Huayang Fairy's face was strange, and he said to the Whale Heavenly Daoist, in the final analysis, it is the left side that is responsible for this matter, what is the left side going to do?

The Whale Heavenly Daoist over there touched his nose, then looked at the other person beside him, and said lightly: "The matter of this lottery is too complicated, so the Foreign Affairs Hall is mainly responsible for the lottery." ”

The one beside him was the inner deacon of the left side, Teng Wenyue, who also practiced virtual cultivation.

This has always been solemn, maintaining the stability that he has always been unfazed, and he still exudes a bookish atmosphere. It is said that this former high-ranking official of a country in the southern continent is said to be the prime minister. It's just that I had an epiphany later, and I went directly to the Jindan period.

Seeing that all the bigwigs were looking at him, this Tengwen Yue was calm, but he just bowed to his own elder, and said slowly: "In previous years, there was a big competition, and there were people who were not much different in strength, and there were also those who were deadlocked with each other for half a month. ”

"......" All the high-level cultivators inhaled in unison, worthy of being experienced in the mortal court. Look at what people say, what is this? It's only been a day and a night!

But can it be the same? People have been in a stalemate for half a month, so it's all people's brains out of dogs' brains, okay? But look at this! What is this? Is this special stalemate? It's just hiding and not seeing anyone, and threatening others to admit defeat! What about the face?

Teng Wenyue turned around slowly, looked at the ring again, and even a jade talisman appeared in his hand, his divine sense sank, and after a long while, he frowned and pondered, and finally put away the jade talisman.

All the senior cultivators looked at each other again, but the old prime minister didn't say a word, just looked at the ring in front of him.

After being silent for a long time, the old gentleman whispered to the subordinates next to him: "Open the Spirit Gathering Array in this stand, and give everyone some spirit fruits, if you should cultivate, just cultivate." ”

Hiss~!The person heard a burst of inhalation.

The monk below sensed that the situation was different, and hurriedly asked. But not long after, a left-wing monk replied: "The inner deacon ordered, let's give everyone the spirit fruit, open the spirit gathering array, everyone wants to cultivate, just cultivate." ”

This time it's more of an inhale.

No way, this is the meaning of a protracted war!

Not only that, but some monks directly took out the spirit fruits, immortal wine and other kinds of food they carried, and had already begun to push the cups with the Taoist friends beside them.

There's no way, let's go, I'm not reconciled. It's not a problem to stay like this, right?

......

The light of the early morning was sprinkled, and everyone sighed in their hearts, "Alas...... Dabi! It's so boring!"

As the sun fell, everyone's mood was slightly better.

The ring in the big array was still the same as it was at the beginning, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came out, "I admit defeat!"

I just drank and squirted out the wine in one gulp. I just ate something and almost bit my tongue.

Even the Great Dao Sect monk in charge of the Great Array was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What did you just say?"

But I heard a voice from the big array again, "I admit defeat!"

Everyone was still stunned, and they heard a depressed roar: "I, the hundred ghost gates have no intention! admit defeat!

At this moment, everyone was sure that the big array was opened. I saw that Baili Wuxin's body was no longer ghostly, and his expression was gloomy, but he was unharmed. Without the ghost qi cover, his face was unusually fair, and he even wanted to praise it at a glance: "Handsome young man!"

But his face was extremely gloomy at the moment, and he quietly flew out of the big array, flying towards the waiting place of the Hundred Ghost Gate.

Originally, there was still one person from the Hundred Ghost Sect who wanted to fight, but he heard Baili unintentionally say: "Uncle Shi, you can't beat him." And ...... "This time, Baili Wuxin changed it to Transsion."

I saw that the middle-aged monk who had just looked indignant turned into shock, and then looked at the middle of the formation.

Only then did everyone remember, what about Xiao Wu who was lying down to win? They all looked together, but they saw a person floating in the array, with a green shirt and a sword, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and when he saw everyone's eyes, he hurriedly made a move, "Xiao Wu of the Tibetan Sect in Xiali, thank you for your support! This battle is not easy to win!"

Everyone scolded in unison, especially those who bought the Hundred Ghost Gate Victory Lottery Ticket, and at this moment they almost grabbed Baili and asked unintentionally, why did you admit defeat so well? Why did you cultivate to the Yuan Infant Stage? Did you kid not pass the test? You can't stand it for a day or two nights?

However, the victory or defeat is calculated according to the sect, and the uncle who has no heart for a hundred miles may be able to defeat this shameless man?

Everyone looked at the Hundred Ghost Gate again. But after seeing the middle-aged monk's face change several times, he sighed and said, "I am a hundred ghosts, admit defeat." ”

Rumble~!

The monks were not calm, "Sun Tzu, the grandson of the Hundred Ghost Sect, it is a shame that Lao Tzu thinks that you are the sixth ranked sect!"

"It's so embarrassing! I'm ashamed to be on the same continent as you!"

"Hundred Ghost Gate! What the hell are you still cultivating? You are all cowards!"

The middle-aged monk's face was furious, but he was stopped by Baili Wuxin, and said softly: "Let's leave now, don't wade into this troubled water." ”

After that, he took a deep look at Xiao Wu, who was still in the formation.

But he saw Xiao Wu grinning at him, waving his hand and shouting: "Baili Daoyou, go slowly, invite you to dinner another day!"

Baili didn't answer without intention, but said to the people of the Hundred Ghost Sect: "Let's go, go back to the sect." ”

Everyone packed up and left directly.

The audience was overwhelmed, what made the Hundred Ghost Sect make the decision not to make a move by the second monk? Just can't find Xiao Wu? No, right? If it's really so impatient, then what are you still cultivating? Which of the monks is not extremely patient?

Xiao Wu saw the Hundred Ghost Gate retreating, his face was smiling, he clasped his fists and saluted again to the stands, and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, this time Xiao has done his best to win, everyone buy my lottery ticket! Support me!"

Zhao Yanran's expression did not move, but Tian Ba's face was very dark, and there was no joy of victory at all. It's so embarrassing! Hundred Ghost Sect is a shame, and it's even more shameful to be away from the Tibetan Sect!

In the center stand, the fat monk and the Huayang Fairy Divine Sense swept towards the ring together. Then the two looked at each other, and the fat monk said, "Huayang Daoyou can see it?"

Hua Yangzi nodded slightly, but sighed and said, "I can only see the remnants of his spells, but I can't see the specific battle situation at all." ”

The fat monk is a kind person, nodded slightly at this moment, and said softly: "The same is true for poor monks." ”

In fact, Xiao Wu didn't say cool words, his victory was indeed not easy. It's just that he didn't want to be in the limelight in this first battle, and he wanted to leave suspense for the later battles, so after he entered the formation, he had already acted according to the plan.

He hid underground, and sank all the way to a place where he couldn't go deeper, where was the formation layer of this great protective array. As soon as Xiao Wu arrived, he used a trick to change his breath, and then the illusion began to unfold slowly, and he attached himself to the light mask of the large array.

Time was pressing, Xiao Wu asked the old immortal, "Can this formation be controlled?"