Authentic Magic Gate

"What kind of spell is this!" Shangguan Ding was surprised, because the influence of the spell was very small for him, a virtual monk, but what he felt was that the gold power almost punctured the skin and produced a real pain.

The monks watching the battle were also excited. They only played too fast in the two games. They didn't communicate with each other. They didn't watch too much. The monks who controlled the dragon city surprised them when the game came up.

Now it depends on whether Shangguan Ding answered, if he does not answer, it will be despised by many people.

"This is the arrow, which directly locks the face of the enemy, exerts pressure on Yuanshen, and can enhance the influence of the law." Shangguan Ding is not secret. This thing, the master of the peak must be able to see the mystery. If he does not say, the other party will go back. Just ask.

"Thank you for your advice." Bai Mochou's sleeves flicked and slapped over with a slap. His sleeves were rolled up, stirring the vitality, making the space between him and Shangguan Ding messed up, wanting to use magic attacks, It's almost impossible.

Shangguan Ding didn't look at it, he hit it with a punch, and the thunder light exploded in an instant. In the chaotic space, the thunder was densely covered. Bai Mochou completely ignored the power of the thunder and quickly passed through the densest area of ​​the thunder. , Turned into a golden light, cut the fist of the top officials.

"Instant Thunder is so powerful!"

"Yeah, if there are a few monks like you and me standing there, most of them will die if they don't die?"

The conversation is a group of infants, all of whom agree with the speaker. Bai Mochou is not easy to cross the thunder area. He can wait for a while. The duration of the thunder attack is extremely short. If you can wait, you will lose the continuity of the attack, and you will not be able to cut his palm like a big axe.

Shangguan Ding's fist loosened, his hands clasped forward, blocking Bai Mochou's palm.

The hands of the two touched together. There was a sound of metal impact. This sound was so stiff and indifferent, and all the magic hearts of the infant monks outside the field were turbulent.

Both sides quickly retreated. Bai Mochou felt that one of his arms was numb, and Shangguanding felt that the spell he held in his hands was defeated. The frontal body seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and then began to sore after dizziness.

Bai Mochou's power is greater, but Shangguanding is a well-prepared spell, and neither side takes advantage of it.

Shangguanding realized that the attack of the monks of Jin'ao Island was simple and concise, and the power was condensed. It was completely different from the battle on the 800 continents. Even if he simulated many battles before this. Not as good as Bai Mochou's lessons for him.

Both sides retreated because if they knew that they were in close combat, it would n’t make much sense to be injured.

When Shangguanding waved his arm, Bai Mochou felt tingling cheeks, and there was no good way. This method is purely consuming the power of the enemy's consciousness. It is not necessarily true that it can hurt the enemy. It is the same state. It can only disturb the enemy. However, if this method is not ruled out, your own attacks will be reduced in power.

If it takes longer than the spell, it means that its own consumption is 20% more than the opponent's average.

The eyes of Lord Na Feng and Ye Ting accidentally touched together. Ye Ting smiled, and the other party also smiled at Ye Ting. The monks of the two men evenly matched each other, so even this time the competition was not in vain.

Ye Ting is convinced that it is impossible for him to see each other's weaknesses from Bai Mochou, and Lord Na Feng is so sensitive to Ye Ting's monks.

It's very balanced, there will be everything, there are no particularly obvious flaws, the actual combat experience is rich, and the will to change oneself is extremely strong.

Master Nafeng calmed down a lot. This kind of monk is worthy to enter the door.

boom!

A fierce explosion sounded, and smoke and dust flew in the field. The monks outside the field can only carefully observe the battle in the field with their consciousness. In addition, the fierce fighting between the two inside will not affect the outside.

Bai Mochou released the gold spells, and the golden light that fell from the sky seemed to be chopped like a giant axe.

There is an additional five-element flag in the hands of Shangguan Ding, and the five-element spell is splashed like water. If it is not a performance, he will not do so, and will play more concisely.

According to the details of the battlefield, the Nether Monk will save a lot of useless coherent spells and increase the casting speed.

Now the two are fighting, but like a textbook, all the details are revealed. After half an hour of effort, Bai Mochou's attack became more and more fierce, and around the Shangguan Ding, there were already more than twenty five-member magic soldiers.

Many onlookers of the virtual realm began to take a look at Ye Ting's Yulong City.

They more or less thought that Ye Ting's strength was no doubt. If he denied this, he would deny the owner of Jin'ao Island. However, the monks of Yulong City were born on 800 continents, and they must be of average level.

Unexpectedly, the first two games were tied, and in the third game, the young Shangguan Ding was so fierce, and Bai Mochou made a gesture of attack.

Only the disciples of other Qifeng passed the news back, and this battle attracted more attention.

Bai Mochou itself is not too famous, and he is not an outstanding monk at the 183th peak, but Shangguan Ding does not even have a disaster in the virtual world. He has just arrived in Jin'ao Island in less than a year.

Bai Mochou is not good anymore, he can take it alone when he takes it outside.

Both sides made no mistakes in their attacks. They each resisted the opponent's spell attacks no less than ten times. Both of them were not injured. Their equipment was slightly damaged, but it did not affect the battle.

Behind Shangguan Ding, Yulong Shenjia appeared from time to time a phantom of a big tripod. When it was affected by the spell, it was completely blocked by this big tripod.

Bai Mochou is a half-body magic armor. After hard resistance to spell attacks, he stripped off a lot of armor, but the function has not been reduced at all.

The two are equipped with first-class equipment and evenly matched spells.

Ye Ting is getting more and more bored. This kind of performance doesn't make much sense to him. Shangguan Ding has done a good job, but the time to come to Kyushu is too short. If it is not a home advantage, I am afraid there will be another hour Defeat.

On the other hand, Bai Mochou only has no weaknesses in his realm, and can exert more than 90% of his own strength.

The monks outside the door usually can only exert half of their power, and any more can easily collapse.

Ye Ting is much stronger than the two of them. So Ye Ting seemed to be a little disappointed. The Lord Feng observed Ye Ting's expression from afar, and determined that Ye Ting's strength might be stronger than he thought.

However, Bai Mochou had the upper hand, and he also felt the expression on Ye Ting's side, and was a little angry in his heart.

My spell is so ugly.

His hands glowed with golden light at the same time, and he drank: "Brother Shangguan, I have a spell and it has great power. You have to be careful."

Shangguan Ding is depressed. If I were not a show, why would you have the opportunity to put together this spell? But he was also prepared. His five-element flag was inserted on the ground. The twenty-five elements of the five elements were lined up in battle. His hands patted the ground. The ground was undulating.

His foundation is not as solid as Ye Ting. In this case, he didn't dare to release the gravitational well.

The space above the head suddenly became lacking in the power of restraint, as if the power of the control law had disappeared. Shangguan Ding ignored it and slipped his feet forward on the undulating ground. Over the top of the head, tens of thousands of golden lights fell, the shape of the blade is exactly the same.

For the virtual spell, these blades are all fake, and only the piece that falls on you will become true.

The power of these blades is not something armor can resist. However, Shangguanding still hasn't inspired his own rune. This is a spell competition. It's a shame to inspire rune.

He has some itchy roots now, and if his rune is allowed, he can solve his opponent within half an hour.

He carried Fu Mi on his body purely to prevent accidents. He was born on 800 continents. He did not believe in the Kyushu monks. In case of unexpected events on the ring, with these Fu Lu in hand, he was sure to escape in the hands of people under the three disasters of the virtual world A life.

Shangguan Ding glide over, strange posture, completely not threatened by the blade above his head.

Bai Mochou was surprised. No one can break through his spells. Where did this mistake come from? Seeing that Shangguan Ding had slipped beyond the attack range, he hesitated for a moment, and instead of making changes, he stepped back and said, "I lost."

Shangguan Ding was even more depressed. His counterattack didn't make a shot, and the opponent admitted defeat.

However, he vaguely felt that Bai Mochou was not malicious. Bai Mochou's spell was not easy to avoid, but the subsequent changes had to pay a high price, and it would take a few sapphire charms to inspire.

This is the second change. Once motivated, Bai Mochou cannot control himself, and may have killed Shangguanding.

At the end, it seems that many infant monks in the audience are inexplicable, and the follow-up changes of the two people have not been released, it is over? Fortunately, there will be no bets for this kind of competition, otherwise I don't know how many people are going to shoot the two on the field.

Ye Ting saw the other side admit defeat, and simply grabbed the ring, and headed towards the main peak under the color shed in the distance: "It is also up to us to shoot. Please don't be merciful in this battle."

The arrogance he said, the Lord of the Peak was a little unhappy, and his body flew into the ring with a shocking speed.

He approached Ye Ting, wanted to give Ye Ting a horse, and then saw Ye Ting's back, flying dozens of huge butterflies. Drive hundreds of lightnings.

boom!

Lord Nafeng turned around, the vitality around his body produced a vortex, hundreds of lightnings were simultaneously disillusioned, he hadn't waited for a change, more lightnings gathered around him, assembled around him, and exploded.

"You, this! Is ..."

"Xiao Zhutian Thunder Prohibition Method." Ye Ting said calmly. After he said these words, he had manipulated more than 10,000 thunders.

The peak of Alexander, a flaw in a blink of an eye, approached the thunder behind him, and had lost the possibility of defense. Ye Ting's thunder was suddenly slowed down, and Master Feng turned around and pointed out the tyrannical thunder.

"Lonely Devil God!" Someone from the audience exclaimed. This pointed out that it was all the thunder.

Ye Ting smiled: "Come again."

During the speech, there were tens of thousands of thunders flashing again, and the people who were still exclaiming for the lonely devil's fingers suddenly thought of a problem. Ye Ting released so many lightning methods at the same time, which was terrible. (To be continued.)