Seeing that Dugu Mo and Fengliu were about to quarrel, Her Majesty the Ghost King coughing.
Suddenly, the audience was silent ... No one dared to say one more sentence.
"If you can cross this level, this king admits that you are really winning." His Majesty the Ghost King stared at Feng Wu.
Dugu Momo: "But ..."
Her Majesty the Ghost King stared at Feng Wu: "For the peerless genius like you, it is necessary to be higher, what do you think?"
For a peerless genius like her? Princess Ming Laner's face becomes very ugly instantly!
If Feng Wu is a peerless genius, what is she?
Stupid?!
Princess Ming Laer clenched her fist! This time, she must win, the dignified, and the bright and bright wins to win the phoenix dance!
His Majesty the Ghost King did not talk nonsense, but his sleeves brushed lightly, and the holy ball flew to the air, and then- later--
Boom suddenly!
call out--
After the sacred light spoiled, countless holy light flew out of the sphere, as if the sky was white, and it was sprinkled.
A proud color appeared in Princess Ming Lanl's eyes!
She sat on the ground quietly, holding her hands in her hands.
Her palm, as if there were light -absorbing things, countless light spots, like Baichuanhui, quickly rushed towards her hands.
Soon, she had condensed the holy light of the hemisphere.
The selection teams are all excited! The complexion is flushed one by one, and the fists are tight!
If you were not worried about disturbing Princess Minglan, they would have to cry out!
Instead of viewing Fengwu ...
At this moment, she and Princess Ming Laer sat opposite.
Two people are sitting in a gossip array, one sitting in black coating, one sitting in a white coating.
Princess Ming Laer already has hemispheres in the hands, and Fengwu ...
She only has sporadic points in her hands, and the number of people can come out with the index.
The Jedi Survival Team is all in a hurry!
Especially Dugu Momo, she jumped up in a hurry!
"How can it ... how can this?! How can the holy light of Feng Xiaowu only be nine o'clock?" Dugu Momo really had a white light and a white light, so it was only nine o'clock.
"Could it be that Feng Wu is really not as good as Princess Ming Laer?"
"Could it be that our early efforts have been in vain?"
"Could it, we really want to lose?"
Nympho
Feng Xun held his fist tightly: "It's okay, it's okay, Feng Xiaowu is best at reverse wind over, she must still have a card!"
"Yes, she must have a hole card!" Dughmo also convinced herself so.
But the more you look down, the more panic in her heart.
because--
Some of the Holy Lights gathered to Princess Minglan, and Feng Wu's palm was only lonely ... One of the few nine o'clock holy light.
The light ball is only so large, the total number of light spots is limited ... Dugiya Mo counts, and the Holy Light has a million huge.
And now, Princess Minglaer has mastered at least 600,000 holy light ...
She was desperate, her face was pale and bloodless, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground: "Losing ... we have lost ..."
Originally full of confidence, but I didn't expect to be so fast ...
Desperate, more than one of the one is the one?
Fengxun is also stunned!
The rest of the people can't return to God's expression ...
how so……
Why did you lose ...
Why ...
The entire Jedi Survival Team, everyone's face appears despair. On the contrary, the positive election team led by Princess Ming Laer at this moment ...
ps: The last day of October, seeking monthly ticket ~~