Grasping Evil

Four pints of chilly air, purple hate ice cream... that day, Ningfan Huailuohui's arm, from the white-floating ice sun, took away the object. After refining this object, Luo Huo went to sleep for a long time. After awakening, he was able to carry out exploratory fairy magic through the Yin and Yang locks.

Luo Yi seems to be in a good mood.

I still trust Luo Ying, Ningfan. After all, this woman still needs her own help to escape the Yin and Yang lock, and will not harm herself.

He shrugged slightly, allowing Luo Pyong to perform his immortality.

With regard to Ningfan's trust, Lo smiled shallow and invisible. He was also a little closer to Ningfan.

‘Ask the fairy talent', a fairy talent that tests the blood of a monk, for some of the four days of great power, attaches great importance to blood, and this technique is widely disseminated for testing the blood of a monk.

Luo Yi slightly summoned, doing this technique is extremely difficult for her today. Five times in a row, the questioning of fairy magic finally succeeded. At this moment, I preferred to strike a cold tremor and feel like I was being spyed on by a cold glance.

In the blood veins, every silk vein becomes extremely clear and clear.

For a long time, he harvested the spell, and Lo Yi thought slightly, laughing.

“You do have a hint of demonic blood in you, but extremely thin... such thin blood, over four days, has no hierarchical judgment at all, and may not be practicable even for other demons. But you're different, you're pregnant, but the Yin and Yang demons... with the help of your sister, you inspire a little demonic power, it shouldn't be difficult, and if you succeed... even though your divinity is shallow and your demonic power is weak, it's true that you are a demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon, but demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon and demon, but ”

Luo Huiqi was a little excited, she crossed her arms with Yin Yang lock loss, but Ning Fan, however, made up for her regrets.

Luo Yi did not care why Ningfan was carrying demonic blood, nor did he care about Ningfan himself.

He has no father, no mother, knows where the blood comes from, so what? Ancestral ancestors?

What he cares about is not the source of the bloodline, but the possibility of provoking demonic power.

“Next, how? ”

“Sister is not a demon, she is not familiar with the practice of demonic kung fu, but she also knows a little about the method of provoking blood... called 'boiling blood veins’...”

...

Stimulating the demonic bloodline is a misery. Within the demonic community, the younger the demon of blood, the stronger the blood must be and the more talented it is.

And most demons, before the melting of the spirit, complete the blood awakening, like Ningfan, already about to knot, only the sensation, is the first, and its demonic blood is extremely thin, the difficulty is also great.

The boiling blood vein, as the name suggests, stimulates the blood with a special secret method, leaving the blood in a boiling state, thereby perceiving the deep demonic blood in the blood.

The pain of boiling blood, like burning within, is very tolerable, but the pain is worried about Ningfan, not enough.

This pain is not as good as "Giant Bones", or even worse than the Jade Emperor Dan.

Luo Pyong gave Ningfan the time, is ten days, within ten days, can not perceive the bleeding vein, then it will take several months rest before it can boil the sensory vein again.

If the blood continues to boil, it is highly likely to cause serious damage to the monks themselves.

One day, fruitless.

Five days, fruitless.

On the 10th, Ningfan still didn't feel any blood, which made Lo Psyche nervous.

“Don't force it!” She persuaded. She left the Yin and Yang lock and needed help from Ning Fan, who was reluctant to let anything happen to her.

“Unobstructed.” I'd rather sweat on my forehead, my muscles twitching, but I laughed.

The human is boiling blood for ten days, but he can last longer. Not only because he's strong, but also because he can stand it.

He doesn't have months to wait for the second boil of blood, make sure to succeed once!

So, there's only one ninja word! Ten days won't do, twenty days won't do, thirty days won't wait!

On the fifteenth day, he perceived a trace of blood from his veins, but it was too vague to fully understand.

On the 19th, he sensed blood for the second time, this time, he almost realized success, but unfortunately, when it was about to succeed, that little blood had been boiled away... unfortunately.

If you are a regular monk, you have endured infinite pain, but you have failed twice, and most of you have given up. Although Ningfan failed twice, her heart shook slightly, but she immediately bit her teeth, calmed down all her thoughts, and began the third sensory pulse.

For five days, his mind was immersed in his veins and even his pain seemed to be forgotten.

On the 24th day, he grabbed the blood of the demonic race here, and immediately, invaded the blood of all the gods of the heart, inspiring it!

At first, his breath changed dramatically, creating a large pair of black wings behind him more illusorily, with demonic marks on his face, a dark hair, breaking free from his hair belt, becoming as long as his waist, in demonic rage, flying wildly.

“Yes!” he looked with a strange light, a look that he did not possess before provoking demonic power.

That is the sight of the devil who belongs to the devil race.

But when he perceived Ning Fan's mutation, Lo Pyong was a ghost, shook his head, and seemed disappointed.

“Is this a feather clan? The usual demon tribe... I thought you had such strong luck that you might be carrying 'true spiritual blood'...”

“Well, true spiritual blood, if you can't see me too well... it's extremely rare for me as a people to bear a demonic blood.” I'd rather laugh.

It is not surprising that people are carrying a hint of demonic blood. Who can guarantee that their ancestors, many generations ago, are not united with demons?

True spiritual bloodlines, such as Taigu Lelong, Taigu Phoenix, and Taigu Pluto, all of which are not rare demonic bloodlines. How can you have such a bloodline?

Yu Nation, is an extremely large race, mostly living in the demonic realm, in the rain realm, there are also some, belonging to the very ordinary demonic ethnic group, such demonic ethnic group, makes Ning Fan feel that he is carrying demonic blood, reasonable.

Feathers are strong and weak, rumored to be in the demonic realm, as well as feathers' masters of fracture. This ethnic group values blood and relies on blood to stimulate wings and increase the speed of flight. With his thin veins, perhaps even some of the two or three layers of plume demons could not compare, and his black wings, even more illusory, dissipated instantly, and his demonic appearance began to return to normal.

Condensing such veins is of no use to other demons. But for Ningfan, it is an anachronistic advance.

So far, Ancient God, Ancient Demon, Ancient Demon, he is practicing completely.

And here he pinched, and he did the little witchcraft —— the blood reading -- and he immediately relaxed a lot, and a tiny diaphragm, and it didn't exist.

Three volumes of demonic blood scroll, in which the information is immediately held by Ningfan with blood reading surgery.

Volume 1, records 500 kinds of witchcraft, enlightenment techniques for witchcraft, including blood reading, including the most basic conceptualization techniques such as fire reading, water reading, etc.

Volume 2, is the demonic kung fu method of the saffron witch, called the "Camellia Scripture", is an evil magic kung fu mainly based on mining, for Ningfan, can be used as the first volume of cultivation of demonic power. Without him, the cultivation of evil works and the "Yin and Yang Changing" have the least exclusion.

Volume 3, Baby-grade Middle-Grade Witchcraft, called "The Star Fall," is the witchcraft of the day when the witch was a thousand miles away, breaking down the building boat array. With the help of a little starlight, this technique is extraordinary. Among the infant's middle products, it is probably the best technique.

The technique of three volumes almost laid the path of Ningfan cultivating demons. Although it is still very young, the demons gather together, using God as the law, using the demons as the body, and the demons as the memories. The path of cultivating them is certainly extraordinary.

Put away all the scrolls, prefer not to leave to start cultivating witchcraft, cultivating witchcraft, he does not have any foundation, will be extremely time consuming.

Before cultivation, he did something else. All right, spoils, not finished!

“Well, sister, sleep a little longer... this time to ask about fairy talent, it's a lot to consume her...” Luo Hui punched a little bit of arrears, the words weary.

“Thank you, you helped me again. ”

“Well, if you don't forget your sister's good, she'll be satisfied...”

...

The biggest trophy is the witch.

In the secret room, Ningfan laid out the light to do everything possible, and then he lured the witch out of the ring.

Yin digging finger phage, in the ring of the furnace, is also red fog seduction, so that the witch is still in a state of insanity.

So, I reflected on Ningfan. After carefully detailing the witch eyebrow heart character, he took out a prepared green jade Jane, with the power, and branded the witch eyebrow heart character carefully.

In this script, the demon will be mindfully cut off by Fan, and now all that is left is the power of the demon's blow.

The power of the symbol, into the jade Jane, the blue jade Jane immediately transformed into a blood red jade Jane, and bloodshed.

Among them, Ning Fan felt slightly creepy when the vast sense of crisis came out.

This is a blow to the gods! Under this blow, the great master of the peak of Yuan Baby, must temporarily avoid the flare! As for the late Yuan Baby, by virtue of this, Yuan Jane would rather be seriously injured once, whereas Yuan Baby's intermediate monk, under this Yuan Jane, will surely die!

“Bottom card, another one... to the infinite sea, harder is a little safer. ”

Put away the witch and move her mind. Remove a burning black corpse from the storage bag.

This black corpse, if sacrificed by the "demon of the corpse" method of refining the corpse, is a good arm.

With this strength of the corpse, if the sacrifice succeeds, and thus refining the corpse, it will be able to defeat the unusual Yuan Baby.

“Open the furnace, Smelter! ”

...

Ten days later, in the Chamber of Secrets, beside Ningfan, there was an extra black man.

The man, from head to toe, was wrapped in black armor and even his eyes were not revealed. The black armor, extraordinary, is the upper spiritual armor, and the black armor man is even more extraordinary.

He was completely lifeless and distinguished as a corpse refiner, but as Ningfan's mind moved, the corpse was immediately ordered, punched lightly, and bombarded the secret room to test the sword stone.

The whole building boat, swaying a little bit, surprised Suqiu and others in the dark.

Try the Swordstone... crushed!

Even with undiminished boxing power, it almost smashed the Dan Peak Formation inside the Chamber of Secrets!

But it's just this incredibly unusual punch.

“With this corpse, early World War I yuan infancy, and even Yuan's mid-life masters may not necessarily be able to destroy the corpse... this body defense is nothing but a half-step demon, far from the real demon, some... don't know how powerful the real demon is... do you want to see it? ”

His eyes flashed and he shook the ring of the furnace. In the ring, he took out a sarcophagus.

In the sarcophagus, the sound of the female corpse mocking the coffin cover made Ningfan slightly scalp numb...

But the resemblance of a female corpse to Mu Wei's cool appearance, the consternation of a female corpse, a little less.

“Your secret, let me discover one, two, offend...”

Ning Fan pointed away and lifted his coffin.

And at the moment when the coffin was lifted, a dead silent killing machine came out of the coffin, making the whole building ship's monks feel creepy.

“You... deserve... to die...” look like a slightly cooler corpse of a woman, instantly showing up, will kill all the planes, locking Ningfan!

She's a corpse demon!

“Black Armor, do it! ”

Ning Fan glanced and gave the order. The black armor refiner of the half-step corpse demon immediately flashed, punched out, and collided with the female corpse.

However, the result of the collision was greatly unexpected by Ningfan, enough to extinguish the black corpse in the six-rolling dragon fire. It is highly likely that the female corpse will underwrite a paw and crush a finger. If the black corpse does not retreat quickly, it will be easily torn to pieces by the female corpse.

After the female corpse became a demon, there was a clear perception, I'm afraid, that the Ordinary Brother was not an opponent of this corpse...

This is just a freshly formed corpse demon. If this corpse demon is to be cultivated for tens of thousands of years, it must be avoided even by broken old monsters?!

At the moment when the black corpse blocked the female corpse, Fan immediately activated the secret chamber array, locking the female corpse's legs, while he himself, in an instant, appeared behind the female corpse, harshly tapped down a few yin fingers.

The back of the female corpse had been softened by the secret surgery, but now it is as hard as iron, with the refining technique of the female corpse, a finger on the back of the female corpse, actually feels the pain like a broken finger.

That way, the Yin Dictator can't get out of a woman's corpse...

By the magic of Fan, the female corpse blinded her eyes, more angry.

She secretly remembers being a skinny young man in front of her, breaking her body clean. Hate, hate!

One claw looked down, the danger of death, surfaced body and mind, let Ning Fan not hesitate, one drink,

“Black Armor! ”

The black corpse was summoned and immediately appeared before Ningfan, blocking the killing.

Women's paws pierced the black armor and pierced the black corpse's chest. This corpse is not alive, otherwise it will be injured by this claw.

In the eyes of Ningfan, he flashed his sigh, once again forgetting the appearance of the female corpse, no longer hesitating, clapping between the waist of the female corpse, filming it into the sarcophagus, immediately closing the coffin.

This coffin, which seems to have a very repressive effect on the female corpse, will not be able to leave the coffin, no matter what she may do.

“Slightly cold... what exactly do you have to do with this corpse...” Fan shook his head, daring not to detect the female corpse unless he was stronger than the female corpse.

Put away the sarcophagus and look at the newly refined and damaged black armor refiner, preferring to smile bitterly.

So it's the only way to refine one or two.

But this black-armed corpse, the fruit is extremely useful. Without it, one would not dare to open the coffin.

This alchemy is a wonderful shield...

If the black corpse knew that after his death, his body was used as a shield by Ningfan, he did not know what the idea was.

Outside the secret chamber, Yin Suqiu and the scenery burned, gathered outside the door, has just been attracted by the shock.

“What happened?” Yin Su Qiu is a little worried. She knew Ningfan was strong, but that creepy killing machine was no longer equipped by the Yuan Baby Brother...

“Nothing, little things...” rather put away the black body, smiled slightly, out of the Chamber.

See Ning Fan fine, Yin Suqiu darkened and relaxed breath, but at the same time, it was a bit odd.

Today's Ningfan, seems a little different, a little more demonic than before.

In his left eye, there was a slight starlight and a slight flash.

One day, this starlight may congeal up a demon star to give Ningfan a new god!

“Let's go. I'm sure you've waited a long time.” Ningfan laughed.

“Who's been waiting long?” Yin Suqiu secretly hid the jade cock behind her back, some kind of dark shame.

She is indeed waiting to play for Ning Fan, but she does not understand this thought and does not want to be known by Ning Fan.

The sun is set, the tone is loud again, the scenery of Zheng Guo is secretly exchanged.

Four-and-a-half months have passed, nine months have passed since Ningcheng...