Outside the ring! Swords raining down! The entire defense circle, like an earthquake, shook from side to side!

Every shot that falls is accompanied by a violent vibration!

The tinkling sound is endless! Bang!

The blue-white defensive circle shattered when you heard the sound!

"Lian~!" Zilong shouted loudly!

The rain of swords outside the magic circle condensed into a white-gold giant sword!

Fly around the semi-circle! Hang in the center! Stab hard!

Bang~!

"This is enough to resist the sixth-order knight and strike with all his might!"

On the elder seat, except for Han Qian, the other four elders roared in unison.

Stop with one hit!

Huge smoke and dust rise from the ground! Spread around the Proving Grounds!

Paladin Chief Han Qian waved his hand, and the smoke and dust in the trial ground seemed to be blown by a strong wind!

Rush towards the window of the trial ground and the entrance of the passage in an orderly manner!

After counting!

The smoke clears! The figures of the three people come into view!

The ring of fine stone is torn apart!

Central location!

A dark hole stimulates everyone's nerves!

"Gollum~"

The sound of swallowing saliva was clear and clear, and the audience was silent!

Yang Wenzhao was stunned in place, and a sword tip appeared in front of him!

The person holding the sword was none other than the purple dragon with his head scattered, and the headband tied to the back of his head had already been cut off.

"You lost ......" a magnetic crisp voice came out of Zilong's mouth.

The referee, who was suspended in mid-air and used defensive armor, looked at Zilong with a frightened expression.

He was the only one who could see the details of the previous battle.

Smash the surrounding icicles! Zilong's sword pointed directly at Yang Wenzhao's face!

Ling Lingling~!

The long sword in his hand turned into golden light and dissipated, and Zilong turned around and jumped and fell in front of Long Haochen.

Turning back at the referee, he asked. "Can you make the cut?"

"Yes...... But ...... "couldn't say a word, and the referee was already frightened.

If Zilong's blow falls on him, I'm afraid he will only fall on the spot!

"I announce! No. 89 and No. 98 are promoted! ”

Paladin Chief Han Qian, his face full of relief, announced with the excitement in his heart.

"It's horrible!" The audience applauded.

In an instant, the entire trial ground cheered one after another.

The voice of excitement and admiration resounded throughout the audience!

Put away her surprised expression, Yehua was happy like a child, dancing with her hands.

"Hahaha! Good purple dragon! ”

Looking at Yehua's excited appearance, Li Xin on the side covered her mouth and snickered.

"Teacher...... Pay attention to the image, hahaha! ”

Hearing Li Xin's voice, Yehua came back to her senses, clenched her fists to her mouth in embarrassment and coughed.

But the smile on his face did not mean to disappear.

In the ring, the two Zilong hooked their shoulders, and their faces were full of happiness.

Bang dang!

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and Yang Wenzhao's mind kept replaying the battle scene.

He raised his hands tremblingly, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

- The sword...... Can I really stop it?

At the exit of the proving ground, the three of Yehua were so excited that they cheered around Zilong.

Seeing everyone's happy appearance, Zilong closed his eyes with a tired look and passed out!

The eyes quickly caught the purple dragon, and the happy look on Long Haochen's face disappeared.

Worriedly, he called out to Zilong.

"Purple Dragon! Zilong, wake up! ”

Squatting down, grasping Zilong's wrist, Yehua frowned tightly and closed his eyes silently.

In the hotel room, the three of them stood by Zilong's bed with sad faces.

"Teacher...... Purple dragon him! Long Haochen looked at Yehua standing in front of the window and asked.

"The balance of spiritual power is broken, and the six different spiritual powers are disordered! Zilong is afraid that he can't hide it. ”

Yehua looked down at the crowded street outside the window, and said in a sad tone.

"Can't hide? What do you mean by this? Carefully covering Zilong with the quilt, Li Xin got up and asked.

Lowering his head with self-reproach, Long Haochen muttered to himself, telling what Yehua meant.

"Guardian Knight Cultivation Falls ......"

The knight's spiritual power that could suppress the six major abilities dried up,

Other abilities take advantage of the void to compete for the main position, and the spiritual power in the body is chaotic and inseparable.

This is the main reason for the little dragon's coma.

The most serious thing is that Zilong can only cultivate seven abilities at the same time in the future!

If he didn't take the pill, his cultivation progress would be seven times that of ordinary people!

"Even ......!" Glancing back at Zilong, who was lying unconscious on the bed, Long Haochen didn't dare to speak.

"Even because of this, he was targeted by major forces, lost his freedom, and the most dangerous thing is...... The demons will definitely not let him grow! By then...... Alas......"

Thump!

A sense of powerlessness arose, Li Xin's body went limp, and she sat on the edge of the bed.

"How can he stand house arrest with such a detached temperament...... Is there no other way? ”

"Retire! Until Zilong has self-preservation, no one in the world can restrain him, even if it is made public. ”

Yehua let go of her clenched fist, as if resigned to her fate, and turned to look at Zilong sadly.

"How can this be! He promised his father to join the temple! Become a Knight of the Divine Seal! He's so good......"

Li Xin raised her hand to cover her face and sobbed, feeling unwilling for Zilong's fate.

Withdrawing from the tournament means you can't join the Templar League!

If you can't join the Templar Alliance, it means you can't touch the Divine Seal Throne!

He does not have a complete creation bloodline in his body, and if he wants to inherit the strongest throne, he must pass the test of the throne!

Unless you can awaken the bloodline! Like Zimo and Zimeng, they have the most primitive creation bloodline!

As long as you cultivate spiritual power, the Eternal and Creation Thrones will definitely take the initiative to surrender like the Purple Monarch.

But Zilong, who does not have a system, if he wants to awaken the bloodline, it is not easy to .......

Li Xin's voice fell, and the pain in Long Haochen and Yehua's hearts was even worse.

In the No. 1 villa area of the wealthy area, Saint Caier sat in front of the mirror and carefully dressed up.

The movements of his hands looked so rusty, and he pursed his moist red lips.

Standing in front of the mirror with satisfaction, checking the deficiencies.

"Night Primrose Hotel, room 520, tell Zilong that I want to see him."

Putting on a light veil, Saint Cai'er spoke with joy.

On the edge of the balcony, the green-clad assassin nodded and disappeared into place.

Walking out of the gate of the villa, Saint Caier held a cane and walked towards the park in a good mood.

Airplanes!

A purple mist appeared out of thin air, blocking Saint Cai'er's way.

The man who walked out of the fog was the green-robed guard who had gone and returned.

"Returning to the eldest lady, I'm afraid Zi Gongzi won't be able to come......"

"Speak!" Sheng Cai'er frowned and said unkindly.

"Zilong fell unconscious after the match with Yang Wenzhao, and now ...... Still lying in bed. ”

As soon as the green-robed guard's voice fell, a burst of purple condensed murderous aura vibrated out!

The shock made the guards turn on their backs! Fly into the distance!

Between the buildings of the Holy City! A purple figure shuttled freely.

Silver-white eyes, gradually brightening! Deep purple eyes appear in the world again!

Assassin Temple! The green-robed guards hurriedly reported the matter.

I learned that Saint Cai'er went berserk! The shadow disappeared into the temple in an instant!

"The power of reincarnation is rampant! This girl can't go crazy! ”

On the way to the Knight's Temple, Shadow followed the wind with a solemn expression.

(End of chapter)