Chapter Seventy-Six: Lian Zhan

After Tu Shao's death, the Ice Grudge of the Ink Nightmare quickly flew back, and at the same time, it quickly became smaller and retracted into the Ink Nightmare pocket.

"Poof!" Ink sat limp in a wheelchair, a mouthful of blood spitting on the life and death platform, already overdrawn.

When the boundless night was withdrawn, hundreds of students had already gathered under the stage of life and death, and some of the instructors were hidden in the void because it was inconvenient for them to come out to see the excitement.

Seeing that Mo Wei was sitting in a wheelchair and Tu Shao was already dead and couldn't die anymore, and the crescent shovel was also seized, the students in the audience all exclaimed in surprise.

"The boss is powerful, even if the leg is gone, he still abuses the A-level elemental master like a dog...... "Speaking of this, Qizimeng's voice stopped abruptly, because he mentioned the sore spot of the ink nightmare. Ink Nightmare didn't reply, but was frantically extracting the elemental power of the first universe of the Heavenly Nightmare Seal and the blood essence and mysterious power of the second universe. The blood ghost didn't know how to get some spiritual power and transfer it to the ink nightmare.

"Hmph, Mo Wei, do you have a kind of fight with me?" A young man of the dragon clan stepped onto the stage of life and death at this time, he was an A-level elemental master, in terms of strength, he was not as good as Tu Shao. He only dared to come up and show off when he saw that Mo Wei was overdrawn, and he was ready to step down after speaking.

Ink Nightmare's voice was intermittent, "Wait, wait, come to battle!" Speaking of the time when the battle came, the knife intent on Ink Nightmare's body was sharp and domineering, as if Ink Nightmare was a treasure knife, and it was already out of the sheath at this time! I'll go first. After saying that, he wanted to run away.

"Once you get on the stage of life and death, life and death are not up to you. Lin Huoyang walked out of the void at this time, his voice was calm, and his eyes were full of appreciation when he looked at the ink nightmare,

Worm Xingtian knew that he would not be able to step down today, so he said hard. "Nightmare, I gave you a chance, but you don't ...... it" "If you want to fight, you will fight." Ink Nightmare said coldly, then straightened up, and the ice grudge in his hand reappeared.

At swords' points.

Pede Xingtian took a deep breath and took out two thin swords from the elemental space. He was a two-handed sword, and the ink was still recovering himself, while slowly thinking about the battle process of the previous battle, and there was some realization in his heart.

"Drink!" "No matter how bad the beetle Xingtian is, he is also an A-level elemental master, and no matter how bad he is, he is also the bottom of the A-level elemental master, but he is still an A-level elemental master. The pace of the beetle is light and swift, like a spring breeze.

The Nightmare was still reminiscing about the battle with his eyes closed, and the Worm Xingtian's heart was like water at this time, and he came to the front of the Nightmare and stabbed it with a sword. It was only then that the Nightmare opened her eyes.

"Hmph!" The spiritual power was surging, and a magic knife suddenly appeared in the Worm Xingtian Soul Aperture, which stirred up the Worm Xingtian Soul Aperture with a momentum like a bamboo, and the strength of the Worm Xingtian Soul Aperture was much inferior to Tu Shao, and the ink nightmare opened as soon as he rushed it. Ink Nightmare retreated, dodging the sword.

Worm Xingtian also quickly retreated backwards, for fear of being attacked by the Ink Nightmare, and the chaos in the soul was immediately taken care of by Worm Xingtian. Worm Xingtian took a deep breath, and a red pill appeared in his hand, and Worm Xingtian swallowed it in one gulp. The original yellowish skin of the beetle Xingtian began to turn red, and a wave of energy that did not belong to the beetle Xingtian appeared. Ink Nightmare watched with interest as he watched with interest, and at the same time he was on full alert.

"Ho!" two thick black horns began to grow on his head, and his eyes began to turn completely black, and his hair was dark red. "Well, it's that kind of thing!" Murre's heart was a little surprised, this look was very similar to the two-horned demon in the Ice Realm.

The Ink Nightmare pounced on the Ink Nightmare with two swords in his hand, and the Ink Nightmare drove directly off the ground in a wheelchair, reaching a height that the Worm Xingtian could not reach, and the Nightmare was sweating on his forehead. "Forbidden Hades, Forbidden, Ten Thousand Ghosts in the Sky!" Ink Nightmare roared in his heart, and ghosts appeared around Ink Nightmare, dry bones all over the ground, purple blood stained the sky. The ghost began to charge towards the ground as the worm walked into the sky, and the ink mare couldn't hold on to falling from the sky.

"Bang!" Stabilizing his body, Murree looked at the worm Xingtian. At this time, the worm Xingtian fell into the ghost den, haunted by thousands of ghost shadows, and there was no way to get out.

Dragons are a race that is not good at elementals, and they are mostly only good at physical combat. The True Dragon Clan, the Demon Dragon, and the Demon Dragon Clan are an exception.

"Ahhh But the worm Xingtian still couldn't bear the pain and suffering of the bite of ten thousand ghosts.

The twin swords danced wildly, the shadows of the ghosts were annihilated and reborn, and the worm Xingtian was becoming more and more invincible to the ghosts, but death can often stimulate a person's potential, seeing that the worm Xingtian had a sign of breakthrough, the ink was secretly not good. Ink Nightmare stared at the Worm Xingtian tightly, and at the same time cast a forbidden ghost to the sky again. The double Ten Thousand Ghosts cooperate with each other, but it is difficult to shake the Snake Xingtian who is breaking through.

"Ahh

"Die!" the worm walked on all fours facing the ground, and did not reveal its body, just staring at the ink nightmare, its godless and empty eyes were terrifying. Worm Xingtian threw away his two thin swords and pounced directly at the Ink Nightmare, the space around the Ink Nightmare was solid, and it was impossible to perform the Escape Technique!

The ink mare bit the tip of its tongue violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which instantly dissipated into gas. Ink Nightmare's soul also began to compress and compress, "Aha!" Ink Nightmare let out a loud cry and the ice resentment in his hand disappeared, and two overlord whips appeared, which were Lin Shuiqing's weapons.

"Bang!" the ink nightmare shook violently, and fine blood streaks appeared. The corners of Mo Wei's mouth were bleeding, and he looked at the crazy beetle Xingtian, without the slightest fear on his face, only excitement and fighting intent.

The two sides began a purely physical contact, fist to fist, very bloody. The physical strength of the Ink Nightmare is also greater than that of the Worm Xingtian, because the flesh of the Worm Xingtian can only be said to be the physical strength of a two-horned demon, but the Two-Horned Demon that the Ink Nightmare has killed I don't know how many!

The crazy Worm Xingtian only has killing in his heart, and he has no play to the main advantage of the A-level element, so he can only fight with the ink nightmare, isn't this looking for a hard touch......

"Poof!" Another punch, the Nightmare smashed into the head of the Worm Xingtian, the Worm Xingtian was thrown out, the Ink Nightmare smashed down with a whip, and the Worm Xingtian's skull shattered.

"Ho-ho-ho!" the worm roared unwillingly, and finally lost its voice.

Ink Nightmare slowly pulled out the heart of the worm, and the bloody scene made several girls in the audience scream. This heart is a little larger than the average dragon, and the black blood vessels on it are entangled, and it is still beating. The ink nightmare swallowed in one gulp, and immediately refined.

Before Ink Nightmare could step down, another voice sounded, "The surname Mo, do you dare to go to the stage of life and death with me?" A slightly chubby young dragon clan provoked Ink Nightmare in the audience.

"What's the matter today, why are the bugs come to provoke the master? What's the matter, can you not fight the bugs on your body?" "The wind. The young man reported his name, and Ink Wei smiled slightly, "What a little dragon clan, it is really admirable that a little dragon clan has come to an A-level elemental master and an A+1 elemental master to deal with a B+1 elemental master for me!haha!"

The students in the audience couldn't believe it after hearing Mo Wei's words, and Qi Zimeng said with a proud face. "Look, I'm only in the B+2 Elemental Main Realm now, and the Nightmare is my boss!"

Yan Xingfeng was also a little surprised, but still said, "Then it's a pity that another genius died in my hands." ”

With a shallow smile, Mo Wei sat in a wheelchair and looked at the wind, and the momentum on the wind climbed.