Grasping Evil

Looking at the shattered rubies on the compass, the eyes of the dragon ancestors are diminishing.

O'Xuan Xianzhen, beside him, said very calmly, "Poison Dragon Road companion, don't worry about this, destroy an ancient statue, there are six more. As long as an ancient statue can be found and the ancient passage awakened within six days, there is room for salvation. ”

“Ogendao's words made sense. It was the old man's emotions that excited him. ”

Old Dragon took a deep breath, calmed his heart, collected the compass, and continued to heal his wounds with closed eyes.

...

“Secondary innate bow spirit...”

The words of the candle bow spirits make Ning Fan's eyes shine slightly, but the magic in his hands never stops, index finger forward, the forces of heaven and earth immediately come out, form a blockade, set the life of the young bow spirits killed in the face in the long sky.

Five fingers pressed forward, a huge wave came out, the secret word at this moment, Ningfan pushed to the ultimate.

The bowling teenager could not move, grumbled and connected, and gradually more and more a seal appeared in his body. The viciousness in his eyes was calmed down a little bit, and he growled unwillingly, turning into a bloody iron tire bow.

Ningfan still looked indifferent, bent his hand, put his blood bow in his hand, swept his eyes, nodded his head, but didn't say much.

Sensing that the bow spirit teenager was subjugated by Ningfan, within the Xuanyin realm, the sealed candle bow spirit was even more excited, “Master! Did you catch the congenital bow spirit? Give it to the little one to eat! This is a big patch, really big patch! ”

“Noise! ”

As soon as I heard the candle bow spirit still noisy, I preferred to frown, coldly hum, seal and activate it in my body, time, the candle bow spirit cried out, but I can no longer speak.

There are many kinds of organ spirits, swords have swords, axes have axes, this bow spirits, nature is also an organ spirits.

Among the organ spirits, there are strong and weak, mostly divided into five grades: everything, fairies, the day after tomorrow, the next innate, the innate.

This blood bow spirit is a secondary innate bow spirit, but at this moment, Ningfan still has other things to do, there is no time to deal with blood bow spirit.

Close the Blood Bow Spirit Seal and look away at the blood pool not far away.

Ningfan chased Fan down the road to repair it. A lot of distance had been lost. There was nothing left but this lonely giant blood pool.

In the blood pool, there are too many barbarian souls, the number of trillions is unknown, there is no counting, and the density and numbness are crowded together.

These spirits were all mortals who had been slaughtered by Fan Lian. They all looked like resentment. But after Fan Lian Lian Hui was slaughtered by Fan Fan, they all stood up in the direction of Ningfan, crying and crying. Even the expression of gratitude was zero.

They were whining and saying something, looking at the expression, saying words of gratitude, but only making ghosts and not speaking human words.

Once Fan Lian repaired it, the blood pool began to collapse a little bit, and the many barbarians in the blood pool, a little bit, dissipated with the wind.

Their souls, long before they died in ancient times, should not have survived to this day.

If a barbarian dies, he cannot return to the circle, because the barbaric Heavenly Round has been destroyed before ancient times...

Looking at the hundreds of millions of barbaric souls that disappeared, I'd rather not be able to stop them, but my eyes are a little exclamation.

He pushed away from the spiritual wheel and tried to harbor these spirits with the power of the spiritual wheel, but found it impossible to do so.

Leaving the spiritual wheel can only accommodate the dead and the unyielding. These barbarians are not dead in battle, nor are they unyielding and unable to accommodate...

They're a bunch of people who are abandoned in a circle, and when they die, the smoke dissipates. They only have this life, no afterlife...

Ningfan's silence, taking out a bowl of wine from the storage bag, tapping the mud seal, and sprinkling it into the blood pool is like sending this group of abandoned barbarians back in the round.

Eyes, fading away, at this moment, he seemed to see the fate of the barbarians, that fate, a line, beginning and end, only to be able to turn back...

He also seems to have some understanding of the fate of the mortals of four days and nine worlds.

Their destiny is a circle, connected by life and death, in which the scenes of life and death continue to be repeated. That circle, it's called a round...

“Barbarians, disqualified for a round... but a round, what...”

At the last moment when the barbaric soul dissipates, I'd rather close my eyes and put away all my thoughts. When you open your eyes again, there's no more look.

The blood pool collapsed and the wreckage dissipated, and the only thing left here was the incense of killing that had accumulated in the blood pool.

The quantity of incense fires killed was immense, and as the blood pool collapsed, it was like a fog sea, spreading through the void.

These murderous incense fires, created by the dead barbarians hating barbarian ancestors, accumulate for countless years and seem to be the most delicious for the congenital ghost...

After a moment of silence, Fan decided to take away the incense of these killings.

He took out a cyanochrome bottle, pointed the mouth of the bottle towards the sea of incense and fog, and read out a 'harvest’, and the sea of rolling fog immediately flowed into the bottle.

This porcelain bottle is a newborn immortal, but it is not known from which battle it was captured.

The blue flower porcelain bottle initially collected the incense flame smoothly, but only received less than one-hundredth of the entire incense flame fog sea, but suddenly a bang, directly split in half, the collected incense flame also flowed back to the fog sea.

This cyanochrome bottle can't bear too much killing incense to destroy...

Yi Nie, the most commonly used magic treasure of the early brothers of Dojin, can't even receive one percent of the incense of this place...

Ningfan glanced slightly and took out a purple copper incense oven from the day after tomorrow. Sanni Acquired Immortal, for any Watson, is a very powerful magic treasure.

This purple copper incense furnace is not low grade, but it also receives only one-twentieth of the incense of Misty Sea. It can't withstand the power of incense, frying the furnace, and the incense is scattered...

“The number of incense fires killed here is too high for Common Law Treasures to withstand this level of incense. But I don't know how powerful it is to take away all the killing incense here! ”

Ningfan flipped his hand and took out a magic harem the day after tomorrow. He slaughtered incense flame here, rolled incense flame, and was immediately incorporated into the harem.

Gone is a fairy treasure, a weak treasure for any monk in the emptiness. The four swords in the five swords of the rain are nothing but pennets.

But only a fifth of the slaughter incense was taken away, and the incense was unbearable, and it blew directly...

In Ningfan's storage bag, there were also several pieces of Xuan Xianbao from Liu Ni and Qi Ni. He was considering whether to experiment with them again and suddenly remembered something.

Flipping his hand, he pulled out a heavily dreadful purple gourd from the shadow of Xuan Yin.

This gourd is a congenital gourd that can be used as a material for refining congenital treasures. When Ning Fan first entered East Heaven, he cut it out on a trading star called Shaozawa Star.

Ningfan, because it was still low, could not even move the gourd.

To this day, Ningfan has been able to rely on Shentong to move the gourd slightly, but has not yet been able to refine the innate magic treasure with this gourd.

Innate Pharaoh, generally only the Immortal Emperor is qualified to refine, preferring to be naturally unrefined.

The hollow interior of this gourd is naturally suitable for accommodating things. At this moment, it was taken out by Ningfan as a vessel to house the killing incense.

You can't bear the power of incense if you want to use the innate gourd.

Ning Fanto lifted the gourd, pointed the gourd mouth towards the sea of incense and fog, and read out a ‘collect’ word. Rolling incense flames poured into the mouth of the gourd. After several breaths, all the incense flames were put into the gourd, leaving no trace.

The gourd absorbed so much incense and fire, but there were no signs of damage. See, Fanfan nodded and retrieved the gourd to the Yin.

He turned around and went back the same way.

...

By the time Ning Fan returned, whether it was the Zi Ugly War Ministry or the 200,000 barbarian beasts he had brought back, he had landed outside Tian Man-city.

At first sight, Ning Fan returned with the bravery of slaughtering Fan Lianxiu, and the group of cultivators held their fists towards the sky.

“Thank you for chopping off the murderer and saving my life! ”

Wanxiu Qihu, that voice, sounded like a cloud roller.

200,000 brutal beasts crawling on the ground raised their heads, releasing gentle beasts to the sky, as if they were welcoming Ning Fan back.

There are also some people here, the eyes are higher than the top during the week, but look to Ningfan, but all the older generations look at the elders.

Even Demon Elephant, Kim Wah Ancestor, Fujinan, Fujibei and other people dared not to be lazy and fist into the sky.

If you don't know, when you see this scene, you will think that people are welcoming the immortality of a certain people. Such a ranking, too big.

Upon returning, Ningfan landed directly against the walls of Tianbang City. Fang landed, monkey leaping Xinlori, giggling sweetly, jumping directly into Ningfan's embrace, octopus wrapped around Ningfan's neck, big mouth smelled Ningfan's scent, peace of mind.

“Dad, have you beaten the bloody old man to death? ”

“Mm-hmm.” Fan nodded and caressed the silver hair caressing the small and medium Laurie.

At this moment, Sin Laurie, the Numen have returned to their bodies, red in colour and bright in their little faces.

Over her shoulder, Ben was caught a piece of meat, but had been repaired by thunder and the wound healed.

To her, the detainee Thunderbolt captured the Numen, not as a disaster, but as if she had experienced an opportunity.

The Thunder Sea in the Thunderbolt has been eaten up by her, and the Thunderbolt has been abandoned... and her breath is strong, not weaker than it was in the early days...

Put down the joyful Xinlori, preferring the gods to sweep the broken continent with a slightly heavy face.

Though he had killed Fan Lianshui, tens of thousands of brothers died in the hands of Fan Lianshui after this battle. The Zi Ugly War Department had 100,000 defensemen, but at this moment there were less than 60,000. Even the tribal brothers who were saved by Ningfan died in the hands of Fan Liancheng...

If you close your eyes slightly and make a big mess together, life will be grass mustard. Only the strong will survive the holocaust...

Fujinan, Fujibei and many other ethnic monsters came to see Ningfan and thanked Ningfan for saving his life. If it hadn't been for Fan Fan's arrival in time, everyone would have died in Fan Lianshui's hands this time.

In front of these ethnic monsters, Zhao Jian is the identity used by Ningfan.

To Zhao Huier, Cold Dance Fairy, Earth Demon and other familiar people, prefer to preach secretly, remind them not to expose his real name in front of outsiders, and will rescue Xianlori Yuan God's dragon, slightly inform a few people.

On this trip, Ningfan brought back 200,000 barbarian beasts, as well as Demon Elephants, Jinhua Ancestors and other helpers.

Sin Laurie swallowed up the thunder sea in the thunderbolt, and her strength increased dramatically, which is a big help today.

With these help, Ningfan has a lot of certainty and saved the Immortal Speech.

“and the Ugly War Department, which can also help to rescue the Immortal Word...”

Ningfan glanced at Fuji-nam and Fujibei and smiled immediately at Ningfan's eyes.

After the crumbling, the six battle divisions were scattered under the Six Immortals. At this moment, there are five battle divisions, which have contacted the Six-Headed Immortal Priest and meet him at the place where the Six-Headed Immortal Priest is located. Only the Ministry of Son Ugly Warfare had just contacted the People's Major Army, and Yanggui, who had been contacted, was knocked down by Fan Lianxiu.

As a result, Zi Ugly War Department has no idea where the Six Immortals are now or how to rendezvous with the Six Immortals.

Fortunately, Fuji-nam and Fujibei learned from the mouth of Magic Elephant that Ningfan's travelers were on their way to find the wonderful Yan Xianzheng at the moment. And the interface where Fairy Word is, it seems, is not far from here, just a few interfaces apart...

In the view of both of us, as long as we travel with Ningfan and others, if we want to come soon, we can find the wonderful word Immortal.

Therefore, the whole Zi Ugly War Department, led by Fujinan and Fujibei, stayed directly on Ningfan's broken continent and followed Ningfan's actions.

The help of Ningfan's side increased again.

Mashu only hoped that this trip could easily find Miao Yan Immortal, but did not know that Miao Yan Immortal Immortal is trapped in the Dead Gate interface at this moment. This was concealed by Fan, not said.

Once said, I'm afraid there will be many monks who fear the danger of death and go straight away and give up their quest for the honor of the immortal.

Before reaching his destination, Ningfan was not prepared to tell the truth, even if he was intentionally pitting his teammates.

With Ningfan here, it is natural not to have to bury Moon Fairy Lady to carry out the golden light.

Throughout the sky stone fell in front of the herd beast, carefully guarded by the herd beast, as Ningfan separated a finger, rolling black fog gushed out of the Throughout the sky stone, wrapped around the broken continent.

Ningfan pushed the golden light on the ground again, so that the whole continent was broken, immediately like an arrow off the string, whistling out, even faster than before, all the way down the road, but closer and closer to the interface of the dead door where Miao Yan Xianzhen was.

“Miaoyan Xianzhen, Ning has never met you, but you have helped Ning once. Today, Ning will return this favor to you! ”

Half an hour later, Ningfan went all the way through the four raw door interfaces, and the more forward he walked, the more he felt pitted in the heart of the magic element.

In sight, it is a broken continent floating in the void, full of sores, without any breath of life.

Here, this is the place where Ningfan said the wonderful words fairy lord, but here, the people did not see the wonderful words fairy lord.

“Well... Zhao Daoyou, didn't you say that Miaoyan Xianzhen is here, why can't you see the figure of Xianzhen... didn't you say that Xianzhen has left this place...” The magic element beat drums in his heart, but his face laughed.

Doubtful, there are many people here, but Fan did not intend to confuse everyone.

Driving a crushed continent, he flew to the front of a magnificent Zhu Hong gate, provoked the rain technique and carefully perceived it inside the giant gate.

With his eyes, he could see at a glance that it was a dead door, but the others could not see it.

When the danger inside the giant door is perceived to be lower than I expected, I prefer Fan to smile and suddenly provoke the Enlightenment, flying the whole crumbling continent into it!

“This is... the dead door interface! Zhao Daoyou, you, you, why are you taking me to the Dead Gate interface? ”

“Senior Zhao, you must have entered the wrong door. Quickly leave the world! ”

“Dead door interface! It's a dead door interface! Violent! Violent! Let's go! ”

Above the crumbling continent, countless monks immediately shouted, while Ningfan's voice spread in time.

“Gentlemen, don't be restless, and look carefully, the Immortal Word, right here! ”

This is the first time that Ningfan entered the Dead Gate interface. This dead door is not empty, but full of wind and sand.

In this world, there is a huge desert floating around. Recently, the sand is golden, and then into it, the sand becomes black, and then into the depths, the sand becomes blood.

Almost every few steps in a desert hides a killing line. Brothers in shattered minds will almost certainly die if they enter the dead door and trigger the killing line here.

Fortunately, the murderous array at the entrance of this world has long been destroyed by Miaoyan Xianzhen. Without going into this world, there is no danger, which is also why Ningfan dared to drive directly into the broken continent.

Preferably staring into the bloody sand area at the heart of the desert.

There are approximately eight stone towers in the blood sand area. At the top of each stone tower, there is a penciled fairy, with only one word above the fairy.

Feng!

Each side of the eight stone towers, following the gossip direction, surrounding the central 10,000-mile area, gives a sense of viciousness.

Through the infinite wind and sand, it can be seen more rarely than ever. At the deepest end of the bloody sand region, there is a female figure struggling with hundreds of giants.

She is the Immortal Word!

Her enemies, a stone giant with a head over 100,000 feet tall, were invincible.

She, trapped in the center of eight stone towers, if she was full, could probably blow up eight stone towers and kill a way out.

But unfortunately, at this moment, she is unable to break out of the siege of eight stone towers, unless there is a friend who has been repaired to be close to the Immortal, willing to take risks and help each other...

The wonderful words of the moment, pale as paper, on a pretty face, full of bitterness.

A day has passed since she called for help from Ningfan, but Ningfan, after all, did not come to save her, which made her feel, some self-mockery, some disappointment...

“Is the Taoist still not going to save the concubine...”

“Is the concubine really dying here...”

Wonderful words, immortal pride, sigh, she has long been in a state of exhausted light, all supported by a will, waiting for rescue.

At this moment, thinking that the other person might not even try to save herself, her heart sinks and her will collapses...

But just as she was near despair, the distant void suddenly flew into a shattered continent.

A man's voice, coming out of that shattered continent, instantly entered her ears and into her heart.

The voice was clear and indifferent, but there was a slight interest in her, and she immediately smiled, and was actually a little moved.

The mysterious friend didn't abandon her, but she came to save her despite the danger!

Most of the people who fix the truth are selfish, the voice of this person is indifferent, clearly a cold person, but willing to come to save her, why...

That man, who would...

“Give me ten! Within ten cents, you will be saved from poverty! ”

(11) Nothing more, wash and sleep.