Grasping Evil

Wu Lao Ba shook his head, left a few taels of silver on the table, left the wine restaurant, then turned a few laps in the city's small town, bought some materials, and left the Sanyancheng pool.

As soon as he got out of the city, he drove all the way to the depths of the continent, where he went all the way to a huge valley deep in the continent.

As soon as it approached the valley, several beasts roared at the middle of the valley, then there were four small mountainous dragon-shaped warcraft, flying out of the valley, killing machines locked on the eight bodies of Wu Lao, four warcraft, all of them are the atmosphere of the new immortal dignity, with Wu Lao Ba fixation, at the same time facing the killing machines of the four warcraft locking, all of them must be some like enemies.

Fortunately, the four-headed beast, when he saw the man was Wu Lao Ba, converged on the killing plane and flew back into the valley.

Wu Lao Ba, this is settled, enter the valley. The valley is filled with the smell of warcraft faeces. Thousands more warcraft are stuck here. This valley is clearly a nest of warcraft!

“Hey, Sha Xing can really choose a place to hide in the lair of the Immortal Premier Warcraft to take care of the injuries, although he can avoid the patrol of the Three Flames Brothers here, but... it stinks too much here. Especially here, the magic is so heavy, I can't bear to cultivate the monastery as hidden, but he chose to take care of the wounds here...”

Wu Lao Ba defamed his stomach, and a light car made its way through the valley fork. Occasionally, he encountered warcraft in the valley. Once those warcraft saw him, they all converged on the killing machine and did not attack.

At the deepest end of this Warcraft's lair, there is a naturally formed giant melting hole, which was the home of one of the fairy-honorable warcraft in the valley, but is now robbed by Ningfan as a healing place.

The cave door is arranged with an extremely subtle array, making it difficult for the smell in the valley to penetrate here. That array more concentrates the effect of magic, making the concentration of magic in the cave almost ten times, hundred times more than the outside world!

Fortunately, the magic appeared to be controlled by people, scattered across the road, and left some vacuum zone for people to pass through. Otherwise, Wu Lao Ba could not bear these magic, and could not enter the cave with magic.

“Mr. Wu, you're back. Did you get all the materials you needed to bury Moon?” It was Ouyang warm and the funeral moon that sensed Wu Lao Ba's return, coming out of the deepest part of the cave, asked.

Wu Lao Ba sighed. “Hey, we haven't bought all of them yet. The mainland of this vicious area is too desolate. Although there are several Sanyancheng pools on this mainland, the monks here are generally not high. The materials sold in Zhongfang City are also mostly low-order. The materials needed by the Moon Mother are only a few that Xiao Ba fortunately bought...”

“It's good to get a few things, Udo doesn't have to blame himself.” The funeral moon frowned slightly, but then soothed his eyebrows, fading away.

“However, I did hear a message, I just didn't know whether to tell the master this message...”

Wu Lao Ba will hear the news from the city, Ouyang warm, buried the second daughter, all frowned.

The Empress who protected Ning Fan from leaving was actually captured on the Holy Mountain...

Although the second daughter knows very little about the slaughterhouse, she can also see more or less that the relationship between the slaughterhouse and Ningfan is strong. Otherwise, how can she be rescued in Ningfan at a difficult time?

When Ouyang warms up, he understands what Wu Lao Ba is getting into.

Ningfan red face countless, every woman around him is very short protection. This slaughterhouse was taken to save Ningfan. It is absolutely impossible to ignore the slaughterhouse with a tranquil personality...

“The sister suffered so hard to save her husband that he could not stand idly by. Mr. Wu did not say that the husband must have his own way of detecting the news. Ehujun's ability, most of the time, knew this news, which can also explain why the brazenness of the husband in the past few days is so terrible, afraid that it has moved truly angry...” Ouyang sighed warmly.

The funeral moon revealed a silent colour, doubtful, "You shouldn't. On that day, the woman who saved the little thief should be the kind of immortal emperor who stepped half-step into the holy realm. Undoubtedly, she was stronger than me when I was full. On that day, when we waited to escape, I also sensed the scent of the light Buddha slowly descending in the Great Light Temple. According to my judgment, the light Buddha's fix was stronger than that woman's, but it would never be too strong. Both were half-step into the holy fix. That woman is seriously injured, but it is unlikely that she will be captured alive by the bright Buddha... but it is more difficult than killing... is the first order of quasi-sanctionality, and it is unlikely that she will want to capture alive...”

Is the message false?

Or is it that the power hidden by the Buddha of Light should be far higher than the half-step quasi-style cult on the surface? Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to capture another half-step saint alive.

“Hey, is the master still healing? ”

“Well, let's not disturb him, just do it. ”

“Well, the two mothers continue to stay here to take care of the master. Xiao Ha has bought all the materials for the ancient altar and can proceed to arrange the ancient altar. By the way, if the master's healing wound is over, please tell the master that Hachi has the same treasure and intends to give it to the master, but the master needs some strength...”

“Don't worry, we'll let him know when the thief comes out. ”

“In that case, Hachi went to set up the altar first. I dare you to bully the master of Wu Xiao Ba, see how I deal with your thunderbolt! ”

Wu Lao Ba Hey Hey Weird, walked out of the melting hole, but within this Valley of Warcraft, set up an altar. Busy, humming a terrible little song.

Ouyang warmth stayed in the cave, under the guidance of the burial moon, practiced some special secrets, the minds gradually leaked like moonlight.

“At this moment, the materials are incomplete, I will continue to teach you the moon reading secrets of Guangdong Palace. When the materials are collected, Lau Wen's sister will use the secrets to refine some syllables for me. ”

“Symbols? Didn't you refine Dan medicine? I'm not very good at charm refiners...”

“Warm sister don't have to worry, it's not about how high-end the figurines are. Rolling, these symbols are an important part of revenge thunder...”

“Warm children deserve to contribute to this. ”

…

The funeral moon is fine, and so is Wu Lao Ba. None of it is good. There is no need for them to take revenge on the thunderbolts in secret, even though they had their own plans.

At the deepest point of the cave, the magic fog surrounds the center, sitting on a bare man.

It's Ningfan.

Each of the three flame forces belongs to a vicious continent, which is a place of magic. There is no difficulty in laying a magical formation here. Easily, Ningfan reaches the deepest concentrations of magic in the cave, a hundred times the outside world.

If you are in such a large number of magic centers, you will have difficulty breathing.

But Ningfan is the ancestral blood ancient demon. The magic here is not only harmless to him, but it is beneficial. The wounds of the ancient demon flesh are nourished by a great deal of magic, recovering more than a dozen times faster than before! Plus the triple healing of black stars, nirvana technique, and immortal blood veins, the serious injuries accumulated in the Fire Tower were healed by 78% within half a month!

The remaining 12% are estimated to heal in a few days!

At the same time as healing the wounds, the ancient magic of Ningfan cultivated, finally entered the Tenth Ne of the Heavenly Demons. Without a series of life-and-death crises in the Fire Tower, it is unknown how long it will be before anyone wants to cross the bottleneck of the Tenet Demon.

Probably the only thing to be happy about after getting out of Central State.

But I'd rather not laugh!

As Ouyang Warm expected, Ningfan didn't have to report anything. Wu Lao Ba's willingness to spy on the news for him is his heart, but in fact, Ningfan's rainfall technique is enough to cover hundreds of murderous continents. Although he can't leave the house, he stays in the cave to heal the wounds, but he knows the situation of hundreds of murderous continents around him!

Within the confines of his meditation, there are a total of one hundred and sixty-seven continents, 13 of which are perennially manned by Three Flame Brothers, and a total of 82 Three Flame Pools are under his meditation!

The slaughterhouse was captured, and he heard it a few days ago from some of the Three Flame Brothers!

After another big Sunday run, Ningfan slowly exhaled a mouthful of cloudy air, and his thoughts came from deep exhaustion.

The amount of magic accumulated deep in the cave is too large. The use of such magic to heal injuries requires considerable control over these magic. The mind continuously controls the magic and is overloaded.

And not only does he need to control the magic here, but he also has to use his mind to manipulate the thousands of monsters in the valley.

There's a reason why the beasts here don't attack their people. The reason is... Fan, with his powerful illusionary abilities, forcibly controlled all the warcraft here!

Four of these thousand warcraft have been cultivated to the rank of newcomer immortal, but it is still difficult to escape Ningfan's illusion control!

After all, after a trip through the Fire Spirit Tower, Ningfan's illusion is really a little different. All illusion qualifications have been dug out by the slaughterhouse. Today, he, by virtue of his illusion alone, is able to forcibly control his training as a master of a lower realm.

And these increases in illusion power were brought to him by the slaughterhouse...

The slaughter of the Emperor... Ji Qingling...

Ningfan rested, lifted his hand and caught a black gemstone-like bright eye from a garment storage bag beside him.

That's the left eye of the slaughterhouse...

Cold left eye, no body temperature, naturally due to being away from the body for too long.

Ningfan's heart got complicated, and his face instantly got cold.

He had no affection for the slaughterhouse, but the capture of the slaughterhouse somehow provoked the greatest anger in his history.

Unable to contain, difficult to contain… like volcanoes, want to erupt, want to kill, want to drink blood!

He was not so angry when the Mongolian Immortal Emperor stopped him. The ring was destroyed by the Thunder Immortal Emperor. He was not so angry even though he was angry.

But suddenly the slaughterhouse was captured by the bright Buddha, but Ningfan's heart instantly lost control, almost trying to extinguish reason, killing the Holy Mountain all the way to save the slaughterhouse!

Why… care so much about a woman with only a few sides.

It is true that the slaughterhouse did him much favor and saved him from leaving in times of great distress. According to Ningfan's character, the person who saved him in this way is the slaughter of the emperor, or the old eight. He is a passers-by. As long as he is sincere to him, he cannot ignore his life and death.

Running to the Holy Mountains to save lives is a natural thing! But in order to slaughter the Emperor for a second time, even to the point where his heart cannot be controlled, it is actually a little unusual...

Because even if it were a paper crane, Xu Qiuling, even if it was Mu Xiaoliang in previous life, it would not seem to bring much more disturbance to him than the slaughterhouse, it would bring much more severity...

Is the slaughterhouse more important in his heart than paper cranes and other women... this, is it possible...

Fan had always believed that there was a reason for everything that was unreasonable in the world, but this time he could not see the reason for it.

Only confusion, only confusion...

This great scoundrel brought him confusion, too much, seemed to have countless mists in front of him...

Fan promised to burn into his left eye the past he wanted to know. Now he has engraved into it the past he wanted to know, but his left eye does not know when to return it to the slaughterhouse.

Ningfan closed the left eye of the slaughterhouse and tidied his mind.

The slaughterhouse was captured by the bright Buddha, there seems to be some doubt about this matter... His thoughts are the same as those of the funeral month, the slaughterhouse is half-step holy, and the bright Buddha is, even if the slaughterhouse is seriously injured, what is more worrying is that the slaughterhouse may be repaired due to excessive use, aggravated injury, repaired to fall...

He did not consider the possibility of the slaughterhouse being captured by the bright Buddha, because it is harder to capture alive than to kill... characters at the Immortal Emperor level, killing each other is extremely difficult, let alone capture alive.

How the Light Buddha captured the slaughter of the King...

Is there anyone else to help Light Buddha?

If you want to capture the King alive, you must be at least one of the top five people of the Greater Below.

Among the five supremes, Ningfan knew only two people, the old man by the name of Nan Pharmacy Temple and the singing woman who called herself Avon.

The other three don't know...

It cannot be ruled out that there are five great privileges involved in this matter after his departure. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the power of the Buddha of Light is hidden far beyond the surface...

Guess again, it's useless. Outside news has spread, the slaughterhouse has been captured by the Light Buddha, there have been many killings, and the charges are also high, and will be abolished by the Light Buddha!

It is not easy to abolish the cultivation of a strong Immortal Emperor. In order to abolish the cultivation of the slaughterhouse, the Light Buddha ordered the great inferior 108 grasslands, 3,000 tribes, to sacrifice the power of thunderbolt, to hold the whole of the great inferior power, to gather a quantity of thunderbolt, the Light Buddha will proceed to refine the original realm to strip the whip, strip the cultivation of the slaughterhouse, and strike it down as a mortal body...

A quantity of thunder refers to the total amount of thunder required by the Immortal Emperor for a single measurement!

You know, for the Immortal Emperor, this is the level of immortality. In ancient times, I don't know how many Immortal Emperors have died from the measure of breakthrough repair, and how many Immortal Emperors have not dared to enter the seventh because of fear of the arrival of the measure.

Nor is it so easy to gather the same amount of thunder as a measure of robbery. It is rumored that a number of large and inferior tribes are now gathering monks of the Thunder Trail within the clan to make thunder, and to hand over the thunder created to the angel who came to collect thunder.

Half a month later, the total number of thunderbolts offered by more than 3,000 inferior tribes appears to have fallen short of one-tenth of the needs of the Light Buddha.

Depending on the speed of lightning creation in each tribe, it will take at least six months to complete the number of thunderbolts required by the bright Buddha.

Later, Light Buddha will use the amount of thunder collected, refine the whip, hold public punishment on the holy mountain, and publicly abolish the slaughter of the Emperor to cultivate!

“Six more years, six more years...”

Ningfan's eyes rose with anger.

With his current strength, he had six months to prepare, and it was impossible to save the slaughterhouse in front of the countless powerful men of the Holy Mountains.

Light Buddha can capture even the slaughterhouse, how hard is it to capture him?

But it is even more impossible for him to see the slaughterhouse abandoned and made into a mortal!

“Six months, in theory, is not enough for Wangu Brothers to improve too much strength, I need more time! If I could open the Xuan Yin realm and enter it...”

There are still plenty of centuries towers in the Xuan Yin Realm! Once inside, he can use the hundreds of thousands of years sealed in the tower to boost his strength!

However, the position of the Holy Land of the Great Dan, the suppression of the Xuan Yin Realm is too great to open the Xuan Yin Realm in the Holy Land at all!

Jidan Sanctuary has great limitations on external training!

Brother Big Brother's storage bag and space treasure can be used freely in the Temple of the Great Dan, but if it is a space treasure that comes from outside, it will be forcibly closed and cannot be opened.

This is also why the exterior repair went into the Temple of the Great Dane and required the carrying of a special storage bag.

“The reason why the Temple of the Great Dan rejects the opening of the Xuan Yin does not seem to reject the Xuan Yin itself, but rejects my outsourcing opener... In the underworld, there is a huge power of interface that restricts me from opening the Xuan Yin...”

“But what if you replaced it with a native monk of the Greater Belgian Nation to open the Xuan Yin Realm... the power of the interface here, would you still refuse to do this...”

“But if so, then there is another problem, it is Yin Yang Lock and my life repair. Unless I abandon this lock and sever the link with Yin Yang Lock, others have instructed Yin Yang Lock to start the Xuan Yin...”

Fan's eyes flashed and he didn't know what he was planning.

Six more days later, Ningfan was healed, dressed and walked out of the melting hole.

Burial moon, Ouyang saw Ningfan leave the customs office, and told Ningfan what Wu Lao Ba had left behind.

He also told us about the capture of the slaughterhouse. Unfortunately, Ning Fan already knew about it and listened to it again. It just flashed his eyes and didn't make much of a statement.

The whole person is calm, but everyone who knows him knows that the tranquillity of the state of tranquillity is sometimes even more terrifying.

“Did Bago really say he had a treasure for me? ”

“Yes, Warmer is also surprised. I don't know what treasure it is. Perhaps it will help the husband to rescue Qing Ling Sister. The husband should have a good look...”

Sister Qing Ling...

Fan Fan is slightly speechless.

He hasn't happened yet, Ouyang Warm actually matches each other's sisters... this little Niko has unilaterally identified the slaughterhouse as his woman...

Unfortunately, this little girl was wrong. His relationship with the slaughterhouse was not so pure...

Naturally, there is no explanation. Instead of explaining these boring questions, he cares more about what treasure Wu Ba wants to offer...

After ordering Ouyang to warm and bury the moon for a few words, Ningfan walked out of the melting hole and found Wu Lao Ba in the valley.

At this moment, Wu Lao Ba has erected a huge altar somewhere in the valley. When Ning Fan came here, Wu Lao Ba Zheng dressed as a cleric, dressed in a shitty green shitty green robe, wearing his green oil imperial jade champion, waving the black sword in his hand, facing a scent of herders of all colors, dancing up and down, with an unknown spell in his mouth.

With each wave of the Peach Wood Sword, there will be a massive black wind sweep over the altar, the black of which is actually formed by the substantiation of black transport!

Each of the herders on the scent case has only a slap size, each with a note attached to it. From the first grasshopper, the text on the note were [Thunder Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread], [Thunder Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread], [Thunder Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread], [Thunder Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread], [Thunder Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread], [Thunder Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread Thread],

This shipment seems to be here to curse a thunderous monk.

Of all the grassmen, there was no thunderbolt. That Thunder Sky, the one who destroyed the ring of Ningfan on that day, unfortunately was killed by the slaughterhouse, and the gods were extinct. Otherwise, most of them are also among the curses of Wu Lao Ba.

Whether this curse works or not, I'd rather not have seen it, I don't know, but if you look at Wu Lao Ba's serious expression, the thunderbolt is afraid that there will be real reward.

“Uh, when did the master arrive, when did your old man leave? Well, that's a great thing! Thank heaven, thank the earth, thank destiny and give me a healthy master! Hey, Xiao Ba is really guilty, since the autonomous son closed the wound, Xiao Ba is busy living to curse the thunderbolt for the master, this busy is too serious, too forget me, did not notice that the most beloved master has been cleared, and will come at this moment...”

Wu Lao Ba put down the peach wooden sword, his butt ran down the altar, ran to Ningfan, his butt mouth came, sprayed Ningfan's face.

If in normal times, I'd rather hear that Wu Lao Ba is an impatient ass, but now my attitude towards Wu Lao Ba is slightly improved, these absurd butts don't sound so bad.

He shook his head helplessly and asked, "You said you had a treasure for me. I wonder what kind of treasure it is? What can I do for you? ”

“Has the Lord ever heard of an ancient holy sect called [Tong Catholicism]? [Ancient Country Trading Array] connected to countless illusory worlds! ”

Wu Lao's eight faces were painful and seven faithfully asked, and he unwrapped a storage bag in the middle of his waist and handed it to Ningfan.

In storage bags, there are countless mountains of gold and silver...

“The Ancient Country Trading Array, also known as Fortune Sky Array, is said to hold Heavenly Road gold and Heavenly Road silver to buy everything from the other end of the trading array...”