Grasping Evil

The team of 17 monks, both men and women, wore black gown. With seven golden feathers embroidered at the collar, it is the crest of the Brother of the Imperial Palace.

Of the seventeen, fifteen were shattered and falsely cultivated, and two were ordered to be cultivated by the second step.

One of the life fairies, a beautiful woman in a black dress, has an early cultivation of human Xuan. She has a strong body, dark hair and bright hair, and is combed with a lady's hammer.

The appearance is pretty, but the magic in the eyes is a little heavy, and the nails are dark and elongated.

Another named fairy, a middle-aged man, had a ghost cultivated in the middle. This man has a straight face, a clerical outfit and a blue jade pen hanging from his waist.

“Hmm? The sword shadow just disappeared... and I can't believe there's a monk on this little Lingtai star. Unfortunately, it was too far apart to accurately perceive the strength and weakness of the sword, but it was difficult to judge this person to make a specific repair.” If this person is not a human or a ghost, if it is a ghost, it is possible to have a little consultation with this person.

In the eyes of the middle-aged literary man, the battle spirit flashed away, and the water dripped away in a convergence.

As soon as the middle-aged man said this, the beautiful woman in the black dress covered her mouth and giggled.

“Rodolfriend is truly the descendant of the 'King of War of the Rohs’. It is really very belligerent. Whenever you meet a fellow Dolfriend, you want to consult with him.” The concubine walked all the way with you and met four ghost friends. Every time you met one of them, you had to go to war once.

“I, Luo Jia Gong, was born from the war. Whenever I encounter bottlenecks, I must fight people countless times before I can break through.” Middle-aged clerics.

“We met four ghosts, one early, two middle-aged and one late. Daoyou's score is four victories. In this issue of" Tomb to Tomb ", the number of people who want to come is going to rise again, which is to compete for a" nothingness order ", which is also a very promising thing. Unfortunately, the 'bell festival' was delayed due to confusion. Otherwise, Daoists may still compete for Yuan Jinjiu.” The beautiful woman in the black dress said with regret.

“There are some difficulties in trying to compete for the order of nothingness, using me as my strength today. If we can break through the post-Ghost Xuan period before the tomb, with my Ro family's tactics, there are still a few things to hope for... not to mention this, it is important to complete the task first, quickly choose the next star master of Lingtai Star, we can also go to the next repair star. ”

The middle-aged literary man said that he had landed slightly towards the Lingdai star, stood above a certain moorland, and spoke suddenly.

Its voice is not loud, but it contains Mo Dasheng, and in an instant the sound spread throughout the Psychic Star.

“I am the Four Imperial Pavilions - the Lord Commander of the Sentence, Robert! By order of the Lord of the Cabinet, this star descends. By our decree, all broken monks of this star must assemble here in a fragrance! ”

There are five broken monks, including Liu Zhou, excluding the strong warcrafters, throughout the Psychic Star.

The five broken monks suddenly heard the sounds of the middle-aged monks. Various facets changed. They took out the transferring jade Jane and went to the place where the middle-aged monks were located, regardless of the use of jade Jane.

And the warcraft on Lingtai star, when they heard the voice of the middle-aged man, feared.

One incense is not over yet, Liu Zhou and five other broken voices have rushed to the middle-aged monks' place, and pray to the middle-aged monks!

“Lingtai Mountain Mountain Shu, have seen the criminal court mayor! What brings you to the stars? ”

“Exempt. Luo came here today to die as the star of Lingtai. Today, Luo will elect one of the five people to serve as the new Lingtai star. Among others, if anyone is willing to compete for the position of star master, you can take a step forward. ”

The middle-aged man said, quietly watching Liu Zhou and others. The rest of the clergymen of the Senate stood silently by the middle-aged clergymen.

As soon as we heard that the monks of the criminal court were flying to Lingdai star, it was for the purpose of sealing the star lord. All four Lingdai were emotionally excited. Step forward, they expressed their willingness to compete for the star lord's position.

Only Liu Zhou revealed a mixed look. After a moment of silence, he finally stepped forward.

See the five spiritual platforms broken all have hearts to be star lords, the middle-aged literary nod, suddenly spreading the idea of a starry river, sweeping the body of five people.

After some inquiry, the middle-aged literary man raised his hand and slightly pointed at Liu Zhou.

“Though you are not the highest of the five, you prevail over the steadfastness of your heart. You will succeed this Lingtai star. This jade is given to you by Jane, which records a seal of divinity. Even if you learn it, it can only be broken into four pieces and become the Lord of the One Star. ”

Go ahead, the middle-aged literary man took out a jade Jane and gave it to Liu Zhou.

The remaining four Lingtai were broken. At first sight, Liu Zhou succeeded him as the Lord of Lingtai and was granted the Divine Tong, revealing his envy.

Liu Zhou sighed, took Yu Jane, thanked the middle-aged clerk for his grace, and suddenly said,

“Since the dwarf is already the Lord of Lingtai, he should make a difference, have a request and hope to make a promise. ”

“What request?” The middle-aged man had no expression on his face.

“On Lingtai, there is a magic tide as a party to the evil. Once there was a former star lord who could suppress the tide. Today, we are the only five people on Lingtai who can't stop the tide. He also looked up at his hand and helped us wait for Brother Lingtai to suppress the tide of the devil. ”

Just say it, Liu Zhou once again, bowed his head, but his heart was extremely nervous, wondering if the middle-aged literary man would agree to his request.

“Difficult tide? ”

The middle-aged man frowned and was slightly unhappy.

As soon as God perceived it, he perceived the smell of thirty-four shattered false demons from Lingtai Star.

As a clergyman of the Divine Imperial Palace, he has no obligation to help his subordinates to calm down the scourge.

That is the responsibility of the Barracks, not his jurisdiction.

He still has a mission ahead of him, and he needs to seal dozens of reality star masters. He didn't want to worry about the star.

Just saw Liu Zhou's affectionate words, finally nodded, said,

“That's it, Luo once to help you fight the tide of the stars. Thirty-four false warcraft in the district can't spend much time trying to get here. ”

Just say it, the middle-aged literary man's sleeve breeze brightened, the spot immediately appeared green light, like a fireworks.

The next moment, the middle-aged man, with all the monks here, disappeared and appeared outside a demonic swamp on the outskirts of the oblique Moon Mountains.

Nowadays, the entire Psychic Star's False Warcraft is gathered in this swamp.

When the middle-aged man and others arrived, there were immediately thirty-four shadows of shattered demons in the swamp, greeting them.

These thirty-four demonic shadows are led by Cologne, all of which are shaped by shattered demons.

The colors of the demons, it's all ugly at this moment.

Especially Cologne, whose eyes are filled with despair and frustration.

He knew that the group repairs in front of him, the exhumation of Liu Zhou and others, were all brothers of the Four Pavilions of the Divine Imperial Palace.

These men will come to the marshes outside the Moon Mountains, most of them to kill more beasts here...

Cologne and other demons are Lingtai star native demons, even if they dare to be enemies of Liu Zhou and other native monks, how dare they be enemies of the Imperial Palace?

The entire Dongzhu Star Realm is the territory of the Divine Imperial Palace. In the Imperial Imperial Palace, there are countless powerful people who can slaughter the demons like dogs.

Divine Imperial Pavilion is a big thing that demons like Cologne can't provoke!

The Divine Imperial Palace is the power of the Divine Patriarchate, the Xuanshu Sect. For the Divine Imperial Palace Brothers, the Demon Clan is a different kind, an enemy, no more than...

There are 17 monks in front of the Court, including two named immortals.

If these men were to kill in the mountains of the sloping moon, there would be no beast left to survive.

“What brings you here without knowing?” Cologne bites his teeth and asks the middle-aged man with a fortunate mind.

How he hoped for a one-in-10,000 chance that they wouldn't come here to kill the demons...

Unfortunately, the first sentence of a middle-aged literary man dispelled all the fortunes of Cologne.

“Luo came here to help Lingtai Star destroy the demons. Le waited for the False Warcraft to be cut off by himself, and Luo had a net to open, without slaughtering the low-order warcraft here. ”

This middle-aged literary fighter is not happy to kill, and is not happy to surrender his identity with a bunch of low-ranking monsters.

In the view of the middle-aged literary man, the destruction of the Spiritual Taiwanese Warcraft can be done only by crushing the void, and the rest can be disposed of by the Spiritual Taiwanese master himself.

Upon hearing the words of the middle-aged man, the demons showed their sorrow.

By virtue of their warcraft instincts alone, they can perceive the horrors of a middle-aged man and realize that there is no hope of escape in front of him.

Some warcraft sigh and accept their own destiny.

If their lives were exchanged for the survival of other low-ranking beasts, they would have died...

Another part of the beast is unwilling to bow down and die. One of the skinny devils bit his teeth and spoke loudly to Cologne.

“Brother Ke, why don't you make out with the second step seniors around Yuzuki Mountain and ask him to come out and help me wait for my good offices to save my life...”

“Yeah, Brother Cobb! I heard that the second step senior greatly liked your two granddaughters, so I almost confiscated them as apprentices. With this relationship, he will not ignore our lives and deaths!” Another demon said with hope.

“This is... no, no...”

Cologne was quite touched by the two of them, why didn't he try to ask Ning Fan to do something to save his life?

But his heart was wiped out in an instant.

The number of robberies today is between their Lingtai Star Warcraft and their Lingtai Brothers and Divine Imperial Pavilion. How can this outsider be involved?

In Cologne's heart, Ning Fan, though extremely strong, is not necessarily stronger than the middle-aged man in front of him, let alone the Imperial Palace behind the middle-aged man.

Let Ningfan come out, not necessarily have such a big face, enough to save the lives of the demons. Perhaps it will also provoke the Fantasy Pavilion Brothers, causing greater havoc and involving the low-ranking warcraft here.

And Cologne did not grasp the danger of Ningfan, taking the risk of offending God's Imperial Palace, to save the demons.

Cologne sighed and finally dispelled the thought of involving Ningfan in this matter.

Those who fix the truth are mostly selfish, for only the selfish can live in a cruel struggle.

Even if he wanted to invite Ningfan, Ningfan wouldn't have made an appearance for them. After all, there's no such thing as a relationship between them...

“Brother Ke! You!”

After hearing that Cologne was unwilling to invite Ning Fan out, several demons were in a hurry, but turned to sigh and show despair.

They also realized that even if Cologne went to ask Ningfan, it was unlikely that he would ask Ningfan to do it.

But the middle-aged man, after listening to the conversation of the demons, suddenly revealed a look of great interest, saying,

“Interesting, it looks like, waiting for the monster behind, there is still a mountain to lean against. I think it's the famous fairy on Lingtai Star. Go and ask him to come out. If he is strong enough, Ro doesn't mind looking at him, and wait for him. ”

“No, I'd rather die. That predecessor has no empathy with me, he will not wait for me. ”

Colón shook his head, rejected the proposal of the middle-aged writer, closed his eyes and bowed his head to death.

He has resolved not to involve Ningfan in this robbery.

The middle-aged man heard the words and shook his head, but no longer persuaded.

He looked indifferent and stood against Cologne and others, “Fixing the real world, being strong and weak, you and I differ, is resentment of Luo, Luo is also going to die for Brother Lingtai. Wait till it's over. Don't force Luo to do it. Ten cents later, if you don't mind giving him a ride! ”

Just say it, the middle-aged literary man began to wait patiently.

At this moment, Brother Liu Zhou and other Lingdaixing looked at the great enemy of the warcraft that had to be extinct before his eyes, and his heart suddenly raised the feeling of sadness of the rabbit.

The feeling also rose only momentarily and was suppressed by five people.

They and the Lingtai Warcraft are the enemy. Countless relatives and friends have died at the hands of the Warcraft, and countless warcraft have been slaughtered, and their grievances have long been unresolved.

Cologne and other demons looked cold and lifted their palms and pressed towards their spirits.

They are warcraft, and they believe in the idea of being strong and weak. They are hostile to the middle-aged clergymen and others. They are better off than men. The other side only makes them self-destructive. They don't kill low-ranking warcraft. It's a great blessing...

Just as the demons were about to die, in the swamp, they suddenly fell and ran out of two granny dolls, and their tits wept at middle-aged clerics and others.

“You're the bad guys! You can't kill Grandpa! Seri won't let you kill Grandpa! You're bad, you're bad! ”

“Shut up! Don't back off!” Cologne's face was instantly nervous!

He had no idea that his two granddaughters would come out at this time and scold the clergyman of the Imperial Palace.

God knows how scared Cologne is at this moment, scared of middle-aged literary men and others, killing their two granddaughters in anger, and countless low-level warcraft...

The middle-aged clerk was not angry and just frowned when he was scolded by two dolls.

The beauty in the black dress looked cold and was obviously unhappy with the two dolls, but didn't hesitate to do it.

However, several of the criminal courts behind the middle-aged clerics were shattered, but several were blindfolded.

These people are deeply regarded as true and evil. They hate evil and hate the monsters here.

At this moment, when he was insulted by two granddaddies in the district, an elderly man in a shattered eight heavens stepped out, grabbed by his big hand and grabbed two granddaddies.

In his mouth, he drinks cold, “If you don't know the evil of the dead and the living, you are the young devil, and you should also do away with evil! ”

“Stop it!” Cologne looked furious, he was not afraid to die, but he could not allow anyone to do it to himself!

He was trying to save two little titties, but there was another broken man, blocked in front of him instantly, snorted coldly, punched him out.

Just one punch and you'll blow Cologne back to 100!

Although Cologne was not injured, she did not have time to rescue the two granddaughters.

An uncovered rage burned in his heart!

Deeper sorrow in this rage! That's sad, only the poor can experience it!

“I can't save you, I can't save you...”

The thought rose wildly in Cologne's heart, and he couldn't bear to see the two little granddaughters and the bitter scene of the two of them being torn to pieces by Brothers in the Senate.

As soon as the old man grabbed his five fingers, five swords came out of his finger and chopped him into two little granddaughters.

The two little titties felt dangerous and almost scared the shit out of them.

How old they are, how dangerous they are, how thick they are.

But they are the beasts of warcraft, and at this moment, the feeling of death is so deep...

Just as the sword light was about to touch her two bodies, the black flame flashed in front of the two little granddaughters. At the same moment, a white shadow blocked in front of the two women, raising her hand and pressing towards the five swords.

Not Ningfan, but who!

Five swordlights came like dragons, but in front of Ningfan, it was like a children's play, not worth mentioning.

He lifted his hand and pressed it. Five lines of sword were cut out by the eight old men. Then it broke into little pieces of gold, and the wind broke apart.

“Step two, Death Fairy!” The old man who attacked the little granny doll, his face changed dramatically. In the moment when Ningfan pressed the broken sword light, there was hardly any hesitation, it was a fierce retreat!

From Ningfan, he felt an unspeakably cold killing machine.

How did he know that Ningfan had already made an apprenticeship of these two granddaughters! Months of getting along and loving the two granddaughters!

I'd rather not care about the lives and deaths of other warcraft.

But for these two granddaughters, I prefer to have a short heart, and no one can hurt me!

“No evil! What an evil deed! Ning wants to know what's wrong with these ignorant three-year-olds! ”

Ningfan's black flame flashed under his feet, leaving a fragment still in place. His honor has appeared in front of the Broken Eight Old Man. He didn't say anything, he pressed one finger!

His magical illness, his quick hand, was the death of two middle-aged clerics and a beautiful woman in a black dress, and he couldn't even see his glow and his magic skills!

The middle-aged literary man looked at him with a glance, did not see much emotional flow, nor did he have the idea of rescuing the eight old people, but stared dead at Ning Fan without saying a word.

But the beauty in the black dress was shocked, trying to save the eight old people, it was too late!

The eight old man only felt the purple gold flashing in front of him. The next moment, the whole body was beneath Ningfan's fingers, life rotted and the weather turned to ash!

The nine broken men who shook Cologne back with one punch saw Ning Fan kill the eight old people, he was terrified, set aside Cologne, immediately went behind the middle-aged literary man and prayed for his life.

Ning Fan, however, did not look at the nine big men, his figure flashed, and he had returned to his place, standing beside the two little granddaughters.

He only took revenge on two little granny dolls and killed the old man, but he had no hostility to repel the Brother of Cologne.

He was a cold-hearted man, and there were only two little titties who could lure him into hidden hearts.

“Who are you? How dare you kill me, Brother! ”

The middle-aged man did not speak, but the beautiful woman in the black dress was furious.

No one here can see through Ningfan's concrete cultivation. She can't see through herself. Only Dao Ningfan is an early and mid-term monk of personal Xuan.

By all her secretive methods, she was afraid of Ningfan.

But she was only one step ahead of Ningfan, but Ningfan's cold eyes swept at her.

Just one look made her breath chaotic. Her eyes were red and blue, but she was invaded by Ning Fan Shaqi.

After a few steps back, her pretty face was white and she coughed up blood, which was already seriously injured!

She can't even imagine what it would be like to seriously injure her with just one eye!

And what shocked her was that Ning Fan was not the one she imagined, but the ghost!

After seeing Ningfan, how dare she scream at Ningfan, and even less dare to speak for that unlucky old man?

The middle-aged literary man stopped being silent and finally spoke.

In his eyes, I raised the infinite will to fight, only to win, and nothing to avenge the eight elderly!

He has recognized that Ningfan is a monk in the middle of Ghost Xuan!

“My name is Luo Wang, if you fight me and catch me in half, I will put this star monster on a horse, one will not kill, how about it!” A middle-aged literary man and a good laugh.

“The rest of the monster lives and dies, I'm not interested! ”

In a faint tone, turn around and take the two little titties away.

The middle-aged literary man was unhappy and snorted his sleeves. He directly sacrificed the jade pen between his waist and fought towards Ningfan!

“Get out!”

Ningfan turned back violently, the blood flashed in his eyes, the infinite red light flew out of his body, turned into a huge blood fist, without saying a word, directly to the middle-aged literary man punched out!

With this punch, Middle-aged Man's jade pen magic treasure was directly bombarded into powder.

And the rest of the fist glow, the wind blows, forcing the middle-aged man to retreat, his eyes changed dramatically.

Suddenly his face was white and he coughed up a bite of blood. He had to look at Ningfan in shock!

That shock is even more meaningless!

“This man and I are both ghost cultivators in the medium term, we can actually make it this far! If this person learns the 'god of war', how many times can he become a god?! ”

“I'm afraid this man is of no great use to my 'King of War' family! I just don't know how good he is at training the gods of war...”