World of Cultivation

The third hundred and sixty-two, desperately, Awen

Hey brother sees sweat on his forehead.

Twelve questions in front of him, he unlocked five, stuck in the sixth question. The hourglass on the side, but there is no sign of a little bit stuck. Seeing that the sand on the upper layer of the hourglass is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, the sweat on the forehead of the brother is more dense.

He did not think that the battle of the prison of the beasts was a solution. The prosperous era of the magical era, the mid-end magic is popular, teamwork has long been mainstream. In the history of the demon, there has never been an era, as it is now focused on teamwork. It is the most popular practice to gather the power of the team to deconstruct the magic.

The enchanting temple of this road knows how to teach the students. The analysis of deconstruction is a must-have skill for every student. In order to temper these skills of the students, a rich sea of ​​questions is essential. In addition to those general-purpose seas, each magical palace has its own sea of ​​questions.

As a top student of the demon school, solving problems is a very familiar and good job for my brother.

However, his self-confidence, in front of the twelve questions on the battlefield, quickly shattered. In fact, when he encountered the third question, he began to sweat.

These topics are not unpopular. On the contrary, this should be the category in which every demon is familiar with anomalies.

Little magic!

Even if he is now the sixth question, it is still the topic of the little magic.

The little magic that you must learn to get started is even far away for your brother. Before he entered the magical palace, he had already completed the study of the little magic, how old?

Six years old? Seven years old?

Hey brothers have to remember clearly.

However, the simple and incomparable little demon, the subject involved, but let him feel a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of my heart. The subject of the other party's design is not unpopular, and the idea is not too strange. It is full of upright taste.

This made him feel more frustrated.

I was actually embarrassed by the upright little demon problem...

The face of my brother is a bit gray.

Compared with the nervousness of the elder brother, the onlookers outside are stunned.

There is no dazzling brilliance, no murderous momentum, no complicated changes in mystery...

The battle of imprisonment is actually just like a student, and only the elder brother can see the title. They can only stare at the number of sweats on the forehead of the elder brother.

The fire noodles were bored and complained: "What do you do? I thought I could see the big movements, and I was engaged for a long time, so boring! I knew so bored, I was tossing something."

"Don't worry." Thousands of streams had to comfort: "I will see it soon."

He did not expect that the battle of the barren beasts was actually a solution. Such a peaceful and peaceful battle of imprisonment has never been heard.

"That kid can't do it." The fire-faced man glanced at him and said coldly: "Outside the strong!"

Suddenly, the fire-faced people turned their minds and showed a smile of gloating: "Haha, there is a good show!"

"Good play?" The thousand streams did not react at all, and he was disappointed when he said the truth.

"You think, the little guys that the old guys have tutored, even the problem-solving is better than others. Isn’t it even more ugly on their face?" The fire-faced people are very proud: "Their set, the problem-solving is basic skills, basic skills are Can't compare with others, haha, is there more irony than this?"

With this in mind, the fire-faced people are like seeing the old guys with a strange face and a smile.

Thousands of streams reacted, and the fire noodles were right. The old guy and the little guys have one thing in common, and that is conceit. Conceited demon, all face. If the competition is defeated, there is no big problem, but if it is a problem, no matter whether it is an old guy or a little guy, it is absolutely unacceptable.

Thinking of this, thousands of streams can not help but start to look forward to some.

"Hah, that guy is out!" The fire noodle was very excited.

Recovering the thousand streams of the mind, the eyes fell on the field.

The prison battlefield is restored to its original state.

The elder brother lost his soul and stood still.

He failed.

In the mist, the two figures flickered.

The speed of Awen is slightly worse than that of Zuo Mo, and he is like a black lightning. The speed of the scorpion leopard is as good as that of Awen, full of explosive power, and every time it is slammed, it is like a thunder.

Everyone's face became dignified, and Shulong held the long shackles in his hand and prepared for support at any time.

The speed of both sides is very fast, even the people who have always advocated the fast-breaking Zhuqueying, all of them have changed slightly. Many people are secretly self-assessed in their hearts. If they are themselves, can they rush back and forth like this violent and sharp? Except for a very small number of people who can remain calm, most people are quite ugly.

They are not sure.

The rhythm is fast beyond imagination!

They stared at Aston's astounding figure. Is this still a cumbersome and slow camp? One person, one leopard, is like two black lightnings, chasing each other and entanglement. The sporadic spear can easily move in the void, or near or far, without any dead ends.

And the strength of the scorpion leopard is beyond the expectations of everyone, not only the speed does not fall, its power is stronger than Awen. With the fierce spear of the screaming sound, it smashed and smashed, and it was cold in the hearts of the people. If it was to be photographed, I was afraid that it would be smashed immediately.

Awen did not expect this scorpion leopard to be so difficult to deal with.

He doesn't know how much stronger than before, but he still can't take the leopard in front of him.

No, you must speed up the battle and you can't delay the speed of the team!

Now that I have just entered the fog, the monsters that wander in the depths of the fog are even more powerful. Even this leopard can't solve it. What should I do in the future? As soon as I thought about this, Awen’s momentum suddenly became violently murderous.

"Hey!" Xie Shan's face was amazed, and Ma Fan also showed a strange expression. They are extremely sensitive to the momentum and can clearly perceive the changes in Arvin.

In the dead!

boom!

The red spears turned into a red flame, wrapped in spearheads, and black helium entangled along the lances and drilled into the burning spear.

The scorpion leopard reveals a few retreats. It is smart and psychic. This team is too big, not that it can take advantage of it. And if it is injured here, not only can the prey not be robbed, even its own, it will become the prey of other sorrowful beasts.

It slowly receded.

Awen's eyes are dark and black, and the armor is swaying with black air.

The familiar feeling came, every time, when he decided to desperately in the duel, he would enter this strange state. The whole body is boiling, but the bottom of my heart is a cold. Being able to survive in so many brutal duels, this strange state is the magic weapon of his life.

This time, after Arvin entered the camp, he planned to fight for the first time.

The heart of the "Bitter Health" has passed through the bottom of my heart, and my eyes are getting deeper and deeper.

The black armor on his body is exquisite and light, like a stack of countless feathers, which is unique in the garrison. At this time, the black armor suddenly squirmed slowly, like a living thing, and everyone was shocked. Layers of fine metal, climbed up to Awen's face, covered with a layer of fine enamel.

Hey!

Continuous metal friction sounds, just like countless knives are continually drawn from the scabbard. Awen's black armor has a number of long scorpions, and the long scorpion is extremely thin and the edges are sharp. In an instant, the fierce and murderous spirits slammed open.

The bow is holding a spear and the legs are staggered.

Awen Yang's face, the black layer of the face layer is covered with delicate luster, and it is cold and cool.

The soul leopard smells a dangerous breath, and the more quickly it retreats, it disappears into the mist.

Just at this time, Awen’s black metal popped up and the metal trembled, and the power of the sea broke through the right arm, and the face under the armpit exhaled: “Kill!”

The black spear suddenly disappeared from his hand.

Snapped!

A slight break was heard from the depths of the mist.

Everyone is changing.

A Wen came upside down and his body was still out of reach. He was caught by a black armor, but it was arrived by Shulong.

Xie Shan's figure swayed, plunged into the mist, and returned after two breaths, adding a leopard to his hand. I saw that this scorpion leopard had an egg-sized hole in the forehead and pierced the entire forehead. The scorpion leopard in the hands of Xie Shan dissipated into a black gas at the speed visible to the naked eye.

Zuo Mo quickly ran to Shulong: "How?"

"Nothing big, just take off."

Zuo Mo only let go of his heart. He originally intended to let Awen test the strength of the scorpion leopard. I didn’t expect this guy to be handsome, but his character was just as fierce, and he had to kill the soul leopard.

Everyone was deeply shocked by Awen’s stunning blows, especially the Suzaku Camp, which had always been higher than the top, and was the most shocked. Their biggest impression of the Guards is the "Black and White Devils", and the personal combat effectiveness of the hard-working people is not strong in their view.

But today's performance of Arvin completely subverts their inherent impressions.

The original Weiying actually grew to this point!

Zuo Mo’s attention at this time was placed on the scorpion leopard that Xie Shan brought. The sorcerer's leopard disappeared, leaving only one palm and one bead.

The leopard's palm is covered with fine scales, which are extremely hard, and the five-inch sharp-pointed hook-shaped claws are the most conspicuous. The size of the beads is small and crystal clear. It is not a product at first glance. Right now, when they are not studying these things, Zuo Mo will throw them into the ring.

Suddenly, Zuo Mo suddenly looked up, his eyes sharp as a sword, pointing straight to the depths of the fog.

A few people in Xieshan were afraid that they would slow down and take a look. They looked up and looked at the fog in front of them.

A black tide spread rapidly from the depths of the fog at an alarming rate, and the place where it passed was turned into a black void. This black tide came very fast, and before the blink of an eye, it was in front of Zuo Mo and others. Like the endless void, swallowing everything.

The fog that is full of erosive power turns into nothingness.

Zuo Mo and his party, such as being in the void.

In the void, a towering giant sword is reflected in the eyes of everyone.

Xie Shan, who has stepped into Jindan, has no color, just like being screamed by the tail: "Sword meaning!"

Ma Fan Shulong and others, all face pale.

Zuo Mo seemed to be struck by lightning, his body suddenly froze, and he was dumbly whispering.

"Master brother..."