After waiting in the teleportation array for a while, he saw the girl with a miserable white dead face draw the number four hundred and forty-seven and strode towards the formation. Her expression was cold and hard, and her eyes were like beads of dead objects embedded in her sockets, dark and dull, and lifeless to look at.

Her gaze and consciousness didn't sweep over the body of Fu Yi, and after entering the formation, she found a random place to stand, staring at the ground in front of her toes in silence. For some reason, several monks around the girl instinctively avoided it, and when they reacted to it, they also felt strange, and when they felt it carefully, there seemed to be no special aura coming out.

The girl's identity as an evil cultivator is not difficult to see through, but everyone doesn't want to avoid it when they see an evil cultivator, so the tacit dodge just now is particularly strange. The afterglow of the clothes has been paying attention to the situation over there, but unfortunately the divine sense can't be detected, and there is no way to know what is avoidable about the girl.

Without waiting for her to think about it, ninety-nine foundation building monks had already gathered in the teleportation array, and the Jindan Consummation Female Cultivator outside the barrier said to the inside: "After entering the secret realm, gather in the sub-arena by yourself, go west for the treasure hunting competition, and go east for the election race." As her words fell, the formation engulfed the monks in a flash of light.

The ultra-short-distance teleportation will not allow the physical body to have any induction, even the qi refining cultivator can pay the spirit stone to teleport into the secret realm to watch the battle and participate in the bet, after the formation is activated, the strong light will disappear, and when the line of sight returns to normal, everyone is already a boundless red grassland in front of them.

Fu Yi and Song Sihua said goodbye, and walked west with more than forty monks who participated in the Treasure Hunt, and the evil cultivator girl was also in second rank. Taking advantage of the monk's dispersion, Fuyi took the opportunity to carefully observe her breath, but did not sense anything wrong.

The girl does have an evil aura on her body, but there is nothing special about it that makes people avoid it, and she still hasn't relaxed her vigilance. Several monks made dodging movements at the same time, it was no coincidence, the girl must have something unusual about the evil cultivators, but it was extremely well restrained, and it was difficult to be noticed.

The monk was sluggish by the increased vigilance, and she was now extremely wary of the girl, unable to use her instincts to sense where the danger came from.

Fu Yi, who gave up observation, no longer thought about the follow-up risks, and it was unknown whether she could match the girl, and even if she did, would she still let the other party kill her. Not to mention that there is a formation in the ring to put an end to life and death fighting, even if there is no formation, she will not be afraid of an evil cultivator of the same realm.

After galloping forward for a distance, I saw a neatly arranged array of spiritual light in the distance, like small domes covering the grassland. The ground in the formation was flat and hard, with dazzling array patterns carved on it, and each ring was not too big, and there was not much room for the monk to perform.

In this way, it can increase the difficulty of the fight, and it will also speed up the process of each competition, if each ring occupies a radius of more than ten miles, a fight may last all day.

In order to facilitate the monks to watch the battle, the formation barriers are all transparent, and it only looks like they are separated by an almost invisible diaphragm, and only when they are close can they feel the powerful power of the formation. Supplemented by the enchantment laid by the Yuanying Monk, it is impossible for the residual power of the fighting method to spread to the outside and affect the spectators.

After the first batch of monks arrived, many more contestants came one after another, in the spirit of friendship first competition second, everyone had a polite smile on their faces, and occasionally nodded their heads in the air to say hello.

There were only a few cold-faced monks who didn't want to communicate with people, and the dead-faced girl was naturally one of them. Whisk found that she was not only cold, but also occasionally showed a hint of contempt in her eyes, not for one person, but for everyone.

This made Fu Yi a little confused. Everyone is in the early stage of foundation building, and the evil cultivator is not the type with the top combat power, where did he get the courage to despise all the monks of the same level present?

Although there are also people with amazing combat power in the evil cultivators, due to the influence of the exercises and state of mind, there will always be self-damage after a burst of outbreaks, and the follow-up combat power will gradually fail to keep up. Even if the girl is a perfect foundation, it is impossible to crush all the same ranks.

Unless she's a Jindan monk...... A slightly ridiculous thought suddenly flashed through Fuyi's mind, and as soon as it appeared, it could no longer linger. If the girl was in the Jindan period, the anomalies in her body that attracted people to avoid and the lazy contempt in her eyes would be reasonable.

There are many kinds of secret techniques for monks to hide their cultivation, in addition to self-constricting spiritual breath and suppressing cultivation, there are also some auxiliary magic weapons that can also make people unable to see the true realm. When Fu Yi first saw Bai Ze, he could only judge that he was in his infancy by instinct and experience, and if he only observed with his naked eyes and divine sense, it was absolutely impossible to detect the clues.

Some secret techniques and magic weapons are very subtle, and they can even hide from high-level monks, and deceive formations that have no spiritual wisdom, which is like exploiting loopholes in the crowd, and there are always gaps that can be exploited.

Fu Yi could almost determine that the dead-faced girl was one of the golden pills that cultivated the killing path in the Valley of Evil Spirits.

At this moment, the Jindan Consummation Female Cultivator who was guarding the formation came to the sword, and sacrificed a small bead suspended in the air, and between the flipping of his hands, a small talisman jumped out of the air, and he disappeared into the bead in a flash.

The originally colorless beads erupted into a circle of colorful halos, forming a huge dark red light curtain in the air, with a total of ninety-nine simple paintings of the ring above, which can show the number of the current contestants and the victory or defeat of each game.

"Contestants should not go far, according to the light curtain number on the field of competition, do not exchange tokens without permission, violators will be severely punished. The Jindan nun said in a serious tone, with a coercion that made people dare not take chances.

Fu Yi came back to his senses, and hesitated to make a small report......

The dead-faced girl competes in the Jindan realm, and she will definitely be able to beat the other party in every game, even if she won't face her in the preliminary round, she will meet in the final sooner or later. It's impossible to win, even if you don't get killed on the spot by the dead face, you will definitely leave a dark wound that is difficult to recover, and the most important thing is that the reward for the first place has nothing to do with her.

Obviously eighty or ninety percent sure of getting the fragment of the machine spirit again, but he had to watch the opportunity pass by in front of him, and Fu Yi felt that he really couldn't do it. But this kind of thing is always a little unreliable, in case the secret technique of the dead man's face is so exquisite that even this Jindan Consummation Female Cultivator can't be investigated, wouldn't it be in vain to startle the snake?

Fu Yi was sure that the steward of Xianyun Pavilion would not care, if she couldn't find out, she would definitely report to the high-ranking monks in the pavilion, but before the high-level monks arrived, who could guarantee that the dead face would not be in trouble in the secret realm?

If this dead face is also Jindan Perfection, fighting with the steward will cause a catastrophe, this small secret realm crowded with foundation building monks, there are not many safe places for everyone to hide.

It would be nice to be able to hint at the steward without a trace, but the sword was suspended in the air, and the contestants couldn't get close to it. When he was at a loss, the light curtain showed the number of the first to play, and the number 666 was among them.

When he saw the number of his opponent clearly, he was overjoyed, "This is really early and coincidental." "The one who fought against her was No. 447, a dead-faced girl, and the two of them seemed to collide with each other unintentionally, and they both saw the killing intent in each other's eyes.

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