Reverend Insanity

Since the end of the Battle of Yitian Mountain, Fangyuan has tested the fineness of this body on the road.

He was running on foot, healthy as a flying horse.

If you jump slightly, you have three lengths.

Jumping off the fifty-eight husbands and landing on the ground with his head will only make his scalp feel a little crispy and his head faint. After two or three breaths, these symptoms disappear.

And strong. Full of endurance, running for a minute in a row without feeling tired.

There are also five powerful senses, dynamic vision, excellent to the extreme! The horizons are extremely broad. Within a million steps, all the scenery, nothing.

After intense exercise, the heartbeat quickly calms down, and every beat of the heart slows to the extreme.

The speed of thinking greatly surpasses that of ordinary people. Even under a halo of wisdom, it can stand alone for a long time. Even magic fairies rarely reach this level on their own.

Don't say it's an iron tree, it's an iron mountain crashing into each other, the source jumping alive.

This is the qualities of the Supreme Immortal itself, and it has nothing to do with the worm, but with the trail marks on itself.

“In this river, I can't use the worm. And no one else! ”

“But my Supreme Immortal is powerful enough. A trace of the road is even more unusual. ”

Fang Yuan thought deeply and his mood grew more excited.

“Shadowy! ”

He swayed his limbs, like a swordfish, swimming forward.

The whole river is very steep, but the overall momentum is towed by the sub-array, running towards the location of the basilicon and the floodpole.

Ho!

A speckled tiger is climbing on a plankton with his forelimbs.

Fangyuan swimmed in front of Tiger, Tiger had not moved. But Fangyuan gasped, and also lay down on the floating tree for a little rest.

Where does this pumice bear the weight of a tiger per person, it immediately begins to sink.

Tiger is in a hurry, immediately open the blood basin mouth, to tear the source of the formula. Fangyuan snorted cold, his arms stretched, one hand pressed the tiger's head, the other hand squeezed his fist, bang, two laps, and killed the tiger directly.

“Fortunately, there are no wild beasts here, just ordinary beasts. ”

If faced with a wild beast, the Supreme Immortal is completely inadequate.

Of course there is no shortage of wild animals in the Great Snow Mountains. But in order to refine the Hung Yun Qi Tian Immortal Maneuver, start a great battle, and defend against incoming enemies, the Great Snow Mountain Bliss has long been rectified. Is it not a foolish move that all the magicians who possess wild beasts should be included in their magic tricks, otherwise they will be slaughtered for no reason?

Fangyuan swam in the river, wanting to find the shadow of innocence.

The Great Snow Mountain Bliss collapsed and the river burst out, so the source did not know that Shinjun Zishan had awakened.

In his heart, imagine the enemy or old Snow Hood. He initially estimated that there was some connection between Shadow Innocence and the Great Snow Mountains, but that the relationship was not close. Otherwise, why didn't you see Xuehu help during the Battle of Mount Yitian?

There are certainly no errors in the analysis and reasoning of the source.

However, he lacked the means to believe and had too little information.

“Now in this situation, I have the power to defend myself even when I encounter Old Xue Hu. Because in the river, you can't use insects, the environment is special! ”

“Since Shadow Innocence is associated with Xuehu Ancestors, if this opportunity is missed, I fear they will continue to grow under Xuehu Ancestors' shelter. ”

“If I miss this opportunity, I'm afraid there will be no more chance to hunt down and wipe out the innocent! ”

With this in mind, Fong Yuan took a short break and started again.

And then he saw Bizhentian.

The Eight-Turn Magic Fairy of Central America!

The sources were all frightened.

“What's going on? ”

“Eight Splash Fairies, not Xuehu Ancestors, but Chinese Splash Fairies?! ”

Beautiful morning sky, he lay on the back shell of a giant turtle, all wounded.

These injuries, of course, were not caused by his collision in the river, but by wounds sustained in previous wars. He is an eight-turner fairy, with mutually exclusive traces. Once injured, it is more troublesome to try to heal.

Unfortunately, in combat, he is on the disadvantaged side. How can he have time to heal himself?

So, after the collapse of the matrix, he was swept up by the river, unable to use the worm, and his injuries were delayed.

Fortunately, however, he encountered a floating wild turtle in a steep river. With this wild turtle, Mitsunami finally had a chance to catch her breath.

Fangyuan discovered Bichentian, and Bichentian soon discovered Fangyuan.

But Bichentian doesn't know the source.

Because Fangyuan's appearance at this time is the Supreme Immortal Body! As for the original physical appearance, it was exposed by the heavenly court and is now widely circulated in the five domains.

Though he did not know the source, Bichentian frowned and was quite vigilant.

Because of the smell of Fangyuan, it shows that he is the Kitahara Magic Immortal.

It's also because of the Supreme Immortal.

After crossing the boundary wall, the atmosphere of Square Source can be transformed in five domains, where to go, which piece of Magic Immortal, can be perfectly integrated with various regions.

“Who is this man? None of the great peak owners of the Great Snow Mountain Bliss had such a figure. However, it is also possible that Xuehu's ancestors secretly solicited it. ”

Bichentian stood up from the back of the tortoise, stared closely at the source, and watched his every move.

In the river, even though Bichentian has been repaired up to eight turns, the worm cannot be provoked and its fighting power is quite limited.

Fang Yuan also looked at him with vigilance, not too close.

Although Fangyuan has the Supreme Immortal Body, it would be foolish to think that you are a strong man in the river!

Insects in the river cannot be provoked, but the body is intact, and traces of the road can play a role.

The Square's Supreme Immortal is powerful because of the traces on the Immortal.

Likewise, if a magician has used black tricks, he has added pig power to himself. So the corresponding trace of force is engraved on this magician. If the magician falls into the river, he can't use the worm, but he can still use the flesh to send out a pig's strength.

How can these magic fairies, in the course of their long practice, not use some magic worm like the black one to imprint their bodies with various trace marks?

Of course it is!

Nobody's a fool. The advantages of this kind of trail marks, at a glance.

Fangyuan has advantages over the flesh, as do other magic fairies, but to varying degrees.

For the Eight-Turn Magic Immortal, it has a strong background. Fangyuan is now facing Bichentian and does not want to fight it.

“Are you a Chinese magician? ”

“Though I am a Kitahara magician, I have an affair with Ancestor Xuehu. ”

“I met him and didn't want to see him succeed, so I lurked outside the blessing to see if I had a chance to destroy him. ”

“Are you the assistant he hired to refine his tricks? ”

Square source sentence probe.

Bi Chentian's eyebrows slightly unraveled, and he replied, "Old Xuehu is also my enemy. ”

“Not long ago, I fought him in the Bliss of Snow Mountains, and I didn't expect an accident to happen. ”

“The injury to me was caused by Old Snow Hoo. ”

The parties spoke and exchanged some information.

Fang Yuan only realizes that so many things have happened in the Great Snow Mountain Bliss!

However, much of what is said in the early morning is ambiguous, and the sources do not receive much information.

They don't trust each other.

Of course it is.

It's just shallow communication, people are separating their bellies.

Both sides maintain the utmost vigilance, especially in an environment where such maniacs cannot be provoked.

He chose to leave after knowing that he could not be in Bizhentian and received more information.

He took the initiative to free the wild giant turtle.

Even in the course of the conversation, he did not proactively approach, and Bichentian did not invite the source to come back for a short rest.

Bichentian saw Fangyuan voluntarily retreat, his face much slower.

But at this point, a little accident happened.

Pfft.

Slightly.

A fist-sized thing, hit by the river, hit Square's face all at once.

This little thing is soft, like a jellyfish, glued to the forehead of a square source.

“What the hell?” Fang Yuan beamed a little and was about to rip it apart with one hand.

But at this point, his ears were whispering, "Be gentle, don't break it! ”

“Hmm?” Fang Yuan was slightly surprised. What could make the Eight Spirits nervous?