Reverend Insanity

Chapter 1333: Dead Ghost Come, Iron Face God

Nanjiang, Tiejia, Wanchengshan.

Boom boom...

A string of dull sounds surrounded this blind little valley.

At the bottom of the valley, stands a young girl.

She is tall and has a pair of long legs over 60% tall and is quite healthy. At this moment, her pen was like a sword under her eyebrows, her eyes flashing stars, looking over her head.

A giant, house-like stone, crashing down against her along the mountain wall.

The girl took a deep breath and closed her eyes slowly as she survived.

Hundreds of boulders, looking at her, were about to fall on her, and at this moment, she opened her eyes violently.

In the blink of an eye, the golden glow blossomed, and the whole valley was filled with a little sun!

The light lasted for a moment and suddenly disappeared.

The sound of rumbling also vanishes, with countless dusty white powders, sprinkled in the ocean and drifting zero down.

Girls bathe in flying stone powder, and the steadfastness of their faces shines with joy.

“Very well, Iron Ruoman, you have fulfilled the final test by practicing what I taught you to kill. From this day on, you will practice with me, and I will teach you the magic of immortality.” A rejoicing voice, covering the whole valley.

The young girl immediately knelt down and bowed to the ground: “Xie Tai's boss pointed out! ”

“You are so jealous and so talented that you fit the iron facsimile of my pulse. Your father was one of my preselected seeds, I didn't expect his daughter's talent to be a hundred times more talented than his... hmm?” Hiro's voice suddenly poured.

Soon, however, Iron Horseman heard again: "There is a sudden problem, you can just fix it here for now. I teach you how to kill, though refined, but not skilled. In the meantime, you practice a lot, and when I get back, plan on it. ”

“Yes, if the man obeys.” The young girl immediately bowed respectfully and couldn't hide the excitement on her face.

“Finally, I did it, Father, and I surpassed you. Keep an eye on the Spirit of Heaven. I will practice as a fairy, with the power of a magic fairy. ”

“The world is too dark and chaotic. Only stronger strength can bring severe punishment to those who do evil, reward those who do good, restore justice and bring peace to the world! ”

……

“Zhang Li, you murdered my husband's slut, poor brother treated you wholeheartedly, but you were so cruel that you stabbed him. Today, I'm going to unload you all to hell!” A young man roared, angry and full of breath.

Source: "…”

Since the last time he survived a dream about left-night gray, the clandestine realm has skyrocketed to the rank of master. But then, it's a ridiculous dream.

For the sake of prudence, Fang Yuan does not want to explore in this strange dream.

After waiting patiently, he waited for a realistic dream.

As a result, in this dream, he became a magic fairy and very... wave.

Because this fairy practiced charm.

This genre is a small faction, a small branch that spreads from the way of wisdom. It's about fighting with love and seduction.

At this moment, the square, transformed into a fairy, dressed in a pink dress, * * * * * * *, with a wave of waves at the neck, the dress split to the root of the thigh. With a smile, it's even more heartbreaking.

In this regard, Fangyuan is helpless.

After all, this other person's dream, if he wants to explore, must become the source of the dream.

Of course, becoming a woman does not interfere with the indifference of the source.

As he guards his enemies in front of him, he focuses his attention on fairy tricks.

To reassure Fang Yuan, there are many fairy tricks on this fairy.

“Try this trick first.” Fangyuan poured the fairy dollar in and immediately made a sound of infancy.

This voice is completely out of the grasp of the source and full of the feminine tenderness and allure.

The young magician had a fierce temper, heard the voice, and suddenly his whole body softened and his intentions plummeted.

He stagnated, biting his teeth hard, and his eyes were bright: “Witch, I can't believe you're playing tricks on your little master! Eat me to kill!! ”

He said, his hands pushed, the wind rolled, the sun and the earth darkened for a time, and countless wind blades rolled towards the source.

Fang Yuan hurriedly retreated, avoiding, while trying to provoke the second immortal.

Suddenly, the pink skirt on Square Yuan suddenly turned into a cloud of powder, wrapped around him and flew with Square Yuan.

The speed of the flight is called Fang Yuan to admire herself, but it is no worse than the sword, the only one is Fang Yuan. Unfortunately, with the distance of the flight, the pink cloud fog on his body is constantly decreasing and he should have wrapped his whole body. At this time, he has been forced to reveal snow-white and pink thighs and arms.

Fang Yuan is not afraid of anything naked. Ben, this shame is long gone, let alone in his dreams.

He regretted that such a magical potency was clearly not sustainable, otherwise, with such speed alone, confronting the enemies in front of him would be almost undefeated.

“Bitch, you're running pretty fast. But you will surely die today in my hands. I will pay any price to kill you and avenge my brother! ”

The young man's eyes were red and his mouth growled.

At the same time, he provoked immortal killings.

The green wind, in his palm, clustered into a small dagger.

The dagger sparkles with a spectacular light, and the square source looks at it just a little bit and feels frightened.

“Bad!” Fangyuan said.

“One or two fairy tricks alone can't resist this magic trick. But this Zhang Li has no fairy talent for killing, I won't use it either. ”

At a time of anguish, Fang Yuan hastily prompted Xiandao to kill to explain the dream.

Suddenly, a magical power flows through the magic of this moment. A magic trick, dozens of magic tricks, all wrapped up in this magical power, is provoked.

“Is this it?” Fang Yuan noticed this scene and was overjoyed.

He hastily continued to promote the killing and interpretation of dreams. Under the influence of this fairy talent killing technique, the more powerful the subtleties, the more combined many of the magic worms in the Fangyuan fairy talent.

Then, a whole strange fairy talent was formed.

Fang Yuan also doesn't know what this fairy talent kills, what does it do?

Time does not wait. At this moment, the young magic fairy across the street has blown slightly against the palm of her hand with her lips. The Breeze dagger, like an arrow, burst out, straight towards the source, fierce and ill!

A sigh of silence in Fang Yuan's heart. At this moment, he can only do as God commands.

With the help of dream-solving, the Immortal Way killing technique, what good is it, can it be this bright wind dagger now, the source heart is completely without bottom.

However, under the effect of this killing technique, Zhuangyuan suffocated the orchid finger voluntarily, pointing a finger at the young immortal, glamorous as silk, softly said: “Dead ghost, come on! ”

The sound was just as seductive as the temptation. Even Fangyuan himself listened to it and struck a cold tremor.

And then, there really came a dead end.

This is the Soul of the Magic Fairy, with seven turns of power, flying out fearlessly, straight towards the dagger of the Breeze.

When the young magician saw this dead ghost, he changed his face and shouted: “Brother!! ”

Turns out this fairy Zhang Li actually stabbed her husband and refined his soul into a fairy tale.

When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he suddenly moved and shouted, "As long as I rescind the killing, your brother's soul can still be saved. If you have the guts, destroy it too! ”

The young man was furious, but only afraid of hurting the lives of his own brother and fighting to restrain his hands.

Fang Yuan was ecstatic and quickly pulled back the situation.

A moment later, he slaughtered his opponent by means of a bloom.

Dream through!

“Whoa.” The source slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and he returned to reality.

“There's only one scene in this dream.” Square source was slightly unexpected.

It's a very small dream.

The source was passed in one go. Fine taste, he discovered that the boundaries of this growth are not only intellectual, but also spiritual.

“Charisma has never really broken away from wisdom, and there are never any charisma traces in the world, only wisdom traces. So it's still the growth of the intellectual realm. ”

“As for the soul path… I'm afraid this Zhang Li is also a soul repairer. Especially her immortal kill trick. Come quickly, it has a very heavy soul ingredient. ”

The source analyzed it and sorted out its boundaries.

Today, there are as many as eight genres in his priesthood. They are blood, force, change, star, wisdom, waterways, dark lanes, and arrays.

The Refinery is an Associate Master, Master of the Transport, and the Vacancy is still blank. The Kendo realm is ordinary, the soul realm was ordinary, but after Zhang Li dream realm, it was elevated to the level of Associate Master.

“That Immortal Tao killer is coming, it's kind of funny. Though I do not have enough spiritual realms, I am a master of wisdom. Dreams are realistic, very likely to restore some of the power. Although it cannot be completely reproduced, a similar fairy slaughter technique can also be imitated. ”

“But even if this fairy talent was imitated, it wouldn't be much better if I just improved my back. ”

The common magic fairy has a few possibilities, and will often be happy to proceed and begin to deduce the improved fairy path killing technique.

But Fang Yuan is not like this.

In the recent past, his situation has improved considerably, his inspiration and possibilities are numerous, and he needs to pick out and improve the most cost-effective fairy talent.

I have to say, this is a problem of happiness.

The realm of secret passage has been raised to become a master, giving him an idea of killing with the secret passage of immortals and insistence on immortals at its core. This memoir of the Immortal Path kills, can better hide himself.

The upgrading of the frontal realm gave him a whole new idea of Xiandao's killing moves.

The idea made him quite impressed. Original back-to-back killing tactics were centered on Vajra reading and insisting on these two magic tricks, but in his imagination, the power would multiply if he added protection against the magic tricks and some front-line magic tricks.

It happens that after Zhang Li dreams, the dreams flowing in front of Fangyuan are not suitable for exploration.

Convenient sources began to shift their gravity, and improved the Immortal Dow killing technique just back.

Just as Fangyuan rapidly improved his own strength, Qiao Zhizi, Wuyong and others came to the Iron Face God.

The seven-turner fairy, dressed in a martial arts suit, chest and legs and legs, was wearing a light armor, and his face was covered with a thick layer of iron.

This is not the mask he wears, but the hallmark of an iron facsimile.

The magicians who have practiced this fax for generations must be righteous, and they are often the best at finding out the truth in the Southern Jiangxian magician world.

After a closer look at the scene and the two bodies, Iron Face openly asserted: “It was not Joe Zhi's hand. ”

Joe Zhi suddenly exhaled turbidity.

“Who's that?” Martial arts.

“Someone imitated his fairy talent for killing wood like killing. This situation, in fact, is well documented.” The Iron Face God replied, "Lord Wuyong, have you heard of the Seven Fantasy Fairies? ”

Wuwang frowned: “You mean the heir of the Seven Fantasy Fax? It is said that he inherited the true magic fairy and possessed the ability to imitate any magic fairy means in the whole world. Iron Face, are you sure? ”

Iron Face nodded: “In the tower of demons in my town, a Seven Phantoms Fairy was held. The contents of the Seven Fantasy Faxes, although my people did not find out, but some secrets my people know more. For example, the seven phantom faxes are divided into seven layers. Inheritors may choose not to inherit any of the facsimile layers, or to inherit a complete seven-layer facsimile. It's just that every time you inherit a facsimile, you have to fulfill a promise to do something for someone at an uncertain time in the future. Seven levels of fax, that's seven things. ”

“In order to distinguish the Seven Fantasies, our people have long developed relative means to distinguish the truth. I just used it. It must be the Seven Fantasy Fairies. ”

“Kind of funny.” He nodded slightly, his eyebrows wrinkled deeper.

I know the truth, but what?

Who is the Seven Phantoms Fairy? Who is behind him or her?

None of these questions are known to the martial arts!

But the next moment, the word of the Iron Face God stretches out his brow.