Grasping Evil

The north, the east, the south, the three huge breaths are coming. ± With the eyesight of Ningfan Tianren's second world, naturally, from the three breaths, I can detect the power of the extremely fierce exploration, and even faintly detect, among these three breaths, each hides a treasure.

He knows that at this moment, there are powerful monks who are in the wilderness and are motivated to explore themselves. And from this scale, the exploration of his own monk is most likely the peak of the day - the Emperor!

At the moment when Ning Fan’s mind flew, the three huge incomparable breaths came instantly. The clouds in the north and the east were suddenly golden, and reflected innumerable gold lines.

As soon as the golden lines emerged from the illusion, they immediately entangled them with Ning Fan, and the power of the Emperor of the Immortals came from heaven! At this moment, Ning Fan only felt that the bones of the body were squeaking, as if they were directly crushed under this huge atmosphere. When the countless gold lines came, they felt that it was difficult to move, as if they could only be bound!

This is the power of the Emperor! Even if it is a cross-border cast, even if Ning Fan is now in the middle of the cross, the **** smuggling is still unable to directly bear the magic power of the Emperor. The gap between the two is like a divide.

Ning Fan naturally understands the huge gap between himself and the Emperor. He can also feel that these three breaths just want to explore his own details, not to take his own life. But let him not resist, let the other side examine his identity, but can't do it.

Ning Fan pointed to a glimpse, and many of the fragrant rockets hovering around the body immediately emitted six colors and colorful lights, and screamed toward the front. The gold thread in front of it suddenly turned into a heavy old golden hand, and grabbed a lot of Xiang rockets.

This grasping power contains a trace of the emperor's power, and the leisure magic weapon can't compete with it.

Those six-color fragrant rockets were caught by the golden hand, and immediately flew back and returned to Ning Fan. The breath is slightly weakened. Only the colorful clay rocket was not hit back by the big hand, but suddenly slammed into it and directly penetrated the golden hand. Even the huge atmosphere of locking Ning Fan has been opened up!

Above the sky, the snoring of an old man was immediately heard. It was the mysterious dream of the wilderness. He did not expect that he had taken all his efforts and borrowed the power of the treasure. He did not find out the details of the mysterious monk in one fell swoop.

To this mysterious monk. Dream Xuanzi does not mean any harm, just want to find out his identity and complete the task assigned by the Emperor of Heaven.

He smiled slightly and again cast a spell, and Ning Fan’s breath gap in front of him was healed. More gold lines turned into big hands, and Chao Ningfan grabbed them. The heavy gold line is like the sea, and it is to seal all the way to Ning Fan.

At the same time, the voice of the dream Xuanzi. It is even above the sea of ​​clouds.

"Little guy, don't be afraid, the old man just probes your identity and won't harm you. Don't be so nervous."

This voice, with a goodwill from the heart, is related to the dream of Xuanzi.

Dream Xuanzi is the Emperor of the Emperor, and he is extremely respected in the status of Emperor Beitian. It is extremely easygoing.

Ordinary Xiandi, most of them are high-spirited and proud, and the monks want to see the emperor. Extremely difficult. But the dream of Xuanzi is different. He opened the altar in Xuanwuxing. There is no class in teaching. Any monk can go to Xuanwuxing to listen to him.

He treats junior monks, has always been tolerant, and often helps. When Ning Fan first practiced the road, he accidentally hit the magical power of the gods, and a trace of God went straight to the north, but he could not recover it. He would lose the starry sky and be extremely dangerous. At that time, it was Meng Xuanzi who helped to save Ning Fan.

Later, Ning Fan 斩凡化神, and got a lot of help from the dream Xuanzi. All kinds of signs can prove that Meng Xuanzi is indeed a good old man who has a rare encounter in the realm of cultivation.

Hearing the voice of the dream Xuanzi, Ning Fan only felt a little familiar, and once again recalled, where I did not know that I was casting a law on myself, it was the mysterious son of the Northern Heavenly Emperor.

After a slight smile, Ning Fan shook his head. Dream Xuanzi certainly has the grace, but at this moment, Ning Fan does not want to reveal the identity.

Liu Caixiang rocket can not compete with those big gold hands, Ning Fan had to control the last colorful rocket, and put those big hands one by one. It’s just that those golden lines are inexhaustible, and they want to rush out of the gold line, but they can’t do it.

"This little guy is reluctant."

Dream Xuanzi smiled and shook his head. Seeing that he could not control Ning Fan by his own strength, he took the ten fingers and controlled the support of the bone umbrella and the third bead of Yin Rong.

This helpless bone umbrella is one of the town palace magic weapons of the Zifu Academy, which is extremely powerful. The third pearl of the glory is the town’s magic weapon of the Northern Heavenly Palace. The power is even more extraordinary.

In the eyes of Meng Xuanzi, I want to hold Ning Fan through the power of these two magic weapons, and it is not difficult to find out the details of this person.

But what shocked him suddenly appeared, but he saw that these two magic weapons descended from the sky, with the momentum of the eternal, as if to directly press Ning Fan to the ground, fierce.

But when the two treasures landed at the top of the head of Ning Fan, suddenly I didn’t know why, and they began to tremble.

The two treasures continued to land. When the area was close to the ten-foot range of Ningfan, the power was greatly reduced. It seems that Ning Fan, who is in front of him, is a wild and beast, and he does not dare to approach.

"Weird, what kind of supernatural power does this little guy make? It can make this two treasures impossible to come!" Meng Xuanzi was shocked.

At this moment, Ning Fan looked up at the trembling two treasures, his eyes eccentric.

Before I was too far apart, I couldn't see it. At this moment, he was separated from the two treasures by only ten feet. It was clear that the two magic weapons that Meng Xuanzi urged were actually two things.

If he did not misread, the bone umbrella was clearly formed by the remains of a demon ancestor. Only this one is helping the demon ancestors. The number of ancestral blood in his life seems to only reach two levels. Therefore, at the moment, facing Ning Fan, the bone umbrella instinctively feels fear, only because Ning Fan is also a helper, and the ancestors More blood!

Ning Fan used to be the four ancestors of the blood of the ancestors, because burning a drop of help from the blood, now only three drops. But even so, the body's support and separation pressure is far better than this helpless bone umbrella, it is not this umbrella can compete!

Another magic weapon is a black orb with a small sun. At first glance, I saw this treasure, and Ning Fan did not know what it was. However, when she realized that she had a glimpse of this treasure, Ning Fan realized that this treasure is a powerful magic weapon!

If he expected to be good, this treasure pearl is the same treasure as the town Tianzhong - Yin Rongzhu!

Yin Rongzhu is the treasure of the town in the northern Tianxian world. There are ten. Mastered in the hands of the Northern Heavenly Palace. Among the ten fused pearls, the first is the weakest and the tenth is the strongest, but since the tenth yin-bead has long been lost, there are only nine fused beads in the hands of the palace.

In the quicksand star field, Ning Fan was fortunate enough to swallow a piece of the tenth bead of the mellow, and to understand the power of time, his body naturally with a breath of the tenth bead.

Dream Xuanzi borrowed. It is the third bead of Yinrong. It ranks far less than the tenth bead. Therefore, once I noticed the tenth pearl of Ning Fan, I immediately feared it.

Ren Xuanzi how to use the magical powers, these two treasures do not dare to attack Ning Fan, this point, let the dream Xuanzi puzzled, but also a big headache.

"It is said that there was a treasure in the heavens and the earth before the ancient times, called the money of the treasure. It can make the magic weapon lose its power. Could it be that this child carries a similar magic weapon, even the support of the bone umbrella and the yin-bead can be restrained?" .

The two magic weapons borrowed are not to force, do not act, and so on. Ren Meng Xuanzi Shentong is stronger, and it is impossible to find out the details of Ning Fan through the wild land. Over time, it is easy to be countered by the power of the interface of the wilderness. At that time, even if the dream Xuanzi is the honor of the Emperor, it is inevitable to be injured.

After some calculations, Meng Xuanzi sighed slightly. On the soundtrack of Ning Fan, "Small friendly and powerful magical powers, the old man can't find out your details, and this matter is done..."

After that, he would have to take back the support and remove the bone umbrella and remove the probe. However, at this time, Ning Fan intentionally or unintentionally released a trace of the human race, as if deliberately to explore the dream of Xuanzi.

"Human monks..." Meng Xuanzi's eyes brightened, he removed the magical powers, recovered the magic weapon, and clarified the matter to the ancient emperor.

He failed to find out the identity of Ning Fan, failed to find out the cultivation of Ning Fan, but found out that Ning Fan is a human monk.

The Tongtian Gudi’s frowning brows were loose, and the emperor’s emperor was faint. “Since this mysterious monk is a human monk, it is no problem. Even if it is won by this person, it can be slowly reflected. Into the hands of the demon. Just in accordance with the old man's deduction, at this moment, the wilderness should not appear in the third person, the deity is right... this person, is it a secret person, if so..."

Tongtian Gudi's brow is a wrinkle, I don't know what to care about.

As the dream Xuanzi removed the magic weapon, Ning Fan’s pressure was suddenly loose. The backlog of the backlog of the North and the East has been withdrawn.

Suddenly, Ning Fan’s eyes sank, and he discovered the huge atmosphere of the South, and did not dissipate!

He thought that only one of Xuanzi’s dreams was discovered. At this time, he discovered that there is another Xiandi who is investigating himself!

"Emperor demon, a thousand old!" A soft woman's voice, suddenly came from the clouds in the south, for a moment, a very dangerous sense of crisis, immediately rushed into the heart of Ning Fan!

But when I saw the heavens and the earth in the south, the illusion of fog suddenly became a giant pen, and it was actually drawn in the empty sky. One stroke, two strokes, three strokes... The score of the pen is very slow, but the paintings are presented in an extremely fast manner.

It was a phantom-like giant ghost. With the last stroke of the giant pen, it was directly out of the painting. The body was scattered like the pressure of the monk, and he screamed directly at Ningfan. Gesture, it seems to be directly in the belly of Ning Fan! Because it is a character in the painting, it seems that it is not restricted by the power of the ban!

Dream Xuanzi’s investigation of Ning Fan did not use too much extreme means, but this female emperor seemed to be much hotter. If Ning Fan is really swallowed by this giant ghost, it will naturally be identified by the female emperor, but at the same time it will be harmless.

With Ning Fan’s cultivation now, he is naturally not afraid of this empty ghost. He has been standing at the peak of the empty space. But I don't know why, the giant ghost in front of me still gave Ning Fan a strong sense of crisis.

The ghost came all the way, and after Ning Fan Baizhang, he suddenly snarled, and he was surprised that he did not make any noise.

However, the sense of crisis in Ning Fan’s heart was infinitely aggravated at this moment. An invisible impact force suddenly hit the chest, and there was no time for Ning Fan to react!

At this moment, the anti-star magic armor of Ning Fan's chest turned out to be self-defeating, trying to block the invisible impact force. But with only one blow, the anti-star magic armor actually burst into numerous cracks, and then slammed into pieces.

Even the six-color fragrant rocket in front of him was directly shaken by the snoring!

And Ning Fan is also under the sway of this impact force, vomiting blood and retreating, and there is a slight injury. The most bizarre thing is that this injury can't be cured at all!

The technique of Black Star can't cure this injury, and the power of the drug can't be cured!

"The power of this impact, what is the power!" Ning Fan's eyes flashed in the eyes, and the eyes of the second person of the heavens immediately swept away toward the giant ghost.

Under this sweep, Ning Fan’s face changed. What constitutes the body of the giant ghost is an illusory fog that Ning Fan has never seen before. There is only one kind of fog, but the huge energy contained in it is enough to make Ning Fan’s heart beat!

This giant ghost seems to be not surprising, but it is only a slap in the air, but if it is self-destructing, it will detonate the illusory fog in the body, and its self-destructive power is enough to make any Xianzun Xianwang directly flee in the wind, that is, the Emperor does not dare Hard to face!

"Roar!!!"

The ghost again roared, and the sound of roaring this time was no longer invisible, but turned into a real black. The sound of black waves swept through, and the inexhaustible avenues of the roads between the heavens and the earth were broken!

This is a huge ghost, even the avenue of the road can be broken!

"Unbeatable!"

Ning Fan sucked in a cold air, the giant ghost in front of him, afraid that even the emperor would not dare to be hard, Ning Fan was not stupid to go to fight with this giant ghost, to fight hard.

People need to have the courage to overcome difficulties, but they also need to be self-aware. Ning Fan has a toe point and immediately goes backwards and gallops. But at this moment, the long-horned longbow, which has been held in the hands of Ning Fan, has suddenly smashed away from the palm of Ning Fan and rushed toward the dark and ink-like sound!

"Ha ha! It is really the source of the source that I was taken away in the past! Hey, Xiaofanzi, Xiaofanzi, your good days are finally coming to an end, Grandpa, I am finally not afraid of you! With these original sources, The seal you planted in my body is a fart! You are listening to me, Xiaofanzi, from today, this bow spirit is your uncle, that is your ancestors! This bow spirit no longer serves you with this flamingo. This bow spirit is going to pursue his happy life! No one wants to stop me!"

Ning Fan’s eyes glimpse at the time, this candle bow is to play a rebellion at this critical juncture...

Also, listening to the candle bow, is it the illusory fog of the mighty horror, which is actually the legendary beginning of the past? ! (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

Ps: Going home, thank you for your concern, the ink didn't hang, and it wasn't as bad as everyone guessed. This hospitalization, found that the cause is bone tuberculosis, although not a terminal illness, but the ink is still very collapse, because this is an infectious disease. I think everyone has heard of tuberculosis. Ink is now unable to make a way, it may also infect people, the condition is so serious that it can not wrestle, because it may be embarrassing to fall... Some time ago, a hepatitis B girl committed suicide by burning charcoal. The ink saw this news and could only sigh. I feel very pessimistic during this time, but people are going to look forward. Think about it, the ink is still very strong and very optimistic. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, keep alive, don't worry. As for not being able to update for so long, the ink can only say sorry, try to restore the update. Thank you for your continued support, this book will not be **** unless the ink hangs