Grasping Evil

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Ancient Heaven, the nineteenth layer of heaven. [This book is first published]

An old man in black armor was looking for the heavenly gate leading to the twentieth-level heaven with a sullen look on his face.

He walks on the ground, his pace is not fast, but each step can span a distance of nearly ten million miles.

He is a loose demon old monster!

If Ning Fan was here, he would definitely recognize that this person was the Sano Zhaohe Sect who escaped earlier.

"Humph! I don't think those four-day cultivators would have imagined that the old man would go and return! The old man saw them leave with his own eyes, and now that Ning Fan has no strong support by his side, this is the best time for this old man to kill him!"

"As long as the younger generation is killed, the anger of the ancestors will be reduced, and I will not be blamed too heavily for Han Nietian's death..."

The man sneered, suddenly stopped, and looked up to the sky.

He, from a distance, noticed a whistling light coming.

If his perception is not bad, then the master of Dangguang must be Ning Fan!

"Humph! I've been looking for you for years, and I finally found you!"

The old man sneered, jumped to the sky, and stood in the air.

In the sky, a blood-colored light escaped from far to near.

Without saying a word, the old man raised his finger a little, the world trembled violently, and a finger of ten thousand feet pressed against the bloody man.

With a single blow of the finger, the magic comprehension rolled into the sky, and the wind and smoke spread everywhere.

The old man flicked his sleeves to disperse the smoke and dust in front of him, looked at the scattered blood light in the distance, and sneered.

"Are you dead... now that..."

He turned around and wanted to leave, preparing to return to the Ancient Demon Abyss Zhaohe Sect.

Suddenly, the vest broke out in cold sweat and turned his head in disbelief!

But seeing the scattered blood light, instantly re-condensed into a sneering blood demon.

The Gorefiend looked at the Sanmo old man as if he were looking at a delicious food, and licked his tongue fiercely.

"enemy..."

laugh!

A bloody sword glow flashed,

The Gorefiend turned into a screaming sword rainbow, directly piercing the body of the Sanmo old man, and appeared behind the Sanmo old man.

In his hand, he holds the storage bag of the Sanmo old man and his primordial spirit.

He swallowed Yuanshen in one mouthful and put away the storage bag. The Gorefiend sneered and fled to the next floor.

In the next moment, the body of the old man scattered demons suddenly exploded into countless blood mists, and the scene made people shudder.

"Run fast."

A white-haired boy then fled. Sen Ran smiled and continued to chase.

...

Ancient Heaven, the ninth layer of heaven.

Under the leadership of seven scattered immortal ancestors, the monks of the Nine Realms were searching for treasures on this floor.

From the first floor to the ninth floor, their eyes were full of shock.

The gate of heaven was destroyed, only the passage was left...

Remnants everywhere are caused by fighting methods...

In the first nine floors, there was hardly a single living person of the Immortal Burial Clan.

Such a strange thing has shocked many old monsters who have entered the ancient heaven many times.

Some people destroyed Tianmen, some people slaughtered layer after layer of Immortal Burial people... Who is it!

Is it really Ning Fan!

Except for Ning Fan. Can there be anyone else!

"This generation of Rain Emperor is really a terrible person..."

Several scattered immortal-level old monsters gathered again and sighed with each other.

Because Ning Fan was fighting everywhere, there were signs of spatial instability in the ancient Heavenly Court ruins.

This time, the ancient heaven, I am afraid that it will be closed ahead of schedule.

"As I see it. There is no need to go to the tenth-level heaven. I will turn around and prepare to leave the ruins of the heaven. I have a bad premonition, I wonder if you all have this feeling..."

"It's a coincidence. The old man has been restless recently. He always feels that a lot of things are going to happen. I'm afraid that there will be a catastrophe here. I should have left early."

"Fellow Daoist said very much. Let's go, I will return to the same way after this..."

While everyone was talking, two roaring blood-colored lights suddenly went from far to near.

In an instant, all the seven Loose Immortal-level powerhouses were horrified, and all the Void Shattering Old Monsters suddenly raised their heads and looked at the sky in disbelief.

Among those two rays of light. The first one was a demon head wrapped in blood, and the last one was a white-haired boy.

The evil spirit on the Gorefiend is too terrifying. Enough to make everyone here feel terrified.

There was an invisible sense of oppression on him.

Old Chi Huang and other seven Loose Immortal ancestors all had a shuddering feeling when they saw the blood demon's eyes.

It seems that the blood demon wants to kill himself and others, but it is just an easy task.

"It's Brother Ning!" Liu Haoyue said solemnly, with worry in his eyes.

He was the first to see that the Gorefiend was Ning Fan, and he saw at a glance that Ning Fan was in a very abnormal state at the moment.

It's just that the Gorefiend escaped too quickly, and had already escaped millions of miles across the crowd in an instant, but he didn't give Liu Haoyue a chance to ask.

When they heard that the Gorefiend was actually Ning Fan, all the old monsters present were shocked.

Looking at the white-haired youth chasing the Gorefiend at the back, they all turned pale!

Immortal! That white-haired boy was actually a life immortal!

And the moment they looked at the white-haired boy, the white-haired boy had locked everyone here with murderous intent!

There were also two Demon Realm Fragmented Void, which were taken away directly by Bai Fa Shao and eaten raw.

"Delicious!" The white-haired boy held Dun Guang and was not in a hurry to continue chasing the Gorefiend.

He stood in the air, looked at the Nine Realms Shattered Void under his feet, licked his tongue, blood oozing from the corners of his lips.

His eyes were so wicked and cold that it made everyone, including the seven Loose Immortal ancestors, tremble.

He stepped on the sky slightly, and he set up an enchantment in the area of ​​​​tens of thousands of miles, and no one could escape!

"Who is the senior, why did you kill my Demon World cultivator!" An ancestor of the Demon World Scattered Demon summoned his courage.

"Who am I, do you have the qualifications to know? A mere bait, there are too many words!" The white-haired boy took a picture from the air, took the ancestor of the scattered demon into his hand, opened his mouth and swallowed it. into the belly.

hiss!

A cold air rose in everyone's heart!

That is an ancestor of the scattered demon, who was directly eaten by this life immortal, without any resistance!

"I can't believe that there is a life immortal in the ancient heaven! And this life immortal is actually a terrifying devil!"

"Hurry up! I'm going fast!"

"I can't go away... Barriers have been planted within tens of thousands of miles, I'll wait, I'll die..."

One after another, the Void Shattering old monsters showed despair, this white-haired boy is a dignified immortal!

In front of a real immortal, what is the shattering count! All the people here together are not enough to block the blow of this white-haired boy...

"Fight it..." The old red emperor sighed and took one step.

Today is a mortal situation, only a fight. There may be a chance of life.

Liu Haoyue gave a wry smile, fearing that he would die here today.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

The sound of countless sword beams breaking through the sky spread across the sky, stretching for thousands of miles.

But seeing the blood light covering the sky, the enchantment within tens of thousands of miles has all been broken.

But it was Ning Fan who had turned into a blood demon and returned. Came to help Liu Haoyue and others.

Ning Fan gritted his teeth hard, trying his best to suppress the demons in his heart.

He ignored all the lives and deaths here, but Liu Haoyue counted him as a friend, but he couldn't help him.

"Oh? You still dare to come back, I don't know whether to live or die."

The white-haired boy licked his tongue, and without looking at everyone here, his eyes swept coldly towards Ning Fan and chased after him.

Ning Fan took a deep look at Liu Haoyue and said nothing. Continue to escape to the next level.

He could have abandoned Liu Haoyue and others in exchange for more time to escape, but after all, he could not abandon Liu Haoyue.

Forcibly breaking the barrier of the white-haired boy, Ning Fan's body became even weaker, and his escape speed was greatly reduced. Several times, he was almost caught up by the white-haired boy.

"Phew... I saved my life for the time being... It was the evil emperor who saved us..." One after another, the Void Shattering old monsters were relieved, and their expressions were extremely complicated.

Liu Haoyue clenched her fists and closed her eyes with a long sigh.

He could see that it was extremely difficult for Ning Fan to escape the pursuit of the white-haired boy.

He turned back, just to save himself... This sympathy for each other made Liu Haoyue's chest warm.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were filled with killing intent.

"I am now. I can't help Brother Ning! But if that immortal dares to hurt Brother Ning, Liu will spend his whole life, and at all costs, he will definitely avenge Brother Ning!"

Eighth floor, seventh floor, sixth floor...

Ning Fan's consciousness gradually became clear. Just because the body is too weak, it is difficult to maintain the state of dismantling, and the demons are scattered.

This is not good news...

His escaping speed slowed down again and again, and in the second layer of heaven, he was finally overtaken by the white-haired boy.

Hold the escape light. Ning Fan coldly looked at the white-haired boy in front of him, holding a sword in his hand.

The white-haired boy narrowed his eyes, looked at Ning Fan motionless, and said with a smile, "Why don't you run away, junior. Your body seems to have reached its limit, your demonic thoughts have been eroded deeply, and your body has long been shattered. Even if you are resilient, No matter how strong you are, you can't continue to use that desperate swordsmanship."

"This seat appreciates you very much, hand over the two women, this seat will forgive you for the crime of killing the burial immortal, spare you from dying, accept you as a slave, and make you the great ancestor of the burial immortal, and fight with this seat for four days. ,how?"

The white-haired boy quietly looked at Ning Fan. In his opinion, Ning Fan was not a fool, and he should have seen the difference between them.

In this case, it is a wise move to hand over the two daughters to protect themselves. Cultivation is a selfish thing.

"..." Ning Fan didn't speak, he was so weak that he didn't have the strength to speak.

He just answered the white-haired boy with cold eyes, he couldn't hand over Ming Que and Mu Weiliang.

"Is this your answer... It's a pity, talents like you are rare."

The figure of the white-haired boy suddenly faded, and in an instant, Ning Fan had many warning signs, gritted his teeth, and forcibly urged the soldiers to resolve.

"The power of this sword light is less than the first 30%, but even if you cast this sword in your prime, you won't be able to hurt half of this seat. Destroy..."

The white-haired boy suddenly appeared behind Ning Fan, raised his finger a little, and an unimaginable force of collapse immediately swept the entire sky!

Large swaths of the sky began to collapse, as if unable to withstand the power of the white-haired boy's finger!

The Soldier-style sword light suddenly collapsed, and even the bloody light around Ning Fan collapsed.

Ning Fan's eyes were shocked, he had a hunch that if he didn't avoid him, he would definitely fall under this finger!

The strength of this white-haired boy is too strong. Although he only shows his life immortal cultivation base, his sense of oppression is even more terrifying than that of Emperor Xia!

When he was about to die, Ning Fan shook his body and escaped into the Xuanyin Realm.

"Zhongqianjiebao?" The white-haired boy frowned.

As soon as he entered the Xuanyin Realm, Ning Fan suddenly fell to the ground in the Xuanyin Realm, coughing up blood.

Luo You's face was pale, she hurried to Ning Fan's side, picked him up, and said bitterly, "That person's true cultivation base. It's Emperor Zhun... He's too strong, even when I was in his prime, he didn't fit in with him. The enemy, you are not his opponent..."

"I know..." Ning Fan smiled bitterly. How could he not see the power of the white-haired boy.

The ancestor of the immortal clan buried in the dignified, dignified quasi-emperor, even in the four heavens, is also a figure who calls the wind and calls the rain.

If possible, he does not want to provoke such a strong enemy. If this person asks for something outside of Ning Fan, Ning Fan will give it up after weighing it.

Only Ming Que and Mu Weiliang, Ning Fan could not hand over to him.

The Xuanyin Realm can only hide for three months, three months later. After all, he still has to leave this world and confront this person.

At that time, this person may have blocked the sky, and he will no longer have a chance to escape.

He can't stay in the Xuanyin Realm for a long time, and he must go out immediately. Escape towards the first floor.

Just one more fight, you can leave the ancient heaven!

"Solitary solution!"

Ning Fan's eyes turned blood red, he turned into a blood demon, and left the Xuanyin realm in an instant.

The white-haired boy wanted to set up a barrier here, waiting for Ning Fan to leave the world of Zhongqianjiebao.

The Zhongqian World is the Immortal Emperor's Cave House. Not a mere six cultivators can stay for a long time.

The white-haired boy knew that it wouldn't be long before Ning Fan was destroyed and left the Middle Thousand World, and at that time, he could kill him.

I thought that Ning Fan would heal in the Middle Thousand Realms, but never thought about it. He just dodged a blow in the world of Jiebao, then immediately left the world of Jiebao and ran for his life again.

It seems unwise, but it is a wise move.

"It's a pity that this person can't be used by me, that's all. It's useless to keep it."

The white-haired boy muttered to himself coldly, took one step, and transformed himself into a million!

The million clones sneered sneeringly, and headed towards Ning Fan, blocking all of Ning Fan's paths.

Ning Fan's complexion changed greatly, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the front, only to be knocked back by a white-haired clone.

"Can't you escape..." Ning Fan gritted his teeth, his eyes completely crazy.

He looked at the white-haired boy's million clones fearlessly, just like he looked at the Immortal Emperor Palm in his previous life!

If you can't escape, even if you die, you will make this person pay a heavy price!

Do, do, do!

In his eyes, there was a crazy obsession, and there was an unfathomable power in that obsession, which made the white-haired boy panic.

Suppressing this ridiculous emotion, the deity of the white-haired boy took one step forward and coldly ordered to Ning Fan,

"Hand over those two women! This seat's patience is exhausted!"

Ning Fan didn't say much, and ignited the first drop of Fuli Ancestral Blood, followed by the second drop, the third drop, and the fourth drop!

He ignited the first drop of Moruozu blood, followed by the second drop, the third drop, the fourth drop!

In the end, he ignited the primordial spirit!

His breath is erratic, sometimes it is the sixth layer of the broken virtual world, sometimes it is a life immortal, and sometimes it is infinitely close to the real immortal!

The white-haired boy's eyes changed drastically, and he suddenly retracted his million clones and took a half step back.

"The ancestral blood of the demon race! The ancestral blood of the demon race! You burned eight drops of ancestral blood in total, are you a lunatic! Do you know what the consequences of doing this are!"

With eight drops of ancestral blood burning at the same time, Ning Fan may be able to exchange for the strength to severely injure the white-haired boy, but he is limited to his cultivation and cannot bear the power of eight drops of ancestral blood, and he will surely die afterwards!

Ning Fan even ignited his primordial spirit! He is warning the white-haired boy that he is no longer ready to live, he is just trying his best!

If he gave up his life, he would definitely make the white-haired boy pay a heavy price!

"Hey, it seems that the old man has to take action. If you don't take action again, your junior will die here..."

A long sigh suddenly appeared beside Ning Fan.

Ning Fan looked at it suddenly, and at some point, an old man in a gray cloak stood beside him!

The old man put the spiritual cloak into his body, revealing his true appearance.

He was dressed in gray, his face and body were covered with demon patterns, his pale hair was tied into an ancient demon hairstyle, and there were many small braids hanging down from his temples.

His eyes were like nine hells, bottomless.

The old man put one hand on Ning Fan's shoulder, and the primordial spirit and ancestral blood that Ning Fan ignited immediately went out one by one.

"The old man is the great elder of the Taigu Mingque Clan, Taiwu! The old man's lineage has been the slave of the Queen Si Cang since ancient times. You don't have to worry that the old man will harm you! Here, the old man will handle it!"

From the very beginning, Tai Wu secretly followed behind Ning Fan, carefully guarding Ming Que.

He was very unhappy when he saw Ming Que and Ning Fan being intimate at first.

Later, he saw that Ning Fan was decisive in killing all the way, and he would rather die than hand over Ming Que, and he had some appreciation for this young man.

In the end, when he saw that Ning Fan actually had eight drops of ancestral blood, he couldn't help being surprised! Surprised that Ning Fan is not in the pool!

Eight drops of ancestral blood, four demons and four demons, and the four drops of demon blood are actually the ancestral blood of the forbidden clan... This person's identity is too terrifying!

The white-haired boy is an alchemist, not a demon, so it is still impossible to tell the type of the ancestor blood of the demon.

Taiwu will never be wrong!

The Taikoo Mingque Clan is one of the very few big clans who know the information of Fuli!

Get away!

The ancestor of Fuli with four drops of ancestral blood, this identity is enough to associate with his master.

The master seemed to value Ning Fan very much, so Tai Wu couldn't just sit back and ignore Ning Fan's troubles.

"Who are you! Do you want to hinder the affairs of this seat!" The white-haired boy said coldly.

"Ancient burial, you don't have to pretend in front of the old man. When the old man was in charge of the ancient Mingque clan, you were just a waste elixir."

Taiwu's eyes showed disdain, and he took a step forward!

Taking the first step, his cultivation level has been upgraded from Loose Immortal to Life Immortal!

Taking the second step, his cultivation realm has risen from a life immortal to a true immortal in an instant!

Taking the third step, his cultivation is only one step away from the Immortal Emperor!

With three steps, the entire Ancient Heavenly Court seemed to collapse, shaking violently.

A pressure as heavy as a mountain pressed down on the white-haired boy, and in an instant, he vomited blood and retreated!

"How... how is it possible!" The ancient funeral complexion changed greatly!

How could he not see that the gray clothed old man in front of him was far stronger than himself!

Not to mention that there was a change in his resurrection at the moment, only the immortal cultivation base. Even at the height of its heyday, with a quasi-emperor cultivation base, his strength is also inferior to this person!

"You dare to take the initiative to kill me, you should kill! The ancient ghost wheel, open!"

Taiwu flexed his fingers, and a huge ring of pitch black suddenly appeared above the sky!

On the periphery of the ring, a second ring appeared!

Countless ancient sounds of chanting demon scriptures came from the ring!

Ning Fan's eyes were shocked! This technique is the spirit wheel technique of the ancient demon clan!

What Taiwu casts is the ghost wheel of the Taikoo Mingque clan!

The two layers of ghost wheels turned, and a black beam of light with a diameter of one million zhang descended from the sky, covering the white-haired boy in it.

In just an instant, the white-haired boy was frozen into black ice cubes.

The entire Ancient Heavenly Court was thirty-three days. From the first day, all the way up, all the interfaces were frozen and reduced to a world of black ice!

The slight chill in the air almost made Ning Fan's blood freeze!

"This is the power of the Spirit Wheel!" Ning Fan's eyes were shocked again.

Taiwu looked at the dead ancient burial, snorted coldly, and took the spirit wheel.

Turning his head and looking at Ning Fan, he showed a friendly smile, "You can call Mingque out, this place is already safe."

Ning Fan took a half step back, his eyes were alert, and he didn't call out Ming Que.

The person in front of him may really be a member of the ancient Mingque clan, but it is impossible to judge whether the enemy is a friend or not.

Within the same clan, are they all friends? Who told you that?

"Uh... Xiaoyou is very wary..." Tai Wu smiled bitterly, and was even more satisfied with Ning Fan in his heart.

It would be stupid if Ning Fan saw a Mingque clan casually and released Mingque.

"But the old man has a way to make the little friend trust the old man..." Tai Wu closed his eyes, tickled the slave mark in his blood, and muttered something in his mouth.

Not long after, Yuan Yaoyu suddenly heard Mingque's overjoyed voice,

"Brother Bing! Let me out! I have a servant coming to me, and he said he brought me a lot of delicious food! Humph! If there is not enough delicious food, I will directly urge the slave mark and torture him to death. !"

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