Then, a low and muffled incantation sound slowly came out of Jialanxing's mouth.

Countless golden Sanskrit words poured out from the beads, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a golden magic circle, forcibly trapping Wei Zhong in it.

In the sound of "buzzing" Sanskrit sounds, Wei Chong's intuition was as heavy as a flash, and the pale yellow rune on his forehead suddenly trembled slightly, and cracked with a "snap".

"Ahh

Wei Zhong's divine consciousness suddenly sank, and the illusion that he was desperately suppressing suddenly burst out, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into a nightmare in an instant, and the vision was full of the illusion of Jialan's woman, with different expressions, some bowed their heads and pondered, some frowned and angry, and some smiled.

Every illusion was so tempting that people couldn't help but feel pity, the flag in Wei Chong's hand slammed to the ground, his eyes gradually became dull, his face distorted in pain from struggle, almost crying or laughing with these illusions.

The purple light in Jialan's eyes condensed, and the green white jade fingers changed like wheels, increasing the power of the Nightmare Method, making the struggling color on Wei Chong's face even more vigorous.

"You ...... Women, don't ...... On a cloud...... Ahh

Wei Chong's face was distorted and almost deformed, and after letting out a low wail that was almost like a beast, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were already blood-red, and his face was extremely hideous.

He bit the tip of his tongue ruthlessly, spit out a ball of essence blood in his mouth, and finally flashed a trace of clarity in his eyes, and took this opportunity to quickly pinch the magic in his hand, and a burst of red light appeared all over his body, and under the crazy turn, a red vortex was slowly formed, causing the hot breath in the Valley of Flames to converge on his body as if he had received a summons. This causes the air temperature to increase suddenly.

After a few breaths, the red vortex surrounding Wei Zhong swelled several times. And under a rise and contraction, it burst open in an instant. In a flash, it turned into two fire spirits the size of a foot and floated in the air beside him.

The fire spirit looked similar to a humanoid from a distance, and its whole body was composed of raging flames, revealing only a hideous face as black as charcoal, and as soon as the claw void grasped, it stirred up a burst of crackling sparks, and the momentum was so strong that it was much more prosperous than the fire phoenix of Fangcai.

Even the people watching around felt a scorching heat rushing over their faces, and they all retreated a little distance.

The wind on the side saw this. I was happy in my heart.

Others may not know, but he knows in his heart that what Wei Zhong is performing at this moment is the Five Spirits Sect's unique secret method of gathering spirits.

As soon as the two fire spirits appeared, they continued to dance their claws and impact the golden magic circle, and the black-red billowing flames and the golden light curtain continued to intertwine and collide, causing a burst of golden light to tremble.

And Wei Zhong in the middle urged the magic decision with a solemn face, bent on breaking the magic circle before his sanity fell.

Seeing this, Jialan's purple light in her eyes did not decrease, and her fingertips shot out Sanskrit endlessly. Constantly submerged into the golden circle.

Wei Zhong urged the fire spirit to attack the magic circle, and at the same time suffered the erosion of the nightmare Dafa, most of his mana was used to resist the illusion in the sea of consciousness, and he knew that he could not support it for too long. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth, and the magic trick in his hand changed, and he roared. The two fire spirits actually rushed towards themselves with a twist of spearhead.

I saw Wei Zhong under the collision of black and red firelight, and his body suddenly burned with a "boom". It's just that the flame turns from red to black in just a few breaths. It turned into a raging black flame, and Wei Chong's figure gradually blurred and soared in the firelight, and the next moment, a huge fire spirit several feet tall suddenly appeared in the magic circle, but his face was changed to Wei Chong's appearance.

"What kind of secret art is this?"

Xin Yuan let out a low cry, and his face was shocked.

In this form, Wei Zhong's aura on his body is more than half stronger than before, and he is already infinitely close to the transformation of crystals.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed, and he also sighed in his heart.

The cultivation realm of the Zhongtian Continent was really unfathomable, and sure enough, no matter how the secret techniques were, they were far beyond imagination, and even they couldn't help but have a trace of yearning.

At this time, the black fire spirit had already swept up the black flames in the sky, turned into a black shadow, and suddenly rushed towards the corner of the magic circle.

"Boom!" came out with an earth-shattering rumbling sound.

Countless black sparks mixed with golden rays splashed and flew out!

The golden light array was punched by the black demon spirit, and the golden light suddenly trembled wildly under a ripple, although this array stubbornly blocked Wei Zhong's dying blow, but it was not as calm as before.

Seeing this, in a roar, the giant arm entwined by the black flame slammed into the golden light curtain again.

Seeing this, Jialan's eyes flashed with surprise, and with a flick of his wrist, he suddenly took out a small wooden fish, and then urged the law to be decided, and there was a "hum" sound from the wooden fish.

The sound was like the sound of the hollow valley, which made the black demon spirit can't help but shake its heart, and the giant arm raised in its hand is slow.

In this way, a few clear sounds of wooden fish came out, and the Sanskrit sound in the golden magic circle was also suddenly urgent, although the black fire spirit raised its arm a few times and wanted to resist, but the clear-eyed people had already seen that the flames on its body seemed to gradually dim, and the roar in its mouth was gradually covered by the bursts of Sanskrit sound in the magic circle.

After half a cup of tea, Wei Zhong finally couldn't maintain his demon form, and the black flames around him dispersed, and his body fell back to its original appearance, and he fell into a deep sleep.

In this battle, Jialan won.

"In the second competition, the Heavenly Fowl Sect won. Seeing that Jialan had won, the green-robed nun immediately announced with joy on her face.

Feng Zhan's complexion at this time was really ugly and ugly, and in order to win Wei Zhong into this gambling fight, he paid a great price in private. And the location of this gambling battle, Flame Mountain, was also selected to cooperate with this Wei heavy exercise method and spiritual weapon, but I didn't expect this son to lose in the first round.

What made Feng Zhan even more depressed was that the Buddha bead spirit weapon and the wooden fish used by this woman could be seen at a glance that they were Buddhist things, and the grade was no less than the best spiritual weapon in Wei Chong's hand, and the secret method used was obviously a Buddhist secret technique, which must be inseparable from Qing Shui An.

But Wei Zhong himself is also a disciple of the Five Spirits Sect, which makes him really bitter and unspeakable.

The beautiful woman surnamed Xiao couldn't laugh anymore after watching the battle between Jialan and Wei Chong, and the Taoist priest surnamed Shi on the side also looked a little gloomy.

The two of them knew that this Jialan must have a lot to do with Qingshui'an, but first, it was not good to offend this Qingshui'an, and secondly, they couldn't catch any handle on the surface, so it was understandable that they were angry in their hearts.

After witnessing the second competition, the young man with the scar of the Golden Jade League also showed a solemn look for the first time.

It's no wonder! Jialan's Nightmare Technique can directly act on the opponent's spirit, no matter how powerful the physical cultivation or holding the best spiritual weapon like Wei Zhong, once the slightest mistake is caught in this technique, I am afraid that he can only obediently tie his hands and capture.

Feng Zhan sent two disciples to step forward and lift the sleeping Wei Zhong back, seeing that his painful expression had receded, but a stream of white foam slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he immediately snorted secretly, but still took out a blue pill for him to take, and then ordered his reluctant demeanor to take care of it carefully.

After tidying up the scene a little, the nun immediately announced the start of the third competition.

This third game was played by Liu Ming of the Changfeng Society against Zhu Hao of the Heavenly Bird Sect.

Zhu Hao was the thin man from the Heavenly Bird Sect who was staring at Liu Ming when he drew lots before.

"Liu Daoyou, please leave it to you this time, I, Feng Zhan, am a person who does what I say, and my original promise will be fulfilled in the future!" Feng Zhan turned his head and said word by word to Liu Ming.

Wei Chong's defeat, he could only pin his hopes on Liu Ming and Xin Yuan.

Hearing this, Liu Ming nodded to Feng Zhan, and then dodged into the magic circle.

"Boy, you dare to go into this ring even if you are a cultivator in the middle stage of condensation, if you want to die, you will go down quickly, and the uncle's subordinates will not show mercy. The tall and thin man looked Liu Ming up and down, and said with a sneer.

And no wonder!

No matter how good he looked, what his body shape, or his momentum, Liu Ming was really ordinary, and at first glance, anyone would regard him as an obscure ordinary cultivator.

Liu Ming looked at the person in front of him and just smiled silently.

Seeing this, the tall and thin man's face turned cold, and he stopped talking, and with a wave of his sleeves, his hands flashed with blue light!

"Snort" loud!

More than a dozen cyan wind blades scattered and shot towards Liu Ming.

"The Wind Blade Technique is a great consummation. This trick is very familiar to Liu Ming, he cultivated this technique to the Great Perfection Realm during the spirit apprenticeship period, and his attack characteristics are clear, and after the figure is blurred, more than ten wind blades actually directly pierce through the body.

After a while, Liu Ming reappeared in the same place.

Seeing that the opponent avoided his wind blade so calmly, the tall and thin man was slightly surprised, but then with a wave of his sleeve, seven or eight cyan wind blades condensed in front of him again, and then he took out a cyan feather fan with one hand.

The feather fan showed that the blue light was wet, and under the fan, the blue light emitted by the wind blade in front of him was a little more condensed!

This feather fan spirit weapon has a certain blessing effect on the Wind Blade Technique!

The tall and thin man jumped into the air one by one, and a burst of blue light flashed under the feather fan in his hand, and a dazzling blue light flashed, turning into more than a dozen ordinary phantoms, and the cyan wind blade that also moved to mid-air with his body shape also turned into hundreds of wind blades with a length of hundreds of feet in an instant, and flashed slightly in the air.

For a moment, in the air in front of Liu Ming, he was covered by more than a dozen opponent phantoms and the dense wind blades around them.

The next moment, but seeing the phantoms of more than a dozen tall and thin men at the same time, a sneer burst at the same time, and with a wave of the feather fan in his hand, countless wind blades were densely packed with blue light, and they shot towards Liu Ming overwhelmingly.

Liu Ming might have been a little scrambling in the face of other spell attacks, but the opponent insisted on using the Wind Blade technique, which he was all too familiar with, which was exactly what he wanted.

Liu Ming smiled, and as soon as his powerful spiritual power was released, he could clearly see the seven or eight true wind blades mixed in the blue light that was attacking in his face and the true body of the other party.

He immediately flashed black light in both hands, grabbed a heavy water drop in the palm of his hand, and then his body twisted in an incredible way, and he shook the seven or eight true wind blades lightly, and after another flash, he appeared ghostly in front of one of the tall and thin male phantoms. (To be continued......)