Reverend Insanity

Star Bliss.

The fog, the venomous blood vaporization, has corroded and destroyed all three layers of maneuvers, and the surrounding surface has been turned into a shallow muddy swamp.

Fang Yuan's face is full of solemn colors.

“Next, the most difficult fairy land to handle. ”

He took out a piece of fairy material and took it in his hand.

This magic material is very peculiar and consists of mud and gas. The mud is spontaneously bound together.

It has a pale green air on it, and black dirt on it.

Qi Qi is above nine days of weather. There is a thick pneumatic wall nine days away. In order to enter the nine days of exploration, the Magic Immortal often has to break through the gas wall.

Dark mud, on the other hand, is a concentrated concentrate of air beneath the earth.

The two gases of the heavens and the earth are difficult to coexist in themselves, but at this moment in time there is a harmonious reunification between the two in the polar sky. Not only do they coexist peacefully, but they are constantly transforming each other. There is constant black mud to gas, and there is constant black mud to gas.

Fangyuan's palms swayed for a moment. The earth was rapidly cloudy, and the black mud was confused, forming a cloud of grey fog.

Without shaking, after more than a dozen breaths, the black mud will settle and the air will rise. The miracle of black and white distinction and micro-circulation with each other emerged.

“Dealing with this fairy is the most troublesome thing. Normal refinery kills can't be handled perfectly. Only the four most powerful fairy ways to handle fairies - tranquil python, snowflake, muddled thunder drums, wind mill - can be killed overnight. Unfortunately, I don't have any of these four killing moves. The only way to deal with the earth is to work hard and work hard. ”

Fang Yuan thought flashed, his foot slipped, male torso pulled out, gently jumped, the whole person jumped into the tortoise shell, poisonous blood.

So-so!

Square illuminates sharp nails, cutting the wounds on each of the six weird arms. Stick out the wound in your chest, back, etc.

Blood refining and killing - Blood silk swimming.

From these wounds, a trace of blood swims out.

Soon the blood bled into the dark purple poisonous blood, spinning the poisonous blood in the large pot of turtle shells, as if it had been drawn, and began to drill through the wounds of the square source.

Heavy pain came, the source snorted.

Immortal stiffness is painless. Square energy can feel pain. Naturally, it uses tricks. He needs to understand the extent to which fairies are handled by perceiving pain.

The blood of the square source and the poisonous blood in the large pot of turtle shell, constantly confluence, form circulation, enter and exit the square source body constantly.

Once this process has stabilized, the source will be taken out of the polar sky and swallowed.

And he grunted, and swallowed the heavens of the earth.

This is the original, creepy gateway to bloodshed in his previous life. He called it the flesh-blood refining.

The polar sky entered his body and was constantly brushed by blood, slightly dissolved in the blood.

These blood flows out of the body through the wounds all over the source and into a large pot of turtle shells and sinks into the bottom of the pot.

Meanwhile, other poisonous blood in the large pot flows through the wounds into the body of the source, and then flushes the earth.

In such a cycle, the polar sky shrinks at a very slow rate.

On a hilltop in the Zhenyang Mountains, the wind swept in and blew the drums.

Mao Min suddenly reached out to Xianyu.

In the direction of his fingers, five or six tornadoes started slowly closing in. Approaching a certain point, it suddenly merged into one, forming a huge tornado, whistling and spinning.

Yuki flipped his hands and took out a stone bead like a fairy. Flip your fingers and shoot this stone bead into a giant tornado.

This stone bead, though small, is very eye-catching. But when it hit the tornado, it made a noisy noise.

The whistling sound of the tornado has diminished considerably and has not turned quickly. It feels like a strong man eating and holding up.

Over time, however, the faster the tornado spins, the faster it “digests” the beads.

After half a incense, the tornado completely digested the beads, and the entire column was dyed black and white and black.

“Polar beads?” As soon as Bento saw this place, suddenly the light flashed and he came out.

Yu Mu was a bit of an accident, not stingy. “Well, your boy knows a lot about it. To deal with polar beads, it is not possible to rely on the little tornado just now. Only a big tornado can stand it. ”

Ben had an extra vibration of heart.

The polar sky is already extremely difficult to handle. Ben knew that even if he did his best, it would take several years to slowly corrode a group of polar heavens for refining manipulation.

He is a magician who deals with fairies, usually for a long time in years.

And the polar beads?

is a large number of polar heavens, squeezing each other, gradually agglomerating with exquisite beads. A bead, at least a hundred parts of the polar sky.

Polar beads are the hardest and most difficult to handle. Even magic fairies take months, a year or two to consume a bead.

But Master Yuki handled a polar bead in such a short amount of time?

When Ben suddenly thought of something, his voice trembled: “Master Yu, do you use this refinery to kill even the legendary wind mill? I think so. Only the four legendary fairy-grade refinery kills can handle fairies to this extent! ”

“Nice, just the windmill.” Yumu replied silly.

Ben had an extra glance. This is one of the best ways to deal with fairies. Even if he is not a fairy trick, he can't master the fairy way to kill. At this time, my heart is filled with envy, and I fantasize about the day ahead, when I can handle fairies perfectly with the wind mill. That would be wonderful!

The polar beads were handled, and Yuzu started throwing Xian Yuanshi into the countless tornadoes in front of him.

A Immortal Stone was thrown into a tornado column. Immortal stones are not as hard as polar pearls, and they are cut into powder by the wind blades, flashing a gleaming green light.

At this time, the heavens and the earth were sympathetic, the nearby mountains began to vibrate slightly, and the sky was full of clouds and thunderbolts.

“What's going on?” Ben was overwhelmed and looked up and found himself on this hill, surrounded by a ray of light.

These lights, naturally, are traces of the road.

Some are red flamethrows and some are blue waterways, most of which are debilitated. There are more traces of dirt and wood roads, which are relatively complete. But more is a silver-lined trace.

It's a roadblock!

These traces are dense and numb, but not evenly arranged. Some are intertwined and overlapping and appear to be more dense. Some sparse pull, sparse.

Once again, Ben discovered that the place where Yuzu stupidly chose to refine his trick was the place with the highest concentration of traces of the tunnel.

“This hill looks ordinary. It turns out to be something extraordinary. Will Master Yu choose this place to refine! Strange, the average Yamakawa definitely doesn't have so many trail marks.” The more Ben discovers, the more doubt he has in his mind.

His mind became more depressed, because the mountains were more vibrating and the clouds in the sky were thicker.

The wind and storm are coming, the great disaster is coming!

Even those tornado columns are like flags, miniature.

Yumu was stupid but high above his head, haha laughed, laughing with confidence and luxury.

His refining of the fairy trick came to this moment, and he finally reached the most critical step.

“Come on.” Suddenly he fingered heaven, fingering.

In the sky, all of a sudden, the electric light flashes like water, and a giant python like a dragon converges.

Thunderbolt is yang, python is yin. The giant python made up of thunder, containing yin and yang, eliminated the thunder storm, but appeared gentle.

It's a tranquil python!

One of the four great Refinery Fairy Kills!

On the ground, countless tornado columns converge, quickly forming the only giant tornado columns.

The wind column is high and almost connected to the ground. Sleeping python slowly swims up and down, wrapping around giant wind columns.

Electric light is not bright at all, and the process of Python winding the columns reveals an unspeakable and exciting aesthetic.

At this point, the heavens and the earth suddenly rose.

A very strong sense of crisis filled Benedict's mind.

“Master Yu, what's going on? Why is this, like, documenting a martial arts fairy going on a hijacking?” One more scream from Ben.

“Ah, you got it. It's a little trouble.” The leftovers are dumb and faint.

“Little trouble?!” Ben had one more stare and his tongue was dry.

Star Bliss.

Fang Yuan was covered in wounds, his face was sore and twisted. Eight weird arms were inserted into the poisonous blood, his fangs were outside, his eyes were red and he gasped like a cow.

It took him three days and three nights, and he finally got rid of the earthquake and completely blended into the poisonous blood.

The poisonous blood was full of pots, but now less than half is left.

“The toughest step has been taken, Di Ling, throwing in all those prisoners.” Fang Yuan roared.

The star Earth Spirit hastily promised.

At one time, a large number of creatures, such as cowhorses and dogs, were thrown into poisonous blood.

Screaming, screaming, roaring.

The poisonous blood is extremely thick, as if it were a swamp, and when these creatures are thrown in, they struggle as hard as they can, but only sink faster.

Their blood, their flesh, their bones, are dissolved and differentiated.

Soon, the toxic blood level in the turtle shell pan began to rise slowly.

“Not enough, not enough.” Fangyuan shouted in haste, and the red eyes showed excitement and cruelty.

There is no good or evil in the earth but stubbornness and loyalty.

Stars and earth spirits have begun to throw themselves into huge numbers of Inhumans. These Inhumans have Mao people, stone people, snowmen, inkmen, eggs, feathermen, hawks...

The poisonous blood level rose rapidly, the source's face was still unsatisfied. He pinched the time in his heart and still shouted: “More, more. ”

So the human prisoner he had specially prepared was thrown into a large pot.

“Ah, spare me! ”

“It hurts, it hurts! ”

“I won't let you go as a ghost!! ”

Fang Yuan was indifferent, just following the progress of the refinement. A trickster teacher happened to be thrown at him, struggling to lust.

Fang Yuan lifted his feet and stepped the elderly into the depths of poisonous blood. The elderly struggled a few times. Finally, only one hand of the elderly was left on the surface of poisonous blood. His fingers snagged and he grabbed to the sky, as if it were a strong curse and complaint by the weak against the heavens and the earth, against destiny, against the other source.

Fangyuan Gaga laughed. For a limited time, the toxic blood level finally returned to its original state and was even with the edge of the tortoise shell.

He began to throw a large amount of Immortal Stone into the venomous blood.

One hundred, two hundred... no hesitation.

Countless unjust souls swept over the poisonous blood, the fog rolled and the poisonous blood slowly dropped again.

Until seven days later, the venom finally dropped to the bottom. There is only so much poisonous blood left in the entire tortoise shell that the ankle of the source cannot be covered.

Fang Yuan slowly leaned over and picked up a trick from the most poisonous blood.

Shapeshifting magic, here it is!

Central America, Zhenyang Mountains.

Bento sat paralyzed on the floor and muttered: “Finally survived the disaster...”

The hills have collapsed by half and become as wretched as the battlefield.

Both the tornado columns and the sleeping python have disappeared.

Heavy rain poured down, pouring more chicken into the broth.

The stupidity of the sesame wood will be refined into a magic trick, and it will come into your arms. Then he threw down a faithful worm and left it to Ben.

“Kid, this is my refinery heirloom, left to you. You can learn natural magic, but if you don't become a magic fairy, you must not use this method to refine magic. 'Cause it's gonna be a disaster. ”

Yuki stupidly said that and walked away in vain.

Benedict shuddered, kneeling quickly, his eyes shouted, "Master, don't worry, I will not fail this legacy! ”