Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

A group of women suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

There was crying and crying in tears.

But at this time, no one can help them.

Everyone went out silently.

At this time, Jun Aohan collected the ball.

Ye Qingli's excited eyes shined.

"Hello, did you just make a ghost?"

"Do you think there are others?"

"What kind of stuff are you, so powerful?"

Ye Qingli wanted to take it in excitement.

"Actually so heavy?"

Her arm fell down.

Not picked up at all.

"Your cultivation is not enough."

"Oh, the cultivation base is amazing."

"Is this a black weapon? A spirit weapon?"

Ye Qingli guessed.

"It's a magic weapon."

Jun Aohan was expressionless.

"This is what I usually use to practice. It can be increased up to 180 times."

"Ok……"

Ye Qingli was speechless.

This guy is really a monster.

One hundred and eighty times, it is estimated that in her case, her bones will be crushed.

Moreover, this guy actually has a magic weapon!

This is a very powerful existence!

One level higher than the magic weapon!

Even if the whole Fengling continent, there are probably not many magic tools?

There are still many secrets in this man.

The third round of the game is also over, and the rest of them are about to make their final match.

Many people had the opportunity to break into the last level.

However, they provoke someone who shouldn't provoke.

As a result, this opportunity was lost in vain.

Until they were out in the dark, they did not want to understand what was the reason for their out.

On the last day, all the remaining 100 people gathered in the main square.

Today's grand square has been specially arranged.

One tower after another was built.

Yan Feng Qing stood at the center and said with a throat: "Today, we will have the last showdown. This time the comparison project is-indiscriminate attack!"

"No restrictions, as long as you can knock the opponent off the stage, even if you win! Then, you can enter the next round!"

"Okay, now we draw lots!"

Bi Xuan folded his hands together and said, "Don't let me draw a bad sign."

Everyone prayed quickly.

Then, Yan Fengqing began to draw lots.

Of course, the original number plate is still used.

"Three hundred eighty-three, seven hundred and twenty-six!"

"it's me!"

Bi Xuan exclaimed excitedly.

"My opponent is the waste wood from Nangong Chen! Haha, I am relieved this time!"

He jumped three feet high.

Nan Yusheng, Feng Long, and Xiao Qi, all of them also got a good pick.

Bi Xuan said: "Sister Qingli, our signings are good, it's up to you now. We must advance together!"

Jun Aohan slightly closed his eyes and didn't take the lottery at all seriously.

Anyway, no matter who draws, he can still win.

"Six hundred and sixty-six, yes ..."

Hearing his number, Ye Qingli looked up.

It was an old man who pulled out Ye Qingli's number plate.

He read it out loud.

"No. 138!"

"Wow!"

There was an uproar around!

This number is Lin Rou!

The most famous talented girl and beauty in the sunset city, Miss Lin, has met Ye Qingli, the most popular in the near future!

There will be a good show this time!

Everyone started to get excited.

This is really a strong encounter!