Yong Chong laughed, very sad, but with a sense of relief.

The pressure has burst, so comfortable!

No pressure...

Without expectations, there is no disappointment.

"You know what a shit!"

"I still have cards..."

"There is still hope..."

"At the very moment, there is hope..."

The Dean of Tianyuan Royal Academy, Kang Wei, took a deep breath, and while speaking, his whole body was in a state of air.

At this moment, deep in my heart, some special feelings could not help but emerge...

Maybe... Maybe it really can...

Opportunity... Opportunity is here.

No wave, absolutely no wave.

The moment of full-scale outbreak is coming.

"hope?"

"real?"

Yong Zhong's body trembled, and at this moment he was swallowed flickeringly.

Judging from the appearance of Dean Conway in front of me, it seemed...not like cheating.

Is it possible to be sure?

If... If this is really the case, then he hasn't been completely cold yet?

Will there be another village in the future?

Gudong...

Yong Zhong suddenly became cautious at this moment.

As I thought about it, my eyes flickered, and my whole body and mind were in a state of full burst.

At this moment, he and Conway are staring at the ring.

...

The area around the ring seemed messy at the moment.

There is a sound of swearing and fortunately.

But it is obvious that I can feel it, and there are still more verbal abuses.

"The Tortoise Son’s Neutral Alliance Academy! The Tortoise Son’s Tianyuan Royal Academy, grass! This time I got pitted! It's disgusting! I vomit!"

"Hey...this wave of blood loss, you know that the odds of ten thousand times are not reliable..."

"I bet on all my wealth again..."

"How many net worth do you have? I have heard you say this several times."

"You don't understand, you don't understand anything..."

"Hey... I feel so uncomfortable in my heart now."

"I don't know a hammer, I still don't know your silly intestines, isn't it just that kind of thing?"

"Anyway, I don't have any hope for this crooked Tianyuan Royal Academy, but this Yuanshi Academy is really strong, the old academy is still something, and this confidence is not something we can fight against..."

"The one on the ring, get out of here, what are you still doing there? Don't you really think there is any hope? Hey... the brain was kicked by the donkey? Nothing..."

"Perhaps, there is still hope, in case it will come true."

"Achieved? Ha! It's impossible to achieve in this life!"

...

...

Qi Tian looked rather boring when he looked at the Bone Race man in front of him.

Now that things have reached this point, there is actually nothing left to say, just go up and beat them.

"call……"

"Drowsy again."

Qi Tian stepped forward, preparing to end up with this Bone Race.

"You forced me, you forced me!"

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha!"

"I let you force me! Let you force me!"

"I will make you pay a heavy price!"

"Bone Race people, never admit defeat!"

The Bone Race Canglang roared, and then the bones on his head trembled suddenly.

Then he forcibly broke his few remaining ribs, and then instantly turned into powder...

"The great ancestor spirit of the Bone Race!"

"Give me strength!"

"I! Bone Race! Clay Wolf Drummond, I wish to be crushed and ashes, pray for your coming!"

"The great bone race is about to be wiped out! Please give me strength from the great ancestor spirit!"

"I am willing to sacrifice everything! Sacrifice everything!"

"Ancestral spirits!"

...

The Bone Race Canglang suddenly started to slap the calf a few times.

Suddenly these various words became fancy.

Hearing in the ear, it feels a bit harsh.

What exactly does this voice want to express?

The more I listened, I felt more confused.

But there seems to be a special substance in the air.

This kind of substance was gathering frantically on this Bone Race Man Clay Wolf, and it seemed quite weird for a while.

The **** withered bones on the gray wolf of the Bone Race suddenly began to gleam with silver light.

It was like he was sprinkled with a layer of phosphor, shining brightly...

At this moment, the aura of this Bone Race person is actually improving in an all-round way...

From the original eight-fold initial sanctuary to eight-fold middle sanctuary...

And it's still improving.

Looking at it, it feels bursting to the extreme!

"The Eighth High Stage Divine Embryo Realm..."

"Eight Peak..."

"Kuzhong..."

"Nine Peaks..."

"Could it be possible that this Bone Race can still break through to the Destiny Divine Embryo Realm?"

"What kind of routine is this special..."

"I'm Cao..."

"Is the Bone Race so fierce?"

"What the **** is this!"

"It's going to be overturned!"

"Wa... the quasi-fate divine fetal realm, really improved..."

"Still improving..."

"Weak fate..."

"Strong fate..."

...

...

In the end, this bone tribe man's repair stopped here.

But it was also particularly frightening.

The more I look at it, the more shocking it becomes.

Needless to say, all kinds of words have become numb virtually.

Standing in place, Qi Tian was also confused...

The weird Bone Race people did not expect to burst into a wave in the end, which was never thought of before Qi Tian.

Anyway, it feels different.

"Still improving..."

"The strong destiny divine fetal state is actually not the point..."

"Absolutely destiny..."

"Half a step!"

"Grass!"

"It's exciting!"

"Is this the Bone Race people?"

"Bone Race! Invincible!"

"No wonder it once messed up the entire middle three states!"

"How can this strength stand against it!"

"Niu Bian!"

"Convinced, I took it, I really took it..."

"Hehe, dissatisfied? Is it possible to dissatisfied? People are so strong!"

"Hey...this is a difference, it's really not a star!"

"Fried! Fried! Fried!"

"This situation is stable!"

...

The unidentified people who eat melon are excited.

While talking, the expression on his face changed unpredictably!

...

Slowly, some big guys came forward to comment on this special phenomenon.

"The Bone Race's ancestral spirit..."

"I see……"

Xia Hou Fanyi, the vice-president of Yuanshi College, almost wrinkled his brows into the word "Chuan".

At this moment, I took a few deep glances and gradually saw the clues.

Slowly, his expression was unpredictable.

The true meaning here is naturally not something that can be expressed at will in a few words.

"Ancestral Spirituality?"

"What the hell?"

"Illusion?"

"Blindfold?"

"Or, does this guy really improve his combat power to a half-step Divine Soul Realm?"

"This is too childish..."

"It's just a Bone Race person in the first stage of the Eightfold Divine Fetal Stage, and in a flash, he has half a step of the Divine Soul Realm combat power?"

"No matter from which angle it is exhausted, it's not right!"

"There is a problem! There is definitely a problem in this!"

"Something's wrong! It's just something wrong!"

"Too unreasonable!"

"Invert black and white!"