Reverend Insanity

Chapter 1365: Purple Meteorology (Bottom)

Shinjun Zishan finds himself dressed in a ragged clothing, wolfish, old face, covered in dust, limbs lean, dirty and messy.

But then he looked at the magician girl in front of him and said, “Is that her? Key figures in the fate trajectory. No, it seems to be not her, but her descendants. ”

After leaving a simple piece of food, the maid accompanied her and left.

That night, Purple went to the door, and in her dreams, gave her a fax.

“This facsimile is a bit messy, both intellectual and changeable, with more esophagus. Let's just call it Blackjack Fax. ”

“Alas, I don't know if it will work, can it continue? ”

“But there is hope after all, isn't there? ”

Purple silence leaves.

……

Kitahara, in a cave.

“Coming." Shinjun Zishan said softly.

Young, longevity lady, breaking into the place. When she saw Shinjun Zishan, she was at the bottom of the valley: “It turns out that there are seniors here. The seniors are leaving now, and they dare not disturb the seniors to gather this fax. ”

The smell on Shinjun Zishan shocked the woman's heart.

Shinjun Zishan glanced at her and thought: “This is the woman. ”

And he said, "Little girl, you're young enough to be a magic fairy, and you know it, and you know how to move in and out. It's good. I can't get this fax together, I don't deserve it. I would like to give this fax directly to you, but once you have inherited the fax, you will need to show me its contents. At the same time, you owe me a debt of gratitude, and if anything happens in the future, you need to help someone who can use this channel worm to convey the message. ”

……

“Huh! To kill, listen to me! But don't be paranoid if you want me to beg for forgiveness.” The female magician collapsed on the floor and breathed very hard.

Purple laughed.

“You little girl, that's funny. Reminds me of a lot of the past. You're lucky to meet me. ”

Speaking, Purple stretched out his index finger, gently toward the forehead of the female magician.

“This is a flaming fax, I only gave you the first half, enough for you to practise five turns and become the strong among the magicians. And in the second half, I hid somewhere in the North Plains, and in the future, if you get a chance to find the second half, you might be able to use it to raise the fairy. ”

After that, the purple disappeared.

“Ascendant? This old beggar is insane, is he a magician?!” The sorceress waited a while and recovered.

She left quickly with suspicion.

Purple stepped on the cloud and watched the sorceress leave, mumbling: “The girl has a special taste, not only of fate, but also of heaven's attention. One of her future loved ones, I'm afraid, will be a chess piece of God's will. ”

……

“Oh, boy, I have three faxes here. ”

“The first heirloom will set you ablaze and stare at the dust. The second heirloom will leave you in the air. The third inheritance is to help God through life and death. Which one did you choose? Think about it and tell me. ”

When I was a teenager, I thought about it for a while: "I chose the third one! ”

“Another hope. ”

“Alas... almost 100,000 years. ”

“I hope that the more hope I have, the more I can accumulate, it will help the main plan. ”

……

Ho!

The sound of the dragon whistle came and stirred up the whole blessing.

Dragon Master opened his mouth, dragon flame jet, directly hit Shinjun Zishan.

Shinjun Zishan broke his arm and blocked this deadly blow. He could only retreat.

Lord Long reaches out and shakes his hand, Zishan Zhenjun suddenly feels a heartache. Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

Shinjun Zishan endured the pain and, despite the inconvenience of movement, still tried to escape with a trick.

Lord Long's face is still apathetic: "Do you know why you lost? ”

He looked at Shinjun Purple Mountain like a cat and a mouse.

Shinjun Zishan coughed twice and spit out a breath of blood, looking up at the dragon lord above: “May I hear the details. ”

Long Gung sneered and suddenly disappeared. The next moment, he appeared in front of Shinjun Zishan.

Hit him hard!

Shinjun Zishan's middle punch in the abdomen was immediately beaten by an unparalleled amount of punch, directly blowing up the front and back, forming a terrible hole.

Shinjun Zishan was like a shell. He was driven by his fists and crashed into the ground and into a pit.

“You want to assimilate with Heaven, in fact, Lord Starscream did it countless years ago. She's the pioneer of wisdom. How could you possibly axe Ben in front of her old man? ”

“One thing you've been doing for the rest of your life is competing with God for pieces. Unfortunately, when you assimilate with God, you become a chess piece of God's will. ”

Lord Long said, slowly descending.

Shinjun Zishan bit his teeth, shocked hard and flew out of the pit.

He flew back a distance, landed on the ground and coughed up blood.

His abdomen, with only two sides of the flesh left, was no longer bleeding and stopped by his means.

Shinjun Zishan's face was so pale, his body swayed, his eyes darkened, he only supported himself with willpower, and he did not faint on the spot.

Dragon slowly landed on the ground, did not chase, but stretched out his forefinger, a little farther towards Shinjun Zishan.

Boom!

A brilliant column of light, exposed.

Shinjun Zishan scattered some slight purple light all over his body, but in the dragon duke's depleted and decaying offensive, he was bombarded high and thrown away, and then landed bang, quickly forming a bloody pocket around him.

“As for the second reason for the failure, you should almost have guessed. No mistake, this dream has long been eroded by God. The longer the dreams appear, the deeper the degree of natural erosion. ”

“This time, I am fortunate that the stars and the sky have come to the point, and I have long understood the state and location of the ghost body. ”

“Oh, and that square source. Ironically, if he was hiding somewhere else, we wouldn't have found him yet. Unfortunately, he preferred to come to the dream to explore, and his soul fell into the dream and was directly exposed to the eyes of God. ”

“His attempts against the will of heaven are also damned, and he will certainly die today. ”

Lord Long walked in.

In the meantime, countless soul beasts gathered again, black pressed, like clouds pressed the city, coming from high altitude to slay the Dragon Lord again.

Lord Long continued walking and didn't even look at the wind above his head. He just lifted his left arm and grabbed his palm gently.

Boom!

Atmospheric explosion, instant room, countless soul beasts split apart, exploding into countless pieces.

Lord Long is a quasi-jiu-turning warrior, majoring in airways and fixing changeways. At this moment, exposed airway means are displayed, in front of which the army of souls and beasts is weak as a paper toy.

He stepped forward with strong body and fluttering hair.

In front of Shinjun Zishan, Dragon Gang stood still and looked down at Shinjun Zishan at his feet.

Shinjun Zishan lay on the ground, his arms trembled, trying his best to support his upper body, he wanted to stand up.

He also wants to continue fighting.

Then, Lord Long looked at him quietly and saw that he had finally tried his best to stand up slowly and stand in front of himself.

But Shinjun Zishan's injuries were too severe, and he had no ability to fight any more.

Even this simple motion of standing, he can't hold on.

But just as he was about to fall, the Dragon Master took his hand and grabbed Shinjun Zishan's neck.

Dragon public iron clamp-like hands, lift Zhenjun Zishan slightly, get his feet off the ground.

“How does it feel to be hopeless? That's how miserable it is to try to go against the sky. This is true even if it is the soul of the honored.” The Dragon Lord is cold.

Shinjun Zishan grabbed Lord Long's arm with his hands: “Cough, I... really... there is no hope. However, it does not mean that the others… no, no… haha.”.

Dragon face changed slightly, sharp dragon eyes quickly swept the whole body of Shinjun Zishan.

“No wonder you're so embarrassed. ”

“Turns out some of the magic tricks were sent away! ”

“or the thief's heart is immortal. ”

“Since you can't do anything, what can you do with the rest of the film? ”

Zishan Zhenjun's face was full of purple and red. He could barely breathe and speak.

He can only murmur in his heart: “This man is different...”

“Fang Yuan! ”

“You're absolutely different! ”

“You are the complete demon of the outside world, the only one who stands against destiny. ”

“Again, you are the biggest chess piece of God's choosing to deal with my film sect. Now, you've broken away from the layout of God. ”

“I have been assimilating with God, sowing hope and influencing destiny. Unfortunately, I failed. As Lord Long said, I also became a chess piece of God's will, unconsciously. The process of assimilating me with God, the process of assimilating me with God. ”

“I have no hope. But Fangyuan is your best hope. ”

“Let me exert my final influence at the last moment of my life! ”

“Oh, I'm really looking forward to it. How far can you go to have all the inheritance of cinema? ”

“Go stir it up, Fong Yuan!! ”

These inner howls all pass into the ears of the source.

Fang Yuan's sentiment was all over him: “People are dying...”

He finally stopped questioning: “I understand your feelings, though once a dead enemy... I will take over this mess and I will be the master of the film sect! ”

“Good, very... good.” Shinjun Zishan's eyelids dropped powerlessly.

He died entangling Lord Dragon's hands, but the motion solidified, still pinching Lord Dragon's arm.

In a combat posture!

At this moment, Shinjun Zishan, die in battle!

His fluttering purple hair stopped shining. A hundred thousand years of journeys, at this moment, have come to an end.

This is a life of constant struggle and pause.

Although he failed and lost his life, he was still sowing hope at the last minute.

He died of anticipation, perhaps that was why he was still smiling at the corner of his mouth before he died.

Exactly...

One hundred thousand years, half his life awake, half crazy.

Watch the heavens not bow down, and the final legacy becomes a source of chaos.