Reverend Insanity

The scope of the nebula storm is too wide and the speed is extremely fast.

It is impossible for the three sacred houses of Zhongzhou and his party to escape.

The stars are dense and soaring. In the meantime, the thunderclouds are filled, the torrents of the stars are constantly squirting, the scenery is vast and vast, and people are eager to see what they are.

"I drive the corner and even the battalion, you are close behind." At the crucial moment, Lingwei made a decision.

The three fairy houses are heading towards the nebula storm.

The towering huge fairy house, in front of the nebula storm, is like three small ants at the foot of the giant elephant.

The world is roaring.

The nebula storm is like a prehistoric whale, and it will swallow the three fairy houses in Zhongzhou.

The three fairy houses seem to have no qualifications for the nebula storm.

Rumble...

The wind is full of violent earthquakes.

Zhao Peiyun was unstable and immediately fell to the floor. Outside the window, the boundless starlight, glaring, and transmitted, will illuminate the entire building with a blue light.

Zhao Piyun seems to feel himself, riding a small seesaw, falling into the stormy ocean, bearing the tsunami and thunderous bombardment.

She is dry and heart-wrenching, and it is difficult to solve the predicament.

She can only hope that the fairy house will be hoped for the three-digit power.

Zhao Peiyun does not know that the three-eight-eight-turn 蛊仙中, Wan Hailong flow has fallen into a deep sleep. Fortunately, the wind is full of buildings is controlled by Bichentian. The situation is much better than that of the Jackie.

Even so, Bichentian is full of cold sweat at this moment, and concentrates on it, not dare to relax.

He traveled across the building and shuttled through the nebula storm. Constantly dodge the huge stars.

These stars are extremely fast, and once the wind is full, the building will be hit hard. Although the wind-filled building is a fairy house, it will never collapse because it is hit by these stars. However, in this special environment, once the wind-filled building loses control, it loses speed and direction. Will be hit by the stars in succession. Once a vicious circle is formed. Then it is really possible to break the storm in the nebula, and the ship is destroyed.

"Zhu Xian is strong, although the fairy house is good, but in the face of these heaven and earth, it still looks very small." Bichentian gritted his teeth, "not good!"

He couldn't respond, and the wind-filled building finally suffered. A hill-like star, wrapped in wind, slammed into the wind and upstairs.

The volume of the wind-filled building is less than one tenth of this star.

But in the end, it is a fairy house, which is exceptionally strong.

It is not the wind that fills the building, but the star that hits it.

However, the great momentum brought by the stars has pushed the wind across the building arbitrarily forward to the long distance.

Originally, the three sacred houses together, flew together and watched each other. As a result, the other two fairy houses escaped the stars. The wind-filled building was directly out of the ranks.

"Bichen...speed..." Lingwei passed the news.

However, in this nebula storm, there are chaotic and broken, uncountable star trails, which greatly interfere with the channel communication between Lingwei and Bichentian.

Bichentian can only hear a very short, very broken piece.

But he knows what Lingwei wants to say.

Lingwei Yang is trying to make himself work hard to catch up with them!

In the midst of the nebula storm. Lingwei Yang couldn't stay at all, and he couldn't help to support Bichentian. Because of his side, there is another need for a fairy house to take care of.

Bichentian can only rely on himself.

"Come on." Bi Chentian sighed low, his eyes bloomed infinitely fine, and the eight-turned momentum spurted out like a strong wind.

The wind-filled building scatters out of the green and luxuriant, and the dazzling light quickly turns into a raging wind.

The wind is cruel and whistling.

These dark green winds are linked together and merged into a vertical slender tornado.

The windy building of Xianyu House immediately stabilized, and the surrounding nebula storms were all drained by the wind pillars.

"This is the strongest means of wind-filled building!" Yu Yiye's spirit is uplifting, his eyes are shining, and he is excited.

The wind-filled building is located in the center of the wind pillar and suddenly becomes extremely calm. It seems that from the landslide tsunami environment, it suddenly entered a calm and safe harbor.

The immortals of the wind-filled building made a burst of cheers.

Zhao Piyun just climbed up from the floor. At this moment, suddenly a huge star broke through the tornado column on the outside and hit the wind.

At the crucial moment, Bichentian responded in a timely manner, and the operation of the wind and the building fell a lot.

This huge star almost passed the wind and the floor.

Some of the celestial beings are located in the window. At the moment when the two sides are staggered, there are countless potholes on the surface of the star. Because the distance between them is too short, it is very clear.

On the weekdays, the fascinating celestial beings, once again exclaimed, like a mortal encounter with natural disasters and panic.

The wind-filled building is struggling in the storm of the nebula.

Even this fairy house has already shipped the strongest means, but in the face of the nebula storm, it is still not enough.

Some huge stars, amazing momentum, can directly smash the tornado column outside.

Between the stars, there is also the violent and chaotic meta-magnet force, which will drag, repel, attract, and grind the wind.

Under the siege of these stars, the wind-filled building still has to avoid the impact of those stars. Fortunately, it is the eight-turn 蛊 碧 晨 晨 morning to preside over the overall situation, and the other seven turn 蛊 ,, absolutely can not support.

However, even if it is Bichentian, it is sweating at the moment, and the eight-turn fairy is consumed violently. This kind of consumption far exceeds any fierce battle in this morning.

"No, this nebula storm is too wide. I don't know when it will be able to smash it in the past!" Bichen Tianxin read a move and immediately ordered that the celestial celestials in the fairy shacks began to infuse their own fairy yuan into the wind-filled building.

Zhu Xian has contributed their own strength, and Zhao Yunyun is no exception.

Although she is only illusory, she also reserves a lot of fairy yuan through refining the Xianyuan Stone.

Boom, bang, bang!

From time to time, there is a huge star of two, breaking the wind column, most of them are flashed away by the wind, but sometimes they will be hit.

Cloud magnetic star power is everywhere, like a malicious giant, and the wind-filled building is a toy to play with.

In the fairy house, the immortals don’t say much, and they are concentrating on infusing their own fairy yuan into the windy building.

The atmosphere is quite depressed.

Every time a superstar hits, it makes a lot of people tremble.

Zhao’s heart is like a blind eye. She was the first to accept this kind of squad, and the situation was quite bad. Even if the next moment was broken, Zhao Weiyun was not surprised.

"Fortunately, fortune..." She mourned the name of Ma Hongyun in her heart. Every time she recited, her heart was calm.

I have read many times, and the miracle of Zhao’s mood has generally calmed down.

"Fortune, you used to ignore your life, you know? I am also taking risks for you now."

"I don't regret even if I die here. I want to save you!"

"When I see you, I will tell you that the starlight here is very fierce, there is no danger you can imagine, it is not romantic at all."

In the meantime, Zhao Peiyun seems to have returned to the past.

At that time, Zhao Piyun’s father had already died in the battlefield. She was so lonely that she had to be forced to marry and could only temporarily rely on Ma Hongyun.

A low hill on the hill.

In the night, Ma Hongyun glared at her and sat on the grass.

"Xiaoyun girl, you look at it, there is a star rain!" Ma Hongyun pointed at the night sky and shouted.

"boring. You brought me over, just let me see this?" Zhao Liyun rolled his eyes. "What is this good-looking?"

"Hey." Ma Hongyun grabbed his hair. "I don't think there is any good-looking, but they said that if you want to make a girl happy, let her watch the star rain. Now this time, we can watch the night in Beiyuan. It’s going to the stars."

Zhao Liyun reluctantly sighed in his heart, secretly said: "How old is my old lady, I am afraid that only a little girl is happy with this kind of thing. Oh? No, my body is still small, isn’t it a little girl? ""

Just thinking of it, Ma Hongyun asked: "Xiaoyun girl, you saw this star rain, the mood is better, no?"

Zhao has a deep sigh in his heart, and his mouth snorted: "A lot better, people are very happy, so look, the stars are so beautiful."

Ma Hongyun shuddered and waved his hand: "Xiaoyun girl, don't say so, my goose bumps are up."

Zhao Wei Yun Teng, stood up, raised his foot and mammothed Ma Hongyun: "Do not learn, learn to pick up girls. Also want to soak my wife, I let the girl, I let you pick up."

Ma Hongyun was kicked and screamed, and shouted in his mouth: "Xiaoyun girl, you are going to stop, stop working! What is running girl? I have not done it. If I am doing something wrong, can I change it? Kicked ~www.readwn.com~ Don't kick!"

Zhao Weiyun did not care, and played Ma Hongyun to roll around. In the end, Zhao Piyun was sweating, with his hands on his hips, looking at Ma Hongyun, who was holding his head and screaming, laughing happily.

Ma Hongyun heard her laughter and slowed down. She thought: "Xiaoyun girl smiled happily. It really made her feel good when she watched the star rain. Oh... it’s just a pain."

In the past, it was like a cloud of smoke, and it slowly dissipated in front of Zhao’s eyes.

Unconsciously, Zhao’s mouth has a smile.

"Fortunately, when you rescue you, I will definitely kick you seventy or eighty feet and celebrate." Zhao Liyun thought so in this heart, at this time, her vain love actually ignited a mystery. The breath comes out.

The breath is invisible and colorless, and it quickly spreads.

The ordinary Zhu Xian is not aware of it, but Bi Chentian is physically tight and his eyes are full of eyes. He realizes: "This is the power of ... love?" (To be continued.)

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