Grasping Evil

Silver robe with white hair, purple electric silver hammer, Wang Xiao did not say much, the vest produced a pair of large silver wings, stepped out, body constantly elevated, after a few steps, turned into 1,500 huge.

Before this giant, it seemed that the ants were small but fearless.

“The flesh is immense...” Ningfan did not say anything. This is the method of warfare of the ancient gods. Unfortunately, Ningfan's refinery is very different from the ancient gods.

After Giant Silver Yu made a sharp roar, Thousand Miles Purple Tail, clearly daylight, but dropped a strange night color in the sky, pitch black, and couldn't reach five fingers.

Standing in the darkness, I prefer to look seriously. I don't know where this is the genius of the Ice Lords - the art of the night!

Nightingales, creatures born in the night.

Ice lord, melting demonic power with blood, demonic power to evolve the night, also the night to shield all eyes and perceptions of the enemy.

If anyone tries to stab out, they have to see the hundred things in the darkness, and the demon cult has no idea what happened on the purple table.

I can't see it clearly, but I prefer to feel it. It's just above my head, and it's a thrilling, broken air, and it's blowing down!

The purple star flashed with his left eye. Ningfan's eyes pierced the darkness and saw everything.

In the middle of the darkness, the giant Silver Feather, the giant Purple Electric Hammer, hit his head.

This smashing force shook nine thunderclouds in the sky. Each thundercloud was a thunderbolt collapse caused by the ultimate force in the long sky. Along the ripples, layers swept apart, smashing the void.

Nine Thunderclouds, Nine Powers, this is the ultimate application of force after the flesh has become huge.

Come on, too fast! This hammer is fast enough to compare the speed of the Late Phantom and sneak attack in the darkness. If you can't see the attack of the giant hammer, you are afraid of the peak of Phantom, you will be seriously injured under this hammer.

Looking at the bigger purple gold hammer than the mountain, looking at the nine-fold purple wave-like collapse thunder cloud, Nine Fan gods, demons, and demon stars operated together. At this moment, his flesh did not become huge, but his back was burning, his body demon blood boiled, and his surrounding blood thunder thundered.

With black hair flying in the wind and huge purple and black wings shaking behind her, Ningfan's speed reached the ultimate.

It's like a purple thunder, rushing into the sky, facing a nine-dozen thunder clouds.

Each heavy thundercloud is enough to bombard the early Kaizen, the Nine in One, and the power is enough to seriously damage the God in the medium term.

But once Thunderstar flashed, Ningfan's eyes swept away, the thundercloud of district spells began to break, collapse, and smoke dissipated!

Through the Nine Thunderclouds in a row, Nine Thunder Clouds, Ningfan chopped off the sword and one sword chopped on the mountain hammer.

With all his strength, he concentrated on the sword as much as he could. In that case, it was like a summer mosquito hit a mortal in the palm of his hand, and he seemed to be powerless.

But the power of this sword is remarkable, the sword hammer is in contact with each other, very large and very small collision, the ‘knock’ ground is loud, the falling force of the giant hammer, the direction is split by Ningfan, but the power of this hammer, through the cutting of the sword to the chest, at the same time, let Ningfan Qi blood surge.

“This king's body refining realm is afraid of approaching the third level of the jade order, my strength, he is weak a lot...”

The first hammer was opened by Ningfan, the second hammer fell again, a little eyebrow heart, took out the shredded whip, and whipped one on the purple hammer.

This draws down, 10,000 miles of sky, thick bloody thunder clouds, thunder rolls.

Thunder struck the purple hammer, but was absorbed by the giant hammer for the most part. Only a few of them were contacted by the giant hammer heart and bombarded the Wang Wang Dantian.

Knowing that the heart could not hurt Wang Wang, Ningfan put away the shredded divine whip, flashing his wings, at the speed of the peak of the Comparative Divine Spirit, instantly quit hundreds of miles, cut off a wave, darkness, split in half by a sword, dissipate!

With a very clear understanding of Wang Wang's power, it is impossible to beat this man by merely chopping off swords and breaking divine whips.

This man is impatient and arrogant, but his strength is not weak.

In the darkness, the outsiders could not see the two fighting, but the 10,000 mile blood thunder, the thousand mile darkness, the massive noise of the collapse of the Nine Thunder Clouds, the chilling of the ice, none of them involved the nerves surrounding the demonic race, you can imagine, this first face, how fierce the offense of the two people, how many means were used.

However, to this extent, Ningfan is still safe and sound. However, he turned into a king of 1,500 giants, with a tiny trace of silver blood in his mouth.

The king is hurt?!

The monarch of Silver Yu's giant body, his eyes were angry and confused, he hid his senses with the Ice Yu clan's crippling night magic, and attacked him with a purple electric hammer. He was a late monk of the tempered god, and he was afraid that he would not be able to penetrate the darkness. Under these hammers, he needed to be somewhat injured.

But Ningfan, the hole penetrated his darkness, otherwise he would never have targeted his attack and broken it.

Piercing the darkness has made Wang Luo incomprehensible, crushing the Nine Thunderclouds with his body, making Wang Luo unbelievable. If there is an explanation for all of this, then what follows makes Wang Luo horrified.

The first hammer of the two hammers, rather than hiding, was the hammer of the sword, three feet of green, resisted by the giant purple electric hammer of the mountains, but this was not at all the two blades of a rank, the result of collision, but Wang Qiqi only slightly dominated.

Wang Wang Wang self-proclaimed, his refining realm is undoubtedly higher than Ningfan's, to change the law phase, but the refining realm is lower than his Ningfan, without the law phase, only leveling one sword, then he almost completely took a blow… If he said that he was immense in flesh, the other side condensed his energy.

There are two diametrically opposite ways of refining the body, but the result is almost no winning or losing.

It's the second hammer that hurt the king!

He heard the true identity of Ningfan from the fire burning the land, and was familiar with the magic of Ningfan smoking and killing babies. The key was to use thunder. Therefore, the purple hammer method, the treasure of thunderbolt, was deliberately used to counteract each other's thunderbolt with the treasure of thunderbolt, so as to avoid the danger of evil soul injury.

His purple electric hammer is the Upper Pin Ling Bao. He prefers the Shattered Divine Whip to the Chinese Pin Ling Bao. But in terms of thunder, it is the Whip of Ning Fan who wins by one stroke. The thunder force resists, and the treasure is sucked to kill the soul, injuring the Wang Xuan demon. Even a fine soul armor worn by his own demon was smashed by thunder. If not on the demon's soul, there was a cold seal. He feared not only minor injuries, but serious injuries...

Even though the injury was minor, it made the king look terrible. He was never careless or merciful, but he was injured by the ants on the first face... which is a great shame.

“No wonder this son can kill Zou Fu and other generals, his strength is not weak, and the second hammer falls, this son avoids at extremely fast speed, that speed seems not weak how much it would have been... but trying to compete with this would have been, not enough! ”

Wang Wang's face was heavy, the two hammers were sacrificed, the fingertips changed, the morphology of the thunder hammer changed, one of which was transformed into a Thunder Court purple mountain, facing Ningfan as the head of the town.

If you want to beat Ningfan, you can't just use brute force, you have to use some means.

The power of Heavenly Spirit, as Wang Wang Wang's fingertips changed, was led by the thunder mountain, did not enter the mountain body. At first, the thunder mountain was still in the sky, but in an instant, the sky moved by the sky, approaching the top of Ning Fan's head hundred.

The other hammer is turned into a violet minefield that seals all sides of Ningfan. Once suppressed by the Thunder Mountains, the minefield will seal it further and the Ethereal Gods will incarcerate Ningfan and will not escape.

This is the changing magic of purple hammer, transformed into mountains, thunder jails, dedicated to repression and besieging the enemy repair.

Purple Mountain Thunder Hell!

The power of the town, the air condenses, makes people breathe. The air wave blew on his face, like a needle prick.

Ning Fan's gaze was heavy, all sides were sealed, and his head was overturned by the town, and he could not avoid it. If it were usual, he could still use the art of transforming God, transforming the entity into an ink shadow to disperse and recolonize, avoiding a blow, but at this moment, he felt that the ancient soldiers, with the ability to attack the phantom entity, would be killed by this mountain town even if turned into an ink shadow!

No escape, this purple hammer must be torn from the front before it is suppressed!

This monarch, in battle with Fabao, is fierce and determined in his attitude.

But a powerful magic treasure, besides chopping off swords and shredding divine whips, he has one more.

Blood Sword!

One pat of storage bag, blood dragon soul flashed, a broken, ancient blood sword floated in hand.

As soon as this sword comes out, Wang Qiang's face is full of color, he will not shame.

“Blood Dragon Demon Sword? This sword is a carp companion, blood dragon family treasure, but the sword power is sealed, by virtue of which the sword is sealed grade, not purple electric hammer opponent... and this sword seal, because you cannot break it! ”

Wang Wang did not finish his speech and his eyes narrowed sharply.

But Ning Fan didn't say anything, pressed his fingers directly against the body of the sword, and ruined it!

This rub, purple gold wind sand flowing, blood sword body trembling, like soul palpitation, the first seal, but under the wind sand rapidly ablation.

At this moment when the seal of the Blood Sword was broken, a long-standing dragon chant was suppressed, spreading on the purple platform, turning into a bloody rage!

Put away the cleavage, hold the blood sword, prefer to feel your heart God, is being shaken by the blood of this sword, but bite the teeth, also releasing not less than half a stride of false blood, force the sword to suppress the vicious power.

Blood sword, in resistance.

The sword is the dead, but the dead is forged by the bones of the Dragon of Heavenly Demon Grade, with an arrogant bone that is unyielding.

No, no, no! Not willing to die, not willing to be driven by anyone, unwilling to be only a sword of dragonbones in the district!

Ho!

Extremely weird, in the blood sword, but the wrath of the Dragon's tsunami!

It resists, tries to break free from Ningfan's hands, tries to reverse Ningfan's control.

Just when the cold words of Ningfan sounded, when the fingertips of the purple gold wind sand flowed, the blood sword of the dead body, for the first time, felt a small, humble, palpitations...

“Again! What kind of magic is this purple gold wind sand? ”

Shu Shun's face changed and he stood up.

And Wang Wang, swallowed the saliva, his forehead could not help but seep a little sweat.

Because he clearly saw that Fan had torn the Blood Dragon Demon Sword... the first seal!

The pressure of a half-step treasure spread from the sword of blood!

“He seriously unsealed this sword! Bad!”

At this moment, Ningfan swords! His eyes swept away the mines, the mountains, the verbal threats, and he seemed to give orders to the blood sword.

“Whatever status and glory you had in the blood dragon tribe, but after death you became a sword, for my use, and bowed yourselves! If you do not bow down and dare to rebel, I will wipe the sword away forever with a finger of smoke! ”

As Ningfan sounded threatened, the blood sword calmed down.

Tearing apart the first seal was a trick with the smoke of the wind, did not completely conquer the blood sword, could have played the power of the treasure, but at this moment barely amounted to half a step of treasure.

Just like that, that's enough. If it is a true treasure, it is not enough to control it.

Even a half-step treasure is nothing more than a half-step pressure to conquer the sword.

Seems like his own blood, quickly swallowed by the blood sword.

I prefer to look a little pale, but there is an irresistible sword rising around me.

At the peak of the sword, the blood sword swords a finger over the thunder mountain, all the sword qi, erupted at this moment, and with the blood sword here, a grisly dragon roar is emitted!

Ho!

Ten, Baiduo, Thousand... under this thorn, nearly a million blood swords and shadows, covering the heavens and the earth, came out stunning!

The thunderbolt sword sounded all over the cloud, and the fierce beast sword sword swept back to the cloud. Under this sword sword sword sword sword, whether a thunderbolt or a thunderbolt mountain, could not approach or suppress half a step, and was photographed by the sword in the air.

Once the blood sword is cut, a million swords into one sword, when the sky is split, the thunder mountain is broken, the thunder prison is extinguished, turned into two spiritually reduced purple electric hammers, heavily struck at the feet of Ningfan, smashing the purple platform out of a hundred deep pits.

It is well worth being a Tai Ancient Divine Soldier, crushed by the Blood Sword, but it is still stubborn. If it is an ordinary superior Qufa Bao, I fear it would have been crushed under the power of a sword.

Pfft!

Tai Ancient Divine Soldier was crushed, Wang Wang Wang's chest ached, withdrew from the Phantom of Law, half kneeling a drop, coughed several mouths of reverse blood, look horrible.

The blood sword with the carp, once the seal is broken, it is so strong... the most unbelievable is the early ants of Ningfan District Zoning God, why can the seal be broken...

Ningfan was equally uncomfortable. This sword almost drew half of his fine blood. If he waved this sword again, he feared that it would be sucked dry directly by the blood sword, and his blood would die...

“Good sword! But in my current realm, I can't control it at will, otherwise the sword's power will not just be to kill the thunder hammer, but... one sword flattens the spirit for hundreds of thousands of miles! Kill the king! ”

If you tear the second seal... you may wake up and break the power of the void!

With the sight of Wang Wang Huang injured, Ningfan was also drained of a lot of fine blood, and the faces of Shun and Lu Dao Dust were filled with clotting and shock.

Shocked, nature is that Ningfan has just transformed into a god, and he still won't let down the wind in the battle with the king.

Weighted, if Wang Wang and Ningfan are hurt, nine boundary maps will fall into the hands of Zifei and others, no one will defeat the Palace of the Spirit...

This is precisely why Zifei has always been silent about the fight between the two of us. Why should we stop it? The more we lose, the more chance the Palace of the Spirit has... the better!

“This Lu Bei indeed has the first strength to fight. If the palace doesn't look bad, he can only force the blood sword, enough to kill Wang Wang, but then, he will surely also be seriously injured... Oh, I can't imagine that this Lu Bei is not an ant, and this Wang Wang is so hard to hit...”

“It's not that the king is too weak, it's Lu Bei... too strong.” Princess Mai Yan whispered correctly.

The two shadows jumped onto the purple stage, blocking Ningfan and Wang Wang Wang's center, in order to prevent the situation of both defeats and injuries.

“Enough! General Wang, stand down! This battle is being handled in a tie!” Hu Shunlin said.

“Lu Bei, that's enough, this battle is over, no more fighting!” Land dust persuaded.

If Fan is silent, he also knows that the main thing should be at this moment, just let him go of this opportunity to kill Wang Wang... he doesn't want to!

And Wang Wang, even less willing to lose in Ningfan's hands.

He did not want to admit it, but had to admit that Fan's cultivation was weaker than his own, but his strength was better than his own. If this fight goes on, I'd rather die than kill myself with a blood sword!

But he doesn't want to lose to Ningfan!

“I, dissatisfied! If you don't have a blood sword, you won't be able to stop it! Lu Bei, win and lose today, try to win and lose with the last move, you dare to take it! ”

“A trick? ”

Shu Shun glanced down, the land dust frowned, but Ningfan's eyes were frowned upon.

“A trick? Are you sure? ”

“Nice, I'll wait for all of you to leave no minor injuries, fight on, it's hard to win or lose...” Wang Wang Wang refused to bite his teeth, so he didn't want to say it, but it's true!

“One move! If you win, the sin of killing the carp companion and others can be reversed. If you lose, you die, the boundary map is mine! ”

“One move! No spelling, just witchcraft! How dare you! ”

“Witchcraft! Don't you dare! ”

Ningfan's body rose with purple gas. In a room, half the sky was dyed by Zixia.

Wang Wang Wang Wang seems impossible today, but this move...

You must seriously injure this person!

The king is strong, but he can't stop himself!

Standing negatively and stepping on the ground, he put the two purple hammers in front of him and put them in the bag for his own use.

Wang Wang looked down, but didn't say much.

“This move would have killed you, since you can take back the purple hammer... one move, Ben will only have one move of power...”

Above the demon's soul, there is a cold seal. At this moment, the king seals the seal and tears apart a gap!

A monstrous momentum, held on to the king lord, for a moment, its demonic power momentum, actually crazily increased, can compare to the peak of God!

Prince Shu's face changed. “This is...”

“This is my second genius, the Ice Mark! This seal is a moment when a demon seniors Wang holds the seal, tearing it apart, Wang can improve the demonic power of a small realm... Lu Bei, would have given you one last chance, handed over the realm map, chopped yourself an arm, bowed to thank you, would have spared you your life! ”

“Noise! ”

Ningfan lifted his finger, fingertips purple gold wind sand flowed, smoke all over.

Wind clouds, purple smoke!

“Again!” Shu Shun gazed so closely, he felt a slight crisis from the top of the surgery.

I still feel dangerous, moreover, the king of Morty has raised this secret, seriously injured the spitting peak of the blood God.

“Monarch, the prince advises you, stand down! You, not Lu Bei! ”

“Fuck off, Prince of the Lower Boundary of the District, what are you qualified to call Ben by his name! ”

Wang Wang has gone insane, and his eyes are getting cold and calm.

It's like all emotions are frozen.

Above the left palm, there is a cold air of purple snow dancing, and above the right palm, there is a black ice breeze with ice grains.

As soon as these two things appeared, the dust surface of the land lane changed dramatically and immediately preached to Ningfan.

“Careful! In this move, Wang Wang used two kinds of frost chill! # 6 ‘East Polar Wind' and # 4 ‘Emperor Snow’! ”