Doomsday Horror Storm

Chapter 67: Transformation!

On the martial arts platform.

The young man in black clothes and the young man in blood-red armor each stood on one side and looked at each other. Sparks flew out in mid-air. The powerful aura continued to rise from the two of them, and finally the martial platform under their feet began to tremble slightly.

The man in blood-red armor had a solemn expression. From the arrogant madman in front of him, he felt a palpitating aura. He had only encountered this feeling in the venerable person in the temple. He closed his five fingers on the dragon stick,

With sharp eyes and a hint of fighting spirit, he said: "Today, if you can survive three rounds under my hand, I will agree to your stay."

Wow

The audience was in an uproar. After surviving three rounds under the leadership of a Blood Dragon Hall helmsman, this kind of achievement could not even be achieved by those members of the Blood Dragon Hall, let alone among the elites.

Candidate for the battalion?

Facing the words of the young man in blood-red armor, the young man in black smiled coldly, took a step forward, and said proudly: "Come on then." As he said that, the demonic energy surged in his palm and condensed into a black magic knife, which was extremely sharp.

The man in the blood-red armor gave a long laugh and stomped the ground with the sole of his foot. The entire martial arts platform was shaken. The next moment, like a spring, he rushed straight towards the young man in black and whispered: "Gold is indestructible."

On the top of his dragon stick, a bright golden light glowed, condensing into a golden sharp blade.

The "gold magician" young man in black has serious eyes. This young man in blood-red armor can control energy and has obviously reached the supreme level. And judging from the aura on his body, it seems that he is not an ordinary supreme level, but has half a foot in it.

Traveler level

The cultivation level of the young man in black is at the early stage of distraction, which is divided according to the third level of the Supreme, which is equivalent to the early stage of the Walker level.

"I want to see if the cultivators are more powerful or the magicians are more powerful." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man in black. He moved his wrist and shouted in a low voice: "Nine Heavens Thunder, come and help me."

In the sky, dark clouds hung low, and with a rumble, a purple thunderbolt fell down without deviation, and it happened to land on the magic knife in the hand of the young man in black.

The attributes of thunder are swift and sharp

Cultivators are equivalent to all magicians in the Middle Ages, but their titles are different.

Looking from the man in blood-red armor, he saw a young man in black with his head dancing wildly, his clothes moving automatically without wind, and the magic knife in his hand surrounded by dazzling purple thunder and lightning. The whole man looked like an ancient demon god.

The fighting spirit in his eyes was stronger, he raised his head and laughed, his voice was clear and clear, reaching into the sky. He looked at the young man in black with burning eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, he is still a cultivator. However, my gold magic,

Invincible, break it for me"

The top of the dragon stick in his hand was glowing with golden light, like a scorching golden sun, making people dare not look directly at it.

"Magic knife, collapse"

"Give me a break"

Two loud roars resounded throughout the martial arts platform.

bang

Under the martial arts platform, no one could tell what happened on the martial platform. They only saw a ball of golden sun and a ball of black devilish energy surrounded by thunder, colliding with each other in the center of the martial arts platform.

boom

A sound like an atomic bomb exploded in the center of the martial arts platform

In mid-air, golden and black lights stuck together, regardless of top or bottom, and silk-like light ribbons flew backwards from the light group. The entire martial arts platform was shaking violently, as if there was an earthquake.

After a moment, the two groups of light separated, the black light converged, and the figure of the young man in black was revealed in everyone's sight. His face was slightly pale, and he stepped back three steps in a row. Each step landed on the ground of the martial arts platform, leaving a trace of

A deep footprint was left.

On the other side, the golden light on the blood-red armored young man also converged into his body, and he stepped back with a flushed face. He took five steps back before stopping, snorted, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

There was silence under the stage.

The young man in the blood-red armor looked up and saw the young man in black looking at him with the same cold eyes. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a big smile: "I'm happy, I lose this game today, you can continue to stay in the elite camp."

"

The young man in black gave him an indifferent look, turned around and walked off the martial arts platform.

Not far away, a man came over from the six VIP seats, wearing purple clothes. He looked at the blood-red armored young man in awe, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Master Ao, does it really not matter? This man's strength has at least reached

If the hall leader is an undercover agent of another force, then..."

The young man in blood-red armor glanced at him and chuckled: "Have you ever seen such an arrogant undercover agent?"

"Uh..." The man in purple was speechless.

Off stage.

The young man in black slowly returned to the camp. No one, including the general, dared to block his way and all moved out of the way.

Mu Yifan said worriedly: "Brother Tiandao, are you not injured?"

The young man in black looked up at him, then lowered his head, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Mu Yifan and others felt relieved.

Zeng Niu sighed: "As expected of the boss, he can even defeat the helmsman of Blood Dragon Hall."

Several people sighed. Although they had known for a long time that the young man in black was very strong, they couldn't help but marvel when they saw with their own eyes that the helmsman of Blood Dragon Hall, who they thought was unattainable, was defeated by him.

…

It didn't take long for all the competitions in the camps to be completed, and each member's ranking and assigned camps were quickly summarized through computer statistics and calculations.

On the stage, the beautiful girl held the microphone and announced the information one by one.

"No. 19, 92nd Battalion."

"No. 92, 8th Battalion."

"O2, 2nd Battalion."

…

As the announcements continued, the positions of the young man in black and others were also revealed.

"I am No. 3 of the 99th Battalion." Mu Yifan said helplessly.

"I am No. 28, 65th Battalion." Lu Wei sighed.

Zeng Niu: "I am No. 01 of the 78th Battalion."

Niuniu laughed and said: "I am also from the 78th Battalion, number 18."

Zhang Dali chuckled and said, "I am No. 99 of the 18th Battalion."

Everyone looked at the young man in black. Zeng Niu said unconvincedly: "Boss, you are strong enough to enter the Blood Dragon Hall. Why did they arrange for you to be in the 99th Battalion?"

The young man in black said indifferently: "It's the same everywhere. As long as you have more military achievements, you can enter the Blood Dragon Hall."

"That's true, but..."

"Okay, go back"

…

In the realm of cultivation, in the realm of heaven.

Yang Xuan sat on the floor, his expression calm, and his mind completely immersed in the cultivation inside his body. In the blink of an eye, three days passed in a blink of an eye.

call out

In the distance, daylight slowly drifted in. He glanced at Yang Xuan and chuckled: "The time has passed, and you can transform into a spirit."

go back."

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