Grasping Evil

Immortal Concubine Moon Burial is already a body of a remnant god. If she forcibly uses the golden light-level supernatural power, it will definitely cause serious backlash.

She was unwilling to demonstrate this technique to Ning Fan, but she was a royal family robbing slave, and she was already a slave of Ning Fan's robbery, and her body completely surrendered to all Ning Fan's orders, and was not under her control.

She stepped on the golden light, and the golden light flowed away like flowing water, and every step would increase the load on her broken body.

Every step has an indescribable mystery, as if the whole world turned into flowing water and passed away from her feet.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The golden light under her feet became more and more prosperous, but her pretty face became more and more pale, and she had pierced Ning Fan's villain a thousand times in her heart.

Eight steps, nine steps, ten steps...

She almost turned into a golden rainbow,

After breaking through the air, the load on the body is getting heavier and heavier.

"Damn it! This robbery is too powerful, and it completely controls the body of this palace!"

"I can't stop! I can't stop this technique! I can't resist the little thief's orders!"

"A few more steps, and Ben Gong will be seriously injured!"

Immortal Concubine Burying Moon bites her silver teeth and is ready to backlash against her serious injuries.

But just before the backlash was about to come, her cold wrist suddenly became hot, but was grasped by a warm hand.

With this grip, her forward momentum finally stopped, she stopped, and her body temporarily regained control.

At the same time, Ning Fan's joking words entered his ears.

"Your body is indeed more honest than your mouth..."

Being touched by Ning Fan, Immortal Concubine Burying Moon wanted to get angry, but because of the ban, she couldn't feel any anger in her heart.

The words Ning Fan said were too ambiguous, and they were clearly teasing words. In the past, any man who dared to molest her Immortal Concubine Moon Burial would definitely be slaughtered to the point where no bones were left.

But due to robbery. Even if she was molested by Ning Fan, she couldn't act rashly.

Nima! The dignified Immortal Emperor Nine Tribulations was molested, but he was still unable to get angry. Nothing could make Immortal Concubine Moon Burial feel more aggrieved than this.

Immortal Concubine Burying Moon sank, and wanted to turn back and give Ning Fan a stern look. Express anger in your heart, but your body does not obey.

She clearly wanted to stare, but her body went against her will, giving Ning Fan a charming wink.

Immortal Concubine Burial Moon: "!!!"

She has lived from ancient times to the present, and for the first time in her life, she winked at a man! the first time!

Ning Fan sighed slightly, he could naturally see that Immortal Concubine Moon Burial's behaviors that were contrary to common sense were all due to the ban.

Jie Nian is indeed a terrifying power. Even a powerhouse like Immortal Concubine Buried Moon, once controlled by Jie Nian, can only become a slave of Jie...

"Forget it, you don't have to demonstrate this technique again, step aside and tell me everything you know about this technique!"

Ning Fan's order made Immortal Concubine Moon Burial slander endlessly.

She was unwilling to tell Ning Fan everything she knew in vain, but she was afraid that Ning Fan would let her demonstrate the golden light on the ground again, after a slight hesitation. As soon as Su's hand struggled, he broke free from Ning Fan's palm, and his soft palm grabbed slightly in front of him. Yuehuasheng in the palm of his hand, slowly condensing into a moon-colored jade slip.

She reluctantly handed the jade slip to Ning Fan, as if she were breaking the bank and eliminating the disaster.

He hummed softly in his heart, thinking that even if Ning Fan obtained this jade slip, it would not be possible to comprehend the essence of the golden light "Nine Passing" in a short period of time.

Ning Fan took the jade slip and glanced at it. At first, his expression was calm, but later. It also gradually moved.

Longitudinal golden light, ancient lost magical powers. Today, within four days, less than ten people can practice this technique.

This technique is in ancient times. Immortal emperors who can cultivate are also one in a hundred. And even if it is completed, this technique still has the ninth realm, and most ancient immortal emperors have stopped at the first realm, unable to understand clearly.

The first prerequisite for cultivating this technique is that one must possess the blood of the gods, demons, and demons.

It is naturally impossible for ordinary monks to have different bloodlines at the same time, so they need to use a fruit called 'the fruit of ancient times' to practice this technique.

This kind of fruit allows the cultivator to have several bloodlines without conflict, so he has the qualification to cultivate vertical golden light.

But even if the fruit of returning to the ancients is taken, the extra blood power of the two races will be extremely weak, and it can only exist as a vassal, which is unbearable.

The fruit of returning to ancient times is only available in the immortal realm in ancient times. Within four days, I am afraid that only the top ten secret clans may have this kind of secret treasure.

Ning Fan couldn't find the fruit of returning to the ancient times, but he didn't need it either. He has a yin and yang lock, and has a yin and yang transformation. He can accommodate different bloodlines. When cultivating this technique, he naturally has a unique advantage over other fruit cultivators.

The second prerequisite for cultivating this technique is to have an understanding that is beyond the reach of ordinary people. This is even less of a problem for Ning Fan, who has opened the second gate of Heaven and Man.

The only thing that moved Ning Fan was the ninth realm of vertical golden light.

'Nine pass away'!

From the first death to the ninth death, there are a total of nine realms, and there is no special way to cultivate, but it is a realization that cannot be passed on orally.

When Immortal Concubine Bury Moon was at its peak, she had to practice hard for millions of years, and her practice was like the first realm of death in the ninth death.

And Ning Fan, strictly speaking, is only a golden light entry, and has not really completed the first death.

But how savvy Ning Fan is, he only glanced at it, but he already saw that that missing word should be the whole key to the golden light.

Immortal Concubine Burying Moon appeared again and again with her feet on golden light and flowing water. Ning Fan seemed to be about to grab something, but he couldn't understand it.

"Sure enough, it's not a supernatural power that can be easily cultivated... The golden light in the ground... travels like nine passing..."

Ning Fan's fingers changed, and the golden light that enveloped the Broken Continent turned into flowing water little by little. The flowing water has its own shape, but it has no essence, but it has made the flying speed of the Broken Continent increase a lot again.

The Earth Demon and the Iron Raven Daoist stood aside, stunned when they watched the scene of the Broken Continent flying with all their strength.

When the two of them were in their prime, they were Immortal Venerables of the Ages, but even when the two of them were in their prime, there was no such magical power that could make the Broken Continent fly away like an acquired immortal treasure...

The Four-eyed Demon Lord can only be amazed at this. He is the peak of the real world, and his cultivation base is higher than that of Ning Fan, but he feels more and more that he is not as good as Ning Fan.

Fairy Hanwu's beautiful eyes are splendid again and again, that splendid splendor. It also appeared in the eyes of Liu Yan, Zhao Diier and other girls.

The most laughable one counts Xian Lolita, nibbles at Lei Wan heartlessly, and keeps urging Ning Fan. Let him go faster.

In Tianman City, countless mortals were shocked by Ning Fan's supernatural powers. A small number of people fell to the ground to worship, treating Ning Fan like a god.

At the moment when the barbarians bowed down, Ning Fan clearly felt that some power was growing in him.

Very few, but real...

"Is it incense... It's a pity that there are too few..."

Ning Fan flexed his palm, and immediately there was a faint white gas in his palm, and that white gas was the incense produced by the worship of the crowd.

He opened his mouth to swallow a trace of incense, and continued to activate his magical powers. Control the Broken Continent and fly into a certain gate of life, all the way forward!

I went here to see if I could rescue Immortal Venerable Miaoyan.

Miaoyan Xianzun was in the gate of death, and there were 69 gates of life separated from Ning Fan.

Ning Fan galloped all the way, and every time he passed through the gate of life, his expression became heavy.

There are basically broken continents floating on the Shengmen interface he passed by, and on those broken continents, countless mortals died.

This time the barbarian was robbed, I don't know how many barbarians and mortals. Died unintentionally.

Some were sacrificed directly by blood, but more were chased and slaughtered by savage beasts, or shredded directly by the void storm...

"Uncle. What did we barbarians do wrong, why did we suffer this catastrophe..."

"Uncle, Die'er suddenly felt that she was useless..."

Zhao Dier stood on the city wall, looking at the broken continents drifting backwards in the distance, her expression gradually dimmed.

She bit her lip tightly and remained silent, but Ning Fan, relying on the whispering technique, saw the constant self-questioning in her heart.

Many Broken Continents are tragic scenes of corpses lying everywhere. Not being able to see a living person made Zhao Dier's heart feel tight and uncomfortable.

Her dream is to be a great barbarian monk who shelters barbarians. However, when the catastrophe came, she was so weak. Can't protect anyone at all.

Without Ning Fan, maybe even she would have died...

Ning Fan was also silent, not knowing how to comfort Zhao Dier, his eyes suddenly froze.

However, I saw that there was a city on top of a broken continent. In that city, only hundreds of people were still alive, protected by a blood-colored light curtain, struggling to resist the tearing of the void storm.

"That's the magical power of the barbarian monk who gave up his life and used the will of all living beings!" Zhao Dier's heart was tight again.

Although these hundreds of people are still alive, they will still die when the energy of the blood-colored light curtain is exhausted soon.

And the barbarian monk who gave up his life to save them has long since died and will never come back...

"Uncle, can you save them..." Zhao Diier pleaded in a low voice.

"it is good."

Ning Fan didn't say much, just rolled up his sleeve robes, and directly photographed the hundreds of survivors from the sky and collected them into Tianman City.

When the rescued barbarians heard that Ning Fan had rescued them, they immediately bowed their heads to Ning Fan on the city wall, and they were all grateful.

They were grateful for Ning Fan's life-saving grace, and their hearts were sincere.

This pious knock was immediately transformed into incense, and although it was only a trace, it really passed into Ning Fan's hands.

This trace of incense can be subdivided into hundreds of filaments, formed by the worship of hundreds of people. It is extremely weak and useless to Ning Fan.

Among the hundreds of filaments, there was one that was blood red...

That trace of blood-red incense cannot be swallowed by Ning Fan, but the power of incense it contains is a thousand times stronger than that of leisurely incense!

Incense can not only be used for cultivation, but also for the display of magical powers.

This blood-red incense cannot be swallowed, nor can it be used to perform magical powers, but I don't know what it is useful for...

"Huh? It's actually a slaughtering incense..." Immortal Concubine Moon Burying was standing next to Ning Fan, but she caught a glimpse of the blood-red incense in Ning Fan's hand.

She muttered to herself, but did not say a word, but Ning Fan saw this sentence in her heart with whispering skills.

Ning Fan's eyes froze immediately!

This was the first time he had seen Slaughter Incense, but he had heard of this kind of incense before.

When Ning Fan lived in the Hall of Slaughter, he had seen the ancient books that recorded this incense in the Hall of Slaughter.

If it is ordinary incense, it is born out of faith, and this killing incense is born out of hatred.

Slaughtering incense cannot improve the cultivation of cultivators, it has only one purpose, and that is to kill!

Those who kill must be special groups designated by Incense!

Ning Fan held the slaughtering incense in his hand and sensed it a little, identifying whose kowtow produced this wisp of incense.

It was a frail young man, about twenty-three or four years old. Kneeling under the city, only after he was rescued, there were no tears of gratitude in his eyes. Only grief and anger, only blood red. Only hate!

That hatred was not aimed at Ning Fan, but at the person who caused him to fall here!

Ning Fan rolled up his sleeves, rolled the young man directly in front of him, and swept his gaze sharply across the young man.

The young man was naturally terrified, afraid of Ning Fan's supernatural powers, and when he got close to Ning Fan, he didn't dare to look up at Ning Fan at all. Kneeling on the ground, shivering.

"Do you have hatred in your heart?" Ning Fan asked lightly.

"No...no..." The young man said in a frightened manner.

"I want to hear the truth." Ning Fan was still indifferent, but he gave the young man a heavy sense of oppression.

As if Ning Fan wanted to listen to the truth, he had to tell the truth and must not go against it.

The weak and weak youth dared not hide it any longer, and suddenly raised his head, glaring at the sky, revealing his hatred.

He hates this injustice. Hate the calamity of heaven and earth, hate the person who made him fall here!

"Returning to the immortal master, the villain's heart. There is indeed hatred!"

"The villain hates the injustice, and took the lives of my family!"

"My mother is out of 60, and she has been kind to people all her life, but God made her die at the mouth of wild beasts!"

"My son is just three years old, but in front of my eyes, he was torn to pieces by a black gale!"

"The Immortal Master has unparalleled magical powers, I beg the Immortal Master to avenge me, and avenge countless barbarians!"

This is what the weak young man said. Finally, with tears in his eyes, he kowtowed to Ning Fan.

He has hatred in his heart. Hate the blood sacrifice to the barbarian, so it is possible to produce the incense of slaughter.

And this trace of killing incense. It can only be used to kill and blood sacrifice the wild people...

"You, back off."

Ning Fan rolled up his sleeves and sent the young man back to the city, never mentioning the matter of revenge for him.

The people that the youth hated were the two demon clan immortals who sacrificed blood to the wilderness. Ning Fan asked himself that he couldn't avenge him, so he wouldn't accept it indiscriminately.

Opening his mouth to swallow a trace of killing incense, Ning Fan sighed slightly and continued to push the Shattered Continent forward.

Along the way, occasionally encounter some survivors who were sheltered by barbarian monks.

These survivors were either hundreds or thousands. Ning Fan had just crossed the first gate of life, but he saved nearly 10,000 barbarians along the way.

Every time these rescued barbarians bowed to Ning Fan, they would produce incense.

Most of them are incense sticks of faith, but there are also very few, like the weak young people before, they are incense sticks for killing.

The person who produced the incense for slaughter also resented the barbarian sky and the murderer who sacrificed blood to the barbarian.

There are still people begging Ning Fan to take revenge for the barbarians. In the face of these begging people, Ning Fan can only be silent.

The scene in front of him reminded him of Gusu. In that year, he also had blood stained the outer sea for mortals in Gusu!

But now, it is impossible to do this, because the opponent's strength is too strong, and he can't compete.

In the second Shengmen interface, Ning Fan saved 30,000 mortals and gained 42 slaughter incense.

In the third life gate interface, Ning Fan saved 20,000 mortals and gained 29 slaughter incense.

There are also the fourth, fifth, and sixth Shengmen interface...

Whenever the mana was not enough, Ning Fan swallowed the Five Elements Spiritual Artifacts and used the Great Five Elements to replenish his mana.

As time passed, the number of refugees in Tianman City became more and more, almost filling the streets.

Every time a new refugee was rescued by Ning Fan, countless people would bow down and thank Ning Fan for his life-saving grace.

For these mortals, blood sacrifices are useless and doomsday, and Ning Fan is the savior who will bring them out of the apocalypse.

In the past, the barbarians believed in the barbarians and believed that the barbarians would bless the barbarians, but now, with the collapse of the barbarians, that belief also collapsed.

In the hearts of these people, Ning Fan is more worthy of faith and respect than the ancestors!

There are nearly a million barbarians in the city, and there are nearly a thousand slaughter incense in Ning Fan's hands.

It is a pity that these nearly a thousand slaughter incense is only produced by mortals, and the time is short, the power is extremely weak, and it is not very useful at all.

Ning Fan had read some Slaughter Palace books, and remembered that those books mentioned that Slaughter Incense must be used in conjunction with the Item Spirit.

He transmitted a few words to the little sword spirits in the sword bag, and then sent nearly a thousand slaughter incense into the sword bag.

After a while, a small incense sword suddenly flew out of the sword bag, only an inch long.

This sword gathers thousands of slaughter incense, and its power is only enough to kill the monks on the second and third layers of the veins...too weak...

Naturally, the power of this sword would not make Ning Fan take it too seriously, but the aura of this sword. But it made Ning Fan feel a little familiar.

It seems that I have seen a similar incense sword somewhere, and it seems that there is no...

Suddenly, Ning Fan remembered the blood prison in the Slaughter Palace. The sword of the ancient seal that I have seen.

Vaguely, he actually felt the small incense sword in his hand. There are some similarities with the sword of the ancient seal.

"Could it be that that sword of seal was also condensed with slaughter incense?"

Ning Fan secretly guessed in his heart.

If you think about it along this line of thinking, perhaps the word slaughter in the Slaughter Palace has a great relationship with the incense of slaughter...

Ning Fan took a closer look at the incense little sword. Although he despised the power of this little sword, he felt that this sword was quite mysterious to some extent.

If the incense is enough. It is not known that the five sword spirit little girls may be able to condense an incense sword that kills the true immortal.

Ning Fan swallowed the inch-long incense sword in one gulp, activated his supernatural powers, controlled the Broken Continent, and flew into the thirty-fourth birth gate interface.

Along the way, Ning Fan and his entourage did not encounter any monks, except for the surviving mortals, which were sporadic beasts.

However, as soon as he entered the Shengmen interface here, Ning Fan immediately noticed that there were no less than a thousand monks on the Shengmen interface here!

distance. There are more than a thousand monks fleeing in a hurry.

As soon as I saw the amazing flying escape from the Broken Continent here, I immediately flew towards this place. And many sound transmission flying swords flew quickly.

Those sound transmission flying swords are all words for help.

Those people can sense the strong aura of the human race from the golden light flying from the Broken Continent!

"Which senior of the human race is here, please save me and wait!"

Among those more than a thousand cultivators, the one with the highest cultivation level was only a transcendence. Due to the suppression by the power of forbidden immortals, he could only exert his profound strength.

After this group of monks, they chased tens of thousands of wild beasts. Among them, there are two wild beasts in the early stage of Shekong!

In front of those savage beasts, there are four more demon cultivators acting as commanders!

The four demon cultivators. When they saw the momentum of the golden light flying away from the Broken Continent, they were all shocked. I just thought that when I encountered the power of the human race, the speed of the pursuit immediately slowed down, and I wanted to see the situation clearly.

Taking advantage of the slowdown in the pursuit of the savage army, more than a thousand monks came uninvited and landed directly on the Broken Continent.

When they saw that there were more than 4,000 wild beasts crawling on the mainland, the group of cultivators were shocked, but when they saw these wild beasts crawling, and Ning Fan, who was urging the golden light magic power on the city wall, they were relieved and went straight to Tianman City. come.

In their opinion, the reason why these savage beasts are crawling is mostly because they were detained by Ning Fan's great supernatural power, which is not something to be afraid of.

To these uninvited cultivators, Ning Fan's eyes were slightly lowered, but he didn't say much, just let them stay with Tong'er and other cultivators, not to walk around in Tianman City.

But he didn't look at the four demon cultivators and tens of thousands of savage beasts, who controlled the Broken Continent, turned the direction and fled, and had no plans to fight against those people.

He was in a hurry to rescue Immortal Wonderful Words, and he didn't want to waste time here.

The four demon cultivators who control the army of savage beasts, without transitioning to their true cultivation, can only exert their ghostly power at this moment, which is nothing to be afraid of.

But Ning Fan noticed the imprints left by the other demon cultivators on these four demons.

If you want to kill these four demons, other demon cultivators will immediately come to the rescue. He naturally didn't want to be entangled with too many demon cultivators.

Seeing that Ning Fan turned around and fled without fighting, the Four Demons looked down on Ning Fan because of this.

"This person fled without a fight, he is definitely not a human being! There may be other reasons why this Broken Continent escaped so quickly."

"This person, don't be afraid! Kill!"

The four demons directly ordered that tens of thousands of savage beasts flew in formation, blocking Ning Fan's path.

Ning Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He didn't want to waste time with these four demons, but they thought he was weak and easy to bully.

"kill!"

Ning Fan also drank the word "kill", and the four thousand barbarian beasts crawling outside Tianman City immediately rose into the air and attacked the enemy beasts.

On the other hand, Ning Fan himself turned into a red glow, ramming through the densely packed herd of beasts, rushing directly towards one of the four monsters!

"In the middle of the real world? When this person was in full bloom, he just gave up?"

The four monsters sneered slightly, if Ning Fan only had this cultivation level and rushed into the beasts, he was afraid that he would be surrounded and killed by the beasts immediately.

The thousands of monks who had just arrived in Tianman City were also disappointed.

If Ning Fan only had these cultivation bases, he would be hard to beat tens of thousands of savage beasts...

The four demons were hiding behind the savage beast and sneered when they suddenly saw the golden light scattered under Ning Fan's feet like water. Disappeared.

Almost at the same time, the four demons had a flower in front of their eyes, and a red afterimage appeared in each of them!

That red mansions. But it was Ning Fan who appeared in front of the four at a speed that surpassed the eyesight of the four.

At the moment when the red light was approaching. Each of the four demons felt a pain in their dantian, but they were directly pierced by their dantian with their hands, and the demon soul was caught, and the screams were too late!

With the four demon souls captured in his hands, Ning Fan immediately became the sure-kill enemy of tens of thousands of savage beasts!

The four demons have blood bans on their bodies, which is equivalent to the owner of these tens of thousands of savage beasts. When the owner is in distress, these savage beasts naturally want to kill Ning Fan's savior. Immediately flooded.

"If you know the current affairs, you will quickly release the demon soul of this seat! Otherwise, these wild beasts will kill you to avenge this seat!"

Among the four demons, the one headed by the demon summoned his courage and threatened.

His threat fell into Ning Fan's ears, but immediately caused Ning Fan to reveal a sneer with deep demonic nature.

Raising his hand, he drew out the blood ban from the four demons.

Swallowing the ban, Ning Fan gave Ning Fan a cold look. All the tens of thousands of wild beasts who wanted to kill Ning Fan actually shuddered and restrained their killing intent. Crawling on the clouds, like a puppy.

"How... how is it possible!" The four demons were all shocked, and they couldn't think of it. Ning Fan was able to extract the blood ban from their bodies and control the beasts they brought!

The demon cultivator who had threatened Ning Fan before was now trembling with fear.

Without the help of the savage army, they couldn't afford to offend an old monster of Ning Fan's level.

The four demons just wanted to say something to beg for mercy, but before they could say it, they were killed by Ning Fan's soul search and died.

After receiving the storage bag of the Four Demons, Ning Fan's figure swayed and turned into a red glow. Fly back to the city wall.

Behind him, a total of 14,000 wild beasts. It was still fighting before, but now it seems to have turned into a single heart in an instant. Qi Qi flew to the outside of Tianman City, crawling!

At this moment, there were as many as three savage beasts that Ning Fan could control!

"This senior is really just a cultivator of Shekong! He can tame tens of thousands of savage beasts in an instant!"

The expressions of the thousands of monks who were rescued by Ning Fan changed drastically.

Ning Fan ignored these people, just made them meditate on the spot, and then continued to drive the Broken Continent to gallop.

His face was a little heavy. From the memory of the four demons, he learned that one of the four demons was a descendant of a certain demon clan's Shainian.

The monster clan's broken thought is not far from his current position, leading an army of 200,000 savage beasts!

If you are targeted by those people, it will be troublesome. It's just that if those demon cultivators attack, Ning Fan is not afraid.

...

Outside of several interfaces, in a Shengmen interface, there is a huge demon ship floating.

On this demon ship, there are thousands of demon cultivators, and the strongest among them is the middle stage of broken thoughts.

Under the suppression of the Forbidden Immortal's power, this demon can only exert his mid-term cultivation base now.

Around the demon ship, there are a large number of savage beasts dormant, there are as many as 200,000!

"This demon sent thousands of troops to explore the path. The route of the nearby Shengmen interface is basically clear..."

On the bow of the demon ship, an old man with a gray robe and dragon horns was pondering, when his face suddenly changed, revealing murderous intent.

His name is Xin Jia, and he is the elder of the True Dragon Clan.

He has a disciple, and at this moment, he is rightly killing the cultivator in other interfaces.

That disciple's life card, just now, shattered!

"Dare to kill this demon, courting death!"

Xin Jia laughed in anger. He valued the disciple very much, and gave him the Death Chasing Pill refined by himself.

The level of the Death Chasing Pill is not high, but at rank eight, he cannot detect the identity of the murderer.

But he can determine one thing with the Death Chasing Pill! The murderer, intentionally or unintentionally exudes the atmosphere of the human race!

"I only have tens of thousands of savage beasts to follow. That person can kill my disciple. At the moment, he has at least the cultivation base of renunciation. When it is in full bloom, it is mostly a broken thought! It won't be a human race immortal, if it is immortal, eight You can't feel the slightest bit of chasing death pills!"

"The human race is broken, good, good! Killing this person is a great achievement!"

Xin Jia sneered and ordered the demon ship to chase after Ning Fan's interface.

After the demon ship, there was an army of 200,000 murderous beasts! (To be continued)