Grasping Evil

Nantian, Wind Thunder Mountain, Palace of Immortals.

Above the wind and thunder mountain, the emperor began to pinch his fingers, but see the fingers flicker, turning instantly pinched hundreds of times.

Who exactly is holy in Johnson Chow weather luck? He tried to figure out the truth, but eventually he ended up failing.

I don't know!

The way I see it is ineffective, the face of the Emperor is even uglier. His Buddhist technique is amazing. Once it is done, there is nothing left to do. It is planned for heaven; but once a mistake occurs, the previous work is abandoned, and heaven is different, and the path of Buddha is greatly damaged.

Since the first time he missed the calculation on Ningfan in that year, he had a crack in his Taoist cultivation, and then his calculation began to err frequently.

If Fib made a mistake, how could his discipleship be killed in desolation!

If Buddha had made a mistake, how could he have been annihilated if he had sent him to plot the Second Divine God of Ancestor Mo?

Wrong step. Wrong step!

The more mistakes are made, the bigger the cracks in the cultivation of the pagoda, the easier it is to miscalculate!

So he miscalculated seven generations of time to kill the Imperial Meteor!

He missed out on the Ancient Emperor to get out of the tomb alive. Fortunately, the Ancient Emperor's life expectancy is limited!

He didn't count the defeat of the bloodgods, and he missed out on the re-emergence of the Bull Mountains!

And this time, he thought that he could definitely build a unification within a hundred years, but another major variable appeared, weakening the fantasy world's weather luck, so that he built a unification in a hundred years, it became empty talk!

He tried to calculate the causes and consequences, but suffered from the great loss of Buddha, and there was nothing he could do.

“Since it was useless, my husband peeked at it with the art of water mirrors! ”

The palm emperor pointed forward a little, and a blue mirror appeared before him.

He penetrated his palm into the mirror and fished from it, grasping the causal tract of the entire heavens and earth.

In time, the seven colors of fog rolled across the wind and thunder mountains, such as the waves rolled over, so that all disciples were struck.

“The art of water mirrors! Teacher reverence is fishing for other people's cause and effect again. I just don't know who the teacher reverence is this time. ”

“Impossible! Master's water mirror trick failed! Isn't this a really good time? ”

In the shock of countless disciples, the face of the palm emperor was completely black.

His water mirror trick failed, and he still can't find out who's swallowing the weather!

When Ning Fan Xiu was still low, he was attacked across the realm by the technique of the Great Emperor's Mirror. But now, Ningfan's powers are comparable to those of the Holy Spirit, and the cause and effect of his body is that the Emperor of Hand and Luck can move!

“Even the art of water mirrors is useless, it seems that the other party is at least a quasi-sanctifical, so... you can only count as a causal chessboard! Wherever the Kaiju beast is, show up for orders! ”

The Mirror Emperor dispersed the water mirror technique, raising his hand to the sky, time, wind thunder interwoven sky, revealed a huge black and white chessboard.

On that chessboard, there are 36 white children, 6 black children. In each chess piece, there is a chess soul of a double-eyed gorilla deep hidden in it. The resentment rushes, are the heavenly and earth powers that were calculated to die by the Emperor Lucky Immortal!

Then, on the chessboard of karma, he crawled a beast resembling a lion like a dog, all white hair. The beast was sprinkled with avenues of divinity, sparkling eyes, the eyes of the beast were red, the spirit was not high, and no one could speak.

It was the causal beast who was frightened by Ningfan.

“Cause and effect beasts, quickly become cause-and-effect beads, help the husband deduce the cause and effect!” The emperor of luck cannot refuse.

“Oops...” The causal beast reluctantly responded, intending to lay his hands on it, to perceive each other's cause and effect for him, suddenly, the causal beast's face changed dramatically, and there was fear, all perceptions came back as soon as they touched!

Ho!

The cause-and-effect beast roared in horror and fled back into the cause-and-effect chessboard, crawling into the chessboard world, clawing his head, and Thursday trembled, like a lion dog who was terrified of everything.

“The causal beast is scared again, who is the enemy! Could it be the same person who was ordered to kill last time... could it be that the scourge is hard with me again...” The palm of fortune changed, silence.

If the enemy is truly a scourge, he needs to calm down. After all, this is not the best time to kill the people and swallow the scourge...

Poor Nantian Harm's chief fought, didn't know he was carrying another pot for Ningfan...

“Humph! I don't care if it's a struggle with luck. Until I exterminate the tribe, swallow the scourge, the lost Sunday luck will come back to me. The only trouble is, until then, it's impossible to try to fix the weather this week. Speaking of which, I have arranged a man-eater gourd in the north, it seems that the harvest is nearing. If you can use it to swallow a stone soldier for the eternity of the eight battles, you can also make me repair it into a surge... Eat a man-eater gourd, eat a man-eater gourd, don't let your old husband down...”

When you think about it, you can steal eternity soon. In order to master the Emperor's mood, you can't help but rejoice in color. You can't build the melancholy temper of the Dao Dynasty, and it's all gone.

…

North Heaven, Heritage Palace, Stone Mountain.

Cause and effect perception between heaven and earth flies away, but Ningfan is acutely aware that someone has just tried to perceive his cause and effect.

This method of cause-and-effect perception is very familiar and withdraws from the previous method of perception used by the Xiandei Palm Emperor.

“Is it luck... this old thief is so intelligent, I just started to gather the kung fu umbrella, did he feel anything? Too bad you stopped me! ”

Thinking of luck, Ningfan's eyes were cold, and there were waves in the heart lake; together, this wave showed signs of instability when the Kung De Umbrella, originally slightly condensed in form.

By way of illustration, Ningfan had to restrain his mind and concentrate on the umbrella of merit.

Dotian Jade Umbrella is the umbrella body of Kung De Umbrella. As Ningfan injected his own colorful luck into Dotian Jade Umbrella, the umbrella gradually became full of colorful light.

The seven colors are the lucky color of Ningfan. Among the seven colors, there is a little bit of the eighth color of the prototype. Seriously, it's lucky.

Rolling Bliss poured into the umbrella, making the Bliss Golden Glow on the umbrella thicker and thicker.

Zhou Weather luck was also devoured by the Kung De Umbrella, and the wild influx towards the Kung De Umbrella caused Ning Fan's luck to surge. Originally, there was only one seedling of the eighth color luck. The light was getting brighter and brighter, and there seemed to be a trend towards real condensation!

“I didn't expect this kung fu umbrella to help me upgrade my luck!” Ningfan was very surprised, and this was not mentioned in the main memory of the ants.

The ant lord laughed, "No other practitioner has your bad luck! You can't enjoy your ‘benefits'! ”

Benefit word, the ant lord said Yin Yang Weird, obviously in her view, preferred to take advantage, but suffered a great loss.

In theory, with Seven Colours of Luck, you can start practicing the Kung De Umbrella; but in reality, few people choose to practise this technique during Seven Colours of Luck for two reasons.

First, who is the unlucky one, who tends to be the poor one, and who is the lucky one? Most of them are fairy emperors. District fairy emperors want to fix their umbrellas? These people may not even understand the cultivation method of Kung De Umbrella, and they don't have enough power to cultivate the umbrella body, so what do we talk about cultivation?

There are no such problems in Ningfan. He was enlightened and easily understood the parachute of the Gong De Umbrella. He also had enough power to do this during the Seven Colours of Immortal Luck.

Secondly, for those with low luck, the cultivated Kung De Umbrella is often weak and weak. You should know that there are many kinds of Kung De Umbrella, which is the same kind of Kung De Umbrella also has strong and weak points.

The Gong De Umbrella is a means of sainthood, and as a means of sainthood, it has its own arrogance.

If the umbrella holder has too little luck, the Gong De Umbrella will not be able to match its master and will have to split part of the weekly weather shipment absorbed during the umbrella and forcibly feed it back to the host in order to improve the host's luck level.

This appears to have increased the host's luck level, but can lead to a significant reduction in the amount of weekly weather luck that the Gong De Umbrella receives.

The world's kung fu umbrella only had a chance to absorb the weather luck once it was first built. The amount and quality of heavenly transportation absorbed during condensation directly determines how powerful this umbrella will become.

The quality of sky transport in the fantasy realm is not high, it is not the best place to congeal; in this case, Kung De Umbrella still divides most of the sky transport, supply Ningfan to improve luck, so how can a Kung De Umbrella built in this way be powerful? In the eyes of the Ant Lord, even though Ningfan has built the Gong De Umbrella, it is probably the weakest umbrella in the world, and any real monster of Gong De Umbrella can hang Ningfan.

Fortunately, the ant lord is happy. At this moment, because of the joy of his mood, he hummed the small tune of the real world.

“It turns out that Kung De Umbrella gave me Heaven Transport, so when it is finished, will Wei energy be greatly weakened...”

Preferably frowned, but then loosened up again.

That's it, that's it!

Even if he did build the world's weakest umbrella of merit, he was still a saint, enough to sweep the quasi-sancestry of the last era.

Though the power of the Kung Fu Umbrella will be greatly diminished, he has also benefited from it, causing his luck to soar. With a boom in luck, we can encounter more opportunities and creativity in the future. Who can assert that this is a sure loss?

Ningfan restrained his mind and continued to refine his umbrella. A trick hit the colorful giant umbrella over the stone chamber mountain, making the umbrella shine more and more.

This octa-color umbrella is a fusion of the Doutian jade umbrella and the air transport umbrella. It absorbs the blessings of Shinjun Fukusawa V. The first seven colours on the umbrella have already been solidified, and the eighth colour is also solidified at a little bit.

Swallow, swallow, swallow!

Weather luck was forcibly swallowed into the Gong De Umbrella. It was only a short break. Weather luck in the north was swallowed up by one-fifth!

Four days luck is as flat as the water surface. At this moment, as soon as the boundary luck drops, it is like the end of the sea surface. A huge void suddenly emerges. The water flow outside the void will naturally flow towards the void.

Thus, the other three days of luck began to pour towards the north, causing a slight recovery in North weather, but also greatly reducing the other three days of weekly weather.

Whoa!

With a gleaming light, Ningfan's luck level completely broke through to the eighth color, monolithic luck, has exceeded the first order of quasi-sancestry to the first level of Qianzi, can be equal to the second order of quasi-sancestry!

Moreover, the Eight Colours of Immortal Luck is not the end of Ningfan. Ningfan's luck is still improving. He intends to impact the Nine Colours of Immortal Luck with one breath!

Xianyun Jiucai, Kobi overhaul! If you have such luck as the Immortal King, you would rather live a future life, fearing that you will truly have good luck.

However, no one can see the scene of his shock to luck, just because the stone room mountains surround the heavens and the earth, they are blocked by him, the outside gods can not get in, the noise inside can not get out.

Nobody knows what kind of qualitative change is happening to Ningfan at this moment!

The Immortal Emperor outside Stonechamber Mountain is also unable to perceive the movement in Stonechamber Mountain.

Nobody knows what to do in Stonehenge Mountain at this moment unless it is a quasi-sancestral level of power and close to Stonehenge Mountain.

So here's the problem. In the Palace of the Hereafter, is there a quasi saint?

No...

The Palace of the Hereafter itself is not quasi-sanctioned, only three Immortals sit in the town. According to theory, since there is such a thing as a heavenly coffin in the north, it is not surprising that the Heritage Palace inherited one or two quasi-Sancerous Old Immortals. As for the Immortal Emperor, at least there should be twenty people hiding in the heavenly coffin to prolong their asthma.

Oddly enough, since ancient times, no Immortal Emperor or Quasi-Sancestor has ever survived by a heavenly coffin, and all Immortal Emperors and Quasi-Sancestors will mysteriously disappear at a time when there is no more Immortal Life. Ordinary people, since they do not know the reason for this, and only those who know the benefits of the eight battles of stone soldiers, know the inside of it, and are therefore more constrained and afraid to provoke the Palace of the Hereafter.

That's embarrassing.

Ningfan struck the ninth color of Immortal Luck in the Palace of the Hereafter, so amazing that the Palace of the Hereafter knew nothing about it!

However, there is an external saint, because he happens to stay in the Palace of the Hereafter to mix and drink, and implicitly perceive the movement in the stone chamber mountains. However, since Ningfan's method of isolating the heavens and the earth was amazing, and using the word secret, his perception of Ishimura Mountain was not clear, and he could only blur his perception of a little breath.

Sacred Palace, West Palace Island, in an upside down spring.

The fish owner of the second order of quasi-sacred monastery, hidden in the underwater cave of the Inverted Springs, is delighted to be drinking wine.

This underwater cave is not his home, it's the house of the Girl's Wine.

Nor did he drink his own wine, but a wine made by hand. On weekdays, these fairy wines are viewed very strictly by the liquor liquor liquor, which, fortunately, has remained "out” for some time now, unattended in the cellar. So the fish owner drank wine all day long. He was drunk every day. He couldn't help but come back later.

“Hey, when the wine girl comes back, when she sees the fairy wine is 800 altars short, she's probably going to pull my beard out again...”

“Speaking of which, the liquor girl had not known where she had recently gone, her old husband planted a protective mark on her, and she could not perceive her presence at all. Oh, it must be an ancient relic somewhere isolated, huh? Never get caught by some old monster.” The fairy emperor and saint in the North don't know who I am, but I have a crush on my grandson and grandson with this maid. It's hard for me not to do anything with my granddaughter.

“No, keep drinking! The Immortal King can't get on the boat. He calls himself the Immortal in Wine! Goo, goo, goo, goo! Wow, this wine! Drinking girl is a 100 million year old brewing genius! My husband just mentioned a few ways to make wine from home. She can really imitate the taste of liqueur with a single word! Hey, once you drink this wine, you miss home. Although it's good, you shouldn't drink too much wine. Drinking is extremely hurtful. It breaks people's intestines...”

When the fish owner stopped and sighed, he suddenly felt the change in Stone Room Mountain.

“Well, is that him? The Immortal King of the District has actually broken through the eighth color of Immortal Luck! ”

He was not so shocked when Shinjun Fukusawa was killed, because he had a lot of certainty.

But when I sensed Ningfan breaking through the eighth color of Immortal Luck, the fish owner was a little unsettled.

Wouldn't it be so easy to fix? You know, he closed his legs for 30 million years in order to build the Eighth Prize of Immortal Luck. That's why it's been 30 million years. He can't leave the house. He stays in the cave. He doesn't do anything but repair his luck. He only focuses on this.

How boring!

But it's Ningfan's turn, how did this get so easy!

“What the hell is this kid doing in Stonehouse Mountain?! Why is his luck rising so fast? What's even weirder is that Sunday weather luck is diminishing... what does this kid know about manpower? ”

“Wait! His luck has changed again! In addition to the eighth color, the ninth color seedling was revealed. ”

“His luck is still rising! ”

“Eight colors and two! ”

“Eight colors and five points! ”

“Eight colors and seven! ”

“Eight colors and nine! ”

“Nine colors! ”

“He broke through the ninth color with Xian Wang Xiu! How could such a man be born in the Age of Doom! ”

Due to the shock, the fish owner forgot to steal alcohol and focused only on perceiving the wind blowing in Stonechamber Mountain.

But somehow, with Ningfan luck breaking through the ninth color, the stone chamber mountain suddenly produced a great power, so that the perception of the fish owner could no longer penetrate the stone chamber mountain half!

“What exactly is this child doing in Ishima Mountain? My idea of a wine sword cannot enter this mountain half-step...”

The fish owner just feels like there are 10,000 water bugs crawling deep inside, scratching.

He's so curious!

He wants to know too much about what's happening in Stonehenge Mountain!

The instincts of years of living and dying exercise tell him that there must be great fortunes in Stone Room Mountain, and if you can look at them, there will be no advantages!

“Whatever! Even if I don't want to watch it, I want to see it! Heaven and earth liquor, read to me, turn my wine sword, give me... break! ”

With the order of the fisherman, his invisible deity turned into a great sword of wine, slashing a slight gap in the stone chamber mountain and entering the stone chamber mountain half a step.

Though only half-step, the fisherman finally saw what was happening in Stonechamber Mountain.

At this moment, Ningfan sits in the stone chamber mountains, exercising and forging a colorful umbrella in one body.

On that giant umbrella, there are countless blessings and heavenly shipments of light.

Although the fisherman does not recognize what umbrella it is, he also implicitly perceives the horror of this umbrella.

Although this umbrella has not yet been completed, once it has been completed, there must be great power!

How dare the fishmonger look at it without provoking Ningfan, but provoke the umbrella of merit?

Kung Fu Umbrella is very angry!

She is gathering at a critical juncture of shaping, not wanting anyone to disturb her, bias, fish owners and other children who don't know if they want to peek at her.

Boom!

The power of rolling merit suddenly came out of the umbrella and crashed into the minds of the fish owners looking at the place.

The minds of fish owners are extremely powerful, but they are still injured by the power of merit.

The fish owner coughed up a breath of blood and suffered minor injuries. In order to spy on the stone chamber mountain, he used almost all of his mindfulness power. Once the mindfulness is damaged, it will surely hurt the sea of awareness, which is very serious in nature.

“This… this is the power of the third step, not the power of the revolution, what is this!” Fish owners only recognize the power of rotation, but not the power of merit, which is rare in the last era of Gaine.

Boom!

For the second time, the power of merit crashed into the fishmonger's god. The fishmonger wanted to draw back his god from Mount Ishimura, and found it impossible to do so.

It's all his mindfulness!

If we are hit again by the power of merit, there is a great risk that all these minds will be destroyed, and then the sea of awareness will not be slightly injured, but severely traumatized!

This makes the fishmongers regret it! I knew a peek at Stonechamber Mountain would pay such a heavy price, he didn't even peek at it!

“Daoyou quickly retreated. Don't look here again. Next time, Ning may not be able to save you!” Suddenly someone took the shot and helped the fish owner to withdraw all his thoughts and escape from Mount Ishima.

Ningfan is the one who started it!

Instead of saving the fisherman out of kindness, he did not want the thought of the fisherman to continue to interfere with the refining of the Gong De Umbrella.

At this moment, the refining of the Gongde Umbrella has reached the most critical step. A little poorer is the backphage of destroying the heavens and the earth. How dare Fan leave the fish lord here, let alone let the Gongde Umbrella continue to lose control and attack others.

Don't say that there is a fish owner interference at this moment, there was no fish owner interference before, he all suffered a little mistake due to the method of umbrella refining, and the Kung De umbrella backfired.

Even though the body of the god was unmatched, Ningfan suffered some injuries. At this moment, in order to hurry the thought of the fishmonger and restore the Kung De Umbrella to normal, Ningfan could not help to suppress the injuries. While forcibly throwing out the thought of the fishmonger, a blood arrow also erupted.

It looks scary!

But in fact, Nine Bulls lost a dime. Does it hurt? Of course not.

But the fishmonger doesn't know!

The fisherman didn't know that Ningfan was only fur wounded!

The fishmonger didn't know Fan was driving him away, not saving him!

The fishmonger shook up. He practiced his whole life. Seriously, I have never seen a man as noble as Ningfan!

He watched Ningfan practice first, wrong in him, but the result, but was saved by Ningfan, to avoid the result of the intense trauma of the sea. Idiot, I didn't want to hit you with an umbrella. I wasted my energy and drove you away manually.

The fish owner had no joy of the rest of his life after the robbery when he had fled from God. Instead, he became helpless.

As a second-degree quasi-sancestor, his heart should be as strong as iron stone, but at this moment, because of Ningfan's behavior, there was shock, there was guilt!

How can a wide breast be used to make moral reprisals?

The fishmonger asked himself that he could not do so, and he would only make a direct reprimand, and give the good news. If someone peeks at him to practice secrets, even if he doesn't kill him, he will give a small warning to teach him a lesson.

Ten thousand steps back, he will not teach each other a lesson, nor will he be able to retaliate with virtue like Ningfan. Idiot, they're just too busy refining umbrellas to take care of you, otherwise they'll be cautioned.

“I didn't believe in a world of red dust, but maybe... this one is really different...” the fish owner moaned.

…

“Fortunately, I made a timely move to kick this man out of his mind, and the sentiment of the Kung Fu Umbrella has returned to normal...” Ning Fan slightly relaxed.

Being forcibly snooped and practiced, Fan Fan is very unhappy, but who told him to concentrate on the Kung Fu umbrella at this moment, since he has no kung fu to care about the fish owner.

The cultivation of the Gong De Umbrella has reached the most critical step, by which time the Gong De Umbrella has brought a small amount of strength.

Unfortunately, these micro-end quantities of merit are far from sufficient to completely shape the merit umbrella. So, Ningfan needs to use the power of the Ant Lord to achieve his umbrella.

The ant lord sealed in the Ningfan Sea of Knowledge is only a piece of the saint's soul, not least because of the special nature of the seal, it is unable to perform any repair.

But this does not prevent the existence of a link between the remains of the ant master and his umbrella of merit.

“Now, the palace will recite a word, and you will recite it.” Ant Lord.

“Mmm.” Ningfan.

“Northwest overseas, in the corner of the wilderness, there are mountains that do not fit, the name is not very good...”

“Northwest overseas, in the corner of the wilderness, there are mountains that do not fit, the name is not very good...”

Rather follow the Ant Lord and recite an unknown mantra, which is eight hundred words.

This tactic contains some kind of magic, and when Ningfan finished reciting all the tactics, the scenery of the stone chamber mountain in front of him changed.

The heavens and the earth begin to change!

The scenery in front of us is no longer a stone room mountain view, but turned into a flooded mountain sea!

Ningfan stood at sea, behind him, floating in the northwest overseas mountains.

In front of him, there was a woman approaching the sea, holding on to an umbrella of merit.

That umbrella woman, Herr is the ant lord!

“So the flooded mountain sea that I see is a phantom...” I would rather look around and look at the phantom of the mountain sea that is not Zhou Shan, somehow there is a feeling of a return trip.

“Nice, all you see is the fantasy of speech, including me, is fake, only I have the umbrella of merit, it's true... now I lend you some of the power of merit on this umbrella... you must build the umbrella of merit! Otherwise, the Palace will lose its merit, and you will not benefit from it.” The ant lord was reluctant.

Then he reluctantly handed Ningfan the umbrella in his hand.

Rather than take the umbrella of merit from the Lord of Ants, it is not his umbrella of merit, but belongs to the Lord of Ants. The residual power of merit on the umbrella is not much. Even there is a lot of damage on this umbrella. Look at the scar, it was caught by the demon crane...

“It turns out that your kung fu umbrella was wounded by an all-knowing senior. If you are anxious to help me congeal the umbrella of merit, you want to get more rewards from me to fix this umbrella.” Ningfan Dao.

“Well, if it's not profitable, why would the palace help you?" The palace owes you nothing! ”The ant lord groaned.

“Yeah, you at this moment, don't owe me at this moment, you, me, cause and effect, and not in this mountainous sea... here is me and her cause and effect, not yours...”

Ning Fan held on to his umbrella and turned around to see the phantom of Zhou Shan behind him.

It's not about the mountains, it's about looking at who you are in the future and what you will look like in the real location of this mountain sea.

What is the future? What is the past?

No future, no past.

We found zero to have the possibility of the future, and then there was the path to one.

Now I, have you found a zero...

Even the ant lord looked shriveled and thought that he was losing his mind and talking nonsense.

No one understands.

Ningfan doesn't need to understand.

With a twinkle of sleeves, Zhou Shanhai's phantom disappeared, as did the evil ant master's phantom.

Before Ningfan's eyes, it is still the scenery of Ishima Mountain.

Above Stone Room Mountain, floating his unfinished Kung Fu Umbrella.

In his hand was the umbrella lent to him by the Ant Lord.

Ningfan's wrist trembled, and the Ant Lord's umbrella of merit vanished into a stream of light and flew into his umbrella.

Time, thunderstorms in the stone room mountains, thunderstorms, Ningfan's kung fu umbrella is a little more concrete, the third step on it is more and more intense!

But just near the moment of successful conglomeration, the sky suddenly descended on a will of heaven, seemingly trying to block the conglomeration of the Gong De Umbrella!

Heaven forbid!

Heavenly Path sees Ningfan as the enemy, how can Ningfan be allowed to carry the virtue of heaven, embrace the umbrella of heaven, transcend the holy!

The will of that day seemed like a thunderstorm struck the Kung De Umbrella, but when the sound of the Kaka sounded, the Kung De Umbrella broke into numerous fractures and was about to collapse at any moment.

Success!

“Failed! It failed! It must be that the remaining power of merit on the Kung De Umbrella of the Palace is too little to resist the sin on you, so it will cause anger and cause failure!” In the knowledge of the sea, the Lord of the Ants is angry. It doesn't hurt, she really hurts the few Kung Fu powers on her umbrella. Now, good, Kung Fu powers lend to Ningfan, but Ningfan fails to condense her umbrella. She really wants to lose blood and become homeless!

“The power of merit is not enough... I do remember that there are many remaining merit values in your opening book, can it be used!” Ningfan weighed heavily.

“No, you are not a saint, there is no way to convert the value of merit directly into the power of merit, because your flesh cannot bear the strength of merit...” The ant lord grieved, and she has begun to accept the fact that blood is homeless.

“If you don't try, how do you know it's okay or not! ”

Ningfan slapped the storage bag and stubbornly took out the Ant Lord's open sky jade book, which still has five thousand and eight hundred points of merit.

He looked up to the heavens and looked directly at them, without fear of the will of the heavens!

He has also eaten the map of the sky with the will of the heavens!

If the will of the heavens in this stone chamber mountain range stops, he will not compare.

But if this day is still obstructed, he will swallow the heavens and the earth again, so what!

…

At the important juncture of Ningfan's resistance to the will of the heavens, the rainmaster drove four large and one small and five rainbow dragons, carrying his invited three mountains and five mountain friends, the soldiers came to Shimayama Mountain!

“Ning Fan Xiao! Quickly hand over the Battle Jade Umbrella! Otherwise this stone chamber mountain will be the land of your ruins and teach you how to destroy it! ”

Outside Mount Ishimura, there was a shock!

No one expected it. Shortly after Ningfan killed Shinjun Fukusawa, another prospective saint arrived, making it difficult with Ningfan.

And there's more than one quasi-sancestor! Watersect's battle is frightening! Is this really going to kill Ningfan, the Ancient Overhaul?