Grasping Evil

I'm Senta, 35th floor.

Clouds and pastures are very complex.

When he saw Xia Huang's sword, he finally understood why he felt so familiar with Shiraki.

What kind of white wood is that?

The look can be disguised, the breath can be changed, it can be repaired to fabricate, only the Xia Emperor's sword, but there can be no exactly the same second handle...

Kill King Lan Ling, preferring Xia Wang's sword.

Ningfan also used the Xia Emperor's sword in battle with Yunxiaoxiang.

Cloud pasture has seen this sword twice, there is absolutely no way to mistake it. This sword still gives him a feeling of palpitations.

“Shiraki is Ning Fan, Ning Fan is Shiraki... Yu Wang Ning Fan actually broke into the demonic realm, is he one of the help sought by the Lord of the Imperial Lords? If you can, I'd really like to tell Ho Dao that this man can't be trivial, but I can't say... that he can't tell anyone who he is."

The clouds and pastures laughed bitterly.

He couldn't help but recall Ningfan's deep smile when he came to this cave.

As can be seen naturally in the clouds and pastures of the city, those who prefer to make themselves known intentionally.

Ningfan decided that the clouds and herders would not dare to reveal their identity.

After all, Ningfan has imposed a demonic ban on cloud herding, and can freely control the life and death of cloud herding.

If Ningfan dies in peril, the clouds and herds forbidden by the demons will not escape, and the Lord will perish.

If the cloud herd is angry with Ningfan, Ningfan can take the life of the cloud herd with just one thought.

“Even the father is not his opponent, Ho Shihu, I'm afraid not his enemy. ”

...

Senta, 29th floor!

Sitting on this level of the cave, is the chief of the Lamb Clan, the Last Heavenly King!

The man, dressed in sheepskin, had two curved corners, whitewashed and closed, and was breathing inside the cave.

He has the cultivation of a double heaven of broken voids, and is more proficient at the same time in the incarnation and soul extraction of two great broken void deities.

His sheep incarnate is extremely difficult and has a strange ability to absorb the demonic powers of others.

His technique of soul extraction is not high, but it can also boost nearly 10% of demonic power.

If he doesn't know the details of the Second Brother, he will often drain demonic power and defeat him.

This man is not weak in the duplex of broken days.

“It's less than four hours away from the end of Big Big Big Big Big Big Big... unfortunately, the old husband is not strong enough to capture the first 20 storeys of the cave, so it looks like he has nothing to do with Yuan Qingdan...”

In the sigh room, Tianjun suddenly opened his eyes and revealed his sharp eyes.

After that, he snorted a slight chill.

“Hmm, who's this? You want to take my old man's cave because you're broken up! No one in the demonic kingdom has ever despised an old man like this except a handful of shredded monks! ”

The last heavenly monarch was shady, and suddenly his surroundings turned into a white light. He flew out of the cave and appeared in the vast desert outside the cave.

His old, cloudy eyes died looking straight ahead.

In that direction, a young man in white is walking in, every step of the way, brewing momentum!

“White feathers, white wood.” Young people have misrepresented their names without any bullshit.

He saw at first sight that the last heavenly monster in front of him was an old monster with a very high self-esteem, and would never easily give way to the cave, except to be seized by the war.

“Goat clan, Goat clan! ”

The Last Heavenly King didn't mean shit either.

After entering the title, the last heavenly monarch swung violently, turning into the last goat incarnation.

His body was slightly elevated, his robe disappeared and his body greyed like a demon beast.

“The art of incarnation...” Ning Fan glanced slightly.

He only glanced at the sheep and saw that the incarnation was a bit strange, but he couldn't say how.

“Be careful.” My heart has risen to twelve points of alertness and I have watched for all the changes around me.

“Soul! ”

And the last heavenly lord seized the earth with his claws, and drew his soul from it, and swallowed it.

Immediately after swallowing the earth's soul, its demonic power increased by more than 10%, and its breath increased considerably.

“Imagination, swallowing sheep! ”

At the end of the day, Tian Jun's eyes were sharp and sharp, his ten fingers were pinched, and a giant purple horn goat shadow appeared behind him.

And for a moment, the entire earth of the hollow sky began to vibrate strangely.

Countless creeping white threads, suddenly pierced the earth, wrapped around Ningfan!

The white line moves very quickly, more instantaneously, preferring to rush away. When it appears above the sky, it is still wrapped around some white lines.

At a moment when his hands and feet were caught in the white line, Ningfan immediately felt that his powers began to flow rapidly and were sucked away by the white line.

“Swallow, swallow, swallow! ”

The late heavenly monarch revealed a very proud eye. Any broken monk who was entwined by the line of his lamb could not escape, and was eventually sucked out of demonic power.

This line is not afraid of ordinary swords chopping, ordinary spiritual flames burning, and ordinary means cannot break this line.

Unfortunately, Tianjun did not know, unusual means, preferred how much.

“The town secretary of the last sheep... the art of swallowing sheep...” quietly followed Zhou Nan softly.

When he was young, he fought with the Lambs and suffered a lot in this operation.

“If Shiraki can't cope with this technique, my husband helps him. ”

Zhou Nan's mind had just raised such a thought. The next moment, suddenly, his eyes lit up.

“It's a... strong flame! Even the line of the last sheep can be burned! ”

But I saw Ningfan, caught in the white line, burning black magic fire.

This Black Magic Fire Class is clearly of Class Seven!

It is a fusion of twenty-four frosty flames and incorporates a number of other spiritual flames.

This fire class, the Rain Cloud Realm, although not necessarily the Demon Realm, can also be ranked among the top three in the Demon Realm!

With Zhou Nan's eyes, it was natural to see that the fire was not any flame he knew.

In that case, this fire must have been a special flame built by Ningfan with a special technique.

“Burn!”

Ningfan read it in one word, the black fire immediately leaked out of his body, burning tens of thousands of miles on the desert, the sea of fire for days!

The myriad lines of lambs burn to ashes in the blackfire.

Take Ningfan now to use Yin Yang Fire, wait for the idle Second Brother is not his enemy at all!

If Ningfan is cultivated into a few more realms, and reaches the realm of the shattered four heavens, he can directly match the emperor with this fire!

“What a strong flame! No wonder this son came to take my cave even though it was a broken border... but my husband also has a way to break your fire, swallow the gourd, take it! ”

The last heavenly lord did not speak, offering a red gourd of fire.

As soon as this gourd is sacrificed, the rolling flame will be incorporated into it.

The sea of fire, which stretched throughout the cave, gradually began to weaken.

Ningfan glanced at the swallowing calabash, which is a magic treasure of immortality, accompanied by the magic of fire.

It is no match for the power of this gourd to carry out the magic fire with the repair of a broken sky.

His gaze gradually became indifferent, his surrounding black gas wrapped around him, and he stepped out and turned into a black body.

Without falling into the double heaven of broken minds, Ningfan transformed into an incarnation. The increase in cultivation is not as huge as before, but not small.

Once again, he flexed his fingers, dotted them into pieces and grabbed them, pulling out the soul of the void and swallowing it into his belly.

In an instant, its fracture and heaviness rapidly escalated, breaking through the two realms and moving towards the peak of the fracture, and it was still only one line away before it could enter the three fractures.

“Still can't break into the three realms with these two great gods, but enough with this man... burn! ”

The breath of this moment is stronger than that of the Last Heavenly King.

His trick changed, and the magic fire that was sucked into the gourd went wild immediately, burning the gourd as hard as he could.

As the breath of the operator increases, the power of these magic fires naturally increases dramatically.

After a breath, swallowing the gourd seemed like burning red iron blocks, red glitter.

In the past, the swallowing gourd began to thrive without a slight burst.

Three breaths!

Then the gourd swallowed a sudden click, and it split apart.

In the moment of fragmentation, the black cremation is turned into a firedragon, flying out of the cracks of the gourd, burning the remains of the gourd raw into flying ash!

“Gourd, my gourd!” The face of the last heaven has changed dramatically.

He never expected Ningfan to be equally proficient in incarnation and exorcism.

He could not have guessed, but rather, Fan could draw a void soul. This technique is more above him!

He didn't have time to think more, because with Nine Black Fire Dragons, Nine Black Fire Dragons had moved and roared!

“Stop, Daoist, my husband admits to losing! ”

At the end of the day, Tianjun couldn't care less to run the gourd. He borrowed dirt directly and fled. He didn't dare to rock the attack of the nine firedragons.

Forgive me for fleeing in a hurry, but I still have a lot of burns.

This is still the mercy of Ningfan's men. Otherwise, Tianjun will at least be severely traumatized by the Yin and Yang Fire, which Ningfan has put into full force.

After seeing Tianjun escape, Ningfan did not go after him, retrieved the magic fire, walked into the cave, and borrowed Yuanhuangyu to watch the understanding in this cave.

There are already 471 life-and-death lines on the Numen. As Daoism deepens, waiting for Daoism cannot increase the number of Daoists.

Fortunately, the design of the Ascension Tower is more enlightening than one layer.

Thus, after walking through these 500 storeys of caves, the number of traces will surely exceed 500.

“He won so quickly!” Zhou Nan's gaze shocked.

In his view, Ningfan, who exercised soul extraction and incarnate the divine spirit, would not necessarily lose the battle against the Broken Three Old Monsters.

Perhaps... it would be unknown if anyone could compete for the first 20 floors of the cave!

“If my husband only broke into three realms, it's not necessarily his opponent's... so it can be deduced that this child could really be killed in the first 20 floors! ”

Watching the enlightenment, Ningfan stayed for a short time, the light flashed and flew towards the 28th floor.

Attacking enemies with yin and yang fires is quite a bit of a drain. If it is just a war, it is not suitable to continue using yin and yang fires in such wheel wars.

Ningfan patted the storage bag and took out Xia Huang's sword.

The sword body was cold and a slight heartbeat from five people was heard.

It was the heartbeat of five little sword-spirited girls, hiding in the sword, trying to help Ningfan take control of the sword.

“Come out now, I can control this sword from the face. From today onwards, you don't have to stay in the Sword Body. ”

I prefer the slightly heartbroken words.

He knew that with the Five Swords Spirit cultivation, it was actually very difficult to take control of the sword, it was a bitter, tiring life.

Once upon a time there was no way, and it had to be handed over to five little girls.

Nowadays, Ningfan's power is fully open, and the sword intent of the Xia Emperor's sword is even more cultivated. Even without the help of the Five Swords Spirit, it can also be obtained from the Royal Sword.

In that case, there is no need to tire the Five Swords Spirit.

“Whoa! Vanessa, don't crystallize, it hurts!” The first sword left the sword body in tears and ran back into the sword bag.

“Whoa! Xiao Van, don't foam, foam is more sad than crystal!” The second sword returned to the sword bag in tears.

“Whoa! Little Van, no more water, no more water with you! Humph!” The third sword burst into tears.

“Whoa! Vanessa, stop flowering, flowers will never do anything like that with you again!” The fourth sword spirit ran back to the sword bag in nonsense, and she seemed to have done nothing with Ningfan.

“Woo... woo... woo...” Stuttering halfway through the sentence, crying and crying back.

In the sword bag, five little girls could not stop crying.

I prefer to put away the glow and rub my head with a slight headache.

He just wants the Five Swords to rest. The Five Swords seem to have misunderstood. He's abandoning them...

Are these five little girls glass hearts, so fragile...

“I will not abandon you.” I prefer to explain it helplessly.

Kids always need to be fooled.

“Really!” The crying stopped and the little girls became lively again.

“Really... can you guys get some sleep, please? ”

Ning Fan gave an order. Five small words immediately shut up and go to sleep.

Five little girls were soothed and Fan continued to fly towards the 28th floor.

Sitting on the 28th floor of the town is a dressed demon monk and old man.

This person is a meditator, and there are many kinds of meditation.

Someone hammers the flesh and strength against the demons. Someone who hammers and refines the gods must break all law. And, of course, there's this guy who fixes business barriers in swords.

This demon monk has a blood-red flying sword on his lap.

He closed his eyes and his heart stopped watering, but at a certain moment he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes bloody and praised with a dull voice.

“What a sickness! What a sword! What a monster! ”

The demon monk stood up with one hand to make ten shapes, one hand to lift the blood sword, and walked out of the cave.

Far away from the cave, there was also a young man in black, carrying a golden sword, walking towards him!

In the eyes of young people, Sha Qi is astonishingly strong.

Young man Zhou's body, the strong sword will shock the hearts.

Every step of the youth is brewing a sword, and every step is a golden ripple on the earth!

“Daoist is coming to rob my cave!” The monk asked coldly.

“Yes!” The black coat preferred words such as gold. It was a pure golden sword that dissipated in the eyes and replaced it.

“Defeat me, the cave is yours!” The demon monk felt heavy pressure from Ningfan.

Although he is a friar of the broken double heavens, the breath of this moment is better than that of him. It is only a tiny bit short and can be broken into three parts!

“As you wish! ”

Fanfan's pace slowed down, but the sword grew stronger.

He's trying to put himself in the clouds.

In my mind, the sword's endless knife technique is repeatedly echoed.

The Wan Sword Style is a broken sword art, one of the three great swordsmanship techniques of Yuntian.

Ningfan has been Xu Xu Xiuwei, enough to fully utilize the full power of the 10,000 swords.

With the Summer Emperor Sword and its sword, accompanied by 10,000 swords, he has confidence, one sword fails to be broken into two groups of repairs!

“Can't wait! When his sword rises to its strongest strength, my husband must defeat! Blood Lotus! ”

The demon monk shouted a sword, and the surrounding blood sword flew. Behind him, a giant bloody bodhisattva illusion appeared.

The blood bodhisattva foot tread the blood lotus, accompanied by the demon monk sword movement, the blood lotus began to apoptose.

For every extra flower of lotus flower, the demon monk's sword is stronger.

At this moment, the demon monk's sword flashed with red blood, revealing a hint of blood and lotus flowers.

The whole cavernous space, suddenly trembling violently, seemed to be about to collapse.

The demon monk fiercely sacrificed the blood sword, and suddenly the blood sword turned into hundreds of millions of rays of blood, exploding from the center, like lotus flowers.

Hundreds of millions of powerful swordlights will be chopped down, as if Ning Fan were to be chopped into meat and mud.

Ning Fan sighed, there was a demon monk obstructed, he finally couldn't take nine steps, he couldn't raise the sword to the peak.

Even so, this sword ceremony is enough to defeat this demon monk!

In the eyes of Ningfan, the sword flashed, the whole man in this instant, like an indestructible sword!

He shook his hand and held the Summer Emperor's sword, pointing at the sky.

Spin it... with a sword!

The whole world seems to be stationary, as if this sword is all that's left!

The sky in the hollow sky, in an instant, is dyed of pure gold by the sword!

The golden sky, suddenly like rain, the golden sword from the sky!

One, ten, hundred, thousand!

One hundred thousand, one million, ten thousand!

Ultimately, tens of millions of swordmen turn into billions of swordshowers!

Ningfan replaced himself with the identity of Yuntianju, in order to realize the essence of Wan Sword Technique.

Later, the sword of the clouds was abandoned, leaving only the essence, and transformed into its own sword style.

In fact, Yuntianju's sword demon inherited, in which the sword style is carried out by different people, should be different.

Once upon a time, Ningfan was merely imitating the sword of the clouds, but it was not Ningfan's own sword.

At this moment, Ningfan is truly going to develop his own ten thousand swords!

The sword fell, the whole world seemed silent, the bloody lotus sword light flooded by the golden rain of swords, grinding.

The golden sword and rain cut the earth, destroying the entire cave sky into ruins, except for the cave.

The demon monk and old man could hear his own heartbeat, his eyes shocked.

When the heavenly golden sword and rain fall, he can only activate the Blood Lotus Sword Light Body.

This sword rain makes him feel too dangerous!

puff! puff! puff!

A bloody lotus sword light was broken, and countless golden swords and rain penetrated the demon monk's body, causing him no minor injury.

Ning Fan is still merciful, otherwise even if the sword is not at its peak, it is enough to chop the demon monk with one sword.

Pfft!

The demon monk shocked and looked at Ning Fan, smiling bitterly and fainting.

Ning Fan did not take a closer look at the demon monk. He entered the cave with his sword. After dozens of breaths, he flew towards the 27th floor.

Behind him, followed by a billion golden swordstorms, almost frightened the old geek sitting in the town's 27-story cave as he entered the 27th floor.

“What a powerful sword, I am not the enemy of this man! But not fleeing the war. It's not my standing principle. This war is inescapable! ”

The old devil held a treasure fan treasure in his hand and raised his hand to the sky to celebrate. He struck down in the head towards Ningfan, hiding the sound of the mountain river falling.

This fan is called the Mountain River Fan, and it's a great treasure, but it can't hold off a billion swords and rain!

Ningfan Fang loses demon monks and elders, so that the sword power reaches the strongest!

He waved his golden sword. He didn't even look at the fan. Raising his hand is a sword.

One sword... ten thousand swords down!

Sword and rain like waterfalls, treasure fan invincible sword and rain, crushed when climbing, power destroyed.

The old monster was directly swept to the ground by Ningfan's sword, half kneeling, bathed in blood, but still alive.

With swords and rain falling, the earth in the sky is still falling apart, and countless mountains are razed to the ground by swordlight.

The old monster sighed, stood up and punched Ningfan slightly.

“Thank you for your kindness! ”

Then there was no pause, turned into light towards him, but he dared no longer compete with Ningfan for the cave.

“Even if it's Brother Shattered, it's not necessarily going to take this man's sword... me, not his opponent... hey...”

26, 25, 24, 23...

Ningfan descended all the way down, but every monk who encounters the broken realm is defeated with one sword!

For every person who loses, their sword strength is increased by one point.

In the midst of the two realms, no one can stop him!

He stepped on a billion swordshowers and eventually walked out of the 23-story cave toward the 22-story.

On the 22nd floor of the town is a broken monk of the triple heavens!

Ningfan knows where his strength is at the bottom.

The Battle of the Three will be a bitter battle.

...

Outside the Tower of Ascension, countless monks stared when the name of white wood appeared in 23 places on the monument.

The Second Brother in the Sentinel Tower has been defeated by Ningfan alone!

And Ningfan, still moving toward the 22nd floor, is trying to challenge the Brothers of the Brotherhood!

“Old Shiragi really just broke up a day of repair, so...”

Numerous lower order monks call themselves Shiraki, consciously carrying the word Ancestor. They are in awe of the word Shiraki!

Yuanhuang and other demon emperors, a deity locked in the monument, wonder if the cave on the 22nd floor is equally easy...

Normally, a broken monk can't fight a broken day, but Ningfan's strength is enough to sweep the two worlds, not necessarily a broken three...

The ape emperor and his hundreds of powerful men, their eyes are gloomy.

“This... this is what's going on! ”

The talk of purple hearts coincides with the time to arrive in the North City of Tianyuan, under the Tower of Ascension.

She only glanced at the monument and stayed where she was.

“23 floors! Shiraki is so powerful, he can take this floor of the cave! Well... how is it possible... that he asked the False Brothers how they could be defeated...”

“The girl doesn't seem to know, Old Shiraki is not asking for false repairs, but to crush the realm of heaven, and the power is powerful enough to sweep the two groups of repairs... Tsk Tsk Tsk, after today, Old Shiraki will become the famous demon realm!” A low-ranking monk who doesn't know who Purple Heart is explains to Purple Heart.

“What! White wood is broken! ”

The talk of purple hearts was extremely shocking first, then revealed a joyful expression.

If Ningfan is truly shattered and false, if he truly possesses the ability to reconcile Yin and Yang, Grandpa's injuries will not only be completely healed, but he will also become a fairy, there will be an extra hope...

“I don't know about Uncle Chow's investigation... I hope Shiraki is the one I'm looking for, and I hope everything goes as I wish... I really don't want to see Grandpa die...”