In the afternoon, the ring area on the right side of the alchemy hall.

The eight rings distributed in the form of eight trigrams, as well as the two rings at the left and right eyes of the yin and yang fish in the inside, are a little too many compared to the number of disciples of the inner sect of Shenxiao Dao today.

When Wang Jiling knocked on the golden chime, Liu Guangzhong was the first to jump into the ring: "Gao Chang, come and fight with me!"

He was holding a cinnabar talisman pen in his hand, and Liu Guangzhong, who majored in "The Spell of the Pen", had all his skills on this talisman pen.

Gao Chang frowned, compared to Liu Guangzhong, he was more willing to focus on Zhang Qian's body. However, he also knows that he and Liu Guangzhong will inevitably have a battle today.

"Fight, fight, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed? Liu Guangzhong, I'll let you see the power of "Please Spirit Spell" today. As long as you can break my spirit soldier, even if I lose. ”

Seeing Gao Chang pinching the magic trick in his hand and reciting the incantation silently in his mouth, a flash of inspiration appeared in the ring, and a tall spirit soldier with full swords and armor appeared in the ring. Gao Chang himself stood in the corner of the ring and did not move.

Liu Guangzhong's face was about to bleed, "Gao Chang, what do you mean?"

"That's what I mean. You can win against my Spirit Soldier, even if I lose. To tell you the truth, I will ask Senior Brother Zhang for advice later, I can't afford to spend this energy on you. ”

At the beginning, the protagonist was not Zhang Gan, but why did so many eyes look at him? Zhang Qian looked at Liu Guangzhong and Gao Chang in the central ring, and suddenly felt that his hands were so itchy.

"Well, I'll just use one trick. If this trick can't destroy your spirit soldiers, even if I lose. ”

Liu Guangzhong obviously didn't need to be conceded out of the victory.

Zhang Qian looked at the two people in the ring and sighed briefly, he is really in the spotlight now. The dispute between Liu Guangzhong and Gao Chang, which was so eye-catching before, is now all fluttering by his butterfly.

Walked into a ring, "Among the senior brothers, if there is anyone who wants to be instructed, you can go on stage." Zhang Qianhou taught. ”

Zhang Qian didn't have any magic weapons in his hands, and when he stood in the ring, he couldn't see any Yuan Yue Zhi's master's bearing, only the words were open. As much as he can go to power, which means that he has taken it all.

In the ring next to him, the victory and defeat of Liu Guangzhong and Gao Chang had been separated, and a thunderbolt slashed down, although the sword of the spirit soldier who raised the knife to resist was shattered, and the small half of the body was vaporized, but the spirit soldier did not die, although the spirit body became very illusory. Liu Guangzhong lost.

But it was too late for Gao Chang to be the first to challenge Zhang Qian, Liu Guangjin and Zhu Bin were both offstage, glanced at each other, and Liu Guangjin was the first to jump on stage.

"I've seen Senior Brother Liu. ”

"Senior Brother Zhang, we don't need to talk nonsense, Senior Brother is going to ask for advice this time. ”

"Please. ”

"Please. ”

As soon as the two of them spoke to each other, there was a thunderclap, and the lightning technique was used by Zhang Qian, and a snake lightning fell towards Liu Guangzhong. A layer of light suddenly rose on Liu Guangzhong's body, and at the same time, he pointed his finger at Zhang Gan, and a water arrow shot out towards Zhang Gan.

Seriously, the way this monk fought in the early days was really a bit like the magician in the novels of his previous life.

Zhang Qian staggered to let go of the water arrow, this thing is different from the lightning channeling technique, although the lethality is not low, but it can be dodged. The lightning bolt is smashed directly on the top of the head. He took out a talisman with his backhand, the talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, "click", two loud noises, and two snake lightning fell from the top of Liu Guangjin's head.

"Intermediate Talisman!"

"When will Zhang Qian be able to draw a mid-level talisman?"

In the ring competition, the talisman used by the fighting disciples can only be the talisman drawn by themselves. Otherwise, if you run into that brother and sister, with a magic weapon to protect herself, and blow a high-level talisman to fry fish, is this a fight or a fight?

Among the onlookers, no one would doubt that the talisman in Zhang Qian's hand was made by someone else. For a while, I don't know how many people's eyes shone with envy.

This Zhang Qian is not only very good at cultivation, but has also made great progress in drawing talismans.

Liu Guangjin also had a middle-level talisman in his hand, after all, he was a disciple of the five-fold qi refining force, even if he was lucky, he could save a few middle-level talismans. It's a pity that none of these talismans are exclusive to defense.

Liu Guangjin activated two low-level talismans one after another, but the two lower-level talismans were only strong enough to resist the two snake lightning, and when a flame from Zhang Qian's shaking hand rushed to Liu Guangjin's chest, Liu Guangjin could only be obediently defeated.

Zhang Qian burst out one of his cards, but this middle-level talisman is not even an A compared to the big and small kings of palm thunder and Gengjin sword qi.

Liu Guangjin was defeated cleanly, and Zhu Bin's fighting spirit was still there.

Mid-level talismans were also quite precious to him, but he had more or less a dozen in his arms. Zhu Bin is not afraid of Zhang Gan at this point, what really makes him afraid is Zhang Gan's order talisman, a talisman is a Yellow Turban wrestler in the samurai period. This is not a big mountain and a big forest, and he can't parry a samurai in the ring with a big fart.

"Fortunately, I have my hole cards. ”

Zhu Bin strode into the ring.

"Senior Brother Zhang, don't blame Senior Brother for not reminding you, this is a set of advanced formations. "Entering the ladder is the threshold of stepping into the human level.

Although Zhu Bin's cultivation is not high, and his combat power is not very strong, he is not useless. Zhu Bin's favorite formation on weekdays, although it is difficult to lay out a large formation with his current strength, but a few simple formations can also be played very skillfully, and he has always had the nickname of 'formation master' in the Bianjing Dojo.

Zhang Qian remained silent, just watched Zhu Bin shake his hand and waved, three small flags were hidden in the air, and then turned into the formation. The fog suddenly rose in most of the ring, and it was still approaching Zhang Qian little by little.

It was the first time for Zhang Qian to face the formation, even if it was in his memory, he had never had it. I tried to cast a wind and fire spell, and the flames were swept into the mist by the strong wind, and there was a crackling sound, causing waves of air ripples, but the mist did not disperse.

Zhang Qian had a feeling that as long as he put a few more talismans, he might not be able to explode this formation. It's just that in this way, he feels a bit of a bully.

Although it's ridiculous. Zhu Bin, as a senior brother, is not bullying Zhang Qian with a formation now?

The use of formations in this ring is itself unfair. If the restrictions of the ring are released, Zhang Qian can leave now, can Zhu Bin still chase him with the formation?

Wang Jiling had already opened his eyes.

This competition is still a bit interesting, Zhu Bin is a little unprofessional, but Wang Jiling is very optimistic about him. This Zhu Bin really likes formations, in this entire Shenxiao Dao, he doesn't know if there are other people who also like formations, but in the Bianjing Dojo, Zhu Bin is the only one. Such people are worth cultivating.

The fog finally spread throughout the ring. Zhang Qian pinched the magic trick in his hand and pointed forward: a Gengjin sword qi rushed straight forward with endless slaughter.

The fog not only covered Zhang Gan's eyes, but also blinded his divine sense, and Zhang Gan's divine consciousness swept through the entire ring and found nothing. But in addition to his divine sense, Zhang Qian also had intuition, and his intuition told him that Zhu Bin was in the middle of the ring, directly in front of him.

The three small flags exuded a clear, yellow, and turbid three-color halo, and when the Gengjin sword qi shot out, the three-color halo interlocked layer by layer, like a huge magnetic ring, trapping the Gengjin sword qi, and it had to be worn away little by little.

Zhang Qian didn't hesitate at all, the talisman ignited again, and the lightning technique exploded suddenly.

The three-color halo immediately divided a part to resist the thunder, and the Gengjin sword qi, which had been controlled by the three-color halo, suddenly shone with a burst of silver luster, and the white-gold sword qi and the red snake lightning above the head complemented each other. Zhu Bin's heart was faintly thundered, and soybean-sized sweat droplets flowed down his forehead.

However, Zhu Bin's three-talent array did not act on this point, just looking at the magic trick in his hand, the three small flags in the void quickly turned up.

"The cloud seal is too empty, at the beginning of the catastrophe, at first glance, or sinking or floating, wandering in all directions, more than a zhang, the beginning of the Yuan fell, the true text was born, it was clear that it was, and it was nothing. ”

Reciting the "Xuanlu Mantra" silently in his mouth, the mist in the formation not only did not dissipate, but also became more dense.