Tuxian Road

Feng Fan and Gu Shengfeng calmly left the stone platform and returned to their seats. "Brother Feng, how was it just now?" Duan Yunshang's soft laughter rang in Feng Fan's ears.

"The consumption of consciousness just now is almost negligible. After all, he controlled a top-grade magic weapon to launch a slow attack, and it only lasted for a cup of tea, so it was extremely easy to win this competition." Feng Fan said with a smile.

"From now on, you just need to recharge your batteries." Duan Yunshang nodded happily.

When the first round of competition was over, several hours had passed.Because it was getting late, Lin Jingnan announced that the second round of competition would start tomorrow after the next round of competition was drawn out.

The next day, the competition continued as usual.There were more than 200 out of 100 people in the first round of the competition, so after being eliminated, the disciples who entered the second round all had certain strengths, unlike the monks who had uneven strength in the entire first round of the competition.

Although this round of competition was longer than the first round of competition, because the number of people in the competition was reduced by half, it ended in one day.

Feng Fan's opponent is a monk at the initial level of the late Nascent Soul. With the teleportation of the teleportation pearl and his own tyrannical strength, Feng Fan beat his opponent within a stick of incense time.

Feng Fan's opponent was extremely depressed from the beginning to the end. Originally, the strength that Feng Fan could display was stronger than this person. In addition, with the help of the teleportation beads, Feng Fan only needed to consume a small amount of real energy and consciousness Can keep teleporting.This cultivator couldn't catch any trace of Feng Fan at all, only got beaten, but no target to attack.Of course, this monk also used some talismans to make the competition last for a while, otherwise it would have ended long ago.

After the second round of the competition, there were still 60 people left. In order to make up the number of people and let the competition go on better, the Feitian faction selected four monks from the [-] monks who were defeated in the second round of the competition, and let these people have Qualified to participate in the next round of competition.

That is to say, in the third round of competition, 64 people participated, until 32 people, 16 people, eight people, four people, and two people won, and finally competed for the head. After the second round of competition, under the auspices of Taiqing Zhenren The lottery was drawn, and then Lin Jingnan announced that the third round of competition will be held tomorrow.On the second day, Feng Fan easily won the third round of the competition by relying on the continuous teleportation of the teleportation beads and tyrannical strength.It's just that this time, after Feng Fan teleported to escape the opponent's attack, he first broke the opponent's defensive shield with the Black Magic Orb and the Purple Jade God Orb, and then used the ancient treasure to send out a shocking blow, quickly defeating the opponent.This victory was even shorter than the last one, after all Fengfan used many purple jade beads and black magic beads.

The fourth round of the competition also ended within a day. Feng Fan still easily won by relying on teleportation, tyrannical strength, and some talismans. For Feng Fan, a monk who possessed such a strange ancient treasure teleportation bead, many onlookers felt Extremely speechless.

After the fourth round of competition, there was still a lottery, and Feng Fan was actually selected to face Gong Changfeng in the fifth round of competition.

"Gong Changfeng!" Feng Fan immediately recalled all kinds of past events in Feng Fan's mind. This person had confronted him twice in the past, but he was defeated in the end. It seems that this is the third duel. Changfeng is also quite predestined.

As night fell, the monks of the Feitian Sect had dispersed and returned to their residences one after another.The competition went on for four rounds, and the remaining sixteen contestants were getting more and more exciting. The next day's competition was to have four groups of opponents, that is, eight people on four stone platforms at the same time. Although there were only two competitions, the It will also last for one day, that is, after the competition is over, the next round of competition will be held on the next day.

In a spacious cave, three monks gathered together.The four walls of the cave are inlaid with pigeon egg-sized luminous beads, there are hundreds of them, making the cave look extraordinarily bright.Two of the monks are Mo Jinyang and Lei Wanxi, and the other is a young monk in yellow clothes. This man is a man of outstanding talent, and he is Gong Changfeng who will fight against Fengfan tomorrow.

"Chang Feng, tomorrow will fight against Feng Fan. It is said that in the past hundreds of years, you have fought against this person twice, but ended in failure. I wonder if you are sure about tomorrow's fight?" Mo Jinyang asked with a frown.

"Although the chances of winning are not great, I will try my best." Gong Changfeng shook his head dully and said weakly.

"Although Feng Fan is powerful, if you have a considerable number and types of talismans, you may not have no chance." Lei Wanxi said with a dark smile.

"Amulets? Alas! It seems that the earth-level talismans are not very effective in this level of competition. Only the sky-level talismans can play a huge role. It's just that the sky-level talismans are extremely precious, and I don't have many left now." Gong Changfeng sighed lightly, and said with a sad face.

"It's okay, these are ten heaven-level talismans, which should be enough for you to deal with Fengfan. You should remember the shame that Fengfan brought to you back then, so I hope that tomorrow's competition with Fengfan will be fierce enough, even if you If you can't beat this person, you have to consume his spiritual consciousness as much as possible." Lei Wanxi flicked the storage ring on his finger, and ten talismans flew out one after another, floating in front of Gong Changfeng.

"This... so many... talismans?!" Seeing the powerful aura emanating from the ten heaven-level talismans, Gong Changfeng was at a loss at first, and then became salivating , and finally stammered.

"As long as you cause enough trouble for Fengfan and satisfy me in the end, that is, if you can hurt him, then these few elixir will be yours." Lei Wanxi waved one hand, and the three elixir Dan appeared in front of him one after another.

"Training Pill, Fungus Leaf Spirit Pill, Xiao Nitian Pill!" Seeing the three spirit pills suspended in front of Lei Wanxi, Gong Changfeng swept away with his consciousness, his heart jumped suddenly, his eyes widened, cried out aloud.After all, the fifth-rank elixir is a huge temptation for ordinary Nascent Soul stage monks, and there are three fifth-rank elixir, so how can this prevent Gong Changfeng from losing his composure!

"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely fight Fengfan to the death tomorrow!" Gong Changfeng shouted energetically.

"In that case, we won't bother you." Lei Wanxi nodded, exchanged glances with Mo Jinyang, and then slowly left Gong Changfeng's cave.

The next day, almost all the monks of the Feitian Sect gathered around the four stone platforms on the top of Feitian Mountain.The competition for the headship has entered the fifth round, and the sixteen monks are almost all the best monks in the middle of the Nascent Soul Stage except for the peak-level monks in the later stage.The competition has reached this level, and it has already begun to reach its climax.

After Taiqing real person announced the list of eight contestants, the eight contestants in the first round entered the four stone platforms one after another.Feng Fan is in the second round of today's competition, so he is still watching around the stone platform.

The eight monks reported their names to each other, and the fifth round of competition began.After more than an hour, the eight monks finally competed for four winners.Among them, Lei Wanxi and Mo Jinyang were among the four winners.

After Huanyue Zhenren announced the list of four winners, he announced the list of today's second round of competition.Feng Fan came to the third stone platform, looked at Gong Changfeng a few feet away in front of him, his face still had an expression of no waves in the ancient well.

"Feitian faction Gong Changfeng.", "Feitian faction Fengfan." Gong Changfeng and Fengfan exchanged their names, and the two of them opened the true essence shield almost at the same time.Gong Changfeng waved one hand, and a short knife appeared in front of him.Judging from the aura it exudes, this is an ancient treasure.The blade of the blade shone with dazzling brilliance, exuding a cold killing intent, and locked Feng Fan firmly.

Feng Fan flipped his right hand, and the Purple Lightning Sword suddenly appeared in his hand. With the infusion of true energy, the Purple Lightning Sword exploded, emitting countless streaks of purple light.

Gong Changfeng waved his right hand, and the dagger flew out, carrying a gust of wind and shooting towards Feng Fan.With a wave of Feng Fan's right hand, the Zidian Sword shot out.The two collided, and there was a piercing sound.Gong Changfeng's face was serious when he found that Feng Fan had displayed the strength equivalent to that of a monk at the initial stage of Nascent Soul.

Seeing that the dagger could not repel the Zidian sword at all, but also seemed to be retreating steadily, Gong Changfeng's heart sank, and he quickly shot a spell at the dagger. The dagger suddenly shot out countless cold lights, and then rose wildly.

A breathtaking aura swarmed out from the dagger, and the dagger twisted in an instant, turning into a huge dragon in a very short time.The whole body of this flood dragon was covered with purple scales. Its body was as thick as a waist and several feet long.

"The purple dragon monster soul of the fourth intermediate initial level." The moment the dragon appeared in the sky, the name and level of the dragon in the sky flashed in Feng Fan's mind.The soul of this purple flood dragon was sealed in the ancient treasure, which increased the power of this ancient treasure.Although the power of the monster souls sealed in various weapons is much weaker than the actual power of the monster, but with the power of the user, it will also exert great power.

Because Gong Changfeng can only exert the strength equivalent to the cultivation level of the main body, it is still inferior to Feng Fan who can exert the strength equivalent to the peak level of the late Nascent Soul, so he did not hesitate to drive out the beast soul sealed in the ancient treasure, in an attempt to pass The beast soul delays the time of the competition with Feng Fan.

Seeing that countless attacks had been firmly blocked by the Zidian sword, the purple dragon couldn't help becoming mad, bursts of ear-piercing roars came from the mouth of the monster, the purple dragon opened its mouth wide, and a burst of purple flames sprayed out. The sword retreated a few points immediately under the scorching flames.

The true energy in Feng Fan's body surged out wildly, and the Zidian sword that was retreating suddenly recovered its previous strength, rushed to the opposite monster and beast soul, and fought fiercely with it again.As the two people swarmed out their true energy, the competition set off a small climax.