Reverend Insanity

After a full hour and a half.

Fang Yuan hugged the rumor and safely landed on the ground.

The rumors grew soft and pale, stomped on the ground and gasped for a moment before gradually returning.

She killed at least a hundred shadow crows just now on the flight, and on several occasions felt like she was struggling on the line of life and death.

The course of the flight was fraught with danger, not only in the pursuit of several waves of shadow crowds, but also triggered attacks by ground rats.

In times of danger, not only the dense, numb shadow crows in the sky, but there are also countless bursts of ground shooting upwards.

The source is under such siege, wings flying, constantly turning, spinning, diving, pulling up. Look for possibilities in the unlikely, coming out of a tight rainy attack.

“How could I survive such a siege?” This was the first thought that came to mind when the rumors were treading on the ground.

When the joy of rebirth after robbery, incredible joy, fear of retrospect, etc. subsided, the rumor looked at the source in a complex way, the latter healing the wounds on his body.

Even if the teenage girl no longer sees it, after this role, she will recognize the power of Fangyuan in flight.

Not to mention the rumor that she is not an ordinary prairie girl, her father is the head of the family. In the past, the rumors were wet, the eyes were wide open, and there was much more to know than peers.

“This man in front of me, he's so skilled in flying, so powerful. Is it the soul of a flying eagle that he hides in his strong body? This kind of flying technique is perfectly comparable to the flying electric east sky breaking, daffodil song qingyin, green manta night! This is the best flying technique in Kitahara! Changshan Yin, Changshan Yin, what kind of person are you..."

Sources quickly take care of the injuries.

In a rain-like offense, even if he is superior in flying, he must inevitably win.

The key is still a four-wheel spiral, which is only equivalent to a three-spin spiral in the North Plains. At the same time, he hugged another person, gaining a lot of weight, which affected flexibility.

“But with the help of rumors, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages. If she hadn't killed the crowd with water arrows and dragons, and if she hadn't helped protect herself with nails, my true power alone would not have been enough.” Fang Yuan thought.

“Being a magician in Nanjiang, you will be suppressed when you reach the North Plains, but the longer you spend, the less you will be suppressed when you gradually integrate into the North Plains. ”

Man is the Spirit of all things, adaptable to and integrated into the environment.

Of course, when Fangyuan is completely integrated into the North Plains, repaired to complete recovery and returned to the South China River, he will be repressed again and will need to adapt and reconcile again.

“People can gradually become integrated into the environment, but insects cannot. Nanjiang's worms will always be weakened. These tricks on me consume the same true amount of energy as before, but they drastically reduce their utility. Nanjiang's trickery is not the same as Beiyuan's trickery. ”

But when she killed Gordon, there was only a small chance that her worm would fall into the hands of Fong Yuan.

It is only in this way that the best value of this three-way middle-class magician can be realized through the use of gossip.

“I would never have traveled so fast if it hadn't been for the gossip. I couldn't have gotten her a worm, even though it was good. I have to replace these Nanjiang maniacs, which, in addition to warfare considerations, are a huge disfigurement of my hidden identity. We still have to go to that battlefield. ”

Fang Yuan darkened his emotions and took out the pearl trick.

The pearl trick is sealed with a fixed fairy tour, as if it were a white amber.

In the face of the rumors, the source took out the dust trick without concealment.

The dust trick is like a silkworm, all covered in dark ash, and it feels like sand in your hand. The source poured into the true element, and the dust trick blew slightly, exploding into a tiny cloud of ash smoke.

Blurry grey soot, its own spirituality, falls all over the pearls.

Originally a bright white pearl trick, covered by this smoke, the light dimmed. The smell of fairy magic moves is weaker than ever.

That's the jewel dust.

Fang Yuan, 500 years ago, in the time of the Central China crusade, set off a five-domain war, some magicians infiltrated the other domain to fight, to hide identity, to conceal breath, to develop the means.

“What are you doing?” The rumor beside him asked curiously.

Fang Yuan did not answer her, but simply put the dark jewels in her arms and continued her journey.

The two are moving forward, the air poisoning fog is getting worse and the intense purple color has begun to affect sight.

The two had to stop more often and use the insects to remove the backlog of poison from their bodies.

Knock.

There was a crisp sound coming from underfoot, like stepping on some dead branch.

The rumors cast their gaze in confusion, then screamed, and the rabbit jumped back as quickly as possible.

“How come there's someone's skull here?” Her voice trembled.

“Because here, it was a battlefield.” Fangyuan walked in front of her, not turning back, but accelerating her pace.

“Battlefield? Wait for me, don't go so fast!” The rumors quickly follow in the footsteps of the source above.

The more she walked, the more frightened she was.

Originally a thick purple fog cloaked her gaze, she now looked closer and found that there were many white bones on the slightly rotten grass. There are people, there are wolves.

There were also deep pits or ditches on the ground, and it was clear that there had been a terrible war there.

“So many people have died, who has fought for life and death here? But the deep pit trenches that have been punched have been replete with poisonous grass. Combined with other traces, this battlefield has been around for at least two decades. ”

Rumors fell behind Fangyuan, watching him constantly searching, like looking for something, suddenly realized.

“It turns out that Changshan, the purpose of going deep into the corrupt grasslands, is this battlefield. What exactly is he looking for? Wait, there was a real war on the corrupt meadows 20 years ago. Dad used to talk to people, I was right next to him...”

A memory, rumored out of the depths of my mind.

At that time, the rumors were small, about four or five years old. Her father invited a dignitary to bring her with him.

In the Big Book, adults talk about drafting the original hero howdy.

“Speaking of which, there's a character at home this time! ”

“You mean Wolf King? ”

“Nice. This man is a homegrown slave magician. The wolves are on his hands, acting like wind, attacking like rain, temporarily shifting as they please, and he's really good at it. More importantly, he was decent and extremely filial to his old mother. This time his old mother was poisoned, and it had to be the snowwashing trick on the snow willow. He went into the corrupt meadow alone, despite the obstruction. ”

“Alas, that's exactly why the Wolf King died. ”

“Yeah, the whole thing was a conspiracy, a deliberate plot on the skull of the Wolf King's death. Ha Tu Wan tried to kill the Wolf King, but the Wolf King was not a good mess. He killed a bunch of horse bandits of Ha Tu Bone, except for a great harm for the prairie. ”

“It's just a pity that the Wolf King Changshanyin is a hero, and he died in the corrupt meadows. ”

……

“Changshan Yin? You are Wolf King Changshan Yin!” Thinking of this, the rumor opened its mouth in surprise and stared dead at Fangyuan.

“Oh, you know Changshan?” Fangyuan replied faintly, still searching for something.

But the rumor shook his head again: "No, no. If Changshan were alive, he would have been 40 or 50 years old. How could it be your age? Besides, you don't look or have an accent. You're not Changshan Yin! ”

“Oh, I'm not Changshanyin, then who am I? ”

“Yeah, who the hell are you? Why pretend to be a dead magician?” The rumors are full of questions.

All of a sudden, her eyes lit up: "Wait! Though soon after Changshan's death, his old mother was poisoned to death. But he's married and leaves blood behind. His son has grown up and is a brilliant man. Are you the son of Changshan Yin? ”

Fang Yuan smiled and was about to answer her. Suddenly a strange sound came from her ear.

This sound, it's like an old wheel rolling, crushing to the ground.

With this sound, in purple fog, roll out a giant white bone wheel.

It's two people tall, half wide, and all white bone. Wheel surface with sharp bone spurs. The center of the sponge is a giant skull. The skull burns a bloody red flame in its horrible eye hole.

“Careful, it's a five-spinner maneuver of the Ha Tu bone - a war bone wheel! ”

Fang Yuan just warned, the wheel accelerated sharply, the momentum was fierce, and he crushed over.

Golden Dragon Magic!

Fangyuan pushed his hands, Jin Long growled and hit the wheel hard.

The wheels trembled and then easily crushed the dragon and hit the source.

Fang Yuan hurriedly expanded his wings and flew to the sky.

But the wheels also pulled up and crashed into the sky.

Golden Witch!

Fang Yuan saw that he could not escape, so he had to choose hard resistance.

With a bang, he was hit so hard that he fell to the ground and fell all over the muddy grass.

Psst!

Three spiral arrows that hit the wheel in a row.

The white bone wheel landed on the ground and splashed a large tract of dirt, abandoning the square source, turning the direction and crushing it towards the rumor.

The rumors rushed to trigger the water trail, stood up for the armor, kept dodging, and kept returning fire.

Fang Yuan also rushed in to provide support.

It was a tough fight.

The other party is the five-spinner, the original owner's Ha Tu bone relies on the core of fame. When the sciatica dies, it becomes a wild maneuver, feeding on white bones on the battlefield.

Whitebone chariots are fierce in their offensive pounds, often crushing their opponents into meat sauce and mud.

The source was suppressed, the force plummeted, and it did not bring five moves, unable to confront the white bone wheels in the front.

His plan was to hide from the white bone wheels and search for the remains of Chang Shan Yin.

But now that the rumors were there, he changed his plans and chose to fight.

For more than two hours, relying on the control tactics set by Fangyuan, the two men severely bullied the white bone wheels intellectually deficient, wheezing in turn, gradually wearing away, finally beating the white bone wheels to the ground.

The battle must be set, Fangyuan immediately put his hands on the white bone wheel, will mix with True Yuan, sweep past together.

White bone wheels are a five-spin trick, so even the scent of the six-round spring and autumn cicada, Ding Xianyu, can't help Square to instantly refine it.

But at this moment, the wheels are full of cracks, and the scaffolding is almost broken. It is already miserable to see, and it is near extinction. Fangyuan has another hundred souls, full of spirit, will like iron, true yuan constantly infused, spent another incense time, finally subdue it.

Five moves!