Grasping Evil

Ning Fan carried Hou Lian, got off the Qimeilou boat, and temporarily separated from Yin Suqiu and the others.

With Ning Fan's eyes, he could see at a glance that there was a faint mark of demon power planted on the jade box holding the relic. That group of monsters, tracking Hou Lian, mostly relied on this mark.

Most of the so-called Zifeng Yaowei will also follow the imprint... After Zifeng is captured, he will take Hou Lian back to his sect, help him become the suzerain, and use his name to sack the Wei Guozongmen within 100,000 miles. ...This is Ning Fan's plan.

The act of looting is bound to offend the forces of Wei State, and it would be better to use Hou Lian and his sect to take the blame.

The building boat flew slowly. Afterwards, Ning Fan would use his teleportation supernatural ability to catch up with the building boat and go to Dajin together.

He landed on a wilderness, which is located in the west of the Wei State, called Hexiyuan.

He did not erase the mark of the jade box, but waited, waited for Zifeng, and threw himself into the net! Therefore, the Hexi Plain was the site of the first battle.

Hou Lian, who was beside him, was shivering after being planted with chant ban.

He was not a fool, Ning Fan held the jade box and waited carelessly, who else could he wait for except the so-called Zifeng Yaowei.

"It's over... This week Ming is going to fight with the Zifeng Yaowei... The battle of Nascent Soul, but I was involved in it, I hope I don't get involved..."

He sighed secretly, he was already extremely afraid of Ning Fan, and even this fear was still on the Zifeng Yaowei who had never met.

Due to this demonic chaos, not only the old Nascent Soul demon, but also the old Nascent Soul monster in the Rain Palace, appeared in a lower-level cultivation country like Wei.

Hou Lian has a lot of good fortune. He was fortunate enough to see a master of the Rain Palace and the old demon of Nascent Soul confrontation... But even if the fighting method is the key point, the two of them did not use such terrifying spells as the 'Mo Liu Divine Art'. supernatural powers.

Perhaps, Ning Fan is more powerful than the purple-haired banshee...

But why did he get offended by this evil star, and was planted with chant ban in vain.

"Hey, the fleeting years are unfavorable, I got on a pirate ship, and hit the evil star..." Hou Lian secretly slandered, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face.

While he was slandering, Ning Fan was closing his eyes and waiting to make his breath become one with this wasteland.

One of the gains from the practice of sorcery is the feeling of being in harmony with heaven and earth.

He didn't underestimate Zifeng. In the early Nascent Soul, the banshee might be stronger or weaker than Killing Flower Girl, but she must have a blood-colored rune and a means of saving her life—a divine blow.

But Ning Fan still has the certainty of victory, because that Zifeng is a banshee! He is not afraid of women...

When gaining momentum, a stick of incense passed by.

Outside the sky, a frantic demonic wind swept in, causing several Wei monks near Hexiyuan to flee.

And in that demonic wind, hundreds of spirit-melting demonic beasts flew out immediately, and there were also demon soldiers who were half-human, half-demon, and even the beasts and demons of Jindan period.

The scattered demon clan began to hunt down the scattered monks one after another, and a few monks died tragically immediately. And in the demon wind, a purple light, several flashes, came straight to Ning Fan.

That purple light, with bursts of fragrant wind, and monstrous anger. In the purple light, a slender banshee with purple hair like a waterfall, her eyes fell on Ning Fan, slightly surprised. Based on the imprint it planted in the body of the demon guard, it was already known that the two groups of demon guards were killed. How can the person holding the jade box be a junior of Rongling...

"Rongling... Could it be that you killed my Pioneer Demon Guard,

Is it just a junior of Rongling? "

She has an excellent figure, her breasts are half exposed, and she is endlessly charming, but her appearance is like that of the Camellia Lady, with all kinds of scars, which are horribly destroyed. The banshee snorted and smelled the blood of the demon race on Ning Fan's body, and her heart froze, just now she was convinced that Ning Fan killed her demon guard.

It's a bit interesting that the Rongling cultivator can actually kill the Jindan Demon Guard...but, that's all. Under Nascent Soul, what is Rongling?

She stood in the air, with a sneer on her ugly face,

"Junior of the human race, I have a demon guard under my command, but you killed it?"

"What do you think?" Ning Fan said indifferently.

"Hey, it looks like it's you! So, you can die! Black magic, Jiuzhongzi!"

This female personality doesn't seem to mean nonsense with Ning Fan at all. Sushou choked, and immediately, on the Hexi Plain, a fragrant wind suddenly rolled up, all carrying a purple poisonous mist, a total of nine. Came wildly. Wherever they passed, on the Hexi Plain, the green pastures within dozens of miles began to wither, and after a while, they finally turned into ashes and flew away.

Women's fingering skills are elegant, skillful, and fast. Compared to that, the speed of Ning Fan's painstaking practice of fingering skills for April is simply insignificant.

"This is, the master of the monster clan..." Ning Fan's eyes sank, the more he knew about the magic arts, the more he could see the extraordinary magic skills performed by this woman.

With thoughts into wind, with wind dyed purple, with purple into incense, with incense into mist, with mist into tornado...

Nine purple tornadoes, with wisps of wind poison, melted into the cultivator by mistake, and instantly turned into pus and blood. Even the old monster of Jindan, strayed into the wind, it is difficult to protect himself, not to mention the mere grass.

Under this wind, Hou Lian trembled with fright. He deeply remembered how many of Wei's Jindan and Rongling masters were poisoned into blobs of pus and blood under the purple wind of the purple-haired banshee.

And Zifeng Yaowei, the word Zifeng came from this way.

This poison, unless the cultivation base reaches the late stage of Jindan, it cannot be completely resisted... This sorcery has something extraordinary.

But it's just, extraordinary!

"Jian Nian, destroy!"

Ning Fan let out an indifferent voice, and the sword energy in his eyes was vertical and horizontal. At this moment, his mind blended with the earth, and even his sword thoughts took on a vast charm. It made the banshee's heart suddenly have an illusion. At this moment, she was not facing Ning Fan, but the entire Hexi Plain.

Oh dear lord, who domains the fate of this world!

The ink-colored sword thoughts spread out in the air, and a sword thoughts comparable to the tyrannical purple wind swept across!

Under this sword thought, thousands of miles of land were enveloped by the ink-colored sword energy.

The groups of monsters and soldiers brought by the purple-haired banshee screamed incessantly under this sword thought, and their bodies were shattered into blood and forgotten.

As for the purple tornado that swept in from all directions, it was submerged in the eye of the wind by the ink-colored sword energy, and it was scattered from the inside out.

Only a few monster beasts and monster soldiers above the middle stage of Jindan were able to save their lives in the wailing, but they were not lightly injured.

Breaking the Nine Purple Technique in one go and destroying hundreds of monsters in one go, even the purple-haired banshee is well-informed, and she is not secretly shocked.

"Jian Nian! Unexpectedly, you have such a thing to restrain sorcery!"

The purple-haired banshee was quite surprised when Ning Fan fused the spirit and used the sword to break the spell, and she was speechless for a while.

The power of this sword reading is not enough to hurt him, but it is enough to make him pay attention.

This son should not be underestimated. He is a mere mercenary and masters swordsmanship. He can never be a nameless person.

It's just Mitian relic, she is determined to win, and she can't be scared off by Jiannian. And in the first round of the fight, it ended with an undefeated undefeated. For her, it was considered an insult... The master of Nascent Soul was tied with the younger generation of Rongling! absurd!

"The next blow, you will die!"

She was tempted to kill, but her voice was very nice, and it didn't match her ugly appearance. In addition, there was a hint of demon power in her voice, which was quite seductive and seductive, but it was ineffective against Ning Fan.

And the banshee didn't notice at all, in the process of fighting with the sword, Ning Fan secretly and the banshee shortened to five hundred feet.

Ning Fan didn't come up to perform the strongest technique, which might force the banshee to fight for her life and use her trump card.

Ning Fan wants to dismantle the banshee's vigilance while approaching the banshee to capture the banshee with her yin fingers!

The first round of the fight, the winner or loser,

In the second round, Banshee decided not to hold back. She slapped the storage bag, took out a half-top purple flying sword, exuded bursts of primitive simplicity, and blew a breath of Nascent Soul, the flying sword immediately turned into a length of ten feet. Violet light was revealed, the sword energy was majestic, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at Ning Fan, like a flying lightning strike, unstoppable! And this sword light is extremely strange, it flickers, just like the teleportation of the Nascent Soul cultivator, every time the sword light flickers, it can move a hundred meters away, only a few flickering, fleeting scenes, the sword light has stabbed in front of Ning Fan. !

This sword light is too fast! Even Ning Fan was slightly moved.

"What a fast sword! This is... a transformation-level magical power, a 'teleport' magical power!"

That flickering sword light is the magic of enchantment.

Flying sword teleportation is the most difficult to pick up. It is very easy to catch the flying sword with the physical body, and it is difficult to block it with the flying sword.

There was a hint of pride in the eyes of the banshee. Although this sword is not of the highest quality, it may not be comparable to that of the highest-quality magic weapon.

The only way to get rid of this magical power is to reach the Nascent Soul cultivation base, understand the vitality of heaven and earth, use the means to break the vitality of the flying sword, and control the teleportation of the flying sword, only then can the sword be blocked. Jindan cultivator, unable to perceive the vitality, wants to block this sword, only with defense!

Ning Fan is not the real Nascent Soul, unable to control the power of heaven and earth, unable to stop the flying sword from teleporting.

But he has a strong enough defense technique to block this flying sword!

Its body shape turned into a long rainbow, and it flew back thousands of feet, but there was a hint of agility in his eyes.

With the movement of his spiritual sense, an ink-colored spiritual sense turned into a streamer, wrapping Ning Fan, like a black giant egg, and like a giant cocoon, wrapping this body in it.

The original imposing flying sword, stabbed on the black streamer, was obviously just a barrier of spiritual sense, invisible and intangible, but it seemed to be cut into a copper wall and an iron wall. It only penetrated half an inch and could not break the black light defense at all.

The second tactic of "Nan Shen Jue" - 'Nian Shou Jue'! The use of the spiritual sense in the early stage of Nascent Soul is enough to resist the full blow of the monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul!

The purple-haired banshee was slightly startled, puzzled.

Divine Sense Transforming Wall, could it be that Ning Fan is using a sorcery? But since it's a sorcery, why didn't it make a trick? No, not right! This technique is different from the sorcery that borrows the power of mind.

This technique can definitely be regarded as a purple-haired banshee, and I have only seen it in my life!

But what surprised her just now happened.

However, after seeing Ning Fan blocking the flying sword, a thunder star flashed between his eyebrows, and a thunder light appeared on his right finger. He gently pointed at the flying sword. Immediately, the flying sword seemed to be hit hard, the sword body trembled, and it was a superb magic weapon. Under one finger, the cracks are dense, the spirituality is greatly reduced, and there is no possibility of teleporting to kill the enemy!

The banshee couldn't imagine how tyrannical Ning Fan's body was to be able to use a single finger to point out a crack and destroy his spirituality without using any body refining technique!

At this moment, she just realized that she was afraid that she had underestimated the insignificant 'Junior Rongling' in front of her.

And she also realized that the distance between herself and Ning Fan had actually narrowed by two hundred meters.

Thinking of Ning Fan's terrifying body-refining technique, the banshee's scalp tingled slightly, and immediately flashed away, trying to distance herself from Ning Fan.

But, it's too late.

In the two attacks, Ning Fan did not use all his strength, in order to make the banshee careless and easy to approach.

At a distance of two hundred meters, it was already difficult for her to escape!

In an instant, a murderous intent flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, a flash of lightning flashed between his eyebrows, and the sky was filled with thunder, dancing in the clear sky!

Thunder Star!

Under one finger, the thunder in the sky seemed to be motivated by it, turning into a sea of ​​thunder, involving the banshee.

The timing of this thunderbolt was too poisonous, which was beyond the banshee's expectations, and what shocked the banshee was the mere Rongling cultivator in front of her, who could actually control the thunder! One after another thunder, drawing the ground as a prison, blocked the banshee's retreat, and sent out thunderbolts from all sides, locking it, making it impossible to teleport at all.

And taking advantage of the time when the banshee was trapped, Ning Fan's whole body moved with a black light, and he actually displayed... teleportation!

In a teleport, he was already very close to the banshee across the sea of ​​thunder.

And at such a close distance, the banshee suddenly felt an irresistible aura from Ning Fan.

What kind of breath is that, it makes me feel that I am unable to break free, only... sinking!

Thunder, it is difficult to escape for a moment.

An unknown danger, hidden in Ning Fan's body, is approaching her step by step!

Do you want to use the rune between the eyebrows and the power of the demon general?

The banshee hesitated, but she was afraid that she had misestimated Ning Fan's strength and wasted a precious chance to save her life. Perhaps, that sense of crisis is an illusion. How can he feel that he is irresistible even if he is so mediocre, he is not a spiritual cultivator.

The banshee pinched her ten fingers, performed magic, and constantly weakened the thunder blockade. At the same time, she looked angry, and said,

"Wait for the demon guard, how long do you have to watch the battle! Hurry up and stop this person for the captain!"

The Banshee felt aggrieved when she thought that she still needed the help of a mere demon guard to deal with a Rongling. However, who made himself careless and was called out by the other party to block the thunderbolt... It takes some time to break the thunderbolt. During this time, Ning Fan will never be allowed to teleport and sneak attack.

Hundreds of demon clans were killed by Ning Fan Jiannian, and there were only a dozen or so demon clan in the middle and late stages of Jindan. These demon clans were already extremely afraid of Ning Fan, and they did not dare to get involved in the battlefield, but they did not dare to leave without authorization.

But being ordered by the banshee, he had to bite the bullet, turned into a light, blocked the banshee, and delayed Ning Fan for a while for the banshee.

Blocking for a moment is enough... Once the banshee breaks free from the thunder, it will naturally block Ning Fan, and the demons do not need to intervene.

It's just that these monsters look down on themselves too much.

Facing the group of monsters, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly became covered with a layer of ice, which was different from Jian Nian!

The bones all over his body, with a click and a punch, actually performed a baby-level body refining technique, shattering ice!

Punch out, ice smash! Thousands of feet of heaven and earth seemed to be frozen, but under the power of the fist, after a violent shock, the ice collapsed and disintegrated.

And in the crisp cracking sound, each and every one of the middle-stage and late-stage Jindan monsters are like ice cubes. No matter how tyrannical the demon race is, under this fist, it is impossible to resist one or two.

At this moment, it is close to Lei Hai, Ning Fan, no longer hold back!

He wants, catch the banshee!

The banshee would never have imagined that Ning Fan would have a tyrannical body that could destroy a group of demons with one punch. Since he has such a body, why didn't he use it at the first sight?

Could it be that he deliberately showed weakness in order to make me negligent and to capture me alive!

For the first time, her pretty face changed color in shock. The strength of Ning Fan in front of her was far beyond her expectations!

She has no certainty of winning... No, even if she is desperate, she has only a 30% chance of winning. Under the lightning, she has been slightly injured.

Careless! He underestimated Ning Fan's strength! It seems that it is difficult to grab the relic today... unless she uses the hole card, but that hole card is only once, and she is reluctant to use it.

Leiguang has not been completely eliminated, but the banshee knows that she cannot stay any longer.

Use the hole card and retreat temporarily. Of the two, she must choose one!

"Forget it, retreat today, and tomorrow, kill this person again and take the relic!"

The banshee's eyes narrowed, her silver teeth bit her teeth, and regardless of Lei Ting's addition, she slapped her storage bag, took out several ancient demon talismans, and slapped them on her chest.

It's a pity that Rao was accompanied by a talisman. Under a few thunders, the talisman immediately turned into flying ash and disappeared, and when the banshee barely rushed out of the thunder, it was already affected by the thunder and was seriously injured.

This is the price of forcibly resisting thunder with one's body. Thunder is a calamity. How can a cultivator be able to stop it? No matter people or monsters, under the thunder of the sky, the only way to survive the calamity is to be careful. , most of them are idiots. Only a handful of gods and demons can protect themselves from lightning...

As soon as the thunder came out, she teleported immediately, grabbed the road and left.

But behind him, Ning Fan's black light flashed and teleported out.

Its fist was shattered by ice, and it was hitting the place where the banshee teleported, frozen for thousands of feet, and shattered in one breath!

"broken!"

In Ning Fan's icy voice, under the strength of his fist, the clear sky shattered, and the banshee also vomited blood and fell.

And in the fist power, there seems to be an extremely cold power, once it enters the body, it is difficult to erase.

"This is... is this magic?! How did he plant this magic!"

The demon power of the banshee began to be sluggish, slow, and even, not enough to urge teleport to escape, and even difficult to fly, and could only grit her teeth and fall from the sky.

Forcibly using the demon power to force out this cold power, it turned out to be... in vain!

"This is the finger of collecting yin. From today, you are no longer the twelve companions, but my cauldron!"

Ning Fan's voice sounded after icy cold, and clicked dozens of times on the banshee's vest.

With a heavy use of yin and fingers, he submerged into the vest, making the banshee's delicate body softer and softer, and the ugly face began to flush.

"What kind of charm is this... Also, how do you know that I am the demon general's companion!" The banshee gritted her teeth and said resentfully, knowing that today, she has fallen into the hands of Ning Fan, because she did not say resistance, Even urging the rune between the eyebrows can't be done.

Don't care... From the beginning, Ning Fan shouldn't be bullied again and again. It would be fine if I directly performed the blow of the demon general...

After completely locking the demon power of the banshee, Ning Fan was still not at ease.

He remembered that the Banshee Camellia was locked up last time, but she was still able to automatically summon the ghost general from the rune.

This time, he wasn't going to give the phantom a chance to condense.

With a pointer on the eyebrow, the sword shadow flew away, and at the moment when the blood of the banshee's eyebrows rose, the tip of the sword immediately stabbed and slashed the blood on the rune of the heavenly spirit. Suddenly, in the rune, there was a man's muffled humming sound, but the sound dissipated before condensing... In this way, this banshee has completely lost its means of resistance.

"You, you dare to hurt Lord Liban! You, you should be damned!" In the eyes of the banshee, murderous intent flashed.

"If you yell at me again, you will regret it. From today, you are my second Nascent Soul Cauldron... The first one is the Camellia Demon... And you, the Hyacinth..."

"What? Camellia Demon, could it be..." The purple-haired banshee was secretly shocked. Could it be that the Camellia Demon that Ning Fan was talking about was the one she knew?

Just to the question of the purple-haired banshee, Ning Fan did not have any answer. With a move of the charm, the banshee was stunned, and she was put into the cauldron ring.

Three moves, capture the banshee... If it is a man, he can only fight hard, and there is no certainty of victory. But unfortunately, since it is a banshee, then it is not a cause for concern.

On the Hexi Plain, Hou Lian's heart was like a thunderous explosion, and he was shaking all over.

The terrifying Jindan demons died so easily.

And the famous Zifeng Yaowei was captured just like that.

horrible! This devil named 'Zhou Ming' is too terrifying... What kind of strength is this Zhou Ming? ! In the early stage of capturing Nascent Soul alive, even in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it may not be possible to do so...

The more Hou Lian thought about it, the more biased he became, and he almost compared Ning Fan with the late Yuan Ying, or even the great cultivators at the peak of Yuan Ying.

For Ning Fan, I am getting more and more afraid, and I am less and less afraid to offend...

"This Zhou Ming is a demon... Definitely a demon..." This was the final conclusion Hou Lian came to.

The second place is Nascent Soul Cauldron... But, he still won by his own tricks. A true master of Nascent Soul will not be all women... If you have a cultivation base of Nascent Soul, you will be crushed when facing this woman...

"My strength is still not enough... I need it, get the pills as soon as possible!"

Ning Fan collected the storage bags all over the floor, turned his eyes back to the horizon, and seemed to have a feeling. There are a few tyrannical breaths there, and they are flying away. Maybe they perceive the vision of fighting here... The four masters of the clan should be the people from the Yudian who came to the Wei country.

If it is discovered, there will be a lot of trouble... It is better not to meet.

"Guide the way, go to your sect..."

Without giving Hou Lian a chance to ask questions, Ning Fan grabbed Hou Lian like a chicken, and immediately teleported and disappeared on the Hexi Plain.

Zifeng has been successfully captured. Next, after a search in Wei State, he can leave...

The second Nascent Soul Cauldron, the second Rune of the God-Transforming Strike, get it!

The trip to the Wei Kingdom is a worthwhile trip!

...

About half a column of incense after he left, four Nascent Soul masters with different appearances landed on the Hexi Plain. When they saw the drastic changes in this place, their eyes were moved.

"Nascent Soul Fighting, you can't go wrong..." An old man who looked like an old scholar said solemnly.

"Well, it seems that it just happened, and from the perspective of the residual breath, it should be a battle between humans and demons, and from the perspective of the strength of the breath, it is the human race master who won." A middle-aged man in Taoist robe said.

"Human race, it's strange... Aside from my four gods of the Rain Palace, who came to help Wei, are there other people?" A beautiful woman in her mid-thirties asked strangely.

"Brother Yunlie, what do you think?" The beautiful woman looked to the side, an ugly man dressed in sackcloth, but her words were extremely respectful.

"I have no opinion..." The big man's ugly face was quite impatient.

The battle for this place seems to be completely unconcerned. In the early days of Nascent Soul, the fighting skills were nothing more than child's play.

Although the scene seems to be huge, in fact, these two people are not divided between life and death... If there is no desperate technique, will it end?

The other three seemed to know the ugly guy's character of his own way, but they didn't dare to be dissatisfied at all.

The old Confucian, the middle-aged Taoist, and the beautiful woman were all cultivated in the early Nascent Soul, but the ugly man was... a great monk at the peak of the Nascent Soul! Therefore, no matter how arrogant the ugly man is, no matter how rude his words are, or how ugly his appearance is, the three of them would not dare to offend the ugly man at all.

"Let's go, go after the other demons... Since there are friends who have eliminated demons and are unwilling to show up, most of them don't want people to know their identities, so we don't have to inquire." The old Confucian said this, and others nodded in approval. , Only the ugly man didn't seem to care, but when everyone left, he took a deep look at the remnants here, and there was a trace of puzzlement and strangeness in his eyes.

The aura of the fighting technique here, among which the aura of the Human Race Nascent Soul, is somewhat familiar... um, a very familiar aura, where have you seen it?

This ugly guy never imagined that the one who won the battle with the banshee was a childish boy he had seen when he was on a mission and passed by the Yueguo Ghost Bird Sect.

Thus, a tangled expression appeared on his indifferent face.

That feeling that is clearly familiar but cannot be remembered is too uncomfortable.

"Who is it? Old Monster Qin, Old Dao Ma, or... No, no... Who is it? I must have seen it!"

It's a pity that the ugly guy didn't associate the identity of the 'Master of Nascent Soul' with that boy at all.

Changhong flashed and teleported without a trace.

(Thanks to aa112562, Qingtian does not change the reward)