Grasping Evil

Simon's neck was bruised at night and his eyes were exposed to killing machines.

But the killing machine, at the next moment, was bitten hard by the tip of its tongue and suppressed.

He was so arrogant that he was injured by Ningfan that he would go mad.

He was arrogant, so he could not allow himself to suffer.

Once Simon attacked the black robe at night hunting sounded, his heart became calmer and calmer. No more emotional fluctuations in his deep black eyes. Over his eyebrows, four black stars emerged, but he was lifted by one hand, crushed two times, his mouth overflowed with blood, but he was arrogant.

There is no explanation and no longer a cover for Ningfan's murder.

But Fan knew that Siemens destroyed two stars at night for the sake of fairness. He's trying to get rid of Ningfan on a reciprocal basis!

“You are indeed strong, and if you were born a thousand years ago, you would have been broken at this moment, but you need to understand that after all, you are no better than me! You are so badly injured, you are already at the end of a strong crossbow...”

“I don't think so. ”

Ningfan darkened the Dark Star technique, surrounded by light starlight.

Without summoning the stars directly, even though Simon Night did not necessarily know that he had learned the art of black stars.

Originally, the wounds of bathing blood heal at an extremely fast rate.

This scene shocked Simon at night, preferring the means of healing himself, very similar to the art of star therapy.

“You have many means, so I can let go of the First World War. If you get out of this world alive, I can vouch for you on behalf of the Siemens, and the North is yours! If you lose... you die! ”

Siemens night was silent, his eyes changed, the first star flashed, instantly, inside the cave sky space, day turned into night.

The night came, immersed in the night color, the siemens' night breath gradually faded, eventually, the birth disappeared from Ningfan's eyes.

His first divine star, the Night's Divine Star, was the Lord of the Night.

As long as it's deep into the night, it can cover all the breath, and no assassinations, no sneak attacks.

Whoa!

A pitch-black, inky sword immersed in the night, coming from all directions in the west.

Ningfan sword waved, resisted the sword, left eye purple star flashed, as if the hole penetrated all night, immediately found the hiding place of Simon night.

Surrounded by bravery, it was sent into the blood sword. At the instigation of Ning Fan Sha Qi, the blood sword emits an evil and strange red light in the night.

A sword, remotely pointing at the night of Simon, like sweeping a thousand armies, like moving mountains, as the sword peak refers to, like trying to pierce this area of heaven and earth, for a time, in the hollow sky space, countless blood dragons howling deaf.

A blood-colored sword has emerged, a tenth, a hundred, a million swords in hectares.

The sword swept across the room, countless voids collapsed, the night was raw and torn apart, and the night of Siemens hidden in the darkness was forced out by Ningfan!

Pfft!

After heavy coughing of blood, Siemens stepped back a hundred steps at night, his hair chopped off and his hair danced black.

Forced out by Ningfan's sword, Siemens' night was a dark surprise, but this situation was anticipated.

He hides in the night to inspire the power of the second god, a special star called the Seven Tones. It takes a little time to exhaust the power of this star to fully energize God's cultivation.

His hands depicted a different sound picture, and the power of the void evolved a seven-string ancient violin, with a hint of ancient music playing from his fingertips in his arms.

Where the voice passed, all the swords collapsed. At this moment of the night, Siemens stood on his feet, as if he could compete with the glow of the sun and the moon.

Without a sign, Ning Fan's mind raised a warning sign and immediately withdrew.

At the moment of its flight and retreat, Siemens pronounced the first sound at night.

“Seven first, five lines of sound! ”

He speeded up the strings, the sounds of the demons were fierce as fire, the sounds of the demons passed by, turned into a black sea of fire, the sky fell cold, the ground rose to sand, the sky swept lightning, and the storm swept.

“The art of voidness! ”

Ning Fan glanced at Rin, this magic voice control five line technique, clearly is the virtual level killing technique, once any attack, is equivalent to the virtual level attack.

How can a sound wave resist an unstoppable collapse when it is invisible and invisible?

At this moment, Simon, with all the black lights dropping over his head, can't see the infinite number of sounds played.

Under this sweep of demonic sounds, the soul of the earth suddenly collapsed, the technique of souling failed again, and the momentum fell back to the peak of God.

Uh--

The sound waves turn into tangible waves and sweep five lines as the siemens' night intensifies its chords!

Seven first sounds, five lines of sound, demonic sounds, five lines in the world!

Resisting this sound, none of the five lines of technology can be carried out, using only means other than the five lines.

Ningfan white clothes as moon, cold eyes as stars.

There are not many spells outside of the five lines, but one of them can decipher the five lines of magic at this moment.

Five lines, five graves!

“The wind is a wood dragon, the earth is a earth dragon, the thunder is a gold dragon, the flame is a fire dragon, and the ice is a water dragon. ”

“Five dragons dead, Black Dragon alive! Five lines dead, five graves alive! ”

Ningfan refers to the flying shadow, pinched Xuan Ao finger, and prompted to take away demonic blood to assist in this operation.

Every time I read more, a thousand tombstones appear above its head, and the dragon shadow flies.

The five tombstones were divided into five rows, hidden together the life and death of the celestial machine, appeared at the extreme of the five tombs, Simon night suddenly shocked, its seven-string ancient qin first string... string broken!

Its five lines of demonic sounds, at the same moment, break apart!

“The art of burying dragons in five graves! This is the Black Dragon Ancestral Blood Demon Technique, how can you make it! ”

Looking at the five tombstones that were suppressed over his head, Simon's night gaze changed and a second string was moved.

“Seven, two, four beasts! ”

The Voice of the Four Beasts, specializing in Blue Dragon, White Tiger, Peacock, Xuanwu Four Bloods!

Uh--

A wave of sound, suddenly filled with the sound of slaughter, turned into a dragon-shaped symbol, repressed against five tombstones.

The massive force of the five graves, how powerful, almost one plunge, breaks through countless sound waves.

But every time I touched more sound wave script, the black dragon on the five tombs was more illusory. After a few short breaths, the black dragon on the first tombstone collapsed and the first tomb crumbled!

“Seven and three, the sound of the mountain! ”

Uh--

As soon as this sounds, the demonic sounds carry a furious atmosphere, pushing the mountains into the sea, directly levelling the remaining four tombstones!

“Seven and four, the sound of the sword! ”

Uh--

As soon as this sound appears, the demonic sound is transformed into a million swordlights, drowning Ningfan in the sword sea.

The demonic sounds of Simon Night, creepy and unprotected, every sound can be a unique technique.

I saw Ningfan submerged in the sea of swords, and Siemens snorted at night.

“Can only be subjected to my four demonic sounds? It seems that there are no three left. You are dead. ”

“Noise! ”

In the sword sea, Ningfan sneered and pressed out one finger.

He admitted that Siemens Night's Seven Sounds technique was unique, but it seemed premature to try to kill himself with it.

If someone could see through a million swordlights, they would see a miracle.

As the demonic voice moved, the million sound swords converged into nine swords, and Ningfan stood on top of the sword river. There were constant swordmands flying over his skin, but he was strangely afraid to kill Ningfan.

The magic of demonic sounds, though strong, has no sword in it.

Ningfan's sword is Dacheng's sword trap. It is the honor of the ten thousand swords. With this sword, the sword protects itself. How dare Fanfu's sword be harmful!

Lift your finger slightly, as if it had incredible power, enough to wipe everything out and roll up the sky.

One finger fell, the cavernous space suddenly collapsed into landslides and the sky crumbled.

“Blade finger, first collapse, second collapse! ”

In the double collapse, a brilliant sword came out, turned into a million swords, and was pulled into a million silks by Ningfan.

Sword silk dance empty, sound swords collapsed, millions of swordsilk filled, Simon's cool eyes changed dramatically, and his body flashed immediately at night.

If you don't say anything, throw down the piano and go!

The next moment, millions of swordsilks are stabbed and the heavens and the earth are broken like purgatory.

Under the sword silk attack, the iron piano, where the force of the void gathered, broke into pieces, while the flesh of Siemens was hanged into blood fog and vanished into thin air.

After 10 breaths, the sword silk scattered, on the ruins, Siemens stepped out at night, a cage of black light, the flesh condensed, Hercules is the immortality technique!

It just seemed that Siemens Night, despite blocking his sword fingers by incarnation, was still quite devastated and for the first time horrified in his eyes.

“Sword finger! You got the sword and the sword and the finger! ”

Simon never thought that the magic of the seven sounds that he had directed among his peers would be broken by Ningfan.

Even more unexpected, he preferred to have so many mysteries, not even less than the pride of his world.

“Siemens Night, fight me! ”

Ningfan put away his swords, and although he was covered in blood, his silver robe was unbroken.

Opposite Siemens Night, although there is no trauma with the help of the incarnation, the robe is extremely wrecked.

Simon used the incarnation at night, which is the incarnation of the night. Ningfan also took a step forward, the surrounding black gas rolled over, like dark ink and indifferent, and his body grew smaller and smaller.

This scene falls into the eyes of Siemens at night, and its greatest pride is shattered!

His greatest pride in the night of Siemens was his understanding of the art of incarnation during the refinement of emptiness, forming the incarnation of the night.

However, in the time of the incarnation, the incarnation technique can be used, which makes the pride of Simon Night seem immediately worthless.

“Siemens Night, fight me! ”

Tired of fancy whistles, he stepped out and turned into black smoke. He appeared in front of Simon at night, waving his fists and punching.

Simon night also set fire to the real fire. He didn't like the feeling that his boundaries were higher than Ningfan's, but were suppressed everywhere by Ningfan!

“Zhou Ming! You can't be my opponent! ”

Boom!

Abandoned all fancy whistles, only boxing collision left.

Both of them are corpse repairs, each punch with one foot, each with the power of a landslide fissure.

Between the defenses, Siemens evolved the power of the void at night, turning it into a black sword, cutting off the heavens and pressing Ningfan.

Between the entrance and retreat, Ningfan surrounded by purple gold wind and sand, wind and sand sweep, the blank sword suddenly weathered, even Siemens night injured a lot.

Both appeared incarnated. Between the raids, most of the damage was offset by the incarnation, which inevitably left some injuries.

This battle of flesh and blood lasted for a long day. In the first few hours, Siemens was less attacking and less attacking.

Over the next few hours, Siemens' night wounds grew stronger and weakened, while Ningfan seemed to have endless energy, and the Vietnam War grew brave.

In the last few hours, Simon's night was almost exhausted, while Ningfan was still a dragon tiger, and his fists had the power to collapse!

Siemens Night finally realizes why Ningfan can get more and more courageous.

Because of Ningfan's incarnation. Now that he has reached the threshold of his own healing, his incarnation of Siemens Night is only in its early stages.

At this moment, Ningfan, covered in blood, seemed to know nothing of pain, but to kill, like the demented madman.

Step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step.

Between one and the other, there is a more jade and less tile atmosphere, and with the constant attack, Ningfan was about to break through the refinery boundary, like water to the canal, almost completely breaking the fourth bottleneck!

Although the bottleneck of the jade fate has not yet been broken at this moment, but the bottleneck has opened a gap. At this moment, the flesh is infinitely close to the fourth realm of the jade fate! From the third peak of Jade Life to the fourth, all you need is an empty battle with the blood of Siemens Night, and the next shutdown will find an opportunity to break through!

Boom!

Ningfan's fisting power is getting stronger and stronger, and Simon Night finds that his strength is completely weak.

Not only is it because you have greatly diminished your strength, but also because you have broken through the bottleneck of refinery by fighting yourself!

Seeing that Ningfan's fists were getting stronger and stronger, the incarnation was becoming more and more irresistible. Simon's eyes were gloomy at night, and he had to admit that he had lost more than a dozen battles in the battle for the flesh and blood!

In his heart, for the first time, he was thinking.

How tough would it be if Ningfan broke through the emptiness!

If Ningfan breaks through the first weight of the shattered void, is he Siemens' true dignity at night, possibly Ningfan's opponent?

I don't know!

For the first time ever, Ningfan has seen Siemen Night with pride!

Boom!

As he thought about it, Ningfan punched him in the face and burst into Siemens' chest at night.

The strength of this punch, giving Simon the night an illusion, seems to have been hit by the mountains of Wan Zheng to change, the pain does not want to live.

Twenty-four ribs, all shattered at this moment.

The night entangled incarnation, at this moment, was struck in its original form by Ning Fansheng.

“Not good!”

Siemens vomited blood at night, knowing this distraction, has revealed defeat.

But it's no wonder other people blame themselves for their lack of strength and confusion!

Knock, knock! Boom!

The dull fist burst into the chest of Siemens night, along with the broken bones and dirty hearts, even though the flesh of Siemens night jade peak was blown to pieces.

It's all muscular, it's like a scattered shelf, and it's hard to move.

At this moment, Ningfan, in an extremely arrogant position, stepped down and stepped into the ground from the sky at night.

Surrounded by a thunderbolt, he fell from the sky and suddenly stepped on Siemens' night chest belly, one foot, piercing all his chest defenses!

Boom!

At this foot, the fragmented cavernous sky exploded, and in the south tower, the shadows of two blood-dyed robes fell from space.

Among them, Simon's night was dead and the seeds fell on the floor and his eyes were stunned.

And Ningfan stepped down, the cloud boots were covered in crushed meat, and stepped on the Siemens Night Dantian, only to consume one full step, Siemens Night this distraction will definitely die!

Hiss!

All the Kaizen monks in the South Tower, they were incredible, blinking, completely stunned.

They thought the power of Ezekiel Night was only for a moment, but after waiting for a day of suffering, the two finally separated their wins and losses, enough to see how even they were and how hard they had suffered.

The struggle has made the Siemens unacceptable.

What is even more unacceptable to them is the night of Siemens, which was beaten to death by Ningfan and stepped at their feet with utmost humiliation.

A cold sweep swept away, at this moment Ningfan eyes blood red, long ago killed red eyes, brazen breath, one eye, like the world's fierce beast, let Simon family reflex suddenly, teeth off trembling.

What a power! This power carries the power to thwart the night of Siemens!

“Hurt my lord! ”

“Bold! Don't you dare hurt me, if you fly up to the North, you will be killed by my Simon family! ”

Siemens' Brothers gradually returned to God and began to speak harshly, threatening words and trying to save Siemens' night.

But no one dares to go forward and fight Ningfan blood. Ningfan at this moment is too scary!

“Shut up, shut up! Get out! Get out! ”

Simon was stepped at Ningfan's feet at night, coughed up more blood, he could not accept the fact of his own tragic defeat, let alone his contemptuous subordinates, kissed with the lowest threat to save his divine life.

He's the only one who ever stepped on people. Why has anyone ever stepped on him like that?

He, unwilling but unwilling to rely on the Siemens to suppress Ningfan!

He will wait until Ningfan is truly broken before battling Ningfan and shaming himself before the snow, otherwise this shame will never wash snow!

“Siemens night, you lost.” The indifferent tone of siemens makes the night indisputable.

Ningfan could have stepped on Siemens Night, but Siemens Night has not fought against Ningfan in any way, but only used the power of half a step to refine falsehood, which made Ningfan not kill his distractions.

“Why didn't you kill me? Why! Damn it, loser! ”

Simon's night vision of Ning Fan not killing him is more humiliating than being killed.

Push one last stroke, clap your hands, clap your hands, clap on the spirits!

A distracted body collapsed, but it was preferable to die.

“Zhou Ming! You humiliated me today, and I only hate you and don't hurt innocent people. I'll do what Simon says at night, Northbrute. It's yours! Except if you touch my men of the night of Siemens, I will surely give you repentance. Believe me, I can do it! ”

“Huh!”

Ning Fan snorted, before this Simon night was‘ dying ’, it was disgusting to try to threaten him.

He had no intention of killing the Siemens, and if all the monks died in the rain, it would be a big deal.

And this battle, Ben Siemens Night and Ning Fan Grace, has nothing to do with this group of gods.

“Get out!”

Ning Fan had a cold drink, 48 Siemens became gods, all frightened, hurriedly retreated, heading north.

In an instant, there are only Ningfan, Xiaobao, Lu, Shi and others left in the hall.

“Lu is not dreaming... Zhou Daoyou even defeated Xihuang's distraction, doesn't that mean that Zhou Daoyou has the strength to fight the battle! Tsk, if this thing comes out, the endless fear is quite vibrating.” Lu Qing sighed.

“I like this matter not to come out...” Ningfan shook his head. This time the resentment involved a small marriage contract in the North, involving the Heritage Palace and the Siemens. If it came out, it would surely damage the face of the Siemens.

Married by an ant from the lower realm, something that might be tolerated by Simon Night, but not necessarily by the Simon Family.

Nowadays Ningfan can't bear the anger of the Siemens... he is really too weak to defeat the Siemens Night, even less than half of what he deserves, only to smile bitterly.

He defeated only the distraction of Simon Night. If Simon comes at night and crushes him, there is no chance of even fighting back.

“I am too different from the true heavenly pride... unless I break through the void...”

Rather than shake his head, from this day on, he will no longer be proud of the heavens. Too many are stronger than him.

“Zhou Ming, are you all right? You're bleeding so much! ”

“Nothing, just a little dizzy, maybe too much blood...”

Preferably looking at the undried northern barbarity, suddenly his heart was soft and he couldn't laugh anymore.

It's amazing how the North Little Brute would rather cry for him than for Fan.

Boom!

Ningfan's head was empty, he really fainted like this, and the direction of fainting was heading north towards Little Barbarian.

Before he fainted, he had only two thoughts. First, Simon Night is a powerful enemy...

Second, where I fainted, it was really soft, although not very full...

Bei Xiaobing was overwhelmed, and when she saw Ning Fan fall, her face became pale.

Only when Ningfan fell into her arms did she feel that Ningfan was still breathing.

It's just too much blood, too tired, so I fainted...

“Damn, Zhou stinks! Why are you scaring me if you're not dead? ”

“Get your filthy face off me, you lean on me, me, me...”

Bei Xiaobao's face is all red, Ningfan can really faint, pick his own chest fainting, is he intentional, is he sincere?

I prefer to leave Ningfan's face buried in my chest, greedy and absorbed the scent of my chest.

“Young lady, Ming Zheng is too seriously injured, according to his subordinates, must be treated immediately..." Stone soldiers said, he had quite a relationship with Ning Fan, and this time if he preferred to do something extraordinary, he would surely be captured back to North Heaven.

He didn't want to see anything happen to Ningfan.

“Well, I know, I treat him, I have some things here that I haven't used up...”

Bei Xiaobao bit her teeth, in fact her red dragon has not completely cut off, only ordinary. The black crystal my mother gave me was only half used.

The other half is precious, but chopping Red Dragon is nothing compared to healing Ningfan.

“That's it, Red Dragon will find a way to bring the stinking Zhou Ming back to life! He's my furnace, and if he dies like this, I'll lose! ”

The small and petite body of the north, holding Ningfan, walked towards the top of the South Tower.

There, it's her maiden room.

…

North Heaven, Siemens.

In Stone Gate, Siemens Night is enlightening the next bottleneck, outside Stone Gate, many monks are waiting.

Among the monks waiting, there's even the owner of the Siemens, Siemens!

This is a true fairy old monster and father of Siemens Night.

Looking at Shiguan, Simon's old eyes were pleased, he had nine sons. Simon's night was undoubtedly one of the most outstanding of them, and even became one of the four sons of the North, known as the Xi Wang.

As you can imagine, tens of thousands of years from now, Simon Night will be the next owner of the Simon family, the next true immortal.

“Oh, the homeowner is really a tiger father without a dog, the night boy is only 2,000 years old, breaking through the broken void, looking at the north sky is one of the finest Junjie. ”

“Where and where.” Ximen Feng nodded proudly and was very pleased with the compliments.

“I heard that the Night Son is distracted and is going to catch the Fourth Miss of the Heritage Palace. Is something wrong? ”

“Night falls on the rainfall zone. What can happen?” Ximen Feng is unhappy.

“No, no, no, the owner misunderstood, I am afraid that the son is too strong, too much killing, it could only be someone else, how could it be the son...”

“Ha ha! Well said, it could only happen to someone else, how could it be night. It doesn't matter how many people die in the rain. If you're happy at night, kill them.” Simon Feng didn't think so.

Boom!

During the conversation, Stone Gate suddenly made a huge noise, and Stone Gate smashed!

In the rubble smoke, Simon attacked the black robe at night, walked out of the stone closet, but the corner of his mouth spilled blood, his eyes were cold, after walking out of the stone closet three steps, suddenly spit blood, half kneeling.

This scene frightened countless Siemens.

“What's going on! Could it be the Night Boy's Bottleneck that failed to understand! But it can't be so serious, how could the son be so badly hurt! ”

“Shut up! The night wasn't hurt by anyone else. He was hurt by himself! ”

Simon's eyes were cold, and he clearly saw that there was a palm mark on Simon's forehead at night. That palm mark was a relic of the Simon family - the Great Void Palm.

Judging by the marks on his palm, this clap was not directly hit on the forehead, but struck over a distraction, dragging his dignity into injury.

Ezekiel's old and spicy experience, I don't know where, Siemen was injured at night because the lower realm was distracted, forcing him to break his soul.

I swept through the temple and saw the monks accompanying Simon at night. None of the cards were broken and I was curious.

Did Siemens fight people at night and lose? Humiliated, self-destructive distraction?

Otherwise, the 48 deities sent to protect Siemens at night will not be able to ignore the siemens' injuries and will surely be killed before Siemens night.

The so-called Chiko Moruo's father, Simon Feng, has roughly guessed what happened.

“Has your distraction fallen into the hands of emptiness?” Simon Feng sighed in the dark. If Simon Night's deification is lost in the hands of purification, he still has a way to comfort Simon Night.

“No, he is... the peak of the Divine Divinity...” Simon Night Gandhi, the Divine Death, all the Divine Memories are transmitted back with strange divinity.

“What! How is it possible that your half-step distraction is lost in the hands of a lower realm divine peak!” Simon Feng had a dark shock, his child's talent, and he naturally knew it. Mo said that in the lower realm, even in the northern heavens, there is no deity that can extinguish the distractions of the night of Simon.

Just look at Simon Night, Simon Feng knows that Simon Night certainly did not lie. He could not have been so unwilling if he had not lost to the weaker.

“He, who needs to send someone after him...”

“No, I'm going to wait for him to break up and fight..." His name is... Zhou... Ming! ”

Simon hated biting his teeth at night and fainted.

On this day, Siemens' family boiled because of a Zhou Ming!

Just following the sound of Siemens Night, Siemens did not send anyone down to hunt down Ningfan.

He knows his children.

Siemens' night is too proud, he must reciprocate and destroy Ningfan with his own hands, otherwise nothing makes sense.

Numerous Siemens brothers have spoken about nature's defeat in Siemens at night.

“The Rain Realm first came out of Lu Bei, then another Zhou Ming... the lower realm is proud, there seems to be a lot of characters. ”

“Even the Xi Wang lost. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk If I give him a thousand years, I'm afraid that a thousand years from now, he can really be a character...”