Grasping Evil

Rob's face was full of contemplation and he could not kneel.

While Long Rock knelt, Ningfan hunted down the sleeping king.

His eyes floated quietly, and with his heavenly eyes, it was implicit that there were chaotic and intertwined ways of warfare on the warlord's body.

It is these chaotic ways of warfare that keep the king awake...

These ways of warfare, in turn, are the force of the Four Changes in the Warlord's body, born and broken.

The one who made the King of War a coma is Senroh.

Senroe's blow is still merciful, otherwise the King of War will not sleep so easily, but... descend!

“If these ways of warfare can be eliminated, the King of Wars can awaken. But in order to get rid of these rules, you need to have the same monks to help you achieve your goal... and that's why you need to become a fourth monk. And that's why they value me so much...”

Ningfan retracted his gaze, and now that he is ten percent certain, there will be no conspiracy behind waking up the king of war.

As for the rock, he knelt on his knees, his face became firm, and he stood up.

Immediately after the thought, Ning Fan appeared beside the first of the nine Xuan Xuan Huoding.

There are 26 drops of blood-red medulla in this first giant ring.

“This is the medulla of taste, you take a few drops, enough to heal all physical injuries in a day. However, the inferior medulla healing is acceptable, trying to improve the physical condition, but the effect is only ordinary...”

As he explained, he took out a bottle of white jade and dropped 26 drops of the medulla of taste in the first ring and took them all away.

Then fly to Ding 2 and remove 21 drops of the second Ding along with the moral medulla.

The white jade bottle will be given to Ningfan only after spinning.

Feel the vast amount of energy emitted in the pure bottle, preferring to shine in the eyes.

Don't look at Rose's attitude towards the inferior medulla, because he has high boundaries and high eyesight.

In fact, this moral medulla is definitely a treasure for the first-degree physical repair of Life Immortal.

In the Dongtian fairy world, the price of a drop of the medulla of taste, about a billion crystals, is undefeated, and is often priceless.

While Ningfan's injuries are severe, if you take a few drops of the medulla, the injuries will be fully healed in a very short time!

The two of them appeared before Ding 3 and Ding 4.

Robust stone again took out a green jade pure bottle and took away the medulla of the Second Ding.

Of these two dings, there are 19 drops of medium medulla!

“The effect of medulla healing is weak. It is used to improve the physical environment, but the effect is not weak. ”

Pass the green jade pure bottle to Ningfan. Once again, Robust took Ningfan with him and removed the medulla of the fifth and sixth dings.

This is the upper grade medulla, only 9 drops in total.

“For a body repair, the value of a drop of the medulla of taste is comparable to ten empty fruits...”

With only a few words of explanation, Rose handed Ningfan a purple jade bottle containing 9 drops of the medulla of taste.

Seventh and Eighth Ding, there are 3 drops of the best quality medulla.

Among the ninth dings, there is a crust-sized blood gem...

Rock refers to the last three dings, to Ning Fan Dao,

“Excellent moral medulla and the energy contained in that medulla crystal are too much beyond your realm, today you, serve useless, anti-harmful, and these things need to be preserved to heal the king of war... so my husband can't give you these things, I hope you understand. ”

“The youngest understands. ”

I would rather put away three pure bottles than be satisfied. I have no peeping heart for the last of these spirits.

In the end, the spirits, at least, need to be cultivated on top of the emptiness to refine...

Today's harvest is long enough for him to digest.

Dao Mao, Dao Guo, Dan Yao, Dao Jing... the Ro family gave him too much!

After reading a move, he took Ningfan away from the secret realm of Dao Mei, and appeared directly outside Ningfan's cave.

“Oh, little friend and take a little off-grade medulla, closed wound healing. My husband was out of jail, guarding my little friend.” After Xi-feng's wounds had healed, the old man took her to another place.

Halfway through the words of Rose, his eyes suddenly changed and he patted a storage bag and took out a violet jade keyboard.

Chao Yanggui made a trick and listened to the sounds in the jabbering guitar. The rose immediately looked thick and apologized to Ning Fan.

“I'm sorry, in the Imperial Palace, to urge my husband to return earlier. It is important to repair the town's heavenly bell. My husband is afraid that he will not be able to take his friends to that place. This is the tomb keeper's token of Kid Friend. This is enough to prove his identity. If you have time, Kid Friend can go to Ghost Soldier Zone, find Ghost Soldier Ancestor, make a Rear Star Armor... The old man has previously informed Ghost Soldier Ancestor, who once owed the old man a favor and is willing to make you a personal vest. ”

Robot took out the order, together with a storage bag, and handed it over to Ningfan.

A few more words were explained to Ningfan, and the five members of the Luo family were rushed out of their minds, and the next step was to leave the Trident Peak.

After the rock left, Ningfan swept the storage bag, and after a moment of silence, put away the storage bag.

This storage bag contains all the pieces of the invertebrate boulder that he blew up that day.

Though broken, the Rock can be returned to the furnace for molten casting to make the Rock Armor.

Rob told Ning Fan that only one person in the Dongxiang Star Realm knew how to make the Rebel Armor. This person was the owner of the Eighth Sect of Dongxiang, known as the Ancestor of the Ghost Soldier, and had been repaired in the early days of the emptiness.

Ghost Soldier Sect is a refiner sect, and Ghost Soldier Ancestor, is a senior figure in the refiner world.

This person's first-hand refinery technology has become divine, it is some old monster in the East Heavenly Immortal World. He also occasionally meets this person, begging him to refine the Pharaoh soldiers.

Only unfortunately, the ancestors of ghost soldiers are strange in character, and the incumbents are made to be even taller. If they do not see well, they will not refine the magic treasure for this person.

Because of this personality, this man has sinned a lot, but because he has a powerful Immortal King behind him, the other side is dissatisfied with him again, and he dares not do anything to him...

Ancestral ghost soldier owed Rock a favor. Three days ago, Rock sent a propaganda sword to this man, hoping that this man would help to refine an anti-star vest. This man should have...

Rose intended to take Ning Fan personally to the ghost army section, unfortunately something happened, but he had to leave first.

“Making a Rebel Armor...” Prefers to move his eyes.

If he could make an Asteroid Armor, he wouldn't mind traveling solo to the Ghost Sect.

Just before that, he has other things to do.

Robot is closing down, and he can use a drop of diluted medulla to break through the late Ghost Xuan period.

Wang Meng was also in lockdown, and borrowed years of savings to heal his injuries.

Ningfan also needs to be shut down. Not only does he need to heal his injuries, but he also needs to borrow countless natural treasures to upgrade to repair them.

Magic for, and... ancient magic for!

Once back in the cave, Ningfan immediately entered the Xuanyin Realm and took a drop of the moral medulla under his clothes.

After a drop of the medulla of taste, Fanfan finishes and melts for half a day.

Half a day later, his body was so badly wounded that he was almost halfway there!

“Amazing healing effect! ”

Ningfan's eyes moved, took another drop, and quickly refined. Half a day later, his wounds were completely healed.

The healing effect of the inferior medulla is excellent, and after refining and digesting two drops of the medulla, I prefer to distinguish between the feeling that I broke through shortly after the ancient magic cultivation, there is still an improvement...

After a moment of indulgence, he seemed to have decided to place a white jade bottle in front of him, from which he continuously drained a drop of the medulla of taste and began refining it.

One, two, three...

On the 24th, Ning Fan opened his eyes and has refined all 47 drops of the moral marrow!

With 47 drops of the power of the moral medulla, his ancient magic cultivated more than a third towards the six heavens of Shichen.

“It's just a medulla of inferiority. If it's Chinese...”

Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly, then removed a clear bottle of green jade.

In this green jade bottle, there are 19 drops of medium grade medulla.

Ningfan bent his hand, ingested a drop of medium grade medulla, swallowed it into his abdomen, a hint of refinement.

Just one drop of medium medulla, it was refined and melted for 10 days.

But the energy contained in this drop is more than ten times that of the inferior medulla.

Four months later, Ningfan refined the medulla of the 12th drop, and the ancient magic cultivated this day, breaking into the six heavens of Shichen!

In the past two and a half months, Ningfan has consumed the remaining seven drops of the medulla of taste.

His ancient magic cultivation has now taken a tenth of the way towards the Seven Heavens of Shichen...

Ningfan still has 9 drops of the medulla of taste in a purple jade bottle.

After fixing the ancient magic cultivation, Ningfan immediately proceeded to refine the upper meridian.

It takes a month to refine the first drop of the medulla of taste, and it still depends on the growth of the Xuan Yin to achieve this speed...

Three months later, Ningfan refined and digested the third drop of the moral medulla, and the ancient magic repaired the water to the canal and broke through to Shichen eight heavens.

In the past six months, Ningfan has emptied all the upper moral medulla, and his ancient magic has reached the peak of the realm of Shichen!

On the earth of the Xuanyin realm, a hundred thousand monster gods are standing, surrounded by an extremely fine atmosphere of horror.

This is an ancient demon cultivated to reach the peak of Shichen. With its physical strength alone, it can rival the true early monsters!

“After Shichen, it's the devil! The devil, is the equivalent of the truth! I'm a long way from becoming a demon.”

Just say it. The ancient demon giant's eyes moved and turned back into white clothes. It was Ning Fan.

Dao Mao, he has surrendered, and flesh, he has cultivated to the peak of the kingdom of Shichen.

At this moment, his body is strong enough to resist all magic beneath the Truth.

Under legal dual cultivation, during the early days of Watson, Ningfan is definitely the strong one!

“It's just an ancient magic cultivation, then it's magic! ”

Ningfan rested within the Xuanyin realm for a few days, and then began refining a Dan medicine.

He is the Ancient God of the Three Tips, taking one Dan pill, which is equivalent to taking eight.

For six months, Ninety-two pentachloropendants were refined and refined by Nine Fans, but only one fifth of them were refined towards the late Ghost Xuan period.

Three months later, Ningfan refined and digested all the silver and gold in his hands. There is still a great distance from the late Ghost Xuan period.

“The effect of these dandrugs is somewhat worse...”

Ningfan was slightly disappointed, and after adjusting, began to refine a fate fairy fruit.

The total number of life fairy fruit is 74, of which the human fairy fruit is slightly worse, 62, the ghost fairy fruit is slightly better, there are 12.

A year later, Ningfan refined all the fruits of the Dao Dynasty and was still a short distance from breaking through the latter stages of Ghost Xuan.

Yet another year later, Ningfan emptied all the Wajindo fruits, including the previous gains.

By this time, he had broken through the late Ghost Xuan and approached the peak of Ghost Xuan by a sixth.

In his storage bag, there are only four empty fruits left.

“With my knowledge of the ancient gods, purifying these fruits has only this effect, in exchange for others, if it is worse... the second step is difficult to cultivate, there is a slight glimmer... but if I purify these four empty fruits, it is not difficult to break through the ghost peak! ”

I preferred to look up and photograph the first shellfish fruit to start refining, which was a year.

One refined, Fanfan began refining the second, third, fourth...

At the moment of refining all the empty fruit, a powerful and powerful momentum spread from Ningfan and turned into a dragon of wind, rising into the sky.

The bottleneck of the Ghost Peak, at this moment, is swept away by it!

“Has it finally reached its peak! ”

Ningfan stood up unequivocally, and the momentum was stronger than most early Watsons!

Although the realm is the peak of Ghost Xuan, he has almost reached the peak of the early days of Watson!

At this moment, under the dual cultivation of Ningfan's legal body, his fighting power is almost comparable to that of a true Mid-Term Brother, which is still his strength when he did not play the baseboard!

Steady the realm thoroughly, preferring to shake and leave the Xuanyin realm.

Eight years have passed since he entered the Yin Dynasty!

Eight years is too short for a second step monk, but it's just a brief shutdown.

However, in the past eight years, Ningfan has taken advantage of the countless opportunities of the Luo family to cultivate a surge!

Magic boundaries, two levels of promotion, cultivated to the peak of Ghost Xuan!

Ancient magic cultivation is, Lian Jin Level 4, cultivated to the peak realm of Shichen Eight Heavens!

“In two years, the tomb will begin... and the ancient inheritance has not yet been taken, nor has the armor of the rebellious stars been removed, which is the magic of war, nor has it yet been made the first...”

Fan Fan's face was shameful. The Ro family was so generous to him and helped him to improve. If he didn't practice the magic of war well, how could he treat the Ro family's gift...

Remove the mountainous crystals, prefer to kneel in the cave palace, the mind God gradually coincides with the battle of Shear Peak.

Three months later, the number of fatal fights in his body reached nine.

Until this moment, his first trick was not truly complete.

But if we're going to make a second change, it's going to take at least 99 fights to...

And this cultivation, he reached the crystal limit again, the need to break through World War I.

He is now a Gravekeeper. If he wants to fight, he can go to the fourth to sixth floors of the Divine Tomb at any time. Even, he can enter the last three floors in search of ancient heritage!

Along the way, you can also take a short walk to the ghost army section and give the remnants of Tai Gu Ancestral Star to the old ghost soldier, who refined the rebel armor...

With this intention, Fan would rather unravel the formation and walk out of the cave.

As soon as he walked out of the cave, he saw Wang smiling and standing outside the cave.

“Wang has met his master! Master in the cave, once closed, is eight years. In these eight years, he must have reached the limit of the crystal, but he needs a dwarf to accompany him to battle, to help the master understand the bottleneck! ”

When he said that, Wang Zheng's face piled with respectful laughter, but Ning Fan still saw from Wang Zheng's eyes a little bit of self-righteousness...

“Oh? Interesting, how dare you fight me when you were so badly hurt like me?” Ningfan looked deeply at Wang Zheng and his eyes glistened.

With his heavenly eyes united, Wang Mao stood in front of him almost like a red strip, without any secrets.

Eight years later, this king went into the realm of Watanabe! And its number of civil wars is 99!

Not only did he grow, he became the second god of war...

Only Wang Zheng at this moment deliberately hid the number of body civil war fires, suppressed the cultivation breath, afraid that Ning Fan would see his own heart.

He smiled with a smile on his face, but in his heart he couldn't help but fight Ning Fan immediately.

For the past eight years, he has lived happily ever after.

No one expected that after Wang was brutally abused by Ning Fan on that day, he seemed to have a great understanding of the beating. He also understood the word of the battle.

War. What is war? Fight! Fight! Fighting is not only about getting beaten, but also about getting beaten.

If you get hit, you'll get less injuries! If you get beaten, you can save your life!

This is what Wang Feng gained after being beaten upside down by Ning Fan.

What a painful understanding...

It is only this understanding, but it is a different path, with a new interpretation of one word of war.

Fight, not only attack, but also defend!

With this understanding, Wang broke the bottleneck of the second transformation of the god of war and transformed it into something!

With this momentum, he stepped on the bridge again, crossing the bridge for the fourth time in his life!

Watsujin Watsujin, that Watsujin, refers to the need to trample the bridge of the true path and cross the long river on the main road.

Any monk in his life has only nine chances of failing the Watsujin Bridge, called the Nine Watsujin Bridge.

If it is the peak of Ghost Xuan and nine consecutive shocks fail, there will be no chance to break through the reality in this life.

Every time a true immortal breaks through a small realm, he must cross the bridge again.

If the early brothers of Watsujin have failed on the bridge eight times before becoming Watsujin, there will be only one chance of failure.

If you succeed, you will make a breakthrough. If you lose, you will live forever.

This is the cruelty of the truth: anyone has only nine chances of failing, and must break through the airspace before nine failures.

The difficulty of deviating from true bridges is enormous, and often only one in a hundred can succeed.

Therefore, few true fairies succeed in the passage, and many monks stop at the passage of life.

Let's not talk about it. Let's talk about Wang Meng.

This Wang Zheng qualification was not general, and has been cultivated all the way through the Eight-Pole War Body.

The first time he ate, he swept his face in front of Ningfan and took a beating.

This is the only time I fought and opened Wang Zheng's knack.

After four failed trips, he stepped onto the bridge for the fifth time. Instead, he succeeded and stepped into the real world!

The tactic of war broke through the second change, cultivated into a breakthrough. He was blessed by disaster, and naturally he was unbelievably happy. The eight years were almost the most proud of his life.

The only thing that makes him slightly uncomfortable is to count the bans in the sea.

He finally became a real fairy monster, so easy to fix the second trick, should have infinite scenery, fame, can't escape the identity of Ningfan slave...

After the real success of Watanabe, Wang Feng laid low, hiding the breakthrough from anyone.

Every day, he waits outside Ningfan Cave, waiting for Ningfan to leave, Hitu to fight a battle...

“With the husband now in the early days of Dojin, combined with the second transformation of the god of war, looking at the entire early days of Dojin can be regarded as a medium-biased strength. As long as it doesn't beat the punch of the day, it won't necessarily beat my husband! Over the past eight years, my husband has also thought about it repeatedly. The punch of the day may have just been accidental, for fear of not being able to do it for a second time. In this case, my husband's war with him will not necessarily defeat him! ”

“If we fight again, the old man must make a deal with him. If the old man wins, he must lift the injunction in the sea, and the old man is free...”

“He did not know that I had broken through to make a second change, but there was a good chance that he would agree to my terms. ”

“If I prevail over him, I can lift the ban. From now on, the sea leaps with fishes and walks proudly in the east! If I lose to him, hey... I can't tell, I can get hit again, I can understand something; I can't tell, I can't tell. ”

Wang Feng's mind flickered, but he still laughed on his face.

I don't know what kind of mind Wang Zheng has, but I also know the implicit guess that this man must have had a strange heart because he had made great progress...

“If the master needs a soldier, the little one will recommend himself! But the little one wants to make a bet with the master that if the little one wins, the master must lift the little one's restraint... of course, the little fix is low, where will the master rival, this bet, mostly the little one, lose...”

Every word of Wang Mao is a complimentary tone.

Even looking into Ningfan's eyes, he occasionally deliberately reveals a certain admiration. Don't know how much he respects Ningfan as his master.

“The gambling war, Ning has no problem, just don't know, if you lose, can you lose to Ning something? ”

I'd rather smile and look at Wang Zheng. The smile feels a little infiltrating...

“Well... what if we lose?” Wang Zhengyi, he didn't really think about this question.

“If you lose, Ning wants you... one hand! Don't you dare fight!” The look on Ningfan's face suddenly flashed.

Wang Meng's servant was found, but now that he has a different heart, he must be punished!

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