Grasping Evil

Ten days in a row, Ningfan stayed in the Xuanyin realm, so as not to purify the Numen by secret methods, waiting.

In his storage bag, he has nearly 600 Numen, 19 of which are Dojin Numen.

In terms of the number of Yuan gods he has today, if he opens the art of bombardment, it will be the old monster in the early days of emptying the sky. He must also immediately retreat from the sharp rays!

Ten days later, Ningfan stood in the shadow of Xuan Yin and carried out the rainstorm.

After discovering that there was nothing unusual about the outside world, and not even the detection technique of the red-eyed elderly, Ningfan was cautiously appearing on the outside through the invisibility.

There's nothing unusual out there, and the red-eyed old man doesn't seem to be following...

With a hint of sensation from Yin Yang Lock, Ningfan is looking for the direction of the ancient tomb palace.

On the ninth floor, Yin Yang Lock can finally guide the ancient tomb palace slightly, so that Ningfan can avoid the trouble of finding the ninth floor map.

Acknowledging one direction, it is preferable for Fan to travel invisibly, where he can feel countless hidden but horrible scents.

There's room, there's thoughts, there's even an ancient aura...

It is said that there is a covenant well in this tomb that connects directly to the demonic realm. In that day, the Monroe-like Quasi-King was able to reach the East Immortal Realm through a covenant well.

Some of the monsters here come from the demonic realm, but some are naturally formed monsters.

In this world, mountains can become demons, water can become demons, grass can become demons, dandruff can become demons, everything can become demons if it is spiritual.

The ninth level of the world is divided into two domains: East and West. The further west the monster breathes, the more powerful the monster breathes; the further east the monster breathes less.

Ningfan was headed east, and on the first day, there was still a lot of idleness and meditation on the road.

The next day, there were no more mind-breaking monsters on the road.

On the third day, there was no clearance on the road.

On the fourth day, it was Watson, Life Immortal Monster, and rarely seen.

On the fifth day, there were no more monsters in the vast heavens and the earth.

Ningfan retreated invisibly and ventured into the long skies of the eastern realm. The remote mountain river could not find a monster's hair at all.

Another day, before Ningfan's eyes, several tombs gradually appeared.

The ninth floor of the tomb palace is inherited from the Nine-Star Gong Dynasty, and the tomb owner was a famous figure in the heavens and the earth.

Any tomb palace has an immortal atmosphere that seems to suppress Vancouver.

Ningfan landed randomly outside a tomb palace. If he did not summon the ghost, he would not be able to bear the smell of the tomb palace, approaching the distance of this tomb!

He summoned the ancient demon puppet again, using the ancient demon puppet as his cultivation, but could not approach this tomb hundred...

“In other words, even though the monks entering the ninth floor hold a decree of nothingness, if they can't stand the smell of the tomb, they can't get close enough to open the tomb...”

Wave, summon the ghost, try again, finally bear the smell of the tomb palace, approaching the tomb door.

Without opening the tomb door, Ningfan had only five orders for nothingness, which would not be wasted.

And open the ninth floor of the tomb door, it's unpredictable. Even the ancient tomb palace, Ningfan is not sure if the inside is in danger, let alone enter other tomb palaces casually.

Outside this tomb palace, there are fifteen pieces of bone, some shredded Taoist crystals, dandruff, pharmacopoeia, storage bags...

These are broken bones, monks who broke into their graves and failed.

Once again, two days eastward, the tomb palace is growing. Two more days flying, and fewer and fewer tombs.

Gradually, over the mountain river earth, almost no more tombs can be seen.

Yet another day, in a desolate mountain, the silence of a lonely tomb palace lingers.

The moment near this tomb palace, Ningfan's Yin and Yang locks almost lost control and flew out of the body by themselves.

Ning Fan's gaze changed and immediately ran the Yin and Yang dynamics, pressing the Yin and Yang locks out of control, then looking at the tomb palace, gradually revealed the color of condensation.

This tomb is an ancient tomb!

Coming all the way to the bottom of the Divine Tomb, it is quite dangerous. It is only inheritance in this tomb.

Unlike any other tomb palace, this tomb did not exude any momentum, it just stood there, seemingly very ordinary.

If I hadn't seen more than 3,000 bones piled up outside the ancient tomb, I would have thought that the tomb would have been extremely intrusive and not dangerous...

Amongst these fragments, there is no shortage of empty, shredded monks' remains, and even the bones of Wangu monks, which have long been shattered and unrecognizable and have lost all their spirituality.

Ningfan also felt a little appalled when more than 3,000 bones were placed outside the tomb palace.

“I walked all the way out of the tomb palace, and there were more than ten bones, and it was rare that 3,000 monks left their bones outside the ancient tomb... which not only meant that the tomb was highly valued, but also that the grave was unpredictable and not comparable to any other tomb palace...”

These 3,000 corpses seem to remind Ningfan that it is unwise to break into the tombs of ancient times with his low repair...

Perhaps, just maybe, when he gets better, more self-defense, and breaks into this tomb, would it be more sensible...

As soon as these thoughts arose in Ning Fan's heart, they were deeply entrenched and silenced.

Looking forward to sweeping the monument outside the tomb, seeing the introduction on it, the eyes in Ningfan's heart shocked, heartbeat, horrified more!

“Ancient Tomb Palace, inherited the nine-star kung fu," The Ring of the Ring ". In ancient times, this kung fu was called" Billion Emperors, Defeat the First "! ”

“The tomb palace is restricted, none. Number of people limited, none. To open this tomb, consume a nothingness order. ”

Heartbeat, is that "The Ring of Chaos" is actually called the first of a billion ancient emperors to defeat kung fu.

Horribly, this tomb has no limit on the number of intruders, no limit on repairs, and so many more will die, silently demonstrating how dangerous and horrible this ancient tomb palace is...

If Ningfan would have had a little confidence to break into the tomb, he would have had almost no confidence at this time.

There is no way to open this place to kill the Jade Jane given by the Emperor. With his current means of self-preservation, he is suddenly buried in the grave, fearing that there is a great chance of a direct crash...

“The Loop of Chaos, I want to get it. But if it's so dangerous, I'm afraid it's the only way to make it better and get back to this grave...”

Ning Fan slightly sighed, this sigh had just come out and his eyes changed immediately.

At this moment, the ancient tomb palace suddenly emitted a faint glow, an old voice, like a call, gently ringing in Ningfan's ear.

“The only way for outsiders to enter the palace is death. But Benedict, you're allowed in. Because you are, Benedict! ”

The moment the sound sounded, Ningfan's storage bag flew itself out of an order of nothingness and went straight to the tomb door.

Outside the tomb door, a blank, blameless spontaneous fire ignited, and two stone statues beside the tomb palace lit purple fire in their eyes.

But listening to a blast, the tomb door opened itself, and a light flashed in front of Ningfan.

The Yin and Yang locks in his body dragged him directly into the tomb door.

The next moment, the grave door closes...

At the entrance, it is an empty palace with bronze palace lamps on all four corners, which would have been extinguished, but after Ningfan entered, a palace lamp immediately lit, with purple flames.

Twenty-seven bronze statues are listed in the palace.

Beneath the bronze statue, there was a phantom old man, standing negatively, looking at the twenty-seven giant bronze statues, silent.

This illusory old man's shadow gives Ningfan a very familiar feeling.

Fan Fan slightly recalled, immediately remembered, this shadow, he had seen in the ancient memories, distinguished from the look of the great emperor of the ancient world...

This phantom old man's cultivation, Ningfan can't see through at all, he just turned his back on Ningfan, did not disperse any pressure, forgive me, Ningfan's face congenital ghost has trembled slightly, seems to fear this phantom old man like a tiger...

If no accident, this phantom old man is the phantom of the ancient emperor, shaped by the tomb formation method!

Faced only with the shadow of the phantom old man, Ningfan seemed to face the whole heavens and earth, even though it was consecrated to the Imperial Palace of the Goddess, and never gave Ningfan such a horrible feeling!

Seems like all this fantasy old man needs to read is that the heavens and the earth are going to be destroyed!

“No one has ever broken into this tomb, and anyone entering it will die at the hands of the Emperor! Because they are not inheritors of the Emperor. If they are not inheritors, they deserve inheritance of the Emperor! And you, my dear friend, my husband, have waited too long for a servant to arrive...”

Fantasy old man turns around, only one eye sweeps towards Ningfan, Ningfan is hidden, immediately all exposed to the old man!

Ningfan could not have imagined that in the ancient tomb palace, there would be such a terrible vision of the tomb master.

With this tomb master's illusion, it's the Imperial Emperor, it's the Imperial Son, and it's impossible to break through the tomb...

“Four drops away from the ancestral blood, four drops of the demonic blood of the demonic blood of the demonic blood of the demonic blood, but the divine blood is weak...”

For the imaginary elderly, Fanfan's blood grade can only be described as acceptable.

His eyes were calm, as if nothing could make him look a little surprised.

But a moment later, the visionary old man's eyes suddenly changed slightly, as if he'd discovered something.

Raise your fingers a little bit of palace ground, and the whole floor immediately resembles a wave of water, more reflective.

Under the feet of the illusory old man there is no reflection, for he is not a living man, but an illusion.

But under Fan's feet, there was a half-black, half-white butterfly reflecting...

The moment I saw this butterfly, the phantom old man finally had the color of movement.

“It's you, you're the butterfly! That woman came to Purple Dow Immortal Domain for you. She, for your sake, gave up everything and returned to the circle...”

Ning Fan's eyes changed and immediately asked, "What do you mean by that? ”

There seems to be something very important that was destroyed in the circle, forgotten for generations, when he was still a butterfly...

At the moment when the words of the illusory old man fall, there is an unspeakable sorrow, like a long river, quietly flowing through the heart of Ningfan.

Not the sorrow of the ancient heavens, not the sorrow of the slightest burning of the wings... the sorrow, even earlier, long before he had forgotten...

Fantasy old man just slightly sighs and shakes his head without saying a word.

And when you look at Ningfan, there is a little rare tenderness. That tenderness is the look of the late man.

The foredust of Ningfan, the world is a butterfly, and they are all the most ordinary butterflies.

Such a mediocre butterfly should not have crossed with the phantom old, but rather the master of the first generation of this butterfly was so powerful in heaven and earth.

He had never looked at this butterfly before.

But I can't believe this butterfly was reincarnated and became his heir...

When he turned around again and looked at the twenty-seven bronze statues, he felt sad and suddenly asked Ningfan,

“You want to get the inheritance of the Emperor's Loop...”

Just say it, the illusory old man looked deeply at Ning Fan, waiting for Ning Fan to answer, and raised his hand to one of the first bronze statues, to Ning Fan Dao,

“Since you are an ancient demon, you should have been to the top of this demon, the owner of this bronze statue, I'm sure you've also seen...”

If you look closely at the appearance of the bronze statue, in the rare time, it is a little similar to the ink weight of a teenager you saw back then.

“He, the seventh Immortal Emperor under the Immortal Throne, named Ink Weight, is the only man in the emperor's life to be regarded as his brother. He, too, is one of the 27 Yin and Yang of the old man" Yin and Yang Demon Body "... the Inkwei Immortal Emperor, the Seventh Immortal Emperor under the Immortal Throne, the First World War in Heaven, was slaughtered by his husband himself! One of the nine demon yin and yang... the carp yin and yang. ”

He said that he had personally slaughtered the Emperor, and the illusory old man immediately revealed his anger.

His eyes began to blood-red, and his eyes, more indelible sorrow...

On that day, he killed himself with his own hands as if he were his brother's ink!

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