Grasping Evil

Golden ancient sword is shadowless, sword handle, yellow courtyard eyes shocked.

It was incredible that Fan could have killed an ex-baby Golden Dan level monk just because of his temper.

On that weekday, the young man in white with no waves was such a terrible expert once he moved his mind.

Goat ancient eyes are fierce and more admirable of the master's means of honoring Ningfan.

“Though the age of the teacher is small, whether dancing or cultivation, the eye-catching rainfall is top notch. Being able to worship this person as a teacher is the most correct thing I have done in my ancient life! ”

Ning Fanfan stood at the tip of the sword of the ancient golden sword, facing the sunset, unable to hold his fingers, and manipulated the ancient sword to walk.

Take a low-quality Dan medicine to moisturize the sea.

The aftermath of the sunset sprinkled on his face with a touch of gold. Ningfan closed his eyes and read the sword. Over time, the mind gradually adapted to the load of the ancient golden sword.

After the first day, the weariness of mindfulness eased slightly.

The second day passed, and the weariness of mindfulness eased even more.

Day three, day four...

By the fifth day, Ningfan had become completely accustomed to the speed of the ancient sword, and his thoughts were no longer exhausted, and he was getting closer to breakthrough questioning the false thoughts.

And at this moment, Ning Fan, like the ancient swordsman's sword...

Danjon relieved his wounds at the handle of his sword and occasionally looked up into the shadow of his vanity. His eyes were full of amazement and disgrace.

Dan Zheng asked himself a lot of questions about the vain or even the strong, but even the strong can't do Ningfan this step, manipulating the ancient sword so well.

On that day, the ancient sword traveled to the waters of the inner sea in the Great Lakes.

Extraordinary Abyss is a famous and dangerous place in the inner sea, famous for its many demonic beasts. Millions of miles in the ocean, covered with magnetic mist.

Under the fog, we don't know how many babies, beasts, beasts...

This fog is so weird that once the Brother enters the fog range, he becomes magnetic and moves so hard that his speed decreases dramatically.

“This is a dangerous place to go around...” Su Yan asked softly.

Naturally, she was not worried about Ning Fan's safety, but after all, there were yellow courtyards, goats and injured Danjong on the ancient sword.

If after entering the magnetic fog, she is surrounded by wild beasts, even if she, the sparrow, and Ningfan will not be injured, the other three will not be safe.

“Don't worry. ”

Ning Fan gave Su Yan unlimited confidence and allayed all concerns.

Golden ancient sword, under Ningfan's control, rushed straight into the magnetic fog range.

Due to the interference of magnetic fog, the sword speed decreased dramatically to only one tenth of its original speed.

Forgive me, but ancient swords fly at a speed comparable to that of a spying monk.

“Huh? This golden sword is a wonderful treasure. In the fog, it can be so fast. ”

In front of the golden sword, suddenly there was a voice of the dull old man.

The voice of the old man, caught in a spying mood, immediately alerted the people on the ancient sword.

“Hand over this golden sword and you will not die! If you dare to defy the will of your husband, he will cause the millions of beasts of Eternal Pleasure to perish! ”

Ho, ho! Ho!

At the moment of the old man's voice, countless beasts roar from all sides, shaking the fog slightly.

Ning Fan glanced cold, through the dissipating magnetic fog, and saw the frontal fog above the sky. He stood on the sky with an old man with a red robe, a shady expression, looking at the Golden Sword licking his tongue.

The old man has spying fiction and is performing some sort of mystery, seemingly manipulating all the beasts here.

Under the control of the elderly, there are more than a million sea animals in total in Shanghai. The ancient sword is surrounded by roads and water is impenetrable.

A beast roared into a sound wave, impinging on the ancient sword, weakening the ancient sword's speed again, almost pausing in the sky.

Ancient swords are only swords and cannot be flushed out of the herd.

The old man licked his tongue. Although he was merely a spying monk, his work was closely related to demonic beasts and was an extremely horrible poison.

At this moment, there are millions of demonic beasts around, so long as the elderly instigate secret methods, borrow demonic blood to apply them. Then the poisonous power he exerted, even the bogeyman, wants to run away from the wind!

He naturally had the nerve to grab Ningfan's sword.

“On the count of three, hand over the flying sword! Otherwise...”

The old man looked at the almost stagnant flying sword, his mouth grinned, but secretly pinched poison in his sleeve, colorless and odorless poison mixed in the magnetic fog, toward the ancient sword roll. The appearance of murderous treasure grabbing did not put a sword master in his eyes.

“Get out!”

Ningfan stood at the tip of his sword, his indifferent voice sounded utterly happy, and the roaring waves of a million beasts were all suppressed by Ningfan's voice.

Spread the pressure away from the ancestral blood, millions of sea animals are demonic blood rolling boiling, the chestnuts continue, one by one to make way, crawling on the sea, kneeling back to Ningfan!

Millions of beasts are afraid and submissive because they prefer one voice!

This scene was greatly unexpected by the old man in the red robe. He could not imagine that someone in the world could subjugate a million demonic beasts with one word!

Lost the beast roar stops, the magnetic mist is also faded, the ancient sword restored the speed before, at the incredible speed straight towards the old man in the red robe.

The eyes and the eyes of Ning Fanfang on the tip of the sword looked at each other. Immediately, the old man's vest was sweating directly. I just felt like the next moment, as if I was going to die in this man's hands!

Damn it! How did you get into a Sha Xing when you took treasure from a killer?

“With all due respect, Tarzan was blind to his husband, but he didn't know that he had any knowledge of the vastness of Tarzan, so he tried to rob Tarzan Fabao... the old man is the deputy lord of the Red Demon Sect. I hope that Tarzan will forgive me in my Red Demon Sect...”

He had not yet exported a word of his life, and had preferred a golden handkerchief.

The golden furnace is windy and long, spreading a light golden spiritual wheel, rolling up a tremendous golden flame, flooding the elderly.

The old man is horrified to death, the power of this golden handkerchief is too terrible, even if it flushes the old monster, it is not easy to take it. One of his neighborhoods is playing with drugs and snooping, how can you take it!

Aah!

A scream shocked the elderly, who were burned directly into flying ash by a light gold ring.

Only Yuanjin fled under serious injury. He was scared to death by the power of the golden furnace and Wang Wang wanted to escape.

Ning Fan was sure to settle the old man's light, take another shot, capture the old man's Numen in his hand, and retract the hand furnace.

Initiating the ancient sword light with one hand, and searching for memories with indifference, in the worship of thousands of sea beasts, the ancient sword flew away from Eternal Pleasure Abyss after several flights.

“The Red Demon Sect, located in the poisonous cloud country of 800 Shikoku... did not expect this Red Demon Sect to come to the Inland Sea to go to the waters of the Giant Demon Nation...”

I would rather search the memories of the old than swallow the old Numen in one bite.

On the ancient sword, Dan's eyes stared.

The old man in the red robe is a voyeuristic monster, he was burned to ashes by Ningfan?!

Though he has heard rumors, he has heard that Ningfan suppresses Langhuan, kills Qianghuang...

But hearing and seeing are two completely different concepts!

Seeing a high-ranking purgatory die in the hands of Ningfan with his own eyes made it difficult for Dan to calm his mind for a long time.

Yellow courtyard, I had seen Ningfan kill Alchemy before in the last Dance, but I was not so surprised.

And Ningfan's cheap apprentice, Goat Gu, was excited because Ningfan killed a master of alchemy.

“That's the Red Demon Sect, you really dare to do it... behind this Red Demon Sect, but there's a rain palace with a broken prince.” Su Yan smiled lightly. Ningfan always had a lot of nerve.

“Really...”

If you don't think so, continue flying with your sword. From the memories of the old man in the red robe, he learned that the Red Demon Sect was also plotting a snowflake.

In that case, he will never show mercy, regardless of the background of the Red Demon Sect.

This time, anyone who wants to speak to the wind and snow will pay the price!

Whoa!

The sword rays all the way, preferring to feel that the breakthrough in one's mind must be in these days.

Eighth, ninth... eleventh, ancient Sword Road, through the Blood Vee Sea.

There are many islands in this area and more than 100 small islands make up the archipelago, but lack of spirituality and are not suitable for cultivation, generally only the passing monks will stay in the archipelago.

At this moment, tens of thousands and eight hundred monks gather on the Blood Village, ready to rest here, and rush to the Trojan Demon Nation to force the Trojan Demon Nation to surrender its snowflakes.

These tens of thousands of Xuanshu do not belong to a single force, but to multiple forces.

A number of Xuan Shu are carrying their flags, which bear the names of their respective sects.

Tianhengzong, Drunk Moon Zong, Langsha Valley...

This sectarian power comes from the Eight Hundred Fixed Kingdoms.

The masters of these forces, all of them merely former infantilizing gods, are the leaders of small sects.

Ningfan's eyes got colder and colder, so he had time to keep the ancient sword light away.

He still underestimated the temptation of snowstorm rhetoric.

A snowflake, a statue tablet, led so much power to the Giant Demon clan, against the snowflake...

“I have heard that more than a hundred forces have been gathered within the troika, including those in the Inland Sea and those who have built 800 nations. Eleven of them are said to have the power of purgatory sitting in town!" So many forces have forced the Trojans to surrender their words and tablets. How dare the Trojans fail... ”

“My husband got word that a giant ring had been built within the troll clan, and it seemed that those forces were in disagreement and decided to fight to determine the fate of the tablet...”

“Hey, I'm waiting for Xiaozheng Xiao Pai, the disciple doorman is not strong, the speed is too slow. I wonder if I can share a spoon when I get to the Giant Demons. ”

“Hey, anyway, I'm waiting for more than a hundred forces to join forces. Can't the Danmaru forces in the Giant Demonic District fight us! I can't say, I can still wash the Giant Demons in blood, famous! ”

Some parishioners were in the process of negotiating, and suddenly they were shocked. At this moment, all the monks of the Blood Village were frightened.

Because above the sky, sometime, a huge golden flying sword appeared, and on the tip of the flying sword, a murderous young man in white appeared.

The young man's cultivation was so high that no one could see through it!

He was not a homicidal man, but so many brothers came a thousand miles to speak against the wind and snow, and he would not forgive them.

When I left Dan Island, I had no idea that so many forces were forcing the Trojans.

There are eleven forces in Refining Sitting Town... and more than a hundred forces of other sizes. Just the way he met, there were savages, red demons...

Even if the Giant Demons had eight ancestors sitting in town, they wouldn't necessarily be able to keep the wind and snow...

The forces of the Inland Sea murdered the snow and wind, and the forces of the eight hundred powers came a thousand miles to strike at her.

And the eight ancestors of the Giant Demon Clan, who wronged the wind and snow, were fighting for her...

“She's just a little mute, never harmed, and these people are hitting on her...”

Ningfan closed his eyes slightly and opened them again, his eyes were as cold as 10,000 loads of cold ice.

He swept his eyes across the Blood Vee Islands and suddenly stepped down the Golden Sword and stood on his feet.

Overlooking more than a hundred archipelagos on one foot, tens of thousands of orthodox masterpieces, there are only indelible killers in the eyes of all.

He won't give these people a chance to hurt her!

“If you want to go to this mess... go to hell! ”

Boom!

Ningfan lifted his foot to the sky and crushed countless voids with one step. The force shook to the surface of the sea and sank an island immediately.

This foot, sinking an island, does not know how many Xuan Shu died in his hands.

“Senior, please forgive me! Senior, why are you waiting for me? Seniors, don't kill us, the troll tribe has soup to drink, seniors should rush to the troll tribe earlier, with King Lan Ling, Ghost Hou and others, divide the troll tribe a cup...” Some Xuanshukuang Wang asked for forgiveness, but the words made more angry Ningfan's killing heart.

Even more so, he stepped to the island at his feet.

At each step, an island is sunk. In the vast situation, all Xuanshu frightened the guts, while Dan Zhen on the ancient sword just sighed and looked at Ning Fan.

Boom! Boom!

Fantastic steps have been taken hundreds of feet in an instant.

And more than a hundred islands, all sunk, tens of thousands of Xuanxiu dead and wounded!

There are also some Yuan Baptized gods who are fortunate to be alive, and Ningfan is too lazy to look at them, only in cold air.

“Get out of the sea! ”

“Yes, yes!” A badly wounded and dying Xuan Shu, already frightened, fled only to his death.

What exactly is the Sha Xing they encounter, lift their feet gently to sink an island, what level of master is this?! The alchemist!

Rather than look at them, he had no time to shut up.

Along the tip of the ancient sword, Ningfan provoked the ancient sword, spilled tens of millions of immortal jades in one breath, and provoked the ancient sword to rush in the direction of the troll.

“The righteous gates gathered on the Bloodwell Islands, though not very powerful, have some backgrounds in the rain... and you will offend many...” exclaimed Dan.

“So what! ”

Ningfan rushed the sword to the ultimate, dark-haired dance, and his eyes were as scary as the abyss.

If the monastery reaches the end, even the people around you can't protect it... then what's the point of this monastery?

Whoa!

Golden swordlight is half a day away from the Giant Demons.

A giant ark detected the island's collapse in the direction of the Bloodwell Islands and came to investigate. On the bow of the ark stands an old monster of questionable rank.

The ark stopped in front of the ancient sword. The ancient sword was fierce, and the swordsmen preferred to be murderous. The mind knew that the fluctuation must have something to do with Ningfan.

“This Taoist friend, please take the flying sword, old man Wu Muhou, there is something I want to ask the friend, I wonder what happened in the Blood Vee Islands, can you tell the old man one, two...” The old man's tone is not too salty, but it does quite mean to rely on the old to sell.

He is the owner of Wuzong. He is Wu-Muhou, who is sealed by the rain palace. He has a lot of frivolous and too powerful relationships with the rain palace. He is crossed by the rain. He is always given a few faces by those he encounters.

Although the old man saw that Ningfan was in a bad mood, he did not put Ningfan too far into his eyes.

In his view, he dared not refuse to speak to Ningfan in his capacity.

“No time! However, I would advise you that the great demon tribe is full of water. If you are not afraid to die, come to the great demon tribe! ”

Ningfan only had one eye, but Muhou's eyes hurt, his whole body sweated up, and felt a great sense of danger from Ningfan, as if Ningfan could easily kill him. He hastily avoided his eyes. How dare he look into Ningfan's eyes again!

Ning Fan only said one word, but revealed a tremendous anger, not knowing how many peeps, questions, even flushes... Wu Muhou's pupils immediately spread, his whole body couldn't bear the chestnut, Ning Fan's bravery, too horrible!

Wu Muhou, proud of his pride, loves to sell old with others, but he is not a fool and knows what to say to whom.

In a moment, Wu Muhou is certain that the young man in white in front of him will not be able to provoke himself!

He has seen a lot of flushing, too fake, but if he is too brazen, he is too fake, and no one can reach Ningfan!

In the rain realm, there are probably only two legendary people who can surpass Ning Fan on top of Sha Qi.

The clouds of heaven, not Zhou Leiwang...

From the words of Ningfan, Wu Muhou further speculated that Ningfan was on the side of the Giant Demon clan in a hurry to the Giant Demon clan.

All those who want to do harm to the Giant Demons will be considered enemies by Ningfan!

The golden ancient sword disappeared at a near-shattered speed, and this scene fell into the eyes of Wu Muhou, and was even more stunning.

“This man must not be offended! Within the Giant Demon clan, I'm afraid it will cause people to start a bloody sea. This time, my husband must not go! ”

He was also prepared to go to the troll clan to find an opportunity, but immediately after seeing Ningfan's amazing anger, he changed his mind, redirected the ark and headed out of the infinite sea.

“Master, aren't we going to the Giant Demons? Didn't you want to compete for the statue tablet?” A boy doesn't understand.

“Silly boy... some people, we can't afford. This man is an extinct demon. As long as he has enough time to grow up, he will be another 'White Sword God', ‘Uncle Zhou Leiwang’... such a man cannot sin all his life, or one day he will regret it! ”

Wu Muhou sighed deeply and still had some fear in his mind. He manipulated the ark himself and hurried away.

...

At this moment, within the Giant Demon Nation, the North Cold Country has been surrounded by countless forces.

Outside North Ryogoku County, a giant jade table was erected, and the jade table was a master of sightseeing on all sides.

Over the jade table, a giant bird cage is suspended, made of pumice stone.

In a birdcage, a young girl is imprisoned.

And in the center of the jade below the bird cage, there are two early monks of the Divine Divinity, fighting one place.

From time to time, they both looked too closely at the bird cage, and their eyes were coveted.

“Only the victorious Sect will receive the statue tablet of the Giant Demon Clan, and... snow and wind! ”

A snooping old man with a cold eye, presiding over the battle of the ring.

This is a way for more than a hundred forces to make a decision about the ownership of Snow and Wind and the Stone Plate through a contest in the ring!

No one can stop it, even the Giant Demons!

In the lower seats under the ring, the Giant Demon Elder Giant Engine held his fist tightly, spraying anger in his eyes.

His daughter was used as a prize for fighting... too much deception!

“Old man, don't be impulsive! You're only half-step vain, not an opponent of this hundred or so forces. When Zhou Ming returns, he will definitely solve the Snowword robbery!” Hole pressed the arm of the giant engine, his mouth dissuaded, his eyes equally angry.

“Zhou Ming... will he come... a third of the best forces in the rain are here, how dare he tear his face apart from all these forces that week... even eight ancestors dare not...”

Aware of the loss of speech, it almost leaked the secret of the existence of the eight ancestors. The giant engine kept the words together, but there was disappointment in the eyes.

Why... why eight ancestors don't want to help a bunch of snowwords.

As long as the ancestors show up and eight of them sit idly in the town, who dares to fight the Trojans...

Boom!

Above the ring, suddenly there was a fierce explosion.

In that explosion, one of the martial arts was born and killed, leaving Emperor Yuanjinkura to flee the Jade Taiwan.

Another deity, the original fighter of the explosion, holds a fiery red flying sword, which can trigger a huge explosion every time a flying sword is struck. As soon as he saw the game win, he looked up at the birdcage and laughed.

“Snow and wind! Looks like you're going to belong to us. The endless Sea Giant Demons can't protect the elder's daughter, but so! ”

“...” snowflakes drooling down his eyelids, unable to see his expression, always silent.

“Hate!” In the last seat, Xu Qiuling's beautiful eyes were worried and cold. She was the least willing to get hurt by snow and wind speech, because she could not save the snow and wind speech, and Moon Ling Sky was breaking through the critical juncture of the questioning void, unable to go through customs.

Once it's cleared, it'll be demonized, counterphage injuries...

“Sister Ling is not in a hurry, the master will surely come..." she sighed with a sigh of relief.

“Yes, he will definitely come... but I'd rather he didn't come, the enemy here, too many...” Xu Qiuling bitterly said.

“Huh! I'm a power in the sea, can you insult me? Get lost! ”

A half-step forged strong sword suddenly swept the jade table, shook the laughter to the jade table, coughing up blood.

The wounded god raised his eyes with hatred and was seeing the center of the jade table, standing an elderly man with a sword robe, short hair like a trident, bright and powerful.

“Sword of Sword Island... are you trying to make an appearance for the Giant Demons?” The wounded god bites the incisor canal.

“There is!” Sword reverence Zhou suddenly scattered a powerful sword, sweeping the entire field.

The sword's mood can deter half-step emptiness, only because it has a very faint and special sword intent. That is the slightest sword, which makes the sword extremely powerful.

“Fallen sword!” A lot of old geeks stood up, looked at the sword, and their eyes trembled.

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