"I'm just an ordinary Summoner... I've practiced basic combat skills at home."

Qin Shuai nodded and said.

"Look at your skill, your fighting skill... Is it gun fighting?"

Canyan took back his sword and said curiously, "it's said that this is a combat skill integrating fencing, marksmanship and body art. A friend of mine has taken this course. It's too difficult. He'll get away with 20 points."

Qin Shuai: "... 6"

Are you talking about this friend yourself?

They talked to each other. Qin Shuai wanted to stay away from him. He even hid a gun in his sleeve and attacked and killed canyan at any time.

We are all candidates. We are competitors to each other. You, a stranger, come up to brush my favor. Let's remember the back stab and inherit my heritage, right.

Qin Shuai saw a lot of such things along the way and had some experience.

However, fearing that the other party's sword skills were violent, Qin Shuai ate a small cage bag to restore his physical strength, ran away and opened a distance where he could shoot at any time.

"Roar!"

In the sky, the Dragon sings and vibrates.

Seeing this, I don't know which batch of reptiles, Feilong smiled grimly, opened his wings and dived down!

A big mouth, a bunch of flames, turned into a raging flame, and roared past the fleeing candidates!

"Wheezing..."

The fire is fierce, splashing dust and sand, causing greater damage in the wide desert.

Suddenly, in the flames, there was constant wailing, and the ordinary examinees were turned into white light and left the stage miserably.

As for the big forest that is easy to hide, it has long been destroyed by the three armies of wolves, cattle and sheep. These animals have a very sensitive sense of smell, and the forest has become their hunting ground.

"Run!"

The candidates who escaped by chance, biting their teeth and using various means, ran frantically.

The first level of the examination room is to break through the twelve golden palaces in a row. At present, five golden palaces have lifted their battlefield authority and rushed out in a swarm, causing new blood abuse.

Flying dragon, Sirius king, crazy axe tauren, half sheep man, red sand Scorpion King, five bosses with golden potential came on the stage and beat a group of people called Dad.

As for the candidates who came in behind, they were even more miserable. They were destroyed by the group at the beginning before they knew the situation.

"Whew!"

The sea of fire tore, the flying dragon swooped down, bit and burst a person, a dragon claw pulled out, tore the three people's bodies, turned into white light, and left the field miserably.

Four people, all elite candidates, were selected as the target by Feilong.

Invulnerable, amazing defense, long-range fire breathing, invincible in close combat, you ask me how to lose when flying dragon riding face!?

When the flying dragon flashed by, he killed dozens of people to satisfy his appetite. The shadow full of oppression almost made people lose their desire to fight, and finally killed them in the other direction.

In the sand dunes that have been blasted out of several pits, the burning smell is diffuse, and below is the crystalline material burned like glass.

The Dragon flame is a terrible destructive force. No matter how hard the metal is, it can only be turned into a pool of molten water under the high temperature of the Dragon flame.

"Cough..."

After a period of time, the sand broke open. After confirming that the danger was relieved, a burly candidate climbed out, his chest fluctuated constantly, and took a big breath of hot air.

Hiding in the sand, the suffocation is too painful.

It seems to cause a chain reaction. In the sand, people sprang out, lying on it, sticking out their tongue like a dog and shorting of breath.

It's too TM exciting to survive the fire of a flying dragon. My heart can't stand it.

"That flying dragon is also a golden potential. At least there must be an elite group of 100... 1000 people to deal with it."

"Ah, damn, how did my teammates die... Eh, a lot of rewards? Is this a blessing in disguise?"

"Well, brother, form a team without flying!"

On the desert, those who survived by chance began to form a team.

On the way to escape, they found a way to earn big points.

When teammates die, they can inherit their heritage and form a team again. The points roll like a snowball.

The premise is that you can survive.

"Rustle..."

Qin Shuai carefully climbed out of the sand.

The hot and rough sand brings a strong sense of discomfort.

He adjusted himself and meditated on his next action.

As a part of ontology, the first goal is to serve ontology.

Northern Europe can't go back in a short time, but it's an opportunity to come to deslanca.

Become brave, learn more knowledge, sneak into the high-level forces in the Yingling hall, and transfer all the information to the noumenon on the day of reunion.

"Bang!"

On one side, the sand cracked and a thin figure came out.

He knelt on his knees, beat his chest, and finally spit out the sand he had eaten into his mouth. His face was a little ugly.

"The sand... Is salty pig meat."

For a long time, he licked his lips, looked serious and judged.

Qin Shuai: "

Are you sure it's not insects?

"Hey, Bai Qi, I didn't expect you to survive from that strange dragon."

Can Yan waved to Qin Shuai, with clean green hair and sand: "form a team? According to the current situation, only a team can deal with these monsters."

"OK."

Qin Shuai glanced at the crystal roasted by dragon flame and nodded.

An idea unfolds, the team plays strange = earn points = be selected into the college = promote the brave = enter the top = help the body ✔

At present, the situation is dangerous, and organizing a group is in the interests of all candidates.

There is mutual induction between teammates, and the name can also take a code to hide personal information.

Just then, a group of people came over.

"Hey, friend, didn't you form a group?"

The tall Knight headed by Qin Shuai and disabled Yan asked, "why don't you join us and form a group of 100 people to attack the golden palace?"

He wore armor and a big sword on his back. His brown hair was scorched, and the big sword also had traces of scorching against the fire.

Obviously, it's an expert who escaped from the Dragon flame

"Bang!"

Just when the two sides wanted to communicate, the desert battlefield suddenly trembled.

In the consternation of the crowd, a tall scorpion sprang out of the sand, covered with black armor, and the barb at the end of the tail was like a red iron block, which was extremely toxic.

After the flying dragon left, the sense of oppression disappeared, and the aborigines in the desert smelled the smell of food and burst out one after another.

"Damn it!"

"The battlefield here has also been lifted!"

"Hurry to the other golden palaces!"

"Open the regiment and prepare for battle!"

The former brown haired knight, with a sharp drink, followed his members and rushed up with a roar.

To make matters worse, scorpions surrounded them and blocked their retreat, which could not avoid fighting.

"Charge with me in melee!"

The brown haired Knight drank and waved his sword. The sword Qi lifted up the crazy sand and spread out in a fan with the power to tear everything!

Where they passed, countless scorpions were lifted out, cracks were all over their shells, and the weak organs in their bodies had long been penetrated by a force and strangled to pieces.

Suddenly, within 15 meters, a blank area appeared.

According to the level, the brown haired Knight belongs to the elite level.