"What...... Those four bars represent four-star illusionists? And all of them, all of them? This is impossible, it is impossible!"

Powerful soul power is displayed.

There are also the four bars that are scorching, so that Niu Hong, who was still mocking at the beginning, can't sit still.

Stunned, he looked at everything that was happening in front of him.

Although their number of illusionists was three times that of the primeval wind bloodline, they were also a mixed bag, with four-fifths of third-grade illusionists and only one-fifth of fourth-grade illusionists.

If all this is true, the four bars represent the four grade illusionists.

Compare the two.

The illusionist of the primeval wind bloodline directly crushed the Death Alliance in terms of quality.

No matter how many of them were, it was impossible to compare to so many Four-Rank Illusion Masters, wouldn't this be a complete defeat.

......

"Today is the day when the fourth-grade illusionists refine the three-star Wanrong Dan, you should let the third-grade illusionists take a good look and accumulate some experience, and now all the third-grade illusionists will go to the observation seat and learn it. ”

But.

Niu Hong was immersed in shocking so many four-rank illusionists and had not stopped, and Tianqi's next words made him unable to sit still.

Saw.

It was originally an empty observation seat, but in a very short period of time, the number of illusionists who came up with a hula was about the same as the number of illusionists in the Death Alliance.

They.

They all wore uniform costumes, representing the clothes of the primeval wind bloodline illusionist Keqing.

On their chests, there are also three golden bars carved out, representing that they are all three-rank illusionists.

......

"This ...... They ......"

"When did the primeval blast bloodline become so profound, the last time the tide came to us, it wasn't that their number of illusionists was very small, it was one-fifth of our total, but now, why did they surpass us so much?"

"Their rank is so high, much higher than ours. ”

Shocks and shocks came one after another.

Not only in terms of quantity, but also in terms of quality, the illusionists of the primeval wind bloodline all crushed the illusionists of the Death Alliance.

"Elder Niu, you have to understand, I don't play because I have a hard time, you have also seen our current strength, if I go again, wouldn't your loss be particularly ugly, I'm afraid that you will have no shame to go back to see the alliance elders, this is all for your consideration." ”

"I don't need to say more superfluous words, I don't need to thank me, it's all what I should do. ”

After the powerful advantage display was completed, Tianqi finally looked at Niu Hong and returned to the question he had just asked.

And Niu Hong at this time.

The face is very ugly, sometimes blue, sometimes red.

He has been crisscrossing the Fuze Continent for so many years, and he has not been slapped in the face one after another today, which is simply a great shame.

If there is, it was the last time when I was here, and the object of the slap in the face was also Tianqi.

Moreover.

In the face of Tianqi's slap in the face, he couldn't have any rebuttal, so he could only swallow his own bitter fruit.

"This ...... So that's ......"

"Now that we're all set, let's get started. ”

Niu Hong, who has never been slapped in the face like this, is now eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

I wanted to get back into the field, but the deeper I got in, there was no way to get out.

His old face is completely gone at this time.

In a hurry, he could only vaguely pass and wait for the start of the competition.

At this time, everyone in the Taifeng bloodline family.

Seeing that Niu Hong, who had always been arrogant and domineering, and had been targeting the bloodline of the primeval wind, was finally ridiculed like this, making him completely faceless.

They wondered how happy they were.

The anger that had been accumulating for so many years finally dissipated at this time.

At the same time as relieving qi, the refining of the elixir on the test field also officially began.

Soul power began to rage.

The scorching temperature of the Soul Flame continues to unfold.

All of a sudden, refining, failing, and re-refining, began to be staged on top of the competition.

......

"What, Elder Sen Luo didn't even come to the field in person, didn't start refining the three-star Wanrong Pill, what did they want to do. ”

The competition has officially begun.

Niu Hong, who had just seen the powerful strength of the primeval bloodline, his palms were full of beads of sweat, and his heart was very anxious.

It was originally a winning competition, but there was such an accident.

In this competition, it is estimated that their hopes of victory are a little slim.

Next, I can only pray, praying that the illusionists of my alliance will fail a few times less, and can win the final salute in the face of great adversity.

But when he saw that Elder Sen Luo didn't actually step forward to refine it himself, he was even more puzzled.

"Damn, it's too much to deceive people, it's really too much to deceive people! Ancient Wind Bloodline, Tianqi, Zao Wou-Ki, you deceive me too much. ”

But.

Niu Hong's confusion didn't last long, and he immediately knew the significance of Elder Sen Luo's appearance.

It turned out that it was also invisibly, slapping their face in the face of the Death Alliance.

It's like there's no way to stop it, and it's just unacceptable to them.

"Fang Han, the method you refined just now was a bit wrong, the temperature of the Soul Flame was a little too high to cause the failure just now. Now don't unite the people who have failed, you look at the four-grade illusionist of the Death Alliance, who is the leader, and the tide of being expelled by us. ”

"His control of the soul flame is very rude, look at him now, the flame of the soul flame is beginning to increase, but the soul power has not kept up, it is completely an impossible mistake to make, at first glance he is a novice, and he is about to explode and fail, so don't learn it. ”

"I don't even know how he became the original No. 1 Phantom Master, as far as his water spirit is concerned, he is a low-level four-grade Phantom Master here, which is incomprehensible. ”

"Bang ......"

After an explosion exploded, everything was really as Elder Sen Luo said, and the three-star Wanrong Pill refined by the tide sound really failed.

And after his failure, Elder Sen Luo directly used him as a negative teaching material and taught his own disciples.

Then the conversation changed, and he continued to point to another fourth-grade illusionist and said:

"You guys are looking at that fourth-grade illusionist, I suspect that his grade is fake, is he a pig? I didn't expect the Death Alliance to even invite people of his level, is it crazy? I don't even have the most basic common sense, if there is a mistake in the order of the two materials put into the soul tripod, it will definitely explode. ”

"Bang ......"

Not surprisingly, after Elder Sen Luo finished speaking, the fourth-grade illusionist who was said to be began to sort out the residue of failure in the midst of embarrassment.

"Have you seen the negative textbooks? Don't learn from them. At present, they have also found a few shortcomings, everyone will try to refine them once, and then they will continue to find shortcomings, after all, they are too rubbish. ”

"There are also some third-grade illusionists, he should have come to waste materials. ”