Grasping Evil

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The blood burial grass is overgrown with the bloody fields.

A team of red-haired revisionists rode a bloody horse with horns to patrol the blood field.

This team of female cultivators is not weak, and they are all spiritual transformations. There are 19 people in total, and each has a solemn expression.

"Strange, I clearly feel that someone has entered my blood burial country, why can't I see the figure..." A female cultivator in the late stage of God Transformation frowned.

"Could it be another spy from the other six countries?" Another female cultivator in the middle stage of God Transformation guessed.

"It's possible that the palace lord's time limit has come, and the other six kingdoms of flower demons are about to move, and their purpose is nothing more than the master's relic. Hmph, they really don't know the palace master's kindness, and the master's relic is guarded by the fierce thing, how can they be? I won't let them take it, but it's for their own good..."

"The palace master's character is still too weak. If I had the palace master's cultivation base, I would have killed the other six rebels long ago. How could I give them a chance to rebel!"

"Shut up! The right or wrong of the palace master can be discussed by one of your servants!"

"Subordinates know their mistakes! Subordinates don't dare to talk too much!"

"Humph! Go back and punish you again, go!"

A group of female cultivators came like the wind, went like the wind, and quickly left.

After these women left for a long time, a young man in white and a frail red-haired woman suddenly appeared on the spot above the blood field.

"Palace Master's deadline has come! What to do!" The red-haired woman wrinkled upon hearing the news, her face grief-stricken.

She looked at the young man in white beside her, and for the first time appeared pleading, "I beg you, save the Palace Master, just like you saved me back then!"

"Oh? You asked me to pick up your palace master?" The young man in white looked at the red-haired woman beside him with inexplicable eyes.

The young man in white was Ning Fan who entered the Blood Slave Garden, and the red-haired woman was the red-haired cauldron he once subdued.

"It's better than dying!" The red-haired woman said, biting her lip.

"What is your palace master's cultivation base?" Ning Fan asked lightly.

"Shattered... Shattered Void Jiuzhongtian..." The red-haired woman did not dare to lie.

"It's a good cauldron... just why doesn't she abandon her cultivation. That way it can save her life. There's no need for me to pick it up."

"She will not abolish her cultivation, she will protect the blood slave palace even if she dies, she is too stubborn..."

"Really... Now, you will tell me the specific information of the seven blood kingdoms. Tell me all."

"Unless you promise to save the palace master...otherwise..."

"She's a good cauldron, so of course I won't waste it. Now, you can say it." Ning Fan said indifferently.

"Okay, I said."

Ning Fan gave the red-haired woman a jade slip, and the red-haired woman engraved all the information she knew on the jade slip.

After reading the information in the jade slip, Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly.

The Blood Slave Garden used to be the private garden of Fu Linglong, the elder of the Slaughter Palace, which was specially designed for raising flower demons.

One day, Fu Linglong suddenly made a mistake in his practice and died suddenly in the blood slave garden.

All her relics. They are all stored in a certain place, and that place, only the palace masters of the blood slave palaces know.

It is said that Fu Linglong has a private passage to and from the East Heaven Immortal Realm, where the relics are stored.

this channel. It was the main purpose of Ning Fan's trip!

Of course, the broken cauldron of the entire Blood Slave Garden was also one of Ning Fan's goals.

In the Seven Kingdoms of the Blood Realm, the Blood Slave Palace is located in the Blood Burial Country, and only one of the palace masters is a broken virtual cultivation base.

Others, Suixu, had already betrayed the Blood Slave Palace and built their own Devil Kingdom.

Among the other six countries, there are no less than 100 virtuoso cultivators!

these people. All yearn for the relics left by Fu Linglong.

Their lifespan is flawed, but no one is willing to abandon their cultivation.

If Xindao gets Fu Linglong's relic, he will be able to repair the lifespan problem.

Among these hundred female Shattering Void, the highest cultivation base is only Shattering Void Seventh Heaven.

Although there are many powerful people in the Six Nations, no one has a cultivation level higher than that of the Blood Slave Palace Master.

The blood slave palace master relied on the protection of the palace immortal array, and he just blocked the attacks of the intruding enemies again and again.

It's just that the time limit for the blood slave palace master has come. His life is in danger, if the powerhouses of the Six Nations come to attack again, I am afraid that they will no longer have the power to resist.

"I'm afraid that when your palace lord falls, the bloody country is slaughtered by the other six countries..." Ning Fan put away the jade slip and said.

"No. How can someone as nice as the palace master die! They don't even know the odious rebelliousness. The palace master is so desperate to protect them. They are a group of wolf-hearted rebels!" The red-haired Dinglu said indignantly.

"The group of female cultivators said just now that the place where Fu Linglong kept his relics, there is a murderous thing, which is very dangerous... What is the murderous thing?"

"I don't know... It should be said that no one knows what that ominous thing is. It's just that the ominous thing is really powerful. There have been several generations of palace masters who have cultivated to the realm of scattered demons, entered the secret place, and tried to obtain the relic, but were caught That monster is easily torn to shreds..."

"A vicious creature that can easily tear a loose demon into pieces..." Ning Fan frowned.

In this way, this mysterious monster is really not to be underestimated.

Whether it is to find Fu Linglong's relic, or to use the passage to fly to the East, it is necessary to confront that fierce thing.

That ominous thing is at least the life immortal cultivation base... Although Ning Fan is not weak, he does not think that he can survive 100% under the command of the life immortal.

Besides, if the cultivation level of the evil creature is higher than that of the immortal...

"Good brother, don't be afraid, that ominous thing is the pinnacle of life immortal cultivation, but it has not yet reached the true immortal. With sister's current cultivation, it is not difficult to kill it!"

In my mind, a long-lost voice suddenly sounded.

Ning Fan's eyes softened, "Xiao You'er, your primordial spirit..."

"It has been completely repaired. Even if there is no physical body, you can barely exert the strength of crossing the real world. If you can find a real immortal corpse, I am afraid that you can restore the cultivation level of the empty realm in one fell swoop. I can feel this place. In the blood world, there is a corpse of a true immortal, guarded by that fierce creature..."

"Fu Linglong's body!" Ning Fan was not stupid and guessed the key.

"Fu Linglong, who is it? Speaking of which, why are you here?" Luo You asked in surprise.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, and through his mind, informed Luo You about the ascension and the information about the Blood Slave Garden one by one.

"Are you about to ascend..." A faint sigh sounded in the Xuanyin Realm.

With the medicinal herbs donated by Taiwu, Luo You Yuanshen has been completely repaired.

There is another perfect real fairy corpse here, which can be resurrected for Luo You.

And as soon as Ning Fan bleeds from the slave garden, he flew to the east.

Dongtian, is it the place where she and him are separated...

"Are you 100% sure of killing that murderous thing?" Ning Fan asked again.

"Well, what about the peak of the immortal life. My sister, I can make it die." Luo You smiled enchantingly.

"That being the case, there is nothing to worry about. Fu Linglong's body, relics, and ascension passage are all here. In any case, this murderous thing must be destroyed. Xiao You'er, you should rest first, before dealing with the murderous thing. , don't waste the power of the primordial spirit."

"Um..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes and communicated with Luo You in his mind.

He stood for a long time, and the red-haired cauldron did not dare to disturb him.

Suddenly, the sound of the horn spread throughout the entire blood burial country.

In all directions, countless blood-colored flames rose into the sky.

"Not good! The war has started! The Six Nations have begun to attack the Blood Buried Nation!"

The Six Nations began to attack the Blood Burial Country, which indicated that the palace lord was not far from death.

"I beg you. Go and save the palace master! She must still be reluctantly protecting the blood slave palace by herself! I beg you, release the shackles in her heart!"

The red-haired cauldron hugged Ning Fan's leg and shouted.

Ning Fan slowly opened his eyes, lifted up the red-haired cauldron with his sleeves, and looked at Feng Yan in the distance, his eyes were also a little dignified.

He vaguely sensed it. There are more than a hundred shattering auras that are heading straight for the blood burial country.

Is the palace lord of the Blood Slave Palace really going to die...

"How can the cauldron that I fancy die so easily."

Ning Fan took out the golden ancient sword, carried the red-haired cauldron, and Yujian went straight to the capital of the country where the blood was buried.

The Blood Slave Palace is right there!

Little Budian, Mu Weiliang, was staying in the cauldron ring. At this moment, Ning Fan didn't have to hide his ruthlessness.

He wants the Broken Void Flower Demon in the entire Blood Slave Garden. All collected as a cauldron!

...

In the Blood Slave Palace, a red-haired woman in a palace dress was leaning on the bed halfway, taking medicine under the service of two female cultivators.

Her face was extremely pale, and the vitality in her body was fading rapidly.

"Is this palace still going to die at last... Unfortunately, in the current blood slave palace. There is no one else who can take on the great responsibility, succeed the next palace master, and check and balance the six kingdoms... After the death of this palace, those people will definitely enter the secret. Earth, they are looking for death. Ben Gong just wants to protect them, but they don't know..."

The woman in the palace dress sighed deeply.

A female cultivator on the side showed indignation at the same time, "Humph! The palace master treats them well, but they don't know that they will only retaliate! According to me, they should be allowed to enter the secret place and be eaten by the evil things. !"

"Palace Master, why don't you abandon your cultivation base, as long as you abandon your cultivation base, you can solve the defects of the flower demon body..." Another female cultivator asked carefully.

"No, if you lose your cultivation base, this palace is just a waste. What's the difference between death, but now you keep your cultivation base, and you can protect the blood slave palace for a while before you die... By the way, four hundred and thirty-one Is there any news on the number? It has been so many years, and she still has no news..."

No. 431 was the name of the red-haired cauldron that Ning Fan had conquered.

"No news..." The two female nuns sighed, they knew that the palace master was a nostalgic person.

"Is it..."

The woman in the palace dress closed her eyes tiredly, and the next moment, her phoenix eyes opened angrily.

She heard voices and horns from all sides!

She saw the beacon in the whole country, the enemy invaded!

"Bengong hasn't died yet, so they can't wait! Cough..."

The woman in the palace dress got angry and turned over and got out of bed, but she felt a pain in her chest, coughed up blood, and her face became even more gray.

She wiped away the blood and walked out of the Blood Slaves Palace in anger.

However, outside the Blood Slave Palace, countless female cultivators of the country have died in battle.

Each of the six kingdoms of broken virtual stands on the sky, and with a wave of their hands, they can harvest the lives of each god-turning and virtual-refining female cultivator.

"Oh? No. 1 is still alive!" A beautiful woman with scales on her face sneered.

Number one is the name of the Blood Slave Palace Master.

And she is number two!

If No. 1 dies, she can take her place!

"Hurry up and stop! The master said that we and other flower demons cannot kill each other!" The woman in the palace dress angrily scolded.

"Hehe, the master has been dead for 6.4 million years, and the flower demons I waited for are no longer the group raised by the master, so why should I obey the master's orders. Number one, you don't have to use the master's name to press us. If you are acquainted, you will abandon your cultivation. Go to the side, and I will spare you not to die because of the past relationship!" Another beautiful woman in black nails threatened in a cold voice.

She is number three! It also has the cultivation of the Seventh Heaven of Shattering Void!

"Have you forgotten the ancestral teachings! Even if the master dies. We must obey all the orders of the master, unless the next master appears!" The woman in the palace dress clenched her teeth.

"Of course I didn't forget it! I'm here to find the master's relics, crack the flaws of the flower demon, and even come to find the master's letter and become the master of the blood slave garden! As long as I find the letter, you will have a blood slave palace. Lord, you have to obey me too!" Another beautiful woman said coldly.

"There is only one Lingxin, and there is only one master. Who among you will be the master of the Blood Slavery Garden?" The woman in the palace dress responded with a sneer.

"This..." Many virtuosity cultivators changed their eyes slightly and began to be wary of each other.

The beautiful woman with scales giggled and waved her hands. "Sisters, don't be provoked by this bitch. Who will inherit Lingxin? That will come later. I will destroy the Blood Slaves Palace first and enter the secret land. After taking Lingxin, I will fight for the master's position. How about it?"

"Sister is right, I was almost provoked by this bitch and killed her!"

"Hmph, do it!"

More than a hundred virtuous cultivators all activated the secret technique, and blood lights hit the sky one after another. The sky immediately rained blood.

The woman in the palace dress was shocked and immediately ordered, "Escape to the Blood Slave Palace, don't be hit by the blood rain!"

After speaking, he immediately took out a blood-colored array plate and opened a blood-colored fairy array outside the blood slave palace. Trying to fight against the rain of blood.

Outside the blood slave palace, one-third of the female nuns fled into the light of the blood slave palace.

The other two-thirds were all wet by the rain of blood, and the body involuntarily dissolved into blood.

Within a few breaths, at least tens of thousands of gods and virtual cultivators have fallen here!

"Since you don't obey your master's orders. To kill the Hua Demon sisters, don't blame Ben Gong's subordinates for being ruthless! Linglong blood formation, kill!"

The blood-colored fairy formation suddenly lit up, and countless blood arrows shot out from the formation, and each blood arrow was enough to instantly kill a cultivator!

The six kingdoms were all pale, but the beautiful woman with scales and armour sneered, raising her hand and offering another array.

"Linglong blood formation, kill!" What she said and said was actually a good match with the beautiful woman in palace dress!

As soon as he raised his hand, the Shattered Void of the Six Nations was protected by a layer of blood-colored light.

The blood-colored light was exactly the same as that of the Blood Slave Palace, and countless blood arrows also flew out, colliding with the blood arrows shot from a distance.

Gradually, cracks appeared in the large bursts of light in the Blood Slave Palace, and cracks appeared in the bursts of light of the beautiful woman with scales.

In the end, the two arrays were broken at the same time, and the array plates held in the hands of the beautiful woman with scales and the palace dress were all destroyed.

"You actually have the second immortal array that the master made back then!" The woman in the palace dress couldn't believe it.

"Hmph, if there is no such thing, how would my sister dare to come to trouble my sister! Now you have no protection from the array of light, although your cultivation is high, the limit is reached. If you act rashly, you will die faster. Go to hell, come on!"

The beautiful woman with scales and nails waved her hand, and the more than 100 virtuosity cultivators behind her all rushed towards the palace-dressed woman with murderous aura.

The woman in the palace dress wanted to perform a trick and continued to resist, but she felt a pain in her chest again, coughed up blood, and her eyes showed despair.

"Blood Slave Garden, this time I'm afraid there will be serious casualties..."

Yes, she will die, all of these hundreds of virtuoso shattering female cultivators will enter the secret place, and all will die.

It was her incompetence, the palace lord, that brought about this situation today.

"Palace Master!"

A familiar woman's voice suddenly entered the ears of the woman in the palace dress.

She turned her gaze in disbelief, but saw a golden sword light coming from far and near.

In that golden light, there was an unfamiliar man in white, and a familiar red-haired woman.

That's the long-lost No. 431...

"Sister, you..." She had too many doubts and wanted to ask the red-haired cauldron.

For example, where has she been over the decades.

Another example, how dare she bring an outside man into the blood slave garden.

Didn't she know that this was against the ancestral teachings?

There was no chance to ask, the golden sword light was already standing in front of more than a hundred virtuosity-shattering female cultivators.

"man!"

The six kingdoms were all stunned, but I never thought that a man would appear in the blood slave garden!

In the blood slave palace, there are also countless female cultivators looking at the young man in white in disbelief. They have never seen a man in their entire lives!

"You take this medicine pill to your palace master to take, to save her life, these cauldrons, I will collect them."

Ning Fan gave the red-haired cauldron an elixir and ordered her to descend into the Blood Slave Palace.

His eyes swept over the top 100 Broken Void Cauldrons in front of him, and Gujing had no waves in his indifferent eyes.

Ding Furnace!

In his eyes, these flower demons are all first-class cauldrons!

"Humph! This person seems to be the helper of No. 1, kill him!" The scaly beautiful woman ordered coldly.

More than a hundred virtuous female cultivators have not had time to take action against Ning Fan, but Ning Fan took the first step!

One step, turned into black, his eyes were even colder and more ruthless.

Raise your hand, swallow your soul, and your cultivation base is close to Sanxian!

At this moment, Ning Fan is stronger than the Blood Slave Palace Master.

Moreover, with all his means, he has the heaven-defying restraint against female cultivators!

"Prisoner!"

The black clothed Ning Fan grabbed it with a big hand, and hundreds of prisoner cords flew out of Ning Fan's sleeves like silver snakes, and flew towards each of the virtuous women cultivators.

At this moment, Ning Fan's cultivation is far superior to that of the female cultivators present!

His prisoner's yin is wrong, and it is not the fairy cultivator, otherwise no one can avoid it!

bundle! bundle! bundle!

One by one, the shattered virgins were bound by prison cords, and were thrown on the ground outside the Xuenu Palace by Ning Fan without any pity.

Whether it is broken one or two, even if it is broken five or six, only obediently is bound!

The beautiful woman in black nails was frightened, she turned around and wanted to run, but was snatched by Ning Fan and remained on the ground.

The scaly beautiful woman was scared to death. Ning Fan's cultivation level at the moment was comparable to that of a loose immortal, but his combat power when facing a female cultivator was almost comparable to that of a life immortal!

Restraint, deadly restraint, completely powerless to resist!

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she took out an array plate and wanted to teleport to escape, but Ning Fan raised his hand and smashed the array plate into pieces.

Then tie it with a rope, tie it directly, and carry it like a chicken.

Putting away the golden ancient sword, Ning Fan landed on the ground, his eyes swept over the female cultivator present, and finally, it landed on the face of the woman in the palace dress.

"You are not the owner of the Blood Slavery Garden. If you let them go, you are not qualified to harvest them!" The woman in the palace dress scolded sharply.

She is not a fool, how could she not see that Ning Fan is an enemy rather than a friend.

Even if the blood slave palace is saved, it is not out of good intentions!

"Interesting... If I become the owner of the blood slave garden, what should I do?"

"If you become the owner of the Blood Slave Garden, you will naturally be able to replenish all the cauldrons here! I was born to be a cauldron for the master!"

"as you wish."

Ning Fan threw the beautiful woman with scales and armour in his hand on the ground, and instructed the red-haired cauldron beside him, "You let the people of your blood slave palace pay attention to these rebellions, as for you..."

Ning Fan's eyes turned to the woman in the palace dress, a rare smile,

"Take me to the secret land, and I will find Lingxin and be the master of your blood slave garden."

He still admires strong women.

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