Reverend Insanity

Crazy Cave, sixth floor.

The wolf-stricken madman fell on the ground, and the secret man squatted on the ground, temporarily ignoring his own injuries and giving him a cure.

It’s not that the fairy slowly opened his eyes, and he woke up. He was ignorant and immediately responded. He was very grateful and grateful: “I actually escaped, boss, you saved my life!”

Later, he asked in confusion: "How can I not see Fangyuan? Wait, does he not retreat in time?"

The secret person smiled bitterly: "No. He still stays on the seventh floor. However, there is nothing wrong with what he said when he was separated. It is too late to escape from his distance."

It’s not that the fairy is speechless. After a long while, I sighed: “The time is also life, I didn’t expect the source of the hall, but it was broken here.”

Even if Fang Yuan is so vocal, he does not think that Fangyuan will have many hopes of surviving.

Because it is not the fairy power to know the terrible power of the crazy cave!

The secret person is completely calm down, and his look is a little weird: "It is incredible to say, I have a mysterious feeling. I always feel that Fangyuan can survive. Although reason tells me, there is no possibility, and I can't. To figure out any means he can survive. But, this is what I feel in my heart."

"Boss, you are a wise man." Not a fairy stayed.

"Even if it is a wise mind, isn't all the feelings right?" The secret person smiled and smiled. "Perhaps this is just a feeling of my opponent's source. He is so strong, surpassing you and me, shocking the world, Even the heavens have no way to take him. But such a character has to be damaged in the crazy cave. Hey, maybe his end is the end of your future. I have some pity."

Not a fairy.

For a long while, the secret person opened his mouth and broke the silence: "Go! Go back and take a rest. When the magic sound stops completely, let's go to the seventh floor to search for Fangyuan."

Not a fairy nod, although he understands that Fang Yuan is almost ten dead.

He barely stood up, his body slammed, and he would fall down.

Fortunately, the secret person on the side helped him in time.

The sinister man held him, and the two men slowly moved forward while resisting the magic sound.

The road ahead is hidden in the darkness.

The figure of the two gradually merged into the darkness, and they all faltered.

They simply don't know that in the seventh floor, the source is not only killed, but also new discoveries.

"Is this a new track mark?" Fang Yuan's eyes are shining, and his look is quite a bit surprising.

In this gorgeous track and wave, he began to discover some new track marks.

Fang Yuan has long been a thing of the past, and all the genre realms have greatly improved, and inherited a number of sages of the sages, and the horizon is wide open.

But now, he can be sure that he has never seen this trace in front of him.

This is a brand new track!

"When these track marks were still, these new track marks were too rare, scattered everywhere, and they didn't look at them. But now the magic sounds whistling, all kinds of track marks are constantly shifting. Because the road marks are mutually exclusive, the same genre The track marks are gradually unified. This makes these new track marks larger and more discoverable."

Fang Yuan quickly summed up the reasons.

At the beginning of the magic sound, all kinds of track marks are mixed, free to weave, intricate, colorful and embellished.

After the magic sound has been exhausted for a period of time, the traces of various genres are condensed together to form a unified color, which is much more magnificent than before.

In front of Fangyuan, a golden road mark, like a golden giant, wandering. On the left hand side of Fangyuan, a trace of the soul road is even bigger, like a black cloud, and if it is a wall, it will advance. At the foot of Fang Yuan, it is a series of new road marks, as if it is a curved stream, flowing.

Fangyuan stopped the pace and observed it carefully.

Soon, he showed amazement.

From this brand new track mark, he "sees" the sword. He "smells" the axe. He "touches" the hammer and he "hears" the arrow...

Fang Yuan looked a little sullen and secretly said: "This brand new road mark represents a brand new genre. This genre is quite atmospheric, and it contains a variety of swords and axes. If someone creates it in the future, it must be the current kendo and knife. They all contain the annexation. The new genre must have a strong combat power, and at the same time it draws on the many subtleties of humanity."

But immediately, Fang Yuan shook his head slightly: "However, to create this genre, I don't know how many generations I have to wait, how much time to wait."

"Perhaps someone has already had the idea and foundation to start this genre. If he or she can see this scene, he will definitely bring him (her) great help. Or maybe no one in the world has such an idea. The genre will always be hidden, like a treasure, buried deep in the ground, never someone will open."

Fangyuan has no regrets and regrets.

This situation is the normal state of the world.

People often say that talents are not met, and talents need Bole. In fact, an excellent genre needs talented people to discover.

Fang Yuan does not want to use this to create a new genre.

The genre he is now on has already made him unable to learn. And the new genre, the time and energy required is too much, too big. He also does not have this leisure time.

Fangyuan continues to move forward.

Along the way, he saw a lot of new road marks.

There is a track mark, condensed into a group, full and round, Fangyuan seems to smell the fragrance of the grass, carefully smelling, and it seems to be the smell of food.

Fangyuan guessed, is this a Dandao road mark in rumors?

There is also a trace of the road, flattened, like a carpet. It is obviously the same kind of track mark, but the above is the interweaving of light and shadow, sometimes like mountains and rivers, sometimes like birds and beasts.

When other traces of torrents come over, the traces are like the leaves in the wind, and they will be rolled up and attached to the surface of other torrents. It does not affect these attached heterogeneous track marks, and does not let the tiny self collapse. It is wonderfully wonderful.

When Fang Yuan first saw it, he felt a slight shock: "No accident, this is a trace of the road!"

He has the heart to take this trace as his own, but now the magic sound roars, but he has no means.

"There is a legacy of the thief in the house. There is a thief's nest in the fairy house. If I use it, can I steal the traces here as my own?" Fang Yuan’s heart moved and inspired.

The celestial woods here are fascinating, but they are not used.

The root of it is that the traces contained in these fairy materials are all sorts of messy traces.

However, the fairy material is useless, but it is not a trace of useless!

Fang Yuan will count on the meter and start with the eaves. Today's room is long, it is already his avatar.

From the soul of the eaves, Fangyuan searched out almost all the information of the house. Of course, it includes the thief nest.

This is indeed the sacred house of the thief, but it is very broken. Because it involves stealing the road, the house is not good at it. When the house owner succeeded, he did not get the complete content of the fairy house, so the house has always been difficult to repair.

Today's thief nest, there is only one means, is to use a stealing celestial material as a primer, the sneak track in the fairy material is instantly consumed, and then the outside track is stolen.

The traces stolen from the road must be attached to this sneak pecan. In the end, this fairy material is filled with messy traces of traces and no use value.

This is very similar to the fairy material in the Mad Cave.

The thief's nest has the ability to steal outside traces, but there is no means to use it. This is the main reason. Fangyuan did not find ways to bring the thief's nest to his body.

"But in this case, it is different."

"When these same road marks are condensed together, I use the thief's nest to create the various genres of the corresponding genre."

"These scarves are all the same track marks and should be available."

Fang Yuan read this, the chest is also slightly feverish.

If this method works, then he has a channel of continuous energy, making eight turns, or even nine turns of fairy wood!

This is a huge fortune!

Even Fangyuan is hard to estimate.

The celestial wood produced is not only used for trade, but also for smelting, but also to understand the corresponding genre. For example, using these new track marks, you can condense the fairy materials such as paintings, Dandao, and so on. These fairy materials have a great reference for the creation of genres.

"However, the same kind of track marks must be condensed when the magic sounds raging."

"At this time, stimulating the fairy trick, the risk is great. The fairy trick is also the arrangement of the track marks, it is very likely that the track will be chaotic, and the fairy tricks will trigger the failure and trigger the counterattack."

"Not to mention the nest of the ant nest, I am afraid it can't be taken directly. It is not the Supreme Body. If it is taken out, it will be rejected and crushed!"

Fangyuan calmed down.

There are still huge technical difficulties to complete his vision.

He is now rich in the world, but he does not have any grasp.

In the end, Fang Yuan sighed and put this idea down temporarily and continued on.

He began to step up.

Regardless of the torrent of traces in front of him, for him, it is like harmless light and shadow, such as the breeze.

Soon after, he saw the traces of the dream.

In the mad cave, it can be described as a thousand stars, and the dream road marks are also included.

Fang Yuan cautiously stopped and tempted it. He found that the dream road mark was not harmful to him.

This is just a track mark, not a dream. For the supreme fairy, it is more similar to a flowing fairy.

If it is a dream, Fangyuan will have to detour.

Fang Yuan went straight ahead, all the way unimpeded.

The magic sound was in the ear, causing some trouble for him. Fortunately, he has the excellent means of personal improvement. This killing is very particular. If you push it, you will have long-term effects. Although the magic sound interferes, the long-term effects of the past have become very short. However, everything is within the tolerance of Fangyuan.

Even if he is eroded by magic sounds, he is mad and killing, but this Jedi has no other life to threaten him.

Even if he hits the rock on the other side, the quality of the supreme body itself can ensure that he is innocent.

Surrounded by raging colorful lights, there are no rules, sometimes like a tsunami to cover the sky, sometimes as a horse galloping, sometimes like a waterfall, sometimes as a bird flies, and Fangyuan flies in it.

If the madness and the blame see this scene, I am afraid that the chin will be shocked to fall to the ground.

This is not to subvert their worldview, but to smash their worldview directly!

Fangyuan went deeper and went to the depths that the madness and the three monsters could not imagine.

When he finally approached the entrance to the eighth floor, he snorted and stepped.

He actually saw three roads!

One road is golden and the gas is transpiration.

A road is horrible and murderous.

A road is simple and unpretentious.

Fang Yuan’s eyes are bright and light, and he instantly understands: “These three roads are probably traces of the Sayādaw. They are filled with the transport, the soul, and the dirt road. They should be the corresponding giant Yang Xianzun, Ghost Respect and Le Tuxian!”

These three saints have been here!

The magic sound is soaring, the road marks are chaotic, and a horrible chaos is formed. The power can be horrible. It can wipe out almost all the immortals, and no trace of residue will remain.

But the road marks on these three roads are very firm. Even with the torrents of various roads around, the road marks on these three roads are still standing still at the moment of capricorn, rolling, and collision. Only occasionally the most marginal place ~www.readwn.com~ some traces of stripping, as if it is debris residue.

Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He knows that he has the supreme body, and the road marks are not repelled, so he can come here, which is a coincidence.

But the Sayādaw is not the same!

The traces of the Sayādaw are mutually exclusive, and they are able to come here, which is the result of a hard-rooted development.

This is the supreme style of the three nobles!

The madness and the blame of these characters, talents, realms are rare in the world, but still need to find a way to go.

The Sayādaw is not needed at all.

They stepped out on their feet and they were a path to nowhere!

It is not surprising that there is a sage who has been here. In fact, he has already made some predictions.

After all, the Promise is the character of the ancient times. The third honor in history is second only to Yuan Shi and Xing Su. The mad cave that he laid down has survived for a long time. Although it is secret, the madman can discover this secret. Why can't others do it?

As the supreme among the immortals, these sages are earth-shattering and find that it is also sparsely ordinary.

Counting on the inheritance and inheritance of unparalleled value, no one finds it, only to leave it to himself, that is the idea of ​​innocent and self-righteous young people who are not deeply involved.

People are ordinary, but everyone is unique. I have such an opportunity, why wouldn't others have it?

"But why are there only traces of these three sages?"

"Why are the roads left by these three sages appear only near the entrance to the eighth floor?"

There are some doubts in my mind, but the source movement does not stop. He jumps directly into the entrance of the eighth floor.

The darkness in front of me was fleeting, and the next moment, Fangyuan was down to earth.

"How come?" Fang Yuan stunned.

The scene of the eighth layer of the Mad Cave is far beyond his expectation. It is not the seventh floor.