Reverend Insanity: Thirty-second verse: Dead ghosts come soon to the iron gods

Southern Xinjiang, Tiejia, Wancheng Mountain.

Booming ...

A series of dull sounds envelops this humble valley.

At the bottom of the valley, there is a young girl standing.

She is tall and tall, with a pair of long legs occupying almost half of her body. At this moment, under her sword-like eyebrows, a pair of eyes burst into the stars, looking up over the head.

Huge, house-like stones are slamming her down the mountain wall.

The girl took a deep breath, and closed her eyes slowly when she was alive.

Hundreds of boulders were about to hit her, and at this moment she opened her eyes sharply.

In a flash, the golden light blooms, dazzling to the extreme, and a small sun seems to be buried in the whole valley!

The light continued for a moment, then suddenly disappeared.

The rumbling voice disappeared immediately, countless gray-white powder, wafting and falling.

The girl bathed in the flying stone powder, her resolute face flashed with joy.

"Very good, Tie Ruonan, you practiced the killing tricks I taught you, and reached the final test. From today on, you will practice with me, and I will teach you the method of immortality." The sound enveloped the whole valley.

The girl immediately knelt down and worshiped on the ground: "Teacher Xie, the boss, give pointers!"

"You are jealous, and your talent is high. This is the true story of Iron Face that suits me. Originally, your father was one of the seeds I preselected. I didn't expect that his daughter's talent was a hundred times better than him ... Huh? "Suddenly suddenly a loud voice.

But soon, Tie Ruonan heard again: "There is an unexpected incident, you can practice here for a while. I teach your killing tricks, although they are refined, but not skilled. During this time, Practice more, wait for me to come back, and make plans. "

"Yes, if the man obeys." The girl immediately bowed her head respectfully, her face excited and excited.

"Finally, finally I did it, my father, I surpassed you. You look at it in the Spirit of the Sky, I will practice as an immortal, and possess the power of the immortal."

"This world is too dark and chaotic. Only with greater strength can severe punishment be given to those who are evil, rewards to those who are good, justice to be helped, and the world is peaceful!"

...

"Zhang Li, you **** who murdered your husband, pity my elder brother treats you wholeheartedly, but you are so cruel, and you have harmed him. Today, I am going to unload you with eight pieces and die completely The corpse! "Roared a young Wuxian, angry, and surging with seven breaths.

Fang Yuan: "..."

Since he last survived the dream about Zuo Yehui, the underworld realm has skyrocketed to the rank of Grand Master. But then, it was an absurd dream.

Be careful, Fang Yuan doesn't want to explore in this weird dream.

After waiting patiently for a while, he finally managed to wait for a realistic dream.

As a result, in this dream, he has become a son-in-law, and also very ... waves.

Because of this fairy, what she practices is Charisma.

This genre is a minor faction. It is a small branch that is derived from Zhidao. What pays attention to is to fight with affection, to charm people.

At this moment, Fang Yuan is transformed into a fairy, a long pink dress, ******, the collar is choppy, and the skirt splits to the root of the thigh. A smile is even more intriguing.

Fang Yuan was helpless about this.

After all, this other person's dream, if he wants to explore, he must become the source of the dream.

Of course becoming a woman does not interfere with Fang Yuan's indifferent mood.

While alerting the enemy in front of him, he focused his attention on Xianqiao.

One thing that pleases Fang Yuan is that there are many fairies on this fairy.

"Try this cricket first." Fang Yuan poured Xianyuan into it and immediately made a sound of infant cricket.

This voice is completely out of Fang Yuan's control, full of the feminine temptation.

The young man Xianxian was so aggressive that when he heard this voice, his whole body suddenly became soft and his intention to kill dropped sharply.

He stagnates, grinning his teeth fiercely, and his eyes reappear with a clear color: "Dark lady, she is playing tricks on your little grandfather! Eat me and kill !!!!"

Speaking, he pushed with both hands, the wind was violently rolled, and the sky was dark for a while, and countless wind blades rushed towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan withdrew quickly, trying to urge the second centipede while dodging.

Suddenly, Fang Yuan's pink skirt suddenly turned into a mist of mist, lingering around him, taking Fang Yuan to speed.

Fang Yuan's speed is so secretly praised that he is not inferior to the sword magpie fairy. The only thing he called Fang Yuan is a little regrettable. As the speed of the speed increases, the pink clouds and fog on his body keep decreasing. Wrapping the whole body, at this time has been forced to expose the snow-white powdery thighs and arms.

Fang Yuan is not afraid of being naked. Ben, this shame has already left him, let alone in a dream.

He regrets that the effectiveness of this kind of fairy owl is obviously not lasting. Otherwise, it is almost invincible to deal with the enemy in front of it at this speed alone.

"Slut, you run very fast. But you must die in my hands today. In order to kill you and take revenge on my brother, I am willing to pay any price!"

The young Xianxian's eyes are red, and his mouth growls.

At the same time, he urged Xiandao to kill.

The green wind condenses into a small dagger in his palm.

The dagger flickered with faint blue light. Fang Yuan just felt a horrified battle with a glance.

"Not good!" Fang Yuan sank.

"Only one or two immortals can't resist this immortal killing trick. But I don't use any immortal killing tricks in this chapter."

During the distress, Fang Yuan quickly urged Xiandao to kill the dream.

Suddenly, a mysterious power circulated in Fang Yuan's fairy tale at the moment. A fairy owl, dozens of fan owls were urged under the envelop of this mysterious power.

"This is it?" Fang Yuan felt such a scene, and immediately felt overjoyed.

He hastily continued to urge the killing of tricks to interpret dreams. Under the influence of this immortal killing trick, the mysterious power continued and became more and more abundant, integrating many ascaris in Fangyuan Xianqiao.

Then, there was a fairy-tale killing move that Fang Yuan was completely unfamiliar with.

Fang Yuan also didn't know what the purpose of this immortal killing move was.

Time is not waiting. At this moment, the young Xianxian on the opposite side has slightly blown his palm to the palm of his hand. The blue wind dagger, like a sharp arrow, burst out and fired directly at Fang Yuan, it was fierce and sick!

Fang Yuan sighed in his heart. At this moment, he can only listen to fate.

Finally, Fang Yuan's heart is completely unclear.

However, under the effect of this killing trick, Fang Yuan involuntarily twitched the orchid finger, pointed at the young Xianxian Yaoyao, his eyes were silky, and he softly said, "Dead, come soon!"

This voice is charming and tempting to the extreme. Even Fang Yuan himself heard it and shivered fiercely.

Now, there really is a dead ghost.

This is the spirit of Wuxian. It has seven rounds of combat power. It flies out without fear and slams into the blue wind dagger.

When the young man Xian saw the dead ghost, he suddenly changed his face and exclaimed, "Brother!"

It turns out that the fairy Zhangli actually assassinated her husband and made his soul into a fairy-tale killing trick.

Fang Yuan saw such a scene, and when he had an idea, he shouted, "As long as I revoke the killing trick, your brother's soul can be saved. If you have a kind, destroy it!"

The young Wuxian was furious, but feared that his brother's life would be hurt, and he fought with his hands and feet.

Fang Yuan was so ecstatic that he shot quickly and quickly recovered.

A moment later, he slashed his opponent with a flaw in his opponent.

Dream passes!

"Hoo." Fang Yuan slowly exhaled a spit, and he returned to reality.

"There is only one scene in this dream." Fang Yuan was slightly surprised.

This is a small dream.

Fang Yuan passed once. After savouring carefully, he found that the realm of growth this time is not only intellectual, but also spiritual.

"Charisma has never really divorced from wisdom, and there have never been any charms in this world. Only wisdom. It is still the growth of wisdom."

"As for the soul way ... I'm afraid this Zhang Li also cultivates the soul way. Especially her immortal way comes to kill the dead ghost soon, and it has a strong soul way."

Fang Yuan analyzed it and sorted out his realm.

Now there are as many as eight genres of his Grand Master. They are blood, force, change, star, wisdom, water, undercover, and front.

Liang Tao is a quasi-guru, a master of fortune, and a virtual road is still blank. The Kendo realm is ordinary, the soul realm is originally ordinary, but after Zhang Li's dream realm, he has been elevated to the prospect of a master.

"That immortal is coming to kill dead ghosts, it ’s a bit interesting. Although I have insufficient realm of soul, but Dao of wisdom is a master. There is a high possibility of realizing dreams. It can restore some power. Although it cannot be fully reproduced, but also You can imitate a similar immortal killing trick. "

"But even if this immortal killing trick is imitated, it's not as good as my improvement. I just raised my back."

Xian Xuanxian has a few possibilities, and he will usually start happily and start to improve the immortal ways to kill.

But Fang Yuan is not.

In the recent period, his realm has improved a lot. There are countless inspirations and possibilities. He needs to pick out the most cost-effective Xiandao killing tricks and improve them.

I have to say, this is a happy trouble.

The promotion of the underworld realm to the Grand Master has given him an idea of ​​killing with the core of crossing the fairy tales and sticking to them. This immortal killing trick can better hide himself.

The improvement of the frontier realm has given him a fresh idea of ​​Xiandao's killing moves.

This idea made him quite excited. The original Gang back killing strategy was based on Vajrayana and persistence of the two immortals, but in his vision, if it could increase the defense of immortals and some of the battlefields, the power would soar several times. .

It happens that after Zhang Li's dreams, the dreams flowing to Fang Yuan are not suitable for exploration.

Fang Yuan began to shift his focus, and improved Xiandao's killing moves.

As Fang Yuan quickly improved his strength, Qiao Zhicai and Wu Yong came to Titanian God.

The seven-turned magpie, wearing a warrior costume, chest and legs, and light armor, his face is covered with a thick layer of iron.

It's not that he wears a mask, but the spiritual characteristics of the true story of Iron Face.

The puppet immortal who practiced this true biography in the past must be a person with righteousness. At the same time, they are often the ones who are the best at finding out the truth in the immortal world of southern Xinjiang.

Taking a closer look at the scene and the two corpses, Iron Face God asserted: "It's not Qiao Zhicai's hand."

Qiao Zhicai suddenly exhaled a spit.

"Who is that?" Wu Yong asked.

"Someone imitated his immortal Tao Zhaozhao wooden statue killing. This situation, in fact, has long been recorded in history." Tiemenshen replied, "I don't know Lord Wu Yong, have you heard of the Seven Magic Fairies?"

Wu Yong frowned: "You mean the successor of the Seven Fantasy True Legends? It is said that the inherited Zhuxian has the ability to imitate the whole world, any means of Zhuxian. Iron god, can you be sure? "

Tianmenshen nodded: "One of the Seven Magic Fairies has been imprisoned in the magic tower of our town. Although the content of the Seven Fantasy True Story has not been found out, some of my secrets know more. For example, there are seven layers of the seven fantasy true stories. The heirs can choose by themselves, they can not inherit any one layer of true stories, or they can inherit the full seven layers of true stories. But each time they inherit one layer of true stories, they must fulfill an agreement. In the future, Do something for someone at an uncertain time. Seven stories are seven things. "

"In order to distinguish the descendants of the Seven Fantasys, our clan has already developed relative methods to distinguish the truth. Just after I have used them, it must be that the Seven Fantasys are immortal."

"Somewhat interesting." Wu Yong nodded slightly, his frown deepened.

Although the truth is known, what about it?

Who exactly is the Seven Magic Fairy? What person or power is behind him or her?

Wu Yong still knows nothing about these issues!

But the next moment, a word from Iron Face God made Wu Yong's brow stretch. (To be continued.)