Grasping Evil

Rubble on all sides, standing halfway through the sky, is a young man in white and black.

With cold eyes and dark hair like ink, he swept by himself, but made the Valley of the Circumference a valley, everyone was like a cicada!

That ice broken voice, like a demonic sound, has penetrated into everyone's heart, ice broken dead, Wei's longitudinal melting spirit monster, even has no chance to resist boxing power.

A seven-party golden dan, with his eyes above the top, sees young people at this moment, but sees something terrible. The fisting power of the ice-breaking heavens and the earth shall not be weaker than a blow from a Yuan Baby.

Seven ancestral figures, the strongest life-saving spells and magic treasures have been carried out by each party during the ice crushing, are still wolves, one eye shrinks, each is cautious.

Together with Moxi's voice, they began to ponder the response. Young people in front of them, most likely ex-baby masters. Even if not, that punch is enough to make them see the young man as the enemy of life. Yuki was Moxi's voice, his all-powerful golden wheel was broken, and he had the best knowledge of young people's physical skills.

No mistake. Easily tearing apart his golden wheel palm, this young man who suddenly appeared and called himself the Ancestor of the Valley of Circles, is a monk in the realm of silver bone refining.

Silver bones, even if they do their best, have little chance of winning over this young man. I didn't expect this person to sit in town in the Valley of Circumference. Today, attempts are mostly made to return to the city without merit.

This is not even understood by Soze in charge. Circle Valley, is there such a master ancestor?

Moxie's voice has gradually calmed down from its earliest shock. This person needs an explanation, he/she waits for others, what can be explained.

Obvious murder, treasure grabbing, door-to-door kicking, how do you explain that?

Or is this young man just claiming compensation? Those who wait for themselves are the ones who killed the disciples of the Valley of Circles, but this young man wiped out hundreds of melting spirits of the Seven factions. How do we calculate this?

Still, Moxi's voice and other seven ancestors suddenly moved... oddly enough, the young man was less than 20 years old, and the momentum was regressing, and he only looked like a melting spirit.

Seven people looked at each other and saw each other's eyes confused.

Is this man only physically strong, but not tall?

If so, this person may have some means, but if the seven of them work together, they are not afraid of this person.

Don't be afraid... then the Seven factions don't have to explain to this person. Instead, this person has to explain to the weirdos! Where did the hairy boy come from, resorting to the refining technique to sneak up, impersonate the Ancestors of Circular Valley, and exterminate the seven factions of hundreds of melting spirits.

I'm so tired of living!

Moxie's voice was heavy and cold.

“Without you, Ancestor, you are...”

He finished his speech, and the cold light flashed in his eyes! An astonishing machine that makes Moxie sound cold and hairy and can't speak for half a sentence!

He preached for a thousand years, and lived and died for quite some time. At this moment, under Ningfan's killing machine, he seemed to have returned to the weak and helpless form of original practice!

This feeling will only emerge when faced with the Yuan Baby Monster! This young man can't be a melting spirit, he must be a Yuan Baby!

He wants to, kill me!

Before any hesitation, Mexican acoustics sprayed a few sperms of blood, turning into seven tall, giant-like clothes, and the surrounding robe was shattered, surfacing a piece of gold Sanskrit! Under this self-destructive secret, his refining realm briefly broke through the tenth realm of silver light, almost reaching the silver bone!

It's only time to finish this, I'd rather have a cold voice, the palace has been sounded!

“I told you, I want an explanation! ”

Ningfan surrounded himself, the black light flashed a little, the surrounding heavens and earth force floated, the light shadow flashed, a momentary shift, like a sharp sword, just a moment, has deceived himself in front of the sound of Moxi.

He came here to seek wealth as an ancestor of the Garden. That is all. And before Sofia, take the life of Moxie, Levy!

The latter's seven-body body, in the eyes of Ningfan, is fine. One hand waved, a splash of ice, with thunder, and grabbed hard. The arms of the Seven Giants were strong enough to fight against Pingfa Bao, but under Ningfan's grasp, the arms of the Giants suddenly turned to ice and burst under the lightning, blowing to pieces.

That magic, it's a transient movement, that thunder, is the genius of thunder control. Moxie's voice is already frightened, screaming, the breath immediately subsides, Brother of Refinery, every inch of bone is a thousand hammers, arms broken, the realm of refinement immediately falls.

It took him dozens of steps to stabilize himself, and every step back, he was even weaker.

Fear is all I have left in my eyes!

Without giving Moxie any respiratory opportunity, I'd rather have the dark flashes all around me, a few momentary shifts, as if to create several illusions on all sides of Moxie's voice and the top of his head, the five palms are almost simultaneously shot, together bombarding the giant and the Heavenly Spirit!

Five musculoskeletal crushing sounds came out, Moxi's blood gushed like a fountain of mud, it was harder to maintain the face of the law, fighting for life, it just broke!

Alone in the refining technique almost scrapped clean, but he couldn't raise his mind of resentment, his mind had given up everything, only two words left to flee!

Bite the tip of the tongue, moxie sounds all the power and last few sperms of blood, surrounded by a light smoke, sunk into the earth, a point faster than a half-step baby, rush towards the distance.

This technique, escaping from Ningfan's eyes, surprised Ningfan greatly, if he was right. After all, Moxiac carried out the analogy of the ancient demon Lost the Divine Spirit - the earthquake technique.

Even imitation spells are not easy to perform by non-divine bodies. That's why Moxi Sound was drained of so much magic and blood by earthwork.

Moxie snuck into the earth and fled below a thousand, and even with the Ningfan refining technique, she could not smash a thousand earth layers and capture them.

People can't go down to earth, but they can go down. Ningfan's body temperament changed, his eyes were colder, his face was black, his body seemed a little daring, turned into tens of millions of ink swords, also sinking into the earth to chase.

As soon as this surgery came out, the other six ancestors, immediately shouted together,

“What? Isn't it dangerous that this man is so powerful that he can still mo saint a kind of spell that can enter the earth? ”

Six-party ancestors never expected that Wei Guo's number one expert, Muxi, would have no power to fight back in Ningfan's hands. Even when the moxie sounds the earth, all the old monsters are sure that the moxie sounds can escape, but Nathan is like a maggot of the bone, still has the means to chase it!

Yet the shouts of the old monsters were only exchanged for a grin of constraint.

Is Mowson in danger? Not only is it dangerous, this ink splitting magic, but it instantly kills dozens of demons, and Ningfan, but even Yuan Baby Witch can capture the murderer alive, district Moxi sound, a monk who sees the Purple Wind Demon Lieutenant looking out for the wind, dare to bully the Valley of the Circumference, can it be Ningfan opponent...

“Moxie is dead!” Hou shrugged and laughed.

“Nonsense, Mo San is my number one Vietnamese expert...”

Several ancestors just wanted to rebut, but immediately shut up in a sword and scream, shocked!

Twenty miles out of the Valley of Illustration, the earth was blown away by countless inky swords, where it blew up, the ground split a thousand times, the sword sounded shocked, within a few miles, the sword was too strong, the grass did not thrive.

And what shocked all the ancestors was not only the Ink Sword vision, but also the scream that couldn't be submerged by the sword, life whoops!

Mo San's scream!

Moxie, dead?!

The sword was still ringing, and Ningfan had moved back in an instant carrying a fleshy corpse.

Moxie's body, is he really dead?!

Dead, dead... Wei Guo's number one expert... dead!

If it is a struggle, the people can accept it, but the result is extremely fast, the birth and death will be divided upside down!

From the madness of Moxie's voice to his death, just a dozen breathing exercises, a dozen breaths ago, Moxie's voice was still a mad Moxie, a dozen breaths later, he was just a corpse!

An old monster, scared to look at Ningfan, this person is definitely not a melting spirit, must be a Yuan Baby, must be a Yuan Baby, can only be a Yuan Baby! That's how you instantly kill Moxie!

Six ancestors, all of them are weaker than Moxie's voice, and bitterly prefer to die. Together, the Six can hardly survive. And if they flee, they have no magic, they are fast moving, and they have no secrets like dirt.

Even if so, can you escape the inky robbery... the kind of magic that turns ink into underground, is really the only thing the old monsters see in their lives...

What should we do?! If Ningfan is here, the best of the seven factions of Wei Guo will be Yuan Baby Yu Palace, we can't even rescue him!

If he kills, who can escape and who can fight?!

“I want an explanation, no one leaves here until I'm satisfied! ”

I'd rather have my eyes swept, but any old monster who had been swept immediately shuddered and lowered his head...

Souzawa was very happy and was excited to see Moshe's body torn to pieces. Six grandfathers, in the Valley of the Circumference, dare not come out of the atmosphere, this is probably the most spectacular time since the Valley of the Circumference has stood. He is grateful to his ancestors who do not know where they came from!

“Hou Shun, this man is really my ancestor...”

“It's true... this old ancestral cloud traveled for more than a thousand years before returning. It's no surprise that the master is in charge! ”

“He is my benefactor, regardless of his status… he says he is Ancestor, that is. ”

…

At the time of Soze and Hou Shun's propaganda, the Six Ancestors were frightened...

Finally, Wei's second best man, the ancestor of Nanning Valley, asked bitterly and respectfully,

“I don't know what kind of explanation you want to be satisfied with…”

“Immortal King. ”

Ningfan closed the plane and smiled.

And all six surviving weirdos, all stunned.

Dare to love this person, come to make money...

It turns out the money is enough. I knew it. Why did Mo San risk his life... money for his life? What a small thing! Unrighteous, Moxie died too wrongly... If he knew that he could break his financial life, but died unjustly, he would regret that his intestines were blue...

“I don't know how many Immortal Jades you want...”

“Twenty-one thousand at the beginning, forty thousand at the middle, eighty thousand at the end, Joe, two hundred thousand, why, isn't it expensive!” Ningfan threatened.

“What! You dare to blackmail me 200,000 Immortal King, you know, I am with the Rain Hall...” Among the ancestors, the White Gate Building seemed dissatisfied, but immediately, I preferred the cold eyes, one instant, appeared behind the White Gate Building, one finger pressed!

White Gate floor color changed dramatically, prompted the refining surgery immediately, the orbit more depressed, lean as a skeleton, but the physical defense, but elevated to the peak of Silverlight's eighth realm! And raised an evil purple light defense.

But under Ningfan's finger, its purple light defense immediately collapsed into debris, a finger on the chest, the white gate building immediately vomited blood serious injury, reversed and flew, heavily smashed, and the first thing to climb up, is not to escape, but to unpack the storage bag, hands on, and Kung Wang explained, fear of a slow step, was eliminated by Ningfan!

”This is 200,000 Immortal Jade, please stop! Baek is wrong! ”

“Four hundred thousand!” Ningfan Cold Road.

“So many, this... OK, I see... the younger generation Xianyu is not enough, can we compensate with Fabao...”

“Lingfa Bao, Triple Rotardan, Baby Power, Other Don't! Remember, this is an order, not a negotiation. You have no choice! ”

(The phone wrote 3,000 words in 6 hours, 2 batteries ran out, a little car sickness, the phone number is too small, it looks dizzy, it's embarrassing)