"Guiyuan Dan?"

"Actually sent Guiyuan Dan?"

The crowd chatted in surprise after hearing this, and looked at the wooden old monster sitting on the Taishi's chair with a look of surprise on their faces.

Lu Yun was also stunned, feeling very surprised, he also didn't expect Elder Mu to use the elixir to lure, but at this moment, it seemed that it had obviously had an effect, and the excitement on the faces of those monks who were eager to try it before reappeared when they heard this.

The fifty-year-old middle-aged man beside Old Monster Mu had a strange smile on his face when he saw this, and said, "Elder Mu is really wealthy, I remember that the last big competition was also done in this way......

"Hmph, Situ Daoyou, don't laugh, the old man doesn't have anything else, but this low-level elixir still has to be obtained, unlike some people who always have a small abacus in their hearts......" Mu Lao Wei snorted coldly, turned his head and ignored him, which made the middle-aged man who heard this suddenly stunned.

He stopped talking stupidly, but a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes as he looked at the old monster.

Lu Yun didn't know about the Mu Old Monster, at this time, he was surprised and calmed down for a moment, these could only attract some other outer disciples, and they didn't have any attraction for him.

He was in the innermost layer of the crowd, standing quietly on the spot, still not planning to take the lead, and at the moment the other people around him were talking about it, and the excitement in his eyes was already intense.

Sure enough, a moment later, a young man took the lead in entering the arena, he was wearing purple clothes, he was an outer disciple of Immortal Crane Peak, Lu Yun found out that his cultivation was the sixth layer of condensation, and he really dared to take the lead, at least he was not weak!

The man in purple looked around calmly, waited for a moment to see that no one was playing, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, at this moment five breaths have passed, and after five breaths have passed, this person will automatically enter the next round, which makes the smug color in his eyes even stronger.

Just when he thought that he would automatically enter the next round without a competition, a figure in Tsing Yi quickly jumped into the field, accompanied by a mocking voice.

"Don't be complacent too early, don't come to understand it first!"

The purple-clothed man's eyes turned cold, staring at the man in Tsing Yi who was on the field, this person broke his chance to automatically advance, which made him feel very angry.

At the same time, when he appeared, Lu Yun found out that the other party's cultivation was also the sixth layer of condensation, and the two cultivated equally, I don't know what the result of the competition was, Lu Yun had expectations.

The man in purple looked at the man in Tsing Yi opposite, his eyes flashed and at the same time, he couldn't help but pinch out a seal in his right hand, and a rapid muttering sound came out of his mouth, and after a while, he slapped his palm to the opposite side.

With the palm of his hand, a three-foot-long illusory palm shadow slowly conjured out, and slapped at the man in Tsing Yi opposite almost at the same time as his right hand.

Lu Yun's eyes shrank, at this moment, the purple-clothed man of the Immortal Crane Peak was casting a low-grade spell, almost every monk who had cultivated to the fifth level of Qi Condensation would practice this spell, but Lu Yun had the Wind Thunder Palm and the Qingyuan Slash obtained from Shi Haoran, but he didn't pay much attention to this method.

At this moment, he wanted to take this opportunity to watch, only to see that the man in Tsing Yi, who was also Dahuai Peak, saw the other party's Qingtian hand, his face was unwavering, but the cold color in his eyes was thicker, and the same right hand pinched out the seal of the Qingtian hand, and slapped the three-foot palm shadow in the air with one palm.

The two of them actually used exactly the same powerhouse, and the cultivation of the two of them was the sixth layer of condensation, which made the onlookers suddenly look forward to it, and the same Lu Yun also wanted to know who of the two would win and who would lose at this moment.

With a "boom", the palms and shadows in the air collided together, and the spiritual power scattered and fluctuated, blowing the clothes of the many monks watching around and swaying and undulating.

At the same time, the two figures took three steps back at the same time, but the attentive audience found that the face of the man in Tsing Yi who was the first to enter the arena was suddenly pale, and the corners of his mouth were already oozing blood.

Seeing this result, many of the monks who were watching had already understood that the victory and defeat had been divided, and they immediately hesitated for a moment before they came on the field.

Lu Yun always stood motionless, and the monks around him kept rushing to the field, all thinking of fighting to be within a hundred, so that they could get a Guiyuan Pill, and the old wooden monster who was sitting upright on the Taishi chair finally showed a smile on his face when he saw this.

Most of these monks who came on the field were not highly cultivated, and they were all between the third and sixth layers of condensation, but the men in Tsing Yi and Purple who were on the field at the beginning were the ones who had the highest cultivation in the competition, as for Ji Dongping of Xinghai Peak, Gongsun Li of Taicang Peak, the Wu brothers, and Tang Zhuhua of Xianhe Peak were still standing motionless like Lu Yun, obviously not thinking of going on to compete immediately.

Lu Yun sneered in his heart, these people obviously had the same thoughts as themselves, it seemed that they were not fools, they all wanted to save their maximum strength until the end, but they were all not interested in the Guiyuan Pill promised by the old monster.

"It seems that the opponents I will meet when I go on the field should be these people......" Lu Yun thought for a moment.

It's just that Ji Dongping, who was standing in the crowd, frowned and didn't know what to think, his throat surged from time to time, and he raised his fat big hand to grab his head.