Grasping Evil

Refining a six-color incense rocket is just a test of the veracity of a candle bow statement.

Ningfan bent his hand and brought in the gourd. A little more, the gourd immediately hovered in a slippery circle and flew a little towards the old man with the candle bow.

The flying speed was extremely slow, but as it approached, it gave the candlebow old man a very heavy sense of oppression like a mountain.

The old man with the candle bow reached out to pick up the gourd. He didn't know how to catch it. His palms immediately came under heavy pressure. That kind of heavy, over his load capacity. But when he heard a bang, his whole bowling body was crushed directly into a little phosphor.

The gourd burst into the ground of the cave, and the whole mountain began to shake. The phosphorescent condensation, the candlebow old man reappeared, and when I looked at the gourd, I was a little shocked.

He naturally realized that the gourd was an innate spirit, but did not expect it to be so heavy. This heavy, derived from the innate purple gas in the gourd, the heavier it is, the more powerful the innate purple gas contained in the gourd.

“Master! You are a gourd, if you refine it as a natural magic treasure, it will probably not be anything! ”

“... this gourd hasn't condensed into a treasure yet, but the little bow has a way of condensing it step by step and gradually into a bow...”

“Gourd bow! If there was such a congenital gourd bow... hey... so...”

The candlebow old man's eyeballs rolled around and his eyes grew hot with a few nasty laughs.

He was sealed by Ningfan and could not escape. The seal could not be broken with his strength, and as the years passed, it deepened a little deeper into his spirit and became more entrenched.

Without external help, he was convinced that he had no hope of breaking the seal in his life.

But if he can warm up a congenital level gourd bow, even if it is only a daughter-in-law shape, he also has a good grasp, using the power of the bow to open the seal.

“Hey hey, as long as this Sha Xing gives this gourd to the old man to feed, the old man needs up to a thousand years to grow the gourd into a bow shape. At that time, with this bow power, my husband will tear the seal apart. It will never be difficult to escape the demons of Sha Xing...”

“Do something to get the gourd from this Sha Xing's hand! This is about my husband's escape plan! Gourd, gourd, my husband's happiness for the rest of his life depends on you! ”

When I think of the day when I can regain my freedom, the old man with the candle bow laughs more obscenely and his whole face is like a daisy blossom.

The words of the candle bow make Ning Fan's eyes sparkle and seem to move deliberately.

The first step in refining the congenital Fa Bao is to allow the alchemy materials to absorb the power of heaven and earth, the Sun and Moon Essence, and evolve the Fa Bao prototype by themselves.

This step must be taken naturally and cannot be helped from outside, otherwise it affects the power of the treasure of birth.

Pharaoh condenses himself at extremely slow speeds, taking millennia for short, and millions of years for many. However, if higher grade appliances are incorporated into the refiner material and the spirit is warmed from the inside out, the time of condensation can be greatly reduced.

Ningfan never considered what kind of magic trophy to refine the gourd into. The gourd bow seems to be a good option as well.

But...

Ning Fan glanced slightly, sweeping the old man's candle bow, and some of the latter's careful thoughts naturally could not conceal his eyes, silenced for a moment, and sank,

“We'll talk about the gourd later, quickly refine the Six-Colour Rocket! ”

“Hey, Master, let's talk about this gourd...”

“Shut up and feed your blood bow! ”

“Don't! The master is angry, the little one refines the arrow now, the arrow now...”

The old man with the candle bow glanced at the gourd on the ground, but also understood that this was not the time to strike this gourd idea.

“Hey, refine the arrows first! As long as you keep your life and the gourd thing, you can plan slowly...”

The old man with the candle bow raised his hand and pointed at the gourd on the ground. The killing incense of the gourd immediately smoked out of his mouth.

See, the candlebow old man sat on his knees, his hands together, and all the killing incense flames poured forward towards him, a little bit, into a phantom arrow.

In an instant, the phantom arrow shadow solidified, as the candlebow old man strangled the propaganda fingers, held in his palm, began to change color.

At first it was colorful, but then the incense rocket grew in color, turning into two colors, three colors, four colors...

With every extra color of incense rocket, Wei Neng greatly improves. At the end of the day, this arrow comes in six colors. The Xiao Su killing machine that comes out on the arrow body is enough to make any broken mind look good!

In the moment of incense rocket formation, the candlebow old man suddenly stood up, hurriedly let go, afraid to touch the arrow body.

The incense rocket took off on its own and circled slowly in the cave, sending out an arrow that made people breathe stuffy.

Hidden, more cologne hissing sounds, uploaded from the arrows, with a very mundane aura.

“Hey, master, look, the six-color incense rocket has been refined...” the old man with the candle bow lost his smile, cautiously against Ning Fan Dao.

This six-color arrow is of average quality, not too high or low, but he plays normally, and I don't know if it will satisfy Ningfan.

It takes a very short time to refine this arrow, but it loses one-tenth of the bowing power of the candlebow old man and takes time to recover.

A six-color incense rocket, using one percent of the killer incense fires in the gourd, is not insignificant in terms of the magnitude of the base of the incense.

Ning Fan glanced at the arrow and his eyes sparkled. One hand bent, the six colored arrows no longer circled, slowly descended and was held in the palm by Ningfan.

Just one grip, the arrow immediately lit a six-color flame, dazzling.

In the trance, it seems like an illusion appeared in front of Fan Fan's eyes, as if at this moment, there are hundreds and trillions of barbarians, with tears of blood, praying to themselves!

They prayed with determination, not knowing how many thousands of years had gone on, creating a killing incense, too strong a scent!

The illusion flashed away, and Ningfan's heart was soon awakened by the scorching heat of his palms.

The incense rocket in the palm of my hand, it's terribly hot! Everything that touches this arrow will burn!

Above this arrow, a powerful force was sent out, directly shocking Ningfan Tiger mouth, flying out of hand, and flying again.

Shocked by the enormous force, Ning Fan was shaken and stepped back ten steps in the cave, his gaze was concentrated.

Spread your hands, your palms are burned and you smell bad!

“I can't grasp this arrow by myself!” Ningfan's gaze shook.

Seeing Ning Fan shake the arrow with his bare hands, the old man with the candle bow slipped slightly and then couldn't hold his head, hey smile.

Six colored incense rockets have too heavy a killing scent. Even if you miss the old monster, you will be burned by the power of the killing incense fire. Even his archer, the one who refined the arrow, dared not touch the arrow.

This arrow is extremely powerful, one arrow can shoot and other idle ideas, but mastering this arrow requires qualification!

No one is qualified to fly this very special incense rocket! In the eyes of the candlebow old man, only his first master, Zulong Candlestick, was eligible!

“Master, are you all right? What, your old man was burned by incense rockets! The little one is in my eyes, it hurts! ”

“Damn it! Damn it, I forgot to remind the master that this arrow can't be touched casually. Only if the master takes Dan medicine to resist the smell of killing can he touch it slightly... the former master of Xiao Bo said that mastering this arrow requires qualification...”

The old man with the candle bow was worried. He seemed extremely concerned about Ningfan, but he was in a tragedy.

Happy, naturally it is preferred that Fan do not force himself. He tries to fix it in the middle of nowadays by holding the arrow in his hand, but he takes his own humiliation and is burned by the arrow.

“This Sha Xing is really uncompromising, Wajin medium-term cultivation, like holding a six-color incense rocket, even the former master, after cultivating the realm of Wangu Immortal dignity, he dared to directly hold the arrow with his hand. ”

“The former master said that to master the arrow, it was not enough to cultivate it, but it also required a little enlightenment... which seemed to be the only way to qualify for total mastery. Otherwise, even with the help of Dan's medicine, the arrow can be forcibly manipulated, and when the bow is opened, it can only be used with a little power...”

“Unfortunately, unfortunately, this Sha Xing does not seem to have such qualifications. ”

The old man with the candle bow was happy and happy, but preferred to think of the word 'qualification’ in his words.

“Do you still need qualifications to master this arrow...”

The burns on the palm of the palm are healed immediately by the starlight, while the ghost surface reveals a hidden sense of excitement.

The surrounding braziness gradually gushed out, and Ningfan raised his hand again and grabbed the incense rocket, which circled upwards, and ingested it directly into his hand.

Once this arrow is in hand, it once again sends out a huge force, trying to earn Ningfan's hand. With tremendous force, Ningfan stepped back a few steps, stabilized his figure, but his eyes were resolute, never let go, let go of this arrow!

This time, he took nine steps backwards, every step backwards, leaving a deep footprint on the stone floor of the cave.

His breath, a little messy, but this time, arrows, didn't earn palms! His hand wasn't burned at all!

“Shh! This Sha Xing actually manipulated, unharmed grabbed the Rocket of Six Colors!” The candlebow old man's heart pounded, some incredible.

Even his former master could not hold the Six-Colour Arrow without external force until he had been cultivated as Wangu Immortal Priest.

But Fan did it... but it seemed different from when the master clapped the arrows.

“Is this Sha Xing, like his predecessor, qualified for the Palm Arrow?! ”

“The former master relied on the power of the Palm Arrow Path to master this arrow. This Sha Xing also had some understanding of the Palm Arrow Path! ”

“But, no, my lord said, if you understand the way of the arrow, you will not be rejected by it at all, nor will you retreat...”

In his eyes, it was not seen that Ningfan, relying on the power of the congenital ghost, forcibly suppressed the power of the incense rocket.

Therefore, he was somewhat confused about Nine Steps Backwards after Nine Impact Rockets.

Ningfan looked at the six-color arrow in his palm. There was a little weight in his eyes and a little confusion.

“Nine steps... I used the power of the congenial ghost to suppress the power of this arrow fire, but I was still shocked nine steps...”

“The reason I was shocked wasn't because I wasn't strong enough, but because... this arrow was rejecting me...”

“The reason it rejects me seems... to have something to do with the rules...”

“If this arrow is not truly conquered, it will weaken considerably...”

Ningfan silenced slightly, removing the power of suppressing the six-color arrow, the palms instantly sent a burning sensation.

He had to release the arrow again and let it fly again.

This arrow is powerful, it's not weak. He has felt the power of this arrow himself.

If this arrow comes out, it should not be a lie if an arrow shoots and crushes an early master!

This arrow is extraordinary! And it's just a six-color incense rocket. If it were a seven-color incense rocket, how powerful would it be?

An arrow hurts ordinary Vancouver Immortals, it's not a lie to come!

However, Ningfan also felt that the power of this arrow could only be used to shoot specific targets.

This arrow, condensed by the incense of killing, stems from the hatred of countless dead barbarians.

Those who hated not only Fan Lianshui, but also all the great enemies who wanted to harm the barbarians.

This hatred is the vengeance of extermination. It is also deeply attached to the barbarians, and therefore the scope of hatred is wider.

From this incense rocket, I'd rather feel a will: Anyone who opposes the barbarians, whoever they are, is the enemy of this arrow!

The enemies of non-barbarians, even if shot by an arrow, will not suffer much damage. This is the limitation of killing incense fires...

Unless they are rabbis practising hatred, they cannot ignore this limitation by shooting at innocent people.

Nowadays, there are many enemies of the barbarians, there are demonic cultivation, there are barbarians, there are ancient statues of the barbarians, all slaughtering the barbarians with impunity.

Therefore, in barbaric land, this arrow can shoot barbarian beasts, can shoot demon repair, and can shoot barbarian ancestors from generations. Although it is limited, it is also extremely useful.

“Candle bow, your six-color arrow is useful, the blood bow is yours to devour! Once you've eaten the blood bow, start refining the seven colored arrows! ”

“I want to understand this arrow and not disturb me until you've swallowed the bloody bow! ”

After handing over the blood bow spirit to the candle bow, Ningfan kneeled in the cave, closed his eyes to enlighten.

He was enlightened, naturally, by the credentials of the arrow!

See Ningfan enter the state of consciousness, the candle bow naturally dares not disturb. At this moment, he, listening to Ningfan let him eat the blood bow, has overjoyed. He only wants to eat the blood bow quickly, and has no interest in Ningfan's affairs.

He smiled, walked closer, picked up the bloody bow, revealed an extremely obscene look, stretched his tongue, a bite, licked it on the bloody bow, seemed to enjoy it immensely.

With each lick, the blood bow spirituality decreases slightly and flows into his body. He dared not speak too loudly, afraid that Ning Fan would blame him. The process was too beautiful. Fortunately, he preferred not to look, otherwise he feared that he would be disgusted...

The phagocytosis process lasted for almost three days. After the phagocytosis was completed, the candle bow augmented a lot, and the grade of bow spirit improved markedly.

Although the distance from the congenital level is still very wide, its ranking in the congenital level is already near its peak.

I noticed that my bow spirits were greatly improved and the candle bow was not close to my mouth. As for the bloody bow, all the bone scum that was eaten by the candle bow...

During the three days that the candle bow devoured the blood bow, Ningfan sat in the cave all the time, silent.

For three days, Ning Fan has not moved half the time, and has always been aware of something.

On the first day, there was a force of mind in him, and what he understood was arrowheads.

Situations, which are the prototype of the avenue, are the power of the first step of a monk's lifetime awareness. Taking Ningfan Duzhen as the medium term repair, it is not very difficult to understand the meaning of the arrow.

With the passage of time, the power of the arrowhead continued to increase. When the second day arrived, the power of the arrowhead had become the power of the arrowhead.

The next day, Ningfan was enlightening the arrows.

The arrows in the eyes of Fan, once the bow is opened, will never turn back.

One word of the arrow, under which is the front, and the front, which refers to the past without forward, without repentance.

Rather, the way of Fan is obedience, and the arrows have shadows of obedience. So it is not difficult to understand.

It was also the first time that Ningfan came to enlighten the arrow, and the first time that he felt that his personality fitted so well with the arrow.

On the third day, he was still flowing with the power of the arrow, but in that power, there was gradually more things that were unclear and unclear.

His whole body seemed to turn into an arrow, one that would never turn back once the bow was opened.

And the heavens and the earth that surround him, with arrows, converge. It's an arrow in the heavens and the earth. He can sense it, but he can't control it.

“The arrow qualifies me today, not yet... but one day...”

On the third day, Ningfan opened his eyes and stood up. Go and grab the six-color arrow, but this time, it's only six steps back...

He didn't say much, sealed the six-color arrow and swept away the candle bow.

See that the candle bow has successfully swallowed the blood bow, and the grade has risen, so that the candle bow can refine the seven colored arrows.

“Hey, Master, don't worry, the little bow has swallowed up the bloody bow and is strong. At least 20% of refining a seven-color arrow! Master's killing incense fire has so many more, the bow can at least refine five colorful arrows!” When the seven colored arrows have been refined, may the master take the gourd... ”

The candle bow looked covetously at the gourd and licked his tongue, still playing the gourd idea.

“Talk about the gourd after you've refined the seven colored arrows! Quick brewing arrows! ”

Ningfan glanced, the candle bow immediately shut his mouth, his butt upside down refined the seven colored arrows, his face was extremely proud, as if to him, refining the seven colored arrows was easy.

Soon, however, the candle bow would not be pleasant.

Refining colorful arrows is based on refining colorful arrows.

Before he swallowed a blood bow, he had almost 10% success in refining the seven colored arrows. After swallowing the blood bow, the count has been as much as 20%.

Twenty percent, by chance, is the success of one of the five arrows. Failed arrows, the grade will stay at the six color level.

Unfortunately, the candle bow seemed unlucky today, and it took nine arrows in a row to barely forge the first seven-color arrow. The second seven-color arrow was then refined after six failed attempts. After that, he failed eight times, very reluctantly refining the third...

The fourth arrow hasn't been refined yet. The killing incense inside the gourd has been exhausted by him...

“Is that what you call 20%? I thought you said you could at least refine five colored arrows! ”

Ningfan's eyes swept cold and immediately frightened the candle bow, constantly explaining why he was unlucky today.

In these explanations, it is preferable that Fan merely chirp.

In fact, from Ningfan's experience, it is completely clear that the failure rate of candle bows to refine arrows today is high, and it is all a matter of mentality.

This heartfelt city is so bad, after eating up the bloody bow, the grade rises, and it begins to be proud, leading to frequent mistakes in the refining of arrows...

To be perfectly honest, this is an outrage. It can't be praised, it can't make him proud.

Ningfan turned to the dozens of incense rockets hovering around the cave. Back and forth, the candle bow refined a total of 24 six-color arrows and 3 seven-color arrows.

The power of six colored arrows can be eliminated by one arrow and broken in the early days. Today's barbaric wilderness, the power of immortality is forbidden. Under immortality, I'm afraid no one can take the power of six colored arrows and one arrow!

The power of seven colored arrows can strike a great deal of ancient immortality with three colored arrows in your hand. Even if you encounter the ancestors of poisonous dragons, even if you encounter an ancient statue of a barbarian ancestor again, Ningfan is not afraid!

With these arrows, Ningfan is now in a desolate situation, so he really has the power to protect himself!

Looking at these incense rockets, I'd rather be in a trance and see no barbarian praying to him, begging him, begging him to fight, avenging them!

The object of revenge, naturally, is the murderers who brought them here...

“These arrows will eventually come in handy! ”

Ningfan waved his hand and sealed these incense rockets in a storage bag.

Seeing Ningfan didn't mean to blame himself for the failure of the arrow refining, the heart of the candle bow was safe, and he began planning Ningfan's innate gourd.

“Master, does your gourd need a little help to keep him warm? If necessary, a small wish to help the dog and horse. ”

“Master, look at this gourd. It's a good embryo for bow-making. If you don't give it a little warmth, it's a wild thing. ”

“Master... just give the little one a chance to repay you! Let the little one help you keep the gourd! ”

The candle bow old man pleaded bitterly, seeking only Ningfan's gourd, for the opportunity to break the seal.

Anything that Ning Fan had just wanted to say, suddenly his gaze dimmed and he seemed to feel something.

The rain flashed in his eyes, his eyes seemed to penetrate directly into the Xuan Yin Realm, and he saw a scene outside the realm.

“Want a gourd, yes! Ning gave you a chance to perform! Kill all enemies, this gourd will lend you a use, what's the harm! ”

Ningfan's index finger turned towards the candle bow a little bit, and the candle bow shivered, immediately returning to the shape of a long bow at the corner of the dragon.

Leave the gourd in the cave, prefer to hold a long bow and step out of the shadow!

Though he crossed the Xuan Yin, he noticed two killings coming straight from the outside world.

Those two killers originated from two ancient statues!

Three generations of barbarians, statues of Fan!

Five generations of barbarian ancestors, the statue of Fan Xuanding!

“The breath of the fairy princess is on this broken continent! Finally, we found her! ”

In the void, two ancient statue giants set foot in the void, facing the broken continent.

Magic Elements and others manipulating the flight of the continent were astonished when they saw the fierce approaching of the two giants.

If they are not mistaken, these two approaching images are very similar to those of the sixth barbarian ancestry that they encountered a few days ago.

(11) Nothing more, wash and sleep.