Grasping Evil

Nalan's purple consciousness gradually blurred and eventually fainted in Ningfan's arms.

His attitude toward the woman is extremely complicated.

Nalan Ziben was his enemy, and after being captured by him in the Star Sea War, he was turned into a furnace.

I prefer not to have any mercy on Ding Fan, but the importance this woman attaches to her sister leaves Ning Fan with repeated hidden hearts.

It should be known that at the beginning of the monastery of Ningfan, the greatest pain in his heart was to watch as his younger brother, Ninglon, was harmed.

And Nalan Zi's sister was also murdered, and her heart had the same pain as Ningfan's.

Always holding her own sister, she was almost intransigent and had not changed half the time, even when she had been turned into a furnace.

This is more important to Ningfan.

In Naran purple, there is also a faint flow of purple light. If it is not bad, then the light is the lifeblood of the three lifestyles.

This light is the divine gift of sacrificing part of life.

As far as Ningfan knows, the famous technique of Nightingale's life in the history of the demonic people has long been lost. I never thought I would be able to see it today...

Ning Fan's eyes flashed brightly and immediately saw that in this purple light, there was the remorse and thoughts of Naran's purple carving heart.

Nalan Purple was able to understand this mystery of passion, perhaps in connection with her unwavering heart...

With a slight sigh, Ningfan finally held the woman to her bed, sat beside her bed, extended her fingers, and pressed her over her soft, boneless wrist.

A hint of magic is converted into demonic power, entering this woman.

Half a day later, in the night obsession, the woman woke up feeling weak.

Her eyes were blind and invisible, but the smell of Ningfan was almost recorded in the bones.

And it came to pass that Ningfan sat beside the bed, and Naram laughed and sat up, and said a little farther away.

“Why is the master here, but does he need Nalan Purple? ”

Naran Zi reached out almost numbly and began to unbuckle his coat, revealing half a pair of arrogant white.

In her view, Fan Fan had not visited for many years, and suddenly came to make up for most of it.

Beyond that, she had no idea that Ningfan would find a second reason; of course, if she could remember that she had caused a great alienation before, she would understand that Ningfan had come here because of that alienation.

Unfortunately, after three lives, she was overwhelmed and woke up remembering something that had happened before.

She thought she was suddenly in a coma.

“Don't you remember what happened before?” Ningfan asked slightly surprised.

With his fixing, Nalan Purple's heart can be peered out easily. Nalan Purple has forgotten everything before.

“Should I remember something?” Nalan Zi asked with a slight surprise.

“You forgot, you did the trick of three lives before...”

“The trick of three lives? My people's top secret? That's a mystery that's been missing for years? Impossible, taking me for a minor repair, how could I perform that kind of magic... the master would never make fun of me...” Naran shook his head in dismay.

She had forgotten about the previous accidental strike, which had led to a three-life operation.

What she had said, what she had begged Ningfan for, had been completely forgotten.

“Have you forgotten...” Fan frowned.

Nalan purple spoken intermittently before, too shocking.

Like the four days of isolation, the Great War of the North... and the fall of the King of Spirits, dead at the hands of the Western demon ancestors...

Ningfan knew that Naran purple was mostly accidental, and saw some things that might happen in the future.

He wanted to ask what Nalan Purple saw in detail, so he couldn't ask what it was.

“Will there be chaos in the fairy kingdom for four days... or will the demon kingdom be chaos, and the king's palace be destroyed by the western demon ancestors... by the way, who is this western demon ancestor?”

Instead of indulging, look closely at Nalan Purple, some are not sure how credible what Nalan Purple said before.

He only heard that the East Demon Journey, the East Demon Journey, was the Emperor of East Heaven, the former master of the Town Heavenly Bell, and the founder of the art of setting heaven.

Who is Xi Xinzu? Ningfan never heard.

It's not lonely, it's the whole history of the demon race, there's no such thing as the West Demon Journal...

“If the master needs to serve, let's be honest, Nalan Purple will do his best to please the master... why speak these strange words...”

Naran purple thin shirt half-covered, with a hook in his arm, snapped Ningfan's neck, his face always had a faint expression, gently gave his lips, as if he was just a machine for Ningfan to play with.

Ningfan frowned deeper and gently pushed Naran purple, fading away, “Forget it, forget it. You should be able to heal all the injuries in your body after taking this Dan. The trick of three lives is very dangerous. ”

In other words, Ning Fan gave Nalan Zi a bottle of Dan, but went straight out.

For some reason, Naran Ziyue was willing to give Ning Fan a stove for her sister, and the more she could not crush her dignity.

Until Ningfan left for a long time, Naran Zi was still standing there, touching the bottle of Dan with his temperature in his hand, and his face was also complicated.

Ningfan is now so tall that she can't see through half of it.

The thing that bothered her the most was that Ningfan would give her Dan medicine and care about her injuries.

“What exactly did I forget... what happened before... why did I get hurt in my body... why did he care so much about me...”

“Did I really do the Nightingale taboo magic - the trick of three lives? This is ridiculous... how, in my qualities, I can perform such an appalling divine act...”

Naran sighed and gently closed his shirt, hesitating for a moment, finally took out the Dan medicine given by Ningfan and took a sip.

It's a really advanced healing pill. She's never taken such an advanced pill in her life.

...

Nalan purple side of the little interpolation, did not disrupt Ningfan's cultivation.

A few days later, Ningfan left the Xuanyin Realm and returned to the ninth floor of the Divine Tomb. Next to the ancient tomb palace, he cultivated the Yin Yang Five Swords.

For the rest of the six months, Ningfan was almost aware of the magic.

With strong luck, Ningfan first condensed the five swords of the Chopping Sword, but the other four swords were no sign at all.

The reason why it cannot be repaired is because it is too low.

Just as he was about to temporarily give up practicing, five voices suddenly appeared in his sword bag.

These are the five voices that inspired Ning Van Mo!

“If the five fairy swords in the sword bag are the carrier, the five swords spirit is the support, and the Yin Yang five swords are carried out, what will happen! ”

No one knows what Ningfan has learned in the past six months.

Over time, the Dongzhi star domain gradually emerged with a large expanse of star mist.

The emergence of star fog heralds the rotation of the seasons of the Dongxiang Star Realm, and also heralds the ratio of the tombs of the current Divine Imperial Palace, finally opening the curtain.

This graveyard comparison is extremely far-reaching, and the Imperial Emperor tried to use this graveyard event to wash away the shadow that Senroh left behind in the group cultivation.

In the stars not far from the three main stars of Dongzhu, Shenshui and Void Sky, there is a square copperbird platform suspended.

Just one copper table, almost half as big as a junior repair star.

All four sides of the bronze table are thrones, filled with numerous monks long before the star fog appeared.

As the star fog gradually spread, more and more monks arrived not far away.

Countless old monsters are sitting in their seats, among them the brothers of the East Star, countless old monsters from all the stars of the East, and even some of the brothers of the Four Sects.

Countless Brothers of the Imperial Palace guard on all sides of the Bronze Taiwan. Any Brothers who try to make trouble again will be wiped out by the Imperial Palace!

There's only one reason these freaks gather here on the copper table.

This copper table is where the graves are held!

This Grave is compared to 4,175 Gravekeepers and will determine their rank on this copper table!

The number of old monsters who came here is almost ten times higher than the number who went to the Tabernacle of Killing.

This is also a celebration of the cancellation of the bell festival, if the bell festival is held at the same time, there will be more eastern monsters coming here.

After all, the Killing Palace Collector's Dictionary is only a game between younger generations, and none of the tomb guardians are famous monsters in the East Star domain. Life Fairy is just the threshold!

As the fog grew thicker and thicker, the entire sky seemed to be caged in a light white fog.

The season of fog locking Dongxi has finally arrived.

On the second day of the fog lock, thousands of God's Imperial Palace Gravekeepers came to the Copper Taiwan Hall!

The tomb keepers were sombre in all their faces and stood at the centre of the venue, with no one to say more.

Above the long sky, there are constant strangers from all sides to come here. There are Watsons, empty spaces, broken minds, and even a few Immortal King and Immortal King of Wangu.

Some small forces that have not seen much of the world, at first sight such a grand scene, were shocked and talked about.

But when the nine streams broke through the sky and sat in the nine main seats of the venue, everyone held their breath.

These nine late monsters are the elders who are ranked 1-9 in the Imperial Palace of the Divine Goddess, built on broken minds!

Nine to one, all the fake monks here stood up and hugged the nine, all in one voice.

“I have waited for the False Brothers to meet the nine Chief Executive Elders! ”

“Forgiveness! ”

The Great Elder of the Imperial Palace stood up, waved his hand, and stood on all sides of the venue, and immediately remembered the sound of the rumbling drums of war!

“Grave to first round, go! ”

With the voices of the great elders of the gods spreading, all the tomb keepers stared.

This tomb ratio is different from previous times and is divided into three rounds.

In the first round, 4,175 Gravekeepers will roughly assign opponents to the match according to their ranking of power and graveyard power.

Any Gravekeeper can advance to the second round by winning 10 consecutive games above the venue!

The sound of the drums of war suddenly accelerated, and the tomb keepers in the center of Copper Taiwan withdrew from the venue, in the center of the venue, eventually standing only an old monster at the beginning of the emptying.

This man, named Zhao Mengde, is the 49th elder of the Divine Imperial Palace and belongs to the Divine Sky Camp.

In the palm of Zhao Mengde's hand, he holds a jade Jane at this moment. In Jade Jane, there is this time the order of confrontation of all the tomb guards.

“Zhou Jia Gravekeeper, come out! Wu Family Gravekeeper, come out! ”

Zhao Mengde sighed and immediately withdrew from the venue.

The next moment, Zhou Jia and Wu Jia's tomb keepers each stepped onto the central copper platform.

Zhou Jia, a Grade 8 force sitting in the town, was sent by Zhou Jia as a tomb keeper and a middle-aged monk in the early Ghost Xuan Dynasty.

Wu Jia, on the other hand, was only a seven-class force, and his tomb keeper was only an elderly man in the middle of the Xuan Dynasty.

There is no suspense in this duel, naturally the early victory of Zhou's Ghost Xuan family.

There is also one Tomb Guardian of the Wu family, with the later cultivation of the human Xuan Dynasty. Likewise, without supporting Zhou's Tomb Guardian under his divine powers for several rounds, he could not help but fail.

Through the streak of victory, Zhou Jia Gravekeepers fought all the way down, defeating eight more people Xuan and successfully entering the second round.

Later, Zhou Jia's other Ghostly Early Gravekeeper, after winning four consecutive games, was defeated by another Ghostly Mid-Term, without merit in the second round.

Eight consecutive days have passed under such alternation of victory and defeat.

In most of these eight days, only Gravekeepers of Grades 7 and 8 confronted each other.

But by the ninth day, the first nine forces had finally emerged.

Six grave guards were dispatched this time by the IX, five of whom went on consecutive cuts and entered the second round.

Only the last Gravekeeper, unlucky, was defeated by a Gravekeeper of Level 8.

The Gravekeeper who defeated him came from the rank 8 forces - the Dong Yi Chen family!

This man is the head of the Chen family. His name is Chen Xiao, and his bone age is less than 140,000 years, so he has cultivated the situation in the early days of Dojin, and in the early days of Dojin, few are his opponents.

Chen Xuan sat almost steadily first among the Gravekeepers of the eighth grade!

“Hiss! This Chen Xiao is a lot more powerful than his last grave! In this way, not to say that the second round of promotion is worry-free, is to contend for the top 10 of this big competition, is a promising thing! With this sub-qualification, in less than two million years, you'll probably be able to step into the open! There's a successor to the Chen family!” In the audience, many old geeks groaned.

On the Chen family seat, Chen Xuan's eyes were filled with pride.

He is the father of Chen Xiao. The greatest pride he has always had was that Chen Jia came out with a Chen Xiao.

At the beginning of the 140,000 years of age, there was not much to look at. Without an accident, most of Chen's future will fall on Chen Xiao's shoulders.

Naturally, Chen Xiao is able to practice so quickly and cannot help in making up for the double cultivation.

This Chen Xiao himself is a Qiyang body master, a Jinyang body.

In order to cultivate a Chen Xiao, Chen Xuan secretly took charge of a repair star within the eastern sky. The nuns on the star above the million gods of Hua Hua were all made up by Chen Xiao! All the women who have been compensated, they all hate their lives...

“Oh, my Chen family is no better than others, but Xiaoer is no worse than anyone else! He will not be defeated by the tomb guard of the Ninth Sect!” Chen Xuan said proudly.

Other brothers in the Chen family nodded and said goodness.

“This Chen Xuan is not weak... my Luo family, I'm afraid it's a little dangerous...” Luo family seat, Six Journeys slightly sighed.

In fact, long before Big Big Big Big Big started, he learned the sequence of appearances of all the tomb keepers in the first round from his home.

If no surprise, after Chen Xiao defeated one person, it was Luo's grave guard's turn to appear.

Luo's tomb keeper, there are only seven people here at this moment. Of the seven, only Wang Maung was in the early days of Dojin and possessed the power to fight Chen Xiao.

It's just that Wang Mao broke through the early days of Wai Jin, unlike Chen Xiao, who has been in Wai Jin for 10,000 years.

Even Wang Meng will most likely lose to Chen Xiao.

The rest of the tomb keepers, slightly more powerful, are Luo Xuan, Luo Xuan, but they are not the rivals of Chen Xiao...

“If he doesn't come again, I'm afraid Chen Xiao will be alone in the next round, picking out the seven Tomb Guards of the Luo family...”

Zhao Mengde's voice rang again at the end of the Luo family's sixth ancestor.

“Ro's tomb keeper, get out! ”

(22)