Grasping Evil

That feeling of heartbeat, just flash away, but enough to attract Ning Fan's attention.

This ancient national warfare shield is absolutely strange... just somehow, apparently, but it is no surprise, nothing strange...

On the surface, this shield is stained with rust, faint light, and even has a number of crack gaps. Although it is of the acquired grade, it is too dilapidated. There is not much power left, and the defense may not be as good as some neat Yi Nefa Bao.

Why does such a magic treasure give Ningfan the feeling of heartbeat...

Perhaps this shield has a great Xuan machine, which even the second realm of the heavens, Ningfan, cannot see through.

Or maybe, that feeling of heartbeat is just a delusion...

I preferred a little silence and finally made my decision. Thunder Shield is fine, Dongshan Shield is fine, around is only the day after tomorrow Bagne Fabao, is there anything.

Only this ancient warrior shield, he could not see through. There must be something extraordinary about this shield if it's not an illusion.

“This is the shield! ”

Ning Fan glanced and replaced the ancient kingdom warrior shield with the spiritual shield in his hand.

Four generations of beautiful faces were frosty, she could not have imagined, Ningfan could have seen the extraordinary wartime shield and chosen this shield.

This child initially chose the Shield Treasure and may also be explained by coincidence. But this time, it's no coincidence. This child definitely feels the extraordinary nature of the Wartime Shield before choosing it!

What a poisonous eye! If you don't mind the identity of Ningfan, four generations of barbarians really want to praise Ningfan.

“Trouble. Once this child chooses this shield, he will not be attacked by the barbarian corpses here, even if he is too vulgar a spirit. This is a rule set by the first generation of barbarians, and even I cannot break it. ”

“It is not easy to kill this child in ancient barbaric graves, and an imprudent, and possibly inherited barbaric relics by this child...”

Four generations of barbaric ghosts sighed, and the tone was a little discouraged.

She has been able to foresee Ningfan's unhindered access to the seventh floor.

This is all because Ningfan chose the shield of inheritance in the third floor.

This ancient National War Heavenly Shield itself is only a ruined treasure. Its defense is ordinary and not worth mentioning, but it has a very special significance because it contains an inheritance mark of the first savage Shinto savage mountain.

Taoist Mountain is the first and strongest generation of savage gods in the ancient world. His mark is something that some saints can't see through. It is extremely rare for Ningfan to be able to see this shield in vain at best.

Holders of this shield, even the heirs of Taobao Mountain, have the opportunity to take the test and obtain the inheritance of Taobao Mountain.

Holders of this shield, regardless of their status, will be sheltered in the Taoist mountains and will not be subjected to any attack inside the ancient barbaric graves.

This is the rule set by the first generation of barbarian gods before their birth, even the four generations of barbarian gods cannot be violated!

All of this, Ning Fantong did not know that Ancient World War Shield was just a small shield with a big slap. It was cold to begin with. In the cold, there seemed to be a residue of will, blurred and invisible.

“This shield is really weird...”

Ning Fanxiao glanced at the ancient Guild War Heavenly Shield and stopped putting it on his mind. He slowly stepped into the transmission array at the center of the altar.

The next moment, that ancient and imposing voice slowly rang out.

“Of the ten shields, you chose the ancient kingdom warfare shield. From this moment on, you will be my handover, qualified to participate in the Taobao trial. The fourth floor, Taobao 1st level, if you pass, you can exchange the ancient kingdom of heaven shield, from the many relics, for one thing. ”

At that moment, the iron boxes between heaven and earth disappeared, and the transfer array leading to the fourth floor gradually lit up.

Ning Fan slightly, he didn't know, if he chose the ancient kingdom of war heavenly shield, he would become the heir of Taoism.

He doesn't know what the first level of Taoist transmission, Taoist trial, Taoist first is. The only thing we know is that this shield is truly extraordinary, but he didn't get it wrong.

Through the power of the transmission formation, Fan entered the fourth floor of the ancient barbarian tomb.

On the fourth floor of the ancient tomb, there are only a few hundred or more brutally repaired corpses, each of which is a corpse of memories.

At the moment of Ningfan's entry into the fourth floor, a barbaric corpse stood swaying from the ground, his eyes bursting out of the shooting machine.

More roaring and rising.

“Kill the spirits! ”

“The Path is immortal! ”

“Kill!”

I'd rather die alone than be afraid. But more than a hundred piecemeal killing machines stacked together can't be ignored.

If more than a hundred pieces of thought join together, it is Wangu Immortal Venerable will also have to fight hard.

Locked by more than a hundred piecemeal killing machines, Ningfan naturally dared not slack, revealing the mystery of a great enemy, and provoked the surrounding force to the ultimate.

Once attacked in white, the red glow, this moment of Ningfan, even in the face of hundreds of mindless sieges, is also fearless. Today he has the strength to cope with the situation!

It's gonna be a tough fight, but he's not gonna lose! He has this confidence!

On the ancient battlefield, there was smoke and killers. Finally, a shred of meditation launched an attack on Ningfan.

But there was a ray of light that flew out before him.

That light is the ancient kingdom's shield!

Once the wartime shield appeared, the original killing machine surged hundreds of barbaric repairs, all the looks shocked, live and hold the footsteps.

No one dares to attack Ningfan, no one dares to shout and kill Ningfan!

But suddenly an ancient mark of the Dark Red Mountain appeared on the original unexpected shield of war.

As soon as the mark appeared, there was suddenly a tremendous pressure to sweep across the fourth floor of heaven and earth.

That pressure is far beyond Ning Fan's understanding. It is different from the realm. It is the real Saint's pressure. There is no resistance at all!

Fortunately, the pressure here did not mean to hurt people, but it just flashed away, but it was enough to shake people's hearts, making Ningfan feel heartbeat again. He finally understood why the flawless Ancient War Shield had brought him a sense of surprise.

Turns out, there was once a saint who had been repaired to the sky, and in this little shield, a mark was planted!

That pressure, too strong... prefer the dark comparison in the heart, fear of immortality, ancient level characters, there is no such pressure.

The strength of this person needs to exceed immortality, a lot of turmoil, a lot...

“If this son holds the shield of the ancient kingdom, he will be handed down in a barbaric manner, and if he injures others, he will be punished at the fingertips of his old husband, and he will not be forgiven! ”

At this moment, there is a sound in the heavens and the earth that slows down.

This voice clearly resembles that of the old majestic voice.

This voice, which is actually on Ningfan's side, is intended to preserve Ningfan.

This voice is not harsh, but his orders, no one dares to ignore them!

Only because of this voice, is the sound of the first generation of the Barbarian Divine Dao Barbarian Mountain, his will, no one dares to defy!

A broken mind looked at Ningfan unwillingly. With the orders of Dao Mangshan, they dared not attack Ningfan and could only turn back into a corpse and fall to the ground.

Four generations of barbarians on the seventh floor smiled bitterly, and she had already foreseen the scene. As long as this child chooses the shield of inheritance, there will be no more brutality to hurt him.

Even if this child is an enemy of the ancient world... too vulgar...

“This child chose the shield of inheritance as the heir of the barbaric, and no one in the ancient barbaric tomb dared to hurt him, but it did not mean that he could walk out of this place alive. The Taoist heir needs to undergo a three-level trial. That trial is extremely dangerous, and I will participate in it. At most, I can only pass the first level, and the second level must fall... This child is not high enough to be repaired, and most of the first level cannot be passed. The fourth floor, perhaps, is where his bones are buried...”

In the fourth floor, Ning Fan gazed slightly and looked at the scene of the mass corpses falling back to the ground.

After choosing the ancient warrior shield, he would have been sheltered, so that he would not have been attacked by brutal corpses in the ancient grave.

Is this the benefit of choosing a warrior shield...

Boom!

With a loud noise, a first step ladder appears in the sky, and the end of the ladder is the altar transfer array leading to the fifth floor.

There is also a box made of red copper that floats in the sky, and each box flows with a treasure light, indicating the extraordinary things in the box.

This time, with the eyes of the second realm of the Ningfan Heavenly Man, you can't even see what's in the box. The seals on these copper boxes are too high.

He didn't have time to pipe what was in the box. At this moment, there was a phantom, Xu Xu Xu Fantasized out, appeared on the altar, stood negatively.

The phantom is about an elderly man in red, looking very old, with a rugged back, a dry, skinny body, and a bright starry eye.

The old man's forehead bears a dark red hill imprint, which implicitly reveals a fierce feeling of blood addiction to Ningfan.

Behind the old man, there are rarely three ringshadows, if hidden, he reads into the body.

Those three rings, distinguished between the rings of saints that a true saint can possess!

But in Ningfan's impression, even the first saint should only have one saint ring, but the old man in red has three saint rings...

What's he fixing?

“I am the first savage god of the mountains... the shadow of the mountains and seas left behind after death... the ancient and present...”

“Is it you who chose the shield of inheritance…” The old man in red has a dignified voice, which is not a question, but a certainty.

“In that case, you are eligible to take the test of my sarcasm, which is level one, and no one will disturb your trial. ”

“If you pass the trial, you will be eligible to replace one of the many relics of the old man with a shield of war. If you lose, you die...”

“Now, the trial begins. ”

The old man in red said that his body immediately dissipated as a speckled shadow and did not give Ningfan a chance to refuse.

Ningfan has not digested the vast amount of information in the words of the elderly, the heavens and the earth have changed phenomenally.

A copper box vanishes instantly, a ladder vanishes, an altar vanishes, everything in the sky vanishes.

But there is an ancient mountain peak of dark red, slowly appearing in the sky.

At the moment of the emergence of this mountain peak, a massive will enough to crush the immortality of Wangu suddenly descended on Ningfan.

Four generations of barbaric gods restrained their eyebrows and sighed.

She has to admit, can anyone who is very good and can obtain Taoist hereditary status be not good?

But even better, I'm afraid we'll have to stop at the fourth floor. Taoist first level, called the will level. Only those who have survived the seventeenth breath under the will of the first barbarian gods will pass the test.

The first generation of barbarian gods is too tall to sustain seventeen breaths under his will, at least the peak Immortal Emperor.

“Seventeen, this one won't hold up. This child's strength is close to that of Wangu Immortality, but it is not a true Immortality. The fourth breath, I'm afraid, is the limit of this child...” Four generations of barbaric gods secretly said.

First breath.

Under that massive repression of will, Ningfan was struck hard and took three steps backwards. At step four, he stabilized himself and slightly seeped a little blood in the corner of his mouth.

In his eyes, there was hidden anger.

He doesn't care what the first level is or the first level, he doesn't like the feeling of being suppressed by the will.

His will, long after millions of years of grinding in the three illusions of Watson. He is not afraid of the repression of anyone's will, even the other side, is the first savage god of the mountains!

Second breath.

Above the sky, besides that dark red mountain, a sea of dark red is more illusory.

Under the mountains and seas, the will to descend on Ningfan is immediately multiplied. An invisible force pushes Ningfan backwards and backwards. Every step backwards, he will surely cough up blood.

By the third breath, the sky had hallucinated into mountains and seas. Fourth breath, there's another mountain in the sky.

The power of the will to descend the Taobao Mountain has exceeded the tolerance of any one of the Wangu Immortals.

Under this repression of will, Ningfan's wounds grew worse and his consciousness began to blur. At last, at the fifth breath, he was unbearable and burst and died in a riot.

“You can hold on to the fifth breath, you've been unexpected, but unfortunately, you're still dead. ”

“It seems that my previous fears were superfluous. Even if you chose to inherit the shield, you will not be entitled to inherit my sacred relic, the ancient kingdom of S.H.I.E.L.D....”

Four generations of barbarian ghosts sighed and felt a bit of regret.

Ning Fan is truly excellent and can survive to the eighth loss. It is definitely not much talent in future generations. If he is not too flirtatious, it is also a good thing that he inherits the sacred relics.

“If he is not too vulgar, I will help him, help him break through the barbaric three levels, get sanctity recognition... unfortunately, his identity cannot be changed, and I will not help the enemy repair...”

“Since the fall of the first generation of the barbarian gods, we have waited for a total of four heirs. The first three, even with the help of future generations of the barbarian gods, cannot reach the third level. This is the fourth person... what a shame...”

Four generations of barbarian gods only thought that Ningfan had died of riots.

The outside eyeball monster, at this moment also seems to have sensation, is awakened from the enchantment.

“Dead! That son of a bitch died in the eighth loss! This is a big game! Without him, my husband will kill Yin Mo! ”

“It's all my fault! He wouldn't have died if I hadn't forced him to suffer the eighth loss... if I hadn't sinked into beauty, couldn't pull myself out, couldn't have saved him in time... it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

“Brother immortal, I'm sorry! Little brother... Little brother can't help you hate snow anymore...”

His eyes were full of remorse. He really hated to slap himself a few times. Too bad, he didn't have any hands...

Ningfan is the biggest card he killed Yin Ink, how can he die, how can he die...

Eyeball monster only thought Ningfan was dead, four generations of savage gods also thought Ningfan was dead.

Only Ningfan knew that he had not died at all, and did not hesitate to provoke the power of Phantom Dan at the time of his death.

Six!

The empty fourth floor of the ancient barbaric tomb, where the tyrants died, suddenly appeared a seemingly illusory flame.

The more the flame burned, the higher the person gradually became. In the next moment, Ningfan attacked the white clothes and walked out of the fire undamaged.

He's not dead! Not only is he not dead, but he's got a sixth breath!

“How is that possible! This child... is alive!” Four generations of barbaric gods are good, and so are eyeballs, all of them in shock at this moment.

They cannot understand why Ningfan, who has apparently ‘died of tyranny', could be reborn and reappeared.

How they experienced it, they thought of several possibilities in an instant, but could not seek proof from Ningfan.

The means of preserving life, not without it, but without exception, are all things that the Immortal Emperor seeks.

I can't believe there are such means to protect myself, but I underestimate him...

“Fine, he's still alive, haha! Just live, just live!” The Eyeball Monster is overjoyed.

Four generations of barbarian gods frowned, and she sighed once again, not killing Ningfan, which also made her feel sorry.

At this moment, in the Dantian field of Ningfan, there are two illusory flames burning, after stimulating the medicine power of the illusory Dan, there will be three illusory fires in the body, which can save your life three times, but just now, you used it once.

“The first generation of the Barbarian God is a great mountain, a terrible strong man. Unless there is an illusion, Dan lives, and the fifth breath, I will surely die. ”

“There are two more hallucinations. In one hour, I still have two chances to die and come back to life...”

“The Eyeball Monster also seems to be sober, and if I can't do anything, I can always get out of here and give up the eighth damage. ”

“In this way, there is no concern. Don't waste it now that you've used up Mirage Dan. Let's break through! ”

Seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth!

Five mountains and five seas have been illusioned in the sky, and the power of the will emitted is enough to seriously injure any Immortal King strong.

Since the rebirth of the sixth breath, Ningfan's body has been continuously injured under the repression of the forces of will.

At the tenth breath, he was close to running out of oil.

At the eleventh breath, Ningfan was again overburdened and the riot died.

But at the twelfth breath, he came out of the illusion of fire, and the fire was reborn.

After only twelve breaths, he died twice. If there is no phantom Dan to protect his life, his repair will definitely not pass this first level of brutality.

“There's one last chance to be reborn! ”

Ning Fan glanced at the six mountains and six seas that had gradually become illusory in the sky.

With every breath, there will be an extra mountain or sea in the sky. The barbarians limit themselves to nine mountains and eight seas, that is, this barbaric first level test lasts up to seventeenth rate!

There's another chance to be reborn, enough to get past the first level of the road.

If you break through the first level of the Taoist Path, you can exchange the ancient Guild Warfare Shield for a relic of the first Savage God Mountain!

Ningfan's eyes flashed slightly. Fantasy Dan is a treasure. If you use it, you must get the money back.

Mount Taoist is a saint, not an ordinary saint, with three rings of saints. His relics are definitely good. Anyway, it's enough to compensate Fantasy Dan for his loss.

Thirteenth interest, fourteenth interest, fifteenth interest.

Once again, Ningfan was overwhelmed and the tyrant died. At the 16th breath, he was reborn from the fire. At this moment, eight mountains and eight seas have been illusioned in the sky.

The power of will between heaven and earth has exceeded the bearability of the Immortal Emperor.

Just after the rebirth of the fire, Ningfan once again bled under the repression of these forces of will.

The three chances of rebirth of Mirage Dan are exhausted. Next, he can only survive 17 breaths on his own.

If you survive, you can choose one of the relics of the saints as your own.

If you can't survive, you can only give up the eighth damage...

“Son of a bitch, I don't know what you're going through right now. If you need it, just send out an idea and my husband will start cheating on you to save your life!” Eyeball monster sounds in Ningfan's mind at the right time.

Instead of answering, he bit his teeth, stubbornly stuck his bones, and strove under the will of the earth.

Just one breath away, just one last breath away...

Fantasy Dan has no reason to use it for nothing. I will take one of these relics from the saint!

Seventeenth rate!

At this moment, the nine mountains and eight seas in the sky are all illusory, and a pair of illusory eyes appear in the sky, overlooking Ningfan.

Those are the eyes of the Tao Ma Mountain. They look at Ningfan without sorrow or joy, and they have no feelings.

At this moment, the power of the will between heaven and earth reaches its peak, and is the ordinary saint, who is wounded under such will!

Ning Fan's eyes became a little crazy. In his mind, there appeared a scene where he initially turned into a barbarian cow, a barbarian fish, and a barbarian butterfly.

His will has gone through hundreds of hammers, and he can be defeated, and he can be exterminated, except His will, which no one can destroy!

In his eyes, the red flashes grew, and in his body, the blood of the four tribes moved simultaneously.

At his feet, he illuminated the shadow of the long river, with bridges on the river, his true bridge of command.

Ningfan at this moment, has used his full strength, in any case, to survive the seventeenth interest!

It is clearly the last breath, giving Ning Fan a feeling, but it is as long as a round.

Eighteenth rate!

The shadows of the Nine Mountains and the Eight Seas disappear.

Heavenly ladders, altars, copper boxes, re-illusioned.

Above the altar, the shadow of the mountains and seas of Taobao Mountain similarly illusioned. For the first time, the colour of satisfaction appeared on the sad and unhappy face.

“You, good. By order of My Taoist Mountain, I will allow you to exchange one of my many relics. ”

This is a gift from a saint!

“He broke through the first level of Taoism with less than Wangu Immortality!” Four generations of barbarians bite silver teeth.

Once you have passed the first level of Taobao, you will be eligible to remove one from the relics of Taobao Mountain.

Will this child choose the sacred relics of the Taoist clan...

Please don't! She would rather die tens of millions of times than see her people's holy relics disgraced and fall into the hands of too vulgar spirits.

At the time of the struggle of the four generations of barbarian gods, Ningfan frequently sucked in cold air and had a sense of confusion.

The bronze boxes in the sky, one by one, reveal the treasures hidden therein, and the shadows of the mountains and seas of the barbaric mountains, are introduced to Ningfan.

And Ningfan, already on the altar, listened to the introduction of the Taoist Mountains.

“When the old man pinged the Ten Kingdoms and established the ancient barbarian realm, he took the Eye of the Ten Kingdoms and refined the treasure, which was [the heavenly pearl]. Although this bead is only a congenital grade, if the blood of the saint is festived, it can boost this Zhuwei tenfold, even if it is a saint, it can be slightly injured..."

Even saints can hurt Pharaoh! Below the saints, this treasure is invincible!

“When the old man traveled through the Immortal Realm, he occasionally had a Kaijin Ganoderma, which was useless on top of the saint. Under the saint, if he was immortal, he could directly possess a quasi sacrament! ”

I can't believe I took the psychotropic pill that directly became a quasi-sanctionary!

“This anonymous ancient volume was written by a certain Tai Gu Xianhuang, in which the words, the husband did not know, seem to record some kind of magical magic...”

It's a secret scroll left by some ancient Immortal Emperor!

“This puppet was accidentally acquired when the husband traveled through the wilderness. This puppet... almost possesses the power of the Eight Immortals Emperor. It's not very powerful. You can still keep an eye on the cave...”

It turns out it's Vancouver's Eighth Fixed Immortal Puppet!

Forgiveness is a common good thing. At this moment, Ningfan still has a big sense of openness.

Compared to the relics of Tao Man Mountain, the genius treasures he has seen in his life are not worth mentioning at all.

Anything here, just take out one, is enough to cause four days of weird robbery. The better these things are, the less I know how to choose.

What should I choose...

Unexpectedly, Ningfan's eyes fell on a copper box.

In that bronze box lies a piece of magic treasure in solitude.

Looks like a piece of shield treasure, dark red, copper and non-copper, dimly lit, very eyeless, and can't see any power.

“What is this?” Ningfan pointed to the fragment of Fabao and asked.

“What this thing is, I'm not going to tell you. If you like, you can just take it away, just something else, you can't take it away.” Dao Bangshan replied with deep intent.

Before Ningfan, three heirs came to Tao Man Mountain, but none of them chose it.

Would you choose this... Dao Ban Shan shakes his head slightly, whatever he chooses, he won't care.

After all, he has long been a dead man, his lifetime responsibilities have been fulfilled, and the causes and consequences of his death have nothing to do with him...