Shen Yin Wang Zuo

There are ninety-five of us in the race today, and one is destined to take turns. And luck is always part of strength. After this round, forty-eight will enter the third round, followed by the elimination round until the final top three are decided.

There are two choices for the first three players, one is to end the match with all points normally earned before, and the other is to enter the loop. You will receive 10 extra points for each win. There are three games in total, and if someone wins two other opponents at the same time and gets the final first, they will receive an extra 20 points.

At the beginning of the match, the light of choice first appeared, and one fell on the members of the Dawn Hunters of Light.

This morning, the Dawn Hunting Demons have all taken off their capes and chosen the lighting spot, which is certainly Tse 'er.

Another light of choice seemed to fall by chance in the Temple of Assassins not far away, and the chosen one, the chief elder of the Temple of Assassins, was Xue Zhisheng, who had twelve airspace.

Tse's beautiful face immediately became strange. Not long ago, she had just fought Xue Zhisheng once. Although she ultimately did not decide to win or lose, she forced Xue Zhisheng to admit defeat by relying on the realm of skill Shengshi Lotus. Unexpectedly, she was about to face the assassin, the chief elder of the Temple.

Her figure flashed, she had entered the site, but before Tse was ready to do it, Xue Zhisheng did not even walk into the site, his old voice had echoed in the site.

“I'm losing. ”

The words can't help but stir up the audience.

Xue Zhisheng is an old staple of the Assassin Temple and currently the first master in the true meaning of the Assassin Temple. Though his rank is not as horrible as legendary and powerful Chen Zibian. But it is also a lifetime higher than the Holy Month. He left without a fight and did not even enter the venue. What's going on here?

Li Zhengzheng finally couldn't bear to say, "Mr. President, this is a temple competition, not a children's play. Yesterday, the Lord of Sanshui Temple admitted defeat, and today, the Assassin Temple, Elder Xue Zhisheng, admitted defeat. They are all the strongest men in their temples. If this happens all the time in the next competition, what is the significance of the selection of our Temple contest? ”

On the VIP platform of the Knight Temple, the voice of Chen Zibing came, “Lord Li has made sense, Sanshui and Elder Xue, giving up the competition needs an explanation. ”

Granny Sanshui has always been fearless in heaven and earth. She snorted coldly and said to Zhengzheng Li: “Master Li, you seem to be too wide in control. I have only one reason to lose, I am not Chen Cher's opponent. She's my granddaughter, and we've fought privately. That's all. ”

Xue Zhisheng bluntly said: “My situation is the same as that of Sanshui. I tried it once a while ago with Miss Tsaier, and I lost. Don't want to humiliate yourself again and admit to losing. Mr. President, is that a good reason? ”

As contemporary strong people, their faces are sometimes more important than their lives. Granny Mizumi and Xue Zhisheng, respectively, said they were not rivals of Chen Cherry and Tse 'er, and suddenly caused another scene of noise. The dawn hunters, who had already received great attention, suddenly climbed to the tip of the gutter again. Granny Mizumi is better. After all, she just broke through the ninth order shortly after. Xue Zhisheng is the strongest assassin in the Temple. She has a powerful twelve airspace! He also said that he could not resist the members of the Dawn of Light Hunting Regiment. At one point, Dawn of Light was instantly elevated to unprecedented heights.

Li Zheng's face was obviously a little blue, but he couldn't say anything. This mute loses what he's eaten.

"In that case, the game continues," said Chen Zitang. If there is a further burden recognition, it must be explained. Otherwise, a portion of the Temple Points will be deducted. ”

Surprisingly, one of today's second choices was to select the Dawn of Light Demons again, this time targeting Wang Yuanyuan.

Another light of choice fell into the Mage Temple Front, picking out Tammaru, who was fortunate enough to win yesterday.

After all, Tan Maru is still young, and her cultivation is definitely ranked second among Magic Temple contestants. Yesterday in World War I, with some special magic passed down by Li Zhengzheng, he finally won the opponent and entered the second round.

Wang Yuan was dressed in a white dress today. She cut her hair short and was even more upbeat. The long figure was just a bounce and entered the venue in a beautiful position. If you look closely, you will discover that Wang Yuan's eyes are distinct from those of the past, and his eyes are actually slightly pink.

In the face of Wang Yuanyuan, who was clearly younger than himself, Tan Maru's eyes revealed a bit of stubbornness. How can a man of dawn be so powerful at his age? I have to beat her.

Tan Wan, dressed in a blue robe, the back of the spiritual wing opened for the first time, the spiritual wing beat, pushed herself into the air, the shape rotated in the air, and suddenly, countless tiny blue wind blades were released by her.

The crisp spell sings like a storm, and the green light mirrors the half-color of the trial site.

Those tiny blue wind blades began to change strangely. They circled around Tan Wan's body and became faster and faster, and more green light was rapidly separating from Tan Wan's body.

Wang Yuan also moved, did not release the spiritual wing, but walked towards Tan Wan that step by step. Her head rose slightly and her pink eyes gradually deepened, turning dark red. It looked a little weird and depressing. As if blood could drip from her eyes at any moment.

The Guild Grand Trial Site is active and wide-ranging. At Wang Yuan's current speed, I'm afraid it will take a half minute to get close to Tan Wan. But she didn't seem anxious at all, just to let Tan Wan do the magic.

On the side of the Temple of Magic, Li Zheng's face became even more ugly. Wang Yuan hasn't made a move yet, but since her performance in the battle yesterday, Li Zheng Zheng knows that this is also a nine-ranked strong man.

Yesterday Wang Yuan's opponent was a knight, who was defeated by Wang Yuan with the power of powerful space after less than two minutes. At that time, Wang Yuan launched an attack as soon as he arrived, much less today. She did this pie, obviously to the Temple of Magic.

What about the ninth order? The magic I created, really powerful, even in the ninth order, doesn't necessarily win.

Li Zheng's eyes glistened cold and his subconscious gaze looked at the dragon morning sitting in the Knight Temple Participant Area.

Dragon Hao appeared calm, sitting there, still exuded his characteristic and temperament. Like an ordinary young man. But Li Jingzheng was deeply aware that such a young man had greatly influenced his plan.

The sound of Tan Wan chanting the spell has begun to become more and more elevated, such a way of chanting is extremely rare, because the magic spell can not be wrong on a single scale in the process of chanting. The speed of chanting is also limited. Rapid singing like her is likely to cause magic to fail. And the spell she sang seems to be quite different from the normal magic spell.

This spell was originally created by Li Zhengzheng. As the finest genius of the Temple of Magic for nearly a thousand years, Li Zhengzheng combined some of the spells of the ancient elves and combined with his own understanding to create a special set of magical spells to sing. At first, he accepted Tan Wan as an apprentice because Tan Wan was able to understand the spell.

That tiny wind blade has turned blue around Tan Wan's body, completely covering her body, can't see clearly. The wind blade does not increase after it reaches a certain number, but the turquoise color becomes brighter and brighter.

Hidden can see, around those wind blades, there is even blue electric light. And Tan Wan's spell is almost too high.

“Ah -” just as Wang Yuan walked into Tan Wan's front 50 meters, Tan Wan's mouth made a high scream, and suddenly, the blue wind blades around her suddenly buzzed, then turned into a three-meter diameter, five-meter high tornado swept out and flew straight to Wang Yuan.

Everyone can see that this is definitely not an ordinary tornado, then every tiny wind blade has the power of spirituality! After singing the spell, Tan Wan had fallen from the sky, her face pale, her body swayed and she almost fell to the ground. As you can see, this magic has almost consumed all of her spiritual power.

Even Tan Wan herself did not expect to be able to complete this magic completely. Her greatest characteristic of this magic is to attack the whole defense. If the enemy attacks her during the singing process, the wind blade that has appeared will protect herself and attack the enemy, and her spell can continue to sing until the other party breaks the magic.

This is already the magic of the curse level, she is proud of Tammaru's eight order cultivation and the imposition of such a wind-style curse without any equipment. Li Zhengzheng gave this magic a very hegemonic name, called: Bi Fang Huang Quan. Both monopolies and mass assaults are extremely destructive.

From the magic of Tan Wan, we can see what Li Zheng is capable of. It is very difficult for a sibling wizard to use such horrible magic!

Faced with Bi Fang Huang Quan, Wang Yuan stopped walking, she made a motion that was confusing to everyone, her right hand raised, index finger, middle finger, and unnamed finger touched the brow heart position, while closing her bloody eyes.

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Seventh and final. Actually, it should be double by the end of the month. So, don't be so cruel at the beginning of the month... you three brothers can't handle it. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)