The little treasure hunt moves quickly.

There were several poisonous stings that couldn't be avoided, so it shook the darkness to block them.

The little treasure hunt maintains the three-dimensional mode of dark shadow control passing through the poisonous needle and constantly circling around the ink-thorn beast.

When it moved to a position about thirty meters in front of the Black Thorn Beast, the Black Thorn Beast blew its mouth, and an undetectable venomous stinger spurted out in an instant, directly towards the little treasure hunter.

The speed was so fast that he reached a position about one centimeter away from the little treasure hunt almost instantly.

Suddenly, the poisonous needle stopped.

The ink-thorn beast was stunned for a moment, and then looked down as if it sensed something.

I saw an identical opponent appearing below me at some point.

The only difference is that its eyes glow with blue light.

Seeing an identical Ghost Ring King suddenly appear on the field, the audience was silent for a moment, and then the noise broke out:

"What the hell? Why is there another Ghost Ring King?"

"Substitute? I remember that Qiao Sang's Ghost Ring King seems to be able to stand in, and his proficiency is quite high."

"The question is when did this substitute appear? Seeing that it controlled the poisonous needle with telekinesis, it obviously didn't appear just now!"

"No, both ghost ring kings have used their skills. How can you be so sure that the one who uses telekinesis is the substitute?"

On the field.

Substitute? Qi Fuqing was confused.

When on earth did the substitute appear?!

"Xunxun~"

The little treasure hunter grinned, bypassed the stagnant poisonous needle, bent a spiritual arc, and continued to circle quickly around the ink-thorn beast, entangling it.

Finally, he stopped about 20 meters in front of the ink-thorn beast at a place that was not affected by the ink. He grabbed the black shadow and pulled it hard with an over-the-shoulder posture.

A pet beast that was dozens of centimeters long was tying up a pet beast that was more than six meters tall, trying to throw it over the shoulders. Everyone watching this scene on the field couldn't help but laugh.

Qi Fuqing's eyes lit up and she shouted:

"wave!"

The eyes of the ink-thorn beast glowed blue.

But before its surf could spurt out, ahead, while Little Xunbao was pulling the black shadow in an over-the-shoulder throwing posture, the black shadow part about twenty meters away from the Ink Thorn suddenly appeared, maintaining the same posture as Little Xunbao.

In an over-the-shoulder throwing position, he pulled the black shadow and pulled hard.

"Momo!"

The ink-thorn beast instantly jumped into the air, drew a delicate arc in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

Qi Fuqing was stunned for a moment, then thought of something and turned to look at the location of the other Ghost Ring King.

"Xunxun~"

The Ghost Ring King, with his hands clasped together, seemed to sense the sight and turned to face her with a grin.

Qi Fuqing: "!!!"

The whole audience exclaimed.

The ink-spiked beast fell to the ground. Little Xunbao turned around and turned its short toes. The black shadow spread crazily and quickly wrapped around its whole body like a cicada chrysalis.

Including the brain.

Immediately afterwards, the giant Ghost Ring King came in front of the Black Thorn Beast, its head condensed with thick white light, and it was about to hit the Black Thorn Beast's head hard.

The head of the pet beast, which is about thirty meters in size, is really terrifying, almost N times the size of the ink-thorn beast.

Qi Fuqing's pupils narrowed and she shouted:

"prick!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless thorns suddenly protruded from the black shadow surrounding the Black Thorn Beast, as if sharp thorns were about to emerge from it.

However, the black shadow was strong and did not allow the stinger to break through immediately.

"Bang!!!"

There was a loud noise, and the head of the giant ghost ring king, glowing with thick white light, hit the head where the ink-thorn beast was entangled.

After the impact, the countless spikes underneath the black shadow disappeared instantly.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

The head of the giant ghost ring king condensed thick white light, and hit the head of the ink-thorn beast again and again.

The spikes that protruded from time to time under the black shadow disappeared under the impact of the giant ghost ring king.

Qi Fuqing finally changed the order: "Destroy the death light!"

After hearing the instruction, Little Xunbao quickly cast his shadow and wrapped the ink-thorned beast's mouth a few more times.

The powerful attack he imagined did not happen, and there was no movement under the black shadow.

"Xunxun..."

Little Xunbao breathed a sigh of relief, then thought of something and removed the shadow.

"Mo Mo..."

Under the dark shadow, the ink-thorn beast closed its eyes, but then its facial expression struggled for a moment, as if it was trying to open it.

Just when the eyelids of the ink-thorn beast were slightly raised, Qiao Sang spoke:

"hack!"

Little Xunbao and his substitute raised their knives at the same time, their claws condensed with thick white light, and they struck hard at the head of the Black Thorn Beast.

The ink-thorned beast finally stopped moving completely.

Xiao Xunbao and his substitute wiped the non-existent sweat from their foreheads at the same time.

Then, the substitute grinned at Little Xunbao and disappeared.

The pet referee from the mechanical department appeared next to the ink-thorn beast, observed it, and waved a green flag towards where Xiao Xunbao and Qiao Sang were.

In the center of the venue, a giant virtual screen appeared, and the photo of Qi Fuqing disappeared, leaving only the photo of Qiao Sang enlarged to the center.

Light and shadow fireworks bloom in a small area above the photo.

Tian Yiwan’s voice sounded on the field:
Chapter completed!