Reverend Insanity

Faced with the persuasion of the surrounding people, Ma Zheng looked iron and blue and categorically refused: “No, my Ma family only had warriors who died in battle, no cowards who fled. I am one of the flags of the Ma family. If I escape, it is a terrible blow to the morale of the army! I can't go. We haven't lost yet. I still have the Heavenly Horses in my hands! ”

Saying, he thought of mobility, and a day of dancing up, like a rising cloud of white.

Magnificent horse of heaven, all skins snowy, bristles flying in the wind, white wings stretching out.

These horses are the pride of their families.

Seeing these horses, a sense of pride rose from the hearts of the horse family, and the alarm quickly calmed down.

“That's right, we still have Heavenly Horse... ah!?” Ma Yingjie's words, halfway through, turned into shocking shouts!

Only a meteor flew in, without any intention of dodging, and hit heavenly horses.

A Heavenly Horse that rivals the power of four revolutions bursts into a bloody flower.

The hordes roared with alarm and sadness, and the white was ravaged, with feathers falling with the corpse of a horse, helplessly drifting zero in the air.

Unstoppable!

Fang Yuan was quite unreasonable, crossed the Tianma herd, and came over Ma Zheng and others.

Ma Zheng was stunned, and the magicians around him looked up to the source, opened their mouths, and filled their hearts with extreme vibrations, helplessness and panic.

A ghostly figure, deeply imprinted in their hearts, never to be annihilated!

“No, I haven't lost!” Ma Zheng lost his temper and was about to start a killing move, but Ma Yingjie stopped him.

“Uncle, let me do it. Once the kill moves, your realm will fall. Ma Jia can't live without me, but not without you!” Ma Yingjie shouted, his eyes filled with resolute colors.

“Yingjie!” Ma Zhongxiong's body shocked, and he looked at the disciple in front of him, who was most appreciative and most comforting, and felt his will to die.

Ma Zheng certainly did not want to sacrifice his nephew for himself.

But as Ma Yingjie said, Ma Jia can't have Ma Yingjie, but he needs him to command the horse herd. Now that the hawks have collapsed, the rats can't count on it. If we lose the horses again, the horses will lose!

“Besides, I don't have to die yet. Uncle, let's go!” When Ma Yingjie had finished, he sinked his heart and moved the true elements wildly, pouring them onto several insects.

Kill - Dragon Horse Spirit!

This is from the Great Snow Mountains, and the magic trick Cedar Pine specially prepared for them.

Pfft...

Many of the horses around them hoisted their front hooves, making a fierce and maddening sigh.

From them, a large strand of sweat emerges. Soon they fell one by one and lost their lives.

But at the same time, a colorful, gorgeous horse's soul drilled out of the body.

“Mutant horse soul...” Square pupil slightly shrunk.

Normal souls, ordinary people's naked eyes are simply difficult to observe.

And these horses, they have coral-like horns on their heads, big and small, as if they were alive. And shines bright colors, unless you're blind.

The dragon horse floats, travels fast, and strikes in a direction.

Fangyuan took off far away, pulling away the distance, and constantly probing the attack.

These horse souls are quite tricky because they are souls and ordinary physical attacks are ineffective against them. At the same time, once they blow themselves up, each has the power of the soul of the fin wolf!

Though powerful, Fangyuan's killing moves were not soul-killing moves. When the three horses blew themselves up at the same time, he couldn't stand it.

After all, he is only a thousand souls.

“But why should I spell hard?” Fang Yuan chuckled and fell from the air to the ground.

He is not a mere magician, he has the means of slavery.

The next moment, the wolf smoke rolls and heals the wolves around him. The wolves howled and the wolves quadrupled.

The wolves were like hungry sharks, rushing towards Ma Yingjie, rushing towards Ma Jong.

“Damn!!” Ma Yingjietun has been deeply taught the insidious shame of Fang Yuan!

He sacrificed most of the horse herds around him to create a mutant horse soul in order to initiate the "spirit of the dragon horse”.

But Fangyuan did not fight with the horse's soul, and sent the wolves to die.

The wolves consume the power of the horse's soul with life. Mutant horse souls, in order to defend themselves against the onslaught of the wolves, a dim body. Some dissipate, some self-explode.

A large number of wolves died in exchange for a sharp decline in the number of horse souls.

The source takes the essence of slavery to the extreme.

A slave magician is to use cannon ash to consume the enemy's precious power. For example, consume the true elements in the know-how, for example, at this moment with the horse's soul.

There's nothing Ma Yingjie can do about it!

Mutant horse souls, though powerful and massacring large swarms of wolves in a short period of time, are powerless to threaten each other's sources.

“Uncle, let's go! You're the hope of the horses. Come on!” Ma Yingjie shouted and again urged Ma Zheng to leave.

Ma Zheng wept, and his heart was filled with pain, hatred, anger, wandering.

Ultimately, he almost broke his steel teeth, moved his body hard, led a group of horses, left Ma Yingjie and retreated to Ma's army, driven by reason.

“Hmm?” Fangyuan immediately detected Ma Zheng's whereabouts.

Ma Zheng is a master of slavery, 100 times more important than Ma Yingjie! Fangyuan immediately vibrated his wings, flew away, abandoned Ma Yingjie and pursued Ma Zheng.

“Wolf King Hugh!” Ma Yingjie hurried and prompted the horse's soul to lift up and stop.

The source sneered, his body crossed the exquisite arc in the air, dumping all the horses' souls behind him.

He's a master of flight, and these mutant horses are just puppets of Ma Yingjie.

Seeing Fangyuan come after him, Ma Zheng's magician guards were scared to death.

Under helplessness, Ma Zheng also pushed to kill the "Dragon Horse Spirit”!

Under his command, the mutated horse's soul formed a line of defense and cooperated with each other, much more threatening than Ma Yingjie.

Even with the creation of the Master of Flight, Fangyuan is difficult to break through.

Ho!

At this point, a dragon roar.

A huge shadow overshadows the source.

Triple Clawed Golden Horn Dragon, Kill Behind Square Source again!

Cheng Long was defeated by Fang Yuan, and fell into the ground. After finally climbing out of the pit, he was attacked by several people. Cheng Long Fei Jin did his best to disperse these obstructions and then rushed to death, prompted by anger and vengeance.

“I came to die myself.” Fang Yuan grinned and watched as his indestructible claws grabbed at him without moving.

The eagle wings flashed behind his back, letting him rub his shoulders past the dragon claws.

Bring the dragons together with exquisite flying skills.

“No, I'm in the air, not against the Wolf King!” When the dragon realizes it's bad, it's too late.

Fangyuan grabbed the blossom and flew to the head of the dragon.

The two brass arms beside him, like a rifle sword, hit the dragon's two eyes hard.

The next moment, the dragon's eyes broke and the plasma splattered.

The dragon was instantly insane and the intense pain made him scream terribly.

Fang Yuan chuckled, covered in red blood, his arms deep into the orbit and straight into the cerebral medulla. The other two arms are like a heavy hammer.

Bang, bang, bang!

With a loud noise, Fangyuan used the faucet as a battle drum and kept pounding.

The dragon fell from the air and struggled wildly on the ground, like a long golden snake, twisting its body into a hemp.

The mudstone rolls, and the dragon tail draws the beast away.

The banging sounds of the square source did not stop, and he bombarded it twenty or thirty times. He finally blew the dragon's head to pieces as he wished.

White brains, blood, sprayed all over him.

He took a deep breath, and the bloody smell made him feel good! Especially this giant dragon corpse beneath his feet, who silently witnessed his conquest.

“Men, no matter what world they live in, are meant to conquer. Conquer your enemies, conquer yourself…" The source voices emotion in your heart.

Though dead, the changing dragon remains, as can be seen in the sophistication of the dragon's creation on the path of change.

“His head is hard, but he's an impulsive fool.” Fangyuan evaluated the sentence lightly, again focusing on Ma Zheng.

“He, he even killed Chenglong! ”

“Is this still Wolf King? Isn't he the master of slavery? ”

The scene where Fangyuan stepped on the dragon body shocked a lot of people.

Most people simply can't believe their eyes.

How did the Wolf King turn around and change from a master of slavery to a fierce warrior on a horizontal sandbox?

Meanwhile, the wolves shriek, clashing around. A wave of breakthroughs, continuous, shows the source of superb and wonderful veterinary techniques.

Ma Zheng's face was pale, the real yuan was gradually depleted, and he painstakingly maintained the "Dragon Horse Spirit”.

Mutant horse souls, forming an army formation, forming a tight line of defense. The wolves rushed up in waves and died.

No action was taken on these sacrifices, just a sneer in my heart: "Now, let me show you what's really good about double cultivation. ”

As the mind moves, the pack of wolves changes and divides into several strands, like a sharp cone breakthrough, the formation of the mutant horse's soul is inevitably pulled apart.

See that the defensive line is sparse, and Square launched the attack on its own initiative.

Ma Zheng was heartless and rushed to manipulate the mutant horse soul interception. In this way, the line of defense is disrupted.

Fangyuan Haha smiled and changed the direction of the attack. At the same time, he prompted the wolves to attack, nearly 300 steps.

Ma Zheng shielded the right from the left and quickly could not hold up.

He can't hold back the Wolves if he guards against the Square Source. Protect the wolves from the source.

After a few rounds, Fang Yuan grabbed the blossom and rushed to Ma Zheng's face. The first punch knocked him out of defense, the second punch rendered him severely injured and unable to escape, and the third punch killed the famous master of slavery.

Ma Jong is dead!

The hordes collapsed, and the morale of the horses was so low!

“I would never have believed this if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes! ”

“King Ma was actually killed by Master Slaver's Wolf King with beheading tactics!! ”

“The Wolf King hides so deeply, he is actually a slave double cultivator. I'm not afraid of beheading tactics at all. What should I do with a slave master like that? ”