The crowd was horrified.

Including the nine people of the Divine Sword Sect who participated in the competition, they were also surprised.

Yan Jianfei even showed a red light on his face.

And the initiator of the incident did take out a parasol, a recliner, a pair of sunglasses, and a few bottles of Coke in the bewildered eyes of everyone.

Yang Fan was lying comfortably on the recliner, wearing sunglasses, drinking Coke, known as Fat Boy's Happy Water, very leisurely.

It's just that this kind of thing, which only people on earth understand, seems strange to others.

With the end of the second match, it will be the last time, but it will be set in ten days, in order to give those who have been injured time to heal.

The third competition was to hunt ferocious beasts in another secret space. The strength of the fierce beasts there was slightly stronger than that of the outside world, mainly because the aura content in the secret realm space was one layer higher than that of the outside world.

After killing the beast, you need to take out the crystal nucleus in the beast's body, and where the crystal nucleus is, each beast is different.

"Sun Wukong, Shizun already knows what happened here, he is very pleased, and praises you for being a genius that is rare in 10,000 years. With you, the future of the Excalibur Gate is hopeful. ”

In front of the other disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, Xun Jianfei had to pretend that the elders cared for the juniors, and in private, Xun Jianfei would not do this.

Everyone else also looked at Yang Fan with grateful eyes.

Among them is Long Yangjun.

After understanding how Yang Fan was forcibly seized in front of the disciples of many forces, Yang Fan's strength finally conquered Longyang Jun, who had always respected his strength.

Xing Yating smiled, curious about how Yang Fan cultivated.

She was ignorant of affection, and she had a strange mood at the moment, and she was inexplicably happy when she saw Yang Fan.

"Monkey King. ”

A somewhat familiar female voice came.

At this moment, the people of the Alchemist Guild also came here.

"Elder Yin. ”

Yao Zun, the general president of the Alchemist Guild who spoke, and the coercion from the strong including Yang Fan, all the people of the Divine Sword Sect unconsciously had more respect.

"President Yao. ”

The sword flew and arched his hand.

"I've seen the medicine seniors. The other disciples of the Divine Sword Sect hurriedly moved.

Behind Yao Zun, there were a few people who had helped before.

It's just that, except for Qu Youyou, everyone else is respectfully behind Yaozun, and they don't dare to have the slightest transgression.

This strange phenomenon made him curious about Qu Youyou's identity.

"Sun Wukong, I called you, how do you answer me. ”

Qu Youyou suddenly grabbed Yang Fan's shirt and pulled him aside.

"Ahem..."

Qu Youyou's abrupt move was also very embarrassing for Yaozun.

"I'm sorry, this is my granddaughter Qu Youyou, who is simple-minded and doesn't understand these people's sophistication. ”

Yaozun explained, and then shouted to Qu Youyou.

"Yoyo, the public, what kind of system. ”

It's just that Qu Youyou didn't put Yaozun's words in his ears at all, and talked about it himself.

"Thank you so much for helping me with the Alchemist Guild. ”

"Little things. ”

"If you can, you can come to my house if you have time. ”

Qu Youyou danced happily.

"Uh...... Are all the girls in this cultivation world so open?"

"This..."Qu Youyou's behavior has always been seen by Xing Yating, and inexplicably, she vaguely feels uncomfortable.

"Sun Xiaoyou, what you said is right, you have helped me so much in the Alchemist Guild, if you have any difficulties, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse. ”

Yaozun was full of pride, and at this moment, he seemed to have returned to his youth.

"Dissatisfied with Xiaoyou, in terms of the level of alchemy, my alchemist union is not weaker than Danta at all. Eighth-grade or even ninth-grade pills are not a problem. ”

"That's not necessary, after all, I'm actually an alchemist. ”

"Oh?!"

Yaozun came to be interested.

"I don't know how many kinds of alchemists Xiaoyou is, I can guide you. ”

Speaking of this, even the very deep medicine venerable of the city government couldn't help but be proud at this time.

As the president of the Alchemist Guild, Yaozun's grade was very high, reaching the ninth grade.

"Eight pins. ”

Yang Fan secretly showed the alchemist badge he had assessed to the Medicine Venerable.

Smack.

Yao Zun froze instantly, and at this moment he had a feeling of losing his purpose in life.

As a powerhouse in the Mahayana period, and also a nine-rank alchemist, such a demonic talent, in front of Yang Fan's talent, is all rubbish.

Yaozun has the illusion of cultivating to a dog.

Suddenly, Yao Zun thought of something, and a bold idea arose in his mind. Then he set his eyes on his granddaughter Qu Youyou.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Ten days later.

There is also a secret space on the west side of the playing field. This is what the major forces have built together to compete for rankings.

There are fierce beasts of various levels in it, and the strongest is the ninth order, which corresponds to the human tribulation period.

In front of the teleportation array, the disciples of various forces gathered together to listen to the rules of this competition as explained by the representative of the Fire Source Country.

The third race - hunting the beast.

There are no rules other than automatic elimination after teleportation.

Similarly, each person has a token that can be teleported in times of crisis.

"Monkey King !!"

A coquettish cheer came, it was Zheng Jielin, an alternate contestant of the Divine Sword Gate, Xu Batian's partner, and the daughter of a hall master of the Divine Sword Gate.

Xu Batian's death in the hands of Yang Fan made Zheng Jielin angry, and she wanted to kill Yang Fan in this game. As for the rules of the game, Zheng Jielin doesn't care at all. For this. She also brought a powerful magic weapon from the Divine Sword Gate.

"Xu Batian's revenge, I will definitely take revenge, you will die. ”

Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders and said it didn't matter.

Ahh

Zheng Jielin shouted like a shrew, and everyone's eyes were attracted.

Ten minutes later, everyone was teleported to the secret space one after another.

White light flashed, and Yang Fan and his party were teleported to a plain.

The air is fresh, the weather is clear, the sky is cloudless, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers floating in the air, like a fairyland on earth.

Sou!

As soon as Yang Fan and the others teleported here, a black shadow rushed towards them at great speed.

"Be careful!"

Xing Yating shouted.

Yang Fan turned around lightly, not caring at all about the attack of the black shadow.

His eyes were fixed on the other nine, and he wondered how they would have coped without his help.

"Defense. ”

A barrier of fire blocked the shadow's path, and the shadow had to change the direction of the attack.

Boom!

A long sword flew out of its scabbard of its own accord, following closely the black shadow under the control of a disciple.

Immediately after that, the others sacrificed their flying swords.

However, the black shadow saw that there were more and more flying swords, and suddenly they rose high, and the flying swords chased after them.

After rising to an altitude of more than 1,000 meters, the black shadows turned into hundreds and rushed towards everyone together, including Yang Fan.

The black shadow was getting faster and faster, and it began to panic a little and be at a loss.

At this moment, Long Yangjun and Xing Yating shot together.

One person pinched the spell, and a transparent shield enveloped everyone.

One person took out a fan, came to the shield, and with a strong fan, the monstrous flames swept through the group of black shadows.

The shadow let out a terrible scream, and then the other shadows disappeared, leaving only the one that had fallen to the ground still struggling.

When everyone looked at it, they found that it was a pitch-black, two-meter-tall, fourth-order ink crow.

After the fire burned the crow, Xing Yating took out a light blue crystal the size of a tennis ball from the crow's abdomen, which was the source of the crow's strength.