Grasping Evil

() The sword was only a foot long, green as jade, round and lacking sharpness, old and cracked.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a sword, and it is more appropriate to say that it is a dagger.

But even so, when this sword appeared, it gave Ning Fan a sense of great crisis.

The power of the celestial spirit radiated from the sword. Under the sword of the North Pagoda master, the power of the celestial spirit turned into a cyan micromang, and the micromang became a line. The line was like a blade. The world, cut through a very fine wound, and faintly revealed the gloomy void beneath the wound...

Lingbao!

Only the Spirit Treasure can mobilize the power of the Heavenly Spirit and smash the void!

If this sword slashed at the flesh, it would be the strength of Ning Fan's flesh, and it would also be damaged!

Even the lightning whip cannot be easily hit on this treasure, otherwise, it will be damaged!

But for a moment, Ning Fan noticed the difference.

Although this sword is surrounded by the power of the heavenly spirit, it is a little weaker than the real spirit treasure.

Lingbao, also known as Xuantian Lingbao, when a cultivator reaches the spiritual level, he can concentrate on the spirit, and when the magic weapon reaches the spiritual level, it can merge with the heavenly spirit. The spiritual power of the five elements, condensed to become the power of heaven and earth, and the power of the primordial power condensed to the extreme, it is pure power of the heavenly spirit.

For example, this sword has a slight cyan glow, and the slight glow less than an inch can kill all the cultivators under the Jade Life Realm. Judging from the color, it should be the power of the heavenly spirit of the wood attribute.

But if it is a Lingbao, the power is a little lower... As soon as his mind changed, Ning Fan saw that, this sword may have been regarded as a Lingbao, but now, because of the damage, it can only be regarded as a half-step Lingbao, which is stronger than the top grade. Weaker than Lingbao.

It's not Xuantian Lingbao, but it should be... Xuantian Remnant Treasure!

Yes, it must be so. The real Spirit Treasure is in the early days of Spirit Transformation. It is extremely reluctant to use, and the magic power of Wanjia is not enough. If it is said to be a residual treasure. If Bei Brown could use this blade, Ning Fan understood the reason.

"Zhou Ming! This seat knows that you have an extraordinary level of body refinement, and you are the only one with a whip. You specialize in beating people with magic weapons and killing babies with treasures! Xiang Liao is not guarded. No matter how high your body refinement level is, in the eyes of this old man, you can kill it at will!"

Bei Brown sneered, but the paleness on his face revealed a faint explanation. He controls this blade, not at will.

This sword is in hand,

He had unprecedented self-confidence in his heart, and he was a god. Can also be hurt!

"Third brother, you hold the treasure to stop this son's retreat, don't let this son run away... This seat can only use the power of this sword and one sword, and kill the second brother. If you gain nothing, it is too unreasonable. value!"

"Yes!"

Dong Qing escaped with a flash of light, holding a long lock, be careful, if Ning Fan escaped. block!

And after blocking Ning Fan's retreat, Bei Brown's palm, a sword from top to bottom, slashed!

With this slash, Bei Brown's flesh and blood seemed to be swallowed up by the Xuantian Slashing Spirit Sword.

Like a cyan light, falling from the sky, connecting the sea one after another, the wind and the waves are calm.

But the next moment, in that light, the heavenly spirit was torn apart, and the whole world was torn apart, revealing the darkness!

The moment the blue thread was cut, Ning Fan's heart froze, and he fled without hesitation, but that day the thread of the spirit was like a maggot attached to a bone.

With a ruthless gaze, Ning Fan knew in his heart that with this Heavenly Spirit's sword, he was afraid that he could only resist it!

Of all the magic weapons, none of them have reached the rank of spiritual treasures, not even Xuantian relics. In this way, it seems that they can only fight with their fleshly bodies!

This is definitely what Ning Fan has seen, the strongest attack that a monk can make under the transformation of God, and even more terrifying than the attack of a few in the early stage of transformation!

With the movement of the Earth Star in the right eye, the power of the earth movement between heaven and earth seemed to form a dark yellow giant shield, blocking it in front of him. After the giant shield, Ning Fan did not hesitate to urge 'Nian Shou Jue', using the ink-colored sword Nian of Nascent Soul's peak, turning it into a black giant cocoon, wrapping himself in it, and inside the giant cocoon, his whole body was completely transformed. Made of silver, the magic pattern flashes, and holds more than ten pieces of the best magic weapon in hand!

The giant shield transformed by Tu Yuan was enough to block the blow of an ordinary great cultivator, but under the blue light line, with a 'chi' sound, the earth shield with a thickness of several tens of meters was cut in half vertically, and the cut surface was as clean as a mirror!

The first defense was broken, but only one-fifth of Qingguang's power was consumed!

Ning Fan's eyes were cold, this azure light was too sharp... With a decisive look, the black cocoon of the divine sense had already touched the azure line.

It was like the sound of broken eggshells, the black cocoon that was enough to block the big cultivator's blow, shattered!

And the blue line, on top of the emptiness, left an invisible scar. Although the scar was small, it caused Ning Fan's sea of ​​​​knowledge to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Nian Shou Jue was also broken!

This sword is so terrifying!

There are still three-fifths of the power of this sword left, and if it has been hard-wired, it is not the time!

Ning Fan's eyes showed madness, each piece of top-quality magic weapon was thrown by him, and when it was close to the blue line, it detonated!

A treasure broken!

Ten treasures broken!

Treasures broken!

The top-quality magic weapons seized by the killed Nascent Soul were almost completely shattered. For every broken treasure, there was a mana comparable to the Nascent Soul level, bombarding above the blue line... The tyrannical power of broken treasures shocked Ning Fan and sent him flying. Thousands of feet, and even the blue line, under this vibration, becomes illusory.

The power of the blue line is less than one-fifth. At this moment, Ning Fan is approaching, and he is cut off!

Like a ray of light, all sounds are silent, fast, too fast! And Ning Fan, trying to catch the light with his hands!

One punch, hit above the blue line!

With only one touch, his fist bones began to collapse, and the blue thread invaded his body and destroyed it wantonly!

Before being seriously injured, Ning Fan's eyes suddenly became indifferent, black hair grew, black mist lingered around him, and with a bang, his body shattered!

Blue line, go off!

The owner of the East Pagoda, Dongqing, his eyes have long been shocked!

Although this sword killed Ning Fan, in the end, it was exhausted by Ning Fan!

"Is this Zhou Ming's strength... Xuantian Spirit Slaying Sword, although it is a remnant treasure, its power is not weaker than that of ordinary spirit treasures! That sword is an ordinary divine transformation, and will be injured... This person can actually After erasing the blue light, its combat power is infinitely close to being a god!"

And Bei Brown was also shocked, but there was a sneer on his face.

With one sword, he almost drained all his blood and essence, and he was so seriously injured that even if he was recuperated with a genius treasure, it would not last a hundred years. It is absolutely impossible to heal, even if it heals, it is due to self-injury. Its cultivation base will definitely drop a lot. After the injury, I am afraid there will be less than 5000 armor mana...

The price of this sword is not too big!

He is North Brown, and he is also a character! To be able to issue this sword is enough to be proud of!

Although the price was high, in the end, he killed Ning Fan and obtained two types of Earth Vein Demon Fire. Yan Zun will definitely reward...

After forming a Rank 5 alchemy master, if they are given a 'Clutching Pill', they are all expected to transform into gods in this life!

"Haha! Third brother. Go to the place where you died and look for the Earth Vein Demon Fire! I'll take a little rest first to suppress the injury..."

"But, there is no demon fire?"

"Impossible! This sword evokes the power of the heavenly spirit, and it can destroy all its primordial infants. Not a drop of flesh and blood flows, but the heaven and earth spirits like the earth vein demon fire are not destroyed by the power of the heavenly spirit... eh? Could it be? Is this sword slicing the void, causing Erhuo to fall into the void? Trouble, it seems that the only way to damage oneself again. Chop the void and take out the demon fire, but the next sword, you will cut..."

Bei Brown, who was cross-legged in the sky, was refining the power of medicinal pills in his body, and suddenly, his vest felt cold!

Countless ink-colored sword thoughts emerged behind him, turning into an indifferent young man in black!

The young man's face was slightly pale, and he seemed to be injured, but he was not dead!

"You hurt me, are you proud... Mo Liu's distraction technique!"

This warning sign is too strange!

Even Bei Brown was too late to ask Dong Qing, who was thousands of feet away, for help!

This voice, like a demonic barrier, is extremely cold, but it is very familiar, it is not wrong, it is that person!

"Zhou Ming! You are not dead, how is it possible! How is it possible! Ah!"

The youth scattered into black shadows again, and Bei Brown immediately screamed!

His right arm holding the sword was slashed by Mo Ying, and he was cut off!

And Mo Ying submerged into the body, smashed the immortal veins, smashed the dantian, and directly forced the little Nascent Soul who was lying in the dantian!

At the moment when the body was shattered and the Nascent Soul was about to be destroyed, the Nascent Soul wearing the golden armor smashed a jade tablet in fear, and the jade tablet contained a flame of light, exerting the power to move it, it has been moved thousands of feet away!

He looked at the young man in the dark fog in disbelief, and Dong Qing was stunned by the situation that was reversed in front of him!

how is this possible! The 'Zhou Ming' who was slashed by Tianling's sword is still... alive!

What is the body of the black mist, it can be broken and condensed!

Ink Flow Distraction Technique, what is it! When it was broken and scattered, Bei Brown's body collapsed, and it was only by virtue of the 'big moving jade' that he survived!

"Impossible! Impossible!" Bei Brown let out a hoarse roar! Roaring, but with extreme fear.

"You are going to die... Before you died, Zhou had a question. You took great pains to serve Yan Zun in the Rain Palace, it seems that it was because Yan Zun was a Rank 5 alchemist, but you didn't know that Zhou was also a Rank 5 alchemist. Master! You shouldn't offend me."

"Wha, what! You are a rank five alchemist!" Dong Qing was frustrated, if they had known that Ning Fan was a rank five, they would have tried their best to befriend this person, why would they hurt this person in order to please another rank five …

Regret, regret... But after regret, in their eyes, they are all fear and resentment.

This Zhou Ming, the method is too strange to deal with, so he should escape first, escape from the endless sea, and escape back to the Rain Palace, please help Yan Zun to avenge the two!

"Want to run? Set!"

Ning Fan pointed at the two of them, his black eyes were as cold as ice for ten thousand years.

He opened his mouth and took a breath, eating Bei Brown's broken arm, holding a cyan green sword more than a foot in his hand, and a feeling of heaven and earth blending appeared in Ning Fan's body and mind.

Is this the Xuantian Spirit Slaying Sword... I have been walking all the way, and I have underestimated the power of the magic weapon. I never imagined that the magic weapon would enter the spiritual level and arouse the heavenly spirit.

Xuantian's remnant treasure, but with his own 190 armor mana, even with the addition of demon power, it is not enough to motivate.

The two who were locked down, self-harming, wanted to escape, but were once again designated by Ning Fanyi.

Break free, sure!

Break free, sure!

One person and one baby showed despair. At this moment, Ning Fan, who was in the state of Mo Ying, had an aura comparable to that of a great cultivator. He was no longer as good as the two of them.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou Ming, if you let this seat go this time, this seat promises that after returning to the Rain Palace, you will never be held accountable for the crime of the Boundary Law!"

"Investigate? Oh, don't worry, I'm researching the usage of this sword, use this sword to behead your head!"

"You can't use this sword! This sword is God Transformation, and..."

"Noisy!"

This sentence, the sound melts into the sky, the sound of thunder is glowing, and it resonates in the hearts of the two for a long time!

And a vast, vicissitudes of life, slowly condensed on Ning Fan.

He bent his hand and grabbed it, but it seemed like he was grabbing the bottom of the sea in the palm of his hand!

"Spirit..."

The indifferent voice sounded, and the soul of the earth merged into Ning Fan's body and turned into inexhaustible mana!

300 armor, 500 armor, 1000 armor.

2000 armor, 5000 armor, 10000 armor!

Wanjia's magic power is comparable to that of a god, so much magic power, even if Ning Fan does not damage himself, it is enough to kill the spirit with one sword!

"Pulling... soul pulling! I understand! I understand! You indestructible ink shadow is an incarnation, and it is also one of those rare 'indestructible incarnations'! You, you... you are actually in the Nascent Soul stage, I have realized two kinds of phantom-shattering supernatural powers! Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming! Haha, it’s not worthwhile to die in your hands! But if you don’t kill me, this seat is willing to serve you as…”

"Noisy!"

With a flash of cold light, an extremely strong momentum turned into a sword!

Zhan Ling slashed a semicircle, a green line, slashed across it, as if to talk about the sky... open up!

The green thread has been cut by one person and one baby, and the faces of the two are frightened, frightened, and resentful!

Whether it is the Nascent Soul or the fleshly body, all of them quickly dissolve under a single sword...

The sound of two screams spread down the wind in the sea, but immediately, it was drowned out by the roar of the broken sky!

The void shattered into a black crack, and the power of the void made the scalp numb.

Immediately, heal.

The waves were monstrous, and there was only a young man in black, standing in the center of the waves, looking at the sword in his hand.

Slowly disperse the soul of the earth.

"Xuantian Lingbao... It's really terrifying... You need to be very careful when dealing with Shang Huashen like this, and you have to start sacrificing and refining a few treasures that take advantage of it... Zhan Li Jian, you can't just stop at the top grade..."

…

In Xuanwu City, countless old monsters surrounded the Nandan Pagoda. Among them, Lu Qing and Bei Xiaoman, and other senior members of the Palace of Relics, held three pieces of life jade and remained silent.

The three pieces of life jade shattered one after another, which undoubtedly means that the three tower owners died one after another.

In the South Tower, it was as silent as death!

And a moment later, a sensational news shocked Penglai, and it will spread in the open sea at a terrifying speed!

Zhou Ming, with the power of one person, beheaded three great cultivators!

The three pagoda masters of the Palace of the Leftovers, and the three guests of the Rain Palace, none of them survived!

Zhou Ming, as the endless overseas sea, the first person under the gods!