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The male cultivator who was kicked off the ring woke up from the illusion when he landed on the ring, and looked at Yun Duo standing on the stage with a look of disbelief.

Then he felt a stinging pain coming from his Dantian. He used his spiritual consciousness to check and saw a black mass gathering around his Dantian, which was constantly corroding his Dantian.

"Damn girl, what did you do to me!"

The male cultivator had a trace of doubt in his heart, but he still wanted to hear a different answer from Yun Duo.

"You should be very clear about this. Those who do evil will be punished."

Yun Duo looked down at the male cultivator with the same contempt he had at the beginning.

The male cultivator's face suddenly turned ashen, and he didn't care to say anything else. He just rushed out of the crowd and didn't know where to go.

Yunduo jumped off the ring, her match temporarily over.

Yun Duo squeezed out of the crowd and headed towards the first arena, thinking that the game against Nangong Jiaoyang was about to begin.

She is in the middle stage of Yuanying cultivation. Her opponent is the early Yuanying monk of Tianqiong Sect.

The two of them looked at each other, as if enemies were jealous of each other.

Without even saying a polite word, he took out his magic weapon and started fighting.

Nangong Jiaoyang wielded a big hammer that was taller than himself and smashed it against the Tianqiong Sect disciples, leaving craters wherever it touched.

The spiritual swords in the hands of Tianqiong Sect disciples were pitifully weak against the hammer.

Nangong Jiaoyang looked up and saw the clouds not far away. In order to make a quick decision, she imitated the sound of the clouds and used a big hammer to attract the young disciple's attention. While he was distracted, she attached the blasting charm to his clothes.

As she pressed closer and closer, the young disciple was less than one meter away from the edge of the ring.

"burst!"

As she shouted, the explosive talisman exploded, and the young disciple was blown out of the ring.

The steward announced that Nangong Jiaoyang had won. She couldn't wait to jump off the ring, pulled Yun Duo and ran to the side.

"Second Senior Sister, where are we going!"

"Go to Arena 4 to watch Senior Brother compete!"

The crowd was so crowded that Nangong Jiaoyang anxiously wanted to fly over the heads of the crowd.

"Eldest Brother will definitely win. Second Senior Sister, you don't even have this little confidence in Eldest Brother!"

"Little Junior Sister, you don't understand. The one who is competing with Senior Brother is Bai Xun, the disciple of Tianqiong Sect's Formation Peak. He is Senior Brother's mortal enemy. The two have been compared with each other. Today we finally have a chance to show off. You think this is so exciting for us. Can miss it.”

Nangong Jiaoyang said, "You are too young to understand the twists and turns here."

As soon as Yun Duo heard that her rivals were fighting for the winner, how could she miss this excitement? This time she pulled Nangong Jiaoyang, shrunk to an inch, and quickly came from outside the crowd to the fourth ring.

Until she stood in front of the ring, Nangong Jiaoyang was still in a state of confusion. Her speed was so fast that she even had an afterimage.

Before I had time to think about it, the game started with the order from the elder in charge.

Shangguan Lan and Bai Xun are two extreme contrasts.

Shangguan Lan gives people a calm, gentle and yet fierce look.

Bai Xun, on the other hand, gives people a feeling of being bohemian and eager for quick success.

"Shangguan Lan, you and I have been compared since we entered the world of immortal cultivation. Today we finally have a chance to compete. We don't compete with anything else, we only compete with our formations!"

Bai Xun's temperament was just like what he gave people, he was unruly.

"Of course I'm happy to accompany you."

Shangguan Lan didn't take his provocation seriously.

He cultivates to break through himself, never to compare with others. Ranking is just a shackle that the world attaches to others.

Shangguan Lan unexpectedly had an epiphany in a moment, and the altar became clearer. He had been cultivating in the early stage of divine transformation for nearly ten years. Unexpectedly, one day of enlightenment would directly lead him to the middle stage of spiritual transformation.

Bai Xun noticed the fluctuation of spiritual energy in Shangguan Lan's body, his face was blank for a moment, and then he regained his emotion.

So what if he enters the middle stage of becoming a god? If his cultivation is not yet stable, he may not lose.

"How do you want to compare?"

Shangguan Lan saw that Bai Xun was a little distracted and opened his mouth to bring his thoughts back.

"Each of us sets up a formation. Whoever breaks the opponent's formation first wins!"

"So what if we don't break the formation when the time comes!"

"Whoever comes out first wins!"

"it is good!"

The two agreed on the rules of the competition, and then one person occupied half of the arena and began to arrange the formation.

Shangguan Lan thought of the magic array made by Yun Duo, and an idea flashed in his mind, and he decided to arrange an array within an array.

First, they set up a trapping formation, then a phantom formation, and finally a trapping formation. Such formations will make the monks temporarily unable to tell whether they are in reality or trapped in an illusion and have not come out.

Although Bai Xun is highly talented, he is too conceited. This temperament is both a strength and a weakness.

Based on this, Shangguan Lan specially tailored the formation within the formation for Bai Xun, hoping that he would not disappoint him.

Coupled with the Feixian Stone as an aid, no matter how talented Bai Xun was, he couldn't break the formation in an hour or two.

The formation created by Bai Xun is also a formation within a formation, but it is a sword formation plus a trap formation.

First use the sword array to consume his spiritual power, and then use the trap array to restrain him.

His thoughts are beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The two quickly arranged the formation.

Exchange positions with each other and walk into the formation arranged by the other party.

As soon as Shangguan Lan entered the formation, several spiritual swords flew towards him. He sided to avoid the attack and took out the defensive shield that Yunduo gave him from his storage bag. A clanking sound was heard, which was the sound of the spiritual swords hitting the defensive shield.

The spirit sword hit the defensive shield and did not disappear, which meant that the sword array arranged by Bai Xun used real spirit swords, not those transformed by spiritual energy.

Shangguan Lan hid behind the defensive cover. As the spirit sword fell to the ground, he quickly put the spirit sword into his storage bag.

Not all sword formations are made with real swords, real swords are mixed with fake ones. If there are not hundreds of real swords, it would be impossible. Bai Xun never expected that Shangguan Lan would not only break his formation but also take away his spirit. The sword is the only one.

Shangguan Lan put all the spirit swords in his bag, and the sword formation collapsed without any attack, and he immediately entered the trapped formation.

The consumption of spiritual power that Bai Xun thought about never happened at all, and he even handed over dozens of spiritual swords.

The trapping formation is the simplest and most difficult formation for the formation master. As long as the formation arrangement pattern can be found, the formation is naturally easy to crack.

Shangguan Lan has been immersed in deciphering formations since Yun Duo gave her the jade slips of ancient formations that he got from the demon cultivator. The more difficult the formations are, the more energetic he becomes. Many of the formations in the Zongmen Library have been read by him. several times.

The trapping formation arranged by Bai Xun was a bit simple for him. He saw Shangguan Lan covering the formation with his spiritual consciousness. His consciousness was swimming along the formation. At the center of the formation, the texture was messy. He thought it was Bai Xun's formation. Look for it on purpose.

Shangguan Lan used his consciousness to sort out the messy texture bit by bit. When his consciousness was about to run out, he quickly drank a bottle of elixir wine, and his consciousness was restored instantly.

After an unknown amount of time passed, he finally cleared the last thread and followed the formation texture to find the formation eye.

He took out a evil-returning talisman and attached it to the eye of the formation, and with an "explosion" the trap collapsed instantly.

Shangguan Lan was dressed spotlessly in white clothes. He didn't look like he had just come out of the formation, but rather like he had just pushed the door open from the room.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Bai Xun. The formation was motionless. It seemed that it would take some time for him to come out.

Bai Xun was not having an easy time in the formation, and he had scolded Shangguan Lan countless times in his heart.