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The alchemy monks who participated in the competition were not all monks who were in the late stage of alchemy.

If there are so many capable people in a sect, it would be really scary.

Therefore, most of the monks who came to participate in the temple competition were in the middle stage of alchemy, and there were also early alchemy monks who wanted to try it out like Mo Lingxiao.

On the ring, Bai Yunfei had already fought with a monk who was also in the middle stage of alchemy.

On one side, True Monarch Bai Yu explained to Mo Wushuang: "Wu Shuang, pay attention, it is your elder brother's natal magic weapon, the Wind and Cloud Fan of Habitat Fire.

When cultivators fight after forming alchemy, most of them use their own talismans, so you must carefully consider when choosing and refining natal talismans.

The issues of attack and defense must be considered in advance.

Look at your senior brother's Wind and Cloud Fan, which has its own phantom formation, which can be used for both offense and defense. He has been refining it for several years and using a lot of rare materials. "

Mo Wushuang nodded, and began to ponder in her heart, she knew that Master was reminding her.

While he was contemplating, the winner was already decided on the ring, Bai Yunfei knocked his opponent down the ring and won in the end.

On Bai Yunhe's side, the battle also ended at about the same time. Mo Wushuang didn't know until now that Bai Yunhe turned out to be a mutated Lei Linggen. No wonder his cultivation improved so quickly.

Lei Lingen's monks had no intention of attacking, and the opponent was overwhelmed after a few hits, so he immediately conceded defeat.

The two jumped off the ring and smiled at Mo Wushuang on the high platform.

Mo Wushuang compared thumbs to the two.

Twenty-six people eliminated thirteen people, plus one bye, a total of fourteen people advanced.

Fourteen people drew lots again, and this time there was no bye.

Mo Lingxiao's luck this time was not very good, and the one he got was a monk who was in the late stage of alchemy.

The gap in cultivation was too great, no matter how many methods he had and how fierce his swordsmanship was, he was still defeated after holding on for half an hour.

Bai Yunfei and Bai Yunhe won again.

Mo Lingxiao didn't feel too disappointed after failing, after all, the gap in cultivation was there.

Mo Wushuang still encouraged him.

True Monarch Bai Yu raised his brows, "Ling Xiao's golden sword seems to be much more powerful than previous strikers."

In the third round, there were seven players left, and one had a bye. The result of the draw was Bai Yunhe's bye.

Bai Yunhe shrugged at Bai Yunfei's direction, "Brother, it's too much work for this capable person, I'll rest for a while, little brother."

Bai Yunfei stood on the ring, looked at the man opposite with a sullen expression, and raised a good-looking brow?

His opponent this time turned out to be Ning Qingsong.

"Bai Yunfei, I will make you pay the price today."

"That also depends on whether you have the ability?"

Ning Qingsong also no longer hesitated to shoot directly.

"Disillusionment Slash."

"The situation is changing."

This Ning Qingsong is also in the middle stage of alchemy, he is an elite disciple of the Ning family, he has a lot of magic weapons, and his fighting ability is not weak.

The two are evenly matched.

"Xuanlongsuo, go."

"The sea of ​​fire is raging."

Mo Wushuang watched intently.

"Master, tell me which of the two of them will be better."

True Monarch Baiyu pondered, "It's hard to say, the two of them are quite equal in strength. However, the power of Yunfei's natal magic weapon seems to have improved, and it seems to have a certain suppressive effect on Ning Qingsong's magic weapon."

Mo Wushuang realized in his heart that the elder brother must have melted the Nine Netherworld Iron she gave into the Fire-Staying Wind and Cloud Fan.

The two fought three times in a row, and their spiritual power was seriously drained.