Grasping Evil

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Mrs. Yunhua, dressed in a palace skirt, curled up. Facing the enemy-like gazes of Lanmei and other women, she smiled softly, seeing through the thoughts of the women at a glance, without any explanation, she bowed and left. As for Guiquezi, as if receiving an amnesty, he claimed to entertain Yunhua, but he escaped under the eyes of Lanmei because of excuses.

That Yunhua, left to the four daughters, is just the back of a peerless elegance.

In the distance, Ning Fan's spiritual thoughts swept away, and he knew what happened here.

Whether it was Zhihe, Lanmei's big bucks, or Egret's duplicity, all of them warmed his heart. He didn't care about the false reputation of the gambling war, because he knew that after the first war, all those who bet against him would regret their chin.

What he cared about were only two people, Mrs. Yunhua, and the beggar stall owner.

Ning Fan's eyes took a deep look at the back of Mrs. Yunhua, with a faint strange color. He has never known Yunhua, and Mrs. Yunhua is the wife of the dignified Huoyun ancestor, and she will never have a romantic relationship with him, Ning Fan.

She is good to herself, it must be the inspiration of the ancestor of Huoyun... But the ancestor of the dignified Huoyun, why did he treat him so kindly.

In order to make friends with the great-grandson of Ning Hei? If it is said that it is for a baby transforming pill, the price to be paid seems to be too high. 100,000 Immortal Jade, in other countries, is even enough to buy two Infant Transformation Pills.

"Since the Fire Cloud Sect does this, it is naturally good, but why is it good for me..."

This matter made him worry, and his eyes swept over the beggar stall owner, which made Ning Fan's heart shudder. This person, he has seen!

Seven Plum City, one of the three masters of shattering the virtual world in the battle of Emperor Nirvana!

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, this person came to the Ghost Sparrow Sect, what did he have to do... Is it related to himself... Or, he came to the Ghost Sparrow Sect just to cheat money.

Spiritual Mind swept over the beggar young man secretly, and Ning Fan only felt that this person's cultivation was bottomless. As for the young beggars, there seems to be a faint aura flowing around them... the meaning of a false god!

The meaning of the False God touched Ning Fan's spiritual sense lightly, and immediately, Ning Fan was immobilized, his sea of ​​consciousness almost collapsed, and his mind was greatly moved. And in my mind, the memories of past events suddenly began to reverse, forgetting!

"This person is indeed the old monster I saw that day, and the meaning of this person's false god, I am afraid it has something to do with forgetting!"

In Ning Fan's body, a silver light appeared secretly, and with a fierce struggle, he broke free of this divine will and retracted his divine sense. After pondering for a while, his figure swayed and appeared in front of the girls.

The dignified old monster of Shattering Void, the Demon Sect who came to Jindan to set up gambling... This person is an outlier. On that day, when this person left Qimei City, he spent his mana to heal Qimei Demon, which made Ning Fan feel a little favored about this person.

However, although he has a good impression, this person borrowed his big signboard to bet here to cheat the old monsters of money... It can't be regarded as never happened. Take a gamble yourself, okay?

"I bet on Ning Fansheng, fifty thousand immortal jade."

Ning Fan patted the storage bag, piled up the immortal jade, and appeared in front of the beggar... In an instant, the young beggar wanted to cry without tears, and with Ning Fan's own bet, he seemed to be unable to make any money... In total He earned more than 300,000 immortal jade, and he was afraid that he would have to pay all of them to Ning Fan and the girls.

As for the four daughters, upon hearing Ning Fan's voice, they all turned their heads in disbelief, but their expressions were different.

"Brother Fan! I miss you so much..."

"Ning Fan, you're out of the border..."

"Owner..."

"Humph!"

The last humming was naturally made by the egret. Seeing Ning Fan's appearance, his heart was slightly relieved, but his pretty face sank, and he turned around and left.

The complex complexion changes in Ning Fan's eyes turned into an inexplicable meaning. Immediately, his embrace was covered with a familiar scent.

Zhihe... This little girl has not seen her for more than half a year, and has begun to develop... And this silly little girl has actually broken through the spiritual fusion period. With a naturally charming physique, it is indeed a bit enchanting...

"Brother Fan, this stinky beggar is so pissed at you that you lose..." Zhi He pointed at the young beggar and complained, which made Ning Fan wonder whether to laugh or cry.

"Don't be angry... Anyway, he will give us money. This is not the place to talk... Sisi, let's go to the seat and sit down."

Ning Fan's tone pretended to be relaxed, and on the surface, it seemed that he didn't know the beggar's cultivation base. Pulling up Lanmei, Zhihe, and Si Wuxie turned and left.

Just before taking two steps, the young beggar's eyes changed, revealing a hint of doubt, and then he shook his head regretfully.

"It's very similar...but, Zuyu didn't sense...this child does not have 'Yuyu', not the person the big brother was looking for...The clues of Haining's Ning's family are also broken..."

He waved his palm and took out a blue jade pendant in the shape of a raindrop, showing a look of deep regret, but immediately, his eyes were blank and he forgot everything.

"Hey, what happened to me just now... eh? Why are there so many immortal jades? Haha, it's those idiots who sent me money again, I don't know if it's a bet on Ning Fan's defeat, or a flat... Let's see. ..Ghost bird with blue eyebrows, 100,000 fairy jade, Ning Fan wins! Ningcheng Zhihe, Sisi, 100,000 fairy jade, Ning Fan wins! Ghost bird egret, 10,000 fairy jade, Ning Fan wins! Fire Cloud Sect Cloud Hua, 100,000 Immortal Jade, Ning Fansheng... and, also... Ning Fan, 50,000 Immortal Jade, Ning Fansheng! Ah, how could this be! Why are so many people betting on Ning Fansheng, oops, I can't make any money...a loss, a big loss..."

And his gaze, following the direction of Ning Fan and the others, glanced again, and muttered,

"Like, with big brother Yun Tianjue, the back is very similar... Is that him... I just met him? Damn, this memory, I forgot the detection result, Yuyu, did it glow... Probably not. Brighten up... It's hard, hard, the eight hundred countries of cultivation are all looking for one person, when will they be found..."

...

Ning Fan didn't know what the beggar said. He had already heard about the matter of pouring out the power of 800 cultivators into the Temple of Rain to find one person, but he had no idea that it was related to him.

Bringing Zhi He and the other women to the seat, Ning Fan's relaxed expression was taken away, and he suddenly froze.

Facing the beggar youth, the sense of oppression given to him is really too great. Ordinary people can't feel the sense of oppression, and they can't even detect the False God's meaning in the young beggar... But Ning Fan, who has a sword consciousness, is not weaker than Shattering Void, how can he not see it.

A beggar youth, with a broken virtual cultivation base, can be described as terrifying. Unless you reach the sixth stage of self-cultivation, the Void Refinement Stage, you won't even be qualified to face the Void Shattering Old Monster.

"Brother Fan, why didn't you teach that beggar..." Zhi He raised his head, still resentful.

"Silly girl...Okay, stay here with Sisi and wait for me." Ning Fan couldn't explain some things to Zhihe. The more you know, the better.

He turned his gaze to the center of the Ziyu Empty Platform, a battle field that covered thousands of feet. There, there was no one there, and the ones waiting were Ning Fan and Bai Zun!

"Ning Fan, how much chance do you have... If you don't want to fight, I can ask my father for a kiss..." Lan Mei bit her lip. For those arrogant men, these words are hard to hear. , she was afraid that Ning Fan would blame him after hearing it, but she was also worried that Ning Fan would be bullied by Bai Zun.

"No need to worry... This battle is sure to win!"

His gaze was condensed, and the icy light was vertical, which was particularly eye-catching in the crowd, and appeared in the center of the fighting field on Ziyu Kongtai.

And immediately, the entire battle field, soaring!

"Ning Fan has appeared! Next, as long as Bai Zun arrives, this gambling battle can begin!"

"This is... Rongling Peak's cultivation level! Heh! The last time the Demon Ghost Forest assessment was over, I saw this kid, it's only in the late Rongling stage... half a year, half a year! This kid has broken through a small realm!"

"Not only that... The last time we met, this child's mana is obviously solid and strong, and his practice must have reached a very high level... Half a year, this child has transformed, extraordinary!"

"But unfortunately, his opponent is Bai Zun... Hey, it's not good enough, young people, failures and failures, sharpening one's strength, it's always a good thing..."

Everyone's words, whether surprised or suspicious, praised or derogated, all fell into Ning Fan's ears. But these comments did not shake Ning Fan's mood at all.

"Destroy the vigor... If I lose a little vigor in my heart, how can I stab the finger of Emperor Nirvana in a hundred years... Maybe, Zang Feng is better... But if even Bai Feiteng can't defeat, then a hundred years later, I can't do anything at all..."

He closed his eyes and put his hands behind him, feeling the different mentalities in the eyes of countless masters. All forms of the world are staged on this small purple jade empty stage.

On the third day, the sun rose and the moon set, but Ning Fan remained motionless, always standing in the center of the jade platform, silently recalling the four-character technique of restraining murderous aura. Its aura gradually became less and less audible, but it became more and more thrilling.

Calm as a mountain, as deep as water, but as deep as a line, as sharp as a sword, and as stunning as a rainbow.

On the third day, Bai Feiteng had not arrived yet, but there were quite a few younger generations who challenged Ning Fan.

Hong Qian ranked seventh on the Green Devils list!

Wu Ya, who is ranked 15th on the Green Devils List!

Bai Bi, ranked forty-seventh on the Green Devil List!

In the end, there was even a person who was the second-ranked master of the Sect Capture Sect on the Blue Devils List, the annihilation of the peak of Rongling!

The Blue Devils List is a list of outstanding young men among the Yue Kingdom's devil cultivators. These people, young and energetic, came to challenge Ning Fan under the instigation of Bai Bi.

Bai Bi, who inherited Bai Zun's heart, was not used to Ning Fan's presence. Under his instigation, several outstanding young men of demon cultivators jointly challenged Ning Fan.

"Ning Fan, how dare you fight me! You falsely claim that the Yue Kingdom is the 'number one person under the golden elixir', I wait, don't believe it!" Under the instigation of Bai Bi, Zhan Yaoyi smiled, took out the magic weapon, and looked like he was ready at any time. attack situation.

"roll!"

Facing Bai Bi and the others, Ning Fan didn't even open his eyes, he just stepped on the ground with both feet. Immediately, countless white bone sword shadows shot out from the ground, and a blood-line sword light danced in the phantom.

A sword qi, including heavy destruction, all young masters have the ability to slash out of the field with Ning Fan's sword. And that white jade is even more embarrassing, and Ning Fan's robe was cut clean.

The sword spirit of the bones is like a mountain! This sword can be stimulated by Ning Fan's finger and step, and this sword energy is definitely not something that can be taken under the golden core!

Ning Fan has been merciful, otherwise, these few people will surely die under a sword.

With one sword, defeat the youth of the Yue Kingdom! The so-called Blue Devils Ranking could not measure Ning Fan's strength at all.

He defeated the Green Demons, but he didn't have a trace of lust, only, of course! He still hasn't opened his eyes, but the murderous aura he reveals has already made the masters present, thrilling!

The only person who can truly enable Ning Fan to exert his strength is the old monster!

"Bai Feiteng, when are you going to hide!"

"Hide, the old man needs to hide!"

An icy light descended from the sky, showing the figure of Bai Zun, and glared fiercely at Bai Bi, who had lost his face.

This Bai Bi has completely lost his old face.

If it weren't for Bai Bi being embarrassed here, Bai Feiteng would still want to spend a few more days to sharpen Ning Fan's spirit before appearing again. He was convinced that he would not lose to Han Yuanji's disciple. But being able to win easier is naturally better.

Facing Ning Fan with his eyes closed, he slowly stopped his steps, separated a hundred steps, and said indifferently,

"Elder Ning, if you admit defeat at this moment and hand over the best magic weapon, you can avoid making a fool of yourself here."

Bai Feiteng settled on Ning Fan's tone, when he spoke, purple energy flashed in his eyes, and the old monster who looked at Bai Feiteng's eyes froze and shivered.

Such a cold gaze...Is this the power of the fourth-grade cold energy... The fourth-grade cold energy, only the Nascent Soul old monster is qualified to swallow...Bai Feiteng can swallow the fourth-grade cold energy in the middle stage of Jindan. In the later stage of Jindan, you can fight!

"Hmph... This old white man, it's still such a good thing, and he actually started with the junior..." On the seat of the Taixu faction, the elder of the later stage of Jindan, the elder Songfeng, looked at Bai Feiteng with deep fear.

He once fought Bai Feiteng without distinction, but now that Bai Feiteng is fighting against him, Bai Feiteng may be able to beat himself by a little bit with his fourth-grade cold energy...

And all the people who knew Bai Zun's prestige well were waiting eagerly, wanting to see Bai Zun's methods.

"Old man Bai, be merciful..."

'Hei Zun' Yan Bai, Yan Chaiyun's master, an old swordsman in black, said loudly.

As an elder of the late Jindan stage of the Ghost Sparrow Sect, Yan Zhuiyun did not want to see Bai Feiteng and Ning Fan die endlessly. Although, he also had little affection for Ning Fan's old demon master...

"Don't worry, I won't kill him! Old man, let him do three moves!" Bai Fei's tone was extremely arrogant. Today, he can fight even an old monster in the later stage of Jindan. If he is still afraid of Ning Fan, who has cultivated spirituality, his age will be like a dog.

But his arrogant words had just fallen, and Ning Fan, who had closed his eyes for three days, opened his eyes for the first time.

A sharp and threatening murderous intent flashed from his eyes, as if a sudden, tyrannical murderous aura caused all the old monsters present to gasp, unable to control their minds. And Bai Feiteng, who was the closest to Ning Fan, was shocked by one of his gazes, and he was shocked to take a dozen steps back, extremely embarrassed!

Bai Feiteng was surprised to find that after waiting for three days, Ning Fan not only did not lose his spirit, but on the contrary, he had reached its peak!

But when Ning Fan suddenly waved his right palm, a huge white-bone sword seven feet long and one foot wide appeared in Ning Fan's palm. With a loud bang, the empty platform of purple jade was as hard as iron, and the ground was smashed by Ning Fan's sword. Broken half a foot.

"I waited for you for three days... Today, you can lose..."

His aura reached the peak, and this aura, even the illusory clouds in the sky, seemed to show fear... At this moment, not only Bai Feiteng was shocked, but even the young beggar slapped his thighs and stood up!

"This is... 'The Power of the Immortal Sovereign'?! No... not... I feel wrong..."

The young beggar looked even more regretful than when he learned that Ning Fan was not the one who was looking for it. A sigh, very deep.

The battle between Rongling and Jindan should not have surprised him, but at this moment, he was surprised by Ning Fan several times. Each of Ning Fan's methods seems to have a lot of background...

"If I knew this earlier, I would bet on Ning Fan, a few tricks to win! This prince bet, three tricks!" The young beggar's eyes flashed, and for the first time he became serious.

But the young beggar was unexpected for the first time in his life, because Ning Fan didn't use any spells at all, and he used body refining techniques.

"Six feet tall!" Ning Fan's body, in the silver light, became muscular and tall.