Reverend Insanity

Mount Deadwood, rather than a mountain, is, to be more precise, a giant dead tree rising into the clouds.

Woody old.

The old tree of the land is extremely old, and the old tree of the land is more than a million years old. From the era of savage demons to Red Lotus Demons, to Yuan Lotus Immortals, Theft Demons, Giant Yang Immortals, to Ghost Demons, Lotte Fairies. Until the fall of Lotus Immortal, it was still alive.

When its branches flourish, its thick green leaves cover the sky and produce countless fresh fruits. Strong branches open up unique tree fields.

In its glorious years of embroidery, it is usually occupied by the most powerful magicians, or the most powerful forces, in Kitahara.

But with the constant flushing of the long river, the green spirit faded away, and the thick tree walls slowly speckled. Brilliant and scattered, the wind is silent.

The old trees that once led to countless battles, bloodshed and even crashing into the ground eventually ushered in lonely old age. Dry, bare trunks appear to be the only way to rejuvenate past prosperity.

Nowadays, the backbone of the earth has withered to death, with only a small fraction of the branches and a breath of life.

The treasure of treasure fought for by the crowd has become an almost admirable monument, as if it were a rugged giant, bent over, sitting honestly on the ground, waiting for the end of its life.

Fang Yuan came here, of course, not to look down on old dead trees, but to live in the immortality of old trees on the ground.

This immortal is rigid. He was a wooden fairy. His name is Ancient Names. In order for Fangyuan to join the North Plains impasse, he must first rely on a fairy impasse.

Fangyuan had already investigated the North Plains' stalemate from Leishan Fairy. The reason for choosing Ancient Industry is not because he is special, but simply because his location is closest to here.

Gradually approaching the old trees, Fangyuan deliberately slowed down, but no ancient industry appeared.

He frowned slightly, and this ancient industry's vigilance was inevitable.

Finally, he came under the old tree, and Fang Yuan shouted, "Can the old city lord? Visit in Lower Sha Huang. ”

The sound echoed on and off the old trees, and the yellowish leaves drifted. From the depths of the old trees, a figure emerged: "Why are people here again?! Do you really think I'm a bully? ”

The tone was filled with anger and helplessness.

Ancient industries appeared in front of Fangyuan.

He was yellow, tall and thin, like old wood, with bare skin painted with wood texture, but the body of a decaying wooden fairy.

Seeing Fangyuan, the ancient industry corrupted for a moment, the anger on his face dissipated, and the tone was hesitant: “Your Excellency? ”

“In Lower Sha Huang, there has recently been a deadlock of helplessness. If you want to join the North Plains Armistice, don't know if the Lord of the Old Town can introduce me?” Fang Yuan gave a gift, opened the door to the mountain and said his intentions directly.

“Ah, so you're a newcomer to the impasse. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you.” The ancient industry changed its face and smiled back, "I thought... Forget it, forget it. It's the same as the fallen, come in, come in. ”

The source rose slowly, led by the ancient industry, through numerous thick dead leaves to reach the depths of the branches of the old trees.

There's a pool here.

Stylish wooden towns carved entirely on the trunks of old trees.

Countless wooden houses stacked in layers, tall and short, not only with squares, but also with towers, walls, streets of all sizes and sizes, like meridians, stretching along branches and trunks.

There are also various vine ladders, vertical or oblique, extending from one trunk to the other.

Unfortunately, this wooden city pool has been half-destructed and a large number of houses have collapsed. The yellow-brown vine ladder is no longer green and overburdened. When the cold wind blows, the vine ladder often breaks and crashes, falling on the trunk of the tree, banging and muffling.

“This is the old town. Nonetheless, the rhythm remains. Remote thinking back then, there was plenty of wind here, how many characters gathered here, and even once became the center of the North Plains.” Fangyuan glanced and sighed.

“The city pool is dead, it doesn't mean much. Brother Sha called me Lord of the Old City. Oh, it's long gone.” The ancient industry beside us laughed, “To be honest, who would have cared if it hadn't produced a dead wood resource? ”

Fang Yuan nodded and said casually: “That's true. ”

Ancient industry sighed deeply: "Alas, I knew this place was so boring, I would not have taken this defensive task from the impasse. But it's good that the time frame for this mission is approaching, and I can get out of this. Brother, you see how miserable I am, you have to learn a lesson. In the near future, there will be an impasse, but don't choose the task of guarding the old trees. ”

Fang Yuan had already noticed that Ancient Ye had been injured. Seeing him say so at this moment, he left his eyes on his face with a generous look.

On the face of Ancient Industry, it swelled high on one side, like a pink peach growing on the cheek, while on the other side it receded and filled with fine, mesh cracks. So the whole face looks a little strange, like a crooked date.

Not only that, but there was a long scar on his chest.

Though light and thin, the wound was wide and covered with purple and black gas.

“Brother, don't mention it, I want to ask. Brother, where did you get that wound?” Asked the source.

“Alas, brother. Look at you just turned to immortal stiffness, don't know the bitterness of immortal stiffness...” Ancient industry sighs, intending to pour bitter water, suddenly a thunderbolt outside, the whole land of old wood violently trembles, the dead leaves fly, even the decaying branch trunks are like beams collapsed columns, successively smashed down.

The face of the ancient industry has changed.

Soon after, Fangyuan heard someone screaming outside: "Ancient surname, come out and make a deal with you! ”

Ancient business faces became uglier, eyes sparked, teeth bitten: “Heavenly God again! ”

Boom!

Another thunderbolt.

Once again, the old trees trembled and the branches faded like rain. A large number of fine wooden houses collapsed, causing a build-up of smoke.

There's another magic fairy screaming: “Ancient business, right? Come out. I'm a lice hound. You come out at first sight, I need to talk to you. ”

The voice just dropped and another loud noise blew the old tree to a worrying groan.

Looking at this situation, there is a tendency for the other party not to stop when the ancient industry does not appear.

Ancient business face is extremely hard to see, both fists tight, take a few deep breaths, the other source barely smiled: “Sha brothers, sit down for a moment, I'll be right back. ”

“Well, I'll go with you.” Fang Yuandao.

There was a touch of color on the face of the ancient industry. He gave a bow of his hand and sincerely thanked him: “Thank you, brother. ”

Two people walked out of the old trees and saw two six-turner fairies hovering over the sky.

A full-bodied, bronze-skinned man with electric light wrapped around him, known as the Heavenly Lord.

The other is a beard with messy hair, five big three thick, a strong man with a skull in his hand, is a lice horse.

Seeing Fangyuan, Tiandu Divine King smiled slightly. “I didn't expect you to bring help from Ancient Years. But unfortunately, it's still an immortal stiffness. ”

Between words, no disdain for immortality is concealed.

“You!” Ancient Yea was furious and was about to speak.

Tiandu Shinto waved, impatiently: “I don't give a shit, Ben knows you still have the essence of withering. My friend has a piece of Immortal Stone in his hand. I'll buy you 300 kilos of dry essence. ”

“Why don't you just rob a fairy stone if you want to buy 300 kilos of dead essence?!” Ancient industries jumped and scolded angrily.

“It's not impossible to rob, just read that Your Excellency is a good friend of the Divine King, Ben Hou must give the Divine King a face.” Lice laughed and was extremely arrogant, as if eating an ancient business.

“You two are shameless. You're bandits!” Ancient industries were staring furiously and their lungs were about to explode.

But he never did.

He was angry and helpless.

The other side is two Six-Turn Immortals, and he is only Six-Turn Immortal Stiff, Fudi is dead, and only a dozen Immortal Stones are on him. It's hard work, but after that?

Without saying whether you can beat each other, even if you have, Qingti Xian Yuan has drastically decreased. There is no way to replenish it with Fuji, only Xian Yuan Stone can replace it.

After such a battle, I was completely bankrupt.

Ancient industries were worried and could not help but look at the sources beside them.

In fact, Tiandu Divine King and Lice Hou are also paying attention to Fangyuan. The Tiandu gods extorted the ancient industry many times before. They knew the root of the ancient industry and did not know the origin of the square source.

And it looks like Gangyuan was hired by the ancient industry.

How could Fangyuan start for the ancient industry for no reason?

His eyes flashed, his face hesitated, his voice slightly asked Ancient Yea: “Brother, what's going on? What is the origin of the opponent's purchase so strongly, does it not matter that the deadlock? ”

Seeing Fong Yuan's words flash, Gu Ye suddenly lost all hope. He sighed deeply: “The deadlock can be cared for, but I can't afford it. Before, when the chief was here, it was better, now... Oops! Shut up, buddy. You'll find out when you're in a stalemate. ”

“Well...” Square source's face shows just the right amount of surprise, disappointment, and fear for the future.

Listening to this conversation between the two people, Tiandu Goddess and Lice Hou looked at each other and saw the joy of each other's eyes.

“Turns out this new immortal stalemate is trying to join the stalemate. ”

“Looks like this is another blackmail! ”

The two men spoke to each other.

Indeed, as they had expected, Ancient Industry accepted their offer helplessly. Ultimately, a fairy stone bought 300 kilos of dead essence.

“Ha-ha-ha, we had a great deal! ”

“Guye, next time you ask for help, at least bring someone alive. ”

Both of them laughed away.

“Alas, this shithole, I really don't want to be here for a moment.” Ancient facades are sad and frustrating.