Chapter 266 I don't have time

Ouyang's fire soul was also shocked. Did this Yan Wuzhao go crazy? What if he can display hallucinations, spiritual invasion, and subconscious materialization? Doesn't he know that my current state is completely out of the energy critical point, and only a frontal collision of the same power is possible?! No! He should have known!

The dark red fire dragon arrived at the door of Yan Wuzhao. The hot air wave, even with the protection of energy, blew his skin slightly wrinkled, and even his hair curled up dryly...

Hum...Bung...Roar...

The palm of the hand fell on the flame, but the fire dragon could not affect Yan's hand falling on the terrible energy at all.

Ouyang Fire Soul felt layers of power and passed it out along his body, but it was so strange. Before he could react, Yan Wuzhao had already stood in front of him, with a pair of eyes...

A burst of special shock power passed into the palm of the hand through Yan's body...

Flame! Ouyang Huohun looked at the change of breath on Yan Wuzhao's body in surprise, and Chen Mo narrowed his eyes into a gap to look at the fire dragon constantly hovering around Yan Wuzhao! Cold reading materialization! Deceive the power of the other party and become a part of your own body! Incredible existence! In the dense square, a small group of students from Longyu College screamed excitedly. Yan Wuzhao used the strongest strength of cold reading, and even the power that was qualified to enter the Aoyi level.

"You lost."

Yan Wuzhao had a proud smile on his face, and there was a touch of blood in his hand that he didn't know when he appeared in the palm of his hand. The smell of death is really exciting! The power of cold reading and the structure of materialization finally made a breakthrough at this moment.

"You...how did you do it..." Ouyang Fire Soul stared at Yan Wuzhao in disbelief. That blow was his peak blow...

"Unfortunately." Yan Wuzhao erased the blood in the palm of his hand: "I have cheated your power. There are always two ways to treat enemies and friends like people."

Ouyang Huo's soul exhaled and looked up at Chen Mo in the crowd, with a slight loneliness flowing out of his eyes. After all, I didn't take the last step. I've tried my best.

Yan Wuzhao, it seems that only by breaking through the Aoyi level can there be a war...

Ouyang Fire Soul knows that only by mastering the power of the legendary energy string with its own strength can it be able to compete with pure strength without being disturbed by the other party's power.

"Classmate Chen Mo..." Silver hand. Wulan sat up and narrowed his eyes into a crack: "If you want to get the crystallization of thought, the only way is to defeat all these people, but if you follow the process of the sect conference..."

"I know." Chen Mo nodded gently. Before he was completely swallowed up by the depraved spell, he had to open the battle in advance. Of course, whether he still had reason after getting the crystallization of his pulse was not what Chen Mo was concerned about now.

Yan Wuzhao had returned to his camp, and people were surprised to find that the almost clear decisive battle suddenly became unclear.

Chen Mo is indeed very strong, and he has reached such a terrible class as the Aoyi level, but after all, not everyone understands what kind of gap this level difference is!

In the eyes of those low-level powers, Yan Wuzhao has just fought back, which is better than Chen Mo.

Ouyang Fire Soul returned to the crowd with a lonely expression. He looked at the palm of his hand in a daze. Even if he used such a strong force, he still lost.

Several fire refining disciples gathered beside him. Under the huge energy square, it seemed that the small group was particularly lonely, and a desolate breath slowly emanated among them.

"Cold reading..." Ouyang Huohun slowly raised his head, and his eyes were full of firm light: "I won't give up..."

People soon found that Ouyang Fire Soul, a popular figure in this Zongmen Conference, had been out early in the strong confrontation.

Who will be the next out? People stared curiously at the array and looked at Jiang Lan. After all, he is also one of the top ten of the young generation

"That's great." A student of Longyu College got up and looked at Yan Wuzhao: "With your current strength, it is not impossible to defeat Chen Mo."

"I don't know." Yan Wuzhao shook his head: "But I'm confident."

This day is destined to be an increasingly cruel day. The top ten competition is surging, and the interests involved are far from the competition of every young generation of capable people.

The people in the square were silent and could fight to this extent. None of these young people who participated in the war could be underesirable. Then there was the news that the Longmen power abstained due to injury. Jiang Lan won without fighting and became one of the top ten of the Zongmen Conference.

And Leng Zhan, a young master from the fog, also successfully entered the top ten because of his opponent's abstention.

Save your strength and advance and retreat together. After consultation, the two organizations still made a decision. Everyone's strength is almost equal. If they fight desperately, the end is likely to be a losing result, which is not the result they want to see.

In this regard, the ninth place is under the agreement between the two parties, which makes the Maze X stand out.

The last fight in South China soon won or lost. A weak power entered the top ten, which made many people who were out of the top 16 jealous. They could only sigh that this man was very lucky. In this strong player, he still reached the top ten.

Chen Mo looked at the list of promotions, and tomorrow there will be a day to give all the top ten players a rest to prepare for the final battle and give birth to a new first strongman. But Chen Mo can't wait, and he can't wait. To be correct, this hidden danger can't wait. At present, Xuan Yi disappears for some reason, and he is the only one who can rely on himself.

"There should be no rule that private competition is not allowed in the sect conference..."

After a long meditation, Chen Mo turned his head to the silver hand. Wu Lan asked gently.

"If you can gather the strength of their top nine, it's best to defeat them all... After all, according to this growth rate, the only way to decide the winner in advance and let them abstain is now..." Silver hand. Wulan raised his arm and subconsciously wanted to put it on Chen Mo's shoulder. For a moment, he forgot the distance of height and said, "There is no rule that private competition is not allowed in the sect conference."

Several young people who didn't know Chen Mo very well stood aside and looked at him with strange eyes. They were very puzzled about what the other party wanted to do.

Silver-handed 50 Lan, pondered for a moment, touched his chin and said, "The crystallization of thoughts can raise your current strength to another level and completely stabilize your strength, but in the same way, the depravity spell will also deepen... If you completely lose yourself... ..."

Without finishing his words, Chen Mo has understood the meaning of the other party, but Chen Mo is more aware that if he doesn't do anything, I'm afraid nothing can be changed. Since Xuan Yi said that he is a complete entity, it is not impossible to break the curse of the fallen curse for many years.

I don't know how is Christie now? A trace of thought flashed in his heart, and Chen Mo restrained his mind.

After the battle, the capable people who participated in the battle soon disappeared into the square.

Today's Chen Mo once again told everyone with his strength that his strength was amazing.

Today's Yan Wuzhao made people doubt the final outcome of the battle, and finally a new possibility appeared.

Night falls again, at the foot of a quiet mountain, but at this time, a group of people seem to be waiting for someone to appear.

Time passed minute by minute, and a figure flashed in the dark. If there were other people here, they would be surprised to find that it was Chen Mo who came.

What's more incredible is that the people present are all the top ten ability to qualify during the day today.

These people are all magnificent and heroic, with a terrible force all over their bodies.

Leng Zhan stood quietly in place, like an ordinary audience, quietly staring at Chen Mo, who was out of the line.

Before long, Jiang Lan sat on the ground and looked at each other quietly.

Yan Wuzhao and Liu Shiyun looked at Chen Mo one after another, and the same Chen Mo also became the focus of several other strong men at this time.

In the dark, Christie's face became more and more gloomy. She stared at Chen Mo, who slowly appeared from the darkness, and was particularly worried. This was the nine young masters of the Dragon Kingdom in the first stage. She sighed in her heart and looked at the silver hand with the same face standing beside her. Wulan, I really don't know what the effect of this method can play. What if I get the crystallization of my pulse, Chen Mo's body will not deteriorate because of this.

Silver hand. Wulan looked at Christie beside him with a helpless face. There was nothing he could do. Chen Mo wanted to get the crystallization of Simai to improve his strength and improve his strength. This was also for himself and to complete the exchange conditions of Kunlun Ruins. Most importantly, Chen Mo had no way to control his own strength to stop it. This kind of erosion can only make this kind of suffering break out at once. It does not endure the torture of deterioration. Whether it is dead or alive, it depends on fate.

No one can understand Chen Mo's pain, and no one can experience this feeling of watching himself become stronger step by step, and also step by step towards death. The continuous blurring of personality, emotions, and various changes in language. This is a gamble. The erosion of the depravity and curse is already a doomed fact. Why not let How about accelerating this change and presenting the results quickly?

Chen Mo wants to become stronger and wants to live. Now he also has a sense of breaking a jar, incarnating a demon? Losing yourself? All he can do is speed up the process. Either you die or I live.

"I'm sorry, I'll let you come here to blow the cold wind in the middle of the night."

In the dark shadow in the dark, Chen Mo's voice slowly sounded, and his outline gradually appeared in front of all of them.

Leng Zhan, Jiang Lan and Yan Wuzhao's eyes are full of doubts. Although they have been no strangers to Chen Mo, a man from the Qing clan, this evening * the top ten people invited here, and there was still a strange feeling in their hearts.

"I don't have time..."

Chen Mo's voice seemed particularly depressing in this quiet place.