Grasping Evil

“Seventh Immortal Emperor under the Immortal Throne - Major Mo, died at the hands of the Ancient Emperor?! ”

Fan Fan's eyes suddenly changed, so ancient news, he himself had never heard of it, and not many people in the world would know.

Remember at the peak of the demon, the illusion of the Young Emperor Mo once gave himself an extra drop of ancestral blood in his ancient identity...

Anciently, he saw Ink as his brother, but he chopped off his own brother.

But in his eyes, there was an indelible sadness...

Why would he kill Mu Big Emperor, who looks like his brother?

This question haunts Ningfan, but naturally no answer can be found.

Neither did the ancient illusions mean to defuse Ningfan. The pace slowly moved towards the second bronze statue.

Looking at this second bronze statue, in the eyes of the ancient world, sadness is stronger...

This second bronze statue, is a charming old road, behind him, shaping a bronze ring...

The brass ring is very similar to the ring shadow behind Senro when he pulls the power of the wheel...

“Holy Ring of the Beginning! This copper statue is plastic, it's a third step saint!” Ningfan's eyes are moving again.

“Nice, this second bronze statue, is a starting saint... the Purple Dove Immortal domain has a billion Immortals, and 400 people, who have taken the third step, being a saint, listening or not... he, is one of them... he is my teacher, he dials me, naturally there is no Immortal Emperor, but without him there is no me...”

The look of the ancient visions, once softened, became retrospective.

In that year, he was only the son of an ancient Immortal Realm master, four years old and ignorant.

In that year, Shikoku was invaded, his family was destroyed, his relatives were dead, he guarded his parents' bodies, all he knew was to cry, was his master, and he saved him from the chaos...

‘Why are you crying? The only thing I know is cry! If the country breaks down, rebuild it! If your loved ones die, you will avenge them! ’

‘... hum! Why are you crying so hard? Cry again, your enemies won't kill you, my husband will shoot you first! ’

I'm scared of you. Look what it is, a sugar man! Hey, hey, now stop crying... ’

‘Meet is fate, little doll, so be a disciple to the old man, the old man gives you the sermon‘ Ancient ’... what! Doesn't that sound good?! You don't want to be an apprentice to your husband? Do you know how many strong men are fighting to become disciples to their husbands in this land of Ziwei Immortals? ’

Historical history is in sight, and the ancient illusions have to be smiled at.

But then, the killer grew stronger around him, his eyes were more red, his eyes were more sad...

He stands right here, but his back is so sad...

“Lu Yuan Dasheng, of the 400 saints of the Purple Door Immortal Domain, was made to rank 344... he was my master, more like my father... the Battle of the Arctic Realm, and this man died in my hands! This man is the first Yin and Yang of the Nine Gods... the Yuan Yin and Yang..."

Ning Fan's eyes shocked!

Surprised that the Ancient Emperor had the power to kill saints, he could not be a saint himself!

Surprised that the Ancient Emperor not only killed his brother, but also his master!

“Immortal Emperor, not necessarily weaker than saints... husband and ink, both have the power to slaughter ordinary saints...”

Answering Ningfan's questions, Ningfan's fantasies faintly spoke to herself, seemed to see through Ningfan's mind.

His cloudy old eyes seemed wet, walking one step to the third bronze statue, and introducing Ningfan all the way down.

“The Mighty Demon Emperor, under the Purple Doo Immortal Throne, is ranked 49th Immortal Emperor. This man has fought alongside me several times, entrusted with his life and death... this man, one of my few friends... in the battle of the world of flames, this man died at my hands!” The Nine Devils, Yin and Yang, the first Yin and Yang, were made by her.

“Woven Heaven, Purple Door Immortal Domain 400 Saints, ranked 397... this woman has affection for me... the battle of the Dao rebellion, this woman died in my hands...”

“Nightmare King, the Ninety-Six Immortal Emperor under the Purple Doo Immortal Throne, this man who, in my grace... fought for the collapse of the hijacking kingdom, died in my hands...”

“Lu Nansheng, this man lent me a chance to read, and I owe him a promise not fulfilled... the great evil realm, this man died in my hands...”

All twenty-six bronze statues have been introduced all the way through the Ancient Illusions.

At the end of each introduction, his eyes were more sad and his killings more intense.

Ningfan's mind gradually developed a creepy feeling.

In their lifetime, these 26 men were all Gedaijie of the famous Purple Doo Immortal Domain, and were more or less inseparable from the ancient world, but were all exterminated by the ancient world...

Ancient Emperor, why kill so many divisions, friends...

Why is it that every time you kill someone, the Ancient Emperor's so-called 27 Yin Yang, you make up for one...

Twenty-seven Yin Yang is what, I'd rather not know...

But all of a sudden there was a horror speculation in his heart.

“Could the ancient emperor have killed his teammates in order to cultivate the divine talent called 'Twenty-seven Yin and Yang’?! Ancient Emperor, such a cold-blooded man! ”

I'd rather not be sure about that.

Killing these mighty men does not seem to be a lie, nor does the sorrow in his eyes seem to be a lie...

Finally, the Ancient Emperor walked to the last bronze statue.

It's a smiling maid sitting under a bodhi tree, staring at the sky...

Looking at this woman, on the shoulders of the ancient emperor, suddenly trembled, the sorrow in her eyes turned into tears, full of faces...

There seemed to be a soft voice, still echoing in his ear.

And for that voice, he rejected the love of countless nuns, such as the weaving clouds of heaven, or the false ancestors of God...

‘Ancient... I will wait for you under the Bodhi tree... and you, come back alive... and if you die, I will do as you please...'

I'll do whatever you want...

I'll do whatever you want.

He finally returned to the Bodhi tree, but killed her with his own hands!

“Yao Tsuru...”

Ancient fantasies shook their hands and caressed the side faces of the women in the bronze statue.

His heart, in the dripping of blood... killed his master's friend himself, killed a benefactor, his heart was unwilling, angry, guilty, helpless...

But when he killed this woman himself, he lost the whole world in an instant, and there was nothing left to do with it, and it was worth a closer look...

His shadow was so lonely, so remorseful... his sadness spread, as if the whole heavens and the earth were melting in his sorrow...

“Heyao, under the throne of Zidou Immortal, ranked 100,000 after the Immortal Emperor... she, the husband's dowry... she, the husband's all... she did not wait for my return in Bodhi... the battle of the wilderness and collapse, she was slaughtered by the old man himself... by the hand of the old man... she made the old man twenty-seven yin and yang, thus making up...”

The sadness in the eyes of the ancient illusions reached its peak at this moment.

His eyes are getting cold and ruthless, and the blood of the Red Land is like an extinct demon! It's like he's going to kill everything!

At this moment, the ancient illusion suddenly turned around, staring dead at Ningfan, his face was cold and ruthless, and he asked coldly.

“You, want to get the inheritance of the Emperor! Want to get the 'Billion Emperors, Fight the First’ Ring of Chaos! ”

He did not take half a step, only one look, but seemed to lead the whole heavens and the earth, pressing down hard towards Ningfan.

At this moment, Ningfan seems to have become a lonely boat. In this alarming weather, he can't move half a step!

“Do you want to learn the trick of chaos? If you learn this technique, you can practice Yin and Yang Demons! The Yin and Yang demon is divided into 27 double Yin and Yang, even if you only build the first Yin and Yang, it is enough to make you invincible in the late days of Ghost Xuan! If you fix 27 Yin and Yang, you haven't taken the third step, and it's enough to match the usual Initial Saints! ”

“If you practice" The Ring of Chaos ", when it is enough, it can be more Yin Yang Yin and Yang, and you can cultivate the 'Qi of the Original Qi' yourself, the chances of taking the third step are great! ”

“If you practice the Ring of Chaos, there will be no more Brothers of the same rank in this world! ”

“Thou shalt be the first priest to be fought in the Hereafter! You, may be the only saint of the last four days and nine worlds! ”

The voice of the ancient illusion, like the demon of the heart, immediately bred wildly in the heart of Ningfan.

His heart has been fixed to this day, and his peers are definitely strong, but not without cracks.

Ningfan's greatest demon is the one who yearns to improve his cultivation to strength and guard behind him.

He has never beheaded his own demon, and at this moment, this demon spreads wildly in his heart!

His eyes were filled with greed and desire.

He wants to get the Ancient Emperor's "The Ring of the Rings", to get a chance to step into the third stage, to be the strongest of the four days and nine...

Because if he comes first in heaven and earth, he doesn't have to kill, he doesn't have to hide, he wants to protect whomever he wants, he can easily...

“Yes! I want The Ring of Chaos!" ”I'd rather be enchanted, my heart shaking wildly.

The ancient illusion was a cold smile. Suddenly, the eyes killed like a thrill. Immediately, two red flashes burst out into Ningfan's eyes.

“Want The Ring of Chaos! Easy!”

“Kill your parents, master, acquaintance, dowry! If you can build 27 Yin and Yang, you will be eligible for the husband's inheritance! ”

“You, may be a witchcrafting demon who inherits all the ways of the old man! ”

“You, can! ”

At the moment when the two red flashes entered Ningfan's body, the mind of Ningfan, ravaged by the demons of his heart, immediately became sober.

In this moment of sobriety, he has a horrible feeling!

In his body, there are two red rays of madness. The red rays seem to have the magic of a tempting heart. In a moment, they cover his eyes. His mending, his Numen, his everything!

His body, it seems, is no longer its own.

His fix is that no more half listens to his move.

His Heart God World, constantly spreading red thunder, plundering all his Heart God!

In that endless world of red light, there is only one place, half black and half white, where there is his way, and death resists red light invasion.

In this world of red light, there are countless red shadows, like Ningfan, constantly laughing, has been demonized.

These red shadows are either greedy eyes, fierce eyes, or bloodthirsty laughter.

Only in that little black and white place, there is a white garment of snow, guarding his heart from death.

I'd rather look at the red shadow of the god world, full of shock, full of anger!

In his ear, there seemed to be countless provocative voices, compelling him to obey the orders of the ancient illusions, cultivate the "Ring of the Ring" and kill the witness!

His body, having succumbed to the reign of the Red Mans, walked one step toward the chaotic illusion, seemed to accept the inheritance of the chaotic illusion, the next step, kill his relatives!

I can't control my body, I can't control it!

As soon as the red light enters the body, his body is no longer under his control!

And Ningfan has a feeling that if this last black and white place in the god world fails, he will be completely controlled by the red light. Unless he dies, he will never escape the manipulation of the red light!

“What the hell is this red light! This power gives me the feeling that it's like the power of the revolution, but his nature is the opposite of the power of the revolution! ”

“I can't stop it! Unstoppable! The erosion of this red light is too horrible to resist at all! ”

The last bit of black and white heaven and earth, just a little bit eroded by the red light, turned into rot.

The last white coat, Ningfan, finally became a little bit of blood...

The myriad blood shadows of Ningfan finally cheered in the heavens and the earth.

They will practice the Loop of Chaos, and they will follow the commands of the Loop of Ancient Illusions and kill the Patron of Parenthood!

Inside the tomb palace, Ningfan's eyes had completely turned red, his mouth snapped up laughing, his greed looked ancient, and he smiled.

He is Ningfan, who is completely manipulated by the Red Mans. He, as soon as he gets the "Ring of Chaos", as soon as he comes out of this tomb palace, he will kill ten fangs, first he will get the knife himself!

His father died in heaven. Kill!

Her mother, Ning Qian, killed!

It's back to the dusty brother Ningfan, kill!

His master, Han Won-ji, kill!

And all those red faces, all of them... kill, kill, kill!

He's going to kill everything, he's going to be the only saint in the Nine Worlds, he's going to control everything in the world, he's going to, kill, kill, kill!

But after everything he's done, what's left...

What's left...

What's left...

A little confused, gradually flowing in Ningfan's eyes.

Eyes red Ningfan, suddenly raised his hand and punched him in the chest!

This punch, he didn't retain any power!

With this punch, he would rather destroy himself in this tomb palace than allow himself to kill his next of kin!

After this punch, his body immediately set fire to half black and half white!

The flame was illusioned by his obsession!

This is the red light that can deprive him of his work, his body, and all that he has, but not his way!

This obsession, immortal in the turn, has been in his heart for generations.

This obsession is indestructible!

“This child wants to destroy himself here!” In the cold eyes of the chaotic visions, a hint of motion is hidden.

But Ningfan took a sudden step, burning all over his body, but his eyes faded and he recovered cold!

He looked coldly at the ancient illusions, fearless, only angry!

He's not afraid of the illusion, he's not afraid!

He is a ghost, but this illusion is scarier than the devil, but so what!

He was inherited for the ancient half, but if this inheritance is to be made at the expense of all kinsmen, he would rather not!

He'd rather die here than be implicated by those behind him!

And the ancient illusions that haunted him so far, he had to pay the price anyway!

“Ancient! Without your inheritance, there would be no me today! Ning misses your kindness, to you as a teacher! So I decided to come and find your other half! But that doesn't mean you can make me feel free, take my body, fix me, take everything from me! ”

“Ning even more forbidden you to lend yourself to me and destroy those behind me! ”

“You can deprive me of everything but my way, you, cannot take it! ”

At this moment, in the eyes of an ancient illusion, what you see is not a step toward your ghost, but a butterfly!

A butterfly that would rather burn into ash than hit itself!

A butterfly that dares to fight the strong with a weak body!

There is a path on this butterfly that cannot be ignored, as he burns himself, becoming more and more powerful...

“Though the old man planted it in him, it was only a thousandth of a thousand memories, but he could suppress it by his own means...”

“I was worried about the nature of his heart, but now I'd rather destroy myself than hurt my master. Naturally, it can't be a man of love...”

“This test, he passed... all these years, the monks who entered the palace, alone, passed the test...”

The chill in the eyes of the ancient illusions, put away a little bit.

He looked at Ningfan walking, but suddenly he nodded satisfied with the place. He waved his hands like electricity and scattered the red light in Ningfan's body.

Even the flames that prefer to extinguish themselves are extinguished.

Before Ningfan could react to all this, he raised his hand and curled up a jade Jane and threw it to Ningfan, apologizing,

“The old man's previous words, there is a real falsehood, along with the red light, are a test for the little friend. Specifically, my little friend saw Jade Jane and naturally knew all about it. In addition to Yin Yang Yang Changing, this Jade Jane recorded another method of self-creation..." The Ring of Chaos "! ”

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