This white fog sect monk "Fu Po", dressed in fiery red clothes, did not rush to attack like Bai Feng, but kept moving forward cautiously in dodge, and it took about a few minutes to approach the center of the ring within a radius of about thirty miles with the peak realm of foundation building, and then soon after seeing Zhang Fan rush forward with some impatience, he began to retreat quietly.

Then, a strange invisible viscous mist suddenly appeared in the air, and when Zhang Fan broke in, it suddenly burned, and the flame seemed to have a certain stickiness, which made Zhang Fan seem to be at a loss to spend a lot of effort to finally extinguish the flames while fleeing with spiritual power, and the breath on his body seemed to have withered a lot.

Compared with Bai Feng, this "Fu Po" did not have too much experience, seeing that Zhang Fan was hit and began to lose, he quickly turned to a counteroffensive, and kept attacking from a distance with flying needles, which made Zhang Fan embarrassed for a while.

It seemed that he should have a certain chance of winning, and Fu Po felt that Zhang Fan's "return to the light" was about to end after a fierce battle, so he quickly narrowed the distance between the two sides and attacked with a strange iron ball with flames.

It's just that at this time, Zhang Fan no longer fled, but on the one hand, he seemed to sacrifice a special water balloon magic weapon to resist the fireball, and on the other hand, he used the fastest speed to reveal an invisible flying sword containing spiritual strength, and in a short period of time, he severely damaged Fu Po, who was a little entrusted, and won a victory again.

After the duel, Zhang Fan's aura seemed to languish again, and it seemed to have directly declined from the level of about the fourth layer of the foundation building peak to the level of the ninth grade of the foundation building, making people feel that his comprehensive strength might not even be as good as the hundreds of thousands of monks on the list who had just stepped into the threshold of the foundation building peak. When he walked out of the ring, it seemed that it was difficult to even cover up on the outside, and he directly revealed a huge overdraft that could not be recovered in the short term.

It's just that at this time, Zhang Fan also felt that many people's eyes on him had become more calm and suspicious. Especially his pretended antiquated anti-light medicine can fully restore his strength, in the case of a victory.

No one knows if this person will return to his peak condition if he uses any special magic medicine or unique spell. This time, the people from the registration office of the follower ring came together with the heads of the three major sects that monopolized the 900th to 1,000th most of the rankings, such as the White Mist Gate, the Ice and Snow Gate, and the Green Fox Gate.

The people at the registration office were still trustworthy, and they directly sent 10,000 high-grade spirit stones according to the previous agreement.

One of the elders of the Qinghu Sect in the mid-stage realm of Jindan suddenly said coldly: "This friend, Your Excellency doesn't have to pretend to be like this, with the record and strength you showed before, among the hundred monks within a thousand on the master list, most of them should be very few who dare to fight with you again, even if there is, if you want to win as easily as you did before, I am afraid that it will be so easy." If you are really short of money, do you dare to make a bet with the three of us? In the ring, one person from each of our three sects is Liu Wuyan, the chief disciple of the 901st Great Elder of the White Mist Gate, Yi Han, the chief disciple of the 900th Great Elder of the Ice and Snow Gate, and Dugu Xia, the chief disciple of the Great Elder of the Qinghu Gate, and the three of them have arrived now. If you can defeat three people in a row, and only defeat them instead of taking their lives, the three of us will come up with a total of 1,500 top-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to 150,000 top-grade spirit stones, and if you lose, we will try not to hurt your life, but the 10,000 high-grade spirit stones on your body will be kept by us for the time being, how about it?" As he spoke, three young monks, two women and one man, stood up.

At this time, Zhang Fan carefully probed within a certain distance of Fang Yuan with his spiritual power, including perceiving the thoughts of some people in these people and even in a wider range, as well as the thoughts of some people in this ring gambling game. For Zhang Fan today, even if he is a master at the peak of the Jindan realm more than ten miles away from him, he can often feel some psychological activities without being aware of it.

After such a rough investigation, Zhang Fan changed some of his original thoughts. Because Zhang Fan learned that the three gates of white mist, ice and snow, and green fox had already had bad intentions towards him. It's just that this kind of evil intention has not been determined because he has not yet investigated his background. And the central gambling game here is obviously also to watch people cook, once you are sure that you are a loose cultivator with no sect, and you don't have the top level of genius and qualifications, and you still want to win money here and make trouble, you will encounter the "foul" shot of the Jindan master. Although the central ring and gambling game in the 25th District have a small reputation in the Wanfa Sect, they are definitely not the embodiment of justice. If you want to get enough spirit stones, you may not be able to count on this tree.

In this case, Zhang Fan also felt that he did not have the need to hide and pretend to be a master of about eight or nine hundred as before, so at this time, the momentum changed suddenly, and the previous decadent color was completely renewed, and he also revealed the spiritual power that only the peak genius of foundation building would have: "Hehe, this is what you said, don't regret it?"

The situation suddenly reversed in an instant, and the characters who came from the three factions and even the people at the registration office of the Central Ring Gambling Game were a little at a loss, they didn't expect that this "loose cultivator" who came to make trouble would have such a ability to hide from the world, and there was no doubt that the person who showed this strength was unlikely to be a casual cultivator with no background.

At this time, the three gates led by the Qinghu Gate also had some plans to retreat when they saw this situation, and Zhang Fan pretended to be and said: "In this way, don't force the death contract duel, and the three people you selected before can go together." If I win, how about you make up 2,000 spirit stones?"

In the eyes of many veterans in the gambling game, with the momentum and strength shown by Zhang Fan at this time, even if it is a one-on-three, I am afraid that the outcome is unpredictable, and the odds of fifteen times are somewhat unfair, and only a few people follow the bet. But at this point, Sanmen also had to agree to a competition with Zhang Fan.

In the ring, the confrontation began quickly. This time, in order to make those three sects willing to pay for Tao, Zhang Fan agreed to bring no restrictions on the spirit beasts he brought. Therefore, at the beginning, Zhang Fan was directly confronted with seven third-order spirit foxes that swooped down. In addition, Liu Wuyan, Yi Han, and Duguxia were not confident that they could contain Zhang Fan just by relying on these spirit foxes, and they all used their hole card level killer moves, attacking without reservation.

Duguxia first used her charm technique at the cost of overdrawing her blood, which seemed to make Zhang Fan faintly and unconsciously have a hint of despising the enemy. In the end, the cold snow wind also made the cold wind roll sharp crystals like sharp blades around Zhang Fan in the shortest possible time. Subsequently, Liu Wuyan seemed to have lost his trace, and quickly approached Zhang Fan from another route with a top-level stealth technique.

The three of them belong to different sects, and it is naturally impossible to cooperate with each other as skillfully as some long-term inseparable combinations, but there is no doubt that these people must have had consultations and drills before to achieve such an effect.

Zhang Fan's body on the surface seemed to be still in place, and it seemed to be completely suppressed by the sudden series of attacks. He looked overwhelmed, as if he was enjoying and reveling in the attack. It wasn't until Liu Wuyan suddenly appeared close to perform a desperate kill that he woke up from his dream, but it seemed that the time was too late. A cold light mixed with spiritual power suddenly pierced the back of Zhang Fan's affected head, and the blood flew away along with the spiritual power.

"Something seems wrong! Since this master was so big and showed such momentum before, how could he be so vulnerable?" Duguxia seemed to realize something, but it was too late at this time. She was good at illusion and mental arts, but she was obviously more vulnerable to monks with more obvious spiritual power. Before he could ask for help, the whole person suddenly disappeared, and it seemed to the other two as if they had taken the initiative to perform some stealth tricks on themselves.

At this moment, before Liu Wuyan and Yi Han could be surprised, they suddenly found that the other party had suddenly transformed into a monk named "Li Feiyu" and began to cast some kind of spell that seemed to be able to give people a great threat.

The two didn't dare to slack off, and they all used all their strength to fight each other, but when they fought for a while, the two suddenly realized that something was wrong: "No! ”

However, before the two of them could react, Liu Wuyan disappeared abruptly. Yi Han, who felt a great fear, gave up his intention to fight and planned to escape, but after all, he did not escape Zhang Fan's pursuit, and was once again included in a mysterious artifact disguised by the Qiankun Shield.

In this battle, Zhang Fan showed a combat effectiveness that was significantly ahead of the two of them by more than two grades, and it seemed that he might not have a chance of winning against the characters who were around the second hundredth on the foundation building master list. And more importantly: at this time, some of the more sober-minded people can't tell if this strong man who is good at illusion and stealth is still hiding some means.

"Has there been some information from the formation in the ring, what is the approximate level of this person's spiritual power?" A Jindan peak monk sitting in the gambling game of the central ring also had to be a little interested in this mysterious genius.

"It's just that this person can hide my eyesight, and his spiritual power cultivation should be no less than that of an ordinary master of the Jindan Eight Rank realm. The doctor who personally examined Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

In this boundless continent, especially in the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, the gap in talent and level between top cultivators is actually very different because of the different exercises, magic weapons, and qualifications, and there is even another voice calling for the classification according to the actual strength that is not the level of their own cultivation on the surface. A Jindan powerhouse who is close to the peak strength of Jindan already has the qualification of "unconditionally opening the door and establishing a faction" according to the recognized standards. In terms of status, he is a strong man in the true sense

"Jindan eight-grade level spiritual power, no wonder this person has full confidence to challenge the monks outside the two hundred in the 125th district... The old man who was in the central gambling game couldn't help but sigh.

When Zhang Fan walked out of the ring, he released three opponents who seemed to have temporarily lost their combat effectiveness, and did not take the lives of those people, which also made many people in the arena breathe a sigh of relief: it seems that this person is not an arrogant person like an ordinary scattered cultivation genius powerhouse, and he can still deal with it to a certain extent.

"This is fifteen hundred top-grade spirit stones. For us small sects, this can't be regarded as a family background, and it can be regarded as a large expense, but we are the talk. The previous two lives can be regarded as accidental injuries... Seeing that Zhang Fan's real strength was far from what he had imagined before, these sects obviously changed their attitudes.

In this regard, Zhang Fan couldn't help but glance down at these sects a few times in his heart: In the past, I still felt that the Xuanfa Sect called you an evil way, but now it seems that even if it is a partial generalization, it may not be completely unreasonable. A truly respectable Jianghu, even if it is the supremacy of interests, must have the consciousness of seeking big profits and sacrificing small profits. It is not the work of a promising gang to give up the grudge of his own people in front of such a master who has not yet shown a clear background. . .

Of course, for these 1,500 top-grade spirit stones, Zhang Fan did not refuse. This level of harvest, Zhang Fan feels that it is a "minimum reward" that he has done on a long journey in the past few years, if he doesn't even have this harvest, then he might as well go to a wider range of seabed mining or go everywhere to touch porcelain and fight monsters. At the same time, of course, there is still a big distance between this "minimum income" and Zhang Fan's expectations, this level of spirit stone is probably only equivalent to the entire net worth of a Jindan eighth-rank powerhouse in the main world of the Ten Thousand Law Sect, but it is of course a little far from his own positioning. I am afraid that it is at least a thousand times more than a thousand times away from his true stage ideal, that is, the difference above a great realm, at least reaching the net worth of a primary god-level monk of the Ten Thousand Law Sect of this plane, which may be in line with his identity.

"By the way, it's not just you guys I'm going to challenge this time. Is there any news from the others?" asked Zhang Fan knowingly.

Under the spiritual power perception of Zhang Fan, a master at the peak of the transformation of gods, there are no secrets to the people in the entire ring gambling game. In the beginning, most of the people from 890 to 200 had no intention of coming. Because in the past, I have also encountered this kind of situation where the strong cultivators are challenged, and the three doors headed by the Qinghu Gate are the "gatekeepers", plus secretly give some money to the gambling game, so that the gambling game can be properly pulled and biased, and the interests of many people in the top 1,000 of this master list can be ensured.

It's just that no one estimated that a quasi-genius-level foundation building peak powerhouse would come to challenge, and it seemed that he really had the strength to challenge the top 200 people on the foundation building master list in District 125, so he started the message transmission operation.

"Hehe, Your Excellency doesn't have to be upset, I want to wait for a maximum of fifteen days, not only the masters near the two hundred masters of the master list, but also the relevant sects will come. Maybe even the powerhouses of the foundation building realm in the Ten Thousand Law Academy will also bring some people to come and take a look... ”

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