Reverend Insanity: Version 361: Giant hand!
“Everything is over.” The Lord of the Sky Tower stands amidst the Sky Tower, overlooking the entire battlefield.
In his vision, Yuzong’s Yusheng City has been turned into a ruin, and the immortals are thin and blue, the immortal seven stars are on the ground. The Jinghong chaos was also broken, and the corpses of the phoenix inside were all shattered.
The mist disappears, and beams of light fall down from the sky. They are brilliant and bright.
“This is the end of disobedience to God’s will! Hahaha …” Jian Tian Tower Lord laughed at heaven.
But after a few laughs, he frowned, feeling puzzled and inappropriate: “No, Jiantian Tower has been calculated, and can no longer provoke the strongest offensive with destiny power, why was it before? Obviously broke out again? “
“And … I just couldn’t help laughing, it wasn’t my usual temperament and performance. What happened?”
At this moment, the Lord of the Sky Tower faintly heard from the sky, some shouting calls.
“Master of the Sky Tower, wake up …”
“Wake up quickly!”
“Wake up? Am I not awake now?” The Lord of the Sky Tower was surprised, and his mind was reborn.
Suddenly, his male body trembled and he suddenly understood the truth.
“Oops! I was conspired, everything just now is not reality. I am in a dream now!”
Thinking about it like this, he immediately felt more inconvenience.
It’s too easy for the opponent to lose. Especially the Shadow Sect, after all, who is behind it!
Also, the other Celestial Sages have disappeared, and he is the only one in Jiantian Tower.
“Okay, I’m in a dream! But how can I get out of here?” The Master of the Tiantian Tower was full of anxiety, though he knew that he was in a dream. However, he did not have Fang Yuan’s means of interpreting dreams, so he was unable to extricate himself from the deep dreams.
The Lord of the Sky Tower fell asleep.
Whoohoo …
He snored loudly. Lie down on the floor tiles, surrounded by a circle of heavenly gods.
The Lord of the Sky Tower is not only old. And very tired.
In the past, to continuously repair the fate of the destiny, and then intensified the time, repair the Tiantian Tower, and later defend the Tianlian faction, and fierce battle with Bo Qing and others, and finally found the insider of the Shadow Sect Shocked to assemble the Celestial Sage. Started the supervision tower, entered the daytime, sleeplessly, rushed all the way, rushed to Yitianshan in southern Xinjiang.
Here, he also operates the Sky Tower and fights in tandem.
As a result, once he fell into a dream, his whole body relaxed and his snoring sounded particularly loud. Sleep is extremely deep.
Tianting Juxian encircled the main tower of Jiantian Tower in the center, poured it with water, and burned it with fire. Shouting broke his voice, and used all kinds of methods to wake up the Master of the Sky Tower.
This is the power of Dream Road.
Leading an era ahead, eating a lot of fresh tricks.
Even though this group of eight-turned heaven courts are immortal, they feel quite helpless.
The scene is quite hilarious.
Out of the Jiantian Tower, it was blazing hot, the sky was dark, and the catastrophe was rolling.
Monitoring tower suspended in mid-air, stagnant.
Inside the tower. The immortals of the heavenly courts were so anxious that the soul of the master of the tower was trapped in the dream. There is no effective method at all.
At most, it is to use some wise means to spread sound into the heart. Let the Master of the Sky Tower awaken himself.
Yingzong’s side, the atmosphere before the sweep was dignified, and it became much easier.
“Good job, good job!”
“Is this the power of the dream? Really!”
“Hoo … support for so long, finally you have to wait until your practice has been upgraded to eight revolutions.”
The Shadow Sects are surrounded by shadows. Some relax, after all, the previous situation is too thrilling. Some are impressed by the power of dreams. Some patted Ying Wuxue’s shoulders and praised them constantly.
The battle has been going on for so long. The pure dream seeking true body is innocent. It has been transformed into a qualitative change, and has become an eight-turn dream path.
Therefore, he can use the eight-turn level of immortality to kill the soul.
After two failed attempts, he urged this killing for the third time, and finally succeeded, putting the Master of the Sky Tower into his dream.
The effect of this move was immediate, the Jiantian Pagoda stagnated, and the pressure of Yingzong abruptly reduced by more than half.
Qixingzi asked: “How long will the Master of the Sky Tower be trapped?”
Ying Wuxie replied: “After all, he’s spent eight rounds of evil, and his dream can only trap him for half a cup of tea. But even if he comes out, I can still use killing tricks. Bring him to dream! “
“Very good. Don’t let Fei Shishi create you.” Qi Xingzi sighed.
At this time, the Jiantian Tower moved slowly again.
“What’s going on?”
Someone looks at Xiangying Wuxie: “Did the Lord of the Sky Tower also come out?”
Before, Ying Wuxie’s attack on Fang Yuan was unsuccessful. When Fang Yuan was in and out, the shadow ancestor Yanxian was not confident.
But this time the shadowless head shook his head, definitely saying: “The Lord of the Supervisor Tower is still in the dream. It seems to be other heavenly courts immortal, manipulate it for you!”
There is nothing wrong. When the heaven court sees that the master of the tower cannot change, he takes over the tower.
Although the Master of the Sky Tower is asleep, the entire Sky Tower does not belong to the tower owner alone. Since the fall of Xingsu Xianzun, this tower has become a public property in heaven.
Jiantian Tower now sleeps loudly and is unconscious. The rest of the heavenly court Xianxian has the right to drive and drive this Jiantian Tower.
But soon, Jiantian Tower stopped again.
This scene fell into the eyes of Fang Yuan and others.
Hei Loulan and Lishan Fairy both expressed doubt and anger: “Heavenly party, what the **** are you doing?”
Fang Yuan’s face was heavy: “It seems that it is the film sect, using the dream method. As with me before, I went to deal with the Celestial Celestial Immortal. But … why didn’t they target the Celestial Celestial Celestial before? “
“What are you thinking about now? We no longer have the guardian of the fairy house, and the Shadow Sect has lost the Yusheng City. Only the Heavenly Court still keeps the Jian Tian Tower in hand. But they are also blocked by the Shadow Sect, and our situation is at stake. Fang Yuan, you try to urge Dingxianyou again? “Tai Baiyun was full of sorrow.
“It doesn’t work.” Fang Yuan shook his head and sighed deeply.
“It seems to be here this time.” Hei Loulan smiled bitterly, but his eyes flashed sharply, his fists clenched, “Hate the black city is not dead. I am the enemy of my mother, and I am dead. Failed to report! “
Fang Yuan glanced at her without speaking.
After the third catastrophe. Jinghong Chaodoutai and Yusheng City have disintegrated, leaving only Jiantian Tower.
Heaven is the hope of Fang Yuan. But hope is now dashed.
Don’t say that the fourth catastrophe, even if it was launched in a ten-strong array, it was not something Fang Yuan and others could bear.
“Is it really dead?” Fang Yuan inspected Chunqiu Chan, it was too short, it hasn’t recovered much, and he couldn’t urge the second time.
At this moment, there is a melodious sound of piano from high in the sky.
It’s clearly day at this moment. But in the sky, countless stars suddenly lit up.
The sound of the piano directly spreads into the array, deeply into the hearts of the gods.
“Not good! The Ten Greats also take into account the sound, but these piano sounds can’t stop the big ones. This is the fourth game of Havoc!”
“And this high-altitude starlight, even in the daytime, is so bright. This is the fifth catastrophe of the catastrophe!”
“How can it be so dangerous? The fourth and fifth catastrophes are all here!”
Seeing this scene, the Shadow Sect’s celestial beings exclaimed, both Tianting and Fang Yuan were left behind.
In the Jiantian Tower, the Celestial Puppets couldn’t help taking a breath.
The power of the catastrophe. Soars with the number of times.
The fourth cataclysm, the heart of the cataclysm, is more powerful than the sum of the first three cataclysms. And the fifth stellar catastrophe. It is even higher than the four superpositions of Qin Xincai, the thorny rain, the disaster of Taiko Guanglu, and the relic of King Kong.
“What exactly is Shadowzong refining? It actually caused Cangtian to be so angry and to bring down such a terrible disaster!” Tianting Juxian, Fang Yuan, and others were in doubt.
The two catastrophes have not yet come down and are brewing.
The shadow magpies have dignified faces like black iron. They had barely survived the first three catastrophes. Until now, the fourth and fifth catastrophes have arrived. No matter who it is, you can feel the deep maliciousness of God. I don’t want to leave Shadow Zong any way of life.
How is it good?
For a while, the shadow sects were also at a loss.
Their fairy house has been damaged. The Ten Greats were also hit in the third catastrophe. Even if all the sacrifices are sacrificed. I’m afraid they can’t stop these two catastrophes.
“Looks like we are finally going to die under the catastrophe.” Hei Loulan sighed.
Fang Yuan squinted his eyes, but didn’t think so.
No matter what the Shadow Sect wants to refine, they first form a group of ten immortal dead, and then they kill the southern Xinjiang Nuxian. Sacrifice all members of the Zombie Alliance into nourishment.
Of course, you also need to count the seven lost fairy houses!
The price paid by Yingzong is simply appalling. If Fang Yuan hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, I would have heard of it and couldn’t believe it!
Since this is the price, Yingzong will never give up.
The sound of the piano suddenly rises and entangles people.
The immortals changed, and they suddenly turned, some people even fell down.
Qin Xin Havoc has started slowly!
High in the sky, the stars are gushing down, like a blue tsunami, covering 100,000 miles, under heavy pressure.
Astrological catastrophe!
The shadow sects and immortals all show their perseverance as if they were dead, supporting each other and rushing upward. Only a shadowless person was left to deal with Jiantian Tower.
Fang Yuan and others fell to the ground, their faces pale, and it was difficult to resist the mighty power of the piano heart.
Jiantian Tower is a nine-turned fairy house, which is still suspended in the sky.
“Without the fairy house, how can they stop the two catastrophes with them? Ha ha, the burial in this world is more glorious than the result of the old dead bed.” Looking at the sky, Qiqiao slowly shed blood.
She has given up resisting Qin Xinbao.
The others are still struggling to support.
At this moment, an immense, peerless breath suddenly rose from the ruins of Yitian Mountain!
A fairy hole opens.
This is the Blessed Land of Shadow Sect.
Before, Bai Ningbing was looking for the shadow sect base which was impossible, but the shadow sect was already set up here!
Feeling this kind of breath, all the magpies present were shaken physically and mentally.
Even if it is a tumultuous turn of heaven, his face is pale and his eyes are scared.
The Zhuxian Zhuxian showed a look of overjoyedness.
“The body … is out!”
Boom!
A huge cricket ghost hand suddenly leaps out of the fairy trick cricket.
Nine turns of breath soared!
The invisible airwaves are sweeping in all directions.
Earth and rocks are flying and the dust is rolling.
“This is it? This is it!” Hei Loulan, Tai Bai Yunsheng and others were dumbfounded.
“Ghost Demon!” In the Jiantian Tower, the owner of the Jiantian Tower finally awoke, the pressure in his heart was like a mountain, and his identity was broken. (To be continued)