Around the world, it has become a frosty white color.

Countless gray clouds, like horse-drawn carriages, float around Fangyuan.

Although Fangyuan did not feel the slightest wind, these clouds were drifting around, surrounded by Fangyuan, as if they were group sharks and like a hungry wolf.

"This is definitely a killing battle in the fairy road! Or I don't know the kind of roots. It seems that the cloud is mostly..."

After Fang Yuan was alert, he felt like a flash of light in his mind, and he quickly analyzed the situation.

"The immortal battlefield kills the trick, the key is that there are actually nine celestial cents, and there is a dragon-shaped ancient wild beast!" Fang Yuan glanced at the nine figures.

These mysterious celestial beings are covered with a layer of gray clouds, covering the true face and revealing only the eyes.

As for the scent of scent, it can't be covered and exposed.

There is also a dragon-shaped beast, also covered with a thin gray cloud, entrenched in front of Fangyuan. The majestic atmosphere is extremely impressive! In the perception of Fangyuan, it is like a mountain, but Fangyuan himself seems to be a small ant at the foot of the mountain.

Fang Yuan’s heart is shaking.

This lineup is too strong! He is not an opponent at all. This is something that you don't have to think about.

"Weird! How can there be so many people to ambush me?" Fang Yuan was shocked and had great doubts.

The northern ice sheet is inaccessible and there are almost no resources.

This is the wasteland created by the madman's sorcerer's hand. The only wealth is the madness and true intentions.

Therefore, Zhu Xian rarely comes here.

In addition, before each robbery, Fangyuan will also collect some information through Bao Huangtian, Qipai, and even Chudu.

The superpowers of the North Plains Road have no big moves.

Because the black family has destroyed the war, everyone is digesting the results and trying to adapt to the new power structure.

These right-wing forces are almost all in the original site in the north, and the celestial beings are stationed separately. In fact, it is difficult for the golden tribe to pull out three or four singers out of the box, unless there is any amnesty.

The magic road, the stream of the fairy, although free, but usually are solitary, how can it suddenly come together?

"Also, I almost all succumb to the blessings of the land, avoiding the wisdom and immortality. I also have the means of darkness and other means of protection. The whereabouts are unlikely to be so clear! Where is this group of celestial beings? Zhongzhou?"

In order to explore the true meaning of the murder case of the 88-degree Zhenyang Tower, the ten ancient schools of Zhongzhou united and integrated a team of Zhu Xian, who went to Beiyuan to explore.

It’s not surprising that today’s court is trying to deal with the shadows and Fangyuan, and then send a team out.

But!

Zhongzhou Zhuxian, especially the top ten ancient factions, or Tianting Zhuxian, are all bright and bright, and the style of the court. How could it be like this, the Tibetan head is exposed?

These celestial beings are hidden, even the ancient wild animals, only to see the blurred human form.

"Perhaps, this is just a lot of illusions created by the battlefield killings?" Fang Yuan’s mind quickly flashed a guess.

From the time he took up the fairy, prepared to return, to be ambushed, fell into the trap, and then analyze the countermeasures now, the time is actually very short, just a few moments.

The head of the Supreme Immortal is originally smart, and there are wisdom means to assist, Fangyuan has completely reacted!

If it is such a terrible enemy, Fang Yuan has no hope at all.

However!

He thinks that this is a great possibility of illusion, because this group of immortals has no explanation at all.

In the eyes of Fang Yuan, the mansions were suddenly swelled, and the next moment resolutely spurred the swords and scorpions, and rushed to the past.

The nine immortals did not respond and seemed to be worried.

Fang Yuan flew to the front, but immediately stopped, after the three interest, the **** dyeing robe has been motivated, and then he reached out and Jianguang!

The immortal kills the sword - the sword marks the fate.

A six-turned Zhu Xian figure moved.

But immediately by a seven-turn female beside her, she held her shoulder: "You can't take it, I will come."

As soon as the voice fell, she reached out and saw an ice mirror in the air.

The Jianguang, which is condensed by the sword marks, hits the ice mirror, but there is no hole to wear, but it is refracted and the direction changes greatly.

"I can actually change the direction of my immortal killing!" Fang Yuan’s heart stunned and quickly directed the sword mark to return to the right track.

His swords and wounds, after the issuance, can also use the mind to manipulate the direction.

It’s just that the killing speed is very fast, and it’s not easy to let Zhu Xian manipulate.

The sword mark is not easy to change back, but I did not expect the second side of the ice mirror to appear in front.

Fang Yuan can only helplessly see that the sword mark is being blown again.

Then, the third and fourth sides of the ice mirror appeared one after another, and surrounded the sword marks, so that it turned around in the air.

"Oops! This immortal means is very restrained by my sword marks." Fang Yuan's heart sinks, is about to strain.

The second one turned seven cents, and suddenly stepped forward, snoring, an ice gun instantly condensed in the hand.

Then he pulled open with one arm, like pulling a bow, stretching it to the limit and slamming it toward the square.

The ice gun flew in midair, piercing the air and making a heart-rending whistling sound. The coldness was overflowing, and the water vapor was condensed along the way, turning into a short bit of frost and floating in the air.

The beautiful scene reveals a murderous murder.

"This is definitely the core of the seven-turn Zhuxian, the formation of the immortal killing trick!" Fang Yuan quickly retreat, want to dodge.

But the ice gun is also in line with the sword mark and can manipulate the direction.

Fangyuan can't hide, secretly bite his teeth, knowing that the **** dyed robes can't stop this trick, they will make a big handprint.

The big handprint suddenly appeared, and a palm wall was erected, blocking it in front of Fangyuan.

The ice gun shot, suddenly wearing a big handprint, the rest of the situation has not disappeared, hit Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan was beaten backwards, and a thick layer of frost was attached to it. Even the blood spit out was frozen into a blood clot. The **** fairy is also traumatized.

If it continues to be used, the **** fairy will be overwhelmed and destroyed.

But at this time, where is the source of Fang Yuan to take care of these?

Only the madness of the blood of this fairy, barely maintain the **** dyeing robe.

"Two of them turn seven cents, not fake. So what about other people?" Fang Yuan swallowed a blood, took a shot with both palms, and showed his killings.

In an instant, a lot of power spurts out of the shadows, and the blink of an eye is dense and full of scent.

These mysterious celestial charms are obviously stunned.

Then the third person turned to Yan Xian and smiled, screaming: "Let me come."

He swelled his arms and whipped up the gang and blew his breath.

The whirlwind of the whistling, spinning out of his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, it expands into a huge tornado.

The tornado is as high as ten feet, with large ends, small in the middle, and dark green. In the madness of the rotation, the wind is like a knife, and all the shadows along the way are swept in, and then easily smashed into pieces.

Soon, the scale of the army of the army has been cut by half.

Fang Yuan quickly rushed again to replenish the quantity.

"Brother, let you help you." The fourth place turned seven times and the singer snorted.

He held out his index finger and looked at the tornado.

In an instant, a mysterious fairy murder is launched, and the tornado changes to two, two to four. In the blink of an eye, four huge tornadoes raged in the battlefield! The force directly expands four times!

"This!!" Fang Yuan’s heart slammed again and felt bad.

At the beginning of the war, he was already slightly injured, and the blood was born, and he continued to drive the danger of destruction.

In the lineup of the other party, the ancient wild beast has not moved, the town has crushed the battlefield, and there are four of the nine celestial celestials, and each of them has made a seven-level squad, which is not a god-level sorcerer, but a sublime.

"Don't you say... these are not illusions?" As if falling into the abyss, Fang Yuan's heart sank.

Huh!

The screams of the wind, short effort, the loss of the army, even if the source continues to supplement.

The quality of the forceful shadow is still too low, and the number does not work in the face of the seven-turn killing.

I have never been unfavorable, and I have fallen into an embarrassing situation for the first time. I can no longer change the battle for Fang Yuan.

"No, my advantage is still there. At least I am consuming Xianyuan. I still have an advantage here. But the other person has more people, I am alone. This advantage is nothing. What should I do?" ”

The strength of the two sides is down, the gap is too big, and any tactics are pale and weak.

In fact, these mysterious celestial beings will not cooperate. Every time I start, I am out of the hand. If there is no such a sacred battlefield to kill the siege, Fang Yuan may be able to escape.

Unfortunately, the other party has been properly arranged, and Fangyuan lacks the means of ayu. How to get rid of it is a problem. What's more, we have to face four seven-turn, five-digit six-turned celestial joints, and the other old-aged beast, which is even more difficult to cross!

The situation is sinister.

In the past 500 years, the scene of being attacked by the right path is even more dangerous.

After all, at that time, there was no place for the ancient wilderness town!

Fang Yuan tried these celestial beings, but for the ancient wild beasts, he did not even have the temptation to think.

Fang Yuan relies on constantly urging me to kill and recruit.

After one after another, there is a sinister shot, and the imaginary shadow is almost annihilated. The army that has always been imposing, the lightnovelpub.net~, has not formed any rules.

"Don't I have to break down the sand here today?" The crisis of strong death shrouded Fang Yuan.

Seeking help is not a trick, in this battlefield killing, Fang Yuan Lianbao Huang Tian can not communicate.

But he still didn't give up.

In my mind, I felt like a flash of lightning. He suddenly thought: "No, I still have a chance!"

This line of life is not in the spring and autumn.

There is God's will in the Spring and Autumn Period, and God wants to do everything possible to eradicate Fangyuan. If you use the Spring and Autumn Period, you will find death directly.

This line of life lies in the upper pole eagle.

If Fang Yuan did not get the black pass before the real biography, at this moment, he is dead and dead. But now it is different, and there is still a glimmer of hope.

The upper pole eagle is also an ancient wild animal, but now it is a larva, so only the wild animal-level combat power.

However, in the true biography of the black, the self-owned sermons of the ancestral level can speed up the time of the celestial eagle and ripen it in a short time!

As a result, Fang Yuan has an eight-turn force.

It is also a good thing to go to the heavenly eagle or the Yudao Taikoo wild beast. It is able to enter and exit the cave. It will be nine days in the past, and it will be a great success if you penetrate this battlefield.

"Persevere! Persist to the top of the eagle to achieve eight turns!!" Fang Yuan thought of this, immediately change the tactics.

Ps: Two tonight, 8:15, 2nd. (To be continued. "This text is provided by the breaking update group @ch8296929 (典典汉纸)")