Grasping Evil

Remember [Chinese Website] www. in one second, to provide you with a high-speed text starter. The sea of ​​​​clouds is vast, and a golden sword light gallops all the way towards the nearest Tianmen at a speed comparable to that of a loose immortal.

According to the bald-headed man, it would take half a month to reach the Heavenly Gate with Ning Fan's six-speed smashing speed.

But if he turned into a loose immortal, he would be able to come to the gate of heaven in seven days at most.

It has been three days since the beheading of the bald man and others.

Along the way, whenever anyone from the Immortal Burial Clan noticed Ning Fan's whereabouts, they immediately sent a signal and launched an attack on Ning Fan without saying a word.

In the past three days, Ning Fan had killed thousands of immortal clan powerhouses, all of whom were powerhouses above the gods.

Broken Void also killed three people, none of these three Broken Void cultivation bases are high, just the appearance of one or two layers of heaven.

"Brother Bing, there are still many treasures in the first heaven world, why don't you go looking for them..." Mingque said a little annoyed.

"Go get it if you're on the way, and throw it away if you don't." Ning Fan shook his head.

He learned from the memory of the Immortal Burial Clan people that he killed, not only in the first heaven, but in the first twenty-seven days, all Immortal Burying Clan people had been dispatched.

These Immortal Burial Clan people were ordered to kill all the foreign monks they encountered.

The Nine Patriarchs and Eighteen Kings seemed unable to escape, and did not come forward to hunt down Ning Fan.

Rao is so, the Immortal Burial Clan should not be underestimated...

It is said that in the Immortal Burial Clan, there are also some corpse demons with loose immortal cultivation bases, all of which were transformed by the corpses of ancient immortals...

Under such circumstances, Ning Fan was naturally in no mood to hunt for treasure, and only wanted to kill for thirty-three days as soon as possible.

The more immortal burial people killed, the stronger the corpse aura in Ning Fan's body.

These corpse qi merged into Ning Fan's body, prompting Ning Fan's corpse demon body to slowly move towards the third corpse transformation...

Suddenly, Gu Jian Dunguang was repelled by a finger light and stopped in the sky.

In front of Gu Jian, a red-robed man with an evil smile on his face, with dozens of Immortal Burial Clan Spirit Transformation Spiritualists behind him, blocked Ning Fan's way.

"hey-hey,

This seat is really lucky. I actually encountered two foreign monks, one was broken and the other was broken. Um? The one with the broken six seems to be a cultivator of the Rain Realm. "

This red-robed man doesn't look like someone from the Immortal Burial Clan. There is a seemingly invisible flow of firepower in the body.

His name is Yan Zhenzi, and he was a cultivator of the Fire Realm 60,000 years ago.

In that year, he entered the ancient heaven to find an opportunity with the broken one cultivation as the basis. Unfortunately, he was captured by the Immortal Burial Clan, planted a ban, and became a slave in the clan.

Gu Tianting had many opportunities, and although he became a slave, his cultivation level has been improved all the way. Sixty thousand years later, he is already a broken seven cultivator.

It seems to be in order to win over Yan Zhenzi. The Eighteenth King of the Nine Patriarchs erased Yan Zhenzi's chant ban, restored his freedom, and let him continue to serve the Immortal Burial Clan as Elder Keqing.

There are not a few old monsters from the Nine Realms who have become slaves of Immortal Burials like Yan Zhenzi.

Yan Zhenzi looked at Ning Fan with a sneer.

in his perception. The Rain Realm has always been the weakest in the Nine Realms. Even though Ning Fan is Broken Six, it seems that he has not broken through for a long time, and his combat power is not as high as he thinks.

As for Ming Que, who had broken a cultivation base, it was not put into Yan Zhenzi's eyes at all.

"Hey, this little girl is not bad, her Yuan Yin is full. It can be collected as a cauldron. Boy, give this girl to this seat, and this seat can leave you with a whole corpse!"

Yan Zhenzi didn't stop sneering, and suddenly his eyes were horrified.

However, he saw that Ning Fan had no intention of talking nonsense with him at all, and directly used the incarnation soul extraction technique, raising his cultivation base to the peak of Broken Seven in an instant.

Raise your finger a little. An incomparably huge golden vortex appeared at the feet of Yan Zhenzi and everyone else.

The dozens of Immortal Burying Clan powerhouses were instantly sucked into the Whirlwind Cave Sky, uttering shrill screams and turning into blood.

Yan Zhenzi's feet were caught in the golden vortex, and his body couldn't stop sinking. There is no way to get rid of Vortex!

In a careless way, he was going to be instantly killed by Ning Fan!

Looking at the monstrous aura in Ning Fan's eyes again, Yan Zhenzi only felt his knees go weak...

Ning Fan's suffocating energy is too powerful, how many pieces of suffocation must be killed to have such a powerful suffocating qi!

"He... is he really a cultivator in the rain world! I can't believe that such a powerful devil has emerged from the rain world today!"

"Hateful! I managed to cultivate to the broken seven realm, how can I die here, I am not reconciled!"

Between life and death, Yan Zhenzi's face was pale, he gritted his teeth, and shouted, "If fellow Daoist is willing to show mercy, I am willing to let fellow Daoists plant a ban and serve as the master!"

"Oh? You want to serve me as the master?" Ning Fan's eyes flickered slightly.

One day he will soar, if he soars, the strength of the rain world will be greatly reduced.

If you can subdue some immortal burial powerhouses and bring them back to the rain world, it will increase the strength of the rain world...

Thinking like this in his heart, Ning Fan slowed down a bit, and his spiritual thoughts spread out like a tide, submerging into Yan Zhenzi's sea of ​​consciousness.

This is naturally to plant a chant ban for Yan Zhenzi.

Yan Zhenzi didn't dare to resist. At this moment, he only wanted to survive. Even if he was a slave, he accepted it.

If he really had half the backbone, he would not have been a slave to the Immortal Burial Clan.

After reciting the forbidden seed, Ning Fan withdrew the whirlwind technique, stood on the tip of the sword, and said coldly to Yan Zhenzi, "Come up, stand at the back, don't get in the way!"

"Yes."

Yan Zhenzi let out a long sigh, jumped onto the tip of the sword, and stood at the hilt, not daring to look at Ning Fan at all.

As for the idea of ​​Shuming Que being a cauldron... He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Ning Fan threw out a large amount of immortal jade, reinvigorated the ancient sword to gallop, and asked Yan Zhenzi coldly, "You were originally a cultivator of the fire world?"

"Yes."

"How many other monks from the Nine Realms like you who serve the Immortal Burial Clan?"

"There are still 29 people, all of them are broken illusory cultivation bases. A total of 22 people below the broken five have not been revoked. Only those above the broken five will be looked at and removed."

"Is it..."

Ning Fan's eyes flickered, and those who had not finished the chant ban were not within his range.

In addition to Yan Zhenzi, there are also six Nine Realms monks above Fragment Five who can be subdued.

Ning Fan thought again, not necessarily only the Nine Realms cultivator can subdue it, if he encounters the Immortal Burial Clan members above Broken Five, what's the harm in subduing them all!

Those who do not surrender will be killed!

"Is the master going to enter the second world from the second heaven gate?" Yan Zhenzi gritted his teeth and asked respectfully.

"Yes."

From the memory of the bald man, Ning Fan already knew that the gates of the heavens on each floor were serially numbered by the Immortal Burial Clan.

"No. This subordinate recommends that the master go to the No. 1 Heavenly Gate. Although No. 1 Heavenly Gate is farther away, it is safer. The No. 2 Heavenly Gate is guarded by an old monster of the Immortal Burial Clan at the peak of the Broken Seven, who is proficient in the five elements. Very powerful." Yan Zhenzi suggested.

Now Yan Zhenzi has been planted by Ning Fan. If Ning Fan died, he would die with him. He and Ning Fan were grasshoppers on a rope, both prosperous and damaged.

In his opinion. Although Ning Fan is powerful, he may not be able to defeat the old monster at the peak of the broken seven.

Even if they can win, most of them will not suffer minor injuries, which is really worth the loss.

Now that the entire Immortal Burial Clan is chasing and killing foreign monks, if Ning Fan is injured, it will naturally be more dangerous.

"You don't have to go all the way, just go to No. 2 Tianmen! You don't need to say more. If you want to strengthen the enemy, what should you do?"

"The subordinates should kill the powerful enemy for the master..." Yan Zhenzi sighed.

"As long as you know!"

Ning Fan glanced at Yan Zhenzi coldly, and said nothing more. Drive the golden ancient sword to gallop all the way.

Four days later, a huge Tianmen as high as the sky appeared above the sea of ​​clouds!

The Tianmen is black, very old, but very strong. If the Immortal Burial Clan did not open the door, even the Immortals of Life would not be able to break the Heavenly Gate.

Outside the Heavenly Gate, there are hundreds of immortal-burying powerhouses, all of whom are above the gods.

There are five broken virtual monks, two broken three, one broken fourth, and one broken fifth.

The last person has the cultivation base of Broken Seven Peaks. Although the body is thin, the light of the five elements flashes all over the body.

This person's name is Lu Xiu, and he is also considered to be the number one person in the Immortal Burial Clan.

He was cross-legged on the ground, with a five-colored dagger beside him.

When the golden sword light controlled by Ning Fan came, all the Immortal Burial Clan people here all looked up to the sky and roared, "Foreign cultivator. Kill!"

Lu Xiu suddenly grabbed the short ge, stood up abruptly, and sacrificed the five-color short ge, sneering.

"Alien monk, die!"

The five-colored short Ge slashed in the air. Divided into five different-colored sword lights, slashing towards Ning Fan.

Ning Fan held back the ancient sword's escape light, and before he could make a move, Yan Zhenzi had already vacated the sky and blocked the five-color sword light.

He was already a slave to Ning Fan, so he naturally needed to show his loyalty.

Ning Fan's slightly threatening questions still echoed in his ears. If he encounters a strong enemy, he must go all out to fight for Ning Fan...

"Virtual Art, Vermillion Bird of the Ten Directions!"

Yan Zhenzi stood in the air, pinched his ten fingers, and countless flames flew out of his body, turning into a phantom of incomparably huge vermilion sparrows.

These Suzaku phantoms were condensed from flames, and once they appeared, they immediately slammed into the five-colored sword light, trying to burn out the sword light.

Lu Xiu's eyes were furious. At this moment, he couldn't see that Yan Zhenzi had betrayed the Immortal Burying Clan and became Ning Fan's slave.

The light of the five elements entwined between his fingers, and he slammed it violently, and the five-colored sword light immediately turned into a giant of ten thousand feet, sweeping all directions, and easily annihilated the phantoms of the vermilion sparrows.

Lu Xiu pointed again, and the five-colored swords slashed at Yan Zhenzi.

Yan Zhenzi gritted his teeth, his stomach bulged slightly, and he opened his mouth to spew out the fire of the primordial spirit.

His face quickly paled, and it was obvious that this type of magical power consumed a lot.

Under the burning of the fire of the primordial spirit, the golden sword light in the five-color sword light was incinerated.

But the remaining four-colored sword lights were not afraid of Yan Zhenzi's Primordial Spirit Fire. They crossed the heavy wall of fire and instantly slashed on Yan Zhenzi's chest.

Yan Zhenzi's eyes were terrified, and he was about to be beheaded by Daomang. At this moment, a golden vortex suddenly formed under his feet and rescued him.

In the next instant, a golden vortex appeared out of thin air on the ancient sword, and Yan Zhenzi stumbled onto the ancient sword and escaped by luck.

"Thank you master for saving you..." Yan Zhenzi showed a complicated expression.

"Fire, you didn't do it like this."

Ning Fan did not use the incarnation soul extraction technique, and only relied on the six broken cultivation bases to rise from the sky, every step was life and death, and every step was accompanied by life and death!

"Life and death go hand in hand! The master's understanding of life and death is so high!" Yan Zhenzi was shocked.

"Oh? Life and death go hand in hand. If I kill you and refine you into a pill to swallow, I wonder if it can improve the old man's life and death enlightenment."

Lu Xiu hummed disdainfully, and his fingertips changed, and the golden sword light that had been burned reappeared in the sky.

Raising his hand and pointing at Ning Fan, the five-colored swords slashed towards Ning Fan.

"Master, don't underestimate the enemy, this sword light is very powerful!" Yan Zhenzi was a little worried, he knew that Ning Fan's full combat power could be promoted to the peak of Broken Seven.

But at this moment, Ning Fan did not use his full combat power, and only used the Sixth Shattering Cultivation as a countermeasure against the five-colored sword light, which seemed to be a very big behavior.

"Do you underestimate the enemy..."

Ning Fan looked at the oncoming Jin Zhidaomang, raised his hand and grabbed it. Life and life smashed the golden sword light!

Grab it again, and grab the sword light of the broken fire. Grab it again, and grab the water-shattering knife light.

The rest of the wood, earth and knife beams were also easily shattered by Ning Fan.

The five sword lights were broken. The short-ge magic weapon appeared in its original form and was easily captured by Ning Fan.

With just one touch of the palm, the power of the five elements in the short ge is completely destroyed, and this treasure can be completely lost!

"How is that possible! He is not a Nirvana 7th Heavenly Refinement body, why dare to grab the five elements of the sword with his hands!" Lu Xiu's eyes were shocked.

Why?

Because Ning Fan is a small five-element body, and the small five-element body is already complete!

Below the life immortal, who can hurt Ning Fan with the technique of the five elements!

"If the monks here are my slaves, they will not die!"

Ning Fan raised his hand and pointed, and a force of the five elements emanated from his body. Immediately open a huge small five-element enchantment around Tianmen.

This is an extra magical power after the completion of the small five elements.

In this small five-element enchantment, except for monks whose cultivation base is several realms higher than Ning Fan, no one can use the five-element supernatural power!

Lu Xiu has spent his whole life studying the techniques of the Five Elements, and most of his magical powers are in the techniques of the Five Elements.

In the small five elements enchantment. Almost all of Lu Xiu's magical powers were sealed and could not be used.

The Five Elements Spiritual Equipment, the Five Elements Magical Weapons, the Five Elements Secret Techniques... all cannot be used!

He cultivated a total of five primordial spirits, each of which was in a row, and the primordial spirits were unified, and only then did he reach the peak of Broken Seven.

At this moment in the small five elements enchantment, his cultivation base was sealed little by little and continued to fall.

Broken Six, Broken Five, Broken Four... It has always fallen to the realm of Broken Void First Layer!

"Little Five Elements! A perfect Small Five Elements!" At this moment. Lucius was terrified.

With the cultivation base of Shattering the Void, and the ordinary supernatural powers that are not good at it, there is no possibility of defeating Ning Fan at all, only one death!

He cultivated the Five Elements intensively, and he was almost able to beat the cultivators of the same level who were partial to one line of cultivation, but he encountered a person like Ning Fan, who had mastered the Five Elements. But there is no chance!

Be a slave or die...

Lu Xiu was hesitating, but Ning Fan didn't give him much time to think about it, and gave him a direct instruction.

Immediately above the sea of ​​clouds, countless golden vortexes appeared, and everyone from the Immortal Burial Clan was sucked into the vortex. All killed instantly!

It was Ning Fan who did not die on purpose, temporarily trapping these people with vortex technique, trying to defeat Lu Xiu's psychological defense.

"Elder Lu, how can I wait for the Immortal Burial Clan to be slaves to the monks from outside, even if they die, they can't be surrendered!" One of the three broken old monsters roared.

Just after he finished speaking, he was sucked into the golden vortex and died instantly.

Lu Xiu's body trembled, revealing a look of panic, if he didn't surrender, would this person be his fate?

"Elder Lu, the seven kings have been so kind to me as a mountain. Even if I die, I won't betray the Immortal Burial Clan, right!" One of the Four Broken Old Monsters laughed loudly.

In the next instant, he was sucked into the golden vortex and fell...

Lu Xiu's face was pale, his psychological defense line was breaking down little by little.

The screams of the Immortal Burial Clan people did not arouse his blood, but aroused his timidity.

he is afraid...

"I'm here! Please plant a chant for me. From now on, I, Lu Xiu, will no longer be a member of the Immortal Burial Clan, but only a slave to my master!" Lu Xiu gritted his teeth.

"very good."

Ning Fan emanated his spiritual thoughts, planted a chant in Lu Xiu's sea of ​​knowledge, and controlled his life and death in his hands.

Then he said to Lu Xiu coldly, "The enemy Xiu here, you will kill them all by yourself."

Lu Xiu's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth, "Yes!"

Ning Fan withdrew the Small Five Elements Barrier, and Lu Xiu's cultivation level rose all the way to the peak of Broken Seven.

His eyes were fierce, his heart was ruthless, and five-colored lights shot out from his eyes, swept away the monks in this place to ashes.

The storage bag and Daoguo were all put away and handed over to Ning Fan.

In Ning Fan's Whirlwind Cave Heaven, there are still countless storage bags and Dao Fruit, but there is no need to rush to collect them.

"The second person."

Ning Fan muttered to himself, and with a flick of his sleeve, he refined the blood essence of the corpse all over the ground into blood beads, which were introduced into the Cauldron World and sent to the place where Nie Li left.

After receiving the golden ancient sword, Ning Fan and Mingque walked side by side to the gate of Heaven, followed by Yan Zhenzi and Lu Xiu.

Yan Zhenzi and Lu Xiu looked at each other. The moment before, the two were still fighting for life and death, but at this moment, they are both servants of Ning Fan...

Life is so sad...

Ning Fan's eyes fell on the black heaven gate, and he faintly felt that this gate gave him a strange feeling, but he couldn't say why.

He pressed his palm on the Tianmen, pushed it, and found that it was by his own strength. Unable to open the gate of heaven.

But there is a virtual order, it seems that it is easy to pass through this door...

"The formation plate to open the No. 2 Heavenly Gate is in the hands of the subordinate, and the subordinate will open the Heavenly Gate for the master."

Lu Xiu took out a formation plate from his sleeve and was about to move it. But it was stopped by Ming Que.

"Wait a minute! There are treasures in Tianmen! Brother Bing, look carefully, there are really treasures in Tianmen!"

Ming Que regained her pink fist, and smashed the door of Tianmen with a punch, naturally it couldn't smash the door of Tianmen.

She looked annoyed and sighed, "I can't take this baby, and it's of no use to me... Forget it, don't."

"Uh... what kind of treasure could there be in Tianmen?" Lu Xiu and Yan Zhenzi both showed a blank look.

Ning Fan frowned and pressed his palm against the gate of heaven again. Close your eyes and feel carefully.

Before, he felt that the gate of heaven gave him a strange feeling, but now he has to remind him of Ming Que, he naturally has to investigate and investigate.

Time passed by, but Ning Fan never opened his eyes. His expression became more and more solemn.

After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and grabbed it. Xia Huangjian was in his hand, and he displayed the Wanjian style, standing on the gate of heaven with one sword.

This sword is very powerful, enough to instantly kill the five monks. Even Broken Six can be hit hard.

But this sword, but only cut a trace of cracks above Tianmen.

Above this crack, a black star suddenly flashed.

The next moment, the crack disappears...

"Does the master want to smash the gate of heaven? It must be known that even the immortals can't smash the gate of heaven..."

Yan Zhenzi and Lu Xiu shook their heads in disapproval, and the next moment, both of them were shocked!

However, Ning Fan's palm suddenly flashed black star power. Chaotianmen grabbed.

As soon as he grabbed it, countless star marks appeared on the Tianmen.

Then, a black star stone flew out from the gate of heaven!

In the next instant, even the immortals could not smash the gate of heaven. Crash!

"Broken... Broken! The master actually smashed the gate of heaven, this, this..." Both Yan Zhenzi and Lu Xiu were shocked to the point where they couldn't be more.

Even if the Nine Patriarchs and Eighteen Kings abandoned them, they would not be able to break a single Heavenly Gate.

Could it be that the strength of Ning Fan alone is higher than that of the Nine Patriarchs and Eighteen Kings!

"Wow! Brother Bing, you are amazing!"

Mingque looked at the black star stone in Ning Fan's hand, and there were small stars in her eyes.

She could see that this black star stone was a treasure, but it seemed useless to her, what a pity...

"Unexpectedly, in the Tianmen, there is a black star power left by the Tiandi..."

Ning Fan felt the majestic star power in the star stone in his palm, and his eyes were shocked.

If one black star stone is refined, at least fifteen more stars can be created in his life!

This black star stone is condensed by the Heavenly Emperor's star power.

When the Heavenly Court still existed, the Heavenly Emperor transformed the Heavenly Gate with star power, and even if the Heavenly Gate was attacked, it could heal itself.

Heaven is destroyed, this gate still exists, but no one can take out its star power.

Even if the door is smashed, it cannot be taken out. Only those who practice the black star technique can obtain the star power.

In this day and age, Ning Fan is the only one who has practiced the Black Star Technique!

Ning Fan did a little calculation. There were two heaven gates on the first floor, three on the second floor, and four on the third floor.

Based on this calculation, from the first day to the thirty-second day, there are a total of 560 heavenly gates.

If there is a black star stone in every gate of heaven...

560 black star stones, a total of 8400 natal stars can be repaired!

At present, Ning Fan has cultivated a total of 212 natal black stars. If he can use all the star stones here, they will all be refined...

Hundreds of natal black stars protect the body, which can be immortalized by the siege of the phantom.

Thousands of natal black star body protection, can be broken and besieged without dying.

10,000 natal black stars protect the body, and can be besieged by ordinary life immortals.

8612 natal black stars, almost enough to be besieged by Sanxian without dying!

"Brother Bing, shall we go to the second heaven?"

"No, let's go to Heaven Gate No. 1 in the First Heaven Realm! Although it will take more time, if we can get enough black star stones, the difficulty of killing thirty-three days will be greatly reduced!"