Grasping Evil

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Ning Fan picked up a three-foot long sword, stepped out of the void, and appeared in front of one hundred thousand ancient corpses.

The sword in his hand, the whole body is fiery red, is a twelve nirvana sword, which was requested from the eyeball monster in order to perform the sword-killing technique.

The Twelve Nirvana Immortal Sword is not enough to make a hundred thousand ancient corpses fear, but the moon-white sword glow from this immortal sword is enough to make any ancient corpse tremble.

This is the unique technique of chaos - the sword of killing people, which is designed to kill the undead in the world!

The descendant of the chaotic ancient times... It was actually the descendant of the chaotic ancient times... So it is...

Yin Mo's expression became even more solemn, as if in an instant, he wanted to understand a lot of things.

It's no wonder that so many ancient corpses have mysteriously fallen before.

Yin Mo is a corpse cut out by the undead emperor. He has some undead memories, so how could he not know the horror of the sword of killing people?

The Immortal Emperor has lived his entire life. Among the Immortal Emperors of the same level, he has never been defeated. Relying on his immortality and immortality, even the Desolate Saint can't kill him. Such a powerful person was once defeated in the hands of the Great Emperor of Chaos...

The more powerful the undead, the more afraid of the power of the sword, the more powerful the undead emperor.

Even though there are 100,000 undead ancient corpses to protect the law today, in front of the sword of killing people, I am afraid that it is a matter of one sword.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that the first confrontation in this great calamity was that the right eye had the upper hand... Hehe, being able to find the help of the ancient descendants is enough to restrain the undead power in my body, but unfortunately, this god Power is not just the power of immortality... Right eye, can you give me more surprises..."

After the initial surprise, Yin Mo's expression returned to indifference. He knew that most of the 100,000 ancient corpses would be killed by Ning Fan in one blow, but he didn't care.

Roar!

One hundred thousand corpses. Qi Qi let out a corpse roar, even though he was afraid of Ning Fan's killing power, he still instinctively shot at Ning Fan.

those roars. Barbarism is like a beast, and it is obviously not a human language. But I don't know why there is a sad mood, enough to touch people's hearts.

Hear, even...enough to see...

Ning Fan closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to hear these ancient corpses for hundreds of millions of years,

The soul sound left between the mountains and the sea, like an echo, lingers.

The Aegis Destroyer in the dantian is even more bizarre, and there is a trace of immortality. It made Ning Fan resonate with this world and the world.

In his mind, at this moment, scenes from ancient times appeared!

One day, the undead emperor cut out a corpse in the billions of stars and gave it the name Yinmo.

'Evil corpse, I want a promise from you. Promise me, accompany me, guard the Zidou Xinghe forever. ’

that day. Yin Mo knelt in front of the immortal and made an oath to the immortal emperor.

'Purple Dou Lie Immortal is above. Xiu Yin Mo is born from the emperor's slaying of evil, and he should inherit the emperor's thoughts. Although it is a corpse, it will definitely be upright, worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of Zidou. In the future, I will be born as Zidou, and die as Zidou. If this oath is violated, heaven and man will be killed! ’

After countless years passed, the Yin Mo cultivation base became higher and higher. Instead of immortality, go to the border guarding the Zidou Immortal Domain - Nichenhai.

here. There is a great formation for protecting the world that Immortal Emperor Zidou has spent countless years laying down. If this array exists. Even some fourth-step monks could not break into the Zidou Immortal Domain.

On that day, a red sun suddenly rose from the sea of ​​dust, and a man holding a red whisk walked out of the red sun.

No one can see the man's face clearly, as if if he doesn't allow it, no one in this world can see his face!

The man, wearing a fiery red feather cloak, walked in front of Yin Mo step by step. All the cities he passed were turned into ruins and dissipated in the dust.

'I need you, help me complete one thing... When this is done, I will give you the Tai Cang bloodline and give you the opportunity to rise above the Three Realms. ’

If others say that to Yin Mo, Yin Mo will definitely not believe it.

But the man in red in front of him was a big man whom Yin Mo could only look up to, and his promise would definitely not be a deception.

On that day, Yin Mo opened Nichenhai's world protection formation, and under the leadership of the man in red, countless cultivators from the dust world entered the Zidou Immortal Realm.

On that day, Yin Mo resolutely turned his back, and slashed the slaughtering knife at the hundreds of millions of Zidou Xianxiu under his command.

When the flames of war burned across the Purple Dou Galaxy, and when the report of the battle spread to the Immortal Palace, the Immortal Emperor stood up and rushed towards Nichen Sea.

He wants to personally kill the traitor who broke his oath and brought foreign enemies into the house!

But, it's too late. After Yin Mo defected, he had escaped into the world of dust and took shelter under the wings of Tai Cang Jie Ling. If he wanted to kill him, it was as difficult as going to the sky.

In a fit of rage, the Undying Emperor crossed the sea of ​​dust and entered the world of dust, just to kill the rebel, but he failed to do so. Instead, he was suppressed by the Taicang Jie Ling, and his corpse was divided under Jiuli Mountain...

Later, Zidou Immortal Territory fell into the flames of war. Later... Yin Mo became the ninth generation of barbarian gods.

Stepping on the bones of his companions, he won the appreciation of Tai Cang Jie Ling, but soon, he disappeared mysteriously after a retreat.

Few people know that it was Immortal Emperor Zidou who detained this evil with his last strength and suppressed it in the Nine Heavens Tower...

The scenes are so fragmented, but they contain too many ancient secrets, which remain in the mountains and seas.

Ning Fan is not a saint, and he does not have the ability to see through the past, the present and the future, but through his superb comprehension of the Mountain and Sea Mantra, he has managed to do so.

Kill Yin Mo!

Kill this traitor!

If you don't kill this evil, it will be difficult to repay the hatred of hundreds of millions of people in the Purple Dou Realm!

kill! kill! kill!

The soul sounds of the 100,000 ancient corpses remain in the mountains and seas, all of which carry a monstrous hatred for Yin Mo.

They longed to kill Yin Mo in order to pay homage to the tens of thousands of Zidou Xianxiu, but sadly, even their corpses became Yin Mo's puppets.

The soul sound of the 100,000 ancient corpses, the sadness like fallen leaves at the end of autumn, fell into Ning Fan's heart piece by piece.

After all, Ning Fan is not a real Zidou Xianxiu, and it is difficult to experience the tragic grief of these cultivators' country and family. The only thing that can be done is to see off these martyrs...

Ten paths, a hundred paths, a thousand paths...more and more moon white sword lights surrounded Ning Fan, and the number finally reached ten million paths.

Under the blessing of thousands of life-slaying sword qi, Ning Fan's aura was so strong that it completely exceeded the limit of the second step and reached the third step!

What does it feel like... indescribable... Ning Fan's figure is unprecedentedly ethereal. His eyes were filled with the power of heaven and earth, so indifferent that there was no trace of emotion.

That gaze... is like seeing everything like a cud, unable to arouse the slightest interest!

His body began to feel excruciating pain. It seems that it is about to bear this kind of power and is on the verge of collapse.

Ning Fan believed it. If it weren't for his cultivation base soaring, and he was guarded by the Heaven-Opening Tool, he would definitely not be able to withstand the power of ten million sword lights at this moment!

If it was my previous self... I would definitely be shocked and killed by this supreme sword power!

Click, click, click...

The Twelve Nirvana Immortal Sword in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand this level of sword light, and cracks began to appear.

Ning Fan slowly swung the immortal sword, and the movement was extremely slow. But in the eyes of any ancient corpse, there is an indescribable chill.

Dangerous...very dangerous, what level of swordsmanship is this! Definitely beyond the scope of the second step!

The ancient corpse figures that slammed into Ning Fan one after another were blocked thousands of feet away by the invisible sword, and they could not continue to approach.

The 100,000 ancient corpses surrounded Ning Fan at the center, within a radius of thousands of feet, forming a vacuum circle.

The sword is like a circle... The trajectory of the sword can't pick out any flaws, and it has reached perfection...

The perfect kendo that countless sword cultivators have been striving for. At this moment, Ning Fan slashed it out...

Click, click. click...

The immortal sword was on the verge of breaking, and at this moment, Ning Fan swung this sword that could not be copied!

As soon as the sword fell, the whole world seemed to turn into a circle, and the moon-white sword light was like water, flowing in the circle, flowing past the sides of the ancient corpses. Without exception, all turned into fly ash. In an instant, he was cut into powder by the supreme sword intent.

Can't compete. unbeatable! Thirteen breaths passed, and the 100,000 ancient corpses here were all turned into ashes.

Ning Fan could no longer bear the power of this sword. Under the ghost's face, his face turned pale and bloodshot from the corners of his mouth. Obviously, he was severely attacked. As for the immortal sword in his hand, it had already clicked, and it was completely broken into countless pieces of iron, scattered on the ground.

"Stinky boy, well done! Once the 100,000 ancient corpses are destroyed, Yin Mo must die today!" The Eyeball Monster laughed out loud.

"Really? Do you really think that you can kill me without the protection of 100,000 ancient corpses? This son's life-slaying sword skills are extremely lethal to pure undead beings, but I don't only have undead. The power. The sword skill of killing life is invalid for me." Yin Mo Shixiang said indifferently.

"Hehe, if this son only has these means, he can't kill you naturally, but he has another identity. Brat, there is no time for you to rest, do it!" The eyeball monster shouted loudly.

Ning Fan nodded and wiped away the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth. With the help of these bloodshots, he suddenly squatted down and slapped it towards the ground.

Suddenly, a circle of blood-colored halos appeared on the ground, and a blood-red altar was rising little by little from the ground.

"Take blood as a guide to call out the hole cards hidden in the formation..."

The Yin Mo Stone Statue frowned slightly, but he did not expect that a fifth altar would appear in the large formation under the eyeball monster.

On the four altars, there is a congenital treasure seal guarding each side, but this fifth altar does not have any innate treasure seal, only an ancient crossbow is placed on it.

"This is... the ancient archery crossbow! No, the real archery crossbow should have been destroyed, it's just an imitation..." Yin Mo said disdainfully.

"Hey, look down on imitations, but there is a price to pay. Brother Zhu, it's up to you, for the sake of the old brother, you have to cooperate with your master!" Eyeballs laughed strangely.

"Brother, don't worry! Your enemy is my brother's enemy, and what your sword is pointing at is the place where the younger brother's arrow fell! Master, do it, my bowstring is already unbearable!" A candle suddenly came out from the crossbow. Bow shares the voice of the enemy.

Unexpectedly, the snobbish and timid Candle Bow would also open a bow to a strong enemy for the sake of loyalty... Ning Fan was secretly amazed, he appeared on the fifth altar, raised his hand and pressed it on the crossbow mechanism.

This crossbow is an imitation of the once treasure of the ancient barbarian world - the ancient archery crossbow!

Although it is just an imitation magic weapon, it has more restrictions than the real archer crossbow. Only people who are barbaric gods can activate this crossbow!

A faint golden light began to appear on Ning Fan's body, and above the sky, golden punishment mountains continued to appear one after another.

The mighty power of punishment, under Ning Fan's control, all rolled towards the Yin ink stone statue, and the gray sky was all illuminated by golden light.

At this moment, the might of Ning Fan Thirty-Six Mountains punishment. All were suppressed on Yin Mo's body. Yin Mo tried to summon his three Xingshan Mountains to counter this coercion, but he had only just summoned them. The three Xingshan Mountains collapsed again, just like before. Unable to appear in front of Ning Fan.

As a nine-generation barbarian god, he felt a kind of heavenly power from Ning Fan.

At the same time, the savage god, his coercion is too much inferior to Ning Fan, and with his yin and ink nature, he has a sense of unwillingness, and snorted coldly.

"Sure enough, you are the newly born ten-generation barbarian god! There are actually thirty-six punishment mountains! It's a pity that this god is also a barbarian god. If you only use coercion, you will never be able to suppress me!"

Chi! Chi! Chi!

Responding to Yin Mo, it was a sound of arrows breaking through the air! In the blink of an eye, thirty-six golden arrows shot out of the crossbow.

Yinmo is different from Xizi painting in that it is not the shadow of mountains and seas, but a living barbarian god with three mountains of punishment. Just relying on Xingshan's coercion, Ning Fan couldn't suppress Yin Mo, even if he used punishment, it might not have much effect.

so. The eyeball monster made a plan and decided to use the imitation archery crossbow to gather the power of punishment from the Thirty-Six Mountains. Turn into a materialized arrow to attack Yin Mo.

Such golden arrows have almost no lethality to cultivators other than barbaric cultivators, but they have a fatal threat to Yin Mo.

Thirty-six golden arrows did not deviate from one another, and all of them were shot into the Yin ink stone statue, and everything happened in a flash.

Yin Mo's expression changed drastically, and he flew out directly from the stone statue, following him. Thirty-six arrows followed and chased after them.

Although barely escaped. But he was inevitably shot through several blood holes. With his cultivation, he couldn't heal those wounds.

Any one of these thirty-six golden arrows is enough to kill the savage cultivator of the Immortal Emperor!

Thirty-six arrows in one, are enough to kill all the savage cultivators under the saint, even Yin Mo would not dare to take this arrow hard.

The only pity is that the imitation archery crossbow seems to be unable to withstand the power of thirty-six arrows.

what a pity…

"Die! Even if you have the Crow Feather given by that person, you can't live under this crossbow arrow!" The eyeball monster looked unprecedentedly excited.

Yin Mo is alive or dead, and it all looks at one blow. If he can make a contribution with one blow, it is naturally very good. Even if he can't, it should be enough to destroy his life-saving thing, but it is not bad.

"Humph! Although your attack is strong, you are not qualified to use the robbery feathers bestowed by the Lord. I am now different from when my right eye was still there! Let me show you what I have learned over the years. Do it, sacrifice bones!"

Seeing that Yin Mo could not escape the pursuit of thirty-six arrows, he simply stopped fleeing, but cut off a finger and turned his phalanx into a big stick of white bone.

On the bone stick, there will be the totem of Kunpeng covering the sea, and the breath is extremely strange. When it is weak, it seems to be just a common thing, but when it is strong, it exudes innate aura, giving people a feeling like a living thing.

Yin Mo raised the bone stick, and the bone stick was immediately divided into thirty-six strands, each of which slammed toward a golden arrow.

boom! boom! boom!

The powerful antagonism made the space on the ninth floor of the sky tower unstable and began to collapse crazily, and then the entire ninth layer of the sky tower began to shake violently.

Yin Mo's distraction kept coughing up blood, and he used the bone stick extremely reluctantly. Every second, distraction was seriously injured.

However, the effect is also very significant. Every time the arrow light hits the bone stick, it will be weakened a lot. This scene is like being swallowed by the bone stick.

After more than ten breaths, all thirty-six arrows were swallowed by the bone rod, and the collapse of the Nine Heavens Tower finally stopped!

There was no loss on the bone stick. The only change was that after swallowing the golden arrow, the Kunpeng totem on the bone stick became a lot more agile.

"Impossible! You have not been recognized by the Holy Sect, but you have refined this Holy Sect magic weapon!" The eyeball monster was shocked.

He had long known about the bone stick that Yin Mo obtained, but he never expected that Yin Mo could control the power of the bone stick.

It should be noted that before being suppressed to the Nine Heavens Towers, Yin Mo spent a lot of effort to sacrifice and refine this thing, but was unable to refine it and conquer it. Unexpectedly... Now it has succeeded!

This bone stick is not small. Although it is not an artifact of opening the sky, among the congenital, there are not many who can beat it... After all, this treasure was once used as a magic weapon by the ancient sages, and was raised in the cycle of six paths for countless years. Power is no small matter!

There was just one point that the Eyeball Monster couldn't understand. Only monks with the bloodline of the Holy Sect can use the sacred artifact, why can Yin Mo use the sacred artifact!

Yin Mo's distraction has faded a lot, and the use of bone sticks seems to be a great loss to him, but his eyes are shining with bloodthirsty rays of light. "Although you are my right eye, there are many things that you don't know about. I betrayed Zidou Xianyu that day. He gave me the appreciation of that lord. It's not just to save my life. It's a pity, it seems that this time, you still can't kill me..."

"That's not necessarily!" After the eyeball monster was slightly disappointed, a stronger fighting intent erupted in his eyes.

He set up a large formation in all directions, quelling the recovery of Yin Mo's breath. With the help of Ning Fan's power, he beheaded 100,000 ancient corpses and shot thirty-six golden arrows of punishment, all of this. Still not his killer move.

This is the last time... He has been separated from Yin Mo for many years, and his cultivation has been stagnant, while Yin Mo is getting more and more powerful.

He has already assassinated Yin Mo 12 times... 12 times of great calamities, the barbarians take 12 as the cycle of reincarnation, this time, it is the last great calamity of Yin Mo.

If it weren't for the fact that Yin Mo was extremely weak at this moment, just by his distraction, even if he didn't use the bone stick, it would be enough to block thirty-six arrows.

After the calamity of surplus and shortage is over, Yin Mo will never weaken to this level again. This is the last chance to kill Yin Mo, no matter what the price is, we must seize it!

"Little girl. Next, it's up to you! The sixth altar, now!"

The eyeball monster swept out a gray light, and in the formation, the sixth altar appeared again.

Above the altar, there is a strange formation, and there is a faint flow of black moonlight. In front of the formation, there was an altar with incense candles lit. in front of the altar. The female nun standing in a pink palace dress is a wonderful word.

"This is... Sacrificial Dao Array!" Yin Mo's expression was suddenly startled. Then filled with coldness.

He didn't expect that his right eye really wanted to fight with himself this time. Even in such an extreme way.

Just don't know, in its heart, the glory of the undead emperor is worth the price he pays to turn it into the sacrificial power of the Dao formation.

The eyeball monster flew to the center of the formation and swept out a gray awn. The grey glow turned into a thousand, and in an instant, it turned into thousands of magical treasures, which fell from the sky like raindrops and landed in the center of the formation.

Miaoyan held a peach wood sword, and at the moment when the eyeball monster summoned the magic weapon, he cooperated with the eyeball monster to start casting spells.

She didn't know who she was going to deal with, but she was doing Ning Fan a favor, so she wouldn't turn it away.

Every time a magic weapon is exploded, there will be more black energy in the eyes of the eyeball monster. After the black energy reaches a certain level, it will gradually turn into a totem of black crescent moon.

The first black crescent moon appeared in the eyes of the eyeball monster and spun around.

As soon as this crescent moon appeared, the aura of the eyeball monster suddenly soared. Although it did not reach the realm of Eight Tribulations, it was almost the same.

"It's not enough! This time, even if you do your best, I will kill you!"

The eyeball monster swept out more gray rays, and countless treasures of heaven and earth fell to the center of the formation, bursting open one by one.

Inside, there are rare medicinal pills, elixir, and all kinds of spirit ore immortal materials. After the explosion, more and more black energy appeared in the eyes of the eyeball monster.

The second black crescent moon condensed out.

In the end, the eyeball monster even ran out of Daojing, and he loved money like his life, but he really spent all his money.

The third, fourth, and fifth crescent moons condensed out one after another. When the fifth black crescent moon appeared, the aura of the strange eyeballs soared to the realm of the ninth robbery in a short period of time.

But, still not enough!

"Little iron cage, now!"

"Little Tiezhu, now!"

"Little Hammer, now!"

"Small nail rake, now!"

"Slingshot..."

"Little Yellow Flag..."

"Little radish head..."

"Pants..."

"Small…"

A magic weapon with a low-end name was summoned by the eyeball monster desperately. There were 12 in total, and without exception, all of them were innate magic weapons.

Without any hesitation, the eyeball monster exploded twelve innate magic weapons one after another, and the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth crescent moons condensed out one after another.

When the ninth black moon appeared, the aura of the eyeball monster reached the quasi-sacred state in a short time, and it was not an ordinary quasi-sage!

"Nine black moons... If you can reach twelve, maybe you can really fight me. Now you are not enough..."

"burst!"

But listening to a loud bang, this time, the eyeball monster actually exploded himself.

Yin Mo suddenly widened his left eye, obviously not expecting the eyeball monster to explode, but soon, he realized the true intention of the eyeball monster, squinted, and looked sharply in the direction of Ning Fan.

However, when he saw Ning Fan's eyebrows, where the stars were shining, a black gap suddenly opened, and from the gap, a wretched laughter came out.

"Stinky boy, lend me your body! This old man will use your body to kill the yin and ink old ghost!"

The crack opened, it was the position of Ning Fan's third goal, but at this moment, the dove's nest was occupied by the eyeball monster, which served as Ning Fan's third goal.

12 black crescents, spinning in Ning Fan's third eye.

"Now our cultivation base is quite equal... Yin Mo, fight this old man!" (To be continued)