Grasping Evil

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

The black-clothed Ning Fan's tone was extremely domineering. Once he landed on the ancient bluestone road, he immediately walked towards the snake-haired old man.

The snake-haired old man had a trace of unease in his heart, but when he noticed the aura of cultivation that Ning Fan revealed, the big stone in his heart immediately fell, his old eyes narrowed, and he sneered slightly.

"Let the old man hand over the vitality in the body? Humph! What a big tone! Junior! If the old man is not mistaken, before you are suppressed by the power of the forbidden immortal, you should only be in the mid-term cultivation base, right? The junior, how dare you? To speak madly at the old man, trying to take away the vitality of the old man's body, really does not know how high the sky is!"

"According to the rules of the old man, you must apologize to the old man for your disrespectful remarks! The old man will not kill you with your own hands, you should just kill yourself, so as not to humiliate yourself at the hands of the old man!"

After saying that, the snake-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. He had the temperament of a senior, but he did not put Ning Fan, who was approaching step by step, into his eyes.

From the snake-haired old man's point of view, Ning Fan was arrogant to him, and it was a blessing that he could give Ning Fan the opportunity to commit suicide.

If Ning Fan refuses to obediently commit suicide, hehe, he doesn't mind killing Ning Fan, this 'Junior'.

Ning Fan ignored the snake-haired old man, and still approached step by step.

Seeing that Ning Fan refused to commit suicide, the snake-haired old man opened his eyes impatiently and snorted.

"It's stubborn! Since you don't want to commit suicide, this old man will send you on your way! I'll let you see the horrors of the cultivators of the Shattered Thought Realm! The technique of Taoist thoughts.

The snake-haired old man slammed his hands together, and two giant shadows of cyan flood dragons intertwined between the heavens and the earth immediately appeared, which was the Taoism that he had been practicing for many years.

But seeing Dao is like a masterpiece. The two intertwined dragons turned into giant scissors, descended directly, and cut off at Ning Fan's waist.

"This is the old man's unique skill in housekeeping. You can die under this technique, enough to be proud of yourself..."

After saying that, the snake-haired old man closed his eyes slightly, as if he had foreseen the scene where Ning Fan was beheaded by Qing Jiaojian.

Facing the attack of Qingjiaojian. Ning Fan just slowly raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger. A finger fell, and the mouth was cold.

"Shagu!"

There was a monstrous wind between heaven and earth, and the black mist surged.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, a gigantic black butterfly demon shadow slowly appeared. It seems illusory and illusory, like a black flame that is indefinitely bright and extinguished, with an ominous and evil aura.

The billowing black mist immediately condensed into a thousand-zhang finger ray along with the black-clothed Ning Fan's words 'Shagu', and pressed it directly towards the giant green dragon scissors.

But after hearing a loud bang, the azure dragon scissors were directly crushed into countless pieces by Ning Fan's finger.

The snake-haired old man, who was closing his eyes to look like a tall man, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief! Before he had time to react any more, Ning Fan's fingers dashed towards him. Press him on the head!

Once the finger light was pressed down, the whole body of the snake-haired old man seemed to be torn apart, and there was boundless pain. One finger spread with great force. The snake-haired old man immediately vomited blood and flew upside down. After flying a hundred meters away, he landed heavily on the ancient bluestone road, and the whole person seemed to be a bloody man.

At this moment, there is no contempt in his eyes anymore, only shock. Only fear.

He knew that he had seen it wrong. Ning Fan is definitely not a 'sheltered junior'!

"This person's finger is too strong, even if the old man is not careless and does his best, he will definitely not be able to take this finger head-on! He can only retreat!"

"This person is definitely not empty! Even if he is not in the late stage of broken thoughts, he must be the kind of mid-term broken thoughts that half step into the late stage!"

"Damn it! If I had known that this person was powerful, how could the old man dare to talk nonsense with this person, and he would have fled early..."

At this moment, the snake-haired old man has no regrets in his heart.

Ning Fan ignored the snake-haired old man, raised his finger again, and pointed at the snake-haired old man.

"Shagu!"

Following this instruction, an endless black mist immediately appeared above the sea of ​​clouds, like a black ocean, directly drowning the snake-haired old man.

The black fog seemed to have the power of a seal, and in the black fog, the snake-haired old man was unable to move at all. Within the black fog, there was even a suction force that engulfed the snake-haired old man's body, constantly erasing his cultivation. That erasure was completely impossible to defend against!

One breath, erasing thousands of years of Taoism!

Ten breaths, erasing ten thousand years of Taoism!

The snake-haired old man has a high cultivation base, and the loss of ten thousand years of Taoism is nothing to him. But what made him flustered was that the power of vitality in his body was madly swallowed by the black mist at an almost terrifying speed.

If he hadn't been seriously injured by Ning Fan's finger, he might have been able to resist the loss of vitality a little. But at this moment, he was severely injured, but he was no longer able to resist the loss of vitality.

In just ten breaths of time, the vitality of the snake-haired old man was directly siphoned away by Ning Fan!

After ten breaths, the black fog gradually dissipated. Looking at the dying old man with snake hair, Ning Fan frowned.

"Not enough... Even if the snake-haired old man's body is drained of vitality, it is not enough to swallow it..."

"Forget it, let's drain all the vitality in this person's body first!"

Ning Fan raised his finger again, as if he wanted to use the Guixu Finger once again to take all the vitality of the snake-haired old man.

The snake-haired old man was paralyzed on the ground, and when he saw Ning Fan about to raise his fingers again, his face turned pale with fright, and he begged for mercy,

"Fellow Daoist, slow down! If you have something to say, don't smoke this old man anymore! Ninety percent of the vitality in the old man's body has been taken away by fellow Daoists. If the remaining 10% is also taken away, the old man must die!"

"The old man sees it! Daoist friend has reached a bottleneck in his cultivation, doesn't he need a lot of vitality to cultivate? Vitality, it's easy to say, the old man has it! As long as the Daoist friend spares the old man to die, the old man is willing to give a treasure, which contains The power of vitality is absolutely enough for fellow Daoists to cultivate!"

"Fellow Daoist, let's have a discussion. You spare the old man's life, and the old man will give you a treasure... Ah! Daoist friend is merciful!"

Before the snake-haired old man could finish speaking, Ning Fan grabbed his neck and lifted it up like a chicken.

His stature was short, and he was a little taller than a dwarf. At this moment, he was mentioned by Ning Fan. Kind of funny.

"What do you mean by the treasure that contains the power of vitality?" Ning Fan asked coldly.

"Yes... uh, I can't say it. Fellow Daoist hasn't promised to spare the old man not to die. The old man dare not say it. Once he does, fellow Daoist will definitely... ah!"

The snake-haired old man suddenly screamed and passed out.

But Ning Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with the snake-haired old man, so he directly used the inverse spirit technique to search the soul on the snake-haired old man.

After some soul searching, Ning Fan's eyes showed a strange color, and he took away the storage bag of the snake-haired old man. Throw the snake-haired old man on the ground.

After fumbling around in the storage bag, Ning Fan took out a purple python bone.

Seeing the vitality contained in this python bone. It was actually a hundred times more vitality than the snake-haired old man's body. Ning Fan immediately nodded with satisfaction.

"This thing is a piece of remains left by the ancestors of the swallowing python clan after they sat down... Once the swallowing python clan falls, it will condense the vitality into the bones, and pass on the vitality in the bones to the future generations. People devour..."

"If I don't have this bone, maybe I still need to take a few more people's vitality to be enough to swallow it. With this bone, I can have less trouble..."

Ning Fan took away the python bone, frowned slightly, glanced at the snake-haired old man, and said indifferently. "Don't pretend to be dead! The python bone you donated is very useful to this demon, and this demon can open up the net. Forgive you not to die! The premise is that you help this demon unblock the python bone!"

There is indeed a lot of vitality in the python bone, but it is in a sealed state. The seal is not strong, if Ning Fan is willing, he can easily break the seal. It's just that the seal is extremely special, if it is broken in the wrong way. The vitality contained in the python bone will dissipate in an instant...

The correct way to unpack. Only the clansmen of the swallowing python family can use it, that is to use the power of the swallowing python's demon blood to lift the seal. Outsiders did not swallow the blood of the python, but they could not break the seal.

The snake-haired old man was still unconscious, and seemed to have no response to Ning Fan's words.

Seeing this, Ning Fan raised his finger again, as if he was going to use the finger of returning to the ruins again to take the life of the snake-haired old man.

When he saw that Ning Fan was about to use his Guixu Finger again, the snake-haired old man who was 'fainted' to the ground rolled over from the ground and exclaimed in haste, "Fellow Daoist, please stop! Under the guidance, the old man must die!"

"Don't pretend to be dead?"

"Don't pretend, don't pretend, hehe..."

The snake-haired old man smiled awkwardly at Ning Fan, his eyes rolled around, and he said, "I didn't take a closer look just now, but now I realize that fellow Taoist is actually a pseudo-ancient demon! Haha, fellow Taoist turned out to be my fellow demon. , I'm disrespectful, I don't know which clan's friend it is? Daoist searched the old man's memory just now, and it seems that he used the anti-spirit technique of the real dragon clan... This technique... It seems that only the eternal immortals of the real dragon clan can perform it, right? Why can Daoist…”

The snake-haired old man was smirking on the surface, but in fact, there were huge waves in his heart, secretly guessing, could Ning Fan be the Eternal Immortal Venerable of the True Dragon Clan? Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate the reverse spirit technique!

Ning Fan didn't intend to talk nonsense with the snake-haired old man, and directly threw the python bone to the snake-haired old man, "Give you a stick of incense time to unblock this python bone, if you can't do it, die! If you say more nonsense, die! "

The snake-haired old man hurriedly caught the python bone, his whole body was cold, how dare he talk nonsense with Ning Fan again, he obediently shut his mouth.

He glanced at the python bone in his hand with a slightly complicated look, then glanced at Ning Fan, gritted his teeth, crossed his knees on the ground, mobilized the power of the blood in his body, and released the seal in the python bone.

"Hey, the old man obtained such a small piece of ancestral python bone from the clan by virtue of countless credits back then. Unexpectedly, before he had time to swallow this python bone, this bone would be handed over to others... stop, stop, as long as you can If you save your life, you will give up this python bone, so what's the harm! This person is most likely a fairy godmother of the True Dragon Clan, this old man, I can't provoke this person... I hope this person can keep his promise and help me. After he unsealed this bone, spare my life..."

After only half a column of incense effort, the snake-haired old man completed the unsealing of the python bone and handed it to Ning Fan respectfully.

Ning Fan took the python bone and looked at it. He nodded with satisfaction. With a flick of his body, his body immediately shattered into countless black monsters and disappeared from the twenty-first ancient road.

At the same time, Ning Fan, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes for the first time on the 19th Ancient Road, within the 78th Palace.

From the beginning to the end, Ning Fan's deity did not leave the Nineteenth Ancient Road, but with the help of supernatural powers, he transformed into a black-clothed monster and descended to the snake-haired old man's side, that's all.

At this moment, Ning Fan has lost a lot of vitality in his body. As he withdrew his magical powers, a lot of vitality immediately appeared in his body, and a purple python bone appeared in his hand.

Ning Fan placed the python bone on his knees. Bend fingers on the python bone, absorbing the vitality of the python bone.

Gradually, the savage lines in the body devoured enough vitality, and the backlash began to ease and gradually subsided.

Gradually, in Ning Fan's ears, there was an ethereal barbarian chanting sutras. It seems very close, and it seems very far. It's hard to hear what the scriptures say...

He crossed his knees in the hall, and the savage lines on his body continued to emit a burning sensation, at the same time, behind him. Slowly, an ancient image phantom appeared. The phantom of the ancient image is not solid, only a head, no face, and only a rough outline of the limbs, which is roughly the shape of a person.

At the moment when this ancient statue was formed, savage blood was constantly being generated in Ning Fan's body, and in the savage blood, there were even traces of bloodline memories that flowed into Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Those bloodline memories. All are related to Shao Siman's nine calamities. Until this moment, Ning Fan didn't know that every time the barbaric pattern reached a hundred, the backlash appeared. The name is Shao Jie, and what he has just passed is the third Shao Jie of Shao Siman!

Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the ancient statue behind him. From those bloodline memories, Ning Fan learned. Among the barbarians, this ancient statue was called the "Shao Barbarian Statue" by the barbarians. It is a symbol of the status of Shao Siman of various tribes!

Condensing the image of Shaoman means that he has become the Shao Siman of the barbarian!

"I'm not a barbarian, but I've actually become a barbarian's young master..." A bright light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes.

"It's the breath of Shaoman's image! That kid actually condensed the image of Shaoman!"

On the sixth and seventh floors of the Tianque, the first generation, the second ancestor, and the fourth ancestor all had their eyes moved, stopped, and looked at the direction of the lower Tianque.

Others can't detect the formation of the Shaoman statue, but these three people are the ancestors, but they can detect it.

In the eyes of the second and fourth ancestors, greed was revealed at this moment!

Now that Ning Fan has survived the third calamity and condensed the image of a young man, it stands to reason that a drop of the blood of the ancestors of the barbarians can be produced in his body!

If they devoured this drop of Ning Fan's ancestral blood, the benefits would certainly not be small!

The second and fourth ancestors really wanted to run to the third floor of the Tianque, kill Ning Fan, and swallow Ning Fan's blood.

It's a pity, these two people don't have time to pay attention to Ning Fan at the moment, they have to climb all the way up to the top of Tianque...

"It's a pity, I really want to swallow this son..." The second and fourth ancestors said regretfully.

The eyes of the first generation barbarian ancestors were full of fiery and solemn colors, and there was not much greed.

"I didn't expect this son to really become a young master. In this way, the ancestral blood of this son can become an excellent sacrifice to awaken the nine generations of barbarian gods!"

"The only pity is that this son is currently in the lower sky tower. This ancestor is eager to go to the top floor of the sky tower and has no time to return to the lower layer to capture this son..."

"Forget it, the old man still has a few sacrifices in his hand, which can barely be used, but it is not necessary to use this one..."

The first-generation barbarian shook his head, retracted his gaze, and continued to walk forward.

Although he really wanted to capture Ning Fan as a sacrifice, it was a pity that he didn't have time to do it at the moment...

...

The third floor of Tianque, the 19th ancient road, within the 78th house.

As soon as his own savage image was condensed, a large amount of savage blood was formed in Ning Fan's body, and there was even a drop of ancestral savage blood in Ning Fan's body!

He already knew from his bloodline memory that what he had just passed was the third calamity of Shao Siman. He also already knew that once he passed the third ancestral blood and became a young master, a drop of ancestral blood would be generated in his body...

Ning Fan knew all of this, but when he realized that there was an extra drop of ancestral blood in his body, he was still a little moved.

It takes at least tens of millions of years of hard work to cultivate a drop of ancestral blood.

He has only survived Shao Siman's third calamity, and he was able to cultivate a drop of ancestral blood, which is really a lot of benefits.

But it is a pity that this ancestral blood has not stayed in Ning Fan's body for a long time before being swallowed up by the blood robbery...

Ancestor-level savage blood, you can swallow it correctly... As a robbery blood, it is so willful...

On Ning Fan's body, the pressure of ancestral blood had just risen, and that pressure soon dissipated, mixing with the pressure of robbery...

"I didn't expect this blood robbery to be so domineering, even ancestral blood can be swallowed..." Ning Fan said to himself with a solemn gaze.

He couldn't help but be dignified and absorbed the blood power of the entire drop of ancestral blood. His blood robbery level skyrocketed again.

His blood robbery level was originally the nine-star residual blood level. The gap between the nine-star residual blood and the one-star true blood is as huge as the earth.

Under normal circumstances, he wants to break through the blood robbery of the true blood level, and the difficulty is so great that it is unimaginable. But with the help of this drop of ancestral blood, the difficulty has been reduced a lot.

Ning Fan crossed his knees on the ground. The red glow on the body is getting thicker and stronger, and the blood is boiling in the body.

Blood robbery level. A little bit toward the level of one-star true blood breakthrough, getting closer and closer.

On the third floor of the entire Tianque, a large number of red tribulation clouds began to appear, vaguely. There is also the first scarlet robbery thunder, which fell from the sky and descended, roaring endlessly!

Immediately after that, there were the second, third, and fourth thunders... More and more tribulation thunders formed in the sky and fell toward the sea of ​​clouds!

One by one, the old monsters in the early days of Shainian who were entering the palace on the third floor of Tianque, hurried out of the palace and looked up to the sky. Looking at the eyes of the red tribulation thunder. All heart palpitations!

No one knows why there is a vision of tribulation on the third floor of the Tianque. No one knows what the red tribulation thunder means.

No one knows. That red thunder is the thunder of robbery transformed by the power of robbery!

Everyone only knew that the power of the red robbery thunder was too terrifying, and any red thunder was enough to kill the cultivator of life.

Ten red thunders can kill Du Zhen!

Hundreds of red thunders. Can kill Shekong!

Thousands of red thunder, can kill broken thoughts!

In this savagery suppressed by the power of forbidden immortals. As long as you have a hundred red thunder, you can kill the old monster in the early stage of Shainian!

"This is... what kind of thunder!" Whether it was Mo Yuanzi or Jinhua's ancestor, in the third floor of Tianque, the old monsters with broken thoughts looked at the red thunder above their heads, and they all felt terrified.

The number of thunderbolts is increasing, and finally, the number has reached as many as nine hundred and ninety-nine!

The nine hundred and ninety-nine thunders suddenly roared out and flew towards the nineteenth ancient road, flew into the 78th palace, and flew into Ning Fan's body.

At this moment, Ning Fan's blood robbery level completely broke through the level of one star true blood!

At this moment, a strange red rune appeared on the back of Ning Fan's right hand. As soon as the rune urged, there were 999 thunders of robbery, coiling around Ning Fan's body, and Ning Fan's ear. All are the sound of thunder!

"These Jie Nian thunderbolts, are the supernatural powers possessed by Tai Cang Jie Ling's blood robbery..." Ning Fan looked at those Jie Nian red thunders and said in a deep voice.

As soon as his mind moved, the scarlet rune on the back of his right hand was immediately hidden, and the circling thunder of Jie Nian suddenly disappeared.

After another reminder, the rune resurfaced, and 999 thunders of robbery also appeared one by one.

"The power of these robbery thunderbolts is very strong! To kill the immortals, only one thunderbolt is needed! Ten tribulation thunders in hand are enough to kill monks in the early stage of transcendence. Hundreds of tribulation thunders are enough to kill the early days of Shekong. Cultivator! Today, I have nine hundred and ninety-nine tribulation thunders, and these tribulation thunders alone are enough to sweep the empty realm invincible! In this barbarous place suppressed by the power of forbidden immortals, it is the pinnacle of broken thoughts, and I am also invincible. Raise your hand to kill! Is this the power of the Taicang Jie Ling..."

Ning Fan opened his mouth and swallowed all 999 tribulation thunders back into his body, pondering silently.

Today, he has 300 barbarian lines in his body, and he has become the young master of the barbarian tribe.

Today, he has used the power of that drop of ancestral blood to break through the bottleneck of one star true blood, making the blood robbery small.

The Tai Cang Jie Ling, who has robbed the blood of a small success, can be invincible in the empty territory. Ning Fan's blood robbery broke through the one-star true blood level, and looking at the realm of emptiness, he is almost invincible...

The Shaoman behind him was like a phantom, gradually disappearing. Ning Fan suddenly stood up, surrounded by red light, walked out of the 78th house and entered the 79th house.

In just one breath, Ning Fan passed through the 79th Palace, and with a flash, entered the 80th Palace.

With another breath, Ning Fan passed the 80th Palace and entered the 81st Palace!

After entering the third floor of Tianque, Ning Fan's speed of entering the palace has gradually slowed down, but with the breakthrough of blood robbery, his strength has grown greatly, and his speed of entering the palace has once again increased to an extremely terrifying speed!

At the moment when Ning Fan became a young master, the five ancestors' barbarian summoning technique in his body was deciphered on his own.

Although the barbaric summoning technique could be solved by itself, every time he passed through a palace, there would still be an extra barbaric pattern on Ning Fan's body.

After passing through the 82nd and 83rd palaces, Ning Fan came to the 84th palace.

The difficulty of entering the 84th house is almost several times that of the 83rd house.

Whether it was Mo Yuanzi or Jinhua Ancestor, even the snake-haired old man who was seriously injured by Ning Fan stopped at the 84th Palace and could not move forward.

The 84th house corresponds to the 306th barbaric pattern.

The moment he entered the 84th Palace, Ning Fan had already felt the heavy pressure coming towards him, and smiled slightly.

"46, 96, 156, 226... Sure enough, the next number is 306."

That coercion was extremely heavy, but Ning Fan almost ignored this coercion, and in less than a breath, he passed through the 84th Palace!

The moment he passed through the 84th house, the number of savage lines on Ning Fan's body reached 306, and savage blood was once again generated in his body.

"Every time the number of savage lines reaches a hundred, it will come to calamity. If the calamity is passed, savage blood will be produced in the body. If the number of savage patterns reaches a certain number such as 46, 96, 156, etc., savage blood will also be generated.. ."

Ning Fan's mind was racing, his feet were not slow, and he kept flashing and swept at an extremely fast speed, all the way forward to break into the palace.

"The blood robbery can increase the level by swallowing the blood... Now, the level of the blood robbery has reached the level of one-star true blood, but I don't know how much blood I need to swallow before I can break through the two-star true blood..."

"I, who is a one-star true blood, can be invincible in the territory just by virtue of the strength of robbery. If I break through to a two-star true blood, I don't know how far my strength will increase..."

The third floor of Tian Que, the 111th palace, was quickly broken through by Ning Fan.

Ning Fan walked along the ancient blue stone road to the highest point of the third layer of the sea of ​​​​clouds, and the voice of the old stone statue sounded again in his ears.

"You are... my true clan... you are... orthodox barbarian..."

"My left hand is the barbarian... the fire of life for all living beings... the right hand is the robbery... the fate of the heaven and the earth... the union of the robbery and the barbarian... is for the barbarian god..."

"You're on the third floor...have something...I won't...give you an extra chance..."

"Come... my clan... come to the top floor of Tianque... I will wait for you... let me give you... the blessing of the barbarian god..." (To be continued)