Compared with the competition between the Venerable Master Guangli and Li Xianfo, the battle between Su Hanjin and the mid-Yuan Infant monks of the Tiantai Sect was more ornamental. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Lin Yi controlled the follow-up instrument, and took close-ups of the fighting methods in the field one after another.

The mid-Yuan Infant monk who fought in the Tiantai Sect was a middle-aged monk with an unremarkable figure and appearance, but this move was extraordinary.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a golden sleeve pearl, stretched out his hand and pointed it, and the mana entered, and the golden bead split like the water quality, turning into two masses, and then splitting again, two into four, four into four, four into four...... In the end, it was split into eighty-eight or sixty-four smaller gold beads.

When these gold beads were no longer divided, the middle-aged monk's hands were connected to the seal, and the gold beads squirmed with some sense, and instantly swelled, turning into various forms of magic weapons such as knives or swords, or spears or halberds, or axes, hammers, whips, etc.

The sixty-four magic weapons were shining with golden light, reflecting each other, illuminating almost the entire mountain.

The middle-aged monk pointed forward, and the sixty-four golden magic weapons were overwhelmingly struck at Su Hanjin.

Such an attack, if it were an ordinary mid-Yuan Infant monk, it would definitely be difficult to resist, you must know that it was sixty-four powerful magic weapons attacking at the same time! Even if you changed to a late Yuan Infant Great Monk, it is estimated that it cannot be taken lightly.

The mid-Yuan Infant cultivators who can represent the three sects in the battle are naturally outstanding people in the same rank.

The same is true for Su Hanjin.

I saw that as soon as her jade hand was raised, a lotus flower with purple and black brilliance appeared in her hand, and she stretched out her hand and threw it gently, the lotus flower quickly expanded, and Su Hanjin flew into the lotus flower and danced.

It stands to reason that a woman with an outstanding face like Su Hanjin should dance like a fairy descending to earth. But under the backdrop of the bewitching purple-black giant lotus, it added eight points of demonic to her, like a "demon girl." ”

As Su Hanjin danced demonically, the purple-black giant lotus emitted a circle of purple-black halos, blocking all the golden light magic weapons that came.

She stepped lightly on the lotus flower again, and the petals glowing with purple-black brilliance fell from the lotus canopy, turning into a sharp blade, circling and flying in the air around, and in an instant, a formation was laid out, which was very mysterious.

Su Hanjin commanded this formation, and fought fiercely with the sixty-four golden light magic weapons that came again.

The sound of fierce collisions was endless, and the violent mana fluctuations made the onlookers Jindan disciples palpitate, and they were all the primordial old monsters watching the battle in the air, and they were all secretly afraid of the two people in the field.

Compared to the Guangli Venerable and Li Xianfo who quickly separated the winner, Su Hanjin and the Tiantai Sect monks seemed to be evenly matched, and then, the two of them each used spiritual treasures, ancient treasures, secret methods, talismans, etc., each showing their magical powers. In addition to the fact that there is no spiritual pet, all kinds of magic weapons, secret methods, and talismans are dazzling.

The battle lasted for several hours before it ended with Su Hanjin having a slight advantage.

Like the many Jindan disciples and Yuanying old monsters who were onlookers, the audience and fans in the live broadcast room were still unsatisfied, and Lin Yi also nodded secretly, this competition was quite exciting, and I couldn't help but look forward to the next competition of the great monks in the late Yuanying period.

But what made him a little disappointed was that the next battle between the monks of the late Yuan Infant was actually a point-to-point battle.

This was a battle between the True Demon Sect and the Blood Demon Sect. The True Demon Sect fought with Archdeacon Duan Yizhi, and the Blood Demon Sect side was an old man with crane hair and a childish face, both sides were cultivators in the late Yuan Infant period, but the battle was not fierce, as if they had gone through a formality, and finally ended with the Blood Demon Sect monk admitting defeat and the True Demon Sect Duan Yizhi winning.

Archdeacon Duan won the contest with an understatement.

In fact, the competition between the three sects is once in a hundred years, except for the candidates for the competition in the early and middle stages of the Yuan Infant, and the candidates for the competition of the great monks in the late Yuan Infant period have not changed much.

The three sects had already fought many times, and it was difficult for these late Yuan Infant Great Cultivators to win back a game unless they had any substantial breakthroughs, such as on top of secret methods or treasures.

Among the late stage cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect, none of them were the opponents of the True Demon Sect's Duan Archdeacon.

This made the audience and fans in the live broadcast room, who originally thought that there was a good show to watch, disappointed for a while, and could only look forward to the battle in Japan.

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Next.

It's still the mountain in the True Demon Sect, and it's crowded with people.

The first competition was a contest between Lin Yi of the True Demon Sect, Li Xianfo of the Blood Demon Sect, and the early Yuan Infant monks.

Lin Yi came to the field, looked at Li Xianfo with an ordinary face but extraordinary bearing, chuckled, and said, "Please!"

Li Xianfo only nodded, without too many words, after looking at Lin Yi for a few moments, he moved, and the brilliance in his hand flashed, and he had a bright red feather fan, waving it at Lin Yi.

It is one of the Blood Demon Sect's Zhen Sect Spirit Treasures, the Three Rivers Fan. According to legend, it is made of the feathers of an ancient beast, the Sanhe Beast, supplemented by various spiritual treasures, and is extremely powerful. Blood-colored thunderballs shot out from the Sanhe fan and flew towards Lin Yi.

From yesterday's competition, all the cultivators have seen the power of this spiritual treasure, although it did not resist the vast power of the Venerable Master who cultivated into the true body of King Kong, but the power should not be underestimated, not to mention the disciples of Jindan, it is many early Yuan Infant monks, and they can't take it.

Don't look at the people who participated in the competition of the three sects, all of them were carrying spiritual treasures, but they were all the best among the three primordial cultivators. And most of the Yuanying monks are without spiritual treasures, and they are all envious.

All the cultivators wanted to see how this new face of the True Demon Sect could take the attack of the Sanhe Fan, and they saw that Lin Yi's face was calm, and the brilliance in his hand flashed, and there was an extra black banner the size of a zhang, surrounded by black gas, and there were evil grimaces struggling, as if they wanted to break free from the black flag, and a ghostly aura swept out in all directions.

It is the Lingbao Ten Thousand Ghost Flag.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Flags!"

"It's a treasure!"

“……”

As soon as this treasure came out, it immediately caused an exclamation.

Lin Yi shook the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, and the overwhelming black wind surged out, and the evil ghosts in the flags rushed out, turning into huge fierce ghost creatures with blue faces and fangs, hundreds of them. Some of these powerful demons have the coercion that only a primordial infant stage monk or a transformation stage demon beast can have, and most of the remaining evil ghosts also have an aura no less than that of a Jindan monk.

The fierce and vicious ghosts, caught in the overwhelming black wind, rushed forward with the momentum of destroying the world.