Reverend Insanity

If people are desperate, the natural threat rises dramatically.

Opposite Blood Demon Zhao Pu, but unwilling to fight, he can win if he spends time.

So at one point, Zhao Pu was pressed downwind by Zhao Xiaoyun and Yu Yiye Metallurgy.

However, Zhao Pu's battle experience is by no means comparable to that of the Second Immortal of Central America.

He slipped and flipped. Zhao Xiaoyun and Yu Yiye Zizi couldn't take him.

Over time, the situation slanted towards Zhao Pu.

Yu Ye Metallurgy's offensive weakened first.

Much earlier than Zhao Xiaoyun, he was more traumatized and finally passed out due to excessive blood loss.

“Your companion may be bleeding to death, and you're next. You don't have much time. Why don't you step up the attack?” Zhao Pu laughed.

Zhao Xiaoyun was bored. She knew that Zhao Pu was deliberately provocative and disrupted her mood, but she couldn't calm her mind at all and became more agitated.

Her eyes kept bleeding and her vision blurred, all bloody.

What's even more horrible is that it's not just the seven tricks that bleed, but her entire body, hundreds of millions of pores, penetrates blood beads outward.

“Shit... Shit...” strong dizziness kept coming, Zhao Xiaoyun had begun to stand unstable and shake his body.

Ultimately, Zhao Pu shook away, knocked Zhao Xiaoyun out, landed on the ground, rolled three times, and couldn't stop.

“Shit!” Zhao Xiaoyun supported the ground with her hands and wanted to climb up, but she was weak and weak because of her blood loss.

She can't even do a stand up motion.

“It's all over.” Zhao Pu cuddled his arms and slowly walked to Zhao Xiaoyun, looking down at her.

Blood.

He kept flowing out of Zhao Xiaoyun's body.

Soon, she was surrounded by a bloodbath.

Zhao Xiaoyun fell into the bloodstream and had become a thorough blood man. Even her eyes were bleeding, and there were tears in them.

“Is it over...”

“It fell right here. ”

“Blood… this time I am not scared at all, Hong Luck. ”

Zhao Xiaoyun's mind emerged from the past.

It was still during the Royal War.

Zhao Xiaoyun lost his father's asylum and did not want to sacrifice himself as a political chip to marry Prince Wei. He could only rely temporarily on Ma Hong Yun.

In a battle, Zhao Xiaoyun was unfortunately shot in the thigh by a flowing arrow.

Blood runs like an injection.

“I'm dying. Ah, it hurts! I'm dying!” Zhao Xiaoyun lay in the carriage, howling, tears.

“Shut up, Miss Cloud, you're not going to die. It's just a little hurt.” Ma Hong Yun comforted her as she skilfully bandaged her wounds.

“Blood, so much blood! You didn't know I was bleeding? I've never been so badly hurt.” Zhao Xiaoyun sighed.

“How can you be so petite? People in Kitahara, injuries are common. Often scars are glory and merit!” Mahongyun Road.

Zhao Xiaoyun turned his eyes: “Will you comfort people? Alas, how can I be so unlucky..."

“Ha-ha-ha.” Ma Hong Yun laughed and used the wrong force in his hand.

Zhao Xiaoyun cried in pain: “It hurts! Take it easy! And you smile your ass off. I've been hurt so badly, you seem happy. ”

Ma Hong Yun shook hands hastily, but still smiled: “I'm not happy, I just think such a little cloud girl is really cute. Normally, they are old and awe-inspiring. Now little Miss Cloud, just made me feel like a younger sister than me. ”

“You bastard, you are quite arrogant...” Zhao Xiaoyun is waiting for an attack, cold Mahong Yun reached to touch her forehead.

Zhao Xiaoyun stunned. Somehow, a warmth rose in my heart.

Ma Hong Yun said to himself: “It is good to have no fever. Miss Cloud, you can't be so petty anymore. Some injuries, some blood, nothing. The next time you yell like that, it'll be a joke. ”

That concludes the memories.

“Are you kidding me? ”

“I guess I won't let you make fun of me anymore. ”

“You bastard...”

“I really want to drain all my blood to save you. ”

“It's strange to think that I'm willing to die for someone. ”

“So, even if I die, I will! ”

Zhao Xiaoyun's thoughts fluctuated.

“Die!” Zhao Pu drank loudly, raised his hand, his palm tipped like a knife, and plugged it in hard.

Deadly blow!

If this blow is plugged in, Zhao Xiaoyun's head can be broken as easily as piercing tofu.

But this is the moment.

Zhao Xiaoyun's body suddenly burst into a strong glow.

The light was so dazzling that Zhao Pu couldn't help but close his eyes and hurried back.

“This is…”

“Why is there such a strong light? ”

“Impossible! This breath... so strong! ”

“Ahhhh...! ”

Zhao Pu couldn't help but howl.

In the glow, his whole body was impenetrable. Soon, he was like snow melting in the heat of the sun, completely annihilated.

At a critical time, Love Fairy Trick once again succeeded, shooting Zhao Pu straight to death!

North Plains, deep into the ditch.

“Shadowy, where else do you want to hide?!” The sword of change in the direction, roaring in the trenches, the sound shook everywhere, full of violent killing intentions.

With luck and empathy, Fangyuan went all the way to the deep end of the ditch.

In the shadows, a giant city rises slowly.

The shadow stands above the castle.

“I've been waiting a long time for you.” Shadowless opening, calm eyes, faint tone.

“Humph! The stone slave is dead, by the four of you, or this mortal house under your feet?” Fang Yuan laughed.

Despite its magnificent size and its magnificent shape, Yin Liu Giant City is only a mortal house, not a fairy house.

It's not easy to form a fairy house. Even the Shadow Sect, with its many magic tricks, cannot randomly elevate a shady city into a fairy house.

If there was a fairy house, Fangyuan would also generate many feelings of consternation.

Because of the power of the Immortal House, it grows with the number of Immortals. Fangyuan once manipulated the battlefield of shock and chaos using the immortal dollar of the giant yang, and blossomed brilliantly during the Battle of Yitian Mountain.

But Yin Liu Giant City is just a magic house, and it is not enough for Fang Yuan.

“What about me?” The second figure appears above the cloudy mega-city.

This man is only a six-turner fairy, but he is an "old acquaintance" of Fangyuan.

It is precisely the inner apparatus of the film sect that is embedded in the Langhua sect, the Six Immortals of the Refining Path!

Square eyes slightly dimmed.

Mao Liu's own power, the source is not yet in sight. But Mao Six and Yuan are all members of the Langhua sect, and the two sides are bound by the covenant of faith.

This makes it very inconvenient for the source to deal with Mao Six. If it is slightly careless, it will be subject to the sanctions of the Covenant of Faith and seriously injured.

However, the emergence of Mao Liu also had psychological predictions.

“Kill!” Fangyuan dragon tail dumped and jumped directly on it.

Yin Liu Giant City retreated rapidly, while a battlefield slaughter rose and plenty of night forks and octopuses came together.

“Your identity has made Fong Yuan throw the mouse taboo. Delay, wait a moment, and we'll have four more passes.” Shadowy slaps Hairy Six on the shoulder.

“My lord, go get some rest, I'll take care of this.” Mao Six pairs of shadows are innocent.

The shadow nodded innocently, lowered the head of the city, and the shape did not enter the shadowy giant city.

It's a massacre.

Although there are more octopuses at night, none of them are rivals of the Square.

The ancient sword was surrounded, causing a bloody storm, crossing the battlefield, and pervading the place.

Although Yin Liu Giant City is in the field of view, Fang Yuan dared not spray the sword light dragon breath. If he killed Mao Six, it would be bad.

Instead, you will suffer.

Maybe he was attacked back by Shadow Innocent and others and lost his life here.

Although Shadowless and others are at a downward disadvantage, Fangyuan is not blindly optimistic. He knew he had the advantage, but it did not constitute a crushing force.

Especially the white ice that can change the state of the white phase, and master the shadow of soul dreaming. Although the former is only six transformations into, the latter's evocative dreams are also half hangers.

“Believe… when will I be free from this genre? ”

Fang Yuan distress.

Believe is the pain in his heart.

Sources also tried, but still lacked some opportunity to successfully solve the problem.

Mao Liu presided over the battle. He did not want to be futile, but he did. The execution of the tactics was quite complete.