Reverend Insanity

Looking at his muddy crab in a heartfelt manner.

This muddy crab, paralyzed to the ground, could not climb up. Nine pairs of chewed feet were unloaded, seven, seven, eight, even the largest steel pliers were chewed, one was broken.

As a result, the Ink manipulated the fairies and the clouds were too white to cool down.

Fang Yuan punched out tens of thousands of power fiction, leaving more than 3,000. He spent his spare time adding the rest of the fiction to the trick.

This phantom can only last a while, after the time limit, the temper will dissipate, and the phantom will disappear. But there is no waste in being able to use the source convenience.

Since his return to Fox Immortal Bliss in Kitahara, he has not had a single Immortal Stone with two sleeves of fresh wind, so he has not supplemented a large number of mortals.

He had already detected at the beginning of the war that the immortality of the eight arms alone made it difficult to pose any threat to a muddy crab with a hard armor.

So the only option is to kill me.

At the heart of this killing technique is a soul fairy trick in the hands of Fangyuan. Therefore, it is necessary to consume Qingti Xian Yuan.

Before the situation was unknown, Fang Yuan persisted in abandoning a Qing Ti Xian Yuan to take control of the situation.

Killing me is a slave rendezvous, the power is truly remarkable. The muddy crab that once caused Fang Yuan enormous trouble, which made Fang Yuan exhausted his energy to cope with, under 10,000 me, can't even lift his head, always in the downwind, there is no hope of turning around.

“Son of a bitch, he came to my house and didn't tell me, and he hurt my beast. What do you owe me?” Lang Diling's other source blows his beard and stares at him, and his anger rushes.

Too Baiyunsheng stood behind Fangyuan and looked at the spirits with interest.

Long and slender, with white hair like snow, bearded chest, baby red face, a wide robe and floating sleeves. If anger did not erupt at this moment, the other party's eyes would stare, otherwise it would undoubtedly sell better, more fairy wind bones.

Fang Yuan was already familiar with Lang Di Ling. He stared at the five flowers on Lang Di Ling and frowned: “You are banned. No wonder I couldn't wait for your thoughts in Baohuang Tian. At Kitahara time, we haven't seen each other in half a year. How did you end up like this? ”

Langley's eyes got bigger, and she immediately turned her lips against each other: “How did you end up like this? No one, no ghosts! Promoted to a fairy, falling asleep again, hey, you should have enough Shouwon. ”

“Humph, Lung Di Ling, you've lived so long, you don't even know the easiest way to make a trade-off? How can I reappear in front of you if I don't turn to rigidity? How can I master such a powerful power? But it's you, the more you live, the more you can't refine now," It's really embarrassing for your body. Fang Yuan laughed wilfully and deliberately set the earth on a spiritual path.

Lang Diling was told of the pain and was angry to jump on the spot.

Not long ago, Langfudi was attacked by mysterious forces. Although Langfudi repelled his enemies, he was himself sealed by airway killing.

That's why he invited his friends to lift the seal for him.

Lang Di Ling shouted at each other's source: “Son of a bitch, are you ashamed to talk about me? Zhenyang Tower collapsed, you must have done it! Hey, so many people are dead, two superpower tribes are dead, and the whole North Plains magician is looking for you as the culprit. You're a street rat now. It's a tough day. ”

The Ink Manipulative Immortal, too white clouds are full of color change.

The Ink Manipulated Immortal Pupil narrowed, and a strong impulse arose in his heart to cover the earthly spirit's mouth.

But the spirits have spoken out, and it's too late.

“How can you say something like that? Aren't you afraid to be killed by the two of you?” The Moxies couldn't help but warn their hearts and minds, and the two opposite them are the murderers who can ruin even the arrangement of the immortals of the giant Yang! It's too dangerous! This is going to be bad!

The next moment, Fangyuan and Taibaiyunsheng both looked cold at the Ink Immortal.

Around the time of the Ink manipulation, Xianping is very weighty and powerful. At this moment, he was watched by these two murderers, and he also felt cold in his heart.

“Luang Diling, why don't you introduce us to this one?” Fangyuan laughed softly and his voice was so dull that it was uncomfortable to hear.

If you don't want to answer, who knows what the quick spirits will say?

Therefore, the Moxicans stood up with their scalps and said: “The despicable Mutanthan, who lives in the city of Moxicans, is the king of the Moxicans in the North Plains. ”

Too white clouds raised eyebrows. I didn't expect this guy in front of me to have quite a head start. He immediately looked at King Ink.

All five domains today are the kingdoms of mankind. Inhumans survive in the cracks, many are traded as slaves, and life is quite difficult.

But in the North Plains, the Inhumans are the best of the Inhumans.

Many Inhumans live indefinitely and can only wander. Instead, the Moors built a city in Kitahara with three Moxies.

In front of you is Maartansan, the owner of the city of the Moat. Under his leadership, it was not easy for the Inks to resist all kinds of pressures, resist the greedy gaze of countless magicians, and sustain the survival of the Inks, as seen in the talents and means of the Ink King.

“Mutantansan, King of the Moors..." Fangyuan muttered in his heart.

That name, he had an impression.

In the last five realms of the unrest, when the King of the Moat took advantage of the people's civil strife, he seized the opportunity, actively developed, and greatly expanded the power of the Moat.

After Beiyuan ethnic forces wanted to suppress him, he turned to Liu's house, despite Wang Weiyi. As a servant to the elders of the Liu family, he lived as a servant.

The Liu family is one of the super forces, so it is a force for the Ink people. Under this protective umbrella, the Moxicans have grown steadily.

After the fall of the Liu family, the Mo Wang immediately abandoned the Liu family and cooperated equally with Ma Hong Yun.

Before the explosion, the Moors already had hundreds of city pools, occupying one third of the North Plains.

From this, it can be seen that Mutamsanne, King of the Inks, is a full masculine. Not only is it uniquely eyed, resolutely bold, but it is also capable of bending and cannot be underestimated.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan praised softly: “Turns out it is the king of the Ink people, there is indeed a powerful instrument, beyond the ordinary. ”

“Dare not, dare not.” The Ink King hastily humbled himself.

The person in front of him, but the main perpetrator of the destruction of the 88 Horn True Yang Tower, such a dangerous person, he is extremely vigilant in his heart.

He proactively explained, "Me and Luang Diling have been friends for years. In fact, the city has always had a close relationship with Langfudi. Our best airway in Inner City happened to be airway sealed. So I came to help. Your Excellency is a dragon python in the sky, stirring the wind and clouds, and disturbing the entire North Plains. In such a charming way, Mo had to admire it. We in Inner City have been subjected to joint repression by the Golden Tribes. In the past, the immortal Juyang demanded too much of the city, and went on to make countless contributions to the women of Mongolia. To put it this way, you have destroyed Wang Tingfudi, and you have helped to avenge our Ink people. You are friends of Dillings again, and so are my friends of Murtansan. If you have plans for the future, please also go to Inner City as a guest. ”

He is the owner of the Ink people. He has a good mouth. In a few words, he perfectly demonstrates his good intentions. In particular, he is not overwhelmed. It is very rare.

“Who's friends with this bastard?” The raging spirits cried out in dissatisfaction.

However, he had just heard Fangyuan praise his friend, he was heartfelt happy, but his anger had weakened before.

Fangyuan nodded to the King of the Moors and replied with deep hearts: "I will definitely go to the city to meet him. ”

After that, he looked at Lang Di Ling again, not buying the account of Di Ling, and continued to exhilarate: “Di Ling, even if I am not your friend, you must welcome me and refine my trick. You forgot, I had one more chance to ask you to do the trick! I want you to refine. If you don't, you have to refine! ”

Lang Diling had no capital, just a little bit, anger rose again.

Normally, there are also magic fairies who ask him to refine the magic. It's all polite and even charming.

When did he get this kind of Qianyuan?

But the bias is the truth, he still has a last chance to refine, Luang Di Ling is the obsession of the elder Mao ancestors. He must abide by the covenant promised by the body that year.

“Thief, damn it, I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off!” Rumplestiltskin was blushing, his neck was thick, and he shouted.

Suddenly, he smiled again: “Ah-ha-ha, I'm trapped. This airway seal is too cumbersome. It's 17 or 8 layers long, and it's sealed. King Mo just cracked the first floor! Ha-ha-ha, I really can't help you now. I can't help it. It's great! ”

Since his seal, he has been bored to death, unable to refine his manners and deprived of his greatest hobby.

But this time, he felt so happy.

It's all a source of energy.

Watching this strange ravishing spirit scream and laugh, old and reckless like a living treasure, too white and cloudy to feel that the trip is good, it's kind of open-minded.

King Mo was silent. His family has a great deal to do, and he doesn't want to offend easily.

Fang Yuan coughed and exclaimed: “Okay, let's get down to business. Since you can't refine the trick, forget it. I'm here this time, and one more thing, I'm gonna make you a deal. ”

“Deal, what deal?” Asked Luang Diling.

In the heart of the Mo people Wang was immediately vigilant, Lang Diling, although highly intelligent, had a real temperament rate, so it was difficult not to be fooled by the pit. As a good friend of the Earth Spirit, if the source truly plots wrong, he will stand up to solve the other party's tricks for the Earth Spirit.

“The deal was simple. You remember I was a magician, right? I'm willing to deduce the magic formula for you, and you pay for it. It's a win-win deal.” Fang Yuandao.

“A presumption?” Luang Diling glared at his eyes, stunned, and laughed again.

He laughed back and forth, and if his hands weren't tied, he would have laughed at his thighs.

Lang Diling scoffed: “Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan, you are now a zombie, you still want to reckon with the prescription? Or is it a magic trick? My old man advised you to put an end to this while you could! ”

"If it's a fairy trick, it's worth a lot, even if it's a handicap," said King Mo. Let me guess, if you can't deduce, isn't the content of the Immortal Cult also known to you? ”

Luang Diling was reminded and suddenly the fur shouted: "Good boy, you want to lie to my old man's fairy formula! ”

Fang Yuan was already ready. At this time, he smiled, reached out his hand, and a stall of strange claws revealed a fairy worm: “Look, what is this? ”