Grasping Evil

“You are welcome, big enemy, it is not yet time to talk..." Ningfan lifted up the scene burning, but swept his eyes to the heavenly son.

As for the fleeing vessels in the extreme shadow, it did not attract the slightest attention of Ningfan, and the South Palace had been pursued. Only the man in the black coffin!

“Enemy? ”

Not only is the scene burning, the ghost sparrows, but even a few other helpers, Golden Dan, can't help but shout.

Extremely Yin Gate is extinct, only Tiandao Sect is left, Tianzi and the rest of Tiandao Brothers, although difficult to deal with, is not a great enemy?

They all looked down on Heavenly Taoist sects.

As if to testify to Ningfan's words, that day, the son held a compass and looked in the direction of Ningfan.

Its compass, the closer it is to Ningfan, the more intense it spins, and at this moment, the heavens and the earth laugh heavenly, dull and shady, nothing like this.

“Ancient corpse, it's on you! Well, that saves my husband from looking everywhere! This corpse is mine! Hand over this corpse, my husband will give you a pleasure! As for the other monks here, they will be the old man's new refiner! ”

At this moment, Heavenly Son closed the compass and stood in a negative position, releasing a body of pressure. This pressure reaches only 30% of its own dignity, but even if it is only 30%, it is only a short distance from the burning of the scenery, and it is much stronger than the ghost bird.

Under this pressure, there was an amazing noise around Ningcheng. The heavens and the earth were so powerful, but it didn't seem to have burned the old ancestors yet, but dared to exaggerate. It was so bold to wash all the brothers here in blood!

The scene burning is also a cold hum, step forward, every step of pressure, climb the knot. His powers have reached the Yuan Baby, and although the momentum has not yet arrived, he is much stronger than ordinary ancestors.

The pressure of the burning landscape suffocated Bai Fei Teng and others nearby, but passed to Heavenly Son, but it seemed like a breeze, unharmed, only in exchange for a smile.

“If you depend on this fake baby monk, then this article regrets to announce that he will not be able to save you! ”

Heavenly Son's sarcasm, fingertips, beside forty-four molten spiritual refiners, immediately began to rot and burst into bloody mist. The blood fog of the corpse, a roll of the first son in the sky, the breath suddenly rose suddenly, gradually, beyond the burning of the scene, fully reached the level of the early master of Yuan Baby!

And at this moment, above the sky, the wind, its momentum, vibrating the sky and the clouds, making the five spirits confused! This is the true meta-baby momentum, enough to trigger changes in the heavens and the earth!

The battle will in the eyes was burning, gradually reduced and immediately turned into a hint of fear, and he found that the son had surpassed his ancestors that day! Under this influence, his master of gold dancing raised a sense of powerlessness. And listening to Heavenly Son, Jingying is a fake baby monk, an old monster, full of skepticism to the scene burning, to solve.

“Not bad, for some reason, the old husband is not really a former baby monk...” Jingburning forehead slightly exuds cold sweat, he is in the center of the temperament of the temperament of the temperament son, extremely uncomfortable, but not yet shocked by the temperament of the temperament son.

It's just his words, like a pot of cold water, poured on all the monks' minds.

It turns out that the people depend on Jingburng Ancestors, just fake baby brothers... but heaven is stronger than Jingburng...

Hasn't the so-called Vietnam's first Big Baby Monk completely crossed the border yet?!

Is it true that the one who seems to be at a disadvantage in front of you is the true Yuan Baby Brother?!

A monk began to show fear of the Son of Heaven in his eyes. The Yuan Baby Monk, by himself, is enough to overthrow a lower realm of cultivation, even if he has the scene burning this fake baby monk, but not necessarily an opponent of heaven... today, I'm afraid it's dangerous.

At this juncture, the heavenly son kept laughing, everyone feared and made him despise, “This is 50% pressure from the old man, then 70% pressure from the old man! ”

Heavenly Son pinched again, behind the eight elders of Jindan, the same flesh rotted, then bled fog.

Its breath absorbed the bloody fog and climbed again, reaching almost the peak of Yuan Baby's early years!

Under 70% of its pressure, Bai Fei Teng and Yan's defeat flow, the breath is disordered and the magic is chaotic. Except for the burning scene, the ghost sparrows and Ningfan, over Ningcheng, no one can resist this pressure! Take a breath of cold air, and the air is pouring! With Tianzi's eyebrows flashing and blood flashing, the four elders of Golden Dan in the Fire Cloud Sect were defeated and attacked by the demons!

“This pressure, I'm afraid, has reached the peak of the early Yuan Baby years?! It's only 70% of his power. If he releases all his power, he can reach 10%!” Even the scene burned, it was the first time the face changed dramatically, and began to fail under the pressure of the Son of Heaven.

Weird, too weird, even a former baby monk shouldn't use pressure to deter himself or herself... is it true that this day, when he releases the pressure, he releases illusions more secretly?!

At first sight, the scene burned and the ghost bird glanced at each other, all from each other's eyes to see a hint of speculation.

The two nodded their heads, at the same time fully unleashed their powers, drank a full shout, and each of them drastically tried to dissipate the illusion of the Son of Heaven.

Together, the power of the two men is vast, which is no more than that of the early monks of ordinary Yuan Baby.

The only way to crack illusions without knowing how to crack them is to dissolve them with a powerful force. The two of them are right, but their powers, when added up, are still inferior to those of the Son of Heaven, and they cannot dissipate illusions. They merely cause the surrounding air to emerge a wired red line, but disappear immediately.

That red line, it seems, is the very essence of illusion. Unfortunately, although they saw the end of illusion, they still had no way of breaking it. Instead, they were invaded by a little red line because of their paranoid powers, and instantly the gods became confused.

The ghost sparrows and the landscape burn, the color changes dramatically, this blood line, I don't know what the dirty power is, let them practice centuries of mood, completely defeated!

“What illusion is this... when did he pinch it?! ”

Neither of them understood the means of the Son of Heaven, but rather Fan understood. The brief appearance of silk lines just now is even more revealing to Ning Fan, the magic of this illusion.

Bloody, is the vice provoked by three corpse eyes, extremely dirty, but disturbing the mind!

Linear, is the power of mindfulness, wrapped and hidden by the invisible of mindfulness! This is the fundamentals of zoophthalmology!

Mindfulness, mindfulness, is mindfulness, rather than fear!

“You, enough! ”

The eyebrow-hearted star flashed, the broken sword that would have been practiced in the eyebrow-hearted, instantly turned into a dash of starlight and flew away, stabbing right and left, will hide the power of the minds around you, one by one.

Ophthalmology, is the eye, that God, is the mindfulness. If it is other attack pupils, the sight of the master, immediate surgery, difficult to decipher, but illusion, especially group illusion, as long as it is discovered, it is not necessarily breakable!

A few swords cut off all the lines of mindfulness, rather the cold flash in the eyes, upside down cut away from the flying sword, turned into an ice rainbow, and rushed straight to the Son of Heaven.

It seems that no one but himself can break the illusion of Heavenly Son, so that only himself can fight Heavenly Son.

Unfortunately, it is a corpse demon vein. It can actually cultivate rare three body eyes. I'm afraid this day, when the son is fully honored, he is a middle-aged monk of Yuan Bao or a World War One!

“Please help me guard Ningcheng One, Two, this man, I fight alone! ”

The scenery burned with the ghost sparrows and others heard that a palpitation of one's heart went back over the walls of Ningcheng City... the illusion just now, too exciting, let them, too deep!

Can't resist... it looks like today, only Ningfan can fight the Heavenly Son.

“That's the Yuan Baby Monster. Want to win?” Bai Fei Teng's words are far from flavorful and still seem to have forgotten the gap with Ning Fan.

“If he doesn't win, Ning Cheng, I'm afraid the whole of Vietnam, will be destroyed... if the book is read correctly, this day, son, is simply a refiner, his real identity, I'm afraid that's the one...” Ghost Sparrow solemnly said.

“Which one?” The young monks, who waited to burn, did not know the secrets, but some monsters who had lived for thousands of years, heard the ghost sparrow, immediately changed their face.

“2,000 years ago, one man at a time, blood washed seven lower realm cultivators?!” At this moment, Bai Fei Teng is no longer calm.

And a monk a hundred miles away, a dramatic change in color, seemed to hear some incredible horror news. They didn't understand before. Why is it that Zhengzhengzitangtang is too weak for the ancestors to turn around and leave? Turns out, it's not possible to see the origin of the first son?!

2,000 years ago... the demon of the corpse... had a lot of classics in the first class, documenting the murderer! An old Yuan Baby Ancestor who made many intermediate repairs to his country suffer greatly!

This person is not only fleshy, but also shreddable. He is said to be better at refining corpses. In his hands, there are not only hundreds of thousands of molten spiritual refiners!

‘The corpses are all gone and the nation is destroyed’, most of the mantras, but those who have not spoken with their own eyes will never be able to imagine the horrors!

Too ancient! The successor of the Corpse Demon Vessel is still alive?!

“Quickly return to your homeland and notify all Vietnamese sects, hereditary to the dead demon, to enter the country! ”

...

Heavenly Son glanced at him, he opened 70% of the pressure, but he could not let Ning Fan mind disturb a point.

And he secretly provoked the three corpse eyes, and the illusion released was actually broken by Ningfan's sword shadow.

Starlight Sword Shadow, the power of one of the stars is too ancient to make the eyes of the Son of Heaven burn.

“Too Ancient Soldier!? The old man knew you were too ancient, but he didn't know you were too ancient... but from now on, this is too ancient for the old man! ”

“Well, let's see if you can handle it! Giant Sword Form! ”

Ning Fan shook his wrist, the starlit sword in the smooth, turned into a seven foot long heavy sword, gently danced room, hidden thunder sound.

However, the refining technique of Jong-suk's body was carried out. It was twice as long as the flesh. The ice rainbow approached, and the giant sword pointed toward the heavenly son, and it was a sword that fell!

Before, he had seen the flesh of Heavenly One, and this time, he would not let go.

“Hiss! This sword has a dual form, which is not mentioned in the Corpse Records?!” With consternation and excitement, Heavenly Son, what he called the "Corpse Record", was the way he obtained the inheritance of the corpse demon in that year, unlike the ancient memory inheritance, but also counted as the inheritance of the power in the door.

Without hesitation, he put down the black coffin, carried out the refining technique, the body of Heavenly Son, elevated to the height of ten, his refining technique is obviously much more intelligent than Ningfan's body of six!

Before the heavenly son, the original tall Ningfan was only his calf height.

After being transformed into a giant, Tianzi dared to take Ningfan's sword with his bare hands.

Ning Fan of Zhongliu's body, at least with the power of ten thousand kilograms, but the palm sword touched each other, huge force collided, Ning Fan Qi bloodshed, his strength seems to have weakened more than one stroke.

It is not that Tianzi refining realm is wiser than Ningfan, it is just that Tianzi mastered the refining technique, too much higher than Ningfan.

In fact, it was not easy for Tianzi to take the sword. He took the sword hard. His legs were deep inside the gold iron of the building boat, and his wrist was hurting so bad that it was about to break.

“This child, a strong refinery realm, the old man is one line short, can break through the silver bone, but this child seems to be a lot more powerful than the ordinary silver bone... because he has congealed the Star of the Devil? ”

In the eyes of the Son of Heaven, a tiny trace of jealousy flashed. As a hereditary of the Divine Devil, he rarely envied anyone, Ningfan, was the first.

Fortunately, his refining technique is remarkable, called the Giant Skeleton, which he grabbed from an intermediate Chinese Yuan Baby Monster.

Naturally, the giant transformed into a giant with the "Giant Bone Tip" is not as powerful as the giants of such masters as the Bone Emperor, but the strength of Ningfan's rotten street method, "The Body of the Six", is not a star and a half.

“Unfortunately, Ningcheng Land, too, will save you from my illusion. You are no match for the power of your husband,” said Heavenly Son scornfully.

“Really! Thunder!” At this moment, the stars flashed, but above the clear sky, the lightning blasted and shouted constantly!

The lightning flashed over the giant sword, and the heavenly son was shocked. His palm was actually severed by the giant sword.

It just didn't bleed, and Heavenly Son didn't look like a scratch, but his eyes were empty for the first time.

On one side, the black coffin lid suddenly flew off, and a burgeoning atmosphere emerged from the coffin.

“Okay, good! You're not weak enough to hurt this alchemy, but you're not an old man's opponent! Don't say you're just a melting spirit. Even if you break Golden Dan, you're not an old opponent, unless you're a Yuan Baby! ”

A shadow emerged from the coffin, rotting the palm of a giant sword, instantly, an unspeakable giant force, coming from the giant sword, let Ningfan's chest quake, reverse blood erupted, in the long sky quake back hundreds of lengths, to stabilize the shape, eyes tight!

Is this the true privilege of the Heavenly Son, who is on the edge of the second transformation and half-step corpse demon? Even his own silver bone is not easy to catch.

And what really makes Ningfan's flesh irresistible is the power beneath that palm... the vast power from the sword, to crush all the fairy veins of his arms.

In the ring of the furnace, how powerful is the true corpse demon?!

I preferred the sun to the water, but a moment later, the blood stain was removed and my eyes lit up.

He felt a hidden feeling, the direction of the Ghost Sparrow Sect, that distant place, a momentum, coming!

It's not just the Son of Heaven, it's the Son of Heaven, it's the Son of Heaven!