Grasping Evil

“Now, Benjun announces! Regional battle in Ward 92, officially begun! Next, Ben, the man with the name, come in! ”

“Confucianism, Meng Yuan! ”

“White Crane Sect, Xu Liang! ”

“Ben Thunder Zone, thunderwar! ”

“Snow Sword Sect, Sword South Immortal! ”

…

Kang Zizhenjun sighed 20 names, and the people who were ordered were all on the scene.

There are 124 sects in this war zone, with more than 2,000 entrants. Naturally, it is impossible to compete in two or two duels. How long will it take to fight?

So at the beginning of a regional war, a mixed warfare mechanism will be used to screen out some of the people before they become individual wars. In the first half, the Purple Clothes Palace randomly selects 20 combatants for a limited time fragrant mix-up, in accordance with past practice.

During the mixed war, the Purple Clothes Palace will simultaneously send 20 referees, score off-site, and one referee will be responsible for a contestant.

Criteria for scoring include: Effective Hit; Defense Success; Defeat; Kill.

If the opponent is a Broken Brother: Hit once for 2 points; Defense success for 1 point; Defeat for 50 points; Kill for 25 points.

If the opponent is a Brother of Life Immortal, he can score tenfold.

If the opponent is Watson, a hundred times.

If the opponent is empty, a thousand times.

Ningfan still sees such a formal fight for the first time, should it be the North Sky? Even the rules of the law of war are different from the general place.

And Ningfan also finds that in this match, killing the opponent's score is only half of the opponent's score.

Beitian certainly doesn't encourage death in the course of the game, but it's not completely forbidden...

The 20 men in the first round of the Mixed Wars were all Brothers of the Shatters. It seems that at the beginning of the regional war, Kang Zizhenjun did not intend to allow those who were too tall to join the battle too soon.

“I declare! First round of the Mixed Wars, let's go!” Twenty fractured contestants on the field were instantly mixed up with the order of Kang Zizheng.

There are two or two confrontations, there are also temporary alliances, and three or five formation teams are fighting.

Fighting was intense, but the contestants knew more or less to spare, and no one killed them after defeating them, but at most seriously injured them.

This is not about mercy being weird, but about getting more scores - killing doesn't make a difference, that's all.

After incense, only 8 of the 20 entrants were still standing on the field.

The remaining 12 were all disqualified from continuing.

However, those who fail will not fail. As long as some effective hits have been made in a mixed war, more or less points can be scored.

Most of the losers get a score of 120, and the smaller score is only a single digit.

Eight of the winners, the scores aren't too high, they're basically over a hundred points. After all, the first round of the Mixed Wars was just a fractured level of fighting. Even if you beat all the other 19 on your own and have played many good offenses, you can only score 1,000 points at most.

More than a thousand points. What's the point? Defeating a Death Fairy is 5%, defeating Do-jin is 5,000 points, defeating Shekou is 50,000 points...

At the end of the first round of mixed warfare, Kang Zizhenjun began the second round of naming.

In the second round of the mixed war, another 20 broken fighters were fighting.

The same is true of the third round.

After the feeling of freshness, Ningfan was completely uninterested in the confrontation of a small group of broken generations.

However, in the fourth round of the Mixed War, Kang Zizhen named the people of the White Demon Sect, preferring Fan to focus on the situation on the stage.

“White Demon Sect, Lou Feng! ”

“Iron Sword Gate, Zheng Li! ”

“White Demon Sect, Shen Bingguo! ”

“White Demon Sect, blank! ”

…

Twenty Mixed Warriors, only the 16th, there are 3 White Demon Sect people!

“Can there be more than one contestant in the same round?” I'd rather frown.

“Rule permits, but since the order of the mixed wars is determined by the Purple Palace, they can generally be avoided; and if this does happen, there is only one reason, which they deliberately did…" Northglass similarly frowned.

It's unfair to have three brothers in the same mixed war! These three people can work together, can trust each other completely, can work together implicitly...

North Glass doesn't like this injustice.

But she knows that the world has never been fair. The Purple Clothes Palace was the first place in the last regional competition, and anyone who wants to arrange this round can do so. If you don't like it, you win the first time, and the next time you can manipulate the game at will.

“Raccoon Sect, Liu Yun. ”

“Changqing, Qingcheng Daoist. ”

“Heavenly Gate, Zhou Wei. ”

“Dark Demon Pie, Han XVII. ”

Four more players were named, and all 20 players in this round were finished.

When the last name came to the Dark Demons, the whole room was silent, and many seats began to whisper.

In the North, no one knows the grudges of the Dark and the White Demon Sects!

Purple Clothes Palace ordered three White Demon Sect Split Immortals to appear, and another Dark Demon faction's Shattered Eight Heaven appeared. That means obviously!

The Purple Clothes Palace wants to see the White Demon Sect fight many people, build high, bully the weak of the Dark Demons!

It's blatantly suppressing the Dark Sect! I don't want the Dark Pie to get good grades!

The Dark Devil sent a bunch of monks, all of them immediately angry and stood up!

“Shit! The Purple Palace is deliberate! The last time they arranged a tournament like this, we only got 71 humiliating results out of 124 sects. ”

“The White Demon Sect has three scattered fairies. At the beginning of the war, they will surely besiege Brother XVII! Brother XVII, we don't want this round of grades. If you are surrounded by three scattered fairies, you will be seriously injured, and you will die! White Demon Sect will not care about the score difference between killing and defeating, they will definitely kill you directly in order to weaken my pie! ”

The Dark Devil sent several other broken elders, all to dissuade Han XVII from giving up the game.

Han XVII was outraged by this blatant repression, but he couldn't help it. If he goes to war with his scalp, he will most likely die in this round.

He's not afraid to die, but he doesn't want to die in the White Demon Sect and the Purple Palace conspiracy!

Hence Han XVII listened to the advice of several old brothers and walked to the center of the venue, reluctantly raising his hand.

He intends to abstain.

But that was when he heard the mockery of the three white monks.

“When the Korean Won was in trouble, he only fled, and so far he has hidden beneath the border and survived. You Dark Demons are all the same color, you can only escape, you can only hide, just like Korean Won Chi, are all trash! ”

“Don't you dare insult my Lord!” Han XVII's always good old man's eyes suddenly revealed the tens of thousands of killer machines, he also has an anti-scale that cannot be touched, the old demon who is beneficial to him, is that anti-scale!

“What about humiliating your master! If you don't want your master's reputation humiliated, don't run away, don't give up! We're in the middle of a fight! If you escape, it will be to blaspheme your master, and this will surely be promoted by us and become yet another laughingstock of the whole North!” Three monks of the White Demon Sect deliberately radicalized.

It's a mastermind!

Anyone can see that this is a plot to force Han 17 to fight!

But just because it's a mastermind, Han XVII personality makes it impossible to escape! He won't allow himself to blackmail the old devil and no one to laugh at the old devil!

So he did something stupid!

Despite the dissuasion of other Dark Demon priests, he took the stage with his heart of death!

After incense, Han XVII was seriously injured and dying, and was lifted off the ring.

Ning Fan is always silent, his face looks as if he is fine, but those familiar with him must know that this is the expression he will have only if he truly moves his heart!

He didn't stop Han XVII from responding foolishly.

Only when Han XVII was supposed to die, he secretly protected Han XVII's life several times.

No one noticed his rescue.

So a lot of people don't understand why Han XVII has been killed several times, but every time the danger is razed, the serious injury reaches the end.

“Waste! Are you three scum! Three scattered fairies siege a broken sky, and no incense can kill him! And he hit me effectively with 34 points! You're blackmailing my White Demon Sect! ”

At the end of this round, the White Demon Sect came to reproach. It was the Lord of the White Demon Sect, an old monster of the late Truth; it was the three misguided fairies who were scolded.

On the other side, on the Dark Devil's seat, it was a dead silence.

No one spoke, all eyes red, watching Han XVII lifted down by a stretcher.

Han Xueming was seriously injured by the imminent death, and his consciousness was about to coma, but he was still holding his breath, his eyes in indescribable glory.

“I did not... humiliate my lord... when I die... bury me in Mount Black...”

When you look at Han XVII, you need to swallow your breath. A black monk is all around Han XVII. He wants to save Han XVII.

But they didn't have the skill to save a man whose Numen had disappeared. Even two vice-masters named Xianxiu could not do this.

“Why did he have to play even though he knew he was going to die...” Northglass's expression was quite shocking.

On Han XVII, she saw something that she couldn't understand, something that many North Sky monks thought was stupid.

Unfortunately, she didn't care about the Dark Demons because of Ningfan. She cared about Han XVII. She took out a nine-spin pill to try to cure Han XVII, but unfortunately she only had nine spins of lead dan on her body. That grade of Dan pill could not save Han XVII, who would no doubt die.

Instead, a good drug was wasted for nothing...

“Brothers... in the next life... Goodbye...” Han XVII closed his eyes tirelessly.

The breath is broken.

The old monks of the Dark Demons present, they were all impatient, with tears in their eyes.

But something strange happened.

Han Xueming is dead.

But after he died, for some reason, the breath resurfaced.

The aura was initially very weak, but then, stronger and smoother.

Han XVII is alive again!

The wounds in the body are recovering at an alarming rate!

“How come I'm not dead?” Han XVII opened his eyes and wondered.

The other Dark Demon old monks were stunned, then cried with joy, one by one, thankful for the northern glass.

Everyone thought it was Kita-glass Nine Split Lead Dane that worked and cured Han XVII!

No one knows, it is Ningfan's covert protection, healing Han XVII with black star technology.

Even if Han XVII is smashed to pieces, as long as the attacker is not an ancient monster, he can die and be resurrected!

This is also because Ningfan did not fix the black star technology to the highest realm. If it is the highest realm, those who are illuminated by the black star can not die standing besieged by the Immortal Emperor, like the heavens of the day!

“Hmm! That Han XVII is so lucky to have been rescued by the Third Miss of the Heritage Palace!” When I heard that Han XVII was alive, the White Demon Sect people were all unhappy.

Not only the White Demon Sect, including the Purple Cloak Palace, but many haters of the Dark Demons are deeply regrettable: the Dark Demons are not happy anymore, they are happy; the Dark Demons are happy, they cannot be happy.

“Humph! This Han XVII is really lucky...” Kang Zizheng secretly snorted cold hum, he ordered three White Demon Zong Xianxian can't kill Han XVII, the White Demon Zong people are such waste!

But it doesn't matter! Next, he's got a chance to keep cracking down on the Dark Sect!

In the fifth round of the Mixed Wars, Kang Zizheng ordered the names of three Faithful Immortals.

The Phantom Gate also has enemies with the Dark Demons! The man who lit the Fairy Gate, of course he wouldn't have missed the Dark Demon Pie, and ordered another Dark Demon Pie broken elder.

Broken Heaven Han XIX!

After coming to the Dark Demon faction, Ningfan was only slightly familiar with Han XVII. He was not familiar with the Han XIX in front of him.

He is not familiar with Han Jiu's character.

But I am familiar with the eyes of Han Jiu at this moment!

That's an anti-scalar look! Not just Han Jiu, the whole Dark Demon faction, this is the look of the moment!

There's no need for anyone from Fairy Gate to speak up anymore!

With Han XVII first, there will be no more demonic monks to give in and compromise!

Stupid thing, they won't let Han 17 do it alone!

If you want to be stupid, let's be stupid together!

“If I die in battle, let my brothers gather my bones and bury me back in the Black Mountains! One day the Patriarch will return and tell me, I am not ashamed of the Patriarch! Not till death! ”

Han Jiu left such a short sentence and went to the ring to participate in the mixed war.

Later, he was directly on the stage, beaten by the three scattered fairies of the Fairy Gate and destroyed by the Numen, the meteor on the spot!

On the seats of the Fairy Gate, numerous laughs suddenly appeared to have lost an elder in celebration of the Dark Devil's sect.

But they only laughed a few times and couldn't laugh.

Han XIX, who had been exterminated by ash and smoke, was resurrected undamaged!

“What! How can a dead man be resurrected? Is it possible that his death was just an illusion... that the seven heavens of the district were broken, and he could hide it from us? How is this possible? What level of illusion is this? ”

Time, the whole venue is full of shock! And all these amazing hosts, one of them is Life Fairy, Watson, and even empty space!

Nobody can see Han Jiu's "illusion” technique!

“Three people can't kill a Han XIX! You're all trash!” The master of the Fairy Gate also reprimanded his own gatekeeper.

But this master knows that if it were him, most of them wouldn't kill Han Jiu. Because Han Jiu's illusion is too weird. If you can't recognize something like illusion, and you can't disarm it, no matter how you repair it, you can't kill the opponent.

“First Han XVII, then Han XIX, these black demonic ants, luck is always a little too good...” Kang Zizhenjun frowned slightly.

Twice to suppress the Dark Devil's sect, they can't kill the Dark Devil's sect people, and the mood of the Purple Gentleman is obviously not very good.

So in the sixth round, he lit up the Dark Demons again.

This time, he directly lit Han Jiu, deputy master of the Dark Demon sect!

Han Jiu's opponent, the four named immortals of the Purple Clothes Palace, of the four, even a ghost!

Even Han Jiu Quansheng would never be the opponent of these four. Moreover, he was not at all fully enriched. He had responded to the conscription order and participated in the Battle of the River Boundary. However, he was attacked behind the back of the White Demon Sect. He was seriously injured and dying. He had to withdraw from the battlefield.

Though far removed from the brink of death, the wounds are still severe.

In such a state of health, he could not have been the rival of the four named fairies of the Purple Clothes Palace, but he persevered in the stage and had no choice to escape.

There's no fear of death! But you can't discredit the old devil! Dark Pie, no pussy!

“Kill!”

Only at the beginning of the Mixed Wars did the Purple Clothes Palace Four Immortals die.

Only half incense kung fu will kill the seriously injured Han Jiu!

But something strange happened, Han Jiu can't die, can't kill!

Han Jiu is still alive until the fragrant game time is over!

“Why! Why is it so hard to kill a black monk?" ”All the enemies of the Dark Demons are confused, and now fools can see that this is a big problem!

But no one can find the reason for the problem.

Kang Zizhen's face looks even worse!

He couldn't kill Han Jiu, so he tried to kill Han Wu again. Likewise, Han Wu was surrounded by several strong people, and he didn't die.

He dealt with the rest of the Dark Devil's faction in pieces, but none of these pieces could be killed!

“My husband can't kill anyone who doesn't believe in the Dark One! Isn't there another broken day? Try him again! ”

Therefore, in the next mixed battle, Kang Zizhenjun named Ning Fan.

When Ning Fan came here, he laughed at North Glass. He had been guilty for days. So even if the Emperor Purple Truth did not order the sects that had enemies with the Dark Demons, there was a way to calculate Ningfan.

Apart from Ningfan, he ordered 19 other people, all of whom were pursuers of North Glass. They were the princes and young lords of the great forces!

Since they are successors of all factions, the resources available to them are not comparable to those of ordinary monks.

They have more powerful magic treasures!

Have more bizarre secrets!

I don't believe in Kang Zizhen-kun. Can't you kill Ningfan? Are you kidding me?

As a result, the round became an interesting one.

Others, even if besieged, were besieged by only a few people.

Ningfan was different. When he came to the ring, he was surrounded by the pride and the ways of 19 different factions.

These weekdays' eyes were higher than the top of the North Heavenly Junjie, rarely acquiesced once.

They want to beat up Ningfan once, but Corinfan obviously won't give them this chance.

Faced with 19 dudes, Ningfan stretched out only one finger, his index finger lightly bounced, and he punched all 19 dudes, all of them spitting blood out.

In an instant, Nineteen Fantastic Masters were defeated! And these shattered voids are even stronger than their peers!

But I'd rather not kill these dudes.

He's got a problem. He's got a debt!

The cold flashes in his eyes are not breeding for these boring dudes!

“What! This man appears to be nothing but a broken body with such horrible flesh! With the power of just one finger, you can instantly defeat 19 broken voids! ”

Everyone was frightened by Ningfan's incredible strength!

950 points! It's a score that I'd rather lose all the dudes get!

Defeating these people, Ningfan should have left the ring immediately and given the other contestants the venue.

But he didn't leave!

Ning Fan glanced cold and looked at the Purple Lord. "Don't you want to suppress the Dark sect! Keep counting, keep letting people kill me! I'm standing right here waiting for you to kill me! ”

“What, what! How dare you be so disrespectful to me! Looking for death!” Zhenjun Qianzi was provoked directly by Ningfan's provocative words. He was so dizzy!

Even if Ningfan knocked out 19 broken voids in a second, Kang Zizhen would not see Ningfan in his eyes, because the power of the blank peak is far from imaginable!

Kang Zizhenjun is confident that he can contempt Ningfan with this pride!

But now, his house is empty, but he is provoked and ridiculed by a broken generation. If he doesn't do something, he will definitely be laughed at later by the whole North!

“Prince Ning, get down! Don't provoke the Palace of Purple Teachers, or you will...” It is too late for her to try to dissuade Ningfan of her foolish behavior.

It's too late!

Shinjun Kang is starting to call again!

Since Ningfan still wants to fight, he doesn't mind getting more people to fight Ningfan! Rationally, the last time someone had just beaten up, the next time was not a good time to order more.

However, with regard to the rules of the scene, Purple Clothes Palace has a considerable degree of discretion. If Kang Zizhenjun wishes, he can still do it for dozens of rounds!

“Oh! As you can see, this kid despises his husband and the Purple Clothes Palace. It's hateful! But a race is a race. It can't be unfair because of my husband's anger. The old man will suppress the arrogance of this child fairly and impartially within the scope of the rules. Which of you contestants wants to go on stage to participate in the next round of the mixed war, tell the old man, the old man will name your name and let you have two tricks in the next mixed war! ”

Once the words of Kang Zizhen fell, hundreds of contestants entered the competition and wanted to siege Ningfan in the next round of mixed warfare.

These people are basically enemies of the Dark Demons in the same war zone!

The Dark Demons are all angry!

They always knew that the world was unfair, but they didn't. The Purple Clothes Palace dared to make such an injustice, and did so in a clear and unambiguous manner!

Looking for another 19 masters to besiege Ningfan!

Aren't you afraid to be questioned later?

No! The Four Sects are equally dissatisfied with the Dark Sect. As long as it is about suppressing the Dark Sect, they will not ask, but will support it in secret! That's why the Purple Clothes Palace dares to do it! If you change to another sect, the Purple Clothes Palace would never dare to bully you like this!

“Together! Whatever the bird rules, no bird rules! Let's go up together to protect Brother Ning, the Dark Demons, we can't let outsiders bully us! Die together!” Han XVII, who has recovered from health, should lift her sleeves to help Ning Fan.

Koningfan, with a roll of sleeve robes, produced a magical breeze that blocked the way of the Dark Devil Brothers, preventing them from going forward.

The Dark Demon faction's face changed dramatically, under the influence of Ningfan's powers, strong such as Han Wu and Han Jiu, can't even move forward, let alone shatter the void! Why would Ningfan have such terrible power?

At this moment, Ningfan unleashed the breath of magic that could be emitted on him!

So everyone here felt the magic of Ningfan Duzhen's early days!

“Early Dojin! This child is a true fairy! Beitian Jinzhen Circle, why never heard of this person! ”

“Real fairies, no wonder they beat 19 of them! ”

“The Dark Devils recruited a true Elder! Are they going to rise again? ”

Surrounded by noise.

Kang Zizhen's gaze changed. He did not expect Ning Fan to have such a powerful cultivation. In his view, the early days of Waijin were already the strong ones of the last era!

Unfortunately, what about Watson? It's harder to kill you than to pinch an ant!

“I, the Purple Clothes Palace, have a certain degree of discretion over the rules of the scene! Now my husband has decided to change the rules of mixed warfare. From this moment on, all mixed wars are unlimited! If anyone is named by their husband, no matter how many people, they can join the Mixed Wars! ”

Kang Zizhen instantly changed the rules of the scene in one sentence!

Nineteen men are no longer sieging Ningfan!

Instead, hundreds of people rushed to the ring and surrounded the Ningfan Regiment!

These hundreds of people, including more than 90 Immortals of Life, 22 Watsons, and 5 Blanks!

North Glass is scared to death!

If Ningfan is besieged by so many powerful people, even if he possesses it in the early days of Dojin, he must die!

“Ha ha! Han Yuanjie's account, my husband can finally find his apprentice and grandson! My husband waited too long for this day, too long! ”

An elderly man in Watson's midterm yellow robe held a green light in his hand. He took the lead and killed Ningfan.

As the elderly man waved his hand, the green light suddenly turned into a blue magic gun, coming towards Ningfan!

At first sight of the elderly man in the yellow robe, the hundreds of experts who had surrounded Ningfan retreated and opened their strongest defenses. Obviously, the attack was extremely constrained and feared to be affected!

“Damn it! Xuan Zizi is ridiculous! To use such a dangerous forbidden technique on the platform of a thousand people in the district, is he trying to roll us together! ”

“It is rumored that Xuan soldiers have used this technique to seriously injure a late stage of Jianjin. It seems that the boy must have died...”

Boom!

Without finishing the discussion around him, Ningfan had smashed Xuanzi's magic gun in one hand; and in another, Xuanzi's entire man was shot into flesh and mud, and Yuanjin was directly shot to death on the ground of the ring.

Quiet!

death-like silence around!

Nobody expected Xuanzi to be killed by Ningfan in a second, and Ningfan didn't use any magic talent. He just slapped Xuanzi with his flesh and killed him. This was like a night in heaven, but it actually happened!

“What a horrible flesh!” This time, even the late and peak monks of the Watson will not dare to small Ningfan, one of them regrets rushing to the ring to siege Ningfan. Now that you've come up and gone down, you're going to offend the Purple Clothes Palace. Is that what it feels like to ride a tiger?

“Afraid of what? This child's refinery is even stronger. It's just Sukejin. The old man will soon let him know what it means to be in the early stages of emptying, half-step into medium-term strength! ”

Whoa!

An infinite light approaching the middle of the emptiness, burst out of the corner of the ring and headed towards Ningfan.

Then…

That light was slapped by Ning Fan...

Made of meat mud...

Half-step into the middle of nowhere, still slap the second!

“No, it can't be! Even at the peak of the old man's emptiness, it is impossible to do this...” For the first time, Shinjun Kang was surprised with no blood on his face.

He realizes that his repression of the Dark Sect this time could be an unprecedented mistake!

Because the Dark Demons seem to be out of luck, they recruit a true monster who is strong against the sky!

In the early days of Dojin repair, you can kill the existence of near the middle of the emptiness. This is not what monsters are!

No, no, no!

This child must have hidden the real cultivation, his cultivation is most likely higher than that of the old man, it is kind of half-step mindset, even real mindset!

“Abstain! I'm waiting to abstain!” Anyone who sees a connection near the middle of nowhere is killed by Ningfan in a slap, and any fool knows the need to escape.

Too bad it's too late to try to escape now!

Ningfan's heart moves, the heavens and the earth move as they please, sealing the entire ring, no one can leave the ring!

Later, the contestants in the outdoor battle witnessed a scene of massacre rarely encountered in the North!

Hundreds of strong people, Ningfan, all shot dead on the ring, on the ring, blood flowing into the river!

Kill less than defeat? Oh, what's the point?

And Ningfan accidentally slapped even the White Devil Patriarch... Since he accidentally killed the White Devil Patriarch, next step, simply kill the Purple Clothes Palace Teacher together!

Ningfan's intent to kill was locked on Kang Zizhen under the ring.

Masaru Shinjun is sweating and shouting badly!

“Mind your own business! This child must be a travesty! He hit me. I have to get out of here! It's a demon head! A real demon who doesn't care about the sky stripes! He killed hundreds of people and didn't even blink! ”

Shinjun Asahi, there's no such thing as a high weekday attitude at this moment!

He wants to run!

But it's too late!

Ningfan grabbed it apart, and directly grabbed Kang Zizhen-kun to the ring!

“Oh, you want to kill me too? Very courageous.” I'd rather not be heartless.

“Bullshit, bullshit! You arrested me, not me. You can't kill me. You can't! If you kill me, my sleeping ancestor will not let you go, nor will the Book of Heaven...”

Masaru Shinjun trembled and spoke ill.

But his fear did not elicit Ningfan's sympathy at all!

Without Ningfan's covert protection, Han XVII et al. would at least be badly injured if they were not killed by the purple coat palace.

If you dare to suppress the Dark Demons, you will have to bear the consequences!

Boom!

Ningfan slapped him again, and shot Shinjun Aoshi into meat mud!

Entrants all over the room, all silent!

Ningfan is crazy! He even killed the Purple Palace teacher who presided over this regional war!

This move will surely anger the sleeping name of the Purple Clothes Palace!

The Immortal King will wake up and seek justice for the Lord Purple!

“A billion green skies who are the dome… hey, it seems that the old man has not been around for so long that the future generations have forgotten the horror of the purple court. Sir, I won't bully you. I'll give you 10 cents. Run! After ten cents, even if you escape to the corner of the sky, my husband will kill you! Don't blame my husband for bullying me. If you want to blame me, blame you for offending someone you can't provoke! ”

Indeed, at the next moment, a coffin shadow broke through the ground deep beneath the Purple Clothes Star and rushed out!

A strong and unparalleled spirit of immortality broke out of the coffin and swept across the stars, causing countless people to crawl into this immortality!

That immortal killer has locked Ningfan in!

The Immortal Pride has not appeared. The heavens and the earth have given birth to many visions. You can see that this person is extremely intelligent and is not weak among the Immortal Pride of the same level!

Too bad...

The coffin has not yet risen to the highest point in the sky, the coffin has not been opened, and all visions have not yet been rendered. See Ning Fanli, flying above the sky, flying directly above the coffin.

Then, facing up to the sky of the coffin, slapped it!

Boom!

An unimaginable amount of force burst into the coffin, and one of the immortals in the coffin could not even show his face, along with the coffin, was shot into meat.

One billion blue sky who is the dome...

Who loves for who is...

“So, where's the Vancouver?” Why didn't he even take the coffin with him and leave a pile of mud behind? "

“Illusion, all this is illusion...”

“Fake! Vancouver can't be killed in a second, fake! ”

It's a mess!

The development of regional warfare as a whole has been completely off track.

But Ningfan is too lazy to worry about the end of the branches.

He only cared about one thing. This time, he killed all the elite masters of the White Demon Sect, including even the current Lord of the White Demon Sect, and wondered if the Quasi-Sancestry, who slept beneath the White Demon Sect, would be killed out of anger because of this...

Whatever it takes! Soldiers to protect the water to cover the earth, he just tear off the seal, release the soul tree, and fight the White Demon Zongzheng Holy Da! It's not that big a deal.

Hmm? This is...

Ning Fan glanced at the sky somewhere.

After slapping the Purple Clothes Palace Immortal Priest, this place actually happened to have a Immortal Priest Doughnut.

After discovering the hidden dangers of quantifiable dan, in Ningfan's heart, the importance of Daoguo rose in a straight line.

The only trouble is that high order fruit is shaped too low, but I've heard that there are lots of places in the North, and there are massive fields of fruit... so maybe we'll just start with that and get some doughnuts to eat...

Speaking of which, there seems to be another Immortal Daogo in his hand that he didn't eat, or was obtained when he killed the Immortal Emperor in the Great War of the Initial River.

In the past, Dando was innumerable and could not see the fruit of the road.

If Dan can't eat now, then eat all the doughnuts in his hand. If he adds some immortal Daogo and some Immortal King Daogo, he should be able to give him hundreds of more robberies.

If he had all his powers, a few hundred more would be nothing.

At the moment, however, his powers are only screened to the realm of Watanabe. If there are hundreds of extra powers without hidden dangers, he can also act much more conveniently...

…

Didi!

Surveillance of the starry crystals in the ninety-second star area within the headquarters of the Four Sects suddenly sent a fierce warning.

The guardian of the crystal, an old man like a skinny monkey, was still sleepy, but the alarm was so loud, he couldn't sleep at all.

“What a hassle. Is there another tide of beasts? I don't know which star area has gone wrong...”

The skinny monkey old man looked closely at the starry crystal, and the color changed dramatically behind him.

“How dare you! How dare you kill in the Purple Palace! Even if the killing is allowed by the rules, it's too much! And he even killed Wangu Immortal King of the Purple Palace! What is he trying to do, provoke the Purple Nation? No, before things get really serious, I have to find this kid, make things smaller, make things smaller...”