Grasping Evil

This young man in white is not Ningfan, but who!

With Ningfan now fixed, he only grasped the power of his hand and immediately evolved the magic claw, almost tearing apart the earth and the heavens.

The words of the elderly man in the yellow robe were not finished. They had been torn directly into numerous pieces by Ningfan claws. The flesh burst directly into blood rain and spilled over the sea of magic.

There was only one Numen, not yet meteorized, but the breath was also dying. Ning Fan forcibly captured it in his hand. He looked at Ning Fan with horror and opened his mouth to his tongue.

“Who the hell are you? Why did you kill my husband? ”

In the eyes of the elderly man in the yellow robe, it is natural to see that Ningfan's killing machine is not due to the sudden attack of his four dispersed Immortals.

The plane was to seek vengeance! That killing machine has been accumulating for years!

I just can't remember the old man in the yellow robe. When did he ever provoke such a powerful monster?

Destroy all of him with just one hit, this strength, absolutely reached the level of Waji!

“This man is definitely a wacko! Watsujin, Watsujin... my husband asked himself, I have never been guilty of anything in my life. None of the people I've killed in my life have ever had Watsujin elders... this man, why did you kill me? ”

I don't understand, the old man in the yellow robe can't understand where Ningfan's killing machine came from!

Ning Fan smiled and looked at the terrified Numen in his hand. He patted a storage bag and took out an old broken warrant to show it to the elderly.

His eyes swept past the warrant, and the memory of the elderly man in the yellow robe was immediately awakened a little.

His eyes were overwhelmed and open.

He looked at Ningfan, trembling.

“It's you, it's you! No wonder you hate your husband so much. Turns out, it's you! ”

“Impossible! That's impossible! You, but once the district was broken, even if you joined the slaughter hall later, you can't practise to the realm of the real world in just 100 years... fake, it's fake, my husband doesn't believe it! ”

A strong sense of remorse flashed in the eyes of the old man in the yellow robe.

He said he didn't believe it, but he believed it in 10 percent of his heart. The young man in white in front of him was Ning Fan...

He set a reward of 30 million dao crystals for Ningfan and personally took Ningfan after he was severely traumatized by the blood emptiness before suspending the pursuit.

He received orders from Dan Zongqiang, and once again offered a reward to Ningfan. This time, it was ten billion...

He was just disappointed that ten billion red didn't kill Ningfan.

Even more shocking was Ningfan's massacre of Baixian in Yao Zongxing, and his eventual sweep through countless East Daily Pride, joining the slaughter hall.

Today, His Majesty, the Seven Shacks, is finally going to die in the hands of the broken child...

Without the strength to resist, without the strength to resist...

If he'd known there would be a day like this, he wouldn't have chosen to fight Ning Fan...

His eyes were full of remorse, but after that remorse, he gradually became insane.

“You can't kill me. Today I...”

Without giving the elderly man the opportunity to speak more, he preferred to pinch the Numen in his hand and squeeze them directly into a bloody mist.

Cold eyes swept away at the remaining four Qisha Zong immortals.

“Not good!”

Four Qi Sha Zong Xianxian immediately scared his dead soul and threw the iron sedan. Without saying a word, he fled to take the road.

Ningfan is an old monster who can strike a killer. How can they be Ningfan's opponents?

And they also saw the warrant, and they remembered the past.

In that year they could have hunted down Ningfan as well, preferring not to let their reason go!

Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly and did not go to see the four loose fairies who had fled.

Four dispersed fairies, but Dao Ningfan deliberately spared them, rejoicing.

But the next moment, the heavens and the earth suddenly split four cracks and flew out of them four phantom swords.

When the four swords fell, they immediately slaughtered the four scattered immortals.

Storage bags for four, rather than collecting, are lazy to collect.

He only held the storage bag of one of the Seven Sha Sects. After he swept away, there was nothing moving in his mind. He only received the Tao Jing, and the rest burned a clean fire.

His face had no half-happy color, and killing was not such a happy thing for him.

It's just his code of conduct, he's always clearly resentful, and since he has a deep blood vendetta with each other, it's natural that he can't let it go.

“The Lord of the Seven Sha Sects is dead, but behind the Seven Sha Sects there was a shadow of the Dan Sects. Ten billion rewards were issued in the name of the Seven Sha Sects, but it was Dan Sects who did it in secret... this time it was Lord Seven Sha, next time, it was Lord Dan's turn...”

Ningfan's eyes flashed with a cold light, then stepped forward, rebuilt the rainbow, and went towards the ghost army section.

According to his investigation, there is only one soldier in the ghost section, an ancestor of the ghost soldiers.

There are seven or eight Dojin Brothers and a dozen Ghost Brothers, but there is no second step Brother.

Not all of these Watsons and Ghosts are Brothers of Ghost Soldiers. Some of them are here to refine Fabao.

Ningfan flew all the way over the Moon Sea and landed on the summit of Mount Demon in the sea.

Seven second-step monks are waiting outside the mountain gate of the Ghost Sect.

Of these seven, two are Watsons, five are named Immortals, all of whom come here to beg for Baobao Brothers.

With their repairs, it is not natural to invite the ghost soldier Ancestor to use the refiner himself.

All they ask is the disciples of the Ancestors of the Ghost Soldiers... ‘Lord of the Fourteen'.

When Ningfan arrived, the two Watsons immediately thought of Ningfan and shook their heads slightly after realizing that Ningfan was the cultivation of the peak of Ghost Xuan.

The fog of the Moon Sea has the effect of isolating the ideology, so that their minds are strong and cannot cover the entire Moon Sea.

When they still perceived the battle fluctuations in the direction of the moon hijacking sea, and looked at Ningfan, they guessed that Ningfan was the one who caused the fluctuations.

“Needless to ask, this is most likely the case of the murderers who just committed the moon hijacking. Don't you know that the ancestors of the ghost soldiers strictly forbade any foreign monks to kill in the Moon Sea? In violation of this prohibition, the Ghost Sect will not in any way refine this person's treasure. ”

The other five named fairies, there are no two Wajin old geeks such powerful minds, and do not feel the battle fluctuations of the Moon Sea before.

Of these five named immortals, four were cultivated by the human Xuan and only one was an early monk of the Ghost Xuan.

As soon as the five named immortals perceived Ning Fan's undisturbed anger, their faces changed.

If they are not mistaken in their senses, they should have just slaughtered a person Xuan before leaving such a fierce rage behind.

The seven second-step monks, all of whom did not know each other, came here to seek the treasure of the Lord of the Fourteen Soldiers.

Ningfan is the eighth coming second step master.

At first sight, Ning Fan came, and his body was obviously carrying the spirit of fresh murder. Immediately outside the mountain gate, several disciples of the ghost soldier came and asked Ning Fan.

“Senior murdered in the Moon Sea!” Speaking of seniors, there is absolutely no respect.

These ghost disciples, but broke up, dared to ask Ningfan these second step monks, the nature of war is the strength of ghost soldiers.

Even though Fanfan frowned slightly, he still replied, "Indeed, it is murder. Is it impossible to kill in the moonlight sea? ”

“Nice! The ancestors of the ghost soldiers have orders. Any monk who dares to kill in the Moon Sea shall be regarded as disrespectful to the ghost soldier. Upon request of Alchemy, I will not accept the ghost soldier. Senior, please come back! If you kill someone, you won't be able to ask me for Ghost Soldier Zong Alchemy! ”

By the time they said this, the broken disciples were quite arrogant, as if standing in front of them was not a second-step geek, but a junior generation.

Ningfan frowned deeper, but raised his hand slightly and took out a token.

That's a bronze token, a pattern on the front of the token, a barrel of coffin graves.

The north side of the token is engraved with a ribbon.

You can also see the name of the token holder and the value of the tomb guard if you have given this token a trick.

“This man is the keeper of the Tomb of the King of War! ”

Including the two Watsons, all seven named fairies revealed their faces, and when they looked at Ningfan, their eyes were all good.

As soon as the broken disciples saw this order, they were also shocked. They swept away the arrogance before, and immediately hugged Ningfan.

“Forgive my predecessors, but they didn't know that my predecessors were the tomb keepers of the Luo family. They were rude and looked forward to Haihan! ”

They dare to question Ningfan with shattered falsehoods. It is the power of the ghost army.

But compared to the King of War, Luo's family, the ghost soldier seemed a little worthless.

In particular, the ancestors of the ghost soldiers had previously ordered that if they saw Luo's tomb guards come, they should be treated as guests. With this order, they would dare not slacken Ningfan.

“I have come to ask the ancestors of the ghost soldiers to help refine Yibao. I wonder how many of you could lead me to your ancestors?” I'd rather have a tomb guard, "he asked faintly.

By his cultivation, nature is not as familiar as a few younger generations.

“The seniors didn't come by chance... eight years ago, the ancestors were waiting for the seniors to arrive, but the seniors were late, and the ancestors were temporarily shut down and started refining another treasure, at this time it had not been cleared, nobody knew when the ancestors would be cleared.” Several broken disciples respectfully replied.

“Well, that's my fault, I'm late... so let's refine the armor next time. ”

Fan shook his head and turned to walk.

The magic armor cannot be done for now. Then go to the tomb. He is now a tomb keeper, qualified to enter the bottom of the tomb...

Several broken disciples naturally did not dare to stop Ningfan from coming and going, while the other seven Step 2 monks, who were prepared to get close to Ningfan, seemed eager to leave at first sight and never forcibly stopped Ningfan from climbing.

At the moment when Ningfan turned around and wanted to walk, there was a cold voice in the ghost section. The next moment, fourteen streams of light swept up, landed on the ground, and became fourteen figures, blocking Ningfan.

“Wait, you can't go! ”

One of the fourteen immediately stepped forward and spoke harshly to Ningfan.

This is a robe man with the cultivation of the peak of Ghost Xuan. He is dressed in a manicure.

“I have waited for the disciple to guard the mountain. I have met the 14th soldier master!” The previous disciples of the mountain guard, when they saw fourteen people, immediately paid tribute to them.

The other seven second-step monks who came here to beg for treasure, when they saw the Lord of the Fourteen soldiers arrive, they stopped in front of Ningfan, and their faces changed.

With their eyes, it is natural to see that the Lord of the Fourteen soldiers is unkind and full of hostility to Ningfan's face.

“Master of the 14th Ghost Sect...”

Ningfan frowned and glanced at the fourteen monks in front of him.

Of these fourteen, three were in the late Ghost Xuan period, seven were at the peak of Ghost Xuan and four were in the early Dojin period.

The man in the robe before him was the eighth ranked soldier in the Ghost Sect.

This man looked at Ningfan's face, full of hostility, and the rest of the army lord, also quietly spread out, blocking Ningfan from all retreats.

“Do you want to fight with Ning?" ”Ningfan asked in silence.

After all, he came to Ghost Soldier Zong to ask for a Fabao. According to Rock, Ghost Soldier's ancestors had quite a friendship with Roh's family.

For the sake of this affair, as long as the ghost soldier section is not too excessive, Ningfan will not go too far with the ghost soldier section.

“Humph! This seat has no time to consult with you! Come on, you killed Lord Qisha! If you really did this, even if you are from the family of the King of War, you will not be released from the ghost army today! ”

“So what?” Ningfan Cold Road.

“Yes, you did, so stay here today! ”

The robe man snorted coldly and raised his hand to sacrifice a silver rope and tied it to Ningfan.

As soon as the rope was emptied, it immediately turned into a silver thunderbolt and swung toward Ning Fan.

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