Reverend Insanity

“Xuehu, pick me up!” Welling roared, pointing his right hand gently at Xuehu Ancestor, and suddenly a pillar of light, reversing to the extreme, bombarded Xuehu Ancestor.

Old Xuehu hummed softly, reached for a stop, and a huge ice wall emerged, covering the columns as easily as possible.

Afterwards, Xuehu's ancestors exhaled with a cold, icy smell, such as a hovering axe, shooting back at Wellington.

Wellington's face changed.

This hovering ice-cold flying axe is extremely difficult, he's had a hard time before, and more importantly, he has no means of restraint.

Without help, Wellington had to fly into the Immortal Roof Company, using the powerful and powerful defensive powers of the horn battalion to protect himself.

Boom, boom, boom.

A series of light sounds, the cold air axe followed Wellington's back and hit the horn battalion two by three.

The horn battalion trembled with it, and a great deal of cold air spread wildly, and instantly many of the magicians who made up the Immortal House were frozen to death.

“Quick, restore the fairy house! ”

“Someone's hurt. Get him treated. ”

“Provoke the Immortal Manor House to attack and defend!! ”

The fairies in the fairy house are in a mess.

Welling gasped heavily and his right hand had unknowingly frozen into a pile of ice.

“When exactly?” Even Welling leaned up to himself and looked at the wounds on his right hand and was amazed.

Old Xuehu's means are infinite. Either he is immensely powerful or he is strangely insidious. He teaches people to be defenseless.

Wellington suddenly and unconsciously got old Xuehu's trick and ate a loss.

Wellington tried several ways, and the wound on his right hand did not show signs of improvement.

“This injury is so troublesome...” Bichentian took a sip of air.

“No big deal, just temporarily sealed my right hand. I'm worried about the dragon currents. Though he owns two fairy houses and has most of the Chinese fairy gang lining in this trip, he is facing Zhenyun Palace and Everlasting Heaven! We must hurry to rescue Ma Hongyun and Zhao Xiaoyun, then rendezvous with Wanhai Dragon Stream and retreat to Central America! ”

Welling's eyes kept flashing.

The Chinese magic fairies naturally came prepared. Although there had been accidents in the intermediate path before, there was still enough richness in Central America. After the reaction of these Chinese magic fairies came, they faced it positively and successfully escaped the danger.

But now in the big picture, it's very unfavourable to the Chinese magicians!

It's very hard to deal with the town's Heavenly Palace. Now that the soldiers are splitting up, there is a lot of pressure in their minds as decision makers' spirituality.

Boom boom.

The thunderous blast continued, the Immortal House Corner battalion vibrated constantly, and the knockout was defeated.

Two of Central America's eight-turner fairies, all of them elites in the eight-turner, can become members of the heavenly garden, and are naturally extremely powerful.

But Kitahara is the first in the five domains, and Xuehu Ancestor is the most recognized fighter in the eight turns of Kitahara today.

At this moment, he erupted into a frightening and frightening offensive, and the Chinese side has never taken the upper hand since fighting with Ancestor Xuehu!

“Not like this! You're here to heal wounds, manipulate the fairy house, and preside over the big picture. I'm going outside to distract Snow Hood!” Bitsunami bites the canal.

“Be careful.” Welling looked up and knew that his injuries had not gone away and took care of Bizhentian.

Bichentian flew out of the corner of the battalion, rushed to use the Sendao killing technique, turned into a green rainbow, like a long bridge hung in the air, directly to the snow peak below.

Bichentian intends to destroy the Great Battalion of Sacrificial Rebellion.

As soon as this battle broke out, the Immortal Corner Battalion could be unimpeded, drive straight in, and save Zhao Xiaoyun directly, and perhaps Ma Hong Yun.

Old Xuehu, though strong, could not stop the collision of the horn battalion.

“Never.” Old Xuehu had already seen through the tactics of Central America, and he prompted Xiandao to kill, suddenly dropping countless hails in the sky.

These hails are huge and hilly. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

These snowmonsters have at least the power of the Beast class, and they are filled with ancient Beast Snowmonsters.

They stood between the snow peaks, roaring with their heads up.

Ancestor Xuehu suddenly took a deep breath and developed two nearly black dark blue chills between his nose.

Cold weather broke out, causing heavy snowstorms in the air. Snowmonsters can even fly in storms and snowstorms, such as fish with water. But Big Chen Tian was greatly constrained.

“Awesome! ”

“Old Xuehu knew that he could not use the battlefield killing technique in the battlefield, but actually dismantled his signature battlefield killing technique directly. His frozen frontier, I'm afraid, has reached the rank of the Archbishop! ”

Seeing this scene, it was quite vibrating, both in the morning sky and in Wellington.

In the situation of the great master, all kinds of killing tactics can be freely dismantled, the map turns around, the view of the genre is almost to the point.

“But what about me?” Welling sneered, and the next moment, he rushed out of the horn company and came to the battalion.

The wound on his right hand has been healed.

Obviously, he has a very high degree of skill in treatment.

Old Xuehu's face changed slightly.

At the same time, he faced two eight-turner fairies, as well as a fairy house, which suddenly appeared overstretched and tended to lose control of the game.

After all, he can't break the fairy house temporarily. The two eight-turning fairies are also strong. More importantly, Xuehu ancestors must maintain this rebellious cultivation battle.

Six or seven spinning magic fairies can't destroy this big battle, but eight spinning magic fairies are different.

Bichentian and Wellington backfired on the enemy, gradually retrieving the situation, some of them taking a proactive look. In the Immortal Roof Corner battalion, it is a dry and seven-turn immortal. It does not ask for merit, but never fails. Like the tortoise shell, it makes it difficult for Xuehu Ancestor to get a killer for a moment.

Boom, boom.

From time to time, trembling and buzzing occurs in the Revolutionary Sacrifice Maneuvers.

This is a small part of the attack in Bichentian or Wellington, escaped the interception of Xuehu Ancestor, bombed over the Great Snow Mountain Bliss, for the reason that it worked.

“Awesome!”

“Come on, my lords, and the fairy friends of Central America! ”

Zhao Xiaoyun and others no longer had to take any more risks at this time. They each stood at the top of the snow peak and watched with excitement.

Looking up at the sky, there are also the surviving mountain peak owners.

Their faces were covered with a layer of worry.

“Is this the power of the Eight-Turn Immortal… it is truly astonishing and frightening! ”

“Because of this great battle, the aftermath of the Battle of the Eight Turns has not spread, otherwise we will all die tragically. ”

“Although Lord Xuehu is a strong fighter, the Naihe Chinese thief is very cunning. If we continue like this, they will sooner or later break the battle..."

Above the first snow peak of the Great Snow Mountains, the refining of the purple gold stone of the fairy material has reached its final point.

“I didn't expect to dissolve the purple gold stone with a hint of perfume.” Bansheng also has a sense of opening her eyes at this time.

Aroma is also a fairy.

Using fairy materials to refine fairy materials is a rare method, and Wanshou also found that the essence of this method is the esophagus!

The esophagus has very little circulation, so no wonder Bansheng has no choice but to take this purple gold stone.

The last layer of stone peel melted away and burst into purple light, suddenly rolling up, forcing people to close their eyes.

Wanshou narrowed her eyes into a stitch and barely saw a figure in the purple light.

The figure is quite pockety, only the adult's thumb size and has two purple thin wing wings behind it.

“Little man?” Wanshou was slightly stunned and recognized the race of this figure.

Bathed in purple light, the dwarf slowly opened his eyes. His eyes are also glass-purple and deep.

As he opened his eyes, a powerful breath blew out.

Eight moves, Magic Fairy!

At one point, this breath slowed the heavy battle at the height of the Snow Mountains.

“How come another Eight-Turn Magic Fairy shows up? And... the smell of Kitahara!” It's very bad to look at each other from the sky and Wellington.

“Bye, Lord Purple!” Shadow Innocence has led the behind-the-scenes magician, saluting this eight-turn dwarf.

With the exception of white condensed ice, it still stands upright.

“Wake up again. Hmm...” The little man tricked the fairy to blink, quickly disappearing from the confusion on his face and replacing it with a cool, indifferent color.