Reverend Insanity

"These aliens and immortals, although there are eight conversions, but the combat power is not high. Only the ice crystal fairy king can see more."

"While the East China Sea Summer House has no eight turns, but relying on the seven-turn fairy house, it can also be a battle."

Wu Shuai stood at the entrance of the Dragon Palace, overlooking the battlefield, watching the battle quietly, not shooting.

Before attacking the three major resource points, he could not see it because of the repair. But now that there is a stalemate, I immediately see a lot of details.

Wu Shuai’s analysis of the heart quickly thought of this reason.

The aliens can survive to this day, and they are developing very well. They are all funded by God.

God's will is disturbed by the will of the stars, and it cannot make the fate of the aliens to be prosperous. But God's will can affect the disaster.

The robbery is the biggest obstacle to the improvement of Zhu Xian.

How prosperous and prosperous the Terran is, how God will care for the aliens.

The difficulty of these alien races is not as simple as the normal human race! Even the black and white people in the two days, because of the hatred and shackles of the orthodox five-domain human race, they have been taken care of more or less. This should be a measure of God's will.

There have been clear records in history.

In those days, the prosperity of the aliens was the hegemony of heaven and earth. God's willingness to manipulate the destiny, giving birth to the instructions of the human race. On the one hand, Tiandao Chou Qingyuan began to help him achieve Xianzun, take care of the human race from all aspects, and help the human race to grow and develop. On the other hand, God's will also affects other aliens, differentiates them, and causes them to get into a fierce infighting and serious internal friction.

"Plus black and white for two days, the scope is wide. Every day covers the entire five domains, so the eight turns of the black and white in two days, so many. In addition to this part of me, there is a small part left in black and white for two days. Among them."

When Wu Shuai thought of it, he began to leave.

The Dragon Palace slowly started to move.

Xia Yingdun in the Venus Tower mentioned his heart to the eyes of the blind man. At the moment, she is very reluctant to cope with these eight turns. It seems that the strong prevailing advantage is actually not sustainable. Even if the next breath is completely reversed, it is not surprising.

"Well, Wu Shuai is going to shoot!"

"I really look forward to it."

"Unfortunately, I don't have a fairy house in the cave. I only have to hand over it, and I know that these things are really the symbol of the superpower."

The eight turns of the immortals are happy and look forward to anomalies.

But in the eyes of the public, the Dragon Palace flew away from the battlefield.

Eight turns of the fairy are dumbfounded.

How is this going?

The next moment, Wu Shuai's cold voice came: "You have a dozen or eight turns. If you join hands, even a seven-turn female fairy, a seven-turn fairy house can't be overcome, what other face is alive?"

The eight turns of the immortals are stunned and speechless.

In the end, they had to watch the Dragon Palace fly away.

"No, the direction he flies is - the sea of ​​people!" Xia Ying saw this scene, and his heart suddenly jumped.

Xia Ying’s heart is very suspicious: “How can Wu Shuai know that there is a sea in the Xia’s base camp? No, the sea is very deep. He may simply want to search for materials.”

Wu Shuaifei left the battlefield and came over a lake somewhere, slowly hovering over the Dragon Palace.

"The sea of ​​people is here." Wu Shuai’s eyes were spurred and immediately motivated.

A strange light burst into the air, from the palm of his hand, shot through the lake of dozens of feet, directly shot to the bottom of the lake.

Then, the strange light spread and spread across the lake.

The lake quickly evaporated and the smoke spread, and countless human voices were heard from these white mists.

The vocals gradually became more and more, and then the white mist turned into countless figures, flying in the air.

For a time, the Dragon Palace was shrouded in white mist, and numerous people were like white ghosts. They were surrounded by the Dragon Palace and were huge in scale. There were thousands of them.

"Receive." Wu Shuai thought to move, these white fog suddenly gathered, condensed into a white lake, into the Dragon Palace.

The momentum of this scene is so vast that both sides of the battlefield in the distance can see it really.

"Wu Shuai actually took advantage of our hard work and ran to collect the benefits!"

"The white mist is very wonderful, exudes a strong human atmosphere. It can be collected by Wu Shuai, it is definitely a good treasure!"

"Don't be afraid, Wu Shuai is the ally, how can you not lead by example? Otherwise how does he serve the people? He has collected these white fog, and it is certain to share some of it with us."

Eight turns of the immortals have exchanges.

Xia Ying’s heart completely sinks into the bottom: “Wu Shuai actually knows the existence of the sea of ​​people! And he still has the means to collect the people, how is this possible?”

"How to shape the sea of ​​people, only I know it, and keep secrets. Even if Xia Zhengqing and others are captured by Wu Shuai, the specific method of collecting is only known to the elders. How can this be so? I quickly thought of an alternative?"

"I didn't expect the sea of ​​people at this time to be just a prototype, not complete." Wu Shuai looked at the white mist in the Dragon Palace, and the various appearances and figures of the people appeared in the white mist, some strange and somewhat grand. Two very different styles are naturally combined.

Wu Shuai smiled a little and didn't care.

To complete the sea of ​​people, just kill enough people.

Because of the information provided by the ontology, Wu Shuai knows that the human sea is the Xia family up and down, secretly working hard for many years, trying to create a humanitarian mystery.

Five hundred years ago, Fangyuan, in the five-domain chaos, the sea of ​​people showed a brilliant glory, helping the rapid rise of the summer home in the East China Sea.

But it is still a lot far from the true integrity of the secret.

After that, the southern Xinjiang Chai family got a key insight from the sea. www.readwn.com~ began to create a man-made mystery similar to Manshan.

At that time, there was a calculation of Zhidao Yuxian, saying that it is a combination of the human mountain and the human sea, and it can be combined and integrated into a true and complete sense of the world!

"The sea of ​​people is too far away, but it is just a sea of ​​people, and it is enough to bring great help to the body." Wu Shuai was very pleased.

The most important thing is the body of Fangyuan.

The biggest problem with Fangyuan's ontology is the shackles of heaven. This is the calculation of Honglian, Fangyuan is actively seeking to crack the law.

He found this wonderful way of humanity, but although the thousand wish trees are humane and ancient, but the grade is not as good as many heavenly traces.

Therefore, Fang Yuan hit his mind on the sea of ​​the East China Sea Xiajia.

Because of the relationship between the ice crystal fairy king, Fang Yuan did not use the body to move out, using Wu Shuai to take advantage of the situation, it was easy to collect the sea of ​​people.

Wu Shuai took away the sea soon, and the battle over there also produced results.

After all, Xia Ying could not escape the defeat, but the hole was also injured. Really beat the Venus Tower, or Ice Crystal Xian Wang shot.

"The lord of the lord, you take the opportunity to take the first place to take away the human treasures, this is not very good?" Qunxian gathered at the entrance of the Dragon Palace, there is an urgent eight-turn Zhu Xian open question.

Wu Shuai faintly glanced, the Dragon Palace immediately rushed to kill the trick - the light smoke in the dream!

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The group of immortals is terrified.

"Who else has opinions on me?" Wu Shuai embraced his arms and glanced at the immortals.

He was only seven years old and was surrounded by numerous eight turns.

But the eight turns of the immortals face each other, their faces are white, they are all silent, and the farts are not allowed to put one.