Grasping Evil

This evening, five Ghost Brothers of the Chen family fell strangely, while Chen Lingfeng, the new elder of Chen's parents, disappeared.

The incident caused a wave here in Uranus. The Chen family asked the Four Pavilions to investigate the matter. However, the request was not questioned by anyone in the Shinnyu Pavilion.

The Chen family and the Lei family have all been yellow flowers yesterday. With the death of Chen Xuan and Lei Jinshi, they are destined to fall.

Nobody knows, the murderer is Ningfan.

No one knew that Chen Lingfeng had been reclaimed and locked in the Xuanyin Confession Palace.

In the vast sky, Ningfan held a 3,000 lightning star tray and drove off from the eastern stars.

His plan was to go to 3000 Thunder World to find a man... who was the only disciple of the world, the one who followed the Thunder, and appeared in the East Immortal World...

“Lightning strike, realm lord...

Ningfan muttered to himself and drove all the way.

I don't know how far away I am from the East Star Realm. Gradually, I preferred Fan to have a sense of being followed.

His eyes flashed brightly. Ningfan could tell immediately. Far behind him, dozens of old monsters hid behind him and followed him.

The stalkers, from all sides, are the true fairy monsters of Watson, the emptiness, and even the peaks of the emptiness...

Today's Ningfan, the name of the ancient dynasty spread throughout the East, perhaps no one dared to confront him openly. In the dark, there are many forces with all kinds of purposes for Ningfan...

Exposing the identity of the ancient heritage to Ningfan, not all of it, is a benefit, and more of the hostility hidden in the dark...

Ning Fan's eyes sank, he was flying, ten fingers pinched, and the stars immediately sprinkled with purple mist.

The old monsters who followed Ningfan were instantly mesmerized by illusion.

Watson's first and mid-term master, once confused by illusion, immediately lost his mind.

Old geeks beyond the late stage of the Transcendence only lost a moment in illusion and returned to God.

“It's not a weak illusion... but unfortunately, it's futile to lose track of the old man and others by this means! ”

Among the stalkers, an old monster at the peak of the emptiness snorted, waved his hand, and the purple fog was immediately dispersed by him.

However, after the fog spread, there were still shadows of Ningfan in the distance...

“Running away? ”

The old monster at the peak of the emptiness changed his gaze and immediately separated dozens of bodies, while pinching the knife.

The immense ocean mindset immediately dissipates like a tide, almost enough to cover an entire lower star range.

Unfortunately, even though he was distracted, he found no sign of Ningfan...

“Weird... at this speed, there is no reason to escape very long distances in a short period of time... but if he is hidden here, he can never hide his husband's sense of separation... is he hiding in the treasure of the realm?" Well... the Middle-Childer is precious, but if he's ancient, it's not surprising to have one... he's still hiding here! ”

“Huh! My husband doesn't believe you can hide in the realm of treasure all your life! ”

The old monster snorted coldly and immediately flew to an abandoned star nearby, sitting on his knees, but his mind was always locked in the star area.

Other stalkers, like the old monster, set up a camp on the abandoned star nearby, waiting for Ningfan to show up.

In the spring and autumn, they waited here for decades, but still didn't wait for Ning Fan to show up... this is the last word, let alone mention it.

These people do not know that they prefer to cast purple fog in order to cover their horizons, summon ghosts and leave invisibly.

The invisible ability of innate ghosts is naturally not something these followers can discover.

After this summons the ghost, Ningfan never put away the ghost. Instead, he walked through the fairy realm of East Heaven like a face with silver hair.

If you walk in the east with a true face, it is too eye-catching, and it will soon attract peeps from all sides. There are dozens and hundreds of stalkers who would rather not go anywhere...

The 3,000 lightning field is extremely far from the Dongzhi Star Realm. In the early days of Ordinary Watson, it will take at least 10 years to fly from Dongzhi Star Realm to the 3,000 lightning field. Naturally, if you are an enlightened monk, you can reach 3,000 lightning fields in up to six months.

Distance gives Ningfan the opportunity to cultivate golden light.

Three-blood boiling golden light, golden light for a billion miles... this operation is extremely labour-intensive and can be replenished at any time in Ningfan.

There are also two blank thunderbolts in his lightning star, and countless pieces of thunder can be refined and replenished in his lightning map.

But these, he did not use them, but flew all the way, devouring five lines of spirits to replenish his powers.

In the General Hall of Commerce, Ningfan took away millions of spiritual fires, chills, thunder...

These spirits may not have a high grade, but they are perfect for the Great Pentagon to consume supplementary powers.

Eating these five lines of spirits not only replenishes magic, but also slowly increases the level of Ningfan Magic Fire.

Without the insane loss of golden light, Ningfan would not have swallowed five lines of spirits so quickly.

With the supplement of magic, Ningfan, without worrying about consuming magic, began to hastily urge the golden light in the stars.

At first, the golden light of the land was horrified. Occasionally, it would also directly hit a repair star, causing the repair star to panic along the way, only to think that an ancient monster had come to repair the star.

Gradually, Ningfan's longitudinal golden light became more and more sophisticated, and there was no further loss of control.

When he deliberately slows down the glow, the golden glow will cease to be appalling.

Along the starry sky, the golden light no longer tears out the trenches; the sound of the bright light also lessens the noise of the tsunami of the sky, almost silent.

Preferably turned into a beam of light, seemingly no longer possessed of shape... the light propagated, naturally silent.

Had it not been for the sight of a golden light crossing the sky, one would hardly have noticed that Fan would have flown from here...

Even if the light slowed down deliberately, Ningfan reached 3,000 minefields in just one month.

Over the past month, he has devoured more than 700,000 groups of spiritual fires, thunderbolts, and demonic fires, from grade 8 to the peak of level 8.

There is still a slight distance from breaking through the ninth grade. This slight distance cannot be accomplished by devouring spirits and must be broken through awareness.

Lv8 Spiritual Fire, is the common divine talent of Monk Liu Xian; Lv9 Flame, also known as Real Fire, is a flame that can only be controlled by real fairies!

If you want to build a real fire, at least you need to have a real fire, but not every one of them has the ability to build a real fire...

“The only way to build a true fire is to understand the true words, to break through the real world... and the real world is still far away...”

“The minefield has reached... here, 3,000 minefields...”

Rather, Fan gathered the light and stood outside a thunderous intertwined star.

Unlike other stars, this is an imperial star domain called Minefield, which does not have any fixing stars, but rather floats a thunderous continent.

Throughout the Thunder Continent, the boundary is divided into more than 3,000 lightning interfaces, so outsiders often refer to the minefield as the 3,000 lightning field.

This minefield is divided into ten classes, very similar to the division of the ten classes of the East Star domain.

Primary minefield, the strongest forces are Golden Dan, Secondary Meta Baby, Tertiarized God, Quaternary Refining, and Quaternary Fragmentation.

Grade 6 minefield, often owns the town of Life Immortal Sitting, Grade 7 Watson, Grade 8 Empty, Grade 9 Mindfulness.

Out of the 3,000 minefields, there is only one class 10 minefield, where the most powerful force in the three minefields is located, the Extreme Mine Palace.

In the case of the Immortal Emperor, the "White Emperor" will be the Emperor of the Palace. The present generation of White Emperor is an empress named Lan Yunxian.

The Empress was present when Samroh was exterminated, and Fan remembered that the motive for this woman's crusade against Samroh was to retrieve the seal of the Thunder King that Samroh had taken...

“Three thousand lightning worlds have the Immortal Emperor sitting in town, where I shouldn't reveal my identity, or the Immortal Emperor will spy on me...”

“Lightning strike is a 6th level minefield, the realm owner Xu Yanzhong, is said to be a ghost fairy of late life, who has succeeded the minefield owner for 400,000 years... but according to information provided to me by Arizi, this man began to follow Tai Su Lai Di 50 million years ago... if he was truly a ghost fairy, would he have lived so long... it would have been strange...”

Ning Fan sang for a long time, his gaze shifted away from the 3,000 lightning realm and looked at a superior repair star not far from the minefield.

The superior Shizuku star, called "Killing Demons", the most powerful force is "Simon Sect", an empty force...

Demon Killer is a big name in the East Tian Immortal Realm, not because of the Simon Sect, but because of the building of a boundary gate on this star that leads directly to the battlefield of God and the Demon Nation... the battlefield of the savage!

If Ning Fan wants to enter the wild battlefield, he must go to Simon Sect to open the border door...

“Go to the minefield first and find Xu Yanzhong! ”

Preferred to fly immediately towards the periphery of 3,000 lightning fields.

His breath and speed are controlled only by the level of human genius, so as not to attract too much attention.

It will take at least a few months to fly to the depths of the minefield at human speed.

Even if the minefield is located outside the 3,000 minefield, it takes almost half a month for Ningfan to reach the minefield.

...

Lightning strike, Surrey Zong.

Lightning strike is a six-level minefield, but of the 3,000 minefields, the name is not small, only because 50 million years ago, there was a master Immortal Emperor, hidden here... his name, Tai Su!

The seclusion of the Thai Thunder Empire has long been untraceable, but in the minefield, an ancient ancient gateway has been passed on to this day.

The name is Surrey Zong and is said to have been created by an ancient monk who worships the Thai Surrey Emperor.

Surrey Zong inherited it until now, Zongney has never made the transition to a true monk. Among Zongney's ancestors, the cultivator is Xu Yanzhong, the realm master, known as Xu Tianjun.

Lord Sulai of this generation is a female nun of the four heavens of the broken sky.

Soleizon seldom recruits disciples from outside, and only 10,000 people go up and down the entire sect. For a power of immortality, there are too few...

In the past, the great Soleil Zone appeared cold and clear, but in recent months, Soleil Zone was the city of Nippon and Nippon, and there were constant forces from the other six levels of minefield, came to Soleil Zone to propose to Soleil Zone to make a deal.

Surrey Zong is only a six-level force and would not have deserved such attention from the other six-level forces.

But no one thought that a few months ago, some Seventh Degree miners actually saw the Patriarch and wanted to be a concubine!

The owner of the seventh level minefield must be Master Dojin.

As a Dojin disciple, he naturally dared not refuse his request.

In the view of others, it is the blessing of Lord Surrey, who saw the shattered and false construction of the Upper District.

Yet if man drinks water, warms himself... and Lord Soleil is not satisfied with this affair, there is nothing he can do...

“The Xuan Thunder Realm is a level 7 minefield, and the Xuan Thunder Realm Master, a monk at the peak of Tangdujin, is said to be just one step away from entering the emptiness of the land... I, Sulaizong, cannot afford Xuan Thunder Realm! His apprentice, self-absorbed, desolate, unworthy, I will naturally know about this... but you must marry this man, or I, Solomon, will most likely be destroyed by you alone! ”

Inside Surrey Zong Hall, three people, Xuan Ancestral High, one of the elderly brown clothes, said silently to a woman below.

Below, standing a blue-coated woman in a shattered, quadruple sky, in a gentle shape, with a clear face, overhanging, full of despair in her eyes...

Her name is Yoo-yeon, and she is the master of this generation of Soleil Zong. On an outing, she ran into Master Xuanlei's apprentice and was seen...

“Yoo-yeon, this can't change whether you like it or not! You are the Lord of Surrey Zong. When you need to make sacrifices for Surrey Zong, you must do nothing wrong! It's your responsibility!” The old man in brown again admonished.

Yoo Yeon's pale face, his teeth biting his lips, finally got up the courage, raised his head, looked up and said, “I want to see the master... I want to know if the master agrees with this affair...”

After listening to Yoo Yeon, the three people Xuan Ancestor's face changed and he stopped talking.

Yoo Yeon's teacher, is the lightning realm master... Xu Yanzhong!

“Will the master not see me... he, too, agree to sacrifice me alone to preserve Soleil Zong...” Yao Yeon mocked himself.

“No, it's not that the realm doesn't want to see you, it's just...”

One of them, Xuan, was trying to tell Yoo Yeon something, but the speech was interrupted by the silence of the elderly man in brown clothes.

“Enough! It's just a broken generation, why explain it to her more! That's it... who! ”

The elderly man in brown clothes spoke plainly and suddenly stood up and looked out of the palace.

But outside the palace, Xu slowly walked into a young man in white, full of silver hair, with a silver ghost, the smell of the surrounding body, is the early days of human Xuan...

The three Xuan ancestors were all surprised when they saw this man who could quietly come to the Sulaizong Hall.

Surrey Zong's patron zongdae, but the Ghostly Xuan Class Dae, no one Xuan can enter the Surrey Zong Hall without touching the Dae Zong.

But this man can do...

Yau Yeon turned around slightly and was walking back to see a young man with cold silver hair.

This silver-haired young man smells cold and creepy... but strangely, Yoo-yeon doesn't feel scared when he sees him, but rather unnamed intimacy.

That sense of intimacy can hardly be said to have existed before only when faced with the respect of the teacher.

I can't believe I'm facing this stranger now, Senior Xuan.

“Who is Your Excellency! Come to me, Suleison! ”

Among the three people Xuan ancestors, the elderly brown coat stepped out, his eyes cold, and he asked silently.

He is the cultivator of the three, the owner of human Xuan medium-term cultivation. With this step, the vast power of human Xuan medium-term cultivation is pressed, and it is immediately pressed hard towards the people!

“Who am I, you don't have to know... that I'm here to find someone. ”

Even though Fan raised his hand and grabbed it, he did not see him use any magic. The elderly man in brown clothes immediately collapsed in large part, spitting blood and retreating.

Hiss!

Including the elderly in brown clothes, all three of the human ancestors had a creepy feeling.

They are convinced that it would never have been the beginning of a man. Absolutely hiding cultivation! At least it's the peak of the human face!

Without the cultivation of the peak of the human Xuan, it is impossible to easily break the pressure of the elderly brown coat!

“I don't know who you're looking for...”

The three men glanced at Ningfan and became unscrupulous. The tone was much more respectful.

Fixing the real world, strength is honorable, Ningfan's strength is obviously more than three people, how dare they be rude.

“I'm looking, Xu Yanzhong...”

Ning Fan's voice dropped, and Liuyan was all slightly surprised.

He came to find his master...

The face of the three men Xuan Ancestors suddenly became strange.

The elderly man in brown clothes recalled Xu Yanzheng's order. After a slight hesitation, he asked in a hugging voice.

“Your Excellency is from the lower realm of rain...”

Boom!

An unimaginable threat of terror immediately spreads wildly from Ningfan and crushes him hard against the old man in brown coat!

“Who told you that?” The eyes of Ningfan flashed with chill.

He is the matter of the Rain Realm Brothers. It is rarely known in the east. A man in the area in front of him can break a word in the middle of nowhere!

The others didn't feel Ningfan's pressure, but the elderly brown clothes in the center of the pressure came from the heart to chestnut!

He looked incredibly at Ningfan and could not believe that the youth in front of him could send such horrible pressure!

Not human... at least ghost, even taller!

I can't see it. This man's real trick is, he can't see it!

But from the attitude of this person, this person, is indeed from the rain realm!

“Daoyou was angry, the realm owner told my husband that someone would come to him from the Rain Realm! ”

The elderly man in brown clothes revealed the colour of the king, looked at Ningfan in awe, the pronunciation explained, afraid that he would explain slowly, what Ningfan would misunderstand.

The two people beside him, Xuan Ancestors, did not feel the pressure of Ning Fan, naturally did not know the terror of Ning Fan, and did not understand why the elderly in brown clothes feared Ning Fan as a tiger.

Yoo Yeon's eyes were slightly shocked. At the moment of Ningfan's release of pressure, she felt a strange and familiar thunderous force from Ningfan's body, causing her to immediately add some ancient strange images to her mind...

In those images, she's not a person, but a... magical treasure spirit...

“Did Xu Yanzhong tell you that?” Ningfan gazed slightly and harvested pressure.

The old man in the brown coat immediately loosened up and laughed at the preaching, “Yes... the realm owner told me that. He said that there would be people in the rain who wanted to see him... and that he was near the ruins and could never see anyone again, but if there were anyone in the rain...”

“Really...” preferred frowns wrinkled.

The unknown Xu Yanzhong seems to have a lot of talent, but figured out that he would come to him...

And in the words of the old man in brown clothes, one more thing was mentioned... Xu Yanzhong, approaching the ruins...

“Daoist, please follow me to the back of the mountain and meet the realm.” The old man in the brown coat laughed.

“Fine, lead the way! ”

Under the guidance of the three human beings Xuan, Fan left the palace and headed towards the mountain behind Soleil Sect.

Just as soon as he left the hall, Fan suddenly turned around and glanced at Yoo-yeon, his eyes slightly confused.

“Why does this woman smell like too much Soldier...”