During the three-day period, Maha has been contemplating the Maha Sutra in these days, and he feels more and more that this Sutra seems to record a spell, but it is obscure and impossible to understand.

On this day, on the Wang family's martial arts training ground, the monks of the Wang family, as well as the dozens of foreign Tianjiao, were all in the martial arts training ground.

In the middle of the martial arts training ground, there is a martial arts platform, and the four sides of the martial arts platform are erected, and the strength of this enchantment seems to be extremely unusual.

The monks stood around the competition platform, only waiting for Wang Changfeng's arrangement, while Wang Qian stood beside those foreign Tianjiao, as if they were also going to participate in the competition.

"Qian'er, what do you mean by this?" asked Wang Changfeng.

"Father, a few days ago, the child happened to arrive at the realm of transforming gods, and now these days Tianjiao has come to my Wang's house, the child is not talented, and I want to ask them for some teaching. Wang Qian's words are reasonable, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Okay! plus you, exactly twenty, as long as each of them, defeats one person, you can represent the Wang family and go to the competition. Wang Changfeng said.

"Okay! In this case, Zhou is not talented, and he is willing to be the first person!" I saw a big man with a beard on his face, barehanded, stepping on the competition platform.

His feet, like two golden mountains, made this competition platform tremble slightly, but fortunately, the enchantment existed, so that the competition platform was not damaged at all.

"Zhou Gang! I'm coming!" a skinny person quickly jumped into the competition platform and competed against it.

"Wu Xing, it turned out to be you!" Zhou Gang said.

"Come on!"

Rumble!

The competition was on the stage, and the people in the audience were not idle, and the identities of Wu Xing and Zhou Gang were immediately revealed by those who were interested.

"It turned out to be the Wu family and the Zhou family of Jiutian Peak, when they first came, they didn't recognize it yet!"

"It is rumored that the nine major families of the Nine Heavens Peak, each family, has a pole sitting on a peak, it seems that a long time ago, these nine major families belonged to the same sect, and then they were inexplicably split. ”

"The names of Wu Xing and Zhou Gang, although I have not heard of them, but since they are from the Zhou family and the Wu family, they must not be weak. And he is only in his thirties, and he has already stepped into the middle stage of transforming into a god, which is extraordinary!"

"They will definitely be able to compete with the Yan family's Tianjiao!"

The monks in the audience talked a lot, but almost all of them were praising the two people on the stage.

And the two people on the competition platform did not disappoint the monks, their strength was almost equal, their realms were comparable, and even the spells were comparable, it was really difficult to distinguish between high and low.

Their fighting quality is indeed good, and after fighting with each other for hundreds of moves, they didn't even give each other a chance to take advantage of, but the spiritual power of the two was seriously depleted.

Their physical strength is not enough, and their shooting speed and the spells they cast are not as strong and mighty as before.

The mountains that were originally condensed were tangible and qualitative, and the strength was strong, and when they fell, they were like mountains of gold and silver pouring down, and they would drop ten times with one force.

But now, the emptiness has its shape, and the spiritual power is insufficient, like a pale piece of paper, soft and vulnerable.

"Wu Xing, let it go!" Zhou Gang said angrily, and then slapped the palm that he had been holding back for a long time.

Zhou Gang and Wu Xing, both monks of the branch of their respective families, are not valued today, they can only travel separately and obtain enlightenment, and now they just encounter this opportunity, they will definitely not let go easily.

"Hmph! just waiting for your palm!" Who knows, Wu Xing laughed, flashed sideways, and hit Zhou Gang's right shoulder with a palm, directly causing Zhou Gang, without any resistance, to fall to the ground.

"Okay! This one, Wu Xingsheng!" Rao is Wang Changfeng, and he can't help but praise the word "good", Wu Xing has been able to endure so far, fighting with his physical strength, and defeating the enemy with one move, his mental nature can be known.

Next, Wang Gan couldn't wait to appear, he was facing a nobody, although he was also in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm, but at first glance, his qualifications were mediocre, and he was able to step into the Transformation God Realm, relying on years of accumulation, and within ten moves, he was defeated by the Wang family's big spell - Chuanuchi Hollow.

Subsequently, there were several wonderful exchanges, and those monks who came to the stage were either Tianjiao from nearby families or Tianjiao who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests.

And there are many people who have opened the ancient limit, and the most eye-catching one has actually opened the ancient limit, with a vast aura, which amazed the monks present.

Only a few years have passed, and without the guidance of a strong man, he can open the ancient limit, and he is indeed the pride of the heavens.

Seven martial arts competitions have passed, and before the eighth game starts, there are only six people left, and Wang Changfeng's eyes have been looking at Maha.

Maha could only laugh at this, he chanted Amitabha, step by step, and walked onto the competition platform.

"Hmph! pretend!" Immediately, one of the people looked at Maha uncomfortable, stepped on the jousting platform, and stood opposite him.

"Amitabha!" Maha bowed slightly.

"Hmph! Don't be pretty! What kind of Buddhism, I haven't heard of it, a kid from the mountains, pretending to be a ghost!"

Rumble!

After speaking, a monstrous palm, a huge palm wind, with the phantom of a real dragon, roared in the space, as if it wanted to destroy the enchantment, just the momentum overwhelmed a lot of the Transformation God Realm.

However, when Wang Changfeng was also surprised by such a powerful palm, he was slightly opened by Maha hand, as if caressing the spring breeze, making the palm wind lose its aggressiveness, like a warm spring breeze, blowing across his cheeks.

The monk who came out of the palm saw such a scene, and he was already horrified in his heart, and the self-confidence that he had accumulated was completely collapsed in one fell swoop.

"Let's go down......" Maha's feet, I don't know what to step on, his body floated slightly, and the speed was extremely fast, and under one palm, the people on the stage fell to the stage.

With such a powerful suppression, the strength of Maha and that person was immediate.

Maha is so powerful, so that Wang Qian and Wang De are impressed by this, and they have some complicated feelings in their hearts.

Wang Changfeng was not much surprised by this, but felt that it should be taken for granted.

Next, the other two games were also quickly decided.

The ten people who were defeated naturally felt that they had no face, and in a hurry, they left the palace after saying goodbye to Wang Changfeng.

"Okay, the competition in two days will depend on your ability! Remember, don't use magic weapons, charms, pills and other items, if you find out, you will be disqualified from entering the two forgotten realms!" Wang Changfeng deliberately reminded.

"Thank you Patriarch for the reminder!"

"Let's go down, get ready......"

Maha's room has always been calm, and the time of two days is just a moment of passing for the monk.

The time for the competition has arrived, Wang Changfeng took Maha, Wang Gan and other ten people, left Sichuan City, jumped over a high mountain, and came to the bottom of another high mountain.

When Wang Changfeng arrived, he saw the other eleven people, who were already waiting at the bottom of the mountain, and the old man at the head was smiling at Wang Changfeng.

"Why, so late? This time, you will admit defeat?" the old man asked.

"Zhang Yan, this time, I'm afraid I'm going to make you lose your wife and break your army again!" Wang Changfeng competed with him, and as soon as the two met, invisibly, the breath was already entangled with each other.

"Patriarch Zhang, don't be impatient, they will leave soon. I saw Zhang Yan's side, and a person said with a smile.

"In this way, there is the help of Prince Lao Yan. Zhang Yan hurriedly clenched his fists and said.

"Young Master Yan, is he the Yan family Tianjiao you invited?" Wang Changfeng attaches great importance to the Yan family Tianjiao.

"Okay! I don't want to talk nonsense, let's just get started! I also want to go in quickly, get some magic weapons and the relics, it sounds interesting?" Yan Chang said.

Although he is the Tianjiao of the Yan family's branch, in this place, he is an unbeatable Tianjiao, powerful and boundless, and there is no monk in the same realm, who can beat his edge.

He has this qualification to be proud, and he can even ignore Zhang Yan and other Conjurenation Realm cultivators, for the Yan family, although there are not many Conjurement Realms, there are not many of them, and Zhang Yan is not extreme, and he is not worthy of his respect.

"What Yan Gongzi said is, I don't know what Brother Changfeng thinks?" Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Then let's do the rules of the old man, first one person from each side, and the remaining ten people, it depends on which side has more people, and which side chooses to compare, but you can't fight one person in a wheel battle. Wang Changfeng said.

"Good!"

"Patriarch Zhang, let's come first!" Zheng Qi said, he is from the Pingyin Sect, he is the Tianjiao of the sect, and he came here to naturally benefit from the two forgetfulness realms.

"Okay! There is Lao Zheng Shaoxia!"

"Father, I'll come!" Wang Qian couldn't bear it and immediately wanted to make a move.

"No need! you can wait a little longer!" Wang Changfeng said.

"Then I'll do it!" Wu Xing said, facing Zheng Qi, who didn't know where he came from, he wanted to fish in troubled waters.

This time, half of the Tianjiao invited by the Zhang family came from the Non-Return Sect, the Pingyin Sect, the Yan Family, and the Tianji Sect, and he saw that Zheng Qi did not have any special place, so he wanted to fight for it.

Wang Changfeng didn't know which of the monks on the opposite side were Tianjiao from the sect and the Yan family, so he could only plan and then act, and take a look at the situation first, and he also intended to let Maha appear in the latter few.

However, in the first game, Wang Changfeng was worried, and Wu Xing was full of confidence, but he was ushered in a blow.

Zheng Qi seemed to be able to disappear out of thin air, and suddenly, Wu Xing couldn't find his trace, and then by surprise, he hit Wu Xing's back with a palm from a hidden place, causing him to stumble and fall.

At this point, Zheng Qi has won, and his identity as a Pingyin Sect is clearly revealed.

"Damn!" Wang Changfeng sighed secretly while maintaining the enchantment.

On the other side, Zhang Yan maintained the enchantment, but he was smiling.

Wu Xing took the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked out of the enchantment, and looked at Zheng Qi, although he was unwilling, but the other party was from the Pingyin Sect, and he was the Tianjiao of the sect, and it was not a fluke to be able to defeat him, so he could only lament his bad luck and met the monks of the Pingyin Sect.

Subsequently, on the Zhang family's side, another Tianjiao who did not return to the sect - Chen Dong, the non-returning sect is known as the head of the five sects, and the Tianjiao who came out of it is extremely powerful, and has reached the realm of transforming gods, almost all of them are monks who have been carefully cultivated by the sect, which should not be underestimated.

Chen Dong's sharp edge converged in his eyes, Wang Changfeng saw that his sharp edge was convergent, and he couldn't help but be secretly anxious, such a monk must come from the sect, and his strength is strong and unmatched.

In desperation, Wang Changfeng casually signaled to a weaker monk to let him go out and fight Chen Dong.

However, as soon as he fought with Chen Dong, Chen Dong let the monks present understand what a strong person from the sect is, not to return to the sect to be famous, but to be a great sect in the land of Prajna, and it is also the head of the upper five sects, standing in the land of Pranya for tens of thousands of years, never broken the inheritance, nor has it been destroyed by any force, its strength can be seen from this.

Chen Dong is also a well-cultivated Tianjiao in the sect, he is sharp and introverted, but as soon as he makes a move, the edge is revealed, invincible spells, strong actions, desperate, crazy like a wild beast, pushing the monk in front of him.

Rumble!

After a few moves, the monk on the Wang family's side was shaken out of the enchantment, seriously injured, and defeated.

"Go on!" Zhang Yan smiled slightly, as long as there were more people on his side who won, the more advantageous he would be.

"I'm coming!"

On the Zhang family's side, the Tianjiao of the Tianji Sect, Pingguzi, stood up.

On his body, he seems to have the breath of the five elements and gossip, controlling all things in heaven and earth, and the stars running, it seems that no matter what, he can find an opportunity that suits him according to the current time and place.

Tianji Sect has always been famous for Qimen Dunjia, Five Elements Bagua, and Divine Tricks, there are very few disciples of this sect, and in its heyday, there are less than 100 disciples in the sect, and the mystery and strength of Tianji Sect have been deeply imprinted into the hearts of monks in Prajna.

Wang Changfeng sensed the breath of Pingguzi, and he already knew that the other party was from the Tianji Sect, and his strategizing demeanor was extremely obvious.

"You go!" Wang Changfeng had no choice but to secretly transmit the sound and let the weakest one play.

According to the previous competition in the palace, among the ten people he brought, who was strong and who was weak, he had long been familiar with it.

This competition, another few moves, ended the competition, Pingguzi lived up to expectations, and soon ended the monks on the Wang family's side.

Three competitions, all three defeated, Wang Changfeng has words of suffering, and his arrogant arrogance is becoming more and more vigorous.

"In the next game, I'll come! A four-game losing streak is a good start!" Yan Chang said, stepping forward.

In the face of the Yan family's arrogance, no one present said much, after all, the other party had proud capital.

"That being the case, I'll come!" Wang Qian couldn't help but say.

"Amitabha, let's come down...... Maha said with his palms folded together and in a calm tone.

"Maha friend, he's ......"

"Amitabha! There is no high or low in the world, and there is no cloud to obscure your eyes. Maha said, stopped Wang Qian, and stepped into the enchantment.

"Bald, where did you come from? It's so difficult to participate in the competition, and you still have to fight to admit defeat?" Yan Chang sneered.

"The donor's words are serious. ”

"Bald, Buddhism has long since perished, don't you know it? If you want to enter the path of Buddhism, you are far from enough!" Yan Chang is not an ordinary monk, and he naturally knows a little about Buddhism, this mysterious and sudden extinction of the great religion.

"Please!"

"Hmph, let's look for death, give you a good time!" Yan Chang hated this kind of person who ignored his words the most, let alone appearing in such a small place and killing a person.

A flame dragon, along with the knife in his hand, rushed out, powerful and overpowered, looking at all things in the world.

The Yan family is already famous for its flames, and most of the Yan family's spells are related to the Yan Dragon, and they have some real dragon breath, which is extremely wonderful.

A flame dragon is already so powerful, with the power of rage, as if touching it will die.

However, such a Yan Dragon, in the hands of Maha, became a small red worm, and under the cover of one palm, the Yan Dragon was easily wiped out by him, became a spark, and fell to the ground with several palms.

This hand made Yan Chang's heart tremble, and he had an ominous premonition.

"Amitabha! The benefactor's murderous aura is too high, which is not conducive to continuing to practice such a violent spell. Maha said sincerely, the Yan family's spells were furious, and they had a certain impact on the monks.

However, the Yan family is the inheritance family of the Four Heart Formulas, and the cultivation of this method is focused on the heart, so it is natural to calmly master the Yan family's violent spells.

But Yanchang is not, from the branch vein, he has been trampled under the feet of the main vein Tianjiao, and over time, his mood is not good, and when he uses spells, the rage in his breath becomes more and more obvious.

"Hmph, don't worry about it!" Yan Chang said, pinching the trick in his hand, a thick flame seemed to burn the sky and boil the sea, and the temperature was rising.

"Don't put out the flame!"

Yan Chang grabbed the flames violently, connected with his fists, and smashed at Maha with one punch, the thick flames turned into an angry dragon, and directly hit Maha.

"Very good!" Maha smiled slightly, and the red light in his hand was raised, and then turned into a long rainbow and rushed into the flames.

Shout!

The flames subsided, and the red light continued to rush towards Yan Chang.

"Damn!" two defeats, this kind of failure, the arrogant Yan Chang, how could he bear it, and then he shouted, his whole body bloomed with blue light, his long blue hair, and his eyes were dyed blue, making him more and more vast.

"Ancient Limit! You're okay. However, there is no place for you in the top three. Maha said, on his body, the cyan light bloomed slightly, and the five angry dragons in his body roared.

This time, he didn't use the Extinction Dao Technique, after all, he was afraid that his identity would be exposed, and in today's Prajna Land, the monks who would destroy the Dao Recipe were afraid that only Yun Shao and himself would have to, so they couldn't use it easily until they were absolutely necessary.

The four ancient limits, although each has its own merits, but one ancient is more prosperous than the other, and the former ancient has absolute suppression of the latter ancient one.

Maha who mastered the primeval limit, for Yan Chang, who mastered the ancient limit, seemed to have the suppression of blood, which made him feel a little trembling.

Especially Maha deliberately did it, so that the breath of his own primeval limit collided with Yan Chang's ancient limit, and the effect was obvious!