Reverend Insanity

Boom!

Huge explosions, constantly in the ears.

In the sky, the fairies fight everywhere.

Now that a true place of inheritance has been found, the magical magicians have always been pragmatic and have not hesitated for long, so someone has set off to fly.

Oriental Changfan naturally has reason to choose the body of the Tai Ancient Ruins Manta as a place of intellectual inheritance.

The immense army of false beasts was struck, like a huge black cloud, rising from the feet of the demonic magicians.

These false beasts, all described in strange ways, are not afraid to die. The deviant is also good at dodging, and there are several other animal classes, blocking the magic magic fairies.

“False beasts have always been scarce, and their figure can only be found in places with strong Udo traces. Is there so much here?” Black Lulan fought and cursed as he fought.

She lost my magic trick, and the force plunged. Though it can still be replaced by a powerful magic trick, it can still make a powerful illusion of the giant's killing moves, but it is not a good time to throw your head away at this moment. It is therefore quite handy to deal with.

“Take it easy.” The Leishan Fairy consoled, "the beast was born to falsify, avoiding all attacks. The false path in the school of magicians is the inspiration that the immortals take from the false beasts. Sooner or later, we will be able to invade the corpses of the ancient ruins as long as there is no such thing as an ancient monster. ”

Just saying, a bunch of fake beasts are flying in.

Fang Yuan snorted coldly, blocked in front of the two of them, and prompted me to make a big hand print.

A powerful hand appeared, five fingers stretched out and grabbed it.

The big hand is heavy, but holding onto it causes a weak and insignificant result. These thousands of false beasts have just lost dozens.

The vast majority of the false beasts are blurred, leaving only near-transparent traces and staying in place.

After waiting for Fangyuan to slowly draw back the big hand, these monsters appeared in shape, enriched, turned into entities, and killed three people in the direction of Fangyuan.

Fangyuan snorted coldly, and the Leishan fairy beside him raised his hand and sprinkled a huge sea of fire.

The flame burns in the sky, in square numbers, in the air, forming an obstacle.

The false beasts rushed into the sea of fire, so the technique was reinvigorated, the falsification avoided the flame burning, and the footsteps of the attack never stopped.

But by the time they had just washed out of the edge of the fire, Fang Yuan had been waiting for a long time to lift his hand.

Pfft!

This time, the source grips a real one.

Hundreds of false beasts were raw and gripped to death.

Big hands slowly spread apart, blood sludge falling like rain, between the stitches of the five fingers, blood infiltration. This group of false beasts, with thousands of heads, was grasped by the source, most of their lives were lost on the spot, and some of the others around, faced with such a magnificent source, also lost their fighting will, scattered away.

Between the hands of Fangyuan, he killed the group of false beasts, but he didn't want to. Instead, he said, "These ordinary false beasts are fine. The falsification will only take a while, so long as the means cooperate, they can be eliminated. The real trouble is the Beast Beast. ”

Leishan Fairy and Black Lulan nodded slowly.

They keep an eye on the surroundings and on the distant battles.

Easy to play against the two wild beasts. Desolate false beasts are truly extraordinary and have been virtualized for a very long time. Therefore, even though there are only six turns of war, it is difficult to separate, and there is no way to pick up between the scholars and the lean water rush.

However, they were both experienced, and after a few encounters, they became aware of the situation, eliminated their impatience and began to deal with it calmly.

The opposite of Lu Qingzhou, but there is a danger.

A desolate false beast suddenly vanished and the speed surged. He rushed to Han Dong, the magician beside Lu Qing's body.

Han Dong suddenly failed to prevent it, and was covered in a virtualized false beast.

After the virtualization, Han Dong could not touch the false beast, nor could the false beast hurt Han Dong.

But the next moment, the false beast suddenly materialized.

Han Dong was covered in the shape of a monster, so that he fell into the belly of the monster.

The false beast roared proudly and danced. He quickly disengaged Lu Qingmedi and Su Guang with Han Dong.

Lu Qingzhou, Han Dong, and Su Guang are three titles traveling to the land. Together, they can compete with the seven spinning fairies. But in the end, it is much less about joining forces against the enemy than about the free integration of one person alone.

As soon as Han Dong went, the two remaining men immediately plunged into battle, no longer courageous.

The two were in a hurry to catch up and try to save Han Dong.

Swallow the false beast of Han Dong and fall fast. Hard bear the blow of landing green meditation and Su Guang. Dead and alive do not change back to the false body.

Han Dong also attacked inside his stomach. This monster was attacked inside and outside, flying halfway. It was obviously commissioned, spitting blood in his mouth.

“Why is this beast so hard? When I first fought, they were all thieves, and whenever I hit them, they vanished and avoided. Fake it!” Su Guang shouted.

Lu Qing's underwater surface is like water: “Can't you see that? There must be a mastermind behind the scenes. Oriental Changfan, I still underestimate you...”

In the palace of ruins, the stars left behind by the Orient carried their hands and looked up at the sky.

He was shining bright stars and his thick, concentrated body was shrinking and becoming thin at visible speeds.

This is the scenery of the first fairy of contemporary Kitahara Jido.

Despite death, the means to stay are to be able to use, and even manipulate, these mammoth armies to buy the most critical time for the heirs behind them.

“Come on, faster! Faster!” And behind him, the East is bright, sweaty, desperately squeezing out his potential to complement this maneuver.

This maneuver is the final test.

After passing, you will get the essence core of the Oriental Changfan's legacy, Jidao Heritage!

Halfway through the air, looking at the desert monster was about to take Han Dong with him, flying into the main camp. Su Guang, who could not catch up with him, showed a hint of despair: “I had no idea that Eastern Changfang still had such a good means of slavery, he hid so deep. Han Dong brothers go temporarily, less vicious, how can this be?! ”

“It is not surprising that slavery, wisdom, and spirituality are inherently close, with little or no separation of families.” Yet Lu Qingmeduo's eyes are a ray of steadfast divine light, "but Oriental Chang, before you were born, we could hide from you. Now that you're dead, you're still here to blame. By this means, you're trying to pinch me. You're too small to be a rich man! ”

Saying, his body shook and his arms stretched out as wide as a bird could open its wings.

The next moment, his long arms retracted in front of his chest in both directions, with no elbows bent at all, and his palms slammed together in front of his chest.

The crackling crisp sound, the palm wind erupted, and the wind instantly swept.

Flying winds, forming blades of sky, thousands!

The wind blades swirl and form a huge inky green vine ball as well, entangled together and rushed to the desert monster.

“There it is! Brother Lu's Immortal Way Kill - Wind Correction!” Su Guang's face shocked.

He knows the power of this immortal killing technique. If it is cut on a false beast, he will surely splash three feet of blood and succeed in rescuing Han Dong.

And this wind correction is both strong and wonderful. It is a famous technique of Lu Qingzhou. It prompts the will, and the merger disperses only between his thoughts.

Because of this, even at the moment of the slaughter on the beast, the beast falsified, the wind correction fell on Han Dong instead. Lu Qingzhou can also use his own power to disperse the wind correction in a timely manner.

Once the wind is dispersed, although the scope of the attack increases dramatically, the power is dispersed, and Han Dong will survive.

But just as it succeeded, a dragon suddenly flew in and headed straight for the wind.

“Easy schoolboy, don't you dare!” When Su Guang saw this scene, he was desperate to crack and rushed to make a killing move to block the dragon.

Another water lotus, suddenly in the direction of windward settling.

This is the seven-turn fairy skin. The water is cold and busy.

Lu Qing snorted coldly, the wind rectification suddenly dispersed, a small part could not escape, and fell into the water lotus. Most wind blades successfully bypass the water lotus and regroup in the rear, forming a slight wind correction that still crashes into that desolate monster.

However, at this moment, a powerful hand protruded from the clouds beside it and grabbed the wind.

Boom, force giant, wind correcting double disintegration.

The Virtual Beast had this void and succeeded in flying into the lower palace. A little ripple flashed through the air and it disappeared.

“Ah!” Su Guangguang shouted, turning back sharply to the source, angry with the crown, "I'm going to kill you! ”

Fang Yuan laughed coldly and hooked Su Guang's finger.

Su Guang was about to do it. Lu Qingzhou flew in in time to stop him.

“Calm down, Su Guang!” Lu Qingmei is red-eyed, “we will surely return this revenge, but now it is imperative to save Han Dong. ”

Mindful of Han Dong, Su Guang barely pressed his anger. His fists were tight and his forehead could see the blues: “Brother Lu, you are right. Only if we find Han Dong, the three of us will have seven turns! ”

Until then, there were only two of them left, and the only way to find the troubles of the Seven Spins of War was to take their own humiliation.

After a low voice conversation, the pair turned around and stormed towards the lower palace.

The palace is always stationary, it's just an appearance illusion. The space fluctuated suddenly, three new wild beasts flew out, and stopped Su Guang and Lu Qingmedi.

But this time, Su Guang and Lu Qing saved people's hearts and minds, did their best, no longer retained, and defeated the three-headed false beast festival.

The cold skins saw this scene and smiled, which is exactly what he wanted.

The magic magic fairies were suspicious of each other, and no one would try until the last moment. With Lu Qingzhou and Su Guang in the front row, everything will be much easier.

“The most important thing is the loss of seven revolutions. One less real competitor goes.” On one side, the freelance writer laughed, dealing with the wild beast, while looking at the two directions of the water, the cold and the square source.

Especially when he saw that Fangyuan and the other three were still standing together, but there was no wild monster entanglement beside him, and his eyes flashed.

“It's not a good thing these three are so relaxed.” As soon as the students read, they led the monstrous beast to the source and others.

Fangyuan had already looked at the six ears and listened in all directions. He saw this place and his eyes were cold.

He flew back and forth, reaching out his hands.

The stamps of both hands flew out of nowhere, killing the self-absorbed scholar.

At the same time, there was a third major hand print that burst behind him and protected him.

“How can he have all three fingerprints?” Being in the shape of a schoolboy, you can't help but feel more constrained.

And just as they were entangled, reckoning with each other, in the palace where the Orient was still shining, a magician appeared silently.

His eyes blossomed, swiftly sweeping through the stars of the East, and after burying his head in the dry East, he stared at the vast array of palace walls and floor tiles.

“Nice try, nice try. For the first time in my life, even my elder lord Baiyang met me.” He even sighed.