Magic Domain

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That war of intent and murderous intent is almost several times stronger than that of Yu Donghuang!

Killing those human race participants is like chewing wax for killing the enemy. It is not interesting to kill any genius like Renault to kill!

"The speed of Renault's bastard's progress is too horrible. It was at least twice as powerful as me when I was on the Devastating Coast. It was only half a month!" Tu Wujiang looked solemn, he felt a strong threat!

"Why? Afraid?" Young Master Moyan sneered.

"Humph!" Tu Wujiang snorted coldly: "Who was Ben Shao afraid of?"

"Reynolds, let me go, I will spare you!" But at this time, Tito couldn't bear to watch the death of He Mo Yu's life.

"Oh!" Renault smiled dismissively and looked at Tito. "Are you farting? Fucked the enemy of Hemo, who would have thought of the human race companion who died in his hands?"

Tito was choked with a sorrowful face by Renault, and growled angrily: "Those desperate human beings can compare with my son and quickly release the enemy!"

"Cheesy?" Reynolds looked cold, "Is your Devil Race descendant noble? Then I want to take a good look. If the distinguished Devil Race descendant can die **** up."

Renault is not tepid, neither humble nor overbearing, as if talking about an insignificant thing.

"Master Renault said it well!"

"Master Renault is great!"

"Master Renault is mighty!"

The human race observers on the field finally digested the tremendous shock brought by Renault, and the sound of the tide broke out!

At this moment, Renault has become the embodiment of hope in the minds of the human race and the savior in their minds!

"Damn it!" Tito gritted his teeth, but the rules of the competition were set by them. As long as he didn't admit defeat, he could beheaded. He could only watch He Moyu's breathlessness and die in despair...

"His..." He swallowed in one last breath, He Moyu lost his energy in the eyes of the enemy, and finally died in what he thought was the ``most cool'' way.

"Reynolds, I'm never ending with you!" Tito roared with tears.

"Do you still use it? My account with your Iron Mountain tribe will be clear sooner or later. He Mo Yu En is just the beginning." Thunder Fur proudly said, slowly walking down the ring with Tito's murderous gaze.

"Ah--!" Tito roared up in the sky and was about to be blown away by Renault, but under Augustine's gaze, he dared not move Renault's hair, and he was so hateful that he was sent to the stage to collect the corpse for the Hemo Yu enemy.

"In the fourth round of the preliminary round, Leng Yueru is playing against Charles!" cried the blood elder who hosted the contest.

It is said that Leng Yueru nodded slightly as he rushed back, immediately holding a staff and walking towards the ring. In the camp of the descendants of the Demon Race, a Komodo Demon descended from the roaring dragon head.

"Charles, this guy wasn't the **** you had beaten at the opening ceremony of the contest." Renault returned to the sitting area and sat down, facing the imperial imperial road.

Emperor Yudong slightly bowed his head and said: "It is him, but this magic cultivation is extraordinary, but it is the late period of fighting handsome, Lengyue is afraid that it will be dangerous."

"Not necessarily." Reynolds said: "Lengyue is like a mysterious light magician who doesn't show mountains or reveal water. From the preliminary round to the present, he hasn't lost even a single injury and is also a genius who can leapfrog."

"Huh." Emperor Yudong smiled and said: "Can you compete with the elder brother in the Yue-order battle? In other words, how many cards do you have to hide from being a brother, don't tell me this is already your limit."

"I haven't shot yet." Renault said lightly.

"What! Do you really have a hole card?" Emperor Yudong shook his head straightly: "Well, I don't want to talk to you anymore, you are simply evil."

Reynolds knew that Emperor Yudong was joking. When he smiled, he turned his attention to the ring. After the shock brought by the battle of Renault, no matter the human race or the descendants of the Mozu, it seemed that the passion was exhausted. For the ring. The war was completely fun, and it was no longer able to attract their attention.

"Humanity's chick, you are destined to fizzle out when you meet the young man." Charles smiled at Leng Yue Ruao.

He was in the late stage of fighting handsome, and Leng Yueru was just the early stage of French marshal. Not only is there a huge gap in the realm, but also the occupation is also relative.

Unless Leng Yueru can also shield like Young Master Demon Rock?

But does she have this ability? !

"Speak, how do you want to die?" Charles pulled out the sword.

Leng Yueru didn't say a word. With a direct wave of the staff, the holy light burst out of the staff, and he chopped towards Charles, and said, "The boundary of light!"

Uh--!

A net of light woven purely from the light stands in the sky, directly blocking Charles outside, as if it were in another space.

"Can it be blocked?" Charles disdained, slashing the fire cloud, and violently split towards the light curtain.

Sigh!

The light curtain was suddenly torn apart, and Charles rushed towards Leng Yueru like an angry wolf dog, directly piercing Leng Yueru's body with a knife.

"Haha..." Charles laughed excitedly, but halfway--

"Arrow of Light!"

call out--!

Leng Yueru's figure appeared from a few meters away, condensed a light arrow and shot at Charles. The light network just now was Leng Yueru's use of light distortion to create an illusion for himself, misleading Charles.

"The vortex of light!" Lengyue waved like a staff, a engulfing vortex formed by the power of light condensed from the sky, and his head covered his face towards Charles.

Boom!

Charles repairs to a deep, an arrow that splits the flying light, and then a knife to the vortex of light, but it feels as if he is stuck in a swamp and is difficult to be free.

"Holy Light!" Leng Yueru shouted, waving his staff, and condensed a holy sun directly above Charles' head, frantically burning Charles.

Charleston, who was caught in the vortex of light, was baked to the point. He had to abandon the war knife, and he fought toward Lengyue with bare hands.

"The Illusion of Light!"

"Fantastic Light!"

Leng Yueru straightly turned Charles around and was tired of coping with it, but her already morbid pale jade face became paler with the crazy consumption of mental power, cold sweat DC!

Charles's cultivation is too deep. Even if he wants to take the advantage and want to kill Charles, it is not so easy.

Renault and others saw that Lengyue did not have to worry about completely suppressing Charles. It was like flying a kite. After more than an hour of fighting, Lengyueru finally paid a price for the light in the palm of his body. Spear's piercing through Charles' eyebrows ended the matchup.

It can't be said that Charles was killed, but was consumed by Leng Yueru's use of light magic.

More than an hour of fighting!

Even if Renault and Hemo Yu's enemies fought so fiercely, it was only a few minutes. Leng Yueru directly played more than one. The veritable "flying a kite", Charles died to the extreme.

Although the human races on the field were excited about the fight, after all, the human races once again won, and naturally there was a lot of cheers.

The morale of the descendants of the Demon Race was getting deeper and deeper, and their faces were all green, as if they were dead parents.

At this time, it was almost evening, and the fifth game of the rematch was Tuck from the Yunshui tribe and Jiuyou from the magic stone tribe.

In the sixth round of the rematch, Chi Yao played against Sim, a descendant of the Xi Ting Mo Clan. The opponent directly conceded defeat and Chi Yao won.

Chi Yao is the cultivation practice in the later period of fighting handsome, Sim is the early stage of fighting handsome, the huge cultivation gap is almost insurmountable for Sim, they are also descendants of the Demon Race, they will not be killed or killed, choose directly Admit defeat.

Due to the large number of promotion places, the seventh game is the confrontation between two descendants of the Mozu, and finally the Ningji from the Qingteng tribe won.

All the battles of the descendants of the Demon Race are completely point-to-end, and there is no distinction between life and death. It also shows that the descendants of the Demon Race can target the Human Race, making the human race in the field more angry.

These wicked descendants of the Mozu simply treat human life like grass and mustard. That human race is not regarded as a human being, it is really abominable to the extreme!

Until the start of the eighth matchup, the spectators on the field suddenly came to spirit.

"In the eighth round of the rematch, Hughes vs. Morris!" shouted the blood elder who hosted the contest.

Buzz...

A strong argument suddenly broke out on the observatory, and one of the human races exclaimed: "This is interesting now. I bet this Morai is unlucky!"

"Yes, Hughes is the youngest strongman in the Sunburst City, second only to the Emperor Yudong. The name of [Sword Fool] is given in vain."

"The Landry family is one of the five great families that is famous for its military force. Hughes's combat power cannot be underestimated!"

"Hughes, come on!"

"Let the descendants of all evil demons be afraid under your sword!"

"Hughes, kill him! Revenge for the dead human race contestants!"

The human race spectators shouted and cheered. Although the momentum was not as good as Renault, it should not be underestimated.

"Mo Lizha, kill him!" Morici's father Nicholas said murderously.

"Hehe..." Mori sneered. He was in the middle of fighting, and Hughes was also in the middle of fighting. What he cultivated was the Xuan-order superb skill ``Beacon Wheel'', strangling everything, Hughes would die!

The long silence of the game was boiled again due to the emergence of Hughes and Morris. Both Hughes and Morris have a very good popularity among all races.

As the two of them came to the ring, the atmosphere on the field immediately became extremely warm, and the sound of cheering and cheering came one after another.

"Hughes, whether you are a sword fool or an idiot, I will end you today!" Mo Lizha said confidently, his arms startled, and a pair of black gold crescent wheels buzzed and flew into the hand. in.

With the start of the pair of black gold crescent wheels, Morris's momentum suddenly climbed up, and the breath of vast flames shocked the audience and shocked the audience!

"Oh!" Hughes was cold and arrogant, better than ever, as if he didn't realize Moran's majestic power, he swept the sky, and collapsed Taiyue, proudly said: "Little devil, you have only one move. opportunity!"

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