Grasping Evil

“By order of my Yin Ink, Nine Heavens, seal! ”

Before the Yin ink distraction blocked hundreds of monks, the deep left eye suddenly appeared a bloody 'seal’ word. Suddenly, an unimaginable anti-emptiness swept wildly across the ninth level, centered on Yin Ink.

Hundreds of bizarre monks, all frowning at this moment, strangely appeared a red ‘seal' word, one falling back from the air, unable to fly again, and the look changed dramatically.

Even O'Xuan and the Six-inch immortal monsters felt surprised and looked at the Yin Ink with horror.

Who is this man? Turning over the hand room can form such a horrible anti-emptiness force, such a means is unheard of!

“Is Zidou Xianxiu so weak now that he can't even stand in the air in front of this god? ”

Shake your head slightly with yin ink, lift your dry palms and grab them forward.

This power of grip seems to hold the souls of the heavens and the earth in their palms and crush them. In time, there were more than a dozen empty and mindless old monsters. The flesh collapsed directly into a blood mist. It was sucked into the mouth of the yin ink and swallowed into the belly. Even the Yuan God and the demon could not escape.

Some monks were devoured, and the smell of Yin Ink's distraction was obviously strong.

“Fantasy dreamer, the flesh tastes terrible.” Yin Ink Desert Road.

Mass cultivation once again had chills. If this person raises his hand room, he can easily destroy more than a dozen empty places and minds. Even the Immortal King cannot do this so easily.

What is the origin of this man? Is he really a fairy king?

Why did he show up, why did he kill people... also for ancient passages...

O'Xuan darkened the innate power of the Sanskrit, the first to shatter the frown heart and blood, breaking the forbidden power of the body.

My heart was speculating about the coming of Yin Ink, but suddenly I felt the cold hair stand up, raising my head and looking at Yin Ink cold.

For some reason, O'Xuan saw a glimmer of hatred in his dark eyes. He doesn't know this person at all, why hate...

At the next moment, Yin Ink lifted his palm directly and pressed a five-finger print in his direction.

“The descendants of the Zulong candle, let God see how many vessels they have left behind! ”

The flat palm fell into O'Xuan's eyes, but like a five-finger giant, there was a feeling of invincibility.

O'Xuan seemed to see a hallucination, seemed to see this palm... covered the sky, overturned the path, broke the mountain sea, detained the sun and moon stars, and reversed the ancient times...

He seemed to see the soul of the billionaire buried beneath his palm, with too many people, countless times stronger than him!

Impossible! Who is this man? Having killed so many powerful men, he must have killed the Immortal Emperor, killed the Quan Saint... in his hands, countless dead souls!

O'Xuan's body trembled uncontrollably, and his heart was not afraid of war!

No, don't be afraid! I don't necessarily think I can beat this man if I have a congenital treasure in my hand!

O'Xuan drank violently, the demon suddenly turned into a full sky high, waved the Sanskrit doubles, and waved a full blow at the Yin Ink Palm impression.

This striking power has the power of extinction!

He was convinced that even if he was invincible, he would not be defeated with a single blow. Yet the facts were quite unexpected.

The palm print swept all the way down, and where it passed, the sky was a strange petrification.

After a moment, the clap was stamped on top of the Sanskrit. For a moment, the Sanskrit spreads gray, it is petrified, and after petrification, it loses all its power. The earth burst into pieces and fell from the sky.

The palm print continued to fall, pressing on the O'Xuan Heavenly Spirit, O'Xuan's flesh suddenly petrified, and then his body began to break from the Heavenly Spirit and collapse into countless boulders.

O'Xuan in the immortal realm of the Tang Dynasty, and the more innate magical treasure in hand, can't stop the power of Yin Ink's distraction!

Just one hit, Bao ruined, people died!

“It's dangerous! If my husband does not escape the demon at the last minute, he will surely die! ”

Smoke and dust scattered, O'Xuan's demon appeared in front of everyone, and his face was deeply frightened.

Few Immortal Emperor Powers are able to break the Innate Fa Bao. The Innate Fa Bao's sturdy, world-renowned, is smashed by Yin Ink.

This man is too strong, like Zhao Jane, he can never beat himself!

Damn, the ancient passage is so close, why did such a murderous star come here to kill ten parties!

“Nice. District Xianzhu is able to save his life from God. You are entitled to live for the time being and become a sacred sacrifice. ”

The left-hand eye of Yin Ink emitted a gray light, centering on the soul of the O'Xuan demon. But after hearing O'Xuan scream, he disappeared and was not known where he had been taken by Yin Ink.

“You... you are nine generations of savages!” A few Fan family barbarian ancestors finally recognized the yin and ink, and their faces became gloomy and uncertain.

Didn't the intelligence say that Nine Generations of Barbarians were repressed at the top of the sky and couldn't escape? Why did you come out here and start killing people?

“You are also the ancestors of the Fan family. Well, stay. ”

Without giving several barbarian ancestors the opportunity to speak, Yin Ink directly used the power of the criminal mountain to take away the three barbarian ancestors empty-handed. With the power of the criminal mountain, the three barbarian ancestors could not resist.

There are only a few breaths in front and back. There are only six in one people left in this place, the rest of them, the two monks, General Lin Lin, and 890 others.

The yin ink had no intention of wasting time, and his figure fluttered, flying directly into the crowd and carrying out the killing.

Most of the monks, he killed them directly, swallowed up the flesh. Others, for the time being, did not kill, but took it away, which seemed to be useful.

The more flesh and blood you eat, the stronger the distraction of Yin Ink, and the more unbeatable it gives you a six-pack feeling.

At this moment, Six and the rest of the monks are in no mood to compete for the ancient passage, so let's save our lives first.

“Quickly evacuate the area! ”

Liuhe Xianzheng sprayed a sperm of blood, forcibly broke his eyebrows and blood, a roll of sleeve robes, and fled with a large number of ethnic monks towards the eighth floor.

Demonic monks are less fortunate. They no longer have the sanctuary of immortality. They are suddenly the first targets of Yin Ink's extermination.

“Descendants of the Dragon's Candle... Descendants of the Dark Demon... Descendants of the Dark Demon...”

The more demons are killed here, the more chill is in the dark eye. When he betrayed Zidou Immortal Domain, he was hunted down by the myriad Zidou Immortals, many of whom were ancient demons.

This time into the Nine Heavens Demon Nation, many of them are descendants of the great demons, all of them should be killed!

Soon, the vast majority of them were eaten directly by him, except for a few monsters who were captured alive and left for a birthday.

At this time, Liu He Xianzheng had taken the rest of the people, escaped to the eighth floor, the shadow glimpsed, shaken shape, disappeared directly from the ninth floor, appeared on the eighth floor, blocked in front of Liu He et al.

“Humph, today's Zidou Xianxiu doesn't even have the courage to fight to the death! I take my eyes for a mountain...”

The right eye of Yin Ink emits a gray light, creating a vision of the shadow of the Nine Mountains in the sky, all of which are gray stone mountains.

“Kill as the sea...”

Below the Nine Mountains, there are eight more seas of slaughter, and the bloodbath is a lifelong killing of yin and ink.

“Soul as a tree...”

At the heart of the sea of slaughter, a thousand stone vines were suddenly grown, and on the stone trees was a grey eyeball, just like the left eye of the yin ink. In the eyeballs, twelve months of teeth spinning weirdly, emitting infinite illusion.

All the monks of all races, including the Six Togethers, were lost in their minds at this moment, revealing their confusion and appearing in illusion.

“Fantasy as a prison! ”

Throughout the eighth floor, the space was continually shattered and countless stone canes grew directly from the cracks in the void, tying an individual monk to death.

The cane seemed to have a poisonous thorn on it, which strapped a monk into a real coma as soon as he could.

A lot of the cane creeps and swallows up the flesh of many monks directly, leaving only empty human skin...

For a long time, for a long time... the entire eighth floor was silent. Whether those who fled the eighth floor or future monks who could reach the ninth floor, they were tied to stone trees and turned into nutrients for stone trees.

“Today's Zidou Xianxiu is so weak... killing these people is too boring. ”

The gray left eye of Yin Ink flashed, the thousand stone trees disappeared, and countless empty human skins drifted from the sky.

Of course, those monks who were not killed by stone trees, such as the Six in One, were captured alive by Yin Ink and left for other purposes.

Yin ink perceived a bit, the whole Nine Heavenly Brothers, should have disposed of it all.

Next thing you know, it's not like Zidou Xianxiu outside of the wilderness can watch!

After getting out of trouble, go outside and kill all these fantasy emperors who should be able to bring him some revenge!

Hmm!

Yin Ink turned back toward the ninth floor, and when he arrived, he suddenly turned around, his eyes seemed to penetrate countless interfaces, suddenly chilling.

Under this hum, the external painting of the demon peel projection, directly thumped, and the skin was shattered.

Meanwhile, the monument of DreamXuanzi also collapsed at this moment, destroying it!

The sound of cold humming crossed the boundaries of the barbaric ancient realm and spread directly into the ears of every Immortal Emperor, like a heavenly thunder.

The sound, carrying the killing of Yin Mo's life, some of the unsuccessful Immortal Emperors, was shocked by the sound, and when he knew Hayden, he was hurt.

Even quasi-sancerous figures such as Tongtian Ancient Emperor and Zhenlong Patriarch were thrilled by Yin Ink's humming.

“Who is this man! In the four days and nine worlds (the land of demons), this man can be almost invincible. How can such a strong man appear in the Nine Heavens!” There are hundreds of Immortal Emperors of both communities, and at the same time the colour is appalling.

Nine heavens are changing more and more, I didn't think of the last moment to kill such a killer star.

Destroy the bicommunal priests who compete for passage with one person; directly injure hundreds of Immortal Emperor Powers with a voice of separation.

Is this man here to compete for the ancient passage...

Trouble, this person... I'm afraid the ancient passage is not easy to rob...

…

Yin ink shaken and returned to the top stone forest on the ninth floor. Qiju still stood in the stone forest, but did not escape.

Instead of wanting to run, his body has been completely petrified by the light of the gray moon here, standing like a stone statue, unable to move.

Yin ink waved, empty stone forest, and there were more statues.

Among them are the stone statues of O'Xuan, the stone statues of the Six-Pack, the stone statues of the Fan family's first, second, and fourth generations, and more than a dozen others, all of whom, without exception, were captured alive by Yin ink.

Their faces, somewhat frightened, within their stone statues, a little breath of life still lingers.

“There are twelve hours left, the gap hits the right eye, I look forward to reuniting with you this time! ”

Yin Ink Divination walks one step toward his statue, reintegrating the Divination into the statue.

Time passed little by little, and after three hours, the gray moon in the ninth layer of the sky suddenly changed.

The gray moon was a full moon, but over time, a scene appeared in the Tengu Food Month.

After six hours, the gray moon has only half a month of teeth left.

Nine hours later, the grey moon has only one halo outline left.

Twelve hours later, the grey moon completely disappeared, and the moonlight was missing, and the entire ninth floor was dark.

Only in the heart of the stone forest, the ancient stone gate gradually became a strange light.

That stone gate, the ancient passage of the bitter intentions of the two communities of Immortal Emperors, connects the fantasy realm with the three realms of truth.

The light on the stone gate grew more and more, and gradually, there was an ancient line of text that appeared on it.

Can't see clearly, few second step monks can see those words.

The brighter the light of the text, the weaker the smell of the Yin Graphite statue, as if his cultivation, all his dedication to the stone gate, became the source of the lit power of the stone gate text.

The weakest moment of surplus... is finally here.

“The time has come… this moment is the weakest moment of God, right eye, God knows you are here, come out! ”

The Yin Graphite statue suddenly emits an ancient roar. For some reason, that roar can lead to the immortal path, forming a divine power, sweeping down, instantly stirring up the hunting wind between the heavens and the earth.

Shocked by that roar, the space here is like a filament, transformed into countless lines of chaos, separated from each other.

A muffled hum came out, the Eyeball Monster, with tremendous hatred, fell out of the space crack, angrily gazed at the Yin Graphite statue.

“You still have the face to use the magic of the undead! What a shame! ”

“Right eye, after all these years, you still don't understand. Not that I betrayed the Purple Doo Immortal Realm, but that I betrayed the Dust Realm without dying. We are brothers of the dust world, belonging to the barbarians, and it is only fitting that I return to the barbarians to succeed the barbarians. He, however, is self-depraved, dominated by Zidou Immortal Emperor, works for the Dust Reversal Brothers, obstructing the work of my Dust Brothers in unifying the real world. He's the shame of the dust world if he's not dead!” Yin Graphite Statue.

“Humph, the tongue fight, it doesn't make sense. Today, I will kill you! ”

The eyeballs retracted slightly, the eyes flashed with gray light. Millions of silver flashes appeared all over the ninth floor, intertwining with each other, forming a very busy matrix.

The map surrounds the center from four sides, enclosing the Yin Graphite statue along with the entire stone forest. There is an altar in each of the four directions, and an innate treasure is kept on top of the altar.

“Yin ink! In order to kill you, I have spent countless years refining the slaughter line with four congenital treasures. Today you will die! Green Dragon Town East! ”

Above the Oriental Altar, one side of the blue dragon treasure imprinted into a thousand dragons, vacated.

“Green Dragon Seal… Your refiner level has improved a lot over the years, unfortunately, it is still too weak to be repaired.” Yin Ink is indifferent.

“White Tiger Town West! ”

“Peacock Town South! ”

“Xuanwu Town North! ”

On the western, southern and northern altars, there is also a treasure mark of the three sides, turned into a thousand different beasts, and rose up empty.

On one side of the four beasts' towns, the whole heavens and the earth seem to be confined.

“The formation is good, as is the innate treasure mark of the Quartet, which can sever my connection to the heavens and the earth, keeping me at my weakest moment and unable to recover. But unfortunately, trying to kill me with these means is not enough. You have the battle of confinement, but this god has 100,000 laws of protection. Your district seven robberies are repaired, and may rival 100,000 immortals! ”

You, you can't!

The voice of Yin Ink fell, and over the sky, suddenly appeared one ancient coffin after another, an ancient corpse comparable to the magnificent immortal, from which it crawled out and arrayed over the stone forest.

“I, Zidou Xianxiu... was born in rebellion... buried without remorse...”

“Life and death are all... Zidouxian! ”

At first sight of the 100,000 ancient corpses, the eyes of the Eyeball Weird caught red.

Ancient corpses here, without exception, have fought for the Purple Dow Immortal Domain in their lifetime.

However, as a result of Yin Ink's betrayal, these people did not die on the battlefield of the protection, but in Yin Ink's hands.

If you repair brutality, if you know the curse of the mountain sea, you can hear these dead souls repairing sorrow from the mountain sea.

Kill Yin Ink! Kill Yin Ink! Kill Yin Ink! The soul sound of 100,000 Purple Doo Immortals is so consistent!

Yin ink not only kills the companions, but also refines the bodies of the companions as puppets, using the puppet of the immortal Emperor.

Today, he will pay for his actions!

“Bastard, do it! ”

Eye strange sounds have just fallen, the thundering sword has spread all over the heavens and the earth.

A ghostly silver-haired figure suddenly breaks the void and walks out the other end of the void.

At the moment of this person's appearance, 100,000 ancient corpses of the Immortal Pride level, all began to tremble, it was from this person who felt the deadly crisis.

Not Ningfan, but who!

It's always the shadow of everything, and for the first time, the look is clotted.

“Surely, is he the one you depend on... can't confirm whether this son has the power of punishment, teenage savages, could it be him...”

He is not afraid of Fan's seven ancestors, he is not afraid of his right eye, he is not afraid of the hundred emperors of the two communities, only on Ning Fan, for the first time, he has a sense of crisis.

At the moment of Ningfan's sword wave, that sense of crisis was even more momentary, rising to its peak.

The air of immortality between heaven and earth is even more chaotic because Ningfan is alone, like encountering a natural enemy!

“This son... is an ancient traitor! ”