Wei Lin's bright red eyes flickered, her pointed ears stood upright, and her fangs came out, biting her pink lips slightly.

She was rusty and nervous.

Fortunately, in just a moment, Wei Lin gradually became familiar with the feeling of manipulating the corpse puppet, and her heart was no longer repulsed!

She knew what Red Fang meant, and it was up to her whether the Sun Clan's first battle was a loss or a draw!

Wei Lin's red pupils emitted a bright light like a star, and the stream of consciousness was triggered, and the corpse golem stepped on it, "Bang!" With a sudden leap, the corpse golem crossed a distance of 100 meters!

And Silk has entered a state of standing up at this time, completely defensive.

"Bang bang bang!"

The corpse puppet roared and threw his fist like rain without hesitation!

Silk let the corpse puppet punch and punch the body, the state has long been embarrassed, indescribable, but as long as there is a trace of connection, it can recover quickly!

It's a rhythm that can't be beaten!

Finding that Silk was no longer a threat, Red Fang, Lan Yin, and Cold Sleeves all rushed to the front and joined the ranks of the bullies together!

The Red Fang Blood Luo Sha quickly slashed, but the psionic level was crushed, and the anti-devouring power was extremely strong, and he couldn't completely cut all the silk threads!

The phantom power of the cold sleeves is completely futile, just flicking the bare sleeves to vent his anger - the phantom power is ineffective against the object who enters the absolute silk forbidden.

Lan Yin seemed to be able to cheer on her big black eyes, hoping that the corpse golem could completely break up the silk with one punch, or the red fang could completely cut off the silk with one sword......

There are only 10 seconds left!

All the members of the Sun Clan realize that the captain is out, so the only hope of a draw is to torture this guy who has become a pile of silk threads!

Silk's soul wandered outside the spirit body, sensing that she was beaten into a messy pool, which was really miserable!

These guys don't care about any etiquette, they don't care about any part of the young girl of the demon race, and they are rude!

Silk went crazy like never before, and the mad demon's battle intent climbed to the point of extreme terror:

Absolutely, it takes 10 seconds to die!

I'm pretty good!

Endure!

……

Qianji commented that Silk is an extremely difficult woman.

Half right, she's extremely difficult.

Half wrong, Silk is not a woman, now at most an indescribable pool of silk threads.

Silk not only has terrifying destructive power, but also has an indestructible body unique to the demon race.

The guy who often destroys others, it is inevitable that he will be targeted by others to provoke destruction, if the silk is locked and set on fire, she will trigger the absolute silk forbidden, and she will enter the state of immortality.

As long as there is a trace of silk thread in the immortal body, the state of life will be restored quickly!

Moreover, in the state of indestructible body, the life toughness of the silk thread has increased by more than ten times, and even the real king-level is difficult to easily and completely destroy, let alone a pseudo-king-level corpse puppet.

Of course, this is also the first time that I have been beaten so badly that I can't bear to look at it directly.

As long as you hold on for another 10 seconds, a thousand chances will win!

Silk insisted so aggrieved and violently, and suddenly had a hint of unpleasant premonition.

The demon's spiritual sense has always been extremely keen, which is not good.

……

"Silk, no problem." In the central battle area, Qianji held a big umbrella and glanced at the empty space around him, "Uncle Yan, but, Mu Yang can't ...... anything"

Qianji was embarrassed to say it directly, Qianyan triggered the soul extermination technique, and 20 seconds had passed at this time, and Mu Yang had not touched the gene threshold protection.

Mu Yang still has his head hanging slightly, but his posture is straight and straight, and the whole person is like a pine and cypress standing opposite Qianji.

Qianji's big words before seemed very embarrassing.

Xuan Gui, Jing Yan, and Yami all had anxiety in their eyes, and they looked at Qianji, vaguely questioning.

The waves of surprise and surprise outside the venue are even more embarrassing.

Many voices said that Qianji and Mu ** were playing, and by the way, they played everyone......

It's no wonder they misunderstood, in the eyes of the outside world, this game is indeed full of weirdness, and there are too many unexplained plot progressions.

For example, Mu Yang is hiding, and Qianji is waiting - you are forced out!

For example, Mu Yang is standing opposite Qianji, and Qianji is still interested in admiring it all the time - you will be killed directly!

In the past, they commented that the young master of Qianji acted treacherous, but today, too many noble children bet on the Qianji Clan to solve the Burning Sun Clan between 1 second and 200 seconds, which is based on the trust in Qianji, and at this moment, the money has been determined to be in vain!

Betraying this trust will naturally lead to resentment.

Qianji felt that he had never been so embarrassed, and his prestige was lost.

Sighing helplessly in his heart, Qianji ignored everything around him.

He has always been more casual in his words and deeds, instinctively maintaining his own unique style, for this game, he knows that he really tried his best.

Uncle Yan has come forward, can you say that you don't do your best?

"Can't extinguish the soul? Uncle Death, who specializes in soul destroying, can't destroy soul ......"

Uncle Yan seemed to say something, and Qianji was not surprised, so he immediately pushed the pink-rimmed glasses, and then leaned out his hands as white as jade towards Mu Yang: "Mu Yang, you really brought me too many surprises." Then, I'll pinch you to death myself. ”

Suddenly, a trace of blue light ignited in Mu Yang's eyes, just like the dry earth was irrigated by water in an instant, and the bright waves began to surge in time, and the vitality was filled again......

Qianji was stunned, and his hand accelerated out: "Uncle Yan!" ”

There is no need for a thousand machines to remind, the soul of a thousand deaths locks Muyang with god-level coercion, and time and space are frozen!

"Entry!"

But Mu Yang's figure still forcibly broke free from the god-level coercion and escaped into the mirror world!

Clearly, though, there was some price.

The Qianji hand that had just been conjured up failed, and Qianji looked at the puddle of blood splashed on the ground, and shook his head: "Muyang, you are really hard enough, it seems that you really don't want to lose." But there's no time, there's still 5 seconds, 4 seconds......"

Qianji turned to look at the empty space beside him, and his eyes were full of surprise - why, Uncle Yan actually fell into a weak state!

Naturally, no one can see this situation except for Qianji, but if it continues to fall into weakness and is unable to maintain spatial concealment, I am afraid that the soul body of Qianji will be exposed to everyone's field of vision!

Qianji immediately rotated the Qianji umbrella, "Bang! The big umbrella was put away, and a wisp of soul quietly escaped into it.

"His forehead print has caused a backlash against me! That forehead seal, the dragon clan once recorded......"

Qianji's last weak voice echoed in Qianji's ears.

……

Mu Yang's figure appeared in the mirror world, coughing up blood in his mouth!

Although he broke free from the god-level coercion, he suffered a backlash, and the strong soul impact caused a disorder in the spirit body, and the blood was in turmoil!

Fortunately, it's not a big deal.

It's inconceivable to do this, and Mu Yang himself doesn't know the specifics.

The mysterious power around Qianji appeared, and Mu Yang knew that Qianji was ruthless, and he definitely moved to kill, and he would definitely be out.

The subtle thing is that the ability of the Thousand Deaths is a soul attack, and this kind of attack can be said to be an unsolvable lore power, and it cannot be used by non-soul bodies.

At the beginning, Leng Qi and the others, a group of king-level powerhouses, were silently crushed by a thousand corpses like ants, and they were corpsed in an instant.

But I don't know why, Qianyan couldn't annihilate Mu Yang's soul, and even suffered from it and fell into a weak state!

Mu Yang could only vaguely remember that when the strong willpower in his heart exploded, the nine-pointed star forehead seal once shone violently.

Of course, the existence of SSS-level psionic masks was unaware of it by no one except Mu Yang himself.

The power of the forehead seal ignores soul attacks and breaks through the space-time blockade......

Without thinking too much, Mu Yang instantly cast his eyes on the strange battle situation in the distance.

It cannot be said that it is a war situation, but a unilateral rage.

However, the wreaking force was insufficient, and the cheers of the corpse puppets, red fangs, cold sleeves, and Lan Yin did not break up the silk!

There are only 3 seconds left on the clock, and since this is the case, the draw is already a doomed one!

Mu Yang's appearance stunned everyone!

"Go on!" Mu Yang wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and his pupils shrank fiercely, "Rules: Mirror World, Tianmu Square, Demon Clan, absolute defense reduced by 30%!" ”

As Mu Yang's words came out like a series of mysterious sounds, there seemed to be some mysterious power surging in the mirror world, and the rules had changed invisibly.

Wei Lin controlled the corpse puppet to raise her fist high, set off a wave of qi, and the angry fist slammed into the air, and then suddenly slammed down towards the chest that was rapidly recovering, and the "hiss" air was shocked and sobbed!

"Boom!"