There are sixty-eight caves, but there are more than 300 spiritual monks competing for them. Although it seems that there are many monks competing for them, it is still less than the gathering of more than a thousand monks fighting for more than 100 caves.

It is incomparable to competing with tens of thousands of Transformation Infant monks for hundreds of caves.

The cave that Fang Liang chose was No. 3000. It should be an extremely remote place. Among the many caves of spiritual monks, it should be the worst one. Therefore, only three monks signed up to fight for that cave.

To Fang Liang's great joy, the monk who arranged the competition first let the other two people board the stone platform.

But this is just the beginning. If other monks change their minds or fail in the competition, they can naturally choose again. Until all the caves are guarded by monks and are invincible.

As more than a hundred monks entered the mist above the stone platform, the stone platform where the spiritual monks competed suddenly became sparse.

Watching the pairs of monks walking up the stone platform, Fang Liang reached out with his spiritual consciousness and took a closer look at the high platform. What disappointed him was that he couldn't see anything strange on the stone platform at all.

Although the place of battle was on the stone platform, Fang Liang was convinced that it was just an entrance to the Xumi space. As long as he stepped onto the stone platform, the two tokens would sense each other and be transported to the Xumi space. in the same place and then started fighting.

Soon, all the monks participating in the competition entered the three stone platforms.

Everyone did not wait long. After a cup of tea, mist suddenly surged on one of the three high platforms. The figure of a mid-stage infant-transformation monk rolled with the mist and suddenly appeared on the steps of the stone platform. .

His face was pale, and there seemed to be a trace of panic in his eyes.

Immediately behind the infant-transformation monk, a late-stage infant-transformation monk also appeared on the edge of the high platform.

It was obvious that although the two Yingying cultivators, whose strength was quite different, had a winner, it was not a crushing victory. At the last moment, the mid-term monk inspired the teleportation token.

After the first pair of monks appeared, the mist on the three stone platforms began to surge one after another. The figures of the monks began to quickly walk out of the high platforms and appeared in front of the three high platforms.

Most of these monks walked out one after another. The people in front all had gloomy expressions and a slightly pale look on their faces. The monk behind him had a hint of joy in his eyes.

Of course, there are naturally monks covered in blood,

Was quickly teleported out. It can be said that there are very few people who leave Shitai alone. This also shows that the situation of being able to completely kill the opponent is not too common.

Think about it, if you enter the realm of a monk inside, you will be suppressed in the early stage. The power of the secret techniques used by the monks is naturally not much different. It is very difficult to kill the opponent.

However, it didn't take long for everyone to decide the winner. After two cups of tea, nearly a thousand monks had left the three stone platforms.

Looking at everyone, Fang Liang was not surprised. It didn't take long for the monks to decide the winner. It could be said that they were all at the Transformation Infant Realm or below. There are very few aggregations, and it can be said that there are none among the Theosophical monks.

The person who wins naturally counts as winning once. If he wins four more times in a row, he can occupy the cave he chooses.

The Jianlongcheng monk who presided over the competition did not urge the victors to come forward to compete immediately, but gave everyone time to recover.

It wasn't until three cups of tea later that the first late-stage monk appeared on the stone steps of the high platform.

His expression was solemn, but there was also joy in his eyes. The monk who entered the stone platform with him did not show up, indicating that the monk had been killed by him.

No one knows whether the opponent's Dan Ying and spirit have escaped.

As the first aggregation monk appeared, the aggregation and theosophy monks also began to walk out one after another.

The host of the competition saw that the Dragon City monks were not idle. As long as someone left, he would look at the monks, compare the jade slips in his hands, and then start to call other monks to climb up to the high platform.

There are five rounds of competition, so you don’t have to worry about missing any.

There were originally only three people signing up for the cave that Fang Liang chose. Now that there was no one to challenge him, he naturally had to wait for the two monks to decide the winner before he could appear.

Time passed slowly, and there were tens of thousands of monks present. Although people came in and out, there was no feeling that many monks had truly fallen into the Sumeru space.

I don't know whether it was Fang Liang's fault, or whether the two monks were both of extraordinary strength. Until several hours passed, the two monks could not tell the winner.

The other people vying for the cave have already gone through several rounds.

However, after such a long time, it has been determined that there are not many caves owned by the owner.

It wasn't until a day later that Fang Liang opened his eyes after closing his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the stone steps of the high platform. At this moment, two ragged monks appeared in his eyes almost at the same time.

These two people were the same people who originally signed up with Fang Liang to compete for that cave.

Of these two cultivators, one is in the late stage of cultivating spirits and the other is in the middle stage of cultivating spirits. Fang Liang originally imagined that those in the later stages would easily defeat the mid-stage monks.

But looking at the current situation, the two cultivators are one level apart. Under the special restrictions in the Sumeru space, their strength is no longer comparable. At the last moment, the token in his hand was activated at the same time and was teleported out of the Xumi space.

Fang Liang couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw that the two men were in tatters and had bloody patches on their bodies.

Fang Liang, who has already cultivated the magical power of the Law Body and has seen the terrifying power of the Law Body, will naturally not take two monks of the same level in his eyes. If he had entered first, he would have defeated these two people long ago.

In a flash, Fang Liang arrived in front of a Jianlongcheng monk who was presiding over the competition.

"Fellow Taoist, the two Taoist friends who just showed up are fighting for the same cave as Fang. However, looking at the condition of the two of them at this moment, it will be difficult for them to return to their intact state within months or even years. I wonder how the next fight will proceed? "Fang Liang looked at the monk in front of him and asked directly.

After hearing what Fang Liang said, the spiritual cultivator looked at the two men who were in ragged clothes and with disordered auras, nodded and said:

"Those two fellow Taoists were the ones who inspired the tokens from the fight. According to the rules of the Dragon Valley Competition, both of those two fellow daoists died, so the fellow daoists can be considered victorious at this time. As long as one day passes, If no one challenges fellow Taoist, that fellow daoist can keep Cave No. 3000."

The words of the spiritual cultivator made Fang Liang's expression soften. It turns out that this competition has such rules.

But just when Fang Liang was rejoicing, thinking that he could get a cave without taking any action, a scene happened below, which made the smile on his face turn cold.

As if they heard the words of the monk who presided over the competition, more than a dozen monks who had already experienced a battle and failed came forward one after another, took out their tokens, and said that they would compete for the Cave No. 3000 in Tianzi.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, now someone wants to challenge Friend Daoist. Please enter the Sumeru Space to compete with Friend Daoist Wang."

Fang Liang looked coldly at the monk who crowded in front of him, with an indifferent expression, and handed the token in his hand to the presiding monk, asking him to activate the restriction in the token.

After everything was ready, he turned around and walked towards the high platform with a middle-aged monk with a cold face.

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