Reverend Insanity

Central America, Centipede Canyon.

An exciting chase is taking place on narrow mountain roads in the canyon.

“Run, run!” A little man, lying on Hung Yi's head, yelled anxiously.

“Pain, pain, pain! Don't scratch my hair.” Hongye screams.

The dwarf ignored it and a pair of his men consciously held Hung Yi's hair tight and turned his head and looked back.

“Holy shit! It's already caught up. Hurry up, or it'll eat us all.” The dwarf shouted.

“I want to hurry too...” Hung easily bites his teeth, he has done his best to move the insect. Unfortunately, his repair was too low, with only two shifts to the upper order.

Of course, it is very rare to have this repair at the age of Hongyi.

Since the Manipulation Congress, Hong Yi has also gained some small opportunities, so the practice is much faster than normal people.

But in the face of this life-and-death crisis, the second-transfer high-order cultivation, the five-revolution wild golden horn centipede that came after him, is not enough to see.

This centipede is huge and looks like a giant python. The head is horny and hard and sharp. It walks down the hillside, and hundreds of pairs of centipede step on top of each other, twisting their bodies, traveling very fast.

“It's over! It's already behind your ass.” The dwarves were frightened and almost scattered.

“Spell it!!” Hung Yi also felt that the golden horn centipede was just around the corner, and his frightened cold hair burst, helpless, only prompted the only way to kill.

This kill move happens to be a move kill move.

But Hung Yi got the time, not long ago, not many exercises.

The chances of failure and success are also half right when it comes to motivation.

To kill, at least two tricks must be combined to form. The more insects there are, the more complicated the running steps, the more difficult it is to trigger a kill move, but often the more powerful it is.

Hung Yi's move is made up of nearly ten magic tricks.

Don't compare the magician to the magician. This number is already quite high for the magician.

Killing is not that easy to train.

Sometimes motivation fails, and it hurts itself or the worm.

So, in normal times, every time Hung Yi practiced this killing technique, he was very careful.

But at this time, life and death are at a critical juncture, and he has completely ignored it.

At the same speed, there was no way to get rid of the golden horn centipede behind him, and he was absolutely dead.

The only way out is to spell it!

“Get me started, you have to succeed!” Hung Yi shouted in his heart.

Wishes are good, but facts are cruel.

Motivating killings requires dedication, some killings and even a particularly secure environment, without any interference.

Fangyuan used the killing technique, it was easy to get started, because he had 500 years of experience in previous life. Hung Yi is definitely a novice.

At this time, he was in danger. On the one hand, he had to look at the road ahead. The mountain road was full of stones, pits and depressions. He ran fast. If he fell, it would be all over.

On the other hand, the golden horn centipede behind Hung Yi is right behind it. That huge movement, always haunting the ear, the breath of death almost covered the whole body, can Hong Yi not care?

In this situation, it is still possible to remain indifferent, keep absolute calm in your mind, all through the sandbox for a long time, and live and die in disregard of the old general. Hongyi was able to reach this point later, but he is too young now.

“They're coming, they're coming!” The little man over his head screamed and looked at the horrible golden horn centipede in horror, running all the way, and the momentum gradually drew closer.

Centipede is huge and heavy, hundreds of pairs of feet tread on the ground, tiger breeze, loud mouthpiece, salivated water splash, aim at Hung Yi's back, bite down!

The dwarf screamed and closed his eyes.

He had both wings on his back, but they all broke before and could not fly at all.

On this adventure into the cave, he succeeded in stealing the five-wheeled maneuver floral condensation. But the cost of doing so is also the deep hatred of the guarded golden horn centipede. Therefore, the dwarf could not escape at all. He could only stay with Hung Yi and use his speed to prolong his asthma.

However, the unexpected pain of the dwarf did not come.

He opened his eyes and revealed an incredible look.

Somehow, Hung Yi managed to escape the bite of the golden horn centipede.

But the next moment, the golden horn centipede came up again.

Little people were startled, but they gradually understood.

Turns out, every time the golden horn centipede bites the flood easily, the subconscious will have an elevated head movement.

This motion takes its head at least eight feet off the ground, along with its half length body, off the ground. Then fall down again.

When the centipede heads up, many of its legs rise off the ground and its speed plummets.

At this time, Hong Yi is still running at the same speed.

As a result, every bite of golden horn centipede is easily escaped by the flood.

“You idiot!” The dwarf laughed, full of ecstasy for the rest of his life after the robbery.

Talent is the spirit of all things, wild trickery wisdom is extremely limited, every move follows instinct.

“I took you for a run, and you called me an idiot!” Hung Yi was dissatisfied.

“I'm not cursing you, I'm talking about this golden horn centipede, you idiot!” The dwarf roared and yelled.

Hung Yi was angry: “You are the fool. I said the centipede is asleep, don't be afraid, steal the hundred flowers condense and go, you have to howl! ”

The little man's cheeks buzzed, and the guilt in his eyes flashed away, revealing a faint look of shame on his face.

He tried to refute it openly, but the next moment he stared at his eyes and looked horrified.

Turns out, the golden horn centipede behind him has repeatedly failed to bite Hung Yi, so another way of attacking him is the golden horn on his head.

It's certainly not that it's gotten smarter.

Instead, over time, the golden horn centipede will always encounter some huge, unspoiled prey. In this case, it typically uses a golden horn on the forehead to cut the prey into pieces.

Zhangkou swallowing is the instinct of the golden horn centipede, and the golden horn on the top is also the instinct.

The golden horn centipede pounded viciously, head down, golden horn anterior protrusion, soon approached Hung Yi's... uh, ass.

There's no way, that's the height.

“Idiot, run!” The dwarf witnessed the danger, shaking and shaking, and his hair in his hands was a little unstable.

“And you called me an idiot-- oh!” Hong Yi shouted and suddenly sounded like a rooster, suddenly caught his voice. The panic, the suddenness, of course, and the heartbreak.

Golden horn has been stabbed in Hung Yi's ass.

The little man's heart is desperate, and he thinks this time it's over!

But at this point, the speed of Hung Yi increased dramatically.

He jumped right out!

Turns out, when he screams, the pain strikes, but he blesses his heart, and suddenly the killing trick is completely used.

As a result, Hongyi has emerged from danger.

“Bleeding, bleeding.” The dwarf looked behind Hung Yi and shouted in panic.

Originally, the golden horn of the centipede was inserted in Hung Yi's ass. But now Hong Yi sneaked out and split up.

It was like a dagger was pulled out of Hung Yi's ass, the wound was unobstructed, and the blood bled out naturally.

“My ass hurts! Oops, it hurts!!” At this moment, Hung Yi's mind is filled with similar strong thoughts.

He subconsciously covered his ass and covered his wound.

Then, naturally, he was distracted by the pain of the wound.

Moving tactics just started to collapse, and the speed dropped again.

But the golden horn centipede behind him is still in pursuit.

Another golden horn stabbed Hung Yi's other half of the ass.

“Oh--!” Hung Yi shouted again.

Then the same scene happened again.

The brutal attack, the sudden and severe pain, brought Hung Yi's attention to the height of the moment, again caused the killing.

He ran out again.

“Sprayed. Sprayed!” The dwarf screamed in a hurry.

I can't help it, both wounds are deep, plus Hung Yi is exercising intensely again, blood is not spraying!

Hung Yi covered his ass and rushed to chase the golden horn centipede behind him, which made it difficult for him to ride a tiger.

“Oops, that's not enough!” All of a sudden, Hung Yi's face was pale.

The true elements of the magician are already scarce and very inert. Killing tactics, meanwhile, stimulate many insects and consume a great deal. After such a long run, Hongyi has reached its limit.

When death arrived, Hung Yi was forced out of the way and had no chance of survival.

“Are we going to die? Are we going to die? Master Centipede, don't eat me, I'm so small and meaty, you eat him, you eat this fool.” The dwarf was paralyzed in Hung Yi's hair, nagging in his mouth.

At this time, Hong Yi's heart was also empty, and he had no leisure time to compare to the dwarf.

Then, just at this moment, a blade of incredible light came!

In a flash, the heavens and the earth are white and everything is silent!

The mutation didn't stop Hung Yi from running. After another run, he finally realized it was not right.

Looking back, he was shocked.

The golden horn centipede is gone, completely gone.

Gone with it, and half the Centipede Canyon!

In front of us is a huge deep ditch. Deep groove edge, smooth and flat, mirrored.

“This, what's going on?” Hung Yi couldn't help but believe it.

“Together, a sword light…” The dwarf has been scared silly.

East coast of Central America.

The waves swept and swept. Cold air overflows and covers all sides.

“Kids, we're here. This is Xuan Iceland, where the Gate of the Frost Pavilion is stationed, and where you will live in the future and change your destiny.” The leading magician, pointing his finger at the distant Iceland, introduced with pride.

The teenagers raised their faces and looked at the past.

Some eyes sparkle and others are exhilarating.

Fei Frost Pavilion, although there is no magic fairy sitting in town, is not a superpower. But within thousands of miles of this circle, the only thing comparable to the Toad King is the five virtues.

Not long ago, the second contest of the Central American Manipulation Congress was one of the venues of the Fei Frost Pavilion.

This report also adds to the prestige of the Frost Pavilion.

“This time, the good seedlings are probably the highest-qualified batch in 10 years. This is the future of the Gateway. Cultivate it well. It will definitely strengthen the Gateway.” The leading magician looked at the children and was very heartfelt.

The leader of the magician spoke out loudly: "Children, you are lucky to be disciples of the Frost Pavilion. Now let me tell you something...”

Brush!

At this point, the sword flashed, causing people to look at each other and close their eyes unconsciously.

When they opened their eyes, all stood still, their mouths wide open, motionless, a statue of stone like an exaggerated expression.

The magnificent Black Iceland has flew without wings, growing huge gullies together, overwhelming the horizons.

Even the sea is split open!

In a hollow area of five or six miles above the sea, the remnants of the swordwalk trail dominated the area, isolating the watercourse trail so that no seawater on either side could be poured into it.

One time, form a strange and superior wonder!

Heavenly Heaven.

The master of the prison tower stood trembling under the prison tower with a cane in his hand.

On the other hand, he pinched his destiny trick, and the withered old hand slowly touched his destiny trick.

This time, the restoration of fate succeeded greatly, and the Heavenly Tower Master's heart was filled with excitement and joy.

And the three men, who were restored with him, and purified nine lifetimes, all left the heavens and went down.

Almost all of the magic fairies in heaven use the sleep extension method. It's easy to wake up once, naturally you have to fight for seconds, go down to your own doorstep, take care of some personal matters, take care of the doorstep or blood descendants.

Tiantian dominates the top ten ancient schools in Central America, but at the same time, most of Tiantian's magicians are drawn from the top ten ancient schools in Central Africa.

If we look at the structure of the Gates, the heavens are equivalent to the lords, and the ten ancient factions are equivalent to the next.

Not all magic fairies have the opportunity to enter the heavens.

There is an important standard for entering the heavens, in addition to the genre's depth and strength, which requires at least eight turns to be repaired.

That's the value!

Heavenly Heaven.

What is Heaven?

The star fairy lord had made it clear three million years ago that...

Respond to the will of God and take the side of the sky!

“For this restoration, fate can be restored by 50%. With the prison tower, more escapees can be found. Eradicating these people is more likely to help restore fate. Everything will go into a virtuous circle, so that the heavenly garden will revive its former glory! ”

The master of the prison tower is in full swing. He is about to lift his feet before entering the prison tower.

Boom!

A blade of light, like a thunderbolt, flew in. Then he crossed the prison tower with a thunderbolt that was too fast to cover his ears.

The tower advocates a large mouth, and the pupils shrink to needle tip size.

He was so rigid that he witnessed a small slice of the upper half of the prison tower, tilted slowly, and then slammed down on the white jade masonry.

“Jail Tower!!” After being stunned, the master of the prison tower shouted.

PS: This chapter is 4,000 words, two more today, including making up for the 800 month ticket plus more owed yesterday. Just looked at the monthly ticket, breaking 900, so tomorrow is two more. Thank you for your support! This big roll is officially at the end and the climax is upon us!