Shangguan Yunye looked at the woman's eyes, his heart shook slightly, and he quickly said: "Today's game is a sacred game, no matter what happened between us in the past, please Miss Murong can take a serious shot next, treat this game, we fight fairly!"

Murong Qingwu looked at Shangguan Yunye's eyes, and passed silently, there must be such a thing between us, in fact, you don't have to work so hard at all, I will also get the map of the Ziyun Relic Mansion for you.

It was precisely because of this map that one of her hearts hurt.

Shangguan Yunye also looked at her eyes, his eyes were extremely firm.

Ye Bingyi looked at the atmosphere between the two, and intuitively felt that the relationship between her brother and Miss Murong should not be simple, she took a step forward to break this embarrassment, and said: "No one will be polite today, it is the fairest game, let's start." ”

Murong Qingwu blinked slightly, then his eyes gradually became calm, and he said lightly, "Okay." ”

Then, Murong Qingwu led the students of the Dragon King Academy to start standing up.

Formed a formation.

Ye Bingyi looked at their swaying figures back and forth and the formation they put down, and her eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, wait, this is not ......

How could it be such a coincidence?

The formation used by the people of their Dragon King Academy is actually the formation in the secret method of the Night Clan!

These days, she has seen more other formations in her spare time.

Therefore, for this Night Clan formation laid out by the Dragon King Academy, she has mastered all those mysteries, so didn't the other party send it to her today?

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Ye Bingyi's eyes looked at the person through the crowd.

Then she seemed to see the man in the crowd suddenly and quietly leave.

His back was still as tall and long as before, but today it was extra heavy.

Ye Bingyi wondered slightly, could it be that he helped them, but why did he do this?

If not, that's a coincidence.

Ye Bingyi also snorted softly, and the people on this side of the Colorful Wing Academy immediately began to unfold the arrangement.

Several people's bodies were neat and all set off, and the movements were simply too neat, with a sense of strength, like warriors.

Murong Qingwu's eyes on the opposite side changed slightly.

They didn't feel any pressure just now.

But as soon as the other party moved, they felt a pressure.

Seeing such neat movements of Caiyi Academy, as if they had practiced thousands of times in private, Murong Qingwu's heart shook slightly, and then he also began to take this game seriously.

Ye said that if she wants her to be serious, then she has to listen to him.

Whatever he said, she would obey.

There was an exclamation from the audience.

"The Illusory Dream Realm is up to the Seventh Order! Miss Murong is actually the Seventh Order of the Illusory Dream Realm!"

Murong Qingwu is just a woman, she can be so powerful, no wonder she is ranked below Ye Jinlan and Di Haotian, she is really powerful.

Dugu Qingfeng, the brothers of the eldest prince of Murong, also quickly released the spiritual power on their bodies, and both sides all unleashed their true skills.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

On the stage, the sound of countless explosions sounded one after another, boom-

The atmosphere on the stage is constantly changing.

The formations laid out by the two sides also began to produce a huge sensation.

A stream of purple lightning slashed down from the Colorful Wing Academy's night ice above their heads.

It was the air flow condensed from the constant bombardment of both of them.