Grasping Evil

Ambergris is a spiritual wine unique to the Nightingale family, shallow with a hint of fruit melting tongue, and exhilarating westerly winds. If it is served in a cup of night light, there will be a bright sunshine and moon in the cup, elegant and beautiful; from the category, it is also a kind of medicine and wine. There is no great benefit in healing injuries. A single pot will be of great value, not to mention a thousand pots.

Without the beneficial use of this uniform, the Dragon Hammer could not have caused injury to Ningfan. It would have been beneficial to the injured, saying punishment, but not good intentions.

Given the limited amount of wine in Ningfan, the Dragon Three Hammer is not really intended to let Ningfan sip through a thousand altars of ancient wine, fearing that Ningfan will not be compensated, and fearing that Ningfan will die of direct drunkenness.

The original intent of the Dragon Hammer was to drink an invincible amount of alcohol. Drink about 950 tablespoons. Drink less than your own Ningfan. Drink only 50 tablespoons. This is the limit of the amount of Ningfan alcohol he has estimated.

This limit, the arrangement he made specifically based on the last time Ningfan was drunk, to some extent underestimated Ningfan's alcohol.

However, the dragon three hammers of the luxurious dry cloud were almost choked to death by spiritual wine. After being depressed, they left the banquet and ran off to shut down to reshape the flesh. Fearing that it would be too late for the left arm to regenerate, they would leave a sequelae.

Thus, a large banquet, totaling a thousand altars of ancient wine, was left to Ningfan to drink.

“The annoying old man's gone, Ningfan, let's drink it ourselves! I have to prove to you today that I am serious and that the alcohol is good! By the way, let your little moon lover go and drink with you!” The slaughter seemed unintentional, he suggested.

Ning Fan had no words. “Why didn't you tell me earlier about killing Nightingales? You were killing them for the Nightingales...”

“Didn't you ask me?” Slaughtering the royal animals smiled harmlessly and never admitted that he had deliberately made a dragon hammer.

Who told Ningfan to go into the hole, the dragon hammer and Ningfan hit hundreds of punches, huh, causing her little butterfly injury a lot worse, shouldn't it be punished?

“Forget it, I'll apologize to Brother Long later..." Ningfan has a headache for the belly-black state of the slaughterhouse, and is also familiar with this unspeakable slaughterhouse.

When slaughtering the Emperor's belly, give him a feeling of being with the little witch again.

When he slaughtered the Emperor, he seemed to have seen the northern barbarity and the moonlight sky.

For a short time, he seemed to see Luo Yi standing behind him.

When the slaughterhouse was innocent, he seemed to see the paper crane, Mu Weili.

Previously, he thought he had some strange intimacy and trust in the slaughterhouse because of the love of the sword ancestors.

But nowadays, I don't think so.

Ultimately, on the proposal of the slaughterhouse, Ningfan opened a fissure in the Xuanyin Realm, from which he summoned the wounded funeral moon of Holy Mountain World War I, Ouyang Warm and the Dark Demon to join the banquet.

I also wanted to shout out Wu Lao Ba, and as a result, the slaughterer threw directly out two wine balls, and just walked out of the crack of the Xuan Yin Realm Wu Lao Ba, punched back into the Xuan Yin Realm, and fell a dog to eat shit.

Wu Lao Ba was bullied, he subconsciously wanted to scold people, but at first glance the thing that smashed him was actually two spiritually compelling amber wine pots, suddenly happy, drooling out, resentment disappeared 90% on the spot; then again, the person who smashed him was actually a half-step holy slayer, good guy... suddenly the opposite, even the last bit of resentment dissipated, but instead asked about the beauty of the king slaughter slave.

“The new mother-in-law is lucky, thanks to the new mother-in-law! ”

“Exempt. Ben doesn't like drinking with strange men. You, stay in your master's bounty space and drink yourself! If it's not enough, I'll give you two more altars, so don't bother us!” The slaughterhouse has to be thrown to Wu Lao Ba or two.

Wu Lao Ba immediately returned to Xuanyin with a smile. He searched for a place where no one could find him. He drank spirits, and soon he died drunk on the ground, snoring and sleeping.

In his sleep, he did not blame the slaughterer for smashing him with a wine altar. Instead, he regretted that the slaughterer did not smash a few more altars to give him more benefits. Humans are so cheap, the stones are hopeless, they are already sick...

Therefore, there was only one man left at the entire banquet, in addition to the five women who slaughtered the emperor, buried the moon, Ouyang Warm, Dolan and the Dark Devil.

The five female stars surround Ningfan in the moon, frequently persuade him to drink, but of course he cannot pour Ningfan.

The ancient wine was too strong, Ouyang and Dolan were soon drunk, lying on the case and talking drunk.

Then came the Dark Devil. Although he was a grown man and possessed a manipulation comparable to that of the Junior Emperor, he was invincible and soon defeated.

Finally, even the funeral month was drunk, although there was some brain smoke on weekdays, drunkenness was the best one.

Undrunk, one is Ningfan and one is an unexpected slaughter.

Since when, the slaughterer sat beside Ningfan, the two of them sitting shoulder to shoulder, not saying much, just grunting and drinking ancient wine.

The empty tub on one side gradually increased, but the two of them had an amazing amount of wine and nobody fell down hard.

Rather than understanding the essence of alcohol, he was extremely strong and was intoxicated by the dragon hammer on that day, in part because he wanted to get drunk himself. If he doesn't want to get drunk, he won't be able to get rid of it for a million years.

What Ningfan did not expect was that the Emperor was slaughtered with a drop of fire soul on the same day. The amount of wine was so good. Hundreds of altars of ancient wine fell under his stomach, and he was not drunk...

This gives Ningfan a new understanding of the amount of wine slaughtered by the King. Turns out she had a really good amount of alcohol. The strength of the day was enormous. It was really just because she had limited strength after entering the Fire Tower...

“How about that! Ben didn't lie to you! My liquor is really good!” The royal face is red, the eyes can drip out the water, the red lips with the glow of the drink, under the light, unspeakable delicacies.

“Well, you do have a good amount of alcohol. I used to underestimate you. ”

“Disgusted! ”

“Clothes.”

“I told you to find a chance to fight with you on this day. Today is a rare opportunity. Don't you dare fight with me again, regardless of the consequences! ”

“Your body is still weak...”

“Don't you dare? Or are you afraid I'll eat you when you're drunk?” The slaughterhouse reached out and picked Ningfan's jaw, deliberately radical.

Ning Fan shook his head with a smile, clapped open the Emperor's strange hand, and did not answer. He only took another sip of wine and asked, "What are you hiding from me? I can feel your concealment without malice, but I'd still like to ask for clarification. ”

“…" slaughtered the royal beauty without answering, just grunting and drinking out another sip of ancient wine.

If she doesn't want to answer questions, she will not answer them. She will never tell Ning Fan about dying. It will cause trouble for Ning Fan!

Fan sighed, no longer asked, and said, "You don't want to say, I don't have any hard feelings for you. Let me know if there's anything I can do. ”

“You can't help me. You don't have to talk about this anymore. You just have to drink with me. You're drunk with me!” The slaughterhouse laughed.

“Okay.”

“Can't deliberately not get drunk! ”

“… good. ”

“Ouch! That's my favorite little butterfly! Fuck this! ”

“You've drunk this, all the rouge marks...”

“Afraid of what? We've been through life and death together, and we've been avoiding this! Drink!”

50 altars, 100 altars, 200 altars...

More and more empty wine bowls around, gradually, without forcibly staying awake Ningfan, finally got a little drunk.

Drunken, he heard the slaughterhouse ask, “Butterfly, if your future, really wants to find someone, but you can't find her anymore, then don't look... promise me..."

“Oh..." said Ningfan, confused and unconscious.

“I hope your future is not alone, I hope you, never open your eyes...”

“Open your eyes... what's open your eyes...” Ning Fan was really drunk.

“I would love to see the ancient moon with you, but I don't have a chance anymore...”

“Look... go... go now...”

“Idiot, you can't see, the age is wrong, the place is wrong... and now the ancient mountains, I'm afraid, can't see the morning moon anymore. ”

“Oh...”

“How about I show you a sword dance? I have never danced, let alone used a sword in my life, but... the closer I am to dissipation, the more I can figure out something. I used to seem to be a master of sword art. Here, lend me a sword. ”

“Borrow a sword... what sword... oh... borrow a sword... reverse sea sword... borrow you...”

Rather than summon an anti-sea sword, borrowing it from the slaughterhouse, he lay on the liquor case, staring at a dusty and wonderful figure, walking down the banquet, holding a sword and dancing in the midst.

Beautiful steps…

It seems that all the words of beauty in the world are not enough to describe the beauty in front of you...

It seems like a long time ago he had seen someone dance for him like this... and it was like, just a delusion...

Killer... Sword Joe... Ji Qingling...

It's a person...

He was her little butterfly, she took the butterfly home, and she brought it into the world.

He found his origin, his true origin.

He felt that he had more understanding and more understanding of the matter of rotation.

However, he was too drunk, and a lot of things, he was confused, unable to understand, had to give up.

When the slaughterhouse did not dance again.

When, in his arms, he crashed into a hot, hot, soft body...

In obscurity, Fan saw the murderer's disenchanted but sober eyes.

The slaughterer who entered his arms at this moment, his eyes were devoid of desire and love. Otherwise, it's impossible to be so calm...

But it led Ningfan to do the most beautiful thing in the world...

“Come, let your sister's last moments come before you...” is the voice of the slaughterhouse, hidden and indescribable.

…

The night passed.

Morning light is introduced from the outside into a room through some of the prohibitions of the Dragon's Nest, soft and clean.

In the room, Ningfan was dizzy and awakened from his hangover.

He was the first to wake up.

Next to him, he slept with five women...

Ningfan rubbed his head, in his head, drunk last night and slaughtered the Emperor and other women like that, scenes like that, scenes like this, scenes like this are reappeared.

He was quite fond of the slaughterhouse. The slaughterhouse led him. Of course, he did not refuse in a coveted manner. Instead, he pressed the slaughterhouse on the liquor case...

But the problem is... at first he was just banging the slaughterhouse, but halfway through, there were other women who joined in obscure...

I don't know when, I joined Ouyang Warm and became a pair of two...

Ouyang is just warm, join in. He is an ancient ancestor, but the funeral moon is confused to join! Well, the funeral moon is his furnace. Sooner or later, he'll have to pick the fruit sooner or later. He doesn't mind...

But why is Dolan also influenced by alcohol and added...

And the Dark Devil... This little guy is just growing up, and he's also...

Ning Fan heavily helped the forehead, turning his head, was just waking up to slaughter the Emperor, human and animal harmless smile.

“Is this your motive for driving away men, leaving only women and me to drink...” prefers no words.

“I told you, I've held it for 80 million years. Don't underestimate the thirst of an elderly nun. And I like to be lively, how fun people are, wondering what other people will feel when they wake up.” The Royal Belly Massacre.

…

Now that it has happened, of course, Ningfan will not regret it in a nasty way. Anyway, this is all your wish, and he hasn't done anything for a long time. To be honest, it feels really good.

And at the end of the day, he used his best practices, so that all the participants benefited from this indulgence.

With the exception of Ouyang Warm, several injured women, all due to dual repair, greatly relieved, after all, it was the first time, and the healing effect was naturally remarkable.

Dolan was further cultivated in the body by Ningfan smooth planting of the next sub-sherry, which was cultivated as a great improvement, but was temporarily suppressed by Ningfan due to lack of awareness.

Of course, Ningfan is the one who gets the most out of it.

The slaughter of the emperor is an illusion figure, but it did not bring the improvement of Ning Fan to the top.

But the funeral month is a true Immortal Emperor, and the benefits are enormous.

Unfortunately, the demons have cultivated to the limit, and the blood robbery has been repaired without the Gate to improve. In this way, the benefits of dual cultivation, unable to act on the cultivation, became Ningfan's flesh, Yuan Gods, and the sea of knowledge, so that Ningfan spirit waste body strength in all aspects, has a lot of refinement.

And because of an indulgence, most of the Virgin Mother in Dolan inhaled Ningfan. The other half, still in Dolan, actually showed signs of embryonic growth!

But it's just a sign...

According to common sense, the Virgin, immersed in the water of the child's mother pool since childhood, if a man acted, the vagina in her body would forcibly form an embryo.

Perhaps it is because the slaughter is too heavy, or perhaps it is because the practice of heaven and earth is unacceptable. In short, his sons are difficult. The embryos in Dolan, with obvious signs of molding, discontinued molding, but dissipated again into yin gas and into every inch of Dolan flesh.

Fan had long known that his children were difficult, but to such an extent, it was unexpected that even his mother could not give birth to his children.

In this way, Yin Qi is really completely exhausted. It coincides with the rumours that Ningfan had spread across the grasslands before. Dolan, is really Ningfan or something...

At the same time as the benefit to Ning Fan will be brought to Dolan in the near future, after all, the yin qi has been melted into every inch of Dolan flesh. Of course, it takes Dolan years of hard work to fully absorb the enormous yin of the body…

Originally the yin qi in Dolan was enough for her to practice all the way to the Immortal Emperor. After Ningfan absorbed most of it, Jomo was only enough for her to practice to the Immortal King.

And this kind of vapor plunder doesn't take away a unit of vapor, you get a unit. Mining is not so good, there is a huge amount of energy consumption between conversions. Ningfan actually got it, only a tenth of Dolan's loss...

This is like eating a hundred kilos of meat a person cannot grow a hundred kilos of meat; completely replenishing a fairy emperor woman, and it is not possible to have the fairy emperor directly one step at a time to cultivate...

Ning Fan blamed himself. He was drunk and took the opportunity to practice all the way to the Immortal Emperor. In the future, she deserved more compensation.

By the time he gets to the top of the second step, helping Dolan wait for a woman to become Emperor should... not be too hard!

As for the yin gas absorbed by Ningfan, it was temporarily stored in the body without refining and chemistry. After all, it was temporarily unable to continue refining. If one of the demons is cultivated to break the bottleneck, this amount of Yin Qi is sufficient to cultivate one of the new fairy honor ranks, directly elevated to the level of Wangu.

…

Once something starts, it's hard to end it. Over the next few days, Ningfan has been doing unspeakable things, details of which need not be elaborated.

A few days later, the Dragon Trihammer, which allowed the left arm to regenerate at speeds, went out to find Ningfan.

Upon seeing Ningfan, he noticed that the god on Ningfan's face was refreshing. He glanced at Dolan the King behind Ningfan and discovered that neither of the two women's inner Yuanyin was there. He instantly understood where the red light came from on Ningfan's face and patted Ningfan's shoulder admirably.

Impressively, Ning Fan even half-step saintly slaughtered the Emperor, when he was a real role model!

“Brother Ning Yanfu is really shallow. But my brother is not bad. Since you gave me a congenital sacrifice, I have secretly sent out a message that there have been several mother dragons willing to marry me for the sacrifice. Unfortunately, those female dragons are not too tall, but they are called a handsome, big black round ass, definitely can give me a lot of blood root dragon...”

Black-bodied, round buttocks... sure they look good? Ningfan had some doubts about the aesthetic of the Dragon Trihammer. After all, it was a Nightingale, not a human being, and the aesthetic is strange and unbelievable.

Dragon three hammers smile, turning again to sigh, “Alas, unfortunately, my Nightingale wedding is extremely complicated, brother still has to prepare for decades before he can put up a wedding wine. By then, Brother Ning was afraid that he had left the sanctuary long ago, and could not attend Brother's wedding. ”

“Well, I have things to do in the east, I have to go back early, I'm afraid I won't make it to Brother Long's wedding. ”

“This is the last time Jidan Sanctuary opens. Brother Ning walks this way, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see you again.” The dragon three hammers sighed even more. He had no friends in his life. Ningfan was also the first friend of his temper. I couldn't help but feel a little sad that I would never see him again in the future.

“Brother Long doesn't have to sigh. There is only one beast passage on the bright side of this Temple, which leads to the outside world, in the dark, but there is not necessarily another hidden passage. I don't believe those big-ass weirdos have a backup on this. If one day I want to come back to the Temple of the Great Dan, there will always be a way. ”

Ningfan consolation.

Ultimately, the Dragon Trihammer gave Ningfan the full nest of this dragon located in the stone flame, and left himself to settle in a dragon nest in the wood flame.

The fiancée of several female dragons he searched for was in wood flames and naturally needed to live in the past. It would be nice to give them to Ningfan instead of abandoning the nest.

After the three hammers left, the empty nest of dragons eventually left only Ningfan, Dolan and the slaughterhouse. When Ning Fan walked away, there was only two people left to live with.

At this moment, Ningfan feels deeply that his power is insufficient. If he possesses enough power to wipe out the will of the saints in this realm, the second daughter can leave the Temple of the Great Dan with him. After leaving, she will not be cursed by the will of the saints, but will die a little.

Fixing is not everything, but it can't be without fixing it.

Nor was he able to stop and stay here with his second daughter. He had too many things to do, and he had to do it tirelessly.

Another few days passed.

In the dragon's nest, Ningfan laid out many forms of isolation, increasing the hidden level of the dragon's nest once again, leaving many objects to the slaughterhouse and Dolan. So, the day of departure, finally came.

Winter in the cave is warm and summer cold, but cloudy outside the cave, autumn breeze Xiaother.

In the Xiauser autumn wind, Ning Fanben made up his mind, leaving directly, never turning back, but walking to the hole, he still took his footsteps and told the Second Lady,

“If I fix it enough, I will take you out of the Temple of the Great Dane. Until then, you will stay in the Dragon's Nest and wait for me. If not necessary, do not leave, lest you be perceived by the Great and Sublime Saints. But as long as you stay here in the Dragon's Nest, those quasi-sancestors won't find you. ”

“Don't worry, Dolan is looking for a safe place to shut down and refine the vast amount of pubic gas scattered into his body. Within tens of thousands of years, we're not going to get out of this nest. It's good here, Dolan will wait here for his predecessor to return, next time he comes to Dolan, Dolan must already be a Vancouver.” Dolan lost her face. She couldn't resist Ning Fan Dao, but she didn't have half a sentence left.

Is there really a day for goodbye? She doubted, not Ningfan, but the possibility of re-entering the Temple of the Great Dan.

“Okay, Ningfan! You better get out of here. When you've fixed enough, come back early to pick up Dolan. Don't keep her waiting too long.” The heart of the slaughterhouse is unspeakable, but the face is the same, and you can't see it without feeling sad, as if it were cold and ruthless.

“Only Dolan? Don't you have to come back for you? ”

“… not necessary. ”

“You want to stay here forever? Fine, when I'm strong enough to be strong enough to not even dare to count you, you can stay here, and then they won't dare to do anything to you. ”

“Well, I'm sure you can make it to that point, but if possible, I hope you don't push yourself too hard for practice. And after cultivating to the top of Step 2, never cultivate towards Step 3 again. ”

“Why?” Ning Fan was surprised.

“You are practicing, step three is a painful choice for you, and I don't want you to suffer. And your racial qualifications should not be holy enough. In this heaven and earth, the pale butterfly is a holy and difficult clan, and you, even more so, are a common, manipulative butterfly. If the ordinaryman's sacred difficulty is one, the pale butterfly is ten, and you, a hundred, a thousand, even ten thousand...”

“I'm holy, it's so much harder than ordinary people? ”

Ning Fan was surprised, silenced a little, shook his head, “It's too far for me to be holy. I don't intend to think about this for the moment, but if I did get to that point, I think I would want to try it anyway, and I want to know what the third step looks like... Sorry, I might not take that suggestion. ”

“Well, it's up to you to make yourself happy, and I'll do everything I can to help you, but I'm limited in strength, and I can't help you, I'm afraid... after all, I couldn't even get to that point. The ancient pride of heaven, those who buried bone holy roads, countless, while saints, in the fourth step, were actually ants… mortals would hunt large animals for food, but not microbial bellies. If you can't get to the top, I'd rather you were mediocre, at least safe… Step three spells the intrinsic, which is exactly what you lack…” the slaughterhouse smiles bitterly.

“What are you talking about? I don't understand.” Instead of shaking his head, he knew that the slaughterhouse was talking some incomprehensible nonsense.

It's the swordsmanship in the royal body that's making a fuss.

During this time, Ningfan has studied it repeatedly, but he cannot find a way to strip the sword ancestors for the slaughterhouse. Only by choosing the same method as the Light Buddha and others, and abolishing Huangshu Huangsu, can there be a linear possibility of separating the sword ancestors from each other. The slaughterhouse strongly opposed being abandoned for repair. Given that the safety of the dragon's nest was not a problem, it was preferable that Fanfan did not insist on stripping the slaughterhouse of its sword ancestors. As long as the slaughterhouse does not get out of the dragon's nest and retain the sword ancestors, no one else can find it, and no plot can be made.

“Anything else to say? ”

“Nothing! Let's get out of here! ”

“Well, I'm leaving… you take care of yourselves. ”

Ningfan turned around and stepped out of the hole resolutely, waved her hands at the second woman without going back.

Pretty soon, no sign of him.

Dolan became more and more sad and sighed.

The slaughterhouse king did not sigh, but his eyes were slightly uncertain, as if this were the other way around, there would never be a day of goodbye.

And when Ningfan left for a long time, she finally stopped suppressing the death in her body, and the redness caused by illusion on her face disappeared, replacing it with a bloodless paleness and weakness.

“Sister Qing Ling, what's wrong with you! Why is so much death coming out of you! What's wrong with you? Is something wrong? Is the injury worse?” Dolan is in a hurry.

“Relax, it's just a normal old sickness and death, I should have dissipated a few days ago, but I'm afraid the little butterfly will know, and then it will last a few more days, it's the limit, it can no longer be supported. When I die, you will need someone to live in this dragon's nest..." The slaughter of the face is white, the smile is extremely peaceful and satisfying.

She's just an illusion figure.

She is not real, she is just false, she is more false than the people of the world of dreams, and life and death are under the supreme control of the Ten Bees.

Her whole life, what a fix! It's just what Ten Bees arranged for her to go through, fix it!

Her joy and sorrow are false, only after meeting Ning Fan finally felt the truth behind falsehood for the first time.

The closer she is to death, the more complex memories she has in mind, those memories stemming from the love of the sword ancestors in her body, from the real world, from her or the sword ancestors day and night.

In those memories, she would not laugh, she would always look cold and cold, always with the sword. Until one day, she finally had a little butterfly that was more important than her life...

“I'd rather die than let the Ten Bees count my butterflies! Oh, this time, ten bees are gonna lose count!” It's the slaughter of the emperor, but with a firm heart!

This voice, through a hint of illusion in her body, has been conveyed from here under a thousand layers of void countless distances away!

Deep in the turbulence of space, five quasi saints were killed here to compete for three treasures such as the Second Array map of the ancient kingdom, the polar sun water, and the open weather wooden box.

The quasi-sancestral battle is extremely difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and there are five quasi-sancestors here. After 10 days of fighting in a row, three treasures have not yet been returned.

Among them, the Light Buddha and the Dead Emperor have joined forces. These two had to be both hands, for only his two quasi-sacraments were obtained through the body of the reincarnated spirit.

The biggest disadvantage of the reincarnated body is that it cannot last. Each use of the cultivation can only last a very short time, more time, they must be cultivated with a half-step quasi-sancestry themselves, fight with other quasi-sancestors, do not take any advantage, there is only a slight possibility of good offices together.

Of the three treasures, the ancient kingdom was captured by the cow ghost supreme because it was always struggling to tell the truth.

Open Sky Wooden Box was grabbed by a hundred pedestrians, and there was no time to investigate.

Polar solar water is captured by the Ten Bees.

The three quasi-sancestors, who, despite their gains, wanted to rob others, were not in a hurry to leave the space for turbulence, but continued to fight here.

On the surface, after obtaining the polar sun water, the Ten Bees are still working hard to seize the ancient kingdom two battles, open the sky wooden box, but deep inside, they are extremely disdainful of these two things.

Because she's different from the other Quasi-Sancestors.

Only she knew that the ancient kingdom thrown by Ningfan and the open wooden box were fake goods, but the polar sun water was the real thing, so she grabbed it in her hand.

“It's funny, it's funny, these old things have no idea that two of the three things are false. The biggest benefit, actually, is in my hands. This polar solar water, which seems to have been obtained from the troubled wells at the bottom of the Yellow Springs, is an amazing butterfly. Even the Yellow Springs seabed that I can't reach, this child is able to come and go freely and get this object from the seabed...”

“Unfortunately, this child is still in my game. When he finds out Ji Qing Ling's life won't be long, he will surely come to me. And then I managed to get his butterfly breed! The butterfly species of the pale butterfly is of great cultivation value, in my family of spiritual bees, but treasure. ”

“Counting the time, the Sword Joe puppet is dying, well, with these old immortals long enough, it's almost time to find a way out. It's not easy for those old things to get out of here, but it's not hard for people like me who have been preparing for this since 80 million years ago to get out of here...”

Ten bees with a lotus-like and holy smile on their supreme face behaved gracefully and fought with other quasi-sancestors.

But all of a sudden, she couldn't laugh, and for the first time, the sacred smile that never changed!

“Damn it! The Sword Ancestral puppet did everything in his power to keep the blind butterfly from knowing she was dying! Forget it! ”

“All right, you sword-joe puppet, all right, you green spirit! You think you can stop me from counting your butterfly couple? Never!”

Ten bee vegetarian hands flashed, the divine light burst, the breath instantly lifted the suppression, all the way up to the level of ancient overhaul!

This is what she really fixes!

If the calculation is wrong, she will never unravel the body and build it into a hidden place!

Ancient major repair class breath dissipated, directly spit blood from other quasi-sancestral shock, then slim foot, actually swing a circle of gold ripples under the foot, then faded in the corrugation, tear directly the heavens and earth, from here the space flow disappeared without a trace!

Shh!

The other four quasi-sancestors wiped the blood, all of them sucked in cold air and were shocked.

Obviously I didn't expect the Ten Bees to be truly cultivated as an ancient overhaul! They can leave directly from the turbulent flow of space in a thousand layers of void, none of which they can do!

“Damn it! That dead bee, he's hiding so deep! If she had such skills, how could she have been really suppressed by the old Nan Yao! Was the repression just to paralyze me? Hidden since that year! What the hell is she up to? ”

“Ancient overhaul! No way! That dead bee is not an ordinary quasi-sanctionary, she is an ancient overhaul! I don't believe it!”

“The Genuine Spirit Bee Clan has been disqualified from producing ancient overhaul for committing felonies! In this day and age, it is impossible for this family to be born with an ancient overhaul, how could this dead bee reach this point! ”

“Is it true that this dead bee was practiced to the point of ancient overhaul long before the Ganoderma family was convicted! ”

Surprise!

But ten bees, destined to care less about these shocks.

All the way to the void, she returned to the outside world. Once she returned, she used causal searches to find Ningfan's whereabouts, but naturally could not find them.

You look cold!

“The whereabouts of Ji Qingling cannot be found, nor the whereabouts of the pale butterfly! But as a spiritual bee, I can feel that the butterfly has not left the world! My stomach is still secreting gastric juice, which is proof! ”

“I can't find you, but I can get my voice across the world and into your ears! Ji Qingling, Ji Qingling, you want to hide your little butterfly and not let her know that you're dying, but I want him to know that you're hiding, let him get into my layout, let him be my food! ”

…

Ningfan left Sanflame all the way, left the inner realm of the Temple of the Great Dan, and left towards the outer realm.

With the dragon hammer in his nest, he was not worried about the safety of the slaughterhouse and Dolan. The only regret was that he could not take the two daughters away together.

There is also a hint of unclear fear, haunted in the heart, unable to wave...

The sooner he leaves the Temple of the Great Dan, the more he feels that something is not over and not over. It doesn't feel like an illusion, but it doesn't make sense.

“What else am I doing here in the Temple of Extreme Dan? Are we not done yet?”

“The purpose of coming to the Temple of Extreme Dan has been accomplished, it seems that nothing can be forgotten...”

Ningfan suppressed the minds and flew all the way to the space node position of the Temple of the Great Dan.

As long as he leaves through this space node, he can return to East Heaven, and as soon as he steps out, he is truly saying goodbye to the Temple of the Great Dane.

But only halfway through this step, all of a sudden a woman's voice echoing the heavens and the earth spread throughout the Temple of Extreme Dan!

It's the undifferentiated voice of Ten Bees Supreme Communication World!

As long as Fan is still in this world, he will surely hear!

“Fluttershy! Ji Qingling is dying soon, you still don't know about this! If you want to save her life, come to me! Take your fucking life for her! ”

I can't speak of contempt!

It seems that Ningfan's pale butterfly bloodline is completely disregarded after years of plotting the layout of Ningfan.

Boom!

Ning Fan's gaze shook and instantly understood the feeling of constant frustration in his heart, where it came from.

In an instant, I figured out what the King's secret was!

Turns out she's dying...

But... didn't tell him!

But... pressing death, squeezing out a smile, tangling with him!

Previously, his feelings for the slaughterhouse were irrelevant to the moon, but now they are no longer pure, raw and stained with the moon, with the love of men and women.

But it's not just the moon.

There's something heavier than the Moon!

You can step out of the Temple of the Great Dane in just one step, but you prefer to retract your footsteps.

He's not leaving!

He's going to the slaughterhouse. Ask him!

All the spirits of the Great Dan Sanctuary heard the voice of the Ten Bees Supreme!

In the nest of dragons, the slaughterer heard the sound of ten bees, and the color changed dramatically!

After the dramatic transformation, it was angry, angry, it was the ten bee thieves heart immortality, by this moment, you still want the little butterfly's life!

This anger is like the anger of the day when the sword ancestors spoke and the ten bees!

If the sword ancestor is never allowed to touch anything in his lifetime, then it is a little butterfly!

Originally weak and dying body, as if at this moment, forcibly burning, forcibly giving birth to strength!

The butcher regained his strength and gently pushed away the Dolan holding her, standing still.

She looked at herself in surprise, but when she discovered that it was the sword ancestors in her body who were burning, she realized after providing her with energy.

It's not the power she volunteered.

This is the power of love that erupted when she sacrificed herself for fear of the safety of the little butterfly!

Instead of hiding in the dragon's nest, she told Dolan to fly out quickly.

“Dolan, you stay here, don't walk out, wait for the little butterfly to pick you up the day. ”

“And I, going to do something, with this illusion, sweep some big enemies for the little butterfly. After that, I hope that you will take my place and stay with him… You are my smiles, each smile is unique, with a scene of memory with the little butterfly. Only you can make him happy...”

Dolan was shocked and she had no idea what was going on, let alone what was meant in the slaughter speech.

But if the slaughterhouse has flown out, it will never turn back! With Dolan, we can't stop it!

The illusion body of the slaughterhouse is burning, her love is palpitating, she is now far less than the ten bees supreme, but she has an obsession to roar, trying to calculate the ten bees of the little butterfly, completely erase!

No one can hurt her little butterfly!

Even if you are the ancient Tenth Spirit of the Purple Door Immortal Domain of Emperor Chindin, you can't!

If Little Butterfly can't leave in peace, at least let him leave safely.

The demon hurts her little butterfly, and she chops up the demon!

The Immortal King hurts his little butterfly, and she fingers the Immortal King!

“Ancient Tenth Spirit! You count my butterflies. I'll never forgive you. Never! ”

Ten bees flying across the Temple of Extreme Dan, searching for Ningfan's whereabouts, have no reason to fear cold spines.

At the moment when the sound of the sword ancestor entered her ear, the ten bees that had been overhauled in ancient times had been opened, spraying blood without signs, and were actually cut out by the words of the sword ancestor!

What a sword Joe!

Every word, every eye, can be turned into a sword technique, killing enemies!

This is not the art of the sword of speech, nor is it a matter of speech, nor is it the application of propaganda, moral power, moral principles, or Dao Yuan.

Above the Dao Yuan, there is the power that a third saint can possess. Unlike the Dao Yuan, that power is unique and can never be possessed by two saints at the same time!

That kind of inside, beyond the origin of the avenue, is called... Dao Tong!

Swordmaster's words, with the power of the Dao Dynasty, but with the power of the Dao Dynasty, Wei Neng is uncertain, weaker ancient overhaul, not even qualified to bear Swordmaster's words!

This is the power of the First Immortal Emperor of the Ancient Immortal Domain!

This is the reason why the third world is shocked by the second step as the corner of the fourth step!

“Impossible! Your sword ancestor was sealed with the ancient seal of the Sovereign Sect, how could it be lifted! How could you possibly possess the power of a full-blown hour! ”

Ten bees supreme dead soul, shaking all over!

In her near-frightened gaze, a wonderful woman came out of her blue shirt, tearing the heavens and the earth apart.

No, no, no!

It's not unblocked!

It's the remainder of the combustion!

At the cost of completely wiping out Sword ancestors in exchange for short and full strength!

“You're crazy! For a little butterfly with a mediocre bloodline, you abandon even the last glimmer of hope of rebirth! You know, even today, the Ancient Immortal Emperor still has a little forgiveness for you. Otherwise, the person sent to wipe you out would never have been such a piece of junk as the Southern Medicine Saint, most likely Nissan or even Sacred! As long as you retain a hint of love, as long as you first bow your head to the Ancient Immortal Emperor and admit your mistakes, he will certainly be willing to take you back to the Ancient Immortal Domain. After all, you are the second step in the possession of Daoism, and there is hope of non-meritorious existence. If you erase the last hint of love, there will be no hope of rebirth! Cut it out! ”

“Rebirth? Without the little butterfly, I'll be reborn! Immortality! If fate is doomed to me and his life and death, my only wish is to die in his stead! Let him take my place and live! ”

“Crazy! Crazy, just for a normal butterfly! How dare you do this! It is because of your incomprehensibility that the Ancient Immortal Emperor entrusted me with killing that weak little butterfly for nine days and ten days. Otherwise, would my ancient Tenth Spirit be so attached to a garbage butterfly...”

“Noise! ”

The slaughter of the Imperial Mighty Eye emitted two divine rays, turned into swords, and directly cut the body of ten bees into two pieces. The remainder of the waves penetrated heaven and earth, penetrating millions of layers of void, making the entire interface of the holy realm of Jidan unstable and violently shaken!

At this moment, throughout the Temple of the Great Dane, all the flying swords no longer obeyed the master's restrictions, turning into flowing light and converging towards the pilgrimage in which the slaughterhouse was located.

Almost blinking, the sound of the sword spread throughout the Temple of Extreme Dan, leaving the whole world with no second voice but the sound of the sword!

“Shit! This woman is trying to destroy the Temple of the Great Dane! ”

“Stop her! ”

“Can't let her destroy the whole Temple of the Great Dane! ”

The only four remaining Original Zoolander souls had fear. The breath emitted by the slaughterhouse at this moment was only the second step, but it gave them a sense of threat, but it was even more terrible than the Southern Medicine Saint who built the Temple of the Great Dan!

Unfortunately, before the four original Zureiju could do anything against the slaughterhouse, they were rolled by the slaughterhouse sleeve robe, the whole sky, suddenly split open by a sword light!

Four ancestral freckles hidden inside the Heavenly Path were all severely traumatized by the sword. How dare they attack the slaughterhouse? The atmosphere won't breathe!

They can see that it is the Emperor's mercy that they will survive, otherwise they will fall directly. This woman has the horrible power to overthrow this realm of heaven, which is 10,000 times scarier than the Southern Medicine Holy Land that created the Great Dan Sanctuary!

“Sal waited to help Little Butterfly on the Holy Mountain. I'm not going to kill you. Get the fuck out of here! ”

Royal slaughter is cold and heartless.

“Yes, yes, my lord, let's get out of here! ”

When the four Zurechidons first started, they didn't know where they had gone. Where was the authority and dignity of the half-dozen heavens...

“Ji Qingling! How dare you destroy my flesh! Damn you! You think burning wheels will kill me? You're wrong! My real name is Ten Bees, Mongolian Immortal Emperor Blessing. My name is Ji, and I changed the name of Ten Bees to Ten Spirits. Let me show you what a wonderful name it is! ”

A golden Bee Numen flew out of the remains of the Ten Bees, roaring furiously, and then shot a golden bee needle at the tail of the peak.

The bee needle was windward and long, turning into a golden spear, and the infinity road intertwined, emitting a magnificent heavenly voice, approaching the slaughterhouse suddenly.

“An ancient spear made of half a drop of wild blood… my body has long lost the great wild blood soldiers. Well, then, with my blood, get your wild blood soldiers dirty! ”

Boom!

The Slaughter revealed his last smile and was pierced by the golden spear, without evasion, without resistance.

Then the body pounded and bled into a mist.

But for some reason, the blood fog suddenly stirred, turning into one ancient obscure brand after another, engraved on the golden spear.

Then, the golden spear actually slightly decayed, slightly weathered, slightly... abraded into flying ash!

“Impossible! You ruined the Wild Bloods with your illusion doll! I don't believe it!”

The blood soldiers were destroyed, the golden beeswain coughed up gold blood, and the size was also reduced by a large circle, which seemed to shrivel to the extreme.

Then the blood fogged into a blood wind, caught in it, it tried to escape, but could not escape. In that blood fog, every drop of blood carried the sword of the sword ancestors!

At this moment, the golden bee regrets taking on the task of the ancient Immortal Emperor to kill Ningfan and bring back the love of the wrong sword ancestors.

Jianzu would never have mistaken it.

This, is a madman, an unbelievable madman!

“Ji Qingling, you are very good, very good! Today my second god's vengeance is slaughtered, I remember Ji Shiling! Though I, Ji Shiling, said that I could not come to the dream world of Zidou Immortal Emperor, I could stay in the real world and wait for your little butterfly to arrive. If he doesn't go to the real world, I will tear him to pieces! You've burned out your turn, you can't protect him anymore! Ha-ha-ha! ”

The golden bee was chopped into nothingness by the sword of the Blood Mist Dao...

Later, the blood mist with the final sigh of the slaughterhouse, a little, dissipated in the wind, seemed not to exist at all...

A long time later, Ningfan ran all the way back to the Dragon's Nest, but found only Dolan, and could not find the slaughterhouse.

He opened the rain to its fullest, always cloudy sky, finally raining, as if the sky was crying!

Find her!

Ning Fan's face is like a madness, this look has not appeared on his face for many years!

He forgot the wounds in his body, the landscape between heaven and earth, and even forgot to breathe.

He opened the rainstorm to the largest in his life, almost all over the Temple of Extreme Dan, but he couldn't find a trace of the slaughter!

Even the ten bees that could be slightly sensed before are supreme, for some reason, can't be found...

Long time, long time...

Ningfan's rainfall suddenly caught a fierce explosion in the sky somewhere in the Temple of the Great Dan!

He rushed to that place, despite everything, but he couldn't find anything there.

There is no slaughter here, no ten bees supreme.

There are only two dying breaths, both of which belong here. There is only an indissoluble sword of terror that swings between the heavens and the earth. Only countless unmanipulated swords continue to fly towards the land. Only the royal slaughter words in the sword, left in the heavens and the earth. When Ningfan arrived, he shouted in his ear...

“Sorry, butterfly, for the second time you see me dead...”

For the first time, Jianzu Bai bone died in front of Ningfan.

The second time, is at this moment, the passionate demise of the swordsman, the demise of the slaughterhouse. Because of the opposite scale, he did everything he could, and eventually killed ten bees...

From now on, the bones of the sword ancestors will be fine, and the sword ancestors will be in love, and they will all be extinguished from the world! And from this moment on, the Lord of the Sword has truly lost his predecessors.

From now on... he will never find her again, no matter which round of the world he comes from...

“I imagined countless moods leaving the Temple of the Great Dan, but I didn't expect it to be this heavy...”

“I've imagined the myriad causes and consequences of me and you. I know that we originated in the butterfly homeland, but I don't know, it will end here...”

Fan stood silently, his hands clenched into fists, and he could hold blood.

For the first time, the bones of the sword ancestors dissipated in front of his eyes, making him unspeakable, choosing to forget that feeling with a hangover.

But for the second time… how does he forget this frustrated mood…

Forget this heart like a knife!

Forget this hatred must break the madness of the whole heavens and the earth, and blame yourself.

Why didn't he find the slaughterhouse dying earlier? Why not?

He lives, she dies... she dies, he lives.

When the fairies disappear, where will they go?

“By my command, give me back my sword! ”

A sudden burst of purple and black demon power erupted around Ningfan.

At this moment, he is not the leader of the Blood Robbery or the Ancient Demon, he is the Ancient Demon!

He pointed to the sky, above the sky, and suddenly presented a purple black spiritual wheel, which, once it was presented, grew bigger and bigger, ultimately huge enough to cover the sky.

He sucked infinitely from the spiritual wheel, wanting to suck back from heaven and earth the mutilated spirit.

He doesn't know if the slayer is the kind of person who dies without giving in, or if he, too, will leave her!

“Stupid little boy, fantasizing about holding Ji Qing's soul for the first round of the Five Spirits Wheel, I have to say, you are ignorant and incompetent. Oh? Oh, so you were the skinny butterfly that Ji Qingling found back then. It is not uncommon for any butterfly in the district to be able to cultivate to this day. Unfortunately, the second step is that you are the limit of these butterflies, and Chengdu is impossible. In this way, I owe Ki Qingling a favor and give you 10 breaths. I will stop now. I can deceive the Holy Sect of Huangquan on your behalf, lest you interfere in the felony of the return of Ki Qingling to power. ”

A voice, like coming from the other side of the infinite circle, whistling, with the power of the third step, shocked rather than spraying blood, fell into the long sky, just released the spiritual wheel, directly in half!

In the face of this sudden third step, I'd rather have a small feeling, and my body instinctively has a notion of giving in.

That yield did not come from his own will, but from the will of that mysterious saint! Want to control Ningfan's body by will and stop Ningfan from doing that crazy thing.

Ningfan's eyes are getting bloody red!

The mysterious saint's words across time and space may have a little goodwill, but whoever stops him from reclaiming Sword Joe is the enemy!

“I must bring her back! Sure!”

Ningfan shouted and the stars of the battle Yin and Yang glowed in his eyebrows. Under the suppression of the will of the saints, he regained control of his body.

Then he pressed against the infinity saint and released the spiritual wheel again, trying to collect the sword ancestors' souls from heaven and earth.

The mysterious saint also tried to stop it, but Ningfan opened the Phantom of the Extinct and lit a drop of blood from his ancestors!

This time, he was not struck down by the Saints again!

This time, he was more than ten times stronger than the spiritual spirit of the spiritual wheel, and was not crushed by the power of the district saints.

“Shh! Ancient Guild of Destruction fragments! And get rid of the burning blood! Is Ji Qingling such an important person to you? Even the ancient God's Shield of National Extinction was exposed to the old man's eyes, and even the blood of the ancestors who had taken away a pulse had to be abandoned. You let the old man move his face. Unfortunately, the old man's duty is not to let you interfere in this matter. I can pretend I didn't see you today. You, back off! ”

Shh!

Five golden rays suddenly appeared in the sky and earth, turning into a golden hoop, clutching the neck and limbs of the extinct giant. Tight and fleshy, it can be said that at this moment the power of contraction of the golden hoop is absolutely more terrifying than the power of the heavenly robbery triggered by Ningfan on the Holy Mountain.

As the golden hoop contracted, the neck and limbs of the disillusioned giant were all banged up, and the face of the law was broken in the front.

The Phantom of Law has been destroyed. The five golden hoops appeared on Ningfan's neck and limbs. They were bound. Ningfan felt only that his flesh was fractured, his powers were sealed, and he burned to half of the free demon blood was sealed, opening half of the free spiritual wheel because he lost his powers to maintain it, and dissipated again...

Ning Fanfan's desire to crack.

Under absolute pressure, he can't even resist a little!

Where the Emperor was slaughtered, suddenly there were some star dots rising up.

Then, between the heavens and the earth, suddenly countless steps appeared. This staircase ran all the way through the sky. From a distance, the yellow mist circled and the end could not be seen. But you can see a blurred outline of the head with invisible majesty, standing at the end of the steps.

The lights of the star dots, heading up the stairs. No, flying in is not accurate, rather than flying in, but rather being sucked over by a giant head at the end of the step, and then swallowed into the entrance!

“Like you, but comparable to the ancient fairy, how much it takes in the real world. Don't delude yourself into meddling in unity from your husband. If I don't kill you, it's my husband who's worried about his old love. Don't go over it, you lowlife ant! ”

It is the disdainful voice of the mysterious saint who echoes the heavens and the earth.

Yet the sound was so loud, that Fan did not care and could not be heard at all.

He forgot all the scenery in front of him, all the sounds in his ears, even the five golden hoops that bound him.

He witnessed the scene where the head devoured the light point. He didn't understand what it was. All he knew was that whenever the head swallowed some light point, the further away he was from the slaughterhouse...

“Give her back to me! ”

Ningfansha dumbfounded his voice, and the Numen rushed out of his severely restrained body and hit him in the face of a giant head.

Later, the light point of the star dot was fine, as was the Numen of Ningfan, all swallowed up by the giant head.

“Hiss, for the sake of Ji Qingling, rush into the mouth of the underworld! With that pale butterfly cultivation, you should not fail to perceive the consequences of being swallowed by the underworld lord. It is so bold, but it is not unjust that Naji Green Spirit lost everything for this butterfly back then. Unfortunately, this pale butterfly is too weak. It is important to know that even if the legendary pale nine butterflies are eaten by the underworld, there is only one way to destroy them...”

In the sigh of the mysterious saint, the countless steps here are fine, as are the mysterious heads, all dissipated in the heavens and the earth, as if they had never existed.

…

True Realm, Yellow Springs Saint Sect.

On a cloud filled with strange light, there was an old man in a green robe who looked sad and stood against his hand.

In front of him stands an ancient tree of great height, more like a spiritual tree. There are countless baby shaped fruits stuffed with trees.

The old man built the robe so that he couldn't see the specifics, and what you could see was that it was a saint, not a saint, but a higher being.

He was clearly looking at the ancient trees, but it was like, looking at something else.

“Interesting, the district is full of butterflies, dare to break into the mouth of the underworld for the sake of Ji Qingling. The mouth of the Lord of the Underworld is the home of all the dead souls of the world, where there will not be any resurrection but digestion and destruction. ”

“This child wants to bring out the whole Daoist system of Ji Qing Spirit, there is no possibility, but if he has the absurd cult, if he brings out only one and a half stars of his soul, maybe... there is also a hundred million chance that this can be accomplished...”

“Also, Ji Qing Ling, Ji Qing Ling, you saved me with your sword when my husband had just become holy and was dying under the siege of a great enemy. Without your help, I would have become a loess soil, and that is why I would have paid the price to bring this misery and send you to convergence to thank you for this conversation. Your greatest wish in life is to protect your weak little butterfly, and I risk breaking the rules to help you. It is impossible for the complete Taoist system to let the pale butterfly take away, but if it is only a little bit of a star and a half of a soul...”

“Sky butterfly, Sky butterfly, if you can fulfill your wish and retreat from the mouth of the underworld, it's up to you...”

Zevi Saint sighed and sat on his knees in front of the ancient tree, patting the Heavenly Spirit, Yuan Shen suddenly flew out of his body and drilled into the ancient tree full of baby fruit.

He has not been refined for many years. For the saints, there are causes and consequences that must be repaid. Even if there is a price to be paid for this, there will be some blame, and there must be no blame...