Reverend Insanity

Eradicating these tree dwellers will indeed cost a great deal of fairy dollars.

The number of these tree people is greater than the snowmonster at the time of the first disaster, and they are extremely resilient. The source has seen a lot of breaking branches, inserted in the soil and sprouting in the blink of an eye.

Unless these tree people are completely wiped out with a triple stack of sword waves, this will eliminate the aftermath.

Otherwise, these trees will grow, but they will consume a lot of ground air in the fairy know-how.

But the use of sword waves, or flying sword fairy tricks, to eradicate these tree men is too big a use!

“If I were the Magic Fairy, the situation would not be difficult at this time.” The source was thinking of this, and suddenly heard the sound of a pendulum, and suddenly a flame rose from the bodies of the fallen tree men.

The flames burn quickly, blinking, spreading and covering countless tree people!

The flames attached to these tree people, the bears burned, roasted them into coke, the leaves ablated, and quickly died and wounded.

The flame is moisturized by the tree man, the more prosperous the seedlings are five or six feet above the ground!

Rolling hot waves, coming towards the source.

Fang Yuan stunned.

What the hell is going on?

Obviously, this is also a change in disaster.

But why did the disaster change so much that it burned itself? What the hell does God want? Help the source solve the problem?

Source quickly denied the idea.

Just kidding. How could God help him?

Hoo--!

In the flames of the sky, stands a huge figure.

In an orange flame, a giant of up to eighteen fathers appears!

“What is this?!” Square pupils shrink sharply to needle tip size, subconsciously biting the teeth off, “a huge scourge burning wood! ”

This is an ancient plant.

According to historical records, such a catastrophic scourge burns trees in too ancient a day.

But these ancient plants are rare in the five domains, but they are not extinct.

The predecessor of a catastrophic burning tree can be any kind of tree under the sky. When there is a forest fire and countless lives are burned, there is a certain chance that the wood will burn.

The great calamity burns all over the wood and surrounds the flames of heat. It burns all year round, making everything difficult to reach. More importantly, this catastrophic burning of wood can also bring untold ills to the creatures close to it.

“How dare you! What a shame! Obviously, I had * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ”

Sources feel enormous challenges.

In other words, if he were to burn wood in the wild, he would certainly be wise to stay away. But now, unlike now, the great scourge of burning wood appears directly in his supreme immortal know-how, not only extracting the air of immortality, but also causing disaster and bad fortune to offset his * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *. If you sit back and ignore it, after a while, Fangyuan will be haunted by bad luck, things will go wrong, and even a great disaster will come to pass. Forget about refining fairy tricks or anything.

The flames swept and the wood burned.

The location of the burning tree is ingenious, right next to Mount Spirit.

Even though the square supports the protective measures, they are still burned to the eyebrows at high temperatures and slightly curled hair.

“This is the most peripheral, with temperatures like this, let alone the surface of the wood burning?” Fang Yuan sighed and walked away.

He left Spirit Mountain directly.

Anyway, he has mountains and rivers, and the spiritual mountains can always be restored as long as they are completely destroyed.

The difficulty now is how to destroy this stock, almost to the point of burning trees of great evil at the waist of Mount Spirit!

Sword marks!

Sword wave triple stack!

Gas spray!

Square source is not ideal for even trying the technique. Before the poison gas approached, it was roasted clean by a hot flame. The sword fairy trick penetrated the entire trunk of the burning tree and flew back into the hands of the source. The blow shook the whole trouble-burning tree, but it soon returned to business as usual.

As for the triple stack of sword waves, the flames were extinguished, and many leaves were cut off in front of the wood. Soon, however, the flames of the sky recovered, the wood burning quickly recovered and the wounds disappeared after a few breaths.

Fangyuan's eyes sparkled, and the surrounding fairy air poured out. He whispered in his mouth: “Major hand mark of force! ”

There was a loud bang.

A giant hand came out empty-handed, blew out the air, took the mountain to the sea, and grabbed the wood hard.

But the wood burning is also very large, almost half a dozen spiritual mountains.

The powerful hand grabbed the great calamity and burned the wood, trying to lift it up.

But Fangyuan tried for half a day, but it didn't work.

The myriad roots of trees burned by the great evil, like snake dragon python, deeply stuck in the ground, violently extracting ground air, and relying on the sky to dance only spring green, constantly replenishing life. It is as steady as Tarzan, but it does not move.

After a long delay, the entire force giant began to melt in the flame, quickly as if it had melted by half.

Fang Yuanzheng retracted this major handprint, and he turned his mind and had another plan.

Boom!

The second powerful hand stamped out, this time not to catch the great calamity burning wood, but to shake the mountain of spirits.

Fang Yuan could not speak of the great evil burning wood, but the power of the Bathsan immortality is in the mark of the powerful hand, so it can bring up the Mountain of the Spirit.

Whoo!

The wind hurried, and Mount Spirit was pulled directly into the air by the source and thrown directly at the wood burning of the great calamity.

The sound was huge, and the whole earth trembled hard.

The great calamity of burning wood was crushed at the bottom of the mountain, and the original flame of the sky was no longer flaming, only reaching out at the foot of the mountain, surrounding the foot of the mountain, forming a huge circle of fire.

The square is suspended in the sky with no expression on its face, overlooking the battlefield beneath its feet.

The great calamity of burning wood, which has been unable to turn over and tormented by the traces of the soul path on Mount Spirit, is still resisting and struggling because of its incredible and intransigent vitality.

Hot flames began to roast Mount Spirit, burning some of the rocks into soft mud.

It is not that easy to completely eradicate the scourge of burning wood.

Fang Yuan's heart was heavy and he looked at it. The field of vision was red.

Fire!

The flames have spread to all the forests and the grasslands.

It is true that the construction before Heaven's will was merely a paving pad for the burning of wood by the great calamity. What's so good about it?

Square nose slightly thickened.

Turns out he sees trees burning from one great calamity to another, shaping from all over the sea of fire, and countless roots of trees penetrating deep into the earth, extracting ground gas and strengthening themselves.

The previous one has not been removed, there are so many now!

Not only that, but these great calamities are also roaring, standing up and forming giant tree burners!

They have only one goal, which is the square source in the sky.

Boom!

Beneath Mount Spirit, the first great scourge of burning wood also turned into a tree man, anxious to overthrow the giant mountain.

Its strength is astonishing, and every struggle makes Mount Spirit violently vibrate, making a heartbeating loud noise.

For a moment, the situation was so bad that it couldn't be added!

Before the snowmonster, the source can still ignore it for now, slowly clean up.

But at the moment, these tremendous evils can't be ignored by tree burners. They are slow to move, but they have too bad an impact on fairy tricks. Not only does it always draw ground gas and drain the essence of the Immortal Pride, but it also breaks the luck of the source!

What should I do?

The fire was shining on Square Source's face, and suddenly a smile appeared on his calm face: "Fortunately, I still have a backhand! ”

At the same time, far away from Nanjiang's merciful business, he was also obsessed with the light in front of him. In the flames, the face of the square seemed to appear.

“Brother Black Shah...” In the mercy of business, he muttered.

“Sheikh, Sheikh?” A soft-spoken call came from the ear.

“Ah.” Mercy returned to God and saw Ran, Butterfly, Mrs. Wei, Zhou Zhou and other subordinates.

“I'm sorry I lost my mind again.” Mercy hastily apologized.

“Ma'am, this is the third time you've lost your mind.” Lan muttered.

“I apologize for being rude.” Businessmanship hurried back.

Zhou looked at Lady Wei in silence and coughed a few times: “Then, let's continue with the conversation just now, how to retract the former chiefs of the young people of the merchants, the team of manipulators under control. ”

At the end of the proceedings, everyone left the Hall.

“Butterfly, chief, what's wrong with her lately? Why do you always look so desperate?” Asked carefully.

Butterfly looked worried: “I don't know. It seemed that the chief of the clan had been summoned above, and when he came back, it became so. ”

“Above?” Zhou comprehensive color change, he now knows the existence of the merchant magic fairy, it is about the magic fairy, so he can't handle this.

Ye Fan finally couldn't stand it: “I'll go talk to Miss Xinzhi. Perhaps I, an outsider, can make a difference. ”

“Mr. Ye is not an outsider.” Ran laughed.

“Then there's Lord Lau Ye.” Mrs. Wei nodded and endorsed the proposal.

A moment later, Ye Fan came to the study of mercy.

The studio door, covered.

Ye Fan looked through the gap and saw Mercy Mercy holding a thin piece of paper in his hands.

She looked so intrigued that Ye Fan deliberately relieved herself of her footsteps, she didn't even notice.

Ye Fan was about to cough a few times to remind the mercy of his arrival.

But then he heard the merciful lowliness of business: “Brother Black Shah, what kind of man are you...”

Ye Fan's heart trembled dramatically, and he instantly understood that the thin paper in the merciful hands of the merciful business was not anything else, it was the wanted warrant of the Shah. It's a portrait of the Shah!

Ye Fan felt extremely hollow at one time. All the powerful limbs were a little weak.

He stood outside the door and hesitated for a long time, finally biting his teeth, turning silently and leaving quietly.

In the end, Mercy didn't find him.

Ye Fan left the main city hall and came to the streets. This is the inside of the Mount of Discussion, the heavy land of the merchants, the brilliant lights, the flourishing.

But Ye Fan was blue, and he was asking a question in his heart —— what kind of man are you, Black Shah?

Northern Ice Plains.

Trudeau carried his hands and watched the ice field in front of him.

All of a sudden, his male body shook: "Here he comes! ”

He received a summons from Fang Yuan and hurried to the immortality of his hand.

Seven Spins of Immortality!

The next moment, the Fortunate Gateway opens wide.

First, a Spring Dawn Cuisine was intangible by the power, through the portal, to capture the blessing. Then there was the great evil burning of wood, dragged out by the irresistible and subtle forces!

They're unwilling, they're angry.

The sky was pounding with thunder, and the heavenly will was also angry.

But it didn't work!

About an hour later, the third disaster ended.

Fang Yuan put away the fairy talent and appeared above the northern ice fields.

Trudeau received a lot of wild and sincere infusion, and his mood fluttered with excitement: “It took several autumns on a long road, and only this morning did he get blessings from the blue clouds. Qingyunto I overlook the river and lake, and the sky and place are at a glance. ”

The roaring sound of the heavens and the earth, the noise of the clouds, the pride of the immortals.

“How dare you ask your name?” Chudu gave a gift to the source.

Fang Yuan smiled and also said: “The winding road is poor and the earth is narrow, and the devastating catastrophe is life and death. Fly like a willow, no matter how muddy the cloud is. ”

After a pause, he gave Chudu a gift and said softly: “Shimoyanyi Yanagi. ”