Grasping Evil

In a void between the mountain and fairy worlds, a deserted continent floats.

Here, there is a virtual battlefield of engagement between the two sides, with countless makeshift towns built on it.

The entire continent is covered by the law of formation, isolating void storms.

The two worlds have waged hundreds of thousands of yuan of monks on top of their babies and have fought here for years.

Fewer fights will take years, more decades.

Among the mountain towns, there were 15 broken villages.

On the side of the fairy world, there are 21 broken people sitting in this void battlefield.

Both sides have not fought to the death, and in most cases low-ranking monks have been killed on a massive scale.

Fragmented fights are rare. After all, as fractured monks, one of them has been practicing for tens of thousands of years.

Less than necessary, not willing to be involved.

“Zhao Hanchi left the battlefield and hasn't returned yet? Where'd he go?” A bald old man wrinkled his eyebrows unhappily in a mound on one side of the mountain.

The bald old man is one of the four broken monsters in the mountains and is the ancestor of the West Mountain Palace.

He always appreciated Zhao Hanchi and solicited him to enter Xishan Palace.

He deliberately invited Zhao Hanzhi to assist him in this battle.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hanzhi would leave the battlefield.

“Returning to his ancestors, Senior Zhao went to the Rain Realm. Before going to the Rain Realm, he was said to have invited several friends to make friends, saying that he was going to go to the Rain Realm to find some benefits.” A shrine monk answered respectfully.

“The benefits of going to the rainfield? This Zhao Hanchi..." Xishan Ancestor shook his head with laughter.

Since Zhao Hanzhi is only going to knock on the bamboo bars in the rain house, he will return to the battlefield sooner or later. Just come back, that's enough.

“Oh, the Rain Realm has just died, and there are two new divine emperors, both of whom are worthless of mention. The rainfall is doomed to fall.” Zhao Han-jie went to the Rain Realm to try to harvest more.

Ancestor Xishan was smiling and suddenly his face was stiff, then he gave a shocking expression.

A pack of storage bags took out a cardboard that was broken in half, and his eyes grew dim.

“Hanchi Zhao... died in the rain! How is that possible, a rainfall in the district...”

Lower order monks, hearing that Zhao Hanzhi is dead, are said to reveal an extremely shocking look.

They know that Zhao Hanzhi's strength is comparable to that of the four emperors of the modern mountain world. He is almost no less weak than his predecessors, Yuhuangyun Zongxuan.

It is said that the Rain Realm has just died of the Divine Emperor, losing the only broken Five Brothers and greatly undermining the strength of the interface.

Zhao Han knows such a harsh character, how could he die in the rain!

“Launch the forces lurking in the rain. Find out! My husband wants to know how Zhao Hanchi died!” Ancestor Nishiyama's eyes were gloomy.

A few days later, intelligence returned.

Ancestor Xishan read the information in his hand, and the next moment, his gaze changed dramatically!

“What! Zhao Hanzhi's pedestrians, three broken five, one broken four, one broken three, almost all died in the hands of Yu Wang Ningfan! And in this battle, Ningfan used a purple-eyed peacock beast, with six broken feet to repair! ”

“Purple-eyed peacock, purple-eyed peacock... isn't that very similar to the fierce beast that destroyed the vine palace of the tree world, old man? Remember, the fierce beast that destroyed the vine palace is called evil, but it seems to be the Brother of the Brotherhood of the Brotherhood of the Brotherhood of the Brotherhood of the Brotherhood of the Brotherhood of the Brotherhood of the Brotherhood of the North Tree, the Emperor of the North, is the Rain Emperor Ningfan! It's not impossible! ”

“And the most unexpected thing about my husband... is that there's a mysterious town in the rain! A broken seven, a broken six, a broken five, a Brother, and a Ningfan who can kill five, a lot of power on top of the broken five...”

Nishiyama's old ancestor frowned deeply.

He also wanted to separate himself from the battlefield and go to the Rain Realm for Zhao Hanchi's exit gas.

It is now known that there are seven sitting towns in the rain, even though it is the ancestors of Xishan, who dare not easily dive into the rain and attack the rain palace.

“It was unexpected that after Yun Zongxuan's death, the rain realm became so powerful, this rain realm could not enter casually. Ningfan, huh, kind of a character, better than Yun Zongxuan! ”

Ancestor Xishan glanced at the shadow, but eventually did not mention the death of Zhao Hanchi.

Tree boundaries, East Tree Sea, Bamboo Palace.

The bamboo emperor looked at the intelligence jade in his hand and his face was extremely complex.

“The true identity of Lu Bei is mostly that of the Rain Realm God, Ningfan... and I never thought that the Rain Realm would come out with such an amazing figure. What's even more unexpected is that in today's rainfall world, there's a broken old monster sitting in town. Looks like the weakest hat in the Nine Kingdoms, it's my turn to wear...”

South Tree Sea, Willow Palace.

Liu Haoyue looked at the information in his hand and remained silent.

After a long time, he suddenly laughed and his eyes filled with sighs.

“Brother Ning, with his own strength, killed five broken mountain kingdoms, including three of the top five... I am no better than him! Rain realm has him, mostly to rise in this generation. ”

Immortal Realm, Three Realms Sects.

The former Patriarch fell and after a struggle within the three kingdoms, a new Patriarch was elected.

The new Patriarch is the only Brother of the Seven Brothers in the Sect named Kodo. At this moment, he is in possession of a piece of information that is gloomy and uncertain.

“Looks like Rain Emperor Ningfan is probably the one who made the tree kingdom jump from north to south... According to the Buddhist Patriarch, the old lord died in the hands of Lu Bei... he, Lu Bei! ”

“There is already a broken old monster on the bright side of the rain. In the dark, there may be more powerful old monsters, otherwise it is impossible to harm the old ancestors. ”

“The revenge of the old lord can only be put on hold for a while! Send someone to keep an eye on the rain realm. If Ningfan leaves the rain realm and dives into the other interface, this one will personally kill him! ”

Demonic realm, Nirvana.

On the throne, sitting in the youth Emperor Nieh, with intelligence in his hand, his eyes gloomy.

Behind Emperor Nieh stands the old Emperor Nieh, and his eyes are equally cold.

Middle-aged Niehuang, dead in Ningfan...

This is Niehuang's trinity.

“Hate! This sub-climate has become, the rain world, can no longer be easily gone! ”

“Han Yuanjie is really good for this apprentice, 60 years of monastery, a thousand years old bones, breaking through the broken double days, huh! Think about it and know that the Korean Won is definitely sending the Dark Devil's inheritance to this child to break through the realm! ”

“Ningfan, huh! You better not fall into the hands of the Emperor! ”

The teenager Niehuang crushed Jade Jane in his hand and his eyes floated with homicide.

Sword world, in a cold sword city.

The old devil looks at the information in his hand. It's incredible. It's incredible.

“Ning is broken, he is broken! And one by five, three by five, one by four, one by three! ”

“It's only been a few years, and the ancient heavenly court is only 40 years away! He broke up so fast... evil! ”

“It's my disciple! It's different from ordinary people! ”

The old devil looked proudly at the two people beside him.

One of them, a woman in silk like a falls, white like snow.

The other, an old man in a grey robe with pale white hair and heavy pupils, was still blonde.

The woman's cultivation is close to emptiness, her face has passed away, her ears are separated by a plum blossom, her eyes are empty valley, and her temperament is as cool as a sword.

Upon hearing Ning Fan's news, her cold eyes swept up for a moment, lifting her palms and looking at the concentric sword mark on her back.

“Has Ning Xiaoxiao broken... the old qualification demon, the small qualification is even more evil, you deserve to be a master! ”

She, is just a little lonely with Ningfan's concentric sword stamp.

After listening to the little lonely words, the old devil smiled more proud, but suddenly thought of something, obscenely hey hey smile, to the other humane beside.

“Old man Xia, would you do me a favor? ”

“Help? My husband only nodded to protect you from the danger of the sword world, or for the sake of your part of the divine power. My husband said it would only protect you from death for a hundred years and won't do you any favors. ”

“Hey, don't say that, it's just a little favor. Hey, for you, it's about running. My husband wants you to send me a letter. ”

“Send a message? To whom?” The old man with golden eyes snorted.

“Give me the apprentice, Yu Wangfan. For you, going from the sword world to the rain world is just a fragrance, this little favor, you won't really not help? ”

“... my husband has a deep relationship with you and won't help you in vain. This time, what did you pay to change your husband's hand?” The old man with golden eyes spoke indifferently.

“Button, button, button! I've never seen anyone like you in my life! Take it!”

The old devil took out a jade Jane, and branded it therein.

The old man with golden eyes took the jade Jane, his eyes swept away, his indifferent face immediately spreading a hint of surprise.

“This reward is good enough, I'll go to Sword World for you. Haven't been there for many years. When I went there, I met a younger generation. His name seems to be Zhou Shen. The sword is quite unique. Where's the letter? ”

“Here." The old demon took out a black jade Jane, branded it with words, and then handed it over to the old man with golden eyes.

The old man with gold eyes took over the black jade Jane, and he didn't say much, raising his hand in front of him, appeared directly across the interface.

His breath is sparsely cultivated by scattered fairies. There does not seem to be any scattered fairies in the lower three realms of the sword world.

He stepped out, turning into a golden sword, flashing, not knowing how far...

His speed, far beyond the dispersion fairy, even far beyond the life fairy, is comparable to the true fairy!

He is a scattered fairy, but has a speed comparable to that of a true fairy!

“Old Han, who is this senior? Is he really a Brother of the Sword Realm? I never heard his name. ”

Little lonely eyes are a little confused.

“Old man Xia is indeed a sword monk, you have not heard of him is very normal, the old man just at the beginning of the monastery, he has been fully cultivated. When my husband broke through the real world, he just had a tie with him... he was Xianxian Hu, but in heaven and earth, I'm afraid there's no better Xianxian than him. Don't tell anyone about him, not even your father. ”

“Cut, I'm just lazy. I've heard from Ning Xiaodian. I'm leaving. I see you're upset. You better find a way to save my sister. ”

Little lonely lotus step by step, turned into a sword light, no shadow.

Alone, the old demon's face gradually showed a little loneliness.

“It will take decades for the seal to be lifted. Even though Ning Boy has broken through the shattered emptiness, he is unable to plant vaginal and yang canal fruit...”

“May, I have to wait for decades before I can plant the seeds and hundreds of years before I can harvest the fruits and bring you back to life. Will you wait for me...”

...

Rain World.

A few days have passed since Zhao Hanzhi's pedestrian was killed.

In total, there are 100,000 crystals in the storage bag of four people. Anything else, I'd rather not see.

Afterwards, Ningfan recalled far away from the dragon in Zhongzhou, sitting him in the town of Seven Plums, and let the dragon in front of countless monks, scattered a little bit of seven repairs.

He must deter all walks of life in order to maintain stability and security in the rain.

He has several pieces of information in his hands, three sects, mountains, demons, and other interfaces.

When the rainfall broke out, there was no movement between the Three Sects and the Mountains, and it seemed that hostility towards him had been temporarily abandoned.

There was no movement in the demonic world either.

On the face of it, the truth is, I'd rather not know.

He is still letting the dragon sit in the town of Qimei.

If Ning Fan is not in the rain, as long as there is a dragon, unless the horse is broken, Seven May will be safe.

Seven Plum and Muro sits in the town. If Muro burns a demon, he can play the dispersed demon cultivation for a certain time. Even if the dispersed fairy arrives, no good will come of it.

Afterwards, the demons will burn to death.

This is something that Fan would rather not see.

“I am a duplicity of days, and this is enough to protect myself, but not enough to shelter everyone behind me. ”

“If I had broken five into five pieces, it would have broken six without fear. If I had six pieces... with my genius, enough to sweep across the three realms! ”

“As long as I'm here...”

In Seven Plum City, the wind and snow are silent.

Ningfan stood in the Sifan Palace, stomping on thick snow, watching the cold plums at night, silent.

All of a sudden, his eyes were shocked.

He turned around and looked back, but saw behind him, sometime an old man with golden eyes in grey clothes appeared.

This old man, he is a scattered fairy cultivator!

But he gave Ningfan a sense of oppression, far more than anyone in the Nine Realms!

This sense of oppression has been felt on the head of the world.

The beast of the realm is the strong man of the realm of the realm. Who is this old man? He is more powerful than the beast of the realm!

Of the Nine Kingdoms, why are there such strong men?

“No need to be nervous, my husband came here without malice. He sent you a letter for your master. ”

The old man with gold eyes pointed a little, a black light somehow flew to Ningfan and turned into a black jade Jane.

“Does this man send a message for the master...” Ning Fan was a little relaxed, but still hasn't let go of all his guard.

He lifted his hand and grabbed the black jade Jane. After checking it correctly, he swept the content of the jade Jane.

Indeed, it is the letter of the old devil, that God cannot be hypocritical... and the old devil mentioned in the letter that the golden-eyed sword cultivation in front of him is one of his own people, his name is Xia, he is an old senior, you can ask for some benefits from this person, don't be polite.

“How can you be so polite...” Fan smiled bitterly.

He implicitly judged from the old devil's tone that the old golden-eyed man was not a good friend of the old devil, but merely had some interests.

If he were to be Wei Xuan, brother of the old devil, he would probably ask for some benefits with his face thick.

If I were this old man with golden eyes, I'd rather not do such a stupid thing and make people look down on me.

The old devil sent this letter, mainly to say something else.

The old devil used to harvest Ningfan as a disciple, initially to use Ningfan's Yin and Yang power to plant fruits and heal his wife.

Though his relationship with Ningfan's disciples grew deeper, this original intention was not forgotten.

The old devil informed Ning Fan of the original intention of the apprentice without reservation, and did not conceal the fruits of the ways.

He said that the soil of Taoist fruit would need decades to be unsealed, so that Ningfan would not have to rush to the sword world to prepare for the ancient heavenly court trip and plot a great opportunity.

“Don't you have to rush to the sword world..." Ningfan silenced a little, put away Jade Jane, and hugged the old man with golden eyes.

“Thank you for sending this letter. ”

“You're welcome. My husband took advantage of your teacher, and he should do something about it. My husband also knows that your teacher has given me such a great advantage that he won't just let me send you letters, maybe he wants me to give you something... hmm? This sword...”

The old man with golden eyes suddenly poked his hand and grabbed Ningfan's storage bag.

In time, a golden sword light flew out of the Ningfan storage bag and was consumed by the elderly Golden Eyes.

That sword is the Xia Wang sword that Ningfan obtained from the tree world.

“Not for many years, I didn't expect to see this sword again... that year the old man was still traveling in the trees, this sword misinjured the righteous, ominous, is the deep valley of abandonment, I didn't expect this sword to be in your hands. Husband and you, though, have luck. ”

The old man with golden eyes immediately turned into a golden light and flew back to Ningfan's storage bag.

Ningfan's gaze shook.

The old golden-eyed man gave birth, lifted his hand and took the Xia Emperor's sword from his storage bag...

From what this man has said, is he the former master of the Summer Sword?

The old devil said his name was Xia, is he the Xia Wang?

“Oh, you still have this thing? Husband and your fate are not shallow indeed. ”

The old man with golden eyes seemed to have found something else. A little bit of a fancy storage bag, black and white, two dragon balls immediately flew out of the storage bag and landed in the old man's palm.

Yin-Yang Dragon Ball!

“The old man had also fished for yin and yang dragon balls, but unfortunately, the dragon balls came too late and the old man no longer needed them, so he abandoned them. ”

“Besides, since you and I are lucky, I'll give you some luck. Your sword is similar to my husband's sword... lock! ”

In the eyes of the old man with gold eyes, suddenly the sword flashed.

An astonishing sword will lock down Ningfan immediately!

That sword is strong enough to kill a fairy instantly!

The sword is strong, giving Ningfan an unbeatable feeling!

As if the old man had only one heart to remember, the sword would chop him into countless pieces!

And Ningfan was surprised that Xia Huang's sword intentions, which he had learned from Xia Huang's sword, were rapidly improving with the help of the elderly!

Sung, Sung, Sung, Successful!

Once it's complete, it's nine pints!

The old man sent his Xia Wang sword to Ningfan, so that Ningfan's sword could reach the realm of the nine-pint sword!

“There's only so much the old man can do to help you. If you want to upgrade your sword to a higher grade step by step, you can see your own creation. My fortune is over, my husband will go. ”

In words, the old man with golden eyes lifted his hand and tore open a border road, turning it into a sword to enter the border road, and there was no trace for a moment.

And Ningfan couldn't think anymore, he immediately knelt on the snow, firmly stabilised the burgeoning swordsmanship!

In the Seven Plum City, the little witch's eyes shook with intensity.

“It's him! This man suppressed the cultivation, deliberately not to break through the realm of immortality. But his strength, the true immortal! This man was swordswordsman six million years ago! ”

PS: Xia Huang is here, Uncle Shrimp's dragon set is awesome. This book has appeared a number of times before "Sword Fixing", all about Uncle Shrimp.