God descends to sin, especially at the level of Divine Damnation, and if there is no equal force to suppress it, the prop will freely choose the place of arrival and wait for the suitable trialist.

Even though there are various differences in function and appearance, almost all gods descend to sin and abide by the same code, and only judge the trainer once. Success, the trainer will be given strength; Failure, then - death.

The azure halo arc spread outward one after another, extending towards the unknown distance.

[The Spear of Time, the moment you touch it, you will be forcibly brought into the enchantment it has mastered for a trial.

The power of time is so strong that the flow of time in the barrier is much faster than that of the outside world.

In a 24-hour cycle, you must survive enough battles to gain the qualification to talk to the sharpshooter;

And in each of these reincarnations, you will have to face those beings who have been imprisoned by the gods, and the elves who have survived since the primeval period, be careful, Ming]

"Is this my opponent?" Ming raised the steel spear horizontally, held the Poké Ball in the other hand, and stared cautiously at the stone statue in front of him.

"Kala, Kala", a stone statue shattered, life revived inside, the flaming dinosaur with its long horns slowly opened its eyes, and its bloodthirsty eyes locked on the young man in the distance.

"Are you going to face the flame spirit in the first game?" Ming smiled bitterly, and casually looked at the hundreds of stone carvings around, "But it's not so difficult if there is one."

"Kara, Kara" Several stone statues shook again, making Ming's expression completely frozen, "It seems that I have a lot of mouths"

Sparks escaped from the corners of his mouth, and the fire dinosaur took a step forward, ready to attack.

"Then you don't have to be in such a hurry to fight, right?" Ming slowly stepped back and said to the fire dinosaur, "Aren't you prisoners captured by this divine drop?" Why act according to its will? ”

With a wide grin, the fire dinosaur showed an eerie smile, and its white sharp teeth grinded into a harsh noise, probably not accepting the other party's opinion.

"Roar!"

A vortex of flames engulfed the trainer without warning, and the heat mixed with the heat scorched the air, bringing out a hint of charcoal.

"Whew~" spit out a handful of sparks, and the fire dinosaur shook his head disdainfully, dissatisfied with the weakness of his opponent.

"Respect for your opponent is one of the basic morals of a warrior, please keep your head up"

The double-edged cross split the sparks, and the large insect in the rock armor rubbed its sickle claws, looking condescendingly at the burning dinosaur.

Where is that human? The fire dinosaur stared at the primeval armor on guard, looking for some nasty creature.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Ding~" The cold steel gun head reached the back, and the fire dinosaur's heart was cold, and it was difficult to move a bit.

"It seems that the first battle has been won" Ming Yun swept the fire dinosaur in the back and neck with all his strength, smashing the ferocious elf away.

[Ming, the trial of the magic spear, the end of each reincarnation, all the qiē will be restored. So, you don't have to worry about your body being too badly injured, and you don't have to worry about your body being torn apart by time.

But just remember that there are things that you must never forget. 】

Absolutely, can't forget the things of jì?

[That's right, the power of time can easily repair the scars on the body, but it can't stop the memory from fading. People are always easy to forget, not to mention that the trial of the spear cannot end in a short time.

After the years go by, and after endless reincarnation, you must not become a beast that only knows how to fight, because that would be considered a failure.

Stick to your heart and remember the most important things that you don't want to forget.

This is the only way to survive in the trial of the spear! 】

"What I don't want to forget?" Ming muttered softly, "If you can't avoid the passage of memory, then at least remember grandpa and"

The pendant in her hand was opened, and in the photo inside, the girl puffed out her cheeks and smiled strangely, gesturing with the V, and smiling extremely brightly.

Ruoshi is waiting for me.

Taking a deep breath, the gunman's gaze became more determined, and he walked towards the shattered stone statues in front of him.

One by one, the elves who had been imprisoned by the spear since time immemorial awoke, roaring and roaring, and rushing towards the only human. That excitement that stems from the bone marrow is nothing but killing. In addition, there are some other thoughts.

Killing the life of the trialist will give you the 'freedom' that you once lost, which is the promise of the sharpshooter to the prisoners.

Negotiations will not be fruitful from the beginning. Some enemies are predestined and cannot be changed.

-- The wheel of time is moving fast, and the countless days and nights inside are only three months in the outside world.

"Tonight is the school year's sacrifice.,What to do, I haven't practiced much.,The elves are very depressed."

"Me too, I'm afraid it won't last long like this."

On the street, the trainers were discussing something,

"Hehe, I've cultivated a great skill, try tonight to see if I can make it to the end."

"gold*index? You are really ambitious~ But if you encounter a taboo, remember to leave a photo or something, whether it is Senior Yunze or Senior Caesar. ”

"I want Mijo-senpai"

"Ahem~cough~, I'm sorry, as a man, I have a fundamentally different purpose from you"

"Huh?"

"Well, I'm going for Senior Sister Yunlu"

"I knew it~"

"Nasty Boy"

Amid the chatter, no one noticed the extra person on the side of the street.

The blue uniform top and black trousers are still brand new, as if they were the same as they were three months ago, but the tiredness in the silver eyes is like an overloaded machine, which may break down at any time.

But even so, the man had no intention of resting, and there was an obsession that supported him.

"Is this the way?" Gently pressing the corners of his eyebrows, the man walked forward hesitantly, "Ruoshi, it seems that this name is Ruoshi, and Xiyuan Ruoshi"

Following the remnants of his memory, it took him a long, long time to get to the door of the courtyard.

Raise your arm slightly, but don't rush to knock it down.

"Ruoshi, I'm back

No, it shouldn't have been long since the outside world.

I can't express Xiàn too strange, she'll be unhappy"

He patted his cheek, and a pain brought the man to his senses, and when he was ready to knock on the door, he found that the door had been pulled back, and a familiar girl stood in front of him.

Aqua blue sundress, bright eyes, emaciated cheeks, a look that is seven or eight points similar to the one in memory,

"Ruoshi?!" The man was very excited, and walked forward quickly, but the girl frowned,

"Oh no, you're not you, you're not her!" The man stopped his steps and muttered to himself, "You're not you, you're not Ruoshi, where is she?" ”

"What?" The girl asked, looking puzzled,

"Where is Ruoshi" The man's expression gradually became gloomy, and he lost control and pulled out a blue spear from his back and pointed it at the girl, questioning, "Let me ask you, where is Ruoshi?!" ”

The body of the gun was only swept, stirring up a gust of wind, forcing the girl to take a few steps back.

The killing intent hidden in the doubt is not a joke.

"Who are you, what's the matter with looking for your sister?" Although the girl was taken by the gun, she still asked calmly.

"Who am I?" Touching the corners of his forehead, the man's killing intent disappeared, "I don't remember"

"Huh, don't you remember?" The girl, or Ruohuan was about to ask, but suddenly remembered something. Sister, the man who can worry about his sister so much, there seems to be only one in his memory. "Ming"

"Ming?" The man was confused, as if asking himself and as if he was questioning, and after repeating it several times, he reluctantly confirmed, "It seems that this is my name"

It's only been three months since I saw you, so you made yourself this virtuous, hum~ So sister, your eyes are still so bad. Ruo Huan, who was dissatisfied with this, was about to taunt a few words, but when she saw the blue spear in the man's hand, her face suddenly changed.

God has descended to sin, how can the spear of damnation be in his hands?!

Wait, he shouldn't

Yes, such a long time of enchantment trials will eat away at his memory little by little, no wonder he can't even remember his name.

"If the poem, if the poem is where?" Ming finally came to his senses from the chaos and said anxiously, "Are you her sister?" I remember, are you called Huan? I remember Ruoshi mentioned it, can you take me to her? ”

I almost forgot my name, but I remembered what my sister said. This man, really

Wan's expression was complicated, but she didn't blame the other party's thoughts, she just said softly,

"Are you sure you're going to see your sister?"

"Of course" Ming couldn't help but have a sense of foreboding when he saw the other party's hesitation, and blurted out, "What's wrong with her?" ”

"Come with me"

In a simplely furnished room, in a secret room behind the wall, there was only a sarcophagus, and a woman who had been missing for a long time lay down.

It's still the cyan gauze dress when we met that day, with a smiling face without a little brilliance, and my eyes are closed as if I am having a long dream.

It's just that below the collarbone, there is petrified skin, exuding bursts of death.

"When I saw her, she couldn't walk, and I asked her why she was hurt like this and she didn't answer, and then after three hours she slowly lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know exactly what kind of battles she went through to get to where she was, but as one of the Seven Nobles, my sister's bloodline as the heir of the Three Sages should have protected her from ordinary techniques. ”

"This is the cannibalization of the power of time," Ming muttered, how could he not recognize the magic force that this spear was used to affect the surrounding powers?

"How can poetry be powered by this?"

A fragment of my memory gradually became clear, it was the morning before the trial,

[Now, three bees, can you wait? If the poem hasn't come yet]

[Hmm, God is abnormal? I see, let's go over now]

[The position of the sharpshooter has shifted? Heh~ Is it a godsend? 】

"It turns out that there was no luck from the beginning~ I should have thought of it a long time ago" Ming laughed at himself, his fingers touched the cold cheek, and his heart was like a knife, "The little distance that the spear deviated from was simply a fool who desperately didn't want to get it"

"Why are you so stupid, what is the use of this power without you and me

I've put so much effort into it, just to stand in front of you."

The fists were clenched together, and the fingers were deeply sinked into the flesh scraping and blood, but Ming was suddenly unconscious, and he couldn't stop the water stains called tears.

[That was the first time I had seen a man so sad. Listening to his words, I could guess that my sister's injury was caused by him, a man called 'Ming'.

I wanted to beat him up and slap him a few times to get angry.

But this time, it was surprisingly impossible to do it. Probably because I could feel that this man cared more about my foolish sister than I had ever thought.

Perhaps, I can understand why my sister would do this for him]

"You don't want to be like this" was too depressed, and the eyes like dead ashes made Wan uncomfortable, and also prompted her to comfort the man.

"Is there any way to do it?" Ming's voice was extremely hoarse, and the spear in his hand emitted light, but he couldn't extract even a little divine power from Ruoshi's body.

God descends to sin, and once the power of killing is liberated, it cannot be controlled again, even if it is the god itself.

"How?" Wan muttered, "I've always tried to treat it with 'poison'. Collect toxins and use the power of poison to expel the divine power in my sister's body"

"Poison?" The corners of Ming's eyebrows furrowed, and he quickly relaxed, "What is the effect of poison being used for treatment?" ”

"It can only delay the speed of the cannibalization of divine power, which is much worse than expected" Wan thought for a while, quite discouraged, "It's a pity that there is not enough time, if there is anything to ensure my sister's vitality, I can also have more time to concoct healing drugs"

"Keep alive," Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Is it okay to 'Wind Ring Corolla'?" ”

"The treasure of the Wind Ring Corolla Sky Royalty? If you have that, you can, but," Wan muttered, and then her face changed drastically, "It's a treasure that only taboos have permission to apply for, shouldn't you?" ”

"Isn't tonight the school year's festival?" Ming said lightly, he had just heard the discussion of those students on the street.

"Tonight? You are crazy?! Wan was stunned, "Could it be that you think that you can suppress the more than forty trainers on the gold*index with your own strength?!" ”

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"Hmm"

The two people who were arguing were silent at the same time, and they saw Ruoshi, who was still asleep, let out a painful scream, and the petrification range of her neck began to expand.

"Hum~" The spear shone brightly, and Ming gripped the blue spear body tightly, pressing it into the ground little by little.

"Huh~" As if feeling a stronger power on the divine device, the petrification speed of Ruoshi's neck gradually slowed down until it came to a standstill.

"Immediately after the school year festival, I applied to the dean for the wind wreath corolla in my name, and as for this 'rebellion', it will stay here, although it can't be used for treatment, but at least it can stop the deterioration."

Do you want to leave the sharpshooter behind?

"Hey, you're dying?!" Wan was extremely worried, the trainer who surrendered to God and reduced to sin, this alone was enough to show his ability, maybe now his strength could already fight with those strong people.

But it would be almost impossible to get that forbidden name tonight, let alone drop the spear.

This is the Royal Academy, a place where elites gather, and the most important thing is monsters!

"I won't die, before I get the name of the taboo," Ming said lightly, "And I don't call 'hey', remember to call me 'brother-in-law' in the future"

"You!" Before he could say anything, the figure disappeared outside the door, leaving only a helpless and annoyed woman. "Another fool, like my sister, really deserves to be - a natural pair!"

glared fiercely at the sleeping Ruoshi, Wan still sat down, maybe she was too tired, and she always felt as if she had dreamed of something happy?

With his chin propped up, Wan was not ready to go to the school year festival, and there was a conversation about the sister in the sarcophagus.

"Sister, that man is back, are you satisfied?"

"Looking at him, I can't beat him, and I guess I will have to continue with you in the future."

"Hmph, I don't even want to rest for a while, I'm afraid I'm afraid it's the time enchantment just now, in this state~"

"Sister, if you were still awake, would you persuade him?"

"I've persuaded him, he doesn't listen, men are all brainless"

"Brother-in-law, hum, I have the ability to walk back by myself after the school year festival, I'm thinking about it"

Slowly lying on the edge of the sarcophagus, Ruohuan also gradually fell asleep.

She also didn't tell Sù Ming, and the concocted medicine that had been almost sleepless for three months had consumed too much of her mind.

At nightfall, the Royal Academy fell into silence for the first time in a long time, and Gain's annual battle attracted the attention of most of the trainers, both teachers and students, who temporarily put aside the affairs at hand and focused on the final battlefield.

"Da, da" gold-patterned uniform and white narrow skirt, blue high heels lightly stepped on the ground to make a rhythmic rhythm, the royal dean Lin Qingtan frowned slightly at the moment, and was saying something to the communicator.

"Dean Lin, there are less than fifty people left on the final battlefield now, and I'm afraid that this time it will end much sooner than expected."

"Has the identity of that 'dark horse' been clarified?"

"It's confirmed, it's a student of the History Academy who has disappeared for nearly three months, Ming"

"Ming?" Qing Tan was silent for a while, as if he hadn't heard his name, so it was really necessary to confirm it with his own eyes.

After taking the elevator and pressing the top button, Qingtan began to recall some fragmentary information.

In the shrine maiden's prophecy, twins, tyrants, and ghosts have become qualified taboos, and the rest of the part, except for the 'god son', there are only some slightly weaker existences.

But even among these trainers, he had never heard his name. Could it be the Son of God?

No, the appearance of the Son of God is not in accordance with the prophecy, and

So, is it possible that the last child is the 'rough diamond' that even the Twilight Shrine has not been able to predict?

Interesting, it's been a long time since I've seen this special category of men who can break free from fate

"Ka ~ Ding", walking up the corridor, the checkpoints in front of Qingtan opened one after another, and soon arrived at the central observation room.

"Dean"

"Here comes the dean"

"Hello Dean"

"Dean Lin"

Smiling politely at the twenty or so teachers or directors in the room, Qingtan quickly looked at the screen in front of him,

In the picture that covers most of the walls, a man with a steel spear is facing the black-clothed deacon.

"Dean Lin, two minutes ago, this kid defeated the last man and emptied all the students. Following the predetermined procedure, we immediately released the taboo. ”

"I don't know" Qingtan was noncommittal, quietly looking at the picture.

"Bang~" Heracross, with a big horn, lifted the nut dumbbells, his arms charged and his wings pushed back, and he punched at the elf who was landing.

"Boom!" With a pop, the nut dumbbell sank deep into the ground, but the swaying vines showed that it could continue to fight.

"Tick, tick" Herculos' arm was scarred, probably not a minor injury.

"With this kind of injury, there is no point in continuing to fight," Yucheng said to the man in front of him, a rare trainer who had encountered this kind of Cheng dù, if it weren't for the previous battle that caused him to lose more than half of the elves, maybe he wouldn't be able to control the situation now.

"I'm really inferior to you in defense," holding a steel spear in his hand, Ming gasped slightly, "but when it comes to attacking, I'm stronger!" ”

"Bang" Heracross, flew back to Ming's side and rested a little.

[Imperial Castle, withdraw from the battle. 】

"Dean?" The command sounded in his ears, and Yucheng was stunned, but he didn't ask the reason, and after answering, he withdrew the elf and slowly retreated backwards.

At the same time, everyone in the central observation room was also quite puzzled, obviously the imperial city seemed to have some upper hand, why

However, before they could continue to think, the dean switched channels and spoke.

"Caesar, Yunlu, the battle below Yunze is taken over by you, and there is no need to limit the strength, understand?"

“”

"Yes*2"

Putting down the communicator, the corners of Qingtan's mouth slowly curved, looking at the trainer resting on the spear in the picture. Let me see where your bottom line is.

"Huh~" The dead night, leaving only a trace of cold wind blowing in his ears, Ming slowly opened his eyes, pulled out the steel spear little by little, and divided it into two from the center, and pointed the tip of the spear at the two trainers who had just appeared.

Blue tops and blue denim, the god-like sisters and brothers have outstanding looks, but there is a slight difference between the hair color and the jewelry on the wrists.

"Blue Painted Yunlu"

"Blue Painted Clouds"

The two of them only briefly introduced themselves, and did not continue to say more.

"Ming" threw a spear at Yunlu, and Ming accelerated towards Yunze on the other side with Heracros's heavy punch, and stabbed down with the spear with seven points of strength.

"Ding" Yunlu didn't move his position, but the blue light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the oncoming spear seemed to hit an invisible wall and flew out.

But that's just it, after Yun Lu eliminated the attack, he didn't continue to move, quietly watching the battle between the spearman and his younger brother, like an outsider.

Not going to meddle? Ming in the distance frowned, but he still didn't let his guard down.

"My sister won't make a move, after all, you have consumed a lot of body before." Yun Ze dodged a blow and stabbed straight and said. "This is also the last 'fairness' we give you."

"Bang" The handle of the gun hit the ground hard, Ming stopped his movements, and smiled, "It turns out that such a taboo 'twin' is really impeccable."

You know, I've been looking forward to fighting you guys."

"Looking forward to it?" Yun Ze subconsciously thought that the other party's mood was the same as that of most juniors. Because of the name of 'taboo', the new life is longing.

"No, it's not because of the word taboo" Ming took a deep breath, and a look of remembrance appeared in his eyes, "There was once a person who told me that there are some very talented trainers in this world, and they are born to stand on the highest point.

For example, the pure attribute constitution that dominates one side"

"Really?" Yun Ze didn't say anything, but he didn't continue to attack, because his instincts told him that the trainer in front of him seemed to be preparing something.

"I don't have much talent, but I want to try" slowly adjusted his breathing, holding the gun in both hands, "With the acquired penance, can I smooth out the innate gap"

"Snort", the stainless steel spear is dyed with dark yellow fighting energy, this kind of power Yun Ze is no stranger, the attribute - 'Dou'!

"Borrow the power of the elves?" Dozens of meters away, Yunlu was able to clearly 'see' the connection between Heracrosss and the spearman with her spiritual power, "Is it the reverse use of the lost combat technique?" ”

The tip of the spear shattered and flew into the stone blade, destroying the objects that it touched, as if the air had been pierced, and the powerful weapon of 'fighting' forced Yun Ze to retreat again and again, and it was difficult to have superfluous movements and thoughts.

Taboo, suppression!

"This is really a surprising battle" In the central observation room, many teachers praised it, "Being able to force Yun Ze to this kind of Cheng dù, this 'Ming'"

"It takes a hundred days for a knife to make, and a gun for a thousand days. To be able to use the gun so skillfully, and perfectly integrate the attribute power of the elves, it seems that he has spent a lot of time. ”

"Why haven't you heard of this person before?"

"Hidden strength? Right under our noses? ”

Listening to the teachers' discussions, Qing Tan chuckled, it may be possible to deceive a teacher, but if you want to deceive all the teachers and directors in the academy, you need the power above the taboo, almost to the realm of 'God'.

In other words, he had received this power in three months, and if he had used a gun, etc., it would not have been God to sin!

Carefully observing the spearman in the picture, Qing Tan did not find a shadow of the divine tool.

Did you guess wrong? Or is it not carried at all?

Forget it, if you want to hide the artifact in front of Yun Ze, you have to suffer a lot.

"Bang~" As the dean thought, Yun Ze in the picture adapted to the gunner's attack little by little, and even dodged the must-kill blow many times in advance, relying on the superpower skill 'teleportation'.

After the blue light and shadow, Yun Ze appeared a meter away, just avoiding the shadow of the gun.

"Phew, can the elves borrow their power before they are released?" Ming's afterglow swept over the red sphere on Yun Ze's waist, and he quickly understood.

Still, will it be that simple?

Reflexively swept the body of the spear, widening the distance between him and Yun Ze, and before the opponent could stop, Ming threw the spear violently!

"Whew!" The strong wind hit, but Yun Ze didn't have time to move, and the power of Gain's gun suppressed the life inside the Poké Ball. You can't go wrong, this power 'worm attribute'!

"Bang hiss~" The tip of the gun broke through the ground, trembling slightly before it stopped,

"Drip~click" blood beads flew down, and a hole was split on the shoulder of Yun Ze's shirt, and the blood stains were colorful.

"You can't even hit hard like this," Ming smiled bitterly, "Is it because 'Light Illusion' can also use 'Teleportation'?" ”

"The elf is suppressed, so it can only rely on itself" Yun Ze said softly, and the wound on his right shoulder healed on its own little by little

The Poké Ball in his hand slowly opened, and Yun Ze ended the tentative process, ready to end the battle.

"Snap" has an extra palm on his shoulder to restrain Yun Ze's movements.

"There is only one chance, and I should take over the battle", the man in a white Western-style uniform, who seems to be elegant, has an unquestionable domineering, and his tone does not fluctuate as if it is an order.

"It's not good to meddle in other people's battles," Yun Ze said slowly, "Caesar"

"The dean wants to end the battle as much as possible, doesn't he?" Caesar said lightly, "Then it's more appropriate for me to do it."

"Hmm" mentioning the dean's words, Yun Ze also had to compromise, and handed a 'be careful' look to Chao Ming, Yun Ze slowly walked towards his sister, it seemed that he had given up the fight.

Slowly drawing the steel spear, Caesar threw himself back at Ming in the same way,

Can't hide?! The brute force that is superior to the edge of the gun drives the spear forward, but the weakened Ming finds that he has lost the power to dodge,

"Hiss~bang" The head of the gun slammed into the ground, blasting out a small crater, and the heart was relieved, just in time to meet Caesar's four-finger upward gesture.

"Attack it and try it"

was underestimated~ Ming shook his head, his eyes sharpened and sharpened, "Heracross!" ”

The strong hornworm fluttered its wings and flew towards its opponent.

"Huh~huh" The heavy punch seemed to hit a layer of steel, and Heracrosss snorted, only to find the flame porcupine standing in front of him at some point.

The hammer-like arms, the flame-like mane, and the dark golden lines on the strong body were like flames, and the Yanwu King grinned, and the white fangs exuded a cold glow.

"Flame Hammer!"

The flaming fist slammed into Heracross's head, causing a sharp pain that completely robbed it of consciousness.

"Next"

In the central conference room, many teachers heard Caesar's voice very clearly.

"Sure enough, Yun Ze is still too kind"

"Don't say that, everyone is like Caesar, and our days are sad."

"Heh ~ empathize"

"Yun Ze's temper is good, if you change the demon mercy, I'm afraid I will fight with Caesar just now, right?"

"Don't mention her, she still has a headache"

"You guy"

The teachers discussed topics of interest and paid little attention to the pictures. Guy knew that the gunmen had come to an end here.

"Drop~" The communicator sounded, and Qing Tan, who was thinking, said softly, "What's the matter?" ”

"Dean Lin"

Listening quietly, Qingtan's gaze became incomprehensible,

"I see, I know, send the 'Wind Ring Corolla' over and hurry up"

"Okay"

"Dean Lin, what's wrong?" The teachers and directors around him noticed the dean's excited expression and asked.

"It's nothing, I just heard an interesting news," Qingtan said softly, continuing to pay attention to the screen.

It seems that the battle is not over yet.

A few minutes later, at the door of a certain courtyard, the girl ushered in a familiar guest,

"Chihiro-sensei?" Ruohuan was quite surprised, "Why are you here?" ”

"En" Chihiro responded, her face was quite ugly, "You didn't participate in the school year festival?" ”

"This~" Wan scratched her cheek and was thinking about how to answer,

"I'll send something" sighed, and Chihiro didn't pursue anything anymore, handing out the box in her arms, "This is the treasure you need"

"Hmm, I'll take a look" opened the box gently, her eyes widened, and her eyes couldn't leave the cyan gold-rimmed corolla, "Wind Ring Corolla?!" ”

The silence was followed by great excitement, and Wan even forgot to say hello to the teacher and ran into the room.

"Sister!" Hurriedly came to the sarcophagus, calmed down her rapid breathing a few times, and slowly took out the flower crown and brought it to the sleeping Ruoshi.

"Hiss~" The pale cyan shimmer shone, and the petrified skin under Ruoshi's neck faded to a normal color, and the complexion also recovered a lot. The only regret is probably that he is still asleep.

"The wreath of the wind ring, as long as it is still alive, can save the wearer's last life," Chihiro came behind Wan at some point and said, "Remember, if you bring this corolla, you can't take it off." ”

"I know" was startled by the teacher, patted his chest and stuck out his tongue and said,

"You" Chihiro, who knew more about the student's temper, shook her head, but didn't continue to say anything.

Probably the crisis has passed, Wan seemed to remember something, and asked,

"Teacher, how is he?"

"Him?" Following the student's gaze to the blue spear, Chihiro quickly understood what the other party meant, and opened her mouth but didn't say anything.

Keen to perceive something, a strong uneasiness arose in Huan's heart.

"Hum, hum" In the silent room, the spear suddenly vibrated and made a mournful sound.

"Wan, come to the teacher" Chihiro said with a frown.

There was no time to move, and the spear was cut off from the ground, but it did not lose its last control.

As if struggling for a long time, the sharpshooter finally fell back to the ground and lay in the sarcophagus, beside the girl.

"What is it?" Wan muttered, then suddenly, then fell silent, her eyes moistened.

[Reverse is here to stay],

"Is the artifact following his will?" Wan muttered to the stilled sharpshooter.

"Lou" patted the student's shoulder, and Chihiro comforted.

"Teacher, I'm so useless" threw herself into the teacher's arms, sobbing, "I can't help at all"

"Ding~" The moment no one paid attention, the corner of the girl's eyes in the sarcophagus condensed a little crystal, and slowly dripped down and fell on the blue gun.

-- Central Observation Room,

After waiting for a long time, Qing Tan sighed, and watched in disappointment as the spearman on the screen was blown away by the blow of King Yanwu.

It seems that he has ended here. 、

It's just that, it's good to be able to do this kind of Cheng dù after all, yes, this is probably the limit.

"Dean Lin!"

"Huh?" Qingtan turned around and looked at the technician who was operating the instrument,

"Eventually, something is falling rapidly over the battlefield!"

"Oh? Enlarge image"

"Yes!"

Juxtaposed with the battlefield image, a blue comet appears in the smaller picture.

"Cough~" At this time, Ming had been grabbed by King Yanwu's neck,

"You're disappointing me", not as happy as expected, Caesar said, "Forget it, the King of Yanwu will be at your disposal"

"Huh" sparks flew, Yanwu King laughed fiercely, counted his answer, and slowly increased the strength of his wrist.

It seems to be over

Breathing became more and more difficult, and Ming's consciousness blurred little by little

"Boom!"

The blue light descended with immense power, and the scattered shockwave forced the Yanwu King to give up the trainer in his hand and retreat again and again.

"Huh?" Caesar, who was just about to leave, stopped and turned around slowly

"Buzz~" The whole body is crystal clear, and the spear body is as bright as a blue diamond standing in front of the inscription.

"Reverse? How could it be" barely stood up with his hands supporting his body, Ming suddenly found a little crystal on the gun, and couldn't help but reach out and take it.

The warm tears shattered, turned into stars and fell, and the light seemed to reorganize into a vague shadow, gently hugging Ming from behind, and whispering in his ear.

【Come on, Xiaoming】

Ruoshi clenched her fists, and Ming didn't look back, but slowly grabbed the blue spear body.

"Hiss~hey" dark blue arc of light extends out, covering the sky and the earth.

"Huh?" In the distance, Yun Ze and Yun Lu glanced at each other, their eyes slowly solemnizing.

"New power?" Even if he was captured by the power of time, Caesar was still calm,

Time artifact, a poke ball on both sides of the gun head slowly opened,

[The divine veins fall into the feathers, above the clouds; Blood pact divine servant, supreme accumulation; Twilight Sixteen Nights, there is no last resort; The heirs of the three sages are hard to be sharp; Pure attribute physique, dominating one side;

They deserve the word 'talent'. 】

Do you want to compete with them? From a different www.biquge.info of the Pen Fun Pavilion? 】

[It's difficult, but there's a chance. 】

Grandpa, I've seized that opportunity

[Well, I believe that one day, Xiao Ming will become a great trainer. 】

[Xiao Ming won't lie to me, come on, you will definitely win!] 】

"I won't lose" Ming wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and slowly raised the spear,

On the sharp edge of the spear, a blazing sun pulsated like a heart, and the six-winged flame moth was faintly visible in it.

"Really?" The cloth on Caesar's arm charred and disappeared, revealing red gold streaks, and the escaping flame qi flowed into the body of the Yanwu King, condensing into three golden rings of flames.

"Hmph~snort!" King Yanwu kicked the ground heavily, rushing forward with a strong flame aura, opening a deep corridor.

The spear pressed down, and the flameball from the spear was completely liberated, facing the Yanwu King.

"Lost Combat Skill - Sun God (Yan Wang Jin)!"

"Boom~boom" The pillar of flame light rose, scorching as far as the eye could see.