Chapter 3035 War Begins

Quesidler and Osha both stopped at the same time.

In front of them appeared a leopard-shaped monster with spines on its back.

This magical beast is several times larger than an ordinary leopard, and even larger than a Siberian tiger.

Blue arcs of electricity flashed across his body.

"Oh, it's the Arc Thunder Leopard."

Osha took a step forward, but still didn't put down the snack in his hand.

The arc-shaped thunder leopard flashed with lightning and shot directly towards Osha.

Osha is still there eating snacks.

There is no intention to avoid or resist.

boom--

The lightning struck Osha's body, but Osha was still eating.

As if no harm had been done.

It's just that Osha's mouth moved faster, and a lot of snacks were stuffed into his mouth and chewed.

"How does it taste?"

"It's pretty okay," Osha said.

"Then it's yours."

Osha took out bags of snacks from his trouser pocket. He really took them out of his trouser pocket.

Then he turned around and handed it to Queshidele: "Hold it for me."

Osha patted the stain on his hand, and the muscles on his body began to change.

Soon, Osha also turned into a curved thunder leopard, which was larger than the real curved thunder leopard opposite.

Quesidler is a special kind of druid.

Osha is also a special druid.

To them, this forest is equivalent to their home field.

Osha looked honest and honest, and said that Quesidel is the strongest.

In fact, Quesidler and Osha fought against each other more than a hundred times.

But I didn't win every time, not even once.

It's not like there's no win or lose.

I lose every time!

Osha is more like a big boss.

There was no communication, it was just a meal.

The arc-shaped thunder leopard transformed by Osha is much stronger than the opposite arc-shaped thunder leopard.

The results are self-evident.

Within three or four minutes, the Arc Thunder Leopard was disemboweled by Osha.

Osha found a bloody number plate from the body of the Arc Thunder Leopard.

"What a bad taste." Osha regained his body and said while holding the bloody number plate.

At this moment, four people appeared around.

"Sorry, can you give us your number plate?" The person who spoke was a black woman.

This black woman hid her hands behind her back, with a bright smile on her face, showing her big white teeth.

Osha wiped his face, the blood from the previous battle smeared on his face.

"Did you start attacking your companions so soon?"

"We are not your companions," the black woman said.

"Okay, I'm just being sentimental." Osha shrugged, although the difference between his shoulders and neck was not obvious.

Quesidel walked in front of Osha: "The prey just now was yours, these belong to me."

"Be careful, that African woman is the Aguda Curse Witch."

"What's the difference from a normal curse?"

"No matter how high your magic resistance is, as long as you are touched by her palm, you will definitely be cursed." Osha said.

"Okay, I understand." As he said that, Quesidel began to change and grow, transforming into a red-skinned dragon.

Seeing Queshidele transform into a dragon, the expressions of the four uninvited guests changed, and they all regretted that they had chosen the wrong opponent rashly.

Kuishidler chose the dragon form because the dragon form is the strongest long-range output form.

Queshidele opened his mouth wide, and a ball of dark red saliva shot towards the black woman.

The black woman immediately flew away to avoid it.

Even when she was moving, her hands were still hidden behind her back and her eyebrows were raised.

Queshidele lowered his upper body, inserted the dragon's claws into the ground, and then lifted it hard.

A rock was thrown away and moved toward the black woman.

Finally, the black woman could no longer hide her hands, and slapped her palms towards the flying rocks.

The moment her palms touched the rock, it dissolved.

But when she was dissolving the rock, a huge ball of magma came towards her facade.

The black woman's expression changed with shock.

"Help me!" The black woman finally couldn't help but beg for help from her companions.

No, I should say allies.

But the next moment, she discovered that these three allies were actually running away.

Leave her behind, turn around and run away.

The black woman's face contorted with anger.

"Don't think I'm easy to bully!" The black woman waved her arm, and the magma in front of her solidified immediately. It lost its temperature and fell to the ground, falling into pieces.

The black woman placed her palms on the ground: "Since I can't reach you, just curse this land!"

In an instant, streams of purple-black miasma began to rise from the surrounding ground.

Osha had long since escaped from the area.

Quesidel flew into the sky with his wings fluttering.

"Go to...die!" Red magic circles suddenly appeared in front of Quesidel.

Black women are pale and screwed…

But at this moment, Kuishidler paused in the sky.

The magic no longer activated, as if it was frozen by something.

The black woman didn’t know what was happening and was immediately overjoyed.

He immediately controlled the surrounding miasma and wanted to take the opportunity to attack Queshidele in the sky.

But as soon as she started to move, her body was frozen.

"What? What's going on?" The black woman tried several times and found that she couldn't move at all.

However, Quesidel in the sky was very unwilling and directly transformed into a dragon beast.

He wanted to use the power of the dragon beast to break free from control.

However, even if he transforms into a dragon beast.

Still can't shake this power.

"This is the first warning. You can use weaker magic to defeat her, but the magic you just used was clearly meant to kill her. If it happens again, I will kill you."

A strange voice came to Quaidler's ears.

The next moment, Queshidele's dragon claw felt pain, and his left forelimb was dislocated.

The force directly broke his arm bone.

Quesidel roared in pain.

At this time, the black woman's hands were also torn off, and then she left in the air.

"Cult Cult, Daipuo, eliminated!"

Quesidler fell to the ground and reattached his dislocated arm.

The injury was very minor and he recovered within a few strokes.

But this is a warning.

If the opponent can dislocate his arm, he can dislocate his neck bone.

At this time, he was no longer as high-spirited as when he just started.

He didn't even know where the other person was before he was controlled.

And it is the kind of absolute control, life and death are all in a single thought.

This kind of power has given him no hope.

If you don't abide by the rules of the trial, you may not only lose the qualification to advance.

It is very likely that he will really be killed by the other party.

As for the black woman named Daipuo, she has been thrown out of the trial site at this moment.

"Damn it, what kind of magic is it that has such powerful power?" Quasidler muttered.