Grasping Evil

Whoa!

A ray of light did not fall into the blood pool, but the water waves rolled up and sent them away.

Ning Fan was carrying a fire red dragon scale marked with the word 'seventeen’.

Every monk entering the pool will be handed over by Chu Lao to a dragon scale with different serial numbers. After entering the pool, the monks will be transferred to different areas.

The light of transmission is scattered, preferably in the shape of a body, already in the anhydrous zone at the bottom of the blood pool.

Hundreds of thousands of feet of deep pool water hanging over his head, treading on damp red soil, surrounded by a swamp of blood mist.

Under the blood pool, there are no holes in the sky, divided into three layers.

The first layer is the Blood Mist Swamp. There are many evil blood demons here, often cultivated by more than Jindan, and only by killing the blood demons of the gods can dragon blood be obtained.

The second level, even filled with ischemic demons. Brother Hua Shen entered, the vicious is extremely dangerous, even though it is unusual to refine falsehood, and he does not want to enter easily, only the broken falsehood will enter openly.

On the third floor, rumor has it that the former Rain Emperor opened a closed place, where several generations of Rain Emperors have trained for tens of thousands of years. However, it seems that since the generation of the Red Cloud Rain Emperor, it has been closed for some reason and cannot be accessed. As for why we can't get in, we don't even know how to temple the gods.

All of the above is information that Ningfan came from the old mouth of the Temple of Heaven.

Even at some cost, he exchanged a simple map of the jade from the elderly, recording the rough landscape of the twenty-four swamp areas on the first floor.

Thoughts sweep the jade Jane, remembers the map in the heart, prefers to silence, and the mind spreads like a wind, sweeping the 100,000 mile area.

The blood here is extremely strong, it has quite an erosive effect on the monk's divinity. Normalizing the divinity into this place. Only through the dragon scale given by Chu Lao can the blood gas be restrained slightly, it is absolutely afraid to spread the divinity too far away.

Without this in mind, he has been slaughtered for a long time and prefers not to fear the blood here.

A long time later, Ningfan retracted his meditation. Within 100,000 miles, there were no monks but him, but a lot of bloodthirsty females.

In addition, in the heart of the seventeenth swamp, there is a bloody lake, which is the road to the second level area.

Rather than shaking his head, he did not have the ambition to go to the second level to challenge the demon of ischemia.

His strength is barely enough to fight the early days of purification. At best, he can protect himself. He wants to kill the early days of purification. It is a daydream.

Even if you are carrying three bogus puppets, who can guarantee that you will not be surrounded by more than three bogus puppets after entering the second level?

At that time, there is no guarantee of safety.

His goal is simply to collect 50 Dragon Dragon Bloods, that is, to kill 500 Demons of Divine Blood.

In the twenty-four marshes on the first floor, there is absolutely enough blood demons for Ningfan to kill, but there is no need to take any more risks.

Hoo--

In the swamp, there was a tree of blood and joe, and the center of the forest suddenly roared like a thousand dragons.

When the roar appeared, nearly a thousand heads of blood demon beast rotted all over his body, turned into bright light rushing out of the dense forest, towards Ningfan to kill.

These blood demons, without too deep an intelligence, are between demonic beasts and corpse puppet-like beings, mostly in the form of half-human dragons. Once it is discovered that a living person enters, they will attack at all costs.

Thousands of blood demons, mostly Golden Dan Xiu Wei, Eleven Yuan Babies, one head into the early divine period.

For the Ordinary God, being surrounded by these demonic beasts is probably a lot of danger.

For Ningfan, the district of Thousand Blood Demons is not worth mentioning, even if it has an early deity!

Whoa!

Ningfan gaze sword light suddenly rises, sword reading wildly open, ink sword qi sweeps across all directions.

swept by this sword, a blood demon was instinctively exposed to fear, could not scream, has been chopped into pieces by the sword, stained with blood.

With the strength of the current sword of Ningfan, the blood demon beneath God is almost instantaneous.

And the blood demon of the early days of the deity, unable to react, has been swept away by the sword, raw cut off two demon arms, cried out, turned around and fled.

Unfortunately, in the early days of the Zoning God, how could Ningfan escape the palm of his hand?

Whoa!

A starlit sword came out of Ningfan's eyebrows, and the blood demon was cut through. The power of peak spiritual treasure, the early days of the zoning god can't resist, screaming, life whoops.

At his death, eleven drops of dark red blood floated and were consumed by Ningfan and sealed in a jade pot.

“Eleven drops… Normalizing the blood demon carries ten drops of dragon blood. The reason this blood demon carries eleven drops is probably related to its proximity to breakthrough in the middle of God. Does this mean that the higher the demon, the more dragon blood can be cut out? ”

Ning Fan spoke to himself slightly, the wings spread apart, two striking wings, suddenly shadowed.

And in the seventeenth swamp, no beast roars and screams were heard from all sides.

Half a day later, Ningfan cleared the seventeenth swamp, eliminating a total of 31 demons of divine blood, the strongest of which were the three peaks of divine formation.

Outside of one of the deepest dense woods, Fan settles his gaze slightly.

In the seventeenth swamp, the blood demon was almost emptied by him, the only place left with the breath of God.

In the dense forest, there are nearly ten hidden and powerful scents, all of which reach the rank of God of Divinity.

One of the strongest cultivation, Hercules has a half-step level of fiction.

When Ning Fan arrived, a hundred thousand blood demons immediately rushed out, and a strange roar attacked.

100,000 Golden Dan, 500 Yuan Baby, 11 Heads of God.

The half-step vain blood demon, with 4,000 rotten beasts, is extremely powerful and seems to be the king of this group of blood demons.

“The Beast? ”

Ning Fan glanced seriously and could not have imagined that a monster could still be born in this disintelligent blood demon.

If the Ordinary God crashes into this army of beasts, he may be torn to pieces directly.

Ho!

The royal beast roared, countless shadows of the beast rose up, and the monster roared to death.

After all, it is only a blooddemon, too low in intelligence, too many, but not even a formation. For Ningfan, who has sword remembrance, more low-ranking enemies, as long as they are unable to unite their forces, are simply not fearful.

“Extinction!”

As soon as the sword sweeps down, tens of thousands of golden dans die.

After two sweeps, Jindan died.

After three transverse sweeps, none of the 500 dollar babies survived.

Eleven demons of the Divine Blood, and four early blooddemons were injured by sword remembrance.

Ho!

The king's beast seemed extremely angry and led many deities and besieged Ningfan.

Eleven giant beasts of more than a thousand, treading the mountain river rush, the momentum is amazing.

Ningfan single-handedly swept away 11 swordshadows and swept toward 11 giant beasts.

Peak Lingbao's flying sword shadow has no power whatsoever. Almost a moment after being cut by the sword shadow, the four-headed fierce beast of the early god died.

The rest of the murderous beast, also injured to varying degrees, only two heads of God's peak, and that half-step wang beast, one claw smashing the shadow of the sword, not injured, but the eyes of the beast more angry.

Ho!

The remaining seven blood demons, all with blood roar, the blood tone waves with a little dragon barking power, shocked Ningfan eardrum slight pain, chest blood almost poured.

If we were to normalize God, we would have been directly crushed by this sound wave.

“Break!”

I prefer to brush my sleeves with my hands and lift a bloody star sand.

The wind and sand swept away, and countless sound waves were wiped out alive.

Not only can this blood Chensha break all sorts of magic treasures, but it also has a curious effect on many spells.

Break the seven bloody demon beasts roar, prefer not to give them another chance to fight their lives, step out, surrounded by ink scattered.

At the next moment, a blood demon was suddenly suddenly burst into ink rolls. One by one, a blood demon would surely be hanged in ink shadow, and no body would die.

At last, Wang Beast feared, as if he had killed the fierce man of the God-like ants, which he had not seen for many years.

“Bastard, want to go! ”

Six blood demons were exterminated, Fanfan incarnated, black-haired dance, black hunting sounded.

Step out, lock in the royal beast scent, the next moment, one by one!

Boom!

Inkflux shrink the power, half-step to refine the false king beast and hang the bones of the ground without any bones.

In the sea of decaying corpse mountain blood, Ningfan did not disperse the incarnation, directly sleeve a roll of robes, and harvested 150 drops of dragon blood.

Thus, the seventeenth swamp was leveled by Ningfan alone, killing 42 demons of divine blood, obtaining 540 drops of dragon blood, and having filled five jade pots.

“Next, go to the eighteenth swamp...”

Ningfan black-haired, ruthless, stepped out one step and floated to the eighteenth swamp.

Half a day later, the eighteenth swamp flattened.

On another three days, Fan vanished the king and beast of the twenty-fourth swamp.

Twenty-four swamps, like a circular arrangement, preferred to enter the first swamp from the twenty-fourth swamp and continue to kill.

On another six days he had slain to the thirteenth swamp, flattening more than 800 deities.

In just ten days, he had his incarnation and demon wings fully open, collecting 80 pots of dragon blood.

80 pots of dragon blood, if all the wine is made, ten years later, it will be 400,000 A's power!

Once the wine is finished, it is definitely as easy as water to the canal, rather than breaking through the void!

In the thirteenth swamp, Fan did not carry out mass killings, because in this swamp he found traces of the struggle of the monks.

Depending on the circumstances, there is more than one marsh monk here, and it is highly likely that all the old people of the Temple of Heaven will be conveyed here.

After all, the Temple of the Phantom is a subordinate of Chu Lao, among which there are many early and mid-term honorable elders, acting alone, extremely dangerous.

So Chu Lao honored the temple of the unseen with dragon scales from the same area, and Ning Fan with a single one.

Hoo--

From afar comes the roar of the king and beast, accompanied by the screams of the monks.

Ning Fan's gaze seemed to be that the Emperor of the Temple of Heaven had encountered the army of royal beasts in this swamp.

Slightly, Chu Chang 'an treated himself well, and most of the gods in the Sunset Temple talked and enjoyed each other, especially Yu Bai, who could barely count as friends.

In that case, there is no hope of dying.

Whoa!

Ningfan struck the demon wings and turned into a purple smoke flowing 100,000 miles away.

…

Outside the Dragon Pool, a one-armed white middle-aged man has been on his knees for ten days, keeping his eyes closed and silent.

Next to him, Chu Chang 'an, a redhead, had a moving eye and a more appalling color.

In his hand, he held a silver jade card, over which 24 dragon scales were embedded, of which only the thirteenth, fourteenth, fifteenth and sixteenth dragon scales, still shining, and the other twenty dragon scales, all gloomy.

A dragon scale, representing the life of a royal beast!

Twenty dragon scales are dim, representing the death of twenty king beasts!

Chu Chang 'an screamed bitterness. Unlike other blood demons, Wang Beast was prepared to raise to become an ischemic demon. He actually died so many times...

And Chu Chang An closed his eyes and knew who had killed these monsters.

The first dead king beast, number 17, is where Ning Fan is.

“Only on the 10th, this boy slaughtered the old husband and the 20th king beast... Is this boy not able to refine the emptiness? The blood demon of the old man's king and the animal is not easy to beat, although it is half a step to refine the emptiness... The 10th slaughter of the 20th king beast, even the king beast is dead, may not say that this boy has ruined 20 swamps in the first floor... even the speed of slaughter is not necessarily comparable to that of a cultivated monk! ”

Chu Chang 'an sighed continuously. He had no idea that Ning Fan was so fierce.

So much so that he forgot to remind Ningfan that Wang Beast should not kill.

Because Chu Chang 'an had no idea, he preferred to have the power to kill the King Beast.

“Distinguished man, Zhou Ming... this boy is a monster! It looks like he collected 50 pots of dragon blood in less than 10 days, Grand Prince, you won the bet...”

Chu Chang 'an sighed heavily and heavily. The blood demon killed by Ning Fan was afraid it would take many years to replenish.

This means that in the next decades or even centuries, the first tier of the region will rarely be born, and the elderly will come here to collect blood, for fear of futility.

Speaking of which, the hardest thing to cultivate is the twenty king beasts...

Yuntian listened quietly to Chu Chang 'an's full grudge, his eyebrows slightly loose and his face slightly slowed.

It appears that Ningfan's safety is also of considerable concern at last.

Worried... he will never worry about the safety of outsiders. It's ridiculous.

“Impossible! This, this is...”

After a fragrance, Chu Chang 'an suddenly shouted.

On top of that jade, the dragon scale representing the 13th king beast, the light dimmed.

But this is not the most shocking thing, what really shocks him is that on top of another golden jade, the three dragons are squarely dim.

Silver jade medal with only twenty-four dragon scales, representing twenty-four king beasts.

The golden jade card is embedded with 108 dragon scales, representing the second layer of dragon pool... the ischemic demon!

“That week went to the second floor! Even more so... the early days of tri-head purification! ”

Chu Chang 'an was appalled in his heart that it was never possible for Hua God to kill the Purgatory, let alone the three men of the World War I.

He wondered how Fan had done it. At least Chu Chang 'an asked himself that he would never be able to extinguish the three voids at the peak of God's transformation.

Even if he breaks through the emptiness, he will not be able to destroy the three-headed fellow emptiness.

Chu Chang 'an discovered for the first time that he completely underestimated Ning Fan.

This child can kill the honor of flame, not just rely on the indestructible fire extinguishing body, not least by chance!

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