Grasping Evil

After all, the eyeballs smashed out a gray mans, with Ning Fan disappearing in place.

The next moment, the two appeared in a very remote valley in the copper tower space.

Among the valleys, the grass is lush, and in the depths of the valley, there is a freshwater lake with a weak aura.

"Well, just here to help you crack the blessing technique. Kid, will you arrange it?" asked the eyeball.

"That depends on what level of formation. More than I am repairing too many formations, I can not lay down." Ning Fan replied.

"Forget it, or the old man personally arranged it. There is no Tao, there is no point for the old man to use."

“How much?”

"Not much, give me one trillion yuan is enough." Eyes blame a ‘one billion billion crystal is just drizzle’ expression.

"What level of formation do you have? It will cost one trillion yuan in one breath. I don't have that many crystals."

Ning Fan looked at the eyeballs strangely.

After the poisonous dragon ancestor’s storage bag was seized, the crystallization of Ning Fan’s body was close to 10 trillion. This family is richer than most of the ancients, but it is only one tenth of what is needed.

It should be noted that the most powerful virtual array method in the rain world only needs 100 billion celestial jade arrangements, which is equivalent to only 20,000.

In the upper bounds, the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect, there are tens of millions of crystals can be laid.

+ The power of the Guardian of the Great Forces will cost billions of crystals.

The guardian of the squadron has a tens of billions of crystals, which is enough to be arranged.

The ruling of the ruling powers has not exceeded the trillions of crystals.

When an eyeball blame opens, it will have a trillions of arrays. What level of formation is he going to wear?

Even if it is the super power of the gods, the guardian’s big line does not seem to spend so much money.

Seeing that Ning Fan grinds and does not take money, the eyeballs are not angry. "Bad boy, do you think that the technique of blessing is so good! That is the strongest slaying of the barbarian! At least the sage-level squad is required." In order to solve this technique, I don’t know! The old man can’t fix it. At most, he can only lay a corner of the saints. It’s only a trillions of crystals. It’s already a small one. If it’s a complete sage, you need a few more A hundred times of the crystal can be laid."

This eyeball blame, even here, to lay a corner of the saints! Ning Fan’s eyes are a little moving.

"Bad boy, how many crystals are there on you? All of them are taken out, not enough. The old man will help you to make up." The eyes are not angry.

"Only ten trillion" Ning Fan smiled bitterly.

"What! You only have this point, that is to say, in order to break the blessings for you, the old man will help you to put 90 trillion yuan in crystal!" The eyeballs are very painful.

He really didn't think that Ning Fan was so poor, there were only ten trillion yuan in the family, and even one billion could not get out.

Ten trillion yuan of crystal, it is the ordinary eternal fairy, not necessarily so much money. Ning Fan is really endless. It’s really the eyeballs that are too high.

"The loss is lost. If this kid didn't help the old man, the old man would be able to fetch water."

"If you don't help this kid to crack the blessing technique, the chance of success in planning is only 30%."

"Hey"

The eyeballs sighed and sighed, and suddenly they made a gray awning toward the sky. In the meantime, the road crystals are raining, and the whole valley is covered with slaps.

"Hey!" Eyeball blame sweeps out a gray awn, gray awn. Each trillion crystals merge into a gray channel crystal tower with a total of 90 towers. Surrounding the freshwater lake, it stands tall.

Ning Fan's 10 trillion crystallization, all contributed to the eyeball squad, turned into another ten Daojing.

This time, it was a flower of Ning Fan’s Daojing. In the storage bag, only a few million crystals were left unused.

Money, when you run out of it, you can earn more, then grab it, and it is important to have a life.

As long as you can break the blessing technique, Ning Fan will not feel bad if he spends more money.

He doesn't feel bad about money, but his eyes are very distressed. The money has already been spent. If you don't break the blessings of Ning Fan, you can lose money.

"Bad boy, take a good look at how the old man is deployed. This is a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity. In the fantasy world, there are not many people who have repaired the road more than the old man. Only on the road, even if it is chaotic, it is not as good as the old man." "The eyeballs are proud to say."

Ning Fan didn't say anything, just staring at the eyeballs. This is indeed an extremely rare opportunity to observe.

A gray awn, was hit by the eyeballs, under the control of the gray mans, a hundred crystal towers around the lake, constantly changing direction. The world's general trend has also changed with the movement of the Daojing Tower.

On the ground, there are constantly gray patterns, and those lines seem to have life, constantly squirming.

There are more and more patterns, and they are linked to each other, and gradually show a mysterious map.

The extent of this map covers the entire valley, the center of the map, which is the freshwater lake.

This method has not been successfully arranged. It is only the appearance of the array, which brings a heavy sense of oppression to Ning Fan.

The power of one billion trillion crystals gradually merged into the map, and a substantial gray pressure immediately overwhelmed the entire valley.

Ning Fan only felt a sharp pain in his knees, and his knees were about to be crushed by the pressure of this method. His legs were unstable and he wanted to stumble!

That pressure is too heavy, as if the Wan Gu reincarnation was pressed on the shoulder of Ning Fan.

That pressure is too overbearing, trying to make anyone who faces himself, surrender!

That pressure, with a trace of the pressure of the saints, although only a very light, but it is beyond the second step of the monastic power!

This is just a corner of the sage array. If it is a complete sage array, it can be used to crush the Ningfan into a meat puree!

The sage's prestige is enough to suppress the reincarnation of the ages, and it is not the face of today's Ning Fan!

But, can't be jealous!

Even if this is a corner of the saints, you can't let yourself surrender!

Ning Fan endured the pain of the knee bone and suddenly took a step toward the front, and the angle was smashed and weird.

After stepping out, Ning Fan's body pressure was reduced a lot, and the body was even lighter.

His eyes were more determined, and he took the second step, the third step, the fourth step, and there were more golden footprints on the ground.

Every step. The body's arrogance will be reduced a few points, after nine steps, the big array of pressure is completely removed from the body by Ning Fan!

He used the secret of the East Demon ancestor, and in the nine steps of the step, he unloaded the pressure of the Holy Grail, and did not yield to the big squad!

"Oh? This stinky boy still knows the secrets of the East Demon ancestor? It's good." Seeing Ning Fan, with his own strength, he blocked the pressure of the big array, and the eyes were secretly praised.

He was also planning to help Ning Fan and help him resist the arrogance. Now I don’t need to do anything more.

"The big array has already been laid. It just lacks some fierce temperament, and it is not enough to suppress the curse of the blessing technique. Hey, it seems that he still has a hundred blood towers, at least 100 sacrifices. Only when the emperor repairs the soul can accumulate enough suffocation. There are only forty-three remnants left in the hands of the old man. It may not be enough, not enough to find a way!"

The eyeball blame sweeps out a gray mans, and immediately there is a soul of an illusory old man, appearing in the center of the big array.

"The twenty-seventh branch of the ancient barbaric world. The ancient priest Gu Lizi, speed homing!" Eyeball blame.

That is the remnant of the ancient fairy! His name is Gu Liezi, a strong man who has fallen into countless years.

The body of Gu Liezi. The barbarian's atmosphere is very strong, and it is a pretty repair! And he was very strong, and he was even stronger than Ningfan today. He was definitely a killing devil before his death!

With the eyeballs screaming. The remnant of Gu Liezi immediately flew to one of the Daojing Tower and integrated into the tower. The soul flies.

In the next moment, the fierceness of the entire big battle has increased several times!

"The immortal repair is the soul of the savage!" Ning Fan's eyes were slightly surprised.

In order to make up for themselves, this eyeball singer sacrificed a sacred soul!

The remnant soul of the eternal gods and goddess is actually sacrificed by the eyeballs.

"Hey, your kid doesn't need to be so surprised. Such a remnant soul, the old man is more. These remnants are the enemy of the old man's life, and there is a lingering death. Today, just take the sacrifice and help you crack the blessing!" Resist the heartache of the heart, and pretend to be calm.

The use of the remaining strong soul remnants, although he is distressed, but can see the expression of Ning Fan's surprise, it is worth the money.

Hey, this little boy has finally been stunned by me. The eyeballs are very proud of their hearts.

Once you get a sorrow, you don’t feel how distressed it is to sacrifice the soul.

Offering sacrifices to the remnants of the ancient columns, the eyeballs screamed the second remnant. It is also the cultivation of the ancient sages, and the suffocation of this remnant soul is obviously much stronger than that of the ancient levees.

"The 106th branch of the ancient barbarian, Lei parents old cracked the air, speed homing!"

As the eyeballs screamed, the remnant of the thunderstorm flew to the second tower.

"Another fairy remnant soul!" Ning Fan eyes moving.

"This little boy is surprised again! Haha!" The eyeball blame is even more so.

"The forty-ninth branch of the ancient barbaric world, Ge Jiaxiu master Ge Xuan, speed homing!"

"The 74th branch of the ancient barbarian, Wushan Xuangong priest Zhu Feng, speed homing!"

"The 81st branch of the ancient barbarian, scattered candle inflammation, speed home!"

A sacred remnant of the sacred soul, was sacrificed to the Daojing Tower by the eyeballs, and the eyelids were not stunned. Before and after, the eyeballs sacrificed a total of twenty-four cents.

"The twenty-fifth soul is different from the previous twenty-four souls. Can you know where it is different?" The eyeball blame suddenly asked mysteriously.

"The twenty-fifth soul, is it the soul of the fairy king?" Ning Fan guessed.

"Not bad! The old man is trying to help you crack the blessing technique, even the soul of the fairy king is used up, hey, the old man is enough!"

The eyeball grotesquely admired the astonished look in Ning Fan’s eyes and began to summon the next soul.

"The fifty-fourth branch of the ancient barbarian, the East Turk, the Eastern Snake, speeds up!"

As the sound of the eyeballs fell, the soul of an old man who appeared in the snake's tail suddenly appeared, and flew to the 25th Crystal Tower.

This person is really a fairy king!

After the Eastern Snake, more and more remnants of the king of the king were sacrificed by the eyeballs. In a series of sacrifices, there were sixteen remnants of the king, and the eyes of the eyes suddenly looked calm.

In his hands, there are three remnants of the soul. In the last three, he is reluctant to use it.

Eyeballs looked at the suffocation in the big array and found that the amount of suffocation was still not enough, and it felt very helpless.

I can't bear it, I don't have to smash these three remnants, I can't break the blessing technique.

Can't break the blessing technique. The chances of killing the ink are much lower.

How can it be done! He must kill the ink, for this purpose, he can do whatever it takes!

"The ink must die! I can't bear the children can't hold the wolf, do his mother's, use all the light!"

"The 19th branch of the ancient barbaric world, the Uzbek ancestors Uster Tibetan, speed homing!"

After the sound fell, there was a pale golden remnant, which appeared in the center of the big array and flew to the forty-one Taoist tower.

Light golden soul! This is the old man named Ust. It is a fairy emperor!

It is not an ordinary Emperor, this Uster Tibetan, is a seventh emperor of the ages!

"It is actually the soul of the Emperor!" Ning Fan was not surprised.

In order to help them crack the blessing technique, the eyeball blame even sacrificed the soul of the emperor. This handwriting is not too big!

And Ning Fan is more concerned about where the eyeball geeks come from so many sacred kings and even the remnants of the emperor.

Did these people have been killed by the eyeballs, and the souls were collected back?

"Oh, I was surprised. It surprised you, still behind!"

Eyeballs are going to fly to heaven, what can be more fulfilling than conquering?

Hey, let you face it. Let you force, stinky, the old man wants you to scare the big teeth!

"The fourth tribe in the dusty world, the Brahma robbing the priest of the Brahma. The speed is back!"

The forty-second remnant soul is a young man in a black robe with a black totem on the half of his face.

This black boy. There is a strong atmosphere that is not weaker than the seven generations of killing the emperor!

"This is the emperor of the Nine Robbery Peak!" Ning Fan sucked in a cold air.

This is a soul that is not weaker than the seven generations of the emperor, but it is sacrificed by the eyeballs.

According to the urea nature of the eyeball, the more the soul is placed behind, the more powerful it is.

This is already the remnant of the Emperor of the Peak, and I don’t know if there is any stronger soul behind.

"Hey! Surprise, scream, stinky, use your screams to please the old man!" The eyes are very calm, but the heart is laughing.

The loading force is enough, and the eyeball genius slowly summons the forty-third soul.

This is the last soul in his hand, but it is also the strongest soul!

The forty-third soul is an old man who burns like a flame. His body is densely covered with hemp, and only one pair of eyes is actually a Thunder.

Behind him, there is a huge ring of black light that exudes black light, which suddenly appears as dazzling as the sun!

The black ring shadow, it is the beginning of the beginning of the holy ring!

"This is the soul of the saint?!" Ning Fan changed his face. In the face of a saint's remnant, he can't change his face.

"Stupid boy, don't be surprised, yell at your point! Look at it clearly, this is not the soul of the saint. He is just a sage incarnation. The old man is not so big, get a real saint The soul gives you a sacrifice." The eyeballs were not angry, and my heart was already flying.

He knew that Ning Fan would definitely be foolish to think that this is a saint soul, and he will certainly be surprised. Haha! Everything is expected in the old man!

"Too a dusty third tribe, the thunder and thunder of heaven, the temperament of the ancestors outside the body, speed homing!"

With the return of the forty-third soul, the fierce atmosphere of the entire big battle turned into hundreds of **** dragons, rolling over the valley.

In order to help Ning Fan crack the blessing technique, the eyeball blame used a million trillion crystal, and forty-three strong people remnant, but it is not enough!

"This suffocation, we have to be heavier. It seems that we can only use that thing."

The eyeball grotesque once again hurts.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally took out a drop of ink in the dark, dripping into the freshwater lake.

I don't know what the blood is coming from. Once I dripped into the lake, all the lakes immediately became dark and inky in an instant, and there was a strong, unstoppable gas that started to rise!

The suffocation in the whole squad is even more than a few times after the drop of blood!

Whose blood is this!

Only a drop of blood, the suffocating suffocating is actually several times the sum of the previous forty-three strong people!

"This is the soul of the undead Emperor! The inheritance has the power of immortal emperor! The stinky boy, the old man is trying his best to help you, but I hope you don't forget to promise the old man!" Remind.

"Well, you are going to the bottom of the lake, the old man will hold a barbarian ceremony for you, crack the blessing technique!"

"The process will be a bit painful, and it may even be ‘dead’, but you must go over and the old man will not let you die!”

The eyeballs are exposed to the right color, and the next ceremony is very crucial. No mistakes are allowed. He must take it seriously.

Ning Fan would like to ask, what is the identity of the eyeball blame, and from where to get so many strong souls. Even the blood of the undead Emperor's gods can get a drop.

"Don't ask more, hurry into the bottom of the lake!" It seems that I can see the doubts in the eyes of Ning Fan, and the eyes are smug inside, but the face is old and eager to urge Ning Fan to hurry into the lake.

After a little silence, Ning Fan walked toward the lake step by step.

He can feel that the closer he is to the lake, the more the blessing technique on his body will weaken.

This big battle, there really is the power to break the blessing technique. Eyeball blame does not seem to lie to him.

Still keep a bit of vigilance

Ning Fan's body shape, turned into a golden light, flew into the lake, straight into the bottom of the lake.

The lake ink is generally dark, the blood is generally thick, and there is a bitter cold.

This coldness helps to weaken the blessing technique.

"You seem to have called the savage technique before? And thus experienced three damages, became a lesser savvy?" The voice of the eyeball blame suddenly came from the lake.

"Yes." Ning Fan replied.

"It seems that the old man of the ink suppresses your last six damages and holds it!"

In the valley, there are words in the eyes and strange mouths, and there are constantly gray runes flying out, not into the lake.

On the gray sky, the shadows of ancient statues began to appear, and there were barbarians who screamed and continued to spread.

As time went by, there were three of the most fascinating images in the world.

The three giant elephants are vague and can't see the specific appearance.

The eyeballs looked at the three giant statues with gaze and began a long prayer. After an hour, the eyeballs suddenly turned to the leftmost giant image. The look was a bit complicated and the words were written.

"Good corpse is dead, now!"

With this sound, the leftmost giant image has finally changed (unfinished, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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