In less than a moment, Sima Kun's figure quickly appeared on the viewing platform, with a trace of excitement in his eyes, mixed with sincere fear. It wasn't until he saw Shi Yifeng's face that a heavy hatred in his eyes was undisguised, he snorted, and then bowed to Ouyang Batian.

"Sima Kun, Wei Daoyou has told me about the grievances between you and Shi Yifeng, and we will not interfere in the grievances between the two of you. Wait until here, and then make a final conclusion, and life and death will be in peace. After losing these, he glanced at Wei Yizhen lightly.

"The revenge of killing the father, not sharing the sky, until death!" Sima Kun's eyes were hideous, and he looked at Shi Yifeng's eyes like looking at a prey to be slaughtered.

"Sima Kun, Shi's grandfather's soul is in your hands, if you dare to hurt the slightest, Shi will destroy your entire clan. At the same time as Shi Yifeng spoke, the corners of Wei Yizhen's mouth kept squirming, and Ouyang Batian over there nodded for a while, and his thoughtful expression was seen by Shi Yifeng without a trace.

"Okay, let's put an end to this matter for the time being, about the soul of your grandfather, this seat vouches for you, when you two fight to the death, as the spoils of the victor. Ouyang Batian waved his right hand, signaling Sima Kun to retreat, and then nodded at Wei Yizhen and closed his eyes.

"You go back with peace of mind, there will be nothing to do about your grandfather's soul. Wei Yizhen's words were like reassuring Shi Yifeng.

Just as Shi Yifeng was about to leave the viewing platform, Ouyang Batian slowly opened his eyes, as if he was saying something to Wei Yizhen, Shi Yifeng vaguely heard a few words, Demon Beast Battlefield. The two seemed to be afraid of leaking some rumors, and began to secretly spread the news.

At the same time, the first round of fighting methods on the fighting platform Yuan Ying and out-of-body realm announced that the second round of fighting methods would enter tomorrow with the completion of the last competition. But no one dared to underestimate this cultivator, after all, at the last Immortal Ascension Conference, this person was famous.

And in addition to the four people of the entire Dao Sect who entered the next round, there was also Dao Feng's Xuyun Senior Brother who easily defeated the opponent with almost no effort, and this defeated opponent was naturally convinced. And the other second-generation disciples of the main peak, except for Fu Mingyue and Liu Tong, did not enter the next round.

Counting these people, there are a total of seven people in the entire Dao Sect, and a total of seven people have entered the second round of the competition in the out-of-body period, which can be regarded as the best result in the previous immortal ascension conferences, as for the competition in the Yuan Infant Period, the Dao Sect was wiped out. However, this does not affect the mood of the two real people, this kind of achievement is enough for them to make people's blood boil.

As for the competition in the Jindan period, except for Shi Yifeng, the disciples of the Dao Sect participated in the fighting method due to special reasons, and the rest of the second-generation disciples had successfully broken through to the next realm long before Yijiazi, while those third-generation disciples, because the cultivation time was too short, the highest time could have reached the realm of the late stage of qi induction. This situation made the rest of the Dao Sect stunned, and then they all covered their mouths and chuckled.

"I don't know if Xiao Qi woke up or not, presumably after this sleep, its ability will change dramatically, don't deny me as a brother when the time comes. "Sitting quietly on the edge of the fighting platform and watching the people on the stage coming and going, I couldn't help but have that cute divine beast in my mind, a baby-like voice, but there is a golden pill cultivation, presumably when I break out of the cocoon this time, I will throw out a big part of myself. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but have a knowing smile on my face.

The fight on the stage is almost coming to an end, and the strength of these two people does not seem to be too different. One of them was cultivating the Water Attribute Exercise, and around this person, bursts of water mist seemed to emerge out of thin air, constantly pressing towards the opponent. And the other person is obviously not an idle person, his body is churning, the red fire on his hands is continuous, trying his best to resist the opponent's attack.

The magic weapon of the two is also very different from others, the cultivator who cultivates the water attribute exercise, above his head is a blue magic weapon like a bead, which looks quite extraordinary. However, what the opponent has in his hand is a magic weapon in the shape of a folding fan, and bursts of fire continue to shoot out with the swing of the folding fan in his hand, rushing towards the opponent. For a while, it entered the stage of stalemate, and neither side could help each other for the time being.

"It's fast, and in less than a stick of incense, the winner will be decided. "The last competition was particularly eye-catching. These onlookers were all cultivators who had already finished the competition, so much so that in the end, the onlookers surrounded the entire Doufa platform. I don't know what the reason is, but these people don't shy away from Shi Yifeng, and the dense figures are dense. In the end, Shi Yifeng had to stand up to see the fight.

At this time, the monk who cultivated the water attribute exercise seemed to be impatient, and shouted: "Fuji Daoyou, if Your Excellency can catch the final blow of Feng Mou, then Feng Mou is willing to admit defeat." After saying this, the blue bead magic weapon above his head suddenly split into three, and the three beads kept rotating above his head, as if he was arranging an extremely powerful formation.

The monk surnamed Teng was also not to be outdone, and shouted: "That vine is not self-sufficient." The mouth kept chanting the incantation, and the folding fan in his hand increased several times out of thin air, more than one person long, and the folding fan was all unfolded, and a red light appeared on the folding fan, and it flew straight towards the other party. And himself, too, flew towards the sky at a very fast speed, as if he couldn't control the attack power of the folding fan, for fear that he would be affected.

It was too late, it was too late, and the man surnamed Feng also sent out the final blow at the same time, and the three beads of blue light won a big victory, enveloping the entire Doufa platform, and the two different rays of light collided together in an instant. Immediately afterward, a loud boiling sound spread in all directions. After a long time, the light dissipated, and a person on the fighting platform sat there quietly, while a person outside the stage supported his hands on the ground, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

"Fujimichitomo, you've won. After saying this, the person in the audience seemed to have lost his support, lying heavily on the ground, motionless.

"In this battle, Fuji Shun wins!" a voice sounded from near the fighting platform. At this time, the monk surnamed Fuji on the stage also seemed to be holding on, and when he heard the sound of the results of the fight, he seemed to have lost all his strength and fell straight to the rear.

"A tragic victory, although the two of them have cultivated equally, but this monk surnamed Teng is all relying on a belief to support himself. In the crowd, there were voices of discussion. Then a few people who seemed to be friends with the monk Nato hurriedly rushed over to lift them up and galloped away from the field.