Grasping Evil

Xin Jia's eyes suddenly changed, and he never imagined that the murderous thing he summoned would make such an excessive request and ask for half of his demon soul.

Without giving Xin Jia a chance to refuse, as soon as the black-robed old man's words fell, he immediately grabbed with his five fingers in the air, and the whole body went backwards.

Xin Jia sucked in the cold air, never expecting that this murderous thing would directly attack him. In an instant, five black mist fingers appeared ten feet in front of him. With another flash, the finger light penetrated directly towards him, and he was already there!

Xin Jia's eyes turned cold, and he would not let his fingers come to him.

He shook the storage bag, and twelve golden dragon teeth flew out of the storage bag immediately, circling and protecting him in front of him.

Those twelve dragon teeth are a set of defensive magic weapons, and their rank has reached the seventh nirvana of the day after tomorrow, which is quite impressive. Once transformed, a dragon head phantom flew out immediately and swallowed the oncoming finger.

However, the magical power of the finger light is too amazing. With only one blow, the phantom of the dragon's head is directly wiped out; if it moves forward, the twelve dragon teeth are directly pressed by the finger light and fly into ashes...

Xin Jia was shocked,

The strangeness of that finger-man's magical power exceeded his expectations. It was too late to try to avoid it, and the five fingers penetrated the demon soul and ripped it apart.

As soon as it was torn off, Xin Jia screamed, half of the demon soul was torn away by the black-robed old man, and the demon blood splashed everywhere.

The black-robed old man took back the torn demon soul and swallowed it. His face immediately turned rosy, and his aura soared again, almost to the point of giving up the air.

In the middle of letting go, it seems to be the limit of the black-robed old man's cultivation.

He no longer devoured demon blood to improve his cultivation, his icy gaze swept across the group of demons above the demon boat, and finally landed on Ning Fan outside the demon boat.

Swept over by the black-robed old man, there were more than 3,000 demon cultivators alive on the entire demon ship. It was all cold and shivering.

This black-robed old man is full of supernatural powers, and is too fierce. So amazing! With a flick of the finger, two thousand demons were deprived of the demon blood; with a wave of hands. It can obliterate the Dao, can smash the Seven Nirvana Houtian Immortal Treasure, and even tear Xinjia's demon soul, making Xinjia powerless to resist...

Ning Fan's eyes were even more solemn. In his opinion, the black-robed old man was much more dangerous than Xin Jia today.

Ning Fan also noticed that when the black-robed old man activated his magical powers, there was a hint of purple light in his eyes...

That fleeting purple glow. Seems a little familiar...

"You, are you going to kill this person?"

The black-robed old man asked Xin Jia coldly, facing Xin Jia, there was an innate coercion of the superior.

"Not bad! You have already swallowed half of this demon's soul, kill this son quickly, otherwise, this demon will not spare you lightly!" Xin Jia replied gloomily.

At this moment, Xin Jia has only the left half of the demon soul left, and the right half of his body has been torn apart by the black-robed old man.

He urges sorcery. The demon soul on the right half was gradually reshaped and grew limbs, but the whole demon soul became illusory and transparent. Depressed breath. Half of its demon soul power was taken away by the black-robed old man and could not be recovered!

Xin Jia looked at the black-robed old man's eyes, extremely cold, but more regretful.

If he had known that he had summoned this ominous beast, he would have lost half of his demon soul. No matter what, he would not have chosen to summon this ominous beast.

It has happened and nothing can be undone. At this moment, Xin Jia only wanted to kill Ning Fan with the power of the murderous thing. Afterwards, slowly settle the old account with this murderous thing!

"Noisy!" The black-robed old man's eyes turned cold. An invisible ancient demon's might, immediately attacked Xin Jia fiercely.

Shocked by that coercion, Xin Jia felt a pain in his chest, took a few steps back, coughed up blood, and looked shocked.

The black-robed old man ignored Xin Jia, his eyes swept over to Ning Fan coldly, slightly confused.

But that confusion soon turned into an indifferent and ruthless killing intent, and said coldly,

"To kill this person, one finger is enough!"

The black-robed old man flickered, merged into the world in one step, and disappeared.

In the next instant, thousands of black mist demon shadows appeared one after another in the void around Ning Fan, each of which had the same appearance as the black-robed old man.

Every demon shadow is like stepping on the way of heaven, with an innate heavenly might! Tens of thousands of demon shadows raised their fingers at the same time and pressed down on Ning Fan, the aura that came out was like the wrath of the sky!

There is no roar, no flow of demonic power, just a mediocre one-touch finger, the only special feature is that there is a purple-black flow of demonic power between the fingers!

Ning Fan's eyes froze immediately, if he was not mistaken, that finger clearly contained the demon power of helping him!

But that finger, not only the power of support, but also the power of savage beasts.

At the fingertips of the black-robed old man, the power of the demon and the power of the savage beasts were perfectly integrated!

Under that power, the Dao rules around Ning Fan's body immediately reversed!

Between the heavens and the earth, the phantoms of countless cultivation stars immediately appeared. Those phantoms of cultivation stars were all rotating against the avenue, half of them were purple-black, and the other half were black and red!

With the phantoms of these cultivation stars retrograde, the Great Dao was completely reversed, and all the creatures in this world, at this moment, felt that their cultivation base was scattered!

That is the real loss of cultivation, and the cultivation of all living beings is madly erased under the fingers of the black-robed old man!

The savage beasts stopped fighting temporarily, panicked, and their breath began to plummet!

The demon cultivators looked at each other in amazement, not understanding why the demon power in their bodies would burn like crazy and disappear!

The higher the cultivation base, the faster the loss will be!

Xin Jia's heart was beating wildly. He had summoned the beast several times, but this was the first time he had seen such a powerful magical power.

Under the finger technique of the black-robed old man, Xin Jia's demonic power burned wildly. With only one breath, he was wiped out by the black-robed old man for 100,000 years of Taoism!

The magical power of the black-robed old man's finger is clearly enough to erase the cultivation of all beings under the broken thoughts!

This is the power that the black-robed old man can only have on the premise that he can only exert his long-term cultivation. If the black-robed old man is stronger, I am afraid that even the cultivation realm of Shattered Thought Realm and Eternal Realm cultivator can be wiped out with one finger!

"Shagu!" The black-robed old man suddenly drank these two words, no one could understand what he said.

Only Ning Fan understood these two words!

He didn't understand it originally, but the moment he heard these two words, within his bloodline, part of the memory inheritance of the Fuli Clan was created out of thin air!

These two words are the demon characters of the Fuli family. Few people in the world can understand.

The bloodline of the demon clan is very mysterious, and can pass on many messages, such as innate supernatural powers. Another example is the local demon.

It was the first time that Ning Fan got out of the bloodline since he obtained the Fuli bloodline. Understand the native language!

The word 'Shagu' that the black-robed old man drank was an opportunity for Ning Fan to realize the Fuli Yaowen!

These two words have only one meaning in the Fuli clan, and that is 'return to the ruins'!

Returning to the ruins means that the Tao will die out, and it means that all the magical powers cultivated will be annihilated in the long river of reincarnation.

This finger of the black-robed old man undoubtedly has the mighty power to make any living beings' cultivation base disappear and return to the ruins and destroy the Dao!

Ning Fan is in the sea of ​​​​knowledge. There are more and more bloodline memories, and gradually, the origin of the black-robed old man's magical powers is actually recognized!

Before ancient times, when the Fuli clan still existed, he was the guardian of the Heavenly Dao, leading all the demons in the world.

The Fuli family was favored by the Immortal Emperor, and was given three great powers of the town clan, one of which was a finger technique called 'Returning to the Ruins'.

This finger was used exclusively for punishment, before ancient times. I don't know how many great emperors of the demon clan were forcibly wiped out their cultivation bases because of committing serious crimes. Those who have committed serious crimes will be directly wiped out, and the Tao will perish!

What the black-robed old man used was clearly the Guixu Finger!

Guixu refers to one of the three supernatural powers of the Fuli clan, and its power is shocking, but even in the Fuli clan, only a few ancestral demons are fortunate enough to cultivate...

The bloodline memory ends here, and Ning Fan's eyes narrow.

The black-robed old man did not look like a stranger, but like a dead thing. Perhaps it is the murderous thing left behind by a demon ancestor of the Fuli clan after his death.

The only thing Ning Fan couldn't figure out was the black-robed old man's body. There is actually a second kind of savage beast power other than Fuli's bloodline... savage beasts seem to have no intersection with the Fuli family...

Can't figure it out. No need to think anymore.

The Guixu Finger can only be used with the blood of the Fuli family. It has great lethality to creatures other than Fuli, but for the demon cultivator of the Fuli family, its power is minimal.

Ning Fan was clearly at the center of the black-robed old man's attack. It stands to reason that his cultivation base should dissipate as quickly as possible.

However, he is the ancestral blood demon cultivator of the Fuli family, and the demon blood in his body flows slowly, which is actually an understatement, and dissolves all the power of this finger!

He is not afraid of the power of the black-robed old man to return to the ruins with one finger!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Four breaths, five breaths, six breaths...

Ten breaths have passed, and Ning Fan's cultivation has not decreased in the slightest, and all living beings here have been weakened to varying degrees.

"Same race..."

In the eyes of the black-robed old man, a look of confusion suddenly appeared.

In his opinion, with Ning Fan's cultivation base, he shouldn't be able to stop this finger.

But the fact is, this finger is not lethal to Ning Fan, the only possibility is that Ning Fan is Fuli himself, and his bloodline level is not low...

If they are separated, they are friends rather than enemies...

The cold light in his eyes diminished again and again, and finally disappeared.

He dissipated his magical powers, and thousands of demon shadows were reunited, and they walked towards Ning Fan step by step, no hostility in their eyes.

"Same race..."

He approached Ning Fan, raised his hand, looked confused, and wanted to touch Ning Fan's body.

But at the moment when the black-robed old man's fingers touched Ning Fan, his body actually ignited without fire, turning into white ashes and dissipating...

Xin Jia and other group of monsters are all shocked!

They didn't understand why Ning Fan could block the magical powers of the black-robed old man without any damage!

They didn't even understand why the black-robed old man named Ni Fan suddenly lost all his hostility towards Ning Fan and withdrew his magical powers!

Xin Jia's heart is especially unbalanced!

In the ten breaths of the black-robed old man activating his magical powers, his cultivation was wiped out for millions of years!

This is because he was affected by the Returning Market Index, and it was only affected!

Ning Fan was at the center of the attack of the Guixu Finger. The cultivation base he received should be more than a hundred times as high as Xinjia's, but in the end, his cultivation base was not damaged at all...

"This son, why are you not afraid of the magical powers of that evil creature!"

This point, Xin Jia can't figure it out anyway.

He also didn't understand why the black-robed old man's fingers would turn into white ash and annihilate when he touched Ning Fan...

The word 'Ni Fan' on the Guankong stone, the light is a little dim, and in the end, there are only shallow bloodstains...

The black-robed old man's eyes became more and more confused, and his entire body had turned into white ashes, only his head remained.

His head, one last glance at Ning Fan, suddenly became clear. This Qingming only lasted for a moment, and the head also turned into fly ash and dissipated.

However, Ning Fan clearly saw it. At the moment before the old man's head completely dissipated, there was a look of enlightenment in his eyes.

finally. He was actually facing Ning Fan, nodding his head and smiling.

he. Understand what...

Why is he smiling...

"Impossible! What kind of magic trick did this son use to directly wipe out that ominous thing! This demon has tried it, and that ominous thing has strange magical powers, and it is impossible to kill it by ordinary means!"

Xin Jia was more and more horrified. When he was in his prime, he attacked the beast with all his magical powers, but failed to kill it. But Ning Fan. But as if he didn't do anything, he killed the monster...

Can't understand, this scene, Xin Jia can't understand!

At this moment, his body has been destroyed, and half of his demon soul has been swallowed by the evil thing.

At this moment, he is increasingly not Ning Fan's opponent, in front of Ning Fan's ten swords. There is almost no resistance!

Ning Fan took away all the distracting thoughts and put aside the weird things about the black-robed old man.

At this moment, he is not in the mood to pay attention to the strange actions of the black-robed old man. He just wants to recapture the Immortal Immortal Essence and bring it back!

With the five fingers pressing forward, Yu and Zhan Shijian immediately rushed out, slashing toward the demon ship again.

Ning Fan swayed, appeared directly on the demon ship, turned into a red glow, followed the sword light, and rushed directly to Xin Jia.

Any demon blocking the road will be beheaded by Ning Fan on the demon ship!

Xin Jia was terrified. At this moment, he is all wounded. Even against the more powerful Duzhen, there is not much chance of winning. Where would it be Ning Fan's opponent!

He regretted it thousands of times in his heart, regretted that he had come to kill Ning Fan aggressively, regretted that he had summoned the murderous thing and made a mistake.

All regrets, at the moment Ning Fan's sword light arrives, stop!

His eyes darkened, and all his consciousness was lost under the blade of the clutch sword!

His demon soul body was firstly pierced by the clutch sword, and then it was pierced by the remaining nine swords.

A wisp of demon soul was actually smashed into countless pieces by ten swords of Dao, and they were annihilated one by one!

"Not good! Elder Xin Jia is dead, I will evacuate this place quickly and report this to the two Immortal Venerables!"

One by one, the demon cultivators fled from the demon ship desperately.

However, Ning Fan was not in a hurry to catch up with those fleeing demon cultivators, and the corner of his mouth sneered slightly.

died? No, Xin Jia is not dead yet! The Xin Jia he killed had no blood ban in his body, and there was a second Xin Jia here!

Ning Fan snatched Xinjia's storage bag, put it in his hand, and violently urged ten swords, slicing the demon boat under his feet into countless pieces.

In that demon ship, in an inconspicuous cabin, an old man with grey robes and dragon horns was carefully hidden.

He is Xin Jia's second ghost! If the first demon soul dies, he can replace Xin Jia and continue to live!

He hid in the cabin, thinking that after Ning Fan killed Xin Jia, he waited for an opportunity to escape from here, and in the name of Xin Jia, he would come back for revenge in the future.

It's a pity that the concealment technique he thought was profound was not worth mentioning at all in Ning Fan's view.

The demon ship was shattered into countless pieces under the frantic slashing of ten swords.

Xin Jia's second demon soul was also extremely unwilling, and died of resentment. At this point, he was truly dead...

Ning Fan flickered and appeared in front of the corpse of Xin Jia's second demon soul. With five fingers, he took out the blood and swallowed it in one bite.

At the moment when he swallowed the blood ban, the army of beasts who had surrendered to Xin Jia was confused.

After the confusion, it was a new surrender, they all turned to Ning Fan, and there was no hostility in their eyes!

Xin Jia originally had 200,000 savage beasts, but Ning Fan alone killed thousands of low-level savage beasts, and later damaged some.

The savage beasts that Ning Fan brought, originally had 14,000, but after a battle, they lost a lot, and now there are only 8,000. Naturally, most of the losses were low-level savage beasts, which were insignificant.

So far, the wild beasts in Ning Fan's hands have jumped from 14,000 to 200,000!

Among these 200,000 wild beasts, there are a total of 45 empty beasts!

Looking up, Ning Fan glanced at the demon cultivators who were running away, and the cold light in his eyes reappeared.

These demon cultivators wanted to escape and reported the matter of this place to the Demon Clan Immortal Venerable, but unfortunately, Ning Fan would not give them this chance.

"Not a single one!"

Following Ning Fan's order, 200,000 savage beasts rushed out immediately, chasing and killing the running demon cultivator.

Ning Fan stood in the void, took ten swords, scattered the secret technique, and the feeling of weakness in his body finally came to his heart.

Mana can be continuously replenished through the Great Five Elements. But the injury has accumulated too much due to frequent self-destruction, which has exceeded the limit he can bear.

him at the moment. Yuanshen is on the verge of being seriously injured, not to mention the use of supernatural powers. Even flying is extremely difficult.

Not in the mood to collect the spoils of this place, he glanced at the Guankong Stone floating on the side, his body swayed, flew to the Guankong Stone, and sat cross-legged.

Ning Fan naturally recognized the Guan Kong Stone; the word 'Ni Fan' on this stone made him care, but at this moment. He has not yet thought to study this stone carefully.

He took out some medicinal pills and took them, and Ning Fan activated the technique of Black Star to slowly heal his wounds.

While healing, he took out a green banner from Xin Jia's storage bag.

At the moment of Ju Lei Fan, the spiritual light has almost completely dimmed, and the space inside is on the verge of collapse, unable to stop any spiritual detection.

Ning Fan's spiritual sense swept across the space of Ju Leifan, and was immediately speechless.

now. In the Lei Fan space, Xian Loli's little primordial spirit is swimming around in a large sea of ​​thunder.

Swim side by side. While gulping down the thunder in the sea of ​​thunder, giggles were heard from time to time.

For her, all the thunder in the flag is a rare delicacy, and she is very excited.

Ning Fan smiled bitterly and rubbed his forehead.

In order to save her, he almost tried his best, and his body was covered in injuries. It's better for her to eat happily here on her own. Heartless giggle...

Suddenly, Ning Fan's eyes narrowed. It's like seeing something incredible!

He didn't take a closer look just now and didn't notice the mutation in Xianluoli's primordial spirit. Looking at it carefully at this moment, I just discovered that there is an emperor's energy flowing above Xianluoli's primordial spirit!

"This is... Emperor Qi!"

Ning Fan took a deep breath, and in an instant, countless guesses appeared in his heart.

Xian Luoli's primordial spirit has emperor energy, so she is undoubtedly an immortal emperor!

Xian Luoli is affiliated to the East Heavenly Thunder Palace, and the Extreme Thunder Palace has only one Immortal Emperor, who is the Palace Master of the Extreme Thunder Palace.

"Before the evolution of the Immortal Immortal Thunder Body, could it be the Immortal Emperor of the Extreme Thunder Palace... Lan Yunxian?!"

Ning Fan suddenly recalled what Xian Luoli had said, and her expression became more and more complicated.

"Hmph, don't look down on me, I'm really strong! Let me tell you, I killed a big red-haired devil a few years ago, he was very strong, what's his name... By the way, it's called ...called Big Mushroom..."

Before this little girl's thunder body evolved, it seemed...really strong...

Ning Fan was silent, not knowing what he was thinking, sometimes smiling bitterly, sometimes sighing.

Shaking his head, Ning Fan suddenly realized something, and temporarily cast aside the identity of Xian Luoli.

With a wave of his hand, he took out a token from the storage bag—the identity token of the sixth-grade high-rank Luotian Protector!

Once, he killed sixty-eight Poison Dragon Guards in a row, accumulating countless military exploits, and his immortal position rose from the eighth-rank Immortal Guard to the sixth-rank Dharma Protector.

Now, he beheaded Xin Jia, and the immortal position has been raised again, from the sixth-grade high-grade Luo Tian Dharma Protector to the fifth-grade low-grade Jinxian!

Although Xin Jia's cultivation base is suppressed, in any case, he is regarded as a powerful demon in the middle stage of Shattering Thought. Killing him naturally has a lot of military exploits.

With this military exploit, Ning Fan's immortal status promotion seems logical.

In the Four Seas Sect, no matter what you do, it depends on the level of the immortal.

In the Four Seas Sect, the fifth-class low-grade Jinxian has a status comparable to the old monster of the Shattered Thought Realm, and has extremely powerful authority...

"Low-grade Jinxian..." Ning Fan shook his head, took the Immortal Rank token, and continued to cross his knees to heal his injuries.

He doesn't value authority, but he doesn't reject the promotion of the immortal position.

It took several hours for Ning Fan to escape from Xin Jia's pursuit all the way, but now it took several hours to heal.

One day has passed since the wild collapse. The 200,000 savage beasts who chased and killed the demons had already returned, and none of the demon cultivators were released.

Ning Fan crossed his knees on the Guankong Stone, still healing his wounds. The Guankong Stone continuously released black demonic mist, forming a huge dark cloud, wrapping the group of beasts in the fog.

From a distance, above the dark clouds here, it seems that only Ning Fan is sitting on the hollow stone to heal his wounds.

In the void, a group of human cultivators flew out from a certain life gate and moved forward cautiously.

This group of cultivators was sitting on the spirit boat, and the scale was not small, there were as many as tens of thousands.

Above the spirit boat, the person with the highest cultivation base is a wretched old Taoist in the early days of Shainian.

This old Taoist name is Mo Yuanzi, and he is the magic power of the Northern Heaven Immortal Realm.

Mo Yuanzi is a ruthless character. What he loves most in his life is killing people and stealing treasures.

This man killed a lot in his life and rarely saved people. He is a slaughtering demon cultivator, and the original intention of coming to the ancient wilderness is to kill the demon cultivator here, so as to understand the bottleneck in the middle stage of broken thoughts.

It's a pity that his luck was a little bit bad. He just came to the Wilderness for a few years, and he caught up with the Wilderness's big changes.

When the catastrophe came, Mo Yuanzi and the human race were scattered, and the cultivation base was suppressed by the power of the forbidden immortals. They were eager to find two human race immortals and seek shelter.

He was used to walking alone, but he encountered a pack of wild beasts alone, suffered a big loss, and almost died.

After that, he didn't dare to walk alone, so he gathered the human race cultivators all the way and marched together, and when he encountered the savage beast group, he could be considered a helper.

Along the way, he has rescued tens of thousands of human monks. After saving people, he felt that saving people for free really didn't fit his ruthless personality.

Therefore, every time he saves a person, Mo Yuanzi will ask for several crystals as a reward.

If the rescued Human Race cultivator is carrying a secret treasure, and he is attracted to him, he will directly take action, grab the secret treasure, and put it in his storage bag.

In this way, Mo Yuanzi saved tens of thousands of monks along the way, but he also gained a lot, and gradually fell in love with this kind of activity of saving people and stealing treasures.

While flying, Mo Yuanzi suddenly moved his eyes.

In front of the spirit boat, an incomparably huge dark cloud appeared in the distance. From a distance, it looked like a coiled dragon.

Above that dark cloud stood a boulder, and on top of the boulder sat a cultivator who seemed to be healing his wounds cross-legged.

The cultivator wore a ghost face, full of silver hair, and a messy breath, which was enough to show that this person was seriously injured.

In the messy atmosphere, the aura that occasionally reveals is undoubtedly the atmosphere of the human race, and it has reached the mid-transition level, which makes Mo Yuanzi's eyes light up.

"In the middle stage of the real world... That is to say, when this person was in his prime, he was a mid-term monk in the air? Saving this person can come in handy... Huh? The one under his ass is... .The hollow stone! It is really the hollow stone!"

Mo Yuanzi sucked in a breath of cold air, and then his eyes showed greed.

How could he not know the name of Guankong Stone! The Kong Kong Stone can be used to refine high-level Acquired Flying Dungeons, and it can also be used to practice Flying Dungeons. Even for the old monsters, it is extremely valuable!

With Mo Yuanzi's personality, there is no reason not to take it when he encounters such a treasure!

"The old man, Mo Yuanzi, the devil is the devil of the devil! The old man's favorite in his life is killing people and stealing treasures!"

"Junior! This old man has taken a fancy to the Guankong Stone under your ass! If you give this stone to this old man, the old man can send back the kindness, not hurt your life, and allow you to get on the boat and take you to escape!"

"If you refuse to hand over this stone, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

Mo Yuanzi stood on the bow of the spirit boat with his hands behind his back, with a cold snort between his nose, the suffocating energy accumulated in his life's killing, he headed towards Ning Fan Town in one fell swoop.

The tens of thousands of cultivators on the spirit boat, all who felt this evil spirit, all looked shocked, shocked by the number of killings by Mo Yuanzi.

Ning Fan was still healing, but when he heard Mo Yuanzi's threatening words to seize the treasure, he immediately opened his eyes coldly.

Although Mo Yuanzi killed a lot in his life, most of them were low-level cultivators, and he had never killed a Shainian cultivator.

Ning Fan's eyes are separated from the void, indifferent and ruthless, and he directly locks on Mo Yuanzi. With just one glance, Mo Yuanzi immediately feels horrified!

A few hours ago, Ning Fan had just killed Xin Jia, who was in the middle stage of Shainian, and the evil spirit on his body was terrifying!

Mo Yuanzi shuddered slightly, he could not imagine that Ning Fan had such a strong evil spirit in his eyes!

"Are you sure, you want to take the Guankong Stone from this seat!" (To be continued)