Grasping Evil

Ningfan's near hegemonic step will suddenly fall into the sky before the unprotected Zichuan earthquake.

Slightly stabilized, Zichuan revealed a shaded color.

“How dare you hurt me! ”

“What if I hurt you! Kill!”

There is no room for mercy, just the power of Qiqi Xingdao, there is more than enough to destroy the Purple Clothes Palace!

Kun Wu Er Lao, surrounded by three and a half steps of refinement and falsehood, instant confrontation festival defeat, being killed is only a matter of time.

Other purple palace masters, long surrounded by the sea of star sea shemales, were brutally beaten by the group.

Why be nice to them?

In the hearts of countless seafarers, Ningfan has been acquiesced as the star master of the Sirius Sea.

Not only because of the magic of Ningfan, but also because Ningfan can make other star lords of the Second Sea constrained, after the departure of the Sirius Lord for thousands of years, the situation of the Three Seas can be restabilized, so that Sirius Sea will not be bullied by the sea!

Lord of the Stars, Beast of the Stars and Seas, do not dare disobey!

It is not said to have beaten the so-called upper realm with many victories and few groups of pride.

Even if he fought for Ningfan as hard as the old bear, he feared that there would be many bloody beasts to follow Ningfan's lead.

Overthrowing the stars and seas with the power of one man, this man is eligible to become the Lord of the Werewolves!

According to the star sword, the demons need only do one thing.

Kill! Kill!

The old bear was shocked.

One call to Baiyang, he heard, throw a whip to break the river, he also heard a little.

However, under this decree, the scene of the star sea masters only appeared before the Battle of the Three Seas.

Since the Werewolves disappeared and the Three Seas lost their balance, there have been very few such wars.

The Sirius Sea is further torn apart and divided by the great forces.

The old bear is so excited!

He hasn't experienced this kind of dry crowd scene in years. He seems to follow Ningfan's ass and beat Zichuan up.

But unfortunately, his best wishes are just to think. His two ugly wives won't let him get hurt badly.

“Husband... you can't die. If you die, neither of us will live alone!” The two ugly wives are sincere.

I don't want to die! I don't have enough! Who wants to die? Are you sick? ”The old bear can't fight, he's upset.

Dancing yan, moonlight sky, all the color loss, as the golden flame car landed, walked down, Yuan Yao Er Daughter, that surprised the two more women.

I'd rather die than be the owner of a herd of beasts?

It is unimaginable to put this in a human race, but it is only normal to put it in a demonic race.

Strong man, why can't you be king?

From the moment Ningfan dismissed the two star masters, his magic rose to an unprecedented height, half-step emptiness, and he dared not ignore his commands!

“This cucumber is so overwhelming. If I didn't hurt myself, and I didn't lose anything, I'd like to go up and fight!” The moon sky restored her crude personality.

“Brother Lu Bei, you are amazing!” Pleased to the side.

“What did you call his brother, and your body...” Dancing beauty blushed, and at first glance, it was not perfect.

Two months ago, this little girl was still trying to figure out how to fix Ningfan. Two months later... did she even pay Ningfan for carrying her body?

“Me, I… are all caused by Sister Bei Yao, she is all blamed for confusing Lu Bei...” pointing at Yuan Yao and betraying her.

“Beiyao... is this woman noble, is it God's pride?” Dancing in the shadows and sighs, the sighing is that Ningfan's ability to accommodate the rear palace is a little too sharp. He went out for two months, settled the situation, and collected one more.

“Shut up!” Yuan Yao hurriedly covered his mouth and looked embarrassed.

On that day she decided to bury it in her heart and never tell anyone.

Yuan Yao's eyes swept Ning Fan's eyes, making it difficult to contain his surprise.

No wonder I haven't encountered any beast attacks since I was rescued by Ningfan and walked in the star sea.

Turns out, this whole star sea has been conquered by Ningfan's early gods...

“It would be nice if he were born in the North... with his qualities, his heart, I'm afraid enough to be in the top three before the North... no, maybe first. If I give him enough time, even if he's just practicing yin and yang, maybe... maybe he can reach my limit... maybe he can...”

Yuan Yao Feng's eyes were soft and flashed a little expectation, but this expectation immediately turned into a self-derision laugh.

“What's wrong with me... that thing is just ridiculous, after the star palace trip, I won't see him again... what am I expecting, silly...”

Yuan Yao sighed softly.

Ningfan will not be lonely, his red face is innumerable, and he will not care about Beiyao who stays in a district overnight.

It's just this kid, some of them are too bold, even the Purple Clothes Palace people dare to kill...

“Perhaps when I return to the Palace of the Heritage, it will be better to help him solve some problems in the North..." Yuan Yao said to himself.

The women's thoughts and thoughts indicate that there is no room for concern at this moment.

Purple Clothes Palace master, basically all fluffy.

Kun Wu Er Lao, also instantly turned into two crippled Yuan Gods, was caught by three and a half steps of refining and falsehood, ready and dedicated to Ning Fan.

Zichuan's face is gloomy, only more than ten breaths of kung fu, and his power has been completely extinguished.

Thus, this trip to the star palace, although the first to enter the palace, was ultimately defeated.

It is difficult to compete with other heavens to compete for the Stars of the Emperor, even if it is difficult to live.

“Broken!”

Zichuan crushed once again to the Sword Crystal, emitting an initial sword light of purification.

This is its seventh early Blade Crystal.

He traveled with ten sword crystals, nine in the early stages of virtualization and one in the middle of virtualization.

In this swordlight attack of Sword Crystal, the deification master beside him is cold breathing, facial fear.

No wonder the old bear was injured, no wonder the Lord of Lu Beixing blocked this purple river as soon as he came up.

Love this Zichuan cultivation is not high, but the means are quite harsh.

The three half-step perfection stared at the old bear's tragic wounds, all with a cold vest.

This early sword light, they can take it, but after that, 89 out of 10 is the next old bear...

“This sword light is a little tricky. Shall we help the star master?” The three look at each other and ask each other.

The sound of the inquiry was interrupted by the old bear.

“No, this kid is amazing, you forgot! ”

You forgot, who wiped out the Starsea?

You forgot, this kid's means are not weaker than Jianjing's!

Looking at the swordlight coming from the face of the sword, Fan Fan's eyes flashed, imitating the position of the old bear, open mouth swallowed.

“Swallow mountain technique! ”

Take a sudden breath and breathe the starlight into your stomach, letting the sword explode in your body.

This move changes the color of the old bear and others.

“Shit! This Lu Bei imitation of my witchcraft! However, after thousands of years of cultivation, I was able to swallow magic magic treasures. He had not exercised his dirty heart at first glance. How dare he swallow sword light...”

Indeed, the foul heart of Fan could not withstand the light of the sword.

Just as soon as the sword light entered the body, he immediately broke into flashes, removed the sword force, ink shadow recolonization moment, fingertips fast if the electrode electricity on that sword light point 17 down, and eventually, broke the sword energy stabbing momentum, put the sword light into the sleeve, reconstituted into a purple crystal, spinning cold eyes on the purple river.

“You're not a sword fixer, this kind of sword in your hand, just a waste! ”

It is true that if this Zichuan master of swordplay, this sword power in his hand will never be more powerful, and Ningfan dared not fight to subdue this sword.

Ningfan's ability to draw out the sword strength of an old bear and surrender it positively is not only due to his sword knowledge, his incarnation. The biggest reason is that Zichuan Kendo is too weak!

He is not a sword repair, this sword crystal can deal with ordinary people, but against top swordsman, swordsmanship is full of loopholes, as long as the loopholes are caught, it is not difficult to steal their swordsmanship...

“Incarnation! You took my sword by incarnation! ”

If he had preferred to draw the sword of an old bear before, Zichuan could still cover it up. At this moment, he would have been unable to calm down if he had positively subdued the false sword.

Incarnate... this broken mystery, Zichuan will not!

But even the incarnation god is rare in the Nine Kingdoms. In four days, Zichuan has seen one or two people, but those two people will never be able to surrender to refine the false sword with the art of cultivation and incarnation.

Ningfan not only possesses an incarnation, but must also have some kind of divine ability to exercise extreme restraint over sword power.

Zichuan didn't think about the sword, and he didn't have to.

What he needs to know is not how powerful Ningfan is... he only wants to protect himself at this moment!

His own Psychic God can be cultivated in the medium term, even in the late World War I, but the power of the late Psychic God cannot escape in the siege of this man's mountain and beast sea.

“I still have three more swords, the one in the middle of refining, which must be used to save my life... OK! Then he used two early swords to destroy Lu Bei! Let this person become powerful, after all, it is only the early cultivation of God. If he catches both false attacks, I will not be the opponent of Zichuan for the rest of my life... I don't believe I will lose to him! ”

Zichuan glanced hard and broke two sword crystals in a row.

This time, he reluctantly tries to pull sword light into silk with his less profound sword cultivation.

Ultimately, the two brilliant swordsmen were much finer and much more pure in power, though they seemed to do so.

“Again, two false swords! Also, it seems to have touched the silk threshold of the sword! It's not easy... should we help the star master...” Three and a half steps to practise falsehood, their own tone is a bit of a pussy, both ways to practise falsehood swordsmanship, they won't dare to fuck them.

“Help a ball! How about this sword qi, seven kills and two broken army star lords to pick it up? ”

“That must be easy! Especially the Seven Killers, who fix their swords with all their heart, this slag of swordsmanship, the stars will be in their eyes?” The three half-step practitioners did not hesitate.

“That's right... don't underestimate Lu Bei, he is one man to dismiss the two star masters, you forgot? ”

The old bear seems thick and meticulous.

Real smart people don't write smart on their faces.

The true fierce man will not whisper and unleash hegemony everywhere, as if he were Ningfan, silent, indifferent, he is not angry, you still think he is a sick cat.

The words of the old bear, let the three half-step thinking, looking at Ningfan's confrontation with Zichuan, the eyes are also more focused.

Once upon a time, they just heard how powerful Ningfan was, and really saw Ningfan do it, this was the first time...

“By what means will the star master block two false swords!” In the eyes of the three, the colour of anticipation rises.

It would be great to learn the benefits of a star and a half from Ningfan's means.

“Your sword is too weak! Sword into silk, not like that! ”

I prefer cold words and do not hesitate to crush the sword crystal.

The combined strike of the two swords is no longer possible by incarnation. It cannot hurt the precious sword crystal!

The sword crystal broke, the sword light was in the hand, a sword silk was stripped of cocoon by Ningfan, secretly wrapped in the cloud, people looked at the scalp and numbness, I didn't know how to cope with this huge amount of sword silk.

“True sword into silk!” Zichuan's gaze was weak.

Once he was defeated by his pride, he could no longer seem arrogant at first.

At the age of 700, he reached the middle stage of cultivation and thought his qualifications were invincible.

But Ningfan in front of him, just under 400 years old bone age, is familiar with incarnation, sword into silk and other means, and it is also the Xinghai, dare not obey.

I am not proud of myself in front of Ningfan.

“But you can't take it...” Zichuan's palm held the last sword crystal in the dark.

Medium-term Sword Qi Attack!

I'd rather not care about Zichuan's rhetorical provocation.

His eyes gradually became caged in the light of the sword.

His body, the pen, resembled a sword and pointed out two fingers in a row.

One finger is broken, two fingers are broken!

Under these two fingers, Zichuan revealed an incredible color, and Yuan Yao was shocked.

“Sword finger technique! Of all the swordsmanship of the sword ancestors, only the sword finger technology has been lost, and I can't believe it fell into his hands! Sword finger... Five fingers of Cockney fairy, ten fingers of Cockney! The higher this surgery realm, the more powerful it is... he actually has the means at this level... If he learns the third finger, with this moment of fixing, he can refer to the extinction of the void...”

Unfortunately, Ningfan's boundaries are far from sufficient to cultivate the third finger.

But, Shirakawa Sword Qi, enough!

Xingdao River Mountain, collapse!

It's dark, it's broken!

The power of multiple collapses, concentrated on Ningfan's fingertips, aided by the refinement of the false sword light, sword silk power unprecedented horror.

This finger, carried out with the help of a sword crystal, under purification, no one can take it!

Ningfan's means of driving Jianjing, compared to Zichuan's awkwardness, is a difference between heaven and earth!

Just knowing that relying on foreign objects is not going to get real powerful!

“Broken!”

At the time of Ningfan's pronouncement, Zichuan's two swords collapsed, and just in time, the sword light collapsed and the sword crystal was recolonized, while Ningfan's countless swordsilk seemed to be haunted, making Zichuan unable to escape.

“I'm no better than him, I'm no better than him! ”

Zichuan bit his teeth and took out a finely carved jade of purple jade and crushed it.

At the moment of crushing Jade Pei, the purple wind burst in front of him, turning it into a defense against the seventeen heavy purple gas barrier.

Just beneath Ningfan's silk, the seventeen heavy barriers, without exception, all collapsed, the rest of the silk, the purple river trembled and the sword rays were shattered.

In the collapsed sword light, Zichuan was covered in blood, spiritual armor was crushed, and his face was completely non-existent.

And Ningfan caught two Sword Crystals, consumed one, won two, he earned.

“Lu Bei, I remember you! You're a strong man! ”

Zichuan took a deep breath, crushing the last medium-refined sword crystal in his sleeve!

One hand shot the sword, Zichuan's eyes suddenly revealed madness, fingertips changed sharply, spontaneously burning flesh, Yuan Gods.

“Lu Bei, I look forward to fighting you in four days! Lifestyle, blast! ”

Flesh blows itself up, the Numen burns ashes!

Zichuan self-destructed everything. He blew all his self-destructive powers into that sword.

Originally his swordsmanship was far from enough to completely inspire the power of this sword.

But desperately, sacrificing the sword with blood is different.

This sword, under the infusion of blood gas, is in no way weaker than the true purified medium-term sword must kill one blow.

Under this sword, the island is divided into two parts without a sign, together with the star sea below, but everywhere you can see it, the seawater is split in half by a sword!

“No! Now we really have to help Lu Bei. This sword, the other two star masters, is difficult to follow! ”

“No need! This Sword Man can be conquered! ”

Ning Fan gazed, this Zichuan seemed to self-destruct and breathe blood into the sword, but there was something else set up.

The setting of Zichuan is that once this sword is blocked by Ningfan, it can dissipate blood and allow Ningfan to completely subdue the sword.

This last blow does not look like a fight, but like a gift of sword...

“Though I witnessed the death of Zichuan, the words before his death, as well as the swordsmanship of his gift, indicate that he may not have died. He escaped, afraid of using the magic of my incomprehensibility… it was just this last blow, and he dissipated all hostility, some of it just reciprocal. This is a challenge! If he really isn't dead, this is the book of war he sent me, waiting for me for four days to fight one! ”

Rather than frowning, he didn't like to cut the grass without eradicating it, but at this moment, it was the only way to stop this sword.

“Starboard, now! ”

One point in the eyebrow, take out a starlight array, time, dense star map spreading from under your feet, and lift 30,000 star lights.

“Burn!”

All Mana is injected into the disc, leaving only 5,000 star lights on and 5,000 star lights enough to withstand a half-step virtual attack, but not enough!

“Soul! ”

Ningfan Five Fingers grabbed at the star sea and applied the technique of soul extraction.

It's not surprising to know that he can suck the magic of spirits.

But Yuan Yao didn't know, so she was surprised again.

This deity, who is slightly underestimated by her, even mastered the technique of soul extraction. This person's qualifications, the Qingjun generation rarely have anyone comparable!

With the development of the technique of soul extraction, Ningfan magic has been elevated to the later stages of the deification, resulting in the illumination of 9,999 stars.

He bites his teeth, suddenly turns into a trick, and a million star lights come on, and at this moment, the array of stars on the astrolabe is enough to defend against a real initial blow of purification.

“Not enough! Still not enough! ”

30,000 star lights must be lit in order to block this virtual midterm sword light!

If you can't light the starlight by force, light it by force of crushing treasure!

Bloodwashing the star sea, a demon treasure was taken out by Ningfan and crushed.

Thousands, 10,000, 100,000, million...

Down to Danbao, up to Lingbao, nothing is broken!

As the star lights lit up a little, the Star Chart Power Festival climbed.

30,000 star lights lit when enough was broken for a million monster treasures!

Thirty thousand to starlight silver, transformed into countless heavy silver light walls.

That swordsmanship in the middle of nowhere was blown over the star wall, causing a heavy star wall to collapse and the star formation to become unstable.

But every time a star wall is breached, the sword's power weakens by a few points.

When the last star wall collapsed, the sword power disappeared, preferring to overrun.

Looking at the power, he lost 90% of his sword strength. Ningfan had five fingers and claws. He grabbed the sword and suddenly grabbed it.

“Break it! ”

The sword broke and, after the collapse, condensed into a sword crystal!

At this moment, the island was silent, and at this moment, a beast gave an incredible expression.

“The star master, blocks the midterm sword of purification! What a treasure, defensive force, anti-heaven! ”

Only Yuan Yao lightly soothed his breath and relaxed his mind.

It's not just a blessing that Ningfan blocked the sword light, but it's a blessing that Zichuan is still alive.

“Zichuan is an abandoner of the 'clan’... Lubei, I can help you hide it no matter how many days you kill in the star palace, but only Zichuan can hide it, you can only rest assured, even if you really kill Zichuan, there is a Heritage Palace...”

Yuan Yao smiled bitterly.

“There's only one thing I can do, and that's... in return for your protection. ”

…

Outside the star palace, in the void, a number of forces, on each side, managed to escape from the array, and others tried to tear up the void, but eventually failed.

“Shit! Who's so lacking in virtue, set up a maze outside the star palace! Shameless!” Someone scolded him and Wei Xuan was shot lying down.

“Shit! Why are the people of the Purple Clothes Palace so lucky, just in the place where the maze broke, tearing up the void, entering the star palace... hey, the people of the Purple Clothes Palace, lucky...”

“Eh? Look! What is that purple light? ”

Yet he saw a purple silk of the Numen, manifested in mystery in the sky. Where he manifested, there was a purple grass man hiding the void. As the purple smoke appeared, the grass man immediately trembled, without fire and burning himself.

And the purple silk, immediately flourishing in the purple fire, eventually turned into a purple young man, Zichuan.

As expected by Ningfan, he is not dead!

“Isn't he Zichuan, Prince of the Purple Clothes Palace? Isn't he in the Star Palace? Why did he come out? And so badly wounded! ”

“The Purple Grass Technique. It's the Purple Grass Technique. Rumor has it that the strongest secret of the Purple Clothes Palace is to make the Purple Clothes Man. Just attach a little yuan god to the grass man beforehand to replace death... I can't believe that in this day and age, the Purple Clothes Palace still makes the Purple Clothes Man! ”

“Did the people of the Purple Clothes Palace enter the star palace for only one hour and perish! No way! Looks like Zichuan is the only one running out. ”

One is proud for four days. There are those who fear the rising of the Mysterious Star Palace, and there are those who are more vigilant, and those who take advantage of the opportunity to laugh at Zichuan.

Lin Su of the White Demon Sect was one who was willing to laugh at Zichuan.

This person has been cultivated in the late Kamikaze, see the fall of Zichuan, and immediately prepare to darken Zichuan.

Only moments later, after seeing Zichuan's crazy eyes, Lin Su Fang stopped walking and his eyes changed.

Today's Zichuan seems different from the past.

Less of that loneliness and more ambition to thrive.

“Oh, Zoning God in the medium term, dare to come to the star palace to find an opportunity, how, you bring people, seems to be dead? The first person to enter the star palace, it turns out, is not great either.” Lin said sarcastically.

“Humph! If your White Demon Sect enters the Star Sea, you will only die if you meet him. Even if you do not have the purple grass technique of purple, you can save a little life from him. That man is the most proud and powerful man I've ever met! You, Lin Su, in the late 1200, this qualification is nothing but middle class in the White Devil Sect, and in front of that man... it is a blow! ”

“Huh! No confession! Lin would like to know who wiped out your purple palace. ”

“His name is Lu Bei, but you won't want to meet him… He is strong, very strong, which is not meant for cultivation, but for his way. His way, he has a kind of crazy mind. If you give an example, it's like, even if he is a fan, he dares to resist the Immortal Emperor... From him, I have this feeling! ”

“Vanf? Against the Immortal Emperor? Zichuan, you must have died once. You lost your mind? Can the Immortal Emperor fight? ”

“Hmm! Lindsay! I will not say much to you. We will definitely rise above the Purple Clothes Palace and the Zombies of the White Demon Sect in the future. However, you may not live to that moment... The White Demon Sect cannot be pressed against the Purple Clothes Palace forever. If your White Demon Sect continues to walk alone, the Dark Demon Sect will one day be pursued and avenged. On that day, it may be the day of the White Demon Sect's annihilation! Remember that! ”

Zichuan snorted coldly and moved away. There was no more greed for the stars of the Emperor.

He relies too much on foreign objects. Before the next formal confrontation with Ningfan, he needs to get rid of all foreign objects, improve his own strength and refine!

“Lu Bei, next time, I won't lose to you! ”

After Zichuan left, Lin Su Eyed out the cold, dissatisfied with the two half-step refining void around him.

“Why don't you take the opportunity to kill this man! ”

“Zichuan, don't kill! ”

The two men, known as brothers, are not in the same age group as Lin Su. They are both white-haired whitebeards. Now that they are 4,000 years old, they are dying.

“Why not kill! Give me a reason! ”

“It has been rumored that Zichuan is an abandoner of the 'clan', and that no one can be harmed, even if he abandons it, by subjugation of the clan. ”

“What! He is... Hmm, no wonder this child is slightly stronger than me and is just a blood-dependent piece of crap! ”

Lin Xiu shrugged and turned to reveal a smile.

“Let Zichuan lose nothing to say, seems to be a master named Lu Bei... Lu Bei, this man also bullies the weak Zichuan, if he meets me, even if he is proud of heaven, he will be stomped by me! ”

(Third, distributed at 4: 12, tired, 16,000 words today)