Grasping Evil

At this moment, the first generation, the second ancestor, and the four ancestors only felt incredible. In their impressions, Ning Fan is only a big supplement in the summoning of the savage technique, and it should not be high. The weak Ning Fan, why can you fly this sword in the forbidden land, is it really a weak monk?

Did they really look away, Ning Fan is not a weak monk at all, but a fairy emperor?

At this moment, Xuan Xuan was equally surprised to say no words. He saw Ning Fan’s reward order and recognized the identity of Ning Fan at a glance.

It is this son who snatched the arch of the ancestors from the poison dragon ancestor, not wrong!

Duron ancestors once said that it is a weak monk who snatched the ancestor bow. The only thing that needs attention is the number of drops in his body. Aside from the blood of the mother, this person is not worth mentioning.

Really worth mentioning?

Looking back at the information given by the poison dragon ancestors, Xuan Xuan only felt ridiculous and the information was wrong.

Where is Ning Fan a weak monk? Can a weak monk fly on the eighth floor of Tianzhu? You fly one to show me!

Yan Xuan also noticed that Ning Fan has a compelling temperament, which is the only suffocation that can be smothered by the ancient sage. And if he does not perceive the error, there is a trace of the death of the poison dragon ancestor in the suffocating atmosphere.

The poisonous dragon ancestors actually died in the hands of Ning Fan, he is not looking for the beginning of the gas?

"I don't want to take away the patriarch's anger, but this person! The unfortunate drug lord ★ Chang ∞ ★ wind ∞ ★ Wen Hao ★ learning, c⊙♂t dragon, want to recapture this person, but was killed by this person ?? Xuan Xuan feels his truth, and is more convinced that Ning Fanxiu is unfathomable.

Hey, hey, hey.

At this moment, the 43,000 ancient cockroaches in the sky all screamed, and there were always ancient corpses sitting up from the shackles. However, Ning Fan entered the eighth floor, and the movement was too big, and he woke up all the ancient corpses on this floor.

43,000 kills. Over the layer of heavy rain, Ning Fan will be locked.

That is the murder of 43,000 Xianzun strongmen, standing by Ning Fan, only by the murderous attack, the sorrowful sorrows will be a mess, and some will stand unsteadily.

Her injury is too heavy. The 43,000 ancient corpses are 43,000 emperors. These are too horrible, and the emperor is also retreating. Pervasive murder around. To make her uneasy, she was a little closer to Ning Fan, only to find some sense of security and calm down.

"There are so many ancient corpses! He, have you dealt with it?" Miao Yanxian was somewhat worried. He peeked at Ning Fan and bit his lip. He did not say much.

Xuan Xuan and others saw a scene in which more than 40,000 ancient corpses were awakened, and they were scared to sweat. Each of them will be occult to the extreme, for fear of being discovered by these ancient corpses.

Fortunately for them, no ancient corpse noticed their existence. The eyes of the 40,000 corpses are all gathered in Ning Fan alone.

"This is going to be a big mold. Being besieged by 40,000 ancient corpses is simply a deadly situation."

"Four thousand ancient corpses are equivalent to 40,000 ancient immortals. Oh, this son is really a midfielder of the immortals. It is not the opponent of this group of ancient corpses."

"This child is not dead, afraid to peel off the skin!"

"Hang, this child wants to live. Fear is not easy"

When Xuan Xuan and others saw the siege of the ancient corpse, it was Ning Fan, and there were some emotions of gloating.

How about flying on the eighth layer of the sword? How do you own the Emperor? Woke up the army of ancient corpses, see how you are good!

"Wu Zidou is repairing and robbing and burying bones without regrets!"

"Life and death are all purple bucket fairy!"

A voice, unconsciously speaking from the ancient corpses, accompanied by strange quirks.

More and more ancient corpses are surrounded, and countless murders are locked. Ning Fan only feels that the back is cold and the heart is unable to suppress the madness.

At this moment, he has to face 43,000 sages with his own strength!

Throughout the four days and nine worlds, there are not so many ancient immortals! Only in ancient times, in the purple bucket fairyland, it is possible to see these sages!

Ning Fan has never been locked in so many tyrannical murders, and his heart is lost. It is inevitable that his true cultivation is not as good as these ancient corpses.

Under this murderous lock, Ning Fan only felt that breathing was difficult and his body could not move. The bite broke the tip of the tongue, and with a trace of pain, he took back a bit of control of the body and suddenly lifted the clutch sword and waved the blade toward the front.

Even if there are 40,000 ancient corpses blocking in front, how!

He is strong by him, the sword of the commandment, and the strong is strong!

With the sword of Ning Fan, more and more Jianguang appeared in front of you. Before facing six hundred ancient corpses, Ning Fan had a sword of 60,000 Jianguang, this time more.

Ten, one hundred, thousand

Wandao, 100,000, million, four million!

Surrounded by four million lives of Jianguang, the Ning Fan at the moment gives a strong and invincible feeling!

The pressure of the four million swordsmanship has exceeded the scope of the second step of the monastic approach. Perhaps, the only third step of the legendary saint, can exert such supernatural powers!

Where the Jianguang passed, a silent wave formed, and the Avenue Road collapsed, and it was impossible to resist the power of this sword!

The entire eighth layer of heaven and earth, trembled under this sword. All the ancient corpses that rushed to Ning Fan, all of them lived in this moment, and looked at Ning Fan inexplicably, not afraid to approach!

After a little hesitation, almost 90% of the ancient corpses chose to turn and flee, desperately leaving, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. But there are also more than 4,000 ancient corpses, and the fear of gradual depression is still rushing to Ning Fan.

It’s a pity that their feats are like moths and fires.

There was a stinky saliva in his mouth, and his face was full of greed. In order to eat Ning Fan, they could have lost their minds at all costs.

During the lifetime of the life of the dynasty, the dynasty of the dynasty, after the death, but turned into an ignorant corpse, Ning Fan slightly closed his eyes, four million swords running through the sky, facing the four thousand ancient corpses.

Some of the lower ancient corpses, not yet close to the four million swords, were smashed into the corpse of the sky, and even the screams were too late to be sent.

Others were repaired as taller corpses, and they were lucky enough to support the number of interest under the attack of four million Jianguang. In the end, they were still shot by Jianguang and could not escape.

There are more than four thousand ancient corpses in less than five interest rates. After dying under the sword of Ning Fan, he tried his best to stop the ancient corpse. Ning Fan opened his eyes and looked solemn, as if he had sent off for the distant people. Seeing this amazing record, Miao Yan Xian Zun once again surprised to close his mouth.

I am afraid that the twenty-eight stars of the four emperors will be together, and it is impossible to defeat the four thousand fairy statues.

Ning Fan has won with one blow. Is it that he has more than 28 stars and the ancient emperor?

Four million swordsmen wiped out the ancient corpses, and they all merged into the Jianguang at the foot of Ning Fan. The slightly unstable sword light suddenly stabilized a lot. The flight speed also becomes faster.

The black corpse ash, falling from the sky, sprinkled on the ancient stone road, mixed with rain, like mud. Xuan Xuan and others only felt that a cold rushed from the soles of the feet to the heavens, and the body shivered involuntarily.

Unbelievable, in the era of the last law, there are people who can kill four thousand celestial swords with one sword!

Even if it is quasi-holy, it can't be done. Only the legendary saint can do this.

"This son, what is it really repairing is really true?" Xuan Xuan and others felt a deep heartbeat.

The three great ancestors said that after all, they were characters from ancient times. I have seen some saints before I was alive, and I quickly recovered from the shock, even though I was shocked.

It is difficult to calm down Xuan Xuan. He is the emperor of the ancient era. Where have you seen any saints?

He does not believe in the age of today, and the saints survive, not to believe that Ning Fan will be a saint. But the scene before me. How to explain

In addition to the third step of the saint, who can kill four thousand cents

"In the era of the Sage's last law, the teachings of the martyrdom are lost, and the Tao does not exist. How can there be saints living in the heavens and the earth, and the saints are not already dead? Is this really a saint?"

At the time when Xuan Xuan’s inner vibrate, Ning Fan’s Jianguang whizzed past the top of Xuan Xuan’s head, and made a sound of screaming, rolling the wind and rain, blowing on the face of Xuan Xuan, and the heart was cold.

At this moment, Ning Fan did not look at Xuan Xuan, but Xuan Xuan still felt an invisible pressure, as the rain infiltrated into the bone marrow.

His heart is tense to the extreme. At this moment, he is too close to Ning Fan, he is afraid that Ning Fan will shoot him, he is not an opponent of Ning Fan, must not, I am afraid that even escape can not do!

If Ning Fan shot, he believed that he would die, and the death is very simple, just like a mortal foot on the ants

"This person has a hatred with my real dragon family, will he shoot me?"

"Fake, it must be fake. He can't be a saint, but if he is really"

"If he shoots at me, I will fight with him, but even if it is a fight, I am afraid it will not escape." Xuan Xuan’s heart is getting more and more chaotic, holding the hands of the Fan’s enchanting, unable to control the slight tremor

When Xuan Xuan was at the enemy's enemies, Ning Fan's Jianguang flew past the top of Xuan Xuan's head, and there was no meaning to fight with Xuan Xuan.

So Xuan Xuan completely stunned, and some embarrassed feelings. Ning Fan did not even shoot him? Has he saved his life?

From the hands of the ‘sage’?

The whistling sword light, flying over the top of the four ancestors, the second ancestor, and the first generation, also caused unprecedented tension in the three.

Although these three great ancestors were Gai's characters before their death, they were not very good at the moment, and they were afraid that Ning Fan would shoot for himself.

They counted Ning Fan and naturally worried about Ning Fan’s revenge. If Ning Fan shot, with his ‘terrorist strength’, their hopes of living seem to be close to zero.

"If he shot, he would fight with him!" The three ancestors secretly decided, but the expression was not much emboldened, like a defeated cock, a sense of frustration.

However, fortunately for them, Ning Fan’s Jianguang did not stop on their heads and flew away.

Until Ning Fan flew away, they showed their gloom. Are they so simple to save their lives?

Xuan Xuan and others naturally do not know, Ning Fan is not a saint at all, not even a fairy emperor, just a small Buddhist monk. They don’t really have to be so afraid of Ning Fan’s

"They are scared by your scared face." The wonderful words are complex and complex. She noticed the nervous appearance of Xuan Xuan and others, and also understood the mood of those people.

It’s not that Xuan Xuan and others are too timid, it’s too scary.

"Yes," the words of the words, Ning Fan is not okay.

He did not pay attention to the expression of Xuan Xuan and others. His gaze only locked the seven ancestors.

The majority of the body of the Seven ancestors has been integrated into Shimen. At this moment, the seven ancestors, the eyes are unprecedentedly dignified, he was also shocked by the record of Ning Fan's instant killing of four thousand ancient corpses.

However, he is stronger than other people. He is the first eyesight of heaven and man. It is vaguely obvious that Ning Fan is not a saint. As for whether it is a fairy or a quasi-holy, it is not known.

What makes the Seven ancestors particularly puzzled is that Ning Fan’s eyes are always locked in. With undisguised hostility.

"I don't know this person. Why is this person so hostile to me?" This point, the seven ancestors could not understand.

The true identity of the Seven ancestors is to transport the second **** of the Emperor, but because it has been separated from the deity for many years, the memory cannot be shared.

If the seven ancestors had the memory of the deity of the Emperor, most of them could recognize it at a glance, and the ghost face youth in front of them was the murderer who killed the commander.

If the seven ancestors knew that Ning Fan is now a pseudonym Zhao Jian. I am afraid I can also think of it. The reason why Ning Fan finds himself is to recapture the souls of those barbarians.

Unfortunately, the seven ancestors did not know where Ning Fan’s hostility came from. The hostility of Ning Fan is not covered. To make him confused, he felt even more uneasy.

"This son should not be a saint, but his sword is a big deal, no matter why this child is hostile to the old man. At this moment, it is not the time when the old man is fighting with him."

Seeing Ning Fan flying closer and closer, the murder is getting more and more prosperous, and the seven ancestors frowned. There is a word in the mouth, and a few mouthfuls of blood are sprayed toward Shimen.

The power of the sacred **** he borrowed was not much. The speed of integration into Shimen was not fast, but at the moment it was a self-destructive secret technique. The breath suddenly faded a lot, and the speed of integration into Shimen was much faster.

Before the arrival of Ning Fan, the Seven ancestors had integrated the whole body into Shimen, and disappeared.

"It’s not that easy to go."

Jianguang flew over 111 palaces and flew into the gray misty sea at the end of Qingshi Ancient Road, flying closer to the Shimen in the center of the foggy sea.

Ning Fan stood above the tip of the sword, and his long hair fluttered in the wind. His eyes flashed in the eyes, and the indifference looked at the gray misty sea and the ancient stone gates looming in the misty sea.

With the eyesight of his heaven and earth, when looking at the Shimen, there seems to be a perspective effect.

He can see that the seven ancestors at the moment are fully integrated into the stone gate, and gradually separate the body from the other end of the stone gate, one foot has stepped into the entrance passage of the ninth floor.

It was a fusion of wills, and the seven ancestors of this moment replaced Shimen’s will. He is Shimen!

At this moment, the stone door was wounded, and it was the seven ancestors!

This stone gate seems to be the only entrance to the ninth floor, and seems to be condensed by immortality.

Stone door that is not dying

This door is very defensive, that is, the seven ancestors can not forcibly break open, can only take the ban on the door.

But if it is the stone door that is not condensed by the dead, the attack of the commander's sword may have a miraculous effect. This sword is dedicated to the undead!

Ning Fan glanced at his eyes and smashed several swords with one hand. When he was near Shimen, he suddenly took a slim waist and jumped out of Jianguang.

At the foot of the thousand Jian Jian, the screaming swords broke out immediately, turning into a fierce sword shadow, and slammed into Shimen.

The torrential rain between heaven and earth seems to echo this sword at this moment, killing the madman!

This sword contains the power of four million swordsmen, and now it is on the stone gate!

A simple glimpse, but in an instant, makes heaven and earth fall into the illusory moonlight. In this moonlight, everything becomes blurred and can't be seen clearly. Only the sword becomes very clear. .

On the other side of Shimen, in the ninth-level entrance passage, the seven ancestors separated half of the body from the stone gate, and noticed the movement of Ningfan Swordsman, and could not help but reveal a hint of ridicule.

He had previously underestimated the sturdiness of Shimen. After the ban was imposed and the stone gate was merged, the horror of Shimen was seen from the inside.

Inside this stone gate, there is an eyeball of the nine generations of the sacred ink ancestors, and the immortality contained in the eyeball is far beyond the imagination of the seven ancestors.

He couldn't break the stone door before, and he still had the Emperor's cultivation to break the door. But after seeing the eye, the seven ancestors were convinced that even if the true saint came, it would not be easy to break the door.

Moreover, it is Ning Fan who has not entered the realm of saints.

This door can't be forcibly broken open. It can only be taken by the past. This is the real way to enter the ninth floor!

"Oh, this stone door is stronger than you think, it is the real saint. It can't."

The seven ancestors did not finish, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering explosion.

He didn't have time to see what happened, and he felt the part of the body that had not been separated from Shimen in time. There was a lot of pain, and there were countless broken stones flying behind him!

He suddenly turned back and saw the scene of the collapse of Shimen!

The stone gate that he believed was difficult to break the saint was directly destroyed under the sword of Ning Fan!

As the half of the seven ancestors still merged with Shimen, the seven ancestors were also implicated and the damage was extremely serious.

A huge force came from the vest. The seven ancestors immediately slammed on the face, and the expression of ridicule was still on the face, but the body had been rushed by the giant force, vomiting blood to the front, and it looked like a wolf, and the breath plunged into an unprecedented wilting state in an instant.

Seriously injured! Seriously hurt!

The seven ancestors were really shocked and hated. The shock was the strength of Ning Fan’s sword, which was so powerful. What hates it is that Ning Fan will ruin the stone door, and the one who hurts himself is injured together with Shimen.

"Who is this person? Can you break this door with a sword! Not good, this person is strong, still above the old man's expectations, although not a saint. But it is not the old man can win, go quickly!"

The seven ancestors forcibly swallowed the sweet blood in the throat, and as soon as they landed, they immediately followed the passage. If the speed is fast, it will only leave a colorful afterimage in the original place.

After hitting the door, the ninth-level entrance passage behind the door was revealed. Ning Fan has a wonderful statement. Landing on the ancient road, naturally saw the seven ancestors who fled in a hurry.

Seven ancestors want to go, Ning Fan has no opinions, but he has to leave 700,000 wild souls!

Ning Fan is preparing to take the candle bow to shoot the seven ancestors, and suddenly his eyes change, and he does not say anything. He pulls the wonderful words next to him and hurries back.

With the eyesight of his second world, he could only see the gravel pile in front of him. There was a gray mangling flashing toward him and his own words. The gray awning is too fast, and what is specific is actually impossible to see.

"What's wrong?" Wonderful words and flowers are slightly shocked. She is still amazed at the record of Ning Fan's sword breaking. When she did not respond, she was pulled back by Ning Fan.

With her eyesight, even the gray awning can not capture the trajectory, not as good as Ning Fan, at least can see a gray mans attack.

"Yin and Yang Five Swords, the skill of the sword is interesting, you junior, you can help the old man."

An old voice suddenly sounded in the mind of Ning Fan.

When the gray mans approached the distance of Ning Fanzhang, Ning Fan finally saw what the gray mans were.

It was a gray eye with a pupil, and the old voice was actually coming out of the eye.

"Jiushan, eight seas, one side, open! Little brother, take a trip with your old brother, rest assured, and ultimately your benefits!"

In the gray eyeballs, a glare of gray awns was suddenly shot, and it was swept away from Ning Fan and Miao Yan.

After the gray mans swept away, there were still shadows of Ning Fan and Miao Yan in this place, and there was no trace of eyeballs.

"Well? Where is the mysterious strongman going?" The seven ancestors who were escaping on the nine-story channel suddenly saw it and looked back.

With the eyesight of his first heaven, he could not find where Ning Fan went.

Is it invisible, or is it broken into the middle of the world? Still, have you left?

"But it, or go to the ninth floor first, to awaken the conditions of the nine generations of the gods who want to be an old man, to be able to impress the nine generations of the gods and become the boarders of their "blessings of the gods""

After a flash of gray, Ning Fan appeared in a gray void. There is no land here, but there is a rusty copper tower tower floating in the void.

Wonderful words are not known, and the magical eyeballs, such as the candle bow, the clutch sword, the fragrant rocket, the burning fan, and the seven-star lamp, are unknown.

Ning Fan tried it, and with his cultivation, he could not escape from this space, nor could he break into the Xuanyin world.

Is that eyeball blame grabbing him here?

If it weren't for the blind eye, he would definitely take back 700,000 wild souls from the seven ancestors.

Now it’s good, not only missed the opportunity to pursue the Seven ancestors, but also lost the wonderful words.

Ning Fan urged the rain, and God read into the rain, trying to make the gods cover the whole space, but found that the space is too big to see the margin. This interface level, at least to the level of the world, is not even the ordinary thousand.

"Hey, this little brother has a good rain. It's a pity that you are still low. If you are taller, you may not be able to cover the old man's vacancies with rain."

The voice of the eyeballs suddenly sounded from the depths of the endless void.

The direction of the sound can be judged, the eyeball monster is in the direction of Ning Fan right now right in the right direction!

Ning Fan glanced at the direction of the sound, turned into a golden light, and rushed out, he believed, just follow this direction. You can find the mysterious eyeball monster. In my heart, I was in the dark, and I was originally taken into the vacant position of the Emperor of the Emperor.

The emptiness of the palm of the hand is the special power of the Emperor of the Emperor. It belongs to the field of supernatural powers. With the experience of Ning Fan, I have only heard of the name. This is the first time I saw the appearance of the palm of my hand.

"Hey, it turned out to be a golden light in the vertical? The little brothers had good qualifications. Only when they crossed the realm of realm, they realized the golden light in the vertical. Unfortunately, it was only the first realm of Jinguang’s death. If no one dialed, I was afraid that this life could not be made into a second death. How, do you want your old brother to help you? Help you to build the back of the death? You help the old brother a busy, old brother to send you a good, how?" The voice of the eyeballs came again.

Only this time, the direction of the eyeballs has changed. Before his voice came from Ning Fan, this time, it was from the rear.

But for an instant. The eyeballs ran from the endless empty head to the other end. This movement speed is much faster than Ning Fan.

Ning Fan took his footsteps and said nothing.

With his idling speed, he wants to catch up with the eyeballs in this void space, fearing that there is no possibility.

Many of his magic weapons have fallen into the hands of eyeballs. Wonderful words, most of them are also in the hands of eyeballs.

The eyeball blame did not say much to him, but more or less mentioned the word 'help'.

The eyeball blame will take him here, maybe he is asking for him.

"If the predecessors have taken a fancy to those magic weapons, they can take them, but please return the friends of the younger generation!" Ning Fan said to the endless void.

"Hey, those magic weapons, there is no innate thing, and once again, the innate archery can still take a look, the old man can't look at your things! But the beauty you brought is good, hey, though not The old man likes the type, but the old man doesn't mind trying it." The eyeball grotesquely laughs.

Ning Fan's eyes are cold and the magic weapon is robbed, but the sorrowful fairy can't let the wretched eyeballs bully.

With the cultivation of Ning Fan, most of them are not the opponents of the eyeballs. If they don’t show their cards, they can’t break open.

But he still has the final card in hand, enough to make the eyeballs horrible.

"Burning!"

Ning Fan drank a word, three drops of the body to help away from the blood of the mother, four drops of demon Luo Zu blood immediately have a burning trend.

In the midst of his mid-term rehabilitation, he robbed the blood into a realm, and abandoned a drop of his blood, enough to fight with the ancients.

If he gave up seven drops of his blood, even the peak of the king of the king has a fight!

"Blood burning? Hey, this can scare the old man, seven drops of the blood of the ancestors, you are not burning the old man's opponent, at most, there is a temporary repair of the peak of the king."

"Yes. If I was at the expense of burning blood, I would exchange for the repair of the King of the Peak, and then forcibly break the seal of this beginning and detonate it."

Ning Fan’s sleeves waved, and there was an illusion of fog in his hand.

"Initiation!" Eyeballs suddenly panic.

Qiqi can be upgraded and used as a weapon of mass destruction.

Although Ning Fan’s beginning gas has 30 million seals, as long as Ning Fan pays the price of seven drops of blood, it is absolutely enough to break all the seals in an instant and use this beginning.

The power of the beginning of the explosion is that the Emperor can not be connected in front, this is not a joke!

"Little brother, there is something to say, don't be impulsive! Start a blast, the whole palm of the hand will collapse, then the old man can not lose it! Cough cough, see the old man this stinky mouth, the old man just followed You are joking, the old man is now dead with only one eye, how can I play with a woman! Hey, tell you the truth, the old man puts you 'please' here, is asking for you, how can you dare to attack your woman to offend you? She is healing her old brother here, and she is alive and kicking. There is nothing at all. Do not believe, the old man asked her to tell you two little sisters. You should say two words, don’t let your husband start to vent."

"I am not a younger sister, nor is he a husband." The voice came from the end of the void, the gas was very strong, and the injury seemed to be a lot less than before.

"Little brother, you will soon start to collect the gas, extinguish the fire of the blood of the mother, don't accidentally play big, really bloody, then you are worth seven drops of blood, if you use it, it is not good. The cultivation has come out. The blood of the devil is not enough. The blood of the small hair is not strong, not worth mentioning. But it is a good thing to get rid of the blood of the mother. It is a pity to burn it."

The eyeballs groaned and laughed twice, and the gray light flashed, appearing in front of Ning Fan, appearing together, and there are wonderful words.

The exquisite words at the moment were kept in an iron cage. The iron cage did not know what the magic weapon was. The creatures that were locked in could actually receive extremely good treatment.

"Zhao Daoyou, you are fine." Wonderful words, Ning Fan, safe and sound, quietly relieved. It was embarrassing to be seen by Ning Fan in his cage.

Seeing the eyeball blame even shut the good words in the iron cage, Ning Fan eyes suddenly a little cold.

Eyeball blame is a few laughs, I am embarrassed to explain, "Do not misunderstand the Taoist friend, this iron cage is a congenital level of healing magic, although the appearance is wretched, the effect is good."

This inconspicuous broken cage turned out to be an innate magic weapon.

Just treating people in cages, what is this?

"Little brother, you see, your woman is very good, there is not a lot of hair. Hey, we can talk about business now, it doesn't matter, the old brother is a little difficult, need a little brother to help."

"First let my friends out and talk about other things." Ning Fan frowned. (To be continued...)

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