Grasping Evil

Liuhe Xianzheng has always been steady, his anger is invisible, but at this moment, he rarely shows his face because of Ningfan's killing of the drug dragon ancestors.

He never thought that Fan had the strength to kill the dragon ancestors, and he asked himself, couldn't do it...

The scene of Ningfan's sin flashed through his head, and the Six Immortals had to look a little ugly. He had difficulty with Ningfan that day, tried to test Ningfan, and fought more with Ningfan to rob the Seven Treasures Tree. At the end of the day, he didn't tear his face apart. The relationship between the two seemed to have other possibilities to mend.

Liuhe Immortal pride and pride, with four ancestral backgrounds, naturally do not fear to offend Ningfan, but do not want to be too vicious with him, only because the other party has the strength to make themselves valued. Fixing the real world, everything depends on strength.

“I had no idea that Zhao Jian was so powerful, but he could use it for my own sake. Nowadays, within the Nine Heavens, only me and Miaoyin two people Immortal Priests, if you can pull this person together, help me take the ancient passage...” Six Immortal Immortals eyes move, seems to be thinking.

At the same time, Miaoyan Xianjonglian walked gently, surrounded by light and purple starlight, slowly walked out of the 84th Palace on the seventh floor.

The entire seventh floor of the sky is filled with a gloomy cold breath. In the shadow, Miaoyan Xianzhen had to cough up lightly and his face was paler. She has accumulated too many injuries and still feels weak during this brutal robbery.

She was supposed to be closed to heal the wound, but she pressed the wound to the ninth heaven. Everything, just because she is a Zong Xianzheng, she also has a responsibility, must contribute to the taking of ancient passages for the four Zongs.

Her face was faint, moving slowly, and suddenly she was shocked, lifting her head and watching the blood of the tornado.

“This anger, this is the smell of the Dragon Ancestor... who is so powerful, in this Nine Heavens, killed the Dragon Ancestor! ”

The fall of the Magnificent Immortal Priest is not a small matter. It is not surprising.

Soon, however, she noticed a hint of Ningfan from the sickness. After a slight glimpse, she didn't know who the murderer was.

“It turns out that Zhao Daoyou... didn't he say he couldn't come to the Nine Heavens, but he came, what a man with a bad heart.” Wonderful words Xianzheng Fengfeng's lips flashed, with a little laughter, turned to think of something, the show frowned slightly.

“I don't know if Zhao Daoyou was injured in the war with the old dragon ancestors. Killing a Bangu Immortal could never be undamaged..." seemed a little worried, looking down in the direction of the heavens.

Miaoyan Xianzhen was not surprised at the strength shown by Ningfan in slaughtering Dragon Ancestors. After all, she had already seen Ningfan shoot Sanjo and Wujo, and knew that Ningfan Shentong was powerful.

Perhaps Fan is not a mighty immortal, but his strength does not allow anyone to trifle... for which the Mighty Word Immortal is deeply convinced.

All the way to the heavenly land, the blast spreads, heading straight into the seventh sky and rushing into the eighth floor.

The eighth layer is heavier and heavier, and the forest is so cold. Throughout the eighth floor, there is only one ancient green stone road, which is condensed with thick brown ice.

Four barbarian ancestors and O'Xuan walked on the same ancient road without any intention of fighting each other, each with a convergent atmosphere and a careful appearance.

Above the sky, there was no wind, but tens of thousands of ice coffins floating dead. There was silence, no sound, and no one dared to make a sound.

Until the moment the brains rushed into the eighth floor, the original silent heavens and the earth suddenly changed. An ice coffin began to tremble, and the coffin swayed, as if to open it.

In an instant, the four barbarian ancestors, Ogenzhen Xianzhen, who were quietly breaking into the palace, all suddenly raised their heads. Except for the seven ancestors' faceless faces, the rest of them all changed greatly.

Seven Journeys is in the most forward position, he has reached the 97th Palace on the 8th floor, and hopefully will soon be able to enter the 9th floor. His face was bright, the walking corpse walked like a flesh, looked up at the anger, then retracted his gaze, seemed not to see ordinary, only immersed in his world, continue to move forward.

The position of the first, second, and fourth ancestors followed closely, and O'Xuan landed at the end. Unlike the calm of the seventh ancestor, the four people could not calm down at all, and could not ignore the impending anger of heaven.

Damn it, how can there be so much rage! In the eighth floor, but don't breathe a breath!

“No! Why did such a strong brawl rush into the eighth floor!” Sizu growled in his heart, but dared not make a sound, staring dead at a floating ice coffin.

“Those things are going to wake up with all this rage. Oops!” Erzu's inner nervousness persisted. What he himself practiced was Yin Necromancer, who was good at dealing with the evil of the Death Spirit. Only those spirits had no effect on the murderer on the ground.

“Such a strong temper, which Wangu Immortal has fallen! I don't know who it is... but I have to get rid of all this bravery, and I can't wake the murderers!” O'Xuan did not dare to make a sound or release his mind to inquire into those qis. Naturally, it was the ancestors of the poisonous dragon who died, and Ningfan who killed.

No one dares to spread their minds wildly on the eighth floor, fearing that they will attract the attention of the ice coffin killers.

At a time when an ice coffin was about to open its cover, the first generation of barbarians made a decisive move. But when he saw his eyes tense and his bloody bone sword pointing at the sky, countless pieces of blood suddenly passed away in the long sky, seemingly incognito. The next moment, the Qi in the heavens and the earth slowly disappeared in the blood, and it was nowhere to be found.

As Sha Qi disappeared, the squeaky ice coffins calmed down without further signs of opening.

Here, the first generation of barbaric ancestors relieved their breath, while several others soothed the tension at the same time.

“It's dangerous, I almost woke up these murderers...” The first generation glanced at tens of thousands of ice coffins and just felt numb on the scalp.

His left sleeve seemed to be torn apart by something, revealed half his arm, over his arm, seemed to be raw by something to pull off a piece of meat, the wound was stained with black blood, and by his repair, he couldn't heal the wound...

The wound, however, was left behind by the murderer in the ice coffin. God knows how powerful the stone statues of the first barbarians are, but they can't resist the random attacks of those murderers...

It's horrible to bring out any one of those murderers.

Touching the wound on his arm, he looked at a row of ice coffins above the long sky, and the first generation of brute ancestors became more scalpy and cautious.

Those who rushed to the eighth floor of Sha Qi were instantly taken away by the first generation, and because no one dared to spread their minds on the eighth floor, to investigate those Sha Qi. It is because the old dragon ancestors died and no one knew the murderer, it is Ning Fan. The people only perceived that there was a Bangu Immortal who had fallen, and who was not known.

Sha Qi is coming from the lower level, so it seems that he is either dead or running to the lower level of the poison dragon ancestors.

Those barbarian ancestors did not care who the deceased were, but O'Xuan had some concerns.

The falling Immortal Priest, isn't it the Dragon Ancestor?

The ancestors of the poisonous dragon have two pieces of twelve Niefabel to protect themselves, and the jade charm given by the elders to protect their lives. Even if they are besieged by several immortals at the same time, they also have a certain power to protect themselves. Dead shouldn't be the Dragon Ancestor.

Perhaps the mysterious monk who took away the primacy of the Patriarch was a mighty immortal prince who was slaughtered by the ancestors of the poisonous dragon, thus leaving behind these outrageous anger.

Alternatively, it was one of the two people who was killed by Poison Dragon's ancestors, leaving behind this outrageous anger.

O'Xuan still has a lot of faith in Old Dragon's ability to save his life. His eyes were set, and he was cautiously advancing through the protection of the innate Fa Bao Fan demon.

On the outside, the True Dragon Clan has a shady face and a small green tower in his hand. The tower is a self-made space, dedicated to the priesthood of the brothers above the true dragon family.

The elder of the True Dragon clan opened his eyes in anger. He had just ordered that the dragon and O'Xuan should be separated from each other. He went forward to reclaim the starting gas, and the cards of the dragon ancestors were broken.

What does that mean? It means it's the Dragon Ancestor who went forward to regain his temper, and the Dragon Ancestor actually missed.

“Piece of shit. Piece of shit! Not only did he not regain his temper, he also lost his life! So the mysterious monk is so powerful, the dragon can't even escape! What a loser!” The dragon elders laughed furiously.

In normal times, the death of the dragon ancestors, but now it is a special time to compete for the ancient passage, the death of the dragon ancestors is extremely detrimental to the demonic race.

There were only two of us who entered the immortal priesthood of the Nine Kingdoms of Heaven. Dead Dragon ancestors, there was only one O'Xuan left. The barbarians have four barbarians, the people have two immortals, and the mysterious monk who took his breath away from them. In this case, the demons are left alone...

Now, if the demons want to seize the ancient passage, it will be difficult!

For the True Dragon Patriarch, starting gas is important, but the capture of ancient passages is even more important and cannot be lost!

If we had known that the Ancestors of the Toxic Dragon would have lost their lives in retrieving their Qi, the True Dragon Elders would never have ordered Qi to be retrieved.

The mysterious monk who lost his temper was far more powerful than he could have imagined, and he lost his life if he couldn't even let the dragon ancestors escape. Well, that's great!

Jinlong Ancestor brushed his sleeve and took a golden curtain out of his sleeve and held it in his hand.

Some demon emperors saw this scene, sucking in cold air and losing their voice, “A billion demon orders! ”

Old True Dragon didn't say a word, he just grabbed the token so hard, his heart flipped with infinite intent to kill, and he couldn't help but immediately crush the corpse.

His temper was small, his ancient passage was big, and he could no longer send O'Xuan to find his temper. This can only be put aside for a moment...

“That man has moved to the 22nd Palace on the 6th floor... very quickly...” is provoking the sensory senses of the divine, demon, cautiously reported.

On her open skin, Ning Fan walked out of the blurry shadow of the 22nd Palace on the sixth floor and immediately reported to the elders of the Zhenlong clan.

Looking at Ningfan's blurred figure, Zhenlong's eyes were colder to kill, but he laughed and laughed.

“Sixth floor, okay, good! The old man's temper is not so easy to take. When the ancient passage is over, he will surely teach you how to spit it out! ”

At a time when the True Dragon Elders were furious, the ancient emperor was deeply blinded and could not see the joy.

On the giant tablet in front of him, the name of the dragon ancestors was raw erased, which means that the demon tribe sent two immortals of the Nine Heavens to fold one person.

So there is only one immortal prince left in the demonic race, and there are three more, including Ningfan...

This seems to be extremely beneficial news for the nation, but the ancient emperor is not happy, and his expression is rather concentrated.

Together, the ancient emperor's gaze locked the eighth position of the monument, and the eighth was the position ranking of Ningfan at this moment.

Earlier, the Dragon Ancestors went to the sixth floor, and their location naturally appeared on top of the monument.

And when Ningfan arrived on the sixth floor, the two men were in the same position, and then Ancestor Poison Dragon died...

“So, most of the people who kill the dragon are this nobody. This person is powerful, and he is still a human race, but he will not be a demon or barbarian. With his help, my chances of seizing the ancient passage will increase dramatically. Afraid this man will come from a secret clan...”

Tongtian Ancient Emperor's gaze sinks. Over four days, there are numerous gates interested in ancient passages, hoping to find the keys, open the passages, and enter the legendary ancient realm of heaven and earth.

Legend has it that only by entering the ancient realm of the heavens and the earth can we find enough of the Three Kinetics and enter the third saintly realm.

Legend has it that the ancient realm of Heaven and Desolation is the only channel through which the fantasy realm enters the Purple Door Immortal Realm.

Legend again...

Tong Tian Gu Di is a quasi cult, and it has been stuck at this level for countless years, never touching the bottleneck of a saint and not being able to be holy.

He aspires to open ancient passages, enter the ancient realm of heaven and earth, and step into the realm of saints, and there are many people who think like him.

There are no more interested in ancient passages than the Ten Secret Clans. Those are the ten oldest forces in four days. The place is secretive. The powerful people of all races are countless. The four clans are also constrained by the secret clan, and they dare not contend with it.

However, the Ten Secret Clans, although interested in ancient passageways, never participated in the competition for ancient passageways.

Over the past million years, things have changed slightly, and some clans have begun to secretly solicit lords to search for ancient passages.

It seems for some reason that the top ten clans are unable to participate directly in the ancient passageway struggle...

All heaven's ancient eyes glanced, and he feared that Ningfan was sent by the clan. If Ningfan is truly a mystery, even if this man takes the ancient passageway, the ancient passageway must be owned by the mystery...

Naturally, the ancient emperor doesn't know, he thinks too much. Ningfan was not sent by the secret family at all, and had no half-heartedness for the ancient passages.

The brazen breath that is scattered between heaven and earth gradually dissipates over time. The brazen breath on Ningfan is still condensed, and the breath is cold and terrible.

How can there be a huge number of brains obtained from the slaughter of Wangu Immortals? If Fanfan had a congenital ghost, such a treasure would suppress the brains, he would be directly confused and lost by this level of brains.

In the storage bag, a token emits a million golden lights at this moment, just because Ningfan killed Dragon Ancestor, it changed a little bit.

Ningfan walked on Qingshi Ancient Road, suddenly noticed, a pack of storage bags, took out the fairy token. He neglected to kill the drug dragon ancestors, but gained a great deal of war, and his fairy seemed to be about to be promoted again.

After entering the barbaric ancient realm, Ningfan had slaughtered a number of demonic cultivation, relying on accumulated warfare, the fairy has long been elevated to the fifth grade of the Golden Immortal.

Now that we have slaughtered the Dragon Ancestors, we have naturally gained a great deal of battle power and received them, and the Immortal Token has changed again. A third of the original golden tokens have been transformed into purple jade textures, and the fairy titles recorded above the tokens have been transformed from the lower golden fairy to the middle grade!

Looks like he got promoted again.

Unfortunately, it only went up to the 5th grade.

Ning Fan looked slightly sorry and shook his head. He also slaughtered a Wangu Immortal. He thought these wars would be enough to allow Immortal to directly break through the fourth grade of the Superior of Heaven. Now it seems to be a bit of luxury.

But Fan was not aware, and within the whole four days, the fairy reaches the fifth grade, but only a few hundred people.

The vast majority of those who have been promoted to this immortal have survived millions of years of seniority, done countless tasks and made countless credits before moving step by step to this position.

Unlike Ningfan, it is extremely difficult to kill a demon Immortal on the battlefield directly, and gain the immortal of the Chinese Golden Immortal step by step.

Return the Immortal Token to the storage bag, preferring to speed up and move on. With four 12-nefabourg shields, plus the remaining eight incense rocket shields, you can break into a palace every few breaths, so that you can break into the palace much faster than any Wangu Immortal in the Nine Heavens.

Qingshi ancient road, at first you can still see the constant thunder, then forward, the thunder will gradually disappear, replace, is the shady smell.

On the ancient road, on the corner of the palace, there was gradually some frost. Occasionally, there will be one or two empty ice coffins, drifting far and away.

On ancient roads, there is occasionally a black gray heap of beaches. Above the ash heap, there is a very strong yin qi, preferring to repair the body of the demon, especially the perception of those yin qi.

The top five layers of the Nine Heavens have no pubic air, but starting from the sixth layer, the higher the pubic air seems to be...

Along the way, Ningfan did not encounter a palace that added brutal blood, which was not quite what he had previously thought.

As he approached the 74th Palace on the sixth floor, an ancient ice coffin, displayed on a cloud, suddenly blew up its cover.

Along the way, Ningfan has encountered many empty coffins, but this ice coffin is not empty!

At the moment of the coffin's flight, there was a cold, gloomy smell that immediately locked Fan away. At the next moment, a black shadow smelled like rot and rushed to Ning Fan's eyes.

That's too fast, under the Venerable Immortal. Few people can escape the shadow attack!

Nine heavens forbid the sky, preferring to be unable to fly, or unable to escape, but the look is not disturbing, without saying a word, directly prompt the four seven star demon lamps to protect the side, toward the dark shadow.

This demon lamp had seven, but by the time it was taken from the dragon's ancestors, it had been severely damaged and damaged three, leaving only four.

Though powerful, it is an amazing set of Twelve Neptune defenses.

But the shadow saw and didn't see the four demon lamps flying to face, waved directly to the four demon lamps and grabbed them.

The big hand and Pharaoh bombarded each other, but it made a collision sound of gold iron. It spread hugely. Four demonic lamps flew backwards, and the shadow did not retreat for half a step, and rushed towards Ningfan again.

Ningfan only saw this clearly. This shadow is an ancient corpse that has rotted for many years. The crumbling face can no longer see its original appearance. There are no eyeballs in the orbit, but there is a ghost flash of green.

The smell of rot on the face came, and Ningfan suddenly raised his hand. The clutch sword had been held in his hand, and it was convenient to cut down a sword towards the front.

Yunhai was directly split apart by the sword of Ningfan. In the face of such a fierce sword, the ancient corpse could not escape. Ren Jianmang cut it on his body and directly shook it out. He left a very shallow dent in his chest, but it was not damaged at all!

Ningfan looked at the depression and looked at it.

If the seven-star demon lamp can't defend itself from the attack of the ancient corpse, after all, the demon lamp has damaged the eyes, it can already be greatly reduced.

But the clutch sword is undamaged. With Ning Fanshu, it is not possible to use all the power of this sword, but it should not be the only effect.

Not that the clutch sword is too weak, but that the flesh of the ancient corpse is too strong, strong enough to directly shake the attack of the Twelve Nephables!

“I, Zidou, the immortal... born of rebellion... have no remorse...”

“Life and death are all purple beasts...”

In the empty orbit of the ancient corpse, suddenly burst out an infinite killing machine, step apart, instantly came, spoken a plain word, the bright claw directly toward Ningfan Heavenly Spirit.

Ningfan waved the clutch sword again, and shook the ancient corpse at a distance of ten, but the force of countershock also made him step back. Between the dodges, the eyes were clear, and the ancient corpse spoke intermittently.

Purple Dou...

Is this ancient corpse from Purple Dow Immortal Realm? Was it a monk under the Purple Dow Immortal Throne?

The ancient corpse grinned his teeth once again and roared straight at Ningfan. There seems to be no other atheism but a single, powerful attack on the flesh. However, the power of grasping is that no one is allowed to be small, and his hand is enough to rival the blow of the Twelve Nephables!

The only thing I need to do right now is save my life from this corpse.

This corpse is extremely strong and cannot be hurt by Pharaoh alone. It is not necessarily possible to injure an ancient corpse by practicing spells based on Ningfan Shu.

Only this ancient corpse gave Ningfan a rather familiar feeling that he had felt before in the hands of the commander of the Undead Vessel.

The eyes were gleaming, the vein of the avenue became clear in Ningfan's eyes, only one eye, Ningfan saw through all the ancient corpses, and thought of a countermeasure.

This ancient corpse, in fact, is just an empty shell. The flesh, though strong, is extremely weak inside, only to thrive in a breath of immortality. If that smell disappears, the corpse will immediately become an empty shell.

Rather than destroying the ancient body positively, there is a way to remove the immortality from the ancient body, making it an empty shell.

From the hands of the ancient emperor, he learned Yin Yang Five Swords, Heavenly Sword Slashing Luck, Earth Sword Slashing Power, Human Sword Slashing Life, Divine Sword Slashing Dao, Ghost Sword Slashing Reading.

The sword of the slaughter, having slaughtered the commander of the immortal vein, against the breath of immortality in this ancient corpse, will surely have a remarkable effect.

Ningfan turned ruthless, took a short step back, raised the clutch sword violently, the sword finger ancient corpse! With the power running, above the tip of the sword, is Xu Xu cage on the moon white sword light.

The swordsman seemed flat, but fell into the eyes of the ancient corpse, but let him live and hold his footsteps. His expression was unprecedented and he dared not approach.

The ancient corpse had little intelligence, and the previous intermittent speech was only the result of a premortem obsession. Perhaps he is a true monk of the Purple Dou Immortal Domain, and before he dies, he has a strong obsession to speak those words after he dies.

At this moment, however, he was just a dead man, a corpse, without previous emotions, memories, or intelligence.

From above Ningfan's sword, the ancient corpse instinctively perceived a slight fatal crisis, as if nailed, standing still, staring dead at Ningfan, confronting each other at a distance of ten.

“Stand down! Otherwise, I'll kill your immortality! ”

Ning Fan's eyes suddenly cold, the ancient corpse seemed to understand, dashed a few steps back, slightly trembled.

For a long time, he turned around and flew back to the ice coffin. Where dare he attack Ningfan?

Seeing the ancient corpse retreated, Ningfan gazed heavily and proceeded, crossing the last palace all the way to the top of the sixth floor of the sky.

At the moment of his arrival, there were immediately more than a dozen ancient coffins flying from far and near.

But as soon as I saw the coffin fly, twelve shadows immediately attacked Ningfan. None of them were rotten ancient corpses. It seemed to me that Ningfan would be prevented from climbing the seventh floor. It was a strange roar.

Intermittent, there are also several ancient corpses, whispering low, saying all the same sentence.

“Life and death are all purple beasts...”