Zhu Mingtong quickly grasped a key point "wheel war"

"21 alone?" Zhu Mingtong looked at Lin Wanshan in surprise and asked.

"The Treasure Fighting Contest is a one-on-one battle, and the winner will meet the challenge of the next challenger, until the defeat is replaced, the powerful casual cultivators can withstand the bombardment of five or six people at most, and top-level casual cultivators like Long Yan are actually really rare. However, many people say that he relied on his powerful magic weapon to win the final victory. Lin Wanshan said that the person who came to the end in the last session was full of reverence and envy.

"What kind of treasure is that, so powerful?" Luo Jun also raised some interest.

"I don't know the specifics, according to the people in the previous session, it seems to be a flying sword." Lin Wan Shan Road.

"Is the magic weapon of flying sword entry-level good, is it so powerful?" The concubine also asked in surprise at this time.

"Flying swords are also divided into grades, mortal products, spiritual products, immortal products, holy products, divine products, the more top-level the more awesome, Long Yan at least takes the flying sword of the immortal product, it is said that killing people is invisible, the dragon sees the head but does not see the tail, and it is impossible to prevent it. I saw that the cold light flashed, and the person fell, and he couldn't see the true appearance of the flying sword at all. Lin Wanshan said.

"How do you know it's a flying sword if you can't see it?" The concubine asked.

"That's what they say, and I don't know." Lin Wanshan spared his head very shyly, I don't know if he didn't dare to talk to the girl, and the concubine was so beautiful, cute and charming.

"Leader, it seems that the Doubao Conference can't be underestimated, there must be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Luo Jun said in a low voice.

Zhu Mingtong nodded, his expression was also a little solemn, he was noncommittal that there were still many masters among the scattered cultivators, when he was in Wolong Mountain, he was a very powerful master, if he hadn't done those things that people and gods were angry about, Zhu Mingtong would not have made a move on him. At the beginning, Zhu Mingtong didn't have the confidence to defeat Xiaoyaosan one-on-one, and he was killed because there were many people.

And in this Doubao Conference, it seems that those scattered cultivators are mediocre, who knows how many real masters in this Doubao Conference are watching the excitement, waiting for the last play.

"Damn, if I win, wouldn't I have to continue to fight to win, and the wheel battle is simply not too exciting." Zhu Mingtong was very puzzled by the rules of the Doubao Conference.

"You ask for more blessings, I can only cheer you silently below, I don't want you to fight to the end, at least you have to defeat three, otherwise it will be too embarrassing for the gods." Luo Jun said.

"To put it lightly, the devil knows if the person facing him is a mysterious master." Zhu Mingtong smiled wryly.

While a few people were talking, there was a white-haired old man in the center of the martial arts arena, the old man seemed to be looking at the nearly 1,000 loose cultivators in the stands, seemingly elegant and easy-going, but in fact, his eyes swept over the faces of everyone on the field.

"Today, in the Pantheon Palace, all the immortal cultivators can show your magic weapons to your heart's content, whether the protagonist is a supporting role or a trick, you can see immediately.

Not much to say, the Doubao Conference is really open, and the contestants of the Doubao Conference are invited to play! ”

When the words fell, the whole audience roared and was noisy, and it could be seen that every Sanxiu had an excited look written on his face.

"Please invite the contestants of the No. 1 and No. 2 lottery cards to play!"

After the old man's words fell, a loud voice suddenly sounded on the field that overshadowed all the noise.

Suddenly, everyone fell silent, looking for the person who was shouting, but they swept around and didn't see where the person who was shouting was.

"This is a thousand miles of voice, and the person who shouted is not here!" Luo Jun's expression changed.

"The sound of thousands of miles can actually drown out the voices of all loose cultivators, this person is not simple." Zhu Mingtong was also shocked in his heart, the person who shouted, and the white-bearded old man who spoke on stage just now gave him a mysterious and powerful feeling.

"The white-haired old man just now is the steward of the Pantheon Palace, and the people here call him Elder Changming, and no one knows the specific cultivation, only that it is unfathomable and extremely mysterious." Lin Wanshan leaned on the seat behind Zhu Mingtong and said.

"Elder Changming?" Zhu Mingtong repeated, his eyes locked tightly on the white-haired old man who had stepped off the stage and sat aside.

"The leader has heard of this person?" Luo Jun asked.

"I haven't heard of it, but I don't think I've seen it anywhere, and I can't remember it." Zhu Mingtong rubbed his temples and said.

While speaking, two loose cultivators had already come up on the martial arts arena, a green-shirted swordsman and a white-clothed scholar.

After the two of them saluted elegantly, they immediately put on an offensive, and the first to attack was the green-shirted swordsman, a sword in the swordsman's hand, like a green light, and the dazzling sword sealed the white-clothed scholar's position and the direction of the attack, and he had to retreat and fight.

The strength is almost superior.

But just when everyone thought that the white-clothed scholar would lose, the white-clothed scholar "whoosh", and a series of green rays burst out from his body, like a hundred rays of meteor falling madly on the green-shirted swordsman's body.

The green-shirted swordsman couldn't deal with it, and his body was attacked continuously, and the last blow was shocked by the falling light of the starlight to fly out of the ring of the martial arts field.

"Take!" The white-clothed scholar smiled like the wind, and seemed to finish the battle very easily.

The green-shirted swordsman was obviously unwilling, and got up with his bleeding chest and asked, "Dare to ask what magic weapon Gongzi uses, it's so powerful." ”

The white-clothed scholar smiled and did not answer the words of the green-shirted swordsman.

"White Fox Boy wins!"

The thousand-mile transmission once again shrouded the sky above the martial arts arena, announcing the victory of the scholar in white.

But this remark also caused a shock and resonance among many people present, and there was a great commotion.

When the green-shirted swordsman heard this, he was actually facing a white fox boy, even if he lost, he was convinced, and then bowed and retreated.

"This person is actually a white fox boy?" Lan Long's eyes immediately turned into a nymphomaniac, and his eyes stared at the elegant and easy-going white fox boy on the field.

"What kind of person is this white fox boy, how do you feel very popular." Zhu Mingtong glanced at the stands, and many people were shocked by the appearance of the white fox boy.

"The white fox boy lives in the White Fox Mountain, it is said that a group of white foxes raised him, he should have a beastly nature, but he has a face that charms all beings, but it is an abstinence series, some people say that he is not interested in people, only interested in the white fox, otherwise I am sorry for his title." Lan Long said.

"His strength should be around the middle stage of the Upper Immortal, but I didn't understand the move he made to defeat the green-shirted swordsman just now, as if a hundred blue rays of light were shot out of his body, and then the green-shirted swordsman failed, and I didn't see what the magic weapon was." Lin Wanshan said.

"It's a white fox!!"

Luo Jun and Zhu Mingtong said together.