"Shameless child, even if he dares to challenge, how can he be brave enough to fight against the deity, shrink his head and turtle, drill into the gopher, and die!"

Old Demon Zhong cursed wildly, his soul thoughts were activated, and four needles were activated again, shooting towards the snow.

He had made up his mind to stop fighting. Since the surname Xu clearly wanted to be a snow mouse, he would accompany him to see who could consume it.

The soul thoughts that activate the needle left and right were very small, and he would not be afraid even if he was spent until this hour tomorrow.

But he didn't believe that Xu Yi had the ability to activate the magic weapon for such a long time to defend against his Mang needle. As long as he had a little time, Xu Yi could not hold on and exposed his flaws. By then, the Mang needle would be able to establish its power.

Originally, with the temperament of Zhong Laomo, he would never be so cautious, but after countless repeated mentions and points out the serious consequences of the gutter capsized, Zhong Laomo completely abandoned his face and only won.

Half an hour passed, and the snowy plateau, like a sea of ​​clouds, quietly stretched under the light green sky. The golden light and shadow covered the snow field. The wind blew gently, causing fine snow mist.

The entire battlefield was extremely peaceful, and occasionally one or two clumsy jackdaws took off and landed in the battle area.

More than 100,000 people were silently staring at the battle area.

"Huh...phu...h...phu...phu..."

On the top of a giant pine tree, a fat man in a royal blue shirt fell asleep holding the tree trunk. He snored everywhere, like thunder, and his turbid and wet saliva, like silver threads hanging upside down, happened to drip on the head of the thin man who was holding the tree trunk with one hand and leveraging his head to his chin.

The thin man wiped it and was furious, "Wake up, wake up, the last one, Chen, you are fucking saliva... Are you here to watch the battle or sleep..."

The fat man in the brilliance shirt woke up immediately and said in surprise, "It's over, it's over, who wins and who loses? I've placed a heavy bet, ten spirit stones..."

The thin man was so amused that he pointed at the vast snowy area where Old Demon Zhong was single and independent, and said angrily, "How can you scream, you'll keep an eye on it for a while, it's time for me to have a sleep. There's new movement, call me!"

Tired, bored, disappointed, ridiculous...

The above emotions are probably the total collection of emotions of all viewers in the field.

No one could have imagined that a stunning war would turn into this. Half an hour passed. Before Zhong Laomo's third move was over, four needles were still stuck in the depths of the snow.

If you have to say something about the change, it is the position of the old demon Zhong, constantly moving, almost crossing half of the combat area.

Apart from this, there is no change, even if two children fight, it is more intense than the scene here.

Old Mo Zhong was really impatient. He never dreamed that Xu Yi could hold on for so long under his dense attack without showing any sign of defeat. If this trend continues, would he really have to be delayed until tomorrow?

Suddenly, he remembered the explanation of the middle-aged man in the shirt again, and his upset mood immediately stopped and said to himself, "Drag and let it go, see when this thief can hold on."

Old Demon Zhong held back, but Xu Yi didn't want to continue playing. If he followed the way of Old Demon Zhong's mutual consumption, Xu Yi would be sure to drag it until Old Demon Zhong collapsed.

There is nothing else. Old Demon Zhong consumes ghosts, and he consumes only palm power. It goes without saying who can drag it to the end.

Of course, Xu Yi was willing to win so easily, but Xu Yi knew that this was just wishful thinking.

Old Demon Zhong is not a fool. He can delay for half an hour. He has almost reached the limit of Old Demon Zhong and will definitely not delay for the second half of the hour.

What's more, he didn't want to hold on like this.

"not good!"

Old Demon Zhong screamed, and his soul thoughts moved again, and his mind was empty within his reach.

It turned out that when he called out "bad", he felt Xu Yi buried deep in the snow. After taking a new move, he cried and the sound of the slogan fell. The needle, which was always controlled by soul thoughts, disappeared without a trace. Isn't this too strange?

At this moment, the snow field suddenly exploded with shocking snow waves, and a green shadow soared into the sky.

"Junior, what evil method are you using!"

Old Demon Zhong was extremely surprised. The needle under the control of his soul thoughts suddenly disappeared. How incredible it was. The more he could not guess, the greater the surprise in his heart.

Xu Yi sneered, "Old Zhong, what you see now is just a drop in the bucket. If you are afraid and admit defeat now, you will have time to leave you with a complete body."

The disappearance of the needle was Xu Yi's method. It was him who activated the iron spirit and activated the evil of the fire spirit. The iron spirit met the evil of the fire spirit, and the decomposition ability reappeared, and instantly decomposed the metal-type needle.

At that time, Xu Yi used this move when he decomposed the Golden Armored God composed of the Golden Talisman Army in the Battle of the Imperial Field.

What Xu Yi did not expect was that after the iron essence was rectified by the two yin and yang energy, the decomposition speed was faster. As soon as the Gangsha came out, the four marble needles disappeared.

But after Xu Yi said that, the old demon Zhong did not change his expression, "Junior, why bother to practice your mouth? I am reluctant to let it go and kill it. It was just a warm-up before. Now, I will weigh in. How much do you have?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a jade-colored ruler suddenly appeared in his palm, and two formation patterns were clear.

"The Frost Snow Ruler is actually the Frost Snow Ruler of the second-level magic weapon. It can force the old demon Zhong to use the Frost Snow Ruler. Even if the person named Xu dies, it will be famous enough to spread it to the world."

"The second-level water magic weapon is from the Frost and Snow Sword, and it is extremely powerful. No wonder Old Demon Zhong chose this Jade Dragon Snow Field as the arena. Such a calculation is worthy of being an old fox."

"Now, there should be a good show. At this moment, the person named Xu has not used his ability to use his trump card. He may not say that both of them should use their trump card this time."

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After changing his previous fatigue, the scene reached a climax again, and the onlookers were talking like mountains and seas.

Lie Xingkong and Elder Hong on the dragon boat widened their eyes. As they expected, Xu Yi should use the third-level magic weapon to summon the soul flag.

In fact, for Lie Xingkong and Elder Hong, the battle just now was not at all calm, but instead they were frightened.

In the eyes of the two, Xu Yi was purely looking for death. He used the soul-summoning banner as soon as he came out, and he dared to tease the old demon Zhong. He was forced to penetrate into the depths of the snow, which was simply looking for death.

Whether Xu Yi died or not, the two of them didn't care, and the only thing they were concerned about was the soul-striking banner.

After finally suffocating until now, Old Demon Zhong took the lead in using magic weapons. The person named Xu still didn't use his tricks. When will he wait? Do you have to ask Old Demon Zhong to activate the magic weapons and take him first?

The two of them were fully focused and stared at the scene, looking at how the third-level magic weapon soul-summoning banner showed off their power.
Chapter completed!