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Chapter 61 The Power of the Holy Dragon

The next morning

At this time, Qin Tianling was following Han Xiaoxiao and Xing Yin on the way to the field. Qin Tianling whispered: "Han Xiaoxiao, Xing Yin, you all know how to fight later, right?"

Han Xiaoxiao said: "Well, but this time the enemy is definitely different from the strength of the Fu Jianmen team last time. You must not be careless this time."

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Qin Tian's eyes and said, "This game, I will not be ruthless to this team."

In the competition field

Qin Tianling looked at the team coming towards him and said coldly: "Hello, we're meeting, Lei, Ming!" The last two words were almost spoken word by word.

Although Qin Tianling was able to gain strength, the majesty from the Nine Yang Destroying Dragon destroying the world still spread, making Lei Ming breathless.

Just as Lei Ming was about to resist the pressure, a slender hand gently pressed on his shoulder. In an instant, all the pressure was resisted, and Lei Ming slowly stood up straight.

The young man with his hand on Lei Ming's shoulder slowly said: "Captain of the Representative Team of the Fifth Lei Pavilion, see you on the field later." After saying that, he waved his hand and his figure disappeared instantly.

"So strong!" Qin Tianling said in his heart: "This feeling is the eight chakra of the Star Soul Master, but it also feels like it is beyond the eight chakra."

While Qin Tianling was thinking about it, Han Xiaoxiao came to Qin Tianling at some point and said, "It's time for us to enter the game. Be careful in the first game. That person was very strong just now, you should have felt it too!"

Qin Tianling walked forward and said, "That's right, this person has at least the strength of the Star Soul Master Eight Wheels, so he should not be underestimated."

At this time, the referee on the stage saw Qin Tianling and the others entering the court and said, "Now, the first single-game player on the stage!"

Qin Tianling's eyes flashed a few times and walked onto the competition stage. When he stopped the stage, his eyes became a little surprised. Is he the first game?

At this time, the young man who had "fighted" with Qin Tianling outside the court walked forward and said, "Mi Lei Sect, leave the curtain and."

Qin Tianling said the same thing: "Frozen Lei Pavilion, Qin Tianling."

The referee waved his palm and the two fell on the edge of the competition stage in an instant. The referee then said: "The game begins!"

"boom--"

Just as the referee finished speaking, Qin Tianling moved, and hundreds of rockets emerged from behind and rushed towards the curtain and.

Li Mu smiled, and the folding fan in his hand opened, and his body rushed towards the whistling rockets.

Li Jian and his body soared into the sky, a trace of thunder lingered on the folding fan, swinging towards the rocket.

"Bo! Bo! Bo!"

Li Miyu's body wandered in the fire like a fish, and his folding fan was swinging towards the rocket from time to time. What surprised Qin Tianling was that when his rocket met Li Miyu's folding fan, it was instantly absorbed by him and turned into his energy. He carried out the next attack.

"Fire Shield," Qin Tianling shouted softly, a wall of flames blocked him, and then made a small handprint, and a ball of thunder ball appeared in his hand.

Under the attack of Lishui, almost all the rockets had turned into his energy. Then, Lishui sneered and shouted: "Thunder Candle!"

In an instant, the curtain fell to the ground, and the folding fan in his hand released a stream of thunder, gradually forming an eight-meter-long spear, floating in his hand, "Go!"

"Chew!"

The thunder gun cut through the air, and after a few breaths, he came to the fire shield in front of Qin Tianling and stabbed in a sudden.

"Click!"

A crack appeared on the fire shield, and the color of the spear was dimmer. It fell on the curtain not far away and sneered: "Qin Tianling, you underestimate me too much, the spear, shattered!"

"boom--"

The fire shield in front of Qin Tianling broke, and the rolling thunder came to Qin Tianling in the blink of an eye. Qin Tianling smiled and showed her white teeth, saying, "No, you were wrong, on the contrary, you underestimated me."

Suddenly, a huge suction force came from under his feet, and he left the curtain and said intimately: "Not good!"

Immediately afterwards, Qin Tian's figure fell from the sky, and the thunder ball that had been prepared in advance hit his head.

In desperation, Li Gu had no choice but to use the folding fan in his hand to block it, but the thunder ball suddenly disappeared, leaving only Qin Tianling's figure. Qin Tianling punched the folding fan.

"Click!"

Qin Tianling immediately smashed a big crack in the folding fan. Immediately afterwards, Qin Tianling's eyes moved, and his body retreated more than ten meters backwards, landing on the side of the game field, and a trace of bloodstains flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

"Out!" Qin Tianling shouted in a low voice.

"boom!"

The moment Qin Tianling finished speaking, a ball of thunder flashed out from behind the scenes and the unprepared scenes and the unprepared scenes and the thunder balls flashed out from behind.

"Ah!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Li Muyu's mouth, and he staggered for a few steps before stabilizing his body.

After he stood firm, he left the curtain and said fiercely: "You are the first person who is lower than me and even asked me to use this trick."

"Star Spirit, come out!"

In an instant, the world was dark, and a golden tiger was standing in front of it, with a hideous face like a god of death.

Looking at this scene, Qin Tianling sneered: "Is Xingling? I have it too."

"Thunder Holy Dragon, come out!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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