Grasping Evil

In the snow and wind, during the long night, it is preferable to stand on the dragon valley guest house. Guest house, self-contained. Don't look at old Nachu living alone in the grassroots. The Dragon Valley guest house was carefully prepared.

The Dragon Valley was the first in the Snow Country, with millions of people at the door. Naturally, most of the doorman is in the snow country outside the valley, where only a few mute servants are left in the guest house.

“‘Master of the Dragon Valley’ Chu Chang 'an... Chu Chang 'an is this person, his character is isolated, he is a stinking temper to everyone, but his character is straightforward, if I have enough strength, I can make out. The 'Hong Yun Prince' Yun was shocked by the rainbow. This man was narrow-minded and poisonous. He only listened to my name Zhou Ming and tried to kill me. This man must be extremely arrogant, the rain palace is broken, only the sixth god can get the seal name, but he calls himself" the rainbow cloud ". I think he must be willing to become a god and break through the six broken voids...”

During the snow night, Ningfan muttered to himself outside the independent building, and was certainly analyzing the two broken voids seen during the day.

Being brought here by Yuntianju, Ningfan still has a misty water, but it is always better to know each other's spleen, know each other, and have more than a few things to do.

There are still some uncertainties in the heart, such as the usefulness of dragon blood.

Ningfan patted the storage bag and took out three jade pots, all filled with so-called dragon blood.

In a sweeping jade pot, he preferred frowning deeper. The dragon's blood was said to be blood, but it seemed like it was not.

If you refine three pots of dragon blood, Ningfan can improve at least 5000 Mana. If added to the Dan medicine, using blood to refine the Dan, it is enough to improve at least 10,000 Mana powers.

And if it's like a cloudy sky, brewing wine might boost it by over 15,000 armor.

“This dragon's blood, perhaps the blood of the rumoured medicine... feeds the demon beast by specific means and takes blood. The demonic blood raised by the monks will not be directly refined and digested. It must be filled with medicine or alcohol. Therefore, it is called medicine blood. This dragon blood, I fear, is very high quality medicine blood. If not for the seniors of the cloud brought me here, I would certainly not know the great advantages of promoting to old age and obtaining medicine and blood. ”

“How wonderful it would be to borrow the blood of the predecessors of the clouds and make wine out of it. But during the day, listening to the rainbow of the cloud, it seems that the blood of the predecessor of the cloud is one of the treasures of the rain house. It's not high grade, but it works great. I'm sure Senior Yun won't lend me a bloody gourd. ”

“I will go to the Blood Dragon Pool tomorrow to hear the words of Senior Cloud. I'm sure that's where the blood will be raised. There seems to be a lot of danger here, but I came all the way here. ”

Ningfan took a gentle breath and his eyes gradually calmed down, then remembered hearing some secrets during the day.

Sin marks, broken arms, for women... indifference, cruelty, ruthlessness, ungrateful...

A vocabulary describes it, but Ningfan seems to know more about clouds and skies.

In Ningfan's view, this cloud kills for a woman. To make the ruthless clouds decide to anger, the woman must be very important to him. Perhaps the Fourth Prince hurt the woman, so he died...

I prefer not to explore people's privacy, I just have a slight fondness for this cloudy sky, but a little concern.

Again, the rainbow of the cloud claimed that the clouds of heaven were committed to fixing swords, forgetting everything, and even the daughter they loved. So it doesn't seem surprising to forget a passers-by, Ning Qian.

“Ning Qian...” Ning Fan's eyes suddenly blamed himself.

He was looking for Ning Qian, not to miss him. He had no mother since childhood and could not talk about his mother he had never met.

Just a little embarrassed, and worried.

Shame is on you as a son, but not even your mother's life and death. Be truly unjust to your son.

Worried, Ning Qian's life was covered up. Ning Fan can hardly imagine what kind of master can mask the life of a monk. Is Ning Qian also counted by the true immortals?

“In my memory, my name is Yun. The calculation of the hollow void shows that in order to find Ning Qian, you need to find the clouds and the sky. So it can be deduced that my biological father is also a Rain House person… I have been passive with my mother, perhaps not by chance. Was it someone my parents had offended, and that was why? In the rain palace, there may be enemies, so I can't look for Ning Qian in the future. ”

Ning Fan implicitly decided, after a plan, not to name Ning Qian to anyone.

The clouds have never asked, no fruit. Ask Yun Ruovi if you have a chance later. Except for these two, Ning Fan will never name Ning Qian again.

“Oh, isn't this the honorable one? It's ridiculous not to think that killing doesn't count. There's also the exhilaration of indulging in snow. ”

A few sarcasms came out of the wind and snow and gradually came out of four shadows.

These four people looked at Ning Fan and looked at him with disdain, and Heran was the god of the Four who saw him during the day.

All four of them have white white-sweet hair and are over 3,000 years of age, which is a half-step cultivation.

“Wait who!” Ningfan's eyes were cold.

“Zhu Tian Palace ‘Five Lines of Honor'!” The four replied with a smile.

“Five lines of honor...”

Ning Fan gazed carefully, and after his promotion to old age, he deliberately investigated a lot of information about the rain house.

He joined the Temple of Juntian, subordinate to the Clouds of Heaven.

On the other hand, the Honorable One of Fire is the Honorable Elder Temple of the Red Sky, and belongs to the broken falsehood as the rainbow of the clouds.

In the temple of Akaten, the most qualified fire repairer, self-esteemed by the rain palace.

The five strongest elders in the Akaten Temple are the five rows of elders. The flame honored, the youngest bone age, but cultivated at the peak of God, the fighting power is extremely high. The four people in front of us are the other four respected elders.

Gold, Wood, Earth, Water.

In the endless sea, half-step refinement is the supremacy of the inland sea, but in the rain house, half-step refinement is just a high esteem.

Mindful of this, Ning Fan's gaze slightly dimmed. The four of them came here late at night. Is it not for the sake of flaming dignity, to find him unhappy?

“Are you Zhou Ming? Without extinguishing the fire body, such a big name, you will die. I have to say, you did a good thing. You killed Yunxian. I waited for four people in the Red Temple, but the water rose. ”

“ … ”

Ning Fan glanced at the four people, but he looked up to them.

The four men did seem to come looking for him in pain, but the purpose was not to avenge his revenge.

“Give me three pots of dragon blood, or... Hmm! ”

Jin Zheng stepped forward, his left hand spinning, a golden light, suddenly rolled to Ningfan, his hand was quick, almost not weak Ningfan.

That golden light, distinguished by the light of the hollow sky, seems to be intended to feed Ningfan into the treasure of the hollow sky, so as to bully him alive.

He looked down and could not escape. He let Jin Zheng take him away.

In a rolling cavernous space, Ning Fanlin stood in heaven and earth, fearless, surrounded by four sides, each laughing coldly.

Especially Gold Barrel, with a golden finger in his hand, he was extremely comfortable, and it looked like this hole in the sky space was opened by the golden finger.

“Zhou Ming! Give me three pots of dragon's blood, I'll break your Yuan Gods, I won't kill you!” Golden King cannot refuse.

“Shatter my Numen? With you!”

I prefer to close my eyes, but my face gets colder.

It turns out that even in the rain palace, without strength and background, it still needs to be bullied.

This hole in the sky, with his strength today, comes if he wants to, walks if he wants.

Since he deliberately entered the hollow sky, he had no good intentions.

The four eyes of Ningfan were angry, and at the same time, they strangled the attack.

“Tuyuan sword! ”

“Raid whip! ”

“Little ice cream trick! ”

“The art of wind death! ”

The technique carried out by the four of us is the peak technique of chemistry!

“Zhou Ming, you broke the fire of clouds without extinguishing the fire body, but you can't break the technique we wait for!” Jin Zheng did not hesitate.

“Really... collapse! Thunder out! Feng Feng!”

Ning Fan grabbed it and suddenly appeared in the sky five thousand height black dragon tombstones, clearly carried out the art of burying dragons in the five tombs!

The power of this technique is almost no less than half-step fiction, thanks to the blood and vast powers of disengagement!

Five tombs can bury five dragons, five lines can be broken, Sealed Brotherhood incarnation, Yuan God!

This technique can break even the five magic sounds of Simon Night, breaking the four peak magic spells of the district, easy!

Boom!

With the fall of the five graves, all four of them were forcibly torn apart, and the magic fluctuated all over the field.

The four faces are terrified, all recognized Ningfan carried out, and Heran is the ancestral blood mystery of the Black Dragon Nation!

The Black Dragon is not in the five lines, the five graves can be broken into five lines, but this technique has long been lost, why would Fan have this technique?

In the view of the four, even if Ningfan accidentally obtained this technique, the latter is not a demon tribe, and the second is not a demon cultivation of the blood of the Black Dragon ancestors, can this technique be carried out?

I can't figure it out!

But this technique is divided into five lines, unless the realm is higher than this technique, but every five lines of magic will be restrained from death.

Boom!

Five tablets fell, four honored people, if they were suppressed by the mountains, could not move, vomited blood to death, and did their utmost to break five tombstones, but their hearts were horrified.

Four-and-a-half steps to practise fiction, jointly, was seriously injured by Ningfan's face... besides the Alzheimer's, who can seriously injure four and a half steps to practise fiction!

This power of Fanfan, some scary, only turns to the peak of God. Is the power of war comparable to purification?

“No! Quickly get out of the hole, I'm not his opponent, he'll kill me here!” The four of them are all together, and if Ningfan smashes the tombstone again, the four of them will not die!

“Don't you think it's a little late to go? ”

Ningfan suddenly appeared behind him a pair of purple wings, both wings vibrating, shadowy, and the next moment, a drop of dark ink fainted in front of the four men, rolling the four into the dark ink.

Ink flow distraction!

Ningfan's mind is already at the level of purification, and the incarnation of natural water rises to the ship's height, reaching the level of purification. The power of this ink splitting magic is also greatly increased. Half-step purification is not enough to resist!

It may be difficult to fix it as a boost, but there may be shortcuts.

Even though Ningfan is practiced as an unbroken fiction, as long as he is mindful of the breakthrough, he also has the power to refine the fiction!

“What kind of spell is this? It's a virtual blow! Ahhh!”

The inky sword swept away and the four of them sank to pieces.

The blood mist spread away, preferring to recolonize the flesh. Once the white clothes were spotless, they held four storage bags in their hands, as well as four Yuan Gods.

Murder for treasure? Who wouldn't? Murder and treasure, prefer Fan to be the expert.

With only tens of millions of immortal jade, you can't help but frown Ningfan.

It seems that the rain palace is elderly, belongs to the rain palace, but the salaries are extremely low, and no magic trick has come quickly to kill people.

However, although there are few Immortal Jades, Dan medicine, kung fu, and magic treasure are all top notch.

The Rain Palace is old and not well paid, but the benefits are particularly good and you have nothing to say.

If you have a little more gray income… it's totally faster to make money than the Magic Sea.

Where four people died, one way Jin Guang slowly condensed into a dao fruit, seemed to be the death of Jin Zheng, flat in the palm of Ning Fan.

Just killing four people, chopping out a doughnut, Ningfan's luck is getting better and better.

Besides this doughnut, Ningfan had an unexpected harvest.

After the blood mist dissipated, the cold air of Moringbai slowly condensed, and it turned out to be a frosty air.

The frosty air, known as the divine cold air, ranks third among the twelve cold air types, and is probably owned by the water honorer.

Another unexpected harvest.

I saw Ningfan take the four storage bags and treasure, all four Yuan Gods are angry and fearful.

“Zhou, Zhou Ming! You can't take our treasure, you can't kill us, otherwise the Rainbow Prince will know it was you who did it. With the prince's personality, he will never let you live out of the Dragon Valley! ”

“Thank you for your reminders. ”

Ningfan laughed, slapped a storage bag, and read, “Puppet, now! ”

In time, three puppets appeared in front of them, and they were horrified and frightened.

Three fictional puppets?!

Ningfan has three false puppets in him, plus his own fighting power, even if faced with four false ones, he can swim the blade!

It's ridiculous that the four of us came looking for Ningfan's bad luck just half a step away. It's simply looking for a way to die.

“You, what do you want...” The four men became even more scared. They were sure that they would rather not kill them than think that they would let them go.

“You're right, kill Er at this moment, wait, wait after you leave the Dragon Valley, wait, who knows that I killed you four! Destroy the soul! ”

Ningfan was ruthless and searched directly for the four souls. After incense, the four became idiots. Ningfan handed them over to the puppet, sealed them, and just waiting to leave the Dragon Valley, the puppet was allowed to devour the four Yuan Gods.

Four is a rainy spot, but so what? I'd rather not be bullied. If the Four Want to break his Yuan Gods, he will kill the Four. All he has to do is keep it a secret and not let the rainbow of the cloud know.

Letters about the identity of the four were abandoned by Ningfan in this cavernous space. A purple gold smoke was raised at the fingertips, swept to the sky, separated the cavernous sky, stepped out, and returned to the outside world.

Surrounded by brazenness, no indication at all, obviously the control of brazenness has been cultivated to a very high level.

Light sweeps of snow overnight and bright skies.

Instead of turning around and wanting to go back to his room, suddenly there was a voice coming from nowhere.

“You killed them? ”

This voice appeared without a sign, clearly seeing Ningfan and the Four Kings leave the scene.

Ning Fan's mind was surprised. After seeing the hidden person, there was no reason to be sure. This person is the cloud of the sky.

Now that Yuntian has guessed that Ningfan has killed four people, Ningfan will not deny that the so-called Yuntian is in no way in harmony with the rainbow of the cloud, and would not blame him for killing the younger generations of the rainbow of the cloud.

“It's just the annihilation of four people, the Numen are still here, but once the Dragon Valley is decided, they die.” I'd rather admit it.

“Good. They hit you, you should call back. If they want to kill you, you should. You are the man of my Temple of Heaven. It is not Xiao Xiao's turn to bully. ”

Yuntian's words were indifferent, but the words made Ning Fan feel warm.

The notorious Sword Demon will protect you too. This feeling of being protected was more experienced by the old demons than by the clouds today.

See Ningfan was not in danger, Yuntian turned cold and wanted to leave, but was called by Ningfan.

He is sure to get a lot of dragon snow on his trip, but to maximize dragon blood, he needs one thing to make wine.

“Senpai's blood gourd, can I borrow it? ”

Prefer to say this, suddenly suddenly.

What's wrong with him? He dared to ask the Swordsman.

It felt strange that he seldom asked for anything and would never ask for anything, but he said it very casually, seemingly for granted.

But as soon as he spoke, Fan smiled and shook his head. He regretted it.

Didn't you see the rainbow of the cloud and the sword demon demanding a bloody gourd?

Clouds settled on his footsteps, his gaze dimmed, and he hated it the most when someone asked him.

Just looking at Ning Fan's bitter smile, his eyes gradually eased, a little thought, and his heart became clear.

“You want to make blood wine? ”

“No, the younger generation lost their word and never dared to hit the old man's bloody gourd idea.” If Fan shook his head, he wouldn't think that the Sword Demon would lend something, and it would be difficult not to grab anything.

The clouds frowned and he was isolated, never talking to anyone for three sentences, let alone drinking at the table with anyone.

Anyone who makes a request to him or asks for a treasure will only be swept away by him.

With the indifference of the clouds, I have a slight fondness for Ningfan.

This kid, a little bit appetizing to him.

Otherwise, he would never have been able to drink with Ningfan, let alone bring a stranger to the Dragon Valley, in flagrant violation of the orders of the Rain Emperor, to help Ningfan plot dragon blood.

He is not a good man, and he never trains his descendants. He is the first.

“Take it! ”

The clouds will throw a bloody gourd and disappear into the snow, leaving nothing but a cold word.

“Blood wine takes 10 years to make. If you run out of this gourd, you must pay me back! ”

“Er...” Fan Fan, rumors of a ruthless swordsman outside, how can you speak so well?

With a bloody gourd in his hand, Ningfan shakes gently, with at least a lot of blood wine in it, just seven bites.

“There is also blood and wine…” preferred to ask but was interrupted by an impatient voice.

“It's yours! ”

In the depths of the wind and snow, the clouds are intolerable.

“Tomorrow in the blood pool, don't embarrass me! ”

“Yes.”

I'd rather hold my fist for a gift, and my eyes are grateful.

Yuntian's reputation stinks, but does he have a better reputation? It is not surprising that people are often misinformed by rumors.

With this gourd of blood and wine, ten years later, it is unclear whether we can break through the emptiness.

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