Reverend Insanity

: Section 933: Repairing the interruption

Heavenly battlefield.

The immortal killing trick - refers to the wind dragon.

Wu Yong rushed to kill, but suffered the siege of the three main forces.

"Wu Yong, give me a die!" Prince Fengxian urged infinite flames, pushing in layers, and then shrinking in the back, also surrounded by the sea of ​​fire, attacking and holding, very stable.

Zhou Xiongxin shot from the rear, and the three men became rushing out of the tiger, and the tigers roared and slammed.

The wild scorpion is far away from the show, and a plant vine grows out of thin air and spreads to Wuyong in an attempt to tie him firmly.

Wu Yong sighed and continued to retreat and retracted into the Xiaozhu Building in Yuqing.

With the immortal house, he resisted the attack of Sanxian.

But this also made his plan to approach the Sky Tower squandered.

"Humanitarian killings are too big for Tianting... Wait, this is?!" Just as Wu Yong had a headache, suddenly a little white light was concentrated on the Yuqing Dianzhu Xiaozhulou, and it penetrated into his body.

Humane killings - all expectations!

Humane killings - people in the hero!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"This power, this power..." Tree Onbad, who is fighting outside, is looking at his own hands and marvels.

The change of the great power wing Haofang is equally astonished: "How can the humane killings in heaven help us?"

This doubt is as heavy as a mountain, and at the same time it is pressed in the heart of the heavenly court.

"Scarred, you really did not expect, do a good job." Fang Yuan laughed, he also received a gain, the state swiftly soared.

Long Gong face color iron blue!

He is a dragon, is a different kind of people, is not subject to the gain of the heroes, but the source is not the same. When he restores his body, even the Supreme Immortality is purely a human identity!

boom!

Long Gong was directly blasted out by Fang Yuan.

"What is going on here?" Qin Dingling said, eagerly questioning the old man.

The old man of Zhengyuan did not die, but also moved out from the central hall early, and has been responsible for the humanitarian means left by the founders of Zhongzhou.

At this moment, the old man hurriedly echoed, and told Longgong, Qin Dingling and others: "There was a problem with the Emperor City. Some people are swearing at the ghosts. He instilled the other four domains into the people. The hopes of the people and the heroes are based on the will of the people. The camp. Originally only the people of Zhongzhou, but now it is the five domains of people, so everyone has been blessed."

Long Gong, while attacking the source of Fangyuan, asked: "How can I solve this problem?"

Zheng Yuan old man replied in a loud voice: "I am doing my best, but I am not sure if I can succeed!"

In the heart of Long Gong, he added another point: "Who is the humane means of the Supreme Master, to such a degree?"

He never imagined that the humane murder of the sage would suffer such a change. Although the other party did not crack the two killings in front, but extended the scope of the killing to everyone, this is actually no different from cracking.

"Is it a bruise?" The soul ball held by the Ziwei fairy in the palm of his hand, trembled gently, and seemed to be laughing.

The information that Ziwei Fairy gave to Longgong was the place where the bruise was. This move was influenced by the devil's ghost.

Longgong is very trusting Ziwei fairy, and he is not suspected. Plus, when Founder was detained in the hands of Shen Congsheng, he was in urgent need of redemption, so he had a series of things. Eventually, it caused the bruises to leave the dragon whales and lurk into the Imperial City to make such achievements.

"Perhaps it should be said that it is a paradise." The soul ball trembled again.

The eyes of Ziwei Fairy are black and black, and their hands are silently holding the soul ball. They constantly use the wisdom to simulate the effect of the soul and actively treat the soul ball.

Under the treatment of the soul ball, the body is constantly solidified.

On the other hand, Zhongtianmen is still open, and from the outside, he continues to lead Zhu Xian to heaven.

"Ha ha ha, take these people in, let them kill, let them die! The more fierce the kill, the more dead, the better, hahaha." The soul ball laughed.

The first batch came in the southern Xinjiang Zhuxian in the Maozushan battlefield, as well as Wu Shuai, Zhanbudu and others.

At the moment, the second batch of Zhu Xian was poured in. It was the reinforcement of Beiyuan. The last generation and a group of people from southern Xinjiang joined forces.

The head of the old man’s handcuffs is the medicine king.

There are also hundreds of stalwarts.

After the two big eight turns of the celestial beings, it is the name of the five kingdoms of the patriarchal Chudu, the list of Xuanji descendants who have been harmed by Xuehu ancestors, and other good immortals.

"The seven turns of the immortals are all in the fairy house." The drug master scanned the battlefield, first.

Even Chudu had to obey.

The fierce battle in front of him shocked him, and the fierce battle was not directly involved in the seven-turn level.

Although there are few fairy houses in Kitahara, this time it has brought three seats!

"Follow me, let us support the robbery altar." Hundreds of Heavenly Kings took the lead and rushed out.

Yao Huang and the three sacred houses are close behind.

In the robbery altar, Ice Saichuan could not help but scream. He had attacked the refining squad before and was obstructed by the gold beads left by King Jinxian. Now it is besieged by the main force of heaven.

On the one hand, Bingsaichuan took a shot at the refining road and repaired the robbery altar. He needed help. This batch of reinforcements came too soon.

"Kill!" Hundreds of Heavenly Kings burst into a burst, and their body shape shook, and immediately divided out countless avatars, entangled with the soldiers of the Jinzhuzi.

The drug king was not willing to show weakness, and his cane waved, and the pungent medicine suddenly filled the battlefield.

After the arrival of the three fairy houses, they consciously defended the robbery.

The main force of the heavenly court detected and immediately divided the troops.

"You can't think about going." Wu Yong repeatedly used to show his killings, such as the whip, the soft and the wind, the wind and the wind, and so on, entangled the enemy's position.

Bud, Yihaofang and others have the same kind of learning.

"Damn!" Many of the main forces in the heavens were held by them, and they were stunned.

If it was before, the southern Xinjiang group immortal will never cause such trouble, but now the heroes of the people are added, so that Wu Yong and others have skyrocketed, although the overall situation is still not as good as the members of the heavens, the latter are all strong players in the eight turns. El, but also enough to pose a threat.

"We are on!" Dragon Palace ran rampant, Wu Shuai, War Department Ferry hosted inside.

Feng Jiu Ge had to avoid, and the song of destiny was slow.

Fang Yuanton felt a sudden drop in pressure, coupled with the heroic blessing of the people, once again flying the dragon.

The dragon pattern is entwined around the dragon, and the dragon teeth are flying around to attack and defend.

Suddenly, a huge figure suddenly appeared.

"This is?!" Looking at the behemoth in front of him, the dragon's pupil was shrunk.

孽龙——帝藏生 again!

"Dragon Gong!!!" Emperor Tibetans spit out people's mouths, and the roaring sound stirred up the infinite wind and waves. It had a dragon claw and a bang, and the bang of the dragon was like a ball.

The dragon claws of the Emperor Tibetans are **** and dripping, which are caused by the cutting of dragon teeth. The dragon slammed into the ground and directly knocked out a huge pit that was ten feet deep.

The huge body of the Emperor Tibetans was under heavy pressure.

Bang!

The whole heaven was trembled, and huge smoke and dust covered the entire battlefield.

Emperor Tibetans slowly flew up, and the earth under the belly of the heavens has formed a shallow ditch that penetrates things. Any buildings and landscapes along the way collapsed and fell into ruins.

"He is above!" The war department said.

Longgong hovered high above the sky, overlooking the Emperor Tibetan, and the gantry behind him was slowly receding.

At the crucial moment, it was the use of the Dragon Gate that made him get rid of the predicament and escaped the slamming of the Emperor.

"This dragon!" Longgong hates his teeth, and the place where the chest is recessed is rapidly bulging and restoring the old view. Obviously, the claws of the emperor’s Tibetans are not good.

On the other side, the Wannian Fighter flew back and regained Fangyuan.

Fang Yuan glanced at the high-altitude Longgong and sneered, directly ignoring him and rushing to the prison tower.

Long Gong saw this scene, and his eyelids jumped straight.

It is already very reluctant to resist the robbery altar at the Tiantian Tower. On the verge of collapse, if Fangyuan and Wannian Fighting Vehicles are mixed in, they will not be able to support it.

"Fangyuan, you can't think about it! Everyone gathers, guards the guardian tower!" Longgong roared the order, first dispatched himself, once again using the gantry, intercepted in front of the Wannian fighting car.

"Give me away!" Longgong rushed to support, and the hosted Wu Shuai simply made a fuss, and immediately released the repressed Junshenguang and the whirlpool boy, so that they could spur the killing of dreams.

In the dream, the light smoke went to the dragon.

Long Gong’s heart jumped wildly and had to dodge. He took the initiative to let a road open and let Fang Yuan drive straight into it.

"Oops, this is a dream to kill, my means is useless." In the far corner, Feng Jinhuang hides in an inconspicuous fairy house, anxious to jump.

At this time, the song of destiny resounded to the battlefield again.

As a result, the state of the heavens skyrocketed, and the dragons also benefited infinitely. The offensives initiated by Fang Yuan and others immediately fell and fell, no longer before the mighty.

"Unimaginable, we entered the heavens!" The Eight Immortals of the East China Sea entered the battlefield from Zhongtianmen.

"The Tianting side is being under siege!" The Eight Immortals eyes are bright, especially when they see Fangyuan and the Emperor Tibetans join hands, and the Wannian Fighting Car and the Dragon Palace will fight, and the Longgong and Fengjiu will be defeated.

"Very good, let's kill them and give them a fatal blow!!" The Eight Immortals were full of morale and participated in the melee.

"How did they come?" Fang Yuan was also slightly surprised.

Zhang Yin and Rong Po's four dragons will participate in the war, but Qing Yue'an and others are very conservative. How come they venture into the war?

"Hehehe, this is the side effect of the heroes. When they get the increase, they are also blessed by the four domains. The decision is affected and the hatred is even more hateful." The news of the bruise was conveyed. "Unfortunately, the West Desert Still in a stalemate with the fairy house in Zhongzhou, I can't come to participate in this war."

"Sad injury, doing a good job." Fang Yuan does not praise.

The sadness laughed: "That is of course. But then again, you can control the Zhongtianmen. It is really unexpected. This hand is really wonderful. Ah, I also feel the power of Zhongtianmen. We can meet and stir up the heavens, hahaha!"

Fang Yuan just smiles: "Then you are not coming yet!"

The change of Zhongtianmen exceeded the expectations of Fangyuan, but at this time, how could he self-decover his short? Even if someone secretly plots, Fang Yuan can only push the boat, give priority to defeating the heavens and destroy the fate.

"Oops, how can it be at this time..." Just when the injury was to be accepted, his body was again infiltrated with black inflammation. His internal troubles broke out again.

"I used all my strength to crack the sacred killings, so there was no repression of the injury..." This was the last lucid thought of the bruise, and then he fell into madness and chaos again.

Suddenly mad, the old Yuanzheng hidden in the heavens feels.

The old man is uplifting: "The strength of the other side suddenly disappeared! For whatever reason, I can use the gap and take over again. It is not impossible to reverse the situation. Um? Who?!"

Zhengyuan old man suddenly screamed and shouted. In front of him, Ziwei fairy had empty hands and smiled.

"Ziwei? No, your state is not right!" The old man's eyes were cold, and he quickly retreated.

But the next moment, a solid black soul ball suddenly appeared behind him, directly into the body of the old man.

"No!" Zhengyuan old man was like a heavy blow, he fell directly to the ground, his eyes turned white, his mouth spewed, and he trembled violently.

After a moment of trembling, the old man was suddenly still, his eyes were like a purple fairy, and it became completely black.

He stood up silently, rubbed the foam of his mouth, and hung his hands, and said to the soul ball that floated out: "The old slave sees the Lord!"

The demon sorcerer whispered softly, and he had no genius at the moment, but it was not without means. The soul beast transformation he has developed has become a kind of talent instinct in the soul. This talent instinct can transform any soul, so that the object is full of loyalty and determination.

"The next step is to accept Feng Jinhuang. The slave also knows her position and can cut off the transmission ability of the fairy house." Ziwei Fairy took the initiative to swear.

"Don't worry." The demon sorcerer said, "Feng Jinhuang is not only favored by the heavens, but also more humane, the fortune is strong, second only to the historical red lotus demon ~www.readwn.com~ don't look at her At this moment alone, once we have an attempt on her, we will be hindered. Others do not say that the single phoenix song is a big trouble. This person is strong, at this moment is no less than the dragon! First look at the battlefield changes, let These people are all struggling to kill, and the fortune is over, and then there will be an inorganic will start with Feng Jinhuang."

The ghost servants and three servants went out of the fairy house and watched the battlefield.

At this moment, the Tianting side had to be huddled around the prison tower to guard against it, and the situation was extremely dangerous.

The rest of the sects were fiercely anomalous, and they were weakened by the fate song while being increased by the heroes. Especially with Fangyuan and Emperor Zangsheng, every tiny action can make Tianting a nervous person.

The dragon and the phoenix songs are like the mainstays. One person resists Fangyuan, and one person suppresses the Tibetans, but they are all in a disadvantage. After all, they must defend the Tiantian Tower.

The 诛 诛 难 难 难 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万 万

Jinzhu soldiers died, the main force of the heavens continued to retreat, and the defense line was forced to shrink again and again.

"The defeat of heaven is just an instant." Ziwei fairy evaluation, the eyes are faint.

At the top of the tower, only one person, Yuan Qiong, stood alone. Lying on the ground, there are strict, tail-end, two people stunned and unconscious, no one is treating, and the heavens have no room for vacancies.

When the original Shijiro was against the green gleam, he was rushed by the main force of the heavenly court and easily made it. Seven times Lang was also tied, unable to resist, directly giving the first, and the death was very wrong.

The refining squad has been destroyed. Yuan Qiong has to be alone and continue to repair the fate.

"It's fast, it's fast!" Yuan Qiong whispered in his mouth, burning flames in his palm.

boom!

As soon as the sound blew, the tower was hit hard and trembled. Yuan Qiong was disturbed. He screamed and vomited blood. He fell to the ground and passed out.

The repair of fate is forced to interrupt!

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