Reverend Insanity

The land of Yuanquan has long been chosen properly.

Shi Wu brought Quan Egg Dynasty, and quite a few came to the destination. When he was ready, he dispatched Zhenyuan here. Inject it into a persistent trick, then renew the trick, then inject it indirectly into a spring egg trick.

Fountain egg tricks are suspended in the middle of the sky, absorbing true elements constantly, slowly sinking and floating.

Thus, after seventeen and eight days, Shi Wu slept for only one and a half hours a day. There was no hurry to eat or go to the bathroom. It's hard, but the results are visible.

Fountain egg tricks are constantly infused with true power and have flashed a layer of gorgeous treasure.

On this day, there were quite a few more inspections. Seeing the scene, I was relieved to say: “Kung Fu is almost here. You can see the crack in the egg trick, and when it is completely broken, it will be a success. The Shi Wu family has worked so hard. ”

“Not hard, not hard.” Shi Wu refined his tricks while being modest.

He was faintly exhausted and his body was visibly thin. With his practice, he forcibly motivated the Five Spins, very hard work. But when you do, it's a credit.

"Father took special care of this old council. The Shi Wu family is old and hard, everyone sees it. And ask the old man what you need, and we should try to meet it. ”

Ishibu is grateful for the zero: “I am ashamed to ask my elders to take such care of me, I can't get to the point and ask for anything else. Only recently there was a doubt under. ”

“Oh? Please. ”

“How many masters, I feel in the nearest Red Flame Valley, is getting colder and colder. I think the herbs and birds around here are freezing to death. ”

Quite a lot of faces. There is indeed a problem in the Red Flame Valley, which has been repeatedly mentioned in recent tribal proceedings. The result of the reconnaissance was that the underground lava that supported the Red Flame Valley somehow reduced much.

This is completely inconsistent with the historical period.

In the proceedings just now, the chief of the Bantu clan was furious and demanded that everyone come up with a countermeasure. At the same time, try to hide and prevent people from floating.

“As the Shi Wu family is growing Yuanquan at a critical juncture, I'd better not tell him this bad news in case he gets confused and breaks this big thing on his hands. ”

With that in mind, he lied a lot and told Shi Wu to relax.

Shi Wu doubtless had him. He was about to speak. Suddenly his divine colour suddenly changed. He shouted: “Oh no, it's the flyer snow! ”

Quite a bit of turning around and shocking: “How can there be flying snow in the Red Flame Valley?! ”

But seeing the sky, the wind burst, a snowflake, shaped like a palm, followed the five-spin scent, and the sky descended.

“No, come on, protect the fountain egg trick!” Shouted a lot and immediately summoned the nearby magician.

But the snow was astonishing, the wind cut like a knife, the heavens and the earth ravaged the power, and after a while everyone resisted, it gradually became unstoppable.

“Snowmonster! ”

“There's a snow monster!! ”

The scourge does not stand alone, the wind and snow gather, forming a snowmonster of up to two lengths.

The magicians' line of defense was quickly broken. In the sky, a great deal of flyer snow condenses into a giant hand. When everyone was angry, but could not help but stare, the giant snowman grabbed the fountain egg trick in the middle of the air and grabbed it.

Boom.

Slightly, the snowhand collapsed.

Snowflakes scattered all over the ground, and the five fountain eggs inside were gone.

……

Silver Fai is quiet, like a hazy veil, and sprinkled in Wang Tingfudi.

Ow, ow...

The Sky Wolves are flying with their claws, roaming in the sky, or diving into the earth.

Despite the fact that they are fed by specialist magicians in the Holy Palace, the wolves, after all, aspire to freedom, to the beasts of the vast heavens and the earth, not to the canaries in their cages.

As their masters, Fangyuan let these wolves go. On his part, he spread his eagle wings and circled slowly over the sky, looking down at his feet.

At the foot is where the hills are handed down.

“There is light in the earth, a great deal of glory, a hundred miles of sky travel, Wing Mei Xuexiang... what exactly does that mean?” Fang Yuan thought about it.

Every few days during these days, he comes to the site himself to investigate the inheritance.

Intuition tells him that this hill inheritance is not easy.

The reason for every trip is to sneak out of these wolves and train them to manipulate the basics of the wolves.

But even so, he can't stay here too long.

Fangyuan is now the next biggest figure after Black Lulan, every move leads to the eyes of everyone. Not as convenient as it used to be.

Again, this time it was not discovered that, in order to prevent suspicion by others, the source had to leave the place temporarily.

Though in his current position, it is perfectly possible to circle the place in his own name.

But Fangyuan didn't do it.

If this heirloom is of great value, even if he is strong enough, there will be competition for him.

After all, he does not have the blood of a giant yang. In order to enter the 88 horn Zhenyang building, he needs a visitor's order from Black Lan.

However, he has been keeping an eye on this place.

The reason for this also falls on the Sky Wolves.

Every time he leads the Wolves out hunting, there is a line. Before each trip, he sends a magician to scout for himself, which route has the most prey, which route to go.

There are five or six route candidates, either passing through the hills.

Do the full set of theatre, Fangyuan will then carry the Sky and Blue Wolves, follow the prescribed route and continue hunting.

Among Wang Tingfudi, there are many animal herds, and the material is very abundant. Especially in the vicinity of the small tower, where there are many insect herds and wild tricks.

Only a small number of magicians have access to the 88-Point Zhenyang Building. Most magicians wander around in vast areas of bliss, subjugating wild magic, or looking for inheritance.

Along the way, we met a lot of magicians.

As for the hill heritage nearby, there will of course be a lot of magicians passing by.

Fangyuan is not worried about the hill inheritance, but will be acquired by the relatives. Instead, he had some expectations that if someone accidentally broke the legacy, he would hear the wind and it would not be too late to do so.

Anyway, he cheated and robbed the inheritance, which he had already done on Vulture Peak.

Cough rumbling...

A continuous sinking noise, coming from the ground.

Fangyuan, riding the King of Wolves, looked down and saw a small tower, glittering brilliance, slowly sinking into the ground.

The source is not surprising.

During the gathering process of the eighty-eighth corner Zhenyang building, the small tower located every eight miles in Wang Tingfudi will gradually sink into the ground.

These little towers, like a hive, are filled with wild tricks that have been accumulating for 10 years.

Many speculate that the wild magic in these towers is the source of the power that brings together the Eighty-Eight Horns of True Yang Tower. In a sense, this myriad of small towers may be part of the 88-Point Zhenyang Building.

This speculation has never been confirmed.

None of the magicians who can prove this will be able to enter Wang Tingfudi. The difference between a mortal who can enter the royal court and a giant yang immortal is greater than the heavens and the earth, and he is unable to investigate.

However, the source is an exception.

“The Eighty-Eighty-Eight Horned Mayang Tower is a strange concept that can be described as a masterpiece of heaven. These little towers are really part of the True Yang Tower.” Fangyuan is far more aware of this than many magicians, all because he has complete information on the 88-Point Zhenyang Building in his hands.

The source of this information is Luang Diling. And Diling's predecessor was Mao Ancestor, who was responsible for refining Zhenyang Tower's eight-rotation magic.

“Hmm? Wait!” Fangyuan's body shook slightly, and there was a spiritual light in his mind, as if lightning had broken through the mist.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that there was no such small tower on the hill, a different place - near the hill!

“Yes, it is.” Fangyuan's eyes flashed and he went out several times with the Tianqing Wolves. Even if it's not over the hill, you'll be looking around the hill.

Now he remembers and immediately discovers the strange things on the hill.

“As a matter of fact, every eight miles there is a small tower. In fact, each tower corresponds to the corresponding geographical area of the North Plains. But near the hill, it's empty! ”

Thinking about it here, Fangyuan was in a good mood.

This is a breakthrough!

With this clue, he is likely to unlock the mysteries inherited from the hills.

But Fang Yuan did not look back directly.

Suddenly rushing back is suspicious.

He followed a slightly agitated mood and continued along the previous route. Starting from the Holy Palace, the Wolves circled a large circle and returned to the Holy Palace.

The palace is like a mountain peak, and the eighty-eight corner Mayang Tower on the dome is still being nurtured. It exudes Caixia, which has completely covered the entire Holy Palace. Originally a magnificent palace, it is a magnificent landscape of embroidery.

Every six or seven days, Fangyuan goes out to hunt with the Tianqing Wolves.

However, the plan was not as different as it had been, and three days later, Caixia in the sky suddenly collapsed as much as possible and instantly condensed into shape.

The first floor of Jinyang Tower, 88 corners, has been revealed!

This joyous news sparked a shock above and below the Holy Palace. For a while, people were discussing this topic after tea and money.

Most magicians, of course, can only watch.

Black House Lan can't wait to get in. A few hours later, he walked out with a wound.

His wounds were not minor, but it was difficult to hide the amazement on his face.

On his second departure, he was accompanied by many black magicians.

The Black family, living in the blood of the immortal immortality of the giant yang, has free access to the Zhenyang building and is not restricted.

At this time, the people are more reliable. Why share something that you can swallow alone?

When Black Lulan came out again, he looked tired. And only 60% of the magicians brought in succeeded.

Subsequently, various trail news winds spread, all about the Zhenyang Building.

Some say that the ghost axe craftsman of the Zhenyang building is amazing; others say that breaking into the building is difficult and moving hard; others say that it has been very rich and exciting...

One time, people float.