Reverend Insanity

Boom!

The giant wave bypasses the ancient monkeys and circles them from all sides to slap the people of yellow history directly.

In yellow history, a man's heart was frozen in this instant.

He is the magic fairy of the heavens, the elite of the mighty in the eight turns, at this moment finally understood.

“Turns out the source and others can really manipulate this river segment?! ”

He was in shock.

This means that before too ancient a monkey was trapped in the Sword River and was clearly a trap. And he stuck his own head in a trap, the previous battle he had been blindfolded in, into the calculation he didn't know!

This is an insult to the people of Yellow History!

“But how is that possible? Fangyuan was able to manipulate a river of light and shadow. He inherited the Black Fax, but didn't do that! This is the result of Lord Ziwei's calculations. ”

The shock eased slightly, and a suspicion arose in the minds of people in yellow history.

In the course of a giant wave burst, his mind spins back and forth.

“I'm afraid it's the power of Red Lotus fax. ”

“Only a person like Red Lotus Demon can control a long river of light. ”

With the big waves in sight, the face of Huang History has emerged with perseverance.

“That's it! ”

“Let me show you who I really am in Yellow History! ”

“Ah--!” In yellow history, people suddenly roared, and at one time countless bug breaths erupted, a yellow halo, constantly * * * shining on him.

He was bald and shiny.

The boulders above his head swelled like a hill, suppressing the water of the Yin River.

His breath became unpredictable, his eyes watched, and the waves of light returned to their original state.

At the same time, he jumped out of his body countless gloomy lights, floating towards white ice and others, seemingly slow and fast!

Huang History's angry mind is in a state of desperation, and it has generated 10% of its fighting power!

“Awesome! In an instant, at least four fairy tales were used to kill.” Fang Yuan saw such a scene and couldn't help but beat his heart.

Since Huang history can be trusted by Ziwei Fairy, he was sent alone to the Long River of Light Yin, the sniper source, naturally has his strength.

At this moment, he erupted all his strength, immediately resisting the waves of light and shadow, maintaining his own safety, and spreading spicy hands to attack the white ice and others.

White condensed ice and others are all discolored and trapped in brown smoke and dust, unable to escape.

Even the ancient monkeys intensified their struggle, showing panic in the roar.

This gloomy power, though random, is well known in the world. Even Phoenix doesn't dare touch easily, let alone white ice and others?

“He's forcing me to show up.” Mumbling in the mouth of the source, his eyes cast towards the ghost will beside him.

He used these people as bait, and if sacrificed at this time, it would be a huge loss for him.

However, the shadows filled with ghostly souls are innocent, and Fangyuan deliberately arranges them, naturally fearing that the ghost will have other ideas.

Ghost will haha laugh: “Don't worry, Fang Yuan, this Shi Lotus Island is built by the Red Lotus Demon himself. Huang History people can resist the waves of the river, but this is the extinction of both swords. ”

“You see, this is the most powerful knife of all, Kowloon, called the Ninety-Nine Rounds Back Blade. Once deployed, it is endless, lifeless, the razor light is destroyed on one level, and there is one layer, nine layers of razor light, each layer can slaughter a ghost god. After the knife light is cut off, it will return to the loop and attack again. The first layer of knife light will attack a total of nine times, and the ninth layer of knife light together will be 9981 times. This is an amazing move. Knife Kowloon has only done it three times in his life. Every time he does it, it costs him 100 years of life! And this move I made at this time, it was when he and Xi Yuan fought each other, the culminating masterpiece of life! ”

With the explanation of the ghost will, the source of convenience saw the suppressed wave of light, and it was true that nine layers of knife light emerged.

The knife is brilliant, like a sun fragment, radiant, even if the convenience source is viewed through an image, you can't help but squeeze your eyes, the eyes feel a tingle for a while.

He is outside the battlefield, much less the fairies in the battlefield.

Seeing this blade of light, the human face in yellow history has changed dramatically and is appalling.

In these nine layers of light, he felt a strong threat to his life. This is not a joke. If Knife Kowloon is from the top 10 countries in Central America, he can definitely enter the heavens.

He was once a wealthy, windy figure in the desert, a legend of the knife lane at the height of arrogance.

This blow he made was the culmination of his life's battle. It was a desperate attempt to kill Xi Yuan.

Yellow history is appalling, and no longer cares about waves, monkeys of too ancient times, or white ice condensation.

He screamed so hard that he could pull out the means at the bottom of the chest and kill his defenses.

Boom, boom...

The loud noise continued, and the laminar knife continued to bombard him. The dazzling knife, layered after layered, surrounds the poor Yellow History, constantly slaughtered, interwoven into a large group of white light.

And at the very heart of this group, in yellow history, people retracted into the turquoise boulder above their heads, desperately resisting.

The blade lasted for a moment and gradually dissipated.

The boulders around the man in yellow history have completely disappeared, his whole face is bloodless and white, and he has huge wounds all over his chest and back.

There was no bleeding in the wound, but that was just a bad sign, because the wound was filled with traces of the knife canal, and the blade continued to erupt, eroding the five dirty hearts of people in yellow history.

“Ha-ha-ha, look, he can't do it anymore.” The ghost will laugh.

“Then do it again!” Ghost will eyebrows rise, hands dance and feet dance, “this is Xi Yuan's Ace means, haha, believe it or not, you will not die! ”

As he said, a strong sword rose in the fading waves of light.

This sword is mountainous, unpredictable and has unparalleled power to bury everything in the world!

In yellow history, human pupils shrink to needle tip size, and there is only one thought in mind - escape!

But the next moment, he found himself locked in this sword and could not fly in mid-air.

“Here, this is Xi Yuan's slaughter sword burial pit! Oops, it sucks!! ”

In yellow history, people's hearts beat and they panicked.

He withstood the ninety-nine rounds of the Blade and exhausted his means. At this moment, his condition is low and his defenses fall to the bottom of the valley.

“Am I going to crash here today?” Yellow history has foreshadowed the breath of death.

At this point, on Ishleen Island, the ghost will cry out: "Oh no, Ishleen Island can't hold up. If we are to persevere in killing the people of Huang history, the backbone of Shi Lian Island will be drained. If you let go of Yellow History, it will last several years. ”

“Kill him.” Fangyuan glanced in the dark and did not hesitate to spew out the three words.

“Got it!" The ghost will answer and stop talking.

Yellow history has witnessed intense struggle, but it has never been possible to escape the bondage of swordsmanship.

His face was horrible and his heart kept screaming.

“I didn't know I was going to die here. ”

“My sacrifice is irrelevant, but it has caused Heaven's plan to fail and kept Fang Yuan, the demon from the sky, at large. ”

“I don't want to... ah! I don't like it...”

In yellow history, people roared and suddenly the voice stopped.

Then his life disappeared, and the sword was like a monster in darkness, swallowing his whole life.

The Eight Spirits of the Universe, the Heavenly Magic Immortal, have been killed in Yellow History!