Grasping Evil

The difficulty of repairing the Golden Ancient Sword far exceeds Ningfan's expectations.

Five days later, Ningfan also initially repaired the ancient sword with green gold, but there was no time to improve the quality of the ancient sword with Xuan Huangjing.

After the restoration of the ancient sword, the speed is slightly less than half of the evil, but it is faster than most of the five broken monks.

Xuan Huangjing is more difficult to improve the quality of ancient swords, but if successful, ancient swords can be faster than scattered fairies.

“Even if I have Xuan Huang Jing in my hand, I can only wait a long time before proceeding to refine the ancient sword. The speed of the five peaks is enough. ”

Ningfan put away the ancient sword and Xuan Huangjing, took out five fine cave Tianbao, and pulled out the force of cave heaven to devour.

With 100 times the speed of refining and chemical transformation in the Xuanyin Realm, Ningfan quickly absorbed the forces of the five upper grade holes and blended them into the natural holes.

Seventy-two silver continents, eight of which have been dyed of gold in the sky.

Ningfan opened his eyes and protruded his hand, swirling a brilliant silver swirl in his palm with a slight hint of gold.

“To further enhance the power of this technique, it is not easy to find a large number of fine holes in Tianbao. ”

Ning Fan stood up and stood on the long hazy sky and swept away at the grass behind him.

Within Grassroots, Luo Yi is slowly absorbing the power of celestial treasures and restoring the Numen.

Without disturbing Luo Yi, Ningfan waved out Rain Emperor's storage bag and took something out of it.

It was a fairy mythical gathering array.

Ningfan festived the platforms and pinched their fingers. The plates immediately circled over the long sky, placing a huge gathering spirit array on all sides of the grass.

This array speeds up Lophorus absorption.

There is no powerful offensive treasure in Rain King's storage bag, but there are too many things to save lives and cultivate.

One blank rain gate jade, one cloud charm, accelerated cultivation of the Gathering Spirit Plate, 100,000 Dao Jing, three Imperial Charms.

The Imperial Fairy is a defensive fairy. Once it is activated, it is sufficient to block the scatter fairy from striking, but a single character can only block a single strike.

If there really is a scattered fairy chase, Rain Emperor can block the blow with the Imperial Fairy Charm, and then quickly escape with the Buddhist Cloud Charm.

Unfortunately, he did not escape from the Palm of the Scattered Demon.

There are also a few ancient scriptures in this storage bag, and Ning Fan dares not to be small.

Among them, "Emperor Yuyuan Gong" is a must-have practice of successive emperors of Yu. Ningfan has long practiced, but it is not overly important.

Ning Fan attaches great importance to the "Driving Crane Scripture", "Deng Yun Scripture" and "Yuhua Scripture".

These are three ancient scriptures that document the fragile life and death of three immortals.

The first cactus lived in the dust for a thousand years, calling himself the Plum Wife Crane, and enjoyed raising the crane. A thousand years later, he broke into life and died, driving the crane into a fairy.

The second cactus lived alone in the valley for 500 years, looking at the sea of clouds, twilight and evening glow. After 500 years, he suddenly realized that the clouds had become fairies.

The third Immortal brings life and death into the body, leaving the flesh dead and the Numen alive, and then the flesh is silenced, and the Numen are feathered into the Immortal.

These three ancient scriptures, which contain the immortal body enlightenment, are not much good for Ningfan.

“Live and die, fly into immortality...”

Ningfan hid three ancient scriptures and his eyes curled slightly.

He has understood the truth, but has not yet taken part in life or death.

If you want to be a fairy, you're far away...

Ning Fan shook up and returned to the outer walking palace.

At this moment, the outside world has just arrived at night, and after tomorrow, Big Bi will be held.

I prefer to take a good breath and keep the state at its peak.

He had just returned to his couch to rest on his knees, but he saw a woman sitting on the couch, leaning against the pillars of the bed.

This woman is a former baby nun of the White Wings clan - Painting Wings. She slept not deep, rather close, awakening her.

“Paint feathers and see Ancestor! ”

Painting feathers immediately rose and knelt before Ning Fan.

Today, she's still dressed as a feather, but she doesn't seem to be wearing much clothes. She's wearing a gauze...

In her eyes, there was a glimmer of helplessness, a little shyness, a little determination.

“What brings you here late at night?” Ningfan's sleeve breezed and lifted the wings of the painting.

“I, I...” he said, drawing feathers and teeth and chewing his lips, taking courage. "I would recommend a pillowcase and ask the ancestors to show pity. ”

“Suggested pillow seats? ”

Ning Fan took a deep look at the painting feathers.

Though he had known the woman for some time, he knew that she was not a floating person.

An occasional theft was carried out, and one more thing was learned from this woman's heart.

The ancient deity of the Baiyu tribe, who once saw the painting feathers, wanted to receive the painting feathers as concubines.

But painting feathers would rather be closed for a hundred years, hardly rejecting Ancestor's orders.

Even in the presence of power, this woman has never done anything to recommend a pillow seat.

But tonight, this woman came to herself and gave herself...

I'd rather not think the woman had feelings for herself.

Well, the woman's dedication is naturally something to ask for.

As soon as the plagiarism prompted him, Ningfan immediately saw what was happening to the woman, and he couldn't help but sigh.

This woman wanted to give her life to Ningfan for a reason.

She knew that Ningfan was powerful, but also thought that Ningfan was pornographic.

The old white wood, 38698; humiliated the countless women of the tribe, so they were expelled from the tribe.

Painting Yu thanked Ningfan for saving herself and saving the remnants of the people, but also worried that Ningfan would humiliate all the women.

Her simple idea was to trade her body for the women of the clan to be safe.

“Yes, painting feathers will be entrusted to the ancestors, hoping that the ancestors will show pity. ”

Speaking of which, the painting of the plumage unwinds the plumage, beneath the plumage, is a thin desecration like a light veil, beneath the clothes, no more clothes, invisibility of the wonderful...

There was a slight self-infliction in her eyes, but she covered it up nicely.

Dirty yourself, saving other sisters, great value, isn't it?

Imagine being attacked by Ningfan without any hesitation. The painting feather's face is slightly white.

Stick out your thin soft fingers, but prepare to take off your blasphemy clothes and present your wonderful body to Ningfan without reservation.

Don't worry, Baiyu nurse, I won't touch any of them, you can rest assured. Rest right here. As for sleeping, no need. ”

Ningfan raised a finger, carried a very weak finger, and dotted on the feathery heart.

Painting feathers immediately fell softly on the couch behind them and fell asleep.

Rather pull a thin duvet over the woman's delicate body, then turn around and walk out the door.

He is a selfish man who can commit countless murders for his own selfishness.

But he didn't hate selfless people, at this moment, he suddenly remembered that he had flown up to Nantian Yin Suqiu.

The cultivation world is cruel, only selfish profit can protect Mingzhe.

The selfless are undoubtedly foolish, but they have done nothing wrong, just wrong times.

In this era, the lives of the weak are as low as grass. To be honest, this is not the time that the hearts and minds desire.

Like the women in the painting above the demonic river, they cannot choose their destiny.

As if the women of the Baiyu clan had not been saved, they would have become the furnace of the Brothers of Xuanhe clan.

Just like Ning Fan, had he not fought hard against destiny, he would have died on a terrible night of joy.

Ning Fan stood in the dark, slowly walking out of the palace and approaching the brilliant demonic river outside the palace.

By the river, Ningfan stops overnight.

On the river of demons, from time to time there are women playing the piano and singing and chanting their throats.

The song was clearly delightful, the song was perfectly perfectly perfected, but it was rather deafening.

The song is joyful, but man is sad.

These song and dance women, not happy with their fate, are just powerless to struggle, powerless to resist.

They are alive, but their hearts are dead, and their readings are ashes.

“Life... heart death... of which there is life and death.” Ningfan speaks to himself.

As he spoke to himself, he suddenly rang a voice of approval and shocked Ningfan's expression.

“Little friends say that these songs are alive but their hearts are dead, and in this song there is a life and death intent. My husband listened to this song here, and it was meant to be life and death... and the Führer came up with these songs to make friends with old monsters in Tian Yuan Cheng, to take care of people. My husband doesn't like what he does! ”

The loudspeaker is a skinny old man with a bracelet on his head and a bunch of clothes. He was holding a fishing rod, fishing on the banks of the River Demon, and there was no magic around him.

The old man seemed like a mortal, but he knew better than anyone where there would be a mortal in Tianyuan City.

When this old man appeared next to Ningfan, he had no idea.

No, it should be said that the elderly have been fishing here, but Fan has never seen him.

It wasn't until this man made a sound that Fan realized there was this old man around him!

The way this person hides his breath is counterproductive!

It is important to know that even those who are at the level of Rain Emperor and Niehuang will not conceal Ningfan's perceptions and hide behind Ningfan's side.

This old man does not reveal his magic, but his strength is definitely far more powerful than Niehuang, more powerful than the lions of the clouds, more powerful than all three kingdoms!

Ningfan faintly dissipated his mind, wanting to look at the bottom of the elderly, but found the old man's breath as deep as the sea, immeasurable.

“Scattered demon! ”

Almost instantly, Fanfan was certain that the old man was a scattered demon!

There are three major scattered demon monsters in the demonic world, all of which have been closed for years in their respective territories, unable to leave their homes, trying to impact the immortal realm of life.

The scattered demon who will appear in Tianyuan City is most likely the horrible old monster sitting in the Town Hall.

Old Emperor, talk to God!

The old man in front of him is the one who talks.

However, the old man gave him a strange feeling that although he was a scattered demon, the breath was actually a little unusual and seemed to be injured in general.

The old man naturally knew Ningfan was looking for him, but he didn't care.

He has a certain fondness for Ningfan.

He has been fishing here for years, but no one can see him.

The elder sits here, his eyes darkened, and watches this generation of Yuanhuang sacrificing songs to date countless freaks.

Of course he knows why the current Yuan Wang did it.

The demon in the old man's body is separated from the yin and yang, and not far from death. When he dies, he will surely cause turmoil in the Yuan Palace.

This generation of Yuan Wang needs to meet a large number of strong people to secure the position of Yuan Palace.

The old man knew these reasons, so he didn't stop the Emperor from doing it.

But he was not happy with the Emperor's approach, and he talked about a lifetime of contempt for power and not killing an innocent, weak man.

Nor does he ever take a woman with him.

Though he was a monk, he was introduced to a mortal emperor.

The ancient emperor of the world has followed a principle throughout his life, which is also the principle of standing talked about.

No kinship, no compensation, no division of land, no nagon, Heavenly Guard of the State Gate, King's Death Society.

It's a tempo, a persistence.

Talking about heaven has its own insistence, when he sees the old monster of the broken heavens killing people in Tianyuan City for no reason, he does not hesitate, he slaps!

Murder is right on the road to repair the truth, because the road cannot avoid fighting.

But if they rejoice in killing, they are wrongdoers.

The old man sits there with a naturally occurring rhyme.

He's obsessed, he's insistent, he's got his own way.

He is here to read countless people, many old monsters have come to the demon river to choose women, bring back to the sleeping palace Happy.

Only Ningfan, looking at the beautiful singer's eyes, is as clear as water.

It is only with clarity that we can hear the meaning of birth and death from the songs.

The elderly man in Dokasas turned his back on Ning Fan, never looked at Ning Fan, but seemed to have seen Ning Fan countless times.

He found that Ningfan had taken some kind of hidden breath of Dan medicine. Dan's pharmaceutical class was extremely high, and he repaired Ningfan as a cover. Even he had undergone secretary surgery before snooping out Ningfan's details.

A thousand years old, Broken Brothers!

Ningfan is highly qualified, is really the only person in the life of the elderly.

Especially the heart of Ningfan and the enlightenment, let the elderly people of Doukas see the joy of hunting.

The old man also saw that there was a way in the heart of Ning Fan and it was indestructible.

He is scattered demon cultivation, the Ten Kings of the Demonic Realm are all descendants before him.

But he called Ning Fan a little friend and thought that Ning Fan was his peer.

“Little friend is not a monk in the demonic realm, is he? The smell of the Nine Kingdoms Brothers, after all, is somewhat different..." the old man in the dresser said faintly.

Ning Fan had a dark shock in his heart. This man was truly vast, and at first glance saw that he was not a monk in the demonic realm.

“You enter the demonic realm in secret, participate in the Dragon Fishing Convention, for whatever purpose, my husband does not ask, but Tianyuan City has the rules of Tianyuan City, you cannot kill one person indiscriminately in the city.” The old man also saw that Ning Fanshao was in shock. He was a monster in the middle of nowhere, so he remarked and warned.

“What if he pisses me off first?” Ningfan gazed slightly and asked back.

“Kill!” Suddenly blood flashed in the eyes of the old man in the cupcace, which was the blood flash of brazenness.

His temper is not weaker than Ningfan's.

His hands will kill no fewer lives than Ningfan.

“The younger generations promised not to kill anyone indiscriminately in Tianyuan City, but if anyone messed with me, I would not give up.” Ningfan held the old man in his fist.

“That's fine. The old man had only one friend in his life, but he was a human being. He had long been an ancient man. Blessed is the meeting with your companion today. After dawn, Ascension Tower will hold Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big. Shouldn't Little Friends be involved? ”

“Yes.”

“In that case, my husband might as well tell you a secret. Ascension Tower is called this name, Gain contains the secrets of life and death, which can help people fly fairies. On the stone walls of the 500 caves of the tower, hidden are the life-and-death precepts of my ancestors, the Yuan-wing clan. Those who hold this jade in the past generations can understand the life and death of stone walls and repair the second qi. The first twenty floors of the cave, all the carved ways of life and death are owned by the Immortals. Can I borrow this jade? ”

Nor did the old man see how to strike, and suddenly a piece of golden ancient jade flew through the sky.

On that golden ancient jade, engraved with the pattern of the Golden Winged Bird, is an ancient demon beast called Yuan Wing. In ancient times, Yuan Wing was said to feed on dragons, very powerful.

There is an unstoppable threat above the ancient jade, and it is not necessarily possible for the Brothers of the Fallen Triple Heaven to take over.

Ning Fan pulled away and retreated, pointing his finger at the ancient jade, removing the ancient jade.

After dozens of points, the ancient jade wind was removed and the ancient jade flattened into the hand.

And seeing the old, they have no idea where they are.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to sweep the ancient jade.

He didn't say when to retrieve the ancient jade, but most of the time, he would.

Even though the old man seems hurt, his strength is stronger than the dispersed demon.

If the wound heals, this person should be able to destroy the demon.

“Is this the strength of the old emperor... just unexpected, this man will give me an opportunity. Leadership...”

“In this case, if I enter the tower, I can peek at the stone walls of the caves... and learn how to live and die. ”

Ningfan put away the ancient jade, his eyes glistened.

There are not many opportunities to realize the Avenue of Life and Death. This is an opportunity, a very important opportunity for Cheng Xian, not to be missed.

Night out, dawn.

In Tianyuancheng North City, outside the Senta Tower, there are constant monks coming here.

Today, there will be a struggle within the Senta Tower, after which 500 strong people will be decided to participate in the Dragon Fishing Conference!

The Xuanhe clan chief also came to Tianyuan City from far away to summon friends with the help of the ancient transmission formation!

He is a mighty man, and beside him, there are three helpers, all of whom are mighty.

“Shiraki! This seat will make you die in the Sentinel Tower!” The Xuanhe chief laughed in his heart.