Grasping Evil

Ten years, too short for a monk.

Boundary River War remains the subject of the entire East Tianjin Jin Hao Road.

In the course of the decade, Ningfan ate a large number of squid groups, and the blood of the whole human race increased dramatically more than a few times. This quantity of blood is too weak to be compared to some quasi-sanctioned monsters. Of course, it is impossible to compare it to a living monster like the Black Rope, and even more so than the Blood God.

Likewise, the blood surge, and the funeral moon, her blood strength, has exceeded the first-order quasi-sanctionality, can be truly the second-order quasi-sanctionality.

Qi Blood enhancement, for the strength of Ningfan, there is naturally a good improvement.

Exhaustion of resuscitation meters has caused Ningfan's fighting power to drop, making it difficult to fight super level.

On that day, fighting the Blood God was even worse, Ningfan ate up all the remaining eccentric rice. Without eccentric rice, the cross halo could not be opened indefinitely.

Fortunately, Ningfan's cultivation today is quite different from what it was before the Great War of the River boundary. Nowadays, with the strength of the mind in the state of full prosperity of Ningfan, it is possible to continuously open the cross half-hour half-hour, which is too much higher than the 415 interest rate of the year.

Half an hour of crosshairs is enough for him to tackle the vast majority of half-hearted opponents; of course, it is far less than enough for him to deal with first-order quasi-heartedness.

In the face of quasi-sancestry, you can defend yourself from victory; in the face of half-sancestry, you are invincible. This is Ningfan's current strength positioning.

Ten years later, the wounds of the funeral month finally healed.

And Ningfan finally left the slaughter hall one day.

Also leaving the slaughterhouse, there are cows all over the mountain. He gave Ningfan ten years of cooking squid dumplings, also taught the three namesakes ten years, it was time to go out and have a good time.

He held it for too long at the bottom of the river, and he had to spend some time playing with water, looking for ingredients, and having a good time in the great starry mountains of the East.

“Hey, I taught you 10 years for my father. How many days can you understand the essence of cowhide, it's all up to the three of you. Xiao Ba, Xiao Er, Xiao Rao, you three remember to practice diligently, with the task of revitalizing the Sky Bull people, do not be lazy.” Niu Manshan is about to leave the slaughter house, the only ones who can't let go are Wu Lao Ba, Zhu Er and Raven Dog. In the past 10 years, two people and a dog were quite filial to him, so the cows and a dog moved a little bit of true emotion.

This is also why Ningfan deliberately made Wu Lao Ba et al think that the cows are full of mountains as fathers. With Yoko Niu Man Mountain next to Ningfan, Ningfan is even less worried that Niu Man Mountain will destroy the world.

“Father, take care of yourself! ”

“Dad, watch your step and go home early! ”

“Whoa, whoa! ”

One person and two dogs all shed tears, and the true love was revealed, making the cows more moved by the mountains.

It feels good to have a son!

He's not alone in this world anymore! There are four more Sky Bulls. Ha-ha-ha!

“It is a pity that you will not let your forbidden servitude be removed for your father. Otherwise, nothing can be said for my father to keep me a slave to Naningfan.” Having said that, Niu Manshan also hated iron and steel. He glanced at Wu Lao Ba and others with no anger.

“Slave for one day, slave for life! Hachi promised to serve Lord Ning Fan for the rest of his life. If his vows were to remain, could he abandon him? Please forgive him! ”

“The pig disappointed his father! ”

“Whoa, whoa! ”

Niu Manshan was touched by the loyalty of Wu Lao Ba and others. Although he did not like the idiots who call for justice every day, he also hoped that his three sons, who understood gratitude, would not betray themselves and would not betray the Tian Niu clan.

In the eyes of Niu Manshan, how can he betray his father if his three sons, even his master, are unwilling to betray him? They're good kids. Even though he was angry that they didn't want to regain their freedom, he was moved by their red heart.

“All right, all right! Since it is your decision, I will not force you to be fathers. For my father's sake, the three of you must remember not to reveal the secrets of the Tianyu clan...”

Once again, the bulls flew out of the slaughter hall with great comfort.

And when Bull Mountain walked away, Wu Lao Ba et al. instantly changed his face, which changed faster than the book.

Love these people's love for the father and son of Bull Mountain is fake!

“Hey, how dare you let the alley betray Sha Xing! Though you are an ancient overhaul, you will definitely be on top of the ancient overhaul. You betrayed Sha Xing at this moment. When Sha Xing is stronger than you in the future, what should we do after autumn? And follow Sha Xing, you have no idea how much benefit you can get! But you don't know, when Sha Xing offered to let the path go free, the path didn't agree! People laugh at me. I laugh at people!” Wu Lao Ba Weird smiled.

“Brother Wu, that's a good thing! Being a servant to the old devil is not only a humiliation, but an honor, an opportunity! Old Demon Ning is human, cold and hot outside, so long as I wait to serve wholeheartedly, the future benefits are definitely bigger than following any master! Idiots want freedom!” Zhu Er was deeply convinced.

“Whoa, whoa! ”

The real idea of Wu Lao 8th class, Bull Mountain is destined not to understand. Not that the cows are so thick and honest, but Wu Lao Ba and others are too good at disguising real feelings.

…

Somewhere in the starry sky, Ningfan suddenly seemed to feel something and looked far behind him.

His rain reading sensed that the Bull Mountains had left the slaughter house. Even the rain chant conveyed to him the conversation of others such as Niu Manshan.

[For my father's sake, the three of you must remember not to reveal the secrets of the Tianyu clan].

This is an order when the mountain is full, but unfortunately, it seems to be just a wish of the mountain...

Ningfan patted the storage bag and removed three ancient scrolls of cowhide from the storage bag, which were presented by Wu Lao Ba, Zhu Er and Rao Tian Dog.

As early as the three men had just received the Tianyu secretary, they struggled to dedicate the secretary to Ningfan.

"Sky Bull Leather Pattern Space Roll", obtained from the hands of Wu Lao Ba.

"Sky Bull Leather Tattooed Armor Roll", obtained from the hands of Raven Dog.

"Heavenly Bull Leather Heart Roll", obtained from Zhu Er's hand.

According to the scroll, there were initially twelve types of skyscraper leather, half of which was lost in the river, and the remaining six types of leather, which were not fully mastered by the Bull Mountains.

The Sky Bull Leather Pattern is big and deep, want to complete it all, mastery it all, too difficult. Bull Mountain worried that the three progeny could not chew up much, so everyone gave only one technique best suited to them.

Unexpectedly, these three types of leather cultivation methods eventually became cheaper.

“[Space Leather], [Armor Leather], [Mind Leather] … among them, space leather is the hardest to understand. Today, I even have difficulty getting started, I can only understand a little bit of fur; armor leather is the most expensive material needed to cultivate; instead, mind leather is the easiest to get started, just meditate to cultivate, without the need to use foreign objects. I have no calf blood in my body. I have to choose an entrance to repair the calf blood. Ten years ago, I chose the Spirit Roll. Unfortunately, 10 years later, I was still a little short of actually building SkyBull blood. From nothing to nothing, it's really hard...”

Ning Fan sighed, put away the three kinds of skin rolls, under the power of the demon spirit, one more of the left eye demon stars will not condense.

As his demon spirit harvested, the left-eyed demon star disappeared.

“I will go to the North, where the fighting worries me, but it is never easy to go to the North. The only way I can use it is by ancient magic. But the orthodox ancient magic is too difficult to cultivate...”

The magic cavity is divided into three categories: inferior magic cavity can cross all the thousands of worlds; medium magic cavity can cross all the thousands of worlds; fine magic cavity can cross ferry back.

[The inferior magic cavity requires the practitioner to be an ancient demon with more than one drop of ancestral blood, while at the same time cultivating the power of space to the critical point of control...]

If Ningfan's demonic blood level meets the requirements and fails to meet the requirements, it is an understanding of the power of space.

At least you need to reach the threshold of space ownership!

This is too demanding. If Ningfan really has this kind of space qualification, why practise the magic cavity? The Nine Kingdoms can travel at will for four days!

Orthodox magic cavities are temporarily unlikely to be repaired, so that Fang Fan can only retreat and ask for the second. In addition, he plans to create a [pseudo-magic cavity] that requires less cultivation on his own, so that he can first smuggle it to the north sky.

It is not impossible to create a pseudo-demonic magic genius based on an orthodox demonic cavity, but the process is definitely not easy.

During the decade, Ningfan spent most of the rest of his time studying pseudo-magic cavities, except eating dumplings, repairing the Heavenly Bull's soul leather, and snapping at night.

So far, the progress of the study of pseudo-magic cavities has only reached one-tenth, and he has encountered an insurmountable difficulty, giving Ningfan a headache, which is exactly why he left the slaughter hall.

Instead of taking out the search compass, I didn't know what I was searching for on the compass, and then one light point after another appeared on the compass.

The nearest light point to his location is located on the Hua Long Star.

Hua Long Star was not originally called Hua Long Star. Five million years ago, Hua Long star was just an abandoned star, until one day, a man of the Dao Dynasty came to this abandoned star and opened a spiritual vein for the star with the Great Divine Tong, migrating sects. Since then, the star has begun to be named Hua Long.

I didn't think that the first thing he was looking for would be on this dragon star.

Speaking of which, this star was once the master of the dragon honor, or the ministry general of Ningfan when he first entered the river, had a love of robes.

Unfortunately, that was just once. The owner of this star is no longer the dragon honorer, because the dragon honorer has died in battle...

[Subordinates have a heartless request, I hope the deputy general will agree.

hmm

[If his subordinates, like Daoists of Shame, unfortunately die in the River of the Realm, it is hoped that the deputy general can bring his subordinates' magic treasure back to East Heaven and hand it over to his descendants.

[… OK.

[There is also a request from a subordinate. If my subordinates unfortunately die, I hope that the deputy general can pass this letter on to my brother, say that next year's Fairy Sect Flower Club, brother will not go...]

[… OK.

The memories of that year were reproduced in front of the eyes, giving Ning Fan a slight sigh.

The Dragon Venerable is dead.

As for the natural treasure of the honored dragon, Ningfan had already sent someone back to the dragon star the first time he returned to Dongtian, and delivered it to the descendants of the honored dragon.

Since it happened to pass through the star, I would prefer Fan to spread his mind and see if the life of the dragon honorer's descendants is okay.

This look, it doesn't matter, I'd rather see the cold light.

At this moment, a small auction is being held within the Dragon Sect.

This auction is not a by-product, it is the ultimate treasure of the dragon honorer - the Yellow Dragon Soil!

This is a twelve Niefabel, the protector of the dragon reverend before his death, and the only relic of the dragon reverend to the latter.

You know, when the dragon honorer died, he didn't even get the whole body back...

But at this moment, this relic is present at the auction...

The descendants of Hua Long honored people actually auctioned off the only relics of their ancestors... Since this property belongs to the descendants of Hua Long, how to dispose of it, Ning Fan would not have asked, let alone angered.

It's not this thing that pisses him off, it's something else!

“351 billion crystals! There's no one else to raise the price!” The three apprentices who presided over the auction were the dragon honorers, all of whom were trained in the emptiness.

And the descendants of the honored dragon are seated under the auction. That was a skinny young man, who was truly built by the district. He could only watch three master auctioned off the relics of his ancestors and hid a little hatred in his eyes.

Don't hate it!

The honored dragon guards the eastern heavens, and all the strong members of the relatives took to the boundary river, and eventually all died in battle.

Of the remaining branches, count him as the supreme, but the district can truly cultivate it, and how can you protect such precious things as the Twelve Nephaphat.

Eventually, the object was forcibly taken away by three divisional uncles in collusion with outsiders, and the auction was held...

Not only did Huang Long Soyi become Lord, but even Hua Long Zong no longer belonged to the descendants of Hua Long's honored...

“35.2 billion!” A new price has been quoted.

“35.4 billion! ”

“361 billion! ”

“380...”

An ancient immortal monster, holding up a brand, was about to quote a price, but the price had not yet been reported, a sudden wind swept the entire auction venue, and then the brand in the hands of the immortal monster, without signs, collapsed into powder.

“Who dares to go wild at my Dragon Sect auction! ”

The old fairy monster had not quoted yet, and was destroyed. He raised his card, lost his face and was about to get angry. But without waiting for him to say anything, the three Dragon Zongsha Elder Monsters who presided over the auction have already made a cold face.

The three of them are not angry!

What is this place? This is the Dragon Sect, the land of the Dragon Venerable!

Although Hua Longzheng's men have died in battle, Hua Longzheng's patron sect is still there, and even the idle immortals dare not flourish in Hua Longzheng.

How dare you ruin Dragon Sect's place? Don't want to live!

“Huh!”

A cold hum came, with an unimaginable power momentum, and threw up three empty old monsters and threw up blood to fly!

In the flights, the flesh of the three men continued to collapse, and they couldn't even bear a cold hum.

Everyone is frightened by the power of terror!

The immortal monster, who couldn't get angry in time, is sweating in cold sweat at this moment and is blessed with darkness. In his cognition, even the strong Immortal Emperor is not necessarily able to coldly hum and shatter the flesh of the Empty Brother, but someone can do this, at least the Immortal Emperor can repair, even stronger, this person is definitely not the one he can provoke!

Luckily, no trouble came out of his mouth, he was so lucky!

“Who will explain to Ning why the relics of Dragon Friend will be auctioned! ”

Without any sign, the whole dragon sect rains suddenly, and the cold killing gas spread throughout the dragon sect.

In the overwhelming majority of the old strange and appalling eyes, Fan struck white and frozen, walking into the auction site.

Not everyone recognises Ningfan's face.

But after the First World War, the vast majority of Eastern Heavenly Brothers knew the general appearance of Ningfan.

In this way, when the monks on the scene discovered that the people were actually Ningfan, there were cheers and fears.

The cheerleader, because he saw the heroes of the Great River War!

Fear, thought there was a ghost inside!

The three dragon disciples who had been repaired empty-handed were crushed by a cold hum from Ningfan. At this moment, only Yuan God was lucky not to die. Naturally, Ningfan's men were merciful, and three people had to be left to ask.

The little face of the Numen is almost twisted because of too much fear. They knew that the relics of the dragon honorers of the day had been sent back by Fan.

But they didn't know that Ningfan actually cared about the dragon reverend, so much so that even such an eyeless auction would come in person!

“Kill! Kill! Kill! Little man is blind to Tarzan, please forgive the little man for his remarks...”

Even the god of blood can blow up Ningfan, to kill them three small generations, it is so easy, can they not fear!

Whoa!

There was a second-guess immortal, fearful and desperate to fly out of the auction venue.

“So anxious to escape, it looks like this has something to do with you, get back here! ”

Sky cow leather, space!

Ning Fan's big hand pressed, the second immortal who had escaped Hua Longxing, was actually crossed by Ning Fan, directly caught back, and thrown on the ground at will!

Spatial leather, he says, is not yet practiced, but even with a fur, it is enough to deal with a second-guess immortal.

This hand is amazing and shocked countless people! In the face of Ning Fan's inability to even escape his life, this is too frightening.

“Why did you run away!” Ningfan was too lazy to look at the three juniors. He glanced directly at the Second World War Immortal.

His anger is horrible! That's the fear of killing hundreds of Immortal Emperors!

Terror so much as a single glance, the watched second-guess Immortal Immortal Dignity directly paralyzed the ground, teeth trembled, because of intense fear, no magic was needed!

“Little man, damn it! Please kill your lord, forgive me!” The Second World War Immortal finally bit his teeth and begged for forgiveness.

“Senior Ning, you can't forgive this man!” Yet another voice came from a young man who was black and thin, a dragon descendant.

“The descendants of Hua Long Daoyou... OK, you come to solve Ning's confusion, Hua Longzong, what exactly happened! ”

“Yes!”

The dragon queen brings things to life.

After the death of Hua Longzheng, Hua Longzheng had no immortal prince sitting in town, even the broken thoughts were dead, but the resources of the cultivation in the sectarian treasure trove were still there.

Such a dragon sect falls into the eyes of some heavenly old monster who is determined to test, as if stripping her clothes off beauty, can be done at will.

Several tens of thousands of ancient Immortals, all stared at the incense of the Hua Long Sect. After a hidden struggle, Wan Gu Er robbed the Cold Mountain Immortals, became the new owner behind the Hua Long Sect.

The three emperors of Hua Long Dynasty stayed in the sect, all at the first time, relying on the Immortal Dynasty of Cold Mountain, and relying on the power of the Immortal Dynasty of Cold Mountain, bullying Hua Long Dynasty's few descendants.

Even the only relics of the Dragon Venerable were taken to auction.

Had it not been for the fact that Fan had come to Hua Long Xing looking for something, he would never have known that the descendants of Hua Long's honored people would have become the lambs of everyone's bullying.

A martyr dies to defend East Heaven. Death is not worth it! Those who were timid and did not participate in the war did not treat the children of the martyrs with kindness, but they still bullied the martyrs and left them behind. In this scenario, how could anyone not be angry!

Can't you not be cold!

All of a sudden, Fan wonders what the situation is for the children of the martyrs who died in the Eastern Wars!

“My lord asks you if you have ever joined the River Union!” Ningfan asked Cold Mountain Immortals who crawled to the ground.

“No, never...” Cold Mountain Immortals sweat.

“The dragon dying for heaven's sake is in your grace or not! ”

“Yes, yes, but the realm of cultivation is a weak meat predator, Ben is...” Cold Mountain Fairy Lord wants to argue one or two, unfortunately, Ningfan is not even willing to listen to him.

He knows that survival and weakness are common sense in the cultivation world!

But above that common sense, there is something more important. Since Cold Mountain Immortals do not understand, then Fan would not expect him to understand.

Today he will take the immortality of Cold Mountain as a precept, so that the whole East Heaven knows what happens when a martyr is bullied into orphanhood!

“Give you ten cents, run!” I'd rather not be ruthless.

“What, what!” Cold Mountain Immortal's face shocked and instantly understood Ning Fan's meaning.

I'd rather kill him!

No, he doesn't! What if I don't like it? Can he beat Ningfan?

This fixes all the logic of the real world, and ultimately it depends on the fist. If you don't have the strength, who cares if you're fair or unfair!

“Take a breath! ”

Mudd has already started timing!

Whoa!

The Cold Mountain Immortal took a hard heart attack, biting off the entire tongue, painfully irritating the nerves, temporarily disengaging the body from fear and restoring the motion.

And then again, desperately fleeing the auction site.

He fled so desperately that he bled once and again, crossing the stars with blood!

He regretted it so much, he regretted his greed and his idea of transforming the Dragon Sect, but it was too late!

Two breaths!

Four breaths!

Eight cents!

Ten breaths!

Even though Cold Mountain Immortal Priest has escaped far away, Ningfan sucked him back in a flash, pressed only one finger, crushed Cold Mountain Immortal Priest's flesh and crushed, Yuan God pressed to kill!

How powerful!

How dare you!

Everyone's quiet, there's fear, there's shame.

“You three backstabbers, how do you want to die!” Ningfan's gaze swept back at the three Yuan Gods of the Elderly.

With his intelligence skills, it was easy to learn from the minds of some nuns here about the identities and actions of the three men.

These three are lovers of the honored dragon, and have been deeply trusted by the honored dragon!

If he did not trust, how could he leave these three disciples in the township sect to guard the posterity?

But the three failed to live up to the expectations of the honor of the teacher and actually joined the outsiders in murdering the descendants of the honor of the teacher.

Verily, the transgressors of Eternal Fan will not forgive them. The three men, also aware of this, fled in horror and seized roads.

But how can the three of them escape if none of the Immortals can escape?

With Ningfan's void even dropping three times, the three old monsters screamed and died. Even the auction venue could not escape.

“Thank you for avenging me!” When the dragon queen saw the enemies die, she thanked Ningfan and knelt down excitedly and prayed to Ningfan.

He shook his head, lifted the dragon queen with his sleeve wind, threw it in a storage bag and left the auction venue.

“Congratulations, Lord Kill! ”

Numerous monks were sentimented by Ningfan's power and stood up to deliver, but in fact, Ningfan did not leave Kailong Star.

He flew to one of the highest peaks of Hua Long star, not eager to take something from the star, but silent.

It was the autumn dragon star, with no sign of a cold, full-bodied autumn rain.

Ning Fan stood in the autumn rain and looked at the infinite rain curtain, as if from the rain curtain, he saw the figure of the countless eastern monks who had died in the war.

It seems to see the myriad Purple Door Immortals cultivate as guardians of the Purple Door Immortal Domain, the powerful figure of the dead.

“Is this the world you want to defend…”

“Is this the world that Zidou Xianhuang wants to change...”