Grasping Evil

There is an ancient blood pool built under the altar of true illusion, which is heavily sealed.

In the blood pond, the remnant souls of one billion real dragon demon cultivators are housed, providing energy for the blood pond and nourishing a colorful light at the bottom of the pond.

These remnant souls are all empty-eyed, and most of them are in the first step. There are only 6,000 remnant souls, and they have the breath of the second step.

Since the first world war, in the wild and ancient realm, every time a strong person of the True Dragon family falls, there will be a trace of remnant souls that will enter the blood pool.

This blood pool is called the Ancestral Soul Pool, and it is the place where the true dragon clan warms and nourishes the secret treasure!

With the unsealing of the ancient blood pool, a colorful light flew out from the bottom of the pool.

The idle demon cultivator couldn't see what the light was at all, and at the moment when the light rose into the air, there was a terrifying aura that captured the soul, pressing down on the entire altar of true illusion!

On the altar of the real illusion, there is a straw man, and his body is extremely bloody. Three feet away from the grass man, standing an old man with purple hair and dragon horns is the ancestor of the poison dragon.

Behind the ancestor of the poisonous dragon, there are still more than a hundred dragon demon cultivators guarding this place, all of whom have the second step of cultivation. But at the moment when the momentum came, all the demon cultivators, except the ancestor of the poison dragon, turned red, and felt the heaviness of being suppressed by the mountains.

That coercion continued to spread to the entire Muxue Barbarian Realm, and all the demon cultivators, whether they were from the True Dragon Clan, couldn't bear the coercion, and knelt down in the flying snow.

"Is this the coercion of the Ancestral Bow Spirit! It's terrifying!" Countless demon cultivators bowed their heads in fear, daring not to look at the light.

It is the ancestor of the poisonous dragon who was cultivated by the Immortal Venerable, and he did not dare to be disrespectful when he looked at the light.

The arrogant and arrogant ancestor of the poison dragon, at this moment, actually bowed to the ground at that light, and said respectfully,

"The younger generation demon repairs the poisonous dragon child. I beg Zu Gong to show up!"

"Humph! Do you want to use the power of the old man to kill people again? Think about how beautiful the old man was back then, and follow the ancestors to conquer the world. All the killings were immortals of the ages, but now there are only spiritual bodies. Kill all the juniors who have crossed the truth and abandoned the air. ..Lonely as snow, this old man's life is really lonely as snow!"

Above the snowy sky, the colorful rays of light disappeared, and a longbow with dragon horns covered with purple-gold scales appeared. A cold glow flashed.

The one who spoke was actually this longbow with dragon horns. Hearing Longjiao Longgong's sigh, Du Longzi gave a wry smile, but he didn't dare to interrupt.

"Hey, the old man is in a good mood today, so I will help you once! Junior, do you know the price you need to pay for borrowing the power of this old man!"

"After shooting this person, the younger generation will definitely dedicate a thousand female cultivators of the human race to the Ancestral Soul Pool. For the ancestors to enjoy!" The ancestor of the poison dragon replied respectfully.

"Hey, you really are sensible!"

The Longhorn Longbow no longer spoke, and the bow body trembled slightly. Immediately loses the power to float and falls downward.

The ancestor of the poisonous dragon did not dare to neglect, he immediately bent his palm, caught the long bow, and when he looked at the grass man again, the cold light was revealed!

"Ghost face boy, today is your day of death!"

"One truth and one illusion... Candle Dragon is now!"

The ancestor of the poisonous dragon held a bow in one hand and choked with one hand in the other. Reciting words, above the snow. Immediately, a phantom figure of a million-zhang giant ice dragon appeared.

The cold air from the phantom made the entire Duxue Barbarian Territory begin to freeze three feet.

Take a breath. There was a stern coercion, and in front of this phantom, any demon cultivator seemed so insignificant.

The demonic energy of the ice dragon Senhan spread out from the Muxue Barbarian Region and spread all the way to the entire barren land.

At this moment, snowflakes began to fall in the entirety of the Forty-two Barbarian Territories.

In the savage realm of Tiandu, *Xianzun raised his eyelids, but shook his head disapprovingly,

He said to himself, "The candle bow has already appeared... The nameless and empty, I am afraid that it is impossible to escape death..."

On another low mountain nearby, Immortal Venerable Miaoyin had already set up the altar, holding a yellow paper fairy talisman in one hand, and an acquired peach wood sword in the other, with a dignified look in his beautiful eyes.

"Du Longzi still decides to use the candle bow... I don't know if he can stop him from killing with his concubine's magical powers..."

Among the five regions of the Protoss, countless four-day monks walked out of the cave and looked at the flying snow with shocking eyes.

There is no snow in the southern border, if there is a flying snow, it must be a candle bow, killing people with seven arrows!

"Hey, it seems that the nameless senior's extermination of the poison dragon guard has angered the ancestor of the poison dragon... As soon as the Seven Arrows Book came out, the senior Shekong was in danger..."

In Mulan City, Ning Fan, who was cross-legged refining the power of true illusion, suddenly opened his eyes and naturally sensed the vision of flying snow outside.

"Seven Truths and Seven Illusions Arrows... are they coming!" Ning Fan's eyes narrowed and he walked out of the cave, leaving Liu Yan and Xian Luoli to stay in the city, while he set up Jinhong and flew to a skeleton in Gouchen Manyu Wasteland everywhere.

It's time to come, you can't escape!

He is here to meet the Seven Arrows Book of the Poison Dragon Ancestor!

This is a confrontation, a confrontation between Ning Fan and the ancestor of the poison dragon, across countless savage realms!

"The Book of Arrows Appears!"

The ancestor of the poisonous dragon took out a jade book from the storage bag, sacrificed to the sky, and changed with one hand.

The jade album only has seven pages, and each page is a colorful arrow, which can be used with the dragon horn longbow to kill people across ten thousand domains!

"Ghost face child, die!"

The angry voice of the ancestor of the poisonous dragon spread throughout the entire Muxue barbarian region, and with a single move, a page of jade immediately turned into a colorful arrow that flew into the hands of the ancestor of the poisonous dragon.

The silver string is open, the real illusion is born, the colorful comes out, the murderous intention is coming!

Facing the filthy blood grass man, the ancient ancestor of the poisonous dragon bent the bow and it was an arrow, and the colorful arrow was shot from the string, piercing the blood filthy grass man, and the arrow disappeared in an instant.

Ning Fan, who was far away in the Gou Chen Man Territory, instantly sensed an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Xuekong above his head suddenly tore open a dark and dark space crack, and a colorful arrow burst out of the sky.

At the moment when the colorful arrows came, Ning Fan felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, as if he was not facing a shadow of an arrow, but a giant dragon overlooking the world!

The arrow light came too fast, before Ning Fan could react, there was a pain in his chest, which had been pierced by the arrow light.

The moment he was hit by the arrow, Ning Fan's face turned pale and he vomited blood and retreated.

Ordinary Duzhen and Shekong, if they are hit by this arrow, they will be seriously injured if they do not die. But Ning Fan wasn't really crossing the line, although this arrow caused him injury. Not as huge as expected.

"Black Star Technique!"

Ning Fan raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and 83,000 pitch-black stars appeared immediately above the snowy sky.

Under the bath of black starlight, the blood hole in Ning Fan's chest healed little by little. The injury healed instantly.

However, within his body, there are streaks of colorful light raging. It was left by the colorful arrows.

For the real immortals who crossed the real bridge, the colorful rays of light are extremely lethal, and can collapse the real bridge, destroy the way of human beings, and take people's lives.

But for a cultivator like Ning Fan who had never been to the real bridge, it didn't hurt much, and only caused Ning Fan to feel a little drowsy.

"What a powerful arrow light... If I have entered the real world, even if I don't die under this arrow, I will definitely be severely injured and close to death!"

Ning Fan's eyes were dignified, and his eyes swept around, but he did not find the colorful arrows penetrating his body.

This arrow has returned to the hands of the ancestors of the poison dragon, like a Taoist soldier, and it can be withdrawn with a thought.

The arrow had already escaped, but the sound of immortal music suddenly spread from above the snowy sky, and a giant shadow of a thousand-handed god appeared, raising his hand and grabbing it in the direction where the arrow was shot.

Ning Fan's eyes changed slightly... This Xianle, this god's phantom. It seems that it was cast by an almighty cultivator in order to protect himself...

"It's the breath of Immortal Venerable Eternal, coming from the direction of Tiandu Barbarian... Is it that Immortal Venerable Eternal Human Race wants to help me fight against the Seven Arrows. But I don't know who it is..."

"It's a pity that the arrows of the Seven Arrows Book are too fast to be guarded by this person... The Seven Arrows Book is so powerful that even the Immortal Venerable Eternal is difficult to defend..."

In a very far away place, Immortal Venerable Wonderful Words, who is casting a spell, is shocked.

"It's so fast! With my casting speed, I can't stop the arrow from attacking!"

"But fortunately, the nameless cultivator doesn't seem to be killed by an arrow... Next time, the concubine must block the arrow!"

In the savage realm of Tiandu, *Xianzun shook his head slightly. He had known for a long time that Immortal Venerable Miaoyan couldn't stop the colorful arrows.

It just surprised him. The unknown monk with a mysterious origin was not killed by a single arrow...

"Throughout the ages, there are not many Duzhen Shekong who have been forced to take an arrow from the Seven Arrows Book and not die... This person has been forced to take an arrow and not die. He is proud of himself. But unfortunately, when the three arrows are released, even this person will not die. With the peak cultivation base of Shekong, you will surely die..." * Immortal Venerable said indifferently to himself.

In the twilight snow savage domain, on the altar of real illusion, the ancestor of the poison dragon snorted coldly.

The blood on the grass figurine hadn't dissipated, but he didn't expect that Ning Fan could endure an arrow without dying.

"Humph! Can't kill this son with just one arrow!"

"Three real and three illusions... Li Zhuning!"

With the change of the ancient ancestor of the poisonous dragon, the giant shadow of the ice dragon on the snowy sky immediately turned into a phantom of an ancient copper lamp in the cold light.

Above the copper lamp, there is a candle made of demon dragon grease, which has not been lit.

With the change of the phantom, the pressure of the dragon horn longbow immediately soared, but when the ancestor of the poisonous dragon bent his palm, two more jade album pages turned into colorful arrow lights. Together with the previous arrow light, three arrows Zaixian was shot by the bow of the ancestor of the poisonous dragon.

At the same time, on the wasteland of bones, warning signs abounded in Ning Fan's heart. At this moment, three space cracks were torn open above the snow sky at the same time, and three colorful arrows flashed from them!

At the realm of Ning Fan's cultivation, it was still too late to make any defenses, but this time, the thousand-handed gods summoned by the magic of Xianzun Miaoyan blocked in front of Ning Fan!

The thousand-handed deity shot too slowly to catch the arrow light, but tried to prevent the arrow light from coming with his body.

Three arrows shot down and were blocked by the giant shadow of the god in front of Ning Fan.

The giant shadow of the god is one of the magical powers of Immortal Wonderful Word. Even the attack of Immortal Venerable Eternal may not be able to blast away the defense of the gods.

But the three arrows seemed to be able to pierce through the giant shadow directly, directly through the giant shadow, and instantly penetrated Ning Fan's body, leaving three blood holes in Ning Fan's chest...

"Damn! I can't stop it!" Immortal Venerable Miaoyan bit his lip unwillingly, and suddenly, he was surprised again.

"Oh? Three colorful true magic arrows still haven't killed the monk?"

Knowing that his supernatural powers could not prevent the coming of the colorful arrows at all, Immortal Venerable Miaoyan sighed slightly, and withdrew the supernatural powers, his pretty face was a little regretful.

Even if Ning Fan didn't die from the three arrows, he would most likely die when the five arrows came out...

"I can't help him... It's a pity..." Immortal Venerable Miaoyan sighed.

"Huh? Three arrows are fired, and this person is not dead? Weird... But if five arrows are fired, this child has no reason to survive." *Xianzun finally opened his eyes and frowned.

On the altar of real illusion, the ancestor of the poisonous dragon had a thought and took back three colorful arrows. Looking at the bloody grass man, his face sinks like water.

The demon cultivators behind him were shocked.

"The person that the ancestor wanted to kill. He didn't die from the arrow of the three truths and three illusions!" Many demon cultivators were secretly shocked.

Dulong's ancestor looked a little ugly, he didn't expect it. The Seven Arrows Book was shot with three arrows, but it couldn't kill Ning Fan... Throughout the ages, there has never been a Duzhen or She Kong who could survive the attack of three colorful arrows...

"Could it be that this person is not Sae Kong, but... Broken thoughts! No, no, if it is broken thoughts, the old man's colorful arrows can't hurt him at all..."

"Injured but not dead... Maybe this person has some supernatural power to protect his life... Humph! Is the wonderful words helping him!"

The ancestor of the poison dragon directly explained the reason why Ning Fan was not dead. It comes down to the action of Immortal Venerable Miaoyan.

He never imagined that Ning Fan was not a Du Zhen cultivator at all, and that was the reason why he was not killed by the three arrows.

"Humph! What if there are wonderful words to help you, you still can't escape the fate of falling!"

"Five truths and five illusions... Candles are burning!"

The ancestor of the poisonous dragon changed his finger tactics again, and the phantom of the candle light on the snowy sky suddenly ignited a pale golden demon fire.

The dragon horn longbow, the pressure rises again, this time the ancestor of the poisonous dragon shot five colorful arrows and shot them at the same time, this time the arrow glows. with fiery temperature.

On the wasteland of bones, Ning Fan had just used the black star technique to heal the blood hole in his chest.

The shadow of a thousand-handed deity in the snowy sky is fading little by little... Ning Fan knew it. It was that Immortal Venerable who knew that he was powerless to stop the arrow light and took back the phantom.

"Can't even that Eternal Immortal Venerable stop the colorful arrows..."

"Fortunately, I am not a Duzhen cultivator, otherwise I was forced to take three arrows and the Dingzhen Bridge collapsed and died..."

Above the sky, five space cracks suddenly cracked open, and five arrows of light were shot out. As soon as the arrows appeared, the demon fire immediately ignited in the sky.

The green light in Ning Fan's eyes flashed before the crack in the space appeared. The palm has been stretched out to make a prediction. He grabbed hard in front of him.

In the next instant, four sword lights pierced through Ning Fan's chest. But there was an arrow light, which was directly caught by Ning Fan!

The arrow light, which Immortal Venerable Miaoyan didn't even have time to capture, was caught by Ning Fan's pre-judgment!

It's a pity that the arrow that was caught by Ning Fan trembled, broke free from Ning Fan's palm, passed through his shoulders, and left a blood hole with white bones...

Five arrows in a row, even if Ning Fan is not crossing the truth, the injury he suffered can no longer be ignored.

At the place where the arrow wound, a purple-gold demon fire burned, making Ning Fan's arrow wound unable to heal at all.

Even the technique of the black star can only suppress the demon fire a little, and cannot have any healing effect.

Ning Fan tried to extinguish the demon fire on the wound, but was shocked to find that these demon fires could not be extinguished!

"This is... the fire of reincarnation!"

Ning Fan sucked in a breath of cold air. From the demonic fire, he sensed a trace of the power of reincarnation. It was very weak, but it could not be ignored.

Removing his shocked expression, Ning Fan's eyes sank, urging a trace of reincarnation in his body, and finally extinguished the demon fire.

At this point, the five hideous blood holes in the body began to heal little by little under the black starlight.

"This son was not killed by the candle bow and arrow fire!"

Miaoyan Xianzun's mouth was slightly open, and she couldn't close her mouth in surprise. She never knew which monk Shekong could resist the fire of candle bows and arrows.

If it wasn't that the candle bow only had the bow spirit, even the immortals like her would be invincible against the candle bow and arrow fire...

This time, * Immortal Venerable finally showed a moving color, took one step out of the cave, and stood in the snow.

At this moment, on the altar of true illusion, the ancestor of the poisonous dragon looked at the blood-stained grass man in disbelief, his face extremely ugly.

"Impossible! Even if there are wonderful words to help, it is impossible for this child to be shot and die! Why is he not dead!"

"And there was a hint of sensation from the old man's colorful true magic arrow... At the moment when the arrow fell, one of the colorful arrows was captured by this son! The light of the arrow that even the Xianxian Venerable could not capture, this son He De How can you catch it! Is this a coincidence, or is it that this person predicted the path of the colorful arrow..."

For a long time, the ancestor of the poisonous dragon has always looked down on Ning Fan, after all, there was a huge gap in cultivation between the two.

But at this moment, the contempt gradually faded away, replaced by a more paranoid killing intent!

"I don't believe this old man, if the seven arrows are fired together, this son will not die!"

"Seven truths and seven illusions...the candle is extinguished!"

The phantom of the candle flame was extinguished at this moment, and there was a silence-like death energy!

At this moment, the seven pages of jade albums were all turned into colorful arrows, and were shot out by the ancestors of the poison dragon.

Seven arrows shot out, white snow over the barbarian domain. All turned into black snow.

An unprecedented sense of crisis rose in Ning Fan's heart, this time. He didn't even see the appearance of the space crack, and he was directly passed through by seven arrows!

It was the feeling of being shot through first. I just saw the scene where the space splits and the arrow shoots out!

The seven blood holes on the body, the blood flowing out, is all black!

The raging black arrows spread in Ning Fan's body, frantically depriving Ning Fan of all vitality, Ning Fan's face began to grow old, his skin began to wrinkle, and there was a constant stream of death from his body.

Seven arrows are fired in unison, and there is no arrow damage that often occurs. But it left a deadly death energy in Ning Fan's body!

The power of reincarnation in the death air is several times stronger than the power of reincarnation in Ning Fan's body, beyond the scope that Ning Fan can resist!

"This son, should die under the seven arrows of death..." *Xianzun said to himself, his tone was firm.

But in the next moment, *Xianzun's eyes widened suddenly, and he took a breath of cold air.

The black snowstorm covering the entire barbarian domain, at this moment, the snow shadow collapses!

On the wasteland of bones, Ning Fan gave up his plan to use the power of reincarnation to resist the death energy of reincarnation. A trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes, and a sizzling aurora burst out from all over his body.

The power of reincarnation in the body is not enough to resist the death energy of this reincarnation, so Ning Fan uses the same level of power of robbery. Fight the cycle!

Relying on the power of robbing blood in his body, Ning Fan directly swallowed the Death Qi of Samsara into his bloodline and refined it.

At the moment when the death energy dissipated, Ning Fan's appearance returned to normal, the seven arrow wounds healed under the black starlight, and the black snow that filled the sky collapsed at this moment!

"Seven arrows out, so what!"

Ning Fan clicked his fingers, and immediately seven black and red flashes of aurora appeared through his fingers. It landed on the seven arrow shadows that were about to withdraw.

Prediction, prediction again!

Arrow Shadows cannot be damaged by casual attacks. But after being hit by the lightning, a small crack immediately appeared.

When the seven arrows returned to the hands of the ancestors of the poisonous dragon. There was a hint of horror in the eyes of the ancestors of the poison dragon!

Ning Fan kept predicting the return path of the Seven Arrows, and used a savage flash that was more pure than the savage beast, causing injuries to the Seven Arrows!

"How is that possible! Seven arrows came out together, but he didn't kill this son, but was wounded by this son!"

"Could it be that with the magical powers of the Seven Arrows Book, I can't kill this son! This old man doesn't believe it!"

The ancestors of the poison dragon were shocked, and there was a momentary loss of consciousness.

In the next moment, hesitation appeared in his eyes, as if something was difficult to decide.

After a few breaths, he sneered fiercely!

"I didn't expect that there would be She Kong who could compete head-on against the Seven Arrows Book... Since I can't kill you, this old man will kill your relatives. No matter what, we must eliminate this hatred in my heart!"

"Ask Zu Gong to help me!"

The ancestor of the poisonous dragon sacrificed the longbow with dragon horns, and in the colorful light, the longbow turned into the appearance of an old man with a hunchback.

"Junior, are you sure you want to use this method to deal with a human race ant?"

"Junior is confirmed! Ancestor Gong please take action!" The ancestor of the poisonous dragon revealed his murderous intent.

"That's all... In that case, the old man will help you! Swallow!"

The hunchbacked old man suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed, directly swallowing the seven colorful real magic arrows into his belly.

He raised his big hand and grabbed it towards the Ancestral Soul Pond under the altar. He actually took out all the billions of remnant souls in the Ancestral Soul Pond and integrated it into his body.

In the next moment, the hunchbacked old man shook his body, turned into a colorful aurora, and shot down at the grass man.

The colorful aurora, once shot into the grass figurine, immediately ripped apart the space and appeared over the wasteland of bones.

The blood that Ning Fan spilled on the ground was taken away by the colorful aurora.

The colorful aurora manifested and turned into a long bow with dragon horns. Above the silver string, there were seven shadows of arrows facing the direction of the void.

Not targeting Ning Fan, but targeting Ning Fan's closest relatives!

The book of seven arrows can kill people across ten thousand domains. This bow has already taken Ning Fan's blood. With one induction, the seven arrows can be shot in a row, which is enough to kill seven close relatives who are closest to Ning Fan!

This ability cannot be used by the ancestors of the poisonous dragon, and can only be used by the ancestor bow and bow spirit.

The green light in Ning Fan's eyes flashed, and he was slightly surprised. Surprisingly, the direction of the seven arrows' attack was not towards him.

The next moment, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly filled with unimaginable anger!

After taking away a trace of his blood, there was a trace of the realm of rain on the cluster of seven arrows.

Ning Fan suddenly felt a sense of trepidation... These seven arrows did not intend to attack him, but to attack his closest relative in the rain world, Hongyan!

There was even a humanized sneer from the Longjiao Longbow, and that laughter was slightly surprised.

"Haha. As soon as this arrow is released, the relatives of this younger generation will surely die... I just don't know, which day in four days the relatives of this younger generation will be..."

There was a sneer from the dragon horn longbow. Naturally, it didn't know that the arrow was pointing in a direction other than four days. but the lower bound.

It's a pity that it didn't have a chance to shoot arrows, because a desperate figure had blocked in front of the seven arrows, his eyes were as mad as a demon, and his killing intent was like nine secluded ice.

"If you dare to shoot this arrow, I will let the entire True Dragon Clan be buried with me!"

At the moment when the sound fell, the space around the Longjiao Longbow suddenly seemed to freeze, and it was frozen for life!

Countless black lines. Shooting from the void, all of them are condensed by the power of the void, and the longbow is tightly bound!

This is Ning Fan's technique of stabilizing the sky after comprehending the secrets of the word of might and the word of power, and he did everything in order to shoot the seven arrows!

In the next instant, Ning Fan mobilized the power of lightning, turned it into a giant black and red claw, and grabbed it on the longbow, almost splitting the longbow into two pieces!

Longjiao Longbow screamed and was shocked. Trying to break free from the control of the black line of the void and the giant black and red claws, but found that there is no way to break free.

Once trapped in the longbow, she was under the urging of the potential character secret. Turned into an enchantment, directly imprisoning the longbow and seven arrows!

The one who imprisoned the longbow, not only has the power of brute force, but also has an unimaginable terrifying demon power, such as burning obsession!

"How is it possible! This bow spirit took the shot personally, even an immortal emperor would never stop me from shooting an arrow. Why can this child stop me! Wait, this is the pressure of ancestor blood! This child has ancestor-level demon blood in his body. .And actually ignited this blood! Is he crazy! He actually ignited the blood of the ancestors!"

On the altar of real illusion, the eyes of the ancestor of the poison dragon were wide open. Too shocked to be able to speak!

Even if it is a wonderful word, * two Immortal Venerable. He certainly didn't understand why Ning Fan was able to capture the Ancestral Bow and Bow Spirit head-on.

But the ancestor of the poisonous dragon saw the clue!

"The technique of setting the sky! Fuli Ancestral Blood! This son has become the strongest secret technique of the Eastern Demon Ancestor! Moreover, this son is actually a Fuli Demon Ancestor with Ancestral Blood! In order to stop the Ancestral Bow from opening Bow, the ancestral blood that was actually ignited, performed the technique of setting the sky! Madman, this person is a lunatic!"

The ancestors of the poisonous dragon could not imagine why there are ancestor blood demon cultivators like Ning Fan in the four-day camp, and they also belong to the taboo Fuli clan!

He couldn't even imagine that Ning Fan would be so crazy that he would not hesitate to give up a drop of ancestral blood to stop the ancestral bow!

Ancestral blood... Ancestor Dulong is one of the demon ancestors of the real dragon family. His demon blood level is the ancestor blood level, but he only has a drop of ancestor blood.

If it was him, he would definitely be reluctant to burn the blood of his ancestors, but Ning Fan was willing...because Ning Fan is already crazy!

Over the wasteland of bones, Ning Fan's eyes erupted with shocking murderous intent, directly igniting a drop of Fuli Ancestor's blood and burning it out!

With his cultivation level, it was not enough to fix the ancestral bow. Forcibly fixing the ancestral bow, the backlash was also extremely terrifying, directly causing him serious injury.

But seeing Zu Gong actually trying to hurt his close relatives in the rain world, Ning Fan did not hesitate, gave up a drop of Fuli Zu's blood, and performed a sky-fixing technique that exceeded his limit!

These seven arrows, he will not allow the ancestor bow to shoot, absolutely will not allow it!

Ning Fan can tolerate Du Longzi using the Seven Arrows Book against him, after all, since he is an enemy, he should do everything he can.

But Du Longzi shouldn't be absolutely wrong, he shouldn't hit Ning Fan's close relatives.

Everyone has an inviolable forbidden area... Poison Dragon Son offended Ning Fan's Ni scale!

If you burn blood, you must make Dulongzi pay the price!

"With my order to help the demon ancestor, the demon arrow, crack!"

Ning Fan uttered the word, and a giant shadow of a black butterfly appeared immediately between the heavens and the earth.

Once the pressure was dissipated, it immediately cracked the layer of monster defense on the surface of the Seven Arrows!

"collapse!"

The power of robbing blood in the body was urged to the extreme, and the savage aurora pierced the seven arrows, rushed into the interior of the arrows, and exploded from the inside out, causing the seven colorful arrows in the suppressed state to collapse one after another!

The seven arrows collapsed, and immediately seven arrows shattered. They wanted to escape, but Ning Fan sneered and swallowed them.

"The colorful arrow spirit, it's an unexpected harvest... Wait, you can't escape!"

What Ning Fan swallowed was actually a colorful arrow spirit in the light of seven arrows.

With the power of Ning Fan's Jie Nian, he directly wiped the arrow's spirit and wisdom!

Ordinary supernatural powers can't do this, but the power of robbery can do it!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At the moment when the seven arrows were wiped out, the ancestor of the poisonous dragon seemed to be hit by an invisible giant fist, and he retreated on the altar of real illusion, but he was actually attacked!

"The Seven Truths and Seven Illusions Arrows have been destroyed! This old man's Seven Truths and Seven Illusions Arrows have been destroyed by an ant! The old man's seven-colored arrow spirit has been snatched by an ant!"

The angry roar of the ancestor of the poison dragon spread throughout the entire Muxue Barbarian Realm, and the anger was splitting.

He never thought that the Seven Truths and Seven Illusions Arrows would be destroyed by Ning Fan, even the Eternal Immortal Venerable should not have the ability to destroy the arrows!

Son, why!

Where does his brute power come from? He is not a savage beast at all, and even if he is a savage beast, he should not have such a pure brute power!

At this moment, when Longjiao Zu Gong faced a junior for the first time in his life, he felt fearful.

At this moment, it was trapped by the flashy enchantment. After trying several times, it was unable to escape! Forcibly break through the barrier, and you will be killed by the flash barrier!

"Human ants! You are so courageous! It's enough to destroy the Seven Arrows Book, and you dare to set up a barrier to trap this old man. You know who the old man is! If you dare to touch the old man's hair, you will be waiting for you. It's the anger of the entire True Dragon Clan! Quickly let the old man go, otherwise..."

"Noisy!"

A cold light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, and when he grabbed his five fingers, the Barbarian Barrier immediately closed and turned into black and red runes, which were engraved on the ancestral bow.

Immediately, Zu Gong let out a scream like slaughtering a pig. Gradually, it was sealed by the flash rune, and he could no longer make a sound!

Once again, he used his demon spirit power to plant a ban on the ancestral bow. Ning Fan raised his hand and directly put the completely sealed ancestral bow into the storage bag!

The spirit of the ancestral bow was directly sealed and taken away by him!

Casting the sky-fixing technique, setting up a barrier with savage flash, destroying the seven real and seven imaginary arrows, and sealing the ancestral bow, a series of actions can be completed in just a few breaths!

Ning Fan's eyes were coldly looking towards the direction of the north. With the power of his ancestor's blood, he seemed to penetrate everything and directly saw the Poison Dragon Ancestor on the True Illusion Altar!

"Poison Dragon Son! Today's revenge, I, write it down!"

"In the coming day, it will be reported!"

A mighty power of helping the ancestral demon spread violently in the seven regions of the demon clan. Countless seven-region demon cultivators with poor cultivation were directly subdued to the ground by this coercion, unable to move, and their eyes were terrified!

This voice constantly reverberated in the ears of Poison Dragon Old Ancestor, forming a series of demonic storms that exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness. In terms of the power of demon blood alone, Ning Fan is far above the ancestor of the poison dragon! The latter only has one drop of True Dragon Ancestral Blood, and the amount of Ning Fan's Demon Blood Ancestral Blood, even if one drop is destroyed, there are still three drops!

The ancestor of the poisonous dragon, who had already been attacked, was suddenly attacked by the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and immediately coughed up blood and retreated, his eyes were horrified.

He can feel that Ning Fan's cultivation base is not high, he is only a junior, but with the madness of burning the blood of the ancestors, with the demon power of the remaining blood of the ancestors, he actually hurt himself across the world with a roar!

"After burning a drop of ancestral blood, there are actually three drops of ancestral blood in this person! How is it possible! The Fuli clan, who has been exterminated for a long time, still has such a terrifying demon ancestor left behind!"

A cold air suddenly rushed to the heavenly spirit from under his feet, causing the ancestors of the poisonous dragon who had cultivated to the Immortal Venerable realm to tremble.

Today's one-shot revenge, Ning Fan wrote it down!

Tomorrow, must report!

I don't know if it's because of the madness of Ning Fan's blood-burning rage, or because of the potential of Ning Fan's demon blood, or because of Ning Fan's madness in destroying the Seven Arrows and taking the ancestral bow...

The ancestor of the poisonous dragon forcibly stabilized his mind, his eyes were full of murderous intentions, and his body flickered, he actually ignored the injury and went straight to the direction of Gou Chen Manyu!

The ancestral bow and arrow spirit must be recaptured, Ning Fan must be killed, and the hidden dangers of the future must be strangled in the cradle... at all costs!

"Be sure to kill this son!" (To be continued) R752

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