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There are only five people sent by the Northeast Temple this time, Liu Zhenzhen is determined not to complete the game, and the scepter sacrifice Lemaire is also a formality, so in fact, there are only three people who really participate in the competition, one is Mo'er, and the other is the disciple of Lord Zidan, Demichelis, Demichelis is still a young model------------ one hundred and fifty years old for the turtle man, it is indeed as tender as the morning dewdrops, and the last sacrifice is a young and short Orephine, who seems to be dragging his nose, He was an apprentice of an obscure soul priest in the Northeast Temple, and had actually earned the same title as his mentor.

The Orephine tribe is not all strong and huge macho men, this Orephine sacrifice is from the shortest of the elephant clan - Miss Elephant, he is one meter three tall, standing in front of his brother Mammoth Hercules Rodman, like a small grass growing on the edge of the thatched house, and his weight may not have reached the weight of a fat arm.

The young Orephine priest had a sensational name, and his name was Marx.

When Liu Zhenzhen heard this name, his back was cramping.

According to the traditional etiquette, the sacrifices of each system have to gather around the field, and the so-called "praise officials" are actually in the procession, seeing the lord at the first level, which is also to create a confident atmosphere for the young sacrifices who participated, seeing the king and the pope take the initiative to wave to themselves, no matter how cowardly the sacrifice of Beamon will burst out a little bloody.

The Tohoku Temple, a small lineup of sacrifices, paraded around the arena and waved to the spectators in the stands around it, causing a lot of good-natured laughter. In addition to the standard-bearer Liu Zhenzhen and the beautiful snake mentor, the four participating priests were old, small, and too short. Mo'er is only about one meter six meters tall, petite and exquisite, but more than a head taller than the other three sacrifices, not to mention the Divine Comedy shaman Liu Zhenzhen's shoulders against two frost snow puffs and a doll, it looks like a father who takes his son to the street to buy snacks more than a sacrifice ready to participate in the grand ceremony.

This kind of scene made a large number of Northeast sacrifices and Fei Leng Cui people who watched the ceremony in the box of the Northeast Province watch it, and they also feel a little heroic short-lived.

When it came to the start of the race, it was a different story.

After Liu Zhenzhen rang the gong at the opening of the game, he "teleported" back to the "shrinking the ground into inches" function of the box "Roaring Fury Necklace" before two minutes arrived, and Liu Zhenzhen got started very quickly.

Tutor Cui Beiqian had just come back and drank a sip of water at this time. Seeing Richard come back so soon, the beautiful snake tutor almost squirted out a mouthful of water.

"Knocked out your opponent so quickly? You kid doesn't know how to save some face for others, right? The beautiful snake tutor laughed.

The big voice of the protocol officer outside also shook the eardrums of everyone in the box with the help of the wind system amplification method position: "Richard, the war sacrifice from the Temple of Witherspoon in the northeastern province, is the first to be eliminated!" ”

"Eliminated?" All the sounds blew up the nest. It's all a little bit unbelievable.

"How is that possible!" The beautiful snake tutor wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and her delicate face was full of disbelief.

"It was I who abstained." Liu Zhenzhen put the three princes he was holding on his arms to his seat and shrugged his shoulders.

"I guess the opponent must be a chick. And he must be very handsome, and he is also scantily exposed, and he has a note stuffed for you. O'Neill viciously figured out the boss's thoughts, provoking a slap from Helen's boss.

"Don't mention it." Liu Zhenzhen himself found it a little funny, and his grouped opponent was a young priest from the military. Coincidentally, this young man actually had a relationship with Liu Zhenzhen———— when he rescued the Prince of the Far East in Mojing Canyon last year, this young man named Runi Di was still a wind language apprentice, and Liu Zhenzhen once had a relationship, but he didn't expect that this year was already a soul sacrifice.

"Why don't you fight him? This is a pet match. Boss, you have no reason to be afraid of him, is it possible that his demon pet is an evil-eyed tyrant? "Fei Luo was greatly disappointed, with the golden sign of the eldest young master's fruit to fight all over the Northeast invincible, plus the two twin princes, even if he met a dragon, he had to break his teeth before talking.

"Rooney, this young man is very persistent, although he knows how good I am, but he is still unwilling to give up the game, why damage the enthusiasm of a young priest, although young people have to suffer a little to grow, but appropriate praise is still needed, I eliminated him, he has to wait another year." Liu Zhenzhen sighed angrily: "Anyway, I don't expect to take the first place, and I was directly eliminated and pulled down." ”

"I think you're doing a good job, Richard." The beautiful snake tutor was stunned for a moment, and showed a smile to Liu Zhenzhen.

"Stop flattering me, dear mentor." Liu Zhenzhen scratched the corners of his mouth and smiled: "As soon as the genius has produced a scum like me who was eliminated in one game, you should feel sad." ”

"You should think about how to explain it to the Pope." There was a hint of complexity in the smile of the beautiful snake tutor.

"Confess? Need it? Don't need it? Liu Zhen sneered.

"Holy! My day! Come and see Mo'er! Nedved and Choi sat down on the steps and pointed to the southerly direction of the field, drawing everyone's eyes to it.

"What?" The priests of the Northeast Temple exclaimed in unison, including the beautiful snake mentor, and when they saw it for the first time, they almost fainted.

This apprentice of Lord Richard, a small wind whispering priest, is using a chain of lightning to chase his opponent, this lightning is first covered in a net, and then broken nine times in a row, and the priests of the Northeast Temple almost thought it was the "last elegy" ———— the "nebula chain lightning"!

The collective screams around the stands obviously confirmed the same fear———— the sacrifice competition was also deadly, it was really exaggerated!

But fortunately, this little girl of the butterfly clan is still flying alive in the sky, and the beautiful snake mentor's pale face has only grown a sigh of relief. The same exhalation rang out from the stands around him.

Of course, this situation will not occur unexpectedly, Mo'er's magic pet is the Gabriel Demon Butterfly, and if it is released, the world will be in chaos, so the knife will only choose to use magic to attack. After taking the Singing Crystal, Mo'er's instantaneous lightning was already at the level of a high-level demonic beast, plus the amplification of the Nine Serial Snake Beads, the Angel Twelve-tone Belt, the Four Heavenly King-level Demon Crystals, and the arms of the Burning Spirit Chain, not to mention advancing to the preliminary round, even winning the championship was expected by all the Fei Leng Cui people.

What made Nedved suddenly so strange was because Mo'er's opponent was wearing a cloak that covered his hair and most of his face, and the cloak was suddenly blown off under the strong wind from the lightning arc. It is a very beautiful Chikein beauty sacrifice!

This is a very sweet-looking female chicken man, with a very delicate face, a little bit of food, and a little green because of malnutrition. It doesn't seem to be fully developed, but it's definitely a full beauty embryo, and she obviously belongs to the pheasant family. With colorful and beautiful long hair, she knew at a glance that it was a folk sacrifice, because she was not wearing a sacrificial robe that represented the rank, but only a long cloak that was a little old, but clean and refreshing. If it weren't for the ancient bronze Medusa badge pinned to her chest, she would have been mistaken by most of Beamon for a high-ranking nobleman who was the best forbidden ———— the Chekein clan was born a prostitute, and her status in Beamon was like a musk man born a slave, such a lowly ethnic group. Since the day he was deprived of his identity, he has never had a sacrifice, and he is afraid that he will not dare to think about such a dream!

I really don't know how this Chikeyin little beauty passed the registration, if the examiner is stricter, I am afraid that as soon as the knife reveals his identity, he will be beaten out on the spot.

Chikin has no dignity, as long as any of the great nobles here are willing, after the game, this Chikin beauty sacrifice will be reduced to a doll of the nobles because the chicken clan is a natural prostitute in the Bimon Kingdom———— provided that the temple cannot recognize the official identity of this Chikin beauty sacrifice.

The squinting eyes in the stands were hot, and there were definitely not a few nobles who had such thoughts.

However, the magic pet of this folk beauty sacrifice is a "flame alligator turtle", which can instantly send out three flame arrows, which belongs to the second-rate goods in the middle-level warcraft, and it is not easy for the folk sacrifice to have such a good magic pet.

This Chikin beauty sacrifice is far more than this peculiarity, her "Flame Snapping Turtle" actually has three heads, and it can use nine "Flame Arrows" to surprise opponents at the same time, which is really rare! This kind of "Flame Snapping Head Turtle" with two more heads can no longer be regarded as a third-rate product color in the mid-level Warcraft, it definitely belongs to the best goods in the middle-level Warcraft, and it is even more practical than some high-level Warcraft!

Many people are amazed, the three-headed monster, except for some specific varieties like Chimera, are generally mutated in the embryo, Qi rate is one in ten thousand, so low that it can't be lower, this folk sacrifice can have such strength, it is really amazing, just rush this three-headed flame turtle, the temple will never let go of this outstanding strength of the folk sacrifice, in exchange for the sacrifice competition in previous years, the young sacrifice can have this grade of magic pet, and winning the first year of the young sacrifice crown is as easy as pinching a snail with ten fingers.

This year's situation is not as usual, even if the "flame three-headed snapping turtle" sacrificed by this folk beauty is powerful enough, but it is still impossible to block Mo'er's lightning attack, Mo'er, who has taken the "Blue Blood Danqing", the mana purity is much higher than that of the monster, and the power of each lightning is extremely strong, fortunately, this is a game, so a few lightning bolts released by Mo'er, but all the excess attack waves chose to split ten yards on the side of the three-headed snapping turtle, and the arc flickered and swam, and the granite on the ground burst for a while, If it was a battle, Mo'er would have been able to inflict a heavy blow on this "three-headed flame alligator turtle".

A lightning shield released at random from her four Heavenly King-level magic crystals also hit Beamon of all points of view———— and it was sixteen lightning shields!

It stands to reason that when it comes to this point, no matter who is Mo'er's opponent. Ten of them will abstain because of the disparity in strength.

Seeing that the little beauty of the butterfly clan was so menacing, she actually took out two copper Medusa badges with extremely rough workmanship from her arms, and released two "flaming alligator turtles" again. Each flame turtle was covered in red hair, with huge shells and wrinkled scales, and three hideous crocodile heads on the ground.

The three "three-headed flame alligator-headed turtles" took heavy steps together, forming a small battle formation, and eighteen huge eye bubbles without eyelid membranes were aimed at the flying Mo'er in the sky, and in the crocodile kisses with nine fangs, a string of sparks mixed with the smell of black smoke and sulfur erupted from time to time.

There are surprises every year, especially this year.

First, a butterfly sacrifice that had just returned to the motherland could unleash a lightning attack, and then there was a Chikin sacrifice that was too rare to be rare. Then there were three mutated demonic beasts that were difficult to survive. And it's more than one, it's a whole triplet!!

It's amazing!

The three-life demon pet, which can be completely equal to the number of demon pets of the god of war Kampas, actually appeared in the hands of a folk sacrifice for the first time in the history of Beamon! This is something that can be met but not sought. Only oviparous triplets can become demon pets, viviparous demonic beasts do not have this qualification, and there is a chance that an oviparous demonic beast will have triplets. It couldn't be lower!

So many coincidences can actually be bumped into!

The huge air pump caused the air in the entire arena to shrink violently, sending out a howling hurricane.

"Kampas!" Liu Zhenzhen stared at this Chikeyin beauty sacrifice, as if he was looking at the rare three-life demon pet, and as if he was admiring the small waist and slender legs of this chicken beauty, no one knew what he was admiring.

Mo'erdi's nine consecutive lightning bolts have finally met a fierce enemy. The three flame alligator turtles, a total of twenty-seven flame arrows, fluttered continuously, taking advantage of the gap of lightning fission, and finally resisted Mo'er's attack.

If it's a quick hit. The three flame alligator turtles may not be able to resist Mo'er's instantaneous lightning, and they may not be able to drag it out, this is just that Mo'er wants to try the ability of these three flame turtles, so she has been controlling the rhythm of the game, as the first mage of Fei Lengcui, Mo'er still has a lot of things at the bottom of the box that have not been taken out, her angel twelve-tone scale belt, can add twelve negative effects to the magic attack at one time, and can also be divided into twelve attack waves to bless the negative effects, Mo'er is eager to find a chance to try.

Almost all the priests in the entire arena stopped their games and looked stupidly at Mo'er, who was competing with the "rocket shooting" of the three flame turtles.

At this time, no one thought about why this young butterfly beauty didn't use the magic pet anymore, and only the only thing left was to be stupid.

Not all the priests have stopped the competition at hand, and the two priests are still in a remote corner, ending their battles, maybe the location is relatively remote, or maybe everyone's eyes are attracted, so almost no one is paying attention to what these two sacrifices are doing———— these two sacrifices did not use magic pets, but chose magic attacks, but they are not as eye-catching as Mo'er did, and they are not as eye-catching as the Kikin beauty sacrifice.

"That's your brother and sister, right?" Liu Zhenzhen pointed to the two slender figures in a remote corner and asked Gotani.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The Swan Lady Knight smiled faintly: "The two of them are my treasures. ”

Liu Zhenzhen pursed his lips and smiled.

"You'd better give up." Mo'er's voice in the air pulled everyone's wandering thoughts back into their heads again.

"Never!" The voice of the Chekein beauty sacrifice was as sweet as a knife man, and there was also stubbornness and unwillingness in this voice.

"Open your eyes." Mo'er smiled, chanted a strange spell, and waved her hand to shine a golden light.

Under a blazing aura erupting from the fingers of the blood jade wrench, a giant stone man as majestic as a god and as obscene as a beggar stood in the arena, plus a large pile of rocks, whether it was a stone man or a rock, they all showed a shiny reflection in some parts, which was very weird.

"Oh God!" The surrounding stands were overturned, and the timid and cowardly Beamon fainted directly. On the throne of the main stand, both His Majesty the King and His Holiness the Pope all stood up "Teng", their pupils glaring to the limit.

In the blood jade wrench that Liu Zhenzhen gave to Mo'er, there was originally a Yunqin patch gold man and a pile of scrap copper.

In the battle of the Scorched Salt Swamp, under the Flame Emperor's monstrous magic forbidden spell "Meteorite Waterfall", the two Yun Qin Jin people in the blood jade wrench fingers given to one were bypassed by the obsidian magma waterfall, this obsidian magma has a very good attachment ability after cooling, and it is also very hard, poured on the body of the Jin man, after cooling, although the condensed stone shell is not very uniform, it looks very unattractive, but it is undeniable that the Jin man is much harder than before, and the Jin man who has been repaired by the Tifeng giants with welding method is wrapped in a layer of stone shell, There is a little bit of invulnerability, although the stone shell of the joint part will peel off as soon as it moves, but most of the covered stone helmets can still give some good protection to the troubled golden people, so Liu Zhenzhen asked Mo'er to go to the scorched salt swamp by himself, threw the golden people in the wrench into the magma, and then quickly put them away, and also plated a layer of stone shell.

The little beauty of the Chikin tribe was completely desperate, she was too small in front of a huge stone golem twelve meters high.

Some people always say that I write wordy, in fact, I didn't mean to do this, since I am writing about a country, a race, the so-called sense of historical weight is indispensable, after all, they are all intelligent creatures, not only a powerful, or an understanding person.

Maybe I didn't show it, sorry.