Grasping Evil

Between the three days, Ninth Floor was swept by a wind.

Killing, and still in this worry-free place, is no difficulty for him.

Especially in this place where the Death Spirit gathers, thanks to the Krei deity of Tai Su Leitu, with the killing of three puppets to refine the virtuous authority, even a spying monk, it is only necessary to die.

Ning Fanclair, by itself, can destroy the dragon, plus three puppets, which layer comes, which layer is the havoc!

On the sixth floor, there was only one spying miner, who was besieged by three puppets, one from Ningfan, and killed directly to death.

On the seventh floor, there are two voyeurisms, but they are still not opponents.

On the eighth floor, there are also two voices, extinct.

On the ninth floor, there are three peepers. One runs, two dies!

On the sixth to ninth floors, Ningfan chopped seven peepers.

In detail, 11 people have died in their hands as masters of purification.

500 Yuan Thunder of the Divine Divine Divinity, 7 Voyeuristic Yuan Thunder, fell into Ningfan's hands as many as possible.

Those silver and gold pints Thunderball, they also put away, saying that the next deal with Thunder Eleven will not be used.

With so many yuan thunder, only two thirds of the first-order thunder will have to be broken toward the second-stage. At least six more voyeurisms or 600 gods will have to be killed before the thunder can break through the second-stage.

Even if the second order is not broken, this minefield defense is already horrible, and no one can break the minefield defense below the ninth level.

Ningfan already has 9 pieces of Ujin bamboo leaves, more than enough to complete the task of red coat.

Intelligence indicates that there are four peeping guards on the tenth level of the tower.

Even though Ning Fan was reluctant to take risks, the four voyeurs were ready to leave at this moment.

Just looking at the thunder jade in his hand, Ray 11 still hasn't contacted Ningfan, which makes Ningfan a little sorry.

It looks like you won't be able to trade with Ray 11 again until you leave.

Originally, Ningfan was also prepared to replace it with useless thunder jade again, and replace it with something from Thunder Eleven.

After all, Ningfan is not a fictional monk, he is only fighting in battle with Clay and the puppet.

If you are surrounded by too many voyeurisms, even Ningfan will not win.

It was decided that Fan would return to the lower level.

Then, over the long sky, the black-pressed rays of thunderbolt came, with an uncovered killer.

Ning Fan's gaze, that black-pressed glow, at least a thousand deities, more than ten void purification!

The ninth level of purification should all be dead, these masters, undoubtedly from above the tenth level!

“Daredevil, daredevil against the dragon royal brother, to die! ”

A spying monk headed by the Lord of Thunder on the 10th floor of the Leita, his strong and transcendent momentum was released and transformed into a skyscraper, toward Ningfan.

Ning Fan's eyes were cold, and immediately, these masters came for four layers of thunderbolt dragons!

Twenty-four floors of Thunder Lord... Yinglong Zi! This man has so much energy that he can send such a big battle only to deal with Ning Fan alone. How dare you let so many spying and sincere obedience call you king!

One of the top players is in the mood to suppress Ningfan, while the other players are doing secrets. All of them are attacking Ningfan Yuanjin, which is the technique of infanticide.

In the face of ten virtual strikes, even though it is too much thunder to swallow all the lightning.

I saw Ningfan's two fists were invincible, and all ten of them decided that Ningfan would die.

But at this moment, a black cloak suddenly appeared on top of the white clothes.

Its figure, born before the eyes of countless masters... disappear!

“Impossible! This child is only half-step purgatory. Why is the art of concealment so strong that even we can't find out where it is! ”

“Rumor has it that the son was able to sweep the first nine floors because he was fighting three puppets, but his own strength is not worth mentioning. This is not what it looks like today! This sub-tactic is extremely difficult, but this tactic of concealment will leave me unable to wait to find...”

“There's nothing to search for, you have to search! Otherwise, I will wait to explain to the Dragon King! ”

The crowd peeked like water and tried several methods of decoding hidden spells, but could not find Ningfan's trace.

The cloak of deception, the quality of the gods, the minds of the broken void can be shielded from one or two. The ten people in the district can't find Ningfan's whereabouts.

They couldn't find Ningfan's whereabouts, but they moved brightly. A large group of people gave the Ninth Floor to the Eighth Floor Transfer Array to the Dead Guard, waiting for Ningfan to throw himself into the net.

At a time when this large group of experts were searching for Ningfan, Ningfan was millions of miles away, and his eyes grew stronger.

Although the masters could not find him, they sealed the lower roads so that they could not leave Leita unless they had slaughtered ten voyeurs.

“If you don't let me go, you will regret it. ”

Ningfan luminous light does not move to the eighth level conveying formation, but instead moves towards the tenth level conveying formation.

He's not leaving!

He, determined to teach Ryuko a lesson!

With so many masters, the tenth level of defense is definitely weak.

Kill, let's go!

While countless experts guarded the eighth floor, the tenth floor was plunged into bloodshed.

The Ten Layers of Thunder Lord brought only one Peeping Underground. Apart from the two of them, the other eight Pursuit Peeping are the masters above the Eleven Layers.

On the tenth floor, there are only two voyeurisms left, and two voyeurisms are replacing the ten layers of lightning lords, guarding the leaves of Ujin bamboo, talking about what.

The topic under discussion is actually related to Ningfan.

“The maniac, daring to kill the brother of the Dragon King, is actually looking for death, now he is afraid to be dead. ”

“Oh, Lord Thunder, it would be unreasonable for you to do this personally. Unfortunately, I cannot wait to participate in this pursuit mission, otherwise, if I can blade the dragon, I will be able to do great work in front of the Dragon King. It is only a matter of time before the Dragon King is the strongest in Black Reta. Once the Dragon King breaks through, he must be one of the top 36! ”

“What good is it to be able to turn a master of this level and chase a half-step vain! ”

The two laughed at each other and suddenly came from the outside world screaming and killing each other.

All the smiles stood still, and they were both shouting, “Who's so daring to come to my tenth floor! ”

The tenth floor is the strongest of the top ten, and no spirit dares to come to this layer to mess up.

The two of them glistened, plundered out of the palace, and looked at each other coldly. The two of them wanted to see what kind of daring madman dared to come here to die.

At first sight, it's hard to hide the shock.

But he saw the figure of a golden coat of white robes, walking through the blood of the dead mountains, but wherever he passed, he made a powerful move, and countless dead spirits died tragically.

By his side, the three black robe puppets were equally indifferent to the enemy, and the four joined forces, without any yuan babies or deities, could stop the four.

Ning Fan gazed indifferently, and his breath covered the sky. In that breath, there were eleven breaths of terror left behind by the purification of his body.

The two men stayed behind and swept their eyes in Ningfan. Their hearts were disturbed and their hearts could hardly calm down.

“How could this madman escape the siege when he was surrounded by ten void and a thousand gods! ”

“Eleven! No mistake, the number of this person's hand blades has reached 11! This child is extremely dangerous! Retreat quickly and rendezvous with the Thunder Lord! ”

They tried to escape, but they were late!

Ningfan eyebrow star flashed, the thunder map spread, all the dead spirits over the thunder map, the kill has moved.

“Kill!”

Under one order, the three puppets went towards the two purgatory...

Half an hour later, there was only one rubble left.

Ningfan stood on two false dead bodies, swallowed two blood thunder and glanced at the eleventh floor transmission formation.

Eleven floors may be dangerous, but he's not afraid!

And in the eleventh floor, it seems that there are also Thunder Eleven. I don't know if I can buy Yuan Thunder from this person at this time.

…

Black retta, eleventh floor.

The story of Ningfan, at a terrible speed, spread in the retta.

The power of one man to destroy ten layers of retinas.

It was blocked by ten people, but the Emperor went away.

Its name, even if it is a mystery, does not dare to underestimate it.

Marlborough Palace, is a force of the eleventh floor retta. The owner of this force is the famous Marlborough Palace Master... Ray 11!

Though weird and powerful, this Thunder 11 seems to be off the right path with 11 layers of Thunder owners and never mingles with any of the retta masters.

This person's only hobby is to do business, earn thunderballs, and devour thunderballs, upgrade them to.

Don't look at this person's weekday as a thunder jade compared to people, this person is definitely the richest monk in the first 24 floors.

At this moment, in the Palace of Montblanc, Ray XI is dialing a Golden Thunder Abacus, smiling obscenely, calculating the number of new yuan thunder received.

“Chu Nanfeng, this old man gave me 1,700 Dao Hua Yuan Lei, four Dao Hua Yuan Lei... Mo Feiyun, three thousand Dao Hua Yuan Lei, seven Dao Hua Yuan Lei... Old Yang, 2,500 Dao, five Dao Hua Yuan Lei... and..."

Ray 11 showed excitement, this time back to the 11th floor, he acquired 10,000 Dao Hua Shen Yuan Lei and 35 Dao Hua Yuan Lei.

So many Yuanlei, if sold to Ningfan, could make a lot of money,

In the palace, the five vain initially had strange faces. They were all the guests of the Montblanc Palace. It was the Chunanfeng, Mo Feiyun and others in the eleven mouths of Lei.

They do not understand why the Lord of the Pavilion has gone to great lengths to gather a large number of the Thunder of the Numen.

These Thunder of the Numen are rubbish to Rex the Dead.

They really can't figure out what the councillor needs this for.

“Don't you dare ask the master, what good use is this...” Chu Nanfeng questioned.

“Fantastic? How do I know what this shit does? But all I know is that this thing can sell money... for four or five hundred silver balls, not hard. ”

“Can this garbage sell at such a high price? Who can afford 500 silver balls?” Mo Feiyun wondered.

“Not to ask the question, he is only a half-step emptiness, but this half-step emptiness, some unusual, even though it is the husband, also finds this person difficult to deal with.” Ray XI exclaimed,

“The chief of the pavilion joked, how can there be a half-step emptiness in the world to counter the vain old monster...” Old Yang shook his head and rebutted, but suddenly, he stopped talking and remembered the rumor of a madman sweeping ten levels of retta.

That person, who also seemed to be half-step, swept across 10 floors each.

The prestige of that man makes the usual voyeurism unchecked.

“No! The rumors must be false. There is never such a strong half-step emptiness in the world. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it!” Old Yang didn't want to believe it.

“Rumor has it, it's not necessarily fake! ”

An arrogant and powerful voice suddenly came through the door, interrupting old man Yang's words.

This voice, with a medium-term scenario of refinement, is certainly a vain monster, whose momentum is even stronger than that of Ray XI.

“Lord Thunder!” Old Yang, Chunanfeng, Mo Feiyun and others suddenly stood up and looked at the people.

Though it is Ray XI, all eyes are heavy, unhappy,

“Candlewind, why are you here? ”

“It's ridiculous to hear that you're collecting so much Yuan Lei. What's the value of this garbage?” The candle wind was ironic.

“You didn't answer my husband's words!” Ray XI's eyes are colder.

“I'm here to take away your ‘Cintiq' bones!” The candle wind smiled.

“How dare you give this to me!” Ray XI seems to hear something ridiculous,

“If you do not hand over this object, the Palace of Montblanc... extinguish! This, according to the Dragon King, you know what happens when you defy the Dragon King! I'll give you a day to think about it! A day later, I hope to hear a satisfactory response! ”

The candle wind laughed and floated away, leaving only one palace of masterful colour.

Ray Eleven's eyes were gloomy and he felt threatened. He was very upset.

In the silence of the people, a subordinate suddenly broke into the palace anxiously, sweating.

“Master, no, it's bad...”

“What's wrong! What happened again?” Ray XI was unhappy,

“He, he's here...” His men seemed to see something terrible.

“Who's here...”

Ray XI hasn't asked around, the next moment, a young man in white, gently enters the Palace of Montblanc, smiling,

“Yo, Rado, come on in. Your Yuan Lei, have you collected them? This time, Zhou brought a lot of money. ”

As soon as Ning Fanfang appeared, a little bit of viciousness dissipated, and all the rooms were shocked.

“Thirteen ways to refine the Qi! This son of a bitch is so fierce, is he really half-step? ”

“It's him! Isn't he being hunted down on the 10th floor? Why did he break into the 11th floor? ”

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