Grasping Evil

Life and death are all purple bucket fairy!

Combating the robbery, no bones!

It is clearly the words unconsciously spoken by these ancient corpses, but Ning Fan feels a desolation obsession from it, immortal.

Health, I only want to be a monk of the Purple Doo, and die, but also to bury the bones for the Purple Doo!

It is precisely because of such a kind of obsession that these ancient corpses died and countless years later, they can still unconsciously shout this sentence.

Ning Fan does not know why these ancient corpses died, but they can clearly feel the body of each ancient corpse, the unrepentant attachment, and the vagueness, but it confirms his own dedication.

It turns out that there is really a kind of attachment in this world, and even death cannot be erased.

Roar!

A strange noise, the return of Ning Fan thoughts, the attack of twelve ancient corpses has already arrived, and there is no more comprehension.

Only against an ancient corpse, Ning Fan reluctantly can still move forward and backward, and now confronts twelve ancient corpses at the same time, suddenly has a heavy sense of oppression.

You must know that these ancient corpses are physically strong and sturdy. Once you are close, you can smash a fist and smash it.

Ning Fan's eyes were dignified and empty, and he raised his hand suddenly. He crossed the sword and did not hesitate to make the third sword in the five swords of Yin and Yang - the sword of the commander.

The sword of a man can kill the number of avenues and break through all kinds of undead. This sword technique is his only reliance on this group of horrible ancient corpses!

laugh!

The moon-white swordsman suddenly vented out like a flowing water. At first, only a sword light, the fans could not see the truth, and then the sword light became more and more. Instantly divide into ten, hundred, thousand

Thousands of swords and shadows swept out, and the circulation of the road between heaven and earth was disturbed at this moment!

The sword has not yet been thrown out, and the sword has already rushed out. Obviously, it is an invisible sword, but it seems to contain some kind of avenue law. Under the earthquake, twelve ancient corpses are squeaky, as if they were hit by giant force, they have fallen several dozens. The distance, one by one, the fear of it, the hollow eyes, the green and the wildfire is actually unclear, and there is always the possibility of extinction!

"I have a sigh. This comet makes what the magical power, the magical power is only half, only by the imaginary sword, you can fly the twelve heads of the 'cash dead corpse'!" The candle bow was shocked, it is now Not being held in the hands of Ning Fan, but with the magic weapon of burning a fan, hovering around Ning Fan.

Ning Fan does not know what the origins of these ancient corpses are. It is only faintly guessing that these ancient corpses came from the purple bucket fairy field, but the candle bow knows more.

The candle bow has followed the ancestral battle of the world. In that era, the Purple Dou Xian domain has not suffered, and most of the Emperor of the Emperor of the Purple Emperor is still alive.

At that time. Zulong’s candle is already the top ten Emperor under the Emperor’s seat, and it has just opened the wisdom from the candle bow and become the bow of the candle bow.

As the bow of Zulong, the candle bow knows a lot of ancient secrets. I also know the origins of this group of ancient corpses.

If the candle bow is not misread, these ancient corpses in front of the eyes are clearly the yin dead demon created by the undead emperor!

Who is the undead emperor? That is the number one Emperor under the Emperor of the Purple Emperor. There is an undead body, and it is not a step into the third step of the saint's realm. However, the physical defense has already reached immortality. It is said that it is the third step of the saint's shot, and it is impossible to kill the undead emperor. At most, it can only be defeated and suppressed.

The so-called yin dead corpse is the undead emperor with the immortality of the body, creating a corpse comparable to the ancient sage!

Legend has it that the undead emperor has been extremely devastating in his life, and he has a good hobby. He likes to smash the enemy's body into a corpse. Of course, the undead Emperor has a very high vision. The body that can be selected by him is at least the body of the ancient sage, and then merges with the undead. These corpses have the power to match the eternal gods, and this is extremely special. The corpse was called the 'dead corpse' by the monks of the Purple Doo.

Under the undead Emperor, there are three million dead corpses guarding. With only three million cents in the hands of the corpse, it is enough to make most of the Emperor feel sorrowful.

In that era, there were a billion emperors under the Emperor of the Purple Emperor, and the undead Emperor ranked first. That is the real first, no one can replace!

The candle bow followed the ancestral battle for many years, and did not see the undead emperor with his own eyes, but also heard many features of the dying corpse.

The body is extremely powerful, non-innate magic can not be damaged, non-Xiandi level of magic can not be damaged.

Unable to display magical powers, almost no intelligence, the body has a very weak immortal flow.

The twelve ancient corpses in front of them are clearly all dead corpses created by the undead emperor! It’s not wrong, the candle bow has the technique of anti-spirit of the real dragon, and the perception is extremely sharp. It really feels a trace of immortality from these ancient corpses!

Between heaven and earth, only the undead emperor can give the corpse an undead breath. The corpse between heaven and earth, and only the dead corpse, the body has an immortal breath!

Hey, this is the twelve dead corpses, and the strength of each one is comparable to that of the ancient celestial beings. It was so ridiculous that it was so ridiculous that it was so ridiculous!

"This comet makes what the magical power is. Only half of the sword, it flies to twelve ancient fairy goddess!" But it is not only a half-sword, but this sword has not finished, it flew ten Two dying corpses, this is simply unscientific.

The candle bow knows a lot of ancient secrets, but unfortunately, I don’t know, the undead emperor has a lifetime, but he is also in the same level of the emperor, defeated once, only once!

At that time, the undead emperor was defeated in the hands of the ancient emperor, and the results of that war were rarely known.

The candle bow does not know that the ancient swords of the ancient emperor, the sword of the undead emperor, especially the sinister mortal demon, has used this technique to let the undead emperor of the arrogant world taste the taste of defeat.

And Ning Fan, it is precisely the ancients who passed the chaos, and obtained the complete inheritance of the ancient emperor, the sword of the sword!

It’s just that the three million dead corpse of the undead emperor seems to have died with the undead emperor himself in the battle of the guardian of the purple doo. How can there be the remaining corpse, where it appears?

The candle bow feels a bit confusing, and it doesn't make sense.

Seeing that twelve ancient corpses were bombarded by their own swords, it was Ning Fan’s own surprise. He was not the first time to use the sword of the commander. The power of this sword seems to be more than that of the former. Be strong.

He fought the commander, and the commander was the descendant of the undead. However, there is no big success in the undead, and there is not much undead in the body. At the time of the battle of the commander, the commander's sword did not have such a powerful power.

He had previously used the technique of swordsmanship to scare off an ancient corpse, facing a single ancient corpse, and the commanding sword was not as powerful.

But at the same time facing the twelve ancient corpses at the same time, the power of the commander's sword is greatly increased, just like the more ancient corpses of the enemy, the stronger the sword.

The more the enemy, the stronger the commander can be.

Ning Fan blinked. With his ability to comprehend, he instantly understood the key.

The more the enemy is, the stronger the sword is. But the more the undead air of the enemy, the stronger the sword is.

This life-threatening sword is a kind of magical power that is stronger than strong. It’s just that this kind of strength is strong, just relative to undead.

This kind of horrible power is only a great destructive effect on undead creatures, and has little effect on ordinary people.

Before facing a single ancient corpse, Ning Fan could only scare away the ancient corpse with Jianguang.

Today, there are twelve ancient corpses. Ning Fan can fly a group of corpses with only half a sword!

Twelve ancient corpses were afraid of each other, and the ghost face men in front of them were clearly not high, but gave them a sense of oppression. But it is stronger than the ancient fairy, almost comparable to the fairy king!

The source of this oppression is not from Ning Fan itself, but from the thousand-month-old Bai Jian Mang flying around.

I was only slammed by the sword. The ancient corpses will come out in the air, and the green ghosts in the eyes will be extinguished!

That green fire. However, they are not dead in the body!

If the wildfires go out, it means that the undead air is gone, and they will really die out!

They can fly them with swordsmanship alone, and the ghost face youth in front of them is terrible!

A corpse with a look of horror, a few feet back and forth, looking at Ning Fan's gaze, as if the beast saw the fire, did not dare to approach.

Gradually, among the twelve ancient corpses, four ancient corpses showed a hesitant color, which turned into a black shadow and retired, giving up the plan to attack Ning Fan.

But there are still eight ancient corpses, and Ning Fan will be in the middle and will not retreat.

Gradually, the look of these eight ancient corpses changed from the initial fear to the sputum, and the mouth snorted and greedily stared at Ning Fan, as if staring at a delicious dish.

It seems that there is a voice that is confusing in the minds of eight ancient corpses.

Eat him! Eat his meat, drink his blood, it's delicious!

Eight ancient corpses suddenly groaned, and there was a bit of greed in the snoring, once again rushing toward Ning Fan. At this moment, the appetite suppressed the fear. They only wanted to tear Ning Fan into pieces to eat, to fill the hunger that was constantly coming from the stomach, and to forget the terrible death of the sword.

These ancient corpses may have been purple warriors during their lifetime, and may even be killed in order to protect the purple doo. But after death, there is no reason for the existence of a monster.

It is indeed a little sad.

Ning Fan’s eyes are somewhat regrettable. He once studied under the Emperor of the Purple Dou, and has a special affection for the Purple Doo. If possible, he did not want to ruin the corpses of these purple martial artists, but these ancient corpses insisted on attacking him, he could only protect himself, otherwise they would be torn into pieces by these ancient corpses.

This is an ancient corpse that is comparable to the immortality of the ancient times. With the cultivation of Ning Fan, even if you master the technique of the commander's sword, you can only be self-protected, and there is no room for mercy.

Between life and death, but half a hesitation, death may be himself.

"The predecessors were born as purple warriors. After death, they could not enter the earth for peace. Today, Ning Fan is here to send the seniors to the market!"

Send a monarch to die!

Ning Fan’s long sword pointed forward, and the swordsman who danced on all sides, immediately as a rainstorm, fell towards eight ancient corpses.

Ten, hundred, seven hundred.

The thousands of swords that flew before, there are only seven hundred left at the moment.

Because there were twelve ancient corpses in front of Ning Fan, there were four escapes at the moment, only eight.

Sure enough, the skill of this commander is stronger than the strong, the more the enemy's immortality, the stronger the sword, Ning Fan did not guess wrong!

Now that the enemy has been reduced, this sword is naturally weakened. However, it does not matter. At this moment, seven hundred people are swords and swords, and it is enough to deal with eight ancient corpses.

Really enough! The lethality of the man-made sword against these ancient corpses is much higher than that expected by Ning Fan!

The body of these ancient corpses is clearly sturdy, but in front of the sorrowful sword, all of them became tofu, which was easily pierced by these swords and became intofu.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

The sound of the blade of the meat is constantly spread, and there is a constant flow of blood on the Qingshi Ancient Road.

A tall and thin old corpse. Conceited by the flesh, I want to directly attack the sword with the flesh. He greeted the sword in front of him, and his body seemed to collide with the shells. He tried to smash the sword in front of him, but only in the blink of an eye was pierced by countless swords, shot into a sieve, screaming, and the body blew directly. Burst into a black ash.

Another obese old corpse, the tall and thin corpse next to him, died. Under the horror, I turned to escape, but unfortunately it was already late. Before he escaped two steps, he was smashed into a horse's nest by nearly a hundred swords, and then died, and it turned into a black ash.

Several other ancient corpses were also unable to stay under the Jianguang for too long, all of them died under the heavy sword.

Only a white-haired old man has the strongest strength. Under the Jianguang, it was the longest, and it was hard to support it. It was not killed.

If divided by realm, the strength of other ancient corpses. It is roughly equal to the fairy goddess of zero robbery. And this old man's ancient corpse, the strength is about the equivalent of a sneak peony in the middle of the game, but it is stronger than other ancient corpses.

It is a pity that other ancient corpses fell one after another. Seven hundred Jianguang converged in one place, and the old corpse was instantly smashed into ash.

Eight ancient corpses, after all, were destroyed by Ning Fan. Everything only took ten minutes!

"This comet makes what swordsmanship! It's terrible! He only crossed the realm, and he killed a sword with eight swords. How can there be such a terrible sword in the world!" The candle bow was so shocked that he thought he was I have been accustomed to Ning Fan’s anti-sky behavior, but I was shocked today.

Who told him not to know the commandments of the ancient Emperor?

The four ancient corpses that had escaped before, the heavy focus on the sea of ​​clouds, looked at Ning Fan with horror, and there were not many sensible faces, but it was a humanized expression of human expression.

Fortunately, fortunately they are smart and retreat decisively.

If they don’t retreat, I’m afraid they will be like the other eight compatriots.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

The four empty galloping sounds came from far away, but the four ancient corpses fled in desperation, not watching.

I saw the horror of Ning Fan’s sword. Where do they dare to stay here and wait to be slaughtered? Even if it is a beast, it will obey instinct to escape!

Ning Fan did not pay attention to the ancient corpse that fled, his eyes glanced at the black ash on the ground, seemingly realized. The black ash of a beach that I saw on the road before, I am afraid that these ancient corpses were left behind after being killed.

In other words, when other people passed the sixth floor, were they attacked by these ancient corpses?

I don't know how those people deal with these ancient corpses. If other people do not have the power of the sword, it is not easy to kill these ancient corpses.

I don’t know if it’s safe and sound, she’s hurt, if she’s been attacked by these ancient corpses.

There are still seven ancestors, and I don’t know. At this moment, the seven ancestors went to the first few floors, the first few palaces, how long it will take to catch up with him.

The soul of a million barbarians, still in the hands of the seven ancestors, must be retaken!

This is the paranoia of Ning Fan, the person he saved, there is no reason to be killed by others!

Even if the enemy is the seven ancestors!

Even at this moment, his injury is not too light, but the momentum is getting more and more prosperous!

After being obsessed with empathy, the paranoia in Ning Fan’s character is more serious than before.

After trying to dominate the body, the breath of Ning Fan has increased the filth of the family.

After the murder of the blood, Xiao Ning's breath is heart-rending, and seems to have the power to make people crazy and enchanted.

After killing the dinosaurs of the poison dragon, the suffocating anger of Ning Fan was unprecedentedly increased, and the suffocating qi was not the same as the slaying of the ancestors.

Under all kinds of changes, Ning Fan's breath at this moment was unreservedly released because he did not deliberately suppress it, giving a sense of paranoia, madness, tyranny, and darkness.

Like a violent bloodthirsty monster, it is like a murderous demon.

Wrong, he was a murderous devil, but the magic of the moment, unprecedentedly deep.

At the moment, Ning Fan, the breath has the evil spirits of the demon repair, the fierceness of the magic repair, the madness of the robbery, but the compassion of no **** repair.

With a sword, the sixth layer of the sky was broken, and the space was turbulent. Ning Fan stepped into the seventh floor of Tianzhu.

At the moment when Ning Fan stepped into the seventh floor. The fierce temper, and the beasts are generally spread wildly.

Miao Yan Xianzun’s beautiful eyes brightened, Jiao smiled. “It’s Zhao Daoyou’s giggling, so aggressive, even the whole body can’t bear it.”

Xianzun’s eyes changed, and across countless distances, he looked toward Ning Fan, and his eyes flashed.

That Jinmang is the supernatural power of the day after tomorrow. You can drive a thousand eyes without the help of God.

In the seventh layer, there are also hail floating, the number is not as much as the eighth layer, but also more than the sixth layer. Here, Xian Zun did not dare to spread the minds of God, but dared to look at Ning Fan by law.

Through the magical power of the day after tomorrow, Xian Zun saw Ning Fan, and Ning Fan also seemed to see the fairy statue. Looking up at Xianzun, he raised his gaze.

Ning Fan also has the acquired law, which is still refining and refining the six desires of the king (Xi Yuzhu).

The eyes of the two are at this moment!

Ning Fan’s eyes are calm. There is no feeling, it seems to be just a normal look.

However, Xianzun couldn’t calm down. He only had a look at Shangning’s eyes. There was a cold sweat in the forehead.

A terrible look! Not a terrible expression, but a terrible gas field!

This is the level of the devil, in order to have such indifferent, fierce eyes!

The king was actually under Zhao Jian’s eyes. The mind is slightly lost!

How is this possible? This king is the strongest of the sacred sages. In the realm of the first annihilation of the eternal age, no one can rely on one eye to make the king’s mind fall, even if it is the second annihilation of the eternal No one can do it.

Only the king of the third robbery of the ages can give the king such feelings. This Zhao Jian’s true cultivation is not a fairy, but a fairy king.

Roar!

A strange noise, suddenly came from the sky, as soon as I heard these buzzing sounds, Xianzun changed his face and changed his voice. "No, this Zhao Jian entered the seventh floor with too much movement, and alarmed this layer of monsters!" ”

A total of twenty-seven hailstones, arranged in an arrow shape, roared into each other, and there was an ancient corpse lying in each hail.

Twenty-seven ancient corpses went straight to Ning Fan, but it was equivalent to the existence of twenty-seven sages!

This Ning Fan has just entered the seventh floor, is it to be besieged by twenty-seven Xianzun, if there is no good means of life, it is absolutely dead!

Xian Zun only felt that the scalp was numb. He was also attacked by ancient corpses before, but he was only besieged by three ancient corpses.

This is so, Xianzun is also not hurt, and it is extremely difficult to escape from the hands of three ancient corpses.

Now, the siege of Ning Fan is a total of twenty-seven ancient corpses!

Even if it is the king of the ancients, I am afraid it is difficult to match the twenty-seven ancient corpses in front!

Xianzun wants to remind Ning Fan to run away, not to fight against the group, but after all, there is no opening. He didn't dare to make a sound, and he didn't dare to scatter the voice of God. I was afraid that the twenty-seven ancient corpses would notice their voices and thoughts and turned their heads to attack themselves.

God knows that at this moment, every step of Xianzun must be carefully concealed, for fear of being attacked by ancient corpses here!

Where can he dare to remind Ning Fan?

Miao Yan Xian Zun is biting her lip. She was also attacked by ancient corpses. She suffered a big loss and knew the ancient corpse.

If someone is attacked by an ancient corpse, she will probably be self-protected and will not be reminded to avoid fire.

But now, it is Ning Fan who was attacked by ancient corpses.

Perhaps Ning Fan has not encountered these ancient corpses when he passed the sixth floor. I don't know the terrible of these ancient corpses. The flesh of these ancient corpses, even the twelfth day after the magic weapon is not hurting, these things, perhaps Ning Fan still do not know.

If there are only one or two of these ancient corpses, if there are a large number of them, it is absolutely invincible.

Ning Fan knows this.

"Zhao Daoyou! Speed ​​stealth breath! For the time being, avoid the sixth floor!" After all, the wonderful words are still passed on to Ning Fan.

She did not have time to explain to Ning Fan how terrible these ancient corpses were. She could only tell Ning Fan how to deal with these ancient corpses.

Escape and hide! Cover your breath, then temporarily escape to the lower layers of the Scorpio, avoiding the pursuit of these ancient corpses!

Miao Yanxian is very nervous, and Ning Fan has the help of her life. She does not want Ning Fan to die here.

Fortunately, Ning Fan has just entered the seventh floor, just a turn, you can flow back to the sixth floor along the space.

It should be too late to escape from the area before the group

She used the voice of God to read, and the outsiders could not hear her voice, but the twenty-seven ancient corpses still noticed the volatility of her mind.

Immediately there are six hail turning directions. Fly to the place where the Miaoyan Xianzun is located.

The remaining twenty-one hailstones still flew to Ning Fan, but the move caused Ning Fan to frown.

He naturally heard the reminder of the wonderful words, and also knew that this reminder, caused trouble for the wonderful words.

"go with!"

Ning Fan pointed to the sky, and the four-seven-seven-star demon light immediately turned into a streamer, and turned into a four-fold purple light curtain, blocking the six hail flying to the wonderful words.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Six hail hit the light curtain, making a loud bang, a powerful impact. The entire seventh layer of the Scorpio began to tremble slightly.

The first heavy light curtain only supported the moment, and it was crushed by the hail. It is followed by the second, third and fourth. Eventually the light curtain collapsed and the magic weapon fell back.

The seven-star demon light is just a twelfth Nirvana treasure that can not stop the impact of the six ancient corpses, but it angered the six ancient corpses.

They did not expect that Ning Fan would dare to stop them from eating people. In a rage, they turned their direction again and flew to Ning Fan.

The huge bangs spread far and wide, the entire seventh floor of the ancient corpse. I heard this voice. For a time, there were hundreds of hailstones in the far distance, which turned into a stream of light, flying in the direction of Ningfan.

They heard the sound. Smell the smell of food, they decided to embrace and shred Ning Fan!

"So much!" Xian Zun breathed a stagnation, hundreds of ancient imperial powers. Let him be scared.

Miao Yan Xian Zun has always been cold face, at this moment has been scared to lose color. Mo said that it is Ning Fan, even the Emperor. Don't dare to contend with hundreds of cents!

"Come back to the sixth floor! Fast!" Miao Yan Xian Zun is almost urging Ning Fan, once again.

This time, all the ancient corpses were locked in Ning Fan, but there was no distraction to pay attention to the sacred words.

Above the sky, more than 600 pieces of hail are coming from far away. This scene falls in the eyes of any one of the ancients, and it is a horror.

If it is the former Ning Fan, I am afraid that there will be some panic about so many ancient corpses. At this moment, I am not afraid.

For the commander's sword, Ning Fan added a little more Ming Wu, the mystery of this sword is that it is strong and strong.

Comprehending this mystery, Ning Fan's mastery of the commander's sword has almost instantly elevated to a very high level. The most important thing is that the yin and yang swords passed down by the ancient emperor are comprehending the meaning of their respective swords.

Ning Fan did not say a word, facing the group of corpses, just shaking and shaking the sword, and the sword refers to the sky!

The moonlight swordsmanship, the road is presented, more and more. Ten, hundred, thousand, million, 60,000!

Before facing the twelve ancient corpses, Ning Fan could only divide a thousand martial arts swords. At this moment, he faced more than six hundred ancient corpses, but he was able to separate 60,000 swords.

The more swordsmanship, the stronger the power will naturally be. The mystery of this sword is really strong when it is strong.

The opposite side is not dying, and Ning Fan’s body is also a sword.

He is strong by him, and I have a sword in hand!

This sword can be killed! Everything in the world is going to die under this sword!

Sixty thousand Jianguang sinks into one place, but it is actually forming a giant white sword and mans, and the faint is actually breaking the power of the ban!

Even the power of the ban can come, and the power of the six thousand swords is already terrible!

However, what is strange is that even Jianguang, which can be smashed by the power of the ban, seems to be extremely harmless to the monks.

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed, and he leaped tentatively and jumped over the Jianzhang light.

The footsteps of the sword light, but not subject to a little bit of sword gas damage, this fatal sword light for the monks who do not die, it really has a weak lethality.

Stepping on the sword light, Ning Fan’s mind was moved, and it was actually the sword light. In this Nine Heavens, which could not fly, Yu Jian flew up!

Xianzun looked round and stared at the scene in front of him.

What did he see! Ning Fan actually relied on a sword light supernatural power to fly in the sword of the nine heavens!

What surprised him even more was the reaction of more than 600 ancient corpses to see this sword light.

This time, only ten of the ancient corpses were stupid and did not retreat, still attacking Ning Fan. The rest of the ancient corpse almost made the same move, all horrified, turned into a black shadow and rushed out of the hail, fleeing in all directions!

More than six hundred ancient corpses that are comparable to the fairy statues were actually scared away by Ning Fan and a sword!

What is this supernatural power! Unheard of!

The yin and yang five swords are the rumors of the ancient emperor. In today's heaven and earth, almost no one has seen this school. Even people who have heard it are rare.

With the experience of Xianzun, nature can't recognize the sword of the commander.

Seeing that most of the ancient corpses are escaping, only ten of them have died on the face, and Ning Fan sighed slightly.

"The predecessors are both sent to die, and the younger generation will send the king to die." There is no madness in the past, just a simple sword marching forward.

Only a dozen of ancient scorpions smashed into the Jianjian light, and naturally it was the end of the stone. The ancient scorpions blew up, and more than ten ancient corpses in the squadron were not even screamed, and they were dissipated into darkness.

Xian Zun couldn't believe the scene in front of him. More than a dozen ancient corpses were comparable to the immortal. Only one face-to-face, it was killed by Ning Fan and a sword!

And there are more than 600 ancient corpses, scared away by Ning Fan!

And Ning Fan is still in the air, the nine-day Tian Yu Yu Jian flying!

"This is impossible! This Zhao Jian, is it the Emperor, but even if it is the Emperor," Xian Zun can't imagine, what is Ning Fan's cultivation, can do this kind of shocking thing.

"How can this comet have such terrible power! He is not a true monk!" The candle bow was also scared of urea.

Ning Fan’s ‘combat power’ has gone beyond the understanding of the candle bow, and he secretly guessed. I am afraid that in today's end-era era, I am afraid that it is a quasi-holy-level figure, and there is no such thing as to do it. One sword kills more than ten centuries. Frightened hundreds of cents, ignoring the power of the air

Miao Yan Xian Zun was equally astonished to say nothing, but the beauty looked at Ning Fan, only feeling a little embarrassed. As a dream.

She asked herself that she never underestimated the strength of Ning Fan, and even believed that Ning Fan had a fighting power compared to the ancient fairy, but now she seems to underestimate Ning Fan.

Ning Fan is holding a thousand Jian Jian. Galloping, he can feel that with the ancient corpses running away, this sword light is faintly unstable, I am afraid it will not be long before it will break open.

Since you can fly the sword, why not use it! Flying directly to the eighth floor is much faster than slowing down the palace!

Just rush into the eighth layer before the Jianguang collapses.

Jianguang galloped all the way, flew over the sky from the wonderful words, when he saw the pale face, Ning Fan thought, moved to the five words, and directly took the wonderful words to the Jianzhang. .

"Go together!" Ning Fan said calmly.

He can see that the immortal sentiment is extremely serious. Now the seventh layer of ancient corpses have all been woken up by Ning Fan, leaving a wonderful saying that Xian Zun is on the seventh floor, and Ning Fan is not at ease.

For the wonderful words, Ning Fan still has a lot of good feelings, although the good feelings are not the feelings of men and women.

Wonderful words, the face is reddish, did not say anything, only nodded in obedience. For the first time, she was directly photographed by the man above Jianguang, and Yu Jian flew.

She was extremely hurt, and she couldn't hold it anymore. If she didn't, she wouldn't be photographed by Fei Ning easily. Without half resistance, there is no extra mana.

The Jianguang went all the way and flew over the head of Xianzun.

I am sorry, Ning Fan did not take the meaning of Xian Zun on the Feijian ride, he said that he and Xianzun have a lot of festivals.

Let Xianzun alone climb up on the seventh floor. If the group is besieged by the group, it will not be a matter of Ning Fan.

Does he have any obligation to help a person who has a holiday?

Don't say anything about the same race, retain combat power and seek ancient passages.

Ning Fan is not a person of the four ancestors, at least not yet. He is not obliged to help the four sects to fight for the ancient passage. He has seen the top of the nine-day scorpio. The gray moon is very dangerous. If it is not necessary, he should not break into this drowning.

He came to the Nine Heavens, just to win the millions of barbarians, and nothing more. The purpose is quite clear.

What's more, Xianzun Shentong is not weak. If Ningfan does not use the unity of nature and man, he will barely notice the existence of Xianzun.

The concealed technique of Xianzun is really not weak, and the mana is also abundant. It is not difficult to get through the perception of ancient corpses here.

"Zhao Daoyou, can you" Can you take me to force me to fly?

In this case, Xianzun did not have time to say anything, because Ning Fan did not stop, and the direct sword flew past.

Jianguang idling too fast, and soon after the words of Xianzun could not be finished, they could not see the figure of Ning Fan.

On the sky around, there are more than six hundred ancient corpses. Some ancient corpses heard the half-sentence of Xian Zun's intermittent, flying in the direction of the sound toward Xianzun.

Xian Zhou sighed bitterly, immediately convulsed the mind, sneaked to the extreme, and passed the perception of the ancient corpses.

Ning Fan did not take him to fly, but he did not dare to blame Ning Fan, and he did not dare.

In the past, he dared to make troubles and threatened Ning Fan because he despised Ning Fan.

But today, Ning Fan’s strength has made him feel scared, and he is convinced that Ning Fan is a certain emperor and even a quasi-level figure.

The weaknesses that have been shown before, I am afraid that all are disguised, the real fairy can not be disguised as the emperor, but the emperor can easily disguise as a true immortal, isn’t it?

With this in mind, Xianzun dared to complain about Ning Fan, even if it was there, he only dared to put it in his heart and dared not declare it.

The strong is everything.

Today's Ning Fan is terrible! (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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