MTL - War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens-Chapter 425 Can you not miss you?

Before the city government, the contestant recruited the sky over the prostitute.

After the cloud, there are two figures, standing in the air.

One of them is a middle-aged man wearing a red-red robes with gold rims.

The middle-aged man has a strong face and stands there. There is no anger between the eyebrows and the invisible, which brings a sense of oppression.

The middle-aged man’s side, an old man who has passed through the ages is volleyed.

"Interesting, fun."

In the gray coat, the old man with a calm face, the turbid scorpion suddenly lit up, as if the New World was discovered.

"Empty old, what did you find?"

The middle-aged man curiously asked.

"The young master, maybe... Little Miss Corruption. The person who hit the fate of fhu appeared."

The old man in gray clothes is slowly opening, and his face is unpredictable.

"Empty old, you mean..."

The middle-aged man is stunned and stunned.

On the platform of the contest, the city owner Qianjin stood there, but stood up.

There are many people around the ring, but most of them are watching the fun, and no one goes up for a long time.

"I came to see the strength of the city master!"

With a violent drink, a swift figure flies and falls on the ring.

This is a young man about twenty-five or six years old. His appearance is delicate and his eyebrows are mixed with arrogance.

"You, older! Go on!"

The owner of the city did not respond, and the old man in Tsing Yi, standing on the side of the ring, looked up faintly and looked at the young man.

"I..."

The young man opened his mouth and said nothing.

Boom!

A loud bang came and there was an older figure in the place where the young man had just stood.

A blink of an eye, the people on the scene saw that the Tsing Yi, who was at the other end of the ring, did not know when he was standing in the position where the young man was.

As for the young man, he was directly smashed down.

"My family is a sorrowful book. Fhu is a singer, only young talents under the age of 25... If you are over twenty-five, don't be embarrassed. If you are older, your wife can see through it at a glance. Don't have luck."

The Tsing Yi old man’s slow opening, mixed with confidence.

However, no one dares to doubt the words of Tsing Yi.

"Hurry!"

Dong Lingtian stood outside the ring and looked at it.

The speed of Tsing Yi’s old man is so fast.

Although curious about the strength of Tsing Yi's old man, Duan Lingtian did not dare to use his mental strength to explore...

"Don't the strong mental power of the previous one originate from this old man?"

Dong Lingtian’s heart can’t help but secretly.

He had already discovered this old man who was standing on the side of the pro-Taiwan. However, he only thought that this was the ordinary servant of the city government, but he did not expect that the old man was so hidden.

"I am coming!"

A light figure fell into the ring, but it was a young man about twenty-three or four years old.

Hey!

The young man looks at the capital of the city in the distance, and his legs are like a gust of wind, preemptive.

Hey!

Over the void, six hundred ancient giant elephants are imaginary, condensed and formed, and they are full of momentum.

Hey!

The young man’s three-footed Qingfeng is now raging and sweeping out.

In an instant, the six hundred ancient giant elephants on the side of the virtual shadow once again added 168 ancient giant elephants...

Yuan Yingjing is four!

Seven spirits!

This sword contains the strength of 768 ancient giant elephants.

Looking at the sword of a young man, he must point to the body of the city.

The heart of the people present can't help but hang.

Call!

In almost an instant, as if a breeze had blown through, the city owner Qian Jin finally shot, and casually waved his sleeves, his sleeves bulged in an instant, and he snarled and swept the young man.

Boom!

There is no suspense. The young man even took the sword with him and was directly slammed into the ring.

At the same time, on the emptiness of the head of the city, eight hundred ancient giant elephants are looming...

At this moment, the city owner did not use the spirits.

"Yuan Yingjing Six!"

"God...the city owner Qianjin really hides the cultivation, she turned out to be the six-armed warrior of Yuan Yingjing!"

"Twenty-year-old Yuan Yingjing Liuzhong? Such a talented person, in the history of the Black Rock Empire, seems to have not appeared yet?"

"Even if you look at the Han Dynasty, there are few such enchanting martial arts geniuses."

......

The crowd of people watching is noisy.

The repairs that were all shown by the city’s masters were shocked...

"Twenty years old, Yuan Yingjing six?"

Dong Lingtian’s face is a bit of a shock, this city owner is really only twenty years old?

"Hey... Ling Tian brother, her talent seems to be stronger than you."

The little golden mouse Yuan Li Condensation, passed to the ear of Duan Lingtian.

Dong Lingtian’s brows, his eyes are mixed with a few points...

Twenty-year-old Yuan Yingjing is six.

The single theory is really better than him.

As for talent, Duan Lingtian is undecided, and his talent can be regarded as the ultimate talent of the Yunnan-based warriors.

Even if the talent of this city owner is higher, he will be at the same level.

And his talent, only three years ago, was discovered by the ‘emulsion’ of Wannian stalactites, which started later than the city’s daughter.

The owner of the city showed that after the repair of the six-year-old baby, no one was on the scene to find abuse.

Time has passed quietly.

"After half an hour, the contest is officially closed."

The old man in Tsing Yi, a faint opening.

"It seems that no one can beat the master of the city, and the beauty is returned."

"There is also the ‘fruit soul’, which is said to be taken even if it is not an inscription artist. Once taken, the soul will be sublimated and even affect the perception to some extent.”

......

There are many discussions among the crowd.

"Lingtian brother, are you still not?"

The golden squirrel's Yuan Li Ning sound was introduced into the ear of Duan Lingtian.

Dong Lingtian brows a slap, his feet are hard, and he jumps up and falls on the platform of the contest.

One time, the combination of one person and one mouse attracted everyone's attention.

"Someone went up to find abuse."

"It's still a young man who seems to be at most 22 years old..."

"Hey, is this young man not the one we just saw in the restaurant?"

"It seems that...the little golden rat on his shoulder is not simple, it is a powerful monster! The Chang Jia, the regular young master, has lost an arm by its tail." /

"The little golden rat that is harmless to humans and animals is actually a glimpse of the virtual beast?"

......

Soon, with the people who just saw Duan Lingtian in the restaurant, everyone knows that the little golden rat standing on the shoulder of Duan Lingtian is a monster.

"Wicked?"

Tsing Yi’s old man heard the discussion in the crowd and looked at Duan Lingtian. He said faintly: “The rules of our city’s main government are not to use any force other than the spirits...”

"吱吱"

The little golden rat heard the words of Tsing Yi, and screamed at her, and immediately twisted her body, and her **** twisted at Tsing Yi.

Let Tsing Yi’s old man feel awkward.

A group of people around the ring are also dumbfounded.

"Is this really a monster?"

"It ruined the tall image of the monster in my heart!"

"This little golden rat doesn't look like a monster... it looks like a pet."

......

At this time, the city owner has never had a movement, a pair of beautiful eyes like a Qiu Shui, looking at the little golden mouse next to Duan Lingtian, Liu Mei fretting, "a cute little golden rat."

The city owner has a thousand gold openings, and the voice is soft and pleasant, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Do not worry, it won't be shot."

Dong Lingtian nodded to the old man in Tsing Yi, and immediately looked at the owner of the city, and smiled a little. "I don’t know how to call the book. How do you call it?"

"Want to know? Beat me first."

The owner of the city looked at Duan Lingtian and said slowly, the voice was ethereal, as if it had echoed from the valley.

"Hmm?"

Dong Lingtian stunned and nodded immediately, and said: "This lady is a book of rot.fhu...that...but I don’t know, if I beat you, can you not swear you? I just need that 'Is it OK?'

When Duan Lingtian said this, there were some difficulties.

After all, this is a bit hurtful.

But he has to say.

The reason why he climbed the platform of this contest is not the capital of the city, but the ‘fruit of the soul’.

The soul of the soul, for him, too important, too rare.

He doesn't want to miss it.

As the voice of Duan Lingtian fell, the scene was dead.

Slowly, around the ring, the crowd of people was completely boiling:

"I rely! I didn't get it wrong... This kid actually said that he only needs to ‘蜕魂果’, don’t want the city owner?”

"Is he stupid? Although the soul of the soul is rare, but there are thousands of gold masters in the city... smashing the capital of the city, it means that it is flying!"

"Maniac, madman!"

......

The crowd was in awe, and they were all shocked by Duan Lingtian’s words.

Of course, some people think that Duan Lingtian is too arrogant.

"This kid, it seems to be around twenty-two years old... I dare to let go of such madness, really thought he can beat the city owner?"

"Yes! If you can't beat the city's daughter, he now says it's useless."

"Too crazy!"

......

Beyond the sky, the middle-aged man in the red robe couldn’t help but look awkward. "Every old, I believe now... Maybe, he is really the man who hits the sky." Just for the woman's 'soul fruit'."

"The soul of the soul, for the inscription, the temptation is too big."

The old man nodded. "His spiritual strength, only a difference, can step into the 'peeping world' level... a young kid, with such a strong mental power, I am still the first See you again."

"The old man seems to be very interested in him?"

The red-faced middle-aged man smiled.

The old man did not respond, but his brilliant flashing voice was enough to reveal his thoughts.

The contest is on the stage.

"Kids, big words!"

Tsing Yi’s face was heavy, and his sharp eyes swept to Duan Lingtian. “If you are in trouble, go on now!”

Dong Lingtian is a bit embarrassed.

The truth is not to be said this year?

"If you want to smash the soul, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

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