Grasping Evil

With Ning Fan tightly hugging his waist, Tan Zixin's cheeks were instantly flushed with red light.レ? レ

It was only now that she saw that Taigong Diao, who had transformed into an artifact spirit, had transformed into a demon and wanted to kill her even more!

Knowing that Ning Fan was saving himself, Tan Zixin did not break free from Ning Fan's embrace, nor did he blame Ning Fan for being frivolous, on the contrary, he was very grateful for Ning Fan's righteous action.

If Ning Fan hadn't rescued her, she would most likely have died in Taigong Diao's surprise attack.

Ning Fan's pace kept retreating, and the Zijin Yuan Wing, which was transformed by Taigong Fishing, also spread its wings and chased after him. The speed was not inferior to Ning Fan, and even a little faster than Ning Fan.

Within a millimeter, he was about to be caught by the giant claws of Zijin Yuanwing.

Ning Fan abruptly stopped his footsteps, and in his left eye, a vast demonic power rose.

"A mere evil, I don't know how to advance or retreat, looking for death! Illusory!"

The supernatural power of the second demon star in the left eye was activated on its own, and in an instant, numerous illusions were born, bewitching the purple gold wings.

Illusions are almost useless to monks with a tenacious mind, but they are effective in a single blow to the artifact spirits with low intelligence in front of them.

Zijin Yuanzhi and Ning Fan looked at each other, and immediately fell into many illusions. The huge body fell from the air to the ground, showing panic in his eyes.

In the illusion, it saw countless ferocious monsters comparable to life immortals and true immortals chasing and killing it.

It doesn't know how to break the illusion, its intelligence is too low, it's just an artifact...

"Show original shape!"

Ning Fan embraced Tan Zixin and jumped into the air, stepping down on the sky.

Comparable to Nirvana's first-level attack, it directly smashed the spiritual body of Zijin Yuanzhi, returned to the form of a magic weapon, and turned back into a fishing rod of two feet and four feet.

Ning Fan landed on the ground, put the fishing rod into his hand, and said with a stern look, "From now on, I will be your master. If you dare to devour the master, I will let your treasure shatter! Seal it!"

Without giving Taigong Diao a chance to veto, Ning Fan let go of talking about Zixin, bit his finger directly, dripped a drop of blood, turned the blood into a rune, and planted it in the fishing rod. .

This treasure is mixed with some ancient star iron,

Barely regarded as a two-star magic weapon, it has the might of a dragon.

As a natal magic weapon, it is only strong and not weak.

"Many...Thank you senior for helping me..."

Tan Zixinqiao thanked her with a flushed face.

Ning Fan made a strong move, subduing Taigong's fishing tool spirit within a few breaths, and the powerful means made Tan Zixin look at him.

This is the artifact spirit of the Xianxu middle-grade magic weapon, even some broken five old monsters are not easy to surrender.

The soft waist that Ning Fan touched seemed to still have the residual warmth of Ning Fan's arm.

Thinking of the scene just now, Tan Zixin's heart beat faster and she was slightly absent-minded. This was the first time she was hugged by a man...

"It's just a small matter, why thank you. Now that this treasure has been subdued, the big thing in Bai's heart is over, so let's go with Miss Zixin to see Lao Yuan Huang."

"..." Tan Zixin was absent-minded, like a puppet, not hearing what Ning Fan said.

"Uh..." Ning Fan silently urged the whispering technique to spy on Tan Zixin's thoughts.

He found that what Tan Zixin thought in his heart was the matter of being hugged over and over again.

After a while, Tan Zixin recovered from the daze, and her face turned even redder from shame.

"What did the senior just say..." she asked inexplicably.

"Let's go to see the old emperor."

"OK!"

"You go by yourself, or should I carry you?" Ning Fan teased.

"I, I... I'll go by myself, alright... Senior, please come with me." Her face turned even redder, and with a flash of light, she took Ning Fan away from Yunling Pond and flew towards the main hall of Yuan Palace.

She didn't want to be hugged by Ning Fan again...probably...

Flying all the way to the Yuan Palace, Tan Zixin's expression gradually recovered, and the memory of that blushing heartbeat was hidden in his heart.

She didn't forget that treating Grandpa's wounds at this moment was a big deal, and she shouldn't be so cranky.

Ning Fan slowed down and followed behind Tan Zixin, neither hurried nor slow.

The charming moment of Fang Cai has long been forgotten by Ning Fan.

What he was thinking about was Tan Tianyan's injury.

The poison that can severely injure Tan Tianyan must be very powerful. I wonder if I can crack the poison and successfully help Tan Tianyan heal...

"My subordinates see Miss! Uh... I have seen Patriarch Baimu!"

The cultivator guarding the gate of the Yuan Palace saw Tan Zixin approaching from afar, and immediately took a few steps forward, clasping his fists in salute.

Everyone was surprised when they saw that Ning Fan was also talking behind Zixin.

Didn't the young lady never say goodbye to any man, why would she walk with Patriarch Baimu?

Moreover, in the rì Yuan Palace today, there is still that person... It seems inappropriate for a young lady to walk with a man like this.

That person, but for the marriage of the young lady, this is the third time to ask for a kiss...

If that person sees the young lady walking with Patriarch Baimu, he will be furious!

Although Patriarch Baimu is powerful, that person is even bigger...

"No ceremony. I want to see Grandpa, can Grandpa be in the hall?" Tan Zixin landed on the ground and asked the guard indifferently.

"In the words of Miss Hui, the old emperor did not go out, he was meditating in the Hall of Mental Cultivation..."

"Okay, I understand, you all retreat. I want to bring Senior Baimu to see Grandpa and inform the whole hall that no one is allowed to disturb the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

"Yes...Miss stay! There is still something I haven't reported..."

"What's the matter?"

"That high demon is here to ask for a kiss again... He is waiting for the young lady in the Rongtian Palace, hoping to meet the young lady." The guard said with some fear.

"Why is he here again, no see!"

Tan Zixin frowned slightly.

The one who came to ask for marriage was an upper demon, who was a cultivator of the Shattered Void Triple Heaven, a monk in the land of demon spirits in the upper realm, and was born in the Huanglong clan, a side branch of the True Dragon clan.

When he came to the demon world two hundred years ago, he had seen Tan Zixin once.

This person would not pay attention to Tan Zixin, but when he saw that Tan Zixin had a trace of yang energy in his body, he immediately paid attention to this woman.

In the past 200 years, Tan Zixin refused to ask for a kiss twice.

At that time, Tan Zixin regretted the old Yuan Huang's injury and asked him if he could save the old Yuan Huang.

If this person is willing to help, she can consider marriage.

But the man said that the old Yuanhuang was too seriously injured and could only be cured by consuming the Rank 8 mid-grade medicinal pills in the Huanglong clan.

The price is too high, and he will not spend such precious medicinal pills for a mere lower bound demon.

"This person actually said that my grandpa is a 'just a mere lower bound demon', and even if I die, I won't marry him!" Tan Zixin's eyes showed disgust.

She rarely hates anyone, but the upper realm demon cultivator is too annoying.

"The upper realm demon cultivator of the Huanglong family?"

Ning Fan used the whispering technique slightly, and he had already seen everything on Tan Zixin's mind.

Although he saw through the woman's mind, he didn't ask any more questions.

For Ning Fan, talking about Zixin's marriage has nothing to do with him, and he is not qualified to talk about it.

The two entered the Yuan Palace and walked directly towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The cultivators encountered along the way all showed surprised expressions when they saw Tan Zixin walking with Ning Fan.

"Miss Zixin really doesn't like 'Senior Cheng Huang', what she likes is Patriarch Baimu?"

Going all the way to the Golden Lotus Pond outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, no one talked about it.

Because this Golden Lotus Pond is very close to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Tan Zixin told him in advance that everyone here has left.

This place has even opened a ban, covering several courtyards near the entire Hall of Mental Cultivation, and outsiders can't even notice what happened here.

The voices of discussion that came along the way were still hidden from the ears of Tan Zixin and Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's face was as usual, but Tan Zixin's cheeks were slightly red, and he explained to Ning Fan a little embarrassedly,

"My Yuandian cultivator doesn't know the depths, and I rashly remarked on the seniors. I also ask the seniors to forgive me."

"Who is Cheng Huang?" Ning Fan asked with a deliberate smile.

"He... He is a pretentious person, and he is not comparable to the senior. The senior is a good person, he is not..." Tan Zixin's face was a little unnatural.

For some reason, she was a little reluctant to let Ning Fan know that she had been begged for a kiss.

Maybe it was because he was afraid that Ning Fan would get angry, so he would ignore her...

"I'm not a good person..."

Ning Fan burst into laughter, but just as he spoke again, his eyes narrowed slightly and he stopped his footsteps.

Tan Zixin also stopped, because a figure in yellow had come from the other end of the Golden Lotus Pond.

"What do you mean by Miss Zixin? What is there to compare this dragon with this Broken Ant?"

This is a handsome young man in yellow, with the cultivation of the broken virtual triple heaven.

However, it seems that not long after breaking through the realm, the cultivation base has not yet stabilized.

There was a sneer on the corner of the man's mouth, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and his eyes were dark.

His name is Cheng Huang, he was born in the Huanglong clan, and is one of the twelve dragon sons of this generation of the dignified Huanglong clan!

The Yellow Dragon Clan is the last branch of the True Dragon Clan, and the strongest is just a Life Immortal in the Human Mysterious Realm.

In the land of demon spirits in the upper realm, the Yellow Dragons are nothing.

But in the lower realm, the Huanglong clan can be regarded as a behemoth.

He was interested in Tan Zixin, and what he valued was the power of yang in the woman's body, not the woman herself.

There is a kind of secret technique in the Huanglong clan, which can only be accomplished by practicing with a woman with a Yin Yang body.

Once you complete the cultivation, you will become an immortal in this life, and there is even a chance to cross the bridge and become a true immortal!

Although he has been rejected by Tan Zixin twice, he is not discouraged.

This time, it was the third time to ask for a kiss, and I brought a Rank 7 high-grade medicinal pill with me.

This pill is not enough to cure the old emperor, but it can relieve the injury of the old emperor and help the old emperor to live for another hundred years.

He could see that the reason why he failed to ask for marriage twice was because he didn't understand Tan Zixin's mind.

Tan Zixin respected his grandfather the most, but he made a rude remark, which naturally annoyed the beauty.

This time, he behaved well, and he was still reluctant to take the precious elixir from the clan to save a loose demon from the lower realm, but he also showed some sincerity, trying to impress Tan Zixin's heart.

I never thought that when I came to the Yuan Palace this time, I first ate the old Yuan Huang's closed door, and then saw Tan Zixin walking with other men.

"A woman who doesn't know what to do!" Cheng Huang felt a bit cold in his heart.

If it wasn't for Tan Zixin's strength of yang in his body, how could he surrender his status and pursue a female cultivator from the lower realm who has not yet refined the emptiness.

"There's nothing you can't compare to him... I still have something important to do at the moment. I want to bring a distinguished guest to see Grandpa, so I won't entertain Senior Cheng Huang."

Tan Zixin blinked at Ning Fan, motioning to ignore Cheng Huang and go directly to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to see Lao Yuan Huang.

The two just wanted to cross Chenghuang, but they were blocked by Chenghuang.

"He is the distinguished guest of your Yuan Palace? Is Bai Mu, I know you, and I have heard your name, why? Didn't you bring that trash Tan Longzi with you when you went out this time?" Cheng Huang sneered disdainfully.

Tan Longzi is of the blood of Huanglong, and he is also a member of his Huanglong clan.

However, Tan Longzi did not have the pride of the Huanglong family, but instead recognized Ning Fan as the master, which naturally made Cheng Huang look down on him.

Ning Fan's eyes were slightly cold, when was his servant's turn to be ridiculed by outsiders!

"Yes, he is Senior Baimu, a distinguished guest of my grandpa, please get out of the way!" Tan Zixin's pretty face was slightly cold.

"Is he really Baimu!" ​​Cheng Huang suddenly sneered and looked at Ning Fan with a hint of sarcasm.

Thousands of years ago, he accepted a demon servant with the body of Qingyang, and with his help, that person has broken through the realm of Fragment Two by relying on the constitution of Qiyang.

The man told him that the white wood in front of him was fake!

The man even told him that on Baimu in front of him, there was a star stone from the Baiyu clan hidden in it!

Ning Fan's eyes sank again.

This Chenghuang seems to be very convinced that he is not Baimu.

"Bai Mu, you have Tan Longzi as your servant and Yuan Palace as your backing. The world is afraid of you, but Ben Longzi is not afraid of you at all. You know, you have provoked Ben Longzi in two places! If you can do two things, Ben Longzi will not be afraid of you at all. Long Zi can't blame you for the past! Otherwise, I will let you splatter blood here and die in the Golden Lotus Pond!"

"Two things?" Ning Fan sneered.

"First, stay away from talking about Zixin! Second, hand over the star stones of the White Feather Clan! If you can do these two things, this prince will forgive you and forgive you! Otherwise, you must die today! "

"Cheng Huang, you're deceiving people too much! Is he far away from me, what does it have to do with you, why do you interfere! The star stone of the White Feather Clan belongs to the White Feather Clan, and belongs to him Baimu, so why do you take what belongs to others! "Tan Zixin defended Ning Fan.

"Why! Just because he is not Baimu, because he is just an ant in the lower realm! Just because of him, he can't offend me!" Cheng Huang sneered.

Ning Fan didn't say much, the cold light in his eyes gradually disappeared. Although the cold glow disappeared, the killing intent was even more terrifying!

"Cheng Huang, you know, you also provoked me in two places."

"First, my servant is not something you can insult."

"Second, my treasure is not something you can peep at."

"Give you three breaths, leave here, and avoid death..."

Ning Fan's black eyes are like a demon that can't see the end. He looks at Cheng Huang like a dead person.

"Hehe, with your cultivation base of Shattering the Void 1st Layer, you dare to threaten the Dragon Son. It's interesting, interesting. There are rumors from the outside world that you have swept the Shattering 2nd realm and defeated the Donglin old monster of Shattering 3rd realm by one person. It's a pity. , This kind of lie, Ben Longzi doesn't believe it at all!"

"one."

"I don't believe that you have a profound cultivation base, let alone that you dare to kill me. My Huanglong clan is a dignified upper world clan, and you can't afford it."

"two."

"Baimu, no, fake Baimu, why are you pretending to be here, you don't dare to kill me at all, if you know the appearance, hand over the star stone and stay away from talking about the purple heart. If you don't know the appearance, this dragon will kill you like a dog!"

"three!"

Before Cheng Huang's nonsense was finished, Ning Fan's killing intent was already moving!

At this moment, a bloody glow appeared in his eyes, and an earth-shattering aura suddenly enveloped the entire Golden Lotus Pond!

This evil spirit avoided Tan Zixin, but not Chenghuang!

At the moment of perceiving this evil spirit, the yellow face changed dramatically!

"What a strong evil spirit, in this evil spirit, there is even the evil spirit formed by the fall of the broken seven and eight broken monks! How is this possible! You have killed the broken seven and broken eight monks! Extremely ridiculous!"

Ning Fan didn't say much, just took a step forward and shattered the void with a flick of his fingers, draining the soul of the void here.

His aura continued to climb, and with just one step, he rose to the height of the third-layer of broken virtual world, and his breath was two points stronger than that of ordinary broken three cultivators!

This is the benefit brought by the promotion of spiritual sense, the improvement of spiritual sense, the strength of the incarnation of the soul, and the increase of Ning Fan's combat power!

Ning Fan, who was dressed in black, seemed to be a domineering and ruthless devil.

If the Yellow Dragon Clan were a little stronger, Ning Fan would still be a little bit afraid.

It's a pity that the Yellow Dragon Clan is in the Upper Realm, but they are just a group of bullets, so there is nothing to be afraid of!

Its threat is far inferior to the White Demon Sect, nor the Qiong Dao Sect behind He Shixiu!

Ning Fan didn't talk nonsense, he took a step forward, and his whole body turned into black shadows.

At the moment when this supernatural power was displayed, Cheng Huang felt a sense of mortal crisis in his heart, and without hesitation, he pulled away and flew back, and summoned the deep yellow dragon scale to protect his body.

The next moment, Mo Ying was like a sword and a sword, suddenly appeared in all directions of him, strangling him!

"This... what kind of magical power is this, not good! The dragon scales of this dragon are not enough to prevent this technique!"

Just as such a thought had arisen in his mind, the dragon scales on his body had all turned into powder and disappeared.

His fleshly body was under the attack of Mo Liu's distraction technique without reservation!

Cheng Huang has just broken through the third broken, and his realm is not stable, and his strength is far inferior to the old monster in the east.

On the other hand, Ning Fan's spiritual sense has greatly increased, and his strength has greatly increased. He is much stronger than when he defeated the old monster in the east!

Among the heavy ink shadows, Cheng Huang suddenly screamed, and his body was constantly being minced into pieces by the ink shadows.

He was afraid, afraid!

He never imagined that in the lower realm of the demon world, some ants would dare to attack him! Dare to offend the Yellow Dragon Clan!

"Baimu, stop quickly, if you dare to kill this dragon child, there will be no place for you in the demon world!" Cheng Huangdan threatened with trembling trembling.

His threat was insignificant to Ning Fan, because Ning Fan didn't need a foothold in the demon world at all.

"Destroy!"

The shadow of the ink condensed, and Ning Fan appeared, Cheng Huang screamed and turned into a puddle of flesh, staining the beautiful Golden Lotus Pond into filth.

Ning Fan took Cheng Huang's storage bag, glanced at it, and frowned slightly, there was nothing in it that could move his heart.

After dispersing the body in black and retreating from the technique of extracting the soul, Ning Fan said lightly to Tan Zixin, "Let's go and see the old emperor."

Ning Fan had killed countless people along the way, and Cheng Huang was just one of them.

"You... if you kill him, you will cause trouble! There is an order from the upper realm, the immortals can't go down to the realm, and the ancestor of Huanglong cannot go down to the realm, but there are several scattered demons in the Huanglong family, who can go down to the demon realm to avenge this person... "

At this moment, Tan Zixin was not concerned about Cheng Huang's death, but Ning Fan's safety. She didn't even realize this.

"I know, so I killed him. The scattered demon of the Huanglong family, you forgot, did you fish for my Taigong, that is the treasure of the dragon, the scattered demon Huanglong, I will kill as many as you come. "

"You, you..." Tan Zixin was speechless, the lower world demon cultivator, except Ning Fan, had never dared to despise the upper world clan like this.

The fishing rod she made for Ning Fan seems to be about to become Ning Fan's weapon to destroy the Huanglong clan...

"Find someone to clean up the Golden Lotus Pond... Talk about seniors?"

Ning Fan suddenly said to a place where no one was there.

Tan Tianyan was stunned for a moment, then slowly appeared, he actually came to the Golden Lotus Pond long ago.

Tan Tianyan had always been unaccustomed to those high-flying upper realm clansmen, and wanted to help Ning Fan when he was in danger and block Cheng Huang's attack.

I never thought that Ning Fan would take away Cheng Huang's life as soon as he met her...

"The old man here will send someone to clean it up. I will try my best to help you cover up the killing of Cheng Huang... But as you know, the Huanglong clan has a secret technique. If the Huanglong clan kills people, as long as they fall, they will recite the name of the murderer in their hearts. , that name will be passed back to the clan... At this moment, most of the Huanglong clan know that there is a white wood in the lower realm, and if they kill one of their twelve dragon sons, maybe there will be broken virtual or even scattered demons to capture in the lower realm. Yours. I don't know if you were called by your name at the time of the fall..."

The old emperor showed a hint of concern.

"I shouted, it's not in the way." Ning Fan said disapprovingly.

Even if Cheng Huang shouted something, it was mostly the word Baimu.

His real name has not been revealed, and no one in the Huanglong clan can know that the murderer is the God Emperor of the Rain Realm.

"Thank you senior for borrowing jade. This junior has gained a lot of enlightenment in the Ascension Pagoda. I came here today to see the injury for the senior and seek a solution, so as to pay off the senior's borrowing of jade."

Ning Fan slapped the storage bag, took out the Yuanhuang Jade, and returned it to the old Yuanhuang.

His eyes swept across the old emperor, and he sank slightly.

Lao Yuan Huang's injury is much more serious than he expected...

...

The upper realm, the land of demon spirits, the Huanglong clan.

Inside the clan temple, one of the twelve dragon sons' life cards suddenly shattered!

The broken life cards are owned by Cheng Huang!

"Why did Cheng Huang die! Who can tell this old man what's going on!"

Huanglong, a loose demon guarding the clan temple, was furious!

Cheng Huang, but his junior! Who is so bold, dare to kill his junior!

Shiroki! What kind of bastard is Baimu, he wants to find this person and smash his corpse into thousands of pieces! (To be continued.)