Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 613: : Audiences feel uncomfortable

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On the performance martial arts field, a surging and powerful voice penetrated the darkness, and then, the heavy steps shook the earth, and every shock, there was a shock wave spreading out from the field, sweeping the darkness, and the ink The world tears out countless gaps.

"Hey, want to break my ink-dyed river with the brute force? You too underestimate the power of knowledge and civilization in Wuxu!"

In the darkness, Sanhe Scholar sneered, and more ink fell from the sky, wrapping the Yanwuchang tightly. Although the wind and thunder **** body of Wuxu was shocking, it was getting tighter and tighter by the river dyed with soft ink.

This long river of ink dyeing is a lifelong gathering of scholars from Sanhe. It not only possesses the water phase of softness and rigidity, but also the meaning of ink as a carrier of knowledge. Brute force breaks it down, it's as difficult as going to the sky.

However, the face of Sanhe Scholar also changed slightly. Fortunately, he did not entrust him when he came into battle. He suppressed his own strength to the point of being infinitely close to Yuanying. Only then was it able to exert 30% of the power of the river dyed with ink ... otherwise, it was just that Wu River broke the river.

Even if the ink dyed Changhe is good at using Rougang to overcome the toughness, he has its limits. The wind and thunder **** body of Wuxu has been infinitely close to the limit of Sanhe scholars, and the strength of power is simply incredible!

If he shows such power as soon as he comes up ... there is no chance for Mohe Changhe to launch. Sanhe Scholars couldn't help but be thankful that he finally took the lead. Otherwise, this competition might be about to overturn in the ditch. Fortunately, the outcome is still decided.

"Roar!"

The Wuxu real people roared again, and the sound was rolling, but they were quickly eliminated from the invisible on the black occasion.

"Do n’t waste your energy on Wuxu Taoist friends, open your mouth so much, be careful to swallow the ink."

As soon as the voice fell, the roar from Wuxu came to an abrupt end. So that Sanhe scholars are stunned: so obedient?

But at the next moment, Sanhe scholars were surprised to find that Wu Xu's real person opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath, sucking the ink around him hard!

"You are crazy ... damn!"

The student of Sanhe instantly guessed the intention of the other party, he wanted to use this move to crack the ink dyed river!

The whimsical behavior really hit the life gate of the scholars of Sanhe ... This ink dyed long river is a means to transform the gods into real people. It is naturally a serious defect-the amount of ink insufficient!

This turbulent scene is actually a reincarnation circle created by Sanhe scholars with the constant flow of water, so that ink can be recycled continuously. In fact, he did not use much ink at a time, but tens of millions of pounds.

For mortals, this is an unimaginable amount, but when the monks in the realm of Jindan want to find a way to hold tens of millions of kilograms of ink, it ca n’t be easier. Especially the monks who are known for their forging bodies, the body contains countless mysteries, and the technique of storing a large number of materials in the abdomen for unexpected needs has long been new.

Wu Xuzhen is a master of forging. He took a deep breath like a long whale, and directly absorbed nearly half of the ink from Sanhe Scholars. For a time, even if there was a reincarnation blessing, the ink-dyed Changhe suddenly stopped. The darkness that encased the Yanwuchang troupe was full of holes.

So the people outside the field finally saw the situation inside. A burly giant with a height of several feet stood on the ground, with his mouth wide open and madly sucking the ink around him, tens of thousands of pounds, hundreds of thousands of pounds His ink was swallowed into his abdomen, but his muscular abdomen was only slightly swelled, and he seemed to be at ease!

Although there is only the Jindan realm, the bravery displayed by this strong man, and the massive amount of whale swallowing the river, are so thrilling that many Yuanying Gods outside the venue are also moved!

"What a wind and thunder god! No wonder he was hailed as Jin Dan invincible for a while when he was young ... If it were not for an accident that led to a life-long hopeless infant, he is one of the strongest in Wanxian League today! "

"However, the real person of Wuxu before the game is just an old man who is about to die ... Why can he rejuvenate and return to the peak at this time?"

"Because that little girl sang that song?"

"Only this is possible ... It ’s weird. Although the singing is sweet, it does n’t make people feel like they are going to be reborn?"

"Not necessarily, you ca n’t feel mysterious because the singing is not facing the field, what we hear is only aftermath."

Although the match between Wu Xuzheng and Sanhe Scholars is not over yet, it has attracted a lot of discussion.

No matter in what way, the elderly and the decayed, Wu Ruizheng, who has lost his vitality, should have no chance against the Sanhe scholars, who are famous for their extraordinary means. The first half of the battle also confirmed people's speculation. Only Wu Xu, a real person who refused to accept old age on his mouth, and his body was old, could no longer beat the thundering fist of the wind and clouds, and the defeat was defeated by the ink dyed river of Sanhe Taoist.

But at this time, the off-site singing magically awakened the long-lost vitality of Wu Xuzhen, even allowing him to return to the peak state in a short period of time, forcibly breaking the Mohe River with the wind and thunder .........

Is this Wang Lu's sure way to win? It is really a good move to boost the field with the power outside the field. According to the competition rules, outsiders must not interfere in the competition, but cheering is obviously not prohibited. But no one had previously thought that the cheering effect would be so good!

For the players in the field, the shocking effect of this shocking turning point is only stronger. Sanhe Scholar sighed helplessly: "Mistakes and mistakes, I didn't think there was such an out-of-the-box trick. I knew it so, at least some condiments should be added to the ink."

At this time, Wu Xuzheng had completely drunk the ink-stained river of Sanhe Scholars, his abdomen swelled up high, and his face was red and red, but he still seemed to be at ease.

"Then do you intend to admit defeat, die-hard?"

With the return of youth, the virtues of Wuxu people have also become very different.

The Sanhe scholar looked down: "Don't be too happy too early. I just missed the battle, but I'm far from losing it! You have the ability to kill a whale, but you may swallow my epic river !? "

Speaking, the scholars of Sanhe shook their wrists, countless scrolls poured out of their sleeves, and flew quickly in the air, and the pages turned constantly, projecting tens of thousands of scenes from them.

People see that on the vast earth, monsters are raging, and the spirits are charcoal, and a group of monks who are bathing in blood and leaning on the sun, resolutely launched a repetition to the monster army. It was seen that a monk with a black hair and a sorrowful face was pouring painstaking efforts by the Dan furnace to refine the artificial spirit roots against the sky into a Dan. People see ...

People have seen a series of epics. The tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years of monks' history have been condensed in these tens of millions of books, becoming the source of power for Sanhe scholars.

Although limited to the realm of Jindan, the epic long river of Sanhe scholars is far from comparable to the real "eternal fairy epic", but it is by no means brutal.

Wuxu's face lifted the lantern in front of his face, removing the brute force. The spiritual treasure inherited from the Shimen was his only hope, but in the face of the mortal spirit treasure of a real person, he was not half sure .

"Can break a long river of me, Wuxu real person, you can be proud of your record, Wang Ludaoyou, your cheerleading plan has indeed achieved results, but unfortunately, this battle, I don't want to lose anyway."

After finishing the talk, Sanhe scholars suddenly took a book out of the sea of ​​books above his head and recited it aloud, and suddenly the heroes who had been active in the epic appeared on the martial arts field. Even though it is just a projection of magic ... the heroes who once ruled the world still brought a shocking and powerful power.

Wuxu's face didn't move, but his left leg bent involuntarily, kneeling on one knee.

At the same time, Wang Lu gave Master a snap.

"Flip the cards."

Sanhe scholars are even more powerful than expected. Even if Wuxu real people are still using their power to the extreme, it is difficult to rely on the positive incentives of the cheerleaders alone.

So, it ’s the turn of negative incentives.

"Haha, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Wang Wu smiled and snapped his fingers, "Sister Miaoyan, please let our rookie debut."

"Oh, do n’t regret it."

In the mid-air, Miao Yan ’s rather helpless voice sounded, and then a four-image gossip transmission array lit up in mid-air, and a burly figure slowly formed in the array.

From the outline of the figure, someone soon recognized the identity of the coming person.

"Eh, is n’t that the king of beasts who just lost, how come back?"

"This is a teleportation array opened from the Shengjing Xianmen. Has he already gone to the beauty pageant? Haha, I do n’t know what kind of hardship I have experienced."

"Yeah, it's really curious ... uh."

Noisy discussion stopped abruptly in Yanwuchang.

Because the teleportation array has been teleported, the king of the beasts has completely displayed his figure. It was already so burly and strong, and the muscles were about to burst. It's just that dressing is very different from walking.

Pink animal skin short skirt, fluffy and fluffy cotton boots, two cat claw shapes, large exaggerated gloves, a pair of cat ear ornaments over the head ... Weared in a very uncoordinated way The body of the King of Beasts is in stark contrast to the temperament of the King of Beasts.

Outside the performance martial arts field, the raven was silent, and people looked at this frightening figure in dumbstruck. No one could say half a word.

Even the two people on the battlefield, who are about to end the battle, are involuntarily distracted. Sanhe Scholar almost choked off, interrupting the epic reading.

Fortunately, he still controlled himself ... Otherwise, this is an epic blasphemy, the mana is back, and the first thing the epic hero projected is to turn around to cure his blasphemy!

However, the next moment, a stronger blow came.

I saw that the king of all beasts was trembling with muscles, and his heart seemed to be at war. But with Wang Wu's sneer, he finally made up his mind.

"Sanhe Scholar, come on!"

The sound of cheering like rolling thunder, but the situation on the field is almost frozen, everyone looked at the king of beasts with dumbfounded. The strong man dressed in pink is trying to squeeze his throat, shouting loudly with the sharpest possible voice.

"Sanhe Scholar ...!"

Sanhe trembles, although his mouth is still chanting epics, his heart is already desperately roaring: "Shut up and shut up!"

"Sanhe, I will always cheer for you!"

"Can't listen, can't see, can't think, can't hear, can't see, can't think ..."

"Sanhe, I will always love you!"

"Love you paralysis love you paralysis love you paralysis."

In the end, the king of beasts used his hands with cat claw gloves to draw a crooked heart shape on his chest.

"Sanhe, I am yours ... Mengmeng beast ears!"

"Go to your paralysis, and get off!"

Sanhe scholar red eyes red, torn the epic volume in his hand directly into two!