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Just when the middle-aged man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled reluctantly, and was about to put down his posture and exit mellowly, suddenly, his complexion changed suddenly, and a sense of life and death crisis came in an instant.

But it was too late at this time, and a fist-sized red fireball suddenly appeared behind him, and wisps of flame emerged from the surface of this fireball, "stabbing" in midair, as if burning nothingness.

This fireball looks ordinary, very similar to the fireball technique in the fire attribute small five elements spell, but as long as the divine mind sweeps it, you will be surprised to find that in this small fireball, there is an amazing energy fluctuation.

This fluctuation is extremely violent, and the power is definitely not weaker than the three-level Five Elements Technique that can be performed with the help of a medium-grade magic soldier!

The middle-aged man suddenly had a feeling of panic at this time, he had no time to dodge, he could only bite the bullet to urge a kind of body protection technique, a faint soft golden light spread out from his body, and instantly formed a golden spiritual curtain, wrapping his whole body, as if wearing a thin layer of golden glow.

As soon as the golden glow covering the middle-aged man's body was formed=top=point=novel=, the red flame fireball behind him exploded after a violent tumbling, turning into a sea of fire, instantly devouring the man's entire body.

Immediately after that, a strong and extremely hot aura immediately dispersed, with the fireball as the center, and within a radius of several zhang, the air temperature suddenly soared, causing the void to become a little distorted.

A miserable scream came out of the mouth of the middle-aged man in the sea of fire, and the next moment, I don't know what kind of magic power this person used, and he actually penetrated out of this sea of fire, but the middle-aged man who was still a little elegant was already extremely embarrassed at this moment.

The middle-aged man's eyes were red, his face was pale, most of his clothes were burned, his beard was completely gone, and there was a faint smell of burnt paste on the flesh and blood exposed on his body.

The surrounding monks didn't have the slightest intention of keeping their hands, this person was obviously planning to make a profit, how could the other monks tolerate him?

More than a dozen monks temporarily stopped attacking the defensive magic array, and the magic tricks in their hands changed one after another, rushing towards the middle-aged man.

"Whoosh ......" The sound of breaking the air came out one after another, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into more than ten colorful spells, with an astonishing aura, and went straight to the middle-aged man's head and face, it seemed that he didn't want to give him any way to live.

"Admit defeat under the next, the senior hall master of Fallen Leaf Island save me!" The middle-aged man's face turned a little pale, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and he immediately spoke in a trembling body, and a hoarse voice came out instantly.

Just as more than ten spell auras were close at hand, about to engulf the middle-aged man, the void around this person suddenly distorted, forming a small vacuum, and the middle-aged man was in it.

When all the spell aura burst into this space, it seemed to be moved away by a powerful teleportation force, and disappeared in an instant, and in less than a breath, the middle-aged man inside was also in the blur of his body, and disappeared.

The next moment, somewhere in the void outside the No. 3 ring, suddenly fluctuated together, and a figure immediately appeared, and after a stumble, he collapsed to the ground, and then rolled his eyes and passed out.

This person's breath is weak, his life is dying, his whole body is charred black, his face is colorless, and most of his arm is gone, and it is the middle-aged man who has just escaped death in the ring.

Beside the middle-aged man, a foundation building hall master from Fallen Leaf Island put down a forbidden token in his hand, glanced at the person on the ground lightly, and called over a Qi refining period monk expressionlessly and ordered him to carry the eliminated Dabi monk down.

At the same time, in the VIP seats of the stands, on the island where the middle-aged man was, several protectors of the island glanced at each other, although they did not speak, their faces were ugly, and their brows were furrowed.

In just a short time of tea, as many as five monks on this island have been eliminated, and four of them have died directly, for such a small island, most of them are at the bottom of this competition.

On the third ring, after the middle-aged man was teleported away by the forbidden power, more than a dozen monks nearby did not change much in their expressions, and immediately returned their eyes to the defensive array.

These people's eyes flashed coldly at the same time, and they didn't say a word, they all urged the magic trick together, and all kinds of colorful spiritual lights immediately emerged from all directions, and went straight to the magic circle light curtain and smashed down wildly.

"Song Daoyou, pay attention to the supply of spirit stones. Du Fan looked coldly at the more than ten monks outside the magic circle, and said in a low voice.

"Du Daoyou can rest assured that there is absolutely no problem with the spirit stone. Song Yong smiled and spoke, his face was light, but his heart beat fiercely twice.

The supply of spirit stones for this set of miniature defensive magic circles was not at all what he had imagined before, and the power of spirit stones needed to maintain the operation of the magic circle had little to do with the time it took to support this array, but had to do with the strength of the attack power outside the magic circle.

In the few rounds of attacks by the more than ten monks outside the magic circle just now, the number of spirit stones that Song Yong took out was no less than fifty or sixty pieces, even with his strength and net worth, if he persisted for a few more hours, I am afraid that he would go bankrupt.

"Boom ......"

A series of roaring sounds came from all directions of the magic circle in an instant, and more than ten spells turned into knives, forks, swords, halberds and other objects suddenly appeared on the light curtain of the magic circle, and in the midst of a terrifying spell smashing, a circle of energy ripples was immediately set off, and it suddenly erupted on the surface of the magic circle.

The external attacks are staggering, but this miniature defensive circle is anything but idle.

The light curtain of the magic circle was half a foot thick, and the white spiritual light in it flowed rapidly, causing layers of ripples, unloading all the tyrannical spell attacks, failing to leave half a trace of the magic circle, and Du Fan and Song Yong in the magic circle were safe and sound.

However, the groove inlaid with spirit stones in the magic circle trembled violently at the same time as the monks outside attacked, and the three spirit stones inside were even more dim, withered, and shattered and disappeared at an indescribable speed......

However, this set of magic circles is quite mysterious, the spiritual power in the three spirit stones is not absorbed by the magic circle at the same time, but in a specific order, the spiritual power in the spirit stones is absorbed one after another, as if one of the spirit stones is in use, and the other two spirit stones are spared.

In this way, there was time to replace the spirit stones, and although Song Yong was in a hurry, he could also ensure the supply of spirit stones.

At this time, Song Yong could be said to be in pain and happy, when he saw that this set of magic arrays could still remain immobile in the face of the attacks of more than a dozen existences of the same level, and the monks in the ring had been reduced by one-third at this time, he was naturally overjoyed.

However, when he counted the number of spirit stones he threw out, he couldn't help but frown, it was more than a hundred spirit stones! Song Yong glanced at Du Fan with resentment, looking like he was suffering from gains and losses.

"Song Daoyou, who does great things, how can he attach too much importance to spirit stones.

As long as you can successfully rank among the top 100 in Dabi, you can not only get a large number of rewards issued by the three main islands, but also get the rewards of your island and the importance of the future. Du Fan glanced at Song Yong, smiled slightly, and comforted him appropriately.

"Thank you Du Daoyou for reminding me, Song remembered!"

Song Yong twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and scolded secretly in his heart, but he said yes again and again, looking very teachable, the first ** is more than the middle, he still has to rely on the other party, and at this time he suffers a small loss, so he can only pinch his nose and admit it!

"I just don't know, how long will it last......" Seeing his storage bag becoming more and more loose, Song Yong smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Fellow Daoists, although this array is extraordinary, you have also seen that whenever we attack this array, the consumption of spirit stones in the eye of the array is extremely amazing, and in just one cup of tea, more than 100 spirit stones have been smashed into it.

Everyone knows that the net worth of a Qi Refining Stage cultivator is not much, even if it is us, the number of spirit stones on his body can rarely exceed a thousand.

As long as we continue to persevere, we will soon be able to drain their spirit stones, and then we will be able to successfully pass the first round of the big competition with this formation!" the big man's eyes flashed, and he immediately spoke.

"That's right, I didn't expect this set of magic circles to be so strong, it could completely block all attacks below the foundation realm.

If we want to snatch this array, there is only one way to drain their spirit stones!" an old man looked at the magic circle, with a touch of greed, and also spoke.

"What this fellow Daoist said is that if the time comes, if the ten of us jointly support this formation, there will not be too many spirit stones evenly distributed by each person, and there will be absolutely no problem for us to rely on the power of the magic circle to persist until the end of the first ** ratio!" A young girl chuckled, and her eyes suddenly turned cold.

Next, under the beckoning of a brocade-robed man, another spell attack was like a storm, erupting in a shocking roar, and instantly fell on the light curtain of the magic circle, setting off ripples.

Du Fan in the magic circle stood with his hands in his hands, watching coldly, and at the same time, his divine thoughts were frantically dispersed, scanning the other battle groups in the third ring, in silence, his eyes flashed, as if he was brewing something in his heart.

On Du Fan's side, Song Yong's face was a little ugly, his hands shook indirectly, and pieces of low-level spirit stones ejected out, all of which accurately submerged into the three grooves in the eyes of the formation, quickly replacing the previous spirit stone that had just disappeared.