Grasping Evil

This young man in white is not Ning Fan, but who else!

With Ning Fan's current cultivation base, he can only grab the power with one hand, and immediately evolve into the giant claws of magic light, almost tearing apart the general trend of the world here.

Before the old man in yellow robe could finish his question, he was torn into countless pieces by Ning Fan's claw, and his body exploded into a rain of blood, which was scattered over the sea of ​​magic.

There was only one Primordial Spirit, yet he was still dying, but he was still on the verge of death. He was forcibly captured by Ning Fan, looked at Ning Fan in horror, and said, "You... Who are you! Why do you want to kill this old man!"

With the eyesight of the old man in yellow robe, he could naturally see that Ning Fan's murderous intention was not because of the rash action of his four subordinates.

That murder is for revenge! That murderous intention has been accumulated for many years!

It's just that the old man in yellow robe can't remember when he has provoked such a powerful old monster!

With just one blow, it will destroy all of him. This kind of strength will definitely reach the level of transcendence!

"This person is definitely a Duzhen old monster! Duzhen, Duzhen... This old man asks himself, I have never offended any Duzhen old monster in this life! There is no one who has killed a Duzhen elder in his life. .. this person, why do you want to kill me!"

I don't understand, the old man in yellow robe has no idea where Ning Fan's murderous intentions come from!

Ning Fan sneered and looked at the terrified Primordial Spirit in his hand, patted the storage bag, took out an old and broken wanted notice, and showed it to the old man.

Glancing at the wanted order, the memory of the old man in yellow robe was immediately awakened little by little.

His eyes were wide open because they were too shocked.

He looked at Ning Fan, trembling all over.

"It's you, it's you! No wonder you hate the old man so much, it turns out that it's you!"

"Impossible! It's impossible! You were in the past. However, even if you join the Slaughter Palace later, you can't cultivate to the realm of realism in just a hundred years... Fake, this is all fake. Yes. The old man doesn't believe it!"

A deep regret flashed in the eyes of the old man in yellow robe.

He said he didn't believe it, but he already believed 100% in his heart that the young man in white in front of him was Ning Fan...

He once set a bounty of 30 million Daojing on Ning Fan, and personally led someone to hunt down Ning Fan, but he was severely injured by Xue Kongzi, and he stopped the pursuit.

He had received orders from Danzong powerhouses. Once again set a bounty on Ning Fan, this time, it was tens of billions...

But to his disappointment, the tens of billions of Xuanhong did not kill Ning Fan.

What shocked him even more was that Ning Fan slaughtered hundreds of immortals in the Yaozong Star Region, and finally swept away countless Dongtian Tianjiao and joined the Slaughter Hall.

Now, his dignified Seven Evil Sect Master is finally going to die at the hands of the broken virtual child...

No resistance, no resistance...

If only I knew this day would come. He will definitely not choose to be the enemy of Ning Fan...

His eyes were full of regret, but after that regret, he gradually became crazy.

"You can't kill me. Now I..."

Without giving the old man in yellow robe a chance to speak more, Ning Fan squeezed the primordial spirit in his hand into a bloody mist.

The icy gaze then swept to the other four Seven Demons Sect Loose Immortals.

"not good!"

The four scattered immortals of the Seven Demons Sect were immediately so frightened that they threw the iron sedan chair and fled without saying a word.

Ning Fan is an old monster who can kill Xuanmingxian with one blow, how can they be Ning Fan's opponents!

And they also saw the wanted notice. Reminds me of the past.

That year, they also chased and killed Ning Fan. Ning Fan definitely didn't let them go!

Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly,

I didn't go to see the four loose immortals who escaped.

The four scattered immortals saw this. Only that Ning Fan deliberately let them go, they were overjoyed.

But in the next instant, four cracks suddenly split open between heaven and earth, and four phantom swords and sword lights flew out of them.

The four swords slashed down and immediately killed all four scattered immortals.

The four-person storage bag, Ning Fan is too lazy to collect it.

He only held the storage bag of Sect Master Qisha in his hand. After swept away his spiritual sense, he didn't have anything in his heart. He only took Daojing, and all the rest was burnt with a demonic fire.

There was no joy on his face. For him, killing was not such a happy thing.

It's just that his code of conduct has always been clear-cut. Since they have a bloody hatred between each other, he naturally can't let it go.

"The Seven Evil Sect Master is dead, but behind the Seven Evil Sect, there was still the shadow of Dan Sect. The 10 billion reward that year was released in the name of the Seven Evil Sect, but it was Dan Sect's secret manipulation... This time it was Sect Master Qisha, next time, it will be Sect Master Dan Sect's turn..."

A cold light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, and then he took a step forward, set up Dunhong again, and headed towards the Ghost Soldier Sect.

According to his investigation, there is only one She Kong in this ghost soldier sect, who is the ancestor of ghost soldiers.

There are seven or eight cultivators of Duzhen, and a dozen of Guixuan. Apart from that, there are no second-step cultivators.

These Duzhen and Guixuan are not all cultivators of the Ghost Soldier Sect, some of them come to seek magic weapons.

Ning Fan flew over the Moon Tribulation Sea all the way, and fell on the top of the Devil Mountain in the sea.

Outside the gate of the Ghost Soldier Sect, seven second-step monks are waiting here at the moment.

Among these seven people, two Duzhen and five Mingxian came here to seek treasure cultivators.

With their cultivation base, it is naturally impossible to invite the ancestors of ghost soldiers to refine the weapons in person.

What they are asking for is only the disciples of the ancestors of ghost soldiers... 'Fourteen Soldiers'.

When Ning Fan arrived, the two Du Zhen immediately swept away Ning Fan with their spiritual thoughts, and shook their heads slightly after realizing that Ning Fan was at the peak of the Ghost Profound Realm.

The mist of this robbery sea has the effect of isolating the spiritual sense, and with the strength of their spiritual sense, they cannot make the spiritual sense cover the entire robbery sea.

When they still vaguely felt the fluctuations in the fighting technique from the direction of Jie Yuehai, and then looked at Ning Fan's body, they guessed that Ning Fan was the one who caused the fluctuations.

"Don't ask, most of the people who committed murder in Jie Yuehai just now are this son. Don't this son know that the ghost soldier's ancestor once strictly prohibited any foreign monks from killing people in Jie Yuehai? Violation of this prohibition, ghost Bingzong will never refine magic weapons for this person anyway."

The other five Ming Immortals did not have such a powerful spiritual sense as the two True Transcendence Old Monsters, and did not feel the fluctuations in the fighting skills of the Moon Tribulation Sea before.

Of these five Ming Immortals, four of them are Ren Xuan cultivation, and there is only one person. He is a cultivator in the early stage of ghost mystery.

As soon as the five Mingxian noticed the suffocating spirit left on Ning Fan's body, their expressions immediately changed.

If they didn't feel wrong, Ning Fan should have just killed a Ren Xuan. Only then will such a fierce and evil spirit be left behind.

These seven second-step monks did not know each other. They all came here to ask the Fourteen Soldiers to refine treasures.

Ning Fan was the eighth second-step cultivator to arrive.

Seeing Ning Fan coming, and clearly carrying the suffocating aura of murder, several disciples of the Ghost Soldier Sect immediately came over outside the mountain gate, with a bad expression, and asked Ning Fan, "Senior, but murdered in Jie Yuehai! "The mouth is called senior, but there is absolutely no respect at all.

These disciples of the Ghost Soldier Sect were not at the cultivation base of Shattering Void. However, he dared to question the second-step cultivators such as Ning Fan in a stern voice, because it was naturally the power of the Ghost Soldier Sect.

Ning Fan frowned slightly, but still replied, "It was indeed killed, isn't it forbidden to kill people in this sea of ​​robbery?"

"That's right! The ancestors of the ghost soldiers have ordered that any cultivator who dares to kill people in Jie Yuehai will be regarded as disrespectful to the Ghost Soldier Sect. If you respond to the request for refining treasures, the Ghost Soldier Sect will never agree. Senior, please come back! You If you kill someone, you are not qualified to ask my Ghost Soldier Sect to refine treasures!"

When these words were said, these Void Shattering disciples were quite arrogant, as if the second-step old monster was not standing in front of them. Just a low-level junior.

Ning Fan frowned even more, but raised his hand slightly and took out a token.

It was a bronze token, and the pattern on the front of the token was a bottle of coffin tomb.

On the north side of the token, a Luo character is engraved.

If you write a trick to this token, you can also view the token holder's name and tomb guard value.

"This person is actually the guardian of the tomb of the Battle King Luo family!"

Including the two Du Zhen, all the seven Ming Immortals showed their shocked expressions, when they looked at Ning Fan again. All eyes are meant to be friendly.

The few Void Shattering disciples were also shocked when they saw this order. Sweeping away the arrogance from before, he immediately clenched his fists to Ning Fan.

"Senior forgive me, the junior and others don't know that the senior is the tomb guard of the Luo family. If it's disrespectful, I still look to the senior Haihan!"

They dared to question Ning Fan on the basis of Shattering the Void, and they were relying on the power of the Ghost Soldier Sect.

But compared with the Battle King Luo Family, the Ghost Soldier Sect was a little less worth mentioning.

In particular, the ancestor of the ghost soldiers had previously ordered that if they saw the Luo family's tomb guards coming, they must be treated as guests. With this order, they would not dare to neglect Ning Fan.

"I'm here to ask the ancestor of ghost soldiers to help me refine a treasure. I wonder if a few of you can lead me to see the ancestor of your clan?" Ning Fan asked indifferently after accepting the order to guard the tomb.

With his cultivation base, naturally he is not as knowledgeable as a few juniors.

"Senior came by accident... As early as eight years ago, the ancestor was waiting for the senior to come, but the senior didn't come, and the ancestor also temporarily retreated and began to refine another treasure. At this time, he has not yet left the customs. No one knows when the ancestors will leave the customs." Several disciples of Shattered Void replied respectfully.

"Yeah, it's not mine anymore, I'm late... In that case, let's make magic armor next time."

Ning Fan shook his head and turned to leave.

The matter of magic armor cannot be done for the time being, so let's go to the tomb of the gods first. Now he is a tomb guard and is qualified to enter the bottom of the tomb...

Several disciples of Shattering Void naturally did not dare to stop Ning Fan from coming and going, and the other seven second-step cultivators were planning to get close to Ning Fan, but when they saw Ning Fan in a hurry, they seemed to be in a hurry to leave. Nor did they forcefully stop Ning Fan from chatting.

Just as Ning Fan turned around and was about to leave, there was a stern voice from within the Ghost Soldier Sect. In the next instant, fourteen streams of light rose into the sky and landed on the ground, turning into fourteen figures, blocking Ning Fan's body. forward.

"Wait! You can't go yet!"

Among the fourteen people, one person stepped out immediately and spoke coldly to Ning Fan.

This is a big man in green robe, with the cultivation of the peak of the ghost, and he is wearing a treasure armor.

"I am waiting for the disciples of the mountain, and I have seen the fourteen soldiers!" The previous disciples of the mountain, when they saw the fourteen people coming, immediately saluted them.

The other seven second-step cultivators who came here to seek treasure also changed their expressions when they saw that the fourteen soldiers were all coming and blocked in front of Ning Fan.

With their eyesight, they could naturally see that the Fourteen Soldiers were not good, and they looked at Ning Fan with a hostile expression.

"The fourteenth soldier of the Ghost Soldier Sect..."

Ning Fan frowned and glanced at the fourteen monks in front of him.

Among the fourteen people, three were in the late Guixuan stage, seven were at the peak of the ghost mystery, and four were in the early stage of the real world.

The former Qingpao big man was the eighth-ranked soldier in the Ghost Soldier Sect.

The expression of this person looking at Ning Fan was full of hostility, and the rest of the soldiers quietly dispersed, blocking all of Ning Fan's retreats.

"Do you guys want to compete with Ning Mou in this battle!" Ning Fan asked in a deep voice.

After all, he came to the Ghost Soldier Sect to ask for a magic weapon. According to Luo Shi, the Ghost Soldier ancestor had a good relationship with the Luo family.

For the sake of this friendship, as long as the Ghost Soldier sect doesn't act too much, Ning Fan will not care too much with the Ghost Soldier sect.

"Humph! I don't have time to discuss with you! Come on, you killed the Seven Evil Sect Master! If you really did this, even if you belonged to the Battle King Luo family, today, this seat will not let you go. Leave the Ghost Soldier Sect!"

"So what?" Ning Fan said coldly.

"Okay! Sure enough, you killed it. If that's the case, you can stay here today!"

The big man in green robe snorted coldly, raised his hand and held up a silver rope and tied it towards Ning Fan.

Once the rope was vacated, it immediately turned into a silver thunderbolt and slammed towards Ning Fan.

(2/3) (To be continued)

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