Grasping Evil

“I'm still under illusion! ”

Fan Fan looked up and looked to the sky. The sky at this moment is still as fragmented as he had previously seen, but intact.

God, not the day before!

The sky is not blue, it's red! Flesh colors! At this moment, the sky shrinks under the peristalsis, like an animal's esophagus * * * * in the peristalsis, so weird!

And because of that degree of sky peristalsis, there was a huge amount of acid fog on all sides, and it swept wildly towards Ningfan.

I'd rather not know what this acid mist is, but I can detect enough danger from it. This acid mist is too strong! If you put a tint on it, it will also dissolve directly into blood water! He can't resist this technique!

I'm gonna die!

“Blood Spirit, with the beginning of the Third Century of your district, is not qualified to let my Lord do it! Get out of here!”

Without waiting for Ningfan to apply the means of defense, the third step under him was repaired to Heavenly Dog. He had already vomited one step and then swallowed his mouth and swallowed it up into the mist of heavenly acid.

The darkness in the mouth of this third heavenly dog is deeper and more starry, with a starry sky hidden in his mouth. Once swallowed, easily swallowed the acid mist in the heavens and the earth.

The old man who chased after him suddenly got angry and a few waved after him. Finally, he stopped ahead and stopped Tian Dog from moving forward.

The old man was hiding in the blood, and the blood light was behind him, condensing into a huge blood ring, outpouring tremendous pressure!

Ning Fan glanced at the moment.

With his repair, he could not see the look of the old man through the blood light, but could also recognize the blood halo behind the old man, it is the holy ring of the beginning!

Unlike the Ring of the First Holy Ring, which Senroh coincidentally used, this old man's Ring of the First Holy Ring gives Ningfan a feeling of invincibility, as if this Ring of the Holy Ring could kill all creatures below the third step!

“Humph! Who am I? It turns out I'm a raven dog from Tai Gu Yin Mountain. No wonder I can sneak across the Yin River and attack this place quietly. I didn't expect to come from you who looked up to you, but I also thought people were the main ones for riding. And the identified owner, who is the culprit of the three realms of truth! You, want to renege on your previous master's covenant with me to confuse the Holy Sect with my enemies! ”

“Cut the crap! That old man made a deal with Mixed Saints. It's none of my business! All I know is that if not for the help of my Lord Fan, you would have taken me to the sacrifice of the causal plate. If you wait for mercy, don't blame me me for the injustice of the Raven Dog! Whatever you say today, make a scene in the land of your Holy Sect! Eat up, disciple! ”

“Death to the wretch! ”

“You're fucking dead! ”

The third step under his eyes, Tiandog, is about to go to war with the other saint. Suddenly, Fan felt dark in front of him, and then all the images were broken and disappeared...

…

A cool breeze blew through, preferring a spiritual spirit, and woke up and broke away from the illusion.

At this moment, he is no longer in illusion, nor on the back of Heavenly Dog, but on a huge building boat, floating in the Yellow Springs Sea.

He sat on the boards, beside him, slaughtered the Emperor and heavily applied the divine talent. He was desperately trying to save him from illusion...

“Oh, you son of a bitch, I can't believe I brought you back...”

The voice had just fallen, the royal poop coughed and bled, the breath had withered, obviously because the strong action was used to repair it, and there was huge damage!

“After my illusion... you worked hard to save me? ”

Ningfan stood up slowly and looked at the slaughterhouse with complexity.

The illusion came silently. If it had not been saved by the slaughter of the emperor, he would never have escaped from those illusions. With his minor cultivation, he would most likely have died in illusion if he encountered a saint in illusion...

He owes the King his life.

The slaughterhouse breath was weak and he was too lazy to even say anything. He nodded, which was an answer.

“Your damage seems to be enormous... sorry, it's all because of me...” Sighed Fan.

“I need you to fight to save my life as part of my deal, so you don't have to feel guilty. Come on, help me down! ”

“Okay.”

This tour of the Spirit Tower, for some reasons, the slaughterhouse could not have been done in a paranoid manner, but at this moment to save Ningfan from illusion, gave full strength, caused extremely serious repetition and even damaged the roots. Even more troublesome, it was affected by illusion in Ningfan, and this injury is the most terrible, causing damage, only a little, kill the King!

At this moment, she no longer had the extra strength to heal herself. At the moment of Ningfan's sobriety, she re-sealed the whole repair.

To heal the wounds, Ningfan needs to help. This time, she couldn't care less about being different from Ningfan's men and women. Instead, she took off her clothes and presented herself in front of Ningfan. Unfortunately, this time, she did not have any aesthetics. Her whole body was filled with horrible wounds!

Ningfan sucked in a slight breath of cold air.

The severity of the King's injuries is far beyond his imagination and beyond the healing range of his current healing procedures! Those horrible injuries are not just paranoid manipulation to be reversed phagocytic, but a large amount of flesh, because it is affected by some kind of horrible magic, directly erased, revealing white bones beneath the flesh, even from behind the spine of the slaughterer, can see its internal organs...

“This can't be a backphage injury!” Ningfan weighed heavily.

“Of course not... I'm really curious, what exactly did you see in the illusion, I just want to pull you, I was actually injured by the saint-grade Great Divine Spirit in the illusion, the flesh was almost corroded half of the time... you, what exactly did you see? ”

The slaughterhouse was interested to ask, a calm deity, like the body of a thousand sores, not her.

“The illusion content of Six Yellow Springs varies from person to person, because Six Yellow Springs has the magic to deduce the ancient and present future, so here illusion tends to illuminate the ancient and present future of the monks. Depending on the content, illusion power can also vary slightly. But most of them won't be too different from each other...”

“When I came to Six Yellow Springs at a time, the illusion I saw was besieged by a group of fairy monsters who had been cultivated by the immortal king... Hundreds of fairy king bee demons, with the cultivation of my then half-step immortal emperor, all perished in illusion and had to flee. ”

“And you... in illusion came the saint god! Is it not your past or your future that something so terrible has happened...”

It is hard to imagine what the slaughterhouse would have seen in order to get her so badly injured.

“I saw the Raven Dog, the Blood Spirit... they were the third step to fix it, fighting... I heard the Blood Spirit roar, and the Raven Dog talking to the Blood Spirit... I also heard the voices of my two Ladies...”

I prefer to recall the illusion content a little bit and tell it to the slaughterhouse.

As for himself, he was also thinking about the strangeness of illusion...

This illusion really has some relationship with the past and future of the middle-schooler himself...

The paper crane and the slightly cooler, really had a lot to do with him, the sound appeared in the illusion, but it is understandable.

But what does a saint's duel like Raven Dog, Bloody Spirit Son... have to do with his past and future?

I can't figure it out. His past, it should be a butterfly, only this world has entered the human path. It is hard to imagine that a butterfly of a previous life who did nothing to repair himself would have something to do with a saint-level presence.

Or does illusion see a scene that is not about your past butterfly body, but about your future?

And Fan...

This name, Ning Fan was never heard for the first time, he had received a stone in the rugged ancient land, there were two ancient demon words on the stone, it was written in the opposite Fan!

Even in the battle that he initially received through the sky, the stone once cast a dark fog demon shadow, calling itself Reverse Fan.

Later, he captured the Throughout the Sky boulder and learned from it that the ancient demon town gods returned to the ruins of the fingers...

However, Ningfan was most impressed, but far from it.

Instead… the strange feeling that emerged when he reached out and touched the word 'inverse Fan’ on the stone.

That is a feeling that is unclear and unclear… it is a kind of view of the past and the future… it is a sense of intersecting trance in time and space!

Before, Ningfan only said that this strange feeling was a delusion, but at this moment he remembered the magic of six Yellow Springs illusion. Ningfan knew that his relationship with this inverse fan was not simple!

“Six Yellow Springs can deduce the future of ancient times, that is, the characters you see either intersect with your past, or intersect with your future… By the way, the two saints you describe, I've heard of one in my dreams. I've heard of Raven Dog. It seems to be a mountain beast guarding the Yin Mountains for a real power...”

“Oh, have you ever dreamed of this? Then you dreamed of the name Blood Spirit. ”

“Blood spirits? Never dreamed. But there are so many saints in the real world, my dream range is not particularly large, I don't know what's strange about this saint. ”

“So... have you heard of the name Fan, according to the illusion conversation content, this person seems to be the sinner who led the three realms to pursue together...”

“Reverse Fan? Which two words? ”

“Reverse and reverse, Fan of the cage. ”

“This name has never appeared in my dreams...”

Ningfan was slightly silent, not knowing what to think. Over time, Ningfan finally suppressed the wounds of the slaughterhouse for a while.

At least on the face of it, the flesh of the slaughterhouse was repaired and the previous white smooth was restored. Of course, the smell was still very weak. Apparently, the internal injuries were serious and damaged a lot of the roots.

In illusion, Ningfan saw the saint fight, so that the murderer who saved his hand was affected by the fluctuation of the saint's fight. But after all, illusion is only illusion, it is impossible to really imitate saint-level fighting fluctuations. Otherwise, even if the slaughterhouse is fully open, it will not survive the saintly fighting fluctuations.

If the wounds caused by the saints were true, they could never have been cured by today's Ningfan.

After the wounds were healed, Tu Wang retrieved a clean dress and wore it neatly. The whole process of dressing was lazy enough to avoid Ningfan.

Even after wearing it, she teased Ningfan with great fun and asked Ningfan 'how my body looks'.

Rather than answering this boring question, Fanfan watched the surrounding environment.

As soon as he woke up from illusion, he was busy healing the slaughterhouse, and now he had time to look around.

The Heavenly Dog, who had entered the area, had no idea where he had gone. He could not see a doggy at all on the sea.

The ship appears to have been taken out by the slaughterhouse, without which he and the slaughterhouse would have been in the infinite sea without a foothold.

Six ancient mountains floating at sea, although you can stand on your feet, reason tells Ningfan to stay away from those places.

Especially... stay away from the easternmost one!

Ning Fan had a strong eye and could see the huge text on the ancient mountains to the east at a glance, even if it was a few dozen miles away.

Six Rounds Without You

This text is an ancient demon text! And this handwriting... the smell between the lines in this word... I'd rather Fan just feel familiar.

It seems that… there is some kind of the same word as your [inverse fan] on the Naguan empty stone!

If you can't help but hear yourself, the words you hear in the illusion will ring.

‘Reverse Fan, you dare! All three realms of truth are after you. How dare you run to my six turns to find your own way back to death? Do you really think I'm weak in ancient Holy Sect? I told you to come back today! ’

‘Cut the crap! That old man made a deal with Mixed Saints. None of my business! All I know is that if my Lord had not saved Fan, you would have taken me to the sacrifice of the causal plate...’

Fan!

It's Fan!

Six Yellow Springs with the footprints of rebellion! He, he came here and left a text here!

Has Fan ever forcibly broken through six rounds?

Is it possible that after the invasion, Zhanfan was more on Yellow Springs, on the side of Ancient Mountain, leaving such a stone engraved speech?

Six Dao Yellow Springs without you...

Six Dao Yellow Springs without you...

Reverse Fan came to Six Dao Yellow Springs, you want to come here to find someone...

To whom...

In the face of these ancient mountain texts, Ningfan felt like he was only at this moment, and he had the feeling of the intersection of time and space.

At this moment, for the first time, he was confused about the word "Reverse Fan".

At this moment, for the first time, he was a little confused, what was the past, what was the future...

There are thousands of speculations in his heart about the Reverse Fan, yet in the face of this ancient mountain script, he is only silent and says nothing more.

It's even more unlikely to run up close to these ancient mountain texts!

It's dangerous, it's very dangerous, and the line looks very similar to what it was, and seems to be engraved by the same person.

But the emotions involved are never the same!

The word "inverse fan" gave Ning Fan a sense of calm...

And these six words brought Ningfan to the face of the killing machine, with madness!

Upper impoverished Bi falls Yellow Springs, all nine heavens and ten earth are killed!

I'd rather feel this kind of crazy killing machine! If he runs near this ancient mountain, there will only be one end to it, it will be... killed by the ancient mountain script!

The six-word repression is even a hundred times more powerful than the stone tablet that the saints of medicine left behind in the Great Below! Murder is more dangerous than words on the same day!

If the engraver is truly defiant, how powerful is this defiant monk, a hundred times stronger than the saint of medicine?

“We don't have much time. It's time to get down to business. In the next few moments, I'll be waiting for you on the boat, and you, you need to dive into this Yellow Springs Sea, go to this seabed, and find an answer for me. ”

“How to find it? ”

“I'll lend you one of my eyes. You take it, you dive into the ocean, and it will lead you in the right direction. Of course, without this treasure, you will die if you venture into the depths of Yellow Springs. So next I will unseal this treasure and set the treasure's reflux time point before you jump into Yellow Springs. If you die deep in Yellow Springs, this treasure will reflux your time and return to the undead...”

A piece of sandalwood slaughtered the Emperor's mouth, spitting out a stream of light, and then unsealing the seal.

The true face of this object finally appeared in front of Ning Fan's eyes. Hershey is a golden treasure box with a moonlight scent. It is filled with ancient Olympic prints, and a pig's face floats. It is presented on it. The mouth of the pig's face contains a golden yuanbao, a greedy divine colour, and is uniquely engraved.

This treasure is a congenital treasure, but because it is so broken, it is severely depleted of power that it is impossible to tell which grade was once congenital.

And at this moment, the pig's face on the treasure box suddenly contained Kim Yuanbao, vaguely speaking.

“Beautiful, beautiful, you finally let your grandfather go. Hey, did you get it figured out and finally become the Lady of the Box Spirit? If you have eyes, don't look at Grandpa Er now is just a filthy pig-headed boxing spirit. Once upon a time, he was a marshal in charge of one side of the Navy! Beauty, let's talk about this, see if this is okay, let me tell you a story about my trip to the West, you smell your belly pockets, hey, I want belly pockets, grandpa I want so many belly pockets...”

Boom!

In response to this pigface box spirit, he punched the slaughterhouse indifferently and directly into the box, but then the pigface drilled out extremely shamelessly and smiled at the slaughterhouse.

In time, Ningfan had some understanding as to why the slaughterhouse sealed the treasure.

Probably not for fear of leaking the breath of Fa Bao.

Probably... just want to seal the colorful, annoying boxing spirit!

Ningfan even implicitly speculated that the King's generous gift of this treasure did not try to completely escape the meaning of this colorful box spirit...

“Take it! Now this thing is yours! The box is dirty and dirty, but it's quite practical. If he's a bitch, just hit him with your fist and he'll do what he says! ”

The Huanghuang handed Ningfan the treasure box. The pig's head box was noisy and noisy. He was extremely reluctant to be transferred to Ningfan.

Unfortunately, the complaint of Pig Head Box Spirit was ignored by Huangtong Tong. At this moment, Huangtong Huangtong is thinking in his heart about another matter. How can Kung Fu care about this annoying Box Spirit?

Remembering the previous practice of Tianfan Tianjing, after considering a little, the slaughterhouse decided to give Ningfan a reminder.

“Before you go into Six Yellow Springs, I want to ask you something. Your routine is to learn from the three realms of the real world? Or, like your eastern ancestors, you've come to learn by stealing...”

It would be very dangerous to learn by stealing. The East Heavenly Joe Emperor was the forerunner! The so-called East Heavenly Emperor's own creation technique, which is not actually accurate, can only be said to be half right...