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Fifty meters.

Even after 50 meters, everyone's speed has not slowed down too much, and it is still steadily moving forward.

Sixty meters.

Eighty meters.

One hundred meters.

As everyone moved further and further away, everyone’s heart was lifted.

From the shore, the lake center pavilion is only a distance of two hundred meters, and now it has been half successful, and everyone is still moving forward.

If it really succeeds, it is really too much to expect.

"Less master, come on!"

"Less master, come on!"

For a time, the practitioners of the Emperor and the Jun family could not help but cheer for their own owners.

This is not only to capture the baby of the lake, but also the contest between the two families.

Who wins, and the other party will be short in the future.

However, more practitioners can't help but feel the difference.

"I really don't want to admit it. The most powerful practitioners in the past are just 80 meters ahead. They are all over 100 meters."

"That is naturally that people are more popular than people. Most of the practitioners who went in before are mercenary unions. Their cultivation resources can be compared with the family."

Their strength is not something that ordinary people can match. ”

"What you said is also true, which family's young master is not a enchanting?"

One hundred and ten meters.

One hundred and twenty meters.

At this time, everyone's body has overflowed with blood.

The blood of the silk is floating in the lake, even on the shore, everyone can feel the pain and suffering of the people under the lake.

The speed of everyone has slowed down. At this time, almost all of them have been the limit of everyone's efforts.

Numerous metallic forces are like a sharp blade that is constantly scraped from them, leaving a scar on it.

Even if they have tried their best to protect themselves, under such a dense edge, the armor is fragile.

This feeling is like rushing into a place full of swords, all the power is going to squeeze yourself out from here.

Among the crowds, the speed of Jun Lingqi and Xiaosha dance slowed down first, and the red makeup, the emperor, the Baili and the Linger gradually slowed down.

From the perspective of everyone on the shore, we can see that the four people in the north of the emperor are slightly forwarder than the bleak dancers, but they are only one meter away.

Everyone seems to be struggling, however, to everyone's surprise, Wen Ziran and Shangguan Yingying are the fastest.

Even if the speed has been slower than before, they still have the strength to move forward, clearly able to feel that they are much easier than the emperor and others.

“Ziran and Yingying are both metallic, maybe they can succeed!”

Lin Tingxing’s eyes sparkled with anticipation. He knows the strength of Wen Ziran and Shangguan Yingying. Both of them are first-class geniuses, but they are too bright in the week because of the emperor’s and the red makeup. Covering their limelight, but he knows that this is also two excellent people.

The hundred-mile red makeup is extremely resistant, and Rao is in such a situation that she can not help but create an unsustainable feeling.

However, when she noticed that Wen Ziran and Shangguan Yingying were in front of them, they were very happy.

She always felt that the things in the Lake Pavilion were prepared for Ziran and Yingying. Now it seems that everything may be true.