Mo Xiaozao tried ten times that day, and he barely had a thin shell of hair, because it was condensed using ghost qi, with a unique black color. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After that time, Mo Xiaozao quickly figured out how to condense, not the compression she had at the beginning, but the control of her consciousness at the moment of release.

Exhausted all her qi, she lay limp on the bed, not forgetting to take out the paper and study her words. In this way, one day was completely used by her for cultivation.

Her first day of competition, and the first of all competitions, was behind Boundy, leaving where they were.

After walking for a long time, through the gradually brightening passage, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to block the daylight.

Cheers and shouts rang out all around, and her blood came alive because of these shouts, and even more so knowing what Quirrell had done, she knew that she must not fall in such a place, and she looked at her opponent.

It was a tall man, covered in black scale armor, four her heights, with shining eyes that looked at her and laughed loudly.

"It's not that Quirrell really came back to participate, such a little girl, it's not good to be married in the clan, and she will die if she comes to this kind of place." The man squatted down when he spoke, and only when he squatted down could he see her clearly.

Mo Xiaozao's eyebrows instinctively frowned, because he didn't like to look up at men, and his body was suspended in mid-air under the drag of the ghostly qi.

The open hand condensed a rich black, and without saying anything, he threw his own black directly on the man's chest.

This war was also kicked off under her actions.

Black and black spread in the field, and the three clans watching cheered loudly, with the sound of shouting and killing, mixed with the sound of doing it.

Roaring, screaming, all the sounds mixed together, which also made her already boiling blood even more boiling.

Obviously it was a clear consciousness, but there was a feeling of drunkenness, a dizzy body, and a clear consciousness that could not be clear, and all eyes fell on the man.

That black scale armor was really a hard accident, and every time she made a move, she could block all her ghostly energy. If she continues to consume like this, she will run out of ghost energy before she can win.

"Little girl, are you tired?" The man took his hand away and pulled her arm directly.

With a bang, she heard the sound of herself falling, and her body was bruised on the ground with the force of being thrown.

After being thrown out, her entire back was rubbed, and she didn't know that it hurt, but she felt the itch she recovered.

"I'm not tired, compared to this, I believe you will be more tired, you resist so many attacks, that is, there is only one defensive body, as long as I find your most vulnerable position, you are the one who will die." She crawled up.

Mo Xiaozao flickered, and the bracelets in her hands were divided into many bracelets under her own qi, neatly arranged in front of her.

"Yo, it's really a little girl, she's delicate, so things are also so delicate, but the attacks you gave me before didn't hurt, this will be better, right?" The man looked at her and smiled, his voice loud throughout the arena.

"Whether it's better or not, you'll find out shortly." She grabbed her bracelet and left where she was in a flash.

The bracelet also began to fly towards the man from all directions, hitting the man's leg crook, and the man's body fell to his knees at once.

Pulling out her bracelet at this time, her hand held a bracelet string like a whip, directly locking the man's neck, no matter how strong the alien race, this is always a weak position.

Unexpectedly, the man was just struggling, and she was shocked when she held the bracelet, her body fell behind, and a mouthful of blood fell out.

The three clans of onlookers are also different from the various voices at the beginning, all of them are roars at men, not because they feel sorry for her being treated like this by men, but because they are asking men to be cruel to her and directly kill her.

"Why are you doing so much? Will I fight, or will you fight? The man roared, glaring at the alien below, and his body walked over to her immobile body.

The big hand grasped her extremely slender ankle, as if carrying a small toy, and lifted her up directly.

"You're really weak, I didn't think about it, it's not that I can't attack, but it's not like to attack so fast, you're really a little girl who doesn't know anything, and you come up and show your hole cards one after another."

The man's voice resounded throughout the arena, staring at her, red, unmoved by the cries of voices, as if he had been in such a scene a thousand times.

Her body swayed like a fallen leaf, and she looked at the man with a pale little face, "You are familiar with war?" ”

"It's not just familiar, I'm a demon of our clan who has been looking for challenges from other clans every day for thousands of years, don't say it's such a you, even if you never come, Leng Suran, who is rumored to be incomparable, I will definitely win."

The man's laughter was wild, and he took her hand and began to force it, just one punch, knocking her away with his demonic energy, and also causing the ghost energy of her body to disperse.

The condensed qi also caused her body to be plated with a layer of black, covering her body like armor.

But she understood that this body could not exert any strength under the punch just now, closed her eyes and inhaled, and drew a bitter smile, but she didn't expect her to stop here.

"Give me the body." A familiar voice sounded in her head, and her consciousness was drawn back to the magic pen, and she saw the phantom.

"Okay." She responded, and her consciousness began to blur.

The phantom took control of the body, held the hand, and the body was really scarred by this man, such an injury was simply unforgivable.

Even her existence has never hurt this body, so why is this man in front of him? The phantom snorted coldly, and the body that stood up was full of snort.

It didn't seem to be floating in mid-air at the beginning, but rushed directly to the man, with a big smile in his eyes, "You keep saying that I'm a little girl, do you look down on women?" ”

"Or are you essentially denying women, including your mother, and your sisters, and you look down on them like this?" She didn't forget to add, and the body appeared behind the man in an instant.

did not inject the bracelet with ghost energy, but chose a dagger, but only used a trace of ghost energy to attach it, and directly stabbed into the man's scale armor.

The wound went from the back to the cross, and the slanted wound dripped, dripping on the ground, like a catalyst, inspiring the man's laughter even more happily.

Looking at her eyes, there was also a hint of interest, "It seems that you are the best foundation now, but I don't know how much destruction you can withstand." ”