Grasping Evil

Ningfan stood at the top of the mountain for a long time, like a statue, waiting day and day for the night to come, and watched the moon faintly.

He hasn't been so quiet in a long time. At this moment, he's almost in a state of integration.

He's going to create his own type of magic and light the moon!

The moonlight exists in the world, so it is true. The moonlight is untouchable, so it's vain...

Between the true and the false, it is difficult to distinguish, and Ningfan no longer deliberately distinguishes between them, but only provokes magic, imitating the change of moonlight color.

One, two, three... seven days have passed.

At the top of the middle mountain, the sun rises and the moon sets, and Ningfan always has a very different statue.

Hundreds of miles around him, surrounded by spiritual monks.

A conscience test, intent on eating Ningfan, improve into magic, but some dare not.

Among these spiritual monks, there is no shortage of former babies and deities, and Ningfan's soul is only in the early years of former babies. These spirits should not have feared Ningfan.

Weird only blamed Ningfan for being shocked when he crossed the middle domain, scaring too many people.

At this moment, Ning Fanfan was proud to rise to the summit of Mount Mount, and the magic of perception was extremely unpredictable, which made these dead spirits dare not move lightly.

“This man must be an outsider! Just eat him, and I'll improve my powers greatly! ”

“But this man is so furious that I may not be able to kill him. ”

“I don't know what kind of magic this person is aware of. One stop is seven days. Is this the person who created the infant spell? ”

“Not like that. Every month he ascends, he will look up at the moon, and surely the magic he has created will relate to the moon. ‘The day is holy, the moon is emperor, the stars are demons'. It's not easy to get involved with the sun and moon stars, and this person might create a one-size-fits-all spell. ”

Most dead spirits hold their breath, cautiously lie around, dare not easily attack Ningfan, and conjecture Ningfan's spell.

Only a small number of Yuan Baby Death Spirit, not knowing death, quietly approached Ningfan and tried to attack Ningfan in secret.

But these dead spirits have just approached Ningfan ten miles away, all strangely burned into flying ash by a ring of black fire, and the death form is terrible.

This scene shook up countless spiritual monks, but there were always people who did not believe in evil and wanted to attack Ningfan in secret.

The spiritual monks who attacked Ningfan were initially set on fire 10 miles from Ningfan.

As the day passes, the circle of fire gradually expands, and all spirits who trespass within a hundred miles of Ningfan are burned to ashes.

On the tenth day, Ningfan can no longer stand within a thousand miles. Anyone who breaks into Ningfan thousand miles will have nothing but a meteor!

On the fourteenth day, Ningfan could not stand within a million miles, all the dead spirits fled to a thousand miles, only some deaf spirits could stand outside the 10,000 miles to watch Ningfan's own magic.

On the fifteenth day, Ningfan opened his eyes, raised his palms, and a black magic flame burst out of his palms. There were myriad void forces in the magic flame.

He looked at the demonic fire in his palm and shook his head, “Not enough. ”

Sixteenth, seventeenth...

Ningfan has always stood at the top of the mountain, one stop is a month long.

Without daring to approach him without permission, he will no longer summon demonic fires to burn the dead.

He bathed the moonlight day after day, waiting for the night, and did not move one step.

Some meticulous death-dead spirits found that Ningfan's figure faded by one day, only a month later, and that it had faded like transparency to see the scenery on the other side through Ningfan.

No one knows, preferring to be vain.

No one knows that Fan is better than to understand the fire control technique of the world of fire.

The fire control realm is divided into three steps, divided into three main realms: fire, fictitious fire and real fire.

The fire-control techniques of ordinary monks are real fire realms, and only a handful of shattered monsters can practice fire-control techniques to the fire realm.

As for the realm of true fire, even true immortals are not easy to cultivate successfully.

Only in Ningfan's view, to light the moonlight of nothingness, at least the world of nothingness is required.

On the 31st day, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to set fire to the fire. The fire immediately spread out as if it were a false fire ring.

Fire rings burn out, even space can burn open, exposing dark voids beneath space barriers.

“To ignite the moonlight of nothingness, the first step is to bring the fire control technique to the field of nothingness. The first step has been completed, the second step, but it is necessary to leverage a higher number of forces than ‘Void’ in order to increase the power of the flame, ignite the moonlight, ignite the void, ignite everything...”

Ning Fan wanted to incorporate a hint of reflex into the procedure, but when he thought about it, he shook his head and rejected it.

His understanding of the revolution was too light, and the spells created with the power of the revolution were not enough to inflict too much damage on the high-ranking monks, nor was it possible to ignite the moon...

He remembers a scene of killing, a scene of blood, a butterfly from a past life...

He suddenly smiled, "I know how to light the moonlight! ”

...

Outside the troll race, in the middle of the night, an old man describing dry and thin arrived with bad luck, holding the royal decree of the Emperor of the Rain Realm, and stood proudly on his feet.

His arrival dared not slacken the entire troll.

His name is Dead Cloud Road, one of the four great blunders of the rain realm, sitting in the heavenly palace of the town's nine main branches.

He has always been cautious and timid, practicing for tens of thousands of years, and has never done anything dangerous to upset his peers.

He was old-fashioned, harsh and ungrateful, especially avenged. He secretly raised the Red Demon King, but never thought that the Red Demon King would die in Ningfan's hands...

When I think of the death of the Red Demon King, the clouds look dead and angry, I can't wait to teach Ning Fan some lessons immediately.

Ningfan is useful to the Rain Emperor, who naturally dares not kill Ningfan, but if he only taught Ningfan a lesson, the Rain Emperor would never be angry.

“Where is Zhou Ming?! ”

The cloud path has spread, and within a million miles there is no more than a glance. Ning Fan's place has long been found.

Upon realizing that Ning Fan was taking care of his injuries in the room, the cloud was cold and smiling. "I heard that Zhou Mingxiao had taken a seven-rotator pill in the Battle of the Giant Demon. He instantly had the power to crush everything, and the old husband was still afraid of him. Now it seems that he is not lightly phagocytized by Nadan medicine, and yes, if there are no serious injuries, it cannot be said that Dan medicine can be used in the past. ”

“He was so badly injured that his husband didn't even have to teach him a lesson. Just know to interrupt his healing, he will definitely increase his phagocytosis and say that if you don't destroy all the doorknobs, you won't be able to repair them for the rest of your life...”

The clouds drained and smiled, crossing directly over the countless narrowness of the North Cold Country, step by step across countless distances and descended to North Cold County.

When he was young, he had been exposed to cold poison and fire poisoning, left behind the roots and was most afraid of cold fever.

As soon as Fang arrived in Beiliangdu County, he immediately swept his sleeve toward the sky, “District snowstorm, dispersed to the husband! ”

Without knowing what he had done, the wind and snow in the northern cooling country had stopped for tens of thousands of years when the clouds had dried up.

The giant engine led some of the monks out, and at first sight the clouds withered away the snowstorm, all trembling in the heart.

“I've waited for the Great Demon Brothers to meet the Dead Man! ”

“Huh!”

The cloud lane did not look at the greeter, smiled coldly, took an extremely unsolicited step, disappeared and went straight to the residence of Ningfan in Du County.

“How rude of this man...” a young troll monk slandered his low belly.

The next moment, the young monk suddenly screamed and fell to his death, his flesh withered in the sky, leaving nothing but bones, becoming a dreadful dry corpse!

“I'm tired of talking about my husband! And then one more person chewed his tongue, and his husband washed the blood of the Giant Demons, and Jean waited to regret it! ”

Undoubtedly, the killer is the dead of the clouds, but no one can see how the dead of the clouds can strike...

Who dares to sin when he hears the deadbeat domination of the clouds...

“Bad people, I don't know if Zhou Daoyou could handle the trouble...” the giant engine sighed.

The cloud drains directly across countless distances, crosses heavy defenses, and descends outside the courtyard of Ningfan, standing in a negative position.

A grey coat, a smile like a snake, a cold sip,

“Zhou Ming! My husband told you to come out. Are you deaf? Why don't you come out? ”

The cloud lane is poorly spoken, and one can see that he is hostile to Ningfan.

Some of the troll demons tried to stop it, but were forced to look at it by the clouds withering a cold snake's eyes. All of them were chestnuts, softly fell to the ground, and could not move by half!

Normal monks don't deserve to stand in front of the Shattered Powerful!

This is the true broken man, the broken man, the anger, the dead one million, who can stop it!

The moonlight sky and other women were watching over Ningfan by the Ningfan courtyard. At first sight, the cloud lane came to this, and the visitor was not good. A big shock shook his face, hurriedly appearing in front of the cloud lane to die.

Without knowing where to hide in red, at first sight the cloud lane appeared dead, but also in cold blood, his eyes revealed a slight consternation to the cloud lane.

“The clouds are dying! This cloud drained ‘trivial triumph technique’ is extremely powerful, it is not easy to beat the Emperor in order to restore the broken cultivation! But Zhou Ming is of great use to me. If this person dares to harm Zhou Ming in front of his emperor, he will be seriously injured, and he must also protect Zhou Ming next week! ”

The cloudway glanced at the ladies, not thinking so.

These women's qualifications are all good, but the cultivation of the highest level is only a matter of questioning, and no one can stop him.

He wanted to cross the girls into the inner courtyard and teach Ningfan a lesson. But when his eyes fell on the red, his vest suddenly got cold and he stopped walking.

The make-up of the red watch is merely speculation, but the clouds feel a little dangerous from the red.

“This woman... who!” The clouds stare down at the red, turning over the innocent in their minds, but no matter what, they can't remember which horrible opponent is the red woman.

He was cautious for a lifetime and did not dare to mess with Red for a moment, but the plan to teach Ningfan a lesson had not been cancelled.

And he stood outside the courtyard of Ningfan, gazing cold at the women, and sighing,

“My husband came by order of the Rain Emperor. He asked Zhou Ming to come out and meet me at once. No mistake! ”

“Big brother, he is healing wounds, it is not suitable to see customers for now..." Xu Qiuling frowned coldly, explaining that she did not like the sloppy tone of the cloudway, but knew that there was no sin in the cloudway to wither, and that she was the enemy of Pingfan Bai.

Halfway through her speech, she was interrupted by the impatience of the cloud.

“My husband doesn't ask why! Anyway, my husband ordered me to come here, and Zhou Ming had to get out and see me right away! The old man has no time to wait for him. After passing the order of the Rain Emperor, the old man must return to the Valley of Dry Rong and continue to study the old man's" magic of the idols ". There is no time to waste here! My husband only counts to three. If he doesn't show up this week, my husband will break in. Forgive me, but none of you can stop my husband! ”

“What! You can't break into the hospital...” Xu Qiuling revealed anxiety. She feared that the clouds would drain into the hospital and disturb Ningfan's healing wounds.

The clouds withered away all the haste of the women, but they numbered nothing but desolate.

“One!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

The clouds are overwhelming and indifferent, giving no face to anyone.

After counting three breaths, he took a giant step and broke directly into the Ningfan courtyard. He raised his hand and struck a strong wind towards the house where Ningfan was located. The purpose of the scaffolding was to bring Ningfan people to the courtyard and flatten it all.

Even if it's just a dried-up, sleeveless attack, it's more powerful than a normal punch.

All the women looked shocked. Such a terrible attack would not be easy to stop even when Ningfan was in full swing, especially when Ningfan was injured.

This cloud lane is so poisonous, it clearly wants to hurt Ningfan while Ningfan is injured, making Ningfan's injuries worse!

Red blooded eyes glistened, and at a moment when the clouds withered in Ningfan courtyard, she had decided to block the clouds withering attack and teach the clouds a memorable lesson.

She will not watch the clouds wither to harm Ningfan!

Never thought that the red coat had yet to strike, a terrible spell momentum suddenly swept the whole of the North Cold Country!

That momentum came out of Ningfan's room and rolled into the clouds, shocking everyone!

A strange black ring of fire flashed and the entire compound was strangely burned to dust, leaving no trace of rubble.

Fire rings are still spreading, the earth is burning into flying ash, mountain rivers are burning into flying ash, wind and snow are burning into flying ash, and everything that stands in the way of fire rings is completely unstoppable!

In the snow and wind, Ningfan stood quietly on the ruins of the compound, at his feet, stepping on a huge black fire map.

The map burns a seemingly virtual black fire, and the horrific firepower breeds space.

Ningfan stood above the Great Formation of the Black Sea, like an emperor in fire.

His figure faded away as if he were going to dissipate in the world, surrounded by butterflies made of black fire.

He is still the look of closed eyes, the separation of souls is still in the imperial tomb to understand magic magic, the body only perceives the danger, instinctively moves and performs the art of burning just understood.

Ningfan had no idea that he was facing a broken and powerful man, but lifted his finger lightly, and withered towards the cloud, his dark hair suddenly danced wildly, and his magic was terrible!

The magic of that finger will never find a second person under the shattered emptiness!

With this pointer, the black flames beneath your feet suddenly produce millions of black butterflies.

Millions of butterflies congregate into a huge black fire butterfly, flying proudly in the night.

On the wings of the fire butterfly, all shine a black halo.

That black halo is actually the ringshadow of Heavenly Dao!

“Butterfly moves, blackout!” I prefer to speak indifferently.

For a moment, the giant butterfly abruptly stirred the butterfly wings, and there was no fire, yet everything that stood in front of the butterfly wings, without exception, dissipated into flying ash!

The mountains, the rivers, the dark nights, even the moonlight!

Moonlight covered her mouth in surprise. She practiced the power of moonlight, but never saw any spell to burn moonlight!

Red blood eyes shocked, her eyes on the giant butterfly, I can't believe that Ningfan could perform such a powerful spell.

As for the dead clouds, his old face, which was not moved by all things, appeared for the first time in panic.

When that giant black fire butterfly pointing its wings at the clouds withered, it stirred.

In an instant, the clouds of the shattered and powerful withered, shouting a terrible scream.

The red clothes were not good, and the women and other troll monks moved out 10,000 miles away.

Only the clouds wither within the reach of the giant butterflies and cannot escape.

Night burns, moon burns!

Within a thousand miles where the clouds wither, there is no flame burning, yet everything is burned to ashes!

The cloud lane of the hall is dead, the flesh is stronger than the body repair of the fourth realm of the gold body, but there are no signs to burn a group of black fire, burning him in agony, the wounds are worse!

The most unexpected thing about the cloud was that his already virtualized Numen had been ignited by a black fire, burned wildly, and almost burned to the ashes to dissipate!

He tried his best to extinguish that strange black fire, but found it to be a blank fire that could not be extinguished by ordinary means!

He was not good at dealing with Ice Fire Spirits. He was attacked by the Black Fire Butterfly at this moment, scaring him to death!

For the first time, the black butterfly stirred the butterfly wings, and the clouds withered and spit blood three steps back.

The black butterfly stirred the butterfly wings for the second time, and the cloud drained blood and threw up 10 steps in a row.

The black butterfly stirred the butterfly wings for the third time, and the clouds withered for 50 steps, and it was already a little unstable!

He can't stop Ningfan's magic trick!

If Ningfan does not terminate the spell, he only knows that the giant butterfly has fomented the wing more than ten times, and his cloud may even die in Ningfan's hands!

How is that possible? How possible!

A crusher is dying on Ningfan's hands, and Ningfan is still in a coma, just instinctively practicing magic!

“Immortal, immortal! This technique, though not fairy, is infinitely close to fairy! Even my husband's false Numen can be lit! ”

“Terrible! It's horrible! The district asked the false monk, he could practise fairy talent! Who dares to mess with such a question? ”

For a moment, the clouds were frightened and regretted.

The clouds withered only to think that Ningfan was carrying out fairy works, in revenge for his previous attack on Ningfan's compound.

Watching the Black Fire Butterfly is also the fourth time to stir the butterfly wings, the clouds withered and forcibly swallowed a bite of blood, revealing the madness of the eyes.

No, no, no! Anyway, his clouds can't die here, under this dreadful magic!

Even if he fought to destroy his body, even if he ran away from the Numen, he still had to save his life!

“No! This cloud is dying to blow itself up!” She couldn't have imagined how Ning Fan could have performed such a powerful magic trick to force a broken and powerful man to blow himself up...

When the clouds withered to prepare for the 'suicide' of dog blood, Fan suddenly sprayed a breath of blood and woke up.

As soon as he reaps his powers, the black fire giant butterfly above the sky and the fire array map beneath his feet dissipate.

“Well, this blackout class seems a little too high, and unless I fix it a little higher, it won't be enough to take full control of it. The surgery was either counterphagocytic or uncontrolled, and I could kill myself... uh, who are you, this senior, and why did you spit blood in my yard? Uh, by the way, where's my yard? ”

I'd rather be blind and stare at the dreaded clouds. I don't know why.

Did he have to do something horrible while he was sleeping? Otherwise, why is the broken man so afraid of him?

Why are mountains and rivers and houses burned to ashes?

“Well, who's the senior and what do you want to teach the Giant Demons, but you want to talk to me? ”

Even though I don't recognize the dead clouds, I can detect the faint smell of the dead clouds, so it is kind to the dead clouds.

Never thought that Ningfan had just come one step closer to the cloud, but saw it wither like a plague god and hurriedly retreat a few steps away from Ningfan, afraid that Ningfan would come close to him.

“Stay away from my husband! Don't come near me! Don't come near me! Daoist has something to say... my husband is Yu Wang's man, you can't kill me!” The clouds are still in extreme terror.

He didn't have the courage to be cautious all his life. After all these years of crushing the old man's life, how could he have thought that he would perish in Ningfan's hands today? It really scared him to death...

Never mention revenge against the Red Demon King. Now it is his own father who was killed by Ningfan, and he will never dare avenge it!

Now give him ten balls, and the clouds will not dare to provoke Ningfan!

Ningfan is horrible, horrible! A fairy trick almost killed him instantly. His hall was broken. He almost died in the northern cold country for nothing!

Ning Fan thought flew away, looked at a ruin of fighting, and looked at the eyes of Su Yan, Xu Qiuling and other women, hidden speculation.

“When I was in my coma, I accidentally hit the blackout technique and struck the crushed blackout as seriously injured?! ”

Pfft!

The sparrow first laughed out.

Her biscuit brother is so talented, the coma can still perform spells, and the spells can wither the clouds by half.

Nobody's going to believe this.

“You're all right, I'm leaving. His name is Dry Clouds. He was trying to hurt you. You don't have to treat him nicely.” The red coat was cold to say, turning around and disappearing into the snow.

As soon as I heard the words of the red coat, I preferred to stare at the dead eye of the cloudway, and began to take a chill.

“Turns out he is a cloud companion, disrespectful and disrespectful, as the four great weaknesses of the rain realm, he is a famous master of the shock world, come to my giant demon race such remote and small do not know what to teach! ”

By Ningfan's cold gaze, the cloudway withered his vest and laughed instantly.

“Daoyou can carry out even fairy talents. How dare you refer to Daoyou? Oh, it's just a misunderstanding... My husband came to the Giant Demon Nation, but under the orders of the Rain Emperor, he came to give it to the Daoyou Emperor. I don't know if my friend wants to get the seal of 'Ming Wang’ or the seal of 'Vegetarian Hou’. ”

“King Ming? Sumiho?” Ning Fan was slightly surprised. Is he about to get the seal of the king?