Wen Gurong and Wen Baichuan glanced at each other, and then nodded at the ink dye in unison.

Mo Dye has never met twins, and at this moment, the two people in front of him, Mo Dye clearly felt a strange connection, that is a heart-to-heart connection, it seems, this is called the telepathy of twins.

Ink Dye curiously felt the power, the power of the bloodline that was both novel and mysterious, it was really surprising.

"The strength of Baichuan and Gurong should not be underestimated."

Sen Tear looked at a man and a woman on the stage, and there were bursts of power fluctuations from the hands of the two of them.

"Yes, speaking of which, at that time, Wangshu fought with these two sisters and brothers on a whim, but it took a lot of effort to defeat them."

The three thousand green silk of the little girl who spoke was bound by a wisp of lilac silk, hanging down softly along the moving curve, revealing a little dust, like the immortal who strayed into the mortal dust, there was a kind of ethereal spirit that could not be blasphemed.

The gaze gradually moved up, staying on the flawless cheeks of the girl in Tsing Yi, the fair skin seemed to be blown and broken, and there was a soft smile at the corner of the mouth, which made people feel a soft feeling like a spring breeze, as if as long as they saw her smile, all kinds of anxiety in their hearts would disappear in an instant, full of strange magic.

Such a woman is as flawless as the fairy who combines the aura of heaven and earth.

This girl's name is Yi Lian, and she is currently ranked thirteenth on the list.

"What Yi Lian said makes sense, if the ink dye defeats them and proves that the strength of the ink dye is almost the same as that of Wangshu, then we will not be unconvinced, after all, in the academy, strength is still respected.

Moreover, it seems that the expectations for ink dyeing are high. ”

The young man who spoke was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a bad smile, and even the two thick eyebrows were soft ripples, as if he had been smiling all the time, crooked, like a bright first quarter moon in the night sky.

The fair skin is set off by the pale pink lips, the handsome and prominent facial features, the perfect face shape, especially the dazzling zircon earrings in the left ear, add a touch of uninhibited to his sunny handsomeness.

The young man's name is Yun Ze, and he is ranked eleventh on the Zhao list, he is the pistachio among them, and he smiles all the time, which is very similar to Wangshu, but Wangshu's smile is a little meaningful no matter how you look at it.

The other teenagers and girls didn't say anything, just stared at the three people on the stage, they wanted to know where the gap with the ink dye was.

When Ink Dye easily defeated Sen Tear without using his spiritual power, they understood that Ink Dye's strength was not just the second level of the king, and they couldn't say what that strength was.

Speaking of ink dyeing, this person is also really terrifying, three days ago, in full view of everyone, he easily defeated Shen Sheng, who ranked second in the Zhao List, with the domain at that time, the ink dye was only the second level of the king.

Now in just three days, Mo Ran's strength seems to have changed by leaps and bounds, this almost perverted promotion method, anyone will think that it is a pile of pills, but Mo Ran is standing there, with an indifferent face, the breath and foundation on his body are strong, it is clearly a solid proof of promotion.

So, ink dyeing is really too perverted.

Several people secretly came to the conclusion that they seemed to want to be jealous of such an ink dye, but they couldn't be jealous, a girl who looked younger than them was much stronger than them, but it was really a lot tight.

Several people gathered their thoughts and focused their attention on the three people who were still deadlocked on the stage.

"Naturally, you are ready, ink dye, defeat us, you are the powerhouse recognized by the inner courtyard of our Spiritual Illusion Academy."

Wen Baichuan stared at Mo Dye's indifferent little face tightly, his fists clenched, and his golden hair was casually draped behind him, which was beautiful.

It seems that the appearance of this sister and brother is a little biased towards the European and American style of the previous life, but Wen Baichuan's facial features are more profound and tall, while Wen Gurong is slightly inferior, but the two have the same golden hair and the same eyebrows and eyes are still very similar.

"Okay."

Mo Ran nodded, and the sound of gurgling came from his stomach more and more clearly, the sound was not loud, but he heard Baichuan

The siblings still heard it.

The ink stained his face black for a moment, and now it was a shame.

"You...... Hungry? ”

Wen Gurong covered his lips and looked at Mo Ran with some amusement.

"Ahem, hurry up, I'll go to dinner after the beating."

Mo Ran pretended to cough a few times, and then looked at the two of them with a black face.

Jun Chenyuan stood behind, snapping his fingers, and there were bursts of fluctuations in the air behind Jun Chenyuan.

"Prepare food and snacks."

Jun Chenyuan whispered, and the person behind him took the order and disappeared.

Jun Chenyuan's face is not very good, his baby is hungry and has to compete, how can Jun Chenyuan be happy, but this is the decision of ink dyeing, Jun Chenyuan can only respect.

"So, let's get started."

Wen Gurong nodded, his hands were sealed from his chest, and then a huge flame rose into the air behind itself, and a red giant python appeared in place, staring at the ink stain with cold eyes, spitting out blood-red letters.

"Blood python, fusion."

Wen Gurong said that, and the huge blood python slowly turned into light and burrowed into Wen Gurong's body.

Then, Wen Gurong's golden hair was dyed bright red, the corners of his eyes were dotted with blood red, more and more bewitching and beautiful, a green coat climbed on the lines of flames, the skirt hunted with the sound of the wind, and a huge red tail appeared behind him, gently flicking.

"Come out, Nightmare."

Wen Baichuan closed his eyes slightly, and with a wave of one hand, the same giant python appeared beside him, but compared to Wen Gurong's blood python, there were many purple lines on the scorching body, which looked very beautiful.

"Fusion."

Wen Baichuan's low voice sounded, and gradually, the giant python slowly merged with him, but Wen Baichuan's appearance changed a lot.

A red dress, Xuanwen cloud sleeves, Wen Baichuan lowered his eyes and face, as if immersed in the world he created, the long eyelashes on the heart-shaped face, forming an arc of temptation, people move with the sound, occasionally raise their heads, make people breathe tightly, a good face.

It's just that something flickered in those eyes, which made people unable to grasp it, but wanted to peep, and before they knew it, people had been attracted and intoxicated together.

The two sisters and brothers knew that ink dyeing was not simple, and they began to be fully armed in an instant, looking at ink dyeing.

"Come on."

Mo Dye moved his wrist, and his petite body flew towards the two of them like a cannonball, and wrapped around Wen Baichuan at the moment before he could react, and the seemingly soft fist hit Wen Baichuan's jaw fiercely, and then his fingertips turned flexibly, unloading Wen Baichuan's chin, successfully making the corners of his lips ooze blood, and bent down.

Almost at the same time, the ink-dyed five fingers became claws, grabbed Wen Gurong's blood-red tail fiercely, pinched the seven-inch position and pressed it hard, taking advantage of the moment Wen Gurong turned around, the claw turned into a fist, and gravity hit Wen Gurong's lower abdomen, and then quickly retreated.

Everything was almost in the electric light, and when everyone came back to their senses, Wen Baichuan covered his jaw and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop bleeding, coughing violently.

And Wen Gurong knelt directly on the ground, bending over to cover his abdomen, his face full of pain.

It's just that in an instant, before Mo Dye has used any spiritual power, he has already beaten the two people who are full of momentum like this.

"Oh my God... This, this is ......"

"Ink dyeing also... It's too rebellious! ”

"I haven't used my spiritual power yet, you know, Mo Dye is a fifth-line summoner, the first full-line summoner on the continent that has no ancients before and no one after him!"

"Is it so powerful?"

There was a sound of swallowing saliva all around, a shock, incredible in the power of the ink dye, and incredible in speed.

"Ahem, it's really, it's strong......."

Wen Baichuan pulled his chin back hard, coughed violently, and then stood up.

"Yes, very strong."

Wen Gurong's seven inches were pinched by the ink, and he couldn't mention it at the moment

Energetic, he had to half-kneel on the ground and look up at Mo Ran.

"This ......."

Sen Tear and the others below have grown up their mouths, and they know very well the strength of the Baichuan sisters and brothers, but they didn't expect that now they were suppressed by the ink as soon as they made a move.

"Sister, use that trick, if the enemy can't be beaten, I'm afraid we can only admit defeat."

Wen Baichuan looked at Mo Ran's indifferent posture, and suddenly smiled.

"Okay."

Wen Gurong knows Wen Baichuan's mind best, they have always thought that they are very strong and worthy of the name of genius, but now, a girl who is younger than them can beat them like this so easily, it is really, interesting.

Wen Gurong stood up, his fingertips shook Wen Baichuan, and the rich flames appeared on the two of them, and the dark red flames gradually converged, and the color became darker and darker, and even turned black.

Among the flames, the yellow flame is low-level, the red flame is the high-level, and the black flame is the top, which is a kind of flame that is close to destruction, and can even burn the soul.

"Burn, Hellfire."

The voices of the two became ethereal, their bodies slowly lifted off the ground, and the black flames that soared into the sky ignited, and the blazing heat almost melted the entire earth.

"It's hot."

"yes, it's too hot......."

The temperature began to rise all around, and sweat began to run down people's foreheads.

"There has been a show, their fame skills."

Yi Lian's eyes gradually widened, such a blazing temperature could indeed be caused by hellfire.

The dean stared at everything below, watching Ink Dye see Black Flame only regain his composure in surprise for a moment. I can't help but feel more and more satisfied.

With a wave of one hand, the protective shield slowly wrapped around the stands, so as not to hurt innocents with such a powerful force.

Mo Ran looked at the black flames in the sky, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile.

The power of the black flame is indeed strong, but unfortunately, the source of Wen Baichuan and Wen Gurong's strength is too weak, at least for now, they can't hurt the ink dye.

"Go ahead."

Wen Baichuan and Wen Gurong controlled the black flame and walked towards the ink dye wrap, the speed of the black flame was extremely fast, and the ink dye was wrapped in it in an instant, turning into a black fireball.

"Sister, can we make it?"

Wen Baichuan's spiritual power was almost exhausted at this moment, and he gasped heavily, sweat falling from his forehead.

"No, I don't know."

Wen Gurong didn't dare to be sure, because they didn't know the true strength of the ink dye, and at this moment, it was also relying on Wen Baichuan, and the spiritual power was almost dry.

The black flame was spinning at high speed, and people couldn't see the inside clearly.

"What's going on?"

"yes, I can't see it clearly."

"How's the ink dye?"

The crowd began to talk a lot, and it was impossible to see the situation inside, and people were anxiously watching.

Just then, the crowd burst into screams.

"Look there!"

Everyone should be promoted, it turned out that the pitch-black black flame refracted ice blue light inside, and powerful spiritual power fluctuations slowly came, and a dazzling light emitted out, illuminating every corner.

The crowd resisted the dazzling light, and when the light was extinguished, everyone looked at the high platform.

The ink dye in red is not clean, but it is different, countless water elements appear around the ink dye, and a woman stands beside the ink dye, and the huge ice blue fishtail tightly protects the ink dye.

The woman's long ice-blue hair was scattered behind her, her delicate eyebrows and eyes, her fair forehead was shining with the mark of the sea god, and the woman's fair shoulders were dotted with blue scales, which was delicate and beautiful. The thin veil on the body is faint, like a celestial being, and the huge fishtail on the lower body is sparkling, and the scales are refracted in the sunlight with colorful light, and the color is extraordinary.

The woman's expression was cold, her momentum was extraordinary, and she strongly protected the ink dyeing on her body.

"Just Black Flame, you also want to hurt my master?"