When Meng Sheng and his party came to the Demon Hunting Palace, it was already crowded.

This time, even the layout of the entire hall has changed, and all the original seven rings have been canceled, leaving only one.

At the same time, on the main side of the ring, seven chairs are high.

On the other side, there are also many flags planted on both sides of the seven main seats, with the names of the two heaven-level sects and the names of the twelve prefecture-level sects in southern Xinjiang written respectively.

The whole infield looks very grand!

Meng Sheng looked at the arrangement in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little excited, this time was the last round of the competition, and he also felt that the condensation liquid and the boundless secret realm belonged.

At this moment, there are countless monks like Meng Sheng, and even Meng Xiaoxiao and Ye Qing are even brighter.

"The sect has just been rumored, this time they all returned to their respective sects, Xiaoxiao and Ye Qing, you come with me. Venerable Huo Sheng said to the two.

When Xiaoxiao and Ye Qing heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned, and then reacted.

Meng Xiaoxiao looked at Meng Sheng and said, "Brother Sheng, come on, then I'll go first." ”

Meng Sheng looked at the camp of the Ethereal Sect, nodded, and said, "Go ahead." ”

Venerable Huo Sheng patted Meng Sheng on the shoulder, didn't say much, everything was silent.

Tian Jianzi watched Huo Sheng and the three of them leave, and then said to Meng Sheng: "Don't look at it, everyone has already left, let's go to Sanxiu." ”

Meng Sheng retracted his gaze and followed Meng Sheng towards the side of the loose cultivator.

After coming to the side of the scattered cultivators, Meng Sheng began to look at the gray-clothed monk who had noticed before, who was standing on the side of the Qingtian Dao Sect, with his eyes closed and not knowing what he was thinking.

At the same time, there were three people next to him, an old man, a young man, and a young man, who were none other than the Qingtian Dao Venerable Cultivator who had participated in the battle competition before.

On the other side, the Immortal Dao Sect also had Qiu Tian and Wo Yao and the woman in white.

As the time approached, above the seven main seats, the figures flickered, and they were the seven presiding elders before.

"Quiet!"

Above the main seat, the old man in green clothes and white beard stood up and shouted in the hall.

Suddenly, the entire hall was silent, and tens of thousands of monks looked at the main throne in unison.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, the old man in Tsing Yi and the white beard began to say: "The grand event of the towering southern Xinjiang is held once every hundred years, firstly, to test the growth of the disciples of my major sects in the southern frontier, secondly, to find monks for every secret exploration, and thirdly, it is also for the opportunity for the major sects to find disciples. ”

After speaking, there was a faint discussion among the people below, but they didn't dare to say it out loud, so they could only discuss it in private.

However, everyone didn't have too many doubts about this, Meng Sheng looked at the monks around him, and it seemed that it was the same in the past.

"Okay, the old man is done, let's start the official competition, the first formation is a final!"

"Monks, please!"

After speaking, the old man in green clothes and white beard took the lead in falling towards the ring, and then monks began to take the stage one after another.

Seeing this, the grayfriar's figure flashed and landed directly on the ring.

"Meng Sheng, it's time for you to go up!" Tianjianzi was full of confidence in Meng Sheng, but he still couldn't help but say, "Don't be careless, there are countless masters in Southern Xinjiang, and no one knows if there are any hidden monks this time." ”

Hearing this, Meng Sheng nodded, and said, "Senior, don't worry!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Sheng walked towards the ring.

When Meng Sheng came to the ring, there were already seven people present.

Cao Wei looked at Meng Sheng, squinting his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The Greyfriar looked contemptuous and confident.

In a short time, all ten monks arrived.

After Meng Sheng glanced at it, he found that most of them were cultivators of the Immortal Dao Sect and the Qingtian Dao Sect, but only one hunchbacked old man was a disciple of the prefecture-level sect Dragon Palace.

"The formation is together, the first round is to know the formation and solve the formation, the second round is to compete and arrange the formation, and the rules of the third round are very simple!"

As soon as the words fell, the ten people on the field showed their doubts, and Meng Sheng couldn't help but look at the old man in Tsing Yi and the white beard with a slight wrinkle every day.

"The fighting formation is very simple, it is to arrange their own formations, compete with each other, and whoever uses their own formations to erase or invalidate the opponent's formation is the winner, and so on, pointing directly to the last person. ”

"At the same time, the rules of the battle formation prohibit direct battles, and it is not allowed to use any magic weapons other than the formation, and once found, the competition will be directly disqualified. ”

After speaking, Meng Sheng knew it from the bottom of his heart.

The fighting formation is very simple, that is, ten people each arrange the formation and defeat the opponent's formation, and at the same time they must not use anything other than the formation.

Including exercises, etc., it cannot directly produce battles between monks.

"Fighting formation, sure enough, the third round of the final is the most exciting, and the ten-person fighting formation has a good show to watch now. ”

"This time, I estimate that Master Cao Wei will be the first!"

"Master Cao Wei has been famous for a long time, and it is not necessary to say that he has already broken through the ground-level array mage. ”

"I don't think it's necessarily, the Ten Thousand Array Dao people are said to have participated in the competition, and that person is suspected of being Ten Thousand Array Dao people. ”

Under the ring, there was a lot of discussion, and tens of thousands of monks discussed with each other.

At the same time, in the major camps, there were also some monks who heard the Ten Thousand Array Daoists gritting their teeth, and many sects still remembered this feud about the Misty Mountain back then.

On the side of the Qingtian Dao Sect, Gan Qing and Lu He had their eyes flashing slightly, looking at Meng Sheng from time to time.

"Do you say this person is really a member of the Ten Thousand Array Dao?" Gan Qing muttered.

Lu He also showed curiosity, and then shook his head and said, "I don't think so, if that's the case, this son is too terrible." ”

Gan Qing nodded when he heard this, and said, "Well, what you said is right, the two heaven-level artistic conceptions are already terrifying, if they are really earth-level array mages, it is indeed too terrifying." ”

At the same time, on the side of the Immortal Dao Sect, the drunkard kept watching Meng Sheng.

His instinct told him that Meng Sheng was a member of the Ten Thousand Array Dao, and that he was so close to Heavenly Sword Zi that he was almost certain.

The same is true for Venerable Snow Clothes, but he still can't believe it, it's really so, it's too terrifying.

As for the sheep seal, he was a little interested, but he didn't care very much.

Just as everyone was thinking about it, the old man in green clothes and white beard in the ring began to speak.

"Okay guys, after half a stick of incense, the game begins, everyone prepares. ”

After speaking, Tsing Yi and White Beard waved his hand, and all the materials that had been prepared in his hands fell towards the ten people.

Meng Sheng has practice makes perfect, and directly reached out to take the material.

There are some messy materials such as array flags, beast blood, flying swords, ropes made of spirit grass, and so on.

After some familiarity, Meng Sheng quickly had an idea in his heart.

"Although I can't directly rely on the formation pill to condense the formation, with these materials, it's a different matter. ”

However, the others were not as good as Meng Sheng, and among them was a long-faced monk of the Immortal Seeking Dao Sect with a gloomy face.

Because the materials given by the Qingtian Dao Sect are not very many, and the quality is not too good.

It's enough to arrange low-level formations, but high-level formations are a little insufficient.

"Damn, how can this material be enough, isn't this a pit man?"

Although the long-faced monk scolded secretly, he didn't dare to say it, after all, everyone had the same materials in their hands.