Reverend Insanity

You have to look at yourself and smile in the corner of the square.

However, it is advisable to regenerate mutations.

Wisdom tricks fall quickly, and wisdom halos cover the source.

As soon as he entered the halo of wisdom, Fangyuan thought wildly died and quickly grew old.

“This?!” Fang Yuan was shocked and looked up in a hurry to see the wisdom trick fall quickly and fly towards himself.

And once again, the volumetrically reduced will of the giant yang shrinks into a small circle of spheres, immediately following.

Turns out, the will of Juyang knew that if he wanted to circumvent the wisdom trick, he would certainly not be able to stop the source. He turned his back on himself, forcibly approached the wisdom trick, and used his skill to shoot it flying.

Though the wisdom trick restrains the will of the giant yang, the will of the giant yang is thick enough, pays a heavy price, fights hard, can still forcibly come into contact with the wisdom trick.

In this way, the wisdom trick is like a ball of leather, flying quickly to the source, which in turn becomes the great trouble of the source.

“What a giant yang!” As wisdom strikes at itself, the source cannot help but admire the choice of the will of the giant yang.

He smiled and felt indefinite.

You can sacrifice so much. How about my ancient moon?

Immediately, Fang Yuan strongly shines the light of wisdom, employing means to sweep away the falling giant yang fairy dollar!

Then, use the wind and flower trick to change direction, immediately side shift, desperately away from the wisdom trick.

Wisdom falls straight down, and the source wipes almost past it.

“Cough cough...” Fang Yuan coughed constantly and he finally broke out of the light of wisdom. But he had no youthful face, and anyone who saw him would think he was a middle-aged man.

The closer we get to wisdom tricks, the stronger the light of wisdom becomes.

Previously, in the realm of facsimile, a thousand steps away from wisdom tricks, a few short moments of kung fu, was cut off by two years of life.

Just so close to the wisdom trick, so hard to hold on to the light of wisdom for so long, it lost more than a decade of life.

Life expectancy in general, only 100 years.

Fangyuan paid a heavy price to capture the Giant Yang Immortal Won!

“Thief, die!” A lightning strike in the air is similar, and the will of the giant yang falls like a falcon.

Fang Yuan felt only a flower in front of him. A strong death crisis came to his face. At the time of the first blow, he could only prompt the killing of the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse King.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, the square was like a fly, and it was slapped hard.

Fall like a meteor all the way down until it hits the ground hard and smashes a deep hole.

Groundstone splashes, dust rolls.

Fangyuan lay at the bottom of the pit, and after three breaths, this reacted.

His eight arms broke six. The entire back was miserable, revealing the spine and ribs directly. He was so dizzy that he could barely think - the impact of the will of the giant yang just now was not only on his body, but also a lot of deliberate penetration into his mind, wreaking havoc, influencing his mind!

There was only a slight source of sobriety. I didn't even think about it. I hurried over and dodged.

The next moment, the will of the giant yang converged into a golden axe, diving down from the sky, severely chopping, suddenly cutting off the left arm and the left leg of the square source.

If AE flips in time, I'm afraid the blow will be split in half.

One more minute of sobriety, Fangyuan hastily pushed his remaining palms, huge power to drive his body out of the pit.

But then, the will of the giant yang converged into a golden gavel, flying halfway into the sky, slamming hard against the source.

Boom!

The square source is like being hit directly in the front by a pendulum giant elephant, the ribs are broken in full, and most of the five dirty hearts are crushed into pieces by an explosion.

At the same time, his mind was again invaded by the will of the giant yang, and he fell into a greater coma.

Fangyuan was like a leather ball that had been slapped hard, rolled all the way over and plowed a long trace on the ground.

Huge friction that makes his shirt crunchy and grey-headed.

Eventually, he lay powerless on the ground, motionless, broken bones pierced the flesh and protruded outside. The blood is flowing slowly, not bright red, but the dark color of the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse King.

His face was twisted and his fangs were exposed, a colour of pain and struggle.

At this moment, Fang Yuan's mind is caught in a great mixed battle, a fierce rivalry between the will, and the will of the giant yang firmly dominates the wind.

Fang Yuan was passively beaten and resisted so hard that he could not even think sober.

Only by wiping out the giant yang will in his mind can he regain consciousness.

But the Juyang will obviously not give him any chance.

It assembles into a golden sword, five in length, eight in width, inviolable and inviolable, asking sinful innumerable temperament.

“Is this the true power of the will of the giant yang? This is also horrible...” In the distance, Blackhouse Lan is carrying a coma too white to speak to herself.

The will of Juyang continuously refined and refined fairy tricks, subjected to intelligent tricks, was attacked by more than 20 fairy tricks together, and finally, without sacrifice, forcibly stormed, and photographed wisdom tricks.

Back and forth, repeatedly traumatized, at this moment less than one in a million sleeping hours.

But even with all this, there's nothing to fight back. No wonder Blackroof Lan looks cold and sweaty without using a magic trick. This fighting power is horrible!

But spinning, Black Lulan calms down: "No, the real intent is not that powerful. But just now, the warplanes caught by the Juyang ancestors were really great, directly defeated by the enemy, inflicting heavy damage. The thief wanted to fight back, but he was too bitter to think, and his mind had been deliberately invaded, turning into a pot of porridge. If both parties are on alert, there will be plenty of time to react, not such a result! ”

“Mainly inherited the battle experience of our ancestors, Hard Fruit Resolute, once caught blooming, strikes continuously, leaving the enemy with no chance to turn around! Especially when the will invades the mind, and the effect is horrible, it's completely irreversible. Looks like you have to be prepared to fight the Wisdom Mage! ”

Black Lulan reminded himself to land slowly on the ground.

He looked at the sword of will and floated slowly, eventually hovering over the head of the square source, with the tip of the sword facing the square source's head.

“This guy is fucked.” Black Lulan muttered softly, and the great enemy in his eyes came to this end because of a mistake that was not a mistake. His heart was filled with relief, joy, and a faint sense of indescribability.

The strength of the Juyang will lies in its inheritance of the battle experience of the Juyang Immortal.

Fangyuan has 500 years of rebirth experience, but in this regard, Juyang will be stronger and richer than he is!

Once the opportunity is captured by the will of Juyang, it will continue to strike, firmly take advantage, quickly expand the results, and there is no chance that Fang Yuan will even flip!

Juyang Xianzheng is not only lucky, but can also spy on his invincible style in this regard, as well as his resolute and hegemonic fighting talent.

“It's over.” Black Lulan glanced at the clouds in his hand.

He is the only ally of Fangyuan in the Datong wind, but unfortunately he is still in a coma.

Black Lulan threw him on the ground at will, staring at the sword of the will of the giant yang.

Without hesitation, the giant yang will sword lightning fell silently, the tip of the sword pointed at the square source of the brain.

Even though the square is turned into a six-armed heavenly corpse king and becomes the body of a zombie, as soon as his head is pierced, the will of the giant yang grows straight into it, destroying his head instantly, and then completely strangling his soul.

This is a real, fatal blow!

Too white clouds live and die, Fang Yuan coma, there is no power to fight back.

But just an inch away from Fangyuan's brain, a water wall suddenly formed.

At the same time, a sharp woman shouted: "With me, I don't want his life! ”

“Who is it?” Black Lulan lost his voice, and he was stunned to see the water wall fluctuate, the surface of the water wall formed a vortex, wrapped the tip of the will sword, and died resisting the fall of the giant Yang will sword.

At the same time, a strong and intense momentum began to rise from the source.

The giant yang will sword retracted, the lightning burst, the instant hundreds of steps back.

It hovered quietly in the middle of the sky, with a low voice, and what came to mind: "It's you! Tens of thousands of years ago, you broke into the 88-Point Zhenyang Building, and you let Hung Yun Qi Tianyang escape!! ”

Mo Yao giggled: “It's hard to remember for you. ”

Between words, the water walls become water flow armor, quickly covering the entire body of the source.

A pale blue light covering the source, his wounds quickly recovered, his severed hands and feet regrown, and his bones and flesh quickly recovered.

Of course, the will of the giant yang remembers, because the eighty-eight horns of the Zhenyang Tower have their own tricks to record all images.

Mo Yao did not awaken the will of the giant yang when he explored the 88-Point Zhenyang Tower. But as soon as Fangyuan awakened the will of the giant yang, he discovered everything that had happened in the past by browsing the records of the relevant tricks.

Mo Yao's voice appearance, the name of Fang Yuan, and all the bad things he did in the 88 Horn Zhenyang building, the will of the giant yang was completely lost, so Fang Yuan uncovered the secret of Changshan Yin.

The will of Juyang is unstoppable: "You vile, shameless thieves have spent tens of thousands of years in the Zhenyang Tower! Die!! ”

The will of the giant yang rages, the golden sword flies like lightning, piercing the air and drawing a golden rainbow in the air.

These golden rainbows strike against the current armor, stirring up a flurry of waves, but never penetrating armor protection.

Fong Yuan finally woke up.

“Is this the... Seven Rotates Immortal House near the water tower?” He looked at the flow of armor on his body and realized suddenly.

It turns out that at some point, the near-water tower was attached to him.

He was in a coma awaiting slaughter and his life was on the line. It was Mo Yao's will that prompted him to come near the water tower and protect him.

The Juyang will be able to control the 88-Point Zhenyang Building, and Mo Yao will of course be able to manipulate the near-water platform.

How can there be no red date fairy left in the nearby water stadium when there is a yellow apricot fairy left by the immortal king of the giant yang in Jinyang Tower?

“Boy, you're finally awake. I have a very limited amount of Immortal Dollars left in my body. Opening the nearby water tower is too expensive. Take over the battle quickly. I'll protect your head!” Mo Yao's will cried out.