Hearing the slightly harsh sound, Qin Fengming couldn't help but turn his head to look at the place where the sound came from. 【Read full text】
I saw a female cultivator wearing a colorful robe standing in the air, her face was unflattering, her complexion was green and black, and there were many pimples on her face. As his eyes opened and closed, there was the slightest flash of quiet light.
There was no monk standing with the female cultivator within five feet of her.
Qin Fengming just glanced at her and already saw that this female cultivator was a person who practiced a very sinister technique. Other cultivators may not be able to see the aura emanating from her body, but Qin Fengming could clearly see it. There was actually a transparent mist covering the entire surface of his body.
This layer of mist was extremely thin, and it would have been absolutely difficult to detect it if his consciousness hadn't been extremely powerful at this time.
It seems that this female monk must be an extremely difficult person. Qin Fengming looked at the female cultivator with eyes full of fear.
"Fellow Taoists, can't you let Fei go? Then... okay. Just now, Senior Xu said that each monk can only lose five competitions every day, then... let Fei choose five Fellow Taoist. But I wonder if all of you have already placed bets?"
His face was pale, his body turned, and he looked around at the people around him. Qin Fengming's tone was weak, as if he was forced into desperation by everyone. Despite this expression, he still looked at the hundreds of monks surrounding him. No one was missed.
The female cultivator from Huangquan Palace did not leave, but stood on the stone steps, watching with great interest. It seemed that this kind of thing had happened countless times.
As for Qin Fengming, everyone has already regarded him as a person of low strength. Although they don't know why he was chosen to participate in the flag-bearing competition, everyone naturally regarded him as a mere ghost commander late cultivator who can do whatever they want. Lamb to the slaughter.
No one else, because there were hundreds of monks present. Except for Qin Fengming, all of them were at the peak of Ghost Commander.
"Haha, this junior really doesn't know how to live or die, and he dares to come here to participate in such a competition. Doesn't he know that less than half of the people who hold the banner of Huangquan Palace will survive in the end?"
A monk standing far away looked at Qin Fengming and couldn't help but gloat about his misfortune.
"Fellow Taoist, as long as you choose me, I will protect you from now on. If anyone dares to challenge you again, I will let him lack an arm. I will never break my promise." As the crowd divided, they walked in More than a dozen monks, including an old man with red face and white beard, walked in.
"Huh, the same is true for me. As long as you hand over a drop of blood essence, you will be my Xue Yue's from now on. At this time, I already have more than 20 Taoist friends under my command. As long as you hand over a drop of blood essence to me every month, No one will dare to invade you again."
Before Qin Fengming could say anything, figures were moving in the other direction, and a dozen monks appeared.
One of them, a white-faced middle-aged man who looked to be only in his forties, appeared in front of everyone, snorted coldly, and spoke in the same unceremonious manner.
With the appearance of the two men, the monks who had gathered here immediately gave way. The evil-faced monk who was the first to challenge them, although he did not show much fear, he also stepped aside.
Regarding the last two waves of monks who arrived, Qin Fengming's expression changed even more. He looked up at everyone, and when the fear in his eyes appeared, his body began to tremble.
"So many fellow Taoists gathered around Fei, I guess they are all betting. Fei is not very smart, even if everyone has bet three drops of blood essence and 200,000 Yin stones. Then I will choose five first. Fellow Taoist. The last two fellow Taoists who came here are extraordinary at first sight. Let’s count them as one. In addition, there is you. You also have you.”
Following Qin Fengming's hand, he immediately selected five people. At this time, his face was still pale and his eyes had no sparkle at all.
"Hahaha, fellow Taoist is really a trustworthy person. You haven't forgotten me yet, so hurry up and hand over your blood essence."
When the evil-faced old man selected by Qin Fengming saw that the other party had chosen him, he immediately laughed and held up a token. He stretched it out and wanted to ask Qin Fengming for a drop of blood essence.
Although the others did not take out their tokens, except for the two monks who spoke last, the other two people also stepped forward.
"Just now, Fei heard from Fairy Xu that only the loser in the competition can hand over the bet. Although Fei is not high in cultivation, he also wants to ask fellow Taoists for some advice first. Even if it is just a formality, please take action in a moment. Please be merciful. As long as Fei is not injured, Fei promises that he will take out a drop of blood every day and give it to you."
After bowing to the five people, Qin Fengming still spoke with a hint of fear. After finishing speaking, he turned around again, looked at the female cultivator standing on the stone steps, and said with a downcast expression:
"Senior Xu, please host it. I want to go through the motions, so please allow me."
"Of course you can. Fellow Taoist, you only need to go to any stone platform behind the Chengyu Hall, stand in the teleportation array, and then you can reach the competition ground. But remember, don't hurt anyone's life."
The female cultivator smiled slightly, gave Qin Fengming a meaningful look, and said a reminder. By this time, she seemed to have understood something. She has also lived for hundreds of years. With her powerful consciousness, she has already seen the excitement flashing in Qin Fengming's eyes.
She didn't know where she was at this time, but the middle-aged monk named Fei in front of her was playing the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.
Behind the Chengyu Hall, there are hundreds of stone platforms standing. On the stone platforms, there is a colorful magic circle. Based on Qin Fengming's experience, he knew that it was a teleportation array.
Without hesitation, Qin Fengming flew up with a look of determination on his face and flew towards a stone platform.
Watching the middle-aged monk flying towards the competition arena, the monks standing on the spot seemed to have smelled something, but they did not have the powerful spiritual consciousness of the female cultivator surnamed Xu.
The female cultivator could see the hint of excitement in Qin Fengming, and Qin Fengming deliberately showed it. Otherwise, with his ability, a mere early Ghost Lord cultivator would have detected the slightest bit of what he was thinking.
"Hmph, how can a person in the late stage of Gui Shuai still be better than me? I will use my hands and feet to repair that junior."
Although this monk with a sinister face seemed to feel something strange, he believed that his methods were extraordinary. In the three months since he came here, he had played dozens of games and only lost three games.
And the three losses to opponents were not due to lack of opportunities, but due to slight carelessness.
As the evil-faced monk left, a moment later, a burst of light suddenly flashed out in the air at the edge of the square. A huge area of colorful soap bubbles was revealed.
Standing in the huge restriction with a radius of two hundred feet, Qin Fengming couldn't help but admire him greatly.
This kind of giant ** formation that can be arranged in the air is not a method that exists in the world of immortality at this time. This kind of formation flag that can be submerged in the void already involves some space spells.
At this time, Qin Fengming had never dabbled in this kind of space spell.
Just this aerial magic circle is enough to show how powerful the underworld palace is.
Standing in the space array, Qin Fengming moved forward slowly, very slowly, and looked at the evil-faced monk opposite who was glaring angrily, his face still pale. He bowed and spoke again: "Fei has no intention of starting a fight with fellow Taoist, so I would like to ask fellow Taoist to be merciful and not to do anything harsh."
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