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When everything is settled.

The mess on the scene was revealed. The most unlucky one was the thick stone arena. These thick stone floors were all made of half a meter thick rock arrangement, and the construction standard was to withstand the crushing of tanks without moving at all.

But in fact, even if the tanks crush the ground, they cannot withstand the battle between capable people. Especially those who have mastered the domain-level power, they all seem to contain extremely powerful destructive power when they raise their legs and raise their hands.

At the center of the explosion, a large pit of ten meters was blown out of the ring. The deepest part in the middle was blown out more than three meters deep, and even the soil was exposed.

Around the circular explosion pit, cracks of thick stones spread in all directions. The longest crack actually extended dozens of meters to the edge of the ring.

The most peculiar thing is that the stone surface around the explosion pit seemed to be attacked by the cold winter, covering it with a thin layer of ice. The spotlight shone on it, shading halos.

A few dozen meters away, Yuan Rourou, wearing an ancient green dress, was half floating in the air, as if wearing an invisible parachute, slowly falling to the ground. At this time, she looked a little embarrassed and charming. The green dress was torn apart by "shells" in many parts, and was tattered and tattered, and her thighs were even white, revealing the crystal-clear skin of her beautiful legs.

On her shoulder, it seemed that she was hit by an ice blade of a fish that had escaped the net, and blood was smudged on her green clothes.

Her face was a little pale, her eyes were filled with anger, and she sneered: "Queen Ice Queen, Ice Queen, I really underestimated you. Hahaha! Let you see my poisonous storm!"

With the sound of sneering, Yuan Rourou's momentum changed. With her delicate body as the center, a vortex formed. The vortex was filled with green, obviously filled with strong deadly toxins. The vortex of strong toxins was turning faster and faster, and sharp roars, and finally formed a tornado column that was more than 20 meters high and was dark green in color.

In the center of the wind's eyes, an invisible force held Yuan Rourou, allowing her delicate body to slowly float into the air. Her bun was scattered at some point, and she grew beautifully and black in the wind pillar and flew all over the sky.

Through the green wind wall, she could vaguely see her expression a little terrible.

However, the ice queen Nan Lian was not afraid of this. While Yuan Rouru burst out, there was also a strong sense of ice around her slender and graceful body. The sudden drop in temperature allowed the water molecules in the air to condense into tiny liquid water, floating in the air to form a thick white mist.

The white fog condensed into ice and snow in an instant, and it rotated slowly with the airflow. In the end, the degree of rotation became faster and faster. In just a few seconds, a vortex of ice and snow was formed in a radius of dozens of meters.

In her ice field, the temperature had already reached the freezing point, and there was no trace of water in the air. The hurricane was mixed with ice and snow, like a handful of sharp blades that could cut everything, enough to cut down all life. The thick stones on the ground became snow-white, and they kept cracking and cracking into pieces, and were traction-filled and floated into the vortex.

With Nanlian as the center, a magnificent scene is formed like a cosmic vortex.

The poisonous storm faced the ice vortex.

If these two areas of different natures collide, they may have catastrophic consequences. If one is not done well, the auditorium will be demolished by them.

The young talents on the platform all showed their solemn eyes and supported their own defensive measures. Only the sword of the Yingyue, Gao Mingyue, narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked calm and natural.

"Amitabha!"

At this critical moment, a rumbling sound of Buddha resounded throughout the auditorium like a sudden appearance of thunder.

An old monk, who was haggard and wearing a simple cassock, flew down from the air and blocked the poisonous storm and the ice vortex. He was dazzling golden lights blooming on his body, allowing the poisonous storm and the ice vortex to impact. However, it was as towering as a mountain.

"Donor Yuan, Donor Huangfu. I wonder if I can listen to my advice and decide this battle to tie." Although the old monk was thin, he looked like a monk with a solemn appearance between his eyebrows. He clasped his hands together and said, "The two donors have shown their own style and strength, which is a blessing for the Chinese nation, and the country is not a matter of the bureau."

"Master Lefan?" Yuan Rourou in the poisonous storm seemed to know the old monk. After exclaiming, the hostility on his face dissipated a lot. He slowly removed the poisonous storm. He fell from mid-air and bowed and said, "Rourou has seen Master Fan."

Nan Lian, who was in the vortex of ice, also put away the ice field when she saw this. The ice and snow in the sky seemed to have lost all its power, and fell with the airflow in a turbulent manner. The coldness on her body disappeared, and the ice and snow faded away from white, and turned back into a black shawl show like a waterfall.

She put on sunglasses and covered her eyes with her eyes, and bowed politely, saying, "Nan Lian has seen Master Lefan." Although she had never seen Master Lefan, she had also heard that Master Lefan in Prajna Temple is one of the most enlightened monks in the world. With him coming forward, Nan Lian naturally would not put on airs.

"Master Yuan, I have thought about it in the demon prison in the past few years, but it seems that the effect is not very significant." Master Lefan raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly, "The devil is born from the heart, and you must always remember to be aware of anger, anger, anger, and restlessness."

Yuan Rourou seemed a little dissatisfied with this, but the corner of her mouth just twitched for a moment, but did not refute it. Instead, she respectfully bowed and said, "Rou Rourou followed the master's teachings." When she was sent to Prajna Temple for treatment, it was Master Lefan who disagreed with the remarks of the Buddhist treasure to suppress her manic spirit. He also led the monks to sing the Buddhist sound every day to cleanse the dirt in her heart and dissolve her anger.

I believe that if Master Lefan was not allowed to be completely entangled and lose her mind and become a murderer. Of course, the State Administration of China would not show mercy. At that time, either killed her or suppressed her. For Master Lefan, Director Han, Yan Zun and his wife, and those who helped her selflessly, she was grateful.

How good is Master Lefan's cultivation? Naturally, at a glance, you can see that Yuan Rourou is convinced and dissatisfied. He sighed softly and didn't say much. He turned to Nan Lian and said, "Master Huangfu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Huh?" Nan Lian said with a slightly surprised expression, "Master Lefan, when have we ever met?"

"Since the donor has forgotten, don't mention it again." Master Lefan solemnly proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, since neither of the donors has any objections, then this time it will be a draw."

After the reconciliation, Master Lefan stepped into the air and returned to the observation room in the air.

Nan Lian frowned slightly, but she didn't say much. She kicked her feet and flew back to the platform.

Many young men and women showed admiration for her. Even those domain-level strong men looked at Nan Lian very seriously. They used to regard her as a rookie who had just advanced to the field, but now they knew that this was an extraordinary and powerful opponent.

In the past, the name of the Queen of Ice Nan Lian was quite famous in the East China Branch. After this battle, it may soon be heard in all major branches.

"Sister Nanlian is mighty and domineering." Wang Yan said with a smile, "Especially the last ice vortex, it is really domineering and opened my eyes."

"Stop flattering." Nan Lian's mouth curled a smile, which dissolved the chill on her body like a spring breeze. "If I hadn't stood up for you, I wouldn't have been willing to face the poisonous widow. Her strength is unfathomable, and it's hard to say who will win or lose in the end. In the future, stay away from her so that you won or die of poisoning."

"Oh, Sister Nanlian." A faint fragrance came over, and the poisonous widow Yuan Rourou, who had recovered from her charming face, floated up and said with a smile, "Your words are really heartbroken. They just want to have a drink with the handsome male god. Why should they demote them so worthless?"

As soon as the poisonous widow appeared, some young talents who wanted to join in the fun immediately changed their faces and held their breath and retreated more than ten meters. They were nervous and anxious. The fragrance that was so fragrant that just now was not as fragrant as it was, wouldn’t it have any poisonous elements?

Obviously, the battle just now made everyone feel the danger of the poisonous widow Yuan Rourou, which gave them the most intuitive feeling. It was extremely poisonous, cunning, cruel, and his face changed as soon as he said it was a poisonous rose.

"What are you running?" Yuan Rourou looked over with a resentful look and said, "I want to poison you to death, do you still need to run over? I promise that you can't even see me, and you will die of bleeding from all your orifices. Come over and drink with your sister."

Yes, Yuan Rourou's horror is not in the front-end duel, but her terrifying toxins everywhere. Who knows when the gust of wind that floats over contains highly poisonous elements? Who can know whether there will be a drop of dead poison hidden in the supper today?

Even if there is no meal, what about the next one? What about going to bed at night? What about going to work?

It can be said that offending someone like Yuan Rourou is probably like offending a ghost, which can make your life fear everywhere. As long as you think about it, you will feel creepy. The young heroes from various branches looked at each other, and had to look pale and ran over to drink with fear.

"Hey, my mother is called Xiaoxian, why are you, a big guy, coming here?" Yuan Rourou glared at her charming eyes and took two steps back.

"Uh, Sister Rourou, I'm only twenty-eight years old, and I'm also a young man after scratching my beard." The bear scratched his head and smiled silly.

A voice of Sister Rourou almost forced Yuan Rourou to abrupt heart attack, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. His eyes were faint, and he really wanted to sprinkle a handful of poisonous mist to poison the shameless stinky bear to death.
Chapter completed!