Grasping Evil

There was only a very small amount of gray gas that invaded Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, and it was quickly swept away under the suppression of the blood robbery.

The stiffness on the body gradually disappeared, and the petrified parts gradually recovered. Seeing this, Ning Fan's expression softened a little, and he quietly looked at the sea of ​​clouds above his head.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the blood-colored vortex was disappearing little by little. Ning Fan did not continue to use the anti-spirit technique, but instead sensed the scenery on the other side of the vortex.

The ten drops of royal blood given by the stone statue had already flown into Ning Fan's body, and was swallowed up by the blood robbery.

After swallowing ten drops of royal blood, Ning Fan's blood robbery level has increased a lot again, but he is still far from the real blood realm.

Regarding the changes in the blood robbery in the body, Ning Fan just looked inside and didn't say much.

His expression was still a little dignified, and he was still thinking back to the scene he saw when he reversed perception just now.

"The giant gate...the stone statue...the gray moon...what I saw with the reverse perception of the anti-spirit,

I am afraid it is the entrance to the ancient realm where the human race and the demon race have been plotting for many years. "

"The entrance to Tianhuang is at the highest point of Tianque. There is a gray wind. That wind contains the power of reincarnation and gives me a very dangerous feeling... This place does not seem to be a good place."

"And the old stone statue, I don't know what his identity is, why did he call me 'orthodox barbarian', and why did he give me twenty drops of royal blood..."

"Also, although it was just a quick glance, I clearly noticed a trace of hidden life in the old stone statue's body... Is he also petrified by the gray aura, so he became a stone statue? He, is he not dead yet? ...He asked me to go to the top floor of Tianque to meet him, I, should I go..."

Ning Fan's mind was racing. After a moment, he shook his head.

He came to Jiuzhong Tianque just to recapture the souls of millions of barbarians from the Seventh Ancestor. More things, I don't want to worry about it for the time being. I also don't want to see the old man turned into a stone statue.

On the ancient bluestone road under his feet, a circle of magic circles lit up again, and in the next instant, Ning Fan's figure disappeared directly from the second floor and entered the third floor of Tianque.

At the entrance of the third floor of the Tianque, there are six demon cultivators cross-legged at this moment. On the ground, there are seven or eight corpses of human monks.

When Ning Fan's figure appeared at the entrance of the third floor. The six demon cultivators suddenly stood up, and they all burst out with the momentum of the peak of the empty space.

These six demon cultivators recognized Ning Fan's human aura, and their eyes burst with fierceness, and there were bursts of doubts in the fierceness.

"Strange, how did this person enter the third layer of the Tianque without tearing open the second layer of the sky?"

"Forget it, no matter how this person entered the third floor, let's kill him first! The ancestor of the poisonous dragon asked me to stay here. Intercepting the Luodan people who entered this place, this child seems to be a long-term repairer. Why, it's not difficult to kill! And this son... is actually a ghost-faced silver-haired! He is the one who the ancestor of the poison dragon offered a reward to kill! Kill him, and you can get a Emperor Grade Pill from the clan!"

Thinking of the reward of Emperor Pinchu Dan, the six demon cultivators' heartbeats accelerated, looking at Ning Fan's expression, with even more murderous intent, as if they were looking at a fat sheep.

The six demon cultivators stayed here because they had been ordered to kill the Luodan people here.

Seeing that Ning Fan's cultivation base was not high, the six demons naturally wanted to kill Ning Fan. Goodbye Ning Fan is the one who was offered a reward by the ancestor of the poison dragon, and naturally he must kill him.

Behind the six demons. Each carrying a demon sword sword box, in which the sword energy is soaring to the sky.

Ning Fanfang appeared. Before I could see the scene in front of me clearly, among the six demons, there were already two demon cultivators, one tall and one thin.

"Sishui Demon Sword, slash!"

"Hangu Demon Sword, slash!"

Immediately, the sword boxes behind the two demons heard the sound of powerful sword chants, and two sword lights, one purple and one red, flew out of the sword box with a snort, and slashed towards Ning Fan from left to right.

The other four demon cultivators flickered and blocked Ning Fan from all sides. They did not attack Ning Fan, but blocked all of Ning Fan's escape routes.

They didn't intend to give Ning Fan any chance to escape!

These six demons cooperated tacitly with each other, and they have joined hands to kill many human races.

No one of the six demons is considered a weak person in the realm of the peak of Shekong. In the eyes of the six demons, to deal with Ning Fan's mere 'shekong period', two people shot at the same time, which is enough to kill Ning. Where ever.

The reward of Emperor Pin Chu Dan is simply at your fingertips!

Unfortunately, these six demons misestimated Ning Fan's strength!

Ning Fan's eyes flickered with cold light. He walked along the way and saw the demon cultivator not killed several times.

People don't offend me, I don't offend anyone, since these demon cultivators came to die, he would naturally not show mercy!

"collapse!"

Ning Fan's body suddenly burst into the sky with red light, and the red light turned into two giant scarlet hands, grabbing directly at the two demon swords!

Those two demon swords were of good rank, but they were the flying swords of Houtian Wunie. In terms of rank, they were a little higher than Ning Fan's Four Swords of Mote, which was quite extraordinary.

But under the grasp of the giant red mansions, the two swords made a loud noise in unison, and they were shattered into powder by the force of the grasp.

One claw, the sword is broken!

The two peak Shekong demon cultivators who had been cultivating with these two swords immediately vomited blood and retreated. When they looked at Ning Fan again, their eyes were already horrified.

Not only these two demons, but also the other four demons were shocked. They were able to destroy two Five Nirvana Demon Swords with a single blow.

"What kind of magical power is that red glow! It can actually smash the demon sword of Houtian Wuni in one face!"

"This person is definitely not a mid-term cultivator of Shekong! The combined fencing skills of you and me are difficult to take over even at the peak of Shekong, but this person broke it with one move... This person, even if it's not the old monster of broken thoughts, It must also be the peak of Shekong who stepped into the realm of broken thoughts half a step!"

"Shoot together, kill this son, and don't keep any more hands!"

The six demons looked dignified, their steps swayed, and their positions changed. Looking at the formation from their positions, they faintly surrounded Ning Fan in the center of the formation.

The cold light in Ning Fan's eyes is even more serious, and he will never give the six demons a chance to form a formation!

A one-star true blood level Taicang robbery spirit is considered a small success in robbery. Just relying on the strength of the bloodline, it is possible to abandon the invincible hand in the territory!

After devouring twenty drops of royal blood one after another, Ning Fan's blood robbery has not yet broken through the true blood level, but it is better than before. But it is much stronger.

Today's Ning Fan, just relying on the power of robbing blood, will not necessarily be defeated in the later stage of the first battle.

In the wilderness suppressed by the power of forbidden immortals. Even in the late stage of the broken thoughts, Ning Fan also had the strength to fight. Why be afraid of a few empty peaks!

"bite!"

The red light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, the sky and the earth, at this moment, the robbery clouds were dense, the red light fell like thunder, like the end of the day, and the roar continued, causing the sea of ​​​​clouds here to roll upside down.

He flicked his sleeves violently, and the red light of Jie Nian immediately swept out like a gust of wind. It turned into six scarlet fingers and pointed at each of the six demons.

The speed at which the finger light came was so fast that the six demons had no time to defend, and the finger light was already in front of the eyes. One finger pressed the spirit armor of the six people and invaded the body of the six demons!

Once the finger mang entered the body, the six demons immediately vomited blood and retreated, and the body felt stiff.

The stiffness increased a lot with each step back. When retreating to the seventh step, the six demons suddenly found in shock that the next step. They can't go back anymore!

At this moment, their bodies are all out of control, because of the ravages of the red light in the body, they become unruly, unable to move at all!

Their bodies, as if they no longer belong to them, obviously still have thoughts, but even if they want to move their fingers, they can't do it at all!

Once you look inside yourself. The six demons immediately discovered their bodies at this moment. Has been controlled by one after another scarlet evil red light, depriving the body of control!

That red mansions. Not only did it erode their sanity, but as time passed, it became difficult for the six demons to stay awake, and their eyes became violent and murderous. Gradually, there was an impulse in their hearts, a hunger and thirst, wanting to kill each other, wanting to disown each other, wanting to kill the same clan...

They are already crazy!

"This...is...what...what...magic...power..."

"horrible..."

The sanity of the six demon cultivators was finally completely lost under the erosion of the power of robbery. They, who were caught in Ning Fan's robbing technique, have turned into Ning Fan's loyal servants, and turned into pure killing machines.

Unfortunately, Ning Fan doesn't need such a loyal servant. After the six people fell, Ning Fan glanced at the six demons indifferently, raised his hand and used the Sword of Remembrance, pierced the dantian of the six demons, and destroyed the spirits of the six demons. kill.

After taking away the six demon storage bags and the demon sword, Ning Fan glanced at the ancient bluestone roads, chose one of them, and stepped into it.

On the third floor of the Tianque, there are a total of thirty-six ancient bluestone roads, which can reach the fourth floor.

It took him a very short time to kill the six monsters, but his momentum was huge. In the third floor, there were still thirteen old monsters in the early days of Shainian who were entering the palace. Some people had monsters. These six old monsters were more or less aware of it. Ning Fan slaughtered the fluctuations of the six demons, but because the clouds and mist here were too thick and the distance was too far, he could not find out what happened at the entrance.

"Looking at the momentum of this fight, could it be that there is an old monster of the Shattered Mind Realm here..." The seventh ancient road, outside the 84th palace, Mo Yuanzi was cross-legged on the ground, trying to recover his mana. Not a lot.

The ninth ancient road, outside the 84th palace, Jinhua's ancestor was cross-legged on the ground. He was injured a lot and was recovering from his injuries. Aware of the terrifying fluctuations in the fighting technique in the direction of the entrance, Jin Hua's ancestor was slightly shocked, but he didn't say much.

The eleventh ancient road, the twelfth ancient road, the fourteenth ancient road... One by one, the old monsters with broken thoughts all noticed the fluctuations caused by Ning Fan's magical powers, and their expressions changed.

Most of the old monsters in the early days of the broken thoughts stopped at the 84th house. This palace, with the early days of broken thoughts, was actually difficult to pass.

"Are all the six demons of Sishui dead... Hmph! I don't know which human race is broken, and I can't stand the six demons killing the single human race, and finally shot them!" The twenty-first ancient road, An old man with snake hair noticed that the six life cards in the storage bag were shattered, and his face sank.

This snake-haired old man, his face is covered with snake scales, and his breath is extremely cold. He was born in the true spirit clan - the swallowing python clan.

"Among the six demons, there is one person who cultivates a practice that is of great use to the old man. The old man planned to cultivate this demon into a python cauldron, but unexpectedly, this demon will be killed by the old monster of the human race... Hmph! Kill the six The monster of the famous clan, has he embarked on the nineteenth ancient road, he is lucky! If he embarks on the ancient road of this old man, the old man will definitely teach him a painful lesson!"

The snake-haired old man snorted coldly and entered the 84th house.

After a few breaths, the snake-haired old man groaned. He vomited blood and flew out of the palace, with a slightly unwilling expression on his face.

"Damn, the pressure of the 84th house. It is actually several times that of the 83rd house. There is no mid-term cultivation base for broken thoughts. Can't get past it... I don't believe it!"

The snake-haired old man adjusted his breath a little and broke into the 84th house again. After a while, he vomited blood and flew out again.

"I can't break through..." He sighed in frustration, suddenly aware of something, and was slightly startled.

"Huh? The old human monster who killed the six demons didn't even walk until he walked to the 3rd house?"

The spirit of the snake-haired old man. It was vaguely locked on the nineteenth ancient road, locked in the direction of Ning Fan.

He noticed that Ning Fan had been in the 3rd house for about ten years, but the 3rd house had not released the light of customs clearance for a long time.

"Why don't you stop in the 4th house..." The snake-haired old man secretly said strangely.

The third floor of Tianque was obviously different from the second floor. This difference was specifically for Ning Fan.

Ning Fan walked along the nineteenth ancient road, passing through the 1st and 2nd palaces all the way. For him, these two houses are nothing special.

But when he entered the 3rd house on the third floor, he immediately noticed the changes in the savage lines in his body!

in his body. Originally there were only 224 savage lines, but when they reached the third floor, the 3rd house, the body actually became invisible and became the 225 savage lines!

"Breaking through the palace of the Nine Heavenly Towers can actually increase the number of savage patterns!" Ning Fan's eyes flashed, as if he was more sure of something.

When the number of savage patterns reaches 46, 96, and 156, new savage blood will be born in Ning Fan's body.

The palace of the Jiuzhong Tianque, when it travels to the 46th and 96th palaces. There will be an increase in palace coercion.

In the 45th house on the second floor, the pressure of the palace also increased sharply. After careful calculation, the 45th house on the second floor of Tianque. It was precisely the 156th Palace that Ning Fan walked all the way through.

The 3rd house on the third floor is the 225th house that Ning Fan walked all the way.

None of the 224 palaces I walked through before showed an increase in the number of savage lines, but here, there is an increase in the number of savage lines...

"I guessed before that this nine-layered celestial tower is probably related to the cultivation of the barbaric pattern of the barbarian art. Now it seems that this guess is correct."

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, and he walked out of the 3rd house. Immediately, the 3rd house burst into the sky.

With a flicker of his figure, he entered the 4th house, just like the 4th house, and his eyes immediately narrowed.

The palace coercion of the 4th house is several times that of the 3rd house! Without the initial cultivation base of broken thoughts, you will definitely be directly shaken out by the pressure of this palace!

"The 4th house is the 226th palace I've visited. In this palace, the pressure of the palace has increased significantly..."

Ning Fan walked forward step by step under the pressure as heavy as a mountain. He walked all the way to the palace, and his expression was extremely relaxed, but when he got here, he finally felt that he was walking hard.

In the 4th house, it took Ning Fan nearly a hundred breaths to break through under pressure.

The moment he passed through the 4th house, the number of savage lines in Ning Fan's body reached 226, and savage blood was born again in his body!

"46, 96, 156... After that, is it 226... I seem to have found some of the patterns in it. The number of barbarian patterns that will be born next time will be 306…"

"306, corresponds to the 84th house on the third floor!"

The savage blood that is constantly being born in the body is swallowed up by the blood robbery, and the level of the blood robbery has again improved a lot.

It's getting closer to breaking through the one-star true blood!

With the slight increase in the blood robbery level, the pressure on Ning Fan here seems to have also eased a lot, and Ning Fan's pace has become much lighter.

The 5th house, the 6th house, the 7th house... Ning Fan moved forward all the way. As the pressure of the palace continued to increase, he could only pass through a palace every 20 breaths.

Every time he passed through a palace, the barbaric lines in Ning Fan's body would increase accordingly.

When he passed through the 78th house, the number of barbaric lines in his body reached 300!

In the 78th Palace, Ning Fan ushered in his third calamity as Shao Siman!

In an instant, his flesh began to dry up, and the vitality in his body was madly swallowed by the savage lines in his body.

This kind of devouring, different from Man Wen's backlash, is no longer decided by Man Wen himself.

If you want to survive the third calamity, the vitality needed is greater than the previous two times. If Ning Fan can't survive the third calamity, his vitality will be dissipated and he will die.

But Ruo Ningfan survived the third calamity. Then he can 300 barbarian patterns, awaken the bloodline of barbarian ancestors, and become a young master. Become an ancestral blood cultivator!

The coming of the calamity is silent. The more than a dozen old monsters on the third floor were unaware of the calamity coming.

But someone noticed the breath of this place!

On the sixth floor, the 95th palace, the Fourth Ancestor's eyes changed drastically, and he sensed the aura of calamity coming from the lower sky tower.

On the seventh floor, the 17th palace, the second ancestor was about to break through this palace, and suddenly turned back suddenly. Looking down, he seemed to notice something extremely surprising.

On the seventh floor, in the 49th palace, the first generation of barbarian bone sword guarded the body, under heavy pressure, and walked towards the other end of the palace.

At the moment when Ning Fan's calamity came, the first generation barbarian ancestor suddenly took out a bronze mirror, and from the bronze mirror, he saw the appearance of Ning Fan's ghost face and silver hair!

"Impossible! Even if he is the Taicang Tribulation Spirit, it is absolutely impossible to trigger the third disaster! Except for the barbarians. There should be no alien race that is qualified to lead the third disaster..."

"Non-barbarian cultivators will never be recognized by the 'twelve barbarian gods'. It is also impossible to be granted the third calamity! This son, He De He Neng, can actually trigger the third calamity! Could it be that he His true identity is a barbarian? He is not a human race!"

None of these three barbarian ancestors expected that Ning Fan would be able to trigger the third calamity.

Even the Fifth Patriarch who planted the barbaric technique on Ning Fan did not expect that Ning Fan would one day lead to the third calamity.

Only barbarians can obtain the recognition of barbarian gods through barbarian summoning. This rule leads to the third damage robbery. It was formulated by twelve 'barbarian gods' at the same time.

The barbarian gods are all barbarians including the first generation barbarian ancestors. A god to be worshipped! It is the true ancestor who imitated the blood robbery and created the blood of the barbarians!

In fact, the ancient wilderness area under the command of the Fan family is only a branch of the barbarian tribe. Under the rule of the Taicang Jieling, there are many other barbarian tribes like the Fan family... They are all twelve barbarian gods. descendants!

"Unexpectedly, the savage pattern that the fifth ancestor planted in this son's body would lead to this son's third calamity, and it became this son's good fortune... If this son successfully survives the third calamity , a drop of ancestral savage blood can be born in the body... This child, can he survive the third calamity! If he survives..."

The first generation barbarian ancestor received the initial shock, and the corner of his mouth suddenly evoked a cold arc.

"Forget it, if this son can break through the blood of the ancestors, that's fine. At that time, his use will not only be for me and other ancestors to swallow and heal, but he can also have greater uses, such as Sacrifice it to the sleeping lord on the top floor of Tianque..."

The eighth floor of Tianque, the 15th house.

The Seventh Ancestor Fan Mokong walked forward with an empty gaze under the pressure.

Like the other three barbarian ancestors, he noticed the damage to Ning Fan, but he was not as surprised as the other three, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Ning Fan.

His expression was always empty and numb, like a machine that only knew how to complete tasks.

He went through all the thorns all the way, just to get to the top of the Tianque, because there, the deity set a task for him!

"My name, Fan Mokong; I am, the ancestor of the seven generations... On the day of my death, I used the power of the causal beast captured by the robbery of the upper realm to make my will escape into the fantasy dream world and form the body of the deity. Trying to take control of the fate of the fortune..."

"Memory, very vague... I can't remember too many things. Most of my memories were taken away by the deity..."

"I have a mission given by this deity. I must climb to the top of the sky tower, and I must plant this Gu in the body of the nine-generation barbarian god..."

"To turn the Nine Generations of Barbarian Gods into my third avatar..."

The seventh ancestor, Fan Mokong, walked forward numbly. On his body, he was carrying a small bottle, and that small bottle contained a Gu, which was stolen by his deity from the Gu tribe of the Southern Clan in the Eastern Heaven Immortal Realm.

There is also a banner on his body. In that banner, there are the souls of millions of barbarians that Ning Fan once saved, and there are countless souls of barbarians with blank eyes. Most of them are barbarians who fell in this blood sacrifice...

These souls, collected by him using the spiritism technique, were the medicine he used to motivate the mysterious poisonous Gu!

Fan Mokong, whose eyes were empty, did not expect that his act of collecting the souls of barbarians would attract a malevolent star, who had entered the Nine Heavens Tower, chasing after him!

His sanity is very low, and he only knows that he can instinctively complete the task given by the deity, and he will not ask about things that have nothing to do with the task.

...

On the third floor of Tianque, the 21st ancient road, the 84th house, the snake-haired old man failed to enter the palace again, and he vomited blood and flew out from the palace.

This is the 15th time he has failed in the 84th house.

"I really can't break through... The old man is already familiar with the distribution of pressure in this palace. If you use some tricks, maybe you can..."

The snake-haired old man was thinking about the plan to pass through this palace, and suddenly, his face changed greatly.

However, seeing the direction of the nineteenth ancient road, a billowing black cloud suddenly appeared. The black cloud was completely different from the cloudy sea of ​​white mist here, which gave the snake-haired old man a very uneasy feeling.

In the dark clouds, there is a voice coming from a distance, indifferent, cold, making people feel terrified!

"Shagu!"

That black cloud was the release of Ning Fan's magical powers!

That black cloud is the vision of Fuli Zhen Clan's supernatural power -- Guixu Guide!

To survive the third calamity, Ning Fan needs a lot of vitality to be swallowed by the savage patterns. His own vitality is not enough to swallow up the savage patterns, so he can only get it from the outside world!

The cultivator closest to him here is the snake-haired old man on the twenty-first ancient road.

This person has always locked Ning Fan with his spiritual sense, implying hostility.

This hostility has not been concealed from Ning Fan, so when Ning Fan needed life most, he directly chose to snatch it from this person!

The billowing black cloud flew from the direction of the nineteenth ancient road, covering the sky. In the center of the black cloud, a huge vortex suddenly appeared. In the vortex, there was a phantom of Ning Fan in black, which directly transformed from it. The ground descended in the direction of the snake-haired old man, and said coldly,

"Give me the vitality in your body! This is your punishment for showing hostility to this demon!"

(1/1) No more, wash and sleep. (To be continued)