Grasping Evil

The eyeballs are strangely speculative and do not look like arrows of nothing.

Rather, Fan gazed slightly, and when he entered the Nine Heavens, he was indeed given the likeness of the ancients.

The ancient statue on the ninth floor gave Ningfan a lot of barbaric blood, which made him eat barbaric blood and improved his rank.

The ancient statue invited Ningfan to the ninth floor several times to meet, saying that the blessing of Ningfan Barbarian God...

Is that the old man, the Yin Ink Ancestor in the mouth of the Eyeball Monster?

Are you really being reckoned with by the old man without knowing it?

Ning Fan believed in the general suspicion, looked at the Yuan God for a second, and found that Yuan God sat steadily in Dantian. His breath was calm, and there seemed to be no abnormality.

“Just look with your eyes, you can't see the anomaly of the Numen. Old man Yin Ink's blessing technique is not that simple... boy, you know how to kill a sword technique, it should be the legend of the ancient emperor. In your body, there are four forces: God, Demon, Demon, and Robbery. Hey, hey, there's more to this than the ancient mess, but you're blue out of blue...”

Eyeball monsters have terrible eyesight and seem to be able to see through all the secrets on Ningfan.

“Try to get the Numen to know... after trying, you will know that your Numen are in trouble.” Eyeball monster said.

He nodded and closed his eyes. Ningfan, sitting on his knees in the middle of Dantian, opened his eyes at this moment.

The Numen would rather try to fly out of the flesh, which is an extremely simple thing for any monk above the Divine God.

But the next scene surprised Ning Fan greatly.

His Numen just wanted to fly out of his body, immediately blocked by an invisible force, but could not fly out of his flesh!

“Hey, did you finally find out, your Numen, you can't leave the body anymore, you've been counted by Yin Mo's old man! The blood he gave was not so easy to take. Take it and pay the price!” The eyeballs say in a sad and glorious manner.

“Try again to see if you can get the Numen into practice.” Eyeball monster said.

Rumor has it that the Numen are quiet and kneeling in the flesh, starting to run Mana Sunday.

One week, two weeks, three weeks... for every additional week of operation, Ningfan can improve a little magic by practicing.

The increase in power, albeit minimal, is also considered an increase.

However, when Ningfan ran to the 46th Sunday, the Numen suddenly came with a sharp pain, a pale face and coughed up blood.

The previous 45 Sundays cultivated magic power, on this 46th Sunday, dissipate as much as possible!

“Go on!” said the eyeball monster.

Yuanjin preferred to take a deep breath and start running the 47th Sunday, then everything was normal, but when he practiced until the 96th Sunday, he coughed up blood again, before practicing with all his powers, and tried to dissipate the clouds of smoke!

46! 96!

“By the 156th Sunday, the magic will be gone! Then, 226, 306, 396, 496, 606, 726, 856, 996. The Barbarians are a thousand a week, a thousand a turn. From 46 to 996, a total of 11 numbers divide a full round into twelve parts. A round of twelve robberies must be experienced, a barbarian deduction to Heaven's Way. ”

“You have been blessed by the old man Yin Ink. The so-called blessing is actually a curse. You must have heard of the curse. One of the most powerful places of this kind is to kill people invisible and unprotected. Among mortals, there is a kind of witchcraft. Write the other person's birthday on the puppet and stab him with a needle, and he can kill people every thousand miles. This witchcraft is a curse. ”

“There are no problems with the puppets themselves, but after writing the eighth birthday, they can be linked to the cause and effect of the cursed. Likewise, the brutal blood given to you by the Yin Mo Old Man is fine in itself, but if you take the brutal blood, you have a causal link with him. That's barbaric blood, it's the medium. If he wants to curse you, you'll get away with it. ”

“Old Yin Ink's blessing technique will trap your Numen in the flesh and will cause problems with your powers to run. Eleven out of every thousand Sundays will be self-inflicted, and you will never be able to improve your powers through painstaking repairs until you break the art of blessing. ”

The stranger the eyeballs, the colder Ningfan's eyes become.

I can't believe he's being reckoned with! Without the Eyeball Monster reminder, I'm afraid he wouldn't have discovered so early that the Numen couldn't leave the body.

“Ancestor Yin Ink, but this man!” I prefer the consciousness to return to the flesh, opening my eyes and pointing a little in front of me.

At one point, a projection immediately appeared in front of him, projecting exactly the scene he had seen on the ninth floor.

Grey moon, myriad weird dead stone statues, and an old stone statue sitting on the throne.

“Nice. This guy is Yin Ink. How about now you believe you're under his control? Do you want to rip his revenge? Hey, hey, join hands with my husband. Let's kill him! How about that?” Eyeballs laughed sadly.

“Seniors should be able to see through the real cultivation of seniors, right?” I'd rather not answer the question.

“Hey, nature can see through. The ancient divine realm is truly in the middle of nowhere, the ancient demonic realm is in the early Xuan Dynasty, and the ancient demon realm is the first Ni. A real bloodthirsty star. Although it possesses four powers, there is no 'fusion into one’, unfortunately, if it can be fused..." Eyeball monster's eyes slip around, I don't know what to count.

“What is seniors for?” Ningfan asked.

“Me? I'm just an eyeball with a fart fix. But to put it this way, my husband's manipulation is about the equivalent of the Seventh Bangor's Immortal Emperor, um, the one in charge.” The eyeballs answered strangely.

“Ancestor Yin Mo, what is it? ”

The eyeball monster suddenly silenced, hesitating for a moment, slightly sighed, “I've been separated from him for years, and now I don't know what he's done. He can't break through the realm of saints, which is certain, but under saints... I'm afraid he's invincible... at least in your fantasy realm, no one is his opponent. Ten quasi-jihadists from the fantasy world may be able to compete with the Yin Ink of today. ”

Ten quasi-jihadists can barely compete with the ancients!

The ancient likeness of Fan's eyes is much more powerful than he imagined.

“Why did you ask the younger generation to help you kill when the younger generation was known to be low? I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help you. ”

Ningfan looked cold.

He doesn't like to be reckoned with. With his individuality, he is reckoned with. He must fight back.

However, the man who counted him was too strong. Ancestor Yin Mo alone could rival ten quasi-sancestors. He can't fight back.

“Hey, your trim is really a little low, in the dark eye, you're probably just an ant. Don't say it's you, even if you're an old man, I'm afraid it's just a grasshopper in the old man's eyes. If we fight in front of each other, even if we join forces, we will die for nothing. There is no chance of killing Ancestor Yin Mo. But I don't intend to face Yin Ink. My husband has a plan to fight Yin Ink! If this program is to succeed, it will depend on your kill sword skills! This is the root reason why my husband asked for your help!

In the state of your blessing at this moment, if you join hands with your husband, 30% will grasp Yin and Die Yin ink! If my husband helps you break the blessing technique, the count can be increased to 40%! If the old man helps you again, use the years seal tower here, so that the four forces in your body can merge together, your strength can certainly be greatly advanced, your chances of success can be raised to 50%! ”

“50% chance to kill Yin Ink! Why don't you join forces with your husband and fuck him? ”

“Hey, hey, don't be too busy refusing. My husband can clearly tell you that if you don't help, there is absolutely no other way. Take a look at this Jade Jane, give it to you, take a look, take your time to think about my husband's proposal, no hurry. This copper tower has been sealed for 10 years. My husband can wait here for you for 10 years and give you 10 years to think about it! ”

As soon as the eyeballs were swept away, a grey jade appeared in front of Ningfan and flew towards Ningfan.

Immediately afterwards, Eyeball Monster turned into a pile of magic treasures and gave them to Ning Fan. There are candle bows, incense rockets, clutch swords, and other treasures, all of which Ningfan had previously taken.

“Here you go. Here you go. Here you go. Okay, well, you can go back and think about it. My husband has to shut you down, so I won't leave you for tea. ”

The eyeballs were so intelligent that Ningfan, along with his plethora of magic treasures, was instantly sent out of the cave by a gentle gray light.

Lots of twelve Niefabel, such as the clutch sword, are actually called broken copper and rotten iron by eyeballs... rather than laugh bitterly, this eyeballs strange eyes are really too high.

I was trying to read the Jade Jane given to me by the Eyeball Monster, but it was interrupted by a noisy noise.

“Master! Bow finally saw you again! Whoa, whoa! Bow never wants to leave his master again!” The candle bow bent over and tried to pounce into Ningfan's arms to cry, but was kicked open by Ningfan.

“Master, you're cold, you're heartless, you kicked me!” The candle bow is more grievous.

“It's disgusting, don't jump.” Ning Fan smoked the corner of his mouth, the candle bow was a dirty old man, he didn't want to be thrown into his arms by a dirty old man.

“Master, I must be faithful to you in the future. Please don't let that eyeball monster take me away again. It's terrible!” The heart of the candle bow palpitated.

After being captured by the Eyeball Monster, he was locked in a large iron stove specializing in smelting magic treasures.

He was almost melted by eyeballs along with clutch swords and other 'broken copper and rotten iron'.

Pharaoh smelts it out and can be recast. But he is a bow spirit. It belongs to the organ spirit. If it smelts, it becomes ash, and there is nothing left!

He almost got killed by an eyeball monster, okay?

He is also the next innate bow spirit. At least he followed the Zulong candle out of the war and fell into the hands of the Eyeball Monster. He was almost treated as garbage smelting!

Stay close to Ning Fan. If you don't talk so cheaply, your life won't be in danger...

The candle bow decided, he must be loyal to Ning Fan in the future. If Ning Fan is betrayed, it will be a huge loss if someone picks it up and smelts it.

“An eyeball monster in the district dared to smell me! If there's a chance, it must be a shame. That eyeball monster, a shame before the snow!” The candle bow thought viciously.

Ning Fan ignored the candle bow, put away a magic treasure and looked back at Jade Jane.

In Jade Jane, the record is the introduction of the Blessing Art of the Barbarian God. After reading it, Ning Fan's face turned iron and blue.

This is the magic of God's blessing. It's so insidious!

People in the middle surgery, the Numen will be trapped in the flesh, and there will be problems in the operation of magic. On the 46th day of surgery, the Numen of the Chinese surgeon will dissolve one eleventh and become a nourishing body.

On Day 96, the Numen will dissolve another eleventh.

Day 156, Day 226, Day 306... the Numen will dissolve once more until Day 996, when the Numen will dissolve thoroughly.

The Numen's complete dissolution means that the middleman dies, but the middleman's body will be perfectly preserved. It will even become stronger by absorbing the power of the Numen and retain some of the divine powers of the Chinese surgeon.

In the future, if anyone takes over this body, it will fit perfectly with this body and master some of the strength of the middle-schooler.

Ancestor Yin Mo planted the art of blessing Ningfan's savage gods. He certainly wanted to dissolve Ningfan's Numen step by step and after killing Ningfan, seize Sheningfan's flesh!

What kind of blessing is that?

The art of blessing the Barbarian gods is the strongest divine mastery of the Barbarian tribe. Few people can break this technique under the saints!

There are only two ways to break this technique. One is to have the strength of a saint and force it to break. Second, get help.

There are also two situations where someone can help. One is to find someone stronger than the saints and help them disperse themselves. The second is to find a strong man of the barbarian race at the Immortal Emperor level and hold a ritual of barbaric blood sacrifice in order to break the art of blessing.

Saints, rather than nature can find them. If he could find it, he wouldn't want to break up and fix it.

He does not have the strength of a saint himself. In order to break the art of blessing, he can only seek the help of a powerful Immortal Barbarian.

If the blessing is not broken, in 996 days, he will die...

In Jade Jane, the eyeball monster brazenly recommended himself. He is a strong Immortal Barbarian, although he only has one eyeball left.

“Hey, little buddy, think about it. You help my husband kill Yin Ink, my husband helps you break the blessing technique and gives you a sculpture. If you don't agree, my husband won't force you, but when your Numen are dissolved, you won't regret it.” Jade Jane's last words are a reminder from Eyeball Monster to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's eyes slightly sunk, put away Jade Jane, disc knee on a river, try to crack the blessing technique on his own strength.

For a whole month, Ningfan tried over the river, trying to free the Numen from the flesh, but failed to spit blood once.

With his fix, the blessing technique cannot be broken. Thirty days have passed and it will be almost 46 days.

On the 46th day, his Numen will dissolve one eleventh... and he has sensed that his Numen have a hint of collapse...

Either agree to Eyeball Monster's request and join forces to kill Yin Mo Ancestor. Or die...

Alternatively, he may choose to forcibly leave the place, leave the Nine Heavens, leave the barbarity, and return to the East Heavens, with the help of the Ancient Emperor.

There is not much left of the ancient Emperor's power, but if you help Ningfan disperse his kung fu, you can still decipher the art of blessing.

But Ningfan did not want to spread his kung fu at all. Why should he scatter his body to build it? This body to build it, he has worked hard for many years, he forgot to die in exchange for it. There's not only sweat, there's tears, there's memories of the way to the monastery.

It's the only way he can protect those behind him!

Why would he break up and fix it?

Why would he take this place to death?

He thought that the stone statue elderly had given blood without malice and had examined it without any hidden danger.

Unexpectedly, it was someone else's plan. What an irresistible blessing!

What an old Yin Mo ancestor, 10 quasi-sancestors to force the war!

“You want to kill me, it's not that easy! If you want to kill me, I'll kill you, why not! ”

Ning Fan stood up and stepped on the river, his eyes burst out, the whole river immediately raved into the sky.

He has opened a cave and is healing his wounds. He was slightly surprised to feel Ningfan's leaked killing machine.

She wondered why Ningfan had exploded such a huge killing machine.

Just if he needs help, she'll help him.

Eyeball monster is practicing closed, suddenly he noticed Ningfan killing machine leaking, smiling satisfactorily, “Nice kill intent. Worthy of being an ancient disciple. ”

He stopped shutting down, turned into a gray ray, flew out of the cave, and flew to Ningfan's side, smiling obscenely, "Kid, you got it? Do you want to wait for your death or do you want to say yes to my husband's request? ”

“Seniors think there are other options for seniors at this moment! I just hope that after working with the seniors, the seniors don't go against each other, and the back of the seniors is only good!” I'd rather give a pointer reply.

He had no choice but to join forces with the Eyeball Monster, but he was still cautious about the Eyeball Monster.

This is how the real world works, the higher people are, the more they like to calculate others.

Today, Ancestor Yin Mo can count Ningfan. On his day, it is difficult to guarantee that this eyeball will not count Ningfan.

Cooperate? But beware, it won't be half diminished!

“Hey, then be careful, my husband's life is vicious, the dark arrow hurts people, the stabbing in the back is done every day. That bad word is the best explanation for my husband. If you don't want to die in the hands of your husband, keep a twelve point vigilance! Let's go, my husband will take you somewhere, help you break the blessing technique and give you some more benefits. ”