Reverend Insanity: Section 710: Song of Destiny

Hua Caiyun can’t help laughing.

It turns out that everything seems to be successful, but it is a huge trap carefully planned by Heaven!

“That’s right.” Zhang Yin and others calmly smiled.

Qing Yue’an and others reacted.

“In order to give us peace of mind, you actually let me enslave the old sorrowful wind. It is really conjecture.” Shen Congsheng said in a cold voice.

“This is not our intention, nor is it the plan of Lord Longgong.” Zhang Yin shook his head, as if he were the head of the four. “You know, all your actions have not escaped the calculation of Fairy Lagerstroemia. Order I wait for the lurking, which is also the arrangement of Fairy Lagerstroemia. “

Song Qiyuan’s gaze once again projected on the Dragon Palace: “So, this eight-turned fairy house is actually a slave Taoxian house … It is actually able to enslave eight-turned fairy house, as many as four! And can continue to suppress and enslave the Tibetan monks … From ancient times to now, I am afraid this is the first fairy house of slavery! “

The complexion of Zhang Yin and others changed slightly.

Qing Yuean, Hua Caiyun, and Shen Congsheng all glanced at Song Qiyuan and immediately understood that Song Qiyuan had not given up.

While encountering such a terrible change, how can Song Qiyuan and other eight-turned-in-xian strong men be so easy to give up?

Although they have been conspired and wounded, they still have a lot of fighting power. They continue to fight and fight, and they still have great hope.

It’s not so easy to secretly calculate the eight-turn magpie.

Most of the immortal killing tricks, once activated, will breathe.

So, Zhang Yin and others haven’t brewed any horrific killing tricks, they are very hard to cover up the breath of killing tricks.

It ’s rare to be able to hide the killing breath.

For now, Wu Yong in the South Xinjiang is in control. The rest, even members of the heaven, did not own it.

Boom boom boom!

The thunder blasted again.

Song Qiyuan and others were unwilling to give up, and started a fight with Zhang Yin and others.

Undefeated blessed battlefield.

Bai Cangshui takes Chen Yi and fights and retreats.

Wu Yong and others have successively tried to force her away from the large array behind her, thus killing two eight turns in the court outside the array.

Bai Cangshui’s left branch and right branch are in danger.

The immortals of the southern Xinjiang brought her a lot of pressure, especially Wu Yong. Any killing breath was concealed by him, violently erupted, which made Bai Cangshui very frightened. Even if Wu Yong doesn’t do anything, she still has to pay attention to this dangerous person.

“Let me down, you go!” Chen Yidao.

His peerless monster recruits Youfeng, he can’t move, only to die.

At this moment, his sleeves, eyebrows, and hair are dissipating, and his limbs are not sound. The horrible power of sending friend wind will see his limbs completely removed, and then spread to his trunk.

Fortunately, sending friends is not contagious. Only for Chen Yi, Bai Cangshui has the courage to protect Chen Yi around him.

“Do you think I’m going to save you?” Bai Cangshui murmured secretly.

Chen Yi froze slightly.

He suddenly understood.

Sure enough, Bai Cangshui continued to preach: “I did this on purpose, and wouldn’t give up on you, and put myself in danger, that is, to attract the attention of the immortals of the southern Xinjiang, delay the time for the people behind and let them arrange There are more fairy arrays. You are dead, but you can still play some residual heat. I may die, but as long as I can delay time. What is the sacrifice for heaven, for Zhongzhou, for the people of the world? “

Chen Yi was silent. He suddenly wanted to smile, and death seemed insignificant at this moment.

Although he is very obsessed with power, he also has human rights. Like Bai Cangshui, he is not afraid of sacrifice. If not, the Lagerstroemia indica will not promote him to heaven.

But Chen Yi never smiled. Instead, his face became more distressed and painful. He wanted to act in conjunction with Bai Cangshui to confuse the immortals of southern Xinjiang.

“Let me have a good time at the end of my life.” Chen Yi calmly, he regarded death as home.

But just then, a song came into his ears.

Who still wants to sing in such a fierce battle?

Chen Yi froze for a while, and was immediately attracted by the singing.

Like him, there are people like Bai Cangshui and Wu Yong.

The singing voice is heavy and heavy. It seems to be full of contradictions and very unique.

In the beginning, the song was just like a mountain stream, flowing slowly. Later, the creek seemed to turn into magma and expand into a long river. In the continuous mountains, wandering like a dragon.

At the same time, the mountains under the magma river have turned into waves and rushed up and down.

The magma and tide collide and communicate, arousing water vapor covering the sky.

The water vapor condenses into a cloud of blue clouds, which seems to be sent up to Jiuxiao Cloud.

Suddenly, a lightning flashes and thunders, and the thunder and lightning penetrates the blue clouds. The immortals in the field seem to fall from the clouds, and their hearts are empty.

Everything is real, high or low. From time to time, the spirit is fluttering, and from time to time, they are displaced. Sometimes bowed back, sometimes spread wings …

In the battlefield, the battle stopped and everyone was immersed in the song, forgetting why.

But the singing suddenly stopped, and the immortals quickly sobered.

Chi Qu has a somber expression on his face: “What song is this? It ’s so horrible that I’m stuck in it and can’t extricate myself!”

Qiao Zhicai’s face was pale, and his face was full of embarrassment: “Fortunately, the singing is suddenly interrupted, otherwise we may not be spared, and we have to preach.”

“What song is this?” Yi Haofang asked.

An eight-turn Zhuxian stepped out of the battle. He was dressed in red and white robes, had a good mood and smiled calmly: “This is my new song of destiny.”

It’s Feng Jiu Ge!

“Hum, destiny? So loud.” Ba Shi Lengheng.

“It’s unbelievable! This fate song actually saved my life.” Chen Yi’s cheering came. He only had the trunk and head, but the wind of sending friends had stopped and dissipated. Although the injury was horrible, Chen Yi’s life was guaranteed.

The immortals of southern Xinjiang stopped.

Wu Yong’s friend-giving style is eight levels. Feng Jiu Ge’s destiny song, with Ming Jiaxian as the core, is also eight turns!

“It’s you again!” Wu Yong stared at Feng Jiujie.

Last time, he wanted to kill Fang Yuan. It was Feng Jiujie who protected Fang Yuan’s life.

This time, he was going to kill Chen Yi, and it was Feng Jiujie’s shot that prevented Chen Yi’s sacrifice.

Two times in a row, it is Feng Jiujie’s plan to break Wu Yong!

And both times, it’s quite critical.

Rao is Wu Yong. As a immortal hero, he is broad-minded and can bear what people can’t bear.

“Feng Jiuge, you are truly a peerless wizard.” Wu Yong’s eyes were smashed into a crack, his voice was bland but cold like a cold wind, and his bones were cold, “Come, I will do everything I can to you Get some advice. “

Speaking, the hurricane blows away.

This is Wu Yong’s infinite wind, which has been raging on the battlefield, as if the pillars are supporting the sky.

But this blow completely consumed Wuyong’s tens of thousands of airway marks!

The infinite wind is endless, the wind is magnificent, and it is crushed by Feng Jiujie and others.

Feng Jiuge smiled bitterly: “Master Wu Yong is unpredictable, and he can only avoid the frontier.”

Bai Cangshui still drags Chen Yi: “Almost, let’s go!”

The big team behind the three expanded immediately. With such a response, they returned smoothly.

As soon as he entered the field, Feng Jiuge spit out blood, his face was like gold paper, and he was teetering.

“What’s wrong with you?” Bai Cangshui rushed to help.

Feng Jiuge smiled, her face was quite ugly, and her breathing was extremely weak: “My fate song is just a grass-roots creation, and half of the tracks have not been completed. I had to perform this time, and I was hit hard.”

“Brother Feng is willing to take a risk and save the old man’s life. Such a life-saving grace, the old man will never forget it!” Chen Yi sighed.

“Now the chaos in Zhongzhou is fierce, and the immortals of the southern Xinjiang are coming. Menace is not only for me, but for the whole situation of Zhongzhou.” Feng Jiuge shook his head slightly.

Chen Yi looked at Feng Jiujie and Bai Cangshui again, thinking of the actions of both of them, he laughed boldly: “No matter how critical the situation is, I have the spirit of fighting without sacrificing and fearing death. This time Zhongzhou will win, and heaven will win! “

Heaven.

Always watching the undefeated Lavender Fairy Fairy, she vomits the turbid air in her chest and smiles.

“What a phoenix and a song of fate!”

The fate of the heavenly courts is so big that Fairy Lagerstroemia knows it. Changshengtian also has ambitions for destiny. Tianting wants to seek fortune, Qi Tianxian, and Changshengtian wants to **** the fate of fate, all are attempts to fate.

However, it is not these two super-absolute forces that are really taking a step forward, but rather an immortal.

“Feng Jiuge!” Ziwei fairy murmured.

Although she has always been optimistic about Feng Jiujie’s talents and talents, she now suddenly finds that she still greatly underestimated him.

Chen Yi’s sacrifice, in the eyes of Lagerstroemia indica, is a foregone conclusion. Because once you send the wind of friendship, there is no solution. Unless strictly guarded before.

Unexpectedly, this historical record was directly broken by Feng Jiuge.

Historically, there has never been a case of positively cracking down on sending friends. There is no doubt that after the Datong wind, Feng Jiuge once again made history!

Emperor City Battlefield.

Cheers lingered in the Imperial City.

The final contest of the Zhongzhou Refining Conference was successfully completed.

This means that here is no longer the crux of heaven.

Aware of this, the West Desert Wren Immortal has retreated, attempting to transfer.

After all, they have not destroyed the Imperial City and destroyed the Zhongzhou Refining Conference.

“Everything is over.”

“Well, let heaven succeed.”

Xiang Moxian is discouraged, but it is not easy for them to evacuate. The Zhongzhou side has been increased by heroes. They don’t want to let them go so easily.

Fang Yuan feels heavy.

He has done his best, but there is no way.

The endless stream of tactics in Tianting has made him unexpectedly overwhelmed.

Finally, the background of heaven is too grand and Fang Yuan cannot compare.

Although he has been repeatedly inherited by His Holiness, and has cleverly won, he has made great progress, and the speed of progress has been appalling. But Tianting and Zhongzhou have gone through three million years and have accumulated the hard work of countless elites!