Grasping Evil

It’s a pity that the hollow robbery was too ethereal. Afterwards, Ren Ningfan recalled it hundreds of times, and it was difficult to find the sense of robbery.

And his thinking was quickly interrupted by the voice of the second son-in-law. It’s very noisy, but it’s not annoying, but it’s a touch of warmth...

"Little butterfly, I am hungry, I have been sleeping for a long time, I haven't eaten yet..." Mu Weiliang sells Meng.

"Master, I am also hungry... Can you let us two out of bounds for food..." Purple glass is poor.

Ning Fan heard the words, and couldn't help but think of the past in the **** world of the Beidou.

During those days, these two little gimmicks often teamed up to hunt for the second step of the beast, and they were known for their food. It seemed that they had left the murder of ‘紫金煞煞’...

Is it a unique hobby?

Unfortunately, I haven’t left the wild flash channel yet. Even if I put two little girls out, I’m afraid there is no place to forage.

"You don't leave the Xuanyin world for the time being. I have a million years of elixir left here. You should take it first. Oh, yes, your ferry has been ruined. I have helped you temporarily. I want you to realize it." At that time, it will lead to the robbery."

Ning Fan pointed to a point, a million years of elixir suddenly like a hill, piled up in front of the two women, these are the homes he seized in the wild robbery.

The second woman is a flesh-and-blood horror. One is from the birth. Nowadays, it is not difficult to directly refine and refine the million-year-old elixir.

"Little butterfly, you are so kind, love you the most!"

Mu Weiliang holds Ning Fan, and he kisses him and then goes with the purple glass. With a lot of elixir, there was no trace between the blink of an eye.

Ning Fan touched the wet place on his face and was faint. Actually, there is a sense of inner fluctuations...

Sure enough, my own house is hollow, related to the cool...

The butterfly and the coolness are caused by the predecessor, the cause and effect are deep, but the afterlife is still entangled together... Perhaps it is for this reason, my heart is robbed. Will it be related to the coolness...

Cool...slow...

Ning Fan closes his eyes, his mind seems to be playing back, and the memories of the butterfly's wings are reappearing.

Those monks who squat and roar and die in the ancient heavens. On that day, the gate of the court, the unstoppable palm of the emperor, and... at the expense of the gray smoke, destroyed the butterfly of the palm of your hand!

Ning Fan's surroundings. The vision of the true river and the bridge began to appear. He clearly stood on the bridge of the first river, but the reflection under the river was broken and could not be completed...

That reflection, vaguely a butterfly that lives in heaven, does not seem to be...

If the reflection is no longer broken, but becomes complete, Ning Fan has confidence and breaks through the bottleneck!

How is it going? In order to lead the robbery; how can we make those broken reflections complete...

After a long time. The vision disappeared, and Ning Fan unfortunately opened his eyes. Sure enough, he still couldn’t lead to a robbery...

Then, let's put aside the things that are robbed.

"The eyeball blame gave me two innate magic weapons. The names of these two magic weapons are too ugly and must be re-named..."

Ning Fan pointed a little, under the red mans flash, suddenly there are two magic weapons, appearing in the sky, all of which spread the vast innate power.

One piece is the congenital stone archway named [Small Archway], and the other is the anti-Tianjin bottle named [Little Green Bottle].

The former can gather the eight spirits, the latter can make the candle bow bow spirit have the possibility of advanced congenital... not the attack defense magic weapon, but it is very practical.

"This archway can gather the eight spirits, and it will be renamed [Ji Ling Men]. Then it will be used as the gateway to the eastern boundary of Xuanyin, and the aura of the heavens and the earth will help the practitioners to cultivate!"

Ning Fan pointed to a point, Ju Lingmen immediately turned into a high-end Xianmen, falling from the sky, the town gathered in the place of the furnace.

In the meantime, the Eight Ark spirits have come together to come here. The 100,000 Ding furnace is meditating here, and the cultivation speed will be increased ten times!

Of course, the faster the tripod repair is, the better the Ningfan with the mother relic can get more benefits.

"This green bottle seems to be able to gather the power of the five elements, and help the spirit to upgrade the grade, it will be renamed [five bottles]. Well, this thing will be given to those little girls to play..."

Ning Fan flipped out a sword bag and untied it. When the time was up, there were five loud noises.

"Xiao Fanfan, I haven't seen you for a long time, my older sister miss you!"

"The second sister realized a sword-sword skill, weak and common, and seek to learn!"

"Hey, I’m bullying me, Xiaofanfan is helping the three sisters to revenge!"

"I didn't bully the water! It's dry!"

"No... no... not me..."

Well, I just walked the two noisy gimmicks, purple glazed, this is another five...

Five swordsmen and small hoes flew out of the sword bag, and they quarreled. When they were tired, Ning Fan was slow to introduce the effect of the five-row bottle.

I heard that these five bottles can help them improve their sword spirit. The five little gimmicks are not noisy. After rolling the five-row bottle, they ran in the Xuanyin world...

It should be borrowed from the five elements of the bottle to practice it... The ear roots are restored to the clean of Ning Fan, and laughed.

It is a pity that the sword spirit is an instrumental spirit, and it is impossible to plant a child relic. Otherwise, it can make the strength of the five small hoes grow.

However, there are five bottles in the bottle, these few little hoes can not be advanced to the innate spirit, and most of them can not run the innate level.

Nothing can be weaker than the original candle bow...

Speaking of it, after the candle bow is missing, I don’t know how to deal with this congenital purple gourd...

For Ning Fan, who has the instrument of heaven, the innate magic weapon is no longer a rare thing. Whether or not to use this gourd to refine the innate magic weapon is not important at all.

Stop, let the purple gourd stay, let's say it will come in handy in the future.

After doing all this, Ning Fanfu and his internal vision from Dan Tian. The crack on the sacred shield is too embarrassing. It’s not easy to take a fake fairy.

Ning Fan is somewhat helpless, his level of refining is slag, and he can repair the open space without confidence...

It is a pity that the eyeballs go too early, otherwise, with his level of refining, most of them have the means to repair the shield.

For the present, only return to the East. Then try to repair the destroyer shield.

Hey, hey, hey...

A strange heartbeat. Suddenly came from the western boundary of Xuanyin, where is the direction of Dongfu in Ningfan!

The heartbeat is melted between the mountains and the sea, and no one can hear it. Only the savage can be heard!

"This heartbeat is... seven ancestors!"

Ning Fan swayed and came to the west of Dongfu, looking coldly at the statue of the seven ancestors in front of him.

The seven ancestral stone statues are constantly transmitting heartbeat, and the voice is getting stronger and stronger. I heard it in the savage repair, it was like thunder.

As the heartbeat sounded, the body of the seven ancestors actually relieved petrification!

It is also a few breaths of effort. The seven ancestors completely lifted the petrochemical status and returned to normal!

"I don't think that the nine generations of the gods will die, and they are miscalculated. Fortunately, the old man is ready..."

The seven ancestors gradually recovered their focal length. This is noticed. This place is not the highest level of the Nine Heavens, but a strange cave house.

In front of him, stood a strange and familiar white youth.

"Well? Do you have a familiar eye, did the old man see you?"

The seven ancestors smiled and looked at Ning Fan, but the heart was secretly vigilant. Ning Fan’s gas field was a bit strange. It is only a realm of crossing the true peak, but it gives him an extremely dangerous feeling...

At this moment, Ning Fan has taken off the ghost face. The seven ancestors did not know, Ning Fan is the mysterious strongman who destroyed the stone door.

Very familiar. Very familiar... Although the old man has been separated from the deity for countless years, this face must have been seen.

Where is it? Right, it is there!

"You are a butterfly flying from the wild! It is the lord of the sword master! It is the laughing stock of the ancient fairyland! The old man has seen you in the six reincarnations!"

"Fun! Fun! You are the butterfly that ruins the palm of your hand. This world should be called Ning Fancai. This is not recorded in the six rounds of reincarnation, but the old man’s performance on the causal board."

"Weird, according to the old man's deduction, you have a decisive life, if there is no accident, it should make you the best feed for the fifth piece, and I don't know how the deity does things, but let you live, can you say, Is there a change in the plan? Unfortunately, the old man has been separated from the deity for many years, but he can't understand the details..."

The seven ancestors frowned slightly, and he naturally did not know that Ning Fan had self-contaminated and escaping, and had evaded his deity - the calculation of the Emperor.

He also did not know that the commander was dead and died in the hands of Ning Fan. The plan for the move is more than a bit of a change...

He didn't even know that today's Ning Fan is no longer the same as it was, and the results of his deduction were very different.

"Your breath is very weird, but you can't scare the old man. Since you met here, you will take it away, bring it back to Nantian, feed the fifth piece directly, and think it is a good feed!"

When the seven ancestors rolled their hands, they suddenly had seven colorful lights flying out of their sleeves and rushed directly to the door of Ningfan.

These seven rays are silent, but they have the power of silence, which is enough to make the vast majority of the zero robes respect the creation!

In the eyes of the seven ancestors, it is not difficult to win a feed in such a district with such a supernatural power.

However, he obviously underestimated the strength of Ning Fan!

"You have a lot of words, but I am very interested in some of the things you said."

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly dignified, and he raised his hand to the seven rays of light, and it was an understatement that shattered seven rays.

Can do this... only repaired to reach the first annihilation of the ancients!

The seven ancestors suddenly changed their face, knowing that they underestimated the strength of Ning Fan, and they used their hands to sneak up.

Ning Fan did not give the seven ancestors the opportunity to use the magical powers, and directly released the punishment of the thirty-six mountains. The golden pressure was like the real thing, and the seven ancestors, like dead dogs, were pressed to the ground and moved. No, cold sweat!

"The horrible punishment of the punishment! Impossible! You are not a god, how can there be a penalty... You are the newly born ten generations of the gods!"

The seven ancestors seemed to understand something in an instant, and suddenly they were horrified, more frightened than when they saw the ink.

How can it be! A feed in the district will become a ten-generation sacred god, which is too different from his own deduction, and even does not match the deduction of the six reincarnations!

Although there are ancient rumors, the monks who can be obeyed can revert to the number of reincarnations, and give birth to a few variables... But the variables that Ning Fan gave birth to in the reincarnation are too big!

Those who can make such a big change in the cycle, if they come out against the wheel, they must be the Emperor of the World... This is the fourth step!

Own... I have regarded such a qualified repair as a feed!

"Abandoned ancient... Sword Lord... Applause... Six reincarnations... The fifth piece... You know the secret, it seems a lot." Ning Fan's eyes are cold. He has never been a kindhearted person. The seven ancestors dare to take action on their own, they have to bear the consequences!

collapse!

Ning Fan read out a word, the body of the seven ancestors suddenly in the golden light. A little bit of a crash!

At the beginning, the Yin and the ink of the three criminal mountains in the district, the seven ancestors had no resistance.

At this moment, Ning Fan has been suppressing and suppressing by thirty-six mountains. The seven ancestors are like ants, and they can raise their hands and die!

"It’s terrible! The punishment of this son’s penalties is that the barbarians can also suppress. The old man is not his opponent, he must escape!”

The seven ancestors struggled and wanted to make a trace of the soul escape. But it was only in vain. It was raised by Ning Fan and directly searched for the soul.

The memory of the Seven ancestors is too fragmented, with ordinary soul search. It is impossible to read those broken memories at all.

Ning Fanfu used the reverse spirit of the true dragon family. Suddenly, I found some complete parts from the broken memories of the Seven ancestors.

‘I am the seven ancestors of Fan’s family...Famous Fan Mokong...was abandoned by the robbery...to kill the encirclement...the cause of the beast...

'舍蛮族修为...Reinventing the eternal god... It is for the sake of the Emperor of the Emperor... Calculating the sect of the sages of the sages... The fifth piece of the squad... The full battle can match the third-order sacred... After entering the dream world... Looking for opportunities Revenge on the robbery family...'

‘This body is now the second god... staying wild... If there is a chance... then win the nine generations of sacred gods and inks... merge into the ancient sacred tomb... find the sixth piece...’

Among the bits and pieces of memory, only these can be seen clearly.

Hey!

Ning Fan’s eyes are cold, and the souls of the seven ancestors are directly broken, killing and punishment!

Although the memory of the Seven ancestors was very broken, Ning Fan still got a lot of information from it.

For example, the purpose of the seven ancestors to find Yin ink is for the sixth piece of the ancient barb.

for example. The seven ancestors counted the disciples of the saints and got the fifth piece.

Let Ning Fan move the message of killing the heart. It is the true identity of the seven ancestors, for the second **** of the Emperor!

Palm, it is a luck!

First, the commander, and then the seven ancestors, can not think of the luck of the wild has so many arrangements, but unfortunately, these two people are still in their hands!

The fifth fragment...the sixth fragment...the fragments mentioned in the memory of the seven ancestors are not the fragments of the destroyer!

Is it in the hands of the Emperor of the Emperor, there is also a piece of debris!

In the memory of the Seven ancestors, it seems that I mentioned the full battle of the game, and I can match the third-order quasi-san...

This seems to be the memory of countless years... In that year, did this power have this power? But why is it revealed that the cultivation in front of the world is only the realm of the Emperor... Is it deliberately concealing the cultivation, or is it another mystery...

Ning Fan took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his inner excitement. I thought that after possessing the sacred shield, I could compete with the palm of my hand. Now it seems that it is still inadequate.

There must be a battle between him and his luck, but not now. Unexpectedly, I was able to accidentally learn so many things from the memory of the Seven ancestors...

As a result, his understanding of the game has deepened a lot.

It’s just a pity that it’s within the minds of the seven ancestors. The memories of the ancients, the sword masters, and the butterflies are all broken and cannot be seen clearly.

The seven ancestors seem to know a lot of ancient things, but unfortunately, they can't understand those things from their memories.

"Hands..."

Ning Fan raised his hand and wiped out the line of cause and effect left behind in the cave house after killing the seven ancestors.

In the past, he could not do this. Today, he can do it by the power of the gods.

"The second **** is still dead? Can't count the result, is it killed by Yin Mo... But who is killing the ink, who is it... can't count..."

In addition to the endless distance, Nantianxianjie, the palm of the fairy palace.

The Emperor of the Emperor, who was in the process of retreating and healing, suddenly frowned and immediately dismissed.

If you can't count it, you can't count it, the commander is dead, the second **** is dead, and all his plots have been lost...

I hope that the last attempt will not fail... the number of lives of the seven generations of the emperor, and 1872...

The day when the seven generations killed the emperor, it was the time when the culprit sent troops. In that battle, I was looking forward to...

The palm of the hand smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and at the same time the entire palm of the fairy palace, began a closed palace in 1872, hidden from the starry sky...

There is no time for comprehension, and there is a lot of chaos in the wild. It has been two years since the blink of an eye.

Two years ago, Ning Fan and his entourage left the wild and entered the wild flash channel.

Subsequently. The monks and demon monks headed by the wonderful words have also left the wilderness.

And a group of emperors, after some efforts. Successfully sealed the ancient fairy door. In the end, Xianmen was taken away by the Emperor of Heaven, and the Yaozu did not have a dispute.

No one outsider knows what agreement has been reached between the people and the demon.

The wild land that once served as the battlefield of the two races was completely abandoned and connected to the wild passages. Also closed down...

As early as the return of the emperors, the wild news has been passed back to their respective sects, shocking four days, the demon days of countless monks!

Two years passed. When I first entered the wild monk, I have returned to the land for four days and demon. However, the sensation caused by this robbery has not subsided!

Rumors, this big mess. The decline of low-ranking monks is countless. There are 19 more emperors, who have fallen into the robbery!

It is rumored that there have been two third-order quasi-sacred appearances in the wild, and they have a shocking confrontation... The specific situation is rarely known.

It is rumored that the true dragon family is dumping the power of the whole family. It takes 700 thousand years to unblock a certain thing... Four ancestors also sent a lot of strong people. Go to the real dragon family and help the real dragons to complete the unblocking...

Also rumored. The Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of the Real Dragon had ordered the Mazu clan at the same time, and the people and demons had a truce for seven thousand years...

There is even more eccentric rumor, circulating in the circle above the broken mind...

After the return of their respective clan, many monks and quasi-sacred people, including the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of the Dragon, began to set up the air transport tower.

The gas transmission tower is an ancient building. The construction process is extremely complicated and it is difficult to build without a hundred years of effort.

There is only one role, that is, to operate part of the gas as a sacrifice, and sacrifice it to the monk who is dedicated to the tower!

Who has such a big face, can make so many Xiandi build a gas transport tower, abandon their own body and air to worship!

Many forces sent people to inquire, but they could not find any news about the matter. All the insiders were given a password and could not disclose it!

Only a handful of eccentrics above the Emperor, spent a lot of effort, and inquired about the facts, but afterwards they sneaked into their mouths and did not mention the matter.

Dongtian, chaos magic star, Qianqiuzong.

Qianqiuzong is a legendary sect, with two generations of people.

The first one is the first ancestor of Qianqiuzong, the ancestor of the ancestors, who used to repair the gods in the later period, sweeping through all the sorrows of the sorcerer...

The second person of the world is still known as the ancestor of the ages, but it is stronger and more overbearing than the first ancestor.

This person seems to descend from the sky, directly descending into the Qianzong sect, sweeping the magical star field with his own power, and escaped from the hands of the ancestral ancestral ancestor, and then kills the hundred celestial, the devil's name, and then defeats the east. The younger generation became a disciple of the Millennium Palace.

After that, this person is constantly rising, breaking through the second step of repairing, and even more than the battle of the gods of the tomb, the sacred seal of the rain!

It is rumored that this person is a disciple of the ancient emperor, with a background to let the secret family retreat!

It is rumored that this person has disappeared for a hundred years, some people suspect that he is dead, and some people suspect that he is retreating to repair the realm.

This person, named Ning Fan! Maybe not famous in the other three days, but in Dongtian, it has already made a big name!

Nowadays, there are a lot of foreigners who are woven, and there is still a little bit of the atmosphere of the Mozong!

Most of the monks who came here came to visit the old residence of the Rain Emperor, with admiration. Most of them are the first step monks, and there are also a few second steps.

In this world, there are absolutely not many people who can continue to rise in the status of dispersal and set the name of Xianjun! Ning Fan is one of the best, worthy of the admiration of many low-ranking monks!

"Take a go, take a look, don't miss it. This stone cave was the retreat of the rainy fairy in the past. It is said that there is still a feeling of Xianjun in it, only those who have a chance can get it..."

A thousand autumn masters stood outside a low stone cave, collecting money while sipping, and suddenly there were countless monks smashing their heads and paying money into the cave.

"It's the iron, or the magic sword! This sword is the sword of the rain, killing the sword of the demons, blooding countless times, touch once, one hundred crystals!"

A demon repaired a wrought iron epee and shouted, and suddenly there were many monks to touch the ‘magic sword’.

"The palace is densely packed, the magical road collection! The rain fairy is a chaotic ancient descendant, and nature has a magical charm. It is said that he once had a 'gun' horse and entered the female demon sect. , that fragrant, oh... This secret volume details the fairy tales with an enemy style, with 3,000 illustrations, only sells five hundred crystals, want to buy as soon as possible!"

Another magic repaired a scorpion, suddenly caused a lot of wretched male interest.

Within the hall of the Qianqiuzong, several Qianlong elders tasted the spiritual tea and smiled.

Since they took Ninfan’s hoes and made money, almost every day hundreds of monks came to visit Qianqiuzong.

Every day, there are a lot of Dajingjing accounted for it. With such financial support, Qian Qiuzong has improved a lot of both the elders and the disciples.

"It’s so good, I thought that I was just a foreigner disciple of Qianqiuzong. I was not hoped to be able to get out of the task, but I was lucky enough to escape the robbery. I lost my ancestral hall, and I was distracted, miserable, past. I can't bear to look back..." A Qianqizong elder shouted.

"Fortunately, the rainy fairy sings up, and I have the opportunity to make a fortune. With huge financial resources, it is a step by step to tie the knot and kill the baby. Hey, although I did not go to the town, but pulled out the rain. The banner of Xianjun, even if it is a few immortals, must be polite to us..."

With this in mind, several elders have some eyebrows and dances.

At this time, in the sky above Qianqiuzong, suddenly there was a loud bang, like a thunder.

In the next moment, a red awn is like a crack, appearing in the center of countless bangs, the red awning split, directly smashing the void, and then there is a dark red spirit boat, out of it.

At the bow of the Lingzhou, stood a young man in white, looking at the familiar East Starry sky, smiling.

"Come back..." (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!