Reverend Insanity

There was silence in the hall, and the elders and chiefs lowered their heads, like a boulder pressed against their hearts.

After the death of the magician, the leftover worm remains the will of man. It can't be a wild trickster, but it also loses the ability to directly apply the energy of nature.

These insects, which can be regarded as the life of a magician, continue in another way.

Everyone is disturbed.

A generation of sheikhs has passed away for nearly a thousand years. Is the means he has left still valid? This is an unknown number.

After all, two hundred years have passed since the last disaster.

“Why did you pull back?” On the hillside, Fangyuan looked at this scene in his eyes and wondered.

In his previous life in the village, he was too low to touch the family's secret sin.

But he quickly shook up and found a bunch of flying bugs, descending from the sky.

“It turns out that…” Square eyes squinted into a seam and appeared cold.

There are hundreds of them, hovering around each other, forming a vortex red cloud, hovering down and falling into the cottage square.

Buzz...

The noisy noise of the bugs entered the temple, and some families raised their heads vigorously, revealing their joy.

“Bless your ancestors!” A stone fell in the heart of the elder Ancient Moon, respectfully prayed, and only then did he rise.

“Go, go check it out.” The chief sighed and besides joy, there was pain and sorrow on his face, and his expression was complicated.

Leaving the hall, standing in the high-rise corridor, the crowd saw the square, as if a red cyclone had swept up and the worms were raging.

These insects, only as big as the tip of their fingers, look like flying mosquitoes, and they're all red.

They drill into the magicians sitting in the square, drawing their blood and true elements, and reproduce from one to the next between just a few breaths.

As a result, more and more insects continue to emerge, drilling through the magician's skin, flying out, and then drilling in.

The squares screamed and grunted, but none of the magicians escaped.

They had already been told about it before they came. For the sake of the family, they are willing to give their sacrifices in exchange for the survival of the family.

“These are my good boys!” Ancient Yuebo watched the scene upstairs, his voice was extremely low and his hand holding the window was shaking slightly.

The rest of the family are bitter and silent.

This is exactly the same as in the family record. This group of insects left behind by a generation of ancestors must be fed with the life of a magician before they can be satisfied and then the family can be helped to resist foreign enemies.

Sulu, these flying maneuvers are full of food and drink and rise again in a circle. They are even bigger, and in short kung fu, the number of insects has skyrocketed tens of times!

Leaving behind the white bones of the square, they formed a red hurricane that whistled to the wolves outside the village.

“It is a blood droplet…” Fang Yuan is far from the hillside, looking at this scene, his heart hid.

This blood droplet, which is a quintuple, is amazing to have in one.

It specializes in eating the magician's essential blood. After the meal is filled, it fissures and divides, from one to two, from two to four...

When hungry and temporarily unable to find food, they devour each other and reduce the size of their communities to sustain the consumption of their own life activities.

When the blood droplets are strong, flying insects lay heaven and earth, destroying villages, more horrible than many six-turn insects. Weak hours, one or two, lonely, not even a trick.

Especially if this blood droplet is promoted later, it is Herr's famous Six-Turn Magic Son. Ranked seventh out of the top ten magic tricks in the world.

Fang Yuan created Blood Wing Demons in his previous life. The first thing he wanted to refine was not the spring and autumn cicadas, but the blood godson. Unfortunately, the world is helpless. For various reasons, I had to retreat and ask for the second, to refine the spring and autumn cicadas.

There are tens of thousands of these blood droplets. Like hurricanes sweeping the battlefield, everywhere, the wolves moaning.

They sweep left and right and drill into the wolf, just a few breaths, and the wolf's blood is sucked away by the droplets of blood.

But animal blood, it doesn't differentiate blood droplets. It works only if the magician's blood contains the breath of true elements.

An electric wolf was sucked into a dry body and fell to the ground, losing its breath of life.

This blood droplet can only be restrained by the electric wolf and the electric wolf spraying current.

But they tend to just electrocute a small piece of flying insect, and then they're swarmed by the bloody droplets of dense numbness that follow, sucking them into dry bodies.

Ow!

The iron net was completely broken, the crown wolf regained its freedom and roared angrily.

Blood droplets feel, gather together, condense into a large red cloud of acres, firmly covering the crown wolf.

Thousands of blood droplets were instantly electrified into coke as the thundercrown wolf's tail swayed and the blue plasma splashed.

The crackling sounds, like firecrackers.

A wind blew in, wrapped in the smell of blood droplets being roasted.

Blood droplets are tricks, but nobody manipulates them, they're just a hard attack. Thunder Crown Wolf is home to a number of four-wheeled maniacs, some with a wide range of attacks, just grabbing this blood droplet.

The flying worms swept like red clouds, and the giant thunder-crowned wolf roared and fought like a hill, howling and moving.

Thunder Crown Wolf has a huge body and is now its weakest short plate, targeted by blood droplets the size of a fingertip.

The war was devastating, a large amount of blood droplets fell on the ground, the thunder crown of the wolf's squamous armor was broken, and some of the blood droplets burst into its body, sucking blood.

The Thunder Crown Wolf was helpless and had to electrocute these blood droplets by spraying plasma on himself.

As a result, the muscles on its surface are also gradually cooked, giving off an intense fleshy scent.

The impact of the wolf tide on the village has stopped.

Countless electric wolves, at the call of thundercrown wolves, strike at worms.

The magicians were alive and well, holding their breath and watching with nervousness this magnificent and fierce killing in front of them.

As if it were a cyclone of death, countless electric wolves just rushed in and collapsed.

However, the sacrifice of electric wolves to their successors ultimately leads to the consumption of worms.

Fewer and fewer blood droplets were formerly as thick as clouds, gradually becoming mist, and then just a flying dance, as if it were a cyclone.

The thundercrown wolf struggled and whimpered in his mouth, pulling his legs out and running.

Its whole body was absorbed for most of its blood, and now limbs are sour, escaping at less than a tenth of their original speed, and the flashing current on its body is sparse.

As the leader of the wolf herd, Thunder Crown Wolf walked away. The rest of the electric wolf suddenly broke free, clamped his tail, and ran away.

“Finally held on...” The magicians saw the scene and were stunned. Some of them collapsed to the ground on the spot and did not want to get up.

“I'm still alive!” Many magicians are complex, joyful and sad.

How many tribes have been sacrificed in the wolf tide!

Buzz...

A sparse group of blood droplets flew far into the sky and circled around Ancient Moon Village before disappearing into the clouds.

Source sees this scene, and his eyes flash with thoughtful light.

Once the Thunder Crown Wolf is defeated, Ancient Moon Village is considered safe. As a matter of fact, the wolves have been left with few dead and wounded, and they are no longer on the scale.

This time the wolf tide can be said to have survived.

Yet the pack of wolves took revenge, and this king of beasts, who will not die for a day, will surely return in the next wave of wolves. After a few years of rest, it will be more cunning and stronger.

Now it, at its weakest, kills it, collects the many tricks on it, and can make up for the loss of a few families.

“Medicine bell, Goyan, you two stay, deal with the residue. The rest of the family, follow me and hunt down Ray Crown Wolf!” Immediately after the Ancient Moon Bo hurried arrangements, he led the remaining seven elderly men who could still fight, left the village and followed the direction of the thundercrown wolf's escape.

Fangyuan's eyes glistened, and his mind weighed in: “Although the power of the family is empty, the scene is not messy. And the blood droplets are either strange or follow the elders to see what happens. ”

He hid himself and went down the hill.

Hidden scales and lightning wings cannot be used at the same time. The lightning wings are tricycles. Once activated, they form a pair of lightning wings, which cannot be covered by a two-turn hidden scales.

In the face of the old, invisible ability of the trickle, it is unreliable.

Square source can only follow the traces first, far away, do not dare to get too close.

When the Thunder Crown Wolf attacked, he was still in the Stone Sewn Cave and had not participated in the war. If it suddenly appeared now, it would probably provoke anger and reprimand among elders and chiefs, and many sources of things could not be explained clearly.

Thunder Crown Wolf is badly injured and not fast. After about half an hour of pursuit, Fangyuan heard fighting and cursing in the valley ahead.

He sneaked over, climbed a rock, and saw a group of magicians hunting each other down.

The Thunder Crown Wolf lay on the ground with many new wounds, bleeding and dying. His eyes were dim and he seemed to be dying.

“Old white hair, you have such a face, you dare to come and pick up the cheap! ”

“Oh, Ancient Moon Bo, you're wrong. We stopped this Thunder Crown Wolf. Get out of the way! ”

Ancient Yuebo and Bai clan parents shook each other up and made a fierce scene.

There are three thunder-crowned wolves in the wolf's nest, all king of beasts, each leading tens of thousands of wolves, not one another, no one can crush anyone.

Wolf pack action, always concerted. The three Thunder Crown Wolves also derive their wisdom to hunt for the three remaining “herds of beasts" in Qingmao Mountain.

In their eyes, humans are also beasts and prey.

Wolf tides, in their understanding, are a massive hunt that leans out of the nest.

In Qingmao Mountain, the ancient moon, bear and white families held each other for hundreds of years, and naturally each had a bottom card.

The bear family is the weakest and still struggles against the wolf tide. With the rise of the Bai family in recent years, their overall strength has surpassed that of the Ancient Moon clan. After killing the Thunder Crown Wolf and fighting off the wolf tide, the Bai clan chief led a group of elders to Ancient Moon Village to see if there was cheap to pick up.

Unexpectedly, I actually picked up a leak and blocked the Thunder Crown Wolf in this valley.

Thunder Crown Wolf has many parasites, some up to four turns. The blood, skull, wolf's eye and crown hair of the thunder crown wolf are also rare synthetic supplements. The Ancient Moon clan, of course, could not concede their hands, and in anger, a fierce war was waged.

“Oh, Fong Yuan, you really came. I've been waiting for you for so long! ”

On the mountain wall, suddenly there was a laugh.

Fang Yuan looked up and saw a teenager in white descending from the sky, an ice blade coming out of the air, looking at his face and cutting him off in cold blood.