Grasping Evil

[Burn my body, never look back. An ancient god, never a slave...]

Ningfan fled all the way to the heavens beneath the great dark sky, behind which was an ever-louder cry of killing.

He kept this phrase in his head, recalling a scene that had been painstakingly repaired for 30,000 years. His face did not succeed in overcoming the joy of the black rope. There was no anger generated by the Dark Clan's renegotiation of the covenant, only complicated...

He was not an opponent of the Black Rope, and this victory was not armed, so he was unhappy.

He did not truly believe in the Dark Nation from the outset, had no mental backwardness, and therefore had no anger.

He had long expected to come to the Dark Clan, and for various reasons would truly tear his face apart from the Dark Clan, but he came only in return for the grace of the ancient Emperor. Everything is psychologically prepared.

Fortunately, although he is not an opponent of the Black Rope, it is just that he is not as good as the Black Rope, and ultimately he did not disgrace the ancient Great.

After all, he has succeeded in proving to the whole Dark Nation that archaeology is not weaker than archaeology! When he broke the dark ancestor of the black rope by making it worse than the black rope, when he forced the black rope to abandon the use of illusions and spells, and had to fight with the half flesh, it was enough to explain the problem.

Dark Rope has more strength than him, but can't take any advantage of Dark Ancestor God in his hands. Dark Ancestor God is truly better than ancient school!

“As long as we can preserve the reputation of the ancient emperor, other things, it doesn't matter... even if the price paid to conquer the black rope is a bit huge, it doesn't matter, I didn't expect a duel from the beginning, true reconciliation with the Dark Nation, Dark Nation, Unkind Class, ultimately different from the South Nation...”

Ningfan sighed and closed his eyes.

30,000 years of footage, a scene playback in my head. Time seemed to revert back to the moment when he ripped open the vagina...

…

Time flies back to before.

Boom!

Black rope battled with fist power, raw through Taigu Leiding, rushed out. By the way, Ning Fan knew that he was not an opponent of the black rope and had to make a change. He rolled up the torn treasures of prison thunder rope, Taigu Leiding and so on, ripped open the shadow of the Xuan Yin, and rushed into it with a disillusioning giant, flying all the way into a tower of 10,000 years.

For the black rope, it was still immersed in the moment of witnessing Ningfan break the border, frowning slightly, followed by disdain.

For Ningfan, the other frowned for a long 10,000 years.

The first 10,000 years.

Upon entering the age tower, Ningfan fell again on the ground, dispersed the extinction gigantic body, dissolved the cross halo and coughed up a breath of blood.

It's too ancient for Redding to be punched through, backphage caused by vomiting blood.

Watching as a big hole was punched in the ground, Tai Gu Leiding, preferred to say that it didn't hurt, it was a lie. It doesn't matter if the prison thunder rope is damaged, after all, it is just innate Pingfa Bao, Ningfan Fabao, one less innate Pingfa Bao, it doesn't make a big difference; but Taigu Leiding is the innate Pingfa Bao that is rarely encountered in the last era, even though it is not completely damaged, it is just a big hole punched, enough to make Ningfan exclaim.

This black rope is definitely a monster! Besides the black rope, which fairy king can punch through the Tai Gu Lai Ding?

No, even the Immortal Emperor of the Last Age can't do it, at least... it has to be sacred.

If these boxers really hit themselves, they can only take a few dozen punches and blow up the disillusioned giants...

“Fortunately, I have 50,000 innumerable dans plundered from the Dark Nation, making all four systems break through the Vancouver Realm, which is good enough... If I can make my strength go any further, I may be able to fight the Black Rope a little easier...”

“Fighting is invincible, fighting coincidentally, and it is unfair, but not fair! If you really want to count, it's not fair for the old Dark Won-Chen! ”

I'd rather laugh than laugh. I laugh at the cowardice of Dark Ancestors and deceive myself.

Before he wronged him, he thought that Dark Ancestor was an ancient overhaul, that the amount of equipment would be slightly larger, but he did not expect it, but overestimated the amount of Dark Ancestor's equipment.

It's shameful to bring a fake hereditary to fight him!

Ning Fan is not blind, on the contrary, as a second kingdom monk of heaven, his eyes are terrible, he has already seen some problems on the black rope in a string of opponents.

This black rope is a shitty ancestor! There is no Dark Ancestry at all, and there is no Dark Ancestor blood in the body!

Not offspring, not disciples!

Instead, Dark Ancestor did not know where to find the monster. He taught the other party a few hands-on talents, and claimed that the other party was his own heir, specially used against the ancient people!

What level did Dark Lord teach such a terrible disciple of black rope?

It should be said that the strength of the black rope has nothing to do with the Dark Clan. The King is missing. When the black rope uses the Dark Ancestor God, it does not hurt Ningfan at all! The strength of the black rope depends on its flesh and blood, but this flesh and blood is not cultivated by the practice of the Dark Nation...

What horrible blood! As the Immortal King, you are thousands of times stronger than the Immortal Emperor! Can Dark Joe teach you that? If he could do this, the Dark Nation would be monsters!

What a terrible flesh! One punch actually punched through the innate Pingfa Bao, which of the dark ancestors inherited, can give the Immortal King enough power to break through the innate Pingfa Bao!

“Dark ancestors can be unkind, but I cannot be ashamed of the ancient emperor. He got a fake hereditary to fight me. I'm no match. It's true, but it doesn't mean my teacher never learned as much as his ancestors did! At least I'm superior to the ancient studies I've been working on! ”

Black rope's Obsidian finger, black water diagram, and shadow furnace are all broken by Ningfan with the cutting sword front. From this point of view, the Ancient Divine Spirit was not defeated by the Dark Ancestor Spirit. If you consider that Ningfan's own strength is far less than the Black rope, the Divine Spirit can fight an even enemy, it is sufficient to show that Ancient Absence is higher than the Dark Ancestor Spirit for the added fighting power.

Undoubtedly, the ancient gods are stronger! This, I believe, has been witnessed by the dark clans.

Before losing the dark ancestor school of the black rope, Ningfan did not avoid the age tower, but chose to bite the teeth, and the hall is breaking the dark ancestor school of the black rope.

He admitted that he was not a black rope opponent.

But he will never admit it. It's not as ancient as the Dark Ancestors!

Even less does he admit that this false ancestor, this false showdown, has any fairness!

“With my strength today, there is no possibility to defeat the Black Rope. If I can do this, I can also defeat the Seniors, defeat the Posthumous Seniors, defeat the first order of the Dark Clan Quasi-Sancestry...”

“If I hadn't noticed the issue of the Black Rope, I might have stuck to this battle, but now I don't have to. Win, impossible, lose... even if the other party is a false transmitter, I don't want to lose! Although the black rope is strong, I can't win, but if I can go further, I also have the confidence to grind hands with him. At least... I can't let the gossip of ancient ancestors come out. I don't care about my own honor, but I don't want to succeed in the dark ancestral conspiracy to win the glory of defeating the ancient emperor with a false heir! ”

Ningfan, after taking the meditation, started eating the infinite amount of Dan practice. It is also necessary to plan to tie hands with the black rope.

Three hundred years later in the tower, he spearheaded the cultivation of ancient magic as a breakthrough to his homeland.

Another 500 years, the ancient demon cultivated to also break through the Vancouver Realm.

In another 700 years, the ancient gods also broke through to Bangu.

So far, Ningfan demon cultivation, all reached the level of new immortal pride. The only unfortunate thing is that once you enter Vancouver, you need to take twice as much Dan medicine in order to increase the power of a robbery. This matter directly led to Ningfan eating up all the amount of Dan, and didn't make any department repair, breaking into the height of Vancouver.

Spiritual waste is really too hegemonic. Ordinary people can break through with 500 pieces of immortal dan, but he ate tens of thousands of pieces back and forth before breaking through...

The Four Series has been repaired to break through all the ancient realms. I prefer Fan to feel like he is using the former Divine Tong Fabao again. The power has been greatly improved, especially the strength of the mind. In full prosperity, his time to open the cross halo has risen directly from 227 breaths to 415 breaths!

Almost twice as powerful!

All sides have improved their strength, then fight the black rope, prefer to have more confidence.

In the first tower, for the remainder of the time, Ningfan began to consolidate the various faculties, gradually condensing the breath.

In the course of a long hit-and-run, a scene of confrontation with the black rope emerges from time to time. At the time he didn't notice some weirdness on the black rope, but gradually he began to wonder why the black rope gave him a strange sense of familiarity...

In the fourth millennium, he suddenly pulled a little purple power out of his body.

His divine power is golden, this purple divine power, not all of him!

This purple power, after the day's Veterinary Tooth Dagger cut his palm open, lurked inside him!

At this moment, Ningfan suddenly realized that the black rope... is a divine being!

“Is that black rope an ancient god like me?" No wonder it's so bad! Is it the god level, above me, the god of the afterlife or even the god of the ancestors? ”

I'd rather have speculation in my heart, but I can't prove it. Purple divine power cannot explain anything, it cannot be determined that this divine power was cultivated by the black rope itself, and may have been obtained by other means…

It's just that every time I think about the strange familiarity that the other person brings to him, I think that my guess is most likely true.

Fixing is immortal, tens of thousands of years between the fingers.

After leaving the first tower, Ningfan entered the second tower almost immediately and began the second 10,000 years of practice.

Vancouver had been consolidated, and he decided to try to repair Vancouver in the second 10,000 years.

For the Vancouver, Vancouver himself can greatly improve the fighting power. If you don't see the old eight, you can become a giant tortoise. Ningfan knew that if he could also build a Vancouver body, he would definitely improve his fighting power.

But Vancouver didn't want to fix it, he could fix it.

Resource, opportunity and awareness are needed.

How much resources are needed, rather than countless good things plundered by the Dark Nation. Dark Joe would never have thought that he would have eaten all kinds of treasures for tens of thousands of years, even though he had the tower of the days against heaven, and the outside world was only a moment away.

Knowing this, the Dark Ancestors will mostly interfere with Ningfan's plunder and will not let Ningfan scrape the ground like a locust in the Dark Nation.

The resources needed to cultivate Vancouver's true body are better than anything else. All that is missing is opportunity and understanding.

Opportunity is undesirable, so it is important that, at the beginning of the second 10,000 years, Ningfan is busy with one thing, which is to increase the awareness of the Vancouver realm.

Crushing monasticism, Vancouver monastery.

And the Daoists, and the Daoists. Demons are built into Wangu, and those who find themselves using the power of Dao are easier and more perfect than ever before. The same number of Dao Dao's powers can be more powerful.

Van Gou's true body needs to gather the strength of one way, incorporate the ideas, simulate everything, and thus form.

There are no two Vancouver bodies that are absolutely identical in this world, the vast majority of which are different.

Wu Lao Ba's true body, is a tortoise, is an animal state, and of course many people repair the human body, according to the different encounters, the real body is different and different.

For Ningfan, the power of condensation is not difficult, but he always lacks a concept of what form of condensation is true.

It's not what he wants, it's what he wants. The shape of the true body is often closely related to the variety of monasteries. Wu Lao Ba is a tortoise, because he gathers himself in the way of water.

Ningfan's path is too many, too complex, but not easy to condense the intrinsic form...

Thousands of years passed, and Ningfan still hadn't condensed himself.

Without help, Ningfan had to temporarily abandon the gathering of Vancouver's true body and instead organize the many loot seized by the Dark Clan, trying to find something from it and improve the fighting power.

He plundered a lot of refiner material from the Dark Clan, but is it that easy? If you want to have a congenital treasure, it's not enough for 10,000 years. You'd rather spend your time refining treasure.

And his refiner level, in Vancouver, can only be considered ordinary. Even if he spends a lot of time going to the refiner, he may not be able to refine his favorite pharmacopoeia.

His eyes are too high...

It would be easier to grab someone else's treasure directly...

One by one, the refiner fairy material was used as garbage by Ningfan and thrown into the corner of the storage bag.

Instead, the spiritual roots and fountains seized from the Dark Clan were placed in Shennong Baihua Garden by him. Therefore, Shennong Baihua Garden became more and more of a strange plant.

Ancient King Dao fruit tree, spiritual vine, 300 million year old purple jade peach, emerald puer...

There are spiritual tea trees, there are spiritual fruit trees, and there are more fruit trees, preferably planted in Shennong Hundred Grasses. Not to say how much he can see these plants, but he finds that the more plants in Shennong Baihua Garden, the more spiritual energy, the more favorable it is for Sword ancestors' souls to grow here...

Jianzu...

Over the years, there was no one left unaccompanied but the little soul grass of Shennong Baihua Garden, who swayed with him, but remained silent with each other.

Her soul species, already broken, revealed a small green bud, like a new grass...

This is Swordmaster's soul grass. As long as this soul grass continues to grow, one day, he will meet Swordmaster again...

Besides that, there's a lot of good stuff from the Dark Clan.

Feixian Pool , this pool can help the first step of the friar to wash the medulla, increasing the chances of becoming a fairy by about 20%. This item is of great value and difficult to estimate. It is a treasure to flourish in the family! The Dark Immortal Culture, not for no reason, blood is on the one hand and Feixianci on the other. The chances of ordinary people becoming immortals are even 1% difficult. People use a flying immortal pool and directly increase the chances by 20% per person. In this way, the second step of immortality will naturally be mass-produced. The base number of immortality repairs will be one large, and the number of strong people will also be more.

Of course, it takes a lot of dao jing to use Fai Sen Pool, but that's not the problem, of course talent is more important than money. With Flying Immortal Pool, Ningfan can imagine that his dining furnace, his rainfall family and friends, will benefit countless people as a result and get a chance to ask the second step…

I don't know where the Dark Clan got this good thing. Unfortunately, this thing is going to change its last name from now on!

[Town Boundary Tarzan], this is a congenial treasure sweeping across the same level, enough to allow many Immortals to snatch their heads. Bearing in mind that even the flooded bottle and the Taigu Redding could not handle the black rope, Fanmei threw the treasure into the corner.

[Tai Gu Python Skin], can relieve the world from poisoning, can also take, cultivate poison kung fu. Ningfan refined the python skin, poisonous yin and yangwei can improve a lot.

[Dark Ming Wang Diagram], this is a great school of recording the true divinity, but to learn the magic in the diagram, you still need to worship the Dark Ming Wang as the master in this diagram, and kneel and swear to this diagram, allegiance for the rest of your life...

Are you kidding me?

He has no shortage of genius, why should he practice himself? Considering that the Dark Nation as a whole did not have a decent deity, enough to illustrate that those Dark Brothers who knelt down to this figure did not eventually learn any real skills, it was preferable for Fan to throw this figure into the corner at random.

[Incinerator], this furnace is good. If you look at this furnace, you'd rather see it! Before robbing the furnace, Ningfan searched the memory of the Immortal King of the furnace, as if any magic treasure put into the furnace could be melted into a forged liquid to synthesize a higher grade magic treasure.

And when he captured the treasure, the Immortal King of the Furnace was busy taking dozens of Eleven Nephat, smelting in the furnace, and in the light of the treasure, he synthesized a twelve Nephat sword, and the process was incredible...

If there are enough Twelve Nephats, is it possible to synthesize the congenital pharmacopoeia directly with this furnace? Synthesizing congenitals with low-order magic treasures is not a loss.

However, according to the memory of the Immortal King, Synthetic Pharmacopoeia still seems to have a high failure rate...

Considering that the whole Dark Emperor of Immortality does not have a few congenital treasures, it is preferable that Fan implicitly speculate, or synthesize the congenital treasures, the number of low order treasures needed is astonishing, even the Dark clan is overwhelmed; or the failure rate is too high, so that the Dark clan is unwilling to bear...

All in all, this furnace is still quite heartbreaking, how much he needs to break the magic treasure, and how many congenital magic treasures don't work. If it is all thrown into the furnace to forge synthesis, I don't know what grade of pharmacy can be synthesized...

He doesn't need quantity, he only wants quality, and if he can combine a congenital superior attack method, he might really kill the black rope also unknown...

Just do it.

Ningfan took out a bunch of low-order magic treasures and couldn't wait to take this incinerator experiment one or two.

Unexpectedly, after burning all the low-order treasures in front of him, he did not produce any treasures.

Failed? Not really.

Fairball didn't synthesize, but got a drop of burnt red metal liquid. Looking at the color and copper, it certainly couldn't be any copper...

“What's going on? ”

Before frowning, remove the copper liquid and weigh carefully.

Soon after, the copper liquid evaporated directly and disappeared into the heavens and the earth, as if the earth did not allow this copper liquid to exist.

I'd rather have my eyebrows wrinkled deeper and take out more low-order magic treasures.

He found that Pharaoh beneath Immortal Treasure could only burn out copper liquid, while Pharaoh the day after tomorrow could burn out silver liquid.

Both copper and silver fluids, once removed from the furnace, can only exist in the air for very little time, will evaporate and disappear, obliterated by the heavens and the earth...

“Why can't I synthesize high-ranking Pharaoh like that Dark Immortal King? Failure can be explained once or twice, but if the CD fails dozens of times, it's very thought-provoking...”

Ning Fan Beisi could not understand, decided to use the talent of communication with everything, and asked the incinerator directly why.

This, it doesn't matter, the other party's first sentence surprised Ning Fan!

Incinerator: “I am an ancient royal subordinate! Forty-seven Dead Burner King! May the gods die! ”

Ningfan: "…”

Incinerator: “Please eat copper nail liquid, copper nail silver liquid, practice angel armor, don't waste it, be destroyed by heaven and earth...”

Ningfan: "…”

Looks like he picked something up! It has to do with the ancient gods?

Given the Dark Line of the Dark Clan, it is not surprising that the ancient gods are suspected that the Dark Clan will have artifacts.

However, if it is related to the ancient gods, it must be extremely valuable. How could it be placed in the lower skies and not treasured by the dark ancestors?

By the way, this furnace seems to be called the Reverse Forty-Seven Dead Incinerator King. The name is similar to the format of his name.

[Nine Reverse and Twenty-one Desalination Divine Ding]

How many backwards and backwards does the prefix have to be numbered or something?

First Reverse, refers to first Reverse...

And what is the King of the Furnace? Before the Refinery Ding, it didn't say what a Ding King it was. Speaking of, the Refinery Ding couldn't talk to him so easily, but simply conveyed his mind. It seems that the incinerator in front of him is much more advanced than the Refinery Ding. He actually has quite a lot of thinking ability.

Ningfan: “Why were you thrown in the twelfth heaven? Didn't the Dark Men find your worth? ”

Incinerator: “Dark clan? Does God mean those fairy descendants, huh, the district fairy descendants, even if they knew I existed, could not get my allegiance! ”

Fairy spirits, fairy spirits again.

Nowadays, Ningfan has been able to distinguish these concepts slightly. There are first gods in heaven and earth, then fairy spirits. The gods are extinguished. The barbaric, ancient gods, ancient demons and ancient demons that imitate the gods are all negatives and become heterogeneous in heaven and earth. Robbery, Buddhism, etc. become mainstream. These seem to be the descendants of fairy spirits...

All the contradictions between the heavens and the earth were merely divine rivalries...

Ningfan: “You mean the dark people can't use you? But I obviously see that the dark people use your synthetic treasure. Why can't you synthesize it if it's me...”

Incinerator: “God jokes! What is the use of synthetic objects, strengthening oneself is the right path for the gods! Stronger Pharaoh can't stop the punch of God. I just wanted to lure the fairy descendants into the wrong path and deliberately give them the wrong purpose! District fairy descendants, want to use this furnace king for real purpose, there is no possibility! ”

Ningfan: "... what is your real purpose? ”

Incinerator: “Any true god can use me to melt heavenly and earth fairies and pharmacopoeia to practice [angel armor]! And so can the gods! ”

"- [sic]“ I just want to synthesize your magic treasure... ”

Incinerator: “Pharaoh is just an object! God must not go astray! ”

Ningfan was even more speechless: “What if I had to synthesize you...”

Incinerator: “The small furnace would rather die of self-destruct than see God go into the wrong way! ”

…

……

This incineration is too random! Like a stubborn elder, he would rather die than watch the king go astray...

Ningfan seemed to see a scene like that. He wanted to synthesize Fabao in isolation. The old man of the incinerator would rather die than die. In the end, he would rather kill himself and persuade himself to die...

I'd rather smoke in the corner of my mouth.

What does he want from the incinerator if he can't synthesize it?

Do you really listen to this furnace to cultivate what [Angel Armor]?

By name, this angel armor is quite overwhelming. Isn't it some kind of powerful genius dedicated to ancient spirits?

If it's strong enough, maybe you can learn to play black rope a little more...

Ningfan: “Let me ask you, how do you practice the Heavenly Armor? ”

The incinerator answered, “Didn't the Father of God tell God? ”

Father King...

His father is Yuntian, it seems that he is not involved with the father of some ancient god...

Incinerator: “Every royal god will be given the Four Treasures of the Spirit, and he will teach you the essentials of using the Four Treasures. God must have lost his memory. Don't you remember this? ”

Ningfan: “I am not a royal god, I am... a spiritual bloodline built by myself. ”

Incinerator: “God jokes, can talk to the dwarf, only God who communicates with everything can do it. And communication of all things belongs to the most special of the nine divine arts, non-royal spirits cannot awaken. God can speak to the dwarf to prove your old royal identity. ”

Ningfan: "… Are there no exceptions? ”

Incinerator: “Yes, but this exception will only happen to traitors, those who cultivate the power of the fairy spirit, but they may also build their own royal blood, but the probability is lower than that of the royal god. Tens of millions of traitors, it's hard to get one. God is not rebellious at first glance. This discerning ability, the dwarf still has it, will never discriminate against God because the blood of the king of God is so scarce that the dwarf cannot perceive it! ”

No, I am not a thin bloodline, I am simply a rebel god in your mouth...

I've learned all about spirits, fairies, ancient gods, ancient demons, ancient demons, brutality, pillaging, what messy things... too complicated...

Ningfan: “In short, you will first tell me how to practice the armor of the gods. ”

Incinerator: “God has lost his memory. In that case, listen to the little man and wait for God to repair the armor of the gods. Be sure to kill all the fairy descendants in heaven and earth and avenge my ancient country. ”

Ancient country what revenge?

Never mind, I don't want to ask such a big secret...

I don't want to kill all the fairy descendants in the world. Purple Doo fairy cultivation seems to be a fairy descendant, but all people in the real world are fairy descendants, fantasy realm, it seems to count, his women, relatives...

Cough, cough, fool listens to a burning stove and runs to destroy the world.

After asking how to practice God's Armor, Ningfan stopped talking about the incinerator and turned off all communication skills.

No way, this skill is not suitable for continuous opening, otherwise everything in the heavens and earth is talking to you, let your heart be like a rock, time will be divided...

Looking at the incinerator, Fan's eyes became heavy.

According to the incinerator, it is not an ordinary incinerator, but a royal incinerator, which itself belongs to the king of the incinerator.

That's why it's in the reverse order...

The first reversal is the highest ranking, all royal artifacts, and after the second reversal, the artifacts of ordinary spirits.

In that most ancient age, every ancient god was born with four artifacts: the Ding of God, the Incinerator, the Blood Gourd, the Grinding Disc of the Divine Awareness, which are necessary for the spirits to improve their strength.

Ningfan is not an ancient god, he just accidentally crashed into a god, of course he has no artifact beside him.

The Refining Divine Ding was found in the sanctuary of Jidan.

The incinerator was stolen from the Dark Clan...

As for Qi Blood Gourd, Divine Awareness Grinder, he does not have, nor does he know the specific efficacy. When asked about the incinerator, he did not get an answer. Turns out the incinerator was badly damaged, unremembered, alive for a long time, and can't remember a lot of things.

But by name alone, Ningfan can speculate that the so-called Qi Blood Gourd is definitely used by the gods to enhance Qi Blood. The words of the divine grinding disc sounds like it raises mindfulness...

Refining the Divine Ding is used to refine the blood of all spirits to raise the spirits to cultivation, and the incinerator is used to cultivate the armor of the gods...

Speaking of which, the blood of the black rope is so horrible, can't you have used some kind of blood gourd?

Black rope… most likely a god, but not a true god.

There are only three kinds of true gods: the innate gods, the posterior gods, and the god scrap.

According to the incinerator, the black rope cannot use it, not the god. If you are not a true god, if you are also a god, you may just be a demigod.

Semi-god, meaning both parents are not all gods, blood defects...

Will the black rope be a demigod?

If he's a demigod, his blood isn't as advanced as the god's waste, why can't he be pressed against him? Ningfan said it was inexplicable.

Suddenly there are speculations again...

Could this incinerator be black rope, that's why it's in the Dark Clan?

Could the black rope be a royal god, but because one of the parents is not a god, so... the royal bloodline is unable to use the incinerator because of its demigod status?

That would be really pathetic… it would be pathetic to have the artifact and not be able to use it.

Fortunately, if the black rope could use this furnace, even the angel armor could be repaired... perhaps he wouldn't be afraid to overhaul it in the ancient times.

“In that case, I have no chance of winning...”

According to the incinerator, the angel armor defense cover is extremely difficult to repair. Of the 100 royal gods, two or three can be built against the sky.

The method of cultivation is to burn all kinds of fairies and pharmacopoeia into [divine liquid], then eat the divine liquid, and cultivate the body.

Even if the angel armor is not repaired and the divine fluid is consumed, it can greatly improve all aspects of the body's defense.

Unlike the Refinery, what the Incinerator raises is only the spiritual fleshbone defense of the gods, not the Numen God, the Sea of Awareness.

“Fine, I don't expect to really repair the Goddess Armor, but it would be nice to improve physical defense during the process. I just don't know how much physical defense I can improve by burning all the useless treasures in my hand...”

“The Dark Immortal King used this furnace and incinerated forged liquid for synthetic treasure. But what I incinerated was divine liquid for refining the body. It's hard to say how strong or weak it is. Only after trying it will I know...”

Ningfan took out a pile of useless low-order magic treasures and placed them in the incinerator.

Therefore, a large amount of copper nail liquid was incinerated by Ningfan and refined.

Times have changed, and this is an era in which gods are not allowed to exist. Once the liquid is refined, it must be eaten quickly, otherwise it will be erased from existence by the heavens and the earth.

Copper nail liquid is the lowest grade, silver nail liquid, then gold nail liquid, the rarest, according to the incinerator, only the finest innate magic treasure and sky opener can be refined into gold nail liquid.

Ningfan started trying to eat copper nail liquid.

But he took the first sip, and he suffered a great loss. His stomach and intestines were directly burned through by the fiery divine fluid, and he was seriously injured in an instant...

This is just copper nail liquid. It is said that the higher the quality of the liquid, the more terrifying the temperature...

Ningfan Dark Belly Defamation: If the process of burning divine liquid is not too long and the duration of its existence is too short, he may be able to throw copper nail liquid directly, guarantee to throw out a pot, and burn a pile of immortal repairs.

Of course, this is just a joke… this idea cannot be achieved in the unacceptable era of last resort in heaven and earth.

Ningfan settled his mind, endured severe pain, while returning to the dirty wound, while forcibly refining copper nail liquid.

At first, there was nothing wrong with refining the Divine Fluid, and everything went well except for the terrible temperatures that initially failed to adapt to the Divine Fluid.

But soon there will be trouble!

When he found out that he refined a little more copper liquid, the earth and the heavens rejected him!

At the same time as physical defense increases, the difficulty of absorbing the forces of heaven and earth... is also increasing!

Worse still, while refining the Divine Fluid, Ningfan's life is running out!

Bone age did not increase, but heaven gave him immortal life, but deprived him at a little bit, as punishment for Ningfan spiritual cultivation!

When Ningfan refined a whole drop of copper nail liquid, several days of robbery directly bombed down!

Two more drops of copper nail liquid have been refined and even the Great Robbery has been blown down!

Nine thousand years of immortal life was deprived of him by God!

Vancouver only had a great robbery in 9,000 years. Ningfan had just broken through Vancouver. Theoretically, it took 9,000 years for the great robbery to arrive. These nine thousand years, it's the cultivation time God gave to the Brothers, to improve the cultivation. The monks will grow taller and taller, and the heavenly robbery will grow stronger and stronger. If the Brothers can improve to more speed than the Heavenly Robbery increases, they can live forever; if they cannot, they will be wiped out by Heavenly Robbery...

The interval between large and small heavenly robberies is a gift from heaven to the monks, and is a buffer period for cultivation and promotion.

This is Immortal Life, the life of Immortals alone!

But this immortal life, in the blink of an eye, was deprived of nine thousand years!

Ningfan had to stop the refining of copper fluid in his body and hesitated.

Depriving 9,000 years of immortal life, it doesn't look scary, but gathering sand towers, gathering armpits into joe. If he refined more divine fluid, he would surely be deprived of 90,000 years, 900,000 years, 9 million years, 90 million years... and countless immortal lives!

Because bones are still young today, Fan Fan is not afraid of heavenly robbery.

But what if too many immortals are deprived of their lives, so big and small that even the Immortal Emperor and the Quan Saint can be killed... him!

This spiritual way, can't be repaired, can't be touched! Otherwise, one day, the heavens and the earth will wipe it out!

But if he doesn't fix the spiritual path, how will he defeat the black rope and how will he preserve the glory of the ancient emperor...

“I think I've got another big choice. Compared to the glory of the Ancient Emperor, the vast majority of people will choose life… I, too, spare my life and fear death. It is no good not to repair this spiritual path, not to repair this angel armor. In my current practice, as long as the calculation is meticulous, there must be certainty, and it takes an even hand with the black rope... and even if I fix the spiritual path, can I beat the black rope? Probably even...”

“This angel armor, even if not repaired... preserve the reputation of the ancient emperor, can find another way,"

Ning Fan sighed and made a decision, but the decision had just been made, and suddenly an old cry appeared in his ear.

That cry was made by the Shield of God!

For the first time, S.H.I.E.L.D. was not under Ningfan's control.

For the first time, the S.H.I.E.L.D. flew out of Ningfan's body and shook himself, turning into an old man with a white beard, an illusory body, an illusory gold armor, carrying an illusory sword and shield on his back, silence and kneeling in front of Ningfan!

“Are you the... God's Shield?” Ning Fan glanced and asked.

Fantasy old man's tears streamed, shaking his head, yet silent, nodding.

I'd rather hear the voices of this illusory old man than frown and inspire communication skills.

But I can't hear you! Somehow, Bai Tried Bai Ling's communication of everything, before this old man, failed.

The old man was merely silent and prayed to Ningfan, who had no idea what the old man wanted to say, and was self-explanatory.

I suddenly saw the old man jump into the incinerator!

Hiss!

Ningfan's gaze suddenly changed!

The old man represents the Shield of Extinction. The Shield of Extinction is his greatest reliance. Even if he decides to cultivate the Spiritual Path, it is impossible to burn the Shield of Extinction!

How can the old man be allowed to jump into the incinerator and die?

Besides, he didn't intend to take the path of the gods and destroy himself!

How is it possible to watch the Shield burn in front of you...

Ningfan rushed to the furnace to rescue the old man in the furnace fire, but just reached into the furnace, the whole arm was burned by the hot furnace fire. If his hand did not pull out of the ground very quickly, the flame would run all over his body, erasing his entire existence!

This is the heat released when the shield is burned, the Heavenly Heavenly Vessel, what a horror! Gradually, Ningfan discovered that he couldn't even get close to ten people around the incinerator. Hundreds, thousands, ten thousand people...

Terrible calories are spreading, forcing Ningfan to avoid great distances, even if his arms are remodeled and inaccessible. If he had the Shield of Extinction, he might have dared to open the Titan of Extinction and approach the incinerator at high temperatures, but unfortunately... the Shield of Extinction is in the furnace at this moment, not in his body, and does not heed his call!

This S.H.I.E.L.D. is a crossed heart. Do you want to burn yourself into a divine fluid?

Why!

Why cry, why grieve, why kneel, why destroy yourself...

I prefer to sink like water in a very bad mood.

He then had to go to war with the Black Rope, but he didn't expect an accident before the war, losing the greatest reliance on S.H.I.E.L.D....

How can you fight this?

Can't we just sit here and watch S.H.I.E.L.D. refine ourselves?

How beneficial would it be to consume the Divine Fluid refined by the Sky Opener?

But if you take very little copper liquid, you lose 9,000 years of immortal life. If you replace it with an opener...

I'd rather be bored.

He is a ten-year savage god, and the ancient kingdom extinction S.H.I.E.L.D. is the treasure hand-given by the first savage god, the savage mountain, and the symbol of the savage god.

I just lost it...

The elder gave, he did not take good care of it; the symbol of a teenage savage god, he did not take good care of it, he... failed in his duty...

[Master, don't be sad...]

It was in a distant furnace fire, and the sound of the S.H.I.E.L.D. was heard, just as it had been heard.

Before, it seemed that for some reason, Ning Fan could not be told anything, or told, but the words were erased from the heavens and the earth.

But at this moment, Ning Fan finally heard the Word of God's Shield.

He really wants to catch this old man, ask him why you want to destroy yourself, why you want to cry, why you want to kneel, why you want to abandon me...

But at the end of the day, there was no talk.

Because he heard apologies from the word of S.H.I.E.L.D., with helplessness.

The other party must have some hard feelings, so...

It's just that I can't hide it from the heavens and the earth and tell myself...

“You and I have been together for quite some time. We fought all the way, guarding each other. I regard you as my friend. You should know how much I feel when I saw you burn into nothingness with my own eyes. Can't you really come back to me...” Ning Fan sighed long, closed his eyes and couldn't bear to see the scene of the S.H.I.E.L.D. burning. His fist was held tight until his fingernails pierced the flesh, and he didn't even know it.

Obviously it was just a shield, it left him, it made him feel a little sad, a little dissatisfied!

[Master, don't be sad...]

[Master, don't be sad...]

[Burn my body, never look back. An ancient god, never a slave...]

[The heavens and the earth are cages, my Lord breaks them. Heaven is bitter, my Lord saves...]

[May my Lord, swallow me into my belly, trample the divine path, destroy the vacuum...]

No more sound.

Heat between the heavens and the earth seems to disappear in a flash, with a cool breeze, with a hint of loneliness and Xiaozo...

“Why do you have to die...”

Ningfan suddenly wanted to chill out.

He has a paranoid personality, it is difficult to see a living person as a friend, because people are tested, and he prefers to accept all kinds of strange things as servants.

It is a servant, but also feelings, especially the shield of God, one shield at a time, a few moments after life and death, said that the relationship between life and death cannot be overdone.

But overnight, they all left me, like a traitor...

Ningfan didn't even understand why the Shield had to go...

Why must this shield force him to devour the divine fluid and go to the Divine Path?

Is there some sort of calculation here...

But why, in the words of S.H.I.E.L.D., I heard anxiety, that anxiety, is an unspeakable fear, worrying about his master...

Is there any reason why the master is so deeply at stake that S.H.I.E.L.D. has to die?

Why, why...

In the incinerator, there was an extra golden divine liquid. The golden divine liquid had an enormous amount of energy, but it gradually showed signs of evaporation and dissipation!

It was made by the Shield of Extinction, quickly erased by the heavens and the earth...

In that liquid, for some reason, there is an atmosphere of hatred towards the gods, but only against Ningfan.

Just because Ningfan is a teenage savage god...

This is the Golden Divine Fluid, the former owner...

“Why do you have to leave me...”

Ningfan stood silently in front of the incinerator, watching the cooling of the furnace but never solidifying the divine liquid, watching the heavens and the earth want to erase it a little bit, struggling inside, making some kind of decision...

In my mind, echoing over and over again is a plea before the death of S.H.I.E.L.D.

[Burn my body, never look back. An ancient god, never a slave...]

[The heavens and the earth are cages, my Lord breaks them. Heaven is bitter, my Lord saves...]

[I implore my Lord, to refine me as A, to crush the divine path, to destroy the vacuum...]

“I have no interest in saving the world, nor in crushing the path of God and destroying the world. My teacher, Zidou, taught me that teenagers need to keep their ideals in mind and take it upon themselves to calm the mess, but I gradually realized that it was difficult, difficult... what I wanted to guard, but I had been losing it, Green Spirit gone, Seven generations gone, and now you abandon me too...”

“I want to extend my life for my ancient master, but I haven't seen him awake...”

“I want to challenge the Dark Clan, but I can't defeat the Black Rope. Although this black rope is only a false transmitter, stronger than me, it is also true..."

“The less powerful I am, the weaker I am, the more clear this awareness becomes. Sometimes, when I get to you, I hide under your guardianship when I run into danger. This is a kind of dependency, a kind of dependency, but it makes my heart, gradually weakened, with fright..."

“As this time, I was afraid of immortality deprivation, fear of heaven, fear of loss, because of irreparable fate, so gradually helpless, gradually compromised... this, is not good! ”

“I don't know why you're leaving, but your departure points to one thing. ”

“Compromise, is wrong...”

“God wants to take my immortal life, why would he do that?" ”

“The Dark Tribes tried to kill me, but why should they? ”

“If it is you who desires to become a divine liquid and swallow it for me, then I, all of you...”

“If you don't want to act as a shield to get in front of me, then you will melt into my body and refine my flesh and bones! Instead of letting heaven and earth erase you, let me... eat you! ”

Before his dissipation, he drank the cold flash from his eyes.

The inner part is slightly torn, ridiculing itself. He laughed at his black rope eating companion, but he did the same thing today...

Master, don't be sad?

Oh, why?

If you tell me not to be sad, I won't be sad? Are you the Lord or am I the Lord?

Boom!

At the moment when Ningfan began to refine the God Shield fluid, there suddenly appeared in the sky tens of thousands of large and small heavenly robberies.

Oh, the great day of robbery came nearly a thousand years at a time, doesn't that mean that he was deprived of nine million years of immortal life once?

“Old man, you see, you make me lose nine million years at a time, and once I'm on this road, I can't... turn back! ”

“So you're responsible for the rest of it, let me... break through these days! Let me... be rude! ”

“As for your plea… I will consider it as appropriate! The one who made you cry, I'll help you... punch! ”

He is in a bad mood and is in a bad mood. Even if these nearly ten thousand large and small heavenly robberies add up, Wei can kill six Immortal Emperors, he doesn't want to avoid anything!

Holy shit!

What a shithole!

What a black rope!

He's gonna punch through!

Incinerator: “God, dog ears don't seem to curse...”

Ningfan: “Quiet! It doesn't matter! ”

Kill the gods!

Kill the gods!

Kill the gods!

Heavenly robbery can talk too, ah, why didn't you listen carefully before!

Boom!

Countless days of robbery arrived simultaneously, Ningfan was instantly completely submerged by an unprecedented large wind and torpedo, but there was a more fierce protective gold light, bursting out from the deepest part of the heavenly robbery...

A volatile golden armor giant, just a little bit, presented in the sky robbery, with an uncovered anger and madness, no longer... the numbness of the past!