Reverend Insanity: Version 159: The mighty palace of great power against current

The entire holy palace is plunged into panic and shock.

A moment later, there was a loud noise.

"Here, how is this going?!"

"What happened and why is haze shrinking?"

The never-before-seen scene happened in front of everyone.

The second floor of the 88-point Zhenyang Tower, which was gradually condensed, is gradually fading. A large number of densely colored hazes are reduced and lightened at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

"How did you do that ?!" Hei Loulan frowned, stretched out his thick arms, grabbed the old collar of Hei Pei's house, and pulled it to his face.

His expression was distorted, and he glared and yelled, "Check it out! I want to know what happened!"

Hei Loulan is a powerful true martial art that is one of the ten dead bodies. Only by being promoted to immortality can you avoid the pressure of death.

However, the promotion of Shi Jue Ti into immortality requires the assistance of the corresponding immortal.

Hei Loulan hopes that the key to his immortality in the 88-point Zhenyang Tower is the force of the fairy. How can the 88-point Zhenyang Tower be allowed to have an accident?

Hei Pei's family was scared and embarrassed. Hei Loulan asked him to check. How can he check for mortals for a period of time? What can I find out? With a crying voice, he replied: "Here, this subordinate does not know, there is no record in the historical books ..."

"It's lighter, it's lighter!" someone shouted, pointing at the 88-point Zhenyang Tower.

Cai Xia is getting smaller and smaller, and the rich Xia is getting dimmer.

Many teachers are staring blankly, and panic spreads quickly.

"Are the eighty-eighth Zhenyang Tower going to end?"

"This is arranged by our ancestors."

"Isn't it really difficult for the 88-point Zhenyang Tower to resist the passage of time?"

A group of people turned pale and even covered their foreheads with their hands, all panicked in their eyes.

"It's a mess." In the distance, Fang Yuan's eyes were gloomy, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with sneer.

Even if they are far apart, the shouts of surprise at the holy palace still spread far away.

The culprit who caused the panic was a long glance behind the holy palace. Immediately lowered his head again, staring at the deep hole under the foot.

He was fascinated, and praised him: "Awesome, really awesome!"

Fang Yuan originally estimated that at most, only 10% of the Xiaguang was sucked back. I did not expect that the actual operation would start, and the power of the backward flow was far more than expected!

This alone. Fang Yuan could see that this immortal's understanding of the eighty-eight corners of Zhenyang Tower was not under him.

"Who exactly is this mysterious Wuxian? What is my identity? I am a coincidence, have the convenience of rebirth, and have more first-hand information about the terrifying spirit. Does Zhenyang Tower know so much? "

At the moment, in the burrow. Caixia is abundant, and there is a trend of overflowing, but it is always imprisoned by a layer of black light at the entrance of the cave.

Xia Guang rolls up and down, there is a strong light inside, getting more and more prosperous.

click ...

A variety of cracks appeared on the first floor of the 88th Zhenyang Tower.

Hei Pei and other old people, each with a pale face, stared blankly at the scene.

As for the other puppets below the top level of the Holy Palace. Many people have fallen to their knees and nodded continuously.

They either yell, or cry, or cry —

"Don't fall, don't fall!"

"Old ancestor, what did we do wrong, do you want to punish us like this?"

"I beg your ancestors to show mercy, and give us another chance for these filial sons and daughters!"

These sounds passed into Hei Loulan's ears. He stared at the first floor of Zhenyang Tower, 88 degrees.

Cracks are constantly spreading on the first floor.

Even if Hei Loulan is a five-turn master and ten masters, occupying the peak of mortals, I feel helpless and helpless at this moment!

"No, you can't do this! I will never allow this to happen!" Suddenly. Hei Loulan burst into an angry roar. His face was haggard, and his eyes were full of hot anger.

"My mother's revenge has not yet been reported! My plan for revenge! My strength is immortal!" He growled in his heart.

Bang.

A whistle, but it is shaking!

The solidified first floor of the 88-point Zhenyang Tower completely collapsed, and it was restored into an empty colorful cloud.

Xiaguang is like a flood that breaks through a dam. Gushing out, spreading quickly, in a few breaths, the huge holy palace was enveloped, and the sky was soaked.

Oh!

Hei Loulan's eyes were lost, and his chest was extremely distressed. A cloud of blood rushed back to his throat and had to gush out.

"No--! I will never allow it! Give me condensate, give me back!" He opened his arms, spread his fingers, and wanted to catch Haze back.

As if in response to his efforts, the rushing glow gradually shrank. The outer glow continued to recede.

Hei Loulan's eyes flickered, and the spark of hope had just ignited, but then it was completely dimmed.

Xia Guang shrank back, but did not re-condense the first layer of ghost images. Xiaguang is getting less and less, as if there is an invisible beast, which is devouring greedily.

"No, don't ..." In the distance, Tai Baiyunsheng murmured, eyes lost.

"Is it going to perish my black family?" Hei Pei veteran's hair was severed.

If there is something wrong with Heijia's hands at the eighty-eight corner Zhenyang Tower, then Heijia will be completely over. The other super powers will not let them go.

"Oh my God, what happened? The 88-pointed Zhenyang Tower turned out to be ..." Ye Lusang covered his heart and was shocked. In his heart, he pinned the Fire Road Fairy. Before the battle between the kings and courts, the old master of the house of Yerod was lent to Yerudsan. At this moment, the Fire Road Fairy is constantly trembling.

At the same time, Fang Yuan's face changed slightly.

In his emptiness, Chunqiu Cicada showed the entity, constantly trembling, exuding the majesty of the fairy, and squealing with five turns of emptiness.

"This is the mutual induction of Tiandi Avenue." Fang Yuan knew well.

Man is the spirit of all things, 蛊 is the essence of heaven and earth, the carrier of the road. If Fan Zhe is just a small fragment of the law of heaven and earth, then Xian Zhe is the corner of the avenue, a complete section of heaven and earth.

Exactly so, the fairy is unique.

Every time a fairy is born, other nearby fairys will tremble and react.

The more similar or similar the truth carried by the tapeworm, the deeper the induction between the centipedes and the greater the amplitude of the tremor.

"From the perspective of the trembling of Chunqiu Chan, this immortal who is about to be born is not the Tao." Fang Yuan estimated that his eyes had been staring at the burrow without any relaxation.

In the burrow, Xia Guang was continuously drawn from the 88-point Zhenyang Tower, and it continued to diminish, nurturing a strong light among them.

This bright light is getting more and more abundant, and the black film at the entrance of the cave also has a tendency to hold back.

"Okay. If you do n’t do it again, the black film will be broken, and the sky will be blown into the sky, exposing me. If it was discovered by Hei Loulan and others, it is still a small matter, just in case the eighteen-pointed Zhenyang Tower fell asleep Will, then I ’m reduced to ashes, it ’s just a matter of Xianzun ’s will. ”

Few times before, Fang Yuan resisted the urge to do it. At this moment, seeing that the time was completely mature, he finally shot and spewed the maggots all at once.

The maggots turn from one to five, and there are many paths, such as rain.

This situation may seem complicated and disorganized, but there is no mystery. Tapeworms are not only divided into different types, but they are more or less spaced from each other. Some maggots fall more slowly, and some maggots fall faster.

This is an excellent technique for refining lotus roots, named shower. Like slavery and flying, only those with talent can master it. But even the most talented puppet masters must have at least a thousand times of experience to look like a model.

Fang Yuan's skill is far more than decent, enough to make some masters of martial arts marvel at it.

After the maggots spilled, but seeing Cai Xia gradually turning into a single color, such as the clear water sky, it became static and dynamic.

Among the blue lights, there are countless flying birds, and the white light like swimming fish. The dots of white light sometimes gather in piles, sometimes scattered like stars. Fang Yuan stared and looked dizzy for only a moment.

He quickly turned his gaze and looked up towards the Holy Palace.

The noise from the direction of the holy palace is small. After the shrine covering the holy palace shrank for a little over half, the speed slowly eased.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to this, and the spreading wolves did not send the message of fighting, Fang Yuan felt relieved.

"Everything is going well, the next step is the next step." He was cautious and meticulous, without the slightest complacency, but more alert.

Whether it is the world or the history of the earth, are there still few successes?

And this last step is quite dynamic. Is the most prone to problems.

Fang Yuan has already secretly snapped a stinky fart. At this moment, he shakes his hand and flies gently into the hole.

Suddenly, a scent of fragrance wafts out of the burrow.

The fragrant scatters without wind and spreads out immediately.

"Stop, stop, stop!" After a moment of shock, the eunuchs in the Holy Palace were ecstatic.

"Sir, Xia Guang stopped shrinking and started to grow slowly again!" A black family yelled excitedly, and in return got a kick from Hei Loulan.

"I can see it!" Hei Loulan kicked the old man down to the ground, his eyes were like a wolf, and a low roar in his mouth made it difficult to hide his joy.

But he was still very nervous.

It is the first time that the rays of light at the 88-point Zhenyang Tower have shrunk and even the floor collapsed.

What's wrong?

Hei Loulan's heart is full of doubts.

He doesn't know where the problem is, which makes people feel anxious. What makes Hei Loulan feel helpless and indignant is that the 88-point Zhenyang Tower is written by Xianzun— "Even if I know where the problem is, I can't solve it based on my ability ..."

If you let him know that all of this is Fang Yuan's mischief, I'm afraid he's going to risk his life. He will also tear the seal imposed on him by Andu Xianxuan and fight with Fang Yuan to die.

(ps: The old watch is drunk and messed up, so I am so sorry now!)