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Chapter 635: The Power of the Holy Spirit

Xunmeng took out her weapons on this competitive stage for the first time. Before that, she had never even taken out her weapons in the qualifiers or the knockout rounds. It also means that none of the masters before this was qualified to let her use weapons!

"God's eyes stayed on the white staff for a while, and a look of interest appeared on his face: "A very good staff, this staff also keeps you in confusion, right? Hey, just like Xie Tian was confused about why he got the moment of fate. Your fate may be similar. But... I know a lot about him, but I don't know anything about you. At first, I couldn't believe my eyes because of your appearance... Attack me, let me see if you can bring you the surprises I have been looking forward to."

Xunmeng did not respond, her eyes were vague, and her right hand holding the staff waved forward, and three words slowly overflowed from her mouth: "Second... Yuan... Slash!!"

Suddenly, everyone clearly saw that the straight line of the staff had fluctuations like water marks. The fluctuations instantly spread to the "God" at a rapid speed, causing distorted dislocations to appear on the upper body of the "God"...

-15000!

-40000!

The body of the "God" first shook violently, then took several steps backwards in the twist of space, fell to the ground, and above his head, and two damage numbers floated up at the same time. The two damage numbers surprised the players... because, it was clearly two huge damage that was enough to kill any player in seconds.

But then, what shocked them even more was that the prompt tone for the end of the game did not sound. The "God" who was despised and ridiculed by them before did not die after suffering such great damage. Instead, he stood up slowly from the ground, held his crooked glasses with his hands, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then, his body disappeared again...

As fast as lightning... These are four words that all players have in their hearts at the same time. The scene just now shocked them... This dream-seeking actually has such terrifying attack ability. And the "God" who is safe and sound under such an attack... How powerful is he?

The pale-handed sword fell on the competitive stage again, causing a roar like before, and another big pit appeared on the competitive stage, and Xunmeng's body disappeared... teleportation. Perhaps only in a moment can we avoid the thunderous speed and attack.

After the disappearance, Xunmeng appeared no longer behind the "God", but above the competitive platform. Players looked up as her position changed. When the "God" turned around, the white staff in Xunmeng's hand had turned red. A small fireball the size of a fist condensed in front of her and smashed down... but instead flew directly to the "God", it threw it directly below him...

In anyone's opinion, it's just a small fireball, a small fireball that can be released by an intern fire magician.

However, just when the small fireball hit the table of the competitive platform, a roar like a mountain collapse and tsunami came. The roar made the eardrums of all the people present shake violently and never stop. The entire competitive platform soared into the sky like an erupting volcano, and the red flames rose like countless fire dragons dancing in the air, burning the air above the competitive platform, burning everyone's vision and nerves...

If it weren't for the protection of the energy barrier around the stadium, such a flame would have spread to a huge extent. The seemingly inconspicuous small fireball was like a little spark falling into a gasoline barrel, bringing up a volcanic eruption flame.

There is no doubt that such a volcano is enough to sweep all the above...

Amid the flames, a gray figure soared into the sky. The ordinary sword with two hands cut through the fire and slashed towards Xunmeng's body that was stagnant... With a "sourcing", the heavy sword did not stab Xunmeng, but slashed on a purple light shield that suddenly appeared in front of her. The purple light shield was wrapped in deep purple light, taking a regular arc shape of a quarter, and its size just covered Xunmeng's entire body. In the midst of the thunder, one sword and one shield stalemate for two seconds. The purple light shield suddenly exploded, and the lightning explosion power generated exploded violently to blow the body of the "God" hard, passing through clusters of flames dozens of meters high, and flew out of the competitive platform... In an instant, there was another purple light flash in the flames, and a thunder and lightning arrow half a meter thick shuttled through the sea of ​​fire and chased the body of the "God"...

The speed of lightning is undoubtedly extremely terrifying. The "God" in the backflying direction was hit by the purple lightning arrow and was instantly swallowed by the lightning. The whole person was surrounded by purple light. Under the crazy rage and impact of lightning, he flew out of the competitive platform at a faster speed. He would have flew out dozens of meters of body, and then was hit by the lightning arrow, and flew out nearly a hundred meters away. A small piece of players in the audience watched a purple light ball in the air smashing hard in this direction, and he was immediately panicked... But the "light ball" did not hit it in the end.

"God" stopped in the air, and after flying backwards for nearly a hundred meters, he stopped in the air like a dream. His body was still surrounded by lightning, and the damage of "-3000" floated on his head every second. Not only did the lightning have extremely strong destructive power, it also lingers on the target's body and causes continuous damage to it.

The flames were still raging on the athletic stage and were not extinguished. Xunmeng stayed in this flame, looking at the "God" who was knocked away by her calmly.

Except for the sound of the burning flames, the entire competitive Odaiba was as quiet as a ghost realm. Even the breathing sound could not be heard... Because everyone had forgotten their breathing in shock.

"This...this...this...this is a movie?" Zuo Pojun's eyes were surprisingly wide, and the expression on his face was so stiff that it could no longer be stiff. Even though everything was seen with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe that he actually saw the scene that only appeared in this fantasy movie in a competitive game in a game.

"Huh... I've tried very hard to convince myself that this is true. But my reason tells me... This may be really just a movie... Or, I'm still too tired and have an illusion... Oh, poker face, can you please pinch my tender jade fingers gently? I need to bring me a sense of sober pain." Murong Qiushui rubbed his forehead, his eyes sometimes widened and sometimes narrowed.

Situ Shina bounced Murong Qiushui's hand away with a finger, staring at the flames on the athletic stage and said, "This world is indeed much more crazy than we imagined. I understand why the leader said that he was not sure of defeating the dream... Huh, this game was indeed as the leader said, giving us a big surprise."

Shen Xiaoyao swallowed hard and said excitedly: "It's so...so...so amazing! What kind of skill is this? Is these two people really players?"

"Can it be really NPC? These two people have become abnormally beyond the players' range. Even Brother Xie Tian is not so strong, right? Moreover, if there are such a powerful person, we shouldn't be unaware of it, but for so long, there is no rumors about them... Ten is NPC!" Ling Jie said gritting his teeth, then turned to Ye Tianxie and said, "Brother Xie Tian, ​​what do you think?"

Ye Tianxie shook his head without replying. He stared at the two people on the stage. He had been convinced that "God" was not simple, but he did not expect that he was not so simple! Xunmeng was equally strong beyond his expectations...

These two people who had no previous names...

The body of "God" moved and returned to the competitive arena in a blink of an eye. The flames on the competitive arena began to devour the life of "God" together with lightning. The expression of "God" remained unchanged, as if he didn't care about the damage caused by the devouring of fire and thunder. He held the sword in both hands, and the pale and ordinary sword suddenly surged out of an astonishing sword light nearly twenty meters long in his hand. As his hands waved, the sword light slashed towards Xunmeng's body. With the waving of the sword light, a huge airflow was brought up. The flames on the competitive arena swaying violently with this airflow.

Xunmeng's body teleported away again and appeared at a higher altitude. It was almost fifty meters away! At such an altitude, except for the lightning attack summoned by the thunder-type profession, no professional attack will be reached. The very small number of flying mounts currently appear can generally only fly at low altitudes... Even Xie Tian's mount Kaka can only fly to a height of thirty meters.

Xunmeng in the sky closed his eyes, held the staff with both hands, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was murmuring something. The sea of ​​fire was still burning, and the "God" had just jumped out of the sea of ​​fire. Suddenly, a stout thunder and lightning broke through the sound of earth-shaking thunder, hitting the body of "God" and slashed down hard...

With a trembling sound, the entire competitive arena was struck in half by lightning, cracking a crack that was two meters wide. The body of the "God" was directly slashed into the crack. Then, another shocking muffled sound came from the underground, and all the players present clearly felt the trembling of the ground...

boom!!!
Chapter completed!
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