He gave the answer easily, Yao Zhenran thought for a while and realized a little, only Zhao Yuanxi thought about it for a while, and finally gave the answer of the Ten Thousand Years Fog Stone, and defeat was a foregone conclusion.

Zhao Yuanxi was defeated, and there were only two people competing for the top, Fang Ling and Yao Zhenran, one was a capable person who had won the position of leader many times and was knowledgeable, and the other was a disciple of Xianmen who was well-informed, and even Tang Wuyan could be convinced.

But the people who have personal grudges with the Yao family naturally hope that Fang Ling can win, and those who have a close relationship with the Yao family naturally look towards Yao, but no matter what, everyone's appetite is hanged.

Immediately afterwards, the fifth, sixth, and seventh spiritual objects were taken out one by one, each of which was taken from a strange realm that everyone had never heard of, and at this time, the other participants were really convinced, and felt that they had lost as a matter of course, even if they were lucky enough to break through to the last level, but who was sure that they could recognize seven spiritual objects in a row?

But at this time, the careful people found the subtle changes in the field, and after distinguishing seven spiritual objects in a row, Yao Zhenran was already a little tired, with a faint sweat on his forehead, and he took a deep breath from time to time, as if he had experienced a big battle.

However, Fang Ling still looked calm and relaxed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, like a spring breeze, as if it was easy to distinguish spiritual objects.

Everyone was secretly amazed, when they first saw the young man, they felt that although he had an extraordinary bearing, he was not very conspicuous compared to these masters, but now they only feel that he has a strong attraction, which makes people can't even take their eyes off.

Although Sun Shangling was so nervous that his palms and backs were sweaty, he had a strong premonition that Fang Ling would definitely be able to win, and he didn't know when, Fang Ling once again mastered the overall luck, and an invisible pressure overwhelmed Yao Zhenran.

At this time, the eighth spiritual object was carried up, which was a foot-high stone box, and when the stone box was opened, I saw a stalagmite inside.

The surface of the stalagmite is barrage, and the whole body is full of black gas, exuding a pure and extremely cold atmosphere, which makes the people in the underworld feel refreshing and indescribable comfort just by smelling it.

Yao Zhenran thought about it carefully, and after about half a pillar of incense, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he already had an answer.

Fang Ling also happened to find the clue of the stalagmite at this time, and found that this thing is an extremely rare Nine Yin Spirit Stone, this thing is made of gathering the Yin Qi of the ground, it takes a hundred years to grow into such a large piece, and it will take at least 10,000 years to grow into such a large piece, if there is a Nine Yin Spirit Stone by his side, the martial arts that are cultivated as the Qi of Yin and Cold Heaven and Earth will definitely advance thousands of miles every day, and it only takes dozens of days to reach the realm that others can achieve for decades.

However, just as Fang Ling was about to take out the sound transformation stone, he suddenly and keenly felt a trace of sun fire, he immediately stopped his movements, stared at the earth yin divine stone, and as soon as his five senses were released, he was suddenly taken aback, and there was a trace of sun fire energy mixed with the pure earth yin cold qi.

Fang Ling's cultivation of the sun fire was extremely pure, so his sense of this thing was also extremely keen, as soon as he sensed this, he immediately sensed that something was wrong, thought about it carefully, and collected clues in his mind.