Grasping Evil

The paper crane stayed at Ning's house, and Ning Qian accompanied her in the room.

Outside the house, Ningfan sits on the back of a green bull with a willow whip in his hand, and his eyes are waveless.

He was bright and thin, but did not dare to resist, let alone dissatisfied at all.

The Wang clan separated, the demons retreated, even demons are not counted as blue cows, and they dare not offend Ningfan.

Wang Carpenter knew his daughter's resolve, and after sighing, had no intention of stopping her.

But the Wu family, from the county city, came to find a lot of rogue, 35% of the group, came to the village of Ning to make trouble.

Many of them carry instruments, stop outside the Ningjia bamboo hedge, or someone holds a torch, claiming that the Ningjia does not place paper cranes, they want to set people on fire!

“Hey, if you don't let people go, I won't wait... I heard that Ningqian, the mother of Ningfan, was also excellent in this village, although it has been 30 years, but the style is still there, the paper crane is what grown-ups want, I dare not move, but Ningqian...”

A Plankton, self-defeated.

But they don't know, in the eyes of Ningfan, who is truly lawless, that they are nothing.

The voice insulted, let Ningfan's eyes reveal the cold light. This cold light rose for a moment, he prompted the green bull, and his hands whipped with willows!

A whipping shadow pulled out, but it seemed like it instantly turned out to be a thousand ways, smoking on dozens of rogues at the same time.

It's a willow whip, but it hurts more than iron!

Aah!

One scream, spread all over Ning village, one time, surprised within the village, bird barking!

Ningfan did not kill... Eight years in the sun, 96 months, he calmed his life, only to raise his heart to ask. Once a man is killed, his blood stains his mind, he breaks his heart and asks, and this illusion can no longer be stayed.

The day you get along with your mother, it ends...

And in this illusion, Ning Qian is a human woman. If she sees herself killing people, will she fear...

“In order to see your mother for a few more days, please forgive me for waiting for your dog's life... interesting, I can't imagine that I would rather not kill anyone! But not kill, but wait. Fear and regret! ”

Ning Fan's eyes fell on the groundhog from which he had molested his mother, and his eyes rose sharply.

One bullet, one shredded willow whip, one slice of willow leaf, turned into a green blade, stabbed into every pussy mouth, chopping off everyone's tongue!

Aah!

A Plankton, a pain diamond, but it's harder to say a word, but his tongue is chopped to mute!

And all the groundhounds, Qi Qi, at this moment, looking in the direction of Ning Fan, do not die for the next prayer, this scene, by the means of willow leaves chopping tongue, let them... chill!

It's not human, it's monster!

I can't. I can't! Can a man fight a monster? Not to mention the fact that Plankton has lived for countless years and has never seen a monster that can kill people with willow leaves!

Even little demon kids who occasionally show up in rural counties are just possessed and making noise, causing you trouble sleeping and eating.

Anyone who kills with impunity and will kill at will must be a master of all means!

Unfortunately, they know the secrets of the ‘demons', but they dare not preach them, and because they become mute, they cannot preach them.

Dozens of people were killed and fled back to the county. Seven days later, in Wu's house in Dongxian County, Wu Dongnan looked at the 47 plants he had raised, his tongue was cut off as many times as possible, and his face was furious!

“What's going on! Aren't you going to rob kisses? Why are you cut off from your tongue? Who is so bold, dare to cross the East County border, offend me Wu Dongnan! ”

A punk, all frightened by Ningfan's ‘witchcraft’, while the only punk who could write a few words, barely wrote nine words on paper.

I'd rather not sin than be a demon!

“The demon? Ridiculous! I don't know how many demons there are in the world. Right, this Ningfan, I'm afraid he's a martial arts master. I heard that martial arts practice to the high realm, but he can also kill people with flying leaves... hum, this time, I'll go to Wu Dongnan to ask the head of Hung Teaching to take this Ningfan, it shouldn't be difficult... but just in case, Zhuge Xianshi is invited to go with me, if there really is a demon, let the Taoist take it...”

Three days later, as soon as he turned around, feasted, and gave a gift, Wu Dongnan invited the famous Hung Teacher and Zhuge Xianshi of the county.

The former is a master of martial arts. After 40 years, his inner strength is extremely strong. His temple is so high that he can rise up to the point of killing Fei Ye. As soon as he heard of Ning Cun's young master, he immediately looked away.

“Don't worry, Master Wu, this person may have good talent, he has touched the secret of ‘flying leaf killing’ in martial arts, but this person is only 16 years old after all, talented, but his inner strength must not be as good as mine. This child may be powerful against ordinary people, but it is not worth mentioning in front of Hung! ”

Master Zhuge snorted softly.

“What can a samurai do, but he doesn't know that there are fairies in the world... Although the alleyway is four layers, even three or five mortal masters can easily be killed... This does not need to be done by the head of the Hung Dynasty, only one alleyway! A flame, enough to kill! ”

Teacher Hung and Zhuge Xianshi, the verbal needlepoint, seemed to have had a problem.

Seeing the two quarrels, Wu Dongnan was comforting, and his heart had moved the killing machine.

“Teacher Hung, Zhuge Xianshi, please remember, this Ningfan is indeed a demon! ”

If Wu Dongnan wants to bite the identity of Ningfan demon and kill this person, he will not break the laws of the country.

Teacher Hung and Zhuge Xianshi, the Heart Leader, smiled at the eyes.

If the two of them do it, they'll each get a hundred taels of silver.

Take money, put an end to people's disasters, bite to the fact that Ningfan is a demon, kill him innocent!

A line of people swept out of the county and fought, but it was the name of the demon.

When the bank went outside the village of Ning, it had not yet entered the village, but saw Ningfan riding the cow, holding the willow whip, his eyes frosted, sweeping everyone.

“This man is Ningfan!” A pamphlet leading the way, pointing to the young cattle riding yelling.

As soon as he heard this, Teacher Hung and Zhuge Xianshi weighed Ningfan together. After confirming that the child was only fifteen or sixteen years old, they were all looking for merit.

After all, the head of Hung Dynasty took a bigger step, took a step forward, and there was a tiger and a sword in his hand, and he scolded Ning Fan.

“The demon prefers to die! ”

“With you! ”

Ning Fan glanced at him, his blood was full, and his breath was flying.

At this moment, but whoever was swept away by his eyes, his knees were soft, he knelt down, Cesar trembled, and his heart trembled.

Zhuge Xianshi's face changed dramatically. He is absolutely certain of one thing at this moment. That is... Ningfan in front of him, a monk! It's millions of times higher than his realm! Just one pressure, own 16 fairy veins, crumble as many as you can!

Pfft!

His breath of blood erupted and he blew the dust on the ground. It was already cold and he looked at Wu Dongnan with great anger.

What a southeast Wu! When it comes to killing thieves, killing such predecessors... this is a lie to die for!

Hung is closer to Ningfan and more sensitive to Ningfan Weiwei.

At the time of the bloody attack, the steel ring knife in the hands of Hung Dynasty directly shattered into pieces, and one of its arms, more like blood mist shattered, painful diamond heart!

Dantian demolished, Wuyi seemed to burn, the Hung Dynasty head seemed like a heavy blow, flying directly, falling dust, but not undercover, coughing blood, eyes equally hateful, looking to Wu Dongnan.

What a master!

This man is not a martial arts practitioner, this is not internal strength, this is really a demon, or the kind who doesn't want to be guilty of killing Teacher Hung!

“Who dares rob my wife! ”

Fan Fan faintly sounded, but seemed to have countless thunder, blowing in the owner's ear, and crawling to the ground.

Wu Dongnan, ignoring the resentment of Teacher Hung and Zhuge Xianshi, he just couldn't believe Ning Fan, this look, Wu Dongnan had seen, but before that, he could not have imagined, Ning Fan was that person!

The master of this face, appeared day and night in Wu Dongnan's dream!

In that dream, Wu Dongnan was a flying immortal, but every time, he would be easily killed by this person!

Don't mess with him. He can't mess with him!

If I had known that the paper crane was stolen by this person, I would have had 10,000 balls and dared not offend this person!

What about all the family resources, and what about the show talent...

Wu Dongnan believes that even those who want to rob a paper crane are the Vietnamese king, he would dare to step on blood all the way, kill into the Vietnamese palace, and take away the woman he loves.

“Forgive me, my lord! ”

Wu Dongnan knelt down, prostrated himself to death, and summoned a word of Ning Jing in the way of calling Ning Fan in his dreams.

“For the rest of my life, I don't want to see Er wait... get lost! ”

…

In private school, young people in purple clothes who are Orthodox teachings, their eyes show praise.

“This is not a bad thing, but if you only know about killing, it will be difficult to get far on the fairy path... This son will not kill to spend more years with his mother, so do not destroy this illusory atmosphere... The Emperor loves filial piety... 97 days have passed, it is time to tell him an enlightenment...”

Wu Dongnan grey-headed dirt face left, the matter of Ningcun gradually calmed down.

Ningfan took the cow home, and the smell of the meal had come out of the house.

Mother, paper cranes, and myself...

This is the warmth that all dreamers want to have...

He slowly closed his eyes and revealed a satisfied smile. Although he knew everything in front of him, it was an illusion.

Late at night, the second daughter rested, but Ningfan rode the cow out of the village and traveled all the way north.

In the north there is a mountain, the mountain is not high, but on the mountain, only 500, but at the top of the mountain stands a young man in purple clothing, and he stands there, as if he were a god, he can crush all the heavens and earth he sees in front of him...!

I'd rather jump off the green bull, slap the bull head and say goodbye to him.

Green cows turned their backs, seemingly reluctant to leave Ningfan, but Ningfan rebuffed it.

Once in shape, turned into purple smoke, appeared at the top of the mountain, one step apart, standing behind the young man in purple clothing, hugging the fist canal,

“My youngest Ningfan, I have seen Zidou Xianhuang! ”

“Mmm!”

The young man in purple at this moment, in his eyes, has a glimpse of the world.

He is on the mountain, so he is no longer a teacher in the dust, but... the Immortal King!

“I'm with you, for God's sake! You can obtain an enlightenment by setting an examination by the emperor... but before this enlightenment, the emperor has something to ask you... you scare off the thief with courage, you don't kill, you have to leave illusions, why don't you spend more time with your mother, father and wife, but rush to find the emperor! ”

“I need to be reunited with them in the real world! ”

“Well, this answer is bad... with your realm, it is far from enough to see the truth and the faults, and no wonder you... the outside world is real, the illusion here is not necessarily true... one day, you will understand the rotation...”

The young man in purple clothes stopped speaking, and his figure gradually faded away, eventually dissipating into purple mist.

This purple mist, a cage of 500 hills, suddenly rose high and swept all the way to the sky, reaching seven million.

Seven million heights, rather than thinking tremendously, at this moment, he or the illusory self is at the top of the mountains!

“You enter the world of shatter from the infinite sea, your mind from the broken world into the cloud sea, your heart from the cloud sea into the illusion, which of these is true, which is false, you can see through? ”

“You who do not necessarily seek to learn are false, you who do not necessarily kill in the rain realm are true... true and false in the mind! ”

“With the power of revolution, the Emperor evolves in purple fog and purple fog. How much do you know? It is your opportunity to create! ”

With the words of Purple Dou, a hint of purple gas, like a long stream of fine water, did not enter Ningfan.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, in the sky wind, stood at the top of seven million, and realized.

He couldn't see through the round, because he was too weak, he was still in the first step of fixing, but Xianhuang claimed that it was the fourth step!

Four days of true fairies, should be the second step to cultivate, that is, the reason that true fairies cannot even look up to the Immortal Emperor is because they are far from reaching the third step, let alone the fourth step...

This is the strongest of the ancients, giving himself a creation.

Yourself, never waste!

In this purple Qi, as if one step below, you can master the true meaning of the wheel, and perform the revolving technique that dread all the dreams of Xuanzi.

Just too much purple gas, scattered from your fingertips, as if you couldn't grasp the thin sand of the river, as if it were a passing year.

“I have not thoroughly transformed God, not enough to understand the power of the revolution... but if I merely imitate this purple gas and create a spell, I do not necessarily do it... Even if I imitate only half the likeness, this technique is a shadow of the power of the revolution, and if I am in enough circumstances, this technique will surely enlighten the revolution! ”

He looked at it, strangled it in his hand, and evolved the technique.

98 days, 99 days… a day goes by, at the top of the seven million, Ningfan has stood for 247 days!

On the 248th day, he opened his eyes, his fingertips stirred, and the purple mist around him seemed to break into pieces of glass and turn into crystalline dust.

The crystalline dust, every grain, is purple gold, like smoke, like wind and sand.

Ning Fan did not understand the true meaning of the wheel, but he invented a magic trick in the power of the wheel.

He opened his eyes and turned blindly, looking in the direction of Mengxuanzi, pointing the finger to a change.

At this moment, Mengxuanzi's face, shocked hard.

248 days! This child stayed in the illusion for 248 days!

And from this look, from the fingertips, it seems that this child also understood the appearance of a type of spell.

If it's just magic, it's fine, but this magic can't see the grade!

“Unordered? There is only one reason why this technique has no rank… The power involved in this technique is too powerful to be demonstrated at all through rank… He has now repaired it and has not thoroughly transformed God. Therefore, the implementation of this technique is a middle grade chemical product, but if he breaks through the emptiness, then this technique is fiction! If he becomes a fairy, this surgery can be improved step by step and become a fairy! It's not classless, it's too high a grade to understand it all in one breath! ”

Dream Xuanzi's eyes are concentrated. The magic of understanding is far from complete. There are many flaws. In today's repair, it can only play the power of the chemical grade middling, but the power involved makes the Immortal Emperor himself feel a little tricky...

With Ningfan's fingertips, his eyes gradually turned purple gold.

The trick, the power of the silk wheel to evolve purple gold wind sand, is like a smoke, blowing through the heavens and the earth. Only, but all the rocks and grasses caught in this purple gold smoke have withered and faded at unimaginable speeds!

“In a turn, I don't understand... but I do know how time hurries, a hundred years is broken, like a giant stone, that urgency makes me immobile... time, Shaohua, I can feel a little...”

He took a breath and forgot about me, constantly refining the third spell that came to his senses.

Nine steps in the sky, Ink Flow Diversion, each, is its ultimate base card.

This one, must be stronger! Because this is an opportunity given by the Immortal Emperor. Understand!

“What is time, what is Shaohua... Fenghua refers to quicksand, the old is a period of time, this technique, can ablate time, make everything old, rot, its called… purple art, wind smoke! ”

Let all the scoundrels, in this finger of smoke, grow old and become dust!

Ningfan fingered, lit down, purple gold smoke, rolled into Mengxuanzi.

Dream Xuanzi's face changed, pointing out a green light, turning into a hunting breeze, trying to offset the purple gold smoke dust.

Though I am a casual breeze, there is more than enough magic to counteract the high quality of digestion.

But the fresh wind collided with the purple gold smoke, but it could not stop the purple smoke. Instead, the wind attenuated and ablated in the smoke.

Nothing escapes old age, even the wind!

Purple gold wind smoke is a cage of Dream Xuan, with its immortal strength, self-innocuous.

However, even though it is intact, Mengxuanzi clearly feels that his flesh, a little old, his life has been taken away...

Under one of those contacts, the technique of zoning middle-class products actually hurt yourself? It's just a little bit, but it's ridiculous!

If Mengxuanzi is not mistaken, then the power to take life involves the power of rotation... although it seems like it is not, it is on the edge...

“Son, really realize the power of a turn! If there is also a fairy emperor, this finger of smoke is enough to defeat the old man! ”

Step three, over!

Ning Fan's eyes were perfectly clear and he laughed bitterly. When he understood the spell, he actually handled Mengxuanzi. Fortunately, however, this Mengxuanzi did not seem to mean to blame himself.

In the heart, darkly rejoice in the power of this technique.

In this spell, I prefer to have the confidence to kill God in the middle, and in the later stages, there is a slight chance of killing, so that the other party, in the smoke, can turn into flying ash!

248 days, Mana +2480 A, total 3495 A!

And in a sense of awareness, I, with almost complete God, was named but a monument.

“Thank you, Mr. Zidou...”

Ningfan pointed at the distant purple fog and held his fist.

The Immortal Emperor should be dead, the master of the illusion, should only inherit magic.

It's a power that you can't understand, but once, you can understand, you can see through the void, you can understand.

“The afterlife, can be interested, fly up my void realm, join my palace of tablets...”

For the first time, Mengxuanzi took the initiative to raise the awareness of others!

“The younger generation already has a master...”

“Really... that's a shame...” Mengxuanzi shook his head and sighed. Having spoken in his capacity once would suffice, and in the same words, it would not be possible to say it again a second time, forcing each other to be disciples.

He stopped talking, a roll of sleeve robes, the heavens and the earth trembling, with Ningfan, appearing under three monuments.

Neither is the demonic power god, but nature needs to engrave demonic tablets.

“This is the technique of ‘coagulation into pens’, so you can get lucky by engraving your name...”

Dream Xuanzi rolled a sleeve robe, there is already a jade Jane, appeared in front of Ning Fan, ingested by him, pressed in the brow heart.

In an instant, the art of condensation into pens is known.

His luck, already held before the round, does not need this surgery to do more.

Even underneath the ink, there is amazing purple luck hidden with first-rate luck.

If he prefers, he can engrave his purple name, but if he wants to, I'm afraid his luck will change the secret, he will be counted as his true immortal, and he will not be compensated...

“Coagulate!”

Ningfan whisked his sleeve, condensed the gold pen, held it in his mouth, stepped out, stood under the monument, raised his hand, penciled down!

Black name, Ningfan!

“Black?” Mengxuanzi was slightly surprised, but instantly, he shook his head and smiled.

“If you are an ordinary person, your luck is black, you will surely become hopeless, but you are different... Your qualifications, indeed, are evil, even if you are lucky black, you are afraid enough to fly... My husband will be in Xuanwu Xing, waiting for the day when you become a fairy, go! Quickly return to the lower realm and do your best! ”

Dream Xuanzi swept his sleeves and sent Ningfan Heart God back to the lower realm.

Just as the sleeve is brushed, the mind moves and takes out something to give to Ningfan.

“This thing, Kwon Dong Husband and you, make a good fortune! ”

…

At the bottom of Longtan, Ningfan has been asleep for 11 years!

Bored black dragon, catching dark beast, swallowing chemistry.

The royal black dragon rotted the dragon body, he had already pinched his nose and ate it.

For 11 years, he has eaten up almost all the dark beasts in Longtan, and his strength has been almost half-step! It's just a shame, when consuming the king's blood, the black dragon has a chance to revive the king's blood, but unfortunately, a diaphragm makes it fail...

There is also a large group of dark beasts of pure demonic blood, stripped of the toxin by the black dragon and refined for 11 years, condensed into a fist-sized pale golden bloodstream.

Once the bloodstream is completely refined, Black Dragon is confident and truly breaks through half a step of refinement!

By then, although his breath is not floating, and he is not king's blood, and there is no demon body, it is at least half a step to practise vain, isn't it?

The same rank may be weak, but the chances of winning are small against the peak of God...

Half-step emptiness, more than half-step God's Ningfan, fully elevated a great realm...

“Once Brother has broken through the half-step emptiness, it is time to try to break free from the demon ban! ”

Black Dragon hey smile, once you break the ban on demons, you will be free, you will not be afraid of Ningfan.

“In the next half-step, he will crush the Sha Xing, crush him, trample him and destroy him! ”

“Sha Xing, wait, wait for your black tooth grandpa to refine and digest the demon ban, then come and eat you! ”

Black Dragon smiles, but this smile, in the next moment, becomes the expression of a dream.

The bottom of the disc knee, the silent Ningfan, sits atop countless skeletons.

At this moment, its momentum, its knots climbed, and there was a pressure that made the Black Dragon unbalanced, and it was deterred.

Half-step refinement of the power of fiction, including a hint of true fairy power, scares the black dragon to death.

“This Sha Xing, the god has succeeded! What a coincidence! And he's under pressure, but he's just turned into a god. Why has he reached the level of half-step purification? ”

Just the momentum, the black dragon's body hurts and the breath is chaotic.

Blackdragon's eyes shocked. At this moment, Ningfan was shocked. He suddenly got up and put away something that Mengxuanzi had given him. He turned his eyes and looked at Blackdragon.

“You want to crush me, trample me, ravage me? ”

Demon Power, 14750A!

Magic, 3495A!

Mindfulness, mediumterm conversion!

Ning Fan glanced at the black dragon, he was harshly forbidden to remember. Immediately, the black dragon's painful man stood on his horse and moaned. All arrogance became begging for forgiveness.

“Master, forgive me! I'm kidding, kidding! ”

“Are you kidding? ”

Ning Fan snorted coldly, bending his hand and shooting, bringing a huge black dragon to front of him, his eyes lit up.

This black dragon has good credentials. After devouring the dark beast and royal dragon corpse, it was cultivated to the peak of the Kaijin god, and almost revived the king's blood vein. However, there seems to be a diaphragm that makes him break through failure. Otherwise, his fighting power will be greatly improved...

In its body, there is an astonishing group of dark beast sperm blood that has not yet been thoroughly devoured… If it swallows itself, it can not only further enhance demonic power, but also establish the early realm of God.

Such a big complement, but rarely.

“Give me the blood of the Dark Beast!” Ningfan ordered indifference.

“What, what! You're going to rob my brother! ”

Black Dragon showed a crying expression, and before he resisted, he cried out.

The demon is forbidden to rush... I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it.