Reverend Insanity

Within the boundaries of Central America.

“Go, go, go! ”

“Follow me, don't leave the team. ”

A bunch of western magicians, screaming and running.

Behind them, the earth splits asunder, like a giant beast that opens its mouth and chooses men.

“Ah--! ”

“Help!! ”

In the scream, a handful of people behind the team fell into the ditch, most of them falling to pieces. Even if you are lucky enough to have a breath, you will be less violent.

“Dad, I can't stand it!” Zhang Ping, still a teenager, had just been promoted to a second-tier magician. At this moment, he was in a panic, and the real yuan in the empty tip had been consumed.

“Oh, shit.” Zhang Quan is a three-way magician. At this moment, he is sweating. He has done everything he can. The motivation not only drives himself, but also runs with his son Zhang Pingdian.

Without Zhang Ping Yuan, Zhang Quan's killing technique on him would be null and void. At that time, Zhang Ping's speed plummeted and Zhang Quan was powerless. He could only watch his own son fall into the abyss.

“What should we do?" Zhang was helpless and anxious.

He regretted it so much that he knew he shouldn't have brought his son to the Chinese Mantra!

He had previously seen his son possess a talent in the practice and wanted to bring him here to see and exercise his abilities. I didn't expect to encounter ground pulse unrest as I crossed the boundary wall.

Just as Zhang Quan and Zhang Ping's father and son were about to despair, suddenly it was clear in front of them.

Zhang Quanliang reacted. Turns out they've crossed the Central American boundary wall and officially come to Central America.

The fluctuations in the ground pulse, in addition to creating trenches and rolling out large quantities of manure and insects, have also led to the constant shrinkage of the five-domain boundary wall.

Now, the time it takes for the magicians to cross the boundary between the two domains is half gone.

“But what good is that?” Zhang Quan sighed deeply.

Zhang Pingzhenyuan, exhausted his strength, had to be carried by Zhang Quan, but in this way, the speed of the two people dropped sharply, the eyes were about to be devoured by the ditch.

At a critical moment, a magical light suddenly emerged, covering the surviving magicians and taking them far up the air.

The trenches went forward at their feet, and soon beneath them formed a vast abyss.

Until they steadily fell to the edge of the ditch, the magic of the magicians slowly dissipated.

“What's going on? ”

“Who saved us? ”

“Such a fantastic tactic saved all of us at once, I'm afraid Lord Magic has done it! ”

The magicians stole their lives after the robbery. They were very excited and talked about it.

At the height of their invisible dome, a spiritual butterfly valley magician smiled with good intentions and retracted his gaze on these magicians.

The Magic Immortal flew away quickly and continued to patrol.

The China-American Manipulation Congress has begun, and a large number of manipulators have arrived from the other four realms over the past few days.

Magic Immortal is a member of the top 10 ancient factions in Central Africa. He was given a mandatory mission by the Gateway to visit the area and prevent demonic events.

There are plenty of magic fairies on his mission. Most of these people come from the top ten ancient sects, but also from the rest of the Gateway sects, as well as slave fairies who were amassed by the top ten ancient sects, and some scattered fairies close to the top ten ancient sects.

This time, Tiantian hosted the Chinese Refining Congress, which was unprecedented.

Zhang Quan and Zhang Ping were fortunate enough to get the help of the magician to escape their lives.

Once officially in Central Africa, they took a short break and went to the nearest registration location nearby.

There are plenty of entry points for the Central American Paradigm Congress, distributed equally across all parts of China.

A few days later, Zhang Quan, Zhang Ping and some of the same purpose magicians arrived at the Scorpion Needle Gate.

This gatekeeper is just an ordinary force, best at feeding and using scorpion-shaped tricks, most famously scorpion needle tricks. This is an insect used to pluck, and once activated, it can eject a scorpion needle. The scorpion needle is sharp, shoots fast, and carries toxins, which are not easy to mess with.

Scorpion doors are already in place.

Zhang Quan, Zhang Ping's father and son walked into the registered hall and saw that it was almost full of people.

Most of them are natives of Central America, and a small part of them, like them, come from the West.

The Scorpion Needle Gate is situated right next to the West Desert, where all the magicians who often have the West Desert come to sign up.

The Mecca attracted countless magicians to participate, and each session was such a feat.

Following the procedure, Zhang Quan and Zhang Ping were brought into the hall to participate in the assessment.

The assessment consisted of only four questions, which were not easy, but were also not difficult. All examined are the basic techniques of refinement. A certain number of experienced magicians are often able to pass, and abusive numbers of people are brushed away, saving them human and material resources.

Zhang Quan, Zhang Ping father and son did not have any accidents, passed the assessment and then successfully signed up.

As they walked out of the hall, they each held a token in their hands.

The token is the name of the person participating in Big Bi, along with a message record of the doorman, genre, when and where to sign up.

When the magician signs up, the name can be given at will, and the genres and doorman can be kept confidential.

It is precisely because of this tolerance that every Chinese refining congress has a large number of scattered cultivation, demonic heads, and even magic fairies to come to participate in.

“Once you sign up, you need 100 yuan stones, which is too expensive.” Zhang Ping put away the token and complained.

“So this time you better behave, don't waste our money.” Zhang looked all over Zhang Ping's eyes, filled with faint expectations.

“Hmm.” Zhang Ping nodded hard, “Oh, by the way, Dad, I've seen a lot of Chinese magicians sign up directly and don't have to take the exam at all. ”

Zhang Quan laughed: "These people were ranked at the last Manipulation Congress, so they can participate directly in the Manipulation Congress. ”

“Didn't you get the title of the last rehearsal? Why are you paying me this unjust money?” Zhang Ping asked inexplicably.

Zhang Quan shook his head slightly: “That's because I'm not from Central America, only Chinese magicians have this exemption. ”

“So that's it.” Zhang Ping nodded.

This is clearly a preference for locals and unfair places, but young Zhang Ping soon accepted.

After all, this is the territory of the Chinese, and the General Assembly is also organized by the forces of Central America. Shouldn't we take care of our own people?

And this little injustice, it's not too much. Because pre-enrollment exams can be passed as long as there is a refinery maker.

“The Refining Congress has finally begun.” In heaven's court, Dragon Gang used a reconnaissance and killing technique to follow the registration landscape in all parts of Central America.

At this time, his face was pale, as the injury to the Dragon Palace had not improved much.

“This Refinery Congress is the most critical, Red Lotus. Do you know that after this Refinery Congress, fate will be completely repaired?” Lord Long's eyes suddenly became confused, and a scene from the past appeared quietly in his mind.

“Spring and Autumn Cicada? You designed such a treacherous magic trick, Hung Ting, what exactly do you want?” When he learned of the secret, Lord Long immediately found the Red Lotus Immortal Hongting.

Hung Ting pinched his fists and spoke to Dragon Justice: “Master, as I have already said, I will resurrect them and make everything come back to life. ”

“You!” Lord Long pointed at Hung Ting, shaking with anger.

Hung Ting bowed his head: “Master, if you want to curse, curse, if you want to, hit me, but I won't give up! ”

Lord Long looked angrily at Hung Ting, but did not curse, but after a long silence, suddenly a long sigh: “Hung Ting, my apprentice, you are truly naive. Even if you are immortal, what can you do with your destiny? You try it, I won't stop you. You will surely fail in your harvest, but I hope it will fail much more to awaken you. ”

Many days later.

“Master...” Hung Ting carried a wound all over him, but his face was excited. He came to Lord Long, “I finally found my only hope, I am going to succeed, I will succeed in changing my destiny! ”

“How is that possible?!” Lord Long's 10,000 unbelievers.

“I rely on it - the magic of love. This is the inspiration I got from Ancestry. The book states that love is also part of destiny. In that case, love can change fate!” The more Hung Ting said, the more excited.

Lord Long is furious: “Don't forget who you are, Lord Hung Ting! You're a righteous immortal, but you're trying to tamper with history. Do you know how unimaginable the consequences of your arbitrary actions can be? ”

“Master!” Hung Ting raised his head violently and looked at Lord Long with a burning eye, "don't you understand? ”

“Understand what? ”

“Times are different! People's minds have changed. Our generation needs more than bondage..."

Before Hung Ting finished, he was brutally interrupted by Lord Long: “Enough! How dare you say fate is a bondage? Hung Ting, stop! If you continue like this, you will fall into the magic! Being a teacher... Being a teacher doesn't want to exterminate you!!! ”

Take a deep breath, Lord Long's eyes are clear.

The memories in my heart have been cleaned up, but there is still a feeling of self-reproach in Dragon's heart.

“O Red Lotus... you never understood.” Long Gong muttered, “No matter how times change, fate is the umbrella of our people. It is my mistake to teach you to ignore the situation of people for your own personal desire! ”

“You're my apprentice, you made a mistake, I'm a master, make it up to you. ”

“I don't have much time left. ”

“But it doesn't matter enough to fix fate once and for all. ”

“I will never allow anyone to sabotage this Manipulation Congress! ”

Boom...!

Meanwhile, the Scorpion Needle Gate exploded suddenly, killing and injuring countless magicians who participated in the Competition.

Smoke and dust rolled, an ancient Beast Year serpent in the ruins of a scorpion needle door, howling.

Watching the ancient serpent continue to slaughter the magician, Fang Yuan smiled and left the place.

Take him to the next location immediately.

If Heaven is to repair its destiny, it will need to hold a drill congress to achieve success. How could Fangyuan make it so easy for Heaven to make it work?

The heartless killing began.