After stepping out of the ring, there were shocking eyes all around, it was really Meng Sheng's fusion speed that was too fast.

Most of the people on the field are still in the process of smelting, and a few are already in the formation burning, but Meng Sheng has completed it, and the quality is excellent.

Of course, what shocked everyone was not the speed, but the fact that the formation was burned completely and was completed directly in an instant, and the speed of this formation was simply amazing.

"That's a good job!" said Tian Jianzi in admiration.

"Meng Sheng, your formation speed is really terrifying, I can't even see how it was burned. Venerable Huo Sheng also exclaimed.

"Don't boast, if you praise it again, you have to be proud, haha. Meng Xiaoxiao was also happy.

Ye Qing also showed admiration on the side.

Meng Sheng returned to the place where everyone was, and said with a slight smile: "Everyone has won the prize, and the next thing is to fight." ”

After finishing speaking, several people discussed it again, and after a while, the gray-clothed monk was the second to finish, and at any time, about two incense sticks later, three hundred monks arrived.

"The first round of refining is over, this is the talisman, everyone put it away. ”

As soon as the words fell, the three hundred orders were brushed together and then the black-haired middle-aged man waved them apart.

Meng Sheng grabbed it and fell into his hand, at this time he had already obtained two warrants, Meng Sheng couldn't help but smile.

On the other side, it ended with the refiner, on top of the last No. 8 ring.

A red-haired old man suddenly opened his eyes, and then spoke: "The last competition of the first round of the Southern Xinjiang Conference, the battle has begun. ”

"Players are invited to the ring. ”

As soon as the words fell, the figures on the No. 8 ring fell.

Seeing this, Meng Sheng also walked forward, the battle is not like the auxiliary system, it needs to be proficient in the one, and the battle can be participated in as long as it is a monk.

Therefore, after Meng Sheng took the stage, there was an endless stream of figures, and after a short time, under Meng Sheng's induction, there were 70,000 people, and the number was still increasing.

In the end, when it was close to 110,000, there were no monks continuing to take the stage.

The size of the towering southern Xinjiang can be seen from this.

Seeing this, the red-haired old man said: "The battle is a battle, there are thousands of changes, mainly divided into strength system and auxiliary system, the strength system is the core, no matter how strong the auxiliary system is, if the strength system realm is not enough, it is not enough to master any artifact of the auxiliary system, so first inform everyone that if the strength does not reach the peak of the foundation building realm, leave by yourself, if you insist on staying in this ring, you will not be responsible for being injured or killed." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked at each other in the crowded ring.

Then the monks began to step down one after another, and it was really easier for the red-haired old man to say it, but everyone knew that this was no joke.

The battle itself is extremely dangerous, and if you don't pay attention, you will die, so everyone does not dare to be careless.

After all, it's worth losing your life for a game.

After a short time, the monks who were originally nearly 110,000 were left, but as the monks left one after another, only nearly 30,000 remained.

Seeing this, the red-haired old man groaned slightly, and then stopped waiting, and said: "Okay, fight a first round of competition, melee, if you are defeated, you can directly admit defeat, and the old man will pull it out!"

"In this melee, take a hundred monks to advance!"

As soon as the words fell, the monks in the middle of the field let out a roar.

"Scuffle, so many people scuffle!"

"Oh my God, it's crazy, no wonder the presiding elder just reminded that the strength is not enough, hurry down. ”

"Fortunately, I came down, otherwise it would be too dangerous, more than 30,000 monks are fighting, it's terrible to think about!"

At this moment, there was a lot of discussion in the entire Demon Hunting Palace, and the monks who had retreated before were afraid.

And the people in the ring looked sluggish, it was really too cruel to the rules of this first round!

However, the red-haired old man's voice fell, and then he said, "Quiet!"

The sound was not loud, but it fell to the ears of every monk.

The monk, who was still talking, suddenly shut up.

The red-haired old man nodded in satisfaction and said, "The battle begins!"

As soon as the words fell, one after another array flags were raised around the ring in an instant, forming a layer of protection.

At the same time, I don't know who made the first move, a fire spell broke out, and the entire ring turned into a sea of spells.

At this time, Meng Sheng was also shocked, he didn't expect the battle to be so direct, so as to start a direct melee.

But before he could react, the monks around him began to move, and behind him, a middle-aged monk in green clothes suddenly made a move and slapped Meng Sheng's head with one palm.

"Get out of here!"

Meng Sheng reacted quickly, sensed the crisis behind him, moved his feet and changed steps, and at the same time directly punched behind him.

Peng!

Although Meng Sheng reacted quickly enough, the person behind him was extremely fast, and a palm slapped Meng Sheng's back the moment he was hit by a fist.

Burst!

In an instant, the qi and blood in Meng Sheng's body tumbled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

On the other hand, the middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi had already retreated and did not stay at all.

Meng Sheng didn't have time to fight back, and there were monks around him, and his figure flashed directly to the corner of the ring.

But at this time, there were many monks who thought like him, and the edge of the ring had already piled up.

Seeing this, Meng Sheng did not hesitate at all, the storage bag flashed slightly, and a hundred flying swords appeared in unison.

"Heavenly Sword Array!"

With a light drink, a hundred flying swords surrounded him.

At this time, somewhere in the Demon Hunting Palace.

"Senior Gan Qing, do you think who will be the first in the battle?"

I saw two white-clothed Dao robed monks, and they were the Venerable Gan Qing and Lu He of the Blue Heaven Dao Sect.

When Gan Qing heard this, his eyes swept around the field, and he said lightly: "The top three this time must be my Qingtian Dao Sect!"

While the two were talking, three people walked on the side, dressed in the robes of the Immortal Seeking Dao Sect, and they were the drunkard and the Venerable in Snow Clothes, as well as a young monk.

I saw that the young monk's eyes were long, and his eyes were like a woman's, and he exuded a strange aura all over his body.

"Gan Qing, are you so confident, although this is the home of your Qingtian Dao Sect, but don't forget that I am not bad at seeking disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect!" The demonic young man walked in the middle and walked towards Gan Qing and the others.

Gan Qing heard the sound, looked towards the sound, and couldn't help but look at the person who came.

"Sheep seal!"

"Haha, Gan Qing hasn't seen you for a long time, but your cultivation is still at the peak realm, and you haven't made any progress. ”

After hearing this, Gan Qing snorted slightly, and said: "Don't be complacent, although you have advanced to the peak of the Jindan Mirror, it is difficult to advance to the Yuanying if you want to advance to the sky." ”

"Is it difficult?" Yang Feng walked up to Gan Qing and smiled noncommittally, "It's very difficult to change to weekdays, but this time the Boundless Secret Realm is opened, and I also have a chance." ”

After speaking, Gan Qing next to him had a solemn expression.

"Boundless Secret Realm, the Immortal Seeking Dao Sect is actually willing to give you a place? Don't those old monsters in your sect have any opinions?" Gan Qing frowned.

Hearing this, Yang Feng smiled faintly, revealing a faint coldness.

"Opinions, of course, there are opinions, but I'm lucky, I practiced the 'Demon Destroying Finger' some time ago, so naturally I have no opinions!"

"Demon Destroyer!"

It was not Gan Qing who spoke, but Lu He, who was the narrator!

At this time, Lu He's face changed drastically when he heard the Demon Destroying Finger, and then the introduction of this trick couldn't help but appear in his mind.

"As soon as you point out the demon god change, the soul under your fingertips is disgusted!" Gan Qing was shocked.

"Haha, let's not discuss this, let's take a look at the situation of this battle first. Yang Feng was in a good mood and said with a smile.

The drunkard and the Venerable Snowcoat did not speak on the side, but their faces were smiling.

"It is said that this time, the three top foundations of your Qingtian Dao Sect have come out together, so you want to come to those three people in the field. Yang Feng pointed to the three people in the field.

I saw that in the lower left corner of the ring, there were three groups of monks in green clothes, an old man, a young man and a young man.

The strange thing is that no one dares to approach in front of the three of them, and the monks not far from the three of them have avoided it, not daring to make the slightest move.

"Hmph, you Immortal Dao Sect is also impatient, and you actually dare to send Qiu Tian and Wo Yao!" Gan Qing said coldly.

When Yang Feng heard this, he didn't speak, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.