Grasping Evil

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Eleventh-story Thunder Tower, at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain. [;Starting] The wind and rain are desolate, the lightning and thunder are thundering.

A group of more than 200 necromancers, wearing the stars and wearing the moon, rushed to the valley of Zhongshan, where is the eleventh floor of the Thunder Lord Candle Wind Palace.

These two hundred cultivators are all above the level of spiritual transformation, and there are even six of them who are practicing emptiness!

However, the cultivators in this team are definitely not any illusory practitioners, but a young man in white clothes in the realm of God Transformation.

"It's near..."

Ning Fan's eyes were calm, even if he was about to fight the strongest on the eleventh floor, he had no worries.

The physical body breaks through the peak of jade life, and with the body of the corpse demon, it can directly compete with the physical cultivation of the first realm of the golden body, and confront the old monster of the emptiness.

After refining the Immortal Emperor's phalanx, Ning Fan thought to himself, if he used his sword finger now, the power would be very different from before.

Devour the blood of Mora, even if it is only a drop, and it has not been completely refined. But with the power of that drop of demon blood, Ning Fan turned on the demonization state and transformed into the Four Elements of Moruo. In the short transformation time, even if it was a question, he could fight!

However, since the blood of Mora has not been completely refined, rashly using this blood demonization has a drawback.

Every time he was demonized, Ning Fan felt that the primordial spirit turned black.

The more and longer the demonization, the darker the black.

That black color is demonic, if there is less demonic nature, it would be fine. If there is too much accumulation of demonic nature, Ning Fan will most likely lose his mind and lose his feelings.

Although he won't become a cold-blooded and heartless person like the black primordial spirit, Ning Fan never likes to be influenced by any external things.

Magical means, can not use. No need.

Unless he completely devours the blood of Moruo and breaks through the golden body realm, then Ning Fan can rest assured that he will magically transform into a giant body.

"kill!"

The dark valley. A hidden light flashed, and tens of thousands of cultivators suddenly appeared, each holding a thunderbolt, shooting ten thousand lore lightning arrows in the direction of Ning Fan.

Thunder arrows are like rain, caught in the thunderstorm, and it is coming very fast.

Every thunderbolt,

It is enough to obliterate Nascent Soul, tens of thousands of thunder arrows, even if it is a god, it can be killed instantly.

There were so many thunder arrows, but they couldn't slow down a team of cultivators in the slightest.

Ning Fan's eyes showed indifference. A roll of sleeves. Clearly waved. However, there was an unimaginable force that was enough to shake the mountains and rivers, with a single blow. It is comparable to a full-strength blow from Peeping Void!

With a shock of giant force, mountains and rivers collapsed, thousands of thunder and arrows shattered in one shock, and tens of thousands of hidden enemies were all destroyed in one blow. Only a few hurried figures, each with a half-step cultivation base, were lucky not to die, and escaped desperately. ,tremble with fear.

"Quickly withdraw, and report back to the Thunder Lord. Zhou Ming has already entered the foothills of Zhongshan Mountain, and the seventeenth layer of defense can stop his progress.

"Can you go..."

Ning Fan's words were indifferent, he raised his palm, and an icy sword light as thin as a cicada's wings disappeared in a flash and disappeared without a shadow.

The next moment, the dantians of the seven fleeing enemy cultivators were all pierced by sword light.

That sword light is too fast, faster than the speed of the cultivator's escape, unless it's a question, who can defend!

That sword light is sharp, almost ignoring all defenses at the Void level.

The moment the sword light penetrated the body, hundreds of millions of sword threads were stabbed out from the dantian of the seven monks. In just one instant, all seven people were smashed by the sword threads, and the blood mist dissipated violently.

Ning Fan's expression was unmoved, this kind of killing, on the way to Zhongshan Thunder Palace, he had killed sixteen times, this was the seventeenth time.

There are already 400 people who died in his hands, and there are 3 people in Jingxu!

Yuan Lei swallowed them one by one and refined them, while Lei Yu took them into his hands one by one and threw them to Lei Shiyi behind him.

Ning Fan is skilled, killing people and stealing treasures is a common practice.

But the six Lianxu who followed behind him, including Lei Shiyi, all had shockingly numb expressions.

"This son is so ruthless! Slaughtering the first ten layers of thunder towers, this kind of thing, even if it is the old monster of rushing the void, it will only cause public anger, but he dares to do it... Looking at this posture, this son not only wants to kill the clock Shan, put out the candle wind, I want to go all the way to the twenty-fourth floor and kill the Dragon King!"

Mo Feiyun was shocked. He asked himself that he had seen many heroes in his life. Among them, Lei Shi was most admired by him, and the one who feared him the most was Ning Fan in front of him.

"Ashamed... I used to underestimate this son and ridicule him... Now it seems that this son's strength, killing me is absolutely as easy as the palm of your hand. Saying that he is rushing to the virtual is not an exaggeration... A sword broad cold, sword silk kills the enemy... This I'm afraid that your swordsmanship is definitely not weak." Chu Nanfeng laughed at himself.

Lei Shiyi's eyes showed shock again and again. He knew that Ning Fan was powerful before, but he also saw that Ning Fan three days ago was not so powerful.

In the past, Ning Fan gave Lei Shiyi the feeling of instinctual restraint, and that restraint came from Taisu Lei Xing.

And now, Ning Fan has two completely different pressures on his body, each of which is enough to make Lei Shiyi palpitate and shudder.

"That kind of coercion makes me suffocate... Even if it's an old monster of Shattering Void, I shouldn't have this kind of coercion... What happened to this son in the past three days!" Lei Shi pondered.

The group went all the way, and almost all the killings were carried out by Ning Fan alone.

After witnessing the death of three Jing Xu at the hands of Ning Fan, no one doubted that Ning Fan had the strength to kill Zhu Feng and compete with King Ying Long.

The Thunder Palace of Zhongshan is already in front of a million miles away!

Inside the Thunder Palace, the Thunder Lord Zhufeng, dressed in black armor, was sitting on the throne, looking at each piece of information with gloomy eyes.

Outside Zhongshan, the masters of the seventeenth-level defense, hundreds of thousands, were slaughtered all the way in half a day!

Who was coming was really unexpected to the candle wind. It was actually Ning Fan and Wanbao Pavilion!

"Humph! Unexpectedly, Zhou Ming was chased and killed by Lord Yinglong King, but he dared to come to my Thunder Palace to throw himself into the net. He was so daring, did he think that with his mere half-step cultivation, he could ask me a dignified one? War? Ridiculous!"

"And the Wanbao Pavilion, you are really daring. Lei Shiyi! This person has been defeated by me eleven times. I thought he would know the benefits, and he will keep his own feet and hand over the emperor's bones obediently. Unexpectedly, this evil dare to challenge again Me! If he comes to the Thunder Palace, I will teach him to regret it!"

Zhufeng's roar echoed in the Thunder Palace for a long time.

Ask the imposing aura like a mountain like a sea. Swept in, making the air in the hall extremely oppressive, and countless Nascent Souls and Huashen fell to the ground because they couldn't bear the pressure.

There are only nine peeping old monsters, each resisting the power of the candle wind. To be able to not change color.

"Lei Master, don't worry! In the Thunder Palace, there are ten Lianxu guards like me. Let him Zhou Ming and Wanbao Pavilion have three heads and six arms. If they dare to come here, they will die..."

A rat-bearded old man, whose name is the King of Horses, Mungdou's small eyes flashed fiercely, and he sneered.

He didn't put Ning Fan and the others in his eyes at all, and none of the other eight looked at Ning Fan. Therefore, I deeply agree with the words of the rat-bearded old man.

"Yes! Daoyou Ma is very right. If Zhou Ming comes to the Thunder Palace, he will surely die. Don't watch him kill all the way, and his momentum is huge, but most of it is based on Wanbao Pavilion and three peeping puppets. After all, he is only half a step. Refinement, there has never been any half-step refinement that can leapfrog and kill Kuanxu. This son does not enter the Thunder Palace, if he enters the Thunder Palace, I will be the first to kill him!"

The other was tall and peeping, and echoed.

For a time, in the hall, there were all the laughter refuting and ridiculing Ning Fan and the others.

At this moment, a cold voice, like a thousand years of ice, suddenly sounded in the entire Zhongshan Thunder Palace.

It seems like a thousand mountains to suppress the momentum. There were some contemptuous inquiries, like billions of thunderbolts, blasting in the ears of the Lei Gong Qun Xiu, and the next moment, the monks under the refinement were bleeding from their eardrums, and the sea of ​​consciousness was in severe pain.

As for the old ghosts, including Zhufeng, their breaths were stagnant in their chests, they were depressed and uncomfortable, and their expressions changed.

"Who said that I, Zhou Ming, dare not come!"

A voice, fierce and powerful!

Not to mention how Ning Fan's cultivation base is, the viciousness of this voice alone is enough to suppress ordinary gods!

In an instant, the entire Zhongshan Thunder Palace fell into boiling and panic.

The next moment, the Zhongshan Mountains, in the thunderstorm night, the earth shakes!

Countless undead escaped from the Thunder Palace, and when they looked at it from a distance, they all took a cold breath.

However, I saw a mere 200 cultivators unfolding at the foothills of Zhongshan Mountain, and none of the 200 people were above the gods.

Before turning into a god, there were also six Refining Void and three Void Peeping puppets, including Lei Shiyi, who rushed to kill unstoppable!

But the most daunting thing is definitely not these virtual masters, but a young man in white.

The young man walked forward with his hands behind his back, and every step seemed to be an understatement, but the force he stepped on was comparable to that of a golden body, and one step could shake the general trend of rivers and mountains!

The roar of the shaking mountains and rivers was made by this person!

That cold question, which convinced countless Lei Gong cultivators, was also issued by this person!

He is, Ning Fan!

"kill him!"

Tens of thousands of Nascent Soul undead, with low intelligence, rushed to Ning Fan from behind Ning Fan desperately.

At this moment, Ning Fan turned his head suddenly, only one indifferent look, like cold electricity piercing the night, fell into the eyes of countless undead, but let the souls of the Nascent Souls with low intelligence feel trembling, unable to fear. .

What a vicious look this is!

This is the absolute devil who has experienced what a sea of ​​blood!

Not to mention that they are just low in intelligence, even if they are dead creatures without intelligence, they will be afraid of this person's gaze!

"roll!"

Ning Fan drank a word, and under the giant strength comparable to a golden body, that sound wave was cold, but it was more terrifying than the power of any transformation-level magic sound!

A black sound wave came out of Ning Fan's mouth, and in a shock, tens of thousands of infants collapsed, screaming to death.

Ning Fan couldn't resist Moruo's look.

And these Nascent Souls couldn't resist Ning Fan's scolding.

Ning Fan is far from strong, but these Nascent Souls are even weaker.

"Who said that as soon as I entered the Thunder Palace, Zhou Ming would definitely die!"

Ning Fan's eyes swept to Lei Gong at this moment, and stepped down!

With a shock of giant force, the sky collapsed, and the Thunder Palace, which stretched for hundreds of miles, collapsed into rubble.

One by one, they turned into gods and refined virtual figures, but among these masters, the only people who were stared at by Ning Fan were the horse man king and Li Gui.

While being stared at by Ning Fan, the two dignified peeping old monsters both felt a chill in their vests and sensed an extremely dangerous omen.

Without any time to think, Ning Fan put on the bullying cloak and suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, a strange figure, spanning countless distances, appeared in front of the two of them without warning.

A sword light and cold, pierced into the centaur Wang Dantian.

A punch hit Li Gui's chest.

Punching out, Li Gui's breastplate was shattered, and he was seriously injured. His eyes were so frightened that he couldn't see clearly. He couldn't see how Ning Fan was hiding or how to escape in front of him. He couldn't understand why Ning Fan's punch was stronger than his full-strength punch!

The sword came out, and the ten thousand sword silk was entangled, hardly giving the centaur king a chance to think, and the billions of sword silk had strangled his primordial spirit!

In this face-to-face, Ning Fan made a sneak attack directly, but faced with two peeps, but the other was killed and injured!

"Zhufeng, fight with me!"

Ning Fan took a step forward. Under the pressure of his aura, countless enemy cultivators dared not fight and retreated like a tide.

Even if Zhu Feng was stunned by Ning Fan's coercion of hurting the two of them, he didn't dare to resist Ning Fan's fierce power and took a half step back.

His eyes changed drastically. The rumored Ning Fan would never have the power to instantly kill and hurt the Void Old Monster!

"This son is different from the intelligence description, why is he so powerful! This is absolutely impossible!"

Zhu Feng's eyes were shocked. For the first time, he felt a slight threat of death from a half-step refining body!

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