Grasping Evil

The head of the Purple Light Sect escaped without life, and behind him, the aura of the black corpse was getting closer and closer.

The black corpse had already hunted down fourteen people, and the head of Ziguang took advantage of this time to escape desperately, almost 200 miles away from Ningcheng.

But at this distance, the black corpse easily caught up after dozens of teleportation flashes.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to!"

Frightened, he turned around and ran towards a cultivating family.

Xiyue Chen family, a family in the middle of the fusion spirit. The reason why the head of Ziguang fled here is to let the corpse demon eat others, not himself!

This is selfishness, the choice people often make before the fear of death.

As for the black corpse, he seemed quite satisfied with Sect Master Ziguang's approach, and followed Sect Master Ziguang unhurriedly, destroying the cultivators along the road, swallowing countless blood and food.

...

In the west of the Chen family, a purple light startled the rainbow, pierced the spirit-level formation outside the Chen family, and fled all the way. The ancestor of the Chen family, his expression changed in shock, that purple light must be an old Jindan monster... Is there an old Jindan monster who came to the Chen family? So tyrannical to break through the formation, is it to ask the guilt?

The ancestor of the Chen family did not dare to neglect, and immediately exited the customs, ready to meet, but was shocked to find that there was a black light again, crashing into the Chen family boundary.

"The old man is here, you and others are all bloody food!"

The black corpse sneered, and with a pinch, over the Chen family, immediately black mist billowed, and black clouds overwhelmed the city!

With black clouds and black fog, and a cage of sky, the Chen family suddenly became eerily silent, while the old ancestor of the Chen family had a sullen view of the sea, his eyes were blank, and he showed a dull, stupid smile.

All of this is just like the expressions of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect before!

All the cultivators of the Chen family were turned into living corpses by the black corpse sacrifice when they met face to face!

"Hey, a living corpse is good. It can hurt people. After the corpse is broken, it can also provide the old man with corpse energy... Following that purple-clothed junior, we can find a lot of good corpses..."

If anyone sees it, they will surely find that in a black bag around the waist of the black corpse, there are thousands of soul-melting-level living corpses suddenly stored!

His escaped light flashed and teleported again, chasing after the head of Ziguang, and he had just escaped from a distance of more than ten miles, and he was horrified before he had time to rejoice.

"This... so fast! In just ten breaths, he destroyed the Chen family!"

He changed directions several times, passing by the Zhao family, the Lin family... One after another, the cultivation families were destroyed after the arrival of the head of Ziguang.

After destroying several comprehension clans, the black corpse seemed to be tired.

"The matter of the ancient corpse is important, a mere junior, there is no point in teasing... You, you can die!"

The black corpse sneered, teleported out, grabbed the arm of the head of Ziguang with one claw, and tore it ruthlessly, tearing his arm off.

The head of Ziguang gave a severe pain, and fell into the sky, smashing to the ground, his body shivering, how could he be proud of being aloof on weekdays.

The black corpse flashed black light and appeared in front of him, pressing a finger to his eyebrows, and the head of Ziguang couldn't even resist, he could only bow his head tremblingly and wait to die.

"This is... the power of Nascent Soul... so scary..." His eyes completely lost focus due to panic.

But at this moment, two teleporting lights finally caught up.

One is the ancestor Jing Zhuo. Although he possesses the mana of Nascent Soul, his realm has not been completely improved, and performing teleportation is a huge burden for him.

And Fairy Suqiu, teleporting with her spirit outfit, is even more difficult, but... that little Zhihe actually stuffed her with two bottles of 'dan sugar'... So, her mana is not a problem, but she can't help it. Secretly, Ning Fan's doting on Zhihe... The three-turn elixir is really like candy, just give Zhihe several bottles...

As soon as Jing Zhuo and Su Qiu appeared, they immediately attacked. Fairy Suqiu lost the magic weapon like a water ring. The other magic weapons are not high rank, and it is difficult to hurt the black corpse. Therefore, she made a pinch and shot a stack of golden talismans.

The ancestor Jing Zhuo took advantage of the situation to shoot his fiery red short dagger, turned it into a firelight, and involved the black corpse in it.

The shot of the two may not be able to hurt the black corpse, but they finally saved the head of Ziguangzong.

It's just that the head of Ziguang Sect, who dragged down several cultivators to escape, fell into Su Qiu's eyes, but turned into a deep contempt.

"You run away, leave it to us here." Su Qiu said coldly, not wanting to take another look at the head of Ziguang.

"Yes, yes! Many thanks to Fairy Suqiu for your help! Many thanks to Senior Jingzhuo for your rescue!"

The head of Ziguang escaped from death, and was overjoyed. He didn't even care about his face, and he didn't even show courtesy. He immediately drove away, for fear that he would walk a step slower and be targeted by the black corpse again.

Today's events have left this little head of Ziguang with an indelible shadow in his heart. Under this shadow, I am afraid that he will not be able to break through the realm again.

And once he returns to the sect, he will immediately pack up and run away... The Nascent Soul Demon has emerged from the Yue Kingdom, and he can't stay there any longer!

The escape of the head of Ziguang caused the black corpse in the fire to let out a dissatisfied snort.

He slapped his palms, and the short Ge fire, which killed three golden cores and seriously injured five, was smashed by his life and turned into broken pieces of magic weapons. This scene made Jing Zhuo's complexion change greatly, red hot Short Ge is a top-grade peak magic weapon, that's all. . . Broken?

"Quick retreat!" Jing Zhuo reminded him immediately, and Su Qiu and Su Qiu each flew back.

In the eyes of the black corpse, there seemed to be a trace of anger, and the anger was the mere ants, who dared to stop themselves from eating people.

"Your Nascent Soul, although solid, seems delicious!"

The black corpse smiled and roared, letting go of Su Qiu, and followed Jing Zhuo with a teleportation.

With a claw sticking out, only the claw wind made Jing Zhuo's face hurt, and he was secretly shocked by how strong this black corpse was.

At the time of crisis, Jing Zhuo dared to keep it, his eyes were ruthless, and a burst of blue flames spewed out of his mouth!

This green flame, when it was soaring, faintly turned into the shape of a green luan, and the blazing fire power made the black corpse's complexion change.

"Earth Vessel Demon Fire! Qingluan Fire? No, it's just a trace of Qingluan Fire fused with other flames to form a fake demon fire... Hehe, it's a shock to the old man. If it's really Earth Vein Demon Fire, it's going to be troublesome... "

The body of the black corpse was at the critical moment of the second transformation of the corpse.

With a sneer, the black claws gripped, and the flames of Qingluan were crushed into flames.

And its one claw shot Jingzhuo's dantian straight, smashed Jingzhuo's other protective magic weapon, and shredded its top-grade spirit armor. The target was the illusory Nascent Soul in Jingzhuo's dantian!

Fast, too fast, the speed of this black corpse is too fast, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a shot like electricity, with Jing Zhuo's thinking, it is simply unable to adapt to this kind of hand-to-hand struggle.

He had never imagined that his strength was so much worse than the black corpse, and it was no wonder that the black corpse had the strength to destroy the Seven Kingdoms. . . This kind of madness, even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, is hard to resist!

The cultivators often keep a distance from each other in their fighting skills. No matter how fast the fighting skills are, there will eventually be time to take precautions, but the fighting of the black corpses in front of them completely reproduces the ferocity of the gods and demons in ancient times. How can ordinary cultivators be able to resist.

But Jing Zhuo, since it was impossible, the black corpse invaded his dantian and took away his Nascent Soul... As soon as he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out his blood essence, the mirror on his chest turned into a cone with a golden light, singing with Buddhist sounds. The stab at the black corpse made his arm hesitate for a moment, while Jing Zhuo took advantage of the extreme hesitation of the black corpse, and immediately pulled away and stood with Su Qiu, hoping to block the attack of the black corpse with the combined efforts of the two.

"I can't stop it..." Jing Zhuo said succinctly.

"Wait...wait for Ning Fan's help." Su Qiu's bright eyes flashed a hint of trust.

Ning Fan said that he would help, and he would have the means to cross hundreds of miles to help here. Because of Ning Fan's personality, he probably wouldn't watch him die in vain at the mouth of a black corpse. . .

. . .

The black corpse let out a sigh, as if he was surprised by Jing Zhuo's golden mirror.

"Buddha? Although it's only high-grade, but with its restraint on evil spirits, it's enough to hurt the old man... You are not bad, a mere fake baby, stronger than many Nascent Soul cultivators... But you will die! Who! I can't save you! Just let you see and see, this old man's true finale method... Let you understand what it means, '10,000 corpses destroy the country'!"

The black corpse licked his tongue and slapped the black bag. Among them, countless corpse qi of Dao Rongling and even Jindan rose up from the sky!

A series of strange roars, shrill and painful, came from the black bag, and Jing Zhuo immediately turned pale.

How many corpses are there in the black bag on the waist of this black corpse? The grievances in the black bag alone are not something that Jing Zhuo can bear!

Thousands of corpses! This black corpse has thousands of corpses. He wants to slaughter the country and make the country of Yue the eighth lower-level cultivation country to be destroyed under his palm!

"Fairy Suqiu, hurry up, this demon cannot compete with this demon... At this moment, the only option is to return to Ningcheng, to escape from Yue Kingdom with Ning Daoyou and others, Xingye, and take refuge in other countries... Yue Kingdom will be destroyed, and the next The matter, even the Taixu faction can't get involved...Let's leave it to Yudian to handle it, but I wait for the lower-level cultivation country, the always arrogant Yudian, may pay attention to one or two..."

Jing Zhuo laughed at himself and sighed, his fighting spirit was completely gone, he himself was not the opponent of the black corpse, maybe not even the opponent of the 'Tian Yizi', plus the countless corpses of the black corpse, how could he fight? Can't fight, can't fight... Even if I really break through Nascent Soul, I can't fight...

"Wait...Ning Fan may have a solution..." Su Qiu said stubbornly. She believed that Ning Fan would not deceive herself, and no one could convince her of what she believed.

"This... Fairy Su Qiu, I've offended you. You have a close relationship with fellow Daoist Ning. This old man can't watch you die here... If you insist on not leaving, the old man knocks you out and will bring you back safely. Ning Cheng!" Jing Zhuo sighed, in his opinion, the only option was to knock Su Qiu out and forcibly take him away.

This may be reckless, but he can't watch Su Qiu die here.

When Su Qiu heard Jing Zhuo's words, her face was embarrassed and angry. She and Ning Fan had only one acquaintance, and they had a very close relationship with a ghost!

And if she was knocked unconscious by Jing Zhuo, she would definitely touch her skin, so Su Qiu might as well die...

And Jingzhuo thought things too well, and his words made the black corpse laugh.

"You want to go? Can you go!"

There was a corpse in the sky, and there was no teleportation within a hundred miles around!

And the black corpse flashed with black light, and both claws probed together, directly taking the two hearts. This shot is too fast to teleport, and the two of them will die!

In the eyes of the black corpse, the scene after killing the two can already be expected. A woman, he likes a stubborn woman, makes a living corpse, and retains a trace of sanity. When the time comes, he will be very happy to see her struggling, humiliated, afraid, and resentful.

And the fake baby monk, eat it and make up for it!

It's just that his claws stretched out halfway, suddenly the escape light was interrupted, and he fell to the ground. For the first time in his life, he showed a look of horror, and he pulled away without hesitation.

However, the black corpse found that he could not teleport anymore! It was not blocked by black gas, but teleportation was blocked by other means!

The sword qi that covers the sky and the sun locks the sky, and four huge, vicissitudes, and thick sword shadows can be faintly seen even through the thick corpse qi, as if the sword shadows are so sharp that nothing can stop them. live!

The sword qi of sure-killing swords appeared in front of the black corpse without any warning. The tyrannical fleshly body comparable to the corpse demon, under this sword qi, was like a knife cutting tofu, and the defense was easily pierced, and black blood flowed!

The black corpse groaned, and when they met, it seemed that he was seriously injured under the sword energy!

And he was horrified to find that the terrifying sword energy in front of him was recorded in "Dead Demon Record" with only a few words...

"'The land of the four swords, the slaughtering, the immortal who rebelled against the sky, and the swords...' This sword qi, can't be wrong, it is... the sword qi of killing the immortals! It is the sword of punishment in the ancient heaven! Ah! "

A shrill scream came from his mouth, and at this moment he no longer tried to call out the ten thousand corpses, because once the ten thousand corpses were taken out, I am afraid that they will be destroyed immediately under the sword energy!

At the beginning, Ning Fan could only rely on the effect of Jade Emperor Pill to reshape his body to support one or two of this sword energy. How could the self-healing power of the black corpse be better than the Jade Emperor Pill, which is hard to find from the Immortal Emperor. In this sword energy Below, it is no surprise that serious injuries!

Serious injuries, black corpses are not afraid, body injuries, because they are corpses, so they can be repaired extremely well. But the most unacceptable thing for him is that he almost broke through the body of the second transformation of the corpse demon, and it started, and the realm went backwards!

The sword qi slashed through one scene after another, and each of them made his corpse qi die... That was the corpse qi he had been collecting for two thousand years! Just to complete the second transformation of the corpse demon after two thousand years, immortal!

The offensive of the sword qi gradually attenuated, but the black corpse in the attack of the sword qi had more and more killing intent.

In the Zhu Xian sword energy, a familiar aura of mana made him roar! That was Ning Fan's breath, and this Immortal Execution Order was given by Ning Fan!

He had never hated a person so much in his life, Ning Fan was the first!

"Ning Fan! This old man will tear you to pieces! Ah!"

His corpse demon realm is still falling. . . And what made him even more distressed, happened!

The corpse of Tian Yizi, which was placed in Ningcheng and used to obstruct Ning Fan, was destroyed!

The 'Tian Yizi' was destroyed, almost immediately, all the mana of the black corpse began to dissipate.

Because the one son that day is the container for the black corpse to store mana! The corpse cannot have mana, and all can only take the living corpse, leave a ray of life, and use the half-corpse to contain its own mana. Therefore, Tianyizi is extremely important, and the black corpse is even more painstaking, tempering Tianyizi's flesh with countless heaven and earth treasures, almost reaching the realm of silver bones, plus mana comparable to the peak of the early Nascent Soul. , In the land of Ningcheng, who can kill 'Tian Yizi'!

"No! The old man's corpse demon realm! The old man's living corpse container! The old man's two-thousand-year plan has fallen short! It's hateful, hateful!"

...

Above Ningcheng, after Ning Fan cast the Immortal Execution Order, he did not immediately support Si Wuxie.

With Si Wuxie's means, he even fought Tian Yizi to a dead end for a while, but after that, Si Wuxie gradually lost his mana, while Tian Yizi was still expressionless and extremely powerful.

Si Wuxie, about to lose... And gradually, Ning Fan saw a flaw in Si Wuxie's actions.

Since Si Wuxie was refined into a spirit puppet, Si Wuxie lost most of his memory and many spells, forgot how to cast them.

But at this moment, many of the spells that Si Wuxie cast are spells that he learned when he was the Sect Master of Tianli.

Could it be... she regained her memory?

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, but he was puzzled. If Si Wuxie really recovered his memory, he would kill him immediately, why would he help him? Or, as Sisi's personality, is he doing something wrong?

"Sisi...if Si Wuxie is dead, I'll die, but if Sisi...its safety, I can't ignore it..." Ning Fan sighed, seeing that Si Wuxie's magic power was not good enough, and he was killed by a giant of ten feet. His eyebrows were lined up, and he still didn't move half a step.

Because another black-clothed figure was already over Ningcheng!

This black-clothed figure is the same as the white-clothed Ning Fan, the only difference is the indifferent eyes and the black lines on half of his face.

The black robe hunted, he seemed to flicker, and he appeared in front of Si Wuxie, no one could see it, how he appeared, it was the ghost bird, all eyes changed, and he couldn't see through the weirdness of this black robe!

The Three Corpse Eyes Technique had already been shot out, but the man in black blocked Si Wuxie's body, waved his palm, and took the blood-red pupil technique abruptly.

This pupil technique, in the final analysis, is still killing people with evil thoughts... He is not afraid of evil thoughts, because in the final analysis, he is not a person, has no heart, no thoughts! He is not afraid of Mingluo Illusion, how could he be afraid of this immature false three corpse evil thoughts!

For the first time, Tian Yizi's dull face showed horror.

After just a moment of horror, he immediately put away his expression, and with a body of ten feet, he swung a fist, actually evoking the power of ice, and displayed another infant-level body refining technique.

This boxing technique is called "Break of Ice". One punch turns into ice, and one punch breaks the ice. Non-Nature Infants can't take it hard.

But the cold ice fist was nearly three feet away from the black clothes, but suddenly it seemed to be cut open by an invisible and fierce thing, and it was divided into two halves.

At the same time, Tian Yizi felt a sense of death in his heart.

Black clothes, the first time to speak!

"My name is Mo Ning, if you hurt her, you will die!"

In an instant, the figure of the man in black suddenly dissipated, turning into tens of thousands of thin black lights, each of which turned into black sword lights after a while, like thick ink spreading out in the clear sky, like black wind, rolling away in the air!

In this sword glow, there is also a trace of simple and heavy immortal slaying power. Tens of thousands of black lights are like a long wind. The ten-zhang giant in the sword wind, the tyrannical body, actually begins to disintegrate!

And just a moment later, the Tian Yizi, who made Ning Fan in white look like a great enemy, vanished into ashes.

"If you don't hurt her, you will die!" Heiyi added indifferently.

The Nascent Soul's aura in black swept across, making all Ning Cheng's cultivators feel cold in their hearts, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Nascent Soul cultivator, is he alone again? !

This black-clothed cultivator claims to be Mo Ning, so he is not Ning Fan... But why is he so similar to Ning Fan? Could it be the legendary Ning Heimo's true appearance? !

Yes, it must be! It turned out that the rumored Ning Heimo turned out to be a Yuanying cultivator! In this way, it is understandable that he looks exactly the same as Ning Fan... Ning Fan is the great-grandson of the Black Demon, and his grandson and grandson look alike, so there is nothing strange, isn't it?

There was only Zhi He, who waved his head foolishly, not afraid of this breath at all, and did not think that this person was Ning Heimo. She knew that this was Ning Fan, that was it.

"Brother Fan, why did you become two? But this black-clothed brother Fan, although indifferent, is quite humorous..." She smiled sweetly, with little stars shining in her eyes, and divided Ning Fan into two. She was so interested.

And the power of black clothes made Zhihe feel at ease for a while.

With Brother Fan here, no one today can destroy Ning Cheng... She was convinced.

Heiyi looked towards the direction where the black corpse left, a teleport, and disappeared into the sky without a shadow.

And Bai Yi's eyes were also solemn, and an ice rainbow chased after him.

After escaping the light, the two of them performed the pseudo-recitation together, hiding for a while, and disappeared.

Later, when he reappeared, it was a young man in white clothes and a black cloak, with a smile on his lips, but murderous intent in his eyes!

"Next, slay the devil! This is the magical power of the sword sense that I realized after breaking through the Nascent Soul in the incarnation of black clothes! This supernatural power, from today onwards, will be called... 'The Art of Mo Liu's Distraction'!"

Ning Fan smiled slightly, his cultivation was still at the peak of the fusion spirit, but he took one step, and it turned out to be... teleportation!

Its breath is even more strangely floating between Rongling and Nascent Soul.

Corpse Demon, why should you be afraid? ! Even with the strength of Ning Fan today, the life and death of the country of Yue are all within a single thought!

As for how others misunderstood Ning Heimo, how to guess Ning Fan's identity... Let them go, anyway, after today, no one dares to attack Ning Cheng!

(The body of this chapter is 5500 words. As you all know, I don’t like to divide chapters, and they all follow the plot. Many friends are abruptly cut off 2000 words and divided into chapters. It seems like a lot of outbreaks... Thank you for traveling all over the world. The pig reward, a 588, made me add it again... Usually I don't care about the number of changes, but even when I am uncomfortable, sometimes it is 4000 words, catching up with other people's two changes, some people say I am For the first update, do I need to use this to update? This book, I update 25,000 a day at most, not once. If I also divide it into 2,000-word updates for others, it is 12 updates a day. I need to play the first update. 'This kind of gimmick? The reason why I wrote the first update was because after the first update, it was really uncomfortable and I had to rest. My level is limited, I admit, but I was really serious, dedicated, and tired when writing a book. Since the beginning of the book, I have always criticized and praised, and I have never refuted it. I made a little noise today, so don't worry about it. I still owe 12 updates. If there is no abnormality today, there will be a third update...)