Grasping Evil

Ningfan seized six ancient Buddhist fruits from the red storage bag. * * * If you divide them, he will eat three and the slaughterhouse will eat two. And one more, according to the distribution ratio, he can eat half of it, while the slaughterhouse can eat half of it.

With the personality of Ningfan, it would never have been possible to give such good things as ancient Buddhist fruit to the outsiders for nothing.

But who called the slaughterhouse to take good care of Ningfan on the road, the vast majority of the celestial treasures harvested on the road went into Ningfan's belly.

The slaughterer was generous to him, and naturally he couldn't be petty to the slaughterer, thinking, shaking his head,

“Let's split it equally. I got six ancient Buddhist fruits, and you and I ate half of them. ”

“Giggle, I didn't know you had such a generous side... but I love it! Half a man then!” The royal slaughter glanced, laughing.

“But you wouldn't eat here, would you? ”

“Naturally, the food and clothing of ancient Buddhist fruits are of great interest, and this place is by no means the best choice. When you and I get to the fifth floor, we'll eat! ”

Ningfan talked to the slaughter of the Emperor in a very happy way, completely treating witch words and others as air.

In this regard, the witch's words and others naturally dare not complain about anything. It is the man with the scar. He can only be respectful and respectful. Let Ning Fan and his little daughter-in-law ‘flirt' in front of him.

The hexagonal stone gate blocking the entrance on the fifth floor is very hard and, according to the witchcraft, requires the strength of the immortal priest to blow it open.

Ningfan's overall strength did not reach the level of second-guess immortality, but with the weight of the seven stars against the sea sword and the suppression of the criminal ring by the illusion night pearl, he only opened the stone door with one blow, and behind him slaughtered the king, walked towards the fifth floor.

Not at all meant to accompany witch words and others!

No one has the courage to accompany Ningfan. They have seen Ningfan's horrific killings. They are as strong as witchcraft words. They all have some chills in the face of Ningfan.

Until long after Ningfan's departure, the witch's words beat rapidly at the heart, only a little calm and a long relaxed breath was restored.

“Lord Witch Word, are we still going to the fifth floor to accumulate illusion scores?” Scar men and others similarly gave a sigh of breath and asked cautiously about the witchcraft.

“No, we don't have to go on the fifth level anymore. Shidang and Hongqiao's two main opponents are dead. In this illusion trial, the scores are likely to be higher than mine. There are only two left - killing Hundred Floors and Ningfan Daoyou... the worst, I can also enter the top three. You fantasy seas can follow our actions, plus you can share half of the scores with Ningfan Daoyou. With only the illusion test score, you can at least try the fourth one. As long as we can keep our lives and the map to the end, the final result, at least, can be the fourth...”

“Fourth place!” Scar men can't hide their emotions.

With his powers in Fantasy Sea, it would never have been possible to take fourth place in the Mausoleum War. If such luck had existed, it would have definitely been thanks to the blessings of Ningfan and Witchwords!

“My goal is only the first three, and your fantasy sea goal is even lower. The goal has been steadily achieved and there is no need to venture into the fifth level of adventure. The fifth floor has traditionally been the burial ground of ancient demons. Due to the excessive obsession, the existence of biologically-dead demons is definitely not a small number. Some of them have reached the rank of Wangu Immortals to cultivate...”

“Shh! The fifth floor is so dangerous, I'd rather not go in. ”

“Mm-hmm. Halfway through the illusion time, I'll wait and take the first four floors and explore some more...”

“Yes! Everything is at the behest of the Witch Lord! ”

…

Witch words and other people's movements, prefer not to care. Once on the fifth floor, Ningfan was attracted to the vast magic of the place.

“What a heavy magic here! Wait, this roar is an ancient demon! ”

The fog covered the front, hidden ancient demon roar, which made Ningfangton concentrating, closing his eyes and slightly dissipating his mind.

Many… The number of ancient demonic breaths in the fifth floor of this pyrotechnic tower has reached almost an enormous level!

However, no ancient demon has life, and all the ancient demons here are dead and, after death, turned into corpses...

Theoretically, the chance of a monk turning into a demon after his death is small, but this chance does not apply to the Ancient Demon clan.

The Ancient Demons are good at hammering the flesh, and the flesh is often able to remain undamaged for quite some time after death.

The body remains immortal for a long time and, once old, is prone to corpses.

If a corpse is stored in such a gloomy place and has a special Yamakawa pattern, the chances of it turning are even greater!

Obviously, the fifth floor of this pyrotechnic tower seems to be an excellent place for the ancient demon corpse to turn into an ancient demon. The number of corpses inhabited here is no less than 10,000!

“These ancient demons, guards of the sixth floor of the Fire Tower, arched on the fifth floor in order to prevent others from entering the sixth floor. At the beginning of the successive mausoleum battles, the pattern of mountain rivers on the fifth floor will change dramatically. The only thing that remains unchanged is these loyal ancient demons, who have always guarded the place, like half the pawns. ”

“Pawn is it, that is, there are things on the sixth floor that the ancient demons intend to guard...” asked Ningfan, looking slightly.

“Nice, these ancient demons are meant to guard what you and I are here for. ”

“What is it? ”

“If you go, it will never be something bad for you, but it will be very beneficial. ”

The level of danger on the fifth floor is completely different from the previous floors. Here, Ningfan dares not travel too fast. If the movement is too loud, it will lead to the siege of a large number of ancient demon guards.

These ancient demon guards are too numerous and dispersed. Ningfan illusion night pearl power has been used three times, the remaining power is not much, and it has to be used to cope with the unknown coming of the three flames chase, naturally cannot be wasted on these ancient demons.

So, on the road, but when encountering the ancient demons to stop the road, Ningfan only used his own ancient demons to fix it as a battle.

So three days have passed, and time is the twenty-first day since the illusion began.

“If I had known that you were so strong after repairing the seal, I would have gathered a few more fantasy beads for you in advance, and I would have greatly improved the speed of the fifth level of the road. Unfortunately, gathering such a bead consumes a great deal of my illusion power and even shakes a little bit of fundamentals. If not necessary, I will not wear the Numen to refine this bead...”

It took Ningfan a great deal of kung fu to destroy an ancient demon who had missed the late period, and the slaughterer was forced to frown.

After three days, she and Ningfan were only headed towards the sixth floor entrance, less than a tenth of the way, which was a little slow.

On the one hand, it is because Ningfan deliberately suppresses speed, and on the other hand, the slaughterhouse will spend some time directing Ningfan to destroy illusion and search for a lot of good things every time.

But because there are so many ancient demons around, it is not a safe environment, whether it is the harvest of these fifth layers or the previous ancient Buddhist fruit, there is no time to refine.

Forgive me, but at this rate of travel, time doesn't seem to be enough...

“I couldn't, so I unblocked it. Why don't you force me to go?” After the burial of the ancient demon, Ningfan closed his eyes slightly and gave the ancient demon who had been buried three breaths of silence as a funeral, facing the slaughter of the Emperor.

He was not only exterminating the ancient demons in the way, but more, burying them with a combination of techniques, burying them and giving them complete rest.

It's also kind of funny.

Ningfan was originally buried on behalf of Shen XXIII. By virtue of the biocidal technique, he absorbed most of Shen XXIII's remaining flesh and blood essence, and thus greatly refined the ancient magic cultivation.

He thought that burial of every ancient demon would bring such enormous benefits, which does not seem to be the case today.

It has been three days since he entered the fifth floor. At least one hundred or two of the ancient demons he sent for burial have been buried. However, after so many ancient demons have been buried, Ningfan's ancient demons have practiced only a small amount of refinement. It would be far better to bury a Shen 23.

Ningfan had to have some speculation.

Funeral ancient demons with biocidal techniques, obtained modifications for improvement, is directly related to the other party's prenatal repairs for heights and heights.

In the fifth floor, he buried many ancient demons, but the vast majority of them were only the first step, only a small part, to reach the realm of the Twelve Negroes.

The benefits of burying these ancient demons to Ningfan are somewhat insignificant compared to the suspicion of the existence of the Immortal King in his lifetime.

“What's left of your fantasy bead power?” Slaughtered the Emperor, asked.

“Less than a third, if used all, should be sufficient to reach the sixth floor in a very short time. But then I didn't use this bead in my hand, and when I encountered danger, I couldn't handle it...” replied Ningfan.

“We don't have much time left, you use the rest of the bead and if there are any more risks, I'll take care of it! It's just that I won't have to do it before it's repaired. It's just an emergency measure, and it's very damaging to me... it's just something we do to each other, and that's nothing. This answer, I must find out, no matter what the cost...” The slaughterhouse stubbornly persists.

In other words, if there is a real attack by the Three Flames, even if it has not been repaired, there will be a backhand to deal with it? … Such a guarantee is sufficient. Ningfan nodded and turned his hand to remove the illusion night pearl, this time directly exhausting the full power of the night pearl.

The illusion night pearl is accompanied by a scratch, spiritual exhaustion, from which it is broken. And Ningfan, fix it as an air festival climb, no longer careless as he travels, directly turned into a bright red light, rushing!

This movement was too loud, almost in the instant room, and it shook up the entire fifth floor of the ancient demon guard!

Unfortunately, if it was Ning Fan under repression, he would still find it difficult to face these ancient demon guards. At this moment, he would often bury dozens of ancient demons with just one face!

These are the immortal ancient demons attracted by the great movement, and they can't stop Ningfan at this moment!

The ancient demon of the new Immortals, kill one!

Vancouver's first ancient demon, kill two!

The new Immortal Monster is an ancient demon. Kill two more!

Ancient demon of Vancouver 2, kill 3!

Ningfan's performance on this fifth floor is constantly climbing. In less than half an hour, he walked the remaining nine-tenths of this layer and buried all eight immortal monsters on the fifth floor!

The benefits to Ningfan from the soaring performance are also enormous. Burial of ordinary ancient demons, cultivation as promotion may be minimal, but burial of immortal superior ancient demons cannot be trivial.

Twelve immortal ancient demons have been buried continuously, rather than absorbing a lot of flesh and blood essence, he can feel that his ancient demons have improved greatly. However, due to the insufficient number of blood wars, the ancient demons are still limited to half-step steps into the Tene Ne level.

However, according to Ningfan's estimation, once he has accumulated enough blood warfare experience, after the breakthrough, Cultivation will never just break through the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten Negroes of the Ten of the Ten

The further back, the harder it will be to improve the ancient demon cultivation. The benefits of burying eight immortal ancient demons will save at least one million years of painstaking ordinary ancient demons.

All the way forward, all the way to the funeral, prefer to repair as the ancient demons continue to refine with the burial, but can not show the joy, but always keep the sombre.

Above the funeral, there should be no laughter, let alone burial for so many ancient demons strong...

Eight immortal ancient demons on the fifth floor, all at rest...

Forty-three ancient demons of the Eleven and Twelve Negroes are also at rest.

There may also be ancient demons here, but most of them exist that can be countered by mere ancient magic.

On the other hand, the hallucinogenic bead power consumption was enormous, just reached the entrance to the sixth floor, the hallucinogenic bead power was exhausted, and the ring was again repaired into a seal.

The rest of the journey cannot be restored until the ring is destroyed…

Ho!

Far away, the ancient demons on the fifth floor are still chasing after Ningfan's place.

These are ancient demons that are underdeveloped and running slowly. They are strong and fast. They have all been buried by Ningfan, and the rest are underfeared.

“Don't you want to go to the sixth floor now?” Behind the slaughterhouse, Ningfan stood still at the entrance to the sixth floor and frowned slightly, asking.

“Wait half a day, I want to bury all the ancient demons here.” Ning Fanfan heard ancient demons roaring from all sides, sighing.

“Do you want to stay here for half a day because after you kill an ancient demon, you can get the benefit of fixing it for a promotion? Half a day is not long, and by the sixth floor, the road is very good to go. If it helps to increase your strength, it doesn't mean you can't stay for half a day...”

“Yes," he said. However, Fan Fan knew that the rest of the ancient demons were mostly less powerful than his existence, bringing him benefits, too small.

If only from the point of view of repair and promotion, he stays for half a day less than half a day, it doesn't really make much sense.

But I'd rather stay a little longer to bury all the ancient demons here...

All the ancient demons on the fifth floor are headed this way, which is good, saving Ningfan time to find them separately.

It's just that these ancient demons drive at different speeds, and there's only so much to wait for, and wait for them to slowly follow, and bury them one by one.

These meanings, rather than explaining to the slaughterhouse.

The mystery of biocidality, the slaughter of the emperor also saw a little, but there was no more explanation.

He merely dropped the slaughterhouse in silence, stayed here in silence, silently practiced biocidal techniques, and buried an ancient demon who was mentally incompetent and roared to death...

At that time, the Ink Heavy Immortal Emperor, what kind of ideas existed to teach him biocidal techniques, rather than know. Ningfan was not proud to think that as long as he learned biocidal techniques, he really became the legendary Master of the Enchanted Demon.

Burial is the luxury of a warrior.

Most of the Ancient Demons were born on the battlefield and died on the battlefield. If the Ancient Demons survived with their companions, they might return to bury the bodies of the Ancient Demons.

But unfortunately, the ancient demons in this land have no surviving companions.

Perhaps the ancient demons here, like the previous Application XXIII, are martyrs who died fighting to protect the Purple Door Immortal Domain.

Or, not...

But it is not so important to understand the true meaning and responsibility of biocidal techniques. It is harder for Fan to ignore the ancient demons whose remains have not been harvested.

His shoulder seemed to have a sense of responsibility and a hint of... emotion for the cold memorial of Wangu.

Half a day will soon pass.

The whole fifth floor was silent, and no one could hear the roar of an ancient demon.

All have been... buried.

“You can go now.” I'd rather slaughter the Emperor's Road to the side.

“There's no need to rush off. What a surprise you killed all the ancient demons here. Good thing once these ancient demons go, this place is extremely safe, but it is a great place to refine and refine the harvest. Come, I will release the will of the saints with a secret treasure to help you speed up refining and digestion! ”

“Here? ”

“Yes, here. With you and me illusion, the sixth floor is not too risky as long as you are careful, but you must always stay focused and not loose at all. By the sixth floor, you can no longer distract from refining anything, Dan Yao, Ling Guo, everything, or else you will most likely have been inadvertently illusioned in the middle of refining, without knowing it, and lost your life for nothing. ”

“The sixth floor is so dangerous? Even a pine god could die?” Ning Fanxiao dissented.

“It's a big surprise not to loosen up at all. And why do you think I have to work so hard to upgrade your soul level by searching for Luolin? If your soul level doesn't rise, you will most likely loose your soul when you sit down to refine the chemical soul stone... Stop talking nonsense, come here and sit on your knees and refine our harvest these few days. ”

Hearing the slaughterhouse say this, Ningfan no longer refused. Now sit on your knees.

First, the ancient magic that came out of the body was slightly consolidated, and then a kind of spirit was removed. The first thing that was raised was naturally the level of medicine soul.

Together with Alchemy, today's Ningfan is not paying much attention. However, the upgrade of the level of medicine soul brings with it more than just the upgrade of alchemy, it can also improve the combat power.

The acute perception of the medicine's soul has helped Ningfan avoid the enemy's attacks on numerous occasions.

Of course, in the Greater Below, the soul of medicine can also be used to apply hybrid techniques. There are many kinds of symbiotic techniques. Depending on the kinds, different attributes such as attack, defense, speed, resistance can be amplified, so that the monks can advance greatly, and can also be used to weaken the enemy's various attributes...

In this way, Ningfan naturally has expectations for the improvement of the medicine soul.

Originally approaching the spirits of eight-turn superiors, it quickly broke through under the accumulation of a variety of celestial treasures.

Then we begin to approach the Eight Turn Peak, then... Breakthrough!

Nine spirits were getting closer and closer. Nine spirits would never have broken through with the time he had devoted to alchemy.

At this moment, however, this previously unimaginable realm of medicine and soul is within reach!

Unfortunately, even though Ningfan's journey had been very rewarding, it was not enough for him to completely break through the ranks of the Nine Spirits.

From eight to nine, there seems to be a ditch. The ditch is very shallow, very shallow, at least on the face of it, however, it really needs to be filled in, but this ditch is as if it can't be filled in!

At this moment, Fan had such a feeling that he experienced the difficulty of breaking through nine turns! This difficulty is even more serious than the others, because ordinary people basically improve their medicine souls on schedule, the foundation is very strong, and Ningfan's medicine soul has been raised a little too fast in recent days, so much so that his medicine soul... floats!

This idle float has also become a major difficulty in breaking through the nine turns, good for Ningfan, and the slaughterhouse.

The Holocaust is also a great inferior, also naturally endowed with medicinal souls, the great inferior's all-popular alchemy is not a joke.

She doesn't pay much attention to the matter of medicine souls. Instead, she is deeply immersed in illusion together. At this moment, she suddenly made a seemingly crazy decision for Nine Turns for Nine.

She lifted her thin sleeve, revealed her greasy arm, reached in front of Ningfan, her shallowy fingers, and she immediately had a wound on her arm, bleeding.

“Suck my blood!” The slaughterhouse cannot refuse to say.

“…" prefers to have some silence. How many words does it mean that the slaughterhouse suddenly came out like this? If there had not been a little trust in the slaughterhouse and anyone else would have done so, Ningfan would have consciously refused to do so. Blood cannot be sucked randomly, especially from strangers. It is difficult to guarantee that there will be no calculations...

For the slaughterhouse, Fan preferred not to think that she would count herself, but was curious about the significance behind this behavior.

“Don't waste your time. Blood is spilling on the ground! Suck it!” The slaughter of the Emperor's voice said that her blood would be too wasted if it flowed to the ground for nothing.

Seeing that the slaughterhouse was in a hurry, he preferred to frown slightly, or chose to trust, opening his mouth to seal the wound on the slaughterhouse's arm, the sweet blood, and suddenly a tiny bit of it poured into his mouth.

And what was unexpected to Ningfan was that once the blood entered the abdomen, it instantly turned into a huge amount of medicine, so that he approached the nine-spin level of medicine, and finally began to move towards the last step!

Weird, how can human blood contain such a huge amount of medicine...

Although human blood has a sweet smell, the blood of the slaughterhouse is too sweet. It smells like honey...

Seeing Ning Fan sucked his own blood, Tu Wang nodded to his satisfaction, hiding a little pale, explaining,

“When I was younger, I had some encounters. I took a drop of [Taichu Immortal Honey]. This product nourishes the medicine's soul tremendously. However, it only helps the medicine soul under nine revolutions. I only refined half a drop of immortal honey, which allowed the medicine soul to break through the ninth revolution level. Unfortunately, I don't have much interest in the medicine soul together. After many years of spinning, the medicine soul level is still the original Nine Split Lead product… As for the immortal power of the Holy Domain, it has been stored in my blood and can be given to you today! ”

“Too early Immortal, I've never heard of this kind of thing, is it something that is unique to the Big Beloved?” Feeling the smell of honey, the medicine is huge, with the experience of Ningfan, you have to move a little, the mouth blocks the wound of the slaughter's arm, unable to speak, can only pronounce conversation in a mindful way.

“It's not my tribe's thing, it seems to be something that is unique to a large group in the real world, how specific, I don't know much, I've only seen some in strange dreams, but I didn't expect that there will be such an encounter to find a drop.” The slaughterhouse replied.

I heard that it was the real world, and Ningfan was no longer surprised by the enormous amount of medicine.

Feeling that the remaining immortal power in the blood had gone all the way into Ningfan's body, Tu Wang retracted his arm and then took out a handkerchief to tie the wound. At this moment, she was unable to perform the repair, tried it, and found that this minor wound could not heal herself, so she had to stop the bleeding...

Ningfan shook his head, raised his hand and struck a starlight, healing the wound on the Emperor's arm, which continued to refine the body's nectar power.

Thought about it, but said 'thank you'.

Haha laughed when he slaughtered the Emperor. He had no daughter's family. “Don't thank me, it's just a deal. I've given you a lot of benefits. When you get to the sixth floor, you'll have to do more to help me! ”

“Naturally, the girl can rest assured. ”

Even if it was just a deal, the slaughterhouse helped Ningfan a lot. Naturally, Ningfan could not ignore these gifts.

The power of the medicine soul in the body, constantly raging, constantly colliding, then turning into a false black butterfly, dancing around, is beautiful.

“Is this your pharmacopoeia... butterflies, funny! My medicine soul is a bee. In my Big Beluga, there is a saying of 'soul in heart’. The form of medicine soul, in a sense, can reflect the character of a monk. Butterflies and bees, all feeding on nectar, have some similarity. Maybe you and I have some kind of similarity in character.” The Great Slaughter looked at Ningfan's medicine soul with interest.

Ningfan struck the bottleneck of the Nine Spirits without a word.

It's just a pharmacopoeia. How can you pull out so many doorways? Oh, he's deeply skeptical about that.

A day goes by!

Two days passed!

Three days passed!

At some point, the sky above the fifth floor suddenly covered with clouds and a huge butterfly shadow emerged in the sky.

At this moment, a powerful smell of medicine soul, coming from Ningfan, its drug soul level finally reached nine revolutions!

Of course, it's just lead, silver, gold, emperor, the lowest of the nine spirits of lead. Forgive me, but Ningfan was also somewhat surprised. If you look at the whole East, there are not too many nine-pass alchemists. This level of alchemists may not be much of a Big Beluga, but outside, there is definitely a Phoenix Horn.

He really helped him in less than a month, from seven to nine spirits!

This woman's skills... are huge.

“Can we get to the sixth floor now?” Ningfan asked.

At this moment, the strength of his soul alone is enough to resist the enormous drug gas in the Great Belgian air. Nine spirits of the Alchemist are powerful, but cannot be underestimated.

“Eat the ancient Buddhist Dao fruit first, it is of great benefit for the practice of mindfulness. Ancient demons are good at refining the body, but they are not good at mindfulness practice. This object can make up for the shortcomings of your ancient demons! You know, the strength and weakness of the mind also affect the release and resistance of illusion. In the future, it would be a good choice if you wanted to be more sophisticated with illusion and enhance mindset cultivation. ”

Due to excessive blood loss, the slaughterhouse face is slightly pale, but the eyes are still bright and godly.

Speaking of ancient Buddhist fruit, she licked her lips, despite her image. Apparently, she couldn't wait to take a few bites...