Reverend Insanity

Say it late, then fast.

A shadow like a hill, hitting Joe Winter.

In that instant, Joe Dong couldn't move. He had to yell, "Elder Liu, help me! ”

Liu turned around and appeared in front of Qiao Dong, shining white light, lighting up all the shadows.

“Black Tiesheng, you can't move Joe Dong without me here.” Liu turned to look at the person and showed strong hostility.

The fairies were agitated.

It doesn't matter if it's a dragon hawk or a honking hawk.

The important thing is that the Black Fairy finally shows up!

Seven or eight of them stood in front of the fairies.

Black Iron Sheng glanced around and then stopped looking at Liu and smiled coldly. “Really? ”

Liu turned around and looked at him with a shock.

Behind him, Joe Winter, though still standing and floating in the air, his face was stuck, all frightened, with no chance of survival, and he was already dead.

“Xiandao kills the ghost of life!” Liu turned to shout first, and a rage burst into his heart, but soon the anger disappeared, leaving a faint sense of sadness and admiration.

He and Black Tiesheng are old opponents, they can't fight each other a hundred times in their lives. He knew in his heart that this life-threatening shadow, though powerful, could not be moved lightly, and that there was a huge price to be paid for every time it was triggered.

Liu has never seen him turn around. When the Black Tiesheng first started fighting, he made a card like this.

From this point of view, Liu turned immediately to understand: he fought with his old opponent for most of his life. He was already willing to die, holding the thought of killing one more to earn one.

Black Iron Sheng killed Joe Dong, and suddenly gave him a big boost of black Immortality behind him.

The Black Iron One Hundred fighters, take advantage of this opportunity to immediately mobilize the means.

One time, the ringing eagle formed a group, and the position was well established. Each Negro Immortal occupies one side, attacking each other.

With the redeployment of the Magic Immortal, the second line of defense immediately solidifies and the thorny level rises in a straight line.

This can irritate the many magic fairies that besiege the black family.

Get in the way of money, like killing parents!

This revenge has reached the sky, not to mention the weakness of the black family, the only immortal house black prison has disappeared, the only one who is constrained is Qingcheng. Now the big picture is set, the Black Fairy is just a dying struggle.

“I'll meet you!” Cold skins pour on first.

He stretched out his hand and the infinite wave came out of the sky, sweeping past the black iron raw.

The waves flew halfway into the air, forming glaciers, and the temperature dropped sharply for a moment.

“Careful, it's a water-cold sign - Liquid River!” A nigger six-turner fairy shouted.

Black iron smiled softly, and he had hatred for the cold skins, so he was not surprised that the cold skins attacked him.

“How dare you?" ”The black iron blossoms with its eyes and its body is still intact, just looking.

Rapidly dyeing a layer of black water on the White Frost River, it collapsed after several breaths.

The water snorted and suddenly spit blood and fell from the air.

“It's not a good idea for a bunch of enemies to rush to kill.” A figure suddenly emerges from behind the black iron brain.

Heran is the yellow ground!

This is the Seven-Turn Magic Fairy, contact other demons, enter Iron Eagle Blvd first, and lose the advantage of the way ahead.

He earned a pot full of pots, cheap at this moment, suddenly to strike, to cut off the black iron raw head!

Black Iron Sheng did not move, nor did she turn her head, just waving her big sleeve backwards.

Suddenly the darkness of the tide swept up the yellow fields and flew far away.

Yellow land struggled easily out of the black tide and was full of amazement. All seven of his tricks were sprayed with black blood, his head was not turned back, he fell into the ground and disappeared.

“District rat, you still want to fly?” Black iron smiles, looks around, drinks, "who's next? ”

Nobody's coming.

Black iron has an amazing fighting power. It also needs to be raised more than the water cold and others.

And the fairies have seen that this man's heart is dying, his will is strong, and he has never moved forward. In this state, his fighting power is even more appalling.

What are the fairies doing here in Hawk Blvd?

Rich!

If you're rich, why fight this man to death?

The magicians let the black iron raw and poured elsewhere.

The war has begun.

On the one hand, the Orthodox demon joined forces and many people were present. On the other hand, the Black Fairy occupied the land and had a large number of wild beast ringing eagles as helpers.

The battle was raging.

Nearly all black fairies are willing to die, defend their homes, and are extremely wary.

The magic magic fairy, thinking of wealth, is unwilling to die, inevitably bound to the feet.

Naturally, the wisdom of the Magic Fairy is not comparable to that of the Champion Eagle.

At one time, the second line of defense appeared to be solid gold soup!

Black Tiesheng saw no one find him, so he took the initiative to go to the door.

“Monroe, you're dead!” Black iron raved and pounced on the Mengjia Seven Spirit Immortal nearest to himself.

“Huh, am I afraid of you?” Diseased and courageous, he jumped back on.

Boom!

The two sides fought, the sky burst and the air waves rolled.

After a few rounds, with bravery and pride, he turned around and ran.

He's brave, but Black Iron Sheng is not brave anymore, he's not afraid of dead lunatics!

He fought the disease, all in exchange for injuries, for his life.

On several occasions, he was unable to help but immediately withdrew.

Black Iron Sheng was trying to catch up, and suddenly he heard the Black Fairy cry for help, and he walked out to lift the siege.

“Guan Uu, watch the trick!” The black iron fits and flows through the dark light, sweeping the heavens and the earth and swallowing the eight sides.

Guan Ugly is the magic fairy of change, at this time turned into a lion. He shouted and collided hard with Black Iron.

The next moment, Guan Ugly turned into a lion, like a broken sack, flied out.

Black iron raw and then jump on it.

Guan Ugly shouted, quickly turned into a little bird, and electrocuted away.

“Daredevil!” Black Iron Raw couldn't catch up, chilling.

His eyes swept quickly, and the black iron sheng turned to the nearest seven-turn immortal Liu.

Liu turned around and behaved better!

When he saw the black iron coming, he immediately retreated.

Blackiron persevered, and Liu turned around and led him to Heavenly God.

Tiandu Divine King trembled and pulled his legs and left.

Liu turned around and led the Black Iron Student to his place. He laughed and started a tripartite battle.

Boom!

A moment later, in a loud noise, Liu turned around and the scholars lost successively.

The Black Iron Student then turned to the Quartet, and his position was overwhelming.

At high altitude, the elder of the black family sighed: “Iron gave birth to this child...”

He knew that black iron had a forbidden technique, which could cost him his life, adding a huge amount of power to the killing technique.

He's really dying right now!

The Magic Immortal has no intention of dying, it is not false. But that alone will never make it to the point of obscurantism.

Black Iron Sheng has made many magic fairies suffer.

None of these people are superior or sophisticated. Previous battles and battles had already eliminated a large number of the weak among the magicians.

But the black iron is strong again, and less than eight revolutions.

He couldn't recover the big picture by himself.

A ringing eagle was captured or killed, and a black immortal bled into the sky.

Fight!

Death!

Fighting until the last soldier, fighting until there was only one black iron left.

He showered his blood and stood tall, looking at all the magic fairies around him, smiling smoothly: "Okay, come and take my life! ”

The fairies looked at each other, and no one did it.

Liu turned the divine color quite complicated, he knew that the black iron sheng was already the end of the strong crossbow. The Immortal Dollar is depleted, not to worry.

But he couldn't do it!

Blackiron grinned: “Then let me do it! ”

He rushed straight ahead to the magicians.

Strike.

Last strike.

He died on the way out.

Woe to Blackiron.

Wow, Black Iron Sheng!

Black iron lived and died, and the fairies were barrier-free, jumping to the last line of defense of the black family.

Twelve eagles, block their way.

Killing foe eagles, powerful eyebrow eagles, swift shadow eagles, healthy whale swallowing eagles...

Without exception, these eagles are ancient wild animals with seven turns of power.

The Negroes descended slowly from the sky with seven elders.

At this juncture, they are no longer fortunate enough to follow the example of the Black Iron Raw.

Ancient Battle Formation Qingcheng Longitude!

Together, the four elders are powerful enough to fight the Eight-Turn Fairy.

The magic magic fairy broke apart.

It's still a matter of resources.

Everyone makes a lot of money and pays a lot. Not only has his energy been drained a lot, but Xianduan is also consuming a lot. Who would be foolish enough to die with Qingcheng?

It's bad luck who gets caught!

The highest sky of Iron Eagle Blvd stands in twelve different shapes of eagle nests.

These eagle nests, which are no longer round balls, are themselves precious fairies of up to eight revolutions.

Immediately, it sparked countless feuds of magic fairies.

It's a mess!

Qingcheng opened a killing spree, and from time to time, the bad luck ghosts died in the hands of the elders of the four great wives.

Man-made riches, dead birds for dead and dead.

“It's too dangerous. Let's go. Let's go.” Twenty-two rich with the unconscious twenty-two flat, shrunk their heads and secretly retreated.

“It's not a good place to stay.” The water chill also withdrew, and he robbed half of the eagle's nest, gaining tons of octave fairies.

Some wise magicians began to retreat.

Twelve eagle nests have been destroyed.

Suddenly, a fluctuation in the air revealed the thirteenth eagle's nest, immediately attracting a lot of attention.

The fairies howled and jumped.

“It's mine.” Trudeau appeared in front of the fairies.

“Ah, Ba Xian!” The fairies moved and the footsteps stopped.

Trudeau is stronger than Tetsu!

The whole Liu family is a superpower, so why can't they live with him? The immortal realm of the great North Plains can only be compared with such figures as Qin Baisheng.

To this day, everyone is in a bad state.

And Trudeau, it seems to be the first time.

Nobody dares go forward for a while.

Chudu successfully deters the fairies by collecting this mysterious 13th Eagle's Nest.

Qingcheng slaughtered, roaring like thunder: "Chudu, dare you move? ”

Trudeau grinned. “Why wouldn't you? ”

Boom!

Both sides fought hard against each other, and Qingcheng horizontally transformed giant, was actually punched out by Chudu.

“The Old Battle Front, though powerful, is also people-centred. These are not my opponents.” Chudu stood proud and looked at the fairies.

The immortals look stupid and move, but expect others to do it first, pick up the cheap price themselves.

“The people of Uhe.” Trudeau commented, again, grabbing the eagle's nest behind him.

Suddenly, the shock regenerates.

A fairy house appeared and slammed Chudu's forehead hard.

“Van Grass House!” There was a magic fairy shout, recognizing that this was once a fairy house of the Oriental clan!

“Roll!” Chudu clapped, his tongue springing thunder.

Boom!!

When he shouted, he slapped the grass house and photographed it from afar.

His--!

Let's take a breath of air.

Chudu finally managed to earn his thirteenth eagle's nest.

He then focused his eyes on Qingcheng.

The Fourth Mistress was desperate when she came home.

“Wait a minute.” Just as Trudeau was about to hurt his killer, a reviving voice sounded all over the field.

An unparalleled momentum, like an invisible mountain, a blast, sweeping down.

The Eight-Handed Spirit, the Hundred Foot Heavens!

The fairy hearts shook and the same name appeared in their heads at the same time.

The Black Family War is over, and finally the Eight Spirits show up!

It is not accurate to say that he appeared, he can only say that he heard his voice and did not see his people.

“Isn't it true that the Great Eight Spins have reached an agreement and won't do it themselves?” Some of the righteous tricks that know the inside are perplexing.

The next moment, the fairies heard the voice of the Hundred Foot Heavens: “The Black War is over, and all the remnants of the Black Family have surrendered. From now on, this will be my home territory. ”

“I will renounce my family name and change my family name!” The black elders are all in peace.

The fairy hearts are in shock. This is a very small thing. The big picture of the Northern Plains' fairy kingdom changed instantly!

Smart people know better: The Hundreds of Heavenly Men can say so, surely some kind of agreement has been reached with the rest of the eight revolutions.

“You do not have to leave, I will host you here for three days and three nights.” The Hundred Foot Heavens said.

Some of the black family's surviving magic fairies can't help but twitch.

This is a place of bloody war where a banquet is being held. It was too big, too sudden.

“May I congratulate the hundreds of people, and I wait to congratulate Lord Tianjun.” The righteous fairies quickly reached an agreement and spoke.

Demons and dispersed fairies were restless.

“Humph!” Chudu whispered coldly, especially stinging.

He shook his sleeve and left.

Fly out of the sky in full sight.

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