Reverend Insanity

Immortal Tao Kill - Ten Thousand Hours!

Ooh, ho...

At one time, the millions of dragons danced, silver scales like the sea, paving the ground to kill the mighty old.

After understanding the details of the spaceway array, Fangyuan helplessly abandoned the most powerful means of spaceway, but could use other means. By comparison, the means of the source are enriched.

The mighty old man snorted and had no unexpected colour on his face.

Prior to his arrival, he was well prepared to fight and was familiar with the source of the killings.

“How can a muddy thing live with a husband?” The mighty old man stood proud and couldn't escape, watching as he swept in.

His reckless flameback burned and wrapped his whole body around him, forming a huge fireball.

Wan Jiao killed the powerful old man, suddenly yelling strangely, a sword full of drunkenness, dancing, four revolutions, fierce offense suddenly collapsed.

When the drunkenness of each sword reached a certain level, it burst into flames.

The sword turned into a group of torches that burned violently and quickly dissipated.

On the scene, the mighty old man burned out the smoke as soon as he could not move. The sword is huge, but it just rushed into the vicinity of the mighty old man, and it can't hurt a single hair of the old man.

“Xiandao kills Zhaoyang reckless firecoat!” Square pupils are microscopic, fully aware of the power of this technique. It's ready to attack. It's exactly what Fong Yuan did to Kill Ke Xing.

“Then try my impression again.” Fang Yuan's heart growls.

He had already used the encounter to get acquainted, disguised as a sword, followed the army to the vicinity of the powerful old man.

Then he pretended to be drunken and smoky, and then approached a short distance and made a vibrant impression.

As soon as the kill moves, Fangyuan reveals the filling. The impression is overwhelming and overwhelming.

The eyes of the powerful old man are electrocuted, and he is not afraid of the fall of the source, killing the source.

Boom!

The elderly were indiscriminately bombed by the other side, all guarded by the backflow of the other side.

Fang Yuan silenced, resisted the old man's bombardment for a long time, and finally worked hard to make the impression succeed.

The powerful elderly are ready, and fighter jets are even more difficult to grasp for the source. Finally, he barely made the impression, and the miracle rubbed the shoulders of the mighty old man and flew out, winning by half!

The old man suddenly felt a sudden emptiness in his heart, and at the same time, the fire suddenly weakened by 40% as if he were caught in a wind!

“This is a great move, but I can't break through my husband's reckless backpack!” The mighty old man laughed and burst out, urging him to heal himself.

He is faster than the source, and it is difficult for the source to strike him continuously.

The old man was given the opportunity to catch his breath and temporarily fell into the wind, but a moment later, most of his injuries were good, his temper returned to the peak of recovery, and his reckless firecoat burned again.

Fallen Imperial can be horrible, but the powerful old man is extraordinary in his vigilance. If he doesn't give Fang Yuan anything else, he can take advantage of it.

His reckless firecoat defense was excellent, finally felt in the bitter battle of Fang Yuan, once his opponent was in the mood for backflow amulets.

“The spirit of this old thing is not his weakness.” Even though it was only a scrub, the source has received valuable information.

The Impression is against the enemy's soul, but the Mighty Old Man is an old brand, rich with no shortcuts. The defense on the soul can be described as strict.

Fangyuan estimated that even in the middle of the fall, the powerful old man could not be beaten to death, and there was no chance of a hammer.

In order to cope with the Eight Spirits of Heaven, it is often necessary to match the Spiritual Dream.

But at the beginning of the war, the powerful elderly destroyed the primitive form of the fairy house of Square Source, and the Shadow Innocence and others are still in their dreams.

If the Immortal Manacle House is alive and well, Fang Yuan has a shadowy soul to assist in dreaming, against the powerful elderly, it will definitely occupy the upper hand.

But ambushed by the elderly, destroying the immortal house prototype, the square source is not only heavy loss, but also lost the lead, falling into a passive situation, has not been able to seize the upper wind.

In this situation, the other source is, of course, quite dangerous. He is in an ambush and must be surrounded as soon as possible.

Immortal Tao Kill - Ten Thousand Hours!

The source continues to mobilize ten thousand, and more swords fill the entire great array of spaces.

The powerful old man, though firmly in the upper wind, has never had a moment of paralysis.

His eyes stifled slightly, and the source hid in the herd again. At this point, is he going to choose the means of detection to see the true nature of the source, or is he going to get rid of these swords first?

Without exception, the sword can be infinite, but the powerful old man has self-knowledge, and his heart is covert: “I'm afraid my investigative methods will not be able to uncover the encounter. Fang Yuan is cunning, I'm afraid my mind is not pure! ”

The powerful old man, although proactive and proud of his speech, has always been cautious and calm.

He knows that he and Yuan are very experienced in fighting against each other at this level of mastery. Although he is proactive because he is ahead, temporarily ahead, if a response fails, he will be changed by Yuan Yuan.

The old man whistled, centered on him, and the flaming bears burned, rapidly spreading, forming a fierce sea of fire.

The sword in the flame is waxed and quickly dissolves.

This choice of the elderly makes the source quite difficult.

Fang Yuan hesitated for a moment, snapped his teeth and insisted on tactics, manipulating the space of the great bang.

Those who control this great array naturally have Chinese magic fairies. When they see the Battle of Millions, they want to deal with it, but the next moment the powerful old man comes and says, “Don't move! Fangyuan Spaceway and the intellectual realm are all very high. The more the great array changes, the easier it will be to be seen by him. I'll take care of the mud. Take it easy. ”

The old man did not want to give Fang Yuan any opportunity to burn the sword in the flames, the power is amazing.

Fangyuan smiled and suddenly appeared in front of the dream.

Immortal Kills - Pure Dreams for Reality!

He quickly gathered his dreams, once again spreading them into a single dream, transforming them into a pure dream seeking truth.

“No, this demon is so sly!” The old man's face changed, the source was false, and his tactics were flexible and varied, making him difficult to pinch and grasp.

Fangyuan opened the fairy doors and wanted to fill them with Sekido, Shadowless Soul, Black Lulan and White Condensed Ice.

But just now, behind him came the angry roar of the mighty old man: "Demon, don't you dare! ”

Boom!

A killing spree erupted, forming a fierce, tsunami-like sound.

Fang Yuan's scalp is numb, you don't have to turn around to see it, you know this must be the fiercest offense since the old man started the war.

“It's too late!” There was no time at all for a heart to sink to the bottom of the valley.

At a critical moment, he did his best!

The Sekido Killer exploded, making time around him suddenly faster.

He snatched the fairies into the trick, almost at the same time, his back was like being punched by a giant, huge power hit him like a shell, the river instantly lost 50%! The force of the collision made the source dizzy and dizzy, vomiting a breath of blood directly.

He only had time to rescue most of the people, leaving Mystic Fairy unable to do so. She was still in a coma, instantly burned out by the flames of the sky, with no trace of ash left behind.

Fang Yuan roared, while provoking Wan Zheng, impacted the surrounding area, while taking the initiative, bombarding the great array.

The powerful old man became nervous and indiscriminately bombarded the target.

Fangyuan held the backflow protection imprint hard support, regardless of the elderly, only against the Great Battle.

“Fang Yuan, you want to break this line, it's pure delusion!” The old man roared, and the flames burned the whole body.

“Ha-ha-ha, you're a dying struggle.” The old man pounced behind Fangyuan, his palms like giant tablets, slapped Zhongyuan hard, and punched Fangyuan out.

The source was overwhelmed with blood, but his eyes were still as cold as ice. He continues to storm this great battle of spaceways.

“It doesn't work! You still want to break through? Just take a good look at your river, it's about to dissipate.” The mockery of the mighty old man, more frequent offensives, a sudden surge of homicide and madness.

Though backflow amulets can counterattack, the powerful elderly also have reckless firecoats. He endured a rebellious offensive and constantly cut back on the river.

He was right that the river in the opposite direction had already been drained by the war. At this moment, by his indiscriminate bombardment, the river plunged, and the fairy clothes that covered his entire body became increasingly blurred.

All of a sudden, Fang Yuan shouted, stopped the offense and brewed an impression.

The old man's eyes narrowed, his offense changed, and he was always ready for impressions.

Fangyuan is finished, his palms are swinging, but instead of attacking the elderly, he shoots at a delicate edge of the great battle.

“Vomit!” came out in a shock, and a seven-turn magic fairy who manipulated the Great Array was stamped and killed on the spot.

“How?!” All the Chinese magic fairies are in shock.

In such a short period of time, Fangyuan actually insisted on one of them and killed the people inside.

Drop the Imprint against the Eight-Turn Magic Fairies, Dowell can be extraordinary, not to mention against these Seven-Turn Magic Fairies.

“Quickly, those eyes are gone, fast change, make amends!” The magic fairy screamed.

On the other side, the old man drank and killed again in the direction of the source.

Square continues to block with weak backflow amulets, while at the same time making a real move against the Great Battle.

By various means successively, Heavenly Heaven has painstakingly laid down the cosmic fairy array, the knot collapses and collapses, unable to prevent the breakdown of the source.

“How did this happen?!” Everyone was deeply shocked by the degree of analysis of the Great Array.

“Come on, get in there!” Someone shouted again.

Finally, a loophole emerged in the Great Array, connecting with the outside world.

Fang Yuanlang laughed: “Go too. ”

“You can't leave!” The flames came and turned into the mighty old. He died protecting the loophole behind him.

The rest of the Chinese magicians were relieved.

The source is like an arrow and arrow, rushing toward the old man, indifferent tone, murderous: “Out of the way. ”

The old man laughed: "It's useless, you can't do anything about my reckless flame coat! ”

The distance between the two sides is shortening fast!

The Chinese magicians hurriedly changed the formation, and some people called: "Block the source, we can change the position in just five breaths! This is an overwhelming change, and he's going to have to deduce that it's ten times harder to crack than before! ”

The old man laughed: “Don't say it's five breaths, even... Hmm? ”

His eyes suddenly stared at him and his face stagnated, incredibly watching Fangyuan kill him.

The momentum of the square source is completely convergent, with no spill-over.

He clapped his hands and clapped, joining him ten times in the chest. Then he put his right five fingers on his left palm, like he pinched something precious out of it, put it together, and finally pinched it into a fist.

His left palm rests on his chest, while his right fist rises above his head.

“This, this move…” The old man had no more smiles, and his eyes revealed tension, or even a slight fright.

That's right, it's the Immortal Way Killer - Five Fingers Heart Sword!

Time slips through, first breath.

One finger!

The square surface is cold and the thumb of your right hand is suddenly lifted.

He lifted his right fist over his head and fired a blade of light.

Go, go! Come on, come on!

Fast sword light, fantastic!

He just shot the old man in the forehead.

The old man trembled hard, and his whole body of reckless firecoat was halved.

Second breath.

Two fingers!

The old man reacted and shouted, and the reckless flamecoat burned again.

But when the sword light returns, the reckless fire coat is weakened again.

Third breath.

Three fingers.

The old man's face grew pale, almost biting a bite of teeth, and his reckless firecoat swelled violently, like a fire ball. Before, it was just the size of a horse, but now it's like a house.

The old man roared: "This is the pinnacle of my reckless fire suit! Come on, you can't break me. ”

At the end of the day, the sword was in the middle of nowhere, and the blackbacked fire suit was like a bulging balloon poked through, suddenly returning to its previous state.

The further back the Five-Finger Heart Sword, the more powerful it will be.

Fourth breath, four fingers!

The old man slaughtered the hard support and blocked the fourth sword. His face was pale and he took a giant step backwards. His blackjacket was like a candle in the wind, leaving only a thin layer.

Fifth breath.

Fangyuan sneered: “What hot coat, ridiculous. Li Huang, you are dressing yourself up as Dai Xiao. Finish it, Fifth Sword! ”

The old man's mind and body trembled and his eyes filled with terror: "No, you're not going to kill me! ”

The flame flamed again, and he split into dozens of human shadows, exposing himself in all directions.

Regardless of the source, he ran out of the loophole and fled into the long river of light and yin.

As soon as he flew out, the Space Lane Battalion became a now-faced, rapidly eliminating the previous loopholes and becoming once again an indivisible whole, firmly confining the interior space.

But Fangyuan has escaped, and there is a dead silence within Spaceway Immortal Array.

The Chinese magicians who manipulated the Great Array were staring at each other.

The flames dissipate quietly, leaving only the body of the mighty old.

At this moment, his face was white and filled with anger, fear, shame, hatred and killing sentiments, like a mess, distorting his expression into a horrible appearance.

All of a sudden, the old man growled.

“Root, there is no fifth sword! ”

“Fang Yuan!! ”

“You lied to me!!! ”

ps: Suddenly there's an inspiration in my heart for the tale of the mighty old man. I'll write him a little biography, send it to Wei Xin Gong Zhong Zhong Mao Hui, either today or tomorrow, kind of outside, can assist with reading.