Grasping Evil

In the open space deep in the bamboo sea, he sits on his knees, refining the vast amount of medicine in his body by the will of the saints.

In the middle of the sky, there is a high suspension, which is inaccurate due to the layer seal. The blood emitted by this object was shining brightly, so hot that it was like a small sun that people could not open their eyes.

The greater will of the saints, coming out of this object, envelops this empty space.

Under this level of saintly will, it is preferable for those who are like countless mountains on their backs, under heavy oppression, to have blood flow almost ten times, a hundred times... and even more every day!

As soon as the sweat was flowing out of the body, it was dried up by the near horrible heat on its surface, making a nourishing noise.

Transpulsating swelling and even occasional fractures and injuries are obviously caused by excessive velocity of flow of magic in the body.

Fortunately, Ningfan's ability to heal herself is extremely scary, and even occasional injuries can heal quickly.

The time is slow and the ears are quiet.

Ningfan is like a sponge, insanely absorbing the hegemonic power of the inner nematode marrow, thunderous quenching fruit. His eyes were closed and his face was slightly painful, which was naturally caused by the forcible absorption of the power of many natural treasures.

What is Nematolithic marrow? That is something that can only be extracted from a vein of more than five stars of Nematolite. The extraction process is even more brutal and requires the destruction of an entire Nematolite vein to extract a few drops of essence.

Ningfan's twelve drops of Niè stone marrow must destroy at least three or four ore veins in order to be refined. If it is converted into equivalent grade Niè stone, it can be stacked into seventy-eight Niè stone hills!

If converted into, take these twelve drops of Nematolithic marrow, the effect is equivalent to millions of years of painstaking meditation!

As for the thunderous quenched fruits, the value is far less than that of the Nematolithic marrow, but they are outnumbered by a hundred pieces, which, taken together, is enough to offset 120,000 years of painstaking repair of ordinary mindfulness.

The vast power of medicine is refined in the body, and the ancient demonic smell of Ningfan is also rising due to the moisturization of these refinery powders.

After the demon buried Shen XXIII, Ningfan's ancient magic cultivation was greatly improved. He has made most of the progress towards the Tenth Neh of the Ten Demons. At this moment, the atmosphere has risen again, not only to the peak of the Ninth Neh of the Ten Demons, but also to the bottleneck of the Tenth Neh of the Ten Demons at a time, shocking!

A shock, failed.

Second strike, or failure.

Third time, fourth time... I don't know how many times I've tried it, but Ningfan can't really get into the Tenth Ne of Heavenly Demons, it's always so far off the line.

Gradually, the medicine in the body has been completely refined, preferring to open the eyes slowly, interrupting the repair into a surge.

He knew what was missing if he wanted to truly enter the realm of the Tenth Nest.

It's a fight!

On that same day, it absorbed the power of the Nietus stone and broke through to the Ninth Nile of the Tian Dynasty. The reason why the water came to the canal was because when Ning Fan Shu stayed in the Eight Niles of the Tian Dynasty, he had accumulated enough blood battles.

After entering the Temple of the Great Dan, he broke through the Ninth Ne of the Heavenly Demons. The time spent in the Ninth Ne of the Heavenly Demons was too short, and the baptism of blood warfare was too little. The Ancient Demon was born for war and is a natural warrior. This is the last step to break through the Tenth Ne of the Ten Demons. You must accumulate enough blood battles to break through!

“Looks like you've finished refining and refining. It's good. The smell seems to be strong...”

Huangsu's hand pointed at the sky and circled the little sun of blood in the middle of the sky. It suddenly landed in her palm and swallowed it again, swallowing it back into her body.

Rather than noticing the paleness of the royal slaughter, it is more noticeable that the slaughterhouse was soaked with sweat and attached to the green thin shirt.

Obviously, the impossibility of performing the cultivated slaughterhouse, under the oppression of the will of the saints, is not easy and extremely painful. But to help Ningfan refine her chemistry, she released the saint's will.

I owe the King a favor...

This time, however, he preferred not to thank the Emperor again. He felt that he was right. It would be useless to say more about gratitude. As long as he could help the Emperor on this tour of the Spirit Tower, he could repay his affection.

Fan stood up and patted the dirt on his body, remembering the paleness on the face of the throne, recommending, "Do you need a little rest here? ”

“We don't have a lot of time to rest. You can still hold me in your arms and save time when you're on your way.” The slaughter of the emperor was a careless tone, "he said.

“Let's get out of this phantom bamboo forest, huh, wait out of this bamboo forest, but there's a big enemy waiting for you outside. ”

“Enemy? Could it be...”

Because of the deep bamboo in the bamboo forest, the illusion, Ningfan's rainstorm can not escape the illusion, perceived the situation outside the bamboo forest, naturally killed hundred floors here.

“As you'd expect, it's him. Come on, let's go meet the Tao's apprentice! ”

When the dynasty Ningfan snuggled in his arms, he was embraced by Ningfan smoothly. Both of them did not change their faces. After all, they have held each other many times.

At the pointer of the slaughterhouse, Ningfan searched for a bamboo lane to enter. Turn left and turn right, and soon you will not see a shadow.

…

Outside Fantasy Bamboo Forest, killing hundreds of floors, using his illusion to create, could not enter this bamboo forest, tried several times, and finally all walked out of this original bamboo forest road!

Ningfan is obviously sensed in this bamboo forest, but he just can't walk in!

Trouble, it's really troublesome, illusion and other things, although the attacks are insufficient, they are often unrivalled, especially the illusion in this bamboo forest, look at the grades, obviously has reached the rank of the inferior illusion, and therefore the land is the Fire Soul Tower, trying to break into this bamboo forest, as difficult as climbing to the sky...

Killing hundred floors often came to close the soul tower in previous years, naturally understood the thorny tricks of Tai Xuan illusion in the soul tower, after trying to be fruitless, had to temporarily give up entering the bamboo forest.

“Funny, funny, I can't even get into the bamboo forest, but Ningfan can get in! This person's abilities seem to be more than mine. It is definitely worth killing for! ”

With this in mind, the expectation of killing Ningfan on the Hundred Floors cannot be higher!

Only such a ningfan is worth killing by him!

If he can't get into the bamboo forest, he blockades hundreds of miles of land around the bamboo forest with Dashentong. Regardless of which side of the bamboo forest Ningfan walks out of, he can rush to kill Ningfan outside the bamboo forest!

He doesn't believe that Ningfan will stay in the bamboo forest forever, don't come out!

“Come out! Come out and suffer, let me kill you, drink your blood! ”

Killing the hundred floors was so exciting that the expression on his face was distorted to exaggerated and extremely morbid.

In the meantime, there are occasional other participating tribes, passing here, killing hundreds of floors with nowhere to leak, whilst simultaneously killing all the strong ones of those tribes, one by one.

When Ningfan walked out of the bamboo grove, what he saw were leftovers and hundreds of floors sitting on a woman's body, playing with her bloody head!

Ningfan did not walk out of the other route. At the deliberate point of the slaughterhouse, as soon as he walked out of the bamboo forest, he appeared directly in front of the hundredth floor of the slaughterhouse.

At the sight of Ningfan's instant, he waited for a long time to kill the hundred floors and pinched his head. He stood up suddenly, his blood plasma splashed all over him, but he didn't care. There was only a near crazy excitement in his eyes!

“You finally got away with it! ”

After suppressing the killing aircraft for a long time, it finally leaked unreservedly at this moment, the raging brazenness, turned into a bloody fire, meteor-like crash to the ground, not long after, the surrounding area has become a flaming sea.

Instead of frowning, he put aside the slaughterhouse king with his face full of theatrical expression. And the slaughterhouse, he whispered to Ningfan, "Quick Battle", consciously walked far away, distancing Ningfan from the Hundred Floors showdown.

It's time to come. Killing hundreds of floors will kill you, rather than surprise. It's just that Ningfan didn't expect to kill Hundred Floors so quickly. Seeing the speed at which this man finds his way to the door, he definitely begins to look for his whereabouts when he gets to the Fire Tower.

“This person doesn't seem to care at all about the results of the illusion, let alone how much the map lights up, he just wants to kill me...”

From the eyes of the Hundred Floors, Ningfan read the desire and read the greed. This man wanted to kill him, not only because of the orders of the Lutuo Emperor, but also because he obeyed his own desire to kill!

“Your repeated provocations have exceeded my tolerance. If you insist on dying, I don't mind one more corpse under your feet.” The surrounding Rin Killer in no way affects Ningfan's long-blooded heart, cold lane.

“Ha ha! Ha-ha-ha! ”

Killing Hundred Floors sounds like hearing a great joke, suddenly laughing uncontrollably!

In his view, the district Xianzhu as an external repair, how could it be his enemy! His strength limit, even his master did not really understand, against Ningfan, easy!

Ridiculously, a district outfit thought he could kill a hundred floors with Immortal Dignity!

Think you can keep him out of sight if you try harder than him!

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

Don't say that this external repair is sealed at this moment, even if it is a full posture, it is only a robbery of the Immortal Priest, trying to kill him, robbing the Immortal Priest, it is not enough! It's the Second World War, and it's not enough!

“You know why I want to kill you! ”

After laughing, Killing Hundred Floors suddenly said, the tone of contempt.

“Because you and I are the same kind of people! ”

“You seem to kill a lot, but unfortunately you are still weaker than I am! You've heard of killing yourself! ”

“Killing fathers, killing mothers, killing wives, killing sons… I have killed too many relatives, but this killing is still flawed. I haven't killed my master yet. Kill yourself! The killer is just a killer. If you fix it, the killer is not difficult, but the rarest is to kill himself! ”

“Killing a relative means killing all kinds of relatives, yet the closest of all people in the world, and the closest to me, is not my parents, my wife and my children, but myself! I want to hurt everyone in the world, but I want to hurt myself. People may be enemies, but I am the only one, and I will never betray myself! ”

“But of course I can't kill myself, so I have to retreat to find someone as strong as me and kill them! You are a great choice! ”

“There are often only two types of people who are at the top of the slaughter but have not lost their hearts: one is the beast who guards the nest and can kill all enemies to protect the nest behind them; the other is the hunter! I'm a hunter, so are you! We are all governed by the desire to kill inside, we are the same! But even though it's the same kind, you and I are essentially different, and that's... I'm better than you! You don't seem to know this very well! ”

Fan's eyebrows wrinkled deeper.

No wonder the smell of killing hundred floors is so fierce. If you say which one you dislike the most, it is undoubtedly the best way to kill your loved ones. It's just wrong to kill Hundred Floors. I'd rather ask myself that there are more killings in my life, but in essence, it's not like killing Hundred Floors at all.

Hard to say, he's more like the beast who guarded the nest in the Hundred Stories.

“Next, let you see the power gap between you and me! Buddha emptiness! ”

But seeing the blood explode around the hundredth floor, it suddenly disappears from the spot, not even a trace of the remnants left behind, it's weird!

China is closed to the sky, like a pyrotechnic tower, and countless times more powerful than the outside world. Here, it is estimated that only Xiandei Hu can move with glow. At the very least, I'd rather ask myself, it's impossible to shine a light here. At best, I can run fast by my own methods, but I can use tricks to offset the hundred floors. It's a really weird thing.

And this speed is not in any way weaker than Ningfan's understanding of longitudinal gold light, even slightly higher than Ningfan's current grade of longitudinal gold light. Before even seeing the figure of the Hundred Floors, Ningfan had instinctively defended himself. Nightingale appeared directly hallucinating, striking at a distance directly in front of him. Almost at the moment of the attack, a tall figure of blood appeared in front of Ningfan.

Exactly. Hundred floors!

Boom!

The five black knockout waves of Night Dragon Claw accurately hit the hundredth floor of the storm, but the force of bombardment spread, but it was Ningfan's left arm with a sharp pain and numbness, then the attack on the hundredth floor shook back a few steps, and the wind clearly dropped!

This hundred floors not only moves extremely fast, but the physical strength is absolutely not weak, and even far beyond the Ningfan now sealed!

Even worse, after one blow, he killed the hundredth floor of the shadow that could not be captured by his eyes. He turned in a whistling direction and swept away towards the slaughterhouse not far away.

The slaughter of the Emperor was in a lively mood to see how Ningfan would cope with the provocation of killing the hundred floors, but I didn't expect that killing the hundred floors of children would dare to attack me. In my eyes, the cold flashed.

Behind the cold, more, is the clotting. At this moment, her cultivation cannot play a small part, and her cultivation, though tall, is the illusion of walking together. The flesh is not the strongest of the Immortal Emperor. If it is cut to the front of the hundredth floor, even if the flesh is not destroyed, it will be seriously injured.

But she wouldn't be so embarrassed if she had a bit of a fix, but at this moment, there are some crises. Of course, these crises, she doesn't have a backhand to deal with, but every backhand has to pay a great price...

Well, what about paying the price? You can't let a younger generation bully you!

The slaughterhouse was about to do something and suddenly felt empty under his feet...

Then her body was submerged in the blood attack on the hundredth floor!

“Kill one obstacle first, then you! ”

Blood has scattered, and the place has become a rubble, with hidden visible broken arms beneath the rubble, and it is not known whether these broken arms belong to the bodies of the original land or to the slaughterhouse. Then he killed the hundredth floor with a bloody bone sword and slowly appeared in shape. As usual, after killing, he lay the sword next to his mouth and tried to lick the blood on the sword with his body temperature. However, this lick was empty and his eyes suddenly subsided.

There's no blood on the sword! He didn't hit the target in this attack! There's no way a little girl in the Phantom Sea could have avoided his attack!

His gaze swept in the direction of Ningfan, and he was seeing Ningfan embracing the beautiful woman. He immediately understood that it was Ningfan who, somehow, at a time when it was not possible to distribute, took the slaughterhouse apart and avoided this blow.

At this moment, the slaughterhouse was held in the arms of Ningfan. At her feet, there was also a whirlpool of space power, just disappearing.

For Ningfan today, whirlpool technology is not powerful enough, it is no longer suitable for fighting, but it is still very good to save people, using the whirlpool technology space to instantly move the murderer directly to himself, so as to avoid the attack of killing hundred floors.

With a slightly uncomfortable look on her face, she lived for so long that for the first time, she was less saved than her younger generation. With a slight trance in her eyes, she suddenly returned to God. I just thought that Fan would hold her tight this time. If it wasn't too tight, why would she have a feeling of accelerating breathing? She had not known how many times she had been held by Ningfan before, except for the initial embarrassment of some men and women, after which she had already adapted to this level of physical contact.

This time, however, for some reason, I just felt that Ningfan's arms were like needle punctures, like pits. He could not stay long and had to evacuate immediately.

As soon as he twisted his back and limbs, he disengaged Ningfan from his arms and slaughtered the Emperor with an eyebrow and blamed Ningfan.

“I wouldn't have been hurt without you. Didn't I tell you to fight fast? Why are you still wasting time with him? Give you three breaths and chop him up! ”

In other words, it seems to blame Ning Fando for saving her. It is even more blameful that Ning Fando hastily resolved the battle without haste.

I'd rather frown than say anything. He was wrong to know that killing hundreds of floors was not easy, that he should not have kept it, but should have done everything in his power to solve the opponent in the first place.

Speaking of which, the reason he did not face the first time of killing the hundredth floor, he used the nocturnal pearl given by the slaughterhouse to restore full prosperity, but wanted to use the staircase of killing the hundredth floor to measure what level of power he reached after the ancient magic repair surged again.

Now that we have tried it, the ancient magic cultivation after the surge is, much more, but it is still not enough to see the ancient magic cultivation against the opponent who has the grand power of killing hundreds of floors. Without him, the ranks are too different from each other.

The test has been done, it's still important to solve the opponent quickly!

Ning Fan turned his hand and took out the illusion night pearl, the power input, slightly pushed, suddenly a lukewarm illusion power, coming out of the bead, and then into his body.

“Humph, it seems that your killing trail has not yet been repaired to the point of extinction. A woman in the district cannot afford to be saved. Ridiculous! ”

Killing Hundred Floors naturally did not know the changes in Ningfan's body at this moment, he was about to launch another attack, suddenly his pupils enlarged.

Afterwards, the excitement is unprecedented!

Ningfan actually broke the seal of the ring and temporarily restored the cultivation!

No mistake! The smell of Ningfan is climbing in the festival, and this dish is finally about to make the most of it!

It just seems that… rather than destroying the ring to restore the cultivation, Fan resorted to some special means.

Killing hundred floors was a slight glimpse, rumor has it that in ancient times there was a thing called parole cold, can temporarily break the seal of the ring without destroying the ring... Is it possible that Fanningfan used this object to restore it to repair without damaging the ring?

I don't care how he recovers! As long as it can be restored, it is the best thing! Killing Hundred Floors did want to kill Ningfan, but he didn't want to kill Ningfan when he was weakest. The best way to prove it is to kill Ningfan when he is strongest!

“Okay, good! Since you have restored the repair, I will let you know that even if you restore the repair, it is not my right...”

Before he had finished talking about the Hundred Floors, he suddenly noticed the red flash in front of him. Ningfan had already approached him. Without even seeing Ningfan's hand, he sprayed blood and was blown out alive.

The wind whistled, the unknown sneaky red light swept all over the place, beneath the red light, is the shadow of the white hunt!

Long hair dances like a demon, and a pair of eyes are even colder like Vancouver ice!

That's different from killing hundreds of floors!

Killing the hundred floors is cold, cold, and cold, giving the feeling of heartless, is an arrogance that disregards all beings in the world!

That's the eyes of a loose spirit alone! Killing hundreds of floors is out of reach!

The true ancestors are the spirits who kill their own witnesses and so on! Did you know that when the Purple Door Immortal Domain collapsed, even if it was as strong as a saint, many of it was controlled by the Too Cannibal Spirit? The Six Parents did not recognize it, and the Rebellion was a puppet!

Killing hundred floors shaking, like fear, like excitement, Ningfan's powerful power, let him shock, this level of power is definitely not the power of waiting for an idle robbery!

This is very close to the power of Vancouver II! No, in terms of attack power alone, there are only a few who can achieve this level! Is Ningfan really just a thief?

“Kill the hundredth floor, you're strong, but you shouldn't mess with me! This is the first hit, then the second! ”

Red flashes again!

Killing the hundredth floor pupil opened, the blood silk cloth, facing the red flash, stabbed the blood bone sword in his hand.

This blow even wraps around the power of some of the killing trails he has learned since the monastery, but this degree of trail, when Ningfan five fingers pressed, together with the blood bone sword itself, is directly crushed!

Killing Hundred Floors himself was a blood spray, was bombarded by Ningfan for dozens of miles, deeply embedded in the waist of a mountain peak, the breath directly withered.

With this blow, he used an understandable Taoist power. He thought he could suppress Ningfan slightly. How could Ningfan have used more than one Taoist Taoist Taoist, and they all understood it to a higher degree!

“Two, three, four... can't see through, can't see through. There are several! How could Brother Immortal understand so much Daoist power? How could this be possible! ”

“I don't believe it! ”

Boom!

Bombing, the mountains collapsed, killing hundreds of floors flew out of the blood, only dozens of miles, but with a blink of kung fu, he crossed these distances, flew back, almost madly rushing towards Ningfan.

He doesn't believe! He doesn't believe that the difference between himself and Ningfan is so great, it is the Second World War Immortal Priest. He has not killed, how could he lose so much to Ningfan, how could he!

“You're strong, but if I'm not mistaken, this strength doesn't really belong to you. Your true strength, without immortality, has the power to transcend immortality, only because you have taken the soul of your loved ones and integrated it into your body. This repair, this strength, actually, you still can't use your comfort, because your killing path is wrong. When you kill until you kiss, deep down in your heart, do you really not feel guilty...”

Ning Fan was shaken, hidden in blood, and rushed out to kill Hundred Floors.

Then the seal was unblocked and repaired, the third hard collision, the heavens and the earth continued to roar!

As a result, the hundredth floor was once again bombed like a dead dog by Ningfan, and during the reverse flight, the flesh continued to collapse, apparently the flesh accumulated too serious injuries! He can fight the Second World War Immortal King, but he has many ways to fight Ningfan, even the Peak Immortal King! Battle a district to kill hundred floors, prefer to take advantage of the aggressive power of bullying, easily!

After three pairs of bombings, Ningfan did not fail to realize that after this unblocking, his strength was clearly much stronger than before entering the Temple of the Great Dan.

If you think about it a little bit, you figure out why.

The demon robbed the four blood veins into one, cultivating them not as simple additive calculations, but as complementary and mutually beneficial.

And the power of the way he learned is not just as simple as using it to carry out attacks, but can also be integrated into strength.

Previously, he, the demon blood vein and blood robbery repaired as a power imbalance, resulting in the total strength of his body, can only play 78%, the remaining 12%, is consumed to balance the strength in the body.

Today, his ancient magic cultivation has improved a lot. This unbalanced posture has also moderated a little. If he used to play only 78% of his strength, now he can play nearly 90%! And because of the ancient magic cultivation, it brought about some kind of qualitative change.

It seems like a lot of different forces, colliding in the body, impacting, and then eventually, the streams sink into rivers, rivers sink into the sea, and there's a qualitative transformation.

If it were merely the use of a force of blood robbery, it would rather be completely suppressed if it were impossible to face the killing of hundreds of floors with one's bare hands, or at least use some magic magic to do this.

But at this moment, Ning Fan can clearly feel that his own strength fused together and remitted into the sea. A million creeks can't drown a man, but the ocean is different, and even though the water capacity is the same, the power varies heavenly. The power that can erupt is not so much a blood robbery repair to that level, but... infinitely close to the power of the second Bangu robbery!

“I used to think that the Ancient Emperor and the gods, demons, and demons were meant to increase the total amount of cultivation, and now it seems wrong. The demon unites to become a new force, from quantity to quantity, and then brings about a qualitative change in power. If one more mess of the ancient emperor can't do too much blood, this qualitative change will be even greater and more complicated... at this moment I play far more than the power of blood robbery to repair is proof of this qualitative change..."

It seemed at this moment that Ning Fan regained his knowledge of Yin Yang Chang, a huge book that mixed many different bloodlines.

Double cultivation, which is not worth mentioning in the eyes of others, seems to hide the avenue where idle monks simply can't reach it...