Reverend Insanity

Langfudi, the capital of the Black Hair Country.

The crowd was overwhelmed, and a national contest had reached the final level.

On the battlefield, the last two magicians are battling hard for the final throne of victory.

The surrounding Maoists almost backed one of them upside down.

Because the other one is just right on the Ancient Moon.

He is a pure ethnic magician and certainly does not have the support of the Maoists.

Even the Dark Hairy King who watched the battle on the high ground frowned. He did not want the first national battle, the final winner of the decision, to be a manipulator of the people. Doesn't that make the other two countries laugh off their teeth? More likely, the black-haired people are depressed, making it easy for a national magician to become famous.

If the party wins, it is no different than seriously undermining the political interests of the Black Maoist State. So the Dark Hair Lord had already arranged it well in advance and had done so in this battle.

“Finally.” The heart of the Dark Maoist Nation is full of joy and glitter in its eyes.

On the battlefield, Fangzheng felt dizzy and almost fell down.

“What's going on?!” Square shocked while subconsciously pushing your hands together.

Hurrah, the waves, born of the sky, leaned towards his opponent.

Fighting the right hand is a Mao Min Wuzhang flaming magician.

Fang suddenly erupted and scared the Mao people. He immediately chose to jump into the air and avoid the sweep of the waves.

Under his plush feet, he stepped on two bunches of lantern-like flames, allowing him to hang for a while.

But because of that, he lost his best chance to strike right.

Fang is slowing down, still feeling very dizzy and in a bad condition, but he has experienced many setbacks and grinding. At this moment, his face has converged and his face remains unchanged, nothing is wrong from the outside.

The waves came fast and went fast, and Mao Min Wuzhang Master quickly fell out of the air.

He is not a master of flight, and this state of standing in the air makes him the best target.

Just avoiding the waves is also a last resort. Blossoms will be remedied immediately.

Reconfrontation between the two sides.

“Fang Zheng, you have been implicated. Somehow, your soul was hidden away from a maniac.” The sense of origin reveals the truth.

“How did this happen?” Fang Zheng's heart was frightened and angry.

Fangyuan will sigh: “This soul trickster also has a hidden connection with the dark hairy lord in Gaodai. Looks like he reckoned with you. ”

“Shit! Hate!” Square fist squeezed tight, at this moment, the colour of resentment finally appeared.

“What's going on?” Fang Zheng's opponent looked at Yan Guangtong and suddenly saw Fang Zhengtong change. He thought he was going to enlarge his moves and hurry to guard himself.

Fangyuan will sneer: “Now do you believe? I've already told you that the high echelons of the Black Hairy Nation will not allow you to win. This battle has always been a tool of the ruler, and although it is ostensibly fair, it is expected to be fair, and that is foolishness. ”

“You're right!” Fang is biting his teeth off, his eyes staring, like he's spraying fire, "but I'm going to win even more! ”

“Oh, this heart is still young, my stupid brother.” Fangyuan willed each other at this moment, watching the fire, laughing in secret.

In fact, the best response is to intentionally lose to the opponent and become second.

In this way, you won't be tired and the black-haired top is happy to accept it. As a result, not only do the black Maoists appear to be born, but the country's lords tolerate a great deal, promoting talent regardless of origin, even ethnic magicians can accept it.

But the party is determined to take first place, not only to make it difficult for itself, but also to make other Maoists hostile.

One, two, what's the difference?

Is it really so important that a moment of high and low victory and loss is not a crucial turning point in life?

But Fang Yuan will also enjoy it.

He is deeply prejudiced. Only by constant external pressure can he and the will of the source be kept together, his ears wet and his dive silenced.

Now the right choice, the hindrances will be enormous, and the other source's tutoring program will be very beneficial.

Therefore, the will of Fang Yuan decides to work hard to achieve Fang's right aspirations.

“I'm just a will," he said. "You can only find a way to get rid of this soul worm after the war. Now that your soul is hurt, you can no longer swallow the toad. After all, managing the battle of Tunjiang Toad will cost you a great deal of effort. Despite the loss of this Ace trick, you still have hope of winning. Next, you have to listen to my point! ”

Fang was grumbling. Although it was very unpleasant, in the current situation, only the will of Fang Yuan could be defaulted.

Square may not feel itself.

After all these days, he is indeed changing.

When Fangyuan emerged from the Valley of Drop, he happened to receive a return of his will.

After careful examination, no problems were detected, which allowed this will to flow into your mind.

In his mind, countless thoughts swept through the tide, wrapping this legion of will and communicating closely with each other.

In just a moment, the convenient source will be informed about Fang Zheng's recent situation.

“Oh? He has beaten his opponent at the fingertips of my will to get first? ”

“Mixed up in the wind. ”

“But in this way, the face of the black-haired nation falls. Ha ha, interesting. Winning big is more than losing, and the days ahead are not good. ”

“But that's good for my next lesson, isn't it? ”

“Besides, I have a backhand in the city, and it's brewing. ”

When the source learns about the situation, it once again condenses its own will, which is large and several times larger than the will it had previously returned.

To teach the source, you have to think, so that the will is constantly consumed. It must be supplemented from time to time by sources.

Immediately, Fangyuan fingers a little, and a few more five-spinner worms flew out to protect this huge will. Then they flew towards the dark fur continent underground.

When it flew over the Dark Hair continent, the will was divided into two strands.

One flies toward Blackfur King, the other toward Iron Wire City.

The owner of the City of Iron Wire is the Maoist who has been blessed by Fang Zheng. Fangyuan will sneak into her head quietly.

It's still easy for a magician to trick a magician.

The lady city owner ambushed the case file, carefully governed the affairs of the city, she did not feel the will of the square source at all, nor did she perceive her belly, so slightly raised.

“Dark hands have been laid.” Nine rollers high, on the cloud cover of the mainland, Fang Yuan smiled softly and slowly retracted his gaze.

This sense of manipulation of mortal fate is indeed fairy weather.

At the end of the day, the power of the Magic Fairy is much more than that of a human being.

“The correct tuning has already yielded some modest results and is going well. However, the Blood Fairy Manipulation has not yet been calculated. ”

“The problem is still that, the wisdom trick. ”

At this time, a few days have passed since Fangyuan went to the Immortal Tip to store flowing fruit.

The more the source feels, there is no trouble with the intelligent halo.

But the problem of immortality is also being resolved.

Fang is derived from the creation of his own soul path, which is far from comparable to cinematography. But he still figured out a solution - adding to his soul!

It's not a strain.

If his soul is cultivated to such an astonishing degree that it becomes the body of a demonic ghost, then it is no good to have any more spiritual calculations on the flesh.

Of course, there is a super distant distance to the extent that the source becomes the body of the ghost of the demon. But Fang Yuan's immobile flesh, too, is just a shadowy passage, he is only a soul splitter, and cannot speak the same day as the main means.

Therefore, Fangyuan these days, not only to run fairy tricks, but also to point to the Mao people to fight fairy battles, earn a large amount of doorman contributions, and also arrange daily time to enter the Valley of Drop to quench soul, then out of the valley to heal the wound gain with boldness.

Mountain of the Spirit and the Valley of the Fallen are the two great spiritual sanctuaries celebrated by the Ghost Demon.

Though less than ten days old, the soul of the source is a thousand miles a day and has accumulated quite thick.

At this time, however, Fang Yuan is still not confident, to try and try the possible trap in the immortal flesh.

Another day later, Fang Yuan emerged from the Valley of Drop and saw a worm of faith flying towards him.

Fang Yuan took a look, and it was Luang Diling who summoned him to discuss important matters.

Fangyuan suddenly rejoiced and his heart came. In fact, he has been waiting in the dark these days for the reaction of Lung Di Ling.

When he started, shortly afterwards, he changed again into the source of the Maoist image, and came to the first Yuncheng.

Lang Diling greeted him: "Here you are. Sit down. ”

Fang Yuan just sat down and listened to Lang Di Ling: “I've been thinking about your suggestion for a few days, and it's even reasonable. But choosing a ditch is not appropriate. You may not know very well that the trench dragon snake is now mixed up and much more lively than ever before. A large number of Kitahara magic fairies, involved in the right path, magic, and scattering, all appeared there. ”

Fang Yuan revealed a somewhat astonishing expression, knowingly asking: “Why is this? ”

“As a result of the Battle of Mount Yitian, all frontiers became empty shells. The North Plains deadlock also suddenly vanished into hiding, causing much suspicion and probing. The members of the Alliance were almost dead, and the magicians and forces of the Trial became bolder and bolder when they saw no response from each other. Not only have all the resources of the North Plains' stalemate been appropriated, but they have also invaded the trenches. That was the last territory of the impasse. It has been rumored that some righteous wisdom magician deduced that the Yin Liu Giant City, the main battalion of the North Plains Zodiac Alliance, was sinking directly into the trenches and disappeared.” Rumbling replied.

“So that's it.” Fang Yuan suddenly colored, "In that case, the trench is a dangerous place, and it seems that my previous recommendations will not be implemented. ”

To put it this way, Fangyuan's mind conceived: “It seems that, although the film sect deliberately sacrificed its deadlock, it did not leave behind some of its backers. A case in point is the sinking of a cloudy mega-city into a ditch. By the means of the Shadow Sect, since it can sink the Yin Liu Giant City into the trenches, I'm afraid it will also be hidden very secretly. If the Hokuhara fairies are to find it, it must be very difficult, or even ineffective, to return. ”

Lang Diling continued: “The situation in the ditch is too complicated for us to intervene. But your suggestion is good, and I intend to adopt it, and it is one of the ten most heinous places that has been set so far. ”

Speaking, Langley pointed her finger at a corner of the map.

Fangyuan took a look and saw only the furry fingers of the moonlit land in the lower right corner of the North Plains.

In the southeast of the superpower Guan family, in the northwest of the Golden family Liu family.

Fangyuan saw the color of God unchanged, and his heart was delighted: “Here it is. ”

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