Reverend Insanity

"Difficult." Fang Yuan deeply sighed.

Almost the voice just fell, the offensive of the outside ghost once again fierce!

Ghosts drink coldly: "Fangyuan, you really disappoint me. When are you going to avoid? Tell you the truth, your position is just now, and it was calculated by Ziwei Fairy."

"I hope to deceive, this is purely a weak one. Hey, I will arrange for you to be the Supreme Immortal Feather, it is a blind cast!"

"Come out with me, at least after you die, the world will not say that you are weak, bullying, hard, and greedy for death."

"Damn!" Wu Shuai's thoughts were interrupted, and he couldn't help but gnash his teeth.

Fang Yuan snorted and his brows wrinkled and he did not answer. For him, what is the reputation? Fang Yuan cares, is the Ziwei fairy really calculated? Or is the ghost deliberately deceiving himself, even his hesitation is a performance, is the temptation of the other source?

The gas sea has already left the side, and the specific situation is not clear.

"Even at this moment, the Zhidao Array is still running. It is impossible to rule out a possibility that the Ziwei Fairy will delay the heavens and the longevity, and secretly inform the ghosts in advance to calculate the results. Hey, can't control these." Fang Yuan sighed. I will soon leave this question behind.

It’s not that he found the truth, but the current situation of the Dragon Palace, which is already in jeopardy, and he must not be able to shoot.

Fangyuan opened a gap in the portal of Xianyu and released the Taikoo beast that had already been prepared!

Several ancient animals screamed and rushed out of the Dragon Palace, some tried to smash the black vortex, and the other part killed the enchanted ghost.

"This is all useless." The demon sorcerer shot, the whole body of black smoke fluttering, picking up the bleak and gale, shrouded in a thousand miles.

He touched his fingers, and each hit was just a black smoke. The speed was very fast and the power was powerful. The black smoke shot in the Taikoo beast, immediately swelled, turned into a thick vine-like smoke chain, and the ancient animal was imprisoned.

The Taikoo year old animal struggles, but the black smoke chain is the increase of the black smoke vortex, the more thick and strong, the tighter the lock. The Taikoo beasts were still struggling at first, and they quickly moved to the target, and then they were vortexed out.

"This is a little trick, you really disappoint me, Fang Yuan." The demon ghost flies high above the sky, overlooking the black smoke vortex under his feet.

The Tang Dynasty Eight-Year Fairy House Dragon Palace seems to be a toy. Once he has figured out the details, he can only play with it and manipulate it in the applause.

Wu Shuai gritted his teeth and spurred the dream of light smoke.

The demon sorcerer laughed and screamed out a few soul balls. The soul ball has a tail and looks like a dragonfly. It smashes out the dark phantom in the air and quickly plunges into the body of the ancient Taiyin.

On the body of the Taikoo, a layer of light black gas quickly emerged. The black smoke chain melts rapidly in the black gas, making the black gas ten times more intense in the blink of an eye.

The Taikoo beast regained his freedom, but roared and killed the Dragon Palace!

One of the Taikoo beasts is directly directed at the dream of light smoke.

These ancient and ancient beasts were actually defeated by the demon sorcerer on the spot.

In the dream, the light smoke took away the Taikoo beast, and Wu Shuai felt deeply weak. Now that the ghost is in control of the battle, with plenty of vacancies and initiative, the light smoke and killing in the dream can no longer pose a threat to him, and become a small trouble.

The Devil's Ghost now shows these few soul-killing moves, all of which Fang Yuan and Wu Shuai have not seen or even heard.

The bottom of the nine-turned sages is not at the bottom!

In the air, the mentality is still running.

Ziwei Fairy sits in the center of the town and still looks like a full-scale calculation.

The longevity and the heavenly fairy are surrounded by a large circle of wisdom.

Qin Dingling silently looked at the wisdom of the big line, just heard the news from the Tianting side, and several of the remaining immortals succeeded in suppressing the Tibetans.

The emperor was born in the middle of the Yuanqi airway killing, the state has fallen to the bottom. When Fangyuan escaped, he directly abandoned it and could not attend to it. It’s not surprising that this time it was suppressed by the heavenly court.

From this point, we can also see the emperor of Fangyuan. He did not even care about the existence of the Emperor's possession, which illustrates his weakness at the moment.

It is also the fact that Qin Dingling’s source is killing.

Such a good opportunity is a rare event!

After suppressing the dragon, the remaining immortals began to actively repair the heavens. The leaks were quickly remedied, and the disaster in the heavens has been calculated.

This situation makes Qin Dingling breathe a sigh of relief, but there are other concerns.

"The ancestors of the sea and the sea are far away. According to the speed and direction of the Dragon Palace, has it already reached the porch?" Qin Dingling secretly estimated.

Fangyuan escaped and drove the Dragon Palace out of Taikoo during the day and went directly to Zhongzhou. This made the Tianting party anxious and angry, and they were worried that their own sites would suffer from the aftermath of the battle and the losses were significant.

The gut porch is the northern exit of the Sorrowful Mountains. It was during the ancient times that an orc strongman was combined with the earth and the mountains. Controlled by the Black Heaven Temple, one of the top ten ancient schools in Zhongzhou.

Qin Dingling has already informed the situation to the Black Heaven Temple, let them dispatch the fairy house and move freely in the area around the gut. If you have a cheap shot, if the enemy is too strong, then directly abandon the colonnade, it is most important to save your strength.

The Black Heaven Temple received the command of the heavenly court. If it was against the enemy, it quickly mobilized almost all forces to carry out the action.

However, they waited until they waited until the Dragon Palace and the Ghost.

What is not clear about Qin Dingling is that the Dragon Palace was cut off by the Devil's Ghost in the middle of the road, and it is still in the sky above the Miserable Mountains.

The Sorrowful Mountains are very vast and stretch for more than 100,000 miles. In general, the mountains are more flat than the other mountains in Zhongzhou. The resources here are not abundant, and many of the peaks are bare. Therefore, despite being on the edge of the Black Heaven Temple, it was not taken seriously by the Black Temple.

The most popular here is the wind channel resources. At the beginning of the year, a seven-turn celestial being in Fengyun Prefecture came here for more than a few years, and finally broke through and became an eight-turn celestial. This person is the old man of grief, but unfortunately he has a long way to go. He was captured by Fangyuan in the fateful battle and then enslaved by the Dragon Palace. In the fierce battle just now, the old man of grief has already trembled.

Not only him, the four dragons will sacrifice in this battle. Even the strongest Tibetans are now being held in captivity by heaven.

Somewhere in the Miserable Mountains.

A few teenagers who are sheep are having a squabble.

There was only one boy who was being bullied. He was the most skinny and retreated in the accusation.

"Wang Xiaoer, this hill has been wrapped up by us. There is no place for you."

"You are going to roll us, the farther you roll, the better."

Several teenagers were wearing thick leather jackets, stout and full of disgusting colors.

Wang Xiaoer’s clothes are not only patched, but many places are broken, as if they are jealous.

His weak protest said: "But my sheep have to eat grass. If I don't let the sheep eat, I will be beaten and beaten by my mother when I go home."

A few teenagers laughed, one of them was the strongest, and he shot and pushed Wang Xiaoer to the ground.

"You go to the hill next door to put the sheep, there is still some grass there. Fast rolling! If you don't roll, I will interrupt your leg!" The stout boy threatened.

Wang Xiaoer struggled. He dared not protest again. He had to drive away his small group of sheep and leave the mountain.

He took the young and weak legs and feet and trudged in the poor mountains. There is no road at all on the mountain. Wang Xiaoer often falls down and falls on a hard rock. He is a piece of blue and purple. Instead, the flock behind him is free to go.

Wang Xiaoer finally found a small piece of grassland. The flock ran for a while, thirsty and hungry, and did not need him to drive away, directly flocking to the food.

Wang Xiaoer was so tired that he sat on a boulder and looked at the sheep and robbed him. He lamented: "Recently, the grief of the mountains has become more and more fierce, and the grass has become less and less. So, they drive me away, I don't want me. The sheep divided the grass."

The grass is very small, and the flock has been eating for a while, and it has been ruined. The sturdy sheep eat the most, and most of the remaining sheep are still hungry.

Wang Xiaoer shook his head. The grass in this mountain is scarce and scattered everywhere. To feed these flocks, you have to turn the hills. Not only is it time consuming, it is also a waste of energy.

"Sheh, sheep, you still have at least some food. Today I have eaten you, and I will definitely go back late. I will be beaten again by my aunt and my mother. I can only eat leeks and leeks."

Even though Zhongzhou is the most developed place in the five domains, for the vast majority of mortals, ~www.readwn.com~ life is still difficult. Eating too much is a common thing.

Just then, there was a rumbling roar.

Wang Xiaoer looked up at the sky, and wondered how the sky was clear, but there was a thunder.

Then he gradually opened his mouth and saw a meteor falling from the sky.

The meteor is getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision, the wind is pressing, the roar is deafening, and the temperature in the air is rising rapidly.

Wang Xiaoer was so scared that he stood in the same place, and the sheep around him felt the crisis, screaming and running around.

Not only the flock, but also the wild animals on the mountain. The barren hills suddenly became lively and noisy.

The meteor is getting closer and closer, and Wang Xiao Er sees it clearly.

This "Meteor" is actually a huge beast like a mountain!

The beast slammed and fell. Coincidentally, it is the mountain where Wang Xiaoer lives!

The mountain peaks are cracked, the rocks are splashed, the ground is shaken, and the smoke is everywhere.

The small village on the hill was torn and destroyed in an instant. The screams of the people, mixed with the fierce beasts, rushed to the ears of Wang Xiaoer.

Bang, boom, boom...

In Wang Miao's horrified gaze, the huge cracks spread rapidly around and quickly spread around. The surrounding peaks were also cracked, and then the blocks collapsed.

Those teenagers who used to drive Wang Xiaoer, so they are doing a lot!

"I want to die too?" Wang Xiaoyi sat down on the ground.

He seems to have been exhausted all his strength, can only watch the smoke of the sky, as if the prehistoric monsters usually rushed to engulf him.

In the smoke, the wind and waves are wrapped in countless gravel.

A piece of gravel in the forehead of Wang Xiaoer.

The last thought before his fainting was when he wondered how to drop a giant beast from heaven.