The whole contestant sounded the sound of sound explosions.

This is the sound that is fast enough to squeeze the air quickly.

The mental energy around him hurriedly explored on the stage of the contest. Except for some strong people who were cultivated by the spirits, others did not catch the shadow of the nine-sound.

Of course, this group of people also includes Nanyang!

Before the previous attack, I was almost successful. Nanyang was planning to chase after the victory, but did not expect that the figure of Jiu Chenyin disappeared directly in front of her eyes.

At the same time, the string of snoring came into her ears, which made her feel ominous.

In the body, the spiritual force is moving, and it is preparing to control the flames and the beasts around them. Before waiting for her hands, the string of dense sounds suddenly stops.

At the same time, there are eleven figures.

Yes, the original two people's competition, this time is not considered Nanyang, but there are eleven figures on the stage!

Jiuchenyin Station is located two meters in front of Nanyang, and there are blue figures standing in front of the ten flame spirits.

The ten figures are composed of electro-optical light, and the figure is similar to the nine-sound.

On those ten figures, each hand holds a lightning whip, and the other end of the whip or bundle or thorn is above the vitality of those flames.

"You, what have you done!" Nanyang suddenly found out that his flame spirit beast had lost contact with himself, and he could not help but look shocked.

Even she did not realize that it was not the flames and beasts, but herself.

Boom!

Jiu Chenyin did not answer her question, even the eyelids did not lift, the electric light flashed, and once again, it has reached the side of Nanyang.

Like the white porcelain jade hand, directly buckled in the neck of Nanyang, the silk wire and electric light penetrated into her whole body.

"Oh..." Nanyang’s eyes reveal an incredible ash, and the whole person is paralyzed. If it is not the neck of the nine-sound, I am afraid that I am lying directly on the stage.

"you dare!"

On the stands of the Canglong Pavilion, an elder of the Nanyang Temple took the case and a hegemonic power directly rushed to the ring.

Nanyang is his pro-disciple, how can he allow his love to die in this place?

Therefore, he shot, even if he risked violating the contract.

A red handprint was pressed from the air to directly resolve the spiritual power of the elder.

At the heights, he is the ancestor of the referee.

"Nanyang elders, this is a fair test, but also hope to follow the rules." After the spiritual ancestor blocked the spiritual power, the cold cold glanced at this side.

"You!" The elder's beard of the Nanyang Temple shivered slightly, apparently extremely angry. When the old aging shot interfered with the game, he did not interfere!

"In this game, we admit defeat." Nanyang Peng faintly glanced at the ancestral ancestor at the high altitude, casual opening.

From the moment when Jiuchen's body method was applied, they were able to see the victory and defeat of the contest.

The elder of the Nanyang Temple, who had previously shot, chilled his face and flew directly from the stands to the contest.

"Nanyang Temple, really talented generations, so arrogant, killing a pity." Jiu Chenyin faced a strong spirit, a faint opening.

The implication is that I have not killed Nanyang, and I have already left them a face.

At a glance, he directly threw the stunned Nanyang 芩 to the Nanyang elder.

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