Brother Huai'er sweated on his forehead.

Of the twelve questions in front of him, he solved five and got stuck on the sixth. The hourglass on the side, but there was no sign of jamming. Seeing that the sand on the top layer of the hourglass was decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye, the sweat on Brother Huai'er's forehead became denser.

He didn't expect that the battle of the Beast Chessboard to break the prison was a solution. In the era of the Demon Mansion, mid-range witchcraft was popular, and teamwork had long become the mainstream. In the history of demons, there has never been an era where teamwork is so valued as it is today. Gathering the strength of a team to deconstruct hexology is the most popular practice at the moment.

And the Demon Mansion, which is well versed in this, knows how to teach students this, and analysis and deconstruction are the skills that every student must learn. In order to hone these skills of the students, a rich sea of questions is indispensable. In addition to those general question seas, each demon mansion has its own question sea.

As a top student of the Demon Mansion, solving problems is a very familiar and good job for Brother Huai.

However, his self-confidence, in front of the twelve questions of the prison battlefield, was quickly shattered. In fact, when he encountered the third question, he began to sweat.

These topics are not unpopular, on the contrary, this should be a category that every demon is familiar with.

Little Hex!

Even if he is now in the sixth question, it is still about the topic of small demon arts.

The little demon art that must be learned at the beginning is even a little far away for Brother Huai'er. Before he entered the Demon Mansion, he had already completed the study of Little Demon Magic, how old was he at that time?

Six-year-old?seven-year-old?

Brother Huai'er himself remembers it clearly.

However, the extremely simple little demon technique, and the topics involved, made him feel a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart. The topic designed by the other party is not unpopular, and the idea is not weird and clever, but full of dignified taste.

This made him feel even more frustrated.

I was stumped by the dignified little witchcraft topic......

Brother Huai'er's face was a little gray.

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Compared with Brother Huai'er's nervousness, the onlookers outside felt uneasy.

There is no dazzling brilliance, no murderous momentum, no complicated and mysterious changes......

The battle to break the prison was actually just solved like a student, and only Brother Huai'er could see the problem, they could only stare at Brother Huai'er boringly and count how many beads of sweat there were.

The fire-faced man was bored, and complained: "What are you doing? I thought I could see the big movement, and I was so bored for a long time! I knew it was so boring, what kind of effort did I toss." ”

"Don't be in a hurry. Qianliu had no choice but to comfort: "We'll see you soon." ”

He didn't expect that the battle of breaking the prison on the Desolate Beast Chessboard turned out to be a solution. I have never heard of such a peaceful and peaceful battle to break the prison.

"That kid can't do it. The fire-faced man glanced at it and snorted coldly: "The outside is strong and the middle is dry!"

Suddenly, the fire-faced people thought about it, and showed a gloating smile: "Haha, there's a good show to watch now!"

"Fun?" Chiryu didn't react for a while, and to be honest, he was also a little disappointed.

"Do you think, those little guys trained by the old guys can't even compare to others in solving problems, isn't their face even more ugly?" The fire-faced man was extremely proud: "Their set, solving problems is the basic skill, and the basic skill is not as good as others, haha, is there anything more ironic than this?"

Thinking of this, the fire-faced man was like seeing those old guys with extremely different faces, and he smiled heartily.

Qianliu reacted, and the fire-faced man was right. The old guys and the little ones have one thing in common, and that is conceit. The conceited demons are all good-looking. If you lose the demon competition, there is no big problem, but if you lose the problem, whether it is the old guy or the little guy, it is absolutely unacceptable.

Thinking of this, Chiryu couldn't help but start to look forward to it again.

"Hah, that guy is out!" the Fireface Man was excited.

Retracting the thousand streams of his mind, his eyes fell on the field.

The prison battlefield was restored to its original state.

Brother Huai'er stood in despair.

He failed.

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In the mist, two figures flickered.

Ah Wen's speed was only slightly inferior to Zuo Mo's Ming Xuan Wing, and he was dressed in black armor, like a black lightning. The speed of the Soul Leopard is on par with Awen, full of explosive power, and every time he pounces, it is like thunder.

Everyone's faces became solemn, and Shu Long held the halberd in his hand tightly, ready to support at any time.

The speed of both sides was extremely fast, and even the people of the Vermilion Bird Battalion, who had always advocated fast attack, all of them had a slight change in face at this time. Many people secretly weighed in their hearts, if it were themselves, would they be able to attack their whole bodies so violently and sharply and retreat? Except for a very small number of people who could still maintain their composure, the vast majority of people had quite ugly faces.

They weren't sure.

It's incredibly fast-paced!

They looked at Arwen's fluttering figure in amazement, is this still the bulky and sluggish guard? One man and one leopard, like two black lightning bolts, chasing and entangling with each other. The indefinite spear can freely shuttle through the void, near or far, without any dead ends, and it is impossible to prevent it.

And the strength of that soul leopard also exceeded everyone's expectations, not only did its speed not fall behind, but its strength was stronger than Awen. With a sharp spear with a terrible whistling sound, it was smashed casually, and everyone felt chills in their hearts.

Arwen didn't expect this soul leopard to be so difficult to deal with.

He didn't know how much stronger he was than before, but he still couldn't do anything with the leopard in front of him.

No, you have to fight quickly, and you can't delay the speed of the team's progress!

Right now, they have just entered the fog, and the monsters that wander the depths of the fog are even more powerful. Even this leopard can't be solved, what will I do in the future? Thinking of this, Awen's momentum suddenly became tragic and slaughtering.

"Huh!" Xie Shan's face showed surprise, and Ma Fan also showed a surprised expression. They are extremely sensitive to momentum and can clearly perceive the changes in Arwen's body.

Put yourself in the dead place!

Rumble!

The red spear tassels turned into red flames that enveloped the spearhead, and the black evil qi intertwined along the shaft of the spear, burrowing into the burning spear tip.

The Soul Leopard showed a bit of retreat, it was smart and psychic, and the team in front of it was too large for it to take advantage of. And if it is injured here, not only will the prey not be able to grab it, but even it itself will become the prey of other soul beasts.

It slowly retreated.

Arwen's eyes were dark, the black gas between the armor was swirling, and the tip of the spear was burning.

A familiar feeling came, and every time, when he decided to fight hard in the dueling arena, he would enter this strange state. The killing intent in his body was boiling, but his heart was cold. Being able to survive so many brutal duels, this strange state is his magic weapon to save his life.

This is the first time that Awen plans to fight hard after entering the guard camp.

The various mental formulas of "Bitter Guard" swept through the bottom of my heart like water, and my eyes became deeper and deeper.

The black armor on his body is delicate and light, like countless feathers stacked on top of each other, which is unique in the guard camp. At this time, the black armor on his body suddenly squirmed slowly, like a living creature, and everyone was terrified. Layers of metal feathers climbed up Arwen's face and covered them with a layer of fine feather face armor.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The continuous sound of metal rubbing was like countless knives constantly being pulled out of the scabbard, and countless long feathers popped out of the black armor on Ah Wen's body, the texture of the long feathers was extremely thin, and the edges were as sharp as blades. In an instant, the ferocious and murderous aura swept away.

The bow body holds the spear, and the legs are staggered and slightly squatted.

Ah Wen raised his face, and the layers of black feathers on his face were shining with a delicate luster, hideous and cold.

Smelling the aura of danger, the Soul Leopard retreated faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the mist.

At this moment, Ah Wen's black armor popped out and the raised metal feathers trembled in unison, and the overwhelming power instantly penetrated his right arm, and he exhaled under the armor: "Kill!"

The black spear suddenly disappeared from his grasp.

Syllable!

A slight cracking sound came from the depths of the fog.

Everyone changed color.

Ah Wen fell on his back, and before his body reached the ground, he was caught by a black armor arm, but it was Shu Long who arrived.

Xie Shan's figure flickered, burrowed into the fog, and returned after two breaths, with an extra leopard in his hand. I saw that this soul leopard had an egg-sized hole in its forehead, piercing the entire forehead. The Soul Leopard was in Xie Shan's hand, dissipating into wisps of black qi at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zuo Mo hurriedly ran to Shu Long's side: "How is it?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just a loss of strength. Shu Long said respectfully.

Zuo Mo relieved his mind at this time, he originally planned to let Ah Wen test the strength of the Soul Leopard, but he didn't expect this guy to be handsome, but his personality was as strong as fire, and he insisted on killing the Soul Leopard.

Everyone was deeply shocked by Ah Wen's amazing blow, especially the Suzaku Battalion, which had always been above the top, and was the most shocked. Their biggest impression of the guard camp is "Wusha Demon Killing Array", and the personal combat effectiveness of the guards is not strong in their opinion.

But today's performance of Arwen completely subverted their stereotype.

It turns out that the Wei Camp has grown to this point!

Zuo Mo's attention at this time was only on the Soul Leopard brought by Xie Shan. The Soul Leopard dissipated, leaving only one palm and one bead left.

The leopard's paws are covered with fine scales and extremely hard, and the long, sharp hook-like claws that are five inches long are the most conspicuous. The beads are the size of a small thumb, crystal clear, and they are not ordinary at first glance. Now was not the time to study these things, so Zuo Mo casually threw them all into the ring.

Suddenly, Zuo Mo raised his head suddenly, his gaze as sharp as a sword, pointing straight to the depths of the fog in front of him.

Xie Shan and the others were only afraid that Zuo Mo would slow down, so they raised their heads one after another, looking at the depths of the fog in front of them in surprise.

A black tide spread rapidly from the depths of the mist to this direction at an alarming speed, turning all the places it passed into a black void. This black tide came extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Zuo Mo and the others. Like an endless void, devouring everything.

The fog of corrosive power has turned into nothingness.

Zuo Mo and his party are like being in the void.

And in the void, a towering giant sword came into everyone's eyes.

Xie Shan, who had already stepped into Jindan, had a colorless face, and screamed as if he had been stepped on by someone's tail: "Sword intent!"

Ma Fan Shulong and the others, all of them turned pale with horror.

Zuo Mo seemed to have been struck by lightning, his body suddenly froze, and he let out a subconscious mutter.

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