Grasping Evil

On weekdays, relying on the power of the Great Five Elements, Ning Fan dared to swallow the Immortal Fire to restore his mana without any damage. [burning^wen^shuku][www].[774][buy].[]I will tell you, is the fastest novel update fast?

But today, what he wants to swallow is not the ordinary fairy fire, but the fire of the evil beast.

Ning Fan didn't know that the beast was one of the four sacred beasts of the ancient barbarian world. It was invincible in the world of fire, and it was the Vermillion Bird clan of the Zidou Xianyu. It also defeated the beast in the fire.

The fire of the evil beast is unparalleled in the world. This sentence is passed down by word of mouth in the ancient barbarian world, but it is not just a talk.

Suzaku, Golden Crow, Tai Centipede, Lilong, Nine Animals, Sunjing

How many ancient great clans who established their way with fire, all of them were defeated by the evil beast clan on the word fire.

How many ancient emperors in charge of fire have tasted defeat in the hands of the beast.

The beasts may not be the strongest in the world, but in the field of fire repair, they are well-deserved kings.

The fire of the evil beast is unparalleled in the world, and what Ning Fan is going to fight today is the unparalleled flame in the world!

The fire of the evil beast that was swallowed by Ning Fan, although it contained extremely huge vitality, it also had fatal lethality.

The fire of the beast was too domineering. As soon as it entered Ning Fan's body, it immediately divided into nine, scattered into nine firelights, and ran unscrupulously along Ning Fan's meridians, trying to burn everything in front of him.

The vitality in the body burns faster, and even the mana is evaporated a little bit.

To make matters worse, with the strength of Ning Fan's Great Five Elements, he could have ignored the damage of the True Immortal flame, but at this moment, under the scorching fire of the Evil Beast, his injuries continued to appear.

This flame has surpassed Ning Fan's defense!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four breaths.

In the past four breaths, Ning Fan seemed to have reached the limit. The meridians in his body were scorched by the fire of the Nae Beast, like dry wheat straw, and it would break with a light touch.

The temperature inside the body is even more frightening. The blood boiled like a thick soup, and the flesh began to burn. To make matters worse, one of the nine firelights directly attacked Ning Fan's Primordial Spirit.

A maddened flame. He actually wanted to directly burn out Ning Fan's primordial spirit,

Kill Ning Fan in one fell swoop!

Ning Fan Yuanshen's small hand held the Zhanyi Dao Sword, resisting the attack of the flame, but he was still burnt a lot, gradually. The injury is getting worse.

Five breaths, six breaths, seven breaths

At the tenth breath, Ning Fan's face was as pale as paper, just as the Eyeball Monster had expected, without special means, he could not hold on to the eleventh breath.

Ten breaths is Ning Fan's limit!

Eleven breaths, it's probably hard to survive

"The ten breaths have come, this kid almost asked the old man to take action." The eyeball monster was secretly proud. Looking forward to the scene of Ning Fan's begging.

"If he asks me to take action, I will immediately mobilize the bullying formation to help him avoid the sixth loss. Hey, this old man is really kind, always so helpful."

"Huh? It's eleven breaths, why doesn't this child ask me. He can still hold it, but it's almost there, and he won't be able to hold on for twelve breaths."

"Oh, hey, it's already thirteen breaths, and this guy can still hold it. Not bad. Well, I bet you can hold two more breaths, but definitely not the sixteenth breath."

"It's seventeen breaths. This son won't be burned to death at the bottom of the lake, but his breath is still there. He's not dead."

"Nineteen Breaths"

"Twenty-two breaths"

"Twenty Nine"

"Forty-Four Breaths"

"Nine hundred and thirty-six breaths"

"Wait for the old man to take a nap, then count"

"Three thousand six hundred and fifty breaths"

"Seven thousand nine hundred and twenty-two breaths"

"Wait for the old man urea urea, and then count"

"11,472 breaths"

"Twenty Thousand Interests"

"Thirty Thousand Interests"

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"Ninety-six thousand seven hundred and fifty-six breaths"

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"Damn, it's been three days and three nights, how can this stinky boy survive! Is he a monster! The fire of evil beasts here can be burned and killed even by immortal kings. He was able to support three times in the sea of ​​fire. Day and night!"

Three days later, the Eyeball Monster let out a roar beating his chest and stomping his feet by the lake, even though it had no chest and no feet.

He waited for three days, but he didn't wait for Ning Fan's pleas.

This descendant of Lie Yuanzong seems to have more backbone than he imagined, the eyeball monster whispered secretly.

He emanated his spiritual thoughts and dived into the bottom of the lake. Every time he saw a scene of Ning Fan like a man on fire.

At this moment, Ning Fan was sitting in the center of the Evil Beast Fire Sea, his entire body was burning. He had maintained this state for three days and three nights.

Ten breaths is the limit of his support in the sea of ​​fire. Even if he has cultivated the Great Five Elements to the perfect state, he cannot stay in the sea of ​​​​fire, just because the fire of this evil beast is too powerful.

He couldn't hold the eleventh breath, but the Sun and Moon Monument in the Xuanyin Realm protected its master at this moment.

The Sun and Moon Monument has the ability to devour flames!

The reason why Ning Fan was able to survive for three days and three nights in the sea of ​​​​fire was all because of the power of the Sun and Moon Monument!

As early as the beginning of Ning Fan's cultivation, relying on the power of the Sun and Moon Monument, he suppressed the flames of the enemy Xiu all the way, and defeated the fire Xiu.

Later, his cultivation level gradually increased, and he even cultivated the small five-element body and the big five-element body, and the enemies he encountered were rarely fire cultivators. Even if there is, it can be dealt with calmly. Gradually, the stele of the sun and the moon was not used very often.

Later, the yin and yang locks were combined into one, and there was another star monument in the Xuanyin realm, together with the sun and moon monument, the double monument town realm. After the town of Double Monument, with Ning Fan's cultivation level, he could not take out the two monuments from the Xuanyin realm, and he had two innate magic weapons in his empty arms, but he couldn't use them.

As a result, the Sun and Moon Monument, together with the Star Monument, was covered in dust in the Xuanyin Realm.

But this time, the Sun and Moon Monument is destined to show its might again!

Because this time, the fire of the beast is too strong, and even with Ning Fan's cultivation and the Great Five Elements, he can't defeat it.

This time, he had to rely on the power of the Sun and Moon Monument again. Even if he could not take the Monument out of the Xuanyin Realm, he could still use the power of the Monument to restrain the fire of the Evil Beast a little.

In terms of fire power alone, the fire of the evil beast is unparalleled in the world, but this does not mean that the fire of the evil beast has no natural enemies.

The Sun and Moon Monument is designed to conquer the five elements in the world. No matter how strong the fire of your evil beast is, I will also conquer it!

Of course, if the power of the fire of the evil beast in front of him exceeds the Sun and Moon Monument too much, the Sun and Moon Monument will not be able to make merit.

The Sun and Moon Stele is an innate magic weapon, which has killed countless people in the hands of Chaos. Prestige is illustrious, but there are limits.

The flame close to the power of the saint, the monument of the sun and the moon, cannot be defeated.

The scale of the sea of ​​​​fire in front of him is only enough to threaten the lives of the Immortal King-level powerhouses. Far from reaching the level of the power of a saint, the Sun and Moon Monument can still be restrained.

Firelights separated from the sea of ​​fire, were inhaled by Ning Fan, and refined into the Xuanyin Realm. Into the sun and moon monument.

After all, the Sun and Moon Monument is used across a Xuanyin Realm, and the speed of the Sun and Moon Monument swallowing the flames is not fast.

That's right, every time he devoured some flames, Ning Fan would have a lot of vitality in his body.

Fire also has vitality, there is life, and there is death

All things in the world have their own life and death, not the life and death given by the world, but the life they originally had.

In the eyes of barbarians, the world is alive.

Ning Fan sat for three days and three nights. While swallowing a lot of fire vitality, forcibly overcoming the sixth loss, while thinking about these issues.

This is the unique world view of barbarians, which is completely different from the world view of the monks in the Four Heavens and Nine Realms.

Three days have passed, and the sixth loss has been overcome by Ning Fan. The sixth loss lasted longer than Ning Fan imagined.

There are fewer and fewer fires around, which means that the sixth loss is approaching.

Three blood lines were gradually born in the body, little by little, each condensed into blood droplets. If you get through the sixth loss. They are three drops of ancestral blood!

Ning Fan's magic fire level was also unknowingly rising.

He has been practicing all the way so far, and it is the first time that he has swallowed such a powerful flame. The previous level of magic fire has just reached the level of true fire.

The fiery power of Yiwu True Fire is comparable to the magic weapon of acquired Nirvana. Generally speaking, only cultivators in the early stages of Transcendence can cultivate it.

But now, the magic fire level has broken through one after another. Two ignorance, Samadhi. Simei

In just three days, Ning Fan's Demonic Fire level had broken through to the eleventh level.

Eleven ignorant real fire, even the fire repairs in the later period of Shainian are difficult to cultivate, only a very small number of cultivators at the peak of Shainian can cultivate!

Even some fire cultivators at the Immortal Venerable level could not cultivate the flames of the twelve ignorance level, and the flame level remained at the eleven ignorant level.

The real fire of the eleven ignorance, the power is comparable to the magic weapon of the acquired eleven Nirvana, within these three days, it was cultivated by Ning Fan!

At this moment, Ning Fan's demonic fire already had an eerie black-red color, and gradually, it had the characteristics of a beast's fire.

The flames began to be filled with dense flame runes, and when the fire was burning, the sound of wind and thunder could be heard.

It is simply a replica of the fire of the beast, and even the path of the fire is very similar!

Ning Fan's Demonic Fire has inherited the domineering flame power of Evil Beast's Fire, which is probably much more powerful than the ordinary Eleven True Fire.

It's a small gain.

Of course, there is a bigger harvest, that is ancestor blood!

On the fourth day, Ning Fan completely refined the surrounding sea of ​​fire, and the giant shadow of the evil beast over the valley roared unwillingly and finally dispersed.

The entire valley has been turned into ruins, and only a pool of black lake water remains.

The sixth loss, thoroughly pass!

Of the 100 young masters, only three or four can survive the sixth loss, and Ning Fan is the one who survived!

After the sixth loss, Ning Fan cultivated three drops of the blood of the ancestors of the barbarian race, and was swallowed up bit by bit by the robbery blood.

The blood robbery level, from the two-star level, gradually moved closer to the three-star level, and was about a quarter of the three-star level.

The realm of Samsung is so difficult to break through! Ning Fan's eyes became more moving.

Although he did not break through the three-star true blood, Ning Fan's blood robbery cultivation has improved a lot.

At this moment, Ning Fan, based on the strength of robbing blood, can already be regarded as a master in the later stage of Shainian, and it is rare for him to beat him in the later stage of Shainian!

"Next, it's the seventh loss!"

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. If the sixth damage can be passed, then the seventh damage must be tried, and he will give up directly.

"The seventh loss is about to come. You can get through the sixth loss, which really surprised the old man. But the seventh loss is definitely not the old man who you can survive today, and you can directly help you open up the bullying formation." The eyeball monster's advice came at the right time, and the tone was quite dignified.

The sixth loss, out of a hundred young ministers, there are always three or four that can survive.

But the seventh loss, even among a thousand young ministers, was rarely passed by one.

The Eyeball Monster didn't think that Ning Fan would be the one in a thousand young masters.

"As long as things in this world have not happened, the outcome cannot be determined. You always have to give it a try. Seniors, don't be in a hurry to activate the formation. My own life is a joke."

Ning Fan's eyes were firm. This loss is a great opportunity. If you miss it, it will be difficult to find such an opportunity for the cultivation base to skyrocket.

It takes hundreds or even tens of millions of years for others to repair a drop of ancestral blood, and he only needs to survive one loss. A few drops of ancestral blood can be repaired

This is a rare opportunity, don't miss it!

"Forget it, try it if you want. Not to mention the seventh loss, it is the eighth loss and ninth loss. As long as you are willing, the old man will give you a chance to get over it. Young people, don't hit the south wall and don't look back, more Hit it a few times." Hehe, you hit your head and bleed. Naturally, he would go to the old man for help. The eyeball monster thought in a good mood.

Boom!

Above the sky, there was suddenly the sound of the roaring of thousands of troops and horses, and in the red clouds covering the sky, the phantoms of ancient chariots continued to appear.

These chariots are all pulled by giant dragons, and around the chariots, there are countless phantasmagoric weapons flying around.

The number of chariots is like a cloud in the sky; the number of monks is endless!

After countless cultivators and chariots, there stood a giant taller than the sky, with seven huge skeletons hanging around his neck. Bronze-colored muscles filled with destructive power.

The seventh robbery is coming!

"The sixth loss, you need to contend with the fire of the beast, and the seventh loss. Do you have to contend with these thousands of chariots and savage cultivators?"

Ning Fan was secretly concerned, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, but he saw that the giant raised his right hand inadvertently.

It was obviously just an extremely random move, but the trajectory of the movement of his fist bones easily pierced the world, making it even more so at this moment. Completely plunged into the night, as if to be annihilated in this night.

There are no signs to be found. In this endless dark night, the vitality in Ning Fan's body began to annihilate wildly, and then even the flesh body and primordial spirit had a tendency to annihilate.

"I am the shadow of the mountains and seas left by the seven generations of barbarian gods, and the shadow of the mountains and seas is immortal," the giant said with a blank expression.

"My bones are my mountains, my blood is my sea, my palms are my way, and my way is my stream."

The giant recited the ancient words, raised his right hand with five fingers in a grip, and grabbed towards the lake below in an understatement.

This grab seemed to be an understatement and silent, but in an instant, the entire world turned into a long black river.

Everything in front of me is gone! Ning Fan couldn't see the eyeball monster, the ruins in the valley, the lake, the thousands of chariots and the cultivators.

He could only see himself standing on the long black river, and the ancient giant standing proudly in the night sky.

His body kept sinking towards the long river, and his Dao seemed to be completely dissolved in this long river!

Not only the vitality in the body, but even his cultivation, his Tao, and his will, will sink in this long river!

Can't resist, can't conquer this black river!

It can only sink, can only fall, even if it is an immortal king, it is bound to die, even if it is an immortal emperor, it is difficult to resist.

"Uh, this son is really lucky. His seventh loss, he actually encountered the shadow of the mountains and seas of the seven generations of barbarian gods and ordinary young Siman, but very few people can meet the barbarian gods. I really don't know what to say about him. Lucky or unfortunate. His seventh loss is harder than ordinary people."

"Three breaths, within three breaths, if he opens his mouth, I will save him." The eyeball monster said solemnly.

The barbarian god is the title of the supreme ruler of the ancient barbarian world. In the same era, only one barbarian god will reign.

The barbarian gods are not necessarily the strongest of the barbarians, but their rights are monstrous.

Of course, this does not mean that the barbarian gods are not powerful. At least the seventh-generation barbarian god Tagu is not a weak person. Although he was not a saint in his lifetime, he was almost invincible in the second step.

The most powerful supernatural power of Tagu is called 'Dao Ruoyanliu'. When he was in his prime, he used this magical power to kill many immortal emperors.

Immortal emperors are difficult to kill, Yuanshen has emperor qi to protect the body, but this technique is powerful enough to kill immortal emperors.

What Ning Fan needs to face at this moment is the technique of Ruoyanliu.

Sink, keep sinking!

As soon as his breath passed, Ning Fan felt that he was sinking into this long black river. After stepping into the road of cultivation, he would be able to suffocate the fetus early, but sinking into this long river, he felt like he was suffocating for the first time.

His vitality melted wildly in this long river, and by the second breath, more than half of the vitality in his body had been lost.

third interest. Its internal vitality is almost exhausted, and it is not far from death.

His body was unprecedentedly weak, as if all the mana was dissolved in this long river. I can't lift half the strength.

Gradually, he no longer sinks, but has a foothold in the river. The place where he was standing was a stone bridge, which was the True Dao Bridge that he built with his own hands.

That's a real bridge. It is collapsing little by little in this long river. If the real bridge collapses, the Tao will be destroyed, and people will die!

In front of his eyes, the memories of the past are constantly transformed. Scene by scene, there are seven plums of snow, the rain of Yue Kingdom, and the endless sea of ​​cultivation and blood.

All memories have a tendency to dissipate at this moment. It's getting more and more blurry, as if to be buried in this long river.

This technique is called Dao Ruoyanliu.

This technique can destroy human beings, destroy people's lives, and even destroy people's memories, and destroy everything that the enemy has left in this world.

Let all indelible things, if annihilated, if dissipated, be buried forever in the river

Ning Fan's memory became more and more vague. His memory seemed to be hollowed out by some force, and gradually, he forgot his parents' voices and appearances. Forgetting the old devil's chrysanthemum-like smiling face, forgetting Qimei's snow, gradually, he almost couldn't even remember Zhihe's face.

Who is Zhihe and where is Qimei

who I am

"Three breaths. If you don't make a move, this child will really be trapped in the Annihilation Technique. Even the Immortal Emperor can be trapped to death. How can this child be broken? What kind of cultivation is he?"

"Unfortunately, unfortunately, he doesn't seem to be able to make a sound to ask me for help, so I can only take the initiative to save him. It's a loss."

Losing a chance to beg for mercy in vain, can it not be a loss?

The eyeball monster muttered dissatisfiedly, just as he was about to activate the bullying formation, his eyes were suddenly startled.

However, when I saw the night that enveloped the world, a ray of light suddenly appeared, like a bright crack, torn open from the night.

The light only appeared for a moment, and it was soon swallowed up by the night. However, the eyeball monster couldn't hide his shock.

Gradually, more and more light began to tear the night, but was soon swallowed by the night.

"This son didn't completely lose consciousness in the technique of Annihilation, he can still resist this technique!" The eyeball monster hesitated, he was hesitating whether he should immediately activate the bullying formation, or should he try to decipher the seventh chance of loss.

At this moment, in the endless darkness, Ning Fan's voice suddenly sounded, with a firmness.

"I don't care who you are, but please don't disturb me."

"This river took my memory, and now, I want to take it back!"

Ning Fan actually stopped the eyeball monster from urging the formation!

At this moment, he was immersed in the long river, standing on the crumbling real bridge.

Without memory, he forgot that he was going through the seventh loss, and his expression was as cold as ice that would not melt in three winters.

The ghost face had already been automatically put away, revealing a young face that was reflected in the pitch-black river water, looking at himself blankly.

Then, with a wave of water, the reflection dissipated

"I lost part of my memory, but I remember, this is my real bridge."

Broken images appeared before me. In those images, countless female nuns were humiliating me. Only a stupid girl came and handed me a steamed bun and a jade lock.

"This woman looks familiar. I should know her, but I can't remember who she is."

More pictures appeared in front of him, and Ning Fan's expression became colder and colder.

He didn't remember that he was going through the seventh loss.

But he would not allow the water of this long river to take away his memory.

He wants to take it back!

No one is allowed to take away his memory!

In the fourth breath, the real bridge under Ning Fan's feet kept making cracking noises, and there were many cracks. His real bridge was about to collapse!

The eyeball monster hesitated for an unprecedented time, it was already the fourth breath, Ning Fan was going to have an accident in the seventh loss, he had to save Ning Fan, Ning Fan couldn't die, who would help him kill Yin Mo when he died!

But, Ning Fan said again, don't let him disturb him, Ning Fan has lost his memory and lost his mind, most of them are talking nonsense.

Don't worry about him, save that stinky boy first!

He was about to activate the bullying formation, when suddenly the whole night began to collapse in large numbers.

Boom, boom, boom.

Ning Fan didn't seem to see the real bridge collapsed under his feet. He forgot a lot of things, but he still remembered the Shanhai Mantra.

He forgot that this was his seventh loss, but he could feel the frenzied flow of vitality in his body.

He raised his hand and grabbed the river water, and he forcibly ingested a large area of ​​the river's vitality into his body.

"Resistance. Useless" Above the long river, the shadow of Tagu silently watched everything that happened under the river.

He knew that Ning Fan was resisting his Annihilation Technique, but he didn't think Ning Fan could resist this technique.

Throughout the ages, there have been many immortal emperors who died under this technique. What surprised Tagu was that Ning Fan was only a mere crossing of the real, and the real bridge actually held up in the river for four breaths and hadn't collapsed.

If it is an ordinary crossing, I am afraid that it will be wiped out as soon as it enters this river.

This child's real bridge. It seems a bit extraordinary, oh, it turns out that this sub-cultivator is practicing Dao.

What about the Taoist cultivator? It's not that the long river has not killed the Taoist cultivator.

Daoist monks are persevering and can exist longer in this long river of annihilation, but only this time.

This child can't survive the seventh loss!

Fifth breath!

An undercurrent suddenly formed in the river, rushing towards the real bridge at Ning Fan's feet. Trying to destroy Ning Fan's real bridge.

Ning Fan flicked his sleeves, the clutch sword was already in his hand, and he slashed toward the undercurrent in front of him, splitting the undercurrent into two pieces.

The real bridge was temporarily saved, but the clutch sword was melted by the undercurrent at the moment when it hit the undercurrent.

This sword was actually destroyed by that undercurrent!

Destroyed the clutch sword, but Ning Fan did not have any distressed color, distressed. Only the little sword spirit in the sword bag.

What a sword, just ruined

A few little girls murmured and seemed to say something, but all the words. They were all submerged in the river water and could not hear clearly.

Ning Fan only glanced at Duanjian, his eyes even more cold.

This sword is destroyed, but his memory must be recaptured!

collapse!

Ning Fan drank the word, and directly sacrificed the broken clutch sword. Suddenly pinched a trick.

In the next instant, the dignified 12th grade clutch sword was directly detonated by Ning Fan ruthlessly, and the wave of the magic weapon explosion immediately blew a gap in the bottom of the river.

"Not enough, the mere twelve magical treasures of Nirvana can't break this technique." Taku shook his head in disapproval, but in the next moment, he showed a moving expression for the first time.

At the bottom of the long river, Ning Fan shot like electricity, sacrificed a magic weapon, and blew himself up mercilessly.

The Demon Yuan Ruler, the Seven-Star Lamp, the Burning Cang Fan, and the Twelve Nirvana Magical Treasures were all exploded by Ning Fan without pity.

More magic weapons were taken out of the storage bag by Ning Fan and exploded one by one. Many magical treasures were stained with blood, and it was Ning Fan who murdered people to get the treasure.

That number is too many, that is the wealth that Ning Fan has accumulated along the way by killing countless people.

Even Tagu was a little moved. Although the young man in front of him was not high in cultivation, the slaughter was quite astonishing.

But, still not enough! Tagu shook his head slightly.

Ning Fan showed a satisfied expression, and the green light in his eyes flickered.

His cultivation level may not be as good as that of the seventh-generation barbarian god Tagu, but his eyesight is absolutely incomparable even when Tagu was alive.

That is the eyesight of the second realm of heaven and man. Even Taku has not broken through to the second realm of heaven and man.

Therefore, in Ning Fan's eyes, this long river has three weak points. He can see this, but Tagu can't.

After he detonated countless magic weapons, the entire long river has begun to be unstable. He could see this, but Tagu couldn't either.

He doesn't want to break this technique, he just wants a momentary loosening of this technique!

"My cultivation is not as good as yours, but you are not allowed to take away my memory!"

"No matter who you are, you have to take my memory back!"

Ning Fan suddenly jumped up from the real bridge, and in front of his eyes, the broken scenes of the Huanhe Sect appeared again.

He didn't remember who the girl was, he only knew that his determination at the moment must be taken back!

In the sixth breath, at this moment when the long river was unstable, Ning Fan suddenly rushed towards the top of the long river like a shadow of an arrow from the string.

Before, he was unable to move an inch in the long river, but now he can move!

Tagu was quite surprised. He never imagined that a mere junior could make his supernatural powers a little flawed.

Just as he was about to do something to make up for it, Ning Fan had already rushed out of the Heihe, turned into a golden light, and rushed towards the Tagu phantom over the Heihe.

"Give my memory back!"

At this moment, Zhan Yi Jianguang pierced into the phantom of Tagu.

A flood of memories flooded back into Ning Fan's mind immediately.

And Tagu's complexion is unprecedentedly ugly. Along with Ning Fan's own memory, there are other memories mixed together and flowing into Ning Fan's mind (to be continued.)