Qingyunfeng Square is divided into two parts. On one side is the Dharma Fighting Platform, and on the other side is the Dharma Viewing Platform. Colorful forbidden light curtains separate the fighting platform from the outside world.

The ancestors of all peaks gathered on the top floor of the Dharma viewing platform, and some careful disciples found that the ancestors of Liang Daoting, who were not easy to leave, also appeared in it. On such an occasion, he can't help but come, otherwise, the face of the Formation Fu Peak will be lost.

After preparing for several days, the Inner Gate Foundation Building Competition, except for the foundation building deacons who have important responsibilities, such as Li Mufeng, etc., regardless of the morning or evening of the foundation building, all of them were present.

Because of the withering of the talents of the Formation Fu Peak, there are only four foundation building monks. Zhang Ran also sincerely thought that the foundation building monks of the Ten Thousand Law Sect would not exceed the number of seven palms. Unexpectedly, there were as many as 120 people in this inner door foundation building competition.

I am lonely and unheard, and I still don't know much about the understanding of Wanfa Sect.

Under the Dharma viewing platform, the monks who were familiar with each other greeted warmly, and they nodded their heads if they were not familiar with each other.

Zhang Ran, Senior Brother Lin Sen, Senior Sister Huang Yu, Senior Sister Gu Xin, Senior Brother Tie Ming, as well as You Ziqi, Han Tong, You Rong, these eight people gathered together. After not seeing each other for a few years, Zhang Ran was surprised by the speed with which everyone cultivated to enter the realm. In fact, he was mistaken, it was not that Lin Sen and several of them had accelerated their cultivation faster than him, but that during his three years in the border desert city, his cultivation had hardly increased.

Because of Zhang Ran's relationship, Gu Xin and Tie Ming also mingled with Lin Sen and talked about everything.

Everyone chatted about the news of this fight.

Senior Brother Tie Ming's mouth was like a river, and he wanted to show off well, but it caused several women to roll their eyes. Senior Brother Lin Sen smiled, You Ziqi kept throwing out the secrets he had heard. From time to time, Huang Yu looked thoughtful, and You Rong listened quietly without saying a word. Senior Sister Gu Xin smiled brightest, and her curiosity was also the heaviest.

Among them, it is also vaguely mentioned that this inner door competition is likely to be related to the Southern Wilderness trial. Although it is all based on the purchase price, some important insiders are not heard.

Not far away, Zhang Ran suddenly felt a gentle gaze looking at him. When I looked up, it was Lu Yilan, and Zhang Ran smiled at her, which was a greeting.

"Disciples, don't be impatient, and quickly go to the Miscellaneous Hall to get the Dabi Jade Jane. A huge mana shock echoed in Qingyunfeng Square.

This piece of jade slip dedicated to Dabi records the information of the disciple Dabi, such as peak name, name, round, ranking, etc. The rules of the big game are specifically indicated, and once someone admits defeat, they must stop immediately.

The first few rounds were eliminated in order to speed up the process of Dabi.

On a fighting platform, Senior Sister Gu Xin was fighting with a gray-haired monk. With one hand of green vine winding, he is extremely skillful, and he can tie up the elderly monk. Before she could think of it, several green vines quickly disintegrated, and the old monk's flying sword stopped on her chest. Senior Sister Gu Xin was not depressed at all, and actually jumped off the fighting platform with a happy face.

Zhang Ran was still feeling sorry for Gu Xin, the jade slip on his waist lit up, and it was his turn to come to the stage.

Zhenyuan condensed and gently jumped onto the fighting platform.

He was joined by a tall monk. The two of them didn't say much, and arched their hands. After saying "please" to each other, the tall monk released his flying sword and only took Zhang Ran.

Zhang Ran flicked his fingers, and a purple butterfly, flapping a pair of crystal wings, accompanied by a wisp of breeze, perched on the invincible and menacing flying sword. It looks like a small flower with fragrant stamens, like a dragonfly standing on a branch.

The tall monk's face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. No matter how much he tried to urge the True Yuan, the flying sword couldn't move forward at all.

Looking at Zhang Ran again, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars looked at the tall monk on the opposite side with a smile.

The monks who had finished the contest were also watching. When I saw this purple butterfly in my hand, I was very surprised, this spell was very exquisite.

Fu Daonian looked back at several ancestors and said, "What kind of spell is this?

"The kid is not simple, he can condense the true yuan to this extent, and the control of the true yuan is extraordinary, even if it takes a lot of effort. Chen Daoqing Ancestor was full of praise.

Hu Daolie looked at the big man's energetic appearance and laughed: "Senior Brother Fu, this kid is playing monkey." Zhen Yuan is a mess, and he also deserves to use a flying sword, hum!"

Pei Daoyuan glanced at the ancestors who were doing it, as if he was saying to everyone, and as if he was saying to Liang Daoting.

"All of you who are doing it, except for the head of the family, are no less than three hundred and fifty years old. Jin Dan has a longevity of five hundred, looking at the long years, in fact, it is also a snap of the fingers. How difficult it is to buy Jindan, instead of struggling hopelessly on the avenue, it is better to spend more time teaching the disciples of the sect. ”

Pei Laozu said again: "Those of us who are elders, for these promising disciples, we still have to help them get on the horse and give them a ride." ”

Liang Daoting didn't hear it, he just closed his eyes and meditated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Fu Daonian snorted coldly, this cultivation is about to be cultivated to the dog, regardless of the sect, he is extremely selfish.

The tall monk Zhenyuan didn't have a few drops left, and he was no longer able to urge the flying sword. "Dangchang", the flying sword fell to the ground. The tall monk looked ashamed, arched his hands at Zhang Ran, took the flying sword, and jumped off the fighting platform.

This is a competition, not an enemy. As long as Zhang Ran's "Spirit Explosion Technique" is used a little, ten monks will also die in Huangquan.

Zhang Ran's first round of competition ended without any suspense, and even Zhenyuan did not lose half a point. And just like that, it was easy to get into the top 60.

The first ** is over the whole game, and the rest is half an hour.

The eight friends came down in one round, and only Zhang Ran and Senior Brother Lin Sen entered the second round. Senior Brother Tie Ming didn't care, Senior Sister Gu Xin acted as if nothing had happened, and the rest of them were ashamed.

Zhang Ran's magic just now really hit everyone, can the spell still be played like this?

Jiang Wangqin saw Zhang Ran's move for the first time, and her heart was almost drunk with this beautiful butterfly. Jiang Yuanfeng felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and he was not happy about the past of the two of them for a long time. Seeing her like this, she was immediately furious, and if she met herself, she would have to teach him a painful lesson.

The jade slip next to his waist once again shone brightly, and it was time to play again.

Senior Brother Tie Ming said loudly, go, go and cheer for Senior Brother.

The opponent is from Wanfa Peak, has an earth spirit root, and has a deep knowledge of earth-based spells. With a wave of his hand, three earthy yellow spells turned into three sharp cone of earth and pierced Zhang Ran.

Tie Ming looked at it, it's bad, can the junior brother stop it. The others were also very anxious, there were three spells, and the power was so great.

Zhang Ran raised his hand with one hand, and the three purple butterflies flapped their wings and greeted the three earth cones respectively.

When the cone encounters resistance, the yellow light rises, and the strong force of the cone doubles the cone of earth. Three purple butterflies, circling and dancing. Wisps of lilac Yuan force, like misty light smoke, brushed towards the soil cone layer by layer.

The cone gradually became smaller, lighter, and suddenly disappeared.

This senior brother saw that the cone of earth was broken, and his divine sense urged Yuan Li to re-transform the cone of earth. Three purple butterflies staggered one by one, and in the blink of an eye, they flew and jumped between his neck, chest and abdomen. As soon as the senior brother of the Wanfa Sect closed his eyes, he knew that these purple butterflies with surging Yuan Power could blow themselves up with the slightest movement.

Bean-sized beads of sweat were rolling and dripping, and Zhang Ran didn't care about himself, and took back the purple butterfly.

"Thank you, junior brother, for keeping your hand. With an arch of his hands, he dejected and left.

Lin Sen and the others surrounded Zhang Ran at once, and they all said goodbye.

Senior Brother Tie Ming said enviously: "Senior brother, if Senior Brother also has these butterflies and flowers in his hands, he will definitely be majestic." ”

Gu Xin snorted: "Is it useful to be envious, when Uncle Shi is out of the customs, Senior Sister will tell Uncle Shi that you are idle and not doing your job word for word." ”

Tie Ming looked frightened, and looked at everyone as if asking for help. Everyone pursed their lips and looked at Tie Ming with malicious intent.

The hour is not big, the white light on the jade slip is shining, and the competition to enter the top 30 is about to begin. In view of the elimination of the first two rounds, there are not many monks left to compete. One by one, they gathered around the fighting platform, hoping to learn some magic experience from other people's fighting methods and improve themselves.

Jiang Yuanfeng said coldly to Zhang Ran: "You, is that Zhang Ran who has no one to accept as a disciple?"

Zhang Ran saw that his words were angry, and said calmly: "Yes, if senior brother has any advice, you might as well say it together." ”

"Spells, but Xiao Dao'er, do you know the magic of using flying swords?" Jiang Yuanfeng raised his head to the heavens.

Zhang Ran smiled and said: "Senior brother doesn't understand, I want to ask senior brother to teach and see the demeanor of senior brother's flying sword." ”

"Hmph! I don't dare to give advice, and I can't understand you even if you are a monk who has just built a foundation. Jiang Yuanfeng was enraged by Zhang Ran's calmness.

"Do you want to see it, you are optimistic!", before the words fell, a shocking spiritual pressure fell from the sky and shot towards Zhang Ran.

A large number of onlookers gathered to build the foundation, only to feel that the mangs were stabbed in the back, oh my God, the medium-grade spirit weapon flying sword!

More than a dozen purple butterflies turned into a purple light, encircling the murderous mid-grade flying sword. The flying sword rushed left and right, but it didn't break through the encirclement of the purple butterfly.

Jiang Yuanfeng jumped like thunder, as if these purple butterflies had offended his reverse scales. With a ruthless heart, the true yuan in the dantian rolled out like a tide. The momentum of the medium-grade flying sword soared, and the sword roar of "woo" shook a few purple butterflies, almost wanting to kill through the siege.

Zhang Ran smiled again and again in his heart, heh, is the dog fighting people.

If he still had to be cautious before, then now, in terms of the attitude of Yan Laozu and others towards him, he has probably determined his position in the Wanfa Sect.

I can not kill you, but I must destroy your sword!

Zhang Ran's hands were linked, and thirty butterflies formed a purple cage several zhang in size, surrounding the medium-grade flying sword from wind and rain.

Jiang Yuanfeng was already sweating through his clothes at this time, and because of the violent urging of Zhenyuan just now, his consciousness was numb, and Zhenyuan was about to dry up. No, I can't let her underestimate me, and the only remaining true yuan in my body will be pumped out desperately.

Jiang Daoping's Ancestor sensed the madness of his juniors, and hurriedly said to Fu Daonian: "Senior brother, can you terminate this competition." ”

Fu Daonian shook his head slightly, Senior Sister Jiang is so temperamental, I am afraid that this cultivation will end here. Hey, he nodded to Hu Daolie, who was presiding over the big competition, and motioned him to do what Senior Sister Jiang said.

Dao Lie Ancestor sighed, and was about to separate the two of them from the divine sense, but it was too late.

Zhang Ran shouted "burst", and the butterflies shattered and scattered. There was a collapse of the sky, and it "rumbled" and rolled over Qingyunfeng Square.

The purple smoke cleared, and there was still the shadow of a medium-grade flying sword, leaving only a little bit of powder scattered on the fighting platform.

On this night, the ancestors didn't meditate very seriously.

On this night, countless male disciples were full of blood and passion.

On this night, many female disciples were amazed by the beauty of the purple butterfly. As Senior Brother Tie Ming said, it would be great if he could grow flowers as beautiful as butterflies on his hands.