Chapter Fifty-Eight: Must Win

Thundered!

The space was torn apart, the arena began to collapse, and Zhang Chongran continued to sink, spider web-like cracks began to spread from under his feet.

He roared angrily, and the blood flames around his body burned even more majestically, and even the originally black magic hammer appeared densely covered with blood-red lines.

His aura increased exponentially in geometric multiples, and his whole body was retracted and released, and he used the method of four or two thousand catties to control the magic hammer to blast away the purple-black airflow.

But he couldn't hold on anymore, he broke through the limit, and even burned his qi and blood, and his body was exhausted.

He fell straight and unconscious. This time, if he wanted to recover, even with the medicine of the Dragon Spirit Hall, it would take ten days and half a month.

The golden light was shining, wrapping Zhang Chongran, and the next moment, the golden light disappeared, and Zhang Chongran had already been transferred to Lin Fan and them.

"In this game, we lost. ”

Lin Fan looked at Xu Wei, who was slowly falling, and said coldly.

"Huh. ”

made a gesture to wipe his neck, Xu Wei sneered disdainfully and walked off the stage.

Of course, the competition platform was also destroyed again, and the game had to be stopped, and this time ten earth spirit masters directly came to the field, taking the lead in the spirit realm to rebuild.

"How's he doing?"

Walking forward, Lin Fan looked at Zhang Chongran who was in a coma, and asked Qingyu, who was being treated with all his might.

"It's very bad, Chongran didn't fully recover from his injuries, and now he is seriously injured, and the injuries are fundamental. ”

Qingyu's eyes were lowered, his gaze did not leave Zhang Chongran, and he said softly.

"Lin Fan, in the next game, please you and Han Qing must win. This is Chongran's wish, I can feel it. ”

"Definitely!"

With their fists clenched, Lin Fan and Han Qing glanced at each other and nodded solemnly, very serious.

After seeing the strength of Xu Wei's etheric attributes, Lin Fan knew that this was their last hope, and if they lost, they would really have nothing.

So, they have to win!

Tang Tang naturally knew it, so in the next game, he decided to use all his strength, no longer hide, and win the victory.

All four of them sat cross-legged and began to cultivate, and they wanted to play in the best condition.

No one bothered, they knew that the next one was going to be ......

It's a battle of the dragons!

The minutes ticked by, and soon an hour passed, and the competition table had already been built, but no one woke them up, and they were all waiting in peace.

As agreed, the four of them woke up from their cultivation almost in no particular order, which was not a coincidence, but the influence of the other party's qi.

came to power without saying a word, and the four people held each other back. Silently unleashed his spirit.

The eyes are bright, as if they contain a sea of stars, vast and deep.

The only spiritual wheel lit up, and the spiritual power spread like a stream of water, covering the competition table. Suddenly, everything in the spiritual detection appeared in Lin Fan's mind, the perspective of God!

The purple gold flames pulsed around Han Qing like elves, but those who had fought with her knew it.

This seemingly colorful flame can really erupt, but it can incinerate people into nothingness.

The pupils turned purple, and the blue-gold color was like a pool of spring water, like the finishing touch, which made Tang Tang's already pretty face even more beautiful.

The golden book in his hand was opened by Luo Tu, and it was hazy, and it couldn't be seen clearly, like the chaos when the world was opened.

His whole body was surrounded by runes, and between one breath and one breath, the Tao was natural, natural and pure.

"I'm not going to let you win. Tang Tang said.

"Then try it. ”