Grasping Evil

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Could it be that this old man's 34 million years of cultivation is no match for the century-old rise of a junior?

Wu Laoba Mungdou's small eyes stared at Ning Fan's Dao sword. Although he was unwilling, he had to admit that Ning Fan's sword was terrifying.

The green-faced Taoist boy's physical defense was definitely formidable, but Ning Fan was able to break the defense with a single sword, relying on the strength of the fusion of the two Dao principles on the sword.

In the realm of Immortal Venerable, there are definitely not many people who can use the power of the two Dao Principles, and the power generated is by no means as simple as one plus one equals two. Ning Fan can have two kinds of Taoism. Among the immortals of the same level, the power of attack is definitely the first-class powerful.

However, the reason why Ning Fan was able to conquer so quickly, there is a more important reason, the biggest contributor should be the dark illusion that is enough to cover the world.

That illusion is very powerful, Wu Laoba asked himself if he was caught in the illusion, if he didn't use his trump card method, he would not be able to break free in a short time.

Because of this powerful illusion, the blue-faced Daotong fell into the illusion and couldn't dodge. He was hit by Ning Fan's sword in the front, and Ning Fan broke the defense directly and cut down the sky neatly.

Wu Laoba wanted to teach Ning Fan a lesson, but at this moment, he was retiring, and he felt deeply jealous of Ning Fan.

Even, he was already a little hesitant, should he agree to the request of the Danzong Sect Master, join the anti-Ning alliance, and jointly kill Ning Fan.

The blue-faced Taoist boy splattered blood, exited the giant's body, and fell to the ground. Although Taoist Musong closed his eyes, he knew everything about the outside world clearly. When he flicked his sleeves in the direction of Qingmian Daotong, a gust of pine wind blew through, supporting the Daotong and landing firmly in the ancient temple.

"Disciple lost the test. Please master to punish."

The green-faced Taoist boy didn't care about the bleeding wound on his chest, and knelt directly in front of Mu Song, his face full of shame.

He embarrassed Mu Dao, he actually lost to Xiang Mozi's disciple, and he was sorry for his teacher.

"Silly boy. It's just that you lost the test, so why worry about it. But, do you know why you lost so thoroughly?" Mu Song sighed slightly and patted Daotong on the shoulder.

"Disciple doesn't know, ask Master for guidance."

"You went the wrong way. You haven't found out about it yet, but I think Ning Xiaoyou has already discovered it. You are considered an outstanding person in Dongtian, but in the end, you can't compare to this son.

For you, it is better to lose to this son, the arrogance of the pine, if there is no wind and snow, you will not be able to excel. "

Mu Song said something that the blue-faced Daotong couldn't understand, and he flicked his sleeves again, and there was a gust of pine wind that stroked the Daotong up.

The blue-faced Daotong's head hummed. I just felt that the last sentence Master said was a wake-up call for him.

His path is wrong... Is it really wrong?

The blue-faced Daotong looked at a loss for a moment. But soon, he returned to calm, but he was less reckless than before. He took out a pill and took it. He stopped the bleeding and let out a long sigh. He clenched his fists towards Ning Fan in the sky and said ashamed.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your mercy."

The injury he suffered was not serious. The sword was only slashed in the chest. If it was slashed in the dantian, it would only hurt the root. Ning Fan really showed mercy.

"Um."

Ning Fan watched the exchange between Mu Song and his apprentice with great meaning. Before Mu Song said that he turned a blind eye to the difficulties of his disciple Cang Emperor, Ning Fan also said that this is a cold-hearted master, and now he sees that this Mu Song also has a silent concern for his disciple.

This wood pine asked the green-faced Taoist boy to challenge himself. Although he meant to test himself, he did not mean to hone and guide his disciples.

I just don't know what Daoist Mu Song thinks of himself in this fight, and whether he has met his requirements.

Just as he was about to step down from the blue ring, he heard Taoist Musong say to a big-eared novice beside him.

"Children of Songguo, you also go to fight this Immortal Monarch of Rain."

The big-eared novice who was called was slightly startled, then shook his head and said, "Tu'er is not Yujun's opponent."

"It doesn't matter, this is your chance to prove the dead wood avenue. Even if you fail, you must be rewarded."

Hearing this, the big-eared novice no longer shied away, but a pale figure, like a direct phantom, appeared above the sky, within the blue ring, and smiled wryly at Ning Fan.

"Master has a life, and if you are a disciple, you don't dare to disobey, and please ask Yujun to give some advice."

After saying that, there was a dark yellow brilliance flowing all over the body, and the invisible momentum was also in the category of Eternal Tribulation, but it was much stronger than the blue-faced Dao Boy. I am afraid that he is not far from the Realm of Tribulation.

In addition, this dark yellow radiance, vaguely, has a very strong illusion-breaking magical power. If Ning Fan still wants to repeat the old technique and cast the dark illusion, I am afraid that it will not work.

The big-eared novice then recited something in his mouth, and the heaven and earth in the blue ring suddenly changed.

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, the sky he was standing on suddenly changed, and in a flash, he appeared in an ancient pine world out of thin air.

In all directions, there are towering ancient pine trees, and there are endless Buddhist sounds that constantly reverberate in the pine wind.

"A magical power that changes the world."

The green light in Ning Fan's eyes flickered, and the divine sense turned into rain, instantly covering the entire ancient pine world, and in an instant, the entire ancient pine world was seen through.

After the big-eared novice dragged Ning Fan into this world, he immediately activated his supernatural powers. In an instant, the ancient pines suddenly rose from the ground and turned into black dragons, hundreds of millions of black dragons, and collided with Ning Fan at the same time. , There is almost no retreat between heaven and earth, there is no escape, all retreats are blocked.

"It's a good magical power, if it is Immortal Venerable Zero Tribulation, I'm afraid it won't be able to stop this blow."

Ning Fan praised the other party's extraordinary supernatural powers, but his body swayed and disappeared immediately, leaving only a faint red glow in place.

All the blue dragons were stunned, unable to capture Ning Fan's whereabouts.

In the next instant, Ning Fan appeared directly in front of one of the countless blue dragons, his eyes flashing with azure light, locked onto the dragon, and when he raised his hand, it was a sword.

It was another slash blessed by the Double Dao. This slash, without the gorgeous sword light, directly split the dragon from it. Inside the dragon's body, there was the big-eared novice.

The big-eared novice was taken aback, obviously not expecting that Ning Fan would find himself among the hundreds of millions of blue dragons so easily, and before he had time to react, he saw Ning Fan slashed down with a sword.

"Withered Dragon Mirror protect me!"

Seeing that sword light was about to come in an instant. Without any hesitation, the big-eared novice shouted loudly, all the blue dragons between heaven and earth disappeared, and in front of him, an ancient mirror with pine patterns appeared out of thin air.

The sword light slashed on the ancient mirror. It was directly absorbed by the ancient mirror strangely, and then, a sword beam burst out from the mirror and slashed towards Ning Fan, actually rebounding Ning Fan's magical power back.

"An ancient mirror that can bounce back magical powers..."

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his hand to block the sword light, and chopped down at the ancient mirror again.

The sword light that was wrapped around two kinds of Dao before, could not smash this mirror, but was bounced back to supernatural power by this mirror, but it was three kinds of Dao. This mirror can do it!

This time, Ning Fan used the power of fighting yin and yang, and the majestic fighting spirit from all over his body flowed into the sword, making the sword on the sword shine, and it increased to three.

"There are actually three principles! Impossible!"

The big-eared novice's complexion changed drastically, and before he could react any more, he heard the ancient mirror click. Being smashed to pieces by Ning Fan, the sword light was cast off, and it slashed directly into the chest of the big-ear novice. Immediately, the entire ancient pine world was unsustainable and completely collapsed. As for the big-ear novice, blood arrows flew out of his chest, and he stepped back several dozen steps in the air before he stabilized his body.

The injury to the chest is not serious. But he did lose to Ning Fan. Not a match at all...

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your mercy."

The big-ear novice smiled bitterly and landed back to the ancient temple. He knew that he was no match for Ning Fan, but he didn't expect to lose so simply.

Junior Brother Songxi still supported Ning Fan for at least ten breaths, but he only supported three breaths before he lost...

"Hey! Senior Brother Songguo has even used Yisong Yiguo's technique of changing the sky, but he only lasted three breaths in Yujun's hands!"

The disciples in the temple couldn't stop breathing again, and Wu Laoba's face was even more ugly.

On Ning Fan's sword, there is actually the power of the third Dao principle! In terms of attack power alone, I am afraid that in the realm of eternal calamity, there are not many people who can match Ning Fan!

Of course, the opponent at the Immortal Venerable level is not simply attacking me for defense. If you can't defend against Ning Fan's sword light, you can use attack instead of defense.

It's just that Wu Laoba's more powerful attack methods are mostly related to black luck, but the black luck is restrained by Ning Fan. In terms of defensive methods, he didn't think he had any supernatural powers that could block Ning Fan's three-layered sword.

In this way, he and Ning Fan will definitely lose more and win less. Thinking of this, Wu Laoba's fear of Ning Fan has risen to an unprecedented level, and his heart is even more determined, he will never go to the muddy waters of Danzong! Anyway, he and the Dan Zong Sect Master are just friends of wine and meat, there is no need to provoke a ruthless character like Ning Fan for this person.

"Hehe, I have fought twice in this battle. I wonder if Brother Mu is satisfied with this little friend Ning's performance?" Although Xiang Mozi asked a question, he already had a good grasp of it in his heart. Ning Fan was extremely satisfied.

The Taoist Musong just smiled and said nothing.

Ning Fan won both battles, the resort was simply beautiful, and Mu Song was very satisfied.

Ning Fan Xiu has three kinds of Taoism, and he is also a cultivator, and Mu Song is also very satisfied.

However, if this is the case, Ning Fan is still not qualified to make Mu Song pay a huge price. He opened his eyes and challenged the dark clan again.

Ning Fan was most moved by Mu Song's identity as a descendant of the ancient times. This son's strength is enough, but if he can't do one thing, it's not enough to help him complete the research on the second map of the ancient times. Naturally, it is also He was not qualified to make an exception to open his eyes.

For the two disciples of Immortal Venerable and Ning Fan to play against each other, Mu Song more wanted to make the disciples suffer some losses and take this opportunity to polish the two disciples.

The place where Ning Fan really needed to be tested was still in the third battle.

Wu Laoba made up his mind. When he sees Ning Fan in the future, he will definitely take a detour. As for the Kaitian Stone that was taken away, he does not dare to ask for it again. Without him, Ning Fan is too powerful.

It's a pity that Wu Laoba didn't know that he wanted to avoid the confrontation with Ning Fan, but Daoist Musong would not give him this chance and counted him long ago.

"Xiaoyou Wu, why don't you go and discuss with Xiaoyou Ning?" The Taoist Mu Song smiled slightly, but the words he said made Wu Laoba have the urge to scold his mother.

What a joke! You can't beat Ning Fan, so let me, an outsider, play. Do you want me to be slashed by Ning Fan as well? That is the slash of the three Dao Principles, I can't stop it, okay!

Although he was full of slander in his heart, he didn't dare to complain even on his face. Wu Laoba forced a smile and declined, "Senior Mu is joking. This Immortal Monarch of Rain is very powerful and possesses three kinds of Taoism.

Musong is indeed a person with an eccentric temperament. He was still laughing one second, but the next second, his face changed, and he said with a gloomy expression, "Hmph, if the old man asked you to fight, you go to fight. If you push back like this, you are dissatisfied with the old man!"

This hat is too big, and Wu Laoba immediately sweated on his forehead, and hurriedly explained, "Senior gave the junior three treasures. How dare the junior be dissatisfied with the senior."

Bitterness, bitterness, even if he wanted to avoid Ning Fan this time, he could only bite the bullet and fight.

Looking at the meaning of this old man Musong, it was obvious that he wanted to test Ning Fan, but he also counted Lao Tzu into it. His grandmother's cultivation was not as good as others. You can only keep your breath low, lower your eyebrows and pleasing your eyes, it's really useless!

Stop it. If you want to fight, I will fight, I and the other two treasures you gave me may not be afraid of Ning Fan's three principles!

Thinking of those two treasures, Wu Laoba's confidence suddenly became a lot harder, and his figure swayed. Boarding the blue ring in the sky, he greeted Ning Fan politely.

"Pindao Wu Laoba. There were many misunderstandings with Yujun before, and now we have to fight. Please be merciful to Yujun."

His tone was unprecedentedly polite!

Ning Fan was stunned for a moment, Wu Laoba's politeness was not a disguise, but because he was really afraid of Ning Fan, so he was so polite. This can be felt with his keen perception of the second realm of heaven and man.

Unexpectedly, this product was robbed of Kaitianshi by himself, and he could still be polite without changing his face. Such a submissive mentality was considered one of the best in a thousand miles.

It's a pity that he doesn't have much affection for Wu Laoba, and naturally he can't be merciful. If the two fought against each other, Ning Fan would still use his full strength to defeat Wu Laoba quickly, so that he could show his ability in front of Mu Song.

He was brought to the moth, and it represents the face of the moth, and naturally he wants to win some glory for this senior!

"Be careful Yujun, Pindao is going to use the magic weapon!"

Wu Laoba smiled on the surface and reminded Ning Fan, but in his heart he wished that Ning Fan would be defeated by his magic weapon.

But when he turned his hand, the blue light flashed in his hand, and there was a small pine seedling that was about a foot long, and the precious light flowed on it, which was extremely extraordinary, obviously not ordinary.

Wu Laoba then blew a breath at the small pine seedlings, and when he sacrificed in the air, the small pine seedlings suddenly grew up against the wind and turned into a giant pine!

Above this giant pine, I don't know how many pine needles there are, and each pine needle is like a flying sword, extremely sharp and glowing with cold light.

But seeing the change of Wu Lao's Eight Fingers, there were 30 million pine needles flying swords that flew down from the tree and fell down like a rainstorm towards Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's eyes changed immediately, unprecedentedly solemn.

This small pine seedling is not a magic weapon, but the pine needles grown on the pine seedlings can be used as flying swords!

Thirty million pine needles are thirty million flying swords!

The lowest rank of these flying swords are all magic weapons of shattering the void. There are countless pine needle swords that rank among the immortal swords, and there are many immortal swords that reach the acquired rank!

Among them, there are even several pine needle swords, all of which have reached the level of the acquired twelve nirvanas!

Thirty million flying swords slashed at Ning Fan, and among them were countless high-level immortal swords, how dare Ning Fan underestimate it.

At this moment, even if his Dao sword can be wrapped around three Dao rules, it is impossible to repel 30 million flying swords with one sword. Most of the other magical powers are not enough to deal with this situation.

If he used the vertical golden light to dodge, he could easily dodge Wu Laoba's attack, but in this way, it would leave a weak impression on the Taoist Musong.

He must win this battle, and he must win it strongly, so that he can live up to the reputation of his predecessors.

While his mind was racing, Ning Fan opened his mouth and swallowed the Dao Sword into his belly, and suddenly thousands of red glows burst out from his body, which actually pushed the blood-robbing power to the extreme.

He is a blood-robbing body, the strongest magical power that can be used. There is no doubt that he is the famous magical power of the seven-generation barbarian god Tagu - the art of annihilation!

That is a great magical power that can change the world, and it is more suitable to deal with the current situation!

The thirty million flying swords approached, but Ning Fan did not change his expression and raised his right palm.

The action was clearly like lightning, but in the eyes of everyone, it felt extremely slow, as if every shot was slowing down.

When his fingertips slid across the sky, it was easy to open a crack between the heaven and the earth, and then the whole world began to change its appearance.

In the two years he walked out of the Wilderness Passage, Ning Fan had already studied this technique, and he was extremely proficient in using this technique.

If this technique is used again in this way, there will be no traces of mountain and sea forming step by step, but directly between heaven and earth. Presenting an endless stream of annihilation!

The 30,000,000 flying swords that were originally slashing at Ning Fan were all swept up in the big river and swept into the river, unable to break through the river.

Wu Laoba's expression changed drastically, and it was too late to react more. He was sealed under the great river by Ning Fan, and he couldn't get out of the trap either!

"What kind of magical power is this!" In the ancient temple, almost no one was surprised, even Xiang Mozi and Taoist Musong showed a dignified expression.

Anyone with a little eye can see that Ning Fan used a technique that changed the world. But the high level of this technique caught everyone by surprise.

This technique is definitely a supernatural power of the ancient overhaul level, you can't go wrong!

It should be noted that even a weaker Immortal King. In the face of 30 million flying swords, it is impossible to take all the flying swords head-on, but Ning Fan can do this as a calamity, doesn't it mean that his supernatural powers are amazing!

This kind of power is beyond the understanding of the low-level disciples here. Even if it is Xiang Mozi and Musong Daoist, there are not many kinds of magical powers of this level. the rest. Even more impossible!

The blue-faced Taoist boy and the big-eared novice stared at the black river in the sky in stunned eyes. If they said that they had lost to Ning Fan before, they would still be a little unconvinced. There is no dissatisfaction at all at this moment.

Haven't seen Wu Laoba, who has an eternal cultivation base, trapped at the bottom of the river like a bastard, can't he escape?

Wu Laoba's cultivation base is undoubtedly higher than them, and even if he faces the Second Tribulation Immortal Venerable, he may be defeated. But it is impossible to be so suppressed, so detained.

If you replace them. It is even more impossible to break free from Ning Fan's Annihilation River.

"Jun Yu is an extraordinary person, you can't compete with him!" The two looked at each other. All sigh.

On the other hand, Wu Laoba, who was the party involved, had already been scared to death by Ning Fan's magical powers.

Only when you are in this river can you feel the horror of the river. Wu Laoba is stunned. This river can't swallow anything, and nothing can be destroyed. Whether his memory or Taoism, it's all invincible. erosion!

This is still Ning Fan's mercy, if Ning Fan kills, Wu Laoba will definitely die in this long river!

"Bitterness, bitterness, I didn't expect that Yujun would have the magical power of the ancient overhaul level, and he took away my 30 million flying swords face to face and imprisoned me in this big river. Fortunately, I still have senior Musong. The third treasure given, if there is this thing, it may not be able to escape from this long river!"

Wu Laoba took a deep breath, slapped the storage bag, and took out a square treasure seal with a golden top and a black bottom. On the four corners, there are sun and moon patterns.

On the surface, this seal seems to be unremarkable, but if you look closely, you can perceive the innate aura that it induces but does not emit.

This treasure is actually an innate magic weapon!

This treasure is called [Liangyi Sifang Yin], and it is a famous magic weapon that Musong Daoist used before he entered the Quansheng. Even among the innate magic weapons, it is not an ordinary thing!

This thing is the third magic weapon that Wu Laoba asked for from Musong!

"The only disadvantage of this treasure is that every time it is used, it has to consume a huge amount of energy. With the mana of my eternity, it is faintly insufficient to maintain the operation of this treasure. Only by showing the [Eternal True Body] can there be enough mana to remind me. Move this treasure!"

"Child Ning Fan, although your supernatural power is strong, can it be stronger than the magic weapon of Senior Musong's fame!"

Wu Laoba sneered in his heart, almost foresaw the scene of Ning Fan's fiasco under the seals of the two sides.

In the next instant, Wu Laoba's entire body was rapidly expanding, and his body was even more shrouded in black light. The dazzling black light made it impossible for others to see what he looked like at the moment.

His body almost turned into a gigantic size, but the long river was also strange. The water surface seemed to rise with Wu Laoba. No matter how tall Wu Laoba became, he couldn't stick his head out from the river.

"This is... the real body of eternity! Isn't this a magical power that can only be cultivated by the cultivation of an immortal king? I never thought that this person could cultivate it in a calamity. It's amazing!"

The blue-faced Taoist boy and the big-eared novice lost their voices. Obviously, Wu Laoba's immortal body made them very surprised.

It's just that after the black light on Wu Laoba's body dissipated, the two were suddenly speechless.

It turned out that Wu Laoba's Eternal True Body was actually an extremely ugly black turtle. It is a bit rare for a human monk to cultivate the real body of a monster, and what is even rarer is the ugliness of the real body of the black turtle.

how to say? The beasts in this realm of self-cultivation, of course, beautiful can give people a sense of beauty, ugly and fierce, they can also give people a sense of majesty and make people like them.

Wu Laoba's real black turtle body does not have the slightest sense of majesty and ferocity. His face is inherited from Wu Laoba himself, so his appearance is indeed a bit ugly. But here comes the problem, the real tortoise is going the ugly route. He was clearly a mung bean with small eyes, but after transforming into a giant tortoise, he turned into a shameful and cute round black eye with double eyelids and long eyelashes.

As a result, it is difficult for this tortoise to give people a sense of viciousness, it can only be said to be ugly. Without the sense of mighty power, it is difficult for those who like fierce beasts to like it.

"It's bitter, it's bitter, and the poor know that once the real body of eternity is revealed, he will be ridiculed by others. It's just that the old man is not good enough. He obviously wants to absorb the power of the ancestors of Nie Li and cultivate a nine-winged basalt. The real body, but I don't want bad luck, I made a mistake in cultivation, and I cultivated into such an ugly appearance."

The only thing that makes Wu Laoba happy is that this ugly turtle body is a bit powerful. Once it changes into the real body, the mana can almost skyrocket.

He was originally a cultivation base on the upper side of the first catastrophe, and after he changed into the real body, he was only a little short of the cultivation base, and he could step into the realm of the second catastrophe! With his mana at the moment, it is enough to motivate the Sifang Yin of the Two Instruments!

"Break it for me!"

The giant tortoise roared, and the Sifang Seal of the Two Instruments immediately shook, and a mighty force came out, tearing the Yanliu River from it.

With the power of a magic weapon, the supernatural powers of the ancient overhaul level were broken open frontally! (To be continued)