Tuxian Road

Everyone from the Feitian faction was waiting, and six monks walked in from the outside.The one at the front is a leading disciple of the Feitian Sect, and the five people behind have unicorn marks embroidered on their sleeves, so they are all members of the Lei Sha Sect.

Walking in the first place was a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression.He didn't deliberately hide his cultivation, he knew at a glance that he was at the peak level in the late stage of alchemy, and he was the leader of Lei Sha Sect, Lianchen Zhenjun.He was followed by four young monks, most of them had arrogant expressions on their faces, as if they didn't care about the Feitian sect at all.

"Fellow Daoist Lianchen, please come inside." Daoist Huanyue nodded slightly and said loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Huanyue's cultivation has improved again. I remember that several decades ago, Fellow Daoist was in the mid-stage of alchemy, and now he is at the peak level of late-stage alchemy." Zhenjun Lianchen said calmly, he didn't seem to care about these years. The conflict between the Leisha Sect and the Feitian Sect did not mention the killing of two Foundation Establishment cultivators a few years ago.

"Fellow Daoist has won the prize. Didn't fellow Daoist break through from the mid-stage of alchemy to the peak level of late-stage alchemy?" Daoist Huanyue greeted.

"Hehe." Zhenjun Lianchen smiled cunningly.Afterwards, the two chatted casually for a few words, and then introduced the disciples participating in the competition to each other. In the end, Lei Shajiao and his party were taken by a disciple of the Feitian Sect to arrange accommodation.

There were only members of the Feitian Sect left in the hall, and everyone was silent, and the atmosphere became a little strange.Immortal Huanyue broke the silence, and said loudly: "Everyone, this competition is very important to Feitian faction and you personally. This competition is also an opportunity to practice and become famous. The competition will start the day after tomorrow. I hope everyone can do their best. Use all your strengths."

"The disciple should do his best!" Feng Fan and others said loudly.

"You can go back and prepare." Master Huanyue nodded, with a very satisfied expression on his face.

The top of Feitian Mountain was crowded with people, and everyone gathered around the four huge stone platforms.The first round of competitions began. Since there were only four stone platforms, the sixteen competitions were divided into four groups.

Around each stone platform, monks of the alchemy stage set up extremely special restrictions to prevent the spiritual power fluctuations formed by the true essence from hurting the onlookers during the competition.But this kind of restriction has no effect on the monk's movement, that is to say, the monk can leave the stone platform at any time.

Many stools were prepared around the stone platform, and members of various sects and families sat around different stone platforms.Of course, what sect or family members are competing on the stone platform, and most of the onlookers around the stone platform are members of the corresponding sect and family.

According to the regulations of the competition, if the body falls under the stone platform, is injured and cannot continue to participate in the competition, one of the elders or the contestant admits defeat, or dies, the cultivator will be considered defeated.However, all factions and families have negotiated before the competition, and try not to hurt the opponent's life during the competition.The opponent of each round of competition is determined by drawing lots, no matter who the opponent is, each has his own destiny.

Feng Fan was drawn into the first group of competitions, and the stone platform where he sat was surrounded by members of the Feitian faction and the Ling family.Opposite Feng Fan stood a young man, this young man was tall and thin, with a yellowish complexion, and was wearing Tsing Yi.This person's eyes were a little erratic, occasionally showing a murderous intent.

"Fei Tian Pai Feng Fan." Feng Fan broke the silence and reported his name first.

"Ling Qiancao from the Ling family." The tall and thin young man had a proud look on his face, revealing his identity.

Feng Fan's mind moved, and a spear suddenly appeared in front of him.The body of the spear is black, it seems to be made of black iron, it is the top-grade magic weapon that Feng Fan got from Feitian School's arsenal some time ago.

Feng Fan pointed at the spear, and with the rapid influx of true essence, the spear exuded a powerful aura.With a wave of Feng Fan's right hand, the spear flew towards Ling Qiancao with a screaming scream.

Ling Qiancao's expression changed slightly, and she shouted: "Get out." Several huge ice walls suddenly appeared in front of her, completely isolating him from Feng Fan.Ling Qiancao has a water attribute spiritual root, so she is practicing water spells. Seeing that the opponent uses a top-quality magic weapon, she immediately blocks it with an ice wall spell.

The spear hit the ice wall, making a crackling sound.As layer after layer of ice was crushed, the spear slowly penetrated all the ice walls and continued on its way.Ling Qiancao didn't respond, her body froze.

The spear was already in front of Ling Qiancao, but Ling Qiancao remained motionless. With a sound of "Bo", Ling Qiancao was hit by the spear and was shattered into countless white ice crystals, which shot out in all directions.

Feng Fan suddenly felt a slight fluctuation of his true energy behind his body, and secretly called out: "Not good!" Then he felt a wave of Yin Qi coming from behind him.

With a wave of Feng Fan's right hand behind him, the Tiangang Cauldron suddenly appeared, and at the same time Feng Fan instantly opened the Zhenyuan Shield.A muffled sound came from Feng Fan's ear just after finishing all this, the Tiangang Cauldron seemed to have been hit hard, and it quickly moved towards Feng Fan, hitting his true essence shield.Feng Fan's body moved forward a few steps, and just now he stood firm, he felt some blood churning in his chest.

Feng Fan turned around and saw Ling Qiancao standing behind him, holding a short knife in his right hand.It can be seen from the fluctuation of spiritual power that it is a top-grade magic weapon. It seems that the one who attacked him just now should be this short knife that was shining with cold light.

"The opponent can actually display the strength equivalent to that of a monk in the foundation building period!" Ling Qiancao was extremely shocked. Even a monk in the energy gathering period of the same level as her was hard to resist the blow just now, but it was easily dispelled by the opponent at this time. Shocked the proud son of the Ling family.

It turned out that Ling Qiancao had cast an illusion just now, turning into a false body with ice, but her real body came behind Feng Fan with a special movement technique, and launched a surprise attack on Feng Fan.He thought he would win with one blow, but he didn't expect Fengfan's spiritual sense and strength to be so powerful, and he reacted so quickly, he escaped the catastrophe with the top-grade magic weapon and the true essence shield.

Sitting under the stone platform, Master Huanyue's expression changed slightly. After all, it was the first time he saw such a strange movement technique of a Qi-gathering monk, which shocked the master.The Feitian sect disciples around were shocked when they saw Ling Qiancao's strange movements.Everyone is secretly guessing, if they are on the stage, can they avoid such a strange and fast attack.

Sitting not far from Immortal Huanyue was a middle-aged man with a flushed face, bearded face, and lightning-like eyes.This person is Ling Wanhai, the patriarch of the Ling family, and his cultivation has reached the peak level in the late stage of alchemy.