"Well, we can see the whole leopard at a glance. Although we are all in the same place as Genshin now, we can already see that the future is different from theirs. "ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.. còм

"Eight people have entered the world of WTO accession. The fight must be a balanced situation. It's hard to say who wins and who loses in the end. ”

"Well, the key is to see who is more experienced in combat, who has more artistic conception of the soul of war after joining the WTO, and even who hides it deeper. ”

The battle had not yet begun, and the hearts of everyone present were beating wildly. Although they were bystanders, they couldn't suppress their excitement.

"Humph!"

A silent muffled voice erupted in everyone's heart, and the battle of the Eight Evils began.

There is no sound, no pressure, only the reflection of the picture is turning, but it still makes everyone see that the heart is trembling.

The eight immediately highlighted the gap between themselves and the other drafters, at least in terms of understanding the artistic conception, the soul of the weapon is higher than the other drafters.

The world in the illusion is a gray feeling, but the confrontation of the eight people gives the world a sense of the sun and the moon, and this is only in the illusion. What a terrible scene it would have been if it had happened in Cuckoo City.

The strength of eight people is comparable, they live in the same spirit of war. The war scene is complex, but it is a situation of checks and balances. What's even more surprising is that these 8 people are not all powerful.

Are these eight people still there? An artistic conception of "joining the WTO" is extremely difficult to achieve, but they are not one.

"Fernando is now using the third artistic conception of WTO accession, isn't he? Three kinds of ah, that is, he has the seeds of three artistic conceptions of WTO accession.

Huatong also used the third artistic conception of WTO accession. How many artistic conceptions have these anomalies mastered?"

Even with the help of phantoms, it would take a long time for a monk to grasp the artistic conception of a war soul, let alone reach the height of the artistic conception of entering the world. These eight monks have not only mastered one artistic conception of WTO accession, but have also shown three artistic conceptions of WTO entry so far. Compared with these eight monks, the lower monks present three artistic conceptions of entering the world. Mediocre talent.

"Do you think it's possible for the four of them to break Tao Lao's record for the fastest ascent to the summit 10,000 years ago?" New Bayi Chinese Network Launch www.. com m.. com

"Well, it's impossible. There are 20 days left until the two-year deadline. Based on past experience, it is more difficult to get behind the stone steps. Although the time difference between them has reached 100 times, it is also difficult for them to finish seventh grade in a few days in this area. ”

"Yes, the record is good. According to my previous observations, the time difference in Murong Xue Village should be around 200 times. Even if they immediately challenge each other to decide the final winner, it's just a 300x time difference. There is no hope of breaking the record. ”

The monks outside the illusion were whispering, and the four people in the illusion had only their opponents in their eyes.

Mr. Falk and Fernando didn't say anything, but they started talking right away. There is no need to argue among the masters, just look at the real chapters in their hands.

On the contrary, Huatong looked at Murong Xue and said with a smile: "Murong Xue'er, don't think that I will be merciful just because you are a woman. ”

"I don't need your mercy. Said softly.

Seeing Murong Xue'er's flat tone, Huatong continued: "For me,

In this way, if you change someone, such as Hong Lian, you will be furious. Unfortunately, he was facing Xue Murong. Ever since she was a lonely child, she had seen all kinds of men's faces, but they were all very small, and in her eyes there were none at all.

Murong Xue said coldly, "Really, I'm worried that the result will be unexpected. ”

"Not surprisingly, all your might?" Hualizi said it more perfectly.

Huatong didn't do anything, just kept talking to stimulate Murong Xuecun, but Murong Xuecun was still expressionless, just a little coldly said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's start." ”

But Huatong still said mercilessly: "Hehe, what can a mother stream do? If it weren't for some other fool to let you come, do you think you and that big red boy would have come here so smoothly? If it weren't for the fear of being sneaked upon, I would have killed both of you a long time ago."

Huatong's words are getting worse and harder. If it was just for Murong Xue, then she wouldn't matter. But when this sentence stung the Red Lotus, it made Murong Xuecun suddenly look like frost, and the murderous aura on her body couldn't help but be revealed.

"Well, you've finally me off. Murong Xuecun said coldly.

When I saw Murong Xue's icy and sharp eyes, Huatong didn't take it seriously. On the contrary, Huatong muttered in his heart: "A woman is a woman." A few words were infuriated. This time, I will not only defeat you, but also destroy your Taoist ideas to see if you can maintain a noble attitude. ”

"This bastard, knowing that Murong Xue is a powerful opponent, used this kind of trick that is not leaky, as long as I know, I will drive him out of the first camp from the beginning. Dahuo also heard the conversation between Murong Xue and Huatong, and he also had an unfriendly expression on his face.

"This dog is a big dog, and he dares to hurt Murong Xuecun's sister, I will never forgive you Red Lotus. Hong Lian also looked at Huatong angrily.

Unfortunately, nowadays, they can't do anything, whether it's the distance between the stone steps or the time difference, they can't rush to Murong Xue Village right away, they can only watch Murong Xue Village being annoyed by Huatong.

As for Falk and Fernando, they are now facing each other's challenges. They can't hear the communication at all. Otherwise, they may intervene as well. It seems that Huatong is also looking for opportunities to do so.

However, just when Huatong thought that he had provoked Murong Xueyan to lose a cubic meter of water, a low thunder suddenly sounded, and an indifferent and extremely afarious voice sounded in the thunder.

"Let me be your opponent. ”

A green-robed voice came down. His feet were on the stone carving. His eyes closed slightly, then opened slightly. The other foot is stepping on a higher level of stonework. The whole movement is like walking up a step.

One step, one breath.

Such a sport is not uncommon, and it is no different from those ordinary people who climb mountains. But it is precisely because of such a movement that both Hong Lian in "The Phantom" and the masses who follow this scene in "The Phantom" are silent, and only after a long time will a thunderous sound erupt.

"That guy, how did he do it?"

"Is this difficult, this battle has lost order?"

"It is impossible to fail. They are still fighting in the fall. What the hell did this guy do?"

"Can anyone tell me what this is and why the penultimate person can do this?"

"Oh, I remember that the first place in Fan Zebikao was not Hong Lian, Murong Xue or the same furnace, but him. ”

"I still wonder why Jindan won the first place in Wanze. Why didn't the other wagon ever complain? As it turned out, he deserved it. ”

"Little Ulan!"

When Little Wuyou's voice lowered, he was still on the 733 stone steps. Then he slowly went up step by step. Finally, he came to the 993 stone steps, which only required 260 breaths.

Two hundred and sixty times, there are no stone carvings, no deeper phantom stone step obstacles, not to mention small carefree, even a monk can easily do it during training, but it is precisely because this is a bone supplement, this is a bone supplement, this is the illusion of the pyramid, such a speed is impossible. It can be called supernatural speed and should also be called transient.

Little Wuyou came to Murong Xue's side. First, he looked at the fiery red lotus flower below. Then he looked at Murong Xue'er. He said with a smile from Hexi: "Miss Murong, I wonder if this battle can be passed on?" Say a word politely.

"Pop!"

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