Reverend Insanity

The seventh floor of the Crazy Demon Cave is quite wide, especially in the sense of not being a fairy or a conspirator.

Because of every step they walk, they have to think about it, and they have to bear the test of mass traces of exclusion at all times.

The harder it is to walk, the harder it is to stretch the distance in people's minds.

Fangyuan persisted for some time according to the normal magic fairy walking method, and also had some sympathy for the situation of non-fairies and conspirators.

“Without the Supreme Immortal, I will choose my path. But the narrower the road, the more choices there will be at first, but the deeper it gets, the fewer choices I can make. ”

Fang Yuan walked for a while and stopped.

He's lost his way.

The road ahead is filled with traces of other genres.

Fortunately, however, after the previous paragraph, there is still a path chosen by sources.

The source looked without a trace at the fact that it was not a fairy or a conspirator.

They had been left behind by him, left behind, and walked very hard.

Likewise, they are constantly looking at the source.

The source bit his teeth, walked, and continued.

He pretended to be tough, walking one step at a time. After a moment, he finally overcome the difficulties and walked on the path that suited him, revealing a relaxed colour on his face.

“This mark of mutuality means nothing to me, but rather a disguised performance, which consumes more of my heart.” Fang Yuan smiled bitterly.

Not a fairy, a conspirator, but a distant glance.

The power of the source is still above their measure!

That little cut off, Fangyuan walked hard, but it was still fast. If it wasn't for the fairies in the same situation, I'm afraid he'd be throwing up blood!

Next, the slower they go, the heavier their hearts become.

The trail marks around them constantly compress them and make their steps difficult. Not that the immortals have begun to spit blood, but the conspirators are golden and purple.

Soon afterwards, they had to stop.

They reached the limit.

Fangyuan is still walking ahead, looking at his demeanor, much more tired than before. But obviously there is plenty of leeway.

“This source is a monster! ”

“Alas, it is not surprising that the other side inherited from the honorable and was able to overcome the heavens over and over again. ”

Not fairies, conspirators secretly communicate, sigh emotions, full of helplessness.

“Then we'll just watch him right here. Let me see how far he can go!” The conspirator snorted.

Not that the fairy hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Do you think he would walk out of the seventh floor and enter the eighth floor? ”

“How is that possible?” The conspirator denied it the first time and didn't even think about it. But then he shrugged: "This is not a very likely possibility, going out of the seventh floor, or at least hundreds of thousands of steps. We're less than 10% of the way out now! The source is indeed mighty, and it is a seven-turn evil that has been rare for a hundred years or even a thousand years. But after all, he is not an eight-turner, and I doubt even that only the venerable can get out of the seventh floor and into the eighth. ”

“Venerable...” Not a fairy thought, "Shall we tell the source the clues that these honourable men have been here? ”

“Mm-hmm.” The conspirator nodded, "When the source reached its limit, we turned around and told him the information. ”

The conspirator saw the power of the source and acknowledged that it was stronger than he was. Tell the source of this information that it may be possible to stir up the fighting spirit and interest of the source, keep him in the madhouse and accompany the three monsters to attack here.

Fangyuan took another walk and paused slightly.

“This is where I last saw the conspirators.” The source weighs around, but there are no traces.

Originally there were traces of the road, Fong Yuan remembered that it was mainly golden and dirt, but now it has completely changed.

The source was no surprise.

They all change because of the trail marks on the seventh floor.

Whenever demonic sounds begin to sound from the ninth level, they spread from the eighth and seventh levels to the first.

After reaching the first level, demonic sounds were blocked by an invisible force and did not spread to the outside world to scourge the innocent.

Fang Yuan continues walking.

The conspirator, not the fairy, stayed in place, looked behind him and watched remotely.

When Fang Yuan unknowingly exceeded the farthest record of the conspirator, the wisdom fairy was also shaken by the corner of the earth's eyes.

Despite the fact that he had foreseen the situation in advance, when he really saw it happen, his mind could not help but rise to a great sense of loss.

“I was transcended.” The conspirator deeply sighs, "I am the head of the Mad Three Monsters and have always been the furthest person to explore this place. Being hidden here for hundreds of years, I never thought I'd be easily surpassed by Fangyuan today. ”

A sense of jealousy, even hatred, and anger, spicy acidity, sadness, etc., all poured into his mind and made him delicate.

It's not a fairy feeling, it's much better than a conspirator. After all, he's the worst of the three lunatics.

Seeing the mystery of the conspirator was not a sigh of immortality, but a sudden change of colour.

The demonic sounds are coming up!

“What's going on?” It's not a great shock.

The conspirator was also intimidated: “How can there be demonic sounds at this moment? ”

Not a fairy scream: “Your previous assumptions are correct, the law of the demonic sounds has been completely confused, we can no longer pinch accurately. Come on, let's go! It's too dangerous here!! ”

In an instant, the conspirator was already in cold sweat. He shouted at the source in front of him and warned: “Here comes the demon sound, back off! Withdrawal from the seventh floor is safe. ”

The source looked back at the two of them.

These two are no longer possessed by the magic of the three monsters' hidden style. In a panic, the ants on the hot pot are quickly retreating.

“Look at this, it's not like you're trying to frame me.” Square eyebrows wrinkle lightly.

Not a fairy or conspirator, in order to buy time, could not pick a path at all. He could barely look in the right direction and bounce out.

The magic sounds have just come up, and the trail marks here are already stupidly moving. Even worse, when the demon sounds really loud, the seventh floor will cause a raging tsunami of trail marks! Immediate chaos and collapse. At that time, even the dragon lord was in danger of tired eggs, weak as a baby, and the end of dead ends could not be changed.

The seventh floor has become a dangerous place to devour everything, and I'm afraid only the honourable can fight it.

The Phantom Two used all means, trying his best, retreating and spitting blood.

“Come on, we're coming out!” The conspirator looked forward and his eyes were filled with ecstasy.

“I can't!” Not a fairy, but a head fell to the ground.

The conspirator bit his teeth: "Hold on! ”

The two were very close, and the conspirators, despite the danger, were not dragged up by the immortals who would faint.

In times of distress, his true intentions were revealed.

In the end, the conspirators stepped forward.

His seven tricks bled, his face grew pale, his eyes grew black for a moment, and his whole body felt heavily filled with lead.

But he dared not pause. Together, the magic sounds made the seventh floor unsafe. Only if he returned to the sixth floor will he have hope of survival!

The demonic sounds began to roar, and the alarm bells in the minds of the conspirators became louder and louder. He bit his teeth and put all his last strengths to work, sending himself and the faint ones not to the sixth floor.

“Wait, where's Fong Yuan?” Before he left, he risked looking back.

“Hmm?!” For a moment, his eyes were pounding, as if someone was boxing behind his eyes.

The conspirators are stunned!

Instead of going backwards, the source went deeper than before.

“You, you, you!” The conspirator was too excited to speak.

Fangyuan heard the voice and looked back at him, smiling slightly: “I'm leaving this distance, it's too late. But I have the secret of life, and there's a chance of survival. Exploring this place will naturally put your life in danger. I've been prepared for this. It's okay. I hope we have a chance to see each other again! ”

The conspirator is mute, trying to say Fangyuan, you're dead, but you can't say anything.

Eventually, he left a message: "Fangyuan Xianyou, we will see each other again! ”

That's a very thoughtful statement.

On the one hand, the source of encouragement was the hope that he would persevere and not abandon his efforts, perhaps with the possibility of survival. On the other hand, he was heralding himself that he would continue to explore like this, and sooner or later he would find himself in a dilemma like Fangyuan's, and see you after he died.

Fang Yuan thought about it and laughed: “This conspirator is indeed beneficial. ”

Five hundred years ago, this was the case with the conspirators. He didn't want to go out to the madhouse, but he wasn't involved in the Five Realms.

This led the conspirators out of the madhouse to defend their companions.

Though he had only seven retreats, his intellectuality was deep, causing great trouble and loss in Central America and Heaven.

Although the Mad Three Monsters are hidden and have no blood connections of their own, the relationship is very deep and even surpasses many righteous fairies.

Those three people, who have lived here for hundreds of years, share a common goal and support each other, have long since become a life-threatening bond.

Fangyuan looked at the lane marks in front of him, so relaxed that the clouds and winds were light!

No matter how violent this trail was, it was useless to him to start a flashing tsunami.

Premium Immortal, no trace of the road.

The source is easier than before, because not the fairy, the conspirator has gone.

He smiled lightly and stepped forward.

Looking at the waves of frontal traces, magnificent and bright, he praised, what a wonderful first sight in the world!

Five domains in two days, some wonderful, some magnificent, some spiritual, some haunting, some exquisite. In previous life and present life, Square was almost everywhere, eyes were wide open, experience was rich, and many wonders were seen.

But now he sees that all the wonders in his memory are less raging than the trail marks in front of him.

“If I were to inherit it it in the future, I would surely write it down and pass it on to future generations.” Fangyuan Heart Track.