Reverend Insanity

“I can track down the Seven Fantasy Fairies.” This word of the Iron Face God makes the martial eyebrows unfold.

Since the Iron Family captured a generation of Seven Fantasy Fairies, arrangements have been made for the Seven Fantasy Faxes.

Of the many Nanjiang superfamilies, the Iron Family is undoubtedly the hardest force against the demons. Especially after the establishment of the Tiejia Town Demon Tower, the Tiejia move became the top beam pillar of the path to chase the Magic Fairy.

Immediately, the Iron Face God prompted the Immortal Path to kill, and investigated the traces of the presence.

“This way!” Once the direction is clear, the iron spin flies eastward.

Wuyong and Qiao Zhizi looked at each other and followed closely.

The clues are intermittent, but under the tracking of the experienced Iron Face God, the Three Immortals have made excellent progress.

Half an hour later, they returned to the bloody crater.

Joe Zhizi was amazed: “How did you get back here? ”

The Iron Face God sneered: “The most dangerous place is the safest place...”

Joe Zhizi reacted and couldn't help but admire the words: "Good courage. ”

Martial eyes swept across and overflowed with cold light. After a few breaths, his eyes were set in the bloodbath pit.

Ow...!

Originally calm on the surface of the bloody tide, suddenly there was a surge, from which countless blood beasts swept out.

Lots of desolate blood beasts, filled with a small amount of ancient blood beasts, hundreds of thousands, the fierce god evil, to martial arts and other three immortals.

Blood beasts are a kind of beast.

Instead of reproducing, they are naturally nourished, condensed by traces of the blood canal.

Similar to blood beasts, there are also snowmonsters, mud monsters, cloud beasts, soul beasts, beasts of the year, stone dragons.

“Blood tide pits have such wonders? Is this where the blood beasts are hatched?” The Iron Face deity whispered and looked at the martial arts.

The martial arts also reveal a slightly surprising colour.

One of the faxes of the blood sea ancestors hidden in the blood tide pit was obtained by a mortal manipulator, Shangyanfei, before being taken over by Wujia. After the Wujia included the bloodtide crater in their own layout, they also explored it, never discovered anything else, and in the days that followed, it was just an ordinary resource point.

“There are so many blood-beast ambushes, no wonder these seven magical fairies are hidden here.” Joe Zhi suddenly.

Blood beasts have formed an army, they have surging. They look strange. Some are tiger heads, some are snake-body rabbits, some are tortoise-backed dragontails, some are like trees, and they hang monkey fruits...

The smell of blood poured out his nose, and his ears filled with the roars of blood beasts and horrors.

Such a force suddenly erupted, and even the superfamily had to be overwhelmed.

However, Joe Zhizi and Iron Face God did not change color and had no intention of retreating.

Because at this moment, martial arts stands before both of them.

“A bunch of bastards.” Wu Wan snorted coldly, his eyes sparkling with anger.

He's angry.

In the recent past, he sat in the town martial arts house, redeployed generals, left shielded from right, tired of coping, already bored. Now there is another Seven Fantasy Magic Fairy, with a sinister heart, the plot is not right, it actually killed the two Wujia magicians Wu Xuan Wu and Jonghao!

A breeze, brewing beside him.

The green breeze, unconsciously, surrounds itself in the blood beast of an assault cry.

Blood beasts are still raging, and the speed of the assault has not decreased in the slightest.

At this moment, a blood beast suddenly exploded!

This self-detonation is not a thunderbolt, but very gentle, as if a soap bubble were a ruin.

After two successive bloodbeasts exploded, close to the eyes of the three immortals, but they were powerless and could not hurt a single hair of the three immortals.

Before the roar and rush, like a joke.

Hundreds of six revolutions, dozens of seven revolutions, in front of the martial arts, disintegrates, fragile as if it were a toy made of paper.

That's the power of spinning!

“What kind of immortal killing technique is this... the breath has converged to the extreme and I can't even sense it!” Joe Zhi's face was full of shock.

The Iron Face is deeply eyed and stares at the shadow of the martial arts.

The face of the martial arts is as heavy as water, eyes locked tightly below the bloodstream.

Blood beast formation, not without cost, the bloodstream dried up, the original heavenly pit almost overflowed the bloodstream, is exhausted at this moment.

Joe Zhizi sighed, shameful and dark. He sensed the original intense traces of the bloodway, which collapsed to nothing. Beyond that, the bloodtide crater no longer exists, leaving only one of the most common crater terrain.

Martial arts don't care.

In the eyes of the common man, the pit, which was deeply invisible, was at first glance in his investigation.

A figure covered in colorful glow appeared within the scope of martial arts investigation.

“Is it you who dare to challenge the majesty of the Wu family?” The tone of martial arts is faint, but anyone can hear the anger and killing in his tone.

The mysterious magic fairy stationed here at the bottom of the heavenly pit smiled bitterly: "Master Wuyong, I can't help but feel compelled. Next... How offensive! ”

“Hmm?” The mediocre face changed slightly.

The next moment, the environment around him changes dramatically!

Originally blue sky and mountains, they all disappeared, all sides, up, down, left, right, turned into a purple red color.

Three immortals are not close, not far away, and the sense of spatial distance is seriously disturbed here.

Wow...

The sound of the waves enters the ear, and the wreckage of the just crushed blood beast is turned into blood water. It condenses into a great river of the Yangtze River, which flows under the Three Immortals.

Blood tip, a bloody wave blossoming, countless purple thoughts, like a torrential rain, attacked the Three Immortals.

“Damn it! Turns out those bloodbeasts are just preludes and traps. So insidious!” Joe Zhizi shouted.

The Iron Face looked around nervously: "Is this a Sendao battlefield killing move or a super battlefield? ”

His reconnaissance made it impossible to see through the environment!

The martial arts look unpleasant, snorted coldly and swayed with large sleeves.

Boom, a storm, a giant tornado ball, covering a full mile of space, including Wuqiao Iron Three Immortals.

Purple thoughts strike like a storm, striking on a balloon, crackling brittle, unable to break through the balloon protection.

Slowly raised his right hand and bounced.

Ding-dong crisp.

A Bimock bug flew out of his fingertips.

Bugs drill out of the balloon and fly extremely fast towards the bloodstream.

During the flight, it rose sharply and its torso expanded rapidly, one foot, five feet, one leg, five legs, fifteen legs.

For a few breathing moments, it turned into a 22-year-old fierce wind dragon, a tooth dancing claw, breaking through the rain screen of purple thoughts and crashing into the bloodstream.

The bloodstream surged, forming a vortex, like a giant beast, trying to swallow the dragon.

Green in the eyes of the martial arts, the wind dragon roared in the sky, suddenly turned into an infinite emerald wind blade, everywhere * * * *.

The whirlpool of the blood river was strangled directly by the wind blade, which spread and flew, cutting off the entire orangutan blood river.

Joe Zhizi and Iron Face God are all staring at each other with vision, vibration and amazing divine colors.

Every stroke of martial arts is a fairy way to kill, and the power is extraordinary, far beyond the seven turns level. If they were their opponents, they wouldn't even make it to the next half-step.

Such a powerful immortal killing technique, martial arts practiced by hand, as if instinct, easily as breathing.

“Master Wuyong's every kill technique is extremely restrained in the atmosphere, so it can't be revealed.” Joe Zhizi's head shook.

“This wind dragon killing technique, there is a second type of change, turned into countless wind blades... martial arts is by no means as mediocre as rumored, such a fierce force... he hid so deep!” The eyes of the Iron Face sparkle brightly.

He looked at the shadow of the martial arts, and suddenly he was fortunate that the Iron Family and the Martial Family had maintained an alliance without ever turning their faces over.

Wu Lixiu and Wuyong are mother-child relationships, the former like the wind at the top of the mountain, and the latter like the wind at the valley. They behave differently and have different personalities, but the same thing is fierce!

However, the surrounding environment remained unchanged as a result of the wanton and aggressive attacks.

The broken blood river, transformed into two strands, actually double-swelled, forming two blood rivers, both of which are the same size as before.

If Joe Zhi material is slightly discoloured and can be stuck under the attack of the Eight-Turn Magic Immortal, what is the means to trap the three of them?

His doubts did not last long, and a figure emerged in the bloodstream, faintly opening his mouth and giving the answer.

“This is the Purple Blood First River Array. Wuyong, if you don't use the two eight-rotation magic tricks that your mother left you, you can't break through this array with your eight-rotation breeze alone.” Shinjun Zishan said.

He is not a small person at this moment, but grows larger and is no different than a normal person.

As he opened his mouth, his body slowly rose and an “island” floated beneath his feet.

Joe Zhi material, Iron Face God face dramatically changed, and martial arts is also a movement. All because Shinjun Zishan did not converge on his own breath, there is no doubt that the eight-turning identity exhibition.

“Who are you? What's the plan?” Martial arts whisper and ask.

Zhenjun Zishan smiled and looked up to Wuyong. “Nature is killing you. When you die, the Wu family shakes and is besieged by other families, you will surely fall apart. ”

Wuwang shrugged, turned his head back and laughed haha.

It was angry and laughing.

He laughed for a while and lowered his head violently, his eyes bursting with fierceness: “How dare you. In that case, I will kill you and truly lay down my eight-round voice. ”

His rise, he said, gave rise to a strong breath.

A myriad of worms, in his magic tricks, were lifted.

Joe Zhizi and Iron Face withdrew quickly, and they all felt an unparalleled threat from the martial arts.

The smile on Shinjun's face converged.

Wuyong's previous attempts at immortal killing were silent and the breath was extremely convergent. But at this moment, he brewed a fairy way to kill, breathing like a raging wave.

From this perspective, Wuyong has begun to fight with all his might!

What is the Immortal Way of Killing that prevents the martial arts from converging?

Whatever the killing tactics, once it is provoked, it must be stone breaking and astonishing and powerful.

How can you do what you want?

Shinjun Zishan's thoughts moved, countless purple thoughts, again like a torrential rain, gushing * * * * up...

Wujia.

Clan Hall.

“This, this! This!!" Wujiazhen Xian, who guarded the clan hall, suddenly changed his face dramatically. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead and his face was as pale as a dead person.

He lost his voice and shouted: "Lord Wuyong's name tag is broken and his soul lamp is extinguished! Lord Wuyong... is he dead?! ”

NOTE: This will continue until July 24 and will explode on 25 * * * *, giving back to my friends all the time. Recently, internal and external difficulties, poor professional writers, really stressful, I suspected myself of having depression for some time. Lately, however, I've adjusted a little bit, as if I was dying of thirst in the desert, and I drank a cold, open glass. Now, I began to balance the material needs of the outside world with the spiritual pursuits of the two ends.

Professionalization is a process that needs to be adapted, and I'm beginning to figure out how to approach the profession, treat the reader, treat myself, and treat life.

Thank you for your silent support and understanding of tolerance.

There's a saying.

When you want to be God, you must be close to becoming the devil.

I don't welcome God and the devil, I welcome friends and acquaintances.

Because everyone is equal!