The night feathers did not refute the snow of the moon. When I heard the snow of the moon, I suddenly remembered the previous battles in the night.

In the previous three battles of charm, the opposite beasts were madly attacking their masters or companions, and finally killed each other. The snow of the moon and the demon fox took advantage of the fishermen.

Now that the fire spirit is in the charm, the night feathers can feel that the feeling of connecting with the blood of the fire spirit has been weakened to the lowest point, and the fire spirit of the fire spirit may not be heard!

The time passed quickly for a dozen seconds, and the body of Huo Ling was still stiff. His eyes were opposite to the snow charm, and the eyes were full of confusion. The only change is that the spirits of the fire are no longer flashing, and they are touched by a touch of pink. Flooded.

The pupil of Huo Ling is completely filled with pink, and no longer flies in the air, slowly falling to the ground, domineering.

"Ms. Demon Ji, no longer decide, your last fire of the flamingo will be lost." The sound of the moon is clear.

"Fire spirit? Fire spirit?" The night feathers still did not give up, constantly in the heart to voice the fire, but the fire spirit began from the charm, no response.

Feel the persecution of the snow of the moon, the night feathers struggle inside, believe in fire spirit, or...

At a critical juncture, a weak voice was heard in the heart of the night feathers.

The sound is very light, very weak, but it is a fire spirit, and the voice is full of desire.

The night feather pupil suddenly enlarged, the eyelids were full of incredible, the body was stiff and squatting in place.

In the audience.

Shi Qing looked at the situation in the field and the palm of his hand was full of cold sweat.

With the power of the blood alliance, the system of snow and the characteristics of the battle have been investigated for a long time, including the fox's spiritual blood league.

"Brother, the bird seems to have the other side's spiritual skills, this fight, there should be no suspense." A **** disciple whispered.

In the past few battles, as long as the spirit beast has a charm, the result of the battle is only one.

Shi Qing did not answer, and the palm of his hand quietly clenched the arm of the chair and stared at the fire.

"It seems that Miss Devil Ji does not intend to save her own beast." The smile of the snowy corner of the moon gradually gathered: "I still hope that Miss promised after the game."

The moon's snow was a bit of a tone, and then a string of obscure notes was heard in the mouth.

The snow charm in the venue snorted and snorted, and the pink color was even worse, just like the real eye intake in the eyes of Huo Ling.

Huh!

Huo Ling’s eyes were eager, and a few meters long wings began to slap. The wind was blowing up. The dust that had just fallen was raised again, and gradually increased. In the blink of an eye, most of the gladiator fields have been covered with dust. Can't see the battle in the field.

The snow charm once again sighed low and the voice spread throughout the audience. The fire spirit was affected by this low voice, flapping its wings and rushing in a certain direction, it seems... seeing what he longed for.

The charm of the fire spirit stimulated the potential in the blood, the speed is very fast, turned into a red light, everyone has not reacted for a while.

"Ms. Demon Ji, I gave you the time of your choice. You give up and you can't blame me." The snow of the moon looked at the night feathers.

At this time, the night feathers have recovered from the shock, and the beauty is scornful, and the snow of the moon is far away: "Your spirit beast is very powerful, very unfortunate, this luck is on my side."

When the night feathers lingered, let the moon snow linger, and the snow that did not wait for the month reacted, and there was a wave of spiritual fluctuations in the dust, accompanied by a strange low.