Grasping Evil

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Ning Fan seems to have realized something, the word incarnation, that one incarnation, in fact, there are many changes in the truth. [;Starting]

Some old monsters who are proficient in incarnation supernatural powers can use the technique of transformation to transform into a fly, a flower and grass, and hide their figure.

There are also old monsters that can transform into beasts, gaining strength far beyond their original body.

Incarnation Incarnation is actually a kind of physical transformation technique.

Ning Fan turned his body into nothingness, which was actually a change.

But if it is only this kind of change, it is impossible to defeat the incarnation of the young Mo Zhong.

He took a light breath, took a step forward, turned into a black body, his black hair grew longer, danced in the wind, and a strange pattern appeared on the left.

His expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of emotion, and there was a flash of sword light in his eyes.

The nine incarnation changes of the young Mo Zhong, all of which he could not steal.

But Ning Fan has already realized that his incarnation actually has a kind of change.

"Is it an incarnation of the combination of spiritual sense and soul, and has cultivated to the realm of self-healing incarnation, but if you are not proficient in changes, your supernatural powers will be slightly inferior...destruction!"

The nine giant beasts made indifferent voices at the same time, and in the next instant, they all launched their strongest attacks.

Or spewing flames, or inciting hurricanes, one after another magical power hit Ning Fan, and each magical power was comparable to the desperate blow of the cultivator Wen Xu.

Ning Fan didn't dodge, just closed his eyes.

Everything is forgotten in the mind, even the wind is forgotten. He seems to be no longer him, but a sword...

"Today, I clearly understood the transformation of incarnation, this is the first transformation of my incarnation... Sword body!"

laugh!

At the moment when the nine attacks were about to attack the golden body, Ning Fan's body turned into a black mist that turned into a black ancient sword hanging high in the sky.

The ancient sword shattered again, and it shattered into nine black swords, each of which slashed at the nine fierce beasts.

As Ning Fan's ancient demon realm improved, so did his spiritual sense. On the verge of breaking through, ask the Void-level Spiritual Mind.

The power of the nine black swords is slightly inferior to that of the nine beasts, but their aura is stronger than that of the nine beasts.

Because the whole body is transformed into a sword. Abandoned defense and change, only the ultimate attack. Above these nine swords, there is an aura that perishes together, which is not comparable to the nine beasts at all.

boom!

They attacked and collided with each other, nine fierce beasts were stabbed with countless wounds by the sword glow, and one fierce beast was directly beheaded.

As for the nine black swords that Ning Fan transformed, none of them were broken, but three were covered with cracks.

Boom this time. It's hard to tell who wins and who loses.

The nine swords and eight beasts were once again fighting together, and the fluctuation of the bang shook the sea of ​​blood and the waves below.

One after another vicious beasts fell one after another. A black sword shattered one after another.

Of the nine beasts, in the end there was only one giant python and nine black swords, and in the end only one remained unbroken.

The giant python that Mo Zhong had transformed was wrapped around the sword, and the python spewed out globs of venom. Attempt to corrode the black sword.

The black sword did not hide or avoid it, let the venom corrode it, and did not defend it at all.

All the energy gathered on the sword's edge and suddenly slashed. Cut the python in half!

puff!

The young Mo Zhong withdrew from his incarnation, and his nine incarnations were all destroyed, and the injuries were not light.

Ning Fan only had a broken sword incarnation left, and he withdrew from the change slightly, his breath was a little sluggish.

According to common sense, Mo Zhong's incarnation should be stronger than Ning Fan.

But what Ning Fan changed was the sword that only attacked but not defended. Under desperate circumstances, he suppressed Mo Zhong's momentum and slashed his nine incarnations.

Mo Zhong's black eyes were solemn, and he asked himself that in the early days of the savage demon, there was absolutely no such powerful aura as Ning Fan.

Before Shaoxu, his journey was smooth, there were not many ups and downs, there were not many opportunities for life and death killings, and his momentum was not as good as Ning Fan's.

Ning Fan has been through the sea of ​​blood for a long time, and he has the ruthlessness of desperate, incarnated as a giant sword that only attacks but does not defend, which is also in line with his style.

Especially at the last moment, I would rather fight but be seriously injured, but also kill the giant python, but if his sword light is a little slower, he will be completely melted and killed by the venom...

"This son's ruthlessness is not comparable to me back then...but, the outcome is yet to be determined!"

The teenager Mo Zhong took a deep breath and lifted his fingers, and the golden magic fire entwined between his fingers, like a golden wrench.

A finger pointed at Ning Fan, and the wrench shot out, turning into a huge flame ring, like a giant's fire ring.

A fire ring like a heavy fire ring, wrapping Ning Fan in the center, a total of one hundred and eight.

Every ring of fire is enough to burn and kill Jing Xu.

Ten layers of fire rings can kill Wen Xu.

Hundred-fold fire ring, can kill and rush to the virtual!

The young man Mo Chong's finger changed, his essence was poured into the flame, the golden flame increased in strength, and all the rings of fire began to gather towards the center.

"Void technique, flame ring technique!"

Ning Fan took a deep breath, this flame ring technique is a kind of magic martial art of the highest rank in the world, and it is somewhat different among the highest rank in the virtual world.

With this flaming ring technique, the young Mo Zhong can kill ordinary Chong Xu.

If you change to any other monk in the second realm of the golden body, you will definitely not be able to compete with the 108 heavy flame ring!

But Ning Fan is different!

A vortex of flame rose from his palm, and a vast suction force came out from the vortex, and his right eye frantically imitated the young Mo Zhong's magic martial arts.

Standing in the golden flame ring, Ning Fan was unscathed, and the golden flame was swept by Ning Fan's eyes, and immediately began to tremble.

The flame is shaking, because in the eyes of the flame, Ning Fan at this moment is the emperor in the fire!

Ning Fan took one step forward, and a sea of ​​flames suddenly split in two from the middle.

Using the fire-picking technique to drive the Dao to the extreme, Ning Fan used the power of the Sun and Moon Monument to inhale all the golden flames of the youthful ink into the yin-yang lock.

"This is... the chaotic fire-harvesting technique! Mistakes, I never thought you would have a yin and yang lock..." The young Mo Zhong recognized this technique, and his brows wrinkled deeply.

In the next moment, Ning Fan activated the black fire magic fire, the nine black dragons and the golden flames merged into one, with a backhand finger, the action was exactly the same as that of Mo Zhong.

"Void technique, flame ring technique!"

108 Chongyan quit the sea of ​​​​fire and was returned to Mo Zhong by Ning Fan.

The other 108 black flame rings were cast by Ning Fan himself.

Surrounded by the 216-level flame ring, the young Mo Zhong was startled, bit his tongue fiercely, slapped the scattered number of flames with his palms, and used some kind of defensive secret technique to try to forcibly escape from the flames.

Ning Fan had anticipated that Mo Zhong would not be able to force the flame ring technique. Instead, they choose to back away.

With a backhand palm, a sea of ​​fire suddenly turned into a huge fire palm, hitting Mo Zhong's vest.

"Imagination. Three Fire Palms!"

This fire palm came too suddenly, much beyond Mo Zhong's expectations. Unprepared, he was hit by a fire palm on his vest, and his injury suddenly aggravated.

He managed to escape from the sea of ​​​​fire and looked at Ning Fan who was standing above the sea of ​​​​fire, with a little lingering fear.

Although he saw that Ning Fan practiced Yin-Yang Transformation, he did not guess that Ning Fan was carrying a Yin-Yang lock.

The chaotic yin-yang lock is a rare imperial treasure. The sun and moon stele is sealed in it, and it can restrain the things of the sun and the sun in the world.

In the chaos of the past, I don't know how many immortal emperors have been killed and how many masters have been killed by the sun and moon tablets.

Mo Zhongruo knew the existence of the Yin Yang lock. Absolutely will not cast the spell of fire ring.

But he couldn't deny that even if there was no Yin-Yang lock, Ning Fan could easily block his attack with the flaming ring technique he had learned.

Ning Fan's fire control technique is extremely delicate, and it was trained in countless alchemy, far ahead of the young Mo Zhong.

Playing with fire with Ning Fan. It's a self-inflicted behavior.

The young Mo Zhong mobilized his energy to suppress the injury, and his body gradually exuded a hint of a royal aura.

Above his fist, a royal energy began to emerge, and the fist could shatter mountains and rivers.

Take one step. A fist hooked the unparalleled imperial aura, displaying the slaughtering palm.

This palm Ning Fan had already acquired it in the second stage, but he didn't know that this technique could be integrated into the royal energy.

He also drew out an imperial energy within his body, and displayed the slaughtering palm.

Both of them successively displayed 108 palm prints of the emperor's qi, banging against each other. The young Mo Zhong was not physically weaker than Ning Fan, but he couldn't take advantage of the hundreds of rounds.

The young Mo Zhong released a series of essences at will, turning them into a mountain of magic, hitting the top of Ning Fan's head.

Ning Fan opened and closed, and smashed countless magic mountains, and took one step. Two golden shadows of me appeared behind him, attacking Mo Zhong's vest.

The two golden shadows are just one body of gold, which cannot attract Mo Zhong's attention.

At the same time, Ning Fan unleashed his murderous power, which distracted Mo Zhong for a moment.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ning Fan suddenly grabbed Mo Zhong's wrist, and with a shock of energy, he shattered Mo Zhong's wrist bone and arm bone, and broke his arm first!

Without giving Mo Zhong a chance to heal his wounds, Ning Fan grabbed his five fingers and used the Dragon Tear Moon Technique to tear off five pieces of moonlight that fell heavily on Mount Tai from the sky.

puff!

The young Mo Zhong lost his arm in pain, and was hit in the chest and abdomen again. His injuries were heavy, and his energy was slack.

Seeing that Ning Fan didn't give him any chance to breathe, he rushed directly, Mo Zhong gritted his teeth, and the power of artistic conception spread out like waves.

"Li Guang seal!"

It was a golden artistic conception, as dazzling as the sun, but strands of brilliance were spread out like waves of ink, forming a sea of ​​light, drawing Ning Fan into the sea of ​​light.

"The art of mood?"

Ning Fan was slightly surprised, but not surprised.

When Mo Zhonghui was in a state of dissipated energy, it was a wise move to use the technique of artistic conception to drag Ning Fan's footsteps and restore his energy.

If Ning Fan's expectations were not bad, Mo Zhong's artistic conception should be Li Guang's artistic conception, a ray of brilliance at dawn.

Immersed in the sea of ​​light, Ning Fan only felt that all the mana and essence could not be mobilized by half, and he was slowly being sealed by the sea of ​​light.

The only thing that can be mobilized is the artistic conception power of memories.

Mo Zhong's Li Guang's artistic conception is quite powerful, at least a first-grade magic.

But Ning Fan's mood is even more powerful, it is the second step of mood!

Light can be turned into darkness, but memories are indelible.

A trace of black chill flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, and black snowflakes suddenly fell from the sea of ​​light in all directions.

There was a flash of reincarnation in his eyes.

In his heart, flashes of memories and perseverance flashed.

That is the determination to freeze everything! If Samsara takes away the last bit of warmth from Ning Fan, then Ning Fan will freeze Samsara!

"Fing Xue, Frozen Samsara!"

Zizizi!

Pieces of golden sea of ​​light were frozen one after another.

In an instant, the entire ocean was frozen into a huge black ice!

Following Ning Fan's instructions, the sea of ​​light, which was frozen into ice, suddenly shattered into countless pieces.

puff!

The art of artistic conception was broken, and the young Mo Zhong felt a pain in the sea of ​​consciousness. He took a few steps back, coughing up blood, and half kneeled on the ground, looking at Ning Fan with a hint of frustration.

he lost...

"Junior, you passed the third test..."

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