Grasping Evil

In the cave, the second daughter is still asleep.

Outside the cave, Ningfan is resolute, causing all the smoke!

Purple gold wind smoke, above the sky, constitutes a giant purple painting, but anything that plunges into the painting, whether it is a flowing cloud or a flying bird, immediately dissipates into flying ash and dies in a turn!

The barbarian mountains far away saw this purple gold wind sand, but there was a slight numbness in the scalp.

This technique is carried out by Ningfan. By this, it refers to the present power, which can destroy the later stages of God. However, for the peak of God, it is weakened considerably, and for half a step of purification, it is not difficult to carry on.

The black bear can take this finger, but the power it contains gives him an urge to worship.

Before that, he suddenly felt that the demonic ways he had built in his life were empty.

One turn, Junduo is empty!

The two ugly women, unable to calm their eyes at this moment, asked themselves, if they had preferred to carry out the attack, they would have been wounded, although they would not have died.

This refers to the smoke, it's a little scary, and if Ningfan possesses the cultivation of the Late Phantom, he's afraid of the power of a finger, he can destroy two daughters like ants!

If it weren't for his own man blocking Ning Fan, fearing that he was both of them, he would have died or been injured...

“Is this really the early days of God? ”

Above that sky, the old man in black laid down his bar and looked at the purple gold wind and sand, his face grew more and more concentrated.

He came to the star palace to be distracted, although only in the early days of deification, but his true dignity is the second strongest man in the shatter!

But it is so obvious that it is impossible to see how this purple gold wind and sand weathers everything.

When Ningfan's fingertips changed and the wind sand turned into a purple gold circle, the old man's eyes lit up!

His cultivation is in the Deacon of the Four Deacons, it belongs to the last class, but his understanding of the battlefield, but some Immortals of Life, even true Immortals, cannot compare!

At a glance, the elderly see that the purple gold wind smoke is round, which encompasses the principle of great array.

“Using circles as a formation and sand as a chart, this child is afraid to carve out the situation on this sand chart and urge it to become big... This child's formation is probably unusually broken and incomparable. In terms of bone age, this child is less than 400 years old... how does he have such an amazing understanding of the formation... Old Han, did you teach him... is he your apprentice?! ”

The old man's eyes revealed guilt and silence.

It's just this silence that shows praise after a rainfall.

“Eight-pointed, rainy! This child has good qualifications. He can understand the spirit of the Eight Kinds of Spirits in the lower realm. If he was born in four days, he would be proud to compete with God...”

Outside the cave, Ningfan didn't know that there was an old man spying on him. He only knew that he was spying on the Black Bears.

He was not afraid to reveal his mind in front of the black bear. He was carrying three kinds of circumstances, but he drew a picture that covered his mind with smoke and smoke, and the black bear could not see the door!

In his heart, he repeatedly said “causal cycle” four words, exactly those four words, gave Ning Fan Ming Ming, let him figure out how to make the situation come to fruition.

That is, to construct a circle, to connect different things, to a circle.

Even though the word "causal" is powerful, it cannot escape the turn. There is no biggest circle in the world, more than a circle. In previous life, before this life, dust, life and death alternated, the yin and yang rotated… At this moment, the power of the reversal of the finger on the wind smoke was deepened.

He seems to have realized that his Yin Yang Lock, originally the Yin Yang Avenue, is still covered in the circle.

The Ancient Emperor, listening under the throne of Zidou Immortal, realized, created "Yin and Yang Changing". In his illusion, he also came from the Immortal Emperor to worship his classroom, and with his help, realized the smoke and wind.

Yin Yang becomes a finger with the wind smoke, in fact, there is one thing in common, that is... the way of the Immortal Emperor!

But the ancient stripped fairy emperor's path, integrated into his own path, his own smoke and wind, is still far from reaching the degree of yin and yang.

“God of rain, coagulate! ”

He glanced a little towards the sky purple circle, a thousand drops of blood red, and rendered it on that purple painting, like a thousand plums of red blood!

His eyes revealed memories, memories of seven plums.

“This rain, it's my life's killing, it's blood rain, it's sin... but what about sin in the world! I want this bloody plum, bloom! Mountain magic, condense! ”

The thousand bloody plums spread apart, but were connected by the magical black, which eventually turned into the branches of the plum tree.

“Hiss! Is this black, some kind of situation?” The black bear tried to perceive the purple diagram. The mind just swept into the purple diagram, and was immediately wiped out by the wind smoke. He looked shocked and dared not to probe again. He looked at Ningfan's wind smoke technique a little higher in his heart.

And the old man, the original surprise, in the moment of demonization of the magic, turned into a stunner!

“The magic of the mountains! If a monk is vast, he can really congregate the second kind of situation, but many different kinds of situations must belong to one category! God can't fix the demons, the demons can't fix the gods... this child clearly condenses the eight rains, why can you condense the mountain magic?! Moreover, how ominous this mountain intent is... the ordinary mountain intent belongs to only eight, this mountain has not fully understood, but it has been raised to six... what mountain is this! ”

The old man is stunned, but more stunned, and appears.

But I saw a young man in purple, clearly 16 years old Ning Fan, slowly appeared on the satu, gazing at the demon tree blood plum!

This constitutes the purple colour of the youth, and if the elderly are right, it should be a demonic intent!

But he asked himself what kind of demon people he knew, but didn't know, which clan owned this purple demon intent!

“What a monster! It's like a curse, it's bad, but it has a lot of power! This demonic intent, I'm afraid it's like the demonic intentions of the True Spirit Clan! Never be weaker than the Dragon Phoenix! ”

“Is it true that this little monk is in the midst of three tribes?" This child, the same cultivation god, demon, and demon tribe! How is that possible? ”

The old man's eyes were as deep as the sea. He wanted to see something in Ningfan, but in any case, he couldn't understand it.

Normal people, there can be no tri-communal situation… If what this child does, if it comes out, I fear it will be spread upside down.

“No! Perhaps from now on, no one will ever know, this child of the Trinity! Today, his true purpose is to integrate the three contexts! ”

The old man took a deep breath and could not have expected it. In the early days of this little deification, he was doing things that countless fairy emperors could not do.

The old man thought that it was impossible to ask about false success, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that even if he asked about false success, there was nothing strange about it.

This child acted boldly and meticulously. This gaze is similar to that of old Han when he was young!

Ask the Vain, ask the Vain... Ask the Vain Word, how hard it is, how many early brothers of the Vain, stop here...

In order to break through the middle of the early refinement of fiction, it is necessary to reach the realm of force fiction by asking the question of fiction.

If we want to break through the late stages of medium-term refinement, we must overcome the rush to reach the realm of air shortage.

At the peak of the late refining virtual breakthrough, it is necessary to cross the level of Too Vain to reach the realm of Vain.

Ultimately, broken!

From refinement to fracture, we need to constantly improve our sense of context and understand the word. Ask the Vain, but not the early brothers of the Vain, because if the Vain succeeds, you can control the power of the Vain!

Yuan Baby cultivates yuan power, transforms God to cultivate Heavenly Spirit, and purification cultivates virtual power!

Brothers of the Divine Divinity cannot ask about emptiness. Even if they are only affected by the power of emptiness, they will be injured, killed. How can they understand and control the power of emptiness?

“Can you, ask for success!” The old man coveted.

Quiet ears, just the sound of smoke.

Ningfan felt that his mind seemed to be integrated into the sky painting, united with the purple young man.

He seemed to be back to 16, back to Seven Plum, back under that plum tree.

He suddenly raised an illusion, and at this moment he seemed to be standing in this life, looking back to his previous life.

But then, he felt, as if he were in the drawing, that it was true, and the outside world, that it was false.

The seed of the power of rotation gradually grows under the mind and sprouts.

Ningfan has seen the past through the clock, but he... has yet to see the future!

“What is true and what is false! What is void and what is! ”

“Me on Star Island, me in Purple Picture, me in Fantasy, me in Tian Tian Pharmacy... who is I! ”

Question!

Fixing the first realm, divided into seven steps, the seven steps from the beginning to the end, are in the Understanding Illiteracy. If you can't tell the truth from the truth, and you can't tell the truth from the truth, you can't control the power of the void!

“What a void! ”

Ningfan shouted at the sky, like crazy, pointing out, the force of the void haunting his fingertips, did not enter the purple diagram, turned into a partial black snow, floating.

“Yes, yes...”

“I am true, drawing is false! ”

“This falsehood is not false. I did stand under the plum tree and think about the future. The word" falsehood "is not absolute. From this moment on, I look at the past as falsehood, illusion. I look at the future today as falsehood...”

“In the illusion, I stood in the mountains of seven million people, trying to understand purple art and leave the illusion, but Zidou Xianhuang said that the illusion was not necessarily false, I didn't understand it then, but now I do understand a bit… what is false, it doesn't matter… In the eyes of Zidou Xianhuang, he made the illusion true, and the illusion is true, he said that the four days and nine realms are false, everything is false… His realm, has stood above and above the truth, he can read and rewrite history… This is the turn! ”

Round!

Ning Fan's eyes became clearer and clearer. At this moment, above the sky and in the purple painting, Ning Fan's fiction gathered to help the demons, suddenly looked in the direction of Xingdao and looked at Ning Fan!

It's like the past is staggered with the future, overlapping the two, it's the turn!

“I get it! ”

Ningfan stepped out, the violet map broke, the sky overflowed!

His eyes closed and his momentum rose.

This momentum is not cultivated into improvement, but rather the cultivation and sublimation of the environment!

Three Italian forces, gradually merging.

The new scenario after fusion is the overlap between purple black and dark red!

This state of mind has surpassed one pint!

At this moment, I'd rather have a great deal of meaning!

He opened his eyes and lifted his hands.

The left hand is a purple wind roll and the right hand is a black snow flake.

“My left hand is the wind, my right hand is the snow, there is a past buried in the snow, the wind blows this life, with the power of the wind, with the imagination of the snow, the wind and snow combine, is the turn! ”

One with opposing palms, Ningfan turned purple and a black ancient tree appeared behind him, filled with a thousand bloody plums.

One of the finest bounces, the fingertips of the purple breeze flowed, but the purple pointed at that, with a shocking black snowflake, the crystal was horrible.

The fingertips tear gently on the air in front of you, but it seems to hold something. Push a little harder and tear the sky apart for thousands of miles. Easily it seems to tear a piece of paper, that's it, easily tear the sky apart!

The face of the black bear changed dramatically, even though it was his half-step cultivation, he could not break the void so easily!

But I'd rather do it with the snow and the wind!

“The wind is smoky, it is the way of the Immortal Emperor, the wind and snow is lonely, it is my way... this is not to say that my wind and snow is stronger than the smoke of the Immortal Emperor, it is just this snow, it is best suited for me... this is the snow of Seven Plums, it is the snow of my hometown..."

Disperse your mind, disperse the wind and snow, prefer to close your eyes, lift your hands gently, surprised.

As the fingertips snap, there is immediately a slight force of void, which is snagged by it.

The power of this void may not be powerful enough, but it should never be within the grasp of the Shinto Church.

In the past, Dongfan relied on the clock to preserve the void, but now he feels that he, at this moment, is walking in the void, so long as it is not too long, nothing will happen.

Because of myself, I have asked about the success of the void, and have mastered the drive of the power of the void.

In the process of enlightening the mind, the understanding of the word "falsehood" has been improved, never water to channel, and the means of using fictitious power has been understood!

He perfected his own smoke and wind, advanced to the art of wind and snow, combining three kinds of scenarios. The scenario turned into a scenario of seven plums of snow and cold. That scenario, perhaps proportioned by seven plums, is the most suitable. Besides these two advantages, Ningfan also touched the threshold of the power of the void... if the Hollow Ancestor could touch the power of the void once, he would have already broken through the void!

The power of this void makes a lot of sense!

Above the sky, the old man in the black gourd in the green jade is emotionally unable to add.

“Become... this boy asked about the vain success and understood the power of the void... It is not wrong. When it concentrates its mood, the final breath of power revealed, there are indeed traces of the old Han dynasty... This son should definitely be an old Han disciple. ”

Just a moment later, all eyes of the elderly suddenly shocked.

“No, forget it! Watch out, kid! ”

The old man in the black robe suddenly remembered that the thousands of miles of void that had been torn apart had not healed!

The void torn apart by the art of snow and wind cannot be healed!

If it is collided with the power of the Master of the Divine Divinity, the void will be broken, but it will heal soon. However, this is not a magic collision, but an active tear of the void after understanding it, and the void does not heal itself unless it is healed by the master who tears it apart.

And if the void has been open for a long time, there will be unexpected dangers...

Void storm!

Thousand miles of void is torn apart, causing a void storm, enough to destroy an entire intermediate cultivation country!

If the storm spreads, all but a few strong people on this island will die!

The old man is not sure if he will die in the storm, he must save his hand immediately, because this boy, is a disciple of the old devil!

“Careful! ”

The old man drank the black robe and immediately appeared.

This drink surprised the black bear, and Ningfan was surprised.

Are there other masters lurking here? Or is it just an early master of the Divine Divinity?

Who is this man?

We didn't have time to think about it. In the void, the force of a void condensed into a wind. The wind kept growing. Eventually, it seemed like a storm had arrived and a black storm had broken out!

Under the storm, black bears have some numbness in their scalp. Ningfan is not afraid of a void storm. He has Dongzheng clock in the cave, but there is no Dongzheng clock protection. If a void wind comes, the two daughters will die!

Not good!

Ning Fan glanced and almost immediately wanted to rush into the cave to protect the second daughter.

But at this moment, the old man in black, who had made a noise before that, stepped on the green courgette and blocked it before the storm, pressed his finger.

“Broken!”

The word reads, "Black Storm, crash as much as you can!"

“The word is broken! This person is... a master of shatter?!” I'd rather have my eyes changed, but if I were a master of broken voids, I would fall into the third realm! The third realm of the sleeping place should only allow the infiltration of void at most. There can be no broken void here!

Who is this person?

“I was once a brother of Han Yuanjie, and now I don't deserve it... don't worry, it doesn't mean anything to you.” It seemed to see Ningfan's vigilance. The old man sighed, swept his sleeves, and the void healed.

“Teacher honor the brothers who were?!” I'd rather not know what this man is saying, but if he's a friend of the old devil, is he a friend of... four days old? Friends of the old devil in the Nine Kingdoms, at most, are ghost birds, but there is no such strong, finger-to-finger hollow storm.

He was still full of suspicion that the black bear had changed his face dramatically.

“The young man in the early days of the goddess has a broken mountain! Fine! I'm glad I didn't do it with him just now, otherwise...”

Otherwise, the black bear fears a hundred bears, all crushed by the old man's fingers.

This man, strong and terrible...

The two ugly women who had previously shown hostility to Ningfan were no longer half proud.

“That man, knowing the broken... shall we go up and say hello to the senior? ”

The words of the second woman, just said, seemed to be heard remotely by the old man in the black robe, a cold voice.

“Within three breaths, don't go, die! ”

This rolling word is much more powerful than what Ningfan said that day.

Without hesitation, the black bear picked up two ugly wives and had to run for his life. What he saw and heard today was a little scary.

He was bitter and sighing... this shattering is not malicious to Ningfan, naturally there is goodwill... this is people's mountain to mountain!

Ning Fan has such a strong reliance on the mountain. If he makes a request to quench the star Zizhi, will he give it to himself or to...

“Am I broken? I have a choice! Hey, give it to me, or I'll die! ”

Black bears have no idea. At this moment, Ningfan is not at all enthusiastic about the quenching star Zizhi.