Grasping Evil

Fourth-grade cold air, Ziyan Frost... On that day, Ning Fan helped Luo You and confessed to taking this thing away from the soaring Bingyang. After refining this thing, Luo You fell asleep for a long time, and when he woke up, he was able to cast exploration-type fairy spells through the yin and yang locks.

Luo You seems to be in a good mood.

Ning Fan still trusts Luo You, after all, this woman still needs her own help to escape the yin and yang lock, and she will not harm herself.

He pondered slightly, allowing Luo You to perform immortal magic on him.

For Ning Fan's trust, Luo You smiled lightly. Invisibly, she became more close to Ning Fan.

'Ask the Immortal Technique', an immortal technique that tests the blood of monks. For some four-day powers, blood is extremely important. This technique is widely spread and used by monks to test blood.

Luo You is slightly solemn, performing this technique is extremely difficult for her today. After performing it five times in a row, the Asking Immortal Technique finally succeeded. At this moment, Ning Fan shuddered, feeling like he was being spied on by an ice-like gaze.

In the blood vessels, every thread in the veins has become extremely clear and clear.

After a long time, after receiving the spell, Luo You pondered slightly and smiled.

"You do have a trace of demon blood in your body, but it's extremely thin... such a thin bloodline, in four days, there is no rank judgment at all, and even for other demons, it may not be possible to cultivate. But you are different, you What you have in your body is the yin and yang demon veins... With the help of my sister, it should not be difficult for you to stimulate a little demon power, but if you succeed... Although your divine nature is superficial and your demon power is weak, it is indeed a god and demon. The characters of the fellow practitioners... Three clan practitioners, my sister does not know your realm, and where you can finally cultivate, but what is certain is that with the strength of the three clan practitioners, among the same level, you are rarely an opponent, even if It's over four days."

Luo You's tone was a little excited, she missed the Yin Yang lock, but Ning Fan made up for her regret.

But Luo You didn't care about why Ning Fan had the blood of the demon clan, and as for Ning Fan himself, he didn't care.

He has no father or mother, so what if he knows the source of his bloodline? Recognize ancestors?

What he cares about is not the source of blood, but the possibility of inspiring demon power.

"Next, what to do?"

"My elder sister is not a monster, and she is not familiar with the cultivation of monster arts, but she still knows a little about the method of stimulating blood... The name of this method is 'Blood-blood Sensing'..."

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Stimulating the blood of the demon race is a hard task. Within the demon clan, the younger the demon who inspires the bloodline, the stronger the bloodline and the higher the talent.

And most of the demon races completed the awakening of the bloodline before they melted the spirit. Like Ning Fan, he was about to form a pill, and he was the first to feel the bloodline, and its demon blood was extremely thin, making it extremely difficult.

Boiling Blood Vessel, as the name suggests, stimulates the blood with a special secret method, so that the blood is in a boiling state, and through this, it can sense the deeply hidden demon blood from the blood.

The pain of boiling blood was like burning all five internal organs, which was extremely tolerable, but the pain was nothing to worry about for Ning Fan.

This pain is not as good as the "Giant Bone Art", even less than the Jade Emperor Pill.

The time Luo You gave Ning Fan was ten days. Within ten days, if he couldn't sense the blood vessels, he would have to rest for several months before he could feel the blood vessels again.

If the blood boils continuously, it is very likely to cause serious damage to the monk himself.

One day, to no avail.

five days,

fruitless.

On the tenth day, Ning Fan still did not sense any blood, which made Luo You quite nervous.

"Don't force it!" she advised. She left the yin and yang lock, and she still needed Ning Fan's help, and she didn't want Ning Fan to have an accident.

"No problem." Ning Fan's forehead sweated, his muscles twitched, but he smiled.

The blood of an ordinary person can last for ten days, but he can last longer. Not only because of his tyranny, but also because he can endure.

He didn't have months to wait for the second blood boil, and he must succeed once!

In this way, there is only one word for tolerance! If it can't be done in ten days, it will be twenty days. If it can't be done in twenty days, it will be thirty days. In short, he doesn't wait!

On the fifteenth day, he sensed a trace of blood from his blood, but it was too vague to fully understand.

On the 19th day, he sensed the bloodline for the second time. This time, he almost realized success, but unfortunately, when he was about to succeed, that trace of bloodline was evaporated and dissipated... It's a pity.

If an ordinary cultivator has endured endless pain, but failed twice, most of them have given up. Even though it was Ning Fan, his heart was slightly shaken after two defeats, but he immediately gritted his teeth, calmed down all his thoughts, and began to feel the pulse for the third time.

For five days, his mind was immersed in the blood, and even the pain seemed to be forgotten.

On the twenty-fourth day, he grabbed the trace of the demon bloodline here, and immediately, he penetrated all his mind into the bloodline, and stimulated it!

In an instant, the aura around him suddenly changed drastically. A pair of huge black wings appeared on his back even more illusoryly, and there were also monster patterns on his face. A head of black hair broke away from the headband and became waist-length. Flying wildly.

"It's done!" In his eyes, there was a trace of magical light, which he did not possess before inspiring the demon power.

That is the bewitching eyes belonging to the demon clan.

But when he sensed Ning Fan's change, Luo You sighed faintly and shook his head, as if disappointed.

"Is this the feather clan? It's a very ordinary monster clan... I thought that with your strong luck, maybe you would have a 'true bloodline'..."

"Uh, true spirit bloodline, do you think too highly of me... As a human race, it is extremely rare for me to have a demon race bloodline." Ning Fan smiled bitterly.

It is not surprising that the human race has a trace of the blood of the demon race. Who can guarantee that their ancestors from countless generations ago did not combine with the demon race?

True spirit blood, such as the ancient thunder dragon, the ancient fire phoenix, and the ancient ghost bird, all of them are extremely rare monster blood, how can I have that kind of blood...

The Feather Clan is an extremely large race, and most of them live in the Demon Realm. In the Rain Realm, there are also some that belong to the extremely ordinary Demon Clan. This kind of Demon Clan makes Ning Fan feel that he has demon blood and is reasonable.

The feather clan is strong and weak. It is rumored that in the demon world, there are also masters of the broken void of the feather clan. This clan attaches great importance to the bloodline, and relies on the bloodline to stimulate the wings and increase the speed of flying. With Ning Fan's thin bloodline, perhaps even some feather monsters with the second and third layers of the veins can't compare, and the black wings he spawned are even more illusory, forming a moment, and then dissipating immediately, and his strange appearance, also Start to get back to normal.

Condensing such bloodlines is useless to other demon races. But for Ning Fan, it was a cross-generational progress.

At this point, the ancient gods, ancient demons, and ancient demons, he can be regarded as a complete cultivation.

And here he was choking and performing a little magic technique—the blood reading technique, which immediately relaxed a lot, and there was no trace of separation.

The three scrolls of demon blood, the information in it, was immediately grasped by Ning Fan with the blood reading technique.

The first volume records 500 kinds of small magic arts, which are enlightenment techniques for the monsters, including blood reading, as well as the most basic spiritual creation techniques such as fire and water.

The second volume is the magic power method of the safflower banshee. It is called "The Book of Camellia". Rolling exercises. Without him, adopting demon-boosting power, and "Yin-Yang Change" are the least repelling.

The third volume is about infant-level middle-grade sorcery, called "Demon Star Pendant". This technique relies on the power of a ray of starlight, which is extremely extraordinary. Among the infant-level middle grades, I am afraid it is a top-notch technique.

The technique of the three volumes has almost laid the foundation for Ning Fan's path of cultivating demons. Although he is still very young, the combination of gods, demons, and demons, with God as the law, the devil as the body, and the devil as the mind, is definitely an extraordinary path of cultivation .

Putting away all the scrolls, Ning Fan didn't leave to start practicing magic. He didn't have any foundation to practice magic, and it would be extremely time-consuming.

Before cultivating, he should do some other things, the spoils, not finished!

"Okay, my sister will sleep for a while... This time, the use of the Immortal Questioning Technique will consume a lot of my sister..." Luo You yawned lightly, and said tiredly.

"Thank you, you helped me again."

"Well, if you don't forget your sister's kindness, she will be satisfied..."

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The biggest trophy is the banshee.

In the secret room, Ning Fan set up a formation of light to ensure safety, and then he recruited the banshee from the cauldron ring.

The yin-harvesting finger devoured the body, and in the cauldron ring, there was even a red mist bewitching, making the banshee still in a state of confusion.

In this way, Ning Fan was saved. After carefully examining the rune between the eyebrows of the banshee, he took out a cyan jade slip prepared in advance, and carefully branded the rune between the brows of the banshee with mana.

The spirit of the demon general in this rune was annihilated by Ning Fan, and what remains now is only the power of that demon general's blow.

The power of the rune was collected into the jade slip, and the cyan jade slip immediately turned into a blood-red jade slip, glowing with blood.

Among them, there was a sense of vast crisis, even Ning Fan, who felt slightly creepy.

This is, a divine blow! Under this blow, the great cultivator at the peak of Nascent Soul must avoid the edge for the time being! As for the late Nascent Soul, with this jade slip, Ning Fan could be seriously injured once, while the cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul, under this jade slip, would surely die!

"The hole card, one more... Going to the Endless Sea, it's just a little bit safer."

Putting away the banshee, Ning Fan's thoughts moved, and he took out a scorched black corpse from the storage bag.

If this black corpse is sacrificed with the corpse refining method of "The Devil's Transformation", it will be a big help.

With the strength of this corpse, if the sacrificial refining is successful, then the corpse can be undefeated against the ordinary Nascent Soul.

"Open the furnace, refine the corpse!"

...

Ten days later, in the secret room, next to Ning Fan, there was a man in black armor.

This man was covered in black armor from head to toe, and even his eyes were not exposed. That black armor, extraordinary, is a high-grade spirit armor, and the man in black armor is even more extraordinary.

There was no life in his body, it was clearly a corpse refining, but with the movement of Ning Fan's spiritual sense, the refining corpse immediately received the order, punched lightly, and slammed it on the sword test stone in the secret room.

The whole ship shook heavily, making Su Qiu and others secretly surprised.

Try the Sword Stone...Smash!

Even the fist strength did not decrease, almost smashing the Pill-level peak formation that Ning Fan had in the secret room!

But this is just an extremely ordinary punch from this corpse refining.

"With this corpse, in the early stage of the first battle of Nascent Soul, even a master in the middle stage of Nascent Soul might not be able to destroy this corpse... The defense of this corpse is unparalleled, but he is only a half-step corpse demon. The real corpse demon is still a bit worse... I don't know how powerful the real corpse demon is... Would you like to see it?"

His eyes flashed, he shook the cauldron ring, and took out a green coffin from the ring.

In the green coffin, the sound of the female corpse rubbing against the lid of the coffin made Ning Fan's scalp numb slightly...

But thinking of the appearance of the female corpse and Mu Weiliang, the fear of the female corpse is less.

"Your secret, let me find out one or two, offended..."

Ning Fan pointed at a distance and lifted the lid of the coffin.

And at the moment when the coffin lid was lifted, a deadly murderous intent came out from the green coffin, making the monks in the entire building feel horrified.

"You... should... die..." The female corpse who looked exactly like Mu Weiliang appeared, and immediately locked all murderous intentions on Ning Fan!

She has become a corpse!

"Black Armor, do it!"

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, and he gave an order, and the half-step corpse demon's black armor refining corpse immediately flashed a black light, punched out, and collided with the female corpse.

However, the result of the collision was far beyond Ning Fan's expectations. The black corpse, which was inextinguishable in the sixth-turn dragon fire, was actually smashed by the female corpse with one claw and one finger. If the black corpse had not retreated quickly, it would have been easily torn by the female corpse. Fragments are very likely.

Ning Fan has a clear understanding of the tyranny of the female corpse after becoming a corpse demon, I am afraid that it is an ordinary spiritual cultivator, and it is not the opponent of this corpse...

This is just the corpse demon just taking shape. If this corpse demon is allowed to cultivate for tens of thousands of years, wouldn’t even the Void Shattering Old Monster have to retreat? !

At the moment when the black corpse blocked the female corpse, Ning Fan immediately activated the large formation in the secret room and locked the female corpse's feet, while himself, a teleportation, appeared behind the female corpse, and ruthlessly tapped several yin-harvesting fingers.

The back of the female corpse had already been softened by Ning Fan's secret technique, but now, it is as hard as iron. With Ning Fan's body refining technique, he pointed at the back of the female corpse, and he felt the pain as if his fingers were shattering.

In this way, the yin-collecting finger force cannot be submerged in the female corpse at all...

Being attacked by Ning Fan with a charm technique, the female corpse's blank eyes became even more angry.

She vaguely remembered that it was the thin young man in front of her who broke her corpse innocence. hate, hate!

With a single claw, he was in danger of death, and he floated up his body and mind, making Ning Fan drink without hesitation.

"Black Armor!"

The black corpse was summoned and immediately appeared in front of Ning Fan, blocking the sure-kill strike.

The woman's claw pierced through the black armor and pierced the chest of the black corpse. Simply this corpse is not a living person, otherwise it will be killed or injured by this claw.

In Ning Fan's eyes, a sigh flashed, and he once again forgot the appearance of the female corpse. Without hesitation, he slapped the female corpse on the waist, slapped it into the green coffin, and immediately closed the coffin lid.

This coffin seems to have a very suppressive effect on the female corpse, no matter how she rubs it, she cannot leave the coffin.

"Wei Liang... What is your relationship with this corpse..." Ning Fan shook his head, unless he was stronger than the female corpse, he would not dare to find out the details of the female corpse.

Putting away the green coffin, Ning Fan smiled bitterly as he looked at the black armored corpse that had just been tempered and was in disrepair.

In this way, only one or two can be re-refined.

However, this black armor refining corpse is really useful. If there is no such corpse, Ning Fan himself would not dare to open the coffin lid.

This corpse refinement is an excellent meat shield...

If the black corpse knew that after his death, his body was used as a shield by Ning Fan, he would not know what he would think.

Outside the secret room, Yin Suqiu and Jing Zhuo gathered outside the door, naturally attracted by the shock just now.

"What happened?" Yin Suqiu was a little worried. She knew that Ning Fan was powerful, but the horrific murderous intent just now was no longer possessed by the Nascent Soul cultivator... That is, what...

"It's nothing, a small matter..." Ning Fan put away the black corpse, smiled slightly, and left the secret room.

Seeing that Ning Fan was safe, Yin Suqiu breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, it was a little weird.

Today's Ning Fan seems to be a little different. Compared to before, there is a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

In his left eye, there was a faint starlight that flickered slightly.

One day, this starlight may condense a demon star, giving Ning Fan new magical powers!

"Let's go, I haven't heard the sound of the flute for several days, you must have been waiting for a long time." Ning Fan teased.

"Who's been waiting for so long!" Yin Suqiu quietly hid Yu Xiao behind her back, secretly embarrassed.

She was indeed waiting to play the flute for Ning Fan, but she didn't understand this kind of thinking, and she didn't want to be known by Ning Fan.

The setting sun is about to sink, the sound of the flute starts again, and the scenery of Zheng State secretly changes.

Four and a half months have passed, and it has been nine months since I left Ningcheng...

(The update is late, this chapter has been written twice, and I hesitated a little bit)