Grasping Evil

Go ahead, the eyeballs sweep out a gray light and disappear with Ningfan.

The next moment, they appeared in a very remote valley in the space of the copper tower.

Among the valleys, the grass is lush and deep within the valley, there is a spiritual freshwater lake.

“Well, let's help you crack the blessing right here. Do you know how to arrange this, kid?” Eyeball asked strangely.

“That depends on the level of formation. I can't lay down more than I've repaired into too many forms of formation.” Ningfan replied.

“Forget it, I'll arrange it myself. There's no crystal, give it to the old man for the formation. ”

“How much? ”

“Not much, just give me a trillion.” Eyeballs look like 'a trillion dollar crystals are just hairy rain’.

“... what level of array do you set? One breath takes a trillion crystals. I don't have that many crystals. ”

I prefer to look strangely at the eyeballs.

After capturing the Poison Dragon Ancestor Storage Bag, Ningfan's Tao Jing approached a trillion. This family is more honorable than the vast majority of Wangu Immortals, but it's only enough for one-tenth of the array...

It should be noted that the strongest form of imaginary formation in the rain world also requires only 100 billion immortal jade layout, and only 20,000 folded crystals.

In the upper realm, there are tens of millions of crystals that can be laid.

Watson Power's Patriarchal Formation will cost billions of crystals.

There are tens of billions of crystals in the vast array of patrons of the emptying forces.

There are no more than trillions of ways to protect the Patriarchal Formation of Mindfulness.

A billion-dollar array when the Eye Monster opens his mouth. What level of array does he want...

Even superpowers like the Imperial Palace don't seem to spend that much money...

See Ningfan grinding and not taking the money, the eyeballs monster said in disgust, “Son of a bitch, you think the art of blessing is so good! That's the strongest marauder of the barbarians! At the very least, it takes a saint's array to crack this technique, you know! The old man can't fix enough, can only lay a horn of saint's lines at most, with only 100 trillion crystal formations, which is already a small amount. If it's a complete saint's array, it takes hundreds of times more dao crystals to lay down. ”

This eyeball monster actually wants to put a horn of saints in here! Ningfan's gaze was a little moving.

“Son of a bitch, how many crystals do you have? Take it all out, it's not enough, I'll help you.” The eyeballs monster said in disgust.

“Only a trillion...” he laughed bitterly.

“What! That's all you have, that is to say, my husband is going to help you with 90 trillion crystals in order to break your blessing!” The eyeballs hurt so much.

He had no idea that Fan was so poor that there were only a trillion crystals at the bottom of the house, and he couldn't even take out a trillion...

A trillion dots of crystals is an ordinary magnificent immortal, not necessarily that much money. I'd rather not be poor. The eyeball monster's eyes are too high.

“If this kid doesn't help my husband, he's going to float 90 trillion dollars...”

“If you don't help this kid crack the blessing technique, the plan has a maximum chance of success of 30%... you can't help. ”

“Hey...”

The eyeballs sighed briefly, suddenly a gray flash into the sky, the time, the dao jing rained like rain, and the rally fell all over the valley.

“Together!” Eyeball monster swept out a gray light, in the gray light, every trillion crystals, fused into a gray dot crystal tower, a total of ninety dot crystal towers, surrounded by freshwater lake, falsely standing.

Ningfan's trillion dao crystals, all contributed to the Eyeball Monster Array and turned into ten other dao crystal towers.

This time around, it's kind of like spending all Ningfan's crystals, only a few million crystals left in the storage bag.

Money, you can make more money after you run out, rob again, where life matters.

As long as the blessing technique is broken, it will not hurt to spend more money.

He doesn't care about the money, but the eyeballs are very painful. The money has been spent. If Ningfan's blessing is not broken, it will be a huge loss.

“Son of a bitch, take a good look at how the old man arranges the formation. This is a rare learning opportunity. Few people in the fantasy realm have made the dao more than the old man. It's only about the formation and cultivation. Even if it's ancient, it's not as good as my husband's!” The eyeballs said proudly.

Ningfan didn't say anything, he just looked at the Eyeball Monster Array without turning his eyes. This is indeed a very rare opportunity to observe.

A ray of gray, punched out by an eyeball monster, under the control of that ray of gray, a hundred rays of crystal towers surrounded the water of the lake, constantly shifting its orientation. The heavens and the earth are changing as the tower moves.

On the ground, grey lines are constantly appearing that seem to have life and are constantly creeping.

There are more and more lines, hooked together, gradually presenting an obscure picture of the Olympics.

The map, which covers the entire valley, the center of the map, is that freshwater lake.

This method has not been successfully arranged, and merely the appearance of the map gives Ningfan an unbeatable sense of oppression.

The power of a trillion crystals, gradually integrated into the map, a substantial grey pressure, immediately overwhelmed the entire valley.

Ningfan only felt a sharp pain in his knee. His knee bones were about to be crushed by the power of this method. His legs were still a little unstable and he wanted to kneel!

The pressure was too heavy, as if Vancouver was pressed on Ningfan's shoulder.

That power overwhelms hegemony and tries to make anyone face their own subjugation!

That pressure, with a hint of saintly pressure, although only slightly faint, is beyond the power of the second step of the monastery!

It's just a corner of the Saints' Front, and if it's a complete Saints' Front, it can crush the meat and mud of today's Ningfan!

The power of saints, enough to suppress the Vancouver, is by no means today's Ningfan can face it!

But don't kneel!

Even if this is a horn of saints, you can't make yourself subservient!

Rather than enduring severe pain in the knee bone, he suddenly took a step forward and drilled at an odd angle.

After stepping out, the body pressure decreased considerably, and the body glowed with light gold.

He looked more resolutely and took the second step, the third step, the fourth step... where a golden footprint appeared on the ground.

With every step taken, the battle power on your body will be reduced by a few points. Nine steps later, the battle pressure will be completely removed from your body by Ningfan!

He used the mystery of the eastern demon ancestors, turned into nine steps in the sky, removed the pressure of the Jihad, and did not succumb to the Great Battle!

“Oh, this son of a bitch knows the secrets of the East Demon Journey? Nice.” Seeing Ning Fan on his own stood in the way of the Great Battle Pressure, the eyeballs monstrously praised him.

He also intended to help Ning Fan to resist the battle, but now he doesn't need to do more.

“The Great Battle has been laid out, but it lacks some ferocious energy to suppress the curse of the art of blessing. Looks like a little blood... a hundred pagodas, at least a hundred magic spirits to accumulate enough bravery. My husband only has 43 leftovers left. It may not be enough... just enough! ”

The eye monster swept out a gray light and immediately a phantom old man's soul appeared in the middle of the battle.

“Twenty-seventh branch of the ancient barbarian kingdom, ancient family priest Gu Lezi, return to power quickly!” The eyeballs blamed.

It's a wreck of immortality! His name, Gulaizi, was a strong man who crashed countless years ago.

The smell of the Barbarians is very intense on Gulico's body, and Hercules is a barbarian! And he is extremely energetic, he is even stronger than today's Ningfan, he was definitely a killer of countless demons!

As the eyeball monster gave the order, the remains of the ancient leprechaun immediately flew to one of the crystal towers, merged into the tower, and the soul scattered.

In the next moment, the fierce spirit of the entire Great Array is multiplied by several times!

“The immortal cultivates his soul!” Ningfan looked slightly surprised.

This eyeball monster sacrificed an immortal soul to arrange his own formation!

The soul of all the ancient immortals was sacrificed by the Eyeball Monster garbage...

“Hey, you don't have to be so surprised. Such a wreck, old man. These spirits are the enemies of the old man's life. There is nothing left to die for. Today they are just the sacrifice to help you decipher the art of blessing!” The eyeball monster endured heartache so calmly.

It's worth it to see Ningfan's surprised expression, although it hurts him to use the few remaining strong souls.

Hey, this paralyzed kid is finally stuck in my town. The Eyeball Monster is very proud of himself.

Once Deser, it doesn't feel so painful to sacrifice his soul.

Sacrifice the remains of the ancient legend, and the Eyeball Monster summons a second legacy. It is also the cultivation of Wangu Immortal Priesthood. The bravery of this cruel soul is obviously much stronger than that of Gu Lei.

“The 106th branch of the ancient barbarian kingdom, Ray's elder thunder cracked open, quickly return to position! ”

As the Eyeball Monster ordered, the broken soul flew to the second lane crystal tower.

“Another immortal wreck!” Ningfan's eyes moved.

“This paralyzed boy is surprised again! Ha ha!” The eyeballs are even worse.

“Forty-ninth branch of the ancient world, Master Ge Jiashu Ge Xuan, quickly return to power! ”

“The seventy-fourth branch of the ancient world, the priest of the Xuan Palace of the Shan Dynasty congratulates Phoenix, quickly return to his position! ”

“The eighty-first branch of the ancient world, dispersing candleitis, quickly returning to position! ”

A fairy soul was sacrificed to the Dow Crystal Tower by the Eyeball Monster garbage, and his eyelids didn't blink. Before and after, Eyeball Monster sacrificed a total of twenty-four immortal souls.

“Twenty-fifth soul, unlike the previous twenty-four. Do you know what's different?” The eyeballs suddenly ask mysteriously.

“Twenty-fifth soul, is it the spirit of the Immortal King?” Ningfan guessed.

“Nice! My husband even used the Soul of the Immortal King to help you crack the blessing technique. Hey, old man, that's funny! ”

Eyeballs began to summon the next soul, admiring with satisfaction the surprise in Ningfan's eyes.

“The fifty-fourth branch of the ancient world, the East Turk elder Dongsnake, quickly return to power! ”

With the strange sound of the eyeballs falling, the soul of an old man with the tail of a snake gradually appeared, and his face flew blindly toward the twenty-fifth pagoda.

This man is really a fairy king!

After the East Snake, more and more Fairy King souls were sacrificed by the Eyeball Monster. In a series of sacrifices, sixteen fairy king's souls were sacrificed, and the eyeballs suddenly condensed.

In his hand, there were three more wrecks, the last three of which he was reluctant to use.

Eyeballs looked at the brass in the big battle and found that the number of brass was still somewhat insufficient and felt helpless.

Necessarily or not, without losing these three ruins, the technique of blessing cannot be solved.

If you can't break the blessing technique, your chances of killing Yin ink are much lower.

That won't work! He must kill Yin Ink, and for that he can do whatever it takes!

“Yin ink must die! If you can't get rid of the wolf, fuck it, use it all! ”

“Nineteenth branch of the ancient barbarian kingdom, Wu Jiaban Zu Wust Tibetan, quickly return to position! ”

After the sound fell, there was a pale golden wreck that appeared in the middle of the Great Battle and flew to the 41st Way Crystal Tower.

A pale golden soul! This old man, called Uster Hidden, is a fairy emperor!

It's not just a fairy emperor, it's a fairy emperor from Vancouver Seventh!

“The spirit of the Immortal Emperor!” I'd rather be surprised.

To help herself decipher the art of blessing, Eyeball Monster even sacrificed the Immortal Emperor's soul. This pen, it doesn't matter!

And more importantly, where did Eyeball Monster get so many Immortal King and even Immortal Emperor's souls?

Have all these people been killed by the Eyeball Monster and their souls collected?

“Hey, surprise you, surprise you, still back there! ”

Eyeball monster is about to fly to heaven. What could be more accomplished than conquering facial paralysis?

Humph, paralyze your face, make you pretend, you son of a bitch, my husband wants to scare your big teeth off!

“The Fourth Tribe of the Dusty Realm, the Brahma Ministry robber Brahma Shoufei, quickly return to power! ”

The forty-second soul, a teenager in a black monk's robe, had a black totem painted on his half-face for the Heavenly Dog Eating Day.

This black monk teenager has a strong aura not less than seven generations of killing emperors!

“This is... the Immortal Emperor at the peak of the Nine Decades!” I'd rather suck in a breath of cold air.

This is the soul of a strong man whose strength is not less than seven generations of killing emperors, but is sacrificed by the Eyeball Monster garbage.

According to the urea nature of the eyeball monster, the more soul is placed behind it, the more powerful it is.

This is the cruelty of the Peak Immortal Emperor, and I don't know if there's a stronger soul behind it...

“Hey, hey! Surprise, scream, you bastard, and please your husband with your screaming voice!” The Eyeball Monster is calm on the surface, but laughs inside.

Enough pretending, the Eyeball Monster slowly summons the 43rd Soul.

This is the last broken soul in his hand, but also the strongest!

The forty-third soul, an old man burning like a flame, was covered in dense numbness and scrimmage, only his eyes were turned into thunder.

Behind it is a huge ring shadow that emits black light, suddenly appearing as bright as the sun!

That black ring, Hercules is the first holy ring owned by the first saint!

“Is this... the soul of a saint?!” Ningfan's face changed dramatically. Faced with a saint's wreckage, he could not change his face.

“Don't freak out, silly boy. Look at you! Take a good look. This is not the soul of a saint. He's just a saint with an incarnation. The old man doesn't have that big of a pen. Get you a real saint's soul to sacrifice.” The eyeballs monster said in disgust, his heart was already flying.

He knew that Ningfan would surely foolishly think that it was a saint's soul and would surely be surprised by it. Everything is expected from my husband!

“The third tribe of the world of too dust, the heavenly dignity of the lightning flash, the incarnation of the ancestors of Pyramid, quickly return to position! ”

With the return of the forty-third soul, the fierce atmosphere of the entire battle turned into hundreds of bloody dragons, sweeping the wind and clouds over the valley.

In order to help Ningfan decipher the art of blessing, Eyeball Monster used 1 trillion crystals, 43 strong souls, but, it is not enough!

“This brazenness needs a little more weight. Looks like we're gonna have to use that thing...”

Eyeball monster has another flesh ache.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally took a drop of inky black blood and dripped it into the freshwater lake.

I don't know where that blood came from. As soon as it dripped into the lake, all the water instantly became dark as ink, and more powerful to the point of immortality, rising!

Brazen Qi throughout the Great Formation, after adding this drop of blood, multiplied by several times!

Whose blood is this?

It's just a drop of blood, and it contains a few times as much brazen as the previous 43 strong brazens combined!

“This is the blood of the Undying King's Numen! Heritage has the power of immortality! Bastard, my husband did everything he could to help you. I hope you don't forget what you promised my husband!” The Eyeball Monster cautioned slightly.

“Well, you go to the bottom of the lake, my husband will hold a barbarian ritual for you to break the blessing technique! ”

“The process can be painful and even ‘dead’, but you have to survive, my husband won't let you die! ”

The eyeballs showed a positive color, and the ceremony that followed was critical, and no mistakes were allowed, and he had to take it seriously.

Ningfan would very much like to ask who the eyeballs are and where did you get so many powerful souls. Even the immortal Emperor's Numen's blood can get a drop.

“Don't ask too many questions, get to the bottom of the lake!” Seeing the confusion in Ningfan's eyes, the eyeballs monster was proud inside, but the old man urged Ningfan to hurry into the lake.

After a little silence, Ningfan walked one step towards the lake.

He can feel that the closer he gets to the lake, the more his blessing tends to weaken.

This great array, indeed, has the power to break the blessing technique. The Eyeball Monster didn't seem to lie to him.

Let's keep our guard down...

Ningfan was shaken and turned into a golden light, flying into the water of the lake and going straight to the bottom of the lake.

The lake ink is generally pitch black, the blood is generally sticky, and there is a tingling shade of cold.

This cold helps to weaken the art of blessing.

“You seem to have been summoned before? And as a result, he went through three robberies and became a lieutenant?” The sound of the Eyeball Monster suddenly came from above the lake.

“Yes,” replied Fan.

“Looks like Old Man Yin has suppressed your last six robberies... boy, hang on! ”

In the valley, the eyeballs read words in the strange mouth, constantly grey symbols flew out, not into the water of the lake.

On the gray sky, an ancient barbarian figure began to appear, and the barbarians chanted the scriptures and kept coming out.

Over time, the heavens and the earth have emerged as three of the greatest barbaric fiction.

The three giant statues are blurred and can't see the exact appearance.

Eyeball monster stared at the three giant statues and began a long prayer. One hour later, Eyeball monster suddenly turned to the leftmost giant statue, and the divine color became a little complicated, reading words.

“The corpse is dead, now! ”

As the sound drinks out, the giant statue on the far left finally changes...