Grasping Evil

Blood sacrifice is wild!

These simple four words contain the madness of the barbarian ancestors who would spare no effort to become the Great Blue Tribulation Spirit!

The two heads of the barbarian ancestors, one with white teeth, smiling coldly and penetratingly, with a scarlet roaring light in his eyes; the other head looks sad and painful, wants to speak, but is unable to speak... .

Photographed in the majesty of the barbarian ancestors, all the envoys of Fan Jiajie lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe.

The former barbarian ancestor had a great ideal, and that ideal was to protect the wild creatures from alien invasion by his existence.

However, since the practice of robbery, the barbarian ancestor's temperament has become more and more cold and ruthless.

Now, in order to cultivate a real robbery and become a Taicang robbery spirit, he even sacrifices blood to the entire wilderness...

"Barbarian ancestor, changed..." The Fan family cultivator sighed, but no one dared to disobey the barbarian ancestor's order.

The barbarian butterfly incarnated by Ning Fan stared solemnly at the barbarian ancestor below.

Ning Fan is not the only savage butterfly here, but he is the only savage butterfly with spiritual wisdom, and the rest of the savage butterflies have empty eyes.

With Ning Fan's eyesight, it is natural to see that there are two wills in the ancestors' body, vying for the control of the body.

One is the consciousness of the ancestors themselves, and the other is the consciousness controlled by Jie Nian.

The one who wants blood sacrifice to the wild is the consciousness controlled by Jie Nian. As for the consciousness of the ancestors themselves, they are no longer able to resist the erosion of Jie Nian, unable to control their bodies, they can only watch Jie Nian control themselves, step by step, blood sacrifice to the wild...

"Is this the power of Jie Nian... Even a barbarian with a quasi-sage cultivation base, once controlled by Jie Nian, he can only become a marionette..."

"...That's..." Ning Fan's eyes narrowed and he looked down.

The Fan family was located in a wild valley covered by wind and sand, and he followed the order of the ancestors. All the cultivators of the Fan family took out the array flags, arranged them all over the valley, and shook the array flags.

In the rumbling sound. The ground in the valley cracked into countless ravines, which were pinched with the hands of the barbarian ancestors. Immediately the ravines began to move, connecting with each other, forming a huge rift.

At the same time, an ancient barbarian statue as huge as a mountain rose from the crack in the ground.

Afterwards, five more ancient barbarian statues rose to the ground from the crack.

The six ancient barbarian statues are all beast statues, and the carved barbarian beasts have strange shapes and evil breaths. Ning Fan had never felt it before.

Obviously only six lifeless ancient barbarian statues, but a powerful heartbeat can be heard faintly...

"The sixth generation barbarian ancestor is above, the seventh generation barbarian ancestor Fan Mokong, I implore the ancestors to manifest and unblock the ancient anti-dust formation!"

The barbarian ancestor clasped his fists with both hands, bowed to the six ancient barbarian statues, and then took out tens of thousands of rebel infants and sacrificed them to the six ancient barbarian statues.

In an instant, the six ancient man statues turned on the spot, making a clicking sound.

"The ancient image is turned. The dust formation is opened, and all spirits are imprisoned!"

Barbarian Ancestor's voice just fell, the whole barren sky. It shattered like a mirror, and from the shattered place, black and red filthy clouds of robbery continued to pour out, and thunder roared incessantly.

It seems that there is a will to devour everything, covering the entire wilderness, the earth is constantly torn, the aurora flickers in the cracks, and they are linked together into a peerless array.

The array was so large that it almost covered the entire wilderness. and divided the wilderness into forty or two formations,

Chaos.

As the array of light spreads across the wild land. The savage land immediately shattered, completely turning into forty-two savage domains.

Countless creatures screamed and wailed. fell to the ground. Whether it is a barbarian or a barbarian beast, as long as the cultivation base is in the first step, it is impossible to resist the power of the array of light, and the body immediately begins to dissolve into blood and water when it is caged by the array of light. That bloody water, little by little, seeped into the array of light, turning it into the energy that started the big array.

In this era, barbarians are not absolutely without cultivation, and there are many barbarians with cultivation like the cultivator of the Fan family.

Those barbarians and beasts who had reached the second stage of cultivation flew into the sky in horror, not understanding what happened.

The savage butterflies beside Ning Fan did not have any cultivation bases. As soon as the light burst, the butterfly body exploded into a blood mist, and the blood mist was also integrated into the light.

With Ning Fan's supernatural powers, he would naturally not be exploded by the burst of light, but his eyes were also shocked.

With his eyesight, coupled with his understanding of the secret of potential characters, it is natural to see that this large formation covering the entire wilderness is extremely terrifying.

The six statues of ancient barbarians are the key to activating this great formation, and the tens of thousands of rebel infants serving as sacrifices are also the key to starting the great formation.

More and more blood water merged into the array of light, and gradually, the sky tore apart countless blood-colored cracks and began to rain blood.

The mountains began to collapse, the rivers began to rise, and the blood-colored flood began to submerge the entire wilderness.

The whole wilderness seems to have turned into a blood sea world, as if the end is coming!

I don't know how many creatures have fallen into the slaughter of the great formation!

Even though he knew that this place was an illusion and that it was a reenactment of the ancient times, Ning Fan was still shocked.

Even though he has been killing for a long time, he has never seen such a crazy blood sacrifice... This killing is too heavy!

"Second turn of the ancient image, the dust formation is reversed, the blood swallows the immortal repair!"

The barbarian ancestor once again offered sacrifices to the six barbarian statues and tens of thousands of rebel infants, and the six barbarian statues turned again with the sound of clicking.

Immediately after submerging the barren sea of ​​blood, boundless suction emanated. Any savage cultivator and beast whose cultivation level was lower than the realm of crossing the real world were all sucked into the sea of ​​blood, screaming incessantly.

When the suction force rolled towards Ning Fan, Ning Fan just swayed, but did not fall into the sky, falling into the sea of ​​blood.

Although he is not a transcendence, but his strength is far above the ordinary transcendence, naturally it is impossible to be caught by the suction.

"Huh? This wild butterfly obviously didn't cross the truth, but it can block the blood swallowing power of the second rank of the ancient image..."

The sky behind Ning Fan suddenly tore a crack, and a group of monks in black monk robes emerged from it.

Ning Fan was startled, and suddenly there was a sense of crisis behind him. As soon as he turned his head, there was already a huge palm print of Jie Nian that covered the sky. The palm was slammed down, and the huge force added to his body, which immediately caused his entire body to lose balance and face downward. The sea of ​​blood falls!

The strength of the palm print has clearly reached the power of the eternal strike!

That palm print did not intend to kill Ning Fan, it just shot Ning Fan into the sea of ​​blood below!

At the moment of falling into the sea of ​​blood, Ning Fan clearly saw that the one who shot himself into the sea of ​​blood was a group of three-eyed black monks, each of which was inside the body. There is a vast blood robbery atmosphere, and there is a strength comparable to the ancient monks!

These black monks are all Tai Cang Jie Ling!

"Hey! It's actually the spirit of robbery from the upper realm!" Countless cultivators of the Fan family exclaimed.

"Upper realm robbery monk... You come to my wild. What's the matter!" Barbarian ancestor asked in a deep voice.

The barbarian ancestor's words were only exchanged for the sneer of those three-eyed black monks.

"What's the matter... Hehe. The reason is to prevent you from becoming a robbery spirit of the Taicang. If the ancient image turns three times, then you will be born against the infant... A savage slave clan in the mere vain attempts to become a robbery spirit of the upper realm. Delusional... This ancient anti-dust formation is a gift from the robber to the first generation of barbarian ancestors. Before you, there were six generations of barbarian ancestors. I tried to cultivate a body of robbery spirit with this formation, but unfortunately, without exception, all failed and died. In the great formation, turned into a pretty image, you are the seventh person and the last person."

"Wild Wilderness is only a place where the robbers keep free-range infants. The rebel infants raised by the slaves are all owned by the robbers, and they are not eligible for their own use!"

"The quality of the rebel infants produced by the wild is too low. The robber no longer needs the wild and the Fan family!"

"Seventh generation barbarian ancestor, Fan Mokong. You can die!"

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What happened at the end of the sea of ​​blood, Ning Fan did not know.

The moment he sank into the sea of ​​blood, the words he heard were the words of the group of three-eyed black monks who wanted to kill the barbarian ancestors.

If this place is not an illusion and is swallowed by this sea of ​​blood, Ning Fan will definitely die.

Fortunately, this place is only an illusion. Even if he sinks into the sea of ​​blood, Ning Fan is only in severe pain. Butterfly body did not collapse.

Just wanting to struggle and fly out of the sea of ​​blood is not that easy. Once sank into the sea of ​​blood, Ning Fan actually lost control over his body.

That feeling. It was as if Jie Nian entered the body and could not control the body.

This sea of ​​blood is transformed by the blood of countless barbaric souls, and it contains the negative emotions left by countless souls before they die.

Outside the sea of ​​blood, there seems to be an earth-shattering war, perhaps a fight between the barbarian ancestors and those black monks.

As the days passed, the fluctuations in the fighting technique gradually subsided, and it was unknown who would win and who would lose between the black monks and the barbarian ancestors.

Two days passed, and countless mourning began to be heard in the sky above the wilderness.

Three days have passed, and the wilderness has fallen back into a dead silence...

January, February, March...

One year, two years, three years...

A hundred years, a thousand years, a thousand years...

Ning Fan was trapped in the sea of ​​blood, unable to move or escape, and had to endure the torment brought by the sea of ​​blood every day.

Trapped in the sea of ​​​​blood, the only thing Ning Fan can do is to study the great formation under the sea of ​​​​blood - the ancient anti-dust formation with the help of Shi Zishu, so as to improve the formation.

It took a million years for the sea of ​​blood to evaporate, and Ning Fan finally escaped from the sea of ​​blood.

After millions of years of hard work, Ning Fan's will has become more tenacious.

For millions of years, Ning Fan has only done one thing, and that is to study the ancient anti-dust formation given to the wild by the Lord of Tribulation.

That big array diagram is too advanced, even after studying for a million years, even if Ning Fan understood the secret of power, he only understood a little bit of it.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to read the fur...

A million years later, Ning Fan broke free from the shackles of the sea of ​​​​blood and returned to the wild. Only then did he discover that the original six ancient statues had all been broken.

Among the fragments of the ancient barbarian statues, there is a new two-headed barbarian statue with countless cracks. The appearance of the extra ancient barbarian statues is very similar to that of the seven generations of barbarians.

Millions of years have passed, the Forty-two Wilderness Regions have been finalized, and the original black monks have all disappeared.

In today's savage wilderness, there is no more Fan family, no more savage monks, there are only a few poor savages, all of them have no cultivation.

Some are just barbarian beasts formed by barbarians. The barbarian creatures such as barbarian cattle and barbarian fish can no longer be found, and they are already extinct...

"Millions of years ago, on the day I was photographed in a sea of ​​blood, what happened to the Wilderness..."

"Because of the events of that day, will the Wilderness be divided into forty-two regions? Will the ancestors and the Fan family disappear from the Wilderness..."

"This kind of wilderness, maybe in millions of years, will become the battlefield of the war between gods and demons..."

"I built a bridge, and with the help of the magical power of the True Illusion River, I entered the ancient wild fantasy three times... If it wasn't for this, it would be absolutely impossible to know these ancient secrets..."

Ning Fan looked up at the sky. Above the sky, there was a faint layer of purple-gold clouds, which contained the will of the Immortal Emperor Zidou.

Exit from fantasy. Right in this purple golden cloud!

Ning Fan spread his wings and flew towards the purple golden cloud, which was just approaching. Yunxia immediately disappeared and appeared outside several savage domains.

Chasing a trace of Yunxia's breath. Ning Fan flew over several savage territories and found Zijin Yunxia again.

Before flying close to Yunxia, ​​that Yunxia disappeared again and disappeared...

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, unblocking the power of Yu Yin and Yang, urging the sky-peeping rain technique to the extreme, and his spiritual sense locked on Yunxia.

His savage butterfly body rolled up golden light. Impressively displayed the technique of vertical golden light, and went straight to Yunxia.

His escape was not slow, but Yunxia moved faster.

No matter how Ning Fan chased after him, he could never get close to Yunxia.

If you can't get close to Yunxia, ​​you can't use the exit in Yunxia to escape from the illusion.

"In that cloudy sky, there is the will of Immortal Emperor Zidou, and that will is to completely trap me in my mind. Are you not allowed to leave..."

"That will doesn't allow me to create a bridge, that will. I don't allow me to cross the truth..."

"That will is not aimed at me alone, it is aimed at thousands of cultivators!"

"The exit is clearly in the clouds, but that Yunxia deliberately hides from me, how fast I chase it, how fast it hides, if I just chase it all the way, I'm afraid I will never be able to catch up with that Yunxia!"

Ning Fan's eyes moved slightly, and there was a hint of enlightenment.

The path of self-cultivation. Just blindly cultivate, it is difficult to reach the avenue. Just blindly chasing the road. will always be left behind...

Just chasing, never enough!

"If this illusion has no other exit except Yunxia's exit, then I will create my own exit, what can I do!"

"Will, will... The key to getting out of the illusion lies in the will! I will use my will to tear out an exit from this illusion!"

"I want to leave this illusion, I want to build a bridge, I want to cross the truth!"

Ning Fan stopped chasing Yunxia, ​​his butterfly wings kept stirring, rolling the hunting gang wind, constantly tearing the sky.

In the wind, there is Ning Fan's will to get out of the illusion no matter what!

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years... Ning Fan repeated the act of tearing the sky, his obsession, his will, merged into the sky, and gradually tore a gap from the sky!

Heaven also has a will to protect, but that will has been torn apart by Ning Fan!

"I see!"

Ning Fan seemed to understand something, he spread his wings, flew out of the illusion, and returned to his mind.

In front of the Zhenhuan River, he opened his eyes again, looking at the river flowing upstream of the Zhenhuan River, his eyes were determined.

The will of the Zhenhuan River was once again disturbed by him. He shot like electricity and stripped away all the remaining Dao illusion in the stone bridge, making Dao Huan completely turned into a real bridge.

However, he has not yet set foot on the bridge, and has not yet begun to cross the truth!

After experiencing the tempering of the three illusions, Ning Fan's understanding of will continued to deepen, and he gradually saw some clues on the river of true illusion.

The bridge he built was not much different from the ordinary real bridge, but there was a huge difference inside.

Among the 108,000 real bridges on the Zhenhuan River, all have the will of the Immortal Sovereign, but the bridge built by Ning Fan lacks that will...

"I haven't integrated my will into the bridge, this bridge is still not a real bridge!"

"In the first fantasy, I turned into a savage cow, walking down the mountain; in the second fantasy, I turned into a savage fish, swallowing the sea and defying my life; in the third fantasy, I turned into a savage butterfly, tearing apart the savage space... The three illusions are all for the purpose of making me understand what the will is..."

"The will of the Immortal Emperor to stay in the Real Illusion River seems to want to prevent future generations from building bridges, but in fact, it is to make future generations realize that the will is important..."

"Zulong Zhuli also tried to build a bridge. In addition to me, there are more than 40,000 ancient and modern people who tried to build a bridge, but they failed without exception."

"I don't believe that those losers can't break through the illusion, can't interrupt the will of the real fantasy river... I would rather believe that they can't integrate their own will into the real bridge! This may be the reason why they failed to build the bridge! "

Ning Fan walked into the holding bridge step by step, pressing his palm on the bluestone pier at the head of the bridge, his eyes suddenly became crazy like a demon.

"By my Ning Fan's order, this bridge will be the real bridge from today on!"

There was no unnecessary action, but immediately there was a will as strong as a mountain, as deep as the sea, and as broad as the sky, blessing on the real bridge.

That is Ning Fan's will to create the bridge no matter what, with this will, the bridge can be regarded as the real bridge!

"This son actually built a real bridge!" The river demon was shocked and hard to understand.

Just as Ning Fan expected. Throughout the ages, those who failed to build bridges were mostly defeated by will.

Ferry really. It is not for the monks to find the truth, but for the monks to hone their will.

If the will is higher than the sky. If you want this day to be true, it will be true, if you let it be false, it will be false, and the true and false are only in one thought!

Pursuing the truth is meaningless, it is just a pursuit, and the real answer will never be obtained. Just like the meaningless act of chasing Yunxia...

It is a pity that few monks in later generations have cultivated their will, and most of them are blindly pursuing the inscrutable truth.

"I want it, Du Zhen!"

Ning Fan stepped on the real bridge one step at a time, and he could clearly feel that the will of the entire True Illusion River was pressing down on him, making him unable to move even an inch!

Ning Fan gritted his teeth and opened his eyes wide. The blue veins on his forehead were exposed, and under the pressure of that will, it was difficult for even the blood to flow.

his body. Under that strong will, there is no resistance.

But his mind will never be subdued by that will!

"I want it, Du Zhen!"

Crossing the truth has become the obsession in Ning Fan's heart!

No matter how strong the obsession is, how strong is the will, Ning Fan's face gradually paled, and his body was soaked with sweat, but he took the second step with difficulty. Step 3, Step 4...

Every step forward. His aura will be stronger by one point, and his cultivation base will be improved by one point!

Every step forward. His will will be stronger!

When the last step, stepping on the north bank of the True Illusion River, a turbulent aura immediately spread from Ning Fan, causing the raging waves of the True Illusion River to slam on the shore!

At this moment, Ning Fan successfully crossed the bridge, and his cultivation broke through the initial stage of crossing the bridge!

At this moment, Ning Fan is no longer a life immortal, but a true immortal!

It's just a breakthrough from the peak of the ghost mystery to the early stage of the transition, but it is already qualitatively different. Ning Fan could feel that after crossing the truth successfully, his mana was five times as much as before!

Ning Fan's mana in the past was comparable to that of the peak monks in the early stage of the real world. Now that the real world has been successfully completed, few people can surpass it when looking at the middle stage of the real world.

"Is this the power of the initial stage of crossing the truth..."

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, he clenched his fists, looked back at Zhiqiao, and smiled with satisfaction.

Stepping on the north bank, Ning Fan continued to look north, there was still a True Illusionary River to the north, which was the second True Illusionary River within the Heavenly Dao.

By crossing this river, you can become a mid-transition cultivator!

Ning Fan's eyes penetrated the second True Illusory River, and on the second True Illusionary River, he easily found Zhidao True Bridge.

After the first bridge was built, all subsequent real rivers had bridges.

"The bridge has been completed. In the future, I will break through to other realms of crossing the real world. I don't need to spend so much trouble. As long as I have enough mana, I can cross the river."

"I have a lot of Dao Fruits in my hands. If I refine all Dao Fruits, the mana will probably be enough to hit the bottleneck in the middle stage of Transcendence... But it will take at least ten years to refine these Dao Fruits..."

"It seems that the only way is to leave the interior of the Heavenly Dao first, swallow the fruit of the Dao, retreat and cultivate, and then hit the bottleneck in the mid-transition..."

Ning Fan shook his head slightly, and bent his fingers a little forward, a dark crack immediately appeared in the air, which was the way to leave the inner heaven.

He was about to leave, but in the first real phantom river, a river demon old man covered with purple scales suddenly flew out, smiling and preventing Ning Fan from leaving.

"You don't have to leave in a hurry, the old man is very pleasing to the eyes of the little friend. I want to give the little friend a gift. I wonder if the little friend would dare to ask for it?"

"Who is Your Excellency?" Ning Fan was not in a hurry to ask what the gift was.

The old river demon was slightly surprised, and then smiled meaningfully,

"The old man is a real phantom river demon, sealed by the order of the Immortal Emperor Zidou, guarding the four real phantom rivers in the fantasy world."

"Real Illusory River Demon? Illusory Dream Realm?" Ning Fan's eyes flickered, but he didn't ask more.

"You don't want to ask what the old man gave you as a gift?" He Yao asked with a smile.

"Junior is even more curious, what does the fantasy world mean in the words of senior." Ning Fan replied expressionlessly.

He has always maintained a three-point vigilance when showing affection to strangers, which is his habit.

With his eyesight, it is natural to see that the old river demon is a strong man comparable to the era of letting go.

Now Ning Fan has successfully crossed the real world, and has cultivated the second yin and yang... After fighting the yin and yang, after crossing the real world, the God of War Art is a natural breakthrough to the fourth change.

At this moment, even if he fought the old river demon head-on, he would not necessarily lose, and he was not afraid that the old river demon would plot against him.

"I can't tell you what the fantasy world is. You need to understand it yourself... You can make the Zhenhuan River flow back several times, and one day, you will understand the meaning of these three words."

The old river demon naturally could see the wariness in Ning Fan's eyes, but he didn't take it seriously.

That orb is the crystallization of the river demon old man's solidification of the will of the river.

He has guarded the True Illusion River for countless years, and before and after, he only condensed such an orb.

"Little friend, there seems to be a lot of Dao Fruit. If the old man uses the willpower in this orb to help you refine Dao Fruit, the speed at which you refine Dao Fruit will increase more than a thousand times..."

"If you can trust the old man, accept the good intentions of the old man, and use the power of the will of this orb to accelerate the refining of Dao Fruit, cross the second river in one fell swoop, and break through the middle stage of crossing the truth. Naturally, if you can't trust the old man, you can leave, old man. It won't stop..."

The old river demon looked at Ning Fan with a smile, quietly waiting for Ning Fan's reply.

Ning Fan looked at the Orb of Will, and his expression became more and more solemn.

With the river demon cultivation base, it took at least hundreds of millions of years of hard work to make the ethereal and invisible power of will crystallize.

This Orb of Will contains a lot of willpower, which is not only enough for Ning Fan to speed up the refining of all the Dao Fruits on his body, but also to refine some Anchen Fruits a little...

Dao fruit is fine, but Anchen fruit is extremely difficult to refine.

Ning Fan's ability to absorb the power of Anchen Fruit is too slow. If there is this Orb of Will to help, I don't know if I can take this opportunity to refine one or two Anchen Fruits...

There are not many opportunities to use the will orb to speed up refining...

"Senior, are you really willing to use the power of this orb to help me refine Dao Fruit?"

"Hehe, the old man is naturally willing to give you the orb, it just depends on whether you dare to accept the old man's kindness. Using this will orb to refine the treasures of heaven and earth is very fast, but the pressure of will is also extremely heavy... You Dare to use this bead?"

"Why don't you dare!"

Ning Fan directly crossed his knees in front of the river demon, and took out several fruits of life immortal from the storage bag.

Once the river demon activates the willpower of the orb, he will start refining the dao fruit.

Ning Fan was not afraid that the river demon would harm him. With his various methods, if he wanted to protect himself, he was not afraid of the river demon at all.

And from the beginning to the end, he did not detect any hostility from this river demon.

Since the river demon took the initiative to show his favor, he also seized this opportunity.

"Are you ready?" The river demon gradually showed a serious look and asked with a solemn gaze.

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