Chapter 540: Playing and

"Next, we chose it!" The mad king looked straight at Lin Fan, and his eyes flashed a chilly color and asked in a loud voice. >八一≧ Chinese≯W≤WW. 81ZW. COM's current number is four to three, and he and others are suppressed. If you don't win, then it is too dangerous. Ten artifacts, the mad king can not afford to lose, the real can not afford to lose.
"Choose it!" Lin Fan three people showed a smile, said with a voice, Lin Fan and the sky, is the strongest among the people, and Qing Tian, ​​sitting in the special occupation of the dragon knight, plus its own hegemony The style of combat is definitely not to be underestimated. For these competitions, Lin Fan and others still have a little confidence.
"The blood of the dead is bloody, you choose!" In the eyes of the mad king, it was full of gloomy colors, and slowly said.
"Good!" Wen Yan, the eyes of the dead soul came back for a long time among the three people, only to point out that Qing Tian said: "He ride, can dare to fight!"
"My old Qin didn't dare, and you can only choose me, isn't it?" Qingtian haha ​​laughed and went to the field, watching the blood of the dead in front of him, sneer, and the dead soul face Lin Sailing and breaking the sky, there is absolutely no chance of winning, but instead of yourself, there is no small odds, the blood of the dead will find yourself, and the sky is not unexpected.
When I heard the sarcasm of Optimus, the eyes of the dead soul could not help but twitch. In his heart, I really wanted to fight with Lin Fan. After all, for a long time, the deepest thing to do with myself was Lin Fan, but the blood of the dead. It is also very clear that he is not an opponent of Lin Fan anyway, even if he breaks the sky, he is better than him. He can only choose Qingtian.
"Killing" saw that Optimus stood in the field, and the eyes of the dead were instantly cold, and the bursting sound suddenly rang. In an instant, the sharp blade formed in front of the blood of the dead, and rushed toward the sky.
"You, it's useless to me!" Qingtian's gaze flashed a touch of ice color, raised his hand, and a golden dragon instantly rose up. The huge dragon claw instantly waved and directly shot the three sharp edges. Flying out, then, Optimus blinked, and the hands began to seal, and a dragon seal was formed instantly, and it was shot into the body of the dragon in front of him.
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"This celestial sky!" The face of the undead has changed greatly. At this moment, it is only remembered that the dragon of the celestial world is not comparable to the players who are waiting for leisure. This is already a dragon of the 90th grade. It will never become nine. Fifteenth level?
If it really becomes ninety-five! The blood of the dead is afraid of even the heart of crying. The demonized Boss of the 95th level is singled out, and the blood of the dead is not good. Moreover, it is necessary to add a tyrant to the sky!
"Oh!" The violent snoring sounded through the sky at this moment. Under the eyes of the dead, the golden dragon in front of him grew up in a circle, and instantly became even bigger.
"Call!" Seeing the level of this golden dragon in front of him, the blood of the dead can't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At the 93rd level, it has not reached the point where it is extremely difficult to solve.
"Fitting!" fierce, screaming and screaming, in an instant, the dragon burst out of a burst, instantly, turned into a golden light, directly into the broken body.
"Boom!" The powerful momentum at this moment, suddenly burst out, and the surface of the body of the sky, also gave birth to a terrible change. First, the head, the silver helmet on the top of the head, was instantly wrapped in a layer of gold, and then the golden dragon-shaped rune instantly filled the entire helmet. After that, the broken armor and leggings were all rendered golden at this moment, dazzling. Behind it, a pair of golden wings resembling dragon wings, which makes the momentum of the sky look like a madman.
"This···!" At this moment, looking at the instinct of the celestial body in front of the madness, I felt a chill from the neck slowly rising, facing the person who was strong in the face, the blood of the dead is almost bloody. There is an urge to cry.
"After the integration of the dragon, the strength of Qingtian is equal to that of the demon!" The sky looked envious of Qingtian with a little envy, and said: "This guy is very powerful now!"
"It is very powerful!" Wen Yan, Lin Fan and others could not help but nodded. Qingtian is definitely a strong limit. After all, the people of Qingtian are very clear, but it is not the spirit of the sun that can be compared with such guys. I am afraid that it is even more horrible.
"Dark black dragon!" At this moment, the face of the undead has changed, and the black dragon is released directly, and it rushes toward the sky.
"Crawler!" At this moment, the celestial face, facing the dark magic dragon, almost even the eye is not stunned, the long scorpion in the hand instantly against the bursting dark magic dragon is a slap in the face.
"Boom!" The huge screams sounded instantly. Under this blast, the dark magic dragon was taken a step back by Optimus.
"This is really a humanoid Boss!" Looking at the sky above the sky, the stalwart of the great gods, the stalwart at this moment, is more than the demon statue. The black dragon that summoned the blood of the undead is forced to retreat, and at this moment, the magical blood of the undead is on the body of the sky, and even the ripples can not afford!
"If I didn't collect the Manchu slaves, I would face the celestial world, and the winners and losers would be in the 5th and 5th!" Lin Fan blinked in the eyes and said aloud.
"I compare with him, it should be in the number of five or five!" The same day, the same look is dignified, looking at the sky, said out loud.
At this moment, the face of the mad king is also iron blue, Qingtian, in the data of the mad king, inferior to the explosion of law and mania, now, the madness of the sky and Lin Fan have not yet shot, a Optimus, actually have no Aya's strength, this is simply to make the mad king have to be nervous.
"It's just a metamorphosis!" Seeing the undead release of the cursed sacred paint dark dragon was solved by the celestial world, and the mad king could not help but scream. At this moment, the blood of the dead will be defeated, and it will not be able to hold back. Can't hold it.
As the mad king expected, at this moment, the wings behind the blood of the undead are constantly flashing, evading the attack of Qingtian. If there is such a wing with a flashing function, the blood of the dead will have been killed and killed by Qingtian, even if it is killed. Not now, but also forced to go crazy.
"Haha, the dead soul is bloody, you are a daring mouse!" Qing Tian laughed and looked at the blood of the undead, like a funeral dog, sneer, now, the blood of the dead is nothing but escape. Going down, you can't kill the blood of death, and you can't help but start to talk with the blood of the dead.
However, Qingtian’s words obviously did not play a role in the blood of the dead, and the blood of the dead continued to flash, avoiding the attack of Qingtian, and Qingtian, the constant chase could not catch the blood of the dead, the scene is at this moment. Completely caught in a state of stalemate.
"It's better, let's play it!" Ten minutes passed, and the two were still the same. The mad king couldn't help but look at Lin Fan and asked out loudly. According to the truth, the blood of the dead has been lost. After all, the blood of the dead is apart from Run away, do nothing, but the mad king had to make this suggestion! Do you ask him, it is better to judge us to lose!
"Qingtian, what do you think?" Lin Fan looked at Qingtian and asked out, although the blood of the dead was so shameless to the limit, but Lin Fan had no way, if he continued this way, Qingtian’s The Dragon Seal Dragon lost its effectiveness, but it was even more difficult.
"The blood of the dead is bloody, you can only escape the coward!" Qing Tian stood in the air, watching the blood of the dead, bursting out, and then reluctantly agreed to this condition.
As the celestial nod, the undead sat down on the ground, continuous flashing, the spirit of the dead soul is particularly tired, tired and fainting.
The scene of Qingtian and the souls of the dead, even under such a farce, the hard-woiled and unscrupulous delay of the undead to the fight.
"The dead soul is bloody, Lao Tzu despise you, look down on you!" Qing Tian is still awkward at this moment, showing how ruthless it is to be ruined by the undead blood. For ten minutes in a row, one escape, one chase, it is like Farce.
At this moment, the faces of all the people in Korea are extremely embarrassed. After all, this fight is too disgraceful. However, it will not blame the blood of the dead, and it is better than losing.