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Chapter 10290 Betting(2/2)

"It's so scary, is this Jinghong?

Ranked 72nd on the bronze list?

It’s just the cultivation of the virtual gods of the world.

He actually cultivated the high-grade virtual god-level magical power to the sixth level.

This is so shocking!”

Generally speaking, high-grade virtual god-level magical powers can be upgraded to the ninth level in the virtual god realm.

But the problem is, most people can't do it.

Only when most people reach the true god realm can they cultivate high-grade virtual god-level magical powers to the ninth level.

A tenth-level virtual god who has perfected his cultivation and can cultivate the upper-level virtual god-level magical powers to the sixth level is already considered a proud man of heaven.

Because most people cannot achieve this.

You know, the masters of the Ancestral Dragon Hall, the masters of the Evil Feather Hall, and the masters of the Baiyue Sect are all already true gods.

He still uses top-grade virtual god-level magical powers.

The key is that you haven't cultivated to the limit yet.

And Jinghong, just a virtual god, has cultivated this holy virtual god-level magical power to a level comparable to theirs.

This is talent.

For another example, Tie Xuan, who is in the same realm, has only reached the third level of cultivation.

This is also the difference in talent.

A tornado set off a terrifying fire, turned into a divine dragon, and rushed toward Ling Xiao.

Want to burn Ling Xiao to ashes.

"Okay, let me show you what real talent is like!"

Ling Xiao laughed again.

This time, he was finally going to use his magical attack power.

Holding the Tianmen Divine Spear.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath.

At that moment, Ling Xiao's temperament changed.

Became the God of Terror and Killing!

The ancient martial saint's bloodline burned.

Ling Xiao's figure was shrouded by a Martial Saint.

The weapon in Wu Sheng's hand is exactly the same as Ling Xiao's.

Then, Ling Xiao let out a low roar: "Nine shocking moves, the first move, the fatal move!"

At that moment, Jinghong felt a fear he had never experienced before.

At that moment, he felt that his life force was passing crazily.

Before the opponent's attack came, he already felt like death.

That feeling is really uncomfortable.

very uncomfortable.

At this time, Ling Xiao's spear had already stabbed him.

Jinghong's fire dragon was instantly shattered.Μ.

The gun light pierced Jinghong's body without any hindrance.

Penetrated Jinghong's body.

A bloody hole was left on his body.

Jinghong looked at Ling Xiao blankly.

Suddenly, he could no longer support his body and fell to his knees.

The scene was completely silent.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock.

how so!

Jinghong was actually defeated.

The breath is sluggish.

Blood flowed.

It seemed like a lot of life force had been drained out in an instant.

The hair turned white.

People have also aged a lot.

He's not dead.

But this seems worse than death.

Jinghong lost!

The first time Ling Xiao made a move, Jinghong was defeated.
Chapter completed!
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