I run a cram school in the realm of self-cultivation

Hu Bufan was just pretending.

The Tianjiao who came here, their ultimate goal is to enter the Central Continent.

The exorbitant tuition fees that Fang He talked about made him go down the stairs naturally.He shook his head frantically, stepped back and covered his storage bag and said:

"No, no, I don't have spirit stones like Wen Shuoran."

Fang He clapped his hands, put the spirit stone that Hu Yifan had just given into the storage bag, and looked up at the stone tablet.

The stele was shrouded in a layer of mist, and the shadows inside were so vague that it was hard to see clearly.

But obviously, Yuan Beiguo's situation is not optimistic.

On the stone tablet, bright blood flowed down and dripped down the steps, making a light ticking sound.

Although he couldn't see the situation on the stage clearly, Fang He could clearly perceive the situation above.

Yuan Beiguo's formation didn't take shape at all.A few middle-grade spirit stones were scattered above, and it was too late to get stuck into the nodes in the space.On the contrary, it was the opponent's power that quietly began to pollute the pure aura in the formation.

"Give up resistance." A charming female voice sounded in everyone's ears, with a little temptation.

The fog cleared away, only to see a beautiful woman standing on the other side of the stele.She was wearing white clothes, and the originally elegant clothes on her body showed a bit of temptation.The exquisite figure is displayed in front of everyone.

Her clothes were worn by her meticulously, but they had an unprovoked flair.Her slender fingers covered her mouth, hiding the smile at the corner of her mouth.

She moved lightly with lotus steps, moved slightly in front of Yuan Beiguo, put her fingers on his jaw, raised his face, and exhaled like blue: "I think you have a good talent in formation, do you want to be enchanted? I I really like you."

Hearing her words, everyone present looked at each other.They didn't expect that besides Wu Chengxian, there was a second person from the Demonic Way on the mother stele.

After all, the hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao who came out before are all people on the right path.

Everyone watched with cold eyes.

On the stone tablet, Yuan Beiguo seemed to be bewitched, and murmured after the other party: "Enchanted?"

The demon woman smiled, and coaxed softly: "Yes, as long as you become a demon, let alone one Fang He, even ten Fang Cranes, you can trample him under your feet."

Her eyes met Yuan Beiguo's, and he could see the weakness and obsession in Yuan Beiguo's heart at a glance.

Fang He touched his nose, and he stood there facing everyone's eyes with an innocent face.

Yuan Beiguo's eyes have been blurred, he has been immersed in the beautiful dream woven by the witch woman, forgetting where he is.

The woman of the devil way laughed even more happily. Her eyes moved away from Yuan Beiguo's face and landed on everyone's faces. She said with a low smile, "This is the disciple of the Righteous Way now, it's just..."

"Vulnerable." Her eyebrows and eyes became sharp instantly, and the fingers lifting Fang He's chin suddenly exerted force.She narrowed her eyes slightly, almost anticipating the scene of blood blooming in the next second.

She saw that Yuan Beiguo seemed to have recovered from a beautiful secret place, and the eyes that met her were full of fear and unwillingness.

The witch girl smiled lightly towards Yuan Beiguo, she likes to see other people's expressions like this the most, it is really memorable.

However, at this moment, accidents arose.

She felt a chill behind her.A dagger made of spirit stone suddenly appeared behind her, splashing blood.

The pure spiritual power is input into the demon body, causing the magic power to stagnate.What bothered her the most was a wound on her delicate and fair back.

The face of the witch woman turned cold all of a sudden.The blood mist swirling around her condensed at this moment.

The gas forms a solid.

The blood mist condensed into pieces of bright red stones in an instant.Although the shape of the stone is somewhat similar to the spirit stone, it is actually a blood stone.

Bloodstones can also form formations.

The demonic woman's eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and when she swiped her finger in the air, the bloodstone fell from her mouth, and landed in various places just right.

The air froze in an instant, and the two formation masters stood at both ends of the stele, their bodies not moving, they closed their eyes, and the expressions on their faces were ever-changing.

But anyone can see that this is a battle between two formation masters.

Unlike Fang He's competition just now, it simply exceeded everyone's understanding of the formation master!

"Looking at it like this, Yuan Beiguo will definitely win. The woman from the Devil's Way had an ugly look at that moment just now."

"Sure. The formation is changing in real time. The formation that the witch woman is using is still hundreds of years ago. It is estimated that Yuan Bei can see the loopholes in it at a glance."

"It's a pity that this witch woman was born at an untimely time. If she were in our era, she would probably be a well-known genius female formation mage in the devil world!"

Unlike the joyous and lively surroundings, Fang He frowned, faintly feeling that the situation in Yuan Bei Guo was not good.

There are bright spots and dark spots all over Yuan Beiguo's formation, almost every two nodes connected together, there will be a dark spot on it.On the contrary, although the magician's formation was hundreds of years ago, her foundation is very stable, with much fewer bright spots and dark spots than Yuan Beiguo.

"In just 10 minutes, Yuanbei will definitely lose."

Fang He quickly made a calculation in his heart.

Sure enough, in less than 10 minutes, the situation on the field changed.Yuan Beiguo's formation in the field collapsed without warning, and his spiritual power exploded instantly and dissipated in the air.

And the female formation mage of the magic way, her formation is still intact, entwining Yuan Beiguo overwhelmingly.Her eyes were full of killing intent.

At this moment, Hu Bufan's expression changed suddenly: "No, she is going to kill Yuan Beiguo."

The moment he put his hand on the hilt of the sword and was about to unsheath it, a low-grade spirit stone soared into the air, harnessing the spirit power, and struck towards a point in the blood formation.

The sneak attack on this low-grade spirit stone was random and quick.When the sorcerer's formation mage noticed, the spirit stone had already touched her formation.

It sounded like breaking glass.

Yuan Beiguo opened his eyes wide, seeing that the dense blood formation that had covered the entire sky was easily shattered like this.At this moment, the huge and complex blood array disintegrated, dissipating inch by inch between the sky and the earth.

Yuan Beiguo didn't even have time to look at everything around him, holding the spirit stone dagger that had just fallen to the ground, and stabbing towards the sorcerer's formation mage.

The blood mist dissipated and the battle ended.

Due to the intervention of external forces, Yuan Beiguo was judged to have lost this time.His blue token floated in the air, and finally converted into a ray of light, immersed in Yuan Beiguo's spiritual consciousness.

This is the inheritance of the mother monument.

Yuan Beiguo closed his eyes, accepting the inheritance of the token, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Fang He standing in the center of the crowd, smiling at him with a smile, suddenly, a bad feeling A premonition came over him.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Yuan Beiguo cried even more sadly while hugging his empty storage bag.

It's just a low-grade spirit stone!He actually wanted to take away all his middle-grade spirit stones.

Yuan Beiguo made up his mind that if someone asked him to break the battle next time, the charging price must be raised according to the market.

Now he has fully affirmed Fang He's strength, but he is still a little ashamed and can't bear to ask Fang He for advice.

Next is the battle of the purple token.

Almost all the people beside Fang He kept walking up and down.In this battle, he also saw Ye Jinqi's fighting style that he was most curious about.

His weapon is a cane.The crutch that looked like a tree branch picked up by the side of the road was amazing, no matter how the opponent's spiritual power hit it, it couldn't cause any damage to the crutch.

But in the end, it was Ye Jinqi who conceded.The token turned into light and merged into his spiritual consciousness, and he stepped down contentedly, obviously very satisfied with this battle.

When he came down, Fang He asked, and then he realized that what was in the token was not the inheritance he imagined, but the whole battle process.

Those who have lost the battle can recall it repeatedly and summarize the battle process.

You know, even if it's just the name engraved at the end of the mother's stele, now it is the top talent who is famous in the whole continent.Not to mention, these Tianjiao's paths are similar to those of the opponents.

Such a harvest is very satisfying.

Fang He sat on the spot, playing with a few low-grade spirit stones up and down.Beside him, Shi Shuo stood up holding his sword.

Now, it was his turn to light up the purple token on his body.

Shi Shuo walked towards the stele, and everyone looked at him full of curiosity.

Shi Shuo was the only name that no one had heard of.Logically speaking, if they could get so many tokens, they should know each other better, but there were so many people here, and no one had ever seen him.

"There's no doubt about it." The woman with blue misty eyes blinked his eyes, looked at Shi Shuo's figure and said casually, "Because everyone who saw him died."

He walked up to the stele, and the sword energy came out of its sheath.

With one strike, the unformed projection opposite him was torn apart.

This strength is impressive.

So far, they haven't seen anyone defeat the projection with one blow.

Who knows, this is not the end.

Shi Shuo looked at the ground, and his eyes fell on the name on the top of the mother stele.His brows and eyes were slightly curved, and he pointed at the name with the tip of his sword provocatively.

His tone seemed to be filled with endless sarcasm, and he said, "Try."

The onlookers had no idea that the climax of this secret realm was actually here.

The crowd was in an uproar.

They looked at Shi Shuo standing in the stone tablet with incredulous eyes.

The names at the bottom are already the top talents, and they are beyond reach with their abilities.

Let alone No.1!

"Who is this person? He is too arrogant. He actually dares to directly challenge No.1."

"It's fake, the mother monument probably won't agree."

"I want to see how strong he is, and he will be beaten to the ground by then."

The sounds of ridicule and booing gradually rose from the surroundings.Shi Shuo didn't seem to hear it, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up:

"Why don't you let me try?"

"Or is it that the No.1 Xie Lingtai is just a vain name?"

"In this case, I don't need this token." After saying this, he threw the token in his hand on the ground with disdain, and walked towards the monument.

Seeing such a scene, Hu Bufan on the side slapped his thigh and said, "This is too arrogant."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and said to Fang He: "Look at the expression on his face, it is inexplicably familiar. I finally know why, his mocking gesture looks like you."