Reverend Insanity: Version 316: Human and Beast Left Night Gray

The cold moon barren mountains.

Two pig-headed orcs, one after the other, carried Fang Yuan and climbed up the mountain.

Fang Yuan checked again and again without any delusion.

"My body is a four-turned maggot, and the emptiness is still there, Zhenyuan also has it, but there is no maggot."

"And he was seriously injured and extremely weak. Even if it was intact and there were no roundworms, it was not an opponent of these two pig-head orcs."

"However, upon reaching the cliff, these two pig-headed orcs will leave me. At such a height, without the help of tapeworms, they must be dead. Unless it is the Supreme Fairy."

"So ... the only hope of survival lies in the road up the mountain?"

Xiandao kill tricks to interpret dreams!

Fang Yuan analyzed here, and began to use his ace.

Jie Meng's kill was launched, and Fang Yuan immediately saw the effect.

He felt himself regaining some strength at this moment. For example, as if he was a traveler on the verge of death in the desert and was about to die of thirst. But now, suddenly a few drops of water dripped into his mouth.

"The effect is immediately there, but the strength of this recovery is too little, right?"

Unfortunately, Fang Yuan had no choice but to use Jiemeng to kill.

This time, he noticed that some small wounds on his body had formed blood scars in an instant, and the pain in his body was greatly reduced.

But in his chest and back, several large wounds with deep bones were showing no signs of improvement.

Interpret dreams.

Interpret dreams.

Interpret dreams.

Fang Yuan had to urge this series of killings of Xiandao continuously, and the big wound was improved, but there was no scar, but the symptoms of bleeding were stopped. The strength has recovered a lot, and the body is gradually warming from the state of cold and bones just now.

But these cannot provide Fang Yuan with a powerful fighting force in the least.

His current status is still mortal, and he has no real talent. If he fights alone, he is not an opponent of any pighead orc.

Not to mention now, not just one pig head orc, but two.

"What's going on?"

"The effect of Xiandao killing and interpreting dreams has become so bad?"

"I used it five times in a row to achieve this effect?"

Fang Yuan saw that he was about to be carried to the edge of the cliff again. He had to make up his mind: "No matter what, let's do it first!"

He shot a whole body like a lobster.

Unexpectedly, the two pig-headed orcs were freed by him.

Fang Yuan fell to the ground, and the hard rock touched the wound, and immediately made him almost dizzy.

At this time, the two pig-headed orcs have already reacted, howling and rushing towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan, with his excellent combat literacy, dodged and turned and ran down the mountain.

The two pigmen screamed and kept up.

After a while, the pigmen caught up with Fang Yuan.

噗嗤.

Two Baisensen wild boar fangs pierced through the wound behind Fang Yuan, and then punctured a little in front of Fang Yuan ****.

Fang Yuan stopped still, opened his mouth, and blood flowed out from his mouth.

Then the vision fell into darkness.

Fang Yuan opened his eyes again, and the goal was a hall.

He returned to reality again and was expelled from the dream.

His face was pale and his soul was wounded, but what made Fang Yuan care more was this strange dream.

"I'm afraid this dream is the most difficult dream I've encountered here."

"Although it is a dream that is biased toward reality, it is quite difficult."

"So far, I haven't even reached the end of the first act, and the road up the mountain alone has killed me many times."

"The effect of killing tricks and interpreting dreams is also very poor. What is going on?"

This problem really puzzled Fang Yuan.

He thought about it, but didn't figure out anything, so he took a step back and figured out how to deal with the two orcs and successfully escape.

"The pig head orc is huge. It would be much easier if I could get into the woods. Unfortunately, this barren mountain is bare and there are no forests at all, and there are almost no piles of rocky mountains."

"A dream killing trick can be used up to five times. Going up, it has no effect at all."

"Although it can help me to recover more strength and stabilize my injury, the effect is really small, but it is not as effective as a tapeworm."

"Even if there are tapeworms and mountains, my physical strength is extremely limited and I can't run far."

After analyzing it again, Fang Yuan finally understood a bit: "Does the trend of this dreamland make me fall to the bottom of the valley?"

A dream again.

Fang Yuan did not act rashly this time, always secretly using dream interpretation and killing moves to maintain physical strength and spirit.

By the edge of the cliff, he was thrown by two pig-head orcs and fell directly into the valley.

But the difference is that in mid-air, Fang Yuan began to adjust his body to get closer to the mountain wall.

After falling a few breaths, some grotesque rocks began to appear on the mountain wall, and they protruded out. There are also a small number of trees that show their tenacious vitality.

Bang.

With a muffled sound, Fang Yuan fell on the strange rock, was torn to pieces, and died on the spot.

"The speed of descent is too fast and the physical injury is too serious. It will be a death to fall on Stone Mountain. It seems that only those trees can be selected."

Dream again.

With this experience, Fang Yuan fell into a tree.

Click and click.

After a series of broken branches, Fang Yuan broke most of the branches with his body and fell again.

Only this time, the rate of decline has dropped significantly.

He points on the mountain wall with his toes or arms and adjusts the direction.

The second tree.

Slap!

Fang Yuan fell on the trunk and was stabbed into a fleshy hedgehog by the spiky leaves of countless arms.

Death on the spot.

"I rub, what kind of tree is this?" Fang Yuan was expelled from the dream again.

Continuously try to use courage to understand and interpret dreams to kill yourself.

After seventeen or eighteen deaths in a dream, Fang Yuan finally landed at the bottom of the valley.

But he is more seriously injured, his limbs are basically disabled, and only his right arm is left with some consciousness. At the same time, the whole body was bathed in blood, and the wound that had spread throughout the body was re-cracked. The blood with his only remaining heat was continuously lost. There are also bones. Most of his bones have been broken, and there is a severe pain, like a flame burning and burning Fang Yuan's nerves.

But this is the best result that Fang Yuan has been trying.

Interpret dreams!

Interpret dreams!

Interpret dreams!

Fang Yuan continuously urged Xie Dream to kill tricks. When Fang Yuan fell to the bottom of the valley, it had an effect again.

Fang Yuan's injury improved slightly, his right arm was able to exert energy, and his left leg was also conscious. As for the hind leg, it was completely broken, and it turned into a strange angle from the knee.

Fang Yuan took a quick look at his situation and quickly glanced around.

The corpses piled up into mountains, the flesh rotted, the corpses smelled thick and misted, and the nose came.

"What to do next?" When Fang Yuan was a little confused, a sudden scent of magpie came from above his head.

The figures of two strangers who turned seven cents and appeared in mid-air.

Both are orcs, a pig head and a snake head.

"Be careful, the big guy is below!" The upper body is a human, and the lower body is a snake fairy, and he bluntly speaks.

"Hahaha, big guy, what do you sleep, wake me up quickly!"

The sound of the two is not small, and the sound is deliberately enlarged, as if thundering, echoing in the valley.

Being agitated by this voice, a strong breath burst out in the dense fog of corpse smell.

Boom!

The surging fierce momentum sweeps the table in all directions, instantly blowing away the odor of the whole body covering the valley.

A huge figure appeared in Fang Yuan's field of vision.

This is a giant.

It has a height of seven or eight floors.

It's all black, with a thick black weird hair that hangs down to the waist. From the hair seam, two red lights lit up suddenly.

It wakes up!

The two orcs were taken by the immense power of this black giant, and for a while there was no arrogance, their faces were tense and stunned.

The same is true of Fang Yuan.

Because from the breath of this monster, he made a clear judgment: "Eight turns of the fairy, the breath of the peak! But it is paradoxical, it seems that it is not a human, but an ancient beast."

"Big guy, hurry up and eat."

"Yeah, these blood foods, but my tribe did not hesitate to fight, so I got you."

The two orcs Wuxian urged.

"How many times have I spoken, but I have a name, my name is Zuo Yehui." The black giant even spoke a word, but after speaking only one sentence, it was silent again and began to eat.

It stretched out its hands, and each one of its bodies was stuffed into its mouth of the blood basin with its huge strange claws.

"Not great." Fang Yuan said, according to this trend, he will be eaten sooner or later.

...

Southern Territory, Dark Devil Sink.

Southern Xinjiang is mountainous, but there are also tiankengs.

The black demon tiankeng is not eye-catching in all tiankengs, its specifications are small, and the track marks are not thick.

The production of some secret channels is not rare for super powers, and it is difficult for ordinary families to mine.

So almost nobody cares.

But at this moment, Zishan Zhenjun and others came to the bottom of the black demon crater.

"What are we doing here?" Bai Ningbing glanced at her. She used the investigative methods in the True Story of Bai Xiang and could not see the slightest difference.

Zishan Zhenjun ignored her question, but whispered to the air: "I'm here, let's do it according to the agreement. I told you the truth, but you owe me a favor."

"Human relationship? What is human relationship?" A buzzing noise suddenly sounded in the pothole.

Along with this, there was a momentum, from weak to strong, and in a blink of an eye, Bai Ningbing, Ying Wuxie and other people had changed dramatically.

Only Zishan Zhenjun is still calm as always: "Do n’t you always want to be a man? Left Yehui."

"Human? Oh, I remember, you were the guy who was the original."

"Yes, I helped you, you owe me a favor."

"Well! Zuo Yehui wants to be a human being, and he must be humane. Let's say, there is anything I need to help."

"You are best at eating people."

"Hahaha, I am tired of ordinary people."

"Relax, it's an immortal. Maybe there are eight cents of Zhuanxian." Zishan Zhenjun laughed.

"That's good !!!" (To be continued.)