The breath suddenly erupted to Zhang Lin, who was in the infancy stage, slapped his palm on the golden Sanskrit sound storm that trapped him, and the flame breath in his hand collided with the golden Sanskrit sound, and there was a loud bang, and the golden Sanskrit sound storm instantly crumbled.

Zhang Lin suddenly burst out laughing.

Seeing this, Miaoxi's eyes suddenly increased with colorful light, her mouth trembled slightly, and there were continuous Sanskrit sounds that shot into the golden Sanskrit sound storm.

And at this time, Zhang Lin, who had turned into a huge flame monster, waved his hand, and the flames that swept through the sky turned into a huge fire shadow, shooting towards the golden Sanskrit sound storm.

Rumble!

A huge and earth-shattering sound came out, and countless sparks flew in all directions.

The golden Sanskrit sound storm that surrounded Zhang Lin, after bearing Zhang Lin's palm, the golden light trembled, and the storm slowed down, and it no longer had the kind of power it had before.

Zhang Lin roared fiercely, and the giant fist wrapped in flames slammed into the golden Sanskrit storm in front of him.

Miaoxi's eyes froze, his face was still indifferent, but a small wooden fish suddenly appeared in his hand, and he immediately urged the magic trick, and a faint sound came from the wooden fish.

The clear sound made by the wooden fish was like the quiet sound of the hollow valley, which made Zhang Lin's heart flutter, and the movements in his hands slowed down instantly.

Several sounds from the wooden fish came out in succession, instantly causing the golden Sanskrit sound storm to surge suddenly, and at the same time making Zhang Lin's mind black again.

And Zhang Lin roared several times and wanted to resist, but the people around him could see that Zhang Lin was already at the end of his crossbow, and the flame armor on his body had gradually dimmed, but it collapsed.

A moment later, Zhang Lin's whole body was charred and blackened, and he collapsed with a bang, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

In this gambling battle, it is obvious that Miaoxi has won.

Fairy Fan immediately walked towards Miaoxi, showed a smile and said, "In the second competition, Miaoxi won, and our Blackstone Gang won." ”

Bai Wei's face at this time was really as ugly as it was, and in order to win Zhang Lin into this gambling fight, he paid a very big price in private.

Even the location of this gambling fight, Bai Wei deliberately chose Baolong Island, where the fire element is very strong, just to match Zhang Lin's choice.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lin was defeated in the first round.

"What a crap!"

Bai Wei was depressed in his heart, this Miaoxi represented the Black Stone Gang and was obviously cheating, but he dared not speak out.

Because the power of Xuanyue Nunnery is too terrifying, it is not Bai Wei at all, and Bai Yang will be able to stop such small fish and shrimp.

Moreover, Zhang Lin was also a disciple of the Seven Star Sect, so it really made Bai Wei bitter and unspeakable.

And after watching the battle between Zhang Lin and Miaoxi, the Great Elder of Shennong and Elder Hualian also had gloomy faces.

They also knew that they didn't dare to offend Xuanyue Nunnery too much, or Xuanyue Nunnery would come to the Yuan Infant Stage casually, and they could destroy the Shenxiao Sect and the Shennong Sect.

From the Jindan period, the gap between the disciples of the big sects and the small sects has widened, and most of the Jindan monks cannot step into the Yuan Infant Stage.

The disciples of the great sects have obtained huge resources, and the Jin Dan they have cultivated is a high-grade Jin Dan, or even a top-level Jin Dan.

And the golden pills cultivated by the monks of small sects are generally just ordinary golden pills.

And the ordinary Jindan monk cultivating into a Yuan Infant is also a pseudo Yuan Infant who is not as good as a top Jindan monk.

The dark angel Lucifer that Wu Yong fought on the earth that day was the pseudo-primordial baby.

Bai Wei had a black face and sent two disciples to drag out Zhang Lin, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

After the Qingli battle arena, the third competition is ready to begin.

And the third game was played by Wu Yong against another woman representing the Blackstone Gang.

Wu Yong thought to himself, could the other woman also be from Xuanyue Nunnery.

When Wu Yong was about to jump into the magic circle, Bai Wei behind him said to Wu Yong: "Wu Daoyou, please leave this scene to you, I, Bai Wei, will do what he says, and the promises he made will definitely be fulfilled in the future." ”

Zhang Lin was defeated, and the remaining hope was weak, but Bai Wei was still unwilling, and he could only pin his hopes on Wu Yong and Xie Ziheng.

Wu Yong smiled indifferently, nodded slightly at Bai Wei, and jumped into the magic circle.

Another woman in white looked at Wu Yong with cold eyes and said: "You are an ordinary Jindan monk, don't work hard, the concubine is afraid that it will accidentally hurt you, it will be bad, the concubine still advises you to surrender quickly." ”

The eyes of the people around him were focused on this woman in white.

This woman in white was walking with Miaoxi just now, and she was following behind Fairy Fan, looking at her dress, it was very likely that she was the same as Miaoxi who was the doorman of Xuanyue Nunnery!

If it was true, they felt that Wu Yong had no hope left.

Because no matter in terms of appearance, body shape or momentum, Wu Yong is sparse and ordinary, because of the Hetu Luoshu, Wu Yong hid his true strength, and everyone present, including several strong people in the infant stage, Fan Xianzi, Shennong Great Elder and Hualian Elder were all deceived by Wu Yong.

Wu Yong only smiled slightly in the face of the contempt of the woman in white.

When the woman in white saw Wu Yong like this, her face turned cold, and she shot directly!

The woman in white recited the Buddhist scriptures in her mouth, and bursts of Sanskrit runes appeared on the Buddha beads, which directly turned into golden chains, and stabbed at Wu Yong suddenly.

Wu Yong took out an ordinary long sword, flicked it in his hand, and instantly split it into two, spinning in front of Wu Yong, becoming two huge rotating shields, snapping to block the attack of the woman in white's Sanskrit chain.

"This is flying swordsmanship!"

"This is Sword Cultivation!"

Many people present exclaimed.

The exclamation was not because Wu Yong was powerful, but because the flying sword technique was the most common immortal cultivation swordsmanship, and it was also considered the most useless and chicken immortal cultivation swordsmanship, so so many people exclaimed.

And there is another point of exclamation, that is, because Wu Yong's flying sword technique is very mellow, and it is not something that can be used overnight.

However, everyone present did not see that Wu Yong was not using the Flying Sword Technique, but the Illusion Sword Sect's Transformation Thousand Sword Technique.

After a bang, the long sword in Wu Yong's hand shattered, but it also blocked a round of Sanskrit attacks from the woman in white.

Even the woman in white was slightly stunned, but she randomly took out a string of golden Buddha beads, although it was not as good as Miaoxi's Buddha beads, but it was also radiant, and it was obviously a top-level spiritual weapon.

The woman in white clasped her hands together, pinched the Buddha beads tightly, and recited Sanskrit in her mouth, and the Sanskrit sounds turned into runes, and even formed golden dragons, which suddenly roared towards Wu Yong, much more powerful than before!

This bead has a great bonus effect on Sanskrit attacks!

All of a sudden, in front of Wu Yong, countless golden dragons rushed to his face, and the dense Sanskrit runes were about to drown Wu Yong in an instant.

However, Wu Yong smiled, shot out two inferior long swords from the storage bag, and threw them in an instant, forming a protective shield of four layers of vortex sword shadows in front of him, crackling to block the vast Sanskrit Golden Dragon.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Seeing this, the woman in white suddenly turned unhappy, she felt that she was blocked by the most ordinary flying sword technique, which was simply an insult to her own strength.

So the Buddha beads in his hand turned faster, the golden light exploded, and the Sanskrit sound continued to turn into huge golden dragons, blasting towards Wu Yong.

"Can you stop it, all of them will be smashed!"

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

With a click, the four-layer vortex sword shadow was instantly submerged, but it was shattered.

The long sword used by Wu Yong was of average quality, and under the attack of the Sanyin Golden Dragon, it could not withstand the hardness of such an attack at all.

Without the whirlpool sword shadow, countless Sanskrit golden dragons instantly submerged Wu Yong's figure.

In the entire magic circle, bursts of misty smoke exploded in an instant, completely blasting the place where Wu Yong was into a huge crater.

And everyone present thought that Wu Yong was afraid that he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Even the woman in white opposite Wu Yong showed a triumphant smile.

However, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind the woman in white, and the eyes of the woman in white suddenly widened, and before she could turn around, she was stunned by Wu Yong's palm.

Then the woman in white snorted, and her body fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, unconscious.

From the time the Fanyin Golden Dragon bombarded Wu Yong's figure, until Wu Yong suddenly appeared behind the woman in white, it took only a second, and the victory and defeat were divided.

Wu Yong's reversal of defeat into victory made everyone watching the battle around them stunned, and even the three primordial old monsters flashed a look of surprise on their faces.

And Wu Yong smiled slightly, retreated to the sidelines, but his expression moved.

He felt that in addition to these three primordial infant old monsters, there was also a hidden aura, which was even more powerful than these three primordial infant old monsters.