Grasping Evil

The 12th dream back to Haining Ningjia...

The 24th dream back to Haining Ningjia...

The 36th dream back...

The 48th dream back...

Ning Fan is like being in a dream, but he can't go out anyway, returning to Haining Ningcheng again and again.

"Is it my illusion? I always feel that I have experienced this kind of picture many times..."

The 49th dream back, Ning Fan appeared again in Haining Ningjia, frowning deep lock.

He looked up for the first time and looked at the sky. The sky is gray, the gray below, seems to hide something, peek at yourself. He made his eyes cover the heavens and the green, but he could not see anything under the sky.

"I always feel that there is a gaze hidden under the gray sky... is it an illusion..."

In fact, above the gray sky, there is indeed a hidden gaze. Seeing Ning Fan looking up at the sky, it is slightly strange.

"This place is the first floor of the 3,000 paintings. For this reason, the 49th round of sleep on this floor is back... In the 49th round, he finally noticed my gaze... Unfortunately, this person can’t blink, he has never seen it. In the real world, I can’t see my rumors, and I can’t walk out of here and endless dreams. I can only sleep here...”

"If you don't blink, you don't want to be holy. Most of the two kings won't shoot. The trouble is that this person's partiality ≤ can see the mystery of this dream, which can make the cultivation become a skyrocketing, more powerful means of rivalry. So, the strength of my fourth place among the Taoist people is that he is the enemy. But the aid has not yet arrived..."

The 50th dream back, the 51st, the 52nd... the 60th.

Ning Fan once again came to Dongtian, once again forced back the black ink point, once again... heard the voice of the woman who recalled it.

Little butterfly, don't sleep, wake up.

Don't sleep, don't sleep...

Ning Fan's brow is very deep. I always feel that this voice is not the first time I heard it, but listened to it many times...

"The feelings given to me here are very weird, as if I have been doing the same thing repeatedly, like the point stuck on the circle. After walking round and round, I can never get out of this circle..."

"Five senses can deceive people, memories can also deceive people, only cause and effect, can not deceive people ... others can not see the cause and effect, with the eyes of my heaven and earth, but can see very clearly..."

Ning Fan explores his hand and grabs the endless starry sky. There are dozens of causal lines. Appeared.

These lines of cause and effect are connected to his body on one side, and on the other side, like a deep space in the void, I don’t know where to go.

This is the cause and effect between Ning Fan and the ink, a total of 60 lines of cause and effect!

"This child, what are you doing..." hides the gaze between heaven and earth. I am puzzled, it does not see cause and effect. I don't understand Ning Fan's grasp of what I caught.

Ning Fan is a gaze, and has determined the guess.

"60 causal lines...that is, I have been fighting 60 times with that weird ink. Sure enough, I am not experiencing this for the first time. I am repeating this matter!"

"This painting world is really terrible. It has allowed me to repeat 60 dreams, but I don't know it. Fortunately, I can see the cause and effect, along with cause and effect, I will be able to return from this endless dream... Come out!"

Ning Fan raised his right hand. Five fingers and one press in the direction of the causal line connection, suddenly there is a vast force, suddenly in the direction of the town.

At the moment, Ning Fan’s vain repairs, at the moment, suddenly made the void in front of him, tearing away from it, and a drop of black ink, and a sullen sigh, falling out of the void crack.

"Impossible, you haven't blinked, why can you find my hiding place!" The ink is hard to find.

Ning Fan will never answer the question of ink, and if he does not say anything, he will directly sing the two instruments and the four sides, and squat down to the ink.

At a glance, the ink snorted, and did not retreat in the sky, but was under the trauma, showing the truth.

The essence of this ink is a ten-footed white pheasant, and that drop of ink is the white eyes!

"Is it not... Musong's predecessors let me take it, it is the eye of this squid..." Ning Fan gaze slightly, secretly guessing.

"The repairs from outside the district, dare to pretend to be the golden gates of the palace, sneak into the painting world, sin the eyes first, look at the ink, and then smash the gods, feed me a path! With my power, if not Helping you, it is not easy to kill you. In this way, you can only use the life of the gold scorpion, and the fourth scorpion of the squad will make it to the left, and kill the repair!"

The white pheasant was smashed out of the original by Ning Fan, and when he was furious, it was actually a golden light from the mouth. Under the golden light, it was an old and broken paper.

The four corners of the paper are painted with the runes of the ancient Austrian, and the center is written with cinnabar.

"This is..." Ning Fan's eyes condensed, and it was from this broken spell that he felt a very dangerous feeling.

And this word seems to be... very familiar...

"Take me the fourth commandment of the public, call the right of the golden sign, seal this repair!"

The white cockroach spit out a golden light again. This time, under the golden light is still an ancient paper, but this time the paper is written...

Together, it is sealed!

"This is...a force similar to Feng Tianxian!"

Ning Fan’s sense of crisis is even heavier. Among the two notes, there is clearly the power that is no less than Feng Tianxian!

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The two papers in front of me are as good as the seals of Feng Tianxian.

"seal!"

The white crickets sighed coldly, and the two papers suddenly merged into one. When the time was long, there was a red light shining on the starry sky. Where the red radiance passed, the avenues of the heavens were sealed, and the road was actually solidified. In general, a layer of vermilion ice is produced, which freezes the avenue.

The radiance came all the way, and when it was near Ning Fan Baizhang, it suddenly turned into a big net that could cover the starry sky, and sealed all the retreats of Ning Fan and suddenly covered it.

Ning Fan spurred the two instruments and the four sides to invade the big net, this print is a congenital magic weapon, the sound is shocking, one prints, the heavens and the earth move, the power of a glimpse. Can make the starry sky tremble. Although the sound of this attack is large, but on the Internet, it is like a fist on the cotton. It is impossible to break the law and prevent the net from coming. It is dyed with a layer of vermilion.

Then on the treasure. There was a red and **** word, and the power of the Tao in the print was actually sealed at this moment, and then it was impossible to exert its power.

"I am a golden symbol of the palace, can seal everything in the world, especially good at restraining all kinds of magic weapons. World Avenue, has always been a thing to drop a thing, this son's innate treasure is not weak, actually close to the innate The grade of the product. Unfortunately, the gold medal of the previous life will be restrained, but only the restraint of this kind of end!"

Seeing that the two instruments and four squares even blocked the big net, they couldn't do it. Ning Fan looked even more dignified. Without saying anything, he directly spurred the power of destroying the shield. In the outside world, the shadow of the golden flame of the **** of destruction was revealed.

At this moment, the four series of repairs have all risen to the peak of the nine robbers, and the four forces overlap. Can play the strength of the first-order quasi-sacred, so as to use the destruction of the shield. The illusion of the **** of destruction is naturally very powerful.

But see the giant of the gods holding the shield left, bowing down the body slightly, immediately under a slap, immediately like a cannonball, colliding toward the front, where it passed. The road is broken.

In the eyes of Bai Yan, disdain is even worse. He can vaguely see that Ning Fan borrowed the power of a certain magic weapon to illusion the giant body of the protector in vitro. What is the power of the magic weapon... Oh, the golden symbol of the Golden Palace. Gram is the magic weapon of the heavens, the magic weapon of this son will be sealed by the golden seal!

However, the development of the matter is completely out of the expectations of the day.

But when I heard a loud bang, a loud bang came, and the big red net that was enough to cover the sky was directly smashed by Ning Fan from a big hole. On the hole, there was a golden flame burning.

This net can easily seal the attack of the two instruments and squares, but it can't seal the impact of the destroyer!

Ning Fan continued to manipulate the giants of the gods to smash, only a few breaths, they will be broken and broken, and turned into a little bit of cinnabar dissipated...

The big net broke, the original paper together, under the shock, separated from it, the aura was bleak a lot, it seems that because Ning Fan broke the attack, and suffered a bit of reflexion.

The white scorpion and the sacred sacred life are repaired, and the counterattacks are heavier!

The golden plaque of the Golden Palace is a true life-related repair. If it is a loss, the monk itself will be hit hard. Because this character is about life, it can't be used casually. It has not been used before the day. If it is too difficult to deal with, it is absolutely unwilling to use this character.

Because of this damage, the breath of the day is actually directly weakened by one-third, and the look is even more shocking.

"Impossible! How can the magical symbol of the magic weapon be broken by the magic weapon of this son! This is the gradual change of the tenth-level emperor's soul, and the grade of the golden symbol is reached. The quality of the congenital middle-class goods, under restraint, is the innate magic weapon for the upper-class products, but also has great advantages, even if it is not, it will not be so defeated! The magic weapon used by this child is clearly a magic weapon. Attack is not an advantage, how can it face the seal of the gold mark?"

"Is it true that this sub-use is actually the best innate magic weapon that the sage is qualified to use!"

At the thought of this possibility, the white-eyed look was ugly.

On the cultivation of Ning Fan, Ning Fan has increased his cultivation and can exert the strength of the first-order quasi-holy. However, it has been weakened by the magic weapon, and it has been weakened by one-third. Compared with Ning Fan, the cultivation has already fallen!

On Shentong, what he is good at is to use the power of the Yangdao source to attack the enemy. The second is to seal the enemy with the gold seal of life, but now both are broken by Ning Fan...

"Damn! How can the reinforcements not come? With the power of one person, I want to kill this one. It is impossible. If it is a love war, there will be a danger to life!"

Under the white stunned heart, Zhang mouth swallowed, swallowed the golden scent to the back of the abdomen, did not dare to use it again, for fear that this character was damaged, and was again countered. Then the body shape shook, as the ink dissipated, it was once again fleeing, did not dare to fight with Ning Fan.

"Want to escape?"

The giants of the gods of destruction have grasped the lines of causality between Ning Fan and Bai Yu, and they suddenly appeared clearly.

In the direction of the line of cause and effect, the giants of the gods rushed out and slammed into the endless void, and then appeared in another world.

It is no longer a scene of four days and nine worlds, but a black earth that cannot see the end. It is a golden sky that cannot be seen.

Here, it is the second floor of the painting world. Bai Yu is resting in this layer of heaven and earth. When I saw Ning Fan actually caught up with this layer, my feeling changed greatly.

"Impossible! You didn't open your eyes, you didn't find the way to the second floor. You ran into it with brute force!"

When Bai Bai was shocked, he once again fled to the third floor of the painting world. The speed of escape was as fast as one.

Ning Fan will not let this white escaping escape, this time he wants to kill him, at the moment. It takes a price!

Under the collision of the giants of the gods, they directly smashed a road between the golden heavens and the black ground, all the way to the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor...

After all, Bai Hao has a comparable level of quasi-sacred cultivation. Many times, Ning Fan has caught up with the white shackles, but lacks the means to reinvent the first-order quasi-sacred, and can only hurt the white sorrow again and again with brute force. But it can't hurt the life of the white.

Bai Hao has escaped all the way. It is reasonable to say that he is constantly injured. The injury should be more and more serious. But what is weird is that the more you escape to the depths of the painting world, the lighter the injury will be, and the momentum will increase slightly. Where. The more you enter the depths of the painting world, the more the breath is suppressed...

"Stupid monk! Even dare to chase me! Good. If you can get into the thousandth floor, you can recover this injury instantly. Under the increase of the breath, you may not lose to the person who is suppressed. And if you can call some help from the depths, killing you will not be as difficult as before..."

Bai Yan sees Ning Fan late to kill himself. Can't help but feel a little inside. On the way to escape, occasionally there will be a strange buzzing sound, like calling for reinforcements...

"There are some weird places here. The more I go inside, the more I will be suppressed. On the contrary, this is what I am doing here."

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed in the eyes, and it is faintly clear that the body of this white pheasant is similar to the existence of the Taoist soul, not the monster.

In the heart, there is a clear understanding. The more the painting world goes in, it seems that the more the souls such as the soul are increased, the stronger the restraint is for the monks.

"You can't go any further. You have to think of some methods. You have already smashed this shackle. The most unsatisfactory, you have to take this squid, and later it will change..."

"I am not really a quasi-holy, and it is only a falsehood. It is difficult to get rid of this quasi-holy Tao with false repairs. If you can’t get rid of this, you can’t win the fish, I’m afraid it’s only Can retreat and leave this world. In short, you must not enter the depths of the painting world!"

The deeper you go, the more Ning Fan can perceive it. In the depths of this painting, there are many fierce breaths hidden in it. The strength is comparable to that of the Emperor, no less than ten! There is a lot of sacredness like white.

Among them, there are even two breaths, although not as strong as Yin and ink, but also much stronger than Musong!

It is actually the breath of the second-order quasi-holy! And it is not an ordinary second-order quasi-holy! I don't know why, these two breaths are yin and yang, put together, can bring the sense of crisis of Ning Fan's third-order quasi-holy...

Ning Fan secretly stunned, this painting world is afraid of being extremely dangerous, so he is now repaired, it is best not to go there to find death...

100 layers, 200 layers, 300 layers... 900 layers!

The injury of the day has been restored to the majority. He is also using the secret law to detect that the front is not far away, and there will be reinforcements.

"Oh? The top three players have all been dispatched. As a result, even if the two kings don't shoot, I have four first-order quasi-sacred, who can besiege this and will be able to kill it!" This sub-reality is not high, the Yuanshen is not good at eating, but if you can win the innate magic weapon in his hand, and give it to the two kings, it will be a great achievement..."

Bai Yu sneered, the balance of victory, has begun to lean towards him.

Ning Fan perceives how sharp, he can perceive that in addition to the white scorpion, there are still three quasi-holy level atmospheres, which are approaching quickly in their own direction.

Trouble, it seems that this time not only can not kill the day, but may be besieged by four quasi-holy...

"The fish that the predecessors of Musong need, it seems that they can't succeed..."

Ning Fan sighed slightly and went to the 900th floor of the painting world. He was almost suppressed by 50%. If he was attacked by four quasi-sacred priests, even if he had a sacred shield, he was afraid that it would be a life of nine deaths.

What's more, there are two more horrible breaths in the depths of the painting...

It’s no wonder that there are so many old monsters who have died here. The dangers and surprises here are absolutely unusual...

Painting world, 922th floor.

All the way to catch up with this place, Ning Fan did not continue to chase the day, a slight sigh, received the law of the **** of destruction, turned around and left.

Seeing that Ning Fan did not chase, the white 鲤 鲤 骂 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁 宁

"Hey! You are going to kill the generals all the way, you want to go after the killing, there are so cheap things in the world!"

Bai Yan saw that Ning Fan wanted to run, turned around and turned around and chased. In the mouth, the tone is even more mad, like to anger Ning Fan, fight with him.

Ning Fan’s eyes are getting heavier and heavier, and he is not afraid of being alone. However, if there are three more, he will not be able to retreat from the whole body.

In my heart, it is more or less depressed.

"Master... Please let the Dark Lord play..." A cold girl voice suddenly rang in Ningfan.

It was actually the Tiandao black cat that Ning Fan had conquered before, and he was invited to Ning Fan.

The black cat was asleep in the western boundary of Xuanyin, but he was aware of the depression in Ning Fan’s heart.

Master, seems to be being bullied...

Bullying the master. It seems to be... the district road...

Looking for death, looking for death! District Road... I dare to bully the owner!

"You want to go to war? Hey, can you talk?" Ning Fan gave a slight glimpse. Since the black cat was accepted, he still listened to the black cat for the first time.

It turns out that this black cat can't talk, just don't talk.

If this time I saw that Ning Fan was being bullied, she would never speak if she did not see her master being humiliated and angry. Her character is the most silent.

"..." The black cat did not speak anymore. The warfare that broke out in the whole body was overwhelming, and the meaning of the war was no longer necessary.

"You may not be the white opponent..." Ning Fan said to the black cat euphemistically.

The black cat and the white scorpion are the same as the heavenly soul, but the level is very different.

The fairness of the day is very high. It is natural that it is not a universal product. The black cat is different. She is a wild and awkward soul. Because the wild road is broken, her strength is not strong. If Bai Hao is a ten-level emperor, the black cat is probably only the level of the second-class emperor, and before the day, it is eight grades worse...

In Ning Fan's view, the black cat is not a white-handed opponent, and naturally does not want the black cat to go out to die.

"Master...believe me...I can..." The black cat who doesn't talk, forced himself and said another.

Her will is very determined, and Ning Fan, who has a yin and yang, can detect her strong will.

Do not allow the owner to be humiliated, not allowed!

If anyone dares to bully my master, then I will go against the sky and be vented for the master!

Believe me, I can do it, please the owner believes me...

"Is this black cat a certain mystery, it can hurt the white..." Ning Fan secretly guessed.

The black cat has a self-confidence on her body. It seems that she really didn't talk about the white eyes...

In this regard, Ning Fan no longer fled, on the 914th floor, to accept the dawn, cold eyes looking at the white chasing.

"Oh? Don't escape? Accept the life?" Bai Yan sneered.

"Well, I have a servant, I want to fight with you, I want her to try." Ning Fan said calmly.

There is still a bit of time. If the black cat can't get white, he can't escape if he escapes.

"Oh, even you are not the opponent of this, your servant, you are the enemy!" Bai Yu sneered even more, but in the next moment, he could not laugh again.

But seeing Ning Fan's move, suddenly there was a black light called by him, a black cat with a palm-sized size.

The breath of this black cat is absolutely not strong enough to make the day afraid.

The appearance of this black cat is never fierce. However, the cat’s first appearance, the original arrogant white, has the fear for the first time!

The white pheasant seems to have fallen into the ice cave in an instant, and the bones are chilling. He can't imagine, can't imagine, the servant that Ning Fan said is such a terrible murderous thing!

"Nine...Nine raccoon! It is actually the third of the ten avenues of the ten avenues of the soul of the nine sorcerers!"

These nine raccoons are very special. Before they were transformed, they were not cultivated. They could only be merged with the monks to enhance the cultivation of the monks.

But even the unformed nine raccoons are enough to make most of the Taoist people feel chilly!

Because the nine raccoon family is using other heavenly souls to serve as food!

The vast majority of the Taoist people are subject to the blood of the nine raccoon family, and several of them are the most suppressed!

Cats eat fish, this is the most basic rule between heaven and earth! The Taoist family is the favorite food of the Jiuzu family!

"Not good! Although this nine raccoon is only the second grade of the emperor, but kill me enough!"

The original arrogance of the white, is actually a look of the emperor, turned and ran, fighting for the escape ... (to be continued.)

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