Reverend Insanity

Roar!

Between the source of Fang Yuan and Fang Anlei, a cow and leopard tailed the ancient soul beast, and took the limbs, dragging the body like a mountain, and directly hit it.

Almost at the same time, there was a scream in the sky, and a black-winged sacred beast with a double-winged back, also swept down from the top down, wrapped in boundless wind and waves.

"Two ancient soul beasts!" Fang Yun's physical and mental shock, this horrible offensive, makes his heart turbulent, almost impossible.

"No, it's three heads." Fang Anlei was calm and calm, and smiled.

Sure enough, the next moment, the ground vibration, refining a huge three-finger geek, emerged from the ground, one left and one right to the Yingying Pavilion.

This is the third too ancient soul beast!

"Get up!" At the crucial moment, Fang Anlei sighed and spurred the fairy house, turned into a rainbow, and fled to the sky.

The strange hand grabbed it into an empty space, but it collided with the Taikoo Soul of the cow's leopard tail.

I have escaped these two ancient soul beasts, but there are still two wings in the sky.

The black slammed and rushed to the falling English pavilion.

In the eyes of Fang Anlei, Li Mang flashed, driving the Xianyu House to the British Pavilion, not flashing away, but directly collided.

boom!

A loud noise, both lose.

The Xianying House was hit by a crack, and the flowers on the surface of the house fell.

And the wings of the black scorpion, the ancient soul beast, was directly hit by the crash, squatting on the ground, banging, and immediately there was a deep pit in the square.

Fang Anlei paled and stabilized the falling English pavilion, which was slammed back and forth, and hovered high altitude. Then she ignited a means to make the falling room glory.

The radiance shone a few breaths, and it quickly dissipated. The Falling Pavilion returned to its original state, the cracks disappeared, and the flowers were released.

"Oh? Can you quickly fix the fairy house? This method is very novel. What is the inner mystery? Is it to store the spare mites, dispatch them, and quickly replace them? Or quickly refine the cockroaches and fill the gap?"

Fang Yuan’s heart moved, his mind was ups and downs, and he constantly calculated.

The Falling House is a fairy house, which is essentially composed of countless locusts. It can be repaired quickly, which is the skill that most Xianyu houses do not have.

If you quickly replace the spare mites, it is the road. If it is refining the mortal, it is the refining.

The Luoying Pavilion is likely to have one of these two genres.

Unfortunately, in this respect, Fangyuan obtained too little information. When he calculated it, he encountered a bottleneck and simply gave up.

"Hey!" The laughter of the old ghosts of the defeated army is full of battlefields. "What if you have a fairy house? You can leave a few hands and leave you a few lives!"

During the conversation, the two-winged black-winged sacred beast that was hit down, shook his head a few times and flew up again.

The ancient soul beast has eight turns of combat power, the fur is very thick, and the previous impact is not very effective.

Fang Anlei has no unexpected color, and this situation is also expected by her.

She had collided before, but it was only a temptation. After all, there are strong and weak among the ancient souls.

The falling English pavilion was driven by her, swaying in the sky, and entangled with the two-winged black scorpion.

The other two ancient soul beasts, a cow leopard tail, a single-handed monocular giant, can only roar on the ground, no flying power.

The old ghosts of the defeated army whispered, and the two ancient souls and beasts took steps and walked toward him.

"Opportunity!" Fang Anlei's fine flashes, is about to spur the fall of the British Pavilion, get rid of the double-winged black scorpion, killing the old ghosts.

These three ancient soul beasts, strong fighting power, deep physical strength, Fang Anlei is not resistant to fighting a long-lasting war, the best tactic is undoubtedly the thief first smashed the king, the key person who manipulated the ancient soul beast to defeat the old ghost to kill.

But at this time, Fang Yuan sneered: "Slightly safe, I have already counted, this is the other trap."

"Oh?" In the eyes of Fang Anlei, the light suddenly flashed!

With this hesitation, she lost her fighters, and the British Pavilion was once again entangled in black wings and could not escape.

The two ancient souls and beasts went to the side of the defeated old ghosts, one left and one right, and their guards were solid.

The old ghosts who lost the army have no smug colors, and their faces are gloomy.

"I deliberately left the flaws, that is, to attract opponents to attack, I did not expect this room An Lei actually so calm, not sure to kill my fighter."

"Well? Let's spur the soul of the beast, and consume my soul. I can't hold on for a long time, I have to make a quick decision!"

Thinking of this, the defeated old ghosts squinted and screamed, mobilized the fourth head of the ancient soul beast and killed the falling English pavilion.

This fourth head is too ancient to be a beast, shaped like a spider, with a spiked spike, but with a flying ability, the body is also the smallest, only ordinary tigers.

But it is extremely fast, flying in the air, like a string of arrows.

Fang Yun exclaimed: "Good insurance, this is the enemy of defeating the old ghosts!"

Fang Anlei gratefully looked at Fang Yuan, and immediately turned his face to the solemn color, manipulating the Yingying Pavilion against the enemy.

The addition of flying spiders to the ancient souls and animals has brought tremendous pressure on the home.

The wings of the black-winged scorpion are so powerful that the flying spiders are too ancient and soul-beating. However, they are fast-moving and fast-moving. The two cooperate with each other, one fast and one slow, one big and one small, and the falling down of the British Pavilion is not allowed to turn over.

"I don't think that the old ghosts of the defeated army have bound the ancient souls!"

"How did he do it? Is the Soul Beast so powerful? Let him have four Taikoo Souls in such a short time?"

Fang Fang, Fang Yun was amazed, and his heart sprouted back.

Fang Yuan laughed happily: "I have already calculated that this person is already the end of the strong. Just seven repairs, manipulating the four-headed ancient soul beast, has already greatly exceeded his ability limit. For a moment, the situation can be reversed. ”

"Oh?" Fang Anlei blinked a few times, and his thoughts jumped and decided to believe Fangyuan once again.

Sure enough, in the next battle, the situation of the British Pavilion is getting better and better.

The flying spider between the ancient soul beast and the double-winged black cockroach, the coordination is getting worse and worse, often interfering with each other.

On the ground desert, the old ghosts of the defeated army are pale, like a piece of white paper, the body is crumbling, and the breath is constantly declining.

But his eyes were round and round.

Time has passed for a while, and the old ghosts are getting worse.

"Today, let's take a life around you! When you meet again, I will definitely put you in abundance!" He left a swearing word and led the Soul army and began to withdraw.

"Where to go?" For so long, Fang Anlei certainly did not want to let go of the old ghosts.

The two sides chased one and escaped, and the Yingying Pavilion bombarded and bombarded a large number of soul beasts.

However, the flying spider, the double-winged black scorpion, the ancient soul beast, still struggled to entangle the falling English pavilion.

The defeated old ghosts are defensively rigorous, and despite the worsening state, they have never revealed a fatal flaw.

Fang Yun was very angry and shouted: "The old ghost of defeat, where did you just go?"

The old man who lost the army said: "If the old man is unfamiliar with the soul beast, how can you be beaten by your group?"

"Wait, the situation is a bit wrong." Fang Yuan frowned slightly.

Just then, an eagle smashed through the sky. Even though the four immortals lived in the fairy house, they felt that the sound was as sharp as a needle.

A figure, like a ghost, slammed from the clouds.

This is a female fairy.

She was wearing a tight night out, pale and bloodless. At this moment, both hands were turned into talons, and a black smoke of steam was released. As she charged, she took out a long tail of smoke behind her.

Seven turns of the magic road, Xian Xian - Ying Ji!

boom!

Eagle Jiong grabbed it, the speed did not change, and passed the Yingying Pavilion.

The British Pavilion was hit hard, and there were three claw marks on the entire roof.

"There was still a helper, hehe." When Ying Ji appeared, Fang Anlei frowned.

She immediately said to the other side: "I also don't know how to help the celestial friends. It is difficult for me to cope with the situation."

Fang Yuan knew that she still had no means to use it, but she had to cooperate with the house and she couldn’t say it until she watched the movie.

Immediately, he nodded slightly: "I will deal with the defeated old ghosts, and I also ask you to hold back the eagle-cat female."

Fang Anlei should be down: "When Xianyou goes, we will do everything we can!"

At the next moment, the portal of the Xianyu House opened and Fangyuan entered the battlefield.

The immortal kills the move - burning the flying stone.

Fang Yuan has already been brewed, and at this moment, he reached out and pointed out that the sky suddenly fell into a meteor shower, and it was magnificent.

The old ghosts of the defeated army picked up their eyes~www.readwn.com~ His breath was extremely weak, and the two sides of the body were used as shields to resist the Fangyuan killing.

Booming...

Burning the stone scorpion in the desert in the square, forming a sea of ​​fire, but there is no heat wave.

This is a unique fire, spreading all over and burning to the old ghosts.

The old ghost of the defeated army smiles, not that he does not want to dodge, but has no spare capacity.

"Hmm?" This scene made Fang Yuan see, suddenly his heart jumped.

boom! ! !

The next moment, the earth cracked, there were monsters, such as thunder blows in the ears.

Then, a huge palace with shining green mans, rushed straight up and slammed into Fangyuan.

Eight turns of the fairy house - Dou Jingu!

Ps: One more today. (To be continued.)