Reverend Insanity: Seventy-seventh: Dangerous
Ding Jingle Bell!
A wind flower is in the back of Fangyuan.
Fang Yuan's defense, like paper, was immediately torn into pieces.
The robe on the back is completely smashed, blood splatters, and minced meat flies away.
"Unlucky!" Fang Yuan sank.
There are dozens of force phantoms around him, and there is only one Fenghua flying, attacking at will. He just got hit.
As time goes by, the effect of **** transportation to protect the body becomes weaker and weaker, which greatly increases the probability that God will find the real body.
To make matters worse, there is Dark Cross Fairy.
The effect of Dark Cross Fairy Tale triggered once, protecting the source of Fang Yuan, covering his breath, the effect is also diminishing.
Once this support force completely disappears, it will be more serious than losing luck.
As time passes, Fang Yuandu spends seconds like a year, suffering hard and hard.
He doesn't know how many Snow Moons have been blown out, and how many attacks have been suffered by Fenghua.
The effect of **** transportation and undercover protection has decreased sharply, but the encounters formed by the sloppy attitude and deformation have met each other, such as the mainstay, supporting Fang Yuan from beginning to end. There are also million killing tricks, at this moment, its ability to attack can no longer play a role, can only be used as cannon fodder tactics.
Providence is not a fool, it can think.
After Fang Yuan's tactics are clear, after every ten thousand times, he finds that Fang Yuan's real time is getting shorter and shorter.
Fang Yuan is also getting more and more serious. He is compelled to urge the people of Xianyu to do the same.
But in this way, his celestial yuan also aggravates the loss. There was not much in the past, but now it has developed to a dry state.
The will of God is high above the ground, and it is innately beneficial to the undefeated place to control the disaster.
Fang Yuan is like a ant, struggling in the front line of life and death.
The number of Xueyue is getting more and more, and Fang Yuan's footsteps can't keep up.
The situation is extremely difficult, Fang Yuan can hardly see any hope.
But he didn't intend to give up, and still gritted his teeth.
Furious wind is like mocking, mocking his uncontrollable power.
Xueyue hangs high, as if indifferent eyes. Watching flies and mosquitoes like Fang Yuan are dying in vain and struggling.
Fang Yuan was bathing in blood, and the white robe had completely turned into a blood robe. Blood and sweat were frozen into **** by cold light.
He was embarrassed, and his hair was flowing in the wind. It has also broken countless times, and now the length is uneven, making Fang Yuan look like a combination of a madman and a beggar.
He is cold, neither laughing nor shouting.
He is like a piece of ice. It will be crushed by the heavens and the earth, but he doesn't say a word. In desperation, everything just persists silently.
The wind fades.
Feng Huajie's power fades slowly.
The limit has been reached.
The power of disasters has its limits. Even if the will of God strengthens it to the greatest extent, it is manipulated by oneself.
Fang Yuan was not killed by Fenghua. Soon, the number of Fenghua decreased sharply, and there were no more winds between heaven and earth.
Fang Yuan laughed violently, urging Xianyuan. His goal is still Snow Moon!
Although Fenghuajie subsided. The snowy moon in the sky also stopped deriving, but there are still remnants of the wind flower, and the number of snowy moons is not small.
Tough battle!
Fang Yuan has no strength to bite his teeth, and is extremely weak and weak.
Wow.
Strong handprints.
Jianlang Trifold.
Meet and meet.
His condition is very bad, and several kinds of immortal killing tricks sometimes trigger failure. Every time he failed, he suffered a backstab and vomited blood.
The disaster has reached its limit, as has Fang Yuan himself.
It doesn't make sense to escape at this time. Not only is it blocked by wind, but the snowy moon can also be slowly transferred and the cold light coverage is too large.
The disaster is not over yet. The heavens and the earth are uneven, and it is impossible to recycle Xianqiao.
I have to say that God's intentions have been planning for a long time, and the disasters most targeted at Fang Yuan are brewing. The last disaster. The brutality really divided some of the forces of the disaster. This time, although the will of God was unavoidable, it also affected the true intentions of savage, making the part of the true intentions of savage savages turned into Xueyuejie, which increased the difficulty of the whole disaster!
The current battle. It depends on who both sides can survive.
After half an hour, Fang Yuan fell down on Danghun Mountain.
His fairy Yuan is almost completely dry.
Every time I met, I could n’t support it.
Fang Yuan worked hard and strove to blast a large number of snowy moons, but there is still a final round in the sky!
Fang Yuan resisted the cold light in front of Danghun Mountain.
He's covered with scars. On many wounds, **** scum has coagulated into a piece.
Fang Yuan has no energy. The cold frost on his body is getting thicker and thicker, and he is gradually frozen in the ice.
The last wind lingers over the ice, carrying the will of God, watching Fang Yuan to perish.
Xian Yuan has very little left, and a killing move of Xiandao is urged, but Fang Yuan's face suddenly shows the smile of the winner.
"I have passed this disaster."
The next moment, the beast spine star arowana suddenly appeared, and the tail of the fish swung it hard, slamming it hard, smashing the last round of Snow Moon.
Slave beast fairy!
After half a cup of tea, Tiandi Erqi calmed down, and Fang Yuan immediately started to leave Beiyuan.
After he left, it didn't take long for two figures to emerge from the underground ice.
"That's it," said one of them, carefully looking around, and looking around.
Another figure, carefully twitching his nose, sniffing around, and then affirmatively said, "Just now we sensed nothing wrong. This place was just robbery, there was a residual wave in the heavens and the earth, and it was not thorough. Quit it. "
Both figures are obscured, obviously obscured by intentional means.
However, since you can know the disasters of the heavens and the earth, and you can probe so clearly, you must be the identity of Wuxian.
"Oh! The northern ice field was the year of the savage demon. It was forged with one hand. It is full of glaciers and there is no land. The world here is much thinner than other places. If you let the fairy go here, I am afraid The air of heaven and earth will be more lost. To a certain extent, it will inevitably cause the glaciers to crack and the sky to swell. "One of the two mysterious magpies, sighing, full of worry.
"The northern ice field is the last paradise for my snow people. We live underground and have no dispute with the world. I never expected that the human race will not stop, even our last place of habitat must be dyed and stunned! "Another mysterious figure, who seems younger, is full of indignation.
It turns out that the identity of these two magpies is unusual.
The young Xuemin Wuxian continued: "Too big an elder is too pedantic! In my opinion, that Chu should be eradicated that year. Now you can see that not only Chu Du often comes to robbery, but also Others have also come. Over time, our habitat will be patronized by more and more Xixian. "
The elder Xuemin Xixian sighed: "Oh! I understand the idea of the elder too much. He is worried that fighting with Chudu will expose our tribe's existence to the world. Today's world, but Terran hegemony is as stable as a mountain and cannot be shaken. When our tribe is exposed, it will definitely trigger the encirclement of the entire Northern Yuan tribe. "
"Do you let the situation develop like this? Let more and more magpies be robbed above us? In fact, with the strength of my clan, we are fighting here in the ice field, as long as we plan carefully and secretly. It's not difficult to kill a few human races of immortals. Of course, I also admit that the degree of Chu is very strong. We must give up his goal for the sake of security, but the other immortals can be started. Who killed a few people, who knows What do we do? Hey! Anyway, the human race is also very chaotic, and the right path, magic path, and casual repair have never stopped. "
"Well, you're right. We still report this situation to the clan first, and let the other senior people of the clan come together to make a total."
The two Xuemins talk about the immortals, and the blurry figure disappears quietly.
Fang Yuan, despite being seriously injured, was still non-stop and rushed back to Langya Blessing.
"God wants to eradicate me. It is undoubtedly the best time when I cross the calamity. It will not only increase the power of the calamity to the limit, but also manipulate the calamity. It is even more terrible to affect other beings, Adults, come and lay me out! "
Fang Yuan has this information in his mind.
This cognition is also a precious harvest that he gained from trading with Mao Liu.
In the Battle of Yi Tian Shan six months ago, he was also a key human robber, a piece of God's will to deal with the ghost of the monster.
It is precisely because of personal experience that Fang Yuan is very vigilant about the so-called "human robberies".
Imagine how the existence of the ghost of the deities, with the help of the Shadow Sect, assisted by the Zombie Alliance, and planning for 100,000 years, have been turned over by God's plan.
Compared to them, what are you doing now?
So, Fang Yuan almost directly transferred regardless of his serious injuries. It's fast, and it doesn't leave time for God's intention to plan.
The return trip didn't happen unexpectedly, and Fang Yuan returned to Langya Blessing smoothly.
When he arrived in Langya Blessing, he was relieved and knew that he was temporarily safe.
Fang Yuangui shrank in his own city of Yuncheng to heal his wounds, while returning the borrowed fairy clams.
A few days later, Fang Yuan's injuries were all gone, his condition was restored, and he set about remediating Danghun Mountain in Xianqiao.
Speaking of which, this mountain has helped him a lot in crossing the robbery.
Danghun Mountain looks very bleak. Before it was soaring, only a gentle mound was left after being cut by countless winds.
As ever!
Under the action of this fairy owl, Danghunshan reverts to being old again.
Only such a soul-swinging mountain can produce courage most efficiently.
Fang Yuan didn't dare to carelessly, and quickly took out Danghun Mountain and entrusted it to Langya Blessing Land.
However, although Danghunshan can produce a lot of courage, the sales channel Baohuangtian has been closed. Nowadays, there is a lot of courage in the library of the Langya School. Fang Yuan was really worried because he couldn't sell it.
"After two months, this is the third disaster. The power is even stronger than this time. If I do n’t make some breakthroughs at this stage, and the strength has not increased, I am afraid it is more ferocious."
"But the growth of strength is by no means born out of thin air, and all kinds of spiritual resources are needed. When will Bao Huangtian ... when will it be opened again?" (To be continued.)
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