Reverend Insanity

Fang stood in the distance and didn't even dare to breathe.

The battle has reached its most critical moment, and whoever wins or loses will see the outcome of this fight.

“Master Aoshi, come on!” Fang was trembling with nervousness. He knew that he would only add chaos in the past and could only exhale loudly for the ancient moon and youth books.

As if to hear the sound of Fangzheng, the ice blade storm is getting smaller and smaller, and the hard fabric is suppressed by the blue book.

“Damn, I can also encounter a lack of real yuan...” White ice bites my teeth, slower and slower, but his recovery of real yuan has been unable to keep up with consumption, gradually nothing can be done.

The true recovery speed of the Northern Pluto Ice Body is fast, but the three transformations are still slightly worse than Kimei's direct use of natural energy. But if the white condensed ice is practiced all the way around, the speed of response will be far above the wooden magic.

It's just that life and death have never been fought, if anything.

Win or lose, the outcome must be accepted.

Eventually, the ice-blade storm stopped, but the ancient moon book also paid a heavy price.

His hands were the size of a carriage, and there were only two fingers on his left hand and three on his right, with both palms cut off by the ice blade for the most part.

But as his hands gradually converged towards the middle, the new trunk grew rapidly from his palms and interwoven with each other.

Two palms form a wooden cage that traps white ice.

“Shit!” White condensed ice bites his teeth, the real yuan in his body has dried up, can only be left to the Qingshu.

“Won!!” Seeing this scene from afar, Fang was screaming.

“Am I dying...” White ice shouted in his heart, watching his palms getting closer and closer. As long as the palms are perfectly realistic, he will be squeezed into a meatloaf.

But the palm of the hand is slower and slower, stopping halfway.

Baihui froze and realized that there was a problem with Ancient Moon Qing's body. He was overjoyed.

“Damn, just one last time...” At this moment, Ancient Moon's heart was filled with helplessness. His hands were unconscious and completely turned into trees.

At the same time, he gradually did not feel his guts and heart. The power of the wooden magic eroded his whole body, and he was about to die.

“No, it can't end like this! I can still use the Blue Vine trick!” Ancient Moon Blue Book held up the spirit and mobilized the Blue Vine Mantra.

A large blue vine, from the cracks of the cage, attacked the past with white ice.

White ice had been dodging, but he had gone through several battles and had consumed too much energy. Combined with the limited space in the cage, it was difficult to move, and eventually got stuck on the right foot by a vine and tripped to the ground.

“It's over.” Green Book sighed with joy and hastily prompted a dozen green vines to follow.

At the time of life and death, the true element finally returned to the lowest available level in the empty know-how of white ice.

He did not hesitate to drain these true elements and pour them into the ice blade trick to form a new ice blade.

The ice blade is sharp and the blue vine wrapped around his right foot is cut off. The white-coated ice wolf rolled away, avoiding more than a dozen green vines.

Green vines hit the ground and instantly pierced the thick ground. Splashes of dirt, the green vines strike again.

White condensed ice gasps heavily and is hard to resist with an ice blade.

Blue vines came from all sides, and life and death were in the gap. If there is a slight mistake in White Condensate Ice, it will be captured by Aotearoa.

But he was a genius, and under the stimulus of death, he squeezed out all his potential, and the resistance to dodging became simple and crisp.

Though he was occasionally tripped by blue vines and perilously surrounded, he eventually saved his life.

One root of the green vine was cut off by an ice blade, and the number of green vines is decreasing.

It's not that the ancient moon blue book doesn't want to motivate Qingfu tricks to grow more Qingfu. It is the natural energy in the surrounding air that he has almost absorbed.

Even more peripherally, the energy in the air is diffusing here, but the meagre amount of energy ultimately does not meet the needs of the green vines.

There is also worse news that the power of the Magic of Wood has completely eroded the body of the ancient Moon Book and begins to erode his consciousness.

The consciousness of ancient moonlight books began to appear in trance and intermittent interruptions.

The breath of death has been sprayed on his face.

“Is it over? No…" He was reluctant, energized and made a final effort to capture the white ice.

He can no longer see, the power of the wooden magic has long eroded his eyes, he can no longer hear, and his ears are false.

He only has a little touch left.

Relying on the white ice strike back, he judged the position of the latter and proceeded with the attack.

His efforts were rewarded, and the white ice was finally captured. A vine wrapped around his neck, lifted his entire body, and gradually contracted harder.

It is not helpful to breathe even with a large mouth when freezing white ice. At the same time as Blue Book, he is also walking into death.

……

The source gasped, and a fierce battle was over.

Five dead bodies lying on the ground, all white magicians.

With five hundred years of combat experience, the advantages of sneak attacks, moon maneuvers and double pig power have produced astonishing results.

Although he said to Qingshu that he was going back to the village, this was just an excuse.

After leaving a distance, he hid himself with a hidden scale, bypassing the battlefield of the mountain lane, and went to places where the barbarian stones and bears died.

He retrieved the worms from the bodies of five people, including the barbarite, and when he stayed where the bears had lost their power, the bodies had been found missing. Not to mention their maggots.

“Looks like Bear Forest took their bodies. Unfortunately, I was hoping to get the brunette's instinct.” Sighs in the soul.

Leaving Bear Forest with a life is not what he wanted.

But by then, he had killed Kung Jiang, and Kung Lin had become more alert, and it would have taken a long time to kill him.

At that time, the white condensed ice was on your side. If Fangyuan and Bear Forest are inside, White Condensed Ice will be proud.

“But brown bears don't necessarily have their own instincts. He has developed the power of a bear, and may have been handed over to the family a long time ago. ”

Fang Yuan meets with a great view of the battlefield of the mountain path.

The fierce battle between Qingshu and others and the white ice condensation, the natural movement is huge, and the surrounding wolves and magicians cannot be hidden.

Although Fang Yuan did not like the Green Book side, he also witnessed the power of Wooden Magic in his previous life. A tiger fight against the white ice must be indispensable.

Of course he was reluctant to give up opportunities that might arise, so he chose to wait around.

From time to time, the magicians are attracted to the sounds of fierce war, and Fangyuan attracts the wolves and holds them back.

If you can't hold it in time, Fang Yuan will do it himself.

“The battle on the hillside battlefield has almost ceased, and it appears that victory and defeat are about to be divided.” His right ear ginseng is protruded and rooted on the side of the mountain wall so that the source can hear some of the fineness in the battlefield of the mountain path.

To be honest, the performance of the ancient moon and youth books is a superb performance. And after the white ice broke his right arm, it affected his power even more than the source imagined.

But the color of the square surface changes.

He heard a lot of footsteps and was heading in two directions towards the battlefield of the mountain path.

One of the directions, originated in Ancient Moon Village. The magician in the other direction is obviously from Baijiazhai.

There are at least twenty magicians in every direction. It's not something that a luxury pack of wolves can stop, nor can Square pull two packs of wolves together to hold this pack.

“It seems that the news of this battle has not been detected by anyone. These are two deliberately dispatched reinforcements, and I have to hurry into the mountain path. ”

The square source is the closest, the first to enter the mountain path.

The scene in the battlefield, it wasn't unexpected to him.

From the cage crevice, he saw the white condensed ice hanging from the vine, dying and still breathing.

“Ice muscle defenses support the life of white ice. Well, unfortunately, you met me.” A killing machine appeared in Fangyuan's heart, and he stepped on his feet and ran towards the white ice.

Brush brush.

Suddenly a pine needle, like a shower of rain, swept in the direction of the source.

It is actually a pine needle trick from Ancient Moon Qing Book, and it launches an attack on the other source.

“What's going on?” Fangyuan backed away from the pine needle storm. He glanced at the giant tree genie that had been melted by the white ice, and his mind became clear, "It seems that the consciousness of the ancient moon book has been blurred to the point where the enemy friends do not know. Attempting to capture the white ice by relying solely on the obsession of the heart. Anyone who breaks into this battlefield will be regarded by him as an intruder. ”

At this point, the figure of a white magician appeared at the end of the hill.

Seeing such a fierce battlefield, their faces were shocked.

“Boy, you better not move!” A three-pronged magician shouted to each other, and the tone was full of warning threats.

“This white condensed ice is really fatal.” When Fangyuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh and knew he couldn't make up for this last knife.

First of all, the consciousness of the Blue Book has become blurred, and a blue vine is simply not enough to kill the white condensed ice with the Ice Skin Defense.

The source is close to the white condensation ice. It is necessary to break the blockade of Qingbook. In this way, he was intangibly distracted from most of his attention, which might have helped him escape from strangulation.

Even if it is forced to break through, then these three- and two-spin elite magicians of the Bai family will never eat dry meals and will stop them.

Besides, dealing with white ice is extremely dangerous.

True elements have been restored in the White Condensed Ice Tip, at least Bluebird Ice Coffin tricks are available.

Even if Fong Yuan finally kills White Ice, then these white magicians are elite and will never let Fong Yuan go. We will surely kill him and then hurry.

The source sighed darkly: "The distance is too long and the white ice is at least twenty steps away. And my moonman's attack range, only ten steps. And... it doesn't make sense to mix your own life with a dying white ice in the district and seriously disrupt your livelihood. ”

Thinking about it, Fang Yuan can't help but take a few steps back.

This seemingly cowardly move relieved all the white magicians who arrived.