Reverend Insanity

Chapter 1559: Meng Family Pursuit

The two magicians roared in the air. They were all rough looking and possessed. It was Meng Jiaxian who was comfortable and summoned.

As the source had expected, when he first appeared, the information from the enemy would be released at the first time.

Later, after Meng slaughtered the knife lane marks and placed the entire fall knife in a similar environment to the Sendo battlefield, the news of his death could no longer be transmitted.

Enemy offenders, so royal, the Mongolian side naturally did not despise, immediately mobilized a seven-turn immortal to take comfort, and a six-turn young immortal was summoned to respond.

“Uncle, who do you think is so blind that he wants to offend me? Hey, hey, I'm afraid it's that kind of lockdown that must be too dead, lost contact with the outside world, and a little bit of a magic trick.” I was called to fly and laughed at Meng.

Blindfolded by his face, but at this point in his normal state, his eyes also revealed a relaxed color, hmm: “The analysis makes sense, but everything has to be done with some bad intentions. At this time, the Great Golden Clan of the North Plains was born, leading me. Old Xuehu's defeat disappeared. The Hundred Foot Heavenly Monarchs were scattered and the straight path flourished to the extreme. There are still people who dare to come to my trouble to find the Golden Clan, either crazy or certain. That's why the family sent me to support them in case something went wrong. ”

“Uncle said yes. But...” I was summoned here for a meal, and I laughed. "That man was really unlucky, he ran into Lord Muntu to guard Autumn Knife. Lord Mengtu specializes in knife lanes. He has the knife lanes of an associate master. My people are seven times too strong to be in the top three of the old family! ”

“Not necessarily a quasi-major.” Feel comfortable.

Summoned eyes flashed: “What does uncle mean? ”

Meng Zi laughed: “My brother is the most admirable in my life. He has no one in the talented family on the knife lane. After all these years of painstaking with Autumn Knife, according to his talents, he is probably already a great master. ”

“Master Knife Dao! I'm sure it's Lord Muntu!” Summoned Xing sighed.

“Ha-ha-ha, yeah.” Meng Li also laughed, and during his practice he was taken care of many times, with the greatest respect for Meng Hu. So after this massacre was informed of the enemy attack, Meng took the initiative to invite him to support Meng massacre. In fact, deep down in his heart, he was also very confident in Mongolia, and this time he went, mainly, to try to narrate with Mongolia and then introduce him to be summoned.

Summoned is the descendant of the fairies who were carefully chosen and cultivated for the family. Within this family, there are also factions, representing their political interests.

Meng Hu, Meng Li is one of the factions, and Meng Hu is the one who was chosen to supplement the fresh blood in this faction.

I was also very excited because I was reminded of the importance of this trip.

“The Autumn Knife is not far away. Soon you will see your brothers. Alas, I have not seen him in years, and it would be of great benefit to our faction if he could become a great master of knives.” Think in your heart.

But at this moment, he suddenly shook his torso, and then his face mutated, his eyes widened, and he was filled with shocking colors.

“What's the matter? Uncle.” I was very confused when I was summoned to see the change of colour. This is the first time he's seen this steady uncle since contact.

But when called upon, he saw the appearance that Meng was even more disoriented.

Unconsciously, he slowed himself down, and finally the whole person hovered in high altitude, motionless, like a statue.

His face also turned pale and his eyes were red with tears.

The more shocked he was called, something must have happened, but he dared not continue to ask, but to accompany him, intending to be with him in the cold wind in the air.

Meng Zi was stunned for a while, suddenly, the divine color changed dramatically again, becoming horrible, a pair of red eyes filled with the burning rage of the bear.

He roared like a thunderbolt and shook for a thousand miles, then he burst out and rushed forward with a thunderbolt that was too fast to cover his ears.

After being overwhelmed by the shock, he hurried to catch up.

But his speed, how can he compare to a seven-turner fairy?

Soon, he was dumped.

A constant question arises in my mind: “What the hell is going on? ”

He had a terrible scandal in his heart: "Wait! Uncle went to the exact direction of Akihabara. Is it true that Lord Muntu has suffered? ”

Think of it here, summoned all over a spiritual, beat a chill.

If that were the case, it would undoubtedly be a nightmare for him and a great bad news for the entire Mongolian family.

The massacre of the Seven Spins of Peak Warfare is a huge loss for the Mongolians if it damages their lives!

After being summoned all the way to catch up, he tried his best to finally arrive at Akihabara.

“Here... what happened?!” Shocked, he had not arrived at Akikahara and felt the sword lane marks at high altitude.

The original landscape of the Autumn Knife has been completely destroyed and replaced by hundreds of millions of knife marks, slashed to the ground indiscriminately and frantically, forming a vertical and staggered pit and long trench.

The summons soon found himself comfortable, kneeling on the ground, quiet as a statue.

Summoned to the ground carefully, it was filled with intense knife lane marks that stung his skin for a moment.

Summoned to his own side, shocked to find two tear marks on the latter's cheek!

When he came to Autumn Knife Hara, he only saw Meng Li, he didn't see Meng Tu, the speculation in his heart was countless times bright, and the summoned face inevitably became a little scared.

As he slowly lifted his eyes, looked at the call, his voice was low and dull, making people listen, he knew that he was suppressing the most intense pain and anger in his heart.

Meng Zizheng said slowly: "Meng slaughtered my brother... the battle is dead! ”

Summoned, though he already had speculation in his heart, he couldn't help but be shocked at the moment when it was truly proven.

Montgomery actually died in battle?

Who the hell could have killed him if he had so much fighting power?

Zhang Zhang mouth was summoned and tried for half a day. “Uncle, Master Mengtu, how can you easily die in battle? Maybe he's still alive. He just moved the battlefield. ”

But Meng shook his head slowly: “When you and I were just on our way, the family sent a message telling me that the slaughtered soul lamp was broken. But I still have a glimmer of hope until I get here..."

Speaking of which, he swallowed and wept again in his reddish orbit.

The boy had tears and bullets, but he didn't make it to the sad end!

Meng Zizheng said intermittently: “I know he has a killing technique, called saving a knife to die, is exploding himself, destroying all the fairy tricks, fairy tricks, etc., and exploding unprecedented terror power. He will surely be killed in battle, and there will be no life. ”

“So…” He was called to sweep the entire battlefield, and this time his heart was even more shocked.

The Battle of the Moon is dead!

Such a powerful magic fairy, actually died, in such a short time, was forced to blow himself to death.

Who the hell is he?!

All the memories of the past come to mind.

Meng slaughtered to death, and this is what he never expected.

Meng was crying for a while, slowly getting up.

He became faceless and said to Meng: "Go back and die in the slaughter. I will surely not rest. But this time the enemy has reached unimaginable proportions! As soon as the massacre was attacked, it was summoned back, and we left immediately, and the journey did not stop. In such a short period of time, the slaughter could not be sustained and the enemy forced itself to explode and die. ”

“I know his nature, and I'm afraid I want to rely on it to drag the enemy into the water. But now it appears that there is no trace at all, indicating that the enemy has been killed. It's a powerful enemy who can't even kill with a knife! ”

“I'm sure to keep track, and even if I spend my whole life, I'm going to take it for real! But this is beyond your abilities, you go back to your family, practice well, and don't leak this information. ”

He nodded with a heavy heart: "I understand, uncle, you must be careful. ”

Mongolia slaughtered, Mongolia lost the general, the loss was not minor, while at the same time causing a mysterious and unexplained strong enemy, the Mongolian high level chose to temporarily block this message in order to maintain stability.

As for the summons, it was too low and not of a high level, and no family subpoena had been received to inform him of the news.

“Don't worry. This time, the second elder will go personally, and the immortal house will ask the side of the Ding Court.” and pat yourself on the shoulder.

Summoned to nod his head, let go of his heart and walk quite simply.

With the Immortal Mansion House, even if you encounter the Eight-Round Existence, you are not afraid.

Summoned to stay in place, not long after waiting, saw the Quentin Palace appear in the sky.

Shortly afterwards, he asked the Ding Court to pause, and the second elder of Mengjia stepped out of the courtyard door and nodded heavily at Mengzi. Then he couldn't wait to explore the battlefield.

But how could Fangyuan leave a clue?

Meng's face became more gloomy after being tested by the second elder.

"This mysterious enemy has extremely clean hands and feet, handles the marks, is very sophisticated, and I've looked into it before. ”

The Meng family nodded to the second elder: “Perhaps this time I will bring you to the Ding Court! ”

Asking Dingyuan is the Fairy House, the best at gathering intelligence, and the Second Elder of the Meng family prompted him to use it as a means of killing.

Tell them to find some traces.

“It's going this way, chase!” The two Mongolians leapt into the fairy house, wrapped in anger and hatred, and chased in the direction of the departure of the source.