Grasping Evil

Quwo, Pingyuan, Mengcheng, Linzi…

Ning Fan followed Jiexiu, passed through the teleportation array, and passed through the repaired city.

The two of them, whose identity is Yuan Ying, are different from the treatment enjoyed by the Jindan cultivator.

Jindan cultivators often gather a certain number of people before starting the formation, in order to avoid wasting immortal jade, and the delay is naturally a lot.

But Ning Fan is different from Jiexiu. The two of them have prominent identities. When they go to a city to repair, they immediately ask for teleportation, and the main formation does not dare to violate it.

In just six days, the two of them have used hundreds of teleportation formations, spanned millions of miles, and reached the border of the Northwest Demon Tide... Ju Sanguan!

After crossing hundreds of repaired cities and approaching the Northwest Territories, the sight is more shocking.

Outside the Jusan Pass, the corpses and broken treasures of monks and monsters spread thousands of miles outside the pass, and the air was extremely bloody. As for the mortal villages and cities within thousands of miles of Jusanguan, as early as the beginning of the demon tide, there were no bones left.

Just in the thousands of miles from the giant Sanguan, hundreds of thousands of mortals died tragically, even thousands of monks.

If this number expands from the Giant Sanctuary Pass, it is calculated in the entire Northwest Territory of Great Jin, plus the occupied areas... There are already tens of thousands of cultivators killed and injured, and tens of millions of mortal casualties...

Even after being killed for a long time, when he saw the tragedy in front of him, it was still difficult for Ning Fan to calm down.

When the monk dies, he can be indifferent, because fighting and killing is the fate of the monk.

But mortals, what's the sin... They only want a full meal, a warm bed, a family harmony, and a lifetime of peace... But, when the demon tide rises, it becomes an extravagant hope.

Ning Fan is different from Jiexiu.

Jiexiu was indifferent when he heard the death of mortals, and when he heard that the monks suffered heavy casualties, his face was alarmed.

different way...

And Ning Fan never expected that under the tide of monsters, several high-level dangerous repair cities had already fallen and were trampled into ruins by monsters.

Six days ago, Jiexiu told him that there were three to destroy Xiucheng.

But today, that number has risen to seven.

As a result, the Giant Sanctuary, which was not originally the most external, became an important town for higher levels of danger as the more external city repairs were broken through. And Xue Zun, who came back injured, in a fit of rage, summoned all the Nascent Soul masters here, intending to use Jusanguan as a stronghold to fight back against the demon tide!

Jing Zhuo and Yin Suqiu were guarding this pass. I don't know if something was wrong... I made a mistake... I should persuade Yin Suqiu that day, not to choose this pass to guard.

When Ning Fan and Jiexiu came to the outside of Jusan Pass, the demon wave was still there, and a somewhat weak but spiritual sense from the early stage of divine transformation swept across Ning Fan and the two of them, sensing their human identity, no longer care.

This person is Xue Zun!

This person is so vigilant, it shows that the situation is urgent!

Jiexiu wanted to rush to the gate immediately, but Ning Fan shook his head.

"Friend Jie, you go to Guannei to meet up with Zhu Yuanying first, I'm going to the head of the city to see my old friend..."

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, the situation is critical now, and there is no time to waste..."

Jiexiu's words did not reach Ning Fan's ears at all.

Jiexiu, on the other hand, shook his head slightly. He also knew that it seemed that Zhou Ming's Taoist companion was guarding here...

In this way, he is the only one who thinks about Xue Zun's registration first.

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giant pass,

The pass stretches for thousands of miles, and the city is hundreds of feet high.

One by one, the monsters who did not know whether to live or die, either piercing the veins or melting the spirit, rushed to the city like a tide, killing them endlessly.

And the bird monsters, the fusion spirit monsters, can fly above the city wall and attack the guarding monks.

These monsters, every time they attacked the city, they devoured the defense formation, and if they were killed by the monks, unless they were sure to kill with one blow, they would explode their bodies before they died, or die with the monks, or with weak force, Shake the array.

The Great Sanctuary Formation has long been shattered under the impact of the demon tide. Immortal jade can be replenished, but nearly one-third of the formation's eyes are shattered by the impact of the demon wave, and it is difficult to repair.

There are even more golden elixir monsters, either in human form or with animal bodies, and rushing to the city wall, it is a series of fights. Ordinary guard monks are not opponents of these monsters at all. Only the cultivator of golden elixir can resist one or two.

Yin Suqiu also fought to the death on the city wall.

She behaved calmly and floated like a fairy, with a small crystal ring in her hand, but it was already stained with blood.

Under one ring, Jindan monsters will die, even the monsters at the peak of Jindan, there are also several who died under her attack.

These monsters, too many, too many.

And Yin Suqiu's eyes could not help but raise a trace of worry.

The demon tide is becoming more and more difficult to resist, will Da Jin be destroyed...

It's just that this worry is much lighter than before.

And when she recalled the incident that Ning Fan was injured by Jin Xiu, her worry was also erased.

"Jin Xiu has no way, if it is destroyed... it is natural..."

She would never have had this kind of thought before. But now, she would think so.

She held the Qiankun Circle, like an empty valley orchid emerging from the sea of ​​blood, which immediately attracted the attention of the siege monsters.

Four humanoid Jindan peak demons, male or female, high or low, surround them in the center.

Relying on the strength of the Qiankun Circle, Yin Suqiu seriously injured a monster in a single encounter, but under the siege of the group of monsters, his mana had already been greatly damaged.

Accidentally, he was bullied by a sturdy monster behind him, and the bloody claws were violently captured!

"not good!"

Her beautiful eyes were startled, and she wanted to activate the teleportation butterfly wings to escape the blow, but her mana was already weak and it was difficult to use it, and she was about to be hit hard by the monster.

But at this moment, the surrounding heaven and earth, within a thousand zhang, suddenly shook with ice, and immediately, the little monsters within a thousand zhang, all under the earthquake, turned into ice chips and died!

Punch out, ice smash!

It was the four monsters at the peak of Jindan, all of them spurted out a blood, each with a shocked expression, pulled away and flew back!

Yin Suqiu hadn't regained her senses when she suddenly discovered that her delicate body had fallen into a hug.

That breath, familiarity, that smile, like yesterday, those eyes, but it's like ice that never melts!

"I'm late!"

He only said a few words, and immediately a black light disappeared.

And the four monsters at the peak of the golden core were all shocked. Somehow, the person in front of them was actually a master of Nascent Soul!

Fly back, and then fly back, but how can this fly back be as fast as Ning Fan's lightning speed!

With one palm shot, a demon pill shattered and died!

With one finger of lightning, a demon was blasted into ashes by lightning!

One punch shatters ice, and one demon shatters like ice!

With one step, Shengsheng will step on the last demon into a fleshy mud!

Strong, absolutely strong! Makes the repair of the guards near here, no one is not surprised!

"It's the ancestor of Yuan Ying! The ancestor has come to rescue us!"

"Strange, the ancestors of Yuan Ying are not all in Guanzhong, why do you help Xue Zun to heal... How can you care about me waiting for life and death?"

They didn't know Ning Fan's identity, but they were full of gratitude for Ning Fan's help.

"You're here? Did they hurt you again?" Yin Suqiu was in Ning Fan's arms. Although she knew something was wrong, she couldn't push it away. Seeing Ning Fan's face turning pale, she naturally asked with concern.

"No problem, it's not Jin Xiu's injury." Ning Fan shook his head, this paleness was the sequelae of his body-sacrifice technique that damaged his essence and blood.

He didn't say more, half hugged Su Qiu, and stood on the sky.

There is no charming mind, but there is a tyrannical killing intent.

Take out a bottle of Burning Blood Pill and take it!

Killing intent emerged even more, trying to burn everything in front of him!

"die!"

The ink-colored sword thought, swept thousands of miles!

Nearly 10,000 pulse-piercing little demons, nearly a hundred thousand spirit demons, and even more than ten demons in the early stage of Jindan, all died under this sword thought!

The giant scattered for thousands of miles, shrouded in ink, and submerged in blood!

Shocked! The demon in the middle stage of Jindan immediately retreated and fled! Even the Nascent Soul cultivators in Guan were all surprised and reached out their spiritual senses.

"Yuan Ying-level Jian Nian! This fellow Daoist is so powerful! Isn't he a cultivator, but a cultivator from another country who came to the aid of Jin?"

"Could it be that this person is the seven commanders assigned by Jin? Zhou Ming?"

The danger of this demon wave was wiped out by Ning Fan alone!

Fast, too fast! Even in the early stages of other Nascent Souls, it will take at least an hour to kill all these monsters... If you want to calm down the demon tide so quickly, you need at least mid-term strength...

This quick slaying of demons has made Ning Fan never meet the Nascent Souls, and has been valued by many Nascent Souls.

And in his battle against jade, his exploits are like rain.

Merit, 119,762 points!

Although the "Giant Bone Art" cultivation method has not broken through the third level, the giant's body has risen to fifteen feet, and it is not far from the breakthrough.

The blood-burning pill's murderous aura was released only during the killing just now!

"That's right, the merits come faster than I thought..." Ning Fan's eyes flashed, so, accumulating 300,000 merits was far easier than he thought.

Even, with his strength, it is not difficult to accumulate millions of military exploits in three months... It may be a good thing to exchange millions of immortal jade from Jin Jun.

"You are Zhou Ming?" An old, indifferent voice sounded over Jusan Pass... Spirit Transformation, Xue Zun!

"Junior Zhou Ming, I have seen Xue Zun." Ning Fan's expression remained unchanged, but his mind trembled slightly.

Xue Zun... This person seems to be craving the pine cold marrow...

"No gift, come and see me in Guan."

Xue Zun's voice could not hear happiness or anger, but Wei Wei had a hint of surprise.

At a glance, he saw that Ning Fan was a half-step golden core, and at a glance he recognized that Ning Fan was a thunder star of the gods...

At a glance, it can be seen that Ning Fan is carrying demon blood, and at a glance, he has the realm of silver bones.

But what surprised Xue Zun the most was a trace of flame on Ning Fan's body. His cultivation is snow, and he has the sharpest perception of firepower.

"This child not only has pine cold marrow, but also... black magic flame! Black magic flame, in the rain world, there are 11 people who have this fire, but this child's fire is different, there is a trace of this fire. Breath, warning me... it's that person!"

Xue Zun sensed the flame breath again, but after confirming something, his complexion changed drastically.

In the early days of God Transformation, the Rain Palace respects the elderly, and it is rare for the Rain World to make his complexion change greatly! Even in the face of the demon general, I have never been so shocked!

"The breath in this fire can't be wrong! It's Deacon Han's breath... Sure enough, sure enough! This fire is the fire of Deacon Han. I was fortunate enough to meet Deacon Han once. I can't be wrong, I can't be wrong!"

Ning Fan never knew that he was thinking about how to deal with Xue Zun, but that Xue Zun, but he was afraid of Ning Fan first.

Everything, just because the old demon left a trace of breath in the black devil flame... That breath is a word of warning to all those who know the old demon!

"roll!"

In the black devil flame, that trace of aura turned into a warning, and Xue Zun's heart was shocked!

The mana is not strong...but the power of this shock makes Xue Zun feel unprecedentedly small and irresistible!

There is only one word, but it is, the difference between immortals and ordinary people! Among this word, it is rare... the power of true immortals!

Originally, he was going to take the heart of Ning Fan and put it away immediately!

Ning Fan didn't know that the old demon gave him the Black Demon Flame, which was actually protection.

Ning Fan didn't know that the reason why the old demon grew old so fast after he left Qimei was because in the black demon flames, he left a trace of the power of a true immortal and a roar of words!

After all, he was worried that Ning Fan was being plotted against by the masters... Otherwise, the Black Devil Flame was something that all the cultivators would be tempted by. ..

Yuan Ying cultivator, just don't know the old demon. Above the gods, many have heard of Han Yuanji.

As for refining the void and breaking the void, no one knows it!

The protection of the old devil, not a word, never told Ning Fan, only in the heart. But this protection is always there.

Han Yuanji's disciple, the God Emperor of the Rain Realm, didn't dare to move!