Grasping Evil

“The fingerprints of the Spiritual Seal are all in this Yu Jane. It was written by Wan Er himself. If you want to learn it, take it...”

Lu Waner took out a jade brief from the storage bag and handed it to Ningfan's palm.

When she accidentally touched Ning Fan's palm, she immediately blushed and her eyes shifted, looking at him from left to right.

“By the way... I don't know what kind of spiritual iron the North General wants on this whip...”

“This piece! ”

Ningfan took out a piece of black spiritual iron, and as soon as he handed it to Lu Waner, his eyes flashed.

“Void Spirit Iron! Vain God, suck it! This level of spiritual iron, there will be no sealed demon, you have it! ”

“How, Miss Wan 'er, can you be confident and attach suction skills to this whip? ”

“This... no problem! ”

Lu Waner clamped his lips. This broken divine whip is already superior quality, spiritual words, or false grade spiritual iron. Some things are not easy... I can't say, it takes hard work to apply the whip in order to succeed...

However, this is the only thing Wan Lu can do for Ning Fan, she doesn't want to say no...

Seven Mei City ink like water, spiritual burning, but then the sword was cut off, after all, only the lower flying sword.

This spiritual difficulty is never comparable for the first time.

“Thank you... but don't be too reluctant, Fabao is dead at last, self-inflicted for the dead, not worth it...”

Ningfan saw through Lu Waner's mind, rubbing her silk, and smiled.

Leaving only Lu Waner, beside the metallurgical furnace, her pretty face rolled hot.

Holding a shredded whip, her heart was stronger.

“It's not worth it, it's just, would you like to...”

…

The alchemy room, rather than sitting in a futon pan, did not immediately alchemy the alchemy, inverted a little brow heart and took out the sword.

Walking all the way, killing, sharpening swordlight, chopping away is the treasure of the superior subordinates, intermediate distance, still indefinite.

This grade of Fabao can't do any harm to the god-class master.

Hua Gon, the Tai Gu demon vein... I would rather have a hunch that in the next fight, I would have many Tai Gu demons, including the carp companion, to match.

And if you don't take advantage of the ancient soldiers, you will suffer too much...

Too few ancient stars are used to crush the Divine Whip. The only thing that is powerful is the ability to crush the baby, and more magic is used to suck the Divine Spirit. This baby will definitely be able to suck the enemy's powers in the attacking gap. The Divine Spirit is extraordinary, but Pharaoh's own killing power is not high.

The purpose of whipping is to bind, to reckon, to flog all beings.

The purpose of the sword is sharp, breaking the mysterious face, and being invisible.

The starlight sword shadow in his hand, slowly spinning, after Ningfan threw up his hand, turned into a sword like water.

“Chop, chop... your meaning, deepest, heaviest. You are my first Too Ancient Divine Soldier, my first challenging destiny, taking the blade of the army...”

Ningfan took out Jade Jane and pressed it into his eyebrow.

Immediately, in mindfulness, a female voice of Juanxiu was sounded to teach the spiritual seal.

For a long time, Ningfan put away Jade Jane, looked at the severance and looked at her.

The engraving technique of the spiritual seal is not difficult to learn, but it is a magic trick of baby-grade middling.

Difficult to learn is the ancient demonic script that makes up the spiritual imprint.

Each Ancient Demon text is a set of symbols and contains Mo Dasheng.

There are only 200 words that I would rather learn.

Each spiritual seal is composed of the main demonic texts combined with a different number of subdemonic texts.

There are only three of these 200 words that can be fully combined.

‘Firm’, ‘Fire’, ‘Sharp’.

Strong spiritual imprint improves the Treasure's defense.

Fire spelling imprint, can improve the magic treasure fire.

Sharp spelling imprint improves the sharpness of Fabao.

Ning Fan's gaze flashed, cutting off the sword is the most suitable, no more than sharp!

Sword, you don't need fancy magic changes, you don't need complicated manipulation, you just need enough to cut off enemies.

Seems to have decided, he immediately called out a word and sacrificed the severance, strangled the finger, at the point of the sword body, painted several ancient demonic texts.

The sharp spiritual imprint consists of sharp predominant characters and eleven subtle demonic texts.

A total of 312!

One tick, Ningfan feels that his own pen consumes the power of a child demon, and counts the power of that pen as a symbol!

This technique of adding spiritual seals is not really done by mortals.

A sharp word is 312 times, the demonic power reached at least 312 A Yuan Queen Demon tribe, there is a way to engrave this spiritual seal for Fabao, and every moment of the printing of a spiritual seal, even if it has to rest for a long time, running on Sunday is sufficient to restore full demonic power.

Ningfan's fingertips were green and failed when 97 pens were engraved.

He silenced for a moment, pondering on his previous fingers, and imprinted again.

This time, 276 copies were engraved in full to fail.

He seems to have realized, imprinted again, third time, imprinted successfully!

When the sharp spiritual seal is transformed into a Xuanxian pattern, attached to the body of the sword is cut off, Ningfan obviously perceives, the sword is cut off, and the sword is trembling!

The power of the word alone is as if it were to be cut apart, adding a sword of a nail.

“Interesting, if I cut off the sword and affixed 10,000 sharp words to it, this sword can be promoted to the rank of spiritual treasure, one sword sharp enough to break the void and destroy the god of chemistry! ”

Ningfan took a deep breath, a demonic force, turned into a spiritual imprint, and printed on the cutting off sword.

Two, three, four...

Ningfan's fingers are becoming more and more familiar. Of course, they are only familiar with sharp words.

Until after 24 spiritual seals, Ningfan demonic power ran out before breathing out turbidity, taking out a Dan medicine to restore demonic power.

A day later, he did his best to stamp the sword again.

25, 26, 27...

After engraving 49 spiritual impressions, their demonic power ran out.

Ningfan found that the more spiritual impressions, the more difficult it is to engrave.

He took Dan's breath, the next day, and stamped again.

Day after day, the golden flamethrower is on the road, the fly behind the car is on the tail, Lu Waner is on the spiritual treasure, Ningfan, is engraving the spiritual impression.

On the 5th day, the Spiritual Print reached 114 and broke the sword, breaking through the finest intermediate magic treasure.

On the 14th day, the Spiritual Imprint reached 328, causing the sword to be cut off and the ultimate superior to be broken.

Day 65, the spiritual seal reaches 1547, chopping off the sword and breaking the peak of excellence!

On Day 154, the spiritual seal reached 7,455, cutting off the sword, more powerful than the ordinary Xuantian treasure, all scored!

Five months!

For exactly 5 months, Ningfan took as much as a mountain gift of restorative medicine to refine only one treasure.

It is only the 7456th Dao Ling impression, Ningfan, the imprint is extremely reluctant, even if imprinted, imperfect.

It must be because its own demonic power has only reached this realm... the engraving of the spiritual imprint, after all, needs the demonic power of the imprint.

Looking at the starlight sword in the palm of his hand, his eyes flashed.

This sword is so sharp!

Fortified with 7,455 spiritual impressions, this sword triumphs over the treasures of ordinary Xuantian.

Even because of the mere engraving of the word 'sharp', I am afraid that it is a true spiritual order flying sword, the singular sharp is no better than chopping off a sword!

Just flat in the palm, the edge of the blade flashes a ray of swords, punctures the void and punctures the cracks...

Ningfan waved to cut it apart, gently cut it, void in front of him, flattened by an unusual piece, cut it, divided the two sides of the dark pitch black...

“What a sharp sword! With this sword, is the second kingdom of Yunnan Empty flesh, I can break the defense with one sword! ”

If you are an ordinary monk, you will never just add sharpness to your flying sword, but ignore the many flying sword factors such as rapid speed, sturdy endurance, and sensual change.

Ningfan did not consider speed and divinity, because cutting off the sword is not a flying sword!

Nor does he fear that the sword will be crumbled because it is not strong enough… it is a sword made entirely from the iron of the Tai Gu stars. It can be defeated and cannot be broken!

Five months of engraving, the result was extremely satisfactory to Ningfan.

Slightly chopped, turned into starlight, and earned eyebrows.

Thoughts swept away, for five months, Lu Waner was still spiritually attached to the broken god...

I'd rather have my eyebrows wrinkled, slightly worried.

“Is it so difficult to attach a spiritual illusion to Premium Treasure...”

I felt Lu Waner's breath still there, so I just relaxed a little.

In five months, the Golden Flamethrower has flown 240 million miles out of Northern Desert City!

But it's 500 million miles from Luoyundu County.

As such, he had no choice but to pardon Alchemy, wait to reach Metropolitan County, and Wan Zi left.

“Coagulate!”

In the Alchemy Room, Ningfan's hands grabbed it and turned into two illusory Dandings.

One, full of moisture, and the other, full of magic.

Divine! Five Essential Techniques for the Alchemist!

The first is the rain, the second is the magic of Mount Morrow!

The magic of the mountain is several times stronger than the rain, but I see Ningfan shaking his head, one finger down, shattering the mountain, reaching out, the rain fell over the sea of fire.

Though strong, it is highly magical and is not suitable for use in alchemy. On the contrary, rain is weak, but moisturizing, but ideal for refining alchemy.

There are four medicines that Ningfan must refine.

Furongdan, Clutch Dan, Broken Gengdan, Brown Blood Dan.

Fortunately, all four types of Dan drugs are five shifts to lower levels, and now Ningfan alchemy is enough to refine.

However, this is, after all, the first formal refining of the pentodant drug.

In view of the need for failure and accumulation of experience, it is preferable to start refining from Duomotan rather than from the clutch of the most ingredients.

This Dan medicinal material, enough to be refined 11 times, Ningfan, allowed to fail 10 times.

In order to reduce the refining time of each of the five rotundans, I would rather wave my hands and take out the green flame.

Now carrying two kinds of earth fires, three kinds of heavenly frost, Ningfan does not need to find another cold place to devour the earth fire.

Its body, because of an extra heavenly frost, is incredibly cold, and requires a third ground fire to balance the cold force.

Swallow the green flame for half a month, preferring to sit like meditation, the tattoo is immobile.

Half a month later, his eyes opened and his momentum shook, at which point his powers began to surge.

It is enough to absorb one third of the firepower by eating green fires, as it is now being repaired.

675 A power, after raising 340 A, reached 1015 A.

Raising magic is not the greatest aim of all, so it does not refine the heart's milk.

His purpose is to transform three kinds of earth fires, three kinds of heavenly frost, into grey yin and yang fires, alchemy!

Thus, Ningfan's alchemist speed is six times faster than the usual five alchemists.

According to his estimation, even refining club dan would only take January.

11 tablets, Ningfan failed 8 times, 9th time, refined a semi-finished product of residual dandelion.

Not disappointed, satisfied on the contrary, he explored 9 times, he had some insight into the refining of Wuzhangdan medicine.

Seven pieces of broken Dan medicine, he failed twice, and the third time he refined the residual Dan.

Brown blood dan, failed only once, the second time, directly refined the barely qualified dan drug.

And finally, it's called the Reproductive Dan, and it fails once to refine the crippled Dan.

Three months of failure, preferring to have enough experience with several kinds of dandruff.

He repeatedly reckoned that, after enough confidence, it was the furnace that opened the alchemy.

In the fourth month, Li He Dan Cheng.

In May, Dan Cheng will be broken.

June, Brown Blood Dancheng.

In the eighth month, two of them were reconstructed.

After eight months of alchemy, Ningfan can finally become a qualified five-shift lower alchemist.

It's only eight months of hard work, and I'd rather find that its alchemy improves slightly.

I want to upgrade Dan technology to intermediate level, I'm afraid it won't be possible without decades of hard work...

Metro County, less than a month away.

Ningfan loaded five Dan pills, put away, move the muscles and make a bone collision noise.

“Is this the age of cultivation... 5 months of alchemy, 8 months of alchemy, 8 months of alchemy, the life of a monk, is really boring... 5 months has passed, I don't know if Autumn Spirit is worried about me... this woman's sword collapse date, 30 years left, her life is temporarily unimpeded...”

She did not immediately summon the female tea girl, restore the face of the second woman, and the rejuvenating dan, it is necessary to take it with the medicine bath.

Pharmaceutical bath objects, because the second daughter is a demonic race, and there are several kinds of psychotropic drugs, which need to be replaced by demonic grass.

Sex herbs are not precious and should be readily available in Metropolitan.

Pushing out the door, the mind swept away, Lu Waner still hasn't closed.

Just the refiner indoors, the pharmacopoeia fluctuating, getting more intense.

“Almost there...”

Ningfan dared not enter the refinery room to disturb Lu Waner.

Just a few days later, Ning Fan felt that Lu Waner's breath was still normal, but in the days when this spirit was about to succeed, it was abruptly weakened...

With a sinking eye, Ningfan didn't know where he was. At this final juncture of the treasure, it was Lu Waner who sacrificed the treasure with all his heart.

In the refiner room, the movement gradually calmed down.

The door opened, but she walked out of a pale, hazy purple coat.

Spirituality in March and a year, for Yuan Baby in the middle of the year, the consumption is not important.

Especially when it makes the claim, it attaches not only the Suction Spirit to the Shredding Spirit Whip, but also the Virtual ‘Thunder Spirit' Spirit to enhance the power of the Blood Thunder Shredding Baby.

She is an immortal, virtual spirit iron.

It's just from sucking the iron, she can see that Ningfan's eyes are too high to see the level of transformation...

She has only three "Lei Ling" spiritual irons.

So, she used the cloud to bring the mystery - the spiritual technique, self-infliction of blood, drawing three ‘Lei Ling’ has merged, forcibly spiritual, reluctantly, attached the second divine talent, the grade, and the virtual level...

It's divine, obscure, difficult to learn, weak odds, more self-inflicted, but she doesn't care.

With her ecstasy, for the first time, she used chemical grade spiritual iron, and ascended spirits into void...

And it was the first time that I tried, adding a second Divine Spirit for the Spiritual Costume... so I wasted a year.

Sole, become…

Just because her body was too weak, she couldn't even maintain her figure. Under the purple skirt, she revealed the tail of four white foxes...

With a shredded whip, it seems to hold the most precious treasure.

She pushed out the door, but never expected, outside the door, there was Ningfan waiting.

“Yeah, why are you here...”

Lu Wan 'er smiled sweetly and handed the shredded whip to Ningfan, looking forward to a praise.

But he preferred to speak with a heavy face, but he was reprimanded.

“How so reckless, I didn't say that Pharaoh is just a dead thing, for Pharaoh's self-harm, not worth it! ”

Ancient monks, for the sake of refining dry generals, swords of the devil, throw themselves into the furnace fire, which, in Ningfan's view, is not worth it!

Now there is Lu Waner, who broke the divine whip for spirituality, self-inflicting blood, but promoting success...

Lu Waner's heart is sour.

Self-inflicted, only for the spirits of Lu Bei. The result is not praise, but reprimand...

It's just that this sour heart just rises and is instantly replaced by shyness.

She shouted, unable to find herself, she was lifted by Ningfan and rushed straight to the bedroom.

Even Ningfan's hands, deliberately and unintentionally, touched her fox tail, making her limp and crispy.

“Lu... Lu Bei, don't, don't be here... I can't live with it...” she asked, but there was a hint of anticipation in her mind.

“Chenghuan?” I'd rather laugh.

“When you're feeling better, have a good day! This matter, we'll talk about later, right now, your only task is to fix it! Lose your heart and work it out! Heart and blood damage, if you don't make it up to you in time, not only the number of injuries, but also the impact on repair... I'll take you to rest! ”

Ningfan bent his arms and held Lu Waner tighter.

One step forward, the smoke shadow has been dissolved and appears in the sleeping palace of the Golden Flame Palace.

Remove the embroidered shoes, place them on a soft collapse, and cover them with a thin quilt.

Lu Waner seemed like a shy little fox, shrunk in the middle, only his eyes were exposed, half his face rolling hot, all hidden in the quilt.

She was hugged by Ningfan... and her most secret and sensitive fox tail was touched by Ningfan...

The grievance is sudden, but when you think about it, the original grievance is clearly concerned...

“Lu Bei, he cares about me, so he scolds me... he doesn't even look at Bao, because he cares about me...”

Lu Waner's heart, pounding and jumping.

“Idiot, idiot... Two kinds of magical magicians, don't even look at it, but look at me as an ugly girl... idiot...”

Lu Waner whispered and scolded.

“You eat this Dan, rest now, I'm here to protect you...”

“Well, but don't do it while I'm asleep...”

Lu Waner's eyelids are getting sleepy.

She felt Ningfan's fingers, twisting Dan's medicine, sticking into her lips and touching her wet, soft tongue.

She was a little upset, but there was no resistance, she was getting sleepy, slowly closing her eyes...

By the bed, Lu Wan Fan looked at the sleeping area and relieved himself slightly.

“Silver blood dan should be taken in a timely manner, it should not cause loss of heart and blood, so it is good...”

When I think of this woman, in order to attach a spiritual treasure to herself, she damages herself. I prefer to close my eyes, but my heart is moved.

Ever since, this woman has never shown herself.

But her thoughts and concerns were better known.

It's just Lu Waner, I don't know Ning Fan's concerns.

“If I told you that I am not from the North, would you regret...”

He sighed, his palms touched Lu Waner's cheek, and at this moment, the golden flame truck, slightly trembled.

This slight tremor leaves Ningfan, eyes exposed.

Close to Metro County, tailed flies, impatient.

It keeps up with the speed of the golden flame truck, the flies, not weak! Three of them, let the breath flow!

Ningfan held the shredded whip and stepped out of the Golden Flame Palace.

Try the magic potion with these flies!

But a few steps later, he suddenly stagnated, listening, incredibly looking at the shredded whip.

This is when he realized that there are two kinds of divine powers in this whip.

“Suck... Lei Ling?! ”

His heart trembled and his eyes softened.

“It turns out... your spiritual attachment in March of one year, self-inflicting loss of heart and blood, in order to, is this the second kind of divine attachment... your spiritual attachment is not the divine attachment of Fabao, but wants to attach your shadow to my heart... you, have done it...”

“Just now, it seemed like it was time to praise you… the tone was a little heavy…”

He closed his eyes and his eyes were cold again.

“Quick battle... these flies are disturbing Wan 'er's rest...”