Volume 2 Treasure Hunt

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The black dragon rushed towards the purple shield. The purple shield met it without fear, and the two objects fought together. There were violent 'waves' in the air, mixed with countless dull sounds.

As time passed, the black 'colored' dragon gradually 'revealed' its fatigue, and at the same time shrank to a few feet in length, while the purple 'color' shield was still square, and the aura on it was not weak at all.

Despite facing the black dragon with fangs and claws, the purple 'color' shield did not fall behind at all. As the black dragon shrank to a few inches, the whitefriar's face became paler and a little helpless. After a few breaths, the black dragon in the sky finally became invisible.

The white-clothed monk shook his left hand, and a talisman appeared in his hand, and the white-clothed monk threw out the talisman, and the talisman turned into a green ruler, the body of the ruler exuded a faint blue light, about a few feet long and a few inches wide, exuding a unique aura of a heaven-level mid-level talisman.

The white-clothed monk flicked with one hand, and the green ruler 'shot' out, and soon hit the shield in front of Feng Fan's body. Bursts of crisp sound trembled and floated around, and countless True Yuan 'waves' flew out, exuding bursts of powerful power. The white-clothed monk hurriedly injected the true yuan into the green ruler, and the blue ruler was full of blue light, attacking the purple 'color' shield even more violently.

Feng Fan was one-handed, and as the true yuan swarmed out, the shield Gu Bao let out a light 'groan', and with the purple mang's masterpiece, he 'forced' the green ruler to retreat again and again.

After countless collisions, the green ruler gradually turned into nothingness. The white-clothed monk stretched out his left hand, and another talisman suddenly appeared, on which countless stone needle patterns were sealed. The white-clothed monk raised his left hand, and as the talisman disappeared, countless stone needles appeared in the air in front of him.

With the wave of the white-clothed monk's left hand, countless blue 'color' rays of light flashed, and the stone needles sprinkled towards Feng Fan like a blue rain in the sky. In the face of the attack from the heaven-level high-level talisman, Feng Fan's divine 'color' was still ancient and without 'wave', and under the 'manipulation' control of his divine consciousness and true yuan, the purple 'color' shield soared, enveloping his entire body.

Countless green mangs and shield ancient treasures met and fought together with each other. A loud popping sound resounded all around, making people deafening. The number of stone needles decreased dramatically, and there was no trace left after the impact, only the sound of 'swinging' people's hearts lingered in everyone's ears.

After the white-clothed monk desperately injected the true element in his body into these stone needles, coupled with the power of the seal in the heaven-level talisman itself, the stone needles actually "forced" the purple 'color' shield to retreat after most of it disappeared.

Feng Fan frowned slightly and quickly pointed at the purple 'colored' shield, and as several majestic True Yuan swarmed out, the shield ancient treasure exuded great power, and at the same time quickly stopped in the distance, no longer retreating, like a solid wall. Countless green mangs shrouded the shield, as if 'desire' devoured the ancient treasure, and after many entanglements, the green mangs disappeared completely.

At the moment when the blue ruler talisman had just disappeared, Feng Fan on the opposite side made a move with one hand, and the purple 'color' shield had been included in the Five Elements Xuan 'Meng' ring. Then Feng Fan's right hand flicked, and a talisman flew out, and the next moment, Feng Fan's figure disappeared without a trace.

"Ground-level super-level invisibility talisman!" the white-clothed monk exclaimed, and at the same time slapped his body several times in succession, and several layers of defense formed by various colors of light masks appeared around his body.

Feng Fan, who had opened the stealth spirit rune, had already appeared on the side of the white-clothed monk's body the next moment, and with a flip of his right hand, a dagger Gu Bao that he had obtained from killing the Lonely Cloud Dao Leader had appeared in Feng Fan's hand.

With a continuous wave of his right hand, Feng Fan unleashed several fierce attacks on the white-clothed monk. Several muffled sounds came, and the defenses formed by the various ground-level talismans that the white-clothed monk had opened in a hurry were successively defeated by the ancient treasures in Feng Fan's hands. The white-clothed monk slapped his body again in a panic, and another talisman was instantly opened, and a layer of blue 'color' shield was instantly formed.

After the white-clothed monk had just opened the heaven-level talisman to form a blue 'color' shield, Feng Fan's continuous attacks came again. Feeling that the defense formed by the talisman was gradually weakening, the white-clothed monk's face became pale and bloodless, and even wanted to admit the exit game for a while, so as not to face death after the blue 'color' shield was defeated. With a muffled "bang", the last layer of heaven-level talismans around the white-clothed monk's body finally collapsed under Feng Fan's rapid attack.

The white-clothed monk fearfully injected the true element in his body into the true yuan imperial shield around his body, and at this time, the invisibility spirit rune used by Feng Fan had lost its effect because it had exhausted the true element in it, and Feng Fan's figure clearly appeared two feet in front of the white-clothed monk's body.

Feng Fan didn't retreat at all, but waved with one hand, and the black 'colored' dagger Gu Bao rushed towards the white-clothed monk with a powerful force, and a breath between the beginning and peak level monks of the early Yuan Infant 'shot out', making the white-clothed monk not only bear great pressure on his body at this moment, but also sincerely produce endless fear in his heart. At this moment of life and death, the white-clothed monk did not hesitate to retreat quickly, escaping from the attack range of the Fengfan dagger.

The white-clothed friar, who quickly retreated, swiped the storage ring with a hideous face, and a black 'colored' bead suddenly appeared in front of him. The white-clothed monk quickly pointed at the black 'colored' beads, and the black 'colored' beads quickly flew towards Fengfan.

"Blood Demon Bead!" Feeling the violent aura carried in the black 'colored' bead, Feng Fan let out a low cry in his heart, and instantly pinched the magic technique with one hand, and his body first teleported backwards by more than ten zhang. Feng Fan then waved with one hand, and the purple 'color' shield flew out, and then Feng Fan quickly injected the True Yuan into the True Yuan Imperial Shield around his body. Seeing that Feng Fan was too powerful, the white-clothed monk used this Blood Demon Bead, which he had treasured for many years, was as famous as the Black Magic Bead and the Purple 'Jade' Divine Bead.

There was a loud "boom", and the blood bead exploded violently. The huge force rushed in all directions, and the shield ancient treasure suddenly shrank in half, and then was quickly repulsed, hitting the True Yuan Imperial Shield around Feng Fan's body. The aftermath of the explosion slammed into the shield through the ancient treasure, and after lasting for a breath, it caused the Fengfan True Yuan Imperial Shield to produce several violent 'waves', and then all the explosive force disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the Blood Bead failed to hurt the opponent in the slightest, the handsome face of the white-clothed monk 'revealed' a heavy despair, at this time he not only exhausted all the talismans, but also the consumption of the True Yuan Yuan was huge, and the most important thing was that the aura between the initial and peak level monks in the early Yuan Infant period that emanated from the last blow of the Fengfan Black 'Color' Dagger Ancient Treasure just now made this handsome monk completely give up the determination and courage to continue the competition.

"I'll admit defeat!" said the whitefriar, who had taken a few breaths, finally made up his mind and said with a look of loss.

Hearing the words of the white-clothed monk, Feng Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, then nodded slightly, accepted the shield ancient treasure, and stood in the distance and waited quietly.

The brown-clothed monk outside the arena heard the white-clothed monk admit defeat, so he announced the results of the competition. After hearing the results of the competition, Feng Fan slowly left the arena and returned to his position, waiting for the 'draw' for the next competition.

After more than an hour, the sixth round of the competition was finally over, and the eight winning disciples immediately conducted a 'draw' to decide the opponent of the seventh round of the competition. After the 'draw' was completed, Xu Hanyang announced that the seventh round of the competition would be held tomorrow, so everyone left the arena in front of the Star Sun Hall and returned to their residences.

On the second day, there was a sea of people in front of Xingri Island, and almost all the monks of Xingri Island gathered here, even the monks who were watching in the future a few days ago, there were a lot of them today, after all, today is the event where eight monks compete for the top four. According to the opponents who were drawn by lot, eight players played almost at the same time, in teams of two, each occupying a field.

Feng Fan's opponent is a fierce shirtless strong man, this strong man has a horizontal 'meat' on his face, a fierce face, and the muscles and 'flesh' on his arms are extremely developed, just like Feng Fan, he is a peak level monk in the late stage of Huadan. The two reported their names one after another, and after Xu Hanyang announced the start of the competition, the two opened the True Yuan Imperial Cover almost at the same time.

The shirtless man flicked the storage ring, and a black 'colored' hammer flew out. The black hammer surged against the wind, instantly turning into a giant hammer as large as a millstone, and a powerful force surged out of it. The shirtless man pointed at the giant hammer, and the giant hammer rose into the air, and then crushed towards Feng Fan under the control of his divine sense.

With a wave of one hand, Feng Fan 'excited' and 'shot' out of a blood axe, and the blood axe rose wildly in the wind, exuding a thick bloody aura, this ancient treasure was the ancient treasure that Feng Fan obtained by killing the bloodthirsty demon lord in the trial of Star Demon Island. After the blood axe and the black hammer met, there were countless 'fierce' collisions in an instant, and the red and black 'color' light bloomed.

"The breath of the early Yuan Infant initial level monk?" Feeling the aura emanating from the shirtless strong man's black hammer, Feng Fan secretly underestimated in his heart, it seems that the ** cultivated by the shirtless strong man is extremely special, and he can exert the strength equivalent to the initial level monk of the early Yuan Infant.

"The strength of the early Yuanying peak level cultivator!?" Feeling the aura emanating from the Blood Axe Ancient Treasure driven by Feng Fan, the shirtless strong man's heart was shocked. But in terms of his own strength, the shirtless strong man can exert more than half of his own cultivation level by virtue of his cultivation of special **, and he is almost invincible among monks of the same level, but he didn't expect to encounter an opponent who is even more domineering than himself in the seventh round of competition for the top four today.

Although the Black Hammer was much larger than the Blood Axe, it was extremely incongruous that the seemingly smaller Blood Axe had the upper hand and slashed the Black Hammer into defeat.

Some of the monks who watched the other three competitions occasionally swept their divine senses here, and were immediately attracted by the competition between Feng Fan and the shirtless strong man, after all, both of them were able to exert their strength equivalent to the early monks of Yuanying, making this competition extremely 'fine'. Even the owner of the island, Xu Hanyang, swept his eyes here, attracted by the fierce battle between Feng Fan and the shirtless strong man.