Grasping Evil

After a long talk, Ning Fan, in the complicated eyes of the real dragon patriarch, smashed something to the Emperor of Heaven, and then left.

Subsequently, the patriarch of the real dragon, together with the Emperor of Heaven, issued a password to the two emperors.

Everything about Zhao Jian’s predecessors, since then, has been listed as the top secret of the true spirits (four ancestors), and is written into the scroll of the patriarch Zhu Hong.

Afterwards, the two great emperors seemed to have reached an agreement, and they worked together to seal up the ancient fairy door and be busy outside the nine-day sky.

How would they deal with the ancient passages, Ning Fan did not care, he galloped all the way, near a collapsed mountain, found a wonderful word, candle bow.

Seeing Ning Fan returning safely, Miao Yan quietly sighed, she was not worried about Ning Fan.

Only she knows that Ning Fan is not a third-order quasi-holy, but borrows the strength of the eye-catching monster to reach that state for a short time.

Fortunately... This battle is the victory of Ning Fan. Peace is good enough…

The hunchback old man, who was transformed by the candle bow, did not look ashamed as usual, but looked at Ning Fan seriously and seriously. After a long time, he asked his teeth.

"Oh, Master, my eyes are not coming back with you..."

"Well. He chased the ink and ink, and entered the ancient fairy door, I am afraid... will not come back..."

"This way..."

The candle bow trembled, and it seemed to suppress the surging mood. However, after all, it was impossible to suppress it. It was a rush of the sky, and the old tears ran wildly toward the ancient fairy gate of the Nine Heavens.

Ning Fan did not stop, let the candle bow go away, can not think of the eyeballs after the death, the most sad, will be the candle bow...

Eyeballs and candle bows, together in the copper tower space for 930 years, from the initial hostility, to later became a brother...

No matter what. Let the candle bow go to the ancient fairy door to see it, go for the eyeball blame to send off...

Ning Fan sighed slightly and turned to the words. "I am gone. The wilderness has ended. Next, where are you going?"

"I have to go to see the Emperor of Heaven, and everything that happened in the wilderness..." Reminiscent of the terrible horror of the wilderness, and the sorrowfulness of the sacred words, can not help but look pale.

This time, there was a lot of chaos, not only the death of countless barbarians. Countless two-family monks, even more dead 19 emperors!

The demon family is also good, the human race is worth it, afraid that it will be because of this big chaos, hurt the bones...

"Is it all right? About me..." Ning Fan said half, and the words were quick, "Reassured! The Taoist friend saved my life, the friend of the Tao, I will not tell others..."

"No. I don't mean this. Some things, I have already passed the branch with the two great emperors. You don't have to take the initiative to tell anyone about me. Of course, they don't dare to ask you..."

"I will go first. Go to see the Emperor of Heaven. Tell the candle bow by the way: If he wants to leave. I am still free. If he wants to come back, he will come to me. I will stay in the wild for another three days." ”

Ning Fan took a deep look at the direction of Xianmen and then turned and left.

The kindness he owes to the good words should have been paid off, and there is no need to involve too much with this woman.

Wonderful look looks at Ning Fan, who is far away, and turns to fly toward Xianmen. At Xianmen, he meets with the ancient emperor, and has revealed many things that happened in the wild, but about Ning Fan, It’s a sum, not a word.

The Terran Emperor here, who can't hear the good words, has not concealed it, but they have not mentioned it.

I don't know what Ning Fan said to the emperors of the Terran, and many of the emperors' attitudes toward the words are even more polite.

There are two female emperors, who ran to the front of the wonderful words and asked deeply, "It’s really good to be giggling, and the friends of Zhao Jian are very fond of you. He just praised you for the Tongtian ancient emperor. ..."! ! !

The words were suddenly blushing, and of course she understood that these emperors must have misunderstood something.

She must have been misunderstood by these great emperors and Ning Fan, otherwise, as the emperor, he will be polite to a fairy!

She really wants to know what Ning Fan said to these emperors just now, so that these emperors will have such subtle misunderstandings...

"Big Brother! Big Brother! Big Brother!"

The hunchback old man with a candle bow turned out to be outside the fairy door, and he cried.

It is the identity of the innate archery, but it is not the emperor here. Even many emperors have seen it. This is a bow spirit that is approaching the congenital spirit!

Congenital spirit! It is hard to find this kind of spiritual thing in the entire fantasy world! I can't think of meeting here... Many of the great emperors looked hot, but when they thought of Ning Fan's previous warnings, they suddenly looked down and didn't dare to play the candle bow idea.

The real dragon patriarch is even more ugly, how can he not recognize it, this is his own family of candle bows... If possible, he really wants to take back the candle bow, but... he can't ignore Ning Fan's warning.

‘Old man and candle are old, this candle bow bow I like very much, and I wait for the candle to leave this person to the old man? ’

Hehe, the third-order quasi-sacred thing to ask for something, he dare to refuse? Can you refuse?

If you refuse, don't you want to give the real dragons a big enemy to destroy their races!

No, it’s gone... Xianmen has already arrived, and the key to Jiemen’s key is unblocked. Even without the bow, it can be done. It only takes a little more time.

Compared to angering a third-order quasi-holy, the real dragon patriarch would rather spend more than a few thousand years to slowly unblock the key to the fairy door...

He looked intricately at the candle bow that was eccentric and screamed at the fairy door. After all, he did not dare to shoot it... only the thing, belonging to ‘Zhao Jian’!

Zhao Jian, is a strange name, but it was frequently repaired in ancient times. As a monk, he did not hear this name.

Listening to the tone of Zhao’s predecessors, he seems to be familiar with his own ancestors, fearing that it is also a monster of the same era...

I sent the candle bow to this person, saying that I couldn’t get a good relationship with it... I read it here, and the real dragon leader walked toward the candle bow that was crying, and his face was full of smiles.

If you can't take back the candle bow, then you can make a good deal with it and fix the misunderstanding! In this way, it will surely satisfy the predecessors of Zhao...

After saying goodbye to the good words, Ning Fan all the way to the Terran resident galloping all the way, under the attention of countless Terran monks, took Zhao Binger and other people.

Those who lost their souls and were unconscious, were also taken away by Ning Fan.

"Zhao seniors... will you see me again..."

Among the team of the Guanghan Palace, the Han Dance Fairy looked at Ning Fan, who was far away, and his eyes were complicated.

Before Ning Fan came, Tongtian Gudi had already sent a voice to all Terran monks, if Zhao Jian’s predecessors came here. Don't be scornful... Anything about Zhao's predecessors, no one can divulge, not to mention, this is the highest password!

Zhao Jian predecessors, can not think of the real name of Ning Daoyou...is Zhao Jian...the real cultivation is the existence of the predecessors of Tongtian Gudi...

Han dance knows the name of Ning Fan, but nowadays, he only thinks that Ning Fan is a pseudonym. Zhao Jian is the real name...

Zhao’s predecessors used the pseudonym of Ning Fan, fearing that it would also be included in the password. Don't mention it to anyone...

Such as the cold dance, the general people who sent Ning Fan to leave, many, those who have been saved by Ning Fan, such as the four-eyed demon, such as thousands of people who have been saved by Ning Fan, with reverence in their eyes, Grateful emotions...

They have been saved by Ning Fan, protected, this grace, do not forget!

Everything about Ning Fan. I dare not disclose it to anyone!

Ning Fan took Zhao Dieer and others all the way to gallop, and lowered his body shape outside the ruins of the city.

This city has once had a beautiful name - 汴梁.

On the banks of the Yongliang River, Ning Fan once realized the truth here. I used to watch snow here, wait for Mei...

Today, there is only one ruin left here...

Looking at the ruins of the hometown that once was, Zhao Dieer was red-eyed. Not counting those barbarians who have lost their souls. Nowadays, the barbarians in the wilderness are just one of them. It’s really lonely... is this the feeling of the country’s broken family and the death of the people...

"Don't cry. You are not alone, you have 700,000 people, and your uncle, I am sorry, my uncle has not taken back all the lost souls..."

Ning Fan sighed apologetically, and if he could be stronger, would he be able to save all the barbarians.

Save people... Oh, I don’t think that Tu Yu is like him, and one day he will actually save people.

"I still have to wait for three days in the wild. The demon, the iron crow. You two, guarding the body of the barbarian here, there must be no mistakes." Ning Fan suddenly told the earth demon, the iron crow.

These two were the souls of Xian Zun who had been conquered by Ning Fan. Before, Ning Fan was insufficiency, and he still had to be polite to the two. Now he has cultivated a big rise, and the strength of the two has not been put into his eyes.

"Yes!"

The demon and the iron crow dare not ignore the command of Ning Fan, respectfully hold the fist, and have awe in the eyes.

At the moment, Ning Fan, the feeling for them is very dangerous, the strength is definitely above the fairy! The faint, actually brought a heavy sense of oppression to the two!

Do not say that he is just a state of remnant soul, the soul of life is in the hands of Ning Fan, even if he is full of people, it is definitely not an opponent of Ning Fan...

For Ning Fan, I dare not be disrespectful!

"Funny month, this time you have worked hard. You forced the display of the golden light before, and the reflex is great. I said, this time I owe you, if there is an opportunity, I will help you reshape the body." Ning Fan is also buried Said the moon fairy.

"Cut, who is rare, you help." The funeral moon fairy scorned arrogantly, but he hid a trace of fear in his eyes.

Among the Terran resident, perhaps she is alone, and she perceives the shocking war...

The strength of the two third-order quasi-sacred, the funeral moon fairy felt fear, one of the third-order quasi-sacred atmosphere seems to be Ning Fan all...

This little thief, when has the strength of the third-order quasi-sacred!

Hey, my aging mother is still worried about him (in fact, worrying about herself), for a long time, he does not need to worry about it... there is such a high cultivation, hiding deep, than the moon of the Guanghan Palace The soul of the soul is still a thousand times deeper!

Ning Fan did not pay attention to the arrogance of the funeral month, but turned to Liu Yan, Xian Loli, Zhao Dieer. "You also rest and rest. On these three days, there will be no more fighting in the wilderness. After that, I will take you away. ""

"Uncle, can the butterfly leave the wild?" Zhao Dieer's bleak sigh, suddenly had a little look.

"Well. I can't do this in the past, but now... Fan's wild road, I dare not stop me!"

Ning Fan looked up and glanced at the wilderness of the sky, only a glance, but made the whole wild road, trembled violently!

Here, it used to be the home of Fanjia Man, where it is a mountain of the second-rate barbarian!

In this place, Shanhai Tiandao, in front of Ning Fan, the ten generations of the gods, can not fear!

"Hey! Zhao’s predecessors were so horrible that they could only make the heavens and fears with one eye! The ancient records show that only the third step of the saints can make this kind of means. Is it true that the predecessors of Zhao have touched the bottleneck of the saints!"

He... would be the first saint in the fantasy world!

Some of the two great emperors who secretly observed the whereabouts of Ning Fan, had hidden the gods in the heavens, but this moment, because of the trembling of the heavens, there was a counterattack. The wound of the back is not heavy. But it is also enough to be shocking. I hurriedly took back my mind and dared not to explore again. The fear of Ning Fan in my heart actually rose to an unprecedented height.

Horror, it’s terrible! Zhao's predecessors are absolutely holy! It’s no wonder that I can take over the Emperor’s finger and easily defeat another third-order quasi-san...

From today, it is offending the top ten secrets, offending the dream of sleeping in the big demon, and must not offend Zhao Jian's predecessors!

"Is it already shocked to those emperors?" Ning Fan said in the heart.

Today, he lost the power of the eyeballs. There are still means to make those emperors believe in his ‘terrorist strength’.

In this way, even if he was seen by some immortals, he would only be treated as hidden.

Even if one day exposes the identity of Ning Fan, it will only be recognized, and ‘Ning Fan’ is a fake identity.

As long as the existence of ‘Zhao Jian’ will not be troubled by ‘Ning Fan’, it will be enough!

"In these three days, I will retreat here, I don't want anyone to bother."

Ning Fan seems to be talking to the funeral moon and others. It seems that it is said to those emperors who are far apart.

He must stay here for another three days, with the power of the sacred god, to take away the wild heavens and souls of this place... the soul. It is the carrier of the will tree species. Only by borrowing the power of this earthly soul can Zhao Tinger and other barbarians have the power to leave the wild and get the qualifications for cultivation and longevity!

Pumping the heavens and souls. It is the method of salvation given by Dao Manshan!

There is a soul in the mountains, a soul in the sea, and a soul in everything... This is the world in the eyes of the barbarians.

Spiritualism circulating in the realm of comprehension. It is said that it is a great supernatural power created by the savage repairs that are older than Daomanshan! In this matter, in the scrolls given by Dao Manshan, there are also records of words.

"The Souls, I have not used it for many years. I can't think of it. Soulsing is actually a magical power created by the barbarians..."

Ning Fan found a short mountain, crossed his knees and closed his eyes, so that the body and mind could blend with the world.

"The spirit of the Soul, there are four levels: pumping the soul, pumping the soul of the void, pumping the sun and the moon, the soul of the sky, the soul of the heavens..."

Ning Fan recalled the scene of Taisu’s possession and the battle of the devil. At that time, he used the power of Taisu to draw out six souls, which was even better than the soul of the heavens.

Once, Ning Fan simply thought that the fourth-class spirits were sorted from low to high, and most monks also think so.

Nowadays, it has become a ten-generation sacred god, but Ning Fan has a new understanding of ecstasy.

The soul of the earth may not be weaker than the soul of the void, and the soul of the heavens may not be stronger than the soul of the sun, the moon and the stars.

Sen Luo is shocking the world with a kind of starry spirit, and the power of the starry spirit exerted by him is not necessarily weaker than that of the magical Tao who used to display it...

The soul is not high or low, but the soul hunter itself understands this technique...

If you have a higher understanding of the mountain spirit, you may not be able to let the power of the mountain spirit be stronger than the heavenly soul!

"With my cultivation now, it is still very difficult to extract the soul of heaven, but here is the wild sky, and I... is a god! If I want to smoke the soul of the sky, I dare not follow it! It’s not difficult, but if you want to refine this will tree, you need some preparation time...”

Ning Fan took out the dust tree species, swallowed it and refining it in Dantian. The dust tree contains a will to the Lord of the Lord.

At that time, it was too much to rob the spirit of the Fan family's cultivation qualifications, and counted the Fan family.

Today, only this will, can re-return the qualifications of barbarians!

Ning Fan refines the dust tree species, and uses one heart and two to begin to unblock the stone statues of the seven ancestors, the magic yuan, the vines, and the northern vines.

The latter three are all broken and repaired. With the fall of the ink, the stone statues of the seven ancestors were not smooth.

It seems that the higher the petrochemicals are repaired, the harder it is to remove petrochemicals.

One day later, Ning Fan unblocked the stone statues of Mo Yuanzi and others, and sent three people out of the three-eyed eyes.

He doesn't need the gratitude of the three people, just acting along his own heart.

On the second day, he still did not unblock the seven ancestral stone statues, but barely applied it, but unblocked the storage bags of the seven ancestors.

Seven hundred thousand savage souls in the storage bag were released by Ning Fan and returned to their bodies under his guidance.

Seven hundred thousand barbarians have awakened, and another 300,000 barbarians can no longer wake up...

On the third day, the seven ancestral stone statues could not be completely unsealed, and Ning Fan was not eager to unblock it, because the dust tree species had already been refining.

Let the seven ancestors continue to petrify some days, anyway, it is not an important thing...

Next. It’s ridiculous to take this place!

Ning Fan slowly got up, raised his hand and grabbed it in the middle of the sky. Unpredictable movements, but it seems to hold the entire heaven in your hand!

In the wild, they were busy sealing the emperors of Xianmen. They all looked shocked and looked in the direction of Ning Fan.

In that direction, thirty-six golden criminal mountains hang high in the sky, making the whole road tremble violently, like fear.

The next moment, Ning Fan turned over. From the heavens and the earth, I took away the soul of the heavenly road and held it in the palm of my hand!

Did not integrate the heavenly soul into the body. If you melt the soul, Ning Fan's breath will get a chance to skyrocket. With his current cultivation, if you add the power of the heavenly soul, you can definitely make the breath rise to the second level of the ancient times!

If you understand the soul of the heavens, it will be deeper... This technique is more powerful!

The soul of the heavens that was drawn out, the soul force constantly condensed in Ning Fan's body, and finally, it was turned into an illusory black cat image.

This black cat does not have any repairs, but it can bring the soaring up to the soul!

"Hey..." The black cat seems to be only a female cat. After being taken out by Ning Fan, he was full of pleasing gestures, constantly licking Ning Fan's legs with a small face, just like a pet eager to get the owner's heart. How clever is it?

Is this something that the proud heavenly Taoist soul made? !

So, all the emperors were shocked again.

After repairing them to this step, the soul of the heavens has not been seen, but no one can make the soul of the extraction so obedient and so surrender.

Heaven is different from people. In front of the monks are arrogant gestures, can make the heavens surrender, only saints!

really! Zhao’s predecessors are really going to be sanctified. Otherwise how can you do this kind of thing!

"You are the wilderness of the Fan family?" Ning Fan kicked the black cat with some disapproval, but after the black cat was kicked off, he returned to Ning Fan again and again, and kept on...

It seems that from now on, there will be more cowhide sugar around...

"But... From today, you will follow me, don't have to be in charge of this place, you, can you?"

"Oh..." Responding to Ning Fan's, is a soft, soft voice of the little black cat.

Of course, it is willing to follow Ning Fan, it is the soul of the heavens, and Ning Fan... is the **** of the power of thirty-six mountain punishment!

As long as he is next to Ning Fan, it can use the power of punishment of Ning Fan to cultivate. The soul of Heaven and Tao is born for looting, born for punishment, born for sanctions. They want to enhance their strength and need to attach stronger punishment. The power...Ning Fan is a great choice!

Seeing that the black cat is willing to follow himself, Ning Fan nodded with satisfaction, so there is no need to use the rude means in the Daomanshan scroll.

There are black cats to follow, and in the future, Ning Fan only needs to blend with the black cats, just like the performance of the sacred souls, which can make the repairs instantly skyrocket!

Ning Fan squatted down and photographed the head of the black cat, gestured to appease, and then the black cat was included in the Xuanyin world. ! ! !

All the emperor's feelings are shocking!

The soul of the road, they have seen, many Xiandi can display.

After the soul is drawn, the things that can make the souls surrender, they have also heard that many ancient files have records.

However, after the Soul of Souls has taken away the soul, it is not necessary to return the soul to the original place!

Zhao’s predecessors not only took away the wild soul, but also wrapped the soul of the Tao... so how incredible things he did!

The proud soul of heaven, how can it be like a pet, surrender to any monk!

Even if it is the first holy, you can't do this!

These Xiandi naturally do not know, Ning Fan can do this because of his transcendental status of the ten generations of the gods.

If you reach the ancient barbaric world, he can take away all the mortal souls by his identity, and integrate into the body at any time to obtain a skyrocketing cultivation!

With the soul of the entire ancient barbarian, blessing his own body, Ning Fan is definitely not a saint, and he can definitely fight the saint!

It is a pity that Ning Fan can't go to the ancient barren world at this time, and he can't take the heavenly soul there.

According to his cultivation, if it is not the sky of the barbarian, it will not be able to make the heavenly surrender, even the souls are hard to do...

"Let's go, now I can easily take you away. Say goodbye to your hometown..."

Ning Fan's body shape shook, disappeared from the top of the dwarf mountain, appeared in front of Zhao Bianer and other ordinary people, with a smile.

Today, he can do this!

It’s time to leave the wild and return to the East...

"The master, the master of the great wise, don't rush, you wait for the little bow! The small bow decides, the small bow is not free, the small bow is going to follow you!"

At a great distance, a storage bag with a bulge around the waist of a wretched old man is coming to the ground, not who is the candle.

He worshipped the eyeballs outside the fairy door. One worship was three days. Three days passed. He heard that Ning Fan had to go, and he rushed in.

Hey, follow Ning Fan's benefits, why not follow!

Touching more than twenty storage bags at the waist, the candle bow happily closed his mouth.

It’s a rich man, this time it’s really rich! I can't think of the old things in the ages, I will look at the face of the master, and I will tie myself up, hey, fat sheep come to the door, you can not kill it!

"Oh, with this money, the old man is the rich man at the bottom of the sky. As long as he has money, what kind of little girl can't find it!" The candle bow laughed.

"One hundred! The old man is looking for a hundred empty mothers, washing the feet of the old man, and then looking for a thousand ferry mothers, to the old man... oh..." The candle bow continued to sneer.

"It’s still good for Ningfan’s master! I haven’t made a fortune with the candle from my master’s life. I’ve been shooting and shooting, and I’ve been beaten, oh, the old man used to be a bad person. Fortunately, this life met Ning Fan’s master. I don't know if there is such a chance to make a fortune in the future..."

The candle bow with a good mood seems to have forgotten the death of the eyeball blame...

Ning Fan mouth pumped, he knew that this is the nature of the goods... Look at this sturdy, really want to repair this cargo.

Your eyes are dead for three days, and the first seven have not been good yet! Are you so happy and smiling?

Oh, yes... the jade box that sent me my eyes, I haven’t opened it yet, I’ve been busy with other things, but I’ve forgotten the gift.

Open it... see what's inside...

Ning Fan turned over and took out the jade box and opened it. Suddenly, a wretched sound that was unexpectedly unexpected was passed from the jade box.

"Bad boy! Not to let you open the jade box after twelve hours! How did it take three days to open? You want to kill the old man!"

Hey!

A gray mangling flies out and turns into an illusory eyeball monster, appearing in front of Ning Fan.

"..." Ning Fan mouth pumped again.

Who can tell him why the eyeballs are not dead!

"His grandmother! What is your look! The old man is not dead, you are not happy! You want to curse the old man to die! You have no conscience fairy, you forgot, who rescued you from the calculation of the ink, Who is it..." The eyeballs are strange, but unfortunately they have not finished, they are interrupted by another cry.

"Big brother! You... you are not dead! Is this true!" The candle bow that ran from the run, sobbing with joy.

"Yeah, my second brother, I am not dead, is it a surprise! I know that only you are really sincere to the big brother, only you will cry for the big brother!" Eyes blame tears.

Then, two of the two goods in the eyes of countless barbarians watching the stupid, the tigers hugged together, staged a scene of brotherly love... I really wonder how the eyes and eyes of the hands and feet are hugs.

Ning Fan licked his forehead, crying and laughing...

The eyeballs are not dead, he can't say that he is so happy, but how much is still gratifying.

It’s just that he really wants to know... Why didn’t the eyeballs die, and how did they run out of Xianmen?

Also, the jade box... Is it because the eyeballs have long left behind for killing the ink?

With the wretched personality of this eyeball, it is really hard to imagine that you will not leave behind to kill and kill the ink...

Oh, I was saddened by the death of it for a long time, I can’t think of it... but it’s the same thing... (to be continued...)

Ps: Eyeball blame: (╯‵ □ ') ╯ (┻━┻ Ha ha ha, this uncle is not dead, you can not think of it! This uncle is the best gift!

Ning Fan: I can't guess the ending, I am still too young... I am sad to use the sadness I used!

It seems that some book friends have guessed that the eyes are not dead, it is amazing!

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