"Ouyang Daoyou praised falsely, your junior is not bad, but he is a little heavier. ”

Wang Changsheng said politely, and the two sides praised each other.

Following Wang Changsheng's gaze, in a certain ring, Ouyang Yuerong's whole body was wrapped in red flames, and most of the ring turned into a sea of fire.

It didn't take long for the flames to dissipate, and a young nun unclothed lay in a steaming pit, her breath wilting.

"The concubine doesn't think that the sword has no eyes, if you keep your hand, wouldn't it give the opponent a chance? ”

Zhang Wuchen said nonchalantly.

Wang Changsheng smiled indifferently and did not refute.

In a certain ring, a girl in a blue skirt with clear eyebrows drove nine cyan flying swords, released dense cyan sword qi, and hit Zhang Hongwu.

Zhang Hongwu was not in a hurry, and as soon as his jade hand flipped over, a small and delicate cyan bell appeared in his hand.

Bang Bang Bang!

Three bells rang, and circles of cyan sound waves visible to the naked eye swept out, and all the cyan sword qi touched the cyan sound waves, as if the snow was melting in spring, and they all collapsed and disappeared.

The girl in the green skirt frowned, and was about to take other actions when a giant fireball the size of a house smashed from the opposite side.

She snorted lightly, and with a flick of her wrist, a large piece of cyan sword qi flew out, smashing the giant fireball to pieces, and the flames scattered in all directions.

A blue light flashed overhead, and a huge cyan bell emerged, flickering slightly, spewing out a large cyan sound wave.

The aura of the girl in the green skirt was shattered in an instant, and the whole person turned into a rain of blood and burst, and the scene was very bloody.

"Zhang Hong dances. ”

Ouyang Hongsheng frowned slightly, and said to Zhang Wuchen: "Mrs. Zhang, let your people not hurt people's lives as much as possible, hurt harmony, and it is not good for everyone." ”

More than 1,000 immortal cultivators participated, and now there are forty people left, and these forty immortal cultivators have a high chance of advancing to the Yudan period, Zhang Hongwu killed the opponent, and Ouyang Hongsheng couldn't ignore it.

"The concubine will tell her about it, but the sword has no eyes, and this kind of thing is still difficult to guarantee. ”

Zhang Wuchen readily agreed, listening to her words, she didn't take it seriously, maybe she had another plan.

Wang Youwei had bad luck and fell in love with Huang Fuyu, a monk of the Heavenly Spirit Root.

He sacrificed the magic weapon and slashed at Huang Fu Yu's arm, and there was a muffled sound of metal colliding, and the puppet beast could not hurt Huang Fu Yu.

Huang Fuyu wore a pair of golden gloves on both hands, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes had a hint of banter.

"Hey, it's my turn next. ”

Huang Fuyu smiled, turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Wang Youwei.

"I threw in the towel. ”

Wang Youwei shouted loudly while offering a blue shield in front of him.

Magic weapons and puppet beasts can't hurt Huang Fu Yu, Wang Youwei's chances of winning are not big, of course, Huang Fu Yu is the key training object of Huang Fu's family, if you cripple or kill Huang Fu Yu, the Wang family and Huang Fu's family will have a mortal enemy, Wang Youwei can't master the scale, just admit defeat.

Most of the foundation building monks who fought with Huangfu Yu were seriously injured, knowing that the odds of winning were not great, Wang Youwei naturally would not fight hard.

To be a man must be self-aware, compared to face and life, it is not worth mentioning, and the big husband can bend and stretch.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Fuyu had already arrived in front of Wang Youwei, and the golden circle smashed on the blue shield, and the blue shield was instantly torn apart.

With a muffled sound, Wang Youwei's defenses were all shattered, and the whole person flew out upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

"Huangfu Yusheng!"

With the referee shouting, Huang Fuyu jumped out of the ring triumphantly.

"Uncle Youwei, are you okay?"

Wang Jiyun hurriedly came to the stage and helped Wang Youwei up.

Wang Youwei's eyes were gloomy, he had already admitted defeat, and Huang Fuyu was going to hurt him, making it clear that he wanted to use him to warn other opponents.

"I'm fine, this guy is really perverted, I hope Hua Biao won't run into him. ”

Wang Youwei's tone was weak, and his face was bloodless.

"Yu'er, this kid doesn't take it seriously, the young man is impulsive. ”

Huangfu sighed, obviously defending Huangfu Yu.

"Yes, the young man is a little impulsive, and that's how we all came over, understandably. ”

Wang Changsheng's tone was flat, as a Yuanying monk, he would not resent the Huangfu family because of this trivial matter.

The Treasure Hunting Conference is actually a way for various forces to show their strength, and Wang Changsheng is curious about what kind of spirit Zhang Hongwu is.

The children of well-qualified disciples and high-ranking monks will use secret techniques to hide their qualifications, and it is difficult for other monks to see unless the spirit body takes the initiative to say it.

At the end of this round of competition, 20 foundation building monks advanced to the next round, and the other 20 foundation building monks competed again, and the winner advanced to the top 30.

This time, Wang Huabiao's opponent is a black-faced man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, the black-faced man has the cultivation of building an eight-layer foundation, and the muscles all over his body are bulging and full of strength.

At the beginning of the competition, the black-faced man sacrificed a black long stick, and after injecting mana, the light of the black long stick rose sharply, and the shadow of the stick was transformed, and he smashed it straight to Wang Huabiao with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Wang Huabiao's figure blurred, turned into an afterimage, and went straight to the black-faced man, the black-faced man's attack failed, and the small half of the ring was smashed by the heavy stick shadow, and the dust was flying.

With his flexible body, Wang Huabiao scurried around in the ring, and the black-faced man had brute strength, and there was no way to take Wang Huabiao.

Wind attribute alien spirit root, if you talk about speed, the black-faced man is really not as good as Wang Huabiao.

Half an hour later, the black-faced man was tired and panting, Wang Huabiao suddenly appeared behind the black-faced man, and with a flick of his fingers, a dazzling blue light flew out and submerged into the black-faced man's body.

The black-faced man's limbs bent uncontrollably, as if an invisible hand had grabbed his hands and feet.

Countless black spirit patterns emerged from the black-faced man's body, and he broke free from the wind binding technique, and a cyan dragon fell from the sky, and the huge dragon claws pressed the black-faced man to the ground, unable to move.

"Wang Hua is victorious. ”

The referee announced that Wang Huabiao had won, and the cyan dragon let go of its claws.

In a certain ring, Chen Yunhai's right hand smashed towards the void, and countless seawater surged out, suddenly turning into a blue fist shadow five or six zhang large, hitting the opposite side.

After a deafening roar, the opponent's defenses shattered, and they flew upside down, vomiting blood.

"Chen Yunhai wins. ”

This round of competition ended quickly, Ouyang Yuerong, Huang Fuyu, Zhang Hongwu, Chen Yunhai, Feng Yunyang, Wang Huabiao, Ouyang Mingli, Ouyang Mingshuang, Ouyang Yuruo, Ouyang Yulin ten people competed for the top ten, Wang Youwei also won the competition, and ten foundation building monks competed for the twenty-first to thirty.