Reverend Insanity: 190th: Call of Founder’s Heart

Fang Zheng and another elder from Xianhemen led more than a dozen disciples into the test venue. ¤

Outside the field is a buzzing sound. More than one thousand teachers were sitting on the high platform around them, while waiting for the start of the eighth match, they were communicating in a low voice.

But due to the large number of people, even the smallest conversation sounds become very noisy.

"It's the elders and disciples of Xianhemen." As soon as they saw the group of founders, the surrounding masters could not help but stop their eyes, and the voice of the discussion couldn't help lowering.

Compared with the forces, the people in the ten ancient schools in Zhongzhou feel like the prince walks among the civilians.

"The young man was wearing the clothes of Elder Xianhemen. Am I right?"

"Be quiet, he's a five-turn master, his breath is real!"

"What a fuss, the maggots that maintain their youthful appearance are not without ..."

"Look at that, it is the disciples and elders of Wanlongwu."

The next moment, everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by another group of people.

The number of martial arts masters is double that of Xianhemen. There are four elders, and many of them are elite.

"Wanlongwu ..." The elder of Xianhemen saw his eyes fixed.

Wanlongwu in the Top Ten Ancient Schools has been in the limelight recently. The reason lies in the wicked thunder.

The fierce thunderous man, although it is only six revolutions, but the combat power is extremely excellent.

After more than two years of retreat, I realized that Xiandao had killed the Thunder God. Then he broke through the barriers and walked in Zhongzhou to challenge countless magpies all the way. Most wins and few draws. Failures are rare.

The more triumphant and wicked the triumphant, the stronger the momentum. Because of studying the relationship of gambling, I also gained a lot of food, which led to the increase in the number of thunder sons in his hands. Instead, it has increased by three.

Before there was no Thunder God, the wicked thunder had already had an impressive record of tying seven revolutions to the gods.

Now that there are three thunder sons, their combat power has skyrocketed, even surpassing the ordinary seven-turn magpie. Among his record of challenges, many Qizhuanxian lost to his hands.

Take six transfers. Defeating Qizhuanxian is a rare thing. Especially commendable is that the thunderous and wicked men have repeatedly defeated Qizhuanxian again and again, and they have gained popularity for a while.

In fact, the entire Zhongzhou Nuxian Realm began to faintly recognize the position of the fierce thunderous villain as the first person in contemporary Zhongzhou's six-turn combat capability. And some belligerent elders in Wanlongwu are even more excited, shouting directly that the fierce thunder is the next Shi Lei, and the next Feng Jiujie slogan comes out.

After the thunderous wicked heard. I immediately wrote back and scolded: "Stop Shi Lei, Master Feng Jiuge is not comparable to me. I will say less in the future!"

The implication is that Shi Lei can still win.

Immortal Monkey King Shi Lei is a seven-turn maggot who fights against the Immortal Sect. However, Feng Jiujie was always firmly pressed down, and he could not turn over.

Feng Jiuge's metamorphosis is rare for thousands of years. The ten factions of Zhongzhou have already been beaten by him, and they are respectful and fearful.

A series of challenges to win. Fueled by the fierce thunder and evil, he began to publicly call Ban Shilei.

The people in Zhanxianzong are naturally very unpretentious. However, Shi Lei, who was irritable and direct, kept his silence strangely.

In this way, on the contrary, the momentum of Wanlongwu has been increased, and Shi Lei feels that he has no confidence in coping with the fierce thunder and the wicked, and has become a shrinking turtle.

Of course, as long as people who are familiar with all kinds of inside information, you know that the thunderous and evil people's bid is just a test of Wanlongwu against Xianzong. Zhan Xianzong discovered the starry sky, and found the dream of Xingsu Xianzun hidden in it, which has been secretly operating. Because it is necessary to extract the battle force of Wuxian, this great move has been faintly noticed by the other nine factions.

But the secrets behind these are often only known to the first-class Xian.

So the group of elder disciples in Wanlongwu looked quite proud when they saw Fang Zheng and his party.

"Oh, it's from the Crane Gate."

"Hehehe, what are you doing this time? Sit and see how your elders failed?"

"It's useless, our leader in Wanlongwu must be the final winner. There is no doubt about this!"

The puppet masters of Wanlongwu started to sneer at the beginning.

The competition between the top ten ancient schools in Zhongzhou is particularly fierce, and the two sides do not deal with it.

Xianhemen has been weak for a long time, and the powerful people in Wanlongwu have despised Xianhemen even more.

The disciples at Xianhemen could not help but be angry, but they could not refute. They kept silent and passed by a group of people in Wanlongwu, and finally sat in the arranged position.

"Alas, a group of alaskas." Someone disdain.

More people laughed at it: "Hahaha, it really is the style of Xianhemen."

Xianhemen and his party are even more ugly.

The onlookers saw a lot of doubts, and someone asked: "Xianhemen and Wanlongwu are the top ten ancient schools, why is Wanlongwu so arrogant?"

Someone answered immediately: "In the top ten ancient schools, there are also strong and weak. Xianhemen is weaker than Wanlongwu, which is basically recognized. In addition, Wanlongwu participated in this game 场Teacher, it ’s too powerful, it ’s the master Taoist Master who is known as the leader of the fireman! "

"What? The fireman's faucet turned out to be a puppet master of Wanlongwu. Isn't he a casual repairer?"

"Hey, haven't you read the information dug out by Dian Yuzong? This fireman's **** violated the door regulations in the early years and was swept out of Wanlongwu. This time to participate in the Refining Conference, it is to win the ranking. Back to Wanlongwu! "

"That's it. It is said that this fireman's faucet already has the realm of cultivating Taoist masters! Such a character is actually eager to ask to return to Wanlongwu. The appeal of the top ten ancient schools in Zhongzhou is really huge ... ... "

On the side of Xianhemen, Founder and his elders are talking quietly.

Fang Zheng asked: "I don't know how this contest, how likely is the elder Yantang I sent to win?"

Founder's refining puppet strength is not good. After all, he finally passed the four test questions after training. Successful registration. But in the first round, they were eliminated.

Fortunately, such a big test. It is the most open contest and can not help anyone to watch it.

Fang Zheng is the elder of Xianhemen again. Noble status. This time, Elder Yantang entered the competition. He ate the food and drinks of the other party.

Fang Zheng asked this, and the elder Xianhemen sitting next to him frowned again, sighing and sighing, "Elder Founder, you also know our elder Yantang. The main course is Yan Tao. It ’s just a combination of training. And the other fireman ’s faucet. But it ’s a major training channel, a dual training. The difference is huge.

Fang Zheng still didn't quite understand, and asked: "Even so, it should be possible to get the top three according to the elder Yantang's cultivation practice."

"Eh!" Elder Xianhemen shook his head and smiled, "Elder Founder, you do n’t understand. After the seventh game of the Refining Conference, the following system is a brutal elimination system in which the single player wins. This immense exorcist in front of you Competition. Only one master can win and advance to the next game. "

"What? That's the case!" Founder was shocked, and after a few breaths he reacted. In the end, there have been many frustrations, and the mind has changed, "Since the opponent is so powerful. So why didn't the elder Yantang go to another test venue? The contest did not prohibit contestants from scrambling."

"Elder Founder, you are right to think so. After all, you can go further. It is also a tactical victory to do some retreat. But unfortunately, other test sites also have occupied by the refining strong. And ... will Yantang The elders arranged here. It was also the decision of the senior officials of Xianhemen. "At the end, the elders of Xianhemen deliberately lowered his voice and said quietly.

Fang Zheng was shocked. If he didn't understand at this time, he was a fool!

"It turned out that the elders of Xianhemen had abandoned the elder Yantang as an abandoned son. The purpose was to test the ability of the fireman's faucet?"

In the meantime, he thought of Master Tianhe, who once analyzed with him-Elder Yantang was isolated in Xianhemen, so he invited you to drink and wanted to form a political alliance with you.

"Is it because I was isolated that I was chosen to be an abandoned son ... I am afraid that the elder Yantang is full of unwillingness. If I was treated as an abandoned son someday?"

After thinking about it, Fang Zheng's mind suddenly appeared the painful picture of him in the blood pool, covered with **** vines.

Hoo!

Nightmare-like memories reappeared, and Founder couldn't help but feel a shock, taking a breath of air.

"What's wrong with you?" the elder beside him asked with concern.

"Nothing." Fang Zheng reached out and wiped his forehead. For a time, a thin layer of cold sweat was on his palm.

He didn't dare to think about it, his heart was flustered and hesitant.

At this time, the elder's voice sounded in his ear again: "All the contestants entered one by one, and this competition is about to begin."

Fang Zheng quickly looked up and saw more than a hundred martial artists, slowly stepping into the field.

Fang Zheng quickly found the elder Yantang of Xianhemen. The latter was expressionless, but his eyes showed anger and helplessness.

The fireman's faucet in a red robe, with a proud look, glanced around, without concealing the disdain and contempt for the surrounding competitors.

"A group of weak chickens, I won this game. Let's get started." The firework leader didn't care, and laughed, urging the elders of the exorcist.

Practice Taoist Masters around, but dare not refute, taking photos of the powerful strength of the fireman's faucet. Even the elder Yantang of Xianhemen clenched his fists, his expression of anger was silent.

"Wanlongwu will win! Win !!!!"

"Master Pyrotron will win!"

A group of people in Wanlongwu, like chicken blood, shouted excitedly. The situation is arrogant, but the surrounding viewers can only sit still and watch this happen silently.

"Hateful, it's too horrible!" Founder was a teenager with a grit in his mouth, and his heart was indignant. "Hate I'm not strong enough. I really hope that at this time, there will be someone who will defeat this fireman's faucet and defeat Wan The arrogance of this group of people in Longwu will continue. "

As if in response to the hope in his heart, a figure appeared quietly. It was not noticeable at first, but when he stepped on the field, countless eyes immediately bet.

Black Robe.

Mask.

Five-turn magic repair ...

Fang Yuan!

What's up with him?

The audience was silent, and then there was a blockbuster. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and faster!