After looking at it for a while, Yan Wubian had no intention of going down, and then a flash of inspiration flashed on his body, turned into a rainbow light, turned around a direction, and flew towards his temporary residence.

After returning to his room, opening the prohibition, and seeing that there was no problem, he walked into the cultivation room and sat down cross-legged.

Although he was very confident in the battle for the spiritual land in a few days, Yan Wubian naturally didn't dare to be careless, at least he had to keep himself in the best condition, and immediately put his hands on his knees, closed his eyes and meditated.

For the next period of time, Yan Wubian never left the cultivation room again, and four days passed in the blink of an eye in his quiet meditation.

It wasn't until noon on the fifth day that a white light suddenly came outside the room, and then in a flash, he ignored the prohibition outside the door, shuttled into the living room, and then went straight to the cultivation room.

However, when this white light came to the door of the cultivation room, a faint aura of spiritual power suddenly emanated from the door, blocking it.

The white light circled outside the door several times, and tried again, but still couldn't rush into the cultivation room, and suddenly let out a buzzing sound.

At this moment, the circle of light on the door of the cultivation room suddenly split, and a figure flashed out, and as soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed the white light in his hand.

This person is none other than Yan Wubian, who has been cultivating.

As if he knew what this white light was, his expression was indifferent, and he did not hurry to probe the light in his hand.

As he thought, this white light was a transmission note from Tianfu, allowing him to go to participate in the spiritual land competition.

"Xiuwutang!"

Yan Wubian muttered to himself, his palm clenched, and the transmission note disappeared suddenly. Then, without any delay, he walked out of the room.

An hour later, on a huge ring in a certain hall, Yan Wubian's figure was suspended in the middle of the ring, and a huge light curtain together with Yan Wubian's figure shrouded the ring in it.

Outside the light curtain, the gray-robed old man known as Ma Lao in Tianfu was standing on the edge of the light curtain with his hands and arms crossed, with no expression on his face.

In addition, not far from the surrounding of this ring, there is a circle of audience seats, and at this moment, there are hundreds of people in this audience. The strength of these people is not high, and the strongest is nothing more than the ethereal peak, and among them, the short and fat man is also impressively inside, squinting slightly, staring at Yan Wubian in the aperture.

Time passed minute by minute, Yan Wubian was still motionless and quietly suspended in mid-air for about a quarter of an hour, and at this time, Ma Lao, who was outside the aperture, had a gloomy face as if he was about to drip water.

At this moment, a blue figure suddenly shot into the outside of the main hall, and in a blink of an eye, it fell not far in front of Ma Lao, revealing the blue-robed young man who was fighting for the spiritual land with Yan Wubian.

"Uncle Ma is angry, the juniors have delayed a little time because of their cultivation, so they didn't miss the time to compete for the spiritual land. ”

The blue-robed young man bowed to Ma Lao with a smile on his face, and said slowly.

"Hmph, count yourself lucky, if you come a little later, I will cancel your qualification, let me in now, don't waste the old man's time. ”

Glancing at the blue-robed youth, Ma Lao snorted coldly and said impatiently.

As soon as the words fell, his hands pinched, and a spiritual power mark was made against the aperture, and suddenly the ring shook slightly, and the light curtain trembled slightly, cracking a wide passage out.

"Thank you, Uncle Ma!"

Seeing this scene, the blue-robed young man looked happy, and his figure flickered, and he rushed into the aperture. As his body entered, the cracked passage healed again and returned to its original state.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that your kid really dares to come, is it not small. ”

The blue-robed young man who appeared in front of Yan Wubian, after glancing at the former, his face was slightly distorted, revealing a sly smile.

Facing the words of the blue-robed young man, Yan Wubian didn't want to pay attention to him at all, just raised his head lazily, smiled indifferently at the other party, and didn't want to say more.

Seeing this, the blue-robed young man suddenly became angry in his heart, and the killing intent that had been suppressed suddenly rose up again and burst out.

"Now that you're both here, listen to me. There are no restrictions in the battle for spiritual land, and any means can be used. Unless one side throws in the towel, I won't stop it. If you feel that you are not sure, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible. Otherwise, in this situation without any restrictions, it is not uncommon for serious injuries and even falls to happen. Now, if you don't have any problems, get ready to get started. ”

After finishing his words as a routine, Ma Lao, who was expressionless, saw that Yan Wubian and the two of them didn't say a word, just looked at each other from a distance, nodded their heads, and spit out the word "start" in their mouths.

In an instant, Yan Wubian and the blue-robed young man's figure moved at the same time and made a move.

This battle was Yan Wubian's first battle in the immortal spirit realm, facing an opponent with a comparable realm, although he was confident of defeating the other party, he didn't dare to be careless at all.

Immediately, the figure suspended in the void, the soles of his feet stomped suddenly, and the spiritual power in his body burst out, and the speed converged in his palms, and the arcs that exuded the power of thunder were even more crackling and ejected from his palms.

"Boy, the fairy realm is not your lower realm, how can you have so much power with your spiritual power that has not yet been transformed, go and die. ”

Looking at the aura of spiritual power attributes emanating from Yan Wubian's body, the blue-robed young man laughed contemptuously, then stretched out his palm, and at some point, his middle finger, which was thick, suddenly pointed forward in the air.

"Boom!"

When the finger was pressed, the space seemed to be distorted, and countless spiritual powers converged on his fingers, turning into a huge pillar of spiritual power light that burst out.

The pillar of light was extraordinarily viscous, like substance, and its internal spiritual power was constantly tumbling and surging, appearing extremely violent.

Looking at the pillar of light that burst out, Yan Wubian took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

Thor's hand slapped out, and the monstrous purple light surged, and a huge palm print shot out in the air, instantly shaking with the huge pillar of light.

"Bang!"

The two collided, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering sound, and the spiritual power wind swept away, and after impacting the surrounding aperture, it was blocked.

In mid-air, Yan Wubian stood in the air, the clothes on his body were hunting, the spiritual power in his body was surging, but his eyes were solemn.

"Your untransformed spiritual power can actually block my spiritual power attack, this will ....... ”

Looking at Yan Wubian, who easily blocked his attack, there was also a flash of surprise in the eyes of the blue-robed young man, obviously a little difficult to accept this result.

In the past few days, he had already heard that Yan Wubian had not yet transformed the spiritual power in his body at all, and despite his arrogance, he still made sufficient preparations.

He knew very well that the Ascended Spirit Master who had not transformed the spiritual power in his body was very different in terms of strength compared to the one after the transformation, and generally speaking, the Ascended Spirit Master who had not yet transformed could not match them in terms of spiritual power, which was a qualitative difference in spiritual power.