Qingyuan Immortal Palace

This time Fang Yang drew the number "88", and his opponent was Li Jianfeng, who was also at the twelfth level of Qi Refining and entered the Wanxiang Gate a few years earlier than him.

After the two bowed to each other, a young cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building announced the start of the competition between the two.

As soon as the voice of the announcement of the start of the competition fell, Fang Yang flipped his right hand, and a purple cloud flashed, and a purple flying sword appeared in his hand.

At the same time, Fang Yang's hands quickly changed various postures, inputting spiritual power into the small sword.

In a blink of an eye, the purple small sword grew to three feet long, emitting dazzling purple light.

At the same time, the purple light also transformed into fine lightning, making a "zi~~~zi~~~" sound.

This was the purple thunder sword that he had made merit in the first round.

On the opposite side, Li Jianfeng's movements were not slow either. He took out a two or three-inch red mini tower magic weapon.

He waved his hand, a red light flashed, and the small tower appeared above the two heads.

Then he also cast a series of spells on the small tower.

The size of the small tower also grew rapidly, and in an instant, the pagoda ten feet high was suspended in the air.

Such a large pagoda made Fang Yang feel like a sharp sword was hanging over his head, which made him feel quite depressed.

"Although this magic weapon is only a top-grade magic weapon, its power is not inferior to that of a low-grade spiritual weapon." Fang Yang was horrified.

If this top-grade magic weapon had a powerful weapon spirit, it would probably become a spiritual weapon, and the quality would not be low, and it might even become a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

Fang Yang knew that the opponent's magic weapon was quite powerful. Even if it had no other power, it could smash him into a meat pie by sneaking down from above.

Therefore, Fang Yang's mind moved, and a small green tripod the size of a wine glass was held in his hand!

This was a low-grade spiritual weapon in the shape of a pill furnace, named Qingfeng Ding. It could not only refine pills, but also be a good defensive spiritual weapon.

This was the prize Fang Yang had just won in the alchemy competition.

At the same time, Fang Yang also sacrificed the Purple Thunder Sword. The purple sword flashed with a faint lightning light, and stabbed towards Li Jianfeng at a very fast speed.

Obviously, Fang Yang wanted to make a quick decision and defeat the opponent before the power of the powerful magic weapon was fully exerted.

Li Jianfeng smiled slightly, and formed a strange seal with his left hand, suddenly making the tower in the sky glow with fire.

There were little flames in the tower, as if there was a rain of fire in the sky.

Fang Yang did not dare to be careless, and the purple thunder sword in his hand sent several powerful lightnings to the sky, sweeping away the rain of fire.

Li Jianfeng made another hand seal, and dozens of flame-transformed monsters flew out from behind the tower, including fire wolves, fire foxes, fire birds, fire deer, and dozens of fire beasts surrounded Fang Yang.

These fire beasts fearlessly rushed towards Fang Yang's purple thunder sword, even if they would be reduced to ashes.

But Fang Yang felt that the impact of these fire beasts made the purple thunder sword tremble continuously, as if it was shaking.

Li Jianfeng was secretly proud.

His Fire Cloud Tower is a replica of a famous ancient magic weapon, and its power is higher than that of ordinary top-grade magic weapons.

Li Jianfeng is also famous in Wanxiangmen. He is Li Hu's cousin, and the person behind him is also a Jindan cultivator, so he has such a good treasure.

And Li Jianfeng obviously understands the power of this top-grade magic weapon.

He plans to hunt down a powerful demon beast as the spirit of the weapon after the foundation-building period, so that this thing can become a medium-grade spiritual weapon in one fell swoop.

Sure enough, as Li Jianfeng imagined, Li Jianfeng manipulated the fire beast Jin to fight Fang Yang, and soon they both gained a clear advantage.

Fang Yang also understood that although his purple thunder was called a top-grade magic weapon, its power was stronger than that of ordinary top-grade magic weapons.

And the opponent's magic weapon was even more powerful, not only could it sneak attack, but also could create fire beasts.

The fire beasts kept rushing forward and backward, putting Fang Yang, who was controlling the purple thunder sword, into a dangerous situation.

However, Fang Yang also tried his best to dodge by relying on the strange body movements of the Formless Art.

Although he was at a disadvantage, he did not show any signs of defeat.

Li Jianfeng secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

Li Jianfeng knew in his heart that although the power of his Fire Cloud Tower was strong, it consumed a lot of spiritual power. If he continued to consume it for such a long time, his spiritual power would be a little insufficient.

Li Jianfeng gradually became anxious when he saw that he could not attack Fang Yang for a long time.

He made up his mind and suddenly crushed several red middle-level fire spirit stones.

A blazing fire-like energy was sucked into the Fire Cloud Tower.

The fire beasts in the sky were even more blazing and rushed towards Fang Yang.

Fang Yang did not dare to neglect it and quickly retracted the purple thunder sword hanging above his head.

At the same time, he changed his defense to the Qingfeng Ding. A series of green lights bloomed in the sky, and a ten-foot-sized Qingding appeared above Fang Yang's head.

"Spirit weapon! Spirit weapon!" Although there were many elites in this competition,

But using a top-grade magic weapon is considered a luxury, and Fang Yang actually used a spiritual weapon, which attracted many attention.

"How could this disciple have a spiritual weapon? It's really unbelievable." A disciple from Qingluo Peak was surprised.

"Hahaha, senior brother, you must have been in seclusion recently. That's Senior Brother Fang Yang from Wanmu Peak. He is the best in alchemy. This Qingfeng Ding is the prize given to him by the sect."

Another disciple immediately interrupted.

"Wow, it's the Three Heroes of Wanmu! I've heard of it, I've heard of it!" It's obvious that Fang Yang and his team are in the limelight recently.

As soon as the Qingfeng Ding came out, a strong pressure made all the fire beasts panic.

At the same time, a green shadow flew out of the Qingfeng Ding, shining with white light.

This is the spirit of the Qingfeng Ding - the Green Fire Blue Mandarin Bird.

This Green Fire Blue Mandarin Bird is a fourth-level monster. Although its strength is only about the same as that of a third-level peak monster, it is said that the Blue Mandarin Bird has an extremely weak bloodline of the Blue Luan Bird, so it can have a good control over fire.

Therefore, it is classified as a fourth-level monster, and the Qingfeng Ding is also more exquisite in controlling the fire of alchemy because of the control of the Blue Mandarin Bird.

"Humph!" Li Jianfeng sneered, and the fire beasts in the sky rushed directly towards Fang Yang.

However, they did not break through the defense of the Qingfeng Ding. When everyone was wondering what medicine Li Jianfeng was selling in the gourd, the Fire Cloud Tower in the sky had already moved quietly.

A tower of dozens of feet fell rapidly, and the quality of this thing itself was not inferior to the Qingfeng Ding, and it was three times heavier.

If it was hit, Fang Yang would probably be seriously injured even if he had the Qingfeng Ding to protect him.

It was like being attacked by a boulder. Even if the boulder could not break the defense, if it was hit, it would cause the internal organs to shift and cause serious injuries.

And this time, it was on the ring. If it was injured, it would be extremely dangerous.

"What a plan!" Fang Yang laughed.

But there was no panic on his face. Fang Yang did not intend to fight the opponent head-on.

Although the Qingfeng Ding was good, it could not withstand the random smashing of the Huoyun Tower like a wild bull.

So he waved his hand and took back the Qingfeng Ding. Fang Yang suddenly grew wings behind him and moved away from his original position at a very fast speed, while the Huoyun Tower missed.

And in this lightning, Fang Yang was already not far from Li Jianfeng.

At the same time, a golden light of thunder and fire shone from Fang Yang's body, and he instantly approached.

Although Li Jianfeng reacted in time and threw out a shield of a top-grade magic weapon, it was instantly defeated by the thunder and fire, and his body was also knocked away and fell under the ring.

"Middle-grade spiritual weapon?" An old foundation-building master who was supervising the competition blurted out.

Although Fang Yang only used the sword light and did not use the sword body, he still could not escape the eyes of the foundation-building cultivator.

This thing was the Thunder and Fire Golden Light Sword that Fang Yang asked Zhang Lin to refine with a lot of top-grade materials.

This Thunder and Fire Golden Light Sword was integrated with ten thousand years of thunder spirit and ten thousand years of refined gold. At the same time, He Dong also engraved a set of thunder and fire formations.

As long as Fang Yang provides a spirit stone with lightning attributes, the sword body can emit thunder and fire.

What Fang Yang used just now was to activate the thunder attribute spirit stone to launch a thunder and fire attack.

Originally, Li Jianfeng wanted to take down Fang Yang with the advantage of magic weapon, but Fang Yang had the same idea as him, except that Fang Yang's magic weapon was more powerful.

"Wanmu Peak Fang Yang wins!" The voice of the old foundation-building master sounded.

"Brother Li, thank you." Then Fang Yang swaggered off the stage in Li Jianfeng's murderous eyes.

Like Fang Yang, Zhang Lin and Nuo Po also advanced smoothly.

However, each time they advance, it becomes more difficult. Fortunately, Fang Yang had refined many high-quality third- and fourth-level elixirs in advance, so the three of them could recover in a very short time.

Moreover, their magic weapons were well prepared, so even if one or two high-quality magic weapons were damaged during the competition, it would not have any impact at all.

You know, for many Qi training cultivators, a high-quality magic weapon could be half a lifetime's wealth.

After each round of competition, there will be a three-day break.

The main purpose is to give the cultivators time to recover their skills, but some cultivators won after a hard fight, but they were also seriously injured. Such a tragic victory could not be recovered during the three-day rest time.

This is destined to lose the right to advance and have to choose to abstain.

For such people, after all, he won, and the sect will reward pills or magic weapons according to certain circumstances.

In this way, after several rounds of screening, those cultivators with obviously lower cultivation or poor magic weapons have been eliminated.

The further you go, the more you rely on your strength. Those who originally advanced by taking advantage of the situation will no longer have the chance to sneak attack under the deliberate precautions of the opponents in the next round.

The remaining monks who advanced are either those with special skills, or those with a deep foundation, or high-level monks who have two top-grade magic tools.

This shows the importance of magic tools to the competition between cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

After layers of screening, it is difficult to see a one-sided competition on the field, and there are very few situations where the winner is decided in one move.

Some monks with deep spiritual power and many elixirs may fight for most of the day. After three hours, the winner will be decided by the five foundation-building monks who judge the winner. If there is a dispute, the Jindan monks will arbitrate.

Otherwise, if there is no time limit, I am afraid that if both sides have enough elixirs, the fight may last for three days and three nights.

If each round lasts for several days, it is estimated that this sect competition may go on forever.

However, even when both sides are very strong, scheming is very important.

When masters fight, a slight mistake can lead to a huge loss. Generally, some cultivators will underestimate their opponents and be attacked by the opponent using some strange means.

For example, a master at the peak of Qi training usually uses high-quality water-based magic tools, and his own skills are also water-based. Therefore, in order to deal with him, his opponent deliberately prepares earth-based defensive magic tools and wood-based offensive magic tools.

But what was unexpected was that this water element cultivator found an opportunity to throw out dozens of third and fourth level fire element talismans and used a top-grade fire element flying sword, catching his opponent off guard. After that, he lost all the opportunities and had to admit defeat in just one stick of incense.