Reverend Insanity

Fang Yuan is deaf and double-minded.

He draws natural naive elements from the stones and observes the knacks.

The original falling surface of the real yuan in the vacuum has begun to rise slowly as the natural yuan continues to inject.

This recovery rate is somewhat slow, but the source is not in a hurry.

Practice is cumulative, it is not urgent.

Instead of being really anxious, it's a middle-aged male domestic slave outside the house.

About half an hour later, the Bronze Real Yuanhai reached its limit of four quarters.

But that's not all.

At this time, the True Yuan Hai presents a kind of emerald green, which is just an initial bronze true yuan.

The true elements of Fangyuan's previous warmth tip are not primary real elements. Instead, it is an intermediate-order real dollar refined by alcohol bugs.

“Alcohol bugs.” As Fangyuan moved his mind, the liquor bugs in the Yuan Hai flew up, hovering in the middle of the sky and shrunk into a white round of soup.

Brush.

Ten percent of the junior real yuan moves out and into the liquor worm, and it quickly absorbs the trickle.

Then, an aromatic misty nose blends out from the watch of the bug into a bunch.

Once again, the source mobilizes 10% of its true value and puts it into the fog.

After the fog was completely consumed, the original tens of percent of the elementary true elements suddenly shrunk by half, while the color shifted from emerald green to pale green.

This is the middle order real dollar now.

“Regular trainees, to be promoted to training, use the first step of true yuan. And I went with middle order real dollars, at least twice as efficient as they are. At the same time, the moonlight trick is triggered by intermediate real elements, and the emission of the moon blade is also stronger than that triggered by primary real elements. ”

Until Yuan Hai was purified and refined into a middle order true yuan, Yuan Yuan opened his eyes.

It is already dawn time to practise without age.

The sky is no longer pure black, but a deep black and blue color.

The moon has disappeared, leaving only a few asteroids.

The door was opened almost overnight and the corners underneath the wooden door were soaked, revealing a kind of black with water damage.

This is not good for a classroom dormitory, which is not as comfortable as a regular bamboo tower and sits directly on the ground, hence the heavy wetness.

Going back to God, Fong Yuan also felt a cool wrap around his body. The dish has been sitting for a long time and both legs seem a little numb.

He loosened his closed right hand and immediately sprinkled a piece of gray stone powder.

This is the residual powder that remains after the natural naive elements in the stone have been completely absorbed.

“Overnight practice, I consumed three stones.” The square heart is dark calculating.

He himself has only C qualifications, but in pursuit of practicing speed, he has been replenishing the true elements with stones. And then, more importantly, he uses alcohol bugs to refine the Middle Genre.

This greatly increases the consumption of metastones.

“Yesterday I robbed another one, but I consumed up to three stones a night. In this way, it looks like a lot of stones, but also can't stand long practice losses… but the pursuit of speed and efficiency of practice naturally comes at a price. ”

Fangyuan, look out the door.

I saw the robust servant called Tall Bowl, and he was squatting on the corner of the wall, shrunk into a bunch, and seemed to be asleep.

“Looks like the second-round sorceress has already left. Leave this tall bowl and guard me here. Oh." The corner of Square's mouth revealed a slight smile, and he stepped out of bed and began to move his fists and feet quietly.

As his body warmed up, he stepped out of the dorm.

“Boy, you finally got over it. Why don't you just grab her and come with me and kowtow to my sister?” The high bowl moved in both ears, caught the footsteps of Square Source and stood up.

His body was thick and his head was almost twice square.

Her muscles burst under her eyebrows, and her fine eyes flashed a brutal and vicious light, as if she were a starving hyena.

There was no expression on his face, and he continued to walk towards him.

“Come out early, son. Do you know how much I've suffered to keep you safe?” He smiled hey, walking towards the source, and looked disgusted.

At this point, Fangyuan suddenly sipped a sip and jumped hard, lifting his fists to the high bowl.

“Son of a bitch, I don't know!!” The tall bowl twisted his face, and he was now angry with his stomach, lifting his bowl-sized fist and smashing it in the direction of the source.

This fist is powerful enough to break through the air and bring out the roaring wind.

Fang Yuan's eyes were as clear as water. He looked at the fist and waved to the side of the tall bowl.

Stick your fingers out and poke your hips in the high bowl.

The high bowl is blocked back to the arm, the square source is not poked, and the left forearm of the high bowl is struck.

Fangyuantong's fingers seemed to poke an iron plate, painful and numb.

“This tall bowl is already at the peak of mortal martial arts. I can only fight with Moonlight now, no other trickster aids, monolithic boxing is not his opponent!” Fang Yuan glanced and immediately wisely renounced the attack, retreating a few steps and widening the distance.

In Ancient Moon Village, only Ancient Moon people are qualified to practise magicians.

The rest of the foreigners, whether qualified or not, are not eligible to participate in the Open Dictionary.

But these mortals can practise boxing and foot kung fu.

Like the tall bowl in front of him, he is not a magician, but he must have practiced his fists and feet, his basic skills are quite solid, and he is also a middle-aged man, the most powerful time of his life.

Except for the moonlight trick, Fangyuan can be used as a battle. He is only a 15-year-old teenager. Neither strength, agility, nor endurance are opponents of the high bowl.

A samurai like Gao Bowl is enough to kill a first-degree magician. Even middle-class magicians can pose a certain threat.

“This kid, he's so mean!” Seeing the square source and pulling itself apart, the palpitations linger in the heart of the high bowl.

The waist is a critical part of a person and is stabbed hard and not shallow. If you push too hard, you can even kill people.

The tall bowl stayed outside the yard for most of the night and the body was wrapped in cold moisture, which reacted somewhat slowly. Just after a blow, he almost got his hands on it. Fortunately, although he was usually shooting horses, he also practiced hard, and his physical instincts outweighed his brain's reactions at a critical time, stopping the attack by surprise.

“No more carelessness. The boy was a wolf, and his hands were harsh and shady, and he accidentally had to go. No wonder the young master was knocked unconscious twice.” The tall bowl wiped a cold sweat on his head, sweeping away his previous contempt, and the other source took it seriously.

“Grab this kid and I'll do my best. The young lady will surely be rewarded! The first blade of the moon can only be counted as a knife at most, as long as it is not hit in the critical area, it is only a light wound of ruptured skin bleeding. ”

Think of it here, the bowl is hot. Reach out with your hands like pliers and grab them.

Boom, boom, boom.

Fangyuan, fearless, greeted the bowl and fought close to it. One time the fists and feet hit each other, the attack defense shifts, and there is a constant muffled sound.

When robbing the participants, he used only his palms and dominated the control field. Fight the bowl now, he won't let go.

Sometimes he punches his eyes with his fingers, pokes his throat, sometimes hits his chin with the roots of his palms, chops his back brain with the edges, sometimes hits his crotch with his knees, and sometimes pokes his waist with his elbows.

The bowl was cold and sweaty.

Fang Yuan can't get away from the high bowl, the means are harsh and spicy, it is like putting the high bowl to death.

Tall bowls are just human beings, unlike magicians. Although they practice their fists and feet hard, the harm is still the harm. It is impossible for mortals to connect their eyelids to steel, and that is the limit of human martial arts.

Instead, the tall bowl doesn't dare the other source to kill him.

Fangyuan is an ancient Moon people. If you want to kill Fangyuan, Gao Bowl will commit all kinds of anger. He will definitely be mutilated by the five horses, and then the Apocalypse will be the first to clean up the portal.

So his idea is to capture the source alive, and it's best to give him some pain in the process of capture alive.

One side has a concern, one side saves the machine, the scene is actually a square source pressing a tall bowl to fight!