Grasping Evil

In the power of the void, the shadow of the human body dissipated, more than a dozen breathing kung fu, the shadow of the human body appeared in the basement of 100,000 people.

Pluto Cemetery, Underground World!

In darkness, the four sides are endless suburbs, the sky is rainy and the air is dull, and within a thousand feet, there is an ancient black tower, engraved with strange dogmas, with a slight light, illuminating the underground world.

Stepping out of the transmission light, Ningfan immediately felt a chill and paved. It's not the cold. It's the cold.

But the weird thing is, in the Yin and Yang demon veins of the body, the flow rate of magic, under the cold air, is more than doubled.

This means practicing magic here is at least twice as efficient as the outside world!

“This chill, it's a little subtle...”

I'd rather have a slight chill, but when I swept away, the chill in my heart was gone. The others, however, are not as relaxed as he is.

Xue Qing's battle was repaired in the early days by Jindan and still trembled slightly under the cold air. And the little paper crane and blue eyebrow, just melt to repair, more in the cold air, hair frost.

“Brother Van, I'm cold...”

The crane whispered, this cold, she may not be unbearable, but in front of Ningfan, she loved to be delicate.

“Silly girl... according to the lord, the second level of cold air will double the first level, and the third level, double the second level... don't go down, practice here, crush the dan with this fire, stay, give you warmth, these dan pills, you take... me and Xue Qing, go to the third level to see...”

Ningfan patted the paper crane with pity, patted a storage bag, took out the shredded danding, then slightly sank, took out the storage bag, several kinds of sparks of good quality, thrown into the dining. Afterwards, the dandruff of the swallow defeat gift was left as much as possible to women such as paper cranes.

Each of these sparks is on top of the second dish, and there are even three spiritual fires, all given by Jingyang Ancestors.

For Ningfan, these spiritual fires are perfect for heating the women.

He did not take out the Dark Demonic Flame to warm up... one, the Dark Demonic Flame is too fierce, if Ningfan is not here, the power of the Ground Vessel Demonic Flame will lose control, I fear it will change... two, Ningfan decides to devour the Dark Demonic Flame here completely!

Eat the Dark Demonic Flame and integrate it into the Kung Fu Dynasty. The realm of Ningfan reaches a half-step Golden Dan. It's not difficult! And fire spells, power will be even more terrifying!

The place is extremely cold and meets one of the three conditions for the phagocytosis of black magic. Kung Fu conditions have also been met, and Heartguard Dan is well prepared. Ningfan decided to go down to the third floor of the underworld grave, first to look at what Xue Qing called the demon, and second, nature to devour the black magic flame!

In the light rain, Ningfan and Xue Qing walked further and further along in the mud. A spiritual fire in the broken Dan Ding, reflected in the paper crane and blue eyebrow eyes, turned into a little warmth, and the innocent thought, stared at the broken Dan Ding, hidden feeling some familiarity...

“This Ding, I've seen... where? ”

...

The first floor of the underworld grave, there are no ghosts, and this shady cold can't do any harm to Ningfan. And it rained like a fence... rather than walking in the rain curtain, gradually discovering the surrounding landscape, with a hint of intent.

It's very faint, very faint...

Feeling this mystery, I'd rather have my magic removed, rain water, and a wet robe.

“Master, the first to ninth floors of this tomb are all rainy, extremely cold, and infiltrating... it is best to defend ourselves with force..." Xue Qing praised.

“It may be... it may be cold, but it is cold, but it has great advantages...”

Ningfan closed his eyes and walked in the rain. He was rushing to the third level and gradually faded away by the rain.

This rain seems to evoke memories in people's hearts and souls. This is the Monk above the god, the god of God!

The scene comes to light, and the mood, in the rain, is rising at a slightly unrecognizable rate, which moisturizes the mind...

His face did not move, but his heart gradually rose to a slight shock.

The superior ancestors of the Ghost Sparrow Sect are so tall that they have left behind the divine will of rain. After many thousands of years, they have not dissipated and can nourish people's hearts.

And the dense rain, at a moment when the heart of Ningfan is as quiet as water, seems to congeal into an old voice, sounding in Ningfan's ears.

“Rain, born in heaven, died in the earth, flowing in the middle, is the life of rain...”

This phrase, with exclamation, hidden in the false gods of the rainwater... when the heart of the earth stops, heard this exclamation.

“Well said! ”

He grabbed his footsteps, looked up, looked at the rain! Seeing the trajectory of a drop of rain, if you think about it. A moment later, he revealed an unknown smile and quickly walked into the rain curtain.

“Xue Qing, let's go to the second floor and watch the rain! ”

“Yes!”

On the first floor of the tomb, the edge is invisible, but somewhere, there is a giant pit, deep in darkness, which is the entrance to the second floor.

Ning Fan two people, leaping into the giant pit, a feeling of weightlessness, appeared in the mind. In the giant pit, it seems to have been subjected to some mysterious force and banned from the sky.

The two fell like meteors, but beneath them was a thousand pounds of rain. This pond, quite unusual, falling force, strong and unparalleled, was stopped by the rain of the pond and disappeared.

The forbidden force dissipated. Ningfan and Xue Qing stepped into the void, flew out of the rain pond and stood on the shore.

The surrounding area is still cloudy and dark, with the eyes of the blood-red beast glinting.

“On the second floor of the underworld grave, there are some melting spirit monsters... this place is no longer suitable for cultivation... Master, let's go to the third floor quickly, don't get involved with these monsters..."

Xue Qing looked deeply and with great consternation at a dark spot in the distance. Those eyes, I don't know, hundreds, and every eye, it's melting.

Hundreds of melting spiritual monsters together, even though Xue Qing can't protect himself... only escape.

But if you look closely, Xue Qing can see a little fear and consternation in the eyes of the animals.

“Don't be afraid, they dare not approach... this pond, which is interesting... the rain of the tomb all comes from this pond... here, so thick of the idolatry! ”

Ning Fan's gaze has always fallen in the rain pond, but he has seen the rain pond in a thousand places. Not only does it soar rain, but it also steams clouds. A fairy cloud with very high spiritual energy once again condenses the illusory form.

His eyes swept through a cloud of fairies... these clouds, born and shaped, each engraved with two cloud lines, and one of the qualities, enough to refine the natural cloud of fairies, every cloud in Neha, is illusory, condenses for a moment and dissipates...

And all of a sudden, he stared!

Of all the illusory clouds, there is but one, congealed and undisturbed!

This cloud, which seems to be raining in the rain pond for countless years, why it is not dispersed, rather than known. The other fairy clouds, as soon as they are formed, are fragmented by this cloud, which raw takes away the cloud gas and is used to provoke cloud lines.

“Four Clouds of Immortality... and the high quality of the cloud is no less high than the clouds of White Flight... if you can get this cloud...”

Ningfan's mind was slightly moved. The cultivation of magic can be improved in half a day, but the fairy cloud... if you get the four grain fairy cloud yourself, more sacrifice the cost of cultivating the fairy cloud, only by this cloud, beneath the Yuan Baby, you can catch up with your own speed, rare!

As he stepped forward, he went back to the pond to retrieve the distant clouds. Just stepped out and suddenly seemed to think of something and came back to life.

No, the clouds don't take away the clouds themselves... there's something there to help this cloud, to take away the clouds of the other fairy clouds... above the rain pond, to hide something...

Ningfan's thoughts, sneak into the rain pond, immediately, a little cold power, let his thoughts freeze for it! And at a glance, Ningfan looked more like a giant beast in the rain pond...

He was shocked, his thoughts, his sword-mindedness had gathered, but he was still frozen... under the rainpond, exactly what beast was hidden, and there was such cold power.

And that demon beast, is it... ex-baby demon beast?!

This cloud is undeniable... treasure, though precious, must also be enjoyed.

He took his eyes and said to Xue Qingdao, "Come on, let's go to the third floor...”

“I can't go...” In response to Ning Fan, Xue Qing's bitter laugh.

But he saw the demons hidden in the darkness and came out with a red light. Hundreds of monsters, all melting spiritual cultivated, a strange look, demonic, sensensen, four legs of white leather, blood-eyed unicorns, a long tail, like an ice-clean long whip, with a reverse hook.

“Rainbow Beast? ”

Ning Fan was slightly surprised. This demonic beast seems to have only appeared in ancient times. Unexpectedly, some more can be seen here.

It's just that there are more rain beasts, but Fan is not afraid... and his sword is sword-minded, and his best at dealing with the enemy of the cluster. As long as there are no Golden Dane intermediate demons among these rainbows, more will come, and it will be futile...

Yi, Ningfan eyes exposed cold light, is trying to spread sword reading, but mutation, sudden rise!

But in the rain pond, a faint notion, if hidden, and all the rain beasts, after feeling this notion, eyes red, a few good oops, as if to please someone, scattered.

This mindset has reached the mid-term strength of Yuan Baby. Xue Qing did not feel it, but Ningfan felt a little bit.

He stared down at the pond, more convinced that there was something powerful hidden in the pond...

Curiosity... but Ningfan, don't be stupid enough to probe one or two. Curiosity is the most important thing in the real world!

“Gone?! Master, what have you done? ”

Xue Qing was confused. The rainbow beasts were about to launch an attack, but when Ning Fan's eyes were cold, they all broke away.

Xue Qing naturally attributed the credit of the rain beast to Ning Fan, and was even more respectful to Ning Fan.

“Nothing... go to the third floor, this is not a good place to stay. ”

Ning Fan's gaze was slightly untraceable, he swept the rain pond, and the two hurried to the third floor of the underworld grave.

And after Ningfan walked away, a voice of discontent from the girl was heard in the rain pond.

“Didn't the old man get scared last time? Why is he here again? And this human... what kind of spell did he want to do just now, and I don't know how I feel about him wanting to kill all the Rainbow Babies for a second... They seem to be on the third floor. Should we scare them?"

When the girl laughed badly, she turned into a dark blue glare and flew out of the pond without a trace.