased again.

Qun Xiu only hopes that this trip can easily find the wonderful words, but I don't know. Wonderful words are now trapped inside the dead door interface. This point was concealed by Ning Fan and was not stated.

Once you say it, I am afraid that many monks will fear the death of the dead. Go straight away, give up and find the wonderful words.

Before arriving at the destination, Ning Fan was not prepared to tell the truth of the group, even if he was deliberately pitted.

There is Ning Fan here. Naturally, there is no need to bury the fairy scorpion and then display the golden glow of the vertical.

The singular stone fell in front of the group of beasts and was carefully guarded by the beasts. The rolling black mist emerged from the hollow stone and wrapped around the broken continent.

Ning Fan then urging the golden light of the vertical, so that the whole piece of broken continents, immediately like a string of arrows, whistling out, idling more than ever before, all the way galloping, from the mouth of the dead Yan Xianzun at the dead door interface, but It is getting closer and closer.

"Miaoyan Xianzun, Ningmou has never met with you, but you have helped Ningmou once, today, Ning will return you this person!"

Half an hour passed, Ning Fan went through the four gates of the door, and the more he went forward, the more he felt in the heart of the magic yuan.

At the entrance, it is a broken continent floating in the void, full of devastation, without any breath of living.

Here, it is the place where Ning Fan said that the Miao Yan Xian Zun is located. It is only here that everyone has not seen the figure of the immortal.

"Hey... Zhao Daoyou, you are not saying that the wonderful words are here. Why can't you see the figure of Xianzun? Is it true that Xianzun has left this place?" The face is lost.

Many people are worried, but Ning Fan has no intention of solving all the people.

He drove the broken continent and flew to the front of a red giant door, urging the rain, and perceiving it in the giant door.

With his eyesight, I can see at a glance that this is a dead door, but others can't see it.

To be aware that the sinister danger in the giant gate is lower than expected, Ning Fan smiled slightly, suddenly spurred the magical powers, drove the entire broken continent and flew into it!

"This is... dead door interface! Zhao Daoyou, you and you, why do you want to take me to enter the dead door interface!"

"Zhao predecessors, you must have entered the wrong door, and quickly leave this world!"

"Dead door interface! It is a dead door interface! The big fierce, this place is fierce, go quickly!"

On the broken continent, there were countless monks exclaiming at once, and the voice of Ning Fan spread in time.

"You are a little bit safe, and you can see clearly, and you are here!"

This is the first time that Ning Fan has entered the interface of the dead door. This is a dead door, not a void. At the entrance, it is wind and sand.

In this world, there is a huge desert floating. Recently, the sand is golden, and then into it, the sand becomes black, and then goes deeper, the sand becomes blood.

In the desert, almost every few steps, there is a killing. If the monk under the broken sect enters the dead gate and triggers the killing of this place, it will almost certainly die.

Fortunately, the murderous squad at the entrance to this world has long been ruined by the sacred words. If it is not deep into this world, there is no danger. This is why Ning Fan dares to drive directly into the broken mainland.

Ning Fan's eyes are dignified and look toward the blood-sand area at the center of the desert.

In the blood-sand area, eight stone towers can be seen faintly. At the top of each stone tower, there is a fairy charm drawn by a brush, and there is only one word above the fairy.

seal!

According to one of the eight stone towers, according to the direction of the Eight Diagrams, the center of the Wanli area was surrounded, giving people a feeling of sinister extremes.

Ning Fan can be seen through the infinite wind and sand. In the deepest part of the blood-sand area, there is a woman who is struggling with hundreds of giants.

She is a wonderful saying!

Her enemies are stone giants with a head height of more than 100,000 feet, all of which are made by the forces and are inexhaustible.

She was trapped in the center of the eight stone towers. If she was full, she could smash eight stone towers and kill a living road.

But unfortunately, at this moment, she could not rush out of the eight stone towers, unless there is a Taoist who is close to Xianzun, willing to risk, help from the side...

At this moment, the sacred words are sacred, the face is pale as paper, and the face is full of bitterness.

It’s been a day since she asked for help from Ning Fan, but Ning Fan, after all, did not come to save her, which made her heart, some self-deprecating, and somewhat disappointed...

"The Taoist friend is still not planning to save himself..."

"Is it all right, really want to die here?"

Miao Yan Xian sighs and sighs, she is already in a state of exhaustion of oil, all supported by a will, waiting for rescue.

At this moment, when she thinks that the other party may not intend to save herself at all, her heart sinks and sinks, and the will collapses a little...

But just as she was almost desperate, the void in the distance suddenly flew into a broken continent.

There was a voice of a man who came out from the broken continent. In a moment, she was introduced into her ear and passed into her heart.

The voice was clear and indifferent, but there was a hint of concern for her. After she glanced at it, she immediately smiled and smiled.

The mysterious friend, who did not abandon her, did not care about the danger here, to save her!

The people who cultivated the truth are mostly selfish. The voice of this person is indifferent. It is clearly a cold person, but he is willing to save her. Why is this...

That person, who will be...

"Give me a sigh of relief! Within ten breaths, you will surely save you from trouble!"

(1/1) Nothing more, wash and sleep. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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