Grasping Evil

With Ning Fan repair, if you want to settle which life immortal, the other party can not break free anyway.

The geek was settled, unable to break free, and immediately stunned like a beast, arrogant and angry.

Ning Fan did not pay attention to the screaming of the geek, his body shape, came to the stranger, extended his palm, pressed on the eccentric spirit, and operated the anti-spirit, trying to peep into the memory of the geek.

What surprised him, however, is that this strange person’s knowledge of the sea is black and black, like the ocean of ink gathered together, nothing can be seen clearly.

There is even a drop of black to the extreme ink, suddenly flew out from the eccentric spirits, and went straight to Ningfan Tianling. This change appeared too fast, and the speed of Ning Fan's reaction was somewhat unpredictable. It was changed to the memory of the singer, and it was difficult to avoid the attack of ink!

At a critical juncture, a golden reticle defended itself outside Ningfan, blocking the ink so that it could not be approached.

If you don't hit a single shot, the ink is as smart as it is, and you can't see it at a speed. As for the body of the geek, after the ink is separated from the body, a little bit, such as the ink in the water, gradually fades, gradually disappears from the heavens and the earth, seems to have never existed...

"That ink, what is it..."

Ning Fan's face sinks into the water. If he is not defensive, he will definitely be invaded by the ink, and there will be consequences after that, no one can predict.

The ink is attacking too fast, and fearing that it is among the emperors, few can make a defense. The speed of the ink is far from being unimaginable. It is difficult to catch up with the ink with Ning Fan.

In the endless sky, the endless starry sky, suddenly heard a sound of sound, it seems very close, and seems very far...

Tick, ticking, ticking...

Ning Fan's eyes are slightly congested. When you listen carefully, the sound of the dripping water is extremely strange and can no longer be heard.

Then in the endless void, another voice rang, like a woman who was very far away and very close, whispering to him.

"Little butterfly, don't sleep, wake up..."

"Little butterfly, don't sleep... don't sleep..."

Whose voice is it!

So familiar. Also, such a stranger...

Ning Fan’s eyes suddenly condensed, and he thought about it. This voice, he heard in the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures presented by the ancients.

In the tenth floor of the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures, there is a stone gate that only the sages have the means to push open. There is a voice in Shimen. Said to Ning Fan,

‘I am your key, but you have forgotten me... you don’t know...’

Was it just the voice of the woman who claimed to be the key?

Ning Fan looked a bit stunned. The voice just now, he is very sure, not from the Xuanyin world...

The voice is the voice of the same person, but it seems to be... from another time and space...

It is so far away. But it is as close to the ear; it is close to the feet, but it is like a wake, a sleep. They exist in intertwined time and space, such as day and night, such as participating in business, such as life and death, such as remembering and forgetting, can never see each other...

"This place is extremely weird. First of all, this is a plausible world in the world of four days and nine worlds. There is no one in the city, but there are traces of human existence... and then the weirdo, then the ink, and finally the dripping sound, and The familiar but strange woman voice..."

If Ning Fan thinks thoughtfully, he can't be everything in it. There have been many things that are contrary to common sense, but they are somewhat strange logic...

Ning Fan is as if he is in a dream. Everything here brings his feelings like a dream...

dream…

Only dreams will lead to all kinds of unreasonable things. Only dreams will give people a feeling of being close and distant.

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed in the eye, following this line of thought, but I suddenly understood a lot of things and gradually understood the world.

"It turns out that this painting is in the middle of a world of dreams. From the moment I stepped into this place, although I wake up, it is like a dream. Everything I see is the memory of my memory." However, there are many things outside of my memory. For example, I did not finish the reality in the Jiujie, but I saw the complete Jiujie here. I have never seen the weirdo, but in this dream. I saw him... those are not my memories, nor my own dreams... It seems that this world can not only integrate into my memory, but also integrate into the memory of others to form a complete dream..."

"Before I just thought of Dongtian, it appeared in the East Heaven. If this place is a dream, then there is an explanation..."

"There is a saying among mortals, called Qingming Dream, who can stay awake in dreams and freely control the development of things in dreams... My current state seems to be very similar to this Qingming dream..."

"If this place is really my dream, then I can achieve all my wishes in my dreams. For example, I hope that in this dream, the three bloods of God, demon, and magic will all reach the level of blood robbing!"

This thought has just been born in Ning Fan's heart, and Ning Fan's cultivation has suddenly changed.

The robbery of the blood has not changed, but the ancient demon has been repaired for a moment, from the eighth to the peak of the devil, and in the next moment, continue to break through!

The ancient demon is repaired and returned to the first place! It is comparable to the realm of the first robbery!

"Is this the power of the ancient ancestors..."

Feel the strength of the innumerable times of the body, Ning Fan's eyes slightly shocked.

Of course, he knows that this cultivation is false. If you wake up, all growth will disappear.

This is also true, and there is something incredible here. I can get a chance to realize the rejuvenation of the ancient ancestors, and it will be of great benefit to Ning Fan’s future impact on the bottleneck of the ancient realm!

The ancient gods and the ancient demon's cultivation have also skyrocketed all the way, reaching the realm of eternal catastrophe.

Ning Fan was able to feel the power of the surging body, but could not understand the specific process of cultivation.

In reality, his shackles did not come. In the dream of painting, he also did not experience the ring of the hollow robbing, and he directly possessed the ancient gods and ancient demon s...

"Although this place is a dream, I can imagine my own cultivation, but this fantasy must also have limits... This is the world created by the founding fathers of the Golden Palace. It must also be restricted by its cultivation, and there are limitations..."

Ning Fan tried to improve the cultivation of the four blood vessels, but he could only repair the four lines. They were upgraded to the level of the Emperor of the Nine Robbers. If you want to improve, you can't do it anyway.

"Oh? Ning Xiaoyou only entered the middle of the painting for a while, just seeing the essence of dreams in this painting?"

Outside the painting world, Musong and Xiangzizi have felt the change of the Tao on the giant painting. Although they can't see what Ningfan has done, they can make a guess.

If they expected to be good, Ning Fan has used the characteristics of the dream of the painting world, soaring and repairing, and thus walking in the dream world. Undoubtedly a lot safer.

"It’s really a bad time. When the old man entered the map, he spent a full ten days to see the essence of the painting world. There are still a lot of monks, until they die in the picture, they can’t see this, but this one only uses it. Such a short time..." sighed to the scorpion.

"This painting can be imagined in the middle of the world, and the highest can only reach the peak of nine robbers. With this cultivation, this life is no big problem, but I want to bring out what the old man needs from the painting world. It's not that simple... If you can't blink..." Musong Taoist is expecting, with concern.

Among the four days, there are too few monks who can blink. If you don’t blink, you can’t see what the wood pines need...

"The world I saw. You, can you see..."

Ning Fan uses his dreams to make his cultivation soaring. At this moment, his four bloods are superimposed. Almost burst out of the first-order quasi-sacred combat power!

With his strength at the moment, to use the destroyer shield, it is not simply to defend against the Eight Robbers. It is the attack of the second-order quasi-holy, and Ning Fan also has a lot of confidence to pick up!

"I hope... I have the ninth speed of the golden light in the field!"

Ning Fan stepped into the void, and nine small retreats of pale gold ripples suddenly appeared at his feet. His body suddenly burst out and suddenly went straight in the direction of the previous ink escape.

He still doesn't know what the eyes of Musong need at the moment, but there is a faint hunch. If you catch the ink, you should be able to find some clues.

The ninth death of Jinguang is too fast. This is the speed that Ning Fan has never experienced before. It seems that he can reach any point in Dongtian from his place in one step!

This speed has gone beyond Ninfan's understanding. In reality, he is far from this speed, but here, there is a rare opportunity for experience.

Only one body, Ning Fan crossed the billion-dollar river, blocked in front of the ink that hurriedly fled, and under the slightest point, there will be a first-order quasi-holy level of force, and the ink will be directly placed in the starry sky. in.

"Yangshuo..."

On top of the ink, a blunt sound suddenly came out, and then a temperature of near horror erupted, and the heavenly technique that bound it was directly burned into the air.

That is the power of the extreme yang. That little ink, there is a horrible positive force that is enough to burn the first order.

"A strong positive force, this is the power of the source of the sun!"

The heat wave from the face of the face made the appearance of Ning Fan a time.

He has already heard from the Musong Taoist people what the source of the Tao is. He also knows that the two instruments and squares he has seized are a treasure that contains the power of the source of yin and yang.

What Ning Fan didn't know was that the Musong Taoist had created two instruments and four squares in the first place, in order to suppress the power of the yin and yang of the map of Jintianhei. Unfortunately, the repair of the second order of the Musong was added. The power of the two instruments and four squares, every time you enter the picture, you still have to be seriously injured, you can only barely save your life...

In his life, Musong entered the painting world of the second picture seven times, and each time he was hit by a fierce object in the picture.

He has 7 chances to bring his eyes out of the painting world, but only once, and he succeeded.

Compared with Musong, Sen Luo was much more fortunate. He only entered the second picture once, and he succeeded in bringing out an eyeball, which made Mu Song owe him a cause and effect.

It is precisely because this picture is extremely dangerous, Musong is not willing to personally enter the map. He has entered this picture too many times. Once he enters this picture, he will be aware of the fierce object... He can only ask people to do it, please Must also be someone who has not entered the map...

"I still have some concerns about the safety of Ning Xiaoyou. If the two fierce things awaken..." and the fierce things, the look of the blind man is unprecedentedly dignified.

"Don't worry, the average person enters, the two fierce things will not wake up, they are very costly to wake up, unless they smell the smell of the quarrel, they will never attack the people... and even if the accident happens, the fierce When things awaken, you and I have already prepared, can combine the power of two people, and force Ning Xiaoyou out of the painting world... If the fierce things are not awake, on the ordinary road, after the soaring of Ning Xiaoyou With the sword skills that are enough to break the source of the road, it is enough to cross the painting world!" Musong Taoist said.

The only thing he worried about was that Ning Fan could not open his eyes in the end, but he did not worry that Ning Fan would be in danger.

The ink seems to be irritated by Ning Fan's Tiantian technique, and the Yang Yang is getting more and more prosperous. The starry sky is actually ignited by the Yang Li and burned.

Ning Fan is the place to stand. It has become a place where the Yangli gathers, and the void space is actually a liquid that melts into red! If he is not tempered at this moment, if he does not possess the Shield of the Shield, he will definitely burn directly to the fly ash under this positive force!

"Yin Yinfeng days, town!"

Without any hesitation, Ning Fan bends to the front point, and suddenly there is an extremely fierce Baoguang shot, and the starry sky is shocked.

This print is the two instruments and squares that were taken from Wu Lao Ba!

Take Ning Fan at this moment. The first change of this print was spurred, and there were four phoenixes that were chilled and eroded.

Ning Fan’s half-starry sky suddenly fell like a dragon in the winter, giving birth to endless chills. Block the positive force of the ink. The half of the starry sky is extremely yang, and the half of the starry sky is extremely cloudy. The two begin to cancel each other out, making the sky and the sun force weaken. The power has weakened by 50%.

Ning Fan then turned his hand and called out the sword and reminded the sword of the sword. It is a glimpse of the front.

With his understanding of the martyrdom of the martyrdom, if there is no two-way four-sided printing, it is difficult to cut off such a terrible positive force.

Fortunately, he cultivated for skyrocketing, this sword, but also the power is not bad, directly open the front of the densely intertwined Yang Zhiyuan source!

The power of the sun-way source around it has been weakened by the two instruments, and it can still bear the sword of Ning Fan. It suddenly collapses like a mountain, and the half of the sky where the ink is located is actually in a moment of collapse. Among them.

"The enemy is not..."

The ink seems to be afraid of Ning Fan, no longer in love, but under the sway, it disappears directly from the collapsed starry sky.

The surrounding momentum gradually subsided, and Ning Fan put away the Baoyin and Daojian swords, tried to spread the mind and search for the whereabouts of the ink, but it was in vain.

That ink, like a dream in the air, is gone...

What is even more troublesome is that Ning Fan’s surrounding essence began to change, and he gradually changed back to the scenery of Haining’s home.

Standing in the city pool of Haining's home, Ning Fan's eyes had a moment of gloom.

His cultivation is back to the level that has just entered the middle of the painting.

His memory seems to be part of it, and it was erased by the students. I don’t remember that I just had a fight with that weird ink...

His memory seems to have returned to the moment he just entered the middle of the painting...

"Here is... Haining Ningjia!" Ning Fan's eyes are slightly congested.

"I obviously stepped into the world of painting, but why, it will appear here... The pictures here are all illusions..."

Ning Fan has a weird feeling, always feel that, in the same words, he seems to have said that the same scene, he seems to have seen it...

Why is there such a strange idea?

can not recall…

When he started to enter the middle of the painting, he searched here, and what he saw was naturally empty and empty...

Then he began to explore other lower bounds, and then appeared in Dongtian, then met the weirdo, and then saw the weird ink, and then... heard the sound of dripping, and the incomparably strange and strange woman sound.

"Little butterfly, don't sleep, wake up..."

"Little butterfly, don't sleep... don't sleep..."

Why, let me not let me sleep...

Ning Fan’s eyes hanged in time, and then there was a moment of sorrow, and there was always a feeling of discomfort in his heart, but he could not find the source of the discomfort.

So, for the second time, he discovered the mystery of this dream, the improvement of cultivation, the second pursuit of ink, and the second time he repelled...

Then, the third time I forgot everything, appeared in Haining Ningjia...

So, repeating...

At this moment, Ning Fan, who is trapped in the middle of the painting, still does not know that there are 3,000 layers in the middle of the painting. In the deepest part of the 3,000-story, there are a huge skeleton in the numerous voids, and the skeleton is covered with gold. Standing straight, still maintaining the posture of anger before death.

Around the giant's cheekbones, there are two beams of light. On both sides of the column, there are countless chains, each locked with a giant star-shaped squid, black and white, all sleeping in closed eyes.

Around the two giant pythons, there are still many white or black ink dots swimming...

"The king of Kailu, there are outside monks and monks..." A white spot suddenly swam to the giant python, and reported it.

"Is there another outside monk coming in? What is the repair?" The white giant eyelids were too lazy to squat, a look of indifference, the black giant scorpion slightly opened his eyes and asked a slyly.

"When you return to the king, the monk seems to be only a repair from the ages..."

"Eternal robbing? 蝼 尔 尔. This person's god, most of them have no taste, you have to eat it yourself! Do not disturb the king to sleep again!" The black giant snorted, and closed his eyes impatiently.

Seeing the words, the little white point that I want to continue to report, I have no choice but to close my mouth.

It was originally intended to report to the king. This time, the monks who entered this place could not be underestimated.

If the monk can't get out of the infinite reincarnation of the dream world, most of them have already caught up with this, killing it...

Well, since the kings are too lazy to pay attention to this repair, they can only be dealt with by these subordinates... (to be continued.)

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