Reverend Insanity

Fang Yuan was not angry when he heard that the Witch of Heaven had recruited herself so forcefully and hegefully.

Instead, he had some joy.

The shark demons, the Subaimans, worked so hard to attack Yulufudi, to see what was to be achieved, and were forced by the burning witches. It was pathetic.

Sharkticon and Subaiman paid so much this time, the vast majority of their families lost their money.

This time, the burnt witch took the peach, which is called wounding the bones, and the blood is not homeless.

Five hundred years ago, shark demons, Subliman crashes, shark seas are invaded by others, maybe that's the relationship?

But the source is not averse, the act of burning the Witch. I have no sympathy for what happened to the shark demon, Subaiman.

Fang Yuanxing would probably go even further if there was a magic trick to burn the sky witch.

Big fish eat small fish, which in itself is the norm in the practice world, naked, bloody, cold and cruel.

But in fact, older, more experienced people will understand —— this is the norm that can cover every corner of nature.

This is true even before the crossing of the earth's human society.

There are too many situations involving interests, fellow fuckers, brothers against each other.

Just put on an extra piece of skin and look crowned. In fact, there are people everywhere who have a superficial appearance and an unscrupulous back.

But this is not a fault.

Survival and reproduction are the nature of any life.

Just burning the Witch of Heaven into this hand, adding huge variables to the original plan of Fangyuan.

“The Sister of the Heavenly Witch is tall and clever, a hundred times harder to deal with than Sharkticon and Subman. But her family is so big, she might be able to help me refine the stars and read fairy tricks? Another benefit: approaching her seemed to give me a better chance of returning to the North Plains' deadlock, going deeper into the ditch and acquiring the treasure. ”

A breathing time, the source has been clearly considered.

As soon as the voice of Heavenly Witch fell, Fangyuan swung his hand and laughed bitterly: “Lord Heavenly Witch is dead, I dare not to refuse. I'm just having a hard time. Just now and Master Shark also mentioned that in order to crack the last level of battlefield killing, it is necessary to refine a six-transfer fairy trick. ”

Sharkticon snorted cold.

The speed at which Fangyuan is investing is a little too fast.

Subaiman is even more obscene: look at this elephant's style on a weekday basis, his morality on the shore, he doesn't want to be a cartilage, he bows his knees, his style is exhausted, and he doesn't have a little bit of manipulation!

Fangyuan doesn't care what they think, they're out. Instead, join the source halfway, and stay.

Seeing Fangyuan's straight-cut eyes, the Witch burned her chin and revealed a deep smile: “Do you want to refine the magic trick... hehe, this is very good. I'll fund you! ”

North Plains, Fall Valley.

Another fierce and shocking battle slowly came to an end.

As a falling valley on the battlefield, a mess of rubble, like an earthquake, was ravaged by a hurricane.

A line of magic fairies from Central America, the wounds vary. At this moment, focus your eyes on the front, Feng Jiu Song.

Worship, recklessness, suspicion, profound, aggravated, complex emotions.

“Phoenix has won again! ”

“His opponent, Qin Baisheng, even though he was tough, could hardly resist the frivolous offense of Feng Jiu Song. ”

“This is the seventh consecutive victory. Qin Baisheng was completely depressed by Feng Jiu Song. ”

“The Battle of Hundred Days, a hundred days, has finally seen the end. ”

“To be honest, Qin Baisheng is extremely powerful, but unfortunately he encountered a more winning Feng Jiu song! ”

Counting the time, counting from a Chinese walker to the Valley of Fallen, and launching an offensive, the result was the stubborn defense of Shadow Sect Qin Baisheng and others, more than three months have passed.

Battle of the Hundreds!

This is the real Hundred Days War.

Normally, magic fairies are engaged for so little time.

Again, the scale covers more than a dozen magicians in Central America and North Plains, all of whom are elite experts. It can be said that there has been no such fierce war in the entire five domains for thousands of years.

If it were to be made public, it would surely cause a great deal of noise, turbulent winds and clouds and innumerable attention.

But unfortunately, neither the secret investigation of the Chinese magician nor the unseen film sect are willing to speak out.

So this war, which was supposed to vibrate the Five Realms, went silently and silently throughout.

There is unanimous tacit agreement between the warring parties on this point.

Since the Battle of Hundred Days, key figures have been on Feng Jiu Song and Qin Baisheng.

At first, the two were tied up and the scene stalled. Occupy the land, carried out the battlefield killing hundreds of millions of massacre fields Qin Baisheng, a little more victory.

Later, however, the stronger Feng Jiu Song was, the more talented he showed.

Both sides gradually leveled, and then Phoenix expanded their strengths little by little.

Ultimately, and just in recent days, Feng Jiu Song finally defeated Qin Baisheng after a long and intense battle.

Defeat once or twice, it's nothing. However, seven consecutive games are sufficient to prove that Feng Jiu is firmly in the upper hand.

Movie Sects, slowly retreat to the deepest depths of the Valley.

“Poor Komo chasing.” Feng Jiu was proud to stand in front of him, watching the enemy hid in the valley, and his tone was calm.

He was gloomy, had more than ten traumas on his body, and had bloody marks on his mouth and eyebrows.

The original magical smell is also weak to low.

But all of this, it's hard to hide his radiant gaze.

Every time he fought with Qin Baisheng, he was extremely tough and dangerous. But it was so tough, like a grinding stone, that it made the beautiful jade of Phoenix more crystal clear.

Phoenix has rarely had a chance to fight so hard since joining Linzhai.

Ramadan Lingyuan is one of the top 10 ancient factions in Central America. Feng Jiu is a highly weighted and prestigious singer. No one will miss looking for him.

Such a hundred-day battle, other magicians will feel pain and hardship, but Feng Jiu Song feels a long defiant passion.

It made him feel like he was back in the wonderful life of magic.

However, there is still a slight regret in his heart.

“Demons… go to war with all their might… Unfortunately, these passionate years will never return. ”

Feng Jiu song nowadays, there is already a family man, can not take risks easily. Plus these magic fairies behind you, from the other nine ancient factions, are unpredictable. Once Feng Jiu really killed into serious injuries, how did they react, it's hard to say.

The beloved wife Bai Qingqing ordered before her arrival, Feng Jiu Song remembered her mind.

After all, Feng Jiu Song killed the Quartet in that year, beating all 10 ancient factions in Central Africa to death. After joining Spiritual Ramadan, the rest of the ancient factions have long been stuck dead in the wind, with no turning back.

The rest of the fairies did not disobey Feng Jiu's words.

After the Battle of Hundred Days, the prestige of Feng Jiu Song has been deeply imprinted in the hearts and minds of Chinese travelers.

Cough, cough.

Qin Baisheng retreated into the valley and coughed continuously.

His face was white as paper, and every time he coughed, he took a breath of blood.

“Your wounds are getting worse!” Hold on to his Jiang Yiu fairy, full of sadness, eyebrows locked tight.

“Phoenix is despicable!” The wolf who lost his arm shouted with disgrace, "he clearly spoke one-on-one with Lord Qin Baisheng, but in fact, he fought more people, made a border fight, threatened our defense, and forced Lord Qin Baisheng to distract himself from prevention. If not, Lord Qin, how can you lose in a row? ”

Qin Baisheng said positively: “Needless to say, Cheng Wang loses, defeat is defeat, there is no need to find any reason. ”

“This Feng Jiu song is truly stunning and brilliant, relying on his talent to create a song track killing trick, all the way to this point. Even as an enemy, I admire it. Relying on his own strengths, careful calculations, building strengths, is the way to fight. If he doesn't, I look down on him instead. ”

Speaking of which, Qin Baisheng coughed twice again and spit out a large beach of warm blood.

He gasped weakly and slowly swept around.

The Battle of the Hundred Days, beside him, there are only five people left to return to the wind, the Wolf, Kang Yu, Black City, and the Mysterious Black Robe Immortal.

Cedar seeds originally existed, but unfortunately they were cut off by Fang Yuan when attacking Langfudi.

After retreating from Langfudi, two more Maoists were added. Both were killed in the Battle of Hundred Days by the Zhongzhou Magic Immortals.

However, the losses are more severe with the Chinese magic fairy.

The old arithmetic of the Ancient Soul Gate, Spiritual Butterfly Valley, and the two Magic Immortals of the War Immortal Sect, are all meteorized.

How is it possible to take advantage of Qin Baisheng?

Even the top ten ancient factions in Central Africa are going to lose a lot.

Only thus far, the most critical core figure, Qin Baisheng, the middle-class pillar, has been hurt hard to return to, and the land interests of Fallen Pool Valley have been gradually offset. The remaining five magicians know perfectly well - the end of the Hundred Days War is doomed, and they will be the losing party!

Qin Baisheng was strong in his spirit: “Although we defeated, we did not lose the big picture. Feng Jiu Song's side, not a piece of iron bucket, can't fight me with all my heart, I successfully delayed the time. After the last night, the gentle magic of the valley will be complete. Tomorrow, the five of you will break out, and I will stall this group of people in Central America. ”

“Lord Qin Baisheng!” The people were shocked.

Qin Baisheng chose to do so, no doubt seeking his own death.

It's hard to understand.

Think about it. If you go back to the wind, Black City, or any of the wolves, you will only take care of yourself if you die. Where would you save someone?

Or is it a trap?

Backwind, Black City, He Wolf's dark mind kept spreading, and his obscure eyes swept at the other three.

Qin Baisheng, Jiang Yu, Mysterious Black Robe Immortal, are the true core of the film sect. And the three of them, they're all foreign aid.

An unspeakable silence.

Everyone walked to the resting place.

“That's it. Hurry up and rest. Tomorrow's breakthrough will depend on your performance.” Qin Baisheng waved weakly, waving the crowd apart.

Black City, Huizhou and He Werewolf are in a heavy mood, and their eyes are uncertain.

The three men came together at the same time and decided to take a break from the group tonight, in case the three men sold themselves.

As a result, in the middle of the night, the three men were suddenly summoned by Qin Baisheng summons.