Chapter Forty-Three: The Black Fog That Takes Shape

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All the spectators did not have the same reaction as him, and the disgust calmed down again, and there was silence all around, and countless pairs of eyes with light suddenly stared at the purple red, and the desire to cause a sensation again, the eyes were projected, and fell on the lonely body, making it immediately feel a cold feeling.

Suddenly, the eyeballs on the field changed drastically, and the pupils shrank into pinholes, and the facial expressions of these people also changed to a certain shape that was extremely exaggerated!

Hei Yan, who was slightly teasing below, was also shocked by the change in the figure of the young man in his eyes, and his expanding face suddenly contracted and condensed, as if carved out of a stone.

"How is it possible, what the hell is this guy?" he said in shock as he looked at the dark mist.

The way of the purple red pedaling platform, which is different from others, has reached an unprecedented miracle level, the figure did not leave the ground, and indeed turned into a pitch-black smoke ball, which broke out in the black, which was darker than the dark clouds, as if there was a black light, and compared the sunshine to the drama.

Shocked countless eyes, monotonously staring at this black mist, turning from the ground to the sky, watching it drift up so slowly, it is indeed the speed of the instantaneous eye, it has drifted to the high platform, and it is actually faster than the speed of the little princess.

The dark black mist floated on the table, and then transformed into a **** shape, and the black quietly faded, turning back into the ordinary face of the teenager and the perfect body as before.

The feeling of shock once again pulled 10,000 people back into the extreme quiet, and then the silence was extremely vivid, the sound wave was like the sea pouring into the earth, and the sound of the scream was like a mountain falling, and the momentum was straight above the sky, and the shocking tide caused by the little princess before was completely swallowed up without a trace.

"How can there be such a monster in the world?" Looking at the returning young man, the little princess looked a little sluggish, and the beautiful mood just now quickly descended from the altar, and the cold feeling covered her heart, her body was like a layer of ice, and she suddenly felt cold, like a sharp stick with more than 30,000 hairs frozen to a straight end.

When the wave of tsunami-like shocking reactions passed, the venue returned to normal calm again, the game officially began, the bell rang in the sky, and everyone's mind was brought back to reality, and the next game became the only focus of attention for everyone.

Looking at the other party in front of him, his dark face revealed a strong temperament like a hard stone, his back arms with bare black sleeves, green tendons beating like snakes, and solid muscles like a solid stone.

The second-order seventh-level spirit sorcerer is the basic strength of this player called Huck, but Zihong really doesn't think so, looking at the background through the appearance, and looking at the plain face, he feels the extraordinary strength of the opponent.

As expected, the man screamed, and the flames on his body quickly covered his body, like the grassland where Tengteng Ye was burning, as if there was an endless supply of fuel, pushing the fireworks on his body, rising to the sky, and erupting towards the burning prairie bear.

In this scorching momentum, with a sharp force, this feeling is very familiar to Zihong, because he was originally a warrior master, and he is a magical warrior genius who has grown up through countless adventures, and has extraordinary combat experience and means, and he is extremely clear and thorough about this kind of aura that exudes a threatening flavor once it erupts.

As long as the feeling is correct, the next response will be relatively easy. Because he is not an ordinary magician, but only knows alchemy, he is indeed weak in battle.