Grasping Evil

The magic of the heavenly voice is the genius of the beast, accompanied by the spread of pitch black sound waves, a thick ancient sound, like the recitation of scripture, like sin, like the judgment of heaven!

“Not the people of this world, hey! ”

The single-handedly murdered sound wave caused the unimaginable collapse of the void.

Ning Fan's gaze was shocked. Under the magic of the heavenly voice, the body of the demon in the second realm of his life tends to crumble directly!

What an amazing technique!

And the reason this beast smashed the golden flame truck was clearly through the art of reading the realm, and saw all the scenes Yuan Yao entered the car.

This beast is ready to be destroyed along with the Golden Flame Car, so that Yuan Yao can be buried in the Golden Flame Palace forever!

“Starboard, now! ”

Fan Fan's eyes are wild, this vowel must be blocked, otherwise not only will the golden flamethrower be completely crushed, Yuan Yao will die, and all the girls will be buried with themselves in this crushing voice!

A little eyebrow star, under the star tray, at the first shot of Qianjun, a huge picture of the star, rising from Ningfan's feet, raised 30,000 star lamps, a calender lamp, silver flame lit, forming countless walls of heavy starlight, overwhelmed by sound waves.

Time was too hasty to even give Ningfan Fragmented Bao time, only 10,000 stars lit up.

Light 10,000 star lights and the star array will resist the initial blow of the void, but defense of the heavenly voice is not enough!

Boom!

A wall of heavy starlight, successively collapsing, also offset more than 80% of the celestial sound waves.

“Together! ”

Eyes on the sky sound attack, Ningfan, the girls, all the puppet alchemists, all fired a full blow, on all sides of the sound waves!

After this fierce collision, the magic of the heavenly voice was finally broken. Ningfan and others returned it. He was in the outermost puppet. There were two medium-term puppets directly buried under the sound of the heavenly voice!

Lost a lot!

The golden flamethrower was damaged and the two puppets collapsed irreversibly, but Ningfan et al. finally barely blocked this dreamy voice.

Under a roll of sleeve robes, two halves of the wreckage of the golden flamethrower healed in one place, but it was filled with cracks, and the speed and power were greatly diminished.

Even the wreckage of the two puppets could not be cleaned up, directly prompted the golden flame truck to wash down and rush into the immortal formation ahead.

“Humph! I can't believe I got away with this! However, they entered the Great Battle of Ziwei Xuan Palace, most of them dead. Ziwei Xuan Palace Array, a total of 49,000 eyes. In seven steps, there must be six deaths and a lifetime robbery... if they can't get out, they will die in the array...”

“But just in case, a little chase is needed. This seat must stay here to guard the battle, in case they escape and pursue the task, just leave it to these 'slaves of the realm’! ”

The cloak man revealed the colour of indifference, spraying his mouth and spraying an illusion of a wild beast and deity.

Among these fiction, there are 53 deified gods, including the white demon sect, the dead god of the demonic realm, the old white demon, Lin Su's fiction, and countless seven killer sea beasts!

The realm!

But any master killed by the beast of the realm, within a few years, will be intercepted, transformed into a fictional force and become the slave of the beast of the realm!

“Go on, get in the big fight and kill those people! ”

“Yes!”

Fifty-three people transformed the phantom of God, floating and entering the purple light of the immortal phantom formation.

…

“It's safe...”

In the immortal battle, suddenly patted the souffle breasts, relaxed breath.

“No, there's security. The beast seems to be outside, but it's sent a lot of slaves after us.” Dance Yan worried.

“Realm slaves… Although it is legendary that those killed by Realm beasts can retain a hint of soul, change fiction to become slaves of Realm beasts, and even retain it for repair, these fictional spirits are low and should not be difficult to deal with… It is the great array in front of them that is difficult to deal with. Cucumber, what is this? Are you sure about this? ”

“Nature. This is the Immortal Phantom Formation, called the Purple Vivid Xuan Palace Formation, which has 49,000 eyes, seven steps and one minute of life and death. At the end of the Formation, there are another eighteen double doors of life and death. One of the doors can resist Lu Wu's wreckage and obtain the Emperor's inheritance...”

Instead of staring at each other, they stood on a white circular slab.

“Is Lu Gou really alive? Why is his soul sealed...” Dance Yan wonders.

“Those secrets, only God knows, I'm afraid Lu Wu himself, I don't remember much...”

Without further ado, put away the remaining seven puppets with considerable damage, leaving only black puppets, black dragons, and, as for the golden flame truck, temporarily enter the storage bag.

Violet Xuan Palace array, from the outside, is an overlapping and staggered array of light, unable to see the specific appearance in the array.

From the inside, it is a vertical and staggered light path, above which, every 70,000 miles, there are seven purple circular slabs floating for entrants to set foot.

These tablets are purple at first, but as people step on them, seven tablets change color, six turn black, and one turn white.

Purple is just a disguise, black and white is the real color!

Once the entrants leave the slab, the slab returns to purple.

Every tablet is a glimpse.

For every seven slabs, six black and white, six dead and alive.

For Ningfan, as long as there is plenty of time, it is not difficult to identify life and death tablets, even if only by virtue of his talent.

With the help of Wei Xuan, the route through the method of formation will be informed, preferably through this array, several breaths crossed hundreds of eyes.

Behind us, the illusions of the gods continue to follow. These illusions are not weak and follow Ningfan's footsteps. Naturally, it is easier.

“Lu Bei, come to life...”

At the forefront are Lin Su, Bai Di Er and three others.

Three fictional shadows, the mind has been lost. The only thing I can remember is that they have an enemy with Ningfan and can kill Ningfan. It would be better.

“Insolvent! ”

Ning Fan stared at the 53 people behind him and looked down. He did not hesitate to induce the slightest wind and snow trick in Lin Su, Bai Demon Er and other people.

Silk black ice and snow appeared without a sign, three phantoms had not returned to God, had been turned into three black ice sculptures, and the next moment, had been crushed into ice chips.

The three men were dead, and the stepped slate immediately withdrew into white and reshaped into purple.

Fifty illusions of the gods in the rear, looking at the seven purple slabs in front, all blinded, each choosing to step on.

In an instant, the purple slate was discolored, but whoever stepped on the blackboard was cut off by the black light and died screaming. In an instant, six sevenths of the world's slaves died tragically, and only seven of them survived, still blinded.

Under this change, Ningfan has been distanced from the slaves of the border, making it harder to trace Ningfan's trail. The previous one died, six of the seven died and one lived. In another place, this man stepped on a black tablet and died.

“This bunch of slaves are dead... hoo, finally safe...” clapped the chest prowl.

“Well, thanks to the three Lindsay followers who followed us in the forefront...”

Preferred to close his mind and carefully discern the color of the slate, only half a day had passed two thirds of the distance of the Great Battle.

“That kid, how did you get away so fast! ”

Outside the great battle, the cloak man was secretly surprised. This Purple Vivid Xuan Palace array is an immortal battle. Even if he entered it himself, he could not move so quickly.

With his talent, it will take at least a dozen days to cross the line, and if he is fascinated by the law, he may not even be able to get out for months.

But through the art of world-reading, the cloak man saw Ningfan and others break through the great battle like children's theatre.

And the slaves whom he sent were destroyed.

The cloak man looked down and had to personally attack and chase Ningfan!

The purpose of Ningfan et al. seems to be to pass through the eighteen doors of life and death at the end of Ziwei Xuan Palace. Once Ningfan and others get to the other end of the great battle, the cloak man will not be able to catch Ningfan.

Seems a little late to chase Ningfan at the moment.

“Is it true that the talent of the North is comparable to that of the Immortals? Otherwise, how do you explain his horror breaking speed? ”

With the poor talent of the cloak man, it is impossible to break the tablet and catch up with Ningfan step by step.

Thus, the cloak man does not distinguish between the seven slabs, the living and the dead.

Ziwei Xuan Palace Array, seven steps of life and death, for the god of transformation and even purification, step by step, will die immediately.

But for the cloak man, even if he steps wrong, he gets hurt at best.

Although he fell, he was also a master at Watanabu, and his physical strength was still there.

Step into the formation and fall on one of the seven purple slabs. Immediately, the slab is discolored. The slab on which it falls is black!

A black array, ejected from the tablet, stood on the cloak man, but only a few minor, untraceable wounds were cut.

The strength of its flesh can be seen slightly, even standing there for Ningfan to chop, Ningfan may not necessarily chop the boundary beast!

“Lu Bei, you can't escape! ”

The beast laughed coldly, a bright light, directly floating like a ray of light, crossing countless stone slate eyes, any force of attack on the body, let the wounds surround the body thick, just occasionally grunt, not at all dead!

But the injuries, in the slightest aggravation...

When the voice of the cloak man passed through the star palace to Ningfan and others, it caused the face of the women to change dramatically, and made the moon sky directly curse out without anger.

“Crazy! This man ran straight into the immortal battle. He's a lunatic! I thought the cucumber was crazy, he was even crazier! At his speed, he won't need us to escape, he'll catch us! ”

“There's no way. If he catches up, even if he does, he'll have to delay it! ”

Ningfan has a clear awareness of the beast's strength.

This beast, at its roots, is a purified emptiness with a true Immortal level of physical defense!

Even if it's a broken monster attack, you dare take it directly with your flesh!

“Beiyao, you have to hurry up...” Ningfan fist grip, this time, it's a real life and death crisis.

…

Beyond the star palace, one heavenly pride has long given up its intention to enter the star palace, let alone attack the star palace interface and seek passage.

At this moment, they hold their breath, seemingly waiting for something.

Waiting, is the young man named Lu Bei Junjie, whether or not he was slaughtered by Zhenxian master...

“It's been almost ten days. It hasn't been such a long time since the real fairy's roar was heard. Is it possible that Lu Bei is dead? ”

“I don't know, after all, who can escape from the true fairy by cultivating God...”

Everyone's hearts were filled with thoughts, but all their hearts were in the roar of the beasts of the realm, and they turned into a strong shock.

“I can hear it from the voice... that's so fairy, it hurts again! ”

“Impossible! Is it Lu Bei? Hurt Jinxian again! ”