The Legend of the Dragon King

Obviously, no one likes Tang Danglin and the dragon leap is powerful. In everyone's eyes, it is impossible to lose the game.

Six rings! It's a six-circle soul emperor, and it has the blood of eight dragon kings, the mountain dragon kings.

The end time of the Double Dragon War was the selling point for more gambling companies, and winning and losing suspense seemed to have been resolved the moment they entered the final.

However, few star Royal Nationals think this is a glorious thing, Don Danglin, 15 years old! Go to the finals. This has never been the case in the history of the Continental Youth Senior Sorcerer Elite Competition.

Sitting on the bed, Tang Dynasty Lin's spirit is completely focused on the inside of his body, the air and blood rush, the light golden blood breath and the milky white Xuantian Gong soul power converge as gentle as the Yangtze River, the whole human body penetrates.

It's finally the finals. Tomorrow, it's the final showdown, and I finally have to face the dragon leap. This battle has to do with ultimate collision and victory, and he has abandoned all his minds at this time. Whatever the outcome, do your best.

Since the completion of Wu Soul's second evolution, Blue Silver has been transformed into Blue Silver Emperor, his cultivation can be said to be a thousand miles a day, much faster than before. Soul power just broke level 42 yesterday. After the fortieth level, the spiritual strength of the spiritual master will be significantly reduced, so quickly upgraded to the first level, something that was previously completely unimaginable.

According to this practice, in up to two years, he is sure to reach the five-ring King of Souls level, and the 17-year-old King of Souls is definitely very good at Shrek.

Tomorrow's game is about to begin. Tang Mailin has not been overly nervous and has not relaxed himself, although he is well aware that the end result will probably not be too good, and the gap in absolute strength makes it very difficult for him to win. But he still has to do his best, whatever the end result is, just do his best.

Take every moment to lift yourself up and make yourself stronger. The dance teacher never showed up and didn't give them any pointers. If he didn't care at first, then now Dance Lin has understood that Dance Teachers don't show up not to care about them, but to give them the opportunity to exercise completely. Let them make their own decisions.

Dad once said that the only person in a person's life who can count on and can be trusted is himself. Now, it should be said that it is only its own strength.

Don't rely on anyone! Only if you're strong, you're really strong.

Ye Xinglan lay on the bed, her beautiful face was white, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she frowned from time to time. Her breath was obviously a little weak, which was the phenomenon of bloodletting.

Xu Kazhi sat beside the bed and looked at her worried.

She finally fell ill, precisely because of her own failure. If he hadn't been with her at the time and treated her promptly, he didn't know what was going to happen.

Xinglan, you are too strong! Wonderful win.

Xu Kazhi lifted her fat hand with a meat pit and gently landed on Ye Xingran's forehead. She felt the temperature that she had gradually dropped. She gently caressed her hair twice.

You're the only one who can calm down. Sister Xinglan, you need to get better soon! I'm just too cowardly, but anyway, next time, I'll never let you hurt yourself so much again.

Xie was the only one who didn't rest or practice, and he was standing on the balcony with his arms on the balcony railing to support his body. Feel the night breeze blowing through your body with a faint smile at the corner of your mouth.

It feels so relaxing and pleasant. This feeling is what a sensitive psychic should have. Freedom is the root cause of sensitivity.

On that day, Hara Eun Yuehui brought him back. He woke up after a night's sleep. Then he felt as if he had changed his bones. The whole person had become different. He grabbed that feeling of sublimation, and over the last few days, he's changing all the time, his mind is changing, his strength is changing.

He finally figured out why all he could manipulate before was a single person, just because he was too nervous, not free enough, not relaxed enough. What you need is awareness, not tension and restraint.

Yuan Eun, wait, I will definitely become stronger than you! One day, I'll be a prince in a golden coat in front of you, marrying you as my bride.

Original Evening Fai practiced in silence in the room, she has always been diligent, even talented, has never influenced her diligence. Only she herself knew that her training was not really fast and that the two top spirits, though powerful, were not united or even mutually exclusive. It is necessary to reconcile them perfectly in order for them to evolve into continuous progress.

She always tried, because she had to be strong enough to let her do it, the thing that haunted her soul.

She was fortunate to have so many powerful partners around her, without whom she would not know exactly how far she had reached among her peers. It is precisely because of them that they are able to begin the production of the Spiritual Metal Armor. In the near future, it is time to go back when you have reached the level you want.

Xu Xiaoyi fell asleep beside the bed. Le Zhengyu was awake, and he stood beside him and looked at the small words lying beside the bed. His eyes were full of tenderness.

Ever since he was wounded that day, she has been taking care of him. There was nothing more said between the two of them. Everything seemed very natural and casual, but it was this nature and casuality that made Le Zhengyu feel warm.

He was born into a highly hierarchical family, with strict hierarchies as to whether the blood of the family was pure or not, or even of which vein. He was fortunate to be the future heir of the main vein and the little master of the family. Ever since he was a kid, he grew up with countless cares and envies, and, of course, more jealousy. But he never cared, and he always thought that I was me, and I was the representative of the Holy Angel family.

It was not until he came to Shrek College that he began to realize that he was not the most powerful of his peers, and that the divine angel's soul, though strong, had not yet reached its ultimate. There is still a long way to go from the real strong.

When he was in the family, he was always surrounded by stars, and even when he was only 10 years old, the family brought some door-to-door girls to play with him and let him find his favorite one.

But the more rebellious he was, the more he didn't like it. Especially the girls who do it deliberately to get close to themselves. Some pretend to be cold, some pretend to be gentle, and some pretend to be gentle. And all that, in his eyes, was just acting.

So, he offered to go to Shrek College to get rid of the family bondage, and he wanted to see the outside world, to see how beautiful the fireworks were in the outside world.

He came to Shrek, and he met the people around him. Original Night Fai, stronger than him, and lower first grade, beat Tang Danlin and Ancient Moon, who had no choice.

He began to realize his shortcomings and to learn to work hard. He worked harder than anyone to stay out of the way. However, the age of fifteen, precisely the age of youth development, he was also aware of the girls around him.

Shrek College is full of beautiful women, and some of his classmates are interested in him. After all, he is a noble and powerful man.

But he couldn't see.

Knowing this time out, he gradually discovered that he had an extra figure in his heart. That figure was blurry, and at first he didn't even know who she was.

Until this trauma, when he was in a coma, he heard a whimpering voice calling to himself. In his sobriety, he was always surrounded by her figure.

His closed heart began to warm up, and he loved the feeling of being cared for. Even though his body was fine, he was still lying in bed, not telling her that he was well.

Because he knew that if she was well, she would have no reason to stay with herself and be able to watch her all the time when she was awake.

Raised her hand and gently touched her head, she was a little grumpy, all for him.

He quietly stepped out of the bed and gently lifted her up, placing her carefully on his bed. She was obviously tired, so she slept well. Didn't wake up.