This collapsed ancient **** giant shadow, the breath is clearly comparable to the peak of the true, far surpassing Ning Fan. . . However, under the grasp of Ning Fan, it was a complete collapse without resistance.

Many old geeks are secretly shocked, guessing that Ning Fanding is relying on any special means to calmly break the ancient **** giant shadow.

What is the specific means, but no one can see through.

Can't see it... If Ning Fanshang is just an ancient god, in the presence of countless old monsters, the number of people will see the clues.

However, today's Ning Fan is already a three-year-old god. Three ancient gods, the source of the heart... His ancient gods have turned a pool of clear water, and no trace can be traced.

Unless the same is the ancient **** of Sancha, no one can see the identity of the ancient **** of Ningfan!

The Xuan Xuan Festival grips slightly and the eyes are full of unwillingness.

Can't kill... why can't you kill this child! Why this son is obviously a ghost, but he can resist the attacking jade of his own refining!

"You are together!"

Chen Xuan’s eyes are like a fierce beast. With a big hand, he directly throws the last two cemeteries of Chen’s family on the battlefield.

The use of attack jade Jane is nothing more than a second enemy one... Chen Xuan seems to be insane, even if he continues to violate the tomb than the regulations, he also wants to kill Ning Fan!

It’s a pity that the two Chen’s tombs were unsettled, and Ning Fan had waved his hand to sacrifice the sword, and the sword was like a dream.

Ten thousand eight thousand swords and swordsmen swept immediately, and the swords formed into battles. Two Chen family guards of the graves only had time to make a scream and fell directly into the heavy swords.

Their storage bags. Together with the attack jade that they held, they fell into the hands of Ning Fan.

At this point, the five Chen Jiashou graves, including Chen Xiao, all fell into the hands of Ning Fan!

"Hateful! Hate!"

Chen Xuan has almost been overwhelmed by hatred. With a big hand, he has to forcefully open the six ancestors of Luojia who are in front of him, vowed to play in person and win Ning Fan.

But not waiting for him to take that step, on the north side of the high platform, suddenly one person looked faint. The thunder flashed.

The next moment. A thunderous and fierce thought, immediately swept away with Chen Xuanzang.

Without any possibility of defense, Chen Xuan, who was in the early days of being in a hurry, was directly shocked by this thought. Heavy fall. All the jade seats in the back of the row were destroyed.

There are no lights on all sides. I immediately looked at someone from the high platform in the north.

The shot is actually the eight elders Lei Jinshi!

"Eight elders... Xiaoer is obeying your orders to deal with Luo's family. He is dead. How can you not care! How can you..." Chen Xuan’s words were not finished, and he was directly beaten by Lei Jinshi. Broken.

"Enough! Chen Xuan, you can give the old man a stop!"

Lei Jinshi’s eyes were gloomy at this moment. Today, Chen’s family is throwing his face away from Lei Jinshi.

"To kill this child, when can you! In addition to the tomb than the rules, the old man will let you become the food of Lei Ling!" This sentence is the voice of Lei Jinshi to Chen Xuan.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan seems to have been poured a cold water into the head, and it is a chill, but it is calm.

Recalling what I did before, suddenly there was a trace of fear.

Including Chen Xiao, the five Chen people who kept the graves all violated the tomb than the regulations... I am afraid that this incident has already violated the public anger, even Lei Jinshi can not tolerate...

"In the second round, what you have is an opportunity!" Lei Jinshi repeated and said.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan’s eyes brightened and his mouth smirked a smile.

Looking at the old eyes, Chen Xuan snorted and waved to reshape the ruined jade seat and re-sit.

After killing Chen’s tomb, Ning Fan’s eyes were slightly reduced, and Shen’s thoughts swept two attacking jade slips. After a little silence, it was a little bit of a bend, so that the two jade were streamlined and swallowed by him. .

Zhao Mengde, who presided over Dabi, cleaned up the corpses on the battlefield and made it possible to repair the battlefield before he re-takes out the roster and announces that

"Luo Jiashou's tomb, Ning Fan, defeated Chen's five grave-keepers and won five wins. He won five more games and can enter the second round."

"Thousands of mountains guard the grave, derailed!"

With Zhao Meng's order, the west side of the high platform, immediately there are two 遁 飞 fly to the periphery of the fighting field.

Qianshan Zong is a seven-level sect, only two places for grave guards.

The two tomb guards are the late Ghost Xuan, one is the ghost Xuanfeng Peak.

The two stood on the outside of the fighting field, but they did not dare to play. They looked at Ning Fan with a gaze in awe. After the long sigh, they also had a fist to Zhao Meng.

"Qianshan Zong Heming (Hello), knowing that he is not an opponent of Ning Daoyou, willing to admit defeat!"

After all, the two men flickered and flew back to their seats.

"Peace to lose... Luo Jianing Fan, seven wins! Dao Fa Zong guards the tomb, derailed!" Zhao Meng was frowning.

Dao Fa Zong is still a seven-level sect, and there are only two cemeteries in the sect.

The two cemetery guards are only Xuanzang Peak, swallowing water, and even did not fly to the fighting field, directly admit defeat on the sidelines.

Without any suspense, Ning Fan achieved the ninth victory.

As long as he wins another victory, Ning Fan will be admitted to the second round.

"It seems that this magical monk will definitely enter the second round. He has broken the Chenjia ancient **** giant shadow, although there is a suspicion of ingenuity, but he killed Chen Xiao's palm, but it is real strength. Only With this hand, he will have the strength of the middle of the war, and then win a victory, it is not difficult!"

A lot of old geeks have just made a statement, and the next moment will change slightly.

After all, these old monsters did not expect that the next battle will be the shadow of the shadow.

"The shadow of the sacred stalker, derailed!"

Zhao Meng's voice just fell, on the four sides of the high platform, immediately there are many old strange spirits.

On the south side of the high platform, there are six black shadows flying out immediately, and they are on the periphery of the fighting field.

The shadow of the sect is only the eight-level sect. There are only four places in the book. But on the eve of the tomb, the lord of the shadow broke through the hustle and bustle of the peak, and entered the world of broken thoughts. door.

Six people who are bound to the shadows, the atmosphere is not weak. The four are Ghost Xuanfeng Peak, and the remaining two are all Duzhen, but they are the famous Qin family and two males in the Dongpu Star Field.

Qin Qin, the younger brother of Du Zhen, was once trained with Ning Fan once in Tianmu. The body was destroyed in the hands of Jun Changdong. After the rebuilding, the repair was reduced.

His brother Qin Lan is the fourth-ranked master in the previous tomb. It is already a mid-term repair. He won the title of "The Shadow of the Immortal".

Qin Hong and other five people who were attached to the tomb of the shadows were unmoved and no one was present.

Only the Qin dynasty, his body shape shook. It fell in the middle of the fighting field. The gaze of war is burning. Look at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's tenth tomb battle, the opponent is Qin Zhen in the middle of the cross!

The old geeks who have decided to win the game will be uncertain for a moment.

Zhang Xiao Chen. Qin Lan can also do it. Ning Fan and Qin Lan’s battle will not easily lead to victory or defeat.

"It's him..."

Ning Fan’s eyes swept away Qin Hong, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

On the same day, in Tianmu Xingshangge, Qin Hong tried to borrow Ning Fan’s body and was shocked by Ning Fan.

His eyes were slightly more than a slap in the court, and Ning Fan’s eyes were a little dignified.

This Qin dynasty looks very similar to Qin Hong. It is also as thin as a zombie. It is also white and bloodless, and it also has a black robe.

He is uniquely different from Qin Hong. He has a tear in his left eye and his eyes are more feminine and demon.

This person is a mid-term monk of the ferry. This level of monk is not a **** of the heavens.

And this person always has a chilly entanglement, that chilly, actually gave Ning Fan a little sense of crisis.

"This seat listened to Qin Hong mentioning you, and today I saw it with my own eyes, only to know that Qin Hong did not lie, you really have the strength of the East side of the Jun... but you are not your opponent!"

Qin Xiaozui smiled, revealing Senbai's teeth, and his eyes were quite proud.

Ning Fan’s eyes were slightly stunned and faintly replied, “Is it an opponent, I know it after the war!”

"Oh, this seat will let you lose the conviction of oral. Bound, chaos!"

Qin Hao looked sharply, lifted his foot and stepped on the earth, and the entire land of the fighting field immediately groaned.

In the next moment, Ning Fan's feet flew out of the tens of thousands of dark chains, blocking all the retreats of Ning Fan, and smashing toward the center of Ning Fan.

Those chains are all made by the shadows, not afraid of the five elements of magic, not afraid of attack.

Ning Fan waved his hand, and he remembered that the sword was already in his hand, raising his hand and a sword, and immediately there were 108,000 swords and swords on the four sides.

Jianguang squatted on the chain, but it was directly penetrated, and could not stop the movement of the shadow lock.

In the next moment, several shadow locks came and immediately bundled Ning Fan into a blind man.

The remaining shadow locks are like silky knots, which are directly coiled into a huge shadow, and Ning Fan is tied.

"You, defeated!"

When Qin Qin’s mouth was hooked and the four sides were on the high platform, there was a lot of sighs.

"Qianqiu Monarch has been trapped and has lost the battle..."

The shadowing of the shadows, once bound to a monk, will immediately form a seal, sealing all the mana flow of the monk.

This technique is invisible and can only restrain mana. If it is a powerful monk, it cannot be restrained.

"Unless this Ning Fan body is strong enough, otherwise..." Qin Hao said nothing, suddenly his eyes trembled.

However, within the shadow of the film, suddenly there was a wave of arrogance in the stock market.

The next moment, a devastating explosion of volatility, immediately burst into madness in the shadows, tens of thousands of shadows locked into a giant python, was broken into countless afterimages at this moment.

Among the shadows of the sky, Ning Fan stepped out step by step, and there were countless magic symbols on the whole body.

On his body, there is an earth-shattering ancient demon.

Qin Hao changed his face, once again stepping on the earth, the ground once again flew tens of thousands of shadow locks.

Ning Fan was suddenly stunned, and the konjac sounded numerous storms. It immediately spread to all sides and directly shattered all the shadow locks.

On all sides, there were a lot of old monsters exclaiming.

"It is actually a demon! In the pseudo-ancient monk, you can cultivate the flesh to the heavenly realm, but not much."

"Devil! This is both a demon, you can't be treated as a ghost... Tian Mo and Du Zhen, the same level!"

When Qin Hao’s eyes were shocked, he did not expect that Ning Fan’s body would be strong enough to this step.

When I look at Ning Fan, my eyes are more dignified, and I suddenly raise my hand and point to Tian Yi. "The magic gun of the shadow, now!"

Countless black awns form a vortex above the sky. In the whirlpool, a ghostly stunned hundred-footed magic gun suddenly flew out. Once it appeared, it immediately slammed into Ningfan.

This gun is a Qin dynasty soldier!

Ning Fan's body shape slightly retreat, avoiding the gunmans raid, let the magic gun stab above the earth.

A major and serious collapse immediately, collapsed, and it is a black shadow fire that burns a strange.

"Photos!"

When the Qin dynasty changed, the magic gun immediately scored two points, two points four, four guns. Immediately stabbed Ning Fan from all sides.

"It’s not a weak soldier..."

Ning Fan eyes condensed. Raised the 斩 道 道 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

With the movement of his sword. Immediately above the blade, four purple swords were spurred. They collided with the four guns in one place.

The Taoist soldiers are power. Directly linked to the monk repair.

On the single mana, Ning Fan is weaker than the Qin dynasty, and he remembers the ordinary swordsman of the sword. It should be slightly inferior to the guns.

But these four purple swordsman are the exception!

At the moment of the gun and the bang, the four gunshots were immediately smashed by the swordsman, and the Qin dynasty’s Tao soldiers were directly broken by the front of Ning Fan!

The four purple swords were unrelenting, and then they came to Qin.

Qin Lan was unbelievable to look at the four purple swords, and his body shape disappeared and disappeared.

The four purple swordsmans also followed the Qin dynasty, and the next moment, somewhere above the sky, there was nowhere, and suddenly the space collapsed and the sword light burst.

The figure of Qin Biao fell from that space, and the four swords on his body were shocking.

In the middle of the cross, the Qin dynasty was broken by Ning Fan, and was injured by Ning Fan and a sword!

"Tiandao Ziqi! It's not wrong! The four purple swords are raised in the purple temperature of heaven!"

"If the old man did not misread, this Qianjun Monarch actually took four purple temperature to raise the Taoist soldiers!"

The four sides of the high platform exclaimed, it was the empty, broken old blame, but also showed a fiery look, looking at the soldiers in the hands of Ning Fan.

With four purple temperatures to raise the Taoist soldiers, this kind of big hand, so that the numerous strangers present were horrified.

On the Ghost Warrior seat, the ghost ancestor had a painful sorrow, and Ning Fan warmed the Taoist sect of the heavenly purple, but took it from his hands...

However, when I think about the background of Ning Fan, the ghost ancestor's ancestors are relieved, and it is worthwhile to have a secret gangster.

From the moment, the little hand trembled, almost holding the eight treasure cake in the hands.

She knows, a glimpse of the purple gas, worth 300 billion crystal, and often has no price.

Four purple, it is, it is... Ah, she can’t figure it out, a lot of money!

It was Ning Fan, and when he saw his own sword, he was injured in the middle of the cross, and immediately satisfied with a smile.

Do not hesitate to rush to the tomb than before, deliberately consume the Tiandao purple temperature to raise the soldiers.

"The devil's body, the purple air soldier..."

Qin Lan set foot in the sky, staring at the sorrowful sword in the hands of Ning Fan.

From this squad, he felt a sense of crisis.

During the wave, the magic gun reappeared, and Qin Hao put up the magic gun, his eyes condensed, and suddenly prompted a certain secret technique of the shadow sect.

Immediately on the magic gun, there were countless different shadows, which made the Daoweiwei slightly increase by half.

At the moment when the pattern was attached to the magic gun, Qin Hao rushed down, and the magic gun swept across, fighting with Ning Fan.

The guns and swords confronted each other. This time, the magic gun has no weak sorrow and recalls that the sword is too much, but it is still weak.

After ten rounds of confrontation, there were countless cracks on the magic gun, and it was once again collapsed.

This time, the magic gun collapsed, and there were many four swords in the chest of Qin. From the current situation, his winning face is not big, almost being pressed by Ning Fan.

"I still want to leave the card to the end, and compete with Jun Changdong. Now it seems that I have to use it here."

A chilly breath suddenly came from the fingers of Qin Yu.

Ning Fan’s gaze suddenly turned out to be a chill, giving him a sense of crisis.

As the Qin dynasty changed, eight corners at the edge of the battlefield, the earth suddenly split, and eight giant shadows were raised from it.

"Open the door, rest the door, give birth to the door...Open!"

As the Qin dynasty changed, eight giant doors suddenly opened in the eight gates, and three shadows of ten feet were taken out.

Every shadow demon has actually been repaired in the early days.

"Duomen, Jingmen...Open!"

There are two other giant gates, this time two out of the shadows. It’s actually a mid-term repair!

"It was actually the technique of the Eight Shadows that had been lost for a long time. It was actually successfully cultivated by this Qin dynasty!"

"Unfortunately, he can only open five doors. If he can open the last three murders, he will be able to summon the shadows of the late reals!"

There were four sides of the discussion, but the two on the battlefield did not listen.

Qin Haoqiang opened five doors, it is the limit, and there is still room for distraction.

As he raised his hand, the five shadows immediately attacked Ning Fan.

And he himself raised the magic gun and joined the team that besieged Ning Fan.

In the early days of the three ferries, the three were in the middle of the ferry. With such a lineup besieged Ning Fan. Unless the strength of Ning Fan is comparable to that of the late stage of the transition, in general, it is impossible to lose.

"This son is going to be defeated... Although his former palm print is strong, but with that paw print, it is obviously not enough to cope with the six sieges. After all, these six are in the middle. But there are three middle-aged... unless he Exhibit the bombing technique, otherwise, it is difficult to win! Unfortunately, the tomb is not allowed to use such magical powers, and can only rely on its own strength to fight a battle. If it is impossible to display the magicalism, he will be defeated."

Next to the little demon woman, Lu’s elders shook their heads slightly, and it seems that Ning Fan would be defeated.

The little demon girl is smiling and not convinced. "He hasn’t done his best. Why did Lu’s elders decide that he will lose?”

"I didn't have the full strength? Oh, the lady said, laughing. Isn't that all the power of the palm prints? Is this the devil's body, the purple air soldier, isn't it all?"

"Not counting! He is not the kind of person who used his cards at the beginning. In this battle, he will not lose, his eyes are still very calm." The little demon woman decided.

"Oh, Miss may wish to make a gamble with the old man? If this son can really defeat the Qin dynasty, the old man is willing to leave the 10th, give the young lady ten days of freedom. If this defeat, the young lady must be willing to go to the ancestral hall with the old man, once again swallow the void If you practice to the limit of toxic, you can’t drag it..."

"I want to let me take the empty fruit..." The little demon woman smiled bitterly.

"This is your life, you can't resist it. Void fruit can make you move forward and make your sacrifice more pure. Even if you don't play this gamble with the old man today, within ten years, you also Must take the empty fruit again..."

"You don't have to say more, this bet, I play! I believe him, he won't lose. It's great to earn ten days of freedom."

After all, the little demon woman no longer speaks, just looking at the battlefield with a smile, she believes that Ning Fan will win, only look at Ning Fan's eyes, she knows that Ning Fan has a few points.

Unconsciously, her understanding of Ning Fan seems to have been deep into the bones.

Elder Lu did not believe that Ning Fan would win. It should be said that this situation, few people would think that Ning Fan still has a chance of winning.

At the moment, Ning Fan has already spurred the first change of the God of War. It strengthens the body of the demon and uses it in the same way. In the siege of the six people, it can only be self-protected.

After all, he was not in the late stage of the transition, and he did not have the skill of an enemy.

Once again, Qin Yu’s long gun shook back, and Ning Fan finally sighed.

He has to admit that with his current realm, he can't beat Qin Hao without the card.

In his eyes, he suddenly showed an indifferent look, and between the heavens and the earth, suddenly the cold autumn wind was blowing.

Ning Fan took a step back and stabilized his figure. He finally lifted his finger and pointed to Qin.

At the moment when this pointing point fell, the wonders of Wanye Xiaoxiao suddenly appeared on the sky.

A lonely, desolation of the rhyme, even in an instant, sweeping around the entire battlefield!

The autumn wind is the one that Ning Fan has read.

Autumn leaves are the magic of Ning Fan.

Road up, magic scattered.

The wind rises, the leaves go out!

Between heaven and earth, it seems like losing all the sounds in a flash, only the wind.

The power of a thought, even if it came out, Xiao Xiao Wan Ye in the sky, at this moment, it is constantly becoming gray!

"The west wind is like a road, and it is like a leaf. I see it, like a leaf... the wind rises, the leaves go out!"

Ning Fan’s voice suddenly caught in the autumn wind and spread throughout the world.

The autumn wind merges with the Taoist thoughts, and the ashes of Wanye Xiaoxiao are rolled up, suddenly becoming chilled, becoming desolate, and becoming fierce.

Only for a moment, the autumn wind blew through the entire battlefield, the invisible power of the Taoist thoughts, and the shock of the Qin dynasty and the shadows of the shadows immediately shook the six life students back.

The autumn wind came, and the feeling of dying was immediately born in the heart of Qin Yu, which made him feel terrified.

He gave birth to an illusion out of thin air. In the eyes of Ning Fan, he seemed to be like a falling leaf, and it was turned into dust and turned into ashes!

"No... unstoppable!"

Without any hesitation, Qin Lan directly broke into the shadows, turned into a black shadow, and ran out of the battlefield.

Ning Fan only slightly glanced at Qin Lan, and did not kill him.

With the movement of Ning Fan Road, the five shadows on the field immediately began to become gray.

The first to become gray is the three shadows of the early stage of the real, only supporting the half interest in the autumn wind, they will fall directly!

The two statues of the Mid-Autumn Shadow Magic supported the three interest in the autumn wind before they became ashes.

The technique of a Westerly wind directly killed five people, including two middle ages!

Pushing the art of the West Wind to such power, Ning Fan's mana, almost instantly consumes 90%!

The thick suffocating smog from him, swept across the four sides of the platform!

Numerous old monsters suddenly stood up and looked at Ning Fan, who is based in the center of the fighting field, and they felt incredulous!

It was the old blame, and they were all surprised and looked at Ning Fan unbelievably.

Chen Xuan’s eyes are round and round, staring at the battlefield, and can’t believe what’s going on.

He breathed quickly, and after a long time, he just gritted his teeth and said a word.

"It's actually a Taoist experience! How can this be!"

The Taoism of the Taoism is not only the singularity of the blame! Why can this show!

(1/2) (To be continued.)