Reverend Insanity

Chapter 1557: How's It Going?

In the blink of an eye, Fangyuan has been besieged to death by myriad imaginary knife lanes. Not only that, but even the entire sky is filled with billions of knives, covering all sides, isolating the interior and exterior.

“Whoever you are, you're a good defensive killer!” Meng Tu was wrapped in the shadow of a heavy knife, he looked at the square source, his eyes gloomy, laughed, and at the same time rubbed his hands to soothe the crispness that had just come from his own blow.

“But!” Meng raised his head slightly and looked up at the tall Yan Emperor, but his eyes showed mercy. “You should never have come to my trouble. ”

“Oh, actually, you came here to get me in trouble, not that you can't. It's just that you picked the wrong time, and if I just got here, you might have a few chances. But now, hehe..."

Massacre laughed, carrying his hands and shaking his head slightly.

The next moment, Fangyuan went on to say, “But now, your footprints are all over the place. For years, you have been here to enlighten the knife, trying to break through bottlenecks and become a great master of the knife. So you can greatly influence this tunnel trail and create an environment close to the immortal battlefield, which is the scene I see right now. ”

“You…” was slaughtered and changed. He thought his card was unknown, and he didn't expect Fangyuan not only didn't have the slightest consternation, but, like a few Janes, clearly revealed his card.

Fangyuan's voice sank low: "Do you know why I'm bothering you? Because you have the means to create such a fighting environment. Now it's close to Sendo Battlefield, but it's not really Sendo Battlefield, which is essentially a little different. That is, your ability to influence has been maximized, so you can't send and send, so it's trapped me on the one hand, and you're not trapped here on the other? ”

Munchkin heard his pupils shrink, and his pride just flew away.

“Who the hell are you?” He was nervous, the other source asked.

Fangyuan laughed and glanced around: “These shadows of your knife lane are numerous, but the texture is not good. It just so happens that I have a similar technique. Let's do a little more of this first. ”

Yan Zheng, on the yellow and brown royal robe around Fangyuan, suddenly a myriad of roars came out, and then the ghosts depicted on the surface of the robe, freshly lived up, actually made a motion, then jumped from the small and large, and jumped out of Fangyuan's Emperor Yan robe!

These ghosts, one by and large, are human shapes, but they are ugly, they have a rough appearance, they have blue-faced fangs, their claws are like knives, and each eye is full of blood, and they look pretty horrible.

“Kill!” Massacre closed his eyes, mobilized the phantom of the knife lane and killed to these ghosts.

These figurines of the knife lane are similar to his, but blurred, physically and tall ghosts compare as if they were the wheels of a mouse versus a carriage.

The ghost howled, stretching out his huge arm like a tree trunk sweeping down.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

The ghost rushed to the Quartet, making a mad roar, sweeping along the way, and the phantom of the knife lane was blown up and trampled, without a united enemy.

“These ghosts are so powerful, they have seven revolutions on each side!” The battle experience of the Massacre is also very rich, after observing a few eyes, the mind immediately heavy as a mountain, the eyelids jump straight.

“But it doesn't matter, my shadows of the knife traces, derived from the natural traces of Autumn Knife Hara, are almost endless. The texture doesn't work, but it can be stacked in quantities! ”

Slaughter calms down.

“Well, these Yanks are good fighters.” Square watched for a while and was quite satisfied with the evaluation.

These ghosts come from the ancient soul beasts gathered from the Blue Ghost Desert.

When Fangyuan prompted the Yan Emperor to kill, these ancient soul beasts could be transformed into Yan Zi by changing their shape, unifying them into adult forms.

This function is derived from the Blood Fairy Formula.

Fangyuan Blood is the realm of the Master, assisted by intelligent halos. The Blood Fairy Fairy Manipulation has long been computed.

Now the source is that the refinery is superior, any magic formula, after his deduction, can be transformed into a magic trick.

Therefore, Fangyuan also mastered the fairy way of killing the blood god.

Yan Luo Zi refers to the Blood Divine Son Killer, designed, but not just the Blood Divine Son Killer, but also references and fuses some of the essence of the ghost fax.

For example, soul beast modification.

Demon Ghost transforms the soul beasts in the door of life and death, making them faithful to Demon Ghost, even in the face of the Dragon Lord, to die entanglement.

There is also a Soul Fairy Kill - Life and Death.

This immortal killing technique is an enlightenment of the secret realm of heaven and earth before the life of the ghost demon.

What kind of place is the door?

When any life dies, the soul returns to the door of life and death. It was only after the Red Lotus demon destroyed the destiny maneuver that this power of the Gate of Life and Death declined a lot, leaving countless souls in the world, gradually forming soul beasts.

The trick of life and death is to give the magic fairy the ability to reclaim her soul at the door of life and death.

Fang Yuan perfectly integrated this technique into Yan Di's killing technique, so that Yan Luo Zi has the ability to return instantly.

Soon, a Yan Zi screamed, his thighs broken, and a blast fell to the ground. Immediately, countless phantom swords swarmed up and drowned him.

But Fang Yuan read the movement: “Return. ”

The next moment, the Yan Zi immediately turned into a fog, shouted, shot back into the royal robe of Fangyuan, turned into a ghost painting, stationary, scarred and broken thighs.

“And this change?” Once again, Massacre was stunned and his hands, which he had carried, were unconsciously loosened, and his gaze at Square Source was a little stunned.

This Yanko is too lappy!

Meng Tu had intended to pile this head of yam to death in quantity, but I didn't expect there would be a return tactic.

Although theoretically, any killing technique can be deciphered, Massacre is a knife fairy, not a wisdom fairy. Even if it is an intellectual magic fairy, how can such an eight-turn Yan emperor be deciphered on the spot if he is not an intellectual magician?

Even Ziwei Fairy can't crack it on the spot.

Faced with backflow amulets, she also has to gather clues on the battlefield repeatedly to accumulate some results.

Fangyuan Yandi kills on the basis of a ghost. This nine-spin killing technique is the artificial realm of heaven and earth. Totally and against the river is a grade. How do you let Mengtu break it?

Massacre can't be solved at all. He can only stiffen his scalp and continue to fight with Yuan.

At the end of the day, the number of Yan Luo Zi is limited. Although a large number of shadows of the knife lane were killed, the wounds eventually accumulated and fell into a state of serious injury, which was recovered by the source.

On the battlefield, there are fewer and fewer Yan Zi, and the fiction of the knife lane is endless. After all, Fangyuan has limited time, and there are not enough soul beasts to transform.

“In this battle alone, Autumn Knife's inheritance will probably be reduced by half.” The slaughtered face is always gloomy.

He did so at a considerable cost by taking the entire Autumn Knife, and in the future Mongolia's gains here, to engage in a war of attrition with Fangyuan.

But no matter how many sacrifices are made, slaughter is a resolute execution of such tactics.

A few words before Fang Yuan really scared him. He has listed Fang Yuan as the strongest enemy in his life. He was carefully slaughtered and used any means at his disposal to deal with Fang Yuan.

However, that is exactly what the source wanted to achieve.

Only such a slaughter would be the best grinding wheel for his audition for Yandi's killing.

Yan Luo Zi only has one digit left, the guard is by the square source, the periphery is the myriad of dense and numb knife lanes fiction, like the tide, the surge.

“The pace of recovery is acceptable.” The source side does not change color, always stands in place, like a thousand years old tree, the wind and rain do not move.

By this time, he had received the first Yan Zi on the surface of the Yan Emperor's robe, which had healed and returned to its most complete state.

These soul beasts have been transformed into Yanzi, and once returned to Yanzi, they will be continuously rehabilitated and treated. Of course, it consumes the soul of Square.

There's a sense of refinement in it.

Yan Luo Zi is still essentially a soul beast, Yan Luo Zi's healing, another angle, is the process of refining.

“If I release these wounded Yanks again at this time, I don't know what the look will be of this slaughter.” The source smiled but did not do so, but resorted to another means.

“Let me see Yan Di's Battle Power.” The next moment, Fang Yuan drinks in his heart, “the soul explodes! ”

Yan Di suddenly opened his arms and shook all over him. A black wave burst out.

Yan Luo Zi was safe in the black air waves, as if he had been exposed to the wind and was in a precarious shape.

But the shadows of the knife lane, like the faint candlelight in the storm, will not be left in an instant!

In an instant, the entire battlefield was emptied and hundreds of millions of knives were destroyed.

Hundreds of steps backwards, half kneeling on the ground, the slaughter was exploded by the soul, shining glitter all over his body, pushing defensive kills to their maximum power.

“So powerful!” Meng Slaughter raised his head and quickly stood up to his torso. He looked at Square Source and shocked his face. "This killing technique is so brilliant, it should be a composite tactic of defensive integration! Extremely defensive, with powerful means of splitting up troops, but the real best part is fighting! I've never heard of it. I've never seen it before. Is this the man who started it? If so, who is he who is sacred to create such a killing maneuver? ”

“Soul explosion effect, okay?” Fang Yuan mumbled.

As a result, his Yanko was completely depleted, causing a seven-turn peak of killing power, but there was no eight-turn hierarchy.

“Defense, Yan Zi, recovery, soul explosion… these are all maintained at the top of the seven turns. But the real strength of the Yan Emperor lies in two other aspects. Next, give it a try. ”

Fangyuan was thinking that Mengtu had come and shouted: “Come and try my knife! ”

Immortal Tao Killer - Grand Theft Ghost!

For a moment, a ghost hand, as big as a puffin, appeared behind the slaughter, penetrating directly into his body, and then retracted, disappearing again into view.

Pfft!

Meng massacred a breath of blood, the core fairy trick of Heaven and Earth knife killing was stolen, the motivation to kill failed, the reverse phage came, he was seriously injured suddenly to death.

“What's going on? Where's my magic trick?” The slaughter shocked me and shocked me!