The thunderous warning was like a cold and bloody iron sword, piercing into the hearts of the two emperors. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info copy the URL to access the full text of the latest chapter

The two of them suddenly sat in a cold ice cellar, their minds lost themselves, they felt as if they were incarnated as small rats, completely played with by each other in the palm of their hands, when they wanted to kill, just gently pressed a toe and claw, they may immediately cut off the blood flow, turned into a blur of flesh and blood...

.. Walking back in front of Ling Ke, the young man's eyes moved down slightly, and the frightened face was reflected in the scattered pupils.

Sending the original wall of the Soul Pill into the body of its master, the young man's heart was as if he had finally unloaded the heavy mountain, and did not show too much other emotions, turned around, his body was mixed with the courage that gushed out, and he shot towards the gate of the fence that he had opened, and pulled out a long illusory afterimage behind him...

The terrified eyes have been watching the terrible enemy disappear, and Ling Ke, who trembled on the ground, was finally enveloped by a sense of security, he looked down at his abdomen, and clearly sensed that the spirit pill in his dantian was indeed running intact, and only then did he breathe a heavy sigh of relief, as if he had finally unloaded all the nervous burdens behind him, the tense nerves were completely relaxed, and his body was indeed like a suddenly broken bridge, with a bang, it fell to the ground, splashing a spark...

Walking on the bright star path illuminated by colorful lights, the young man's body walked forward like a firm, step by step, as if a majestic mountain was moving, revealing a solemn and unhurried temperament. (Novel)

Thousands of exclamations were accompanied by thunderous applause, constantly shaking his ears, as if ignoring everything around him, the young man walked slowly towards the dark doorway at the end of his sight, his delicate and handsome face and the image of cold and cool, faintly releasing the double contradiction of coldness and silence, and he was obsessed with the eyes of countless girls who were attracted by the hearts of countless fans.

Looking at that guy, in front of the world, he humiliated the huge gray hat, and buckled it above the reputation of his country, just like a loud slap in his face, and he had to forcibly endure all this, and he didn't dare to cross the thunder pool's resistance and anger, as the emperor of the first soul, he could only forcibly endure this great sense of shame, his fists were clenched in the wide sleeved robe, trembling slightly, and his cold eyes were cold, and he sent the figure of Qingxian away and gradually went away...

This is the first battle of the debut of the strong man of the warlike empire, and it is also the second head-on battle between the two countries that have always been inconsistent.

Just like a brilliant young man, at the same time that the War Spirit Empire was greatly brilliant, the guy who represented the first person who showed up on behalf of the Founding Spirit Empire ended up in a complete defeat, and his country's face was also covered with a layer of dirty shadows.

This competition determines the future development direction of Zihong and whether he can soar to the fate of Huang Tengda, he does not have any strength to reserve, and will do everything he can to win the final championship, so there is no need to worry about exposing his strength at all.

He waited for this moment to come, he has been prepared to endure all kinds of emotions for four years, and countless fighters like him, but also have the same arduous journey, on this stage that only focuses on strength, only to express himself, surpass himself, complete himself, and shock the world with strength, and everything that remains, whether it is danger or other negative things, will be conquered by success.

Taking advantage of this war, Wan Zihong's reputation shone brightly, and even caused a small earthquake in the entire continent, bringing a lot of reverence, and the ruthless and uncontrollable moves, and the image of the handsome Lang Li have become the object of imitation and worship by many people.

After finishing the only race of the day, Zihong left the arena alone and returned to the players' village to rest, recuperate and prepare for the next game.

At the same time, what made him more concerned was the game that was raised the day after tomorrow, which was the elimination battle between Mr. Hersha and the ghost.

Although he performed extremely perfectly today, not even the slightest Yihao did not deviate from the course of behavior he had set, although the effect was wonderful and perfect, but the result was not satisfactory to him.

The instant defeat of the opponent, the shock brought by the world really shocked the world, and he also paid a great price, that is, many people began to secretly warn themselves, no matter which game, they will face unimaginable difficulties that as long as they do their best to fight, the only way to deal with it is to fight.

The thing that made him feel lost and extremely annoyed was indeed this act of great value, and he didn't shock that guy in the end, but let that damn sinister woman take advantage of this opportunity to fan the flames for the ghosts, how dangerous will the next difficulty for the horror teacher be?

Maybe this is just his wishful thinking, maybe the ghost is not to be provoked, with the rapid increase in strength, the mind has already completed the transformation of rebirth, when he held the Danzhu in his hand and walked towards the eyes of countless people, the other party was just deliberately fooling him, but he was just paralyzing himself, even if there was no woman to make a move, it might not be able to change any substantive problems.

But no matter what kind of situation it is, things start to get mixed, people feel confused, the teenager can't figure it out, and he can't come up with a good way to deal with the distress and confusion, and he becomes the only character who sings the leading role in his mind.

A basin of cold water was lifted above his head with both hands, and it was poured down coldly, and the icy water quickly covered his head, and after it was completely wet, the cold showed off the heavy coiled green silk, drilled straight into the brain, and completely extinguished the hot brain bubble.

After a little calm, Zihong put down the basin and walked to the sofa tremblingly, and sat down heavily as if the skeleton of her whole body was scattered.

"Bang Bang Bang ... The sudden crisp knock on the door, like a secret knocking stick, slammed into the heart that had just calmed down, suddenly curled up, and then bounced violently, startled purple red, hated to jump up the sofa, and asked loudly: "Who is it?"

"It's me, please open the door. A familiar sound echoed outside the door, and the beautiful sound was like a stone smashing into the clear lake water, and suddenly splashed on the ground, and the lake in the young man's heart was a rippling ripple.

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