Grasping Evil

This is a purely golden spell space, in which a golden continent floats.

Ningfan, Vine Fidelity, Heavenly Robbery puppets were all sealed into the world, and Tree Demons and the King of Paris and others were also sealed into the space.

Ningfan et al. stood on one of the countless floating continents, full of golden ancient vines, densely lined together.

When Ningfan walked onto this golden continent, the golden vines instantly crept and bound their feet.

“Burn!”

Ningfan stepped down and the Black Fire Sea stretched from under his feet, burning all the golden vines in the sky into ashes.

He swept away the golden world with a heavy eye.

The more you look at the ancestral bamboo tree demon, the harder you look at it.

Here, the world of pure gold, is a spell space formed by sealing, where everything can be sealed by a brother-in-law who inhales the golden swirl.

This sealing technique has the power of a sixfold fracture, and even ordinary fractures are hard to break apart from this golden world.

Ningfan's wind and smoke technique is enough to break this boundary, but it will take at least a few hours to break a gap from it.

In the hours of opening the gap, Ningfan must concentrate exclusively on the art of smoking and smoking, unable to fight separately.

In this realm, strong enemies such as Tree Demons are still on the side, and they will not let Ningfan break the realm and escape.

Ho!

Ancestral bamboo tree demon shouted, with Xiao Su's killing machine, rushed towards Ningfan and others.

Ningfan glanced at Vine Fiber and Five Puppets and said, “You six stop the Tree Demon, I'll take care of the others! ”

Although all five heavenly robbery puppets are only broken into pieces, they are divided into five rows, each hand is divided into one row of heavenly robbery, and the joint strike can also defeat the monks on the broken double heaven.

Five puppets and soft vines make it easy for six people to block the Tree Demon for some time!

With a bite of vine fiber silver teeth, he decided to obey Ningfan's orders, glistened, and joined forces with five heavenly robbery puppets to stop the runaway tree demon.

Ningfan's figure wandered, disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he appeared outside of the King of Paris, Zhuhong and many others!

At this moment, many things have been conceived.

Why did the King of Paris send unreasonable battle posts at a time, why did all the Parisians have no Numen, why did Sun Yu bow down, why did so many five spins and six spins of Dan Division all surrender to the sky in an instant...

Why do you feel a great sense of crisis when you're facing the sky?

Because the Long Sky is the owner of the Mourning Demons, this man has refined the King of Paris, Sun Yu and many Alchemists into living puppets!

In transit, Ningfan was no longer a teenager who knew nothing about the repair of the truth.

He heard from Luo Yi's mouth the secrets of the Northern Emperor and the Mourning Clan!

At the time of seeing Wangang Sky initiate silver wire mystery, Ningfan had determined with some certainty that the silver wire applied by Wangang Sky was the birth puppet of the mourning clan.

And the vast array of demons, without a doubt, is a mourning vein!

“The Long Sky is definitely the owner of the Mourning Demon Vessel. This man is very dangerous. Take care if you fight this man with too much fiction today! A faint, could be directly refined by this man to create a puppet... all of whom, along with the Tree Demon, have been refined into a living puppet by the sky! ”

“The horrible thing about the life puppets of the mourners is that if they are perfectly refined, the monks who are refined as life puppets are no different from the living, it is hard to tell if the people around you are living or puppets, on the battlefield, you can't even tell the birth puppets, you can't tell the enemy from me... but the life puppets refined by Million Skies have some flaws, he refined the life puppets, there are no gods or demons in the body. From this point of view, the sky must not have perfect mastery of the puppet art...”

Luo Yi's voice, with a few concerns, warned in Ningfan Heart God.

“So that's it. ”

Ningfan nodded and swept to Lingzhu, the King of Paris and others.

None of these people have Yuan Gods or demons in their bodies except Zhuhung, who owns Yuan Gods.

As gods and fictional monks, there are no Numen and demons in their bodies. It is not necessary to ask, these people are naturally living puppets made in the sky.

If you are a perfect puppet, you will not have this defect.

Wangang Sky's puppet technique is not perfect. With this defect, Ningfan can judge whether this person is a Wangang Sky refined puppet based on the presence or absence of the spirit of the Numen in the body of the monk!

“I have preached to you the art of life imprisonment, which is a coincidence of my adventure and the most powerful god of the Lord of mourning - the Emperor of the North! Unfortunately, all I'm looking for is a technique of disability. If it's a technique of completeness, dealing with the puppets of the mourners, it takes just one eye to subjugate all the puppets of life... you don't learn the technique of life prisoners, you can subjugate the puppets of the first step of the monastery with the technique of life, but you can't subjugate them...”

“These live puppets retain the consciousness of the living, but the body is not controlled by itself. Once refined into living puppets, they become ineligible for re-entry into the circle forever... and it is a sin to live, if ordered by the puppet master, to be close to one another. If they die, they will die, but for them it will be a relief...”

Luo Pyong said again.

“Free...”

Thinking of a strange move by the King of Paris, Fan sighed softly.

Being a puppet of the sky, he sent one assassination attempt on Ningfan, probably at the behest of the Vine Palace.

He could not resist the sky and had to send people to assassinate Ningfan.

Though he could not resist the commands of the Great Sky, he deliberately sent out underpowered tribes to die.

This was only to free the people who became puppets, but also to remind Ningfan to be careful of the Vine Palace.

The King of Paris sent out a fourth battle topic, Hitu and Ningfan. He didn't want to kill Ningfan, but to be killed by Ningfan...

He also warned Ning Fan that there would be a great robbery today...

The King of Paris reminded Ningfan that he did not have any sympathy with Ningfan, just because Ningfan was the great enemy of the Vine Palace, he had some feelings and expectations for Ningfan.

The king of Paris looked forward to Ningfan's murder, and to Ningfan's giving him a relief...

Even though the soul flies away, the King of Paris does not want to be a puppet anymore, to be laid out!

“Death!”

Lingzhu, the King of Paris, Sun Yu, and all the alchemists besides Zhuhong, all stared at Ningfan.

Their expressions were murderous, and they had to kill Ningfan because they had been ordered to.

But their hearts are filled with pleading with pleading with prayer that Ningfan should kill them and set them free!

Ningfan's ears seem to hear the deepest prayers of the King of Paris and others!

Kill me!

Kill the sky! Wait for my revenge!

Ningfan's always indifferent heart is touched at this moment!

He can feel the sadness of these puppets, and he can feel the infinite resentment they have for the sky!

Deep down in his heart, something seemed to be shifting in acquiescence.

How selfish is his principle of life, but at this moment, he has an impulse in his heart, at no cost, just to free these puppets!

It's a sad feeling of a rabbit dying.

“Today, when we become puppets and yearn for the liberation of the dead, I will liberate you and cremate your bodies...”

“If I die in the wilderness, in the wilderness, in the hope that there will be others who will bury the body for me, I will be freed from my misery...”

“We have no compassion, no vengeance, but today, I take my sword to die...”

Ningfan stepped out, turned into a black body, raised his hand to think of a golden continent, a long sky to grasp, and swallowed the earth and empty souls.

He is surrounded by the Golden Dragon Shadow, the Emperor is full of himself!

His momentum climbed all the way to the invincible realm of return!

“Kill!”

At a moment when Ning Fan's momentum soared, Ling Bamboo, the King of Paris, Sun Yu and all other monks who became puppets came under siege!

The only one who dares to go forward is Zhu Hung. Ning Fan at this moment gives Zhu Hung a feeling of being unable to climb!

At this moment, Ningfan, does not see good or evil, does not see vengeance, sees, is the turn!

Today I relieve Er, he has been relieved of me every year... it is a sentiment for the death of the King, with the intention of a revolution!

“Yes!”

Ning Fan pointed and applied the art of setting the sky.

With his return to the invincible cultivation, the power to carry out this technique is endless!

Even broken bamboo is set for a moment in the long sky!

And the return of the invincible King of Paris was assigned a half hour by Ning Fan!

As for Sun Yu and other alchemists, one by one is weaker than Ning Fan too many, they are set on the long sky, difficult to move into pieces!

“Sun Yu, you and I have only one drink, but today, I send you to die to relieve you! ”

“Together with the Dan Master, I have never had any empathy with Er, but today, I will wait for a death! ”

puff! puff! puff!

Ningfan's hands suddenly came together, and from where they stood, 800,000 miles of space collapsed!

In the endless dark void, a small void sword stabbed out like a flying locust, killing Sun Yu and 25 other five spinning, six-transfer alchemists!

It's the first time Ningfan didn't kill for revenge!

Twenty-five Alchemist furniture were chopped into pieces by countless small empty swords. At the moment of the puppet's destruction, all eyes revealed the color of liberation and looked thankfully at Ningfan.

In the next moment, Sun Yu and others soul flies away and dies...

Ningfan stepped forward and suddenly appeared on the sky in a rolling black fire, burning the bodies of 25 Dan divisions into flying ash.

His eyes swept toward Ling Bamboo and the two King of Paris, and the magic of heaven between them happened to be deciphered successively.

“Kill!”

Ling Bamboo festival golden dust, that dust swept only one sweep, immediately 10,000 Jong-haen Jin Xia swept towards Ningfan.

The King of Paris festival raised the grinding pan Fabao. After the grinding pan festival went to the long sky, the wind swept long, and half the sky was huge, toward Ningfan Heavenly Spirit Town!

The two men spoke out against Ningfan, but what their hearts wanted was to be killed by Ningfan, but begged for a liberation!

“Lingzhu! You were hostile to me, Brother Xuanmen. Reading that you are now a living puppet, I do not compare with you in the past, today I open the net to help you free! ”

“King of Paris! Though you have sent many people to kill me, your heart is not evil and reminds me of today's robbery. Read this cause and effect, today I will help you fulfill your wish and send you to die! ”

“Flaming! ”

A huge black fire map, suddenly appeared over the long sky, stretching from under Ningfan's feet, all the way for 800,000 miles, the black fire was empty!

Millions of black fire butterflies, rising from the sky in the fire map, condense into a giant, winged black butterfly!

At the moment of the appearance of this black butterfly, Ling Bamboo and the King of Paris were in the deepest depths of their hearts and emotions.

And that hidden flood was almost directly paralyzed on the ground.

This person is the second elder of the West Tree Sea Fire Tree clan and is quite proficient in fire magic.

But he's never seen a magic magic magic magic like butterfly fire fiction!

The makeshift power of this type of fire, containing flame power, is comparable to the sum of all the flame power in the entire Fountain of Blessing!

“What level of fire is this? ”

At this moment, the Black Fire Butterfly stirs the wing for the first time!

The smoke scattered and all the golden vines over the whole golden continent turned into flying ash!

Lingzhu, the dust of the King of Paris, and the two treasures of the grinding plate were all struck by butterfly fire, rolled back, and the power was greatly damaged!

As for Ling Bamboo and the King of Paris, they were born with a butterfly fire. They all retreated over the sky and were injured...

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