Grasping Evil

The short-term confrontation with the Immortal Emperor was too great, and it shocked all the dark monks in the Nineteenth Heaven.

Among them, there are hunters who have withdrawn from the Dark Continent, guards guarding the rice fields of returning to God, and more, but they are the lowest-level clansmen of the dark clan.

The comprehension world is strictly hierarchical, like the dark clan, and there are also hierarchical divisions inside.

Nineteenth layer of heaven is a remote place. There are tens of millions of monks at the bottom of the dark race living here. They don't care about the disputes between the dark race and the descendants of the ancients, and they never care about the rumors of Dongtian. These people rarely look at Ning Fan with hatred.

Only dazed.

"Mother, who is that eldest brother, he, he is so handsome, he actually won't win or lose with the Immortal Emperor of our clan... I also want to be like him, unstoppable, I don't want to be like an ant all my life. Trapped in the Nineteenth Heaven."

A child pointed to the sky and asked curiously, his eyes were full of bright light.

"My son is talking nonsense! That person, that person is a bad person, you can't imitate him..."

"What are the bad guys?"

"Bad people are... just bad people..."

Ning Fan galloped all the way, the rain thoughts covered the entire Nineteenth Layer, every grass, tree, cloud and soil, all presented in his heart like a picture.

He doesn't care about the classification of the dark race, nor does he disdain to kill ordinary people who don't even know who he is.

On the nineteenth day, it is not only the Huishen paddy fields that are worth plundering. Every grass and tree here is a rare treasure that is rarely seen in the East.

That seemingly inconspicuous Lianfeng is actually a good material for refining innate magic weapons!

At the bottom of the calm and peaceful lake, there is actually a water fairy!

Those exotic flowers and plants that bloom between the mountains and rivers are actually all rare elixir!

With nine immortal emperors chasing him, Ning Fan naturally couldn't loot all the supplies of the 19th Heaven.

As a result, wherever Ning Fan passed, the immortal mountains were uprooted, the lakes and seas were drained of spiritual fluid, and the ground was littered with exotic flowers and plants, and was uprooted cleanly.

The nine immortal emperors hated their teeth so much,

They wanted to stop Ning Fan from looting, but they couldn't catch up to Ning Fan at all. They only chased less than a third of the way to the 18th Heaven, but Ning Fan had already entered the 18th Heaven!

Between the two heavens, there are dark world gates standing, and the dark world gate of the nineteenth heaven is guarded by a Second Tribulation Immortal Venerable.

At this moment, the Immortal Venerable, as usual, was comfortably basking in the moonlight and drinking spirit tea under the service of several Yingying Yanyan.

It wasn't until Ning Fan appeared here like an ancient killing god, the Eternal Immortal Venerable squinted his eyes lazily and scolded,

"Who! It's so unruly! I don't know if it's my lord's rest time every day from Chen Shi to Shen Shi, and I will never open the door to the dark world and let anyone go! My lord will only work at night! Come on , take this man down for me, teach him the rules of the Nineteenth Heaven..."

The fat face of Immortal Venerable Eternals was originally full of arrogance. After all, his elder was a certain Immortal Emperor of the Dark Race, and it was okay to act arrogantly.

But when he saw Ning Fan's face clearly, all the words choked back, and a sip of spirit tea almost choked him to death.

Unlike those ordinary dark people who don't care about the world, he recognizes Ning Fan!

"Yes, it's you! Why are you in the dark sky of our clan? What do you want to do? You can't do anything about it, otherwise the old man won't mind taking you..."

"Noisy!"

Ning Fan frowned, and swept his eyes with suffocating blood. Immediately, Immortal Venerable Wan Gu felt as if he had been stabbed in the eyes by Wan Jian, groaned and spurted blood, his heart was extremely shocked.

Countless guards were rushed by Ning Fan's aura, foaming at the mouth and fainting to the ground.

What a terrifying suffocating energy this is, he is also an eternal immortal, even facing the Immortal Emperor, he is not so useless, but in front of Ning Fan... he can't even look at each other!

Is this... the legendary chaotic descendant! ! !

Don't you see, after the 24 days of fighting in the Dark Continent, Ning Fan's suffocation has risen to a higher level. If he doesn't restrain his suffocation, unless he is the kind of immortal who has been through the sea of ​​blood for a long time, he will not even be able to simply look at him!

Ning Fan didn't intend to commit more murders in the Great Darkness, so naturally he didn't bother to pay attention to this gatekeeper Immortal Venerable.

He doesn't even need the gatekeeper Immortal Venerable to open the Dark World Gate for him. The door is strong enough to stop the ordinary Immortal Venerable Immortal King, but it can't stop him!

Even if the cross halo is not activated, Ning Fan can still borrow the law from heaven and earth a little bit. With a big hand, the power of heaven and earth around him will gather wildly, becoming a constant source of mana for Ning Fan.

Then, the ancient demon smashed the mountain and smashed it with a punch, with the momentum of looking down on the world!

boom!

A loud noise spread throughout the Nineteenth Layer. Hearing this sound, the nine chasing Immortal Emperors were all furious and cursing.

They can't catch up with Ning Fan!

They were powerless to stop Ning Fan from entering the Eighteenth Heaven and plundering!

When the nine immortal emperors finally reached the eighteenth level, Ning Fan had already reached the sixteenth level!

When the Nine Emperors chased to the sixteenth level, Ning Fan had already reached the height of the tenth level!

Numerous immortal treasures have been plundered by Ning Fan along the way. Among them, the most valuable ones are: the ancient king dao fruit trees of the 17th layer, which ripen in five million years and can produce twelve immortal king dao fruits at a time; Feixian Pond, this pool can help the first step cultivator to wash his marrow and increase his chance of becoming immortal by 20%; the incinerator of the twelfth heaven, it is said that any magic weapon put into this furnace can be melted into forging Liquid, used to forge magic weapons of any grade.

Any one of these things is priceless and can make a family prosperous.

No matter how Ning Fan plundered, Ancestor didn't stop him. Ning Fan was not stupid. Of course, he could guess why Anzu didn't stop him from looting Anzu.

Because Dark Ancestor is confident!

No matter how many things Ning Fan looted, as long as he eventually lost to the descendants of Ancestors and died here, the things he took away can be taken back at one time!

Above the tenth heaven, there is an ancient puppet guarding the gate of the world, exuding the huge aura of the Emperor.

This puppet is strong and strong, but it was only killed by the more than 200 consecutive hits of Ning Fan Ancient Demon's Mountain Breaking Attack!

The Eighth Heavenly Guardian is a giant python in the stage of transforming into a dragon. Once he succeeds in transforming into a dragon, he can become another great emperor of the dark race... In the end, defeated by Ning Fan's 671st punch, Snake Eyes watched Ning Fan. Breaking into the Seventh Layer, dare not stop it!

The guardian of the fourth layer of heaven is an Immortal Emperor of Six Tribulations. He has not participated in the hunting of the Dark Continent and has the responsibility of defending the soil.

When Ning Fan arrived and controlled the emperor with a cross-halo, the emperor's expression changed in shock, and he directly abandoned his body and escaped from his primordial spirit...

The third-level guardian general, who is also an Immortal Emperor of Six Tribulations, saw Ning Fan's arrival, his face changed drastically, and he fled without a fight...

Ning Fan plundered more and more immortal treasures, and he paid a little attention to the following: the town Taishan in the tenth heaven is a congenital magic weapon that swept the same level with power; the ancient python skin of the eighth heaven can solve the world. Poison, you can also take it and practice poison art; the map of the Dark King of the Three Heavens is actually an ancient map that records the supernatural powers of the real world.

The most fruitful harvest is the second day!

The first layer of heaven is where the ancestors of the dark are located, and the second layer of heaven is where the warehouse of the entire dark clan is located!

All the dark clan's exercises, classics, all medicinal pills, and magic weapons are all stored here!

Of course, what is placed here is definitely something that Ancestor himself dislikes, and it may not even be a necessity for the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor.

But for Ning Fan, the treasures in the treasury are already valuable, and they are exactly what they need!

There are as many as 50,000 immeasurable pills in the finished product, which is completely enough for him to break through the Eternal Immortal Venerable Realm!

It is the 800 million gloomy wood that is the most scarce among the immeasurable medicinal materials, and the dark tribe has stocked up to several thousand kilograms!

Ning Fan almost wanted to laugh out loud!

Really happy!

If he didn't attack the dark clan, how many Immortal Emperor forces would he have to plunder to get enough Infinite Pills to break through the Eternal Immortal Venerable? Five hundred immeasurable pills can create an Eternal Immortal Venerable, and the number of fifty thousand is enough to create a hundred Immortal Venerable!

As expected of the dark clan, only the behemoth of the dark clan would hoard such a large number of immeasurable pills in the clan, and treat it as a strategic material!

such a pity…

These Infinite Pills, from this moment on, have all changed their surnames to Ning!

Ning Fan robbed the second layer of heaven, and there were countless dark tribe cultivators yelling in anger, but after all, no one dared to stop him.

Ning Fan flew all the way to the gate of the second layer of heaven, which is the entrance to the first layer of heaven. The guards there had already withdrawn into the first layer of heaven, and there stood five old men with vast breaths.

These five old men all have different degrees of perfection on their bodies, and each of them has a lot of luck, and there are eight-colored rays of light soaring into the sky.

All of them were quasi-sages, and all of them glared at Ning Fan, wanting to kill and then quickly, including the quasi-sage Antiandou that Ning Fan had seen before!

However, they can't make a move, because Ancestor doesn't allow it!

They couldn't understand Anzu's obsession that he wanted to overcome the chaos of the ancient times no matter what. They only knew that if he attacked Ning Fan without authorization, Anzu would definitely kill them in a rage, even if he was a quasi-sage, he could not save them !

Dark Ancestor...is such an indifferent and heartless existence!

The five quasi-sacred eyes were like the sky, and they came with the power of the sky. They were as strong as Ning Fan.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes showed rebelliousness, he stepped on the golden flame, and stepped out step by step, he forcefully removed the pressure of the Five Sages in secret, making the face of the Five Sages even darker.

But there was a laugh that came from behind the five saints, as if he was very satisfied with Ning Fan's removal of the pressure of the five saints.

It was a dog-eared boy with arrogant eyes. He walked out from behind the five saints. Every step he took, actually caused the dark way between heaven and earth to respond!

Dark palm!

This is an Immortal King of Five Tribulations, but he already knows the power of the dark palm. His combat power is close to the Emperor of Nine Tribulations, and he is not an ordinary Emperor, but the kind of Emperor in charge!

"You are the descendant of the ancient chaos, right? I finally saw you, you, yes. By the way, what is your name Ning?"

Ning Fan frowned.

You are good.

This is a compliment only used by the superior to the inferior...

what's your name?

In vain, he made a big fuss in the dark clan, and the other party didn't even remember his name...

What contempt! What contempt!

This person should be the descendant of the dark ancestor...

The battle that should come has finally come!

Countless dark cultivators from the Second Heaven are watching the upcoming battle!

More and more dark monks gathered here, shouting and killing!

"Five saints please take action and kill the descendants of Chaos Ancient!"

"Please God Venerable to take action and kill the descendants of Chaos Ancient!"

"Cultivating glory in secret, don't blaspheme!"

"Criminalize my dark clan, and all worlds will chase and kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The immortal king boy suddenly frowned, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared without a trace.

After a short while, he returned to the original place, and in his hands... there were hundreds of more primordial spirits, which were threaded into a string by the dark path!

At this moment, hundreds of true immortals of the dark race were killed by the young immortal king!

After killing the gods, the young man devoured these primordial spirits one by one and devoured them.

All of a sudden, the surrounding dark cultivators were silent and did not dare to shout loudly.

This person is actually eating the soul of his companion?

Ning Fan frowned deeper.

He has done a lot of cannibalism in his life, but he will never attack his companions, only ruthless and ruthless towards his enemies.

The young man in front of him has no such scruples at all. He looks at the eyes of the surrounding dark monks as if he is looking at food!

How indifferent, how numb, like watching pigs and dogs! This kind of indifference, but for some reason, gave Ning Fan a strange sense of resemblance, as if there was something in this young man, similar to himself...

"God, please don't kill the clansmen for the sake of mere appetite!" The five dark saints were all displeased, but they did not dare to yell at the young immortal king, and only persuaded them.

The immortal king boy ignored the five saints, just licked his mouth full of blood, and said indifferently,

"Okay, I'm full, don't interfere, this junior, I'll kill it!"

Although he looks young, his bones are millions of years old. It is not too much to call Ning Fan a junior. He is certainly not an old man of the same level, but who told Ning Fan to be too young among the cultivators of the same level?

Every step of the boy's step in the air, the dark avenue under his feet will form ripples, echoing between heaven and earth.

Ning Fan felt unprecedented pressure from this young man. That pressure, even the existence of the gods and virtual emperors, could not bring him.

From this young man, Ning Fan found the oppressive feeling of meeting the Seventh Generation Killing Emperor for the first time, thinking that this young man's combat power is already comparable to that of the Seventh Generation Killing Emperor?

Can he win this battle?

Ning Fan doesn't know if he can win, he only knows this battle, he can't escape, and he won't escape!

"My name is Heisheng, you are so weak..."

The young man named Black Rope was still approaching Ning Fan step by step, but for some reason, his voice suddenly came from behind Ning Fan.

Without even giving Ning Fan time to look back, the young man's sharp claws had pierced through Ning Fan's back, dripping with blood, and ruthlessly grabbed out Ning Fan's Primordial Spirit.

Then, he crushed Ning Fan's Yuanshen, and blood splattered everywhere!

It turned out that the real black rope had long since sneaked behind Ning Fan!

The black rope that was still walking step by step turned into an illusion and disappeared little by little.

It's just an illusion!

The way of darkness is suitable for releasing illusions. Since this black rope is a cultivator of the dark palm, it is not surprising that illusions are silent.

He killed Ning Fan with just one blow, and Heisheng felt very disappointed, but the disappointment only lasted for a moment, and the next moment, it turned into anger.

But Ning Fan didn't know what to do, but he didn't die. Instead, he did the same thing and lurked behind him. The Sea-Defying Sword pierced through his lower back and pierced his dantian when he was careless!

He, who is proficient in illusion, was actually tricked by Ning Fan with illusion?

The illusion skills of this chaotic ancient successor must surpass that of a cultivator like him!

Bang!

The black rope pierced by the sea-defying sword, the body began to disappear into a phantom light.

In the distance, the unscathed black rope removed the light of illusion, showing a figure with a cold expression.

"I remembered, your name is Ning Fan, right! You are qualified to fight me!"

How could he not know Ning Fan's name!

He just disdain to call Ning Fan's name, but at this moment, Ning Fan sees through the illusion, he has a little recognition for Ning Fan, and really agrees with the opponent's qualification for decisive battle.

"As a descendant of the Ancestors, I invite you to fight, if you lose, you will die; if you win, I will let you take everything from the Anzu, including...my life! You can dare to enter my throne. Void, fight to the death with me!"

Hei Rope finished speaking, raised his hand and stroked the world, tore open a crack, and stepped into it.

The billowing dark breath swept out from the crack, making the surrounding world dull!

"Why don't you dare!"

Ning Fan's eyes were calm, and he stepped into the crack. As soon as he entered the crack, a dark dragon roared and rushed towards him, with the cultivation base of Immortal Venerable.

Ning Fan turned his hand and slashed the dark dragon with the sea-defying sword, but when the dark dragon died, the corpse was divided into two and four, and there were hundreds of immortal dragons in an instant, roaring. come!

Seems to be killing more and more...

Judging from his expression, Ning Fan seemed to have been stunned by the momentum of the thousands of immortals. Kill thousands of Immortal Venerable Giant Dragons. Unexpectedly, as soon as the water-flooded bottle was vacated, it was stopped by a light and dark finger. The power was sealed, and it could not be moved in the slightest. Then, the black rope forcibly grabbed it into his hand and robbed it.

"With your current cultivation level, using a magic weapon in front of me is no different than trying to get an axe. Set the Heavenly Finger, I will also have some. If I insist, the inheritance of the Eastern Heavenly Ancestor Emperor I have mastered is more complete than yours! From now on , this bottle belongs to me!"

Heisheng had seen the power of flooding a world bottle with his own eyes, and even someone like him with eyes above the top would be very tempted by the flooded bottle.

Ning Fan's cultivation base is too low, the water in the bottle is in Ning Fan's hands, and it is impossible to reproduce the former prestige. And his black rope is different. If he were to use this bottle, at least nine of the eleven Dark Race Immortal Emperors would die, even if he couldn't summon Wuyahai to boost the power of this bottle like Ning Fan!

"Without the flooded bottle, this child is not worth mentioning. Dark dragon breath, kill this child!"

The black rope was ordered again, and thousands of angry dragons began to spit out dragon breath. The dragon breath was like poison but not poison, like fire but not fire. submerged.

Seeing that Ning Fan was attacked by the dragon's breath and did not escape, Hei Rope yawned boredly, thinking that the thousands of dragon's breaths were one, even the Immortal Emperor had to avoid the edge for a while, Ning Fan was directly hit, and he was afraid that he would die. There's no more scum left.

Boring, so boring, he hasn't warmed up yet, the other party is already dead, he is indeed weak...

In the midst of disappointment, Heisheng suddenly groaned, and for some reason, he spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood.

His face was startled, and then he sank, glaring at the flooded bottle in his hand, but saw that it was covered with ink marks, like tiny tadpoles swimming around the bottle. If not stimulated, these ink marks look like blue and white on the bottle, but in fact... not!

Those ink seals contained almost enormous poison, and were hidden on the flooded bottle by Ning Fan beforehand, waiting for the black rope to snatch the bottle. And the black rope was accidentally attacked by Ning Fan's poison technique...

This poison is very domineering. After all, it is the poison that Ning Fan cultivated with the Three Desolate Poison Immortals as his source!

The black rope grabbed the flooded bottle into his hand, and it only took a few breaths, but the right hand holding the flooded bottle had turned purple and black, and was invaded by the poison...

Even though Hei Rope's mana is boundless and his physical body is strong, he forcibly suppressed the poison in his body, but in the end... he was still injured a little by Ning Fan!

His right hand was slightly paralyzed by the poison, which made the black rope not hold the water bottle, and the water bottle took the opportunity to turn into a streamer and escaped.

Then the water-flooded bottle flew all the way back to the center of the burning of thousands of dragon breaths. That was where Ning Fan was, and it was returned to its original owner!

"The animal tooth dagger from that day has the same aura as yours, so it must have been taken by you. You cut my palm, and I poisoned your palm, which is considered a courtesy!"

Ning Fan took back the water-flooded bottle, opened his mouth and swallowed it. The flaming, poisonous dragon breath was swallowed into his stomach. His expression was as normal, as if he was swallowing only air, not a poisonous dragon breath.

After another drink of "Solution", the thousands of Immortal Venerable Giant Dragons turned into illusion lights one by one, and shattered...

From the very beginning, he had the ability to directly break the Thousand Dragon Illusion Technique. The reason why he pretended to be unbreakable was just to set a trap and trick the black rope into poisoning.

But what he didn't expect was that Black Rope actually knew how to fix the sky... As a result, the sealing effect of the cross halo would probably be useless to Black Rope...

...

Outside, the five dark saints seemed to be feeling it, and they were all slightly startled.

All five of them knew how difficult the illusion was to break once the black rope was in the void of the palm. In addition, Qianlong Illusion is the most powerful one in the Dark Clan Illusion Technique Archives. Unexpectedly, Ning Fan was able to break this technique easily, and in turn made a small calculation with a black rope...

This is something that these quasi-sages are not easy to do.

This battle doesn't seem to end too soon as they imagined...

"Hehe, even if this chaotic ancient descendant is not afraid of illusions, what can he do! What Heisheng is best at has never been illusions, but physical techniques! With its divine power that penetrates all things, with physical techniques, it can be called no solution! I'm waiting for the quasi-sage, and I don't want to confront the black rope with physical skills easily!"

"Heisheng hasn't used physical skills until this moment. There is only one reason... The descendants of the ancient times have not yet forced his true strength!"

"The illusion is invalid. Heisheng is about to use magic. The ancestors have four magical powers, and Heisheng has learned three styles. It's dangerous to inherit from ancient times. I just don't know how long he can last..."