Reverend Insanity

Fang Zheng and another elder of the Immortal Crane Gate led more than a dozen disciples into the competition venue.

Offsite, it's a buzzing sound. More than a thousand magicians sat on the high ground around them, waiting for the start of the eighth race, and had a low-pitched exchange.

But too many people, even the tiniest of conversations, come together and become very noisy.

“are the elders and disciples of the Crane Gate.” As soon as they saw the crowd, the magicians around them stopped looking at them, and the voice of the discourse couldn't help but keep down.

Relative to the forces large and small, the top ten ancient Chinese in Central America feel like a prince among the civilian population.

“The young man was wearing the clothes of the Elder Crane Gate. Am I wrong? ”

“Keep your voice down, he's a five-spinner. The breath is real! ”

“What's the big fuss? It's not like the worm that maintains the look of youth doesn't have...”

“Look at that, the disciples and elders of Banlong Wood. ”

The next moment, people's eyes will be drawn to another group of people.

The number of magicians is double that of the Crane Gate. There are four elders, and there are quite a few elite disciples among them.

“Wanlong Wood...” The elder of the Crane Gate saw, his eyes could not help but gaze.

Wanlong Wood, one of the top ten ancient factions, has recently made a difference. The reason for all this lies with the thunderous villains.

The fierce thunderous evil man, though only a six-turn magic fairy, has excellent fighting power.

Closed for more than two years, Samuel came to realize that Sendo had killed the Thunder God. Then came out, walking through Central America, challenging countless magic fairies all the way, with many victories, few tiers, few failures.

The more victorious the Thunder Evil Man, the more momentum, because of all the gambling relationship, he also got a lot of food, which led to the number of Thunder God Sons in his hand, which is not diminishing. Now there are as many as three heads!

Prior to the absence of the Thunder God, the Thunder Evil Man had a proud track record of the Seven Spirits of War.

Now there are three Thunder gods, and the battle power surges, and even surpasses the ordinary Seven Spirit Fairy. In the course of his challenging battles, a number of Seven Sprint Fairies were defeated in his hands.

It is quite rare to win the Seven Spirits over the Six Spirits. Especially expensive is the victory of the thunderous evil man over and over again over the Seven Spirits Immortal, the time is no different, and the fame of his Gate Pie Wan Long Wood is also booming.

And even, the entire Central American magic world began to conceal - the position of the Thunder Evil Man as the first person in the Six Spins of Modern Central America. And some of Wanlong Wood's belligerent elders were even more excited, shouting directly that the fierce Thunder Evil Man was the next Shilei, the next Phoenix Nine song slogan.

As soon as the vicious Thunder and Thunder heard about it, he replied in reply to his reproach: “Shilei is just fine, but Lord Feng Jiu is not comparable to me. Don't say that again! ”

By implication, Shi Lei can still call the board.

Immortal Monkey Wang Shilei is the Seven-Turn Immortal of the Warfare Immortal Sect. His fighting power is remarkable, but he has always been firmly pressed down by Feng Jiu Song, and he must not be turned over.

Feng Jiu song, this pervert, has been rare for thousands of years. Ten Chinese factions have been beaten by him, he can't resist, and he fears and fears.

The victory of a string of challenges fuelled the fierce thunderbolts and began to publicly call Tablet.

Naturally, the people in the Immortal War Sect were extremely angry, but the biased, irritable and direct Shi Lei was strangely silent.

In this way, instead, it increases the momentum of Wanlong Wood, feeling that Shilei faced the fierce thunderbolt evil man, no longer had the certainty to deal with it, and acted as a shrinking turtle.

Of course, those who are a little familiar with all kinds of insights will know the screaming board of the thunderous evil man, but it is only the test of Wanlong Wood against the Immortal Sect of War. The War Immortal Sect discovered the star cave sky and discovered the dream of the star immortal, and has secretly attacked the business. This big move has been implicitly perceived by the other nine factions because it takes four strokes to extract the magic powers of the Immortals.

But the secrets behind this are often known only at the level of the Magic Immortal.

So the elder disciples of Wanlong Wood, when they met Fang Zheng and the pedestrians, looked quite cheerful.

“Oh, it's the Crane Gate. ”

“Oh, what are you guys doing here? Sit down and see how your elders failed? ”

“It's useless, our Lord of the Dragonwood, must be the last winner, there's no doubt about that! ”

The magicians of Van Loong Wood, when they speak, scoff.

Competition among the top 10 ancient factions in Central America is particularly intense, and the two sides do not deal with it.

Especially since the Crane Gate has been weak for a long time, the mighty Mandragon Door Chinese have more contempt for the Crane Gate.

The disciples of the Immortal Crane Gate could not help but hold their breath, but could not refute, remaining silent and rubbing their shoulders past a group of people in Banlong Wood, eventually sitting in the arranged position.

“Shh, a bunch of pussies.” Some people don't like it.

More people laughed: “Hahaha, it's definitely the style of the Crane Gate. ”

The Immortal Crane Gate walked, his face was even more ugly.

The spectators saw this, and many doubts arose. Some people asked: "Xianhe Gate and Wanlong Wood are also the top ten ancient pies. Why is Wanlong Wood so arrogant? ”

Someone immediately replied: “Among the ten ancient factions, there are also strong and weak. The Crane Gate is weaker than Wanlong Wood, which is basically accepted. Beyond that, it's the Wanlong Wood competition magician, too powerful, the refinery magician called the fireworks faucet! ”

“What? The fireman's faucet is the magician of Wanlong Wood. Isn't he a bulk repair? ”

“Hey, hey, didn't you see the intel the Vocabulary dug up? The fireman broke the rules early in life and was swept out of the house by Wanlong Wood. This time to participate in the Manipulation Convention is to win the rank and return to Wanlong Wood! ”

“So that's it. It is said that this firefighter faucet already has the realm of refinery master! This kind of person actually needs to ask for the return to Banlong Wood. The call power of the top 10 ancient Chinese factions is huge...”

On the side of the Immortal Crane Gate, Fang Zheng and his elders are also quietly discussing.

Fang asked: "I don't know how likely it is that my elder Yan will win this contest? ”

Fang Zheng's ability to refine and refine is not good. He was not easily trained. He risked passing four exams and successfully signed up. But in the first round, it was wiped out.

Good thing in such a big contest, it's the most open one, and no one can help but watch it.

Fang Zheng is also the elder of the Immortal Crane Gate. His identity is noble. In this competition, he ate so many drinks from each other, and came to watch them in public and private to cheer for the elder.

Fang Zheng asked, and Elder Xianzhenmen, sitting beside him, frowned deeply. Alas, he sighed. “Elder Fang Zheng, you know our Elder Yan Tang, majoring in flaming lanes, the refinery is just a combination of repairs. The other fireman faucet is the main cultivator, and also repairs the flame road. That's a big difference. ”

Fang Zheng still did not understand, and asked: "Even so, according to the cultivation of Yantou elder, it should be possible to obtain the top three. ”

“Alas!” Elder Xianzhenmen shook his head and laughed, “Elder Fang Zheng, you don't understand. After the 7th round of the Manipulation Convention, the racing system was a brutal elimination of single winners. Only one magician can win the exorcism in front of you and move on to the next. ”

“What? I can't believe it!” Fang Zheng was shocked. After a few breaths, he reacted. After much frustration, his mind changed. “If his opponent was so strong, why didn't Elder Yan go to another test site? There is no ban on entrants from running around in this competition. ”

“Elder Fang Zheng, you were right to think so. After all, some retreat is a tactical victory. But unfortunately, other pilot sites are also occupied by powerful refiners. And... placing Elder Yan here is also the decision of the Senior Crane Gate.” Speaking of which, Elder Xianzhenmen deliberately lowered his voice and whispered.

Fang Zhengzheng was frightened. If he didn't understand, he would be a fool!

“It turns out that Senor Yantang has been used as an abandoned son by the Sen Hemen executives in order to test the ability of the firefighter faucet? ”

In the trance, he thought of Master Tianxue's man, once analyzed with him - the elder Yantang was isolated at the Immortal Crane Gate, so he bought you a drink and wanted to form a political alliance with you.

“Was it precisely because of isolation that he was chosen as an abandoned son… I'm afraid the elder of Yan Tang was filled with discontent. What if I was abandoned one day? ”

With this in mind, Suddenly, a painful picture of him in the blood pool, covered with blood vines, appeared in Fangzheng's mind.

Whoo!

Nightmare-like memories reappeared, and Fang couldn't help but shock and take a breath of cold air.

“What's wrong with you?” The elder next to him asked with concern.

“Nothing.” Fang reached out and wiped his forehead. In an hour, he actually had a thin cold sweat on his palm.

He dared not think too much, his heart panicked and wandered.

At this point, the voice of the same elder rang in his ear: “The contestants entered, and the competition was about to begin. ”

Fang Zheng looked up quickly and saw more than a hundred magicians. He slowly stepped in.

Fang soon discovered the elder of the Fire Hall of the Crane Gate, who had no expression on his face, but his eyes revealed indignation and helplessness.

The fireman faucet in the red robe, however, looked arrogant and swept away without disdain and disdain for the competitors around him.

“A bunch of weak chickens, I'm gonna win this one. Let's get started.” The firefighter faucet did not mean it. Haha laughed and publicly urged the cult elders to preside over it.

The surrounding refinery magicians did not dare to rebut, and were captured in the powerful power of the firemen's faucet. Even the elder of the Fire Hall at the Immortal Crane Gate squeezed his fists, his anger was silent.

“Banlong Wood must win! Must win!! ”

“The fireman's faucet will win! ”

A group of people in Banlong Wood, like chicken blood, shouted excitedly. The situation is arrogant, but the audience around them can only sit still and watch it happen.

“Damn, that's terrible!” After all, Fang is a teenager, bites his teeth in his mouth, and is angry in his heart, "he hates my lack of strength. I wish someone could show up at this time, defeat this fireman faucet, and beat the arrogance of the Banlong Wood people. ”

A figure appeared quietly, as if it should be the hope of his heart. It wasn't noticeable at first, but as he stepped onto the venue, countless glances betted on it.

Black robe.

Mask.

Five turns of magic repair...

It's Fang Yuan!

What's he doing here?

The whole scene was quiet and loud.