In the first round of fighting, Tong Ming had good luck and had a bye, so he had another day to continue to look for the spirit grass and spirit flower and prepare to make talismans.

It seems that his good fortune continues, and this time he actually found a clump of grimace flowers and a swarm of ghostly bees...... It's all good material for making talismans.

Grimace Flower, after simple refining, can be entered into the talisman, made into a flower shield talisman, the grade is as high as five grades, such a degree of defense is basically under the foundation building period, no one can break it.

Phantom poisonous bees, their names sound a little scary, but their grade is only a first-level monster, and the most critical thing is the bee sting, especially the bee stings of a group of phantom bees, all of which can be made into a hundred venomous stinger talismans, and the grade is as high as six grades.

Very strong, fierce and mighty, once such a powerful thorn talisman is cast, in this kind of talisman cultivation contest one day, the time is very short, and few people can make a defensive talisman higher than the sixth grade, not to mention that everyone's cultivation is limited to below the foundation building period, so it is almost certain that once Tong Ming casts the talisman, he will defeat the opponent.

Tong Ming was very happy.

When the time came, he came to the peak of the second round of fighting with confidence, handed over the nameplate, and was responsible for the two disciples of the Fu Alliance Council who were stationed here, strictly checked the nameplate, and there was no problem, Tong Ming rushed to the competition venue...... On one side, there is a huge and flat bluestone rock with a square circle of 100 zhang.

His opponent is, Wu Xingyuan.

"Hey, you're not dead yet. Tong Ming greeted him with a smile: "After a while, I'll send you to die, okay." ”

Before, Wu Xingyuan teamed up with Qiu Nianzu and Jiang Tong to create a talisman banner and trap Tong Ming and Li **, of course Tong Ming remembered this guy.

It's just that this Wu Xingyuan lowered his head slightly and made no sound, and directly took out a pure white talisman, which was blessed with vitality and activated.

A white mist spreads in all directions......

Tong Ming was immediately alert, but soon found that these white mist were not directly harmful to him, and he did not even float over to surround him. On the contrary, Wu Xing continued to bless the magic tricks, driving these white mist to spread out in all directions, surrounding the edge of the entire bluestone rock and the sky, so that it was like an extra layer of white mist tent.

Outside, the two disciples of the Fu Alliance Council who were in charge of this place were also very puzzled.

"What's going on?

"Ecstasy Rune?Transform into a mist of mystery, envelop the opponent, confuse the opponent's mind, and then take the opportunity to attack...... No, using the magic rune can only cover the opponent in the fog, how can you cover yourself in it. The fog trap is like a prison cage surrounded by countless cotton, struggling and powerless to attack, and the result is that it is completely trapped by the soft and unable to move...... It's not right.,The fog trap charm should be compressed and thick.,Close to the opponent.,How can it all spread out like this.,Sleepy fart.。 ”

"Outside, isn't it, the talisman that Wu Xingyuan turned out is a defective product, and when it is released, it will be dispersed. ”

"Maybe. ”

The two of you are seriously discussing it.

Tong Ming was shocked, he had already discovered the strangeness of this fog barrier.

First of all, it is to isolate the audio-visual and the exploration of the divine thoughts, at this time, the two disciples on the periphery can only vaguely see the two figures surrounded by the white mist, who is Tong Ming and who is Wu Xingyuan, the specific two are not clear at all, and they can't hear the sound inside clearly, and as soon as they touch the fog barrier with the use of the divine thoughts, the divine thoughts disappear like a stone sinking into the sea.

Secondly, the entire circle of fog includes the fog covered by several feet high in the sky, which seems to be hazy and dreamy, and it seems that it can be pierced with a finger, but in fact it is a circle of barriers that cannot be broken through. Tong Ming had already tried it, and turned into a sharp thorn more than a foot long with a wind thorn, and suddenly pierced the thin mist barrier behind him, unexpectedly, the sharp thorn touched it and felt weak and unable to move an inch, which was extremely strange.

Tong Ming suddenly understood: the guy on the opposite side didn't intend to use the white mist to attack him, but to use the fog barrier to prevent him from escaping, so, obviously, the guy on the other side thought that he would kill Tong Ming.

Tong Ming immediately became alert, and he hurriedly turned into a second-grade stone shield talisman and a fifth-grade flower shield talisman, one left and one right, suspended beside him for defense.

"Tong Ming, I'm here to avenge my third brother. The guy on the other side spoke.

At the same time, Wu Xingyuan's face distorted sharply, fluctuating, deforming, and trembling suddenly, and in a few breaths, that face completely changed, turning into a rough and vicious face.

"Beimen Yong?" Tong Ming was shocked for a moment, and then calmed down: "Nima, an impostor, pretending to be Wu Xingyuan to compete." ”

He knew this person, before, the three brothers of the North Gate teamed up to attack and kill Tong Ming, and that time, Tong Ming remembered this enemy.

It's just that he never thought that Beimen Yong would use the secret treasure of the Ghost Rune Sect, the phantom shirt, to forcibly ingest Wu Xingyuan's face, body, and entire appearance, and then bless it on his appearance, so that Beimen Yong could blend into the Fu Cultivation Competition.

Not only that, Beimen Yong also made two preparations, one is to find the disciple who originally held the nameplate and should fight Tong Ming, and lured him to exchange the nameplate at a high amount, so Beimen Yong could come here with the nameplate and fight with Tong Ming.

Another preparation, according to the instructions of the North Gate Crown, the Ghost Rune Sect secretly hid a talisman in the remote boulder of the Shattered Crystal Mountain Range. Therefore, Beimen Yong first found the talisman, and then today, he used the talisman to dissolve the fog barrier, the purpose was to prevent Tong Ming from escaping, and to isolate the outside world's audio-visual and divine thoughts.

In this way, no one would know that he had infiltrated pretending to be Wu Xingyuan.

He has done so many things because Beimen Yong is sure that he will kill Tong Ming.

Suddenly, Beimen Yong put on a strange posture with his whole body distorted, and cooperated with the chanting spell, and after a while, there was a soft sound of "poof" in his body, and the "strong limit charm" that he had blessed before the start of the game completely shattered...... Beimen Yong's cultivation is unrestricted, and in this way, he is as high as the foundation building period of the fifth level.

"Oops, awful, terrible. ”

Tong Ming muttered in his heart: "My cultivation is limited to the fivefold condensation period, and I am definitely not the opponent of the fivefold foundation period of the North Gate Yong Foundation Period, and the talisman I made in a hurry is used to deal with the opponent who is also restricted from cultivation, that is enough, but it is used to deal with the North Gate Yong who is far beyond myself...... That's choking. ”

"Wait, wait. ”

Tong Ming calmly waved his hand at the north gate, walked over, approached, and said, "Yes, it was I who killed the north gate flowing water, but you should thank me." ”

". Beimen Yong scolded angrily, and he strode towards Tong Ming.

"Do you think, after your father's Beimen Guan retires, who will be the next sect master of your Ghost Fu Sect?" Tong Ming continued to walk towards Beimen Yong quietly, and at the same time enlightened: "Your father is very partial, obviously the North Gate has more opportunities to flow water than you, as can be seen from this competition, your father is helping him forcibly improve his cultivation, and he is also giving away the secret treasure spirit rune." In addition, once Beimen Liushui wins the first place in this competition and becomes the apprentice of the alliance leader, over time, your third brother will definitely be the best candidate for the next alliance leader. ”

"That's right, you don't have a chance at all, thanks to me, I extinguished the flowing water at the north gate and cleared the biggest obstacle for you. Don't bother, the sect leader of the Ghost Fu Sect in the future must be yours, so ah, you really have to thank me. ”

"Oh. Unconsciously, Beimen Yong had already changed from striding to moving slowly, and he was still thinking: "And my eldest brother, his cultivation has reached the period of separation, and he is much more powerful than me." ”

"No, his legs and feet are useless, he sits all day, no matter how powerful he is, your father will not let a crippled be the sect master. ”

"That's right. Beimen Yong stopped and stood, frowning, slightly puzzled, still pondering, he was more than vicious and lacked wisdom.

At this time, Tong Ming was already less than a foot away from Beimen Yong, his left hand moved slightly, turned into a talisman, a sharp bamboo dart inch long, flashed, the next breath, has arrived, and pierced Beimen Yong's left eye.