Grasping Evil

() The technique of Tianyin is the innate supernatural power of the beasts of the world. With the spread of pitch-black sound waves, one after another of ancient voices with vicissitudes of life, like chanting scriptures, like exile, like the judgment of heaven!

"People who are not from this world, be executed!"

The sound wave of killing words caused an unimaginable collapse of the void.

Ning Fan's eyes were startled. Under the technique of Tianyin, his corpse demon body in the second realm of Jade Life had a tendency to shatter!

What a powerful Heavenly Sound Technique!

And the reason why this world beast smashed the golden flame car was clearly through the technique of world thought, and saw everything Yuan Yao entered the car.

This world beast is going to be destroyed together with the Jinyan Cha, so that Yuan Yao will be buried in the Jinyan Palace forever!

"Set the astrolabe, now!"

Ning Fan's eyes are crazy, and he must block this technique of Tianyin, otherwise not only will the Jin Yanche be completely smashed, Yuan Yao will die, all the girls and himself will be buried in this Tianyin that collapses everything!

A little eyebrow star, under the fixed astrolabe, at the critical moment, a huge star map rose from the feet of Ning Fan, and 30,000 star lamps rose, one star lamp, silver fire ignited, forming countless starlights The wall can stand in front of the sound waves.

The time was too hasty, and there was not even time for Ning Fan to break the treasure, only 10,000 star lights were lit up.

Lighting 10,000 star lamps, the star array can resist the initial blow of the virtual refining, but the defense of the sky is not enough!

boom!

Layers of walls of starlight collapsed one after another, but they also canceled out more than 80% of the sound waves of Tianyin.

"Let's do it together!"

Seeing Tianyin attacking him, Ning Fan, the girls, and all the puppets refining the corpse, all fired with all their strength, slamming into the sound waves in all directions!

After this violent collision, the Art of Heavenly Sound was finally broken, and Ning Fan and the others were nothing more than puppets at the outermost periphery. There were two mid-stage puppets directly buried under the blow of Tianyin!

lost heavily!

The golden flame car was damaged and the two puppets were irreversibly shattered, but Ning Fan and the others. Finally, it was barely able to block this heavenly sound like a dream.

Under a roll of sleeves,

The wreckage of the two halves of the golden flame car healed together. But it is full of cracks, and the power of escape speed is greatly reduced.

Even the wreckage of the two puppets could not be cleaned up in time, so he directly urged the Jinyan chariot to rush down and rushed into the immortal virtual formation in front.

"Humph! I was actually run away by this Lu Bei! However, when they entered this Ziwei Profound Palace formation, most of them were dead or alive. The Ziwei Profound Palace formation has a total of 49,000 eyes, within seven steps. There must be six The calamity of death... I'm afraid that if they can't go far, they will die in the array..."

"However, just in case, I still have to chase a little bit. I must stay here and guard the big formation to prevent them from escaping. The task of chasing. Leave it to these 'world slaves'!"

The man in the cloak showed an indifferent color, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out the phantoms of wild beasts and gods.

Among these phantoms, there are 53 avatars, including the phantoms of the dead avatars of the White Demon Sect and the Demon World. There are the phantoms of the second white devil and Lin Su, and there are countless phantoms of the seven slaying star sea beasts!

World slave!

All masters killed by the beasts will have a trace of their soul trapped within a few years, turning them into phantom power. Become the slave of the beast!

"Go! Enter the big formation and kill those people!"

"Yes!"

Fifty-three phantoms of the gods fluttered and entered the purple light of the immortal illusory formation.

…

"It's finally safe"

In the immortal virtual formation, Xi Ran patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, there is still safety. The world beast seems to be guarding outside, but it sent a lot of world slaves to hunt us down." Wu Yan worried.

"The world slave... Although it is said that the people killed by the world beasts can retain a trace of their remnants, transforming phantoms into servants of the world beasts, and even retain their cultivation, but these phantoms have low spiritual intelligence, it should not be difficult. The hard thing to deal with is the big formation in front of you. Gherkin, what kind of big formation is this, are you sure you can break it!"

"Naturally. This is the Immortal Void-level Great Array, called Ziwei Xuangong Array, with a total of 49,000 eyes, seven steps and one share of life and death. One of the gates can resist Lu Wu's remnant soul and obtain the inheritance of Emperor Star..."

Ning Fan's eyes were solemn, and they were standing on a white circular stone slab.

"Is Lu Wu really not dead? Why was his remnant soul sealed..." Wu Yan was puzzled.

"Those secrets, I guess only God knows, I'm afraid Lu Wu himself doesn't remember much..."

Ning Fan didn't say any more, put away the remaining 7 puppets with a lot of damage, leaving only the black puppet and the black dragon. As for the golden flame car, it was temporarily stored in the storage bag.

The Ziwei Xuangong formation, from the outside, looks like a layer of overlapping and staggered formations, and the exact appearance of the formation cannot be seen clearly.

From the inside, it is a criss-crossing light path. Above the light path, every 70,000 miles, there will be seven purple circular stone slabs floating, for those who enter the battle to settle.

These slates were all purple at first, but as people stepped on, seven slates changed color, six became black and one became white.

Purple is just camouflage, black and white is the true color!

After the entrants leave the slate, the slate will turn purple again.

Every slate is an eye.

For every seven stone slabs, there are six black and one white, and six are dead.

For Ning Fan, as long as there is enough time, it is not difficult to distinguish the slate of life and death even with his own talent in formation.

With Wei Xuan's help, he informed him of the route through the formation. Ning Fan passed through this formation and passed through hundreds of formation eyes with just a few breaths.

Behind him, spirit-transforming phantoms kept chasing after them. These phantoms were not weak, and they followed in Ning Fan's footsteps, so it was naturally easy to pass.

"Lu Bei, accept your life..."

The people who walked in the forefront were Lin Su, the second old Bai Mo, and the others.

Three phantoms, their intelligence has been lost, the only thing they still remember is that they had a grudge against Ning Fan, and it would be great to be able to kill Ning Fan.

"Entanglement!"

Ning Fan looked at the 53 phantoms behind him, his eyes sank, and he did not hesitate to trigger a trace of wind and snow in the bodies of Lin Su and Bai Mo.

The traces of black ice and snow appeared without warning. The three phantoms had not returned to their senses, but had turned into three black ice sculptures. The next moment, they were broken into ice chips.

The three were dead, and the slate they stepped on immediately exited the white color and turned purple again.

There are 50 phantoms in the rear. Looking at the seven purple slates in front of them, they were all dazed, and each chose one to set foot on.

an instant. The purple slate changes color, but anyone who steps on the blackboard. They were all slashed by the black light, screaming and dying. In an instant, six-sevenths of the world slaves died tragically, and only seven transfigurations survived, but they were still dazed.

Due to this change, Ning Fan had already distanced himself from the world slaves, and it was difficult to track Ning Fan's trail at all. The previous life and death. Of the seven, six died and one lived. After another place, this person stepped on the black slate and died.

"These world slaves are all dead... Phew. It's finally safe..." Xi Ran patted her chest and said.

"Well, thanks to Na Lin Su and the three who were chasing at the forefront and following our footsteps..."

Ning Fan put away his thoughts and carefully discerned the color of the slate. In just half a day, he had already crossed two-thirds of the distance of the great formation.

"That kid. How did you escape so fast!"

Outside the big formation, the cloaked man was secretly surprised. This Ziwei Xuangong formation was an immortal formation. Even if he entered in person, he could not move so fast.

With his formation talent. It takes at least ten days to pass through this formation. If you are fascinated by the formation, you may not even be able to get out for several months.

But through the technique of world thought, the man in the cloak saw that Ning Fan and the others broke through the formation like a child's play.

And many of the world slaves he sent have already been destroyed.

The cloaked man's eyes sank, and he had to personally take action and chase after Ning Fan!

The goal of Ning Fan and the others seemed to be to pass through the eighteenth door of rebirth and death at the end of the Ziwei Xuan Palace formation. Once Ning Fan and the others walked to the other end of the formation, even the man in the cloak would be unable to catch Ning Fan.

At this moment, chasing Ning Fan seems to be a bit late.

"Could it be that Lu Bei's talent in the formation path is comparable to that of a formation immortal? Otherwise, how to explain his terrifying speed of breaking the formation?"

With the pitifully weak formation path talent of the big man in the cloak, it is impossible to break the stone slab of life and death step by step and catch up with Ning Fan.

In this way, the man in the cloak simply did not distinguish between the seven slates, who was living and who was dying.

Ziwei Xuangong Formation, seven steps are divided into life and death, for God Transformation and even Void Refinement, if you take a wrong step, you will die immediately.

But for the man with the cloak, even if he stepped wrongly, he would at most suffer some injuries.

Although his cultivation base has fallen, he was once a master of transcending reality, and his physical strength is still there.

Step into the formation and land on one of the seven purple slates. Immediately, the slate changes color, and the slate on which it stands is black!

One after another black formation, shot from the slate, stood on the man in the cloak, but only cut out a few small and untraceable wounds.

The strength of its physical body can be seen at a glance, even standing there and letting Ning Fan cut it, Ning Fan may not be able to cut the beast to death!

"Lu Bei, you can't run away!"

The world beast sneered sneeringly, a ray of light, directly floating like a shadow, passing through countless slate formations, any array attack hit him, and wounds were covered all over his body, but he snorted occasionally, and he didn't die at all!

But the injury is also getting worse...

The voice of the big man in the cloak passed through the Xing Palace, and when it reached Ning Fan and the others, it caused the women's expressions to change greatly, and Yue Lingkong scolded him directly.

"Crazy! This person is rampaging directly in the Immortal Void Formation, he is a lunatic! I thought Gherkin was already crazy, but he is even more crazy! What should I do! At his speed, we don't need to escape from the big formation, and we will be killed. He's caught up!"

"There is no other way, if he catches up, even if he tries his best, he will delay time!"

Ning Fan had a clear understanding of the power of this beast.

This world beast is basically an immortal refining with a true immortal-level physical defense!

Even if it is the attack of the Void Shattering Old Monster, he dares to take it directly with his physical body!

"Beiyao, hurry up..." Ning Fan clenched his fists, this time, it was really a life-and-death crisis.

…

Outside the Star Palace, Tianjiao has already given up the plan to enter the Star Palace, and no one will attack the Star Palace interface and find a way.

At this moment, they held their breaths one by one, as if waiting for something.

What is waiting is whether the young Junjie named Lu Bei was beheaded by a true immortal master...

"It's been nearly ten days, and there hasn't been a true immortal's roar for so long. Could it be that Lu Bei is dead?"

"I don't know, after all, who can escape from the hands of a true immortal by virtue of the transformation of the gods..."

Everyone had their own thoughts, but all their thoughts turned into deep shock in the roar of the world beast.

"From the sound...that real immortal, injured again!"

"Impossible! Could it be Lu Bei, who hurt the true immortal again!"