Nine Sun God King

Sword Ling said: "Xiao Yun, this little ghost is too young. In a certain period of time, it is impossible to engrave too many totem patterns, otherwise it will cause great damage to his mental strength!"

At this time, many odd-grain Taoists have accused the old man.

Qin Yun shouted: "You seniors, the younger brother contributed a precious fire totem pattern in order to prove innocence, but it was swallowed by this old man!"

"Now, is it necessary for him to contribute the same level of singularity to me to make up for our losses?"

The old man in the singular hall, after hearing this, looked at the group of strange singers and felt like he was staring at a group of wolves.

"Should! The little brothers contributed the totem pattern. How do the old guys contribute ten or eight lines?"

"Yeah!"

"Old guy, quickly hand over the fire totems and lines you have mastered!"

"The younger brothers are young, but they are so generous to hand over the fire totems. What are you doing with so many lines?"

"Old guy, you have swallowed the fire totem pattern, what do you want? Hurry up and hand over the lines!"

A group of singular Taoist priests are squatting, with the singularity of the dragon family and the singularity of the sword.

After all, this is a good thing for everyone, so they are on the same line.

Jian Ling 珑 secretly praised Qin Yun's high-tech tricks, throwing a half-truth fire totem, not to pass the crisis, but also hit a slap, maybe even some traces.

The old man in the singular hall was surrounded by a group of strange singers.

It is not for him to hand over the lines, but to draw the fire totems.

However, the old man of the sacred temple did not grasp the fire totem at all.

Only he knows that he is being deceived, but when he says this, there is absolutely no one who believes.

He also has a hard time to say!

In the game field, suddenly a mess.

The people in the audience are also thrilled to see.

You must know that the old man who was just the strange temple, with a large group of people forced the teenager to hand over the taboos.

Now, it is almost all the singular Taoist divisions who are besieging the old man of the sacred temple, letting the old man surrender the lines and the fire totem!

Yang Shiyue saw the dark music in her heart. Of course she knew what was going on. Some people doubted that Qin Yun’s past life had awakened. Because of how it looks, it is like the handwriting of Qin Yun’s past life.

Xiao Xuanqin also felt so much. She was just as angry as Jian Lingzhen, but now she feels very happy.

The scene has been out of control, and the swordsman and a few half-centers can't stop the group of odd-skilled priests.

Sword Ling shouted: "If this old guy does not contribute to the trail and the fire totem, we will not play, we will stop!"

The sword smashed the sky with a sword, and actually poured oil on the fire.

Many singular Taoist priests also agreed with Sword Ling's practice and shouted "the strike."

"You bastards, I want to take back your badge!" The old man of the sacred temple is also annoyed.

"A broken badge, don't worry about it! We don't look at the odd-grained priests!"

An odd-grained Taoist angered a badge.

Many odd-grain Taoists have followed suit.

Jian Ling’s angry voice: “Small people sacrificed the opportunity to engrave the fire totem for the last time, and contributed the fire totem to us all, but it was swallowed by this guy!”

"Don't say that he alone swallows the totem of fire! On the way that Xiao Yun is so generous to give him a fire, he should be fairer, courtesy, and give some traces to Xiao Yun!"

"What can I do now?"

Those singular Taoist teachers, watching this momentum, is likely to force the old man to surrender the lines, so it is more fierce to crusade.

Qin Yun’s heart was happy to watch the play, but his face was innocent and sad.

It looks strange and pitiful, so many women present are very distressed, and they are stunned by the shamelessness of the singular hall.

This is also the rhythm of Xiao Yuemei in the dark.

In the audience, there are also many words that bully the children. For those who don’t respect anything, they attack the old man in the sacred temple.

The old man in the singular hall, very regretted to provoke Qin Yun, otherwise he did not have a fart, but now it is provoked!

The game field has also been fixed!

Everyone does not rest, and the old man who is surrounded by the sacred temple.

"Two roads, you either surrender the fire totem that belongs to everyone, or contribute the same pattern!" said a middle-aged singer.

"I didn't get the fire totem at all, it was the piece of paper!"

The old man of the sacred temple, screaming with red ears, said this sentence he said many times, but no one believed.

Finally, the old man of the strange temple could not hold it.

"Well, I will contribute a line!"

"How is one enough? Three!" someone shouted.

"Yes, three lines!"

The old man, who had smashed the mothers of this group in his heart, did not expect that he wanted to find a chance to force Jian Ling and Qin Yun out of the game, but now he has a big event. Qb17

"Two!" The old man of the sacred temple also made a concession.

Otherwise, he can't really go back alive.

"Two top grades!" Sword Ling shouted.

"Good!" The old man of the sacred temple, blushing, yelled.

Said, he took out two hides.

The above pattern, it really is the top grade!

Those singular priests are also quiet and take out the instruments.

Those instruments, like mirrors, can be recorded according to the two animal skins for a while.

Sword Ling also recorded in the past, and her heart was so happy that she was even more admired by Qin Yun.

The old man of the singular hall has a heart that wants to die. He also steals chicken and does not erode the rice!

Qin Yun also recorded the traces in the past, but also grateful: "Isn't it already a long time? We will not waste our tongue!"

"Little bastard, you give me a wait!" The old man was so angry that his eyes were full of murder.

Qin Yun was not afraid at all. He smiled and stood beside Jianling, and grasped the hand of the soft and jade.

The incident finally subsided, and the odd-grained divisions were very happy.

You know, many odd-grain strategists have been eliminated, but now they are gaining so much and gaining two lines.

The two lines are mastered by so many singular singers, and will soon ruin the street.

However, you are also a good quality, or more precious.

Jian Yantian saw that things had subsided and he was relieved.

"Now start the fourth round!" Swordsman shouted: "The fourth round will be decided!"

"Get the first singularist, you can get the Yang pattern reward, the second place can get the lines and the moon pattern, the third place can get the star pattern and the moon pattern!"

So soon, we will decide the rankings, and in the final round, there are only ten groups!

The singularist is listening quietly.

Jian Yantian said: "The final round of competition will be the team's cooperation, but when the results are decided, it is separate!"

"That is, it is possible that two singular divisions in a group can get a ranking!"

This also surprised many people!

Originally thought that a group can only get one award!

And this last round of the game is definitely not simple.

Jian Yantian said: "The last game is to refine the beads!"

He took out a half-human-high crystal bead and continued: "We will provide you with Wang Pin Xuan! You have to engrave the Wang Pin Xuan we offer in the beads. Only qualified can be regarded as a result!"

"According to the number of beads carved out to rank! If the same amount, then according to the fineness to assess! Time is three hours!"

This kind of beads is mainly used for arrays, and the effect is very good.

The Jianxian Pavilion is now also asking these geeks to do something.

"Ling Xiaojie, if you are, how many can you engrave?" Qin Yun asked.

"One hour, one hour, three hours, I can only carve three. If it is a fight, maybe you can carve four!" said Jian Ling.

Jian Yantian let people distribute Wang Pin Xuan.

Qin Yun looked at it and felt that it was not too difficult.

After seeing half an hour, the swordsman began to announce.

Qin Yun uses the rhinoceros pen to engrave, which can ensure a higher level of fineness.

He didn't know what it was, but he only knew it was strange.

Like other singularity masters, Qin Yun releases the power of the bleeding soul and carefully engraves the Wang Pin Xuan.

"I should be able to carve one in one hour too!"

Qin Yun also feels a lot of pressure at this time, because those who are very high-level, will definitely have more advantages than him.

"This will not work, I will definitely lose!" Qin Yun found that there are many geeks who are faster than him.

Because this is the game, Jian Ling is also super level!

More than half an hour passed, except for Qin Yun, those singular Taoist divisions have completed one!

Qin Yun used a full time to complete one!

"This is not the case, I am sure that I can't get a place!" Qin Yun looked at Jian Ling, and found that Jian Ling's speed is also the fastest, and it is very likely to enter the top three.

"Xiaoyun, you have to lose this way!" Lingyun suddenly said.

"I know!" Qin Yun sighed: "I don't have a Xuanwu situation, and it is too hard to compare with a group of Wuwang Wudi!"

Ling Yun said: "I have a way! You are to stack a few pieces of animal skin, and then wear the mysterious magic, one-time painting a few sets of the same Wang Pinxuan on a few skins, and finally through the refining soul Surgery, move the black stripes of the hide to the beads!"

"The mysterious lines are all using the power of the soul of the blood, so using the technique of refining the soul, it should work!"

"This is just my idea. I can't succeed, I don't know, and you only have two hours now!"

"Whether you can try it, this is the only way!" Qin Yun thought about it, and he was so excited that he felt that it was possible to succeed.