Grasping Evil

Ningfan stepped on the golden ancient sword, his eyes exposed to the cold, and went straight after the three witches.

The three women were snooping around before and did not conceal the killing machine against Ningfan, who was not good enough to let the three women go.

The ancient sword was fast approaching the shattered void, and the three witches could not escape. Only a few breaths had been caught up by Ningfan.

Ningfan harvested the ancient sword, coldly blocked in front of the three witches, blocked the three women's escape route.

“No! The Sha Xing has caught me! ”

“We can't escape. The golden sword at the feet of this Sha Xing is too fast. We can't escape! ”

“He didn't summon the puppet, we fought him! ”

The three witches knew there was no hope of escape but to fight Ningfan.

Without hesitation, they each sacrificed their magic treasure and fought towards Ningfan.

“Demon bone fan! ”

“Yin Feng stab! ”

“Poison King Ding! ”

All three pieces of French treasure are the treasures of false qualities, struck down in the head of Ningfan, the power is vast and vibrating.

But Ning Fan's expression remained motionless. He whisked his sleeve and took out a blood umbrella, pointing at Sanbao.

The blood umbrella spreads open and a circle of light red spiritual wheel halo loops, all three of which are incorporated into the blood umbrella.

All three witches were shocked, rather than this blood umbrella was too weird. With his questioning of the power of the realm of the void, he could easily take away even the superior treasures of the void.

Depending on the situation, you can't fight Ningfan at all unless the three women use Fabao, the peak of all fiction!

And if Ningfan breaks into the realm of fiction, I fear that it is possible to directly take away all the treasures below the treasure of the broken immortal fiction with a blood umbrella!

“Pharaoh couldn't hurt him. I waited for the magic to kill him! ”

The three women panicked and squeezed together, creating a vast sea of void at their feet, rolling demons sweeping the heavens and the earth.

Ningfan would not give the three women a chance to pinch the spell, stepped on an ancient sword, turned into a pure golden sword light, and instantly disappeared.

When it reappeared, it had reached the back of the three women, and the power in their hands stirred up a half-black and half-white rope. It was celebrated towards the three women.

All three women felt a sense of crisis from above the black and white rope. They tried to avoid it, but could not do so at all.

The rope accelerated suddenly, and the light flashed, and all three women had been tied to the rope.

The power of this black and white rope is clearly clear that there is no thunder lock of the UV giant, but it is bound to the three women, who are all sealed in their own power, soft and immobile!

The three women's floral face is bleak and white, and they realize that this black and white rope is a terrible charm, Sister Jacques!

This type of spell is precisely the technique used by Ning Fan to capture Bizui's ancestors on the same day!

The more Yin fingers are harvested, the more Yin Yang Yang becomes cultivated, the more terrible the restraint on the nuns.

“From now on, Er is Ning's furnace! ”

Ning Fan Yan simply captured the three witches and returned to the deserted island. After some recovery, the three women were reclaimed to the melting spiritual realm and imprisoned in the confessional palace of the furnace realm.

He is not a virtuous generation, and he will not be merciful if he is tried to harm him.

In that year, Ningfan combined the powers of magic, demonic power and magic. Even though it was the witch who made up for it, it could also improve the powers. After making up for the three women, the powers of magic increased by 200,000 A, reaching 8.2 million A.

Combined with the 9 million armor refinements in the body, the total of the Ningfan sperm reaches the horrible 17.2 million armor, which is not much different from the power of the 20 million armor of the Taiwanese monk.

Theoretically, 36 million nails will start to smash the virtual bottleneck, but the chances of breaking through are extremely slim.

Many too faint old monsters cultivate magic to 890 million nails, and few can still break through the faults and eventually die.

The force required to break through the broken void is too vast. The realm of the broken void, ‘Kozi Restoration’, the unit of measurement of the power is no longer Kozi, but Yuan Guild.

A child is 60 years old and a dollar is 129,600 years old.

The power of crushing and refining is not above one level at all, so crushing is difficult to defeat.

If you want to break through a broken emptiness, you must find some practice of broken emptiness at a time when you are too weak to transform Koshi's powers into metaphorical powers...

As to how many yuan of guild power is needed to break through the void, people are different, and it is not certain.

He was surrounded by several broken monks, but no one liked the combination of magic, demonic power and magic. Obviously, others' broken secrets were no longer suitable for Ningfan's use.

If you want to break the void, you must first look for a method of breaking the void suitable for the demon, demon, human three clans to practice together... to find this method, it takes a lot of work.

“After breaking through is too weak, you will need to break the magic. I have just asked about it. It is still far from too weak. The magic is not urgent...”

“Now that I have broken through the void, the female nun under the void is not my opponent, male nun... since I am now fixed, there is no enemy in the void, should be able to fight against the too void without the return of Kozi. But I'm afraid there's not much chance of a victory for those too fictional monks who practiced metaphor.”

Ningfan sighed a little over the deserted island, and after a long time flashed away from the South Sea.

At the crossroads of the South China Sea with the 800 Shikoku, Ningfan was suddenly surprised and settled in the light.

But a woman stood quietly on the reef, watching the waves alone, as if waiting for someone, on the shore of the Patriarchate near the South Sea.

The woman was dressed in a snow-white neon feather coat, a veil, a dancing sleeve with love, an eyebrow, and a cold, arrogant look, like the Virgin, who despised the dust and did not eat fireworks.

She was surrounded by the mid-life scent of a former baby, watching the waves rise and fall, and she never spoke.

When she saw Ning Fan pass by, she lifted her head. Her eyes were full of resentment, thoughts and complexity.

“I'm waiting for you.” She spoke cold.

“Wait for me...” Fan also revealed his colour, landing on the reef, standing beside a woman, "shall I call you thinking, or innocent, or... slightly cold...”

The white woman in front of me was the goddess... who had left the kingdom... and was innocent.

Her other identity was Mu Weili's Seven Points...

Because she was the snug Seven Princes, Ningfan finally killed her, knowing she was the enemy, and still let her go...

I'd rather ask myself that I didn't owe any women, but now I want to come, the most I owe is innocence.

In that time, Ning Fan, in order to save Ning Lonely, was angry to extinguish the heavens from the people, captured the innocence of thought, erased the memory, and refined into a spirit puppet.

Now thinking carefully, though there was a mistake in thinking innocent back then, the only ones who murdered Ning Fan and Ning Lonely were the elders who left their ancestors, not the innocent themselves.

Isn't it the simple purpose of the innocent to come to the lower realm... she's just trying to find the three souls of Mu Wei-lian, so how could she go so far to murder two mortal teenagers...

The grievances of the past are difficult to clarify, but Fan prefers to feel that he owes nothing but sincerity.

She's a slightly cooler seven. How could he hurt her anyway?

“You actually guessed who I was..." When I heard that Ning Fan called her ‘slightly cold’, I thought innocently of her delicate body, and her eyes revealed a slight sad color.

She is a cool septune, because the septune has not dissipated, so she retains some memories of her past life, remember the three souls, remember the butterflies...

Back then, she disobeyed the heavenly rules of Kunlun Yaochi in the western heavens, and let her split up into the private lower realm, just because she felt the presence of the three souls in the rain realm, she wanted to recover the three souls.

Unfortunately, she had not yet broken through the Yuan Baby. She had not yet begun the search for the Three Souls, but had been exterminated by Ningfan and captured as a puppet in the furnace.

Her memories became blank, she became thoughtful, she began to behave like * * Van, she began to like Ningfan...

But when she remembers everything, how painful it is to be humiliated and refined by Fan.

In the Battle of Magic Vietnam, she had recovered her memory and she was reluctant to stab Ningfan in the back and let Ningfan die in Vietnam.

But in the end, she was still unwilling to help Ningfan resist the Tiandao Sect invasion...

She took Ningfan's Baby Dan and left sadly.

She still remembered the absolute words of the day.

“From now on, we don't owe each other...”

What a luxurious wish she had, when she returned to the country and found out that she had recovered the three souls of Mu Weiling, she hid what she understood...

How could she not owe him? They were entangled in a previous life. He was the butterfly.

She's searching for three souls, and she's also searching for a butterfly from her past life. Who knows if that butterfly with the heart is the teenager who hurt her...

It is only a farewell to the heavens. Those who are young and young owe each other.

Ning Fan sighed and raised his hand to touch the innocent side of his face, but when he saw the innocent look of a snake scorpion, he finally let go of his hand.

“You still hate me? ”

“Hate! If I refine you into a puppet, if I erase your memory, if I trample your dignity on the ground, if I prefer to love you too, will you hate me...” Think of innocent silver teeth tightly, how deep love is, how strong hate is.

She hates Ningfan, but no matter how hard her heart is against Ningfan... so she loves Ningfan both in her previous life and in this life.

She suddenly grabbed Ningfan's hand and her silver teeth bit him hard in the arm.

Rather than let the body defend itself, let her bite, fearing that the ancient demonic body would shock her.

His arms were bitten by the innocence of thought and blood was drained. He preferred not to speak, nor to stop, and his emotions were exhaled by the innocence of his thoughts.

After a long time, the thought of innocence gradually calmed down, with a slight mouthful of words,

“I can't imagine that after 40 years of practice, the teenager who was cultivated by the district melting spirits, actually reached this stage, became a famous rainfall garment hound, became a fake monk, so practicing talent is truly amazing, I'm afraid in the future all four of Zhen Tian will come to solicit you, help you fly up. ”

“But I advise you not to fly to the Western Fairy Realm. You are an ancient demon and a sinful obstacle to many Buddhist joys in the West. If you fly up to the West, with the vengeance between the two of us, I will surely tell them that you are an ancient demon, when you will be hunted down by countless true Immortal Buddhists, and you will die without burial! ”

The sound of innocence seems to threaten Ningfan, but Ningfan hears a hint of concern.

Innocence is a warning to him not to fly up to the West...

Does this woman really care about him?

Ningfan also knew that the Buddhist Sect of the West and the ancient demons had endless feuds. Even if he had risen, he would not have risen to the West.

“Thank you...”

“For what, the palace doesn't care about your life or death.” Keep your mouth shut.

“You waited for me in the South China Sea today just to tell me about it? Speaking of, how did you find me...” asked Ningfan.

“The whole of Vietnam knows that Sumiho is on a ferry to the South China Sea. Do I need to know your whereabouts? There's one thing I'd like to discuss with you this time... first of all, I'd like to thank you for retrieving the Three Souls...” Thoughtless said thanks, obviously a little unwilling.

“Not only did I find the Three Souls, but I also found the Seven Points...” Ningfan looked quietly at the innocent and smiled.

“Seven Points will never belong to you!” Without a doubt, she glanced at Ning Fan coldly, then said, "Whatever our past life resentment, it doesn't matter now... we don't owe each other...”

“Really...” Fan sighed, seemingly trying to get his mind to accept him again, not overnight.

“I came to you to tell you that I felt Mu Wei's cold body awake in over twenty years, before you had to ‘return' the three souls, the seven princes... to return the soul to its rightful place..." the innocent drowned his eyelids, hidden his expression.

She is the seven spirits, but the paper cranes and other women are the three souls.

If the soul returns to power, she will wipe out the world with such women as paper cranes...

If the soul does not return to its rightful place, Mu Xiaoliang, though resurrected, is only a body, no soul...

She couldn't bear to die, and no one could. It is her mission as the Seven Souls to bring Mu Wei's cool soul back to power.

“Did you feel the slightest cold coming back to life... you must have come to me to talk about returning to your place for the slightest cold soul. Unfortunately, I don't have the idea of putting her soul back on track. ”

“What! You're not going to put her back on her feet! Do you know how long she's been gone? Do you know how much she wants to open her eyes and look at that damn butterfly! She misses you so much, but you don't want her back!” Think innocent face cream cold with anger.

“It's not unwillingness, it's just unwillingness... to me, whether it's a paper crane, Mu Xiaoliang, Mu Xiaoliang, it's all slightly cool. And you're innocent and you're slightly cold... and you're all hers, and if she returns her soul, your existence will be erased... and I'm sure it's not a slightly cold will. ”

“Twenty years from now, she will use the power of Seven Treasures to create false souls, awaken and resurrect. She doesn't have a true soul, she may not be a real living person, but one day, I will find a way to bring her back to life without hurting you, the paper cranes, Xiaoliang, Xiaoliang, Xiaoliang! ”

“I said that if she had no quarrel, this world would have made her live in peace! ”

After listening to Ning Fan's words, his innocent anger gradually subsided, and his heart gradually rose to a touch of complicated emotion.

It turns out that Ningfan cares more than just Mu Xiaoliang, but also about them who are three souls and seven spirits...

She remembered the scene where Fan had given her the baby Dan and let her go... and the cold heart melted away.

“Okay! You are the butterfly she is waiting for. If you do not give her back, you will not return it. Anyway, the palace does not want to be erased. But remember what you said, one day you will have to give her a true soul, or the palace will never let you go! ”

“You have found all three souls. It makes no sense to stay in the lower realm of the Palace. You will return to the Immortal realm of West Heaven at this moment. In another fifty years, the sealed gates of the ancient heavens will reopen, and the palace will send a true soul of the broken realm to look for you. ”

If you think innocently, make Ning Fan smile. "Fifty years later, why are you looking for me? ”

“In the ancient heavens, there is an immortal tree that helps the soul of the scattered monks to regain its soul... and 50 years later, I will take you to find the immortal tree and gather your soul for the slightest coolness...”

Just think innocently, hand strangle, implement a spell called the crushing tactic, can break up the split, bring the memory of the split back to the body.

She wants to go back to the West...

“We'll see each other in 50 years, won't we, Ciss?” Ningfan's mouth rose, suddenly one step forward, and he clutched the innocence of the thought that was being pinched into his arms.

“Let go! Don't touch me! Shameless!” Without wishing to be embraced by Ningfan, his thoughts were as cold as frost, but he couldn't help but earn Ningfan's embrace, only scolding.

“I won't let go, and you won't get away with it. I am your robbery, this life, you cannot hide...”

In Ningfan's smile, the shadow of innocence gradually faded, splitting into a ray of starlight, drifting over four days.

On the banks of the Holy Pool at Kunlun Yao Pool in West Heaven, a woman in white with a light veil sat safely on the green stone by the pool.

All of a sudden, a ray of starlight flies away and falls outside the woman's body.

The woman closed her eyes complexly and sighed softly, "Are you my robber...”

“Holy Virgin, what are you talking about? What robbery is approaching? That's not a small thing!” A maiden asked caring.

“No, it's not a holy robbery, I'm just saying...” The white woman looks at the water waves of the Holy Pool, and her eyes are getting complicated and silent for a long time.