Grasping Evil

Ning Fan knew where his bottom line was.

He defeated Yun Xiaoxiang, relying on the might of Lei Zhenzi.

He defeated Emperor Teng, Emperor Yu, Emperor Nie, Yunshi, and the Sect Master of the Three Realms, also relying on the power of foreign objects.

His real strength can swept the second fragment, but he will definitely stop at the third fragment.

In the face of the three broken monks, Ning Fan has the strength to fight, but it is difficult to say the outcome.

"If I can win, I will fight all the way with my strength. If I can't win, even if I rely on the power of foreign objects, I will win all the caves here!"

Ning Fan only cares about the result, how the process is, and doesn't care.

He stepped on the rain of one billion swords and flew towards the 22nd floor.

The 22nd floor of the cave is a whole piece of ocean, and the cave house is built on the bottom of the sea.

Sitting in the cave on the 22nd floor is an old man who cultivated the blood of the Xuanwu demon, known as the old monster in the east.

This is a fat old man with a rather funny appearance. He was slightly injured in the process of competing for the first 20 floors of the cave.

This is a demon cultivator of the third level of Shattering the Void, and the combat power of his Xuanwu demon blood is no trivial matter.

He was healing his wounds cross-legged, and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes showed indifference,

"Is it the Mansion Taker again..."

Donglin Old Monster slowly stood up, his expression slightly solemn.

He walked out of the cave, separated from the sea, stood on the sea, looked up at the sky, and his expression was even more solemn.

Above the sky, a young man in black stepped on a billion sword lights, like an unstoppable sword, rushing straight in.

With the eyesight of Donglin Old Monster, he could see at a glance that this young man should not be underestimated.

On the youth, the sword power is too strong.

That sword stance is the undefeated stance accumulated after defeating the group of cultivators all the way.

"This person is obviously only the cultivation base of Shattering Illusory 1st Layer, but he relies on the two supernatural powers of incarnation and soul extraction. The breath is infinitely close to Shattering Illusory 3rd Layer.

This person is stepping on a billion sword lights. If all the sword lights are captured, even the old man will probably be too tired to deal with it... This son's strength is comparable to that of a three-shattered cultivator! If the old man was not injured. fight him. Victory and defeat must be divided into five or five, now. The old man's odds of winning are less than 30%..."

"Even if the odds of winning are not high, this old man will not let him out of the cave easily!"

The strong have the arrogance of the strong.

Donglin old monster is not amazing in appearance, but he is very unwilling to admit defeat.

"Old man Donglin. Who are you!" The old monster Donglin asked in a deep voice.

"White Feather Clan, White Wood!"

Ning Fan suddenly stopped the sword light in the sky, and swept his eyes towards the old monster in the east above the sea below.

This gaze is as sharp as a sword, if the friar is stabbed by this gaze, he will definitely experience severe pain in the sea of ​​consciousness.

But what kind of character Donglin Old Monster is, he will not be afraid of Ning Fan's eyes.

"Daoist friend Bai, let's see if this old man is powerful. Or is Daoist friend Bai even better, sick!"

Donglin Old Monster didn't say a word, just tossed his sleeves and released a water-blue stern from his sleeves.

It was a three-foot-long aqua blue ruler. The name is Fanlang Ruler, it is the magic weapon of the old monster in the east, and it is also an ancient magic weapon.

As soon as this ruler came out, it immediately caused huge waves over the entire sea area.

As soon as the wave-turning ruler volleyed into the air, it immediately separated a million-foot shadow and called to Ning Fan.

This ruler is powerful, it is an ordinary broken three monks, if one is not careful, he will be knocked off the cloud by the wave ruler, and the skin will be broken.

With Ning Fan's savage peak, his physical body comparable to Nirvana's first-level heaven, he would not dare to take this one foot hard.

Without saying a word, Ning Fan pointed at the sword, and the rain of one billion swords immediately slashed towards the shadow of one million feet.

Although there are many sword rains and few foot shadows, this confrontation is worthy of a tie.

The rain of one billion swords rolled back, and the shadow of one million feet was also shaken back.

Donglin Old Monster didn't say much, as if he had expected this situation.

With a change of his finger, the millions of feet of shadows became one, forming a gigantic ice basalt phantom.

Xuanwu opened his mouth and sucked, and all the rolling sword light was swallowed into his mouth.

"Wanjian style is not so easy to break. Explosion!"

Ning Fan choked with one hand, the gimmick changed, and the golden sword light that was swallowed into Xuanwu's mouth exploded one after another.

As soon as the sword light exploded, Xuanwu immediately showed a painful color, screamed, and the phantom gradually faded, and finally turned back to the tumbling ruler, falling from the sky, and the power was slightly lost.

Donglin's old monster's eyes sank, and he put away the wave-turning ruler, and then took out seven, seven and forty-nine flags with flickering cold light, and sacrificed them all to the sky.

At the moment when many flags were raised, the old monster Donglin suddenly choked, and his tone was respectful, "Please ancestral spirit!"

At the moment when he finished speaking, the 49 flags shot out one after another of icy awns, gathered in one place, and condensed into the phantom of a giant in black armor.

The giant had no nose and mouth, but only one eye on his face.

His body is fat and his breath is comparable to Shattered Three, but the pressure of his bloodline is extremely terrifying.

He is the ancestor of the old monster in the east. He has long since passed away, but he encapsulated the magical power in the 49-pole flag and gave it to future generations.

With the cultivation base of Donglin Old Monster, it is impossible to invite ancestral spirits higher than their own cultivation base to attack the enemy.

But this ancestral bloodline is the blood of a dignified king, a royal Xuanwu. Just relying on the power of the king's blood, he can scare away ordinary demon cultivators.

The giant phantom didn't do anything, just stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Ning Fan with one eye.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his single eye, and an overwhelming pressure of the king's blood was suppressed in the entire cave.

The old monster in Donglin had a look of awe in his eyes. Cultivating the blood of the king was his pursuit in this life, but he knew that he would not be able to cultivate it.

"This white wood is not weak, but it may not be able to resist the suppression of the king's blood, and most of them will suffer some injuries..."

Donglin old monster thought about it, but in the next moment, he saw a scene that made him unbelievable.

However, seeing Ning Fan, who was severely suppressed by the power of Wang Xue, suddenly raised his head, and an evil purple-black light flashed from his left eye, meeting the eyes of the black-armored giant.

At the moment when the eyes of the two met, the black armored giant's single eye suddenly revealed the color of extreme awe!

With just one glance, the giant's royal family's Xuanwu might collapsed one after another, out of control!

Its giant phantom then shattered into pieces, and the 49-pole flags also lost their power and fell from the sky.

In the battle of coercion, the giant is completely defeated!

"How is this possible! This white wood has actually broken the coercion of the royal family's Xuanwu!"

It is impossible for the Donglin old monster to know that Ning Fan has an ancestor-level Fuli bloodline, so how can he be afraid of the royal family Xuanwu.

If you don't show your ancestral blood, it will cause a lot of trouble. With the power of the blood of his ancestors, Ning Fan can stably control the old monster in the east and win.

"It seems that the old man can only have a chance to win by using the innate supernatural powers of the Xuanwu family... the field of ice!"

The Donglin old monster suddenly pinched out the mysterious finger, and his face suddenly turned pale.

His Xuanwu bloodline is not pure. Unleash your talent. Extremely difficult.

But the old monster Donglin firmly believed that if he had a 30% chance of defeating Ning Fan. It must be this supernatural power!

Zizizi!

In the entire cave, it suddenly became chilling.

The tens of thousands of miles of ocean at the foot of the old monster to the east was completely frozen in an instant, and even the waves were frozen in an instant.

There seem to be countless enchantments formed in all directions. In this enchantment, the aura of the old monster in the east gradually increased, increasing by nearly 20%.

Ning Fan's breath was greatly suppressed, from the peak of the broken Er realm, to the ordinary broken Er.

"freeze!"

Donglin old monster pinched out the last finger, and suddenly shouted.

At this moment, the entire space on the 22nd floor. have become his domain.

At this moment, all the chills here must obey his orders!

Countless cold qi gathered towards Ning Fan, and Ning Fan's body began to stiffen. The blood was also about to freeze.

At this moment, his body suddenly burned with black demonic fire, burning out all the ice one by one.

He put away the Emperor Xia Sword, and a huge black fire formation appeared under his feet!

At the moment when the black fire formation map appeared, the cold air in the entire cave was almost swept away, the layers of ice formations began to melt, and the frozen ocean also began to melt!

"Burn empty!"

Ning Fan raised his finger, pointed it away from the air, and clicked the old monster towards the east.

This finger was tangled in fire, and at the moment of clicking, millions of black fire butterflies rose from the fire chart, and on the top of Ning Fan's head, they condensed into a huge fire butterfly with wings covering the sky!

Ning Fan has already broken through the void, the power of this butterfly fire burning void is naturally not what it used to be!

At the moment when the fire butterfly appeared, the face of Donglin old monster showed fear for the first time!

"This is a great supernatural power that is infinitely close to immortal art! This white wood has acquired such a powerful supernatural power! No, the armor of the basalt, protect the body!"

The fat Donglin old monster shook his body and turned into a huge black basalt.

At the moment of turning into a demon, Xuanwu shrunk his entire body into the turtle shell.

And at this moment, the giant butterfly fanned the butterfly wings!

The first fan, the second fan, the third fan, the fourth fan, the fifth fan!

The giant butterfly incited the butterfly wings five times in a row, and this was still not Ning Fan's current limit.

The sixth fan... the seventh fan!

Ning Fan's face turned pale, but his eyes showed a monstrous fighting intent.

The seventh incitement is his current limit. Once this technique is used, no one can take his blow except the invincible cultivator!

The tortoise shell defense of the Xuanwu clan is very against the sky, although the old monster Donglin has already decided that he is not Ning Fan's opponent, but he does not think that Ning Fan can break his defense.

But when Huodie fanned the butterfly wings seven times, the black smoke that covered the sky made the old monster in the east lose all self-confidence.

The tortoise shell that defended against the sky turned into fly ash little by little at a speed that the naked eye could reach in the butterfly fire.

In a short time, the entire tortoise shell was burned by the butterfly fire.

At the moment when he lost his tortoise shell, the old monster Donglin was beaten back to his body, and his face was pale as he stared at Butterfly Fire in the sky.

He knew that he had failed.

And if Ning Fan doesn't hold back, he will be facing the old monster in the east, and he will fall directly into this butterfly fire magical power...

"The old man admits defeat and asks fellow Daoist Bai to be merciful!"

Donglin old monster gritted his teeth, bowed his head and clasped his fists, no longer defending Diehuo.

The strongest defense is difficult to defeat Diehuo, no matter how defense is in vain.

"Disperse."

Ning Fan retracted his fingers, and dispersed the butterfly fire in the sky.

But the giant butterfly on top of it did not dissipate immediately, and was still looking at the monster eastward.

As long as Ning Fan is willing, he can kill Donglin with this technique!

However, he and Donglin have no grievances or enmity, and there is no need to kill a cave just to see it.

"You, step back!" Ning Fan commanded indifferently.

"Yes!" The old monster Donglin was soaked with cold sweat, how dare he stay here any longer, when he heard Ning Fan let him go, he immediately clenched his fists excitedly, and hurried to the upper floor.

"This technique. It's so scary!" Zhou Nan's eyes were startled.

Such a powerful magical power, like the technique of burning the void, I am afraid that only some demon-level old monsters can use it.

Ning Fan was limited to his cultivation and could not fully exert the power of this technique.

But if one day his cultivation is enough, he will be in the demon world. I am afraid that except for the three scattered demons. No one can take over his spell of burning the void...

"If this son's cultivation goes further, even the old man would not dare to accept his technique..." Zhou Nan sighed.

"The Great Elder followed him all the way. After watching all the way, aren't you tired? Let's go to the cave and rest for a while."

Ning Fan scattered the giant butterfly and fire map, and exited the incarnation and soul-sucking state, and he would be dressed in white.

Although he defeated the old monster in the east. But it wasn't easy.

At this moment, in the eyes of his mana depletion, if he wants to fight against the 21st floor Broken Three Old Monsters, the odds of winning are slim. Only after recovering his mana can he win.

Broken three realms, you can defeat it, but it must be a hard fight...

According to Ning Fan's estimate. After recovering his mana, it should be enough to break into the first 20 floors before the competition ends.

But if you want to defeat the four old monsters, your own strength is not enough.

"In the end, we still have to borrow the power of Lei Zhenzi. Is it possible to win the cave from the old monster above Shattered Four..."

Ning Fan was silent for a while, then dived into the melted ocean and entered the cave dwelling in the sea.

At the invitation of Ning Fan, Zhou Nan no longer hid, appeared, and followed Ning Fan into the cave for a rest.

When he learned that Ning Fan was broken, he already regarded Ning Fan as a peer, but still did not think that Ning Fan could match himself.

After watching the battle between Ning Fan and Donglin, Zhou Nan was overwhelmed with emotion.

Ning Fan's supernatural powers are very powerful, even if he wants to defeat Ning Fan, he will definitely experience a hard battle.

If Ning Fan's cultivation goes further, even he will most likely be defeated by Ning Fan.

"The future is terrifying..."

Zhou Nan stepped into the cave to adjust his breath and sat down with Ning Fan.

Ning Fan took the medicinal pill to restore his mana, but at this moment he couldn't do anything, so he could only talk about it.

After some conversation, Zhou Nan couldn't help being convinced by Ning Fan's profound Taoism, and his heart was even more shocked.

Ning Fan, after recovering his mana a little, stood up, and borrowed the power of Yuanhuang Jade to understand the Taoist enlightenment in this cave.

The enlightenment of life and death on the first 20 floors is the enlightenment of immortals.

The life-and-death enlightenment in these 22 layers was left by a loose demon who almost became an immortal.

Although this person has not yet become an immortal, his enlightenment has attracted all Ning Fan's mind in an instant.

It's not that this person can't become an immortal, it's just that... his ambition is not to become an immortal.

Ordinary people ask for immortality, what they want is longevity, but what he wants is only the process of becoming immortal.

The process of understanding life and death.

"Those who seek the Tao, forget life and know death. Those who ask, die in the near future. The old man has cultivated the Tao all his life, and only seeks to fully understand life and death, but unfortunately he can't understand it, sorry!"

This person's understanding of life and death is enough to become an immortal, but he is not satisfied.

What he wants to understand is the origin of life and death, the origin of the Dao.

The ideal he pursues is too grand, so grand that it cannot be achieved until death.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, the scenery in front of him changed.

He seemed to have turned into the old monster, and appeared in a scene of memories.

The place of memory is the place where the old monsters have been enlightened all the year round, and it is a town of mortals.

Ning Fan seemed to have changed into the appearance of the scattered demon old man, walking in the twilight of the sunset.

At this time, it is the time for farmers and merchants to return home.

At this time, it is also the time when the restaurants are lit up.

"Why don't you come to have a drink, giggle, you can have your old favorite peach blossom brew today."

Outside a restaurant called the Red Sleeve Tower, a beautiful woman with a charming charm was attracting drinkers.

"Alright."

Ning Fan stepped into the restaurant, and his current identity was that old monster.

He sat in the place where the old monster liked to sit, paid the money and drank the wine, but his eyes were looking at the setting sun through the window lattice.

The wish of the old monster in his life is to fully understand life and death.

"Is this this person's life... Is this this person's enlightenment..."

Ning Fan drank the water and wine indifferently, and the Dao pattern on the primordial spirit gradually increased.

He put down the wine glass and was about to withdraw from his mind and leave this memory fantasy.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed fiercely, staring out the window in disbelief.

Just at this moment outside the window, a half-black and half-white butterfly flew by!

And the moment the butterfly saw Ning Fan, it suddenly stopped and stopped flying. It seemed a little puzzled.

That butterfly was an ordinary butterfly, but it gave Ning Fan a thrilling feeling!

"This butterfly!" Ning Fan's eyes changed dramatically!