Reverend Insanity: Version 364: Slaughtering relatives

100,000 years ago.

Southern Xinjiang, hanging magnetic mountain.

The night is shrouded in darkness. The wind and thunder rolled, and from time to time electric light illuminated a battlefield.

At the hillside of Suspension Magnetic Mountain, more than ten magisters are lying on the ground.

The rain is pouring, but it doesn't wash away the thick **** smell.

A fierce battle is about to end. There are only two people left on the battlefield.

"Hahaha" A young man laughed and his eyes were red and bloodthirsty. Step by step he forced another master.

Another puppet master was seriously injured and could not fight again. He stepped back, but tripped under his feet and fell to the muddy ground.

The young puppeteer slowly stepped out of the heavy rain curtain, stood in front of the old puppeteer, and looked down at him, his eyes were cold and cold, without any warmth.

But in the eyes of the old master, there is no fear, but it is full of incredible anger.

The old man yelled, "Why? Why are you, my dear grandfather, you are the one who brought you up, and you are the one who taught me by yourself. You can have today ’s achievements, and it ’s all a family affair. Force training Why do you want to assault the top of the family, why do you want revenge? Why? Why? "

Facing the strong questioning of the old man, the young teacher's eyes lowered, and he smiled softly: "Why? I haven't really thought about it. Well ... if I really want to say something, it might be because of unhappiness. "

"Unhappy?"

"Yeah ... whatever the strength of the family is not as strong as the other, you have to swallow it. Whatever respects the old, loves the young, and treats with good manners and shame, don't stand up against the seniors. What the future will depend on me for support, reputation, and for the family People think about it. In order to be a wise patriarch in the future ... It is really irritating. I have been irritable since I was a child. I thought I could tolerate it, but I endured it. Finally I could n’t help it. Lie away. Missing white teeth.

"Because of this?" The old teacher was so angry that he sat up angrily.

He was glared and yelled: "How can you be like this? What are you thinking in your head? I'm really blind, I have trained you for so many years, huh, I actually want to give you the cottage?"

The old teacher yelled to the end, and the voice brought out a crying cry, but he cried directly.

"Enough is enough." The young mentor's face was pale, and the cry of the old man made him extremely irritable.

He held up his right hand. Cut off sharply.

哧.

With a soft whistle, the old master was chopped into two parts, blood spewed, the internal organs fell, and he died.

The young puppet master suddenly calmed down and remained motionless.

He is dressed in a black robe, like a stone statue, standing in the heavy rain.

He lowered his head, looking at the corpse under his feet, his memory involuntarily appeared in his memory.

Childhood. Grandpa took him to ride a bamboo horse and fly a kite. After being tested for superior qualifications, Grandpa smiled. After becoming a teacher. The way Grandpa taught. And take him to handle family affairs, and teach ...

A long time.

The young puppet spit out a sulky breath and laughed lightly.

"Hehehe ... hahaha."

Soon, with laughter flying, he looked up sharply, looking up at the sky, his arms fully open.

His tears flowed, his heart filled with sadness, but at the same time his face. It was all a very satisfying look.

He felt like a drowning man. Suddenly, the water broke. Struggling ashore.

He could not help breathing, his thick **** smell seemed to be mixed with the resentment and anger of the clan, and he rushed at him.

But he feels the air, it's so **** fresh

"Although it's sad ... but is it freedom? Hahaha. I knew it and I should have killed it. These noisy things should have been killed. Anyone who doesn't look pleasing to the eye will kill them directly" /

The young teacher shouted aloud in the heavy rain, and the excitement overflowed with words.

click.

A thunder flashed over, illuminating the joyful face of the young teacher.

After 100,000 years.

Tianlei billows, the electric dragon flashes, and it also illuminates the face of the young martial artist.

But at this time, he was beyond recognition and turned into a monster with a height of one thousand feet and three heads and one thousand arms.

"Noisy, rumbling, it's enough." The ghost of Mozun growled and opened his mouth.

Nearly a thousand arms are working together, the magic is swaying, and the sky is full of a tornado that will be wrapped around it, tearing as much as possible.

The howling shook 90 thousand miles of sky.

Covered wind thunder

Electric light disappeared in the howling.

The sky is clear, the prison cage of thunderstorms is destroyed by the ghost of the demon statue

It seems that he can't help him even if it's a million.

The majesty of the Lord, so far

While witnessing this scene, Fang Yuan and others were astonished at Heaven.

"Have you succeeded?" Bo Qingying looked back innocently, his face revealing joy.

But immediately, the sky was gloomy again, and the endless gray clouds accumulated above the head of the demon ghost.

The second wave of disasters is in the pipeline

Bo Qingying's innocence suddenly sank.

The Celestial Puppets are relieved.

The six eyes of Mozun Ghost reveal the color of contemplation.

Suddenly, he raised hundreds of arms and inserted them into the clouds around his waist.

This dark cloud was transformed into a ten-major array. With the help of the spirit of the demon statue, the cloud immediately rolled and became very fierce.

"It's not good he's accelerating"

"Although I don't know what he is going to make, he must not be allowed to do so"

"Zhuxian, work with me"

Led by the Lord of the Sky Tower, the Sky Tower suddenly became illusory, and surrounded by ghost hands, flew out smoothly.

The next moment, the Jiantian Tower turned from imaginary to real, with a boom, it burst into the air, and smashed fiercely on the right skull of Mozun ghost.

Suddenly, Mozun's ghost's head was slammed and his jaw hit hardly on the collarbone.

The ghost of Mozun roared, and hundreds of arms grabbed at Jiantian Tower.

"Re-turn" the lord of the Tiantian Tower drank.

The six heavenly gods who turned around and turned around were devoted to this matter.

In the middle of time, Jiantian Tower successfully emptied again, leaving the ghost's counterattack empty.

This ability to blur is also one of the means of monitoring the tower. Just to get started. It is not easy and requires a lot of thought and energy. It is similar to the means of absorbing foreign offensives.

The six Celestial Ancestral Souls have been blurred for two consecutive times, and they are all exhausted.

Jiantian Tower is blurred. Floating on top of the ghost of the demon. At this time, hundreds of stout dark arms of the ghost of the demon. It was like a severe shrinkage, becoming thin and slender.

With his help, the ten celestial immortals changed drastically, and the overcast clouds filled the center quickly.

In the center of the cloud, a sphere is faintly visible, slowly rotating, scattering fourteen kinds of colorful light.

See this scene. The Master of the Sky Tower was frightened, and quickly ordered: "Cut off these arms"

The celestial tower looks like a shuttle, cuts all the way, and draws a dazzling rainbow in the air. Along the way, the arms of Mozun ghost were all broken.

"The shadow is evil, you go to deal with the Celestial Sage Immortal" Xian Zangqing quickly yelled.

They came to fight against Fang Yuan and others.

But due to various surprises, it was interrupted several times.

Ying Wuxie gritted his teeth, but he was not willing to leave: "Slowly, let me sleep Fang Yuan first."

Speaking. He urged the eight-turn level of immortality to kill the soul.

Fang Yuan had nowhere to dodge and was absorbed into the dream.

The pavilion in the heart of the lake is melodious.

Fang Yuan saw Xingsu Xianzun again.

Interpret dreams

Interpret dreams

Interpret dreams

Interpret dreams

Interpret dreams

Interpret dreams

Fang Yuan hastened to show off her dreams. The dream was motionless, at most in his vision, a wave of transparency rippled.

His dream interpretation, although restrained from dreams, after all, has only six turns. On the contrary, the killing urged by Yingwuying at this time has reached eight revolutions.

The difference between the two is so large that Fang Yuan cannot solve the dream.

All of a sudden, Fang Yuan's heart sank to the bottom.

The sound of the piano turns a thousand times. Opening a groan.

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly, knowing he was defeated this time

Blurring

Jiantian Tower once again dodged the ghost of Mozun.

But the ghost's ghost hand does not stop. Homeopathy is once again inserted into the top ten.

Jian Tian Tower intends to attack again, but sees one of the heads of the ghost of the monster. Suddenly, his eyes widened and his eyes shot on Jiantian Tower.

Jiantian Tower can't get rid of the blurry state

"Hahaha, this time, did you give me a break and look?" Ying Wuxie laughed proudly with his hands on his hips.

"Fang Yuan" Hei Loulan yelled at Bai Yunsheng too.

But Fang Yuan fell into a deep sleep and couldn't wake up no matter how he called it.

Bo Qing was about to kill Hei Loulan Tai Bai Yunsheng, and suddenly he uploaded a strong attraction from the earth.

The immortals were caught off guard, one by one, sucked into the ground, and their legs were deeply inserted into the ground. A horrible invisible force restrained them, making them difficult to move.

Havoc sinking

Bo Qingying was shocked by the innocence. He didn't expect that in addition to Wanzhaodangkong's aiming at the ghost of the demon statue, there was still a catastrophe that lurked them.

"Why are they out of control?" Soon, they were surprised again.

I saw Hei Loulan and Bai Yunsheng fall back to the ground as soon as he fell on the ground.

Hei Loulan is too surprised and happy.

The latter quickly grabbed Fang Yuan who was asleep, and retreated backward.

What makes them overjoyed is that the mysterious sphere was bred in the ten great battles, and the power around the imprisonment disappeared. If Fang Yuan wakes up, he must be able to urge Dingxian You and successfully evacuate.

However, Fang Yuan is now sleeping.

In the eyes of Xian Boqing's eyes, the flashing murderous power was about to spur Kendo Xianyu, but she found that the thoughts in her mind had just risen, and she was sucked out by the earth.

Obviously the power of the Holocaust is quite extensive. Not only can it deal with the body of Wuxian, but it can also affect the thoughts, emotions, etc.

In this way, Bo Qing could only watch Hei Loulan and others openly, and successfully slipped away under his eyelids to be continued.

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