Reverend Insanity

“Junior, eat my trick!” Liu Grey shouted and breathed a powerful aura.

He reached out his hands, raised his head above him, and the brightness of his return rose from him, rapidly gathering in the sky into a bending moon.

The crescent waist is slender, pale, yet covered in a dusty glow.

“Good! Elder Liu finally had a chance to make his move! ”

“The famous technique is the famous means of Liu Grey. ”

“Nice. If you win this move, you'll be petrified and eventually turned into stone man. Even fairy tricks can be contaminated, turned to stone, trouble! ”

Among the palaces of Jin Xiao, the fairies of the right direction opened their mouths, and the joy appeared on their faces.

On the devil's side, the snow was seamless, but the grey moonlight just breathed a few breaths, and his face changed dramatically.

He suddenly tasted the great trick, and dared not carelessly, hastily rushing a fairy way to kill him.

Strong chills, haunting his whole body, ice cream climbing onto his body surface. The grey moonlight converts the ice to stone, but the ice cream turns and the grey moonlight cannot penetrate into the snowless flesh.

“What, he's going to use the knockout for himself? ”

“Awesome! Snow Seamless Hand, lightweight, extremely moving! I've temporarily resisted Liu Gray's signature tactics! ”

“Go ahead, kill him! ”

On the Chudu side, the fairies roared and rejoiced.

In anticipation of Jin Xiao's palace, the pleasant and relaxed atmosphere has just vanished, and a bad feeling has risen in one heart.

“Not this time. Lost to snow again, huh? ”

“Can't even Elder Liu Gray take him? ”

“Snow bearer is not named, but Elder Liu Grey has been famous for many years! ”

As the fairies communicated, Snow seamlessly carried a heavy stone leather and frost coat and rushed into front of Elder Liu Grey.

“Old people, at this age, should go home and retire. Defeat me! ”

Snow pushed his hands seamlessly and suddenly started a wave of snowflakes.

Elder Liu Gray, the righteous magician, must always maintain the gray bent moon in the sky. His hands support the sky, and he cannot move at all. He was submerged directly by this snowflake wave.

Snow Seamless Victory!

Liu Grey is dead!

The whole scene was surprised, didn't expect it to turn out like this.

“Snow Seamless had won two consecutive battles before the battle, wounded and in poor condition. ”

“In the first two games, he failed to kill his opponent against the righteous juniors. Instead, in WW3, Liu Grey was killed. ”

“Tang Tang Liu Grey, actually folded onto an unknown monastic little figure! ”

“Oh, my God, that's incredible. ”

“This man, though only six to six, does have seven turns. Where did this guy come from? ”

“It reminds me of Old Snowhoe, who was also a snowflake, really like Old Snowhoe when he was young. ”

“He's far from qualified compared to old Xuehu. However, with three triumphs, his reputation will spread throughout the fairy kingdom. ”

Whether it's the right way or the Trudeau side, there's a lot of discussion.

“Kim, you failed in the war, don't worry about your heart. It's not your fault. They're really strong. How dare you kill Liu Grey! Alas." Jeremiah reassured the young people around him.

Jeremiah Kim touched his right arm.

His right arm was still frozen in a piece of ice at the moment, and his entire arm had been frozen blue, with intense chills that sometimes followed his bones, blood, and forcibly attacked him.

Jeremiah Xiaojin tasted the pain, and since his defeat, he had returned to the palace and his head had not lifted up.

Nor does it seem to have heard the words of Jehovah.

Jeremiah looked back in his eyes and sighed in his heart: "You're still young. But this setback is also very good for you. Shame on you and bravery. Who can make sense of the future? Perhaps your future achievements will be above both of them. The key is not to lose confidence. ”

And Jeremiah came to think of it, and looked at the lonely snow on the battlefield, and at the 22nd level, which was almost impossible to sit on.

“Am I ready to fight now?” Twenty-two Ping was impatient, and the elders around him were questioned secretly by voice.

I didn't know that the 22nd party shook its head: “This man won three fights in three battles, his body is tired and in poor condition, you kill normally, you can't kill but weaken your prestige. Besides, they're not stupid. How can they keep snow on the scene? ”

Sure enough, the next moment, Trudu opens his mouth and returns the snow to his side seamlessly.

Twenty-two Ping snorted coldly: “Even if he doesn't show up, it's my turn. Three against three, I want at least six against six! ”

22 Pingjiten stood up and gave a toast to Wanting Wan Ting on the throne. “Kid, go to war! ”

Miyagi Ting frowned, which only soothed a little.

Instead of being a strong winner on the right side, Chudu sent a small, unnamed figure to fight three defeats.

This is not only a matter of drinking the right magic fairies with a stick in their head, making them all look irrelevant, but also a damage to the prestige of Wanting Miyagi.

Wanting to know that the 22nd Ping is a contemporary sword of the 22nd family, naturally there is no impermissible reason.

On the 22nd level, he shouted, "Who's out to die? ”

Chudu's momentum had just risen, and he was suddenly frustrated.

“Careful, don't look at this. It's only six spins, but it can kill seven spins. ”

“In the Battle of the Iron Eagle Bliss, he scored a great deal of brutality and killed several magicians. ”

“Even a dead poison monster can't do anything about him. ”

“He is a contemporary legend of the 22nd Sword Holy Facsimile, and of course he is remarkable. ”

Trudeau's side is silent.

In the face of the 22nd level challenge, no one dares to reconcile at one time.

“Young man, you're a lot stronger than one.” Chudu rubbed his eyebrows.

“Brother Chu, let me see him.” The snow fought seamlessly.

Trudeau won't allow it.

He has seen that snow is seamlessly in a weak state. Not only is it the wound on his body, but the fairy trick is due to the previous Immortal Path of Elder Liu Grey. Many places have become stone and resources have been lost.

“Rest assured, I had plans for Ping.” Trudeau smiled and comforted Snow.

“Pussy, this is yours.” Trudeau said to a black magic fairy behind him.

The hunchback trickster, always holding a cane, kept silent.

Rumor has it that this time, stretching out dry and thin from wide cuffs to scary hands, he opens his hat pockets on his head to reveal the old, twisted look.

“Just let the old man take care of you.” The pussy walked out of the scene, her cloudy old eyes staring at the young 22nd Ping, flashing a dangerous light.

“Ah, the Seven-Turn Magic Magic Woman. ”

“Chudu is so shameless. Our 22nd Ping is nothing more than a six-turn fairy. They made a big fool of themselves and sent seven to become famous! ”

“No, we have to bring back the 22nd Ping.” Twenty-two sides are also in a hurry.

Twenty-two Ping is the future star that the 221 people focus on cultivating. His trip is responsible for his safety. If he folds into each other's hands, he will be greatly neglected.

But 22nd Ping faced strong enemies, but the more the fighting spirit grew.

He raised his head and whistled, ignoring the crazy propaganda of the 22nd side, turning his body into a sword light, sharply slamming at the pussy!

Big Snow Mountain, the first snow peak.

“By the way, you have to thank me. Didn't you notice that your fix has been upgraded and is about to reach five revolutions.” Bansheng held a thunderball in her hand, against Mahong Yunchang.

Mahongyun screamed madly, hysterically: "You pervert! You called me, you tortured me so many times, you came back! I'd rather not have these repairs, please let me go. ”

Wanshou sneered: “How is that possible? ”

Speaking, give me the light bulb in your hand.

Pfft, pfft!

Ma Hong Yun trembled, his eyes turned white, his mouth was always wide, his mouth was sometimes tight into a small mouth, sometimes in the shape of a 0, and his mouth was always yelling.

“Awwwwwwwwww...”

Until the electricity dissipated, he screamed out loud.

“Another failure, this guy!” Wanshou's face was cloudy, her palms stretched out, and she slapped, slamming hard on Ma Hong Yun's face.

Ma Hong Yun passed out suddenly by her fan.

Central America, Ling Yuanzhai.

Heavy rainfalls and dense, numb rain curtains bleak the sky.

Zhao Xiaoyun was drained into a soup chicken. Her vision was blurred and her intense dizziness almost made her faint.

But she died in support, trying to do everything in her body.

Although she is a demon from the sky and has memories of previous generations, she does not yet understand the ideas of the upper echelons of the world, especially the Magic Immortal, and her contacts are rather scarce.

In her view, that was the only way to save Ma Hongyun.

“This devil from the sky is a little silly.” Li Gunshadow followed.

Xu Hao shook his head: “I had no idea she was so obsessed. A dozen days have passed. ”

Li Junyue looked back at her husband: “Did you ever think that Feng Jinhuang could do anything about it? Ask Zhao Xiaoyun to give up the position of a fairy and help her save her lover? ”

Xu Hao laughed: “How is that possible? According to Phoenix's brilliant nature, such a thing would never be done. These two are young people. ”

Nanjiang in dreams.

“Ouch! Ouch!” Fang Yuan screamed in pain.

“Kid, do you know it hurts now? If you had just knelt down, you wouldn't have had this meat bitterness.” A middle-aged man, a beard, is carrying a guinea pig in his hand, healing his injuries.

Fang Yuan sniffed, raised his head and held his right fist tight: “Uncle, what are you talking about? There are principles that cannot be broken. How can a man kneel when he has gold on his knees? Even if I die, I won't kneel! ”

“So priceless of life, it seems I have healed your wounds, completely useless. Just don't do it.” The beard suddenly changed its face, revealing his uncertain mood.

“Well, I'm not begging you to heal me!” Fang Yuanqiang endured pain, stood up and never returned, and walked straight out of this camp.

And then he fell to the ground without walking a few steps. Severe pain made him faint again.

Until he woke up again, he found himself still in the camp tent with the beard.

“You're still too young.” The beard is drinking, "I'll treat you half of your wounds and leave the other half as a lesson. ”

Fang Yuan left his mouth and weakly rebutted: “Thank you, uncle. But I'm telling you, I'm not young. It's principle! ”

ps: According to the agreed third sentence!