When the Moon Angel Sha Liye saw that his opponent was Chu Cheng, his face also changed slightly, and he looked a little ugly. For the representatives of these supernatural beings in the Grand Alliance, the Papal Castle has also done research. Of course she knew where Chu Cheng came from. I have also followed the game in Chu City before. Although she has confidence in herself, this opponent is indeed a little too strong.

Not far from them, there was a battle in another ring that also had someone Lan Jue was familiar with.

A barista with a pair of white trousers, a white shirt, and a brown strap-on stood there. His opponent was a gloomy man who looked like he was fifty or sixty years old. If it weren't for the registration age, it would never be possible to cheat, and the barista would even think that the other party had cheated in.

His opponent held a black scepter with a dark blue gem on it that glowed faintly.

As soon as the electronic sound of the start of the game sounded, the thin man with the number ninety-seven sign raised the black scepter in his hand and made a very strange sound in his mouth.

The voice was jerky and unpleasant, but it had an eerie resonance, and as he raised his scepter, circles of distorted dark green light rippled out of the staff.

"Dark Mage!" The barista immediately judged the identity of the other party.

Legend has it that dark mages are people who sell their souls to the devil in order to gain great power. Even in the Dark Castle, they are outliers. Bloodlines like they don't like them because they think these corpse researchers are too dirty.

The barista immediately understood why the dark mage looked so old, and that they had to make constant sacrifices to increase their strength. The end result must be to sacrifice one's body and soul to the devil, and the most powerful dark mage will become a lich.

In the legend. Lichs are all beings at the level of the Dominant, but in the real world, Lichs are absolutely not allowed. As soon as a lich appears, it will immediately be besieged by all the rulers.

Because the lich symbolizes ruin and death. As long as there are lichs, there will inevitably be thousands of miles of red land, plagues, diseases, and all kinds of negative things will spread quickly, and even cause a world crisis.

This dark mage is obviously still a long way from the lich, but he can stand here on behalf of the Dark Castle. It already means that he is strong.

The barista didn't dare to be careless at all, and his body quickly bounced up, flying towards the other party like a cannonball, and the speed was as fast as the wind. He looked so elegant, but after the battle began, he gave people the feeling of being humanoid and beastly.

A dark green aura fell on him almost instantly, and the barista only felt that the wind around him was gusting, and his spirit was in a trance, and his speed slowed down directly.

Retardation!

Retardation is a psychic attack that originates from darkness!

The barista has a lot of combat experience, but his real strength is actually in the mecha, in terms of personal combat effectiveness. Among the Heavenly Fire Dao Powers who came this time, the accountant was not as good as him.

To be able to make it to the fourth round, the barista's luck is actually quite good. In addition, his cultivation has indeed broken through to the ninth level, and he has finally come here. But today, his luck was clearly not so good.

Biting the tip of his tongue violently, he used the stinging pain from his mouth to sober himself up a little. The barista jumps and stomps on the ground. His body swelled suddenly.

The shirt and trousers on his body quickly cracked, revealing extremely exaggerated muscles.

On the rostrum. The gourmand holding Jun'er frowned, this guy. Do you have to do a beast transformation in every game?

The Barista is certainly not a beast, and his ability is called Muscle Blast. Able to build up their muscles in an instant. Therefore, among all the abilities of the Heavenly Fire Dao, in terms of physical endurance, he is the strongest.

This is also an important reason why he was able to become the starry sky phantom of the mecha world and was able to make his hand speed soar to more than a hundred. It's because his body is more able to withstand it.

The sudden hardening of his body made him burst the effect of the sluggish aura at once. With a single leap, he was in front of the dark mage, and his huge fist slammed down.

The dark mage stood motionless, his cold eyes staring at him like a viper.

With a wave of the staff in his hand, a black light fell on the barista.

Suddenly, the barista felt that his body was out of control, and he rushed out to the side.

Mayhem! A high-tier dark ability for baristas who aren't good at ranged attacks.

The barista cursed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. His muscle explosion ability is strong in the body, and it has a strong increase in attack, defense, and strength. After reaching the ninth level, once it is cast, the physical strength is even comparable to that of a mecha.

But there are advantages and disadvantages, and muscle explosions will make the ability super survivable, but it can also be easily restrained. The speed-type, long-range attack, and control-type abilities all restrained him.

Therefore, although he has reached the ninth level, the barista is still very aware of his shortcomings, and he came this time to make up the numbers.

The first few games were not bad, I didn't encounter any too strong opponents, and this one, there was really going to be a problem.

The chaos spell quickly distanced him from the dark mage, and the muffled spell sound in the dark mage's mouth never stopped, and the notes were spit out, giving people a strange and distorted feeling.

In the dark blue gem at the tip of his scepter, a halo of lilac light poured outward.

A purple light suddenly shot out, heading straight for the barista, this purple light suddenly didn't seem to be strong, just an ordinary beam, but if you look closely, you will find that the purple light seems to be able to devour people's souls, and even the line of sight will be absorbed, which will actually make people feel like they can't help but pounce over.

Deathray! Powerful dark spells.

The barista who had just been hit by the chaos spell could not avoid it, and was instantly hit by the purple light, and there was a clear change on his body, and a layer of purple light quickly rippled in the place where he was hit, and his muscles atrophied rapidly, and the whole person seemed to collapse towards the place where the light hit.

The barista's strong body shook violently, and a strange scene appeared, he actually took off all his muscles as if he was undressing. He broke out of his body, ran a few steps forward, and shouted, "I admit defeat!" ”

The Dark Mage was originally surprised by his golden cicada's method of shedding its shell, but now that he had already thrown in the towel, there was no point in fighting any more.

The barista gave the dark mage a deep look before stepping out of the ring. After all, this is a competition, not a fight of life and death, and he never thought about getting any good rankings, it's almost enough, and some things at the bottom of the box are better to keep.

The battle on their side ended quickly, but on the other side, the battle between Chu Cheng and the Moon Angel Shaliye had just begun in full swing.

The blazing flames burned in the ring, and this time, Chu Cheng looked extraordinarily calm. Dark flames burst out from his body one after another, constantly pressuring the Angel of the Moon, Shaliye.

Shaliye was originally a beauty, but at this time, the six white wings behind her were spreading, giving people a pure beauty. Her title is the Angel of the Moon, and the ability is naturally related to the moon.

In the sky, a crescent moon hung high, and the moonlight continued to fall on her, enhancing her attack power.

Like the other Seraphs, Shaliye's weapon was also a holy sword condensed from light energy, and white light continued to slash through the flames in front of him. The power of light in the holy light continued to dispel the underworld aura in the flames of Chu City, and the two sides were more of a pure energy competition.

On the surface, at least for now, they are evenly matched, but in fact, Sha Liye understands very well that the purpose of this fighting method chosen by Chu Cheng is very simple, that is, to consume energy against her.

Chu Cheng is a ninth-level seventh-order ability, and she is a ninth-level sixth-order, and there is a gap between the two sides in cultivation. And in actual combat, of course, Sha Liye could not be Chu Cheng's opponent. However, Chu Cheng is doing this now for the sake of safety. In this situation of pure energy consumption, and the energy of both sides is completely discharged and fills the entire ring, almost the vast majority of sudden outbreaks of fighting methods will not have an effect. This is clearly not giving her a chance at all.

In fact, Chu Cheng had another purpose, and this purpose came from Lan Jue's reminder. He wanted to make the Moon Angel Shaliye hold on for a while longer and lose more decently.

But how could this be what Shaliye wanted?

At the center of her eyebrows, a small crescent moon pattern quietly emerged, and the six wings behind Shaliye flapped, and her delicate body suddenly flew backwards.

As soon as she retreated, the Hades flame in front of her suddenly flourished, rushing towards her. Shaliye's face was grim, and the holy sword in his hand was raised above his head. A low Sanskrit chant sounded from her mouth.

The crisp sound of the chant burst out, and the holy light on her body also burned rapidly, like a flame. Forcibly block all the flames of the underworld outside.

The crescent moon suspended above her head gradually turned into a full moon, and more silver-white moonlight fell on her, causing Shaliye's momentum to soar. The holy light on his body even began to transform from white to silver. The Flame of Hades began to retreat from the oppression of the intense light.

Chu Cheng looked at her with some surprise, this is a desperate posture! As for it?

On the rostrum, seeing this scene, the king of angels, Mirenda, nodded secretly. Among the six archangels, Shaliye's cultivation is ranked relatively low, and he is usually quiet and quiet. (To be continued) R580