Reverend Insanity

The heavens and the earth are shady, cloud-lined and thunderous.

The lightning of the orangutan flashes repeatedly in the dark rolling smoke cloud, which swells the vortex, dropping a single thunderball from the center of the vortex.

These lightning balls are in a peculiar shape, like ceramics, big as water tanks, and flashing red light.

Havoc - Red Porcelain Thunderball Robbery!

The lightning ball fell and a crisp blast erupted.

On the ground, a fairy house was silently damaged by a burst of lightning balls. Large pieces of debris continued to fly and were thrown in the middle of the air before being restored to the bodies of countless worms.

In the immortal house, Wu Shuai endured the thunder noise on his ear, first checking himself.

He found himself a dirt fairy, with wide fingers and a big body, wearing scars all over his robe.

And not far from him, there was a fairy sitting on the ground, pale, not only weak, but also a little weird.

She was pushing a cure for some kind of light channel, so she was covered in a sacred white light. But on her face, bare arms, legs and feet revealed a dark lane with ink lines.

These dark lane marks are so thick that they reach the level of nine-spin fairies, forming a halo of traces that fairies can see directly with their naked eyes.

Fairy cultivation, obviously, is also eight turns.

An eight-turning optical magic fairy, carrying such a scale of dark lane marks, is really called Wu Shuangwei.

More oddly, the dark lane marks on the fairy are still changing. Not only is there a constant surge in numbers, but the location and alignment are changing rapidly.

The fairy snorted, obviously the killing move ended, her halos suddenly stabilized, and the dramatic changes in the dark lane marks were temporarily suppressed.

The fairy sweated deeply, opened her weak eyes and looked at Wu Shuai, grinning bitterly: “I am no longer saved. This is my strongest cure, but it can only temporarily suppress injuries. By the time the deadline for the killings reaches, the wounds will have a terrible power. ”

“Zheng Yang, my love, I can no longer be with you. You have to live well.” The fairy said, tears fell.

“No, there must be some way. There must be! Don't give up hope, my ancestral castle has exhausted my magic, defensive power can be the first of its kind. We still have time, you keep trying, I'll always be there for you!” Wu Shuai shouted in tears.

This is, of course, the natural evolution of the dream, free from his own manipulation.

But after this dialogue, Wu Shuang really gained control.

“Fort Antoine? Never heard of...” Wu Shuai's eyes sparkled, from that brief conversation, constantly analyzed and searched for clues.

He checked his tricks again.

There are plenty of white lycopene dollars in the fairy trick, and plenty of mortal tricks, but there are no fairy tricks.

As Zheng Zhong said earlier, he used all of his magic tricks to build this Eight-Rotation Immortal House in Antoine Hills.

“In other words, my primary recourse is to this broken magic house?” Wu Shanton was enlightened.

He started trying to manipulate this fairy house.

The structure of Antoine Castle is quite complex, consuming hundreds of millions of worms, of which there are more than twenty.

Shun Wu had just begun to make contact, but he couldn't find out which was just the core of the magic! The location of these magic tricks is ingenious, the relationship is mysterious, the design of the whole magic house is very deep, like a tall and magnificent mountain range, spreading for thousands of miles, connected to the earth, the mountain range is a layer and heavy mineral vein, a wide variety and entanglement.

Wu Shuang is like a mortal manipulator who wants to open a mine in this mountain range, dig out the minerals he wants, and figure out the connection between these minerals.

“It's too hard to know this magic house alone! And I'm counting on this magic house to defend against the Red Porcelain Thunderball Robbery! ”

Wu Shuanxin's heart was cruel and he knew that he would surely lose.

Indeed, the next dream evolved as he had expected.

Red porcelain thunderballs continued to bomb, and Wu Shuai tried to motivate the fairy house and repair it.

But it doesn't help.

He knows too little about this magic house to know where to start, even if he wants to fix it.

Ultimately, the red porcelain thunderball blew up the fairy house, along with Wu Shuai and the fairy, and became victims of Thunder's robbery.

Out of the dream, Wu Shuang immediately healed himself.

This time, the source itself is searching for the dragon whale land, well prepared and arranged before leaving. Not only did he give the Dreamworm to Wu Shuai, but he also had a lot of guts.

With the guts, Wu Shuang's injuries are not a problem.

Such dream exploration is different from the original exploration of the Dragon Palace dream, Wu Shuai has many chances to come back.

Second failure, third failure, fourth, fifth...

Eight times later, Wu Shuai finally had a clearer idea of this Andorran castle.

Though this fairy house has not been completely repaired, Wu Shuai's efficiency has been matched by the bombing of red ceramic thunderballs.

Dark clouds swept through the sky and red porcelain thunderballs gradually faded until they stopped completely.

But in the dark clouds, the second holocaust began to brew.

The fairy sighed: "Alas... I didn't listen to your persuasion, to find the burial place of the madman's honor, which resulted in this curse, causing the catastrophe to continue. ”

“I deserve it. Zheng Yang, let's go. I don't want to drag you down! ”

The halo has faded considerably on the fairy. And those dark lane marks are lined up tightly, like a piece of sewn black thread, all over the fairy's skin and face.

In comparison, the fairy smell faded again, and at the same time the smell was even weirder, not only the light and darkness intertwined, but the throat grew on her neck!

Wu Shuai also had time to distinguish the fairy situation in the future, and the sky began to pour leaching rain.

Even though the rain is small, it is cold and bitter, with a cold frozen soul.

The previous raging and high temperatures of lightning balls quickly dissipated.

Woo woo...

Awesome ghost howl from little to little, fast and thorough.

A gray silk thread, fished out of the dark clouds of the sky, quickly extended towards Wu Shuang.

Wu Shuxiang's head sinked and recognized such catastrophes: “This is a havoc - a ghost ice silkworm! One havoc is right next to the other, and it looks like it's going to last forever. ”

Wu Shuang had to defend himself against these silks by wearing his scalp.

Red porcelain thunderballs burst wildly, while ghost silk is a feminine diamond.

Wu Shuangsu had no means of attacking, and by virtue of the Immortal Mansion House Antu Heavy Mountain Castle was also a half-known solution, at least he has not found any means of attacking yet.

Therefore, Wu Shuang only looked at these silk silks with open eyes and reached in front of them, constantly following the gap and gap of the fairy house, penetrating them.

Wu Shuang defeated, but Antou Heavy Mountain Castle had been completely infiltrated by silk, supported by half a mile, and then collapsed.

The silk wrapped around the fairy, also against Wu Shuai, wrapped the two into a sturdy white cocoon.

The next moment, Wu Shuai was expelled from the dream.

This time, he was badly traumatized, a little dark in front of him, his throat rolling, a little dry and a little unconscious.

“Failure under the Ghost Silk Robbery link is ten times more traumatizing than before!” Wu Shuai smiled bitterly, so hurt, only rest and recuperation, temporarily attacked.

These injuries are placed on the Square Source itself and can only be considered minor, not serious, and can even continue to explore dreams.

But Wu Shushan is different here.

Though there are 30 million souls in the spirit of Wu Shushan's split body, after that, while practicing in the Donghai has also improved, it cannot be compared to the main body.

As a dragon man, Wu Xiao walks in slavery, and soul practice is only an aid. The soul is too strong, which means that the soul traces are intense and will limit the development of the slave tract.

Fangyuan body, because of the supreme immortal body, Fae traces are not mutually exclusive, so the practice of soul lanes and other genres is not restricted.

Wu Xianhu took a long time to get out again.

After one failure and another challenge, Wu Shuai is in a very difficult situation.

He didn't have a cosmic division. Although he mastered the Dragon Palace, the smoking trick in his dreams didn't help him to explore the dream.

The most dependable means, in addition to dreaming about killing, is to have the guts to manipulate the resilience of backing up against the mountains.

Moving forward step by step, Wu Shuang finally achieved a gradual result.

He probably found out about Antoine Castle, and Wu Shuai finally mastered the three killings of this fairy house.

The first is called the mountain, the second is called the soil entrance, and the other is called the reentry.

When Wu Shu opened his eyes, he was the first to kill the accumulated soil as a mountain.

This is a very peculiar way to kill, not to fight, not to tend, treat and so on. It is an earthwork killing technique, but it has a frontal effect. Under this killing technique, magic fairies can stack earthwork insects at will, so that they can form their own magic houses. Even if the battlefield of the magic fairy that prompted the killing is blank!

It is precisely because of this killing technique that this Andorran castle was created.

Grasp this killing technique and grasp the roots of this fairy house in Antoine Castle!

No wonder Wu Shuai couldn't find the core pixie trick before, because the core of this pixie trick house is not the pixie trick, but this pixie path kills the accumulated soil as a mountain!

“So all I have to do is push this kill move and sprinkle the dirt bug directly into the fairy house, and I can fix the fairy house quickly. ”

With this in mind, Wu Shuai was fixing Antoinette's heavy mountain castle with a ghost silk rush.

Boom!

At the moment of repair, the fairy suddenly blew herself up, and the power of the explosion was even more terrifying than the havoc. Not only did He destroy it instantly, but he also tore the whole fairy house to pieces.

“So I have to take care of this fairy.” After understanding this point, Wu Shuang entered the dream again.

Immortal Kill Recruitment - Into the earth as an Ann!

Using this method, fairies are benignly sealed, injuries repressed, and continuously treated in the fairy house.

When Wu Xiangshan completely repaired the fairy house, the third havoc appeared.

A purple star falls in the sky, a catastrophe of poison and star convergence - a poisonous purple star heist.

The purple stars continue to decay, landing on the fairy house, corrosing a hole.

Wu Xiao made full repairs, painstakingly supported, failed once but never saw the holocaust come to an end.

“The third holocaust seemed endless, and it was quite unusual. Do you think?” After many failures, Wu Shuxian's heart flashed a spiritual light.

He tried to open the seal of the fairy, without soil to suppress the killing, and the fairy reached the brink of suicide again.

“Zheng Zhong, if there is an afterlife, I would like to meet you. Goodbye, my dowry. ”

When Wu Shuang struggled to resist the catastrophe, she suddenly followed the hole in the fairy house and electrocuted out.

Boom!

She blew herself up suddenly, turning into a pitch-black flame, burning and breathing horribly.

As if provoked by anger, hundreds of millions of purple stars accumulated at one time, black fires were not huge, but were hit by these poisonous stars, but they were incredibly resilient and small in size, though shrinking.

Seeing this catastrophe will not work. The dark clouds in the sky will change again, and countless thunderbolts will fall sharply. The black fire will be bombarded by tens of thousands of thunderbolts in an instant.

Blackfire was like taking a big pill, the size swelled up, and soon it was as big as a hill.

It's just that the shape of the black fire has completely changed, turning into a white gold mist.

The havoc in the sky is constantly changing, bombarding platinum water fog, and the water fog is constantly changing, turning into light wind, turning into iron stone, and turning into flowers, grasses, birds and beasts.

“What is this fairy lurking in? With so many catastrophes, there's almost nothing we can do!” Wu Shuxian was shocked.

He acutely felt that this realistic dream contained a secret sin.

I'm afraid this mystery is about the cause of death of the honored, about the deepest mystery in the heavens and the earth.

The fairy is dead, but Wu Shuai's dream continues.

He must survive in the aftermath of this terrible wave, which still relies only on the Castle of Antoine.

Ultimately, when countless rounds of havoc arrived, the strange black fire was finally completely extinguished.

The remnants of the last point, all targeted by the havoc, persisted for most of the time.

“What the hell is this thing?” Dreams dissolved, Wu Shuang's heart was still shocked.

He gave so much and the harvest was amazing.

Almost simultaneously with the resolution of dreams, it is bright in the eyes of the source body of Dragon Whale Land.

“Oh, you've been promoted to a dirt master. ”