"Sect Master, this ......" Elder Lu Fan stopped when he wanted to speak.

Although Fang Feiyang had already given everyone too many surprises today, his cultivation was much lower than Yue Qingfeng after all, and after three consecutive battles, it was unknown how much soul power he had left.

Moreover, the Yunhai Immortal Sect has never been known for its "space-time formation", and Fang Feiyang has never received training and guidance for this kind of spell, would it be a bit risky to rashly make such a big bet on him?

Not only him, but Ye Han and Gu Junxie also had similar concerns.

However, Jiang Shan Zhenren seemed to be very confident, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a month, Fang Feiyang seems to have made great progress, I want to see how many surprises he can bring to everyone." ”

Since Jiangshan Zhenren said so, Lu Fan, Ye Han and Gu Junxie naturally have nothing to say.

"Jiangshan Zhenren is really generous!" Luoxue Zhenren looked at the "Yuan Mirage Pearl", and the expression on his face was a little gloating: "If Fang Feiyang loses, don't feel distressed!"

"Don't worry, it's just a "Yuan Mirage Pearl", and the Yunhai Immortal Sect can afford to lose. ”

And at this moment, another voice also came at the same time: "Since everyone's interest is so high, then let's Zhutiandao also participate." ”

As he spoke, Chun Seventeen took out a small bottle from his arms and slowly uncorked it under everyone's gaze.

I heard a long dragon groan, and a white cloud escaped from the mouth of the bottle, turning into a hideous image of a dragon head.

Chun Seventeen immediately plugged the cork back on, but at this moment, everyone already knew what was in the bottle.

A "Meteorite Dragon".

Legend has it that when a dragon dies unexpectedly, its soul essence will not dissipate, and will entrench around its corpse. Over time, this special kind of earth evil will be generated.

This kind of earth evil is full of dragon power, and it has a strong deterrent effect on other spirit beasts, and it is the evil qi that monks who are good at controlling beasts dream of.

"If the two of them win this game, this "Falling Dragon Evil" will be given to him. Chun Seventeen said with a smile.

As soon as this jade bottle was taken out, the eyes of most of the people in the audience became hot. Especially the disciples of Niutou Peak, that vision was almost bursting with fire.

"Reverse Scale" and "Yuan Mirage Bead" are precious, but they cannot be directly transformed into combat power, and require further sacrifice, while "Falling Dragon Demon" is different.

Any monk can have the opportunity to condense the words of the earth. It will be because its own strength has been greatly improved, not to mention that this "Meteorite Dragon Demon" also has a special effect in controlling beasts.

For Chun Seventeen's overly generous behavior, Luoxue Zhenren couldn't figure it out, and asked: "Liu Feng and Fang Feiyang competed, what is the matter with your Heavenly Dao?"

"It's none of our business. I just want everyone to see, the Heaven Splitting Pavilion and the Yunhai Immortal Sect have treasures, and we have the Heavenly Dao too!" Chun Seventeen said in a natural tone.

The demons of Zhutian Dao have always been unable to speculate on common sense, but after the three treasures of "Reverse Scale", "Yuan Mirage Pearl" and "Meteorite Dragon Demon" were taken out, the significance of this competition was extraordinary.

Any one of these three treasures taken outside alone would cause a bloody scramble, and now the three are put together. Whoever wins can take it all, which makes many people red-eyed and eager to end up on their own.

Even a true disciple of the Heaven Splitting Pavilion like Liu Feng. At this moment, my breathing is also a little heavy.

"Guys, I'm going to make a fool of myself. Liu Feng beckoned in all directions, then raised his sleeve and swiped his fingers on it.

His sleeves were already inflated, and as his fingertips flicked on them, the sleeves were actually covered with ripples.

Liu Feng suddenly reached into his sleeve. When I take it out again, I hold three flowers in my hand.

A moon season. Red as fire, a camellia. White as moonlight, there is a peony, pink and full of imperial air.

"How is it?" Liu Feng shook the three flowers in his hand and said defiantly.

"I see, you must be playing tricks, right?" Fang Feiyang suddenly realized: "Can you conjure a rabbit out of your hat?"

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, I'm not a trick!" Liu Feng said angrily, pointing at Chun Seventeen.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that among the various flowers blooming beside Chun Seventeen, the three largest and most delicate flowers were missing, one Yueji, one camellia, and one peony, and there were obvious traces of the flowers that had just been broken.

The position where Chun Seventeen was standing was at least a hundred meters away from Liu Feng, and for a master like Chun Seventeen, it was simply difficult for a soul master-level disciple to sneak close to her and then break the flowers beside her without her even noticing.

And the reason why Liu Feng was able to succeed was undoubtedly because of the space-time system formation, so he was able to pick these three flowers unconsciously at a distance of 100 meters.

And just now he was tinkering with his sleeve for a long time, obviously setting up the formation.

"Papapa" Chun Seventeen took the lead in applauding and said: "The sleeves of Zhutiandao are really very set, which is eye-opening." ”

"Hehe, it's just a little bit of a technique, it's not worth mentioning. A hint of pride flashed on Liu Feng's face, and he looked at Fang Feiyang and said, "As long as Senior Brother Fang can do the same, what's the matter if I admit defeat?"

"It's that simple?"

"Hmph, it's that simple!" Liu Feng stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

And Chun Seventeen also sneered and reminded: "I was defenseless just now, and now I want to pick flowers, but it's not so easy." ”

"Well, in that case, I'll give it a try. Fang Feiyang seemed to be talking to himself.

As he spoke, he also stretched out a finger and dotted it on his sleeve.

Liu Feng only glanced at it twice and then laughed: "You don't just watch me do it once, and you whimsically feel that you have learned what to do in your sleeves, right?"

"yes, I don't think it's difficult!" Fang Feiyang said seriously.

"Hmph, joke, I see that your fingertips don't contain soul power, and the depiction of the magic circle is completely disorganized, and it's clearly just pretending, is it really that everyone can't see it?"

"This is my own unique formation, you know a fart!"

"So, you're able to cast space-time spells with it?"

"Of course, what do you think?"

"Hmph, dream!" Liu Feng sneered: "If you can succeed like this, I would rather eat these three flowers in my hand." ”

"Really?" Fang Feiyang smiled: "Then you have to be ready." ”

Before he could finish speaking, his hands flashed with the light of his flickering star, and everyone heard a sound like a piece of paper being torn. (To be continued)