Grasping Evil

In the power of the void, the figures of everyone dissipated like light and shadow, and after more than ten breaths, the silhouettes of everyone appeared one after another at the bottom of one hundred thousand zhang.

The Tomb of the Underworld Sparrow, the Underground World!

It is dark, the four directions are boundless wilderness, the sky is cloudy and rainy, the air is dull, and within every thousand feet, there is an ancient black tower, carved with strange Dao patterns, and emitting a faint fire, the underground world. ,illuminate.

Stepping out of the teleportation array, Ning Fan immediately felt a chill, coming from the pavement. It's not cold, it's cold...

But the strange thing is that in the yin and yang demon veins in the body, the flow rate of mana has doubled under the cold air.

This means that the efficiency of practicing magic arts here is at least double that of the outside world!

"This cold air is a bit mysterious..."

Ning Fan shivered slightly, but the coldness in his heart disappeared as soon as his spiritual thoughts were swept away. It's just that others are not as relaxed.

Xue Qing still trembled slightly under the cold air, relying on the initial cultivation of Jindan. As for Xiao Zhihe and Lanmei, they were only fused with spiritual cultivation, and their hair was frosted in the cold air.

"Brother Fan, I'm so cold..."

Zhi He whispered, she might not be able to endure this cold, but in front of Ning Fan, she likes to act like a spoiled child.

"Silly girl...According to the sect master, the second floor will be twice as cold as the first floor, and the third floor will be double the second floor again... You don't want to go down, practice here. , Broken Pill Cauldron and this fire, stay here to keep you warm, these pills, you take... Xue Qing and I, go to the third floor to see..."

Ning Fan patted Zhihe Zhen's head with pity, slapped the storage bag, took out the broken red cauldron, and then pondered slightly, took out the storage bag, several kinds of high-quality fire, and threw them into the cauldron. Afterwards, he left all the medicinal pills for Yan Bai's apology to Zhi He and the other women.

Each of these fire seeds is above the second rank, and even the third rank spirit fire, all gifted by the ancestor Jing Zhuo.

For Ning Fan, these spirit fires were optional, but it was just right to keep the girls warm.

He didn't take out the black devil fire to keep warm... One, the black devil fire is too violent, if Ning Fan is not there, the power of the earth vein demon fire will lose its suppression, and there may be a change... Two, Ning Fan decides to stay here , completely devoured the Black Demon Flame!

Devouring the black magic flame and integrating it into the "Black Magic Art" technique, it is not difficult for Ning Fan to reach the half-step golden pill! And fire spells, the power will be even more terrifying!

This place is extremely cold, and it meets one of the three conditions for swallowing the black magic flame. The conditions of the exercise have also been met, and the Heart Protection Pill is also fully prepared. Ning Fan decided to go down to the third floor of the dark tomb. First, to see what Xue Qing said about the Pill Demon, and second, to devour the Black Demon Flame!

In the drizzle, the figures of Ning Fan and Xue Qing walked farther and farther in the mud. Spiritual fires in the Broken Pill Cauldron, reflected in Zhihe and Lanmei's eyes, turned into a hint of warmth, while Si Wuxie stared at the Broken Pill Cauldron, feeling a little familiar...

"This tripod, I have seen... where?"

...

On the first floor of the grave, there are no ghosts, and this gloomy cold cannot cause any harm to Ning Fan. And the continuous drizzle was incessantly like strands... Ning Fan walked through the rain curtain and gradually discovered that the surrounding scenery had a trace of meaning in it.

Very light, very light... False God's meaning...

Feeling the meaning of this False God, Ning Fan couldn't help but withdraw his mana and let the rain wet his robes.

"Master,

From the first to the ninth floor of the grave, there is rain, it is extremely cold, and it is also infiltrating... It is best to protect yourself with mana..." Xue Qing respectfully said.

"It doesn't matter... Although this rain is cold and cold, this cold and cold has great benefits..."

Ning Fan closed his eyes and walked in the rain. His mood to rush to the third floor was gradually washed away by the rain.

This rain seems to be able to evoke memories in people's hearts and arouse people's sadness. This is the cultivator above the gods, the magical power of the gods!

Scenes of past events appear in front of us, and our state of mind is rising at an imperceptible speed in the rain. This rain can nourish people's hearts...

His face was still, but a shock gradually rose in his heart.

The ancestor of the upper realm of the Ghost Bird Sect, with such a high cultivation base, left behind the divine will of rain.

And the dense sound of rain seemed to condense into an old voice when Ning Fan's heart was as calm as water, and it sounded in Ning Fan's ears.

"Rain, born in the sky, dies in the earth, the process flowing in the middle is the life of rain..."

This sentence, with a sigh, was hidden in the meaning of the false god of the rain... When Ning Fan's heart was like water, he heard this sigh.

"well said!"

He stopped abruptly, looked up, and looked at the rain! Witnessing the trail of rain drop by drop, thoughtful. After a while, with an inexplicable smile, he walked quickly through the rain curtain.

"Xue Qing, let's go to the second floor and watch the rain!"

"Yes!"

On the first floor of the dark tomb, there is no edge in sight, but somewhere, there is a huge pit of thousands of feet. The pit is dark and deep, and it is the entrance to the second floor.

The two of Ning Fan jumped into the giant pit one after another, and a sense of weightlessness suddenly appeared in their hearts. In the giant pit, it seems to be restricted by some mysterious power.

The two fell like meteors, but below, was a rain pond as large as a thousand feet. This rain pond is quite mysterious, the power to fall is unparalleled, but it is blocked by the rain in the rain pond, and it disappears without a trace.

The power of the forbidden sky dissipated, Ning Fan and Xue Qing stepped into the void for a few steps, flew out of the rain pond, and stood on the shore.

It was still rainy and rainy all around, and in the darkness, blood-red beast pupils flickered faintly.

"On the second floor of the tomb, there are some spirit-melting monsters... This place is no longer suitable for cultivation... Master, let's go to the third floor quickly, and don't get entangled with these monsters..."

Xue Qing looked at the eyes in the dark in the distance with deep fear. There are hundreds of those eyes, and each of them is a spiritual practice.

Hundreds of Rongling-level monsters attacked together, even Xue Qing could not protect himself...the only way to escape.

But after a closer look, Xue Qing saw a trace of fear and jealousy in the eyes of those beast pupils.

"Don't be afraid, they don't dare to approach... This rain pond is interesting... The rain of the graves all come from this rain pond... This place has a strong meaning of False God!"

Ning Fan's eyes always fell on the rain pond, but he saw that the rain pond, which was a thousand feet square, not only rose up the rain, but also the clouds transpired.

His eyes swept across the immortal clouds... These immortal clouds are born, each one is engraved with two cloud patterns, and each of them is of sufficient quality to refine the natal immortal clouds, but each one is Clouds, all illusory, all condensed and dissipated for a moment...

And suddenly, his eyes narrowed!

Among all the illusory fairy clouds, there is only one, which condenses and does not disperse!

This cloud seems to be caused by the rain in the rain pond for countless years, why it condenses and does not disperse, Ning Fan does not know. The reason why other immortal clouds shattered as soon as they were formed was that the cloud took away the cloud energy and used it to create cloud patterns on the cloud.

"Four-pattern fairy cloud...and the quality of the cloud is high, compared to the white flying cloud, it is only high or not low...if you can get this cloud..."

Ning Fan's heart moved slightly. The cultivation of the escape technique can not be improved in a day and a half, but what about the fairy cloud... If you get the four-pattern fairy cloud, you will even sacrifice the cost of the fairy cloud of life. With this cloud alone, you can catch up with your own speed under Nascent Soul. Yes, rare!

He took a step forward, and then re-boarded the rain pond to fetch the clouds in the distance. He just stepped out, suddenly remembered something, and took it back.

No, the cloud won't take the cloud's energy by itself... There is something that is helping this cloud and taking away the cloud's energy of other immortal clouds... Above the rain pond, there is something hidden...

Ning Fan's spiritual thoughts quietly sneaked into the rain pond, and immediately, a trace of cold force made his spiritual thoughts freeze! At a glance, Ning Fan seemed to see the shadow of a giant beast from within the rain pond...

There was a hint of shock in his eyes. His spiritual sense had condensed his sword sense, but it was still frozen... What kind of beast was hiding under the rain pond, with such cold power.

And that monster, could it be... Yuan Ying-level monster? !

This cloud, cannot be taken away... Treasures are precious, but they must be enjoyed with life.

He closed his eyes and said to Xue Qing, "Let's go, go to the third floor..."

"I can't go anymore..." It was Xue Qing's wry smile that responded to Ning Fan.

However, he saw the monsters hidden in the dark place, each with a red light, and walked out. Hundreds of monsters, all of which are of the fusion spirit level, each have a strange appearance, with a strong demonic aura, white skin with four legs, a bloody eye with a single horn, a long tail, a long tail, like a icy long whip, with a barb.

"Rain beast?"

Ning Fan was slightly surprised, this monster seems to have only appeared in ancient times, and it is unexpected that some of them can be seen here.

It's just that no matter how many rain beasts there are, Ning Fan is not afraid at all... His sword awareness and sword sense are the best at dealing with the enemies of the group. As long as there are no middle-level Jindan monsters among these rain beasts, no matter how much they come, it will be futile...

In an instant, Ning Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and he was about to use his sword intent, but a sudden change occurred!

However, within the rain pond, an ethereal spiritual thought was looming, and all the rain beasts, after feeling this spiritual thought, their eyes were blood red and dissipated, and they snorted a few times, as if they were trying to please someone. go away.

This spiritual sense has reached the intensity of the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Xue Qing did not feel it, but Ning Fan felt a trace.

He looked solemnly at the rain pond, and was even more convinced that there was something powerful hidden in the rain pond...

Curious...but Ning Fan, he wouldn't be stupid enough to investigate. Curiosity is the worst thing in the world of comprehension!

"Go?! Master, what have you done!"

Xue Qing was puzzled. Just now, the rain beasts were about to attack, but when Ning Fan's eyes turned cold, they all fled.

Xue Qing naturally attributed the credit for frightening the rain beast to Ning Fan, and he was even more respectful to Ning Fan.

"I didn't do anything... Go to the third floor, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Ning Fan's eyes were indistinct and dreadful, and he glanced at the rain pond, soaked in the rain, and the two hurried to the third floor of the grave.

After Ning Fan left, there was a voice of dissatisfaction from a girl in the rain pond.

"That old man, didn't he scared away last time, why did he come again this time... and this human... What kind of spell did he want to cast just now, how do I feel, he is going to kill all the 'Rain Babies' in an instant? ...Hmph, just now he was still looking at me 'Sister Yun' with bad intentions... They, go to the third floor... Do you want to scare them... Hee hee... "

After the girl gave a wicked laugh, a blue icy light shot out from the rain pond and flew away without a shadow.