Reverend Insanity

Central America, Tibetan Dragon Cave, Great Array.

Wan Fei Teng, surrounded the Donghai Eight-Turn Xianxian Song Qiyuan Group, forming a huge ball like a mountain.

“These ancient poisons are clearly embodied by the power of the Great Battle. They are so inspiring, as if they were true!” Song Qiyuan thought in his heart as he raised his hand.

It is not very difficult for him to eradicate these ancient poisons, but the problem is to solve them, and there must be other obstacles.

Tens of thousands of ancient poisons are concentrated and shaped by the forces of the Great Battalion. Song Qiyuan can only target the fundamentals by destroying this Great Battalion. Otherwise, even if we kill all these ancient poisons, we cannot break the line.

“Unfortunately, my battlefield was too weak to detect anything that had broken in the long war.” Song Qiyuan bites his teeth in the dark.

Immortal Killer - Rounded Light.

He raised his defense and covered himself with a spherical yellow shield.

No matter how fierce the ancient poison outside is, it's hard to break through this thin mask.

From this, it can be seen that Song Qiyuan has an amazing heritage on the optical channel. Unfortunately, however, he was facing a super battle, and what he needed was an understanding of the path.

There are many world genres of magicians, just as not long ago Fangyuan was restrained by the humane and channel means of Tiantian immortals, and Song Qiyuan was also suppressed by the front road.

Though, in his eight-turn cultivation, magic fairies are often able to touch the bypass. Song Qiyuan can also use optical channel means to simulate the power efficiency of the front road. But what he is facing is a super fairy array laid out at great cost in heaven, a great array that can seal and seal the legendary ancient monster emperor!

Can't find the blooming Song Qiyuan, can only stick around to help, waiting for a transfer.

At the center of the Great Battle, the sad old man manipulated the Super Battle and constantly monitored the situation of the various magic fairies in the East Sea.

A six-turner fairy stood beside him, looking like a young man, the grandson of the old man of the sad wind, Feng Zen Zi.

Fengzenzi looked at the images in front of him and said, “Grandpa, great! These Eight-Turner fairies are trapped and can't get out. This time we make a big effort, we can definitely atone for it and get me out of this shithole. Grandpa, you can officially be a member of Heaven! ”

The old man in the sad wind shook his head slowly and his eyes were very heavy: "Sun, you didn't really see the situation in this scene. None of these octave fairies hurt the muscle bones at all, or even most of them were undamaged. These people have not discovered the magic of the Great Battle and have chosen to watch for the time being, or to wait for backup. Once they see the blossoms, their hands will surely be blown to pieces and their attacks will be horrific. ”

Feng Zhenzi suddenly panicked: “So, what should we do? Grandpa, didn't we call for help long ago? Why hasn't Heaven's reinforcements come yet? ”

The old man in the sad wind was silent before he said: "How can we know how the heavens plan? For the sake of the present, only strict protection against death can be maintained. ”

When the sad old man's voice had just fallen, the whole battle suddenly began to shake violently.

“What's going on? Did the Eight-Turn Fairy recognize the breaking of the Great Battle?” Fengzenzi was terribly discolored.

“No, the dragon!” The grieving old man's face at this moment also had to be whitened.

Dragon Cave, Dragon Cave, is famous for sealing the life of the Dragon Emperor. At this moment, the emperor struggled violently, trying to turn over, and let the old man of the sad wind cry out in secret.

Tibetans are extraordinary. They are the result of the combination of many emotions of spiritual resentment, hatred and so on in the Central American region.

Originally sealed, it struggles from time to time and, if turned over successfully, can trigger a massive earthquake.

One of the aims of the elderly tragic wind guarding this place is to prevent the dragon from turning over at will, so that the earthquake in Central America frequently spiritually coats the coal.

But nowadays, Fangyuan and other four realms have ravaged China, countless lives have been poisoned, accumulating a great deal of resentment, hatred, fear and other emotions.

Tibetans absorb these emotions and their strength begins to increase dramatically.

Donghai Xianxian attacked the Great Battle, of course it attracted its attention long ago.

The cunning Tibetan initially pressed and silently accumulated his strength. At this time, suddenly, he hit the old man with a sad wind.

After the old man of the sad wind reacted, he hastily led the main forces of the great array to suppress the emperor's hiding.

“This big battle has weakened by three points since the Dragon Duke used it. And I'm even stronger today, at least by five points. Sad old man, if you escape now, there is still a way to live. Otherwise, when I tear this apartment apart, I'll tear you apart!” The emperor roared, his voice rolled like thunder, and he swept in a huge ditch.

“Never!” The grieving old man's face was heavy and his fighting spirit unwavering.

“I saw the blossom!” In another large battle space, Donghai spinning immortal Qingyue opened his eyes violently, his body erupted like a volcano.

Sendo Kill - Mountain Egg Squeeze!

Boom.

A giant mountain shadow was born in the sky, then wrapped in the sound of wind thunder and slammed into the shatter of the Great Battle.

The super battle of the Tibetan Dragon Cave dealt with the many magic fairies of the East Sea, as well as Tibetan students who had already reached their limit. Today, Qingyue An hit them so hard, it was like a tight bow string broke.

Pfft!

The Great Battle collapsed, the old man in the sad wind was repelled, spit blood, face like gold paper, commissioned on the spot, near death.

Click...

A string of sounds, like broken glass, most of the immortal formation was destroyed, leaving only a small handful of the center and still holding on to the last poor position.

Donghai Immortals changed their horizons and freed themselves.

“I can already feel the Eight Spins of Immortal House at the center of that Immortal Array!” Shen from the sound of his eyes shining down the tunnel.

“Kill in!” Song Qiyuan laughed and took the lead.

Qingyue An stayed behind. He was intensifying his healing. This time he broke through the great battle and suffered a lot. Because he was not a warrior, he did not solve the problem with the warrior method, as if he had punched the door with his fist.

The Tibetans roared with excitement, the dragons roared like thunder, and the sounds of the waves were loud, causing the immortals of the East China Sea to change color.

“Come on, destroy the hub! ”

“I'm going to be free, hahahaha! ”

“Old Dragon, when I get out, I'm gonna skin you with cramps and eat you in the stomach! ”

The roar of Tibetans was filled with hatred and anger, which chilled all the fairies present.

“Grandpa, Grandpa, you have to cheer up!” In the center of the remnants of the great battle, Feng Zenzi held the old man in his grief and cried. He trembled and shouted, “Why hasn't the heavenly reinforcements come yet?! ”

The old man was still spitting blood, and there was already a lot of blood under him.

Grandchildren are in despair.

Central America, Emperor City.

This enormous city pool is made of worms and is called the world's largest mortal house.

At the same time, it is the largest gathering place for mortals in all of Central America.

This is where the final round of the Central American Competition will be held.

Situated at a height of nine rollers, he was surrounded by a layer of clouds and wrapped in a tight envelope. It is a means of transport that can hide itself.

Of course, in addition to this, more than a dozen fairy tricks have been used by Fangyuan himself, so as to barely prevent the investigation to which Chihu refers.

After all, it is not a humane means, and the source is already satisfied with this effect.

Now, his eyes are on Emperor City below.

“Hasn't anyone else done it? ”

“Never heard from the heavens of eternity, hateful! ”

Square eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

He did not yet know the Nanjiang Immortals, had gone to attack the undefeated land, and went on to sing. In the Tibetan Dragon Cave, Donghai Immortals broke through the Super Battle, leaving only the center of the Battle.

“Heaven must not allow fate to be completely restored. Destroy this Imperial City and kill all the magicians who will participate in the Final Games! ”

Source gave the order that a fairy house would be like a meteor and dive down hard.

The fairy house is filled with black lanterns, white ice, shadow and innocence, as well as Qi Jiaxian and so on. Almost all the power under the source!

“Who dares to offend me? I'll kill as many as I want!” A brilliant voice came out, and he was ordered to defend the eight-round leader here!

With his voice, a fairy house emerged, surrounding Emperor City like a star orbiting the moon.

Fang Yuan sighed in the bottom of his heart: “My fairy house is a thirty-three day palace with a white face cave, and the fairy house where the heaven kills and keeps the tricks. After putting together some worms, it was built by force. I'm afraid not against these magicians! ”

Nonetheless, no withdrawal was ordered by the source.

He had anticipated this, but there was no way, time was running out, and he had to do it!

Fang Yuan has made up his mind, waiting for the White Ice and others to pay, and he will personally end up there.

It is true that people such as White Condensed Ice have been besieged by many fairy houses and have been in the downwind since the beginning of the war.

The heavenly garrison is heavily guarded and heavenly in defense. It is a madness of heart.

A moment later, the fairy house of White Ice and others was broken to pieces and defeated.

Fang Yuan sighed and was about to show up. Suddenly his face condensed and looked in several other directions.

Digital eight-turner fairies show up in shape, accompanied by several fairy houses.

“This is the Eight-Turn Fairy in the West Desert, and the Superpower Fairy House!” Fang Yuan's heart shook and his face revealed a surprise.

Heavenly Heaven.

“The main forces of the West and the South have emerged.” Ziwei Fairy sighed, "In fact, without the ground-level convergence, the boundary walls would still be strong, and I would never have been subjected to a joint siege of this magnitude! ”

That's true.

It is precisely because of the perception of the advent of the Great Age that the five domains converged and the boundary walls dissipated, and the other four domains felt a strong crisis.

The strength of Central America is first and foremost. It has been widely recognized in ancient times.

For example, today the court is going to completely repair the fate trick, and if the fire is refuelled, the other four realm tricksters will come to destroy it.

“There is also the most powerful force that has not emerged.” The dragon lord is a faint tunnel.

“Yeah.” Ziwei Fairy frowned slightly, "The Kitahara Magic Fairy appeared only sporadically, and the real main power never appeared. Fang Yuan also did not show up, considering the previous Battle of Guangyin Yangtze River, it is highly likely that he has joined forces with the glacier again! ”

Speaking of which, Fairy Ziwei bites his teeth: “Let me guess once more! ”

Dragon justice nodded, suddenly the color of the gods changed, his gaze looked at the sky: “No need, they have come. ”

The next moment, Fairy Ziwei saw the sky in heaven with fury, and the sky filled with glow, and then the Eight-Turn Fairy House hijacking altar burst out.

“The barbarians of Kitahara! How dare he and them offend me?!” Ziwei fairies tremble slightly in anger.

The old man beside him was also stunned.

Lord Long smiled and stood up: “No mistake, that's what the North Plains do. ”