Grasping Evil

Ho!

The emergence of the Third Old Man in the South Prison has boosted the morale of Dragon City!

Ho!

Countless sea beasts howl, cold sighted Ningfan and others like the dead. In their view, the demons of the early days of the Zoning God dared to come to bury Dragon City to cause trouble, purely to seek death!

Hoo--!

All the roars, with killing intent and momentum, millions of sea beasts climbed out of the nest, surrounded Ningfan and other districts 21 masters dead.

Killing sounds, millions of peak firewolf cigarettes, more bright in the star sea, stained thousands of miles of sea!

This million-way flame shook countless Haitians. This flame is a sign that Dragon City was buried swearing to kill its enemies!

Even a thousand years ago, the Bear Demon attacked and buried Dragon City without letting the Burial Dragon City light a million flames!

Who made Dragon City take the initiative?

No one knows, the sword means to bury the dragon honored, just a skinny young man!

The flames are burning, the stars are chaotic, the blood stains are dying! But in the eyes of Fan Fan, the flames are crazier and fiercer than the flames!

Let you have a million Demon Army, let you have four Peak God, but this step is irrevocable!

Even though there are billions and billions of beasts in this star sea, since they are enemies, why should Fan spare 10 billion demon armies in the war of independence!

Ho!

Million beasts, millions of flames, condense into a murderous howl, even nearly 30,000 beasts, stand up directly, self-destruct demons, incorporate that self-destructive force into the howling sound!

Death! This burial dragon deserves to be a hero. Most of God's men are pus, but none of the lower beasts are afraid to die!

All the power of self-destruct, the power of demonic blood, the power of murderous screaming, form a huge wave of blood, coming towards Ningfan!

This wave is like a half-step cultivation fiction that must kill.

This giant wave has made the old bear look out for the wind!

“You have a half-step vain alchemy, so what! My husband has a million demon army, can't you compare?” Bury the dragon laughing.

“Million Demon Army, what are you afraid of! Starboard, now! Starlight... on! ”

A pack of storage bags and a star compass in your hand.

Point out, the starlight forms a map, and the star map sweeps 100,000 miles!

Light one word, above the stars, 30,000 lotus lights, successive lights, 5000 silver lights!

At the moment when this lamp ignites, I'd rather tread on the star map and hold the starlight. At this moment, he is the 30,000 star lamp... the Lord of the Stars!

A heavy star array wall, rising from all sides, the combined power of that million beasts is enough to easily tear apart the peak of the Ordinary God, but this starlight array wall cannot be breached!

“What a treasure! How dare you be so defensive! ”

The eyes of the dragon have changed. If there is such a treasure of defense in the body, coupled with a golden flame truck that is fast against the sky, it is not a place of purification and innate defeat!

Just buried the dragon, standing in the undefeated starlight, but Ningfan did not launch any attack, as if waiting, waiting for all enemies to attack, completely disintegrated by the star array.

“What is he waiting for! ”

Bury the dragon's old eyes, suddenly open, because after the millions of beasts were swallowed up, the star array, began to get weird.

It's quiet, but it's killing me, but it's getting stronger and stronger.

Ningfan is waiting, wait for the light to strike back!

All patience is for thick, thin hair.

All defenses are designed to eject the strongest blow.

When the moments of light converged with Ningfan, Ningfan stepped forward, and the demonic eye starlight appeared and drank the word out.

“Reverse!”

Starboard, not just defensive.

Its most powerful place, the place where Wei Xuan once sighed, is the ability to rebound enemy attacks!

You have a million demon armies, I'll turn it against you for a while!

Thou art the supreme of the Immortal Emperor, and I turn my back with one wing!

You are destined for Heavenly Path, and I will turn my life against you!

“Kill!”

Ningfan pedal map, yelling at the sky, the light saved all the attacks of a million beasts, at this moment, erupt!

Million Dao Star Light Demon Swords, such as Rain Pear Blossoms, pour down.

Countless beasts show their horror and are cut into blood by the Star Devil's Sword Shadow!

Millions of beasts, sudden chaos, the battle has broken!

At this moment, Ningfan handed over the star tray, stepped out and buried the dragon!

There is a fixed star tray, suddenly no one can be hurt. As for the three old men in the south prison, Longcheng is turned into a god and handed over to stone soldiers and other puppets to deal with.

“Bury the dragon, die! ”

A howl, left eye purple star flashing, ancestral blood like burning!

Four drops of the blood of the ancestors made the three old faces of the south prison fearful. They felt that Ning Fan was carrying the blood of the ancestors, but did not think that the blood of the ancestors was so powerful to this point!

Especially when the dragon is buried in the center of repression, it is like a lone boat standing in the middle of the ocean.

Small, humble, half a drop of ancestral blood in front of four drops of Ningfan, nothing!

Without giving Burial Dragon any chance to think, prefer to fight like a landslide, pull away from the shadow, blow it in its chest, with the power of the sea!

Its speed is too fast to allow the burial dragon to look at the boxing shadow, but only by intuition.

The black dragon scales floated tightly on his fist and buried the dragon with all his might, without mercy.

When it comes to refining the physical realm, he is the fourth realm of Yu's life, higher than Ningfan's whole two small realms.

In common sense, the burial dragon is enough to kill the Second Realm Brother with one stroke, and the later stages of the Divine Divinity must be crushed!

But when this punch touches, the result is that the dragon is overwhelmed.

Ning Fanming is the second realm, but the power of one punch is comparable to the third realm, so that the burial dragon can retreat several dozen steps before removing the punch power, even the dragon scale on the fist is quite shattered.

Ningfan, on the other hand, shredded himself into an ink shadow and avoided all the boxing power at the moment of the contradiction.

As the ink shadow condenses, the purple shadow reappears, preferring to reappear the demon body without any damage, let alone give the burial dragon rest time, then punch out this angry!

Every time a fist meets, every time a dragon is buried retreating, rather than falling apart!

One punch to pieces, one step to recoil.

Step by step, step by step!

If the fist is as heavy as rain, and the eyes are crazy, it is like an evil dog who wants to see people.

Half-pillar incense kung fu, there have been hundreds of punches against each other, of these hundreds of punches, burial dragons only defensive kung fu, hardly ever attacked.

The roaring of the sea of stars, every punch against each other will lead to the collapse of the void, that is, the burial dragon can no longer be easy.

Dragon scales are shattered, defenses collapse, and wounds are gradually left. And with every step back, the wounds are getting worse.

The opposite view is that every time the demon is condensed, the momentum is even crazier. Whatever it takes, kill it!

Everything in this world is only meant to kill the scoundrels...

“Incarnate! You have an incarnation, who can hurt you! ”

Burial dragons are scared, prefer to have the incarnation technique, no matter how many times you smash the demon body, as long as you don't have to kill a blow, you can't kill it!

After these hundreds of fists, the corner of the dragon's mouth continued to spill black blood, so desperate a fight, he gradually moved the real fire, his eyes were gloomy.

Eyes sweeping the battlefield of Dragon City, we still have less than 700,000 sea beasts, 3 late gods, 3 mid-term, 7 early. On the other hand, there are three demon generals such as Qingxuan, four demon generals such as Wind and Cold, ten black puppets, and manipulating 5,000 star lights and guarding puppets.

In only half a column of incense time, the beast crashed by 300,000, Midterm God died 1, Initial God died 6! Early puppets of the other party have seriously damaged four pieces, and the battle is glued and not optimistic.

On the other battlefield, the three old men in the south prison succeeded, but gradually faded to the right under the attack of the black dragon refiner controlled by the stone soldiers.

Buried in the heart of a dragon, millions of demon army can't win, can't win themselves, the three old South Prison have revealed defeat...

Aren't you an early opponent of the Divine Divinity in the district with the help of the millions of demon army and the three seniors in the south prison?

A killing machine rose in the eyes of a dragon. He knew that if he did not fight as hard as Ningfan, he would be defeated today!

He was reluctant to admit it, but he had to admit that Fan brought a small number of people with him, but he was indeed a powerful enemy!

We have to fight!

“What about the incarnation? You don't think my husband can break your incarnation trick! Ancestral Blood Art, 'Five Graves Burial Dragon Art’! ”

Burial dragon claw detected, turned into dragon claw, behind the appearance of black dragon giant shadow, five fingers ignite black blood, Sunday star sea, black flames tend to flame!

“The wind is a wood dragon, the earth is a earth dragon, the thunder is a gold dragon, the flame is a fire dragon, the ice is a water dragon... the five dragons die, the black dragon is alive! Five lines of death, five tombs of life! ”

Every time the dragon is buried, in the star sea and above Ningfan's head, it is condensed by black flames into an ancient tombstone, which seems to fall on Ningfan Heavenly Spirit.

That tombstone is a thousand tall, ghostly Sensen, at first there was only one, but at the end of the day, buried dragons condensed out five tombstones, each with a dragon shadow flying!

Ning Fan gazed, the tombstone technique is clearly witchcraft, but also witchcraft provoked by the blood of the ancestors.

Although it is the peak grade of chemistry, it is carried out by the blood of the ancestors. The power of one blow is definitely several times stronger than the combined strike of a million beasts!

And as the purple star of the left eye turns, Ningfan sees the real horror of this technique.

This tombstone is divided into five rows, concealing the living and dead planets. If you get hit by this headstone and destroy the demon, you will not have a chance to regroup.

Demons, will be sucked away and sealed by the tombstone!

The three old faces of the South Prison have changed dramatically. These five tombstones, which conceal the five rows of heavenly machines, possess the Mo Dawei energy to seal the demon's soul.

Even if the three old men join forces, they are afraid to destroy at most three tombstones, and at least two of them will be devoured and sealed by the remaining two tombstones!

“This technique is too strong to resist without half-step refinement. No wonder this burial dragon can save his life from the old bear. With this technique, in the peak of God, who is his one enemy! ”

The three bitter people were going to destroy Ningfan, and the three of them partnered to kill the dragon burial and take the blood of the ancestors. Now it seems that not only is Ningfan and others strong, even burying the dragon is a fierce master...

It was a mistake for the three of us to come to this mess! Afraid of not getting any benefit in the end, it would make a scene.

Only the three of them had no time to regret it. Ningfan had already sinned. Now the only way is to fight to kill Ningfan, so as not to bury more dragons!

“The tombstone! No mistake, it's the Black Dragon ancestral blood mystery! Though this person seems to be doing it instead, it is powerful enough to seriously injure half a step to make it faint... Lu Bei, don't lose...”

It prompts the set astrolabe to defend itself, but the eyes are worried.

This fear also appeared in the eyes of stone soldiers, who, as puppets of the upper realm, participated in border warfare and naturally knew the horrors of ancestral blood mystery.

Ancestor Blood Technique, if carried out by the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, is enough to destroy a Cave House Planet!

Even if the burial dragon is carried out at the peak of the Divine Divine Spirit, it will not be able to carry on without half-step refining.

“I have to manipulate this black dragon. Give him a hand! ”

As soon as the stone soldiers glanced at him and stepped on the black dragon, he went to assist Ningfan and counterbalance tablet technology, but he was spotted by the three seniors in the south prison. Hey, sneer, seal the retreat.

“Our fight is not over. Do you want to escape? ”

Old South Prison is not the enemy of Black Dragon's Corpse Refinery, but it can still be done if stone soldiers are prevented from assisting Ningfan.

In the view of the three of them, as soon as the stone soldiers are stopped, the burial dragon can kill Ningfan, spin out the shape, cut off the stone soldiers and the black dragon, the situation is certain!

Drag! The Third Old Lady only needs to delay a little. After that, the three of them won't dare to ask for the blood of their ancestors, but the benefits must be immense.

“Shit!” The stone soldiers were angry, but could not break the same tangle as the three bronze sugars.

“It really doesn't make sense, how can a puppet of your taste be able to manipulate such a powerful alchemy and obey the command of an early deity ant! ”

The third old man in the South Prison laughed.

“You said he was an ant!” The stone soldiers' eyes were ironic.

Ants?

How many people laughed at the fact that it was a termite?

Until then, the stone soldiers did not expect Ningfan Yuan Baby to be repaired, and they will capture themselves as gods!

Until then, the stone soldiers could not have guessed. Before they had become godless, they wandered across the sea and broke into the land alone.

Until then, the stone soldiers did not expect it. Once the gods were deified, they scolded Luoyun, and now Yangwei Xinghai!

This kind of person, all the way to slaughter today, how many days of proud bones, how many quarrels with old monsters!

If this is an ant, who else is in the world, not an ant!

“You say he's an ant, you'll regret it!” The stone soldiers looked at the three old men in the South Prison and looked at the three dead men as if they were dead.

“The stars will be turned upside down because of him! ”

Stone soldiers are silent because a purple golden hunting breeze has risen from them.

If the art of burying dragons in the fifth tomb is to use the power of life and death to seal the demons' souls.

So, this purple smoke, it uses a higher power of rotation, above life and death!

Round!

An indifferent pressure, shaped in Ningfan eyes.

A purple gold wind sand sweeps 100,000 Lilongcheng!

Looking at the five ancient tombstones that hung in the sky, Ningfan's hand grabbed them, within 100,000 miles, all the spirit of the seabed sinked into its palm!

Spirit!

“It's a spiritual technique! This child not only knows the art of incarnation, but also the spirit of spirituality!” Burial dragons were shocked, but once they bit their teeth, they turned their tricks hard, causing five giant tablets to burst at the same time!

He naturally sees that this purple gold wind sand is powerful, but he also sees that there is no Ningfan way in this spell!

A spell that did not integrate into his own heart, even more powerful, but only has its watch, enough to instantly kill the later stages of God, but it is difficult to kill the peak of God, and it is even more difficult to break the art of burying dragons in his own five tombs!

The five graves fell together, and within a thousand miles, the void was shattered.

It's just that the five graves are like the sky. I'd rather not lift my head, my eyes were closed, and I swallowed the soul of the earth.

Magic increase, all the way up to the later stages of the Divine Divinity.

In front of him, he remembered the peaceful life of Wu Guo, the days of humiliation within the Zonghuan Sect, the blood sea cultivation of the demonic ghost forest, and the endurance and retreat of the travels of all nations.

Ultimately, all the memories, stayed in the snow and wind of Seven Plum, stayed in the smile of the paper cranes.

Around the purple gold wind sand, begin the transformation!

Ningfan, a demonic face, stood under the demonic plum tree, upon which the rain gathered the plums of red blood, and the silence blossomed.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and raised his head, his eyes as deep as a void, looking towards the burial dragon!

This deep sight is like a vast starry sky, to suck the burial dragon's heart into your eyes!

“What a look! ”

Burial dragon face color changed dramatically, at this moment, all the purple gold wind sand, turned into black snow flakes.

Every snowflake is different and has its own trajectory.

Every snowflake, pure black, is made of the power of the void!

Wind and snow swept for 100,000 miles, but with a hint of loneliness and cold. Loneliness and cold, but also a deep love.

Lonely. Lonely all the way.

The cold is the exhaustion of the sea of blood.

The beloved is the face of the seven plums in the snow and wind that will never be forgotten.

“Paper crane, I miss you...”

At this moment, I'd rather swing my sleeves.

At this moment, a strange black snowstorm swept through Dragon City, unstoppable!

At this moment, the five atmospheric eyes, in the wind and snow, freeze, crumble!

At this moment, the eyes of the dragon were shocked, the spell was broken, and it took several steps to stabilize the shadow and cough up black blood, half of which was frozen into ice slag!

“What a spell! ”

I don't understand, burial dragon is doomed not to understand the magic of this technique, because he, has not seen the face of the circle, has not seen the way of the most powerful man of the time - Zidou Immortal King!

The three old South Prisoners are scared. In this snow and snow, the three of them will rise together and be devoured by the snow and will die!

Small, humble!

Let you be the naive fairies, under my turn, also bow down!

The Immortal Emperor's understanding of the revolution is to make all dust return to dust and dust return to dust, to forget all past events, to make everything... weather!

But I'd rather not forget everything. He has too much perseverance and too many loved ones. If he wants to take away his beloved love from him, he will turn, the ice will be sealed in the years, and it will never wear off!

“Snow and Wind... Ice Seal Circle! ”

Ning Fan pointed a little, an unimaginable forest cold, poured up the body and mind, leaving the dragon's six souls to die.

With this pointer, Funeral Dragon finds with fear that his blood is frozen, demonic power is frozen, sea awareness is frozen, demonic souls are frozen, and every inch of blood is frozen in the snow and wind!

The discovery of his fear preferred to walk towards him one step at a time, but he could not escape and could not move, for he was already a cold ice!

His more fearful discovery, 100,000 miles buried in Dragon City, has been frozen by Ningfan's fingers!

The demon wings vibrated, rather than appearing in front of the burial dragon, everything was only in the blink of an eye, one hand, shot!

Bury the dragon's frozen whole body, beneath this palm, turned into black ice chips, crushed to death!

A finger of wind and snow, destroy the ancestral blood technique, destroy the dragon city lord!

This refers to the snow and wind, almost exhausting all the power of Ningfan, at this moment, he, even the moving bullet, labored.

Kill the dragon burial, the remnants of Dragon City sea beast, is full of fright, no one expected, that the dragon burial honor who crosses the South Star Sea and can compete with half a step, just like that, died in Ningfan's hands!

The dragon's storage bag fell in Ningfan's hands.

Among them, there is a black dragon ancestor's blood filled with a drop and a half of black gold jade bottle!

The three old men in the South Prison were already horrified to death, but with the death of the dragon buried and the exhaustion of Ningfan's powers, the three men gave birth to their peeps at the blood of the ancestors.

The second and third elders worked hard to block the black dragon, while the boss defied everything to vibrate the wings and rush towards Ningfan!

“Son, you can kill the dragon, you are powerful, but you have exhausted your demonic powers... it is easy for my husband to kill you right now! Give me Joe's blood! ”

Boom!

Hit Ning Fan demon with one hand, but only scattered the ink shadow.

Mo Shadow recolonized, preferring to look at Nanju's boss, eye-catching killing machine.

“You want ancestral blood? ”

This look shook the soul of Nanju's boss! Knowing that Ningfan was incapacitated at this moment, the Nanju boss was still unable to restrain his fear of Ningfan.

“Joe, give me the blood! Otherwise, you will die if you have the strength of my South Prison! ”

“Am I dead? Joe Blood, why did you give it to me? What are you! ”

It's not enough, it's not enough!

Keep killing... no one dares to chase after themselves!

Ningfan crushed a jade jade bottle and took a drop of black dragon ancestor blood.

The next moment, a fierce black flame, spreading from Ningfan, at this moment he, is more than half-step weakness!

“Burning blood! ”

He will burn the blood of the Black Dragon!

He, with the help of his ancestral blood, will sweep the stars and seas!

“Bad!” Nan Jail boss shocked!

This is madness!

This is a madman who burns the blood of his ancestors!

Anyone who receives the blessings of his ancestors is not purifying the power of blood as a vein and improving his qualifications, but this person turns his back and ignites that precious ancestral blood!

This is insane. This man can't be offended. He has to run!

Ignite the blood of the ancestors, this moment of Ningfan, Dragon Zuwei pressures himself, the stars sea is invincible!

“Second brother, third brother, go! ”

“I want to go, I'm late! ”

Ningfan surrounded by black flames, stepped down, rolling black flames emerged in the sky, wrapped the boss of the south prison, an instant, flesh grey!

The second and third elders' eyes saw the death of the elder brother, and there was no time for grief. At this moment, Ningfan burned the blood of the ancestors, giving them a feeling of unbeatable fatigue.

We have to run!

The two men flashed, ran south, preferred to laugh, didn't look at the two, only glanced at the void, and drank cold.

“You, get out! ”

A roar broke the void, and a hidden figure fell from it, begging for forgiveness immediately.

“The dwarf broke the stars, the ghosts, the elders, the dust, please forgive me...”

This man has trembled, buried the dragon, and the Nan prison boss died. This man lit the blood of his ancestors. Before the blood of his ancestors disappeared, this man killed the peak of God, such as pinching the ants!

I prefer not to look at this person, and wave directly under the dust and knowledge of the sea is forbidden.

If this dust does not dare to resist, it can only obey and let Ningfan plant demons to forbid it.

Can't resist! If you resist, you will be killed!

Who wants him to hide here, ready to pick up the leaks when you die on both sides...

“The beast here, let me fight, live, fail, die! ”

Fan Fan's cold voice echoed in Dragon City without mercy.

…

Three days later, on Starling Island, the old bear held the information in his hand and his chin was frightened.

“The dragon boy is dead? Was he killed in the North? Lu Bei, Lu Bei...”

The old bear crushed the jade Jane, in which the image of Ningfan was branded.

“Motherfucker! This Shaxing is Lu Bei! The Sha Xing has only been dead for a few days! Why is he hanging like that? ”