Grasping Evil

Like a demon board with a dead face, he led Ningfan to familiarize the whole campus roughly once, which is also the order of the elderly.

As can be seen from his attitude, if the elderly were not known to have orders, he would not have bothered to waste his time on Ningfan and was too arrogant.

Not only does the demon have a sense of superiority over Ningfan, but other ancient beings in this place have the same attitude. When Ningfan walks past them, they even have a redundant look.

This is the ancient existence of a group of people who are accustomed to big characters and scenes. Some of them know that the elderly bring the fantasy world from the real world, and have lived for thousands of generations. In the face of such late generations as Ningfan, it is inevitable that there will be some old mentality to sell.

Dongdong Tianyan, wherever he walked, was ignored, which was still so cold after Ningfan first showed all his powers.

Cold treatment is not enough to disturb the mood for this reason. He is more interested in training equipment here than these ancient ones that rely on old sales.

At one corner of the school, demonic teenagers use a giant purple sandstone grind, crushing their own minds one time at a time, and every time their minds are broken and reborn, they can slightly enhance their minds; at the other corner, there are mountain demon elderly people sitting in green pool water, surrounded by fairy mist. Between Tuna, it seems to absorb pool water power to strengthen demonic eyes; there are ancient beasts like Kirin spraying a fiery fire, burning a pot of fairy water that can't be burned in any case, but they are not tired; there are ancient gods and old men dressed as husbands, holding giant axes, cutting down a laurel tree that can never be cut down, waving sweat like rain, that sweat like mud, and the smell of dead fish...

At first glance, the practice of these people is strange, but the more he looks at it, the more shocked it is, the more horrible it is!

“This man is practicing the Unextinguished Art! And it's the first time! ”

“A pool of green water beneath this man is not water, but the soul liquid that he transformed into a self-crushing demon! Being a demon, you abandoned your demon soul to modify your demon eyes, and broke your demon soul to live! ”

“This fairy pot is strange, this pot is not water, it is actually this beast's blood! ”

“How can this man wash his medulla to such an extent that he chops trees?" ”

Ningfan really had the feeling of opening his eyes.

“I was in the mood to look around, but after seeing these implements, I changed my mind. Using these devices to cultivate, perhaps there is something to be gained and unknown. Knowing the means of my predecessors seems to be more than I imagined...”

Ning Fan was singing himself, suddenly he heard a cold hum and interrupted him.

“Humph! My master has instructed me to practice for you, but I have no choice but to obey. Here, the cultivation equipment is divided into three levels: the primary equipment is cultivated on the basis of force, method, speed, etc.; the intermediate equipment is more detailed, using the example of power, which divides the cultivation of power into boxing, kicking, palm, grip, strength accuracy, and extreme power; the advanced equipment is cultivated at the highest depth, still using the example of power, and the advanced equipment is cultivated on the change of force, the path of force...”

This is like the demon who is best at being a force, so he takes the most familiar power practice as an example.

Ning Fan was very surprised, but he didn't expect that there was only one force to cultivate, and there were so many doorways here. Ordinary monks practice strength, generally focusing only on the size of power, but here it seems to be more about…

“Well, next, this seat will guide you through strength training...”

“Wait a minute, I want to know if there are any training equipment here that can improve the purity of magic.” It is true that what Fan most wanted to improve at the moment was his poor purity of magic.

“Magic purity? Yes, just...” Like a demon to end a big old man, his face rose red at once.

He's a muscle maniac for no reason. He can only cultivate power, he can only cultivate power.

Mana purity practice, he's not very good at it. Normally, normal people don't have to practice magic purity at all, okay?

After all, normal people practice very slowly, especially after Vancouver, every level of improvement is very difficult, a card is millions of years. Staying in a realm for such a long time is sufficient to allow the realm's powers to be sufficiently concentrated, and purity is naturally not a problem.

Koningfan is one of the few heterogeneous species in the heavens and the earth. The realm only rises quickly. A hundred thousand bone ages have been repaired to the realm of the Immortal King. Placing it in the realm is also a first-class qualification. Because of the blood repair, the power level is far beyond its own realm. The power of 14,800 robberies is not the level that the Immortal King should have at all!

Magic purity is something that belongs exclusively to geniuses. This kind of affliction, like demons for a long time, has never been experienced...

“This seat knows that your powers are poor in purity, but... we are still good at cultivating them, and they are all delusional. Once the deeper powers are exhausted, you will be in a difficult situation. Only strength will not deceive you. Only muscles will not fail you. Waving blood is the right way to fight a man. Look at you, thin as a monkey, small as strength poor, weak as a woman...”

Like the demon hated iron, he pushed Ningfan, seemingly trying to prove how weak Ningfan's small plate was, pushing it down.

Yet he was appalled by this push!

He used a half-power push, but he didn't push Ningfan's body plate!

Beneath this weak skin, there is a tremendous power that surprises him!

If you don't know, Fan is equally appalled.

How strong is his flesh, has proven it countless times. Although his flesh guard is strong and weak, his strength is absolutely not weak. Can he wave the eighteen-star heavy anti-sea sword, can he be weak!

But he was almost shaken by a demon, like a demon. How powerful is that?

And if Ningfan doesn't feel wrong, it's like the demon didn't use all his strength, even a very small part of his strength... If this person is full of power, under the holy rule, nobody can fight his horrible power! Singularly powerful, I'd rather have to admit, I'm a disgusting demon!

No wonder this man is proud of his words, but he also has a few skills...

“Ha-ha-ha, look away! I thought my friend was as weak as everyone else, but I didn't expect him to be a master in body repair! If this seat is correct, no one on this campus, except this seat, can outperform Little Friend on the strength side. Good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good.”

At first sight, Ningfan was also a master of physical repair. Like a demon, he saw the hunting heart and joy, and his attitude suddenly turned 180 times.

He wants to help Ningfan cultivate strength!

In his eyes, Fan's power is still quite good, but there is still a lot of distance compared to his. He wanted to train Ningfan's strength to be more powerful, and then... let Ningfan accompany him in a physical consultation fight...

Koningfan only wants to improve the purity of magic at the moment.

Because once his power purity improves, his strength will surge dramatically, and the benefits of this practice are not comparable to other projects.

“What a stubborn little guy... do you really want to practice magic purity without regret? ”

“It's just a practice of magic purity. Why should I regret it?” I'd rather not understand.

“It's not here because it practises the purity of magic. The cultivation of power purity is too special and needs to be adapted to a special local environment. The owner does have a refinery that specializes in the purity of magic, and that place is very dangerous... are you sure you want to go there? ”

“OK.” Danger, how dangerous can it be? Is that place in the nest of the Light Estate? Even if it's so dangerous, if it improves the purity of magic, I'd rather see it.

If you don't go into a tiger's cave, you're a tiger; if there's a real danger, you just have to come back.

“Well... this seat is actually not very good at practicing magic purity, so why don't you find someone who is good at this and go with you?” Like a demon, he brings a man to the brink, and his face turns red again.

“The accompanying person doesn't have to, if the power is pure, I also have some understanding, just go to the place and find your own practice. ”

“This is not possible. The owner needs your training data. Someone has to be there to record all the moments of your training... If your little friend is not accompanied, it will make this seat difficult...”

The sight of an elephant wandered the entire campus and suddenly lit up.

How could you forget this? Isn't this a master of magic purity? It's so pure that it burns enemies!

At this moment, in some corner, planning to squeeze out some soft mud monster in Ningfan, suddenly trembling and feeling bad.

“Fengnuma, you go to the twelfth floor with this little friend. He's going to practice his magic purity there!” An elephant demon cannot refuse.

“What, what! Go to the 12th floor! I'm not going! Go whoever you want!” The face of soft mud has changed dramatically, and I don't pretend to be a soft girl anymore. Kill her and not go to the twelfth floor of the basement. It is a forbidden place for the Light Ants. Even the Quan Saint dares not run to the wilderness. She is not even the Quan Saint. She is crazy to go there with a fool and fix some magic purity!

“Humph! The master has placed me in charge of everything that this child practises, and naturally includes the person who will temporarily arrange for this child to accompany him. This trip, you have to go, or you have to go, or the master will blame you, you and I will not be able to bear it! ”

“Damn, you will crush me with your master...” Once you hear the master blame, the face of soft mud is even more frightened, as if you know the anger of the old man, 11 million times more dangerous than the land of captivity.

She's in the mood of 10,000 wild dogs!

Never mind the mood of the soft mud monster, the demon opened a little-used, dusty conveyor line, finally conveying Ningfan and the soft mud monster together.

“Little friend! The owner's training equipment has a hundred times more effect, with Phoenix guidance, you will definitely be able to complete the purity training soon! When you get back from your training, this seat must guide you through your strength training. My son should still talk with his muscles, and then you can't run away again!” Elephant demons are full of anticipation.

“…" He prefers to have a little silence, so he doesn't want to talk to anyone.

…

After a while, Ningfan passed directly from the underground campus to the twelfth floor of the Koenzo Estate.

Once on the twelfth floor, Fan Fan felt a flash of heat coming from the surface, and suddenly he looked delighted.

What a powerful firepower! This place is also a rare place of fire in the world, and it is the best kind!

The earth, like the surface of the sun, is so hot that it can melt the Twelve Nephats, more refined to the point where the flame of the finger burns on the ground, which is not a place where ordinary people can stay!

After the soft mud monster arrived here, the whole mud body was about to be roasted dry, the surface could dry out wrinkles, the mud hand pulled out a water gourd, and the muck drank water, trying to replenish the body's loss of moisture.

She really doesn't want to come to this place!

The environment here is good, the hidden dangers are good, that's why she doesn't want to be here!

She doesn't even want to come with Ningfan!

I don't even want to coach Ningfan!

Isn't it harder to squeeze out Ningfan's coaching? She doesn't want to be such an enemy!

But she doesn't have a choice!

Like a demon crushing her with her master, she had to!

“Hey, kid, I can warn you! Although the master secretly opened the cultivation ground on the twelfth floor of the abyss, but if you make too much noise, you will still be detected by the sluts of the Optical Ants. At that time, be careful that they come here one by one and capture you back a hundred times a day, a thousand times...” What is this proper demonic tone!

“…" Ningfan's mouth slightly punched.

Is this the true nature of the muddy? Don't you want to maintain your old soft Lori image anymore? Already using the old witch's tone?

Ignoring the soft mud monster, Fan watched the polar flames here and smiled slightly.

Interesting…

He had previously searched the polar flames of the North with a Sapporo compass, of which four were the strongest.

At that time, Ningfan searched only the exact location of the Dark Devil's fire, while the other three were hidden.

At this moment, the flaming earth that you are treading at your feet seems to be one of three places of extreme fire that were not known at the time.

What a coincidence.

In this land of fire, even if you don't use the training equipment of the knowledgeable elderly, Ningfan can use Purification Techniques to improve the purity of magic.

If you use a training device that knows the elderly and aids in pure cultivation, his purification speed may improve a lot...

Just...

“Why is there only a sea of fire here, and we don't know all about the training equipment of our predecessors..." asked Fan.

“What a fool, such a big piece of training equipment, can't you see! This is true when the so-called one-leaf barrier is blind to Tarzan. Son of a bitch, you fly up to heaven and look at this flaming earth, like something!” Soft mud grinned.

Ningfan snorted up into the sky and looked out over the flaming earth.

When he saw the panoramic view of the earth, it was astonishing, this vast land that stretched over several continents, its shape was like a giant heart torn apart by life, every piece of heart fragment, is a flaming continent!

“The master suppressed the Tenth Century of the Ant Lord and broke the Ant Lord's heart, bringing this world to life. In this land of flames, there are the lines engraved by the master, the ordinary people are invisible, the fools of the Light Ant clan, and they do not know that there is a great array left by the master. We need to take advantage of this training, we can use this power by simply pinching it...”

The muddy little hand of soft mud suddenly pinched, and the whole of the earth suddenly had a vascular stripe raised, and the light flashed slightly.

That light was deliberately concealed, if not carefully looked at, it was not obvious.

Once the formation was started, a strange fragrance broke out and spread away towards the distance.

“What is this formation?” Ningfan asked.

“[Chef Goddess 1st Old Man 2nd Boob Prey Array]... the name given by the master is strange...”

“… agree. ”

The name of the formation is strange, but extraordinary.

This array can produce a strange fragrance that appears to be lethally seductive to certain organisms.

Soon after, there was movement in the distance, a dry corpse who had died for years, separated the sea of fire, obeyed his physical instincts and walked over.

It was a dry corpse of an ancient monk. His face was gloomy and resentful. He had been dead for countless years, but still seemed unable to rest...

The dry corpse seemed to move very slowly, but every step was instantly flashing across a myriad of distances, which was weird.

The corpse of the dry corpse has been weathered and fragile enough to turn into flying ash at any moment, but it still gives a powerful atmosphere no less than that of Vancouver.

“What's so special about knowing the way your predecessors are situated here that they can attract the dry corpses here? Can they enhance my purity of power?” Ningfan asked with speculation.

“Hmm? I can't see you're still a little smart. Nice, these dry corpses are the corpse slaves of the ant lord, but whoever is killed by the ant lord will be like this, never survive... you can kill this corpse, you can free this person, and you can get ants from this person, this object peels and boils, makes soup, and makes up for it after eating! You go hunting, I'll make you a fire! ”

Soft mud is a strange trick. It turns out to be a pot and a ladypot. It doesn't have to deliberately start a fire. It borrows the flame directly from the earth and burns the boiling water.

The look was reluctant.

Apparently, deep down, she didn't want to help Ningfan cultivate at all, but had to.

“Corpse slave...”

Ningfan looked at the approaching dry body and was slightly silent.

This dry corpse, the ancient monk of the fairy kingdom in which year, does not know what good and evil deeds were done before his life, let alone whether there were regrets before his death. When he dies, he repairs all the running water for the rest of his life, and if he dies, he will not rest.

This is the cruelty of the cultivation world. If you do not become strong, you will not only not be able to choose how to die, but even rest in peace after death is a luxury...

“Senior Ning Fan, send Jun to die! ”

Ningfan spoke words that were incomprehensible to the soft mud monster. He cut off the dry body with a sword against the sea sword and blew it to dust.

“What a fool to talk to a mortal slave who doesn't have any intelligence at all..." Soft mud burns water upside down and treats Ningfan's behavior only as a kind of madness.

Instead of wandering the muddy monster to understand, he remembers and does everything for no one.

Dry corpses turned to ashes, but something in them was not cut off and seized by Ningfan.

That's an egg-sized meat bead!

There are dozens of silkworm-thin tentacles on the meat beads, and each tentacle is three feet long. When the meat beads are parasitic in the dry body, you can manipulate the dry body's flesh with tentacles...

This is the species that the ant lord left in every dry corpse.

This is the disgusting thing. After eating, it can be made up to improve the purity of magic.

Rather than give the ants to the muddy monster, the muddy monster immediately had to give Ningfan the “delicious” cooking of the ants.

Smell the smell of shy meat soup gradually coming out of the pan. I'd rather have a nasty stomach, a bead of meat parasitic in the dry corpse for countless years. The soup cooked with this stuff is really... can you drink it...

Seems a little disgusting...

But if it really improves the purity of magic, there's nothing disgusting about it...

Ultimately, Fanfan drank half a pot of broth in disgust, and the purity of Mana has definitely improved a lot, and there is no white disgust.

Soft mud smiled and distorted her mouth. She may be reluctant to come with Ningfan to practice. When she saw Ningfan's cheeky expression, she felt a moment of joy. Forty-eight thousand mud pores all over her body, all stretched out, such as the spring breeze!

“Girl, would you like to try it too? After all, you cooked soup so hard, you can't let me take it all by myself.” With half a pot of broth left, I preferred to drink it all up, and suddenly I felt that it was not appropriate to leave some muddy monsters behind, so I asked.

“No, you drink it all, you have to eat the meatballs, you can't leave a drop of juice. Hey, how did you throw up? Even if the meatballs smell like rice fields, you can't waste food. Come on, Ben, feed you, open your mouth, ah...”

Eventually, a pot of soup all went into Ningfan's stomach, even the meatballs with the smell of poop were hard fed into Ningfan's stomach by soft mud.

Ant brews soup, the ants themselves don't have to eat it, because it's so exciting… The soft mud monster is deliberately fine-tuning Fan, the more painful she is, the happier she is.

Though Fan can also see some careful thoughts of soft mud, he is just lazy to compare with her. Ant species do taste bad, but worse things, rather than not eaten before.

And this ant is much more potent than pure broth when it's cooked into meatballs. He eats ants, which greatly improves the purity of magic. Why not?

As for the muddy little Russell...

Don't you think this dusty, dry, baked cream is cute...

I prefer to look at pets and admire soft mud monsters. He has had a lot of pets in his life, including minks, black cats, and sparrows, turtles, pigs... He was quite cold-blooded when he killed people, but perhaps he didn't even realize it. He has a certain tolerance for strange creatures...

By Ningfan's burning eyes, soft mud suddenly the whole person is bad.

She's a little nervous!

She feels her beauty, she is loved by Ning Fan!

It's not good, it's not good!

She has turned into mud, hiding her body, how can someone still admire her beauty!

She's a pile of mud. The men of the world still won't let her go!

Why is there such a horrible man in the world who can harden mud?

“I, I warn you! If you do anything to me, I'll show you!” What kind of threat is that? It's intelligent!

The more I laughed, the more I felt that adopting this soft mud as a pet, it would be a pleasure to relieve boredom.

He wondered, if he made a deal with the knowledgeable elderly and did more research for the knowledgeable elderly, the knowledgeable elderly should be happy to sell this soft mud to him...

But even he smiled.

Because more dry bodies are attracted to the formation!

What a tragedy to be surrounded by a dry corpse of six or seven hundred thousand ancient immortals!

Soft mud monster only feels numb on the scalp, her all in one means, only works on living things, very low damage to dead things. If she was alone, she'd have to die for so many dead fairy princes.

She almost tried to run away without Ningfan.

Afraid of knowing the old man's guilt!

“Run, let's run! You can't handle so many dry bodies... you, you, you, are you crazy! ”

The dusty face has changed dramatically.

In her shocked eyes, Ningfan flew directly to the dry corpses.

Even if the enemy is really 670 million ancient immortals, Ningfan will not be afraid. At the time, he was a man of war, picking on the Dark Clan, what happened?

Moreover, these dry corpses have no immortal power, but no immortal spiritual wisdom, immortal magic. The corpses are even more fragile and crumble with a single blow.

Even though there are sixty or seventy of these immortal dry corpses, it is not difficult to deal with them.

The reverse sea sword waved continuously, an ancient dry corpse, and was buried as flying ash by Ningfan to rest.

And Ningfan, easily acquires a large number of ants.

“Go on, cook soup! ”

When Ningfan threw a bunch of ants in front of the muddy monster, the muddy monster swallowed his own saliva.

Good boy, this fool is so good! There's this fool around to protect her, she's on the twelfth floor, and she doesn't seem to have to worry about safety at all!

If so... she seems to be able to use this fool to do something like this...