At this time, Du Fan stood in the center of the magic circle, and immediately dispersed the golden bell jar that was urged by the magic spell, and with a flick of one hand, three low-level spirit stones shot out in an instant, directly embedded in the three grooves in the magic circle, becoming the energy source to maintain the operation of the magic circle.

"Song Daoyou, the magic circle has been activated, quickly enter the formation!" Du Fan suddenly let out a low shout, and at the same time pinched the magic with one hand and pressed it on the edge of the magic array.

The next moment, a crack opened in one of the light curtains of the magic circle.

Song Yong was naturally overjoyed when he saw this, and without hesitation, his figure moved, flashed out along the crack of the light curtain, and appeared in the magic circle in a blink of an eye, standing side by side with Du Fan.

Du Fan quickly pinched the trick with one hand, and rushed to one of the array magic tools a little bit into the air, and the gap in the light curtain that had been cracked before was re-healed in the flow of light from the magic array shield.

From the time Du Fan took out more than ten magic tools to set up the array, to the fact that the two of them were in it now, no more than seven breaths before and after, such a strange scene, the other monks in the No. 3 ring who were looking directly were dumbfounded, and most of the monks did not react.

Even the people who could see Du Fan's intentions at first glance were still some distance away from them, and there were still many monks who were ready to attack between the two, so under the fear of each other, Du Fan could be smoothly arranged.

"It's a defensive circle...... Damn, how did I not think of that!"

"When you have to do it, you should first unite with other monks to break this magic circle, and you can't let these two take advantage of such a big advantage!"

"If you can take this set of magic circles, it will be among the top 100 in the big competition!"

At the moment when the miniature defense circle was suddenly activated, all the monks in the third ring found out, and they were stunned one by one, and their thoughts suddenly tumbled, some were annoyed, some were angry, some were jealous, but more ...... But it's crazy.

Du Fan has become the target of public criticism, but no one is the first to do it.

"Song Daoyou, this set of miniature defensive arrays can resist all attacks below the foundation realm.

However, to maintain the operation of the magic circle, spirit stones are needed as a supply, and Du Mou spent a huge amount of spirit stones to buy this array, so the next replenishment of spirit stones will be taken care of by Song Daoyou, there is no problem. Du Fan glanced at Song Yong and said lightly.

This is natural, even if Du Daoyou doesn't mention this matter, Song Mou also has this intention. Song Yong's eyes flashed, and he didn't have any objection.

"That's very good. Du Fan smiled slightly, with a hint of meaning in his smile.

The expression on Du Fan's face was seen by Song Yong, his heart suddenly jumped, and he immediately emitted a wisp of divine thought and swept towards the three spirit stones in the groove, and he found that every moment a trace of spiritual power slowly flowed out from these three spirit stones, constantly injecting into the magic circle.

However, the speed of spiritual power flowing out was not fast, and according to the current rhythm, three spirit stones were enough to support the operation of the magic circle for an hour, so Song Yong exhaled lightly and relaxed slightly.

After a cup of tea, more than 600 monks in the ten rings were still standing still.

However, the atmosphere in the ring was not easy, countless divine thoughts were intertwined and swept wildly, bursts of spiritual pressure collided violently, almost every monk became red-eyed, and sweat was dripping on his forehead, only a few cultivators who thought highly of themselves could barely maintain their composure.

On the ten rings, there is an extremely oppressive atmosphere, which makes people anxious and uneasy, but I don't know when this kind of suppressed undercurrent to the extreme can break out.

Although the war has not yet started at this time, it is absolutely conceivable that once the melee begins, it will be earth-shattering, chaotic, and tragic.

"Within ten breaths, if any of the rings still don't fight, and all the people in the ring are eliminated, there will not even be half a cent of the reward promised by Lin Mou, and the timer will begin!"

On the special platform in the infield, Lin Musen, the protector of Jindan on Fallen Leaf Island, couldn't help frowning after witnessing the scene in the ring, and indifferent words came out of his mouth.

Hearing this, the hundreds of monks on the stage couldn't bear it anymore, and after looking at each other a few times, in this strange eye contact, there was a surprising tacit understanding, and almost every monk identified their opponent.

After a short silence, the sound of shouting and killing suddenly sounded from the top of the ten rings, followed by the roar of magic, accompanied by various spiritual lights, one after another, endlessly, and even the earth trembled, like a mountain torrent.

At this moment, ten rings, all the monks shot in unison, half of them held magic weapons in their hands, the glow of the sun was ten thousand, the spell was shocking, the scene was spectacular, but there was no chaos as imagined before, most of the monks were fighting one-on-one at this time.

Nearly 700 monks managed to maintain a delicate balance in such a chaotic scene.

Of course, there are a few people who are not among them.

The seven-member group of the No. 9 ring did not make any external moves at this time, they lined up like a mortal army, facing outward, forming a circle in an orderly manner, and between their hands, the outlines of spells emerged, looking ready to go.

Seeing the momentum of their seven-member group, the surrounding monks were afraid of it, and they all avoided it from afar, or looked for other opponents, or planned to fish in troubled waters and secretly attack some of the overwhelmed monks, but more of them, they wanted to be alone.

In this case, if you can still not make a move, you will not make a move.

On the seventh ring, there were two groups of threesomes at the same time, and these two groups of monks didn't know what to think, so they didn't even pay attention to the other lone monks, but fought with each other, the blades were transformed, and the spells roared.

On the fifth ring, a group of two people are in alliance, dodging other combinations with alliances, wandering in the ring, as long as they see the lone monk, they will join forces to give a fatal blow, and in just half a cup of tea, there are as many as three monks who were poisoned by the two of them.

However, at this time, the number of monks who paid attention to the duo gradually increased, and with the anger and scolding, many people resonated in their hearts, and the idea of attacking them in a group appeared, and it seemed that the situation of this duo was worrying.

In the third ring, outside the light curtain of the magic circle where Du Fan and Song Yong were located, more than a dozen monks had gathered around at some point.

These people all had cold expressions, fierce eyes, and extremely powerful cultivation, and it seemed that they had obviously reached some kind of consensus and were ready to break through this rather good defensive formation in one fell swoop.

"Fellow Daoists, there is no need to hide our strength at this time, let's quickly use the Great Power Spell to quickly destroy this set of magic circles! After that, we can hide in the magic circle and wait for the first round of the big competition to end.

At that time, we will be among the top 100!" A big man in a green shirt standing outside the magic circle, his eyes widened, and he spoke in a deep voice, and at the same time, he raised his arm and threw a punch towards the light curtain of the magic circle.

"That's right, except for us and the others in this ring, the other monks have all restrained each other, if we drag on here for a long time, I'm afraid there will be changes. A petite woman with a sweet appearance chimed in.

The woman's tender little hand shook slightly, and the sword-like magic weapon in her hand shook suddenly, and then a huge golden knife came out, and slashed straight towards the magic circle with a roar.

"Hmph, our number is more than ten, how can we make it to the top 100 together?" A middle-aged man snorted coldly, standing a little farther away from the magic circle, although his hands were also pinching, but he didn't mean to make a move immediately.

"This fellow Daoist, everyone knows this matter, why do you bother to find out, I will wait for us to break this set of magic formations together, as for the future, of course, each depends on his ability, at this time, if you don't make a move, it's just looking for death!"

A cold word came out of the mouth of a lean old man, and then when the old man's arm waved, a dark green long sword suddenly appeared, and without hesitation, a sword slashed out, and immediately a black-green sword shadow nearly two feet long shot straight towards the middle-aged man.

What the old man prompted was only a small five-element spell with a wood attribute, but judging from the power of this sword shadow, it was obviously the effect of being blessed by the magic soldier in the old man's hand, and that magic soldier should not be a low-grade one, but a genuine medium-grade magic soldier.

This level of magic weapon can only be used by cultivators who have cultivated to the seventh level of the Qi Refining Period, and among the Qi Refining Realm cultivators of the Earth Evil Islands, the owner cannot say that there is none, but it is definitely rare.

Even the one in the old man's hand is very likely to be issued by the island elders for this big competition.

"You're crazy, you actually shot at me!" The middle-aged man's two-handed spell had already been completed, and at this time, with both hands raised, two golden rays shot out in an instant, meeting the black and green long sword, and collided in an instant.

After two "booms", the two golden rays and the black-green long sword shattered and opened one after another under a burst of light, and turned into nothing.

The middle-aged man's face sank, and when he was about to say something to the lean old man, he suddenly had a feeling of panic, his feet moved, and he immediately moved sideways, and at the same time, his left hand quickly pinched, and a golden shield was formed in an instant, suspended in the air.

At the moment when the middle-aged man's figure moved away, a slender red light that emitted a scorching aura flashed from where he had been standing, but at this time, it was empty.

The void fluctuated together, and an earthy yellow trident appeared out of thin air, this trident arm was thick, more than two zhang long, and as soon as it appeared, it fell with a bang, and instantly smashed on the golden shield released by the middle-aged man in a hurry.

With a "click", the golden shield immediately shattered and opened, but under this block, the middle-aged man was able to dodge this amazing blow, otherwise, even with his cultivation power, it would definitely be damaged.