Reverend Insanity

“offend me and stay alive!” Luang Diling shouted and collaborated with the Mao Minzhixian around him, prompting Tenba Thoreau to attack directly.

Back off!

Seeing the silver giants, the Central American fairies were shaped like electricity, retreating from all directions.

Even Feng Jiu is retreating.

However, his retreat was the slowest, not because he was no faster than the rest of the magicians, but because he was intentionally behind them.

There is no doubt that Feng Jiu Song is the most powerful Chinese magician and the leader of this tour, and most of the success of this tour falls on his shoulders. He is needed to defend the big picture in all aspects.

“This is the Phoenix Nine Song of Lingzhai of China!” Luang Diling presided over Tenba Thoreau. Seeing Feng Jiu's song was also her eyes narrowed and her face was full of heavy color.

Bad visitors, so much inspiration, so much pressure.

Because of the emergence of Phoenix, it means the top ten ancient Chinese factions, and it also means that Heaven has become an opponent of Langfudi!

Heavenly Heaven, the first force in the history of the people, is also the first hole in the world!

How can such an adversary, Lung Di Ling, not be nervous or under heavy pressure?

“Little Five!” Calling out in the mouth of the moon.

Mao Xian nodded quickly: "Look at me! ”

He prompted Xiandao to kill.

The killing technique immediately took effect, reflected in the Tenba Thoreau silver giant, who suddenly opened his mouth and ejected a pillar of rejuvenation.

The columns of light came to the front of Phoenix in a blink of an eye.

“How fast!” Feng Jiu's song was also slightly stunned, and the white glow reflected on his face, but his mouth curled slightly.

Shh.

In an instant, he disappeared, the column penetrated his position, and went straight to the distance, stirring up a slice of air along the way.

Feng Jiu Song reappeared, but did not retreat, and came to the forehead of the silver giant.

“He's right on our heads.” Among the silver giants, Mao Minxian, who was in charge of the investigation, immediately shouted.

Mao Min's magic fairies suddenly panicked.

“Come and take this from me without being rude.” Feng Jiu Gulang laughed, his sleeves floated and a pounding momentum burst from him.

Immortal Tao Kill - Three Exhortations!

Feng Jinhuang fired a fist and sounded the drums of war. Another slap and a bronze bell. Again, produce a sharp whistle.

This is a stunning trick in a three-tone fax: a drum, a bell, and a whistle finger.

Previously, Feng Jiu only chose to practice the first two to fill his own means, but since Fangyuan escaped his pursuit, Feng Jiu returned to China to reflect on his shortcomings, practiced painstakingly, and practiced his last finger.

In this way, the three main tools can be fully implemented to form a three-pronged dance.

Fist, palm, finger, punch, palm, finger, in this order, Feng Jiu song is constantly attacking, the consumption of fairy dollar per hit is greatly reduced, and the defeat of Wei energy is still slightly increased.

Although the amplitude of each increase is small, Feng Jiu song attacks extremely fast, fist finger cycles like a wheel, has struck hundreds of hits in a short time! In this way, as the number of attacks soars, the power of the Three Gossips must not be underestimated!

Taoist soundwaves hit the silver giant, gradually beating the silver giant at a steady pace, and the Maoist fairies went dizzy.

The silver giant waved his arms, stirring the wind and clouds, trying to slap Phoenix in the air.

But Feng Jiu song flying means is extremely hard, tempered in the middle of the air, extraordinary spiritual, giant arms are terribly strong and vicious, but there is no way to take Feng Jiu song.

“Looks like we'll have to use fairy talent to restrain this man!” The heavier the glance, the lower the sigh, “Mao 34%! ”

The two Mao Minqi Xianqi responded, prompting Xiandao to kill.

Mao San's push to kill allowed the silver giant to gradually emerge a layer of inky green wooden vine armor.

Feng Jiu's three extinctions were struck on the top, and Tao Dao's sound waves were actually absorbed by this wooden vine armor.

Mao Four's move to kill allows the Silver Giant to eject countless golden spiral airflows over its head. The airflow was dense and numb, surrounding Feng Jiu song.

Feng Jiu Song's situation suddenly turned downward.

His offense was no longer beneficial and, depending on how he flew, there were more and more golden spiral cyclones around him that were hard to shake off.

Not far away, Zhongzhou Xianfang Yunhua saw this, his heart moved: “According to intelligence, take this silver giant and the battle lay the big picture. Phoenix is in trouble, I can help him. ”

Thinking of this, Fang Yunhua was about to push the killing move. Suddenly he heard a warning from his companion: “Fang Yunhua, hide! ”

“What?!” At the next moment, Fang Yunhua saw the silver giant open his mouth again and eject a column of bright light.

This light column directly shoots at Square Yunhua. Square Yunhua rushes to rush the means of protection.

But Tianbo Solo is the eight revolutionary force. Although Fang Yunhua is the seven revolutionary strong, it is by no means the stream of Phoenix and Fangyuan. The protective measures on him cover only three breathing times.

But three breaths were enough, Fang Yunhua took the opportunity to turn into a white cloud light, scattered around, and gathered at another high altitude to regain his original body.

The corner of Fang Yunhua's mouth is bloody, her face is pale, and the bottom of her eyes is even more appalling.

“I've just been distracted, trying to brew a killing move, revealing a glitch, so the other person can immediately see it. What kind of reconnaissance is this? ”

The floor of Langfu is deep, but all are based on refinery. The former Langdi Spirit was not interested in anything but refinery.

So this is a surveillance technique that comes from a film facsimile.

Originally, Fax was exchanged with Lang Di Ling, on the one hand for trading, and on the other hand to help Lang Pai increase their fighting power!

Langhua has a magic trick, which is the lack of quality killing techniques used to fight.

Now, the Origin initiative has finally come to fruition.

Feng Jiu's song is also a heavy heart.

This reconnaissance and killing technique appears to instantly detect the enemy's bloom, causing immortals to strike precisely.

With this kind of killing technique, there is a tremendous amount of interference and obstruction in the siege of the silver giant by the Chinese magicians.

Because these Chinese magicians come from all walks of life, they usually rarely cooperate in battle, and once they siege the Silver Giant, they will surely make a mistake in cooperation. When such a mistake occurs, it is immediately exploited by the silver giant.

“The larger the number, the more troublesome it seems. Then leave me alone for a moment to drag Soro.” Feng Jiu Song fought while his mind was moving.

He quickly changed his tactics and directed the rest of the magic fairies: “You disperse and arrange the magic array so that I can wait for the next army to come. ”

“How dare you!” Ling Ling listened to this, and suddenly scolded.

Phoenix smiled.

That's how he said it intentionally. It's a blushing, naked masculine plot, and he's not afraid of wandering off.

Silver giants have eight turns, but there is only one, but there are a total of seven Chinese magicians. Silver giants are idle, but if Mao Minxian comes out to fight, then the calculation of Feng Jiu song is even worse.

Though these Maoists have improved their martial arts, they are hardly rivals of the Seven Spins of Central America, one-on-one.

So Langley Ling is facing a dilemma, can't split up, can't split up!

The Battle of Langfudi is raging, far away in the foetal maze of Nanjiang, but it is a tranquility.

“Where am I?” Fang Yuan opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed.

He wanted to get up and found himself badly injured.

His eyes were confused and he muttered to himself: "Who am I? I seem to have... forgotten something very important. ”

“Son, you're finally awake!” At this time an old woman heard movement and came in from outside the house and was happy to see the source of the resurrection crying.

“Are you?” questioned.

The old woman's face shook and she cried: “Son, are you out of your mind? Are you nuts? I am your mother, you are Shen San. The day before yesterday, Master Shu couldn't see you well with his mother, so he beat you up with a magician from his family. Son, listen to Mother's advice. Although you and Mother Embroidery have no guesses, our little business is small. Although the ancestors had magicians, they are now broken and corrupt. You can't argue with Master Shu's wife. Let go of me! ”

“Embroidery...” she mumbled. “Is this all true? Have I forgotten all this? ”

Over the course of a few days, he gradually learned about his origins.

Originally, he and Embroidery had long been established as doll relatives, but as a child, his father died in battle, and the only magician in the family disappeared, and the family lost his way immediately. It was against the embroidered house, but now it's not comparable. Mother-in-law's parents care more about Master Shu. The Shu family business is bigger, it is a luxury ethnic group in the city, there are dozens of Shu family magicians in the ethnic group, plus the nurturing gatekeepers, the number of magicians can be hundreds!

A few more days later, the embroidery came to see Fong Yuan.

“Sanro, how are you? I've been thinking about you day and night, but my parents are grounded. I lied about going to teach a magician to come to you today. My samuro, my poor samuro...” The embroidery saw Fong Yuan lying on the hospital bed and made her cry softly, her eyes filled with sincere love.

Fang Yuan looked at the embroidered woman and felt that she had first met this person. She was very strange to measure her. Embroidered cardamom, snowflake teeth, green silk like a waterfall, full of moon white clothes, luscious, simple and pure. At this time, beautiful eyes with tears, Chuchu touching, is the beauty of the world.

“No wonder the Shu family loves embroidery.” The source sighed silently.

The embroidery wondered when the old woman sighed and gave her reasons.

Embroidery sobbing, nervous, holding Fang Yuan's hand, whispering about the past, trying to make him recall, remember himself.

The scene may have been very subtle, but it all had feelings for both of us.

The love in Fangyuan's heart was also gradually awakened. He looked into the embroidered eyes, reached out his hand, touched her extremely tender cheek, and softly called: “Embroidery...”

“Hey." The embroidery hastily promised, grabbing Fong Yuan's hand and holding his palm tightly against her cheek.

Then she looked deeply into Square's eyes and called out: "My Sanro, my Good Sanro. ”

Outside the foetal maze, in the battlefield of Immortal Dao, Lu Dao smiled slightly and said to himself: “I'm right, who can be heartless without grass? This source is not a man of absolute jealousy, and there is love and love hidden in his heart. ”

Lu Fei looked around again, and sometime, whether Iron Face God or other magicians or mercifully merciful people, hung in the air, closed his eyes.

Among them, Mercy closed the curtains, the eyeballs rolled, the cheeks slightly red, seemed to be in a wonderful dream that could not be pulled out.

Lu Zhou sighed in the shadows: "The red dust rolled and the world was transformed. To transcend this demon, wait right in my foetal maze, forget yourself, change another identity, and transform your life. This is also an opportunity, and as long as you are enlightened enough, you will have wonderful benefits. ”