Grasping Evil

North Desert City, a golden light passed, instantly thousands of miles.

If one has enough vision, one can see that this golden light is actually a golden flamethrower at a speed comparable to half-step divinity.

The body of this car is made of golden demon fire, golden and brilliant. Those who control this car need at least a master to repair it and have extremely high control over the flames.

The only alchemist in North Desert City was sent by Lusheng to drive for Ningfan!

And on both sides of the frame, there are forty-one Northern Demon soldiers, including Yaoyuan, escorted here!

“What a golden flame truck! ”

Ning Fan praised, in one sentence, containing the true power of the royal family, but let all demons master, lowering their heads together.

In one case, there is irresistible awe.

The royal demon of the True Spirit Nation! In front of such a demon, it will be difficult to calm down unless it is made far better than this demon, or the same blood as the king!

“Seen the North General! ”

“General Bei... the demon general is not sure yet, this is a premature term...”

I'd rather wave my hand, not think otherwise, turn around and look behind me at the way in the sky, my eyes are not cold.

“Looks like a lot of flies want to take my life, 100 million Xianyu, the royal blood, very tempting...”

Rather than think otherwise, step into the car, these assassins are taking the death.

From the outside, the cabin is small, but stepped in, where it's suddenly cheerful, golden flames, and countless palace lofts.

Golden flame truck, Cave Tianfabao, is the name of Lusheng representative demon general, a gift...

Because it is a hollow sky treasure, the defects of this space can be entered, but cannot be cultivated.

This treasure, is made by the cloud of land dust, the theory of learning, this land dust is afraid to have a fight with the Hollow Ancestors.

And this golden flame truck, if what Ningfan saw is not bad, seems to be a chariot of ancient heaven...

“Ancient Heavenly Court, handsome Lu Wu, the clouds will dust the land lane... although this place did not think of the ancient Heavenly Court, it seems that there is some connection...”

“Land dust sent me this car, perhaps to hint at something...”

“If you go to Metropolitan County, it's natural to know that this place can't be practiced, but it can be refined! ”

Before walking into the Golden Flame Palace, Ningfan did not immediately go to the Alchemy Room, but went to the Spiritual Palace first.

Spiritual magic, to the demonic race, tattoo technique, to the demonic race.

As a demon, Lu Wan's sister, since pissing, the cloud will see, enter the door wall, teach the spiritual art.

Even as a spiritualist, this woman has made a set of spiritual suits made from the middle of the earth...

This woman is a well-known spiritualist in the Nine Divisions.

And this woman, who left Metropolitan County and said goodbye to her mentor, seemed to have some mixed reasons.

Ningfan pushed the door, Lu Waner was squatting in front of the metallurgical furnace, gray-headed dirt face, swinging the furnace fire.

She has been carefully debugging the heat here for several days, because this spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual spiritual

Perceived Ningfan entering, Lu Wan 'er shouted, hastened to get up and greet him.

Just squatted for a few days, his legs numb, a tumble, but he fell.

A smoke shadow flashed over, preferring Fan to approach one step and hold Lu Waner.

“Wan Er has worked hard. People say that women are good for themselves, and Wan Er defiles her face. Don't you hate me? ”

“Pfft, I'm spiritual to you, busy for a few days, and you make fun of me...”

Lu Waner's wrist was held by Ningfan, but he could not escape. He was left to hold on.

I was just trying to get a handkerchief to wipe my face, but I found it in Ningfan's hand.

“I'll help you. ”

The smile was gentle and gentle, wiping off the dust on Lu Waner's face.

Lu Waner's mind panicked and hurried.

“You are the true spirit of the royal family. As a royal family, you wipe your face for the inferior demons. If the true spirits of the future rise know, they will punish you...”

The demonic hierarchy is harsher than the human race. The division of Yuan Baby Soldier, Hua Shen General, Refining False Handsome, and Crushing False Emperor shows that the demon tribe values blood and divides demons into 369 and so on, representing their respective grades by blood.

If Ningfan wakes up twice, he is royal.

Three wakes of blood, even above the royal bloodline, and further.

Such a person, not Lu Waner can climb high, this is the value of the demon race is sneaking around.

“I am royal, but I am afraid that even if I fly up to the land of demons, there will be no royal ancestors to greet me, and no one will punish me...”

Ning Fan smiled.

Leaving the royal family, the appearance is bright, in fact, this group called the True Spirit, was annihilated many years ago.

I'd rather not know why they were exterminated.

Why is it cursed by Heavenly Path, rather than known?

The only thing that Ning Fan knows is that he leaves the blood of demons, and is powerful, but in the land of demons, there is no mountain to rely on.

Unlike other Kings blood, you moved the Kings blood, and immediately there was no demon immortal, to come forward for you.

No one knows what eviction is. If one awakens the evil blood, one can be proud enough to awaken too ancient blood. If the matter is passed on, no one is willing to take Ningfan's unholy blood.

All this, Lu Waner didn't know, but his heart swung for a while, like countless young girls, dreamed that he would be loved by the prince...

He is royal.

He awakened to the royal demon Jie with thin demon blood, one step at a time.

The more I think of these, the less courage Lu Waner has, the more courageous he confesses to Ningfan.

Release Lu Waner's wrist and return the shackles. Ningfan looked at the metallurgical furnace and looked at Luqiguang.

With his eyes, he saw that the metallurgical furnace in front of him was distinctly different from what the outside world saw.

The metallurgical furnace in the rain realm can refine the magic treasure and refine the spiritual costume.

The metallurgical furnace in front of the eyes, prepared only for spiritual purposes, is engraved with countless demonic texts, making the furnace fire rich and demonic.

Spirituality, after all, is the secret of the demonic race.

The spirituality of the people is not comparable to the demonic profession.

“General Bei, Wan 'er hasn't asked, what kind of evil treasure do you want to possess... but there are suitable spiritual iron. If not, Wan 'er here, there are several types of spiritual iron...”

Lu Waner remembers that when Lu Bei was in the North Desert, the demon treasure was a green Gugo.

That Gugo, not even the finest, just the finest, with the spiritual iron, is a waste.

But if it is to spiritualize the heart, as long as the heart is happy, it is a waste. Nor does Lu Waner care.

Just to her surprise, Ningfan did not take out the green Gugo, but instead drew a bloody thunder on her eyebrows.

“This is…”

Lu Waner's eyes grew heavier, this bloody thunder, such an ominous sense of deterrence.

If she's right, this treasure should be a whipping treasure and of good quality, it seems to be at the top of the line.

“Shitty Lubei, so deep hidden, there is such a powerful whip treasure, didn't you tell me before, do you regard me as an outsider...”

Lu Waner's eyes slightly lost sight, but after finely detailed whipping, some of her, gradually appeared a hint of amazement.

“This thunderous face... is the dragon's muscle! Lu Bei, did you kill Tai Gu Lei Long's people? It's a big crime. How can you be so reckless? ”

All the little grievances, at this moment, became fears of Ningfan.

This concern warmed Ning Fan's mind and patted Lu Waner's head.

“Don't be afraid, I didn't kill him for now, I just smoked his tap. And even if I kill him, so be it! ”

Carp with dragon, so what?

Kill the carp companion, so what!

He is not afraid, but Lu Waner is worried.

She looked solemnly at Ning Fan and ordered him like a housekeeper.

“Remember, don't kill Taigu Lelong, this true spiritual clan, most revenge...”

But when I think about it, Lu Waner is a little confused. This tapestry, clearly, is what the demon has turned into, but in the place of sleep, there should be no Taigu Leilong that the demon will repair. From whom did this tapestry draw?

And this Lu Bei, the strength has thought of the Dragon Dragon Dragon Dragon Dragon?

She picked up Whip Bao in Ningfan's hand, and immediately, her eyes were unbelievable.

And in the eyes, the heat gradually rises.

“Too ancient... too ancient a star! Is this too ancient a samurai? ”

Mandy Lu's dream is to spiritualize the ancient soldiers!

It's just too precious. Within the Nine Ministries of the Second World, nobody owns this soldier at all.

Unless it is the demon general of the demonic spirit land in the demonic realm of heaven and demons, and awakens with too ancient demonic veins, and the background is not weak, it is possible to get too ancient stars, then there is a way to cast a Tai Ancient Divine Soldier.

Lu Bei, how did you get the stars too ancient!

Lu Waner raised his toes and put his face close to Ningfan, very close, very close.

Breathe to each other and pounce on each other's face.

She seemed to want to see exactly how much she didn't know.

Can't see through, can't see through...

With thunder whip in his hand, Lu Waner was very detailed and loved to keep his hands open.

Just a little heartache in the eye, slowly flowing.

This heartache did not escape Ningfan's perception, asked.

“Hmm? Miss Wan 'er seems to have a problem with the refining of this shredded whip? ”

“Shattering the divine whip, shattering the Renminbi god... what an overbearing divine soldier... the refiner's methods are even more exquisite, making Wan Er feel less ashamed, so alive, I really want to meet the elders who refined this treasure... just..." Lu Waner commented.

“Just...”

Fan Fan was stunned.

His level of alchemy, his ancient memory, is at least as shattered as an old monster.

Such a high standard was made exquisite by Lu Waner, but it is appropriate.

But Lu Waner's words turned sharply. One sentence only made Ning Fan feel invisible. There seems to be something missing about the refinement of the ancient soldiers.

“However, why is the Northern General's shredded divine whip not fortified with a 'spiritual seal'...”

“Spiritual seal?” Fan Fan was surprised.

“Take out your real name, Gugo, and take a closer look...” Lu Waner smiled proudly.

Don't look at Ningfan's strength, there are things you don't understand after all.

Ningfan patted the storage bag and removed the top pink gogo from Lu Bei. Details were detailed.

This Gugo, but fine, he didn't pay any attention before.

But at the moment, he felt that Gugo, seemed a little special.

Although it is the peak of high quality, it looks like it is half as powerful as the usual high quality...

This point is not perceived by ordinary people. Only those who are proficient in refinery can perceive it, Ningfan, perceive it.

“Here it is! ”

Ningfan, point at the tip of Gugo, input demonic power.

At the cutting edge, three different ancient demonic texts emerged slowly.

These three demonic languages, rather known, were learned in the Sutra Tower.

One is' wind ’, two is' sharp ’, and three is' fast ’!

It is these three demonic texts that make Gugo, half stronger than the usual peak treasure of excellence.

“This is it, Ling Yin?!” Ningfan's eyes lit up.

Originally he wondered, demonic language, why each is like a symbol array, one word needs to read a thick book in order to learn.

Now he understands...

Because of the demonic script, it can be used to refine treasure, spirituality, formation, and murder!

Three tracks of ancient demonic texts can transform the spiritual seal, adding half power to the ancient goblins.

If there are fifty of them, this Gugo will be the finest!

If there are Hundred Ways, this Gugo is the ultimate intermediate treasure!

If there is a universal seal, this Gugo is... Xuantian Lingbao!

Is this how the demons refine their machines?

On second thought, this technique of spiritual impression seems to be very similar to spiritual attachment, except that it is not spiritual iron, but demonic.

This is the alchemy of the ancient demon race, very different from the people, alchemy!

“Oh, you can recognize the location of the spiritual seal... your refinery technique is very high...”

Lu Waner looked at Ning Fan with surprise.

If he is proficient in refinery, why doesn't he know the art of the ancient demon tribe's spiritual seal?

If he doesn't understand refinery, how can he see at a glance where the spiritual imprint is?

Can't see through, can't see through...

In Lu Waner's eyes, Ningfan is as mysterious as a starry sky.

And Lu Waner didn't know that her longing to see the master of the refiner was right in front of her.