Reverend Insanity

Central America, Heaven.

The palace of the Hanbai jade texture has emerged, the silver and white sky, always bright and royal.

In this palace community, there is a pitch-black palace that stands out.

On the plaque in front of the palace, the book says three words - Town Hall!

The breath that spills out of the palace itself underscores the exceptional character of the palace, which is undoubtedly an eight-round fairy house!

In the center of the Town Hall, stand five giant pillars.

Between the red courtyard columns, a gigantic net is formed in series with a purple gold chain.

And in the middle of this mesh, a bunch of wretched souls are bound.

It's the ghost body!

Ziwei Fairy stood faceless on the edge of the five columns: “Ghost Demon, you were a nine-spinning priest before you died, against heaven. You've come to such a close today, it's the bitter fruit of your own making. Do you know what's wrong? ”

Her voice was very bright and echoed in a large palace.

Opposite the group of wretched souls, but remain silent and silent.

Ziwei Fairy added: "In the past, you slaughtered the world, wronged the heavens, satisfied a selfish desire, cast your personal glory. Now that you are a prisoner, do you not repent, sincerely repent, strive for the well-being of the heavens and the earth, and atone for your sins? ”

Silence of the soul.

Ziwei Fairy sighed and inspired the Soul Palace of the Magic House.

Suddenly, the pounding bug arose, like a wave rolling over. The five columns emit red light and heat, like lava casting.

The mesh of myriad purple gold chains is also brilliant and fascinating.

The ghost itself began to tremble, and over time he trembled more and more.

When the tremor reaches a certain level, a strand of information is scratched and transmitted along countless purple gold chains to the Soul Palace.

So on the surface of the columns, a scene emerges, like a human painting, illustrating some of the scenes of the ghost's lifetime.

There are images of him practicing, the English of his battles, the conversation with people, the species of forests, and so on.

The whole soul-searching process lasted for a fragrant period of time, which slowed it down.

Ziwei Fairy was very dissatisfied. The information that was scratched was superficial and really valuable too little.

The next moment, she stared and laughed, “Ghost, since ancient times, why do you have to? You have no hope. Do you expect anyone to break into heaven and get you out? What can you do if you're so recalcitrant? Your ending is set and cannot be changed. ”

The ghost is still silent, like a stubborn iron, a stone.

Fairy Ziwei snorted coldly and turned around.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the gates of the Town Hall closed behind her.

Looking at the empty heavenly garden, the silent palace of gravity, the eyebrows of Ziwei Fairy slightly wrinkled.

These days, her bad feelings grew stronger and stronger.

On the other hand, Phoenix has not waited for Fangyuan and others to show up.

Moreover, there has been no reported forced entry into the vagina in the Western Intelligence collected by the Heavenly Court.

Everything is calm.

But Ziwei Fairy felt inappropriate from this calm.

“Unfortunately, the ghost has fallen to such a point and is still struggling in the negative corner! The information that was scratched did nothing to help me guess the whereabouts of the people who came from the source. ”

“After all, he was once the nine-spinner, the peak legend of the soul path. Even a wrecked soul can resist the scratch of the Town Hall. That's amazing! In other words, if I were left with nothing but a wreck, let alone a fairy house, a six-turn fairy trick, I would have no resistance at all. ”

“That's all. Even if ghosts have not always cooperated, the Town Hall is still capable of searching for souls, although little progress has been made. But over time, one day, all the information on the ghost will be emptied. ”

“As for now...”

Ziwei looked up at the sky and the corner of her mouth curled slightly, revealing a beautiful smile.

“It's time for me to celebrate the prestige of heaven all over the world. ”

A few months after the end of the Dream Wars, the silent heavens burst into shocking news!

The former Ghost Demon Pride, now the body of the spirit, was captured by Heaven, and the counterheavenly conspiracy was destroyed by Heaven's magic fairies.

As soon as the message came out, a wave swept across the immortal realm.

Countless magic fairies shook it up.

The Nine Spins are invincible, overwhelming an era.

It did not occur to me that the Heavenly Court had captured an inmate of the Ninth Spin. And of all the honored, the worst is killing, slaughtering the spiritual demons of heaven!

Though it's only a wreck, it's also shocking enough.

Of course, there were voices that questioned the truth, but soon disappeared.

The heavenly side is naturally well prepared to list all kinds of evidence to declare the impasse, the film sect and the previous Battles of Yitian Mountain, Dream Wars, etc.

The iron evidence is mountainous and convincing.

For a while, the whole world concentrated on the Heavenly Heaven of Central America.

The glory of Heaven's past has been overthrown by countless magic fairies.

It is the first force in the world of magic, the strongest all the time!

It was first created by the primitive Immortal Priest, and then it stood for generations.

Even if the three demons attacked Heaven, they all disappeared.

It's mysterious, it's powerful, it's tall, it's unpredictable!

It is Heaven!!

……

Kitahara, Everlasting Heaven.

The southern wilderness immortal lay on the couch, and the face of the old man was left with the last anger.

“Alas, I can't imagine the honor of the Phantom Ghost Demon. After death, the evening is unsafe. It is actually planted in the hands of heaven.” The Southern Wilderness Immortal sighs deeply.

Before the bed, the Pharmaceutical Emperor softly comforted him: "Lord Namsan, you should keep your eyes closed and rest for a while. ”

The Southern Wilderness Immortal smiled slightly: “I don't have much of a life span, I only have a few days left, that's fine. Sanqiu, remember what I ordered you to do. When I die, you will take over the Southern wasteland. ”

“Yes, my lord. ”

A layer of worry appeared on the face of the Southern Wilderness Cactus: "Times have changed, and the entire Five Domains have reached an unprecedented stage. I have already felt the surge of the times, which are not ordinary waves, which transcend the times of the honored, which were unprecedented tsunamis. Even in my lifetime, if I go wrong, I will perish in the tsunamis of this era. The heavens are so powerful, they must be our greatest enemy, so be careful. ”

“Your words, my lord, must be remembered by the younger generations. ”

……

Nanjiang, the dead royal potato tops the sky.

This is a very special peak. In ancient times, a Nanjiang Eight-Turn Immortal transformed into an immortal stalemate, where it was sieged together by superpowers and eventually died. For a long time, the corpse of the eight spinning fairies was stiffened, nourished by the pounding spiritual energy of the river, and then washed the ashore water grass with the river water, gradually sprouting its roots, eventually becoming a dead mountain.

The corpse royal potato tops the sky by hundreds, close to the heart swirl of the Red Yellow River, full of energy, huge output of resources, and is itself a strategic place to rush.

At this moment, Wuyong stands at the peak of the dead royal potato sky, looking at the intersection of the two rivers, the red and yellow.

Behind him stood Wujiazhu Xianwu Town.

Wuzhen looked at the shadow of martial arts and did not conceal the reverence in his heart.

This corpse, which belongs to the Wujia family, was taken by the Yao family not long ago. After the Dream War, Wuyong carried Yu Qingdi Feng Xiaozhu Building, demonstrating super strong fighting power to deter the men of Nanjiang Zhengdao. Moreover, in the ensuing negotiations, he succeeded in retrieving from Heavenly Heaven the immortals previously lost in the Nanjiang Pathway, most of which were dispersed to the Orthodox family.

As a result, the reputation of the martial arts is strong. Although the Wujia family has suffered heavy losses, it has swept away its previous weakness and stabilized the first throne in Nanjiang.

A great stick, a candy hand, no martial arts disadvantage, succeeded in succeeding in subjugating the loss of ground in the ensuing days, causing many positive forces to retreat, almost unbleeding.

Today, in the Wujia family, there are people who compare the martial arts to the martial arts, the Wujia morale is high, and it is determined that the martial arts and wisdom will surely lead the Wujia to continue its glory!

“Wuzhen, this is a strategic place. Wujia up and down, you are the only one that reassures me, I will leave this place to you.” Neither did the martial artist return, looking at the distant whirlpool, and opening his mouth.

“Yes, I'm sure I shouldn't be too upset with the elders.” Wuzhen's tone implicitly trembles.

“My lord...” he paused and continued, "The dead royal potato top heaven is the last lost ground recovered by my Wujia. Next, shall we counterattack the past? ”

The martial arts frowned.

The counter-attack plan, he's been secretly plotting.

But after receiving information that Heaven had captured the ghost, Martial Arts decided to give up.

“This time, the Wu family went up and down, damaging a lot of family magic fairies. Since the loss of land has been recovered and the territory is vast, the original hands have been barely enough and are now inadequate. Next, rest and recuperation, cultivate more descendants of the Wujia family, and achieve the position of magician. ”

“Yes, too big an elder to remember.” Wuzhen is respectful.

Now the prestige of martial arts is extremely high, his decision, Wujiazhuxian will support.

“But you can't let go of what you did to my Wu family. Although the Territory would not be expanded, the resources for reparation must be there.” Martial mediocrity continues, with a hint of war hidden in his voice.

Wu Zhenzhen suddenly exhilarated: “Too old and wise! ”

……

West Desert, Tang's main camp.

“The heavens and the earth are so powerful, it's amazing.” The second elder of the Tang family was worried.

Mrs. Tang's elder glanced at him lightly and knew why he was here.

Before working with Yuan and others, the second elder was opposed. As soon as the news of the capture of the ghost is made public today, Tang Jiaxian is under tremendous pressure.

“Will we be held accountable by heaven for our cooperation with Yuan and others?” The second elder sighed.

“How about blaming? What if I don't?” The elder smiled.

The Second Elder frowned and kept walking: “If we don't pursue it, of course we are all very happy. We can continue to work with the film sect. But if we chase it down, we Tang family is really a superpower in the West Apocalypse Immortal Realm, we can unite other families against Heaven. Of course, secrecy must be maintained and no evidence must be leaked. Otherwise, the heavens will occupy the great justice and force me to wait, and my people will not be able to borrow reinforcements. ”

“Besides, if it doesn't work, only the car guard will abandon Tang Fangming and Tang Liang Ke. ”

The elder smiled, “Ha ha, look, you already know what to do. What are you panicking about? ”

“Uh.”

The elders converged their laughter and said positively: “My Tang family must be so adventurous if it is to rise. If we do not grasp the dream of stealing the Lord of the Heavenly Demons, do we deserve this immortality? As for Tang Fangming and Tang Lao Ke, he was also aware. Sacrificing for the family is also the best place for you and me to go. ”

The Second Elder sighed: “See you, Elder! ”