"Several fellow Taoists watch here first, I'll come when I go." Jin Manying left a sentence and hurriedly left, but instead of leaving the trial ground, he walked among the monks watching the battle, muttering in a low voice.

Yun Yifei's spiritual sense spread out. When he knew Jin Manying's purpose, he couldn't help but smile. Then he sent a message to Lian Nishang and asked about the situation of the trial field.

"Senior Brother Zhao died of poisoning." At this time, in a secret room, four monks in black were checking the Dark Man's body, and naturally they soon discovered the place where his chest was stabbed by poison needles. A thin monk said.

"Such a small wound is naturally a needle-shaped magic weapon," another monk snorted coldly.

"This kind of magic weapon is not very powerful, and it is mainly because it is less dynamic and not easy to discover. Although Brother Zhao's methods are not bad, he did not use the defensive magic weapon in time, so he fell into the Tao," the thin cultivator continued.

"Although that's the case, the stinger's methods are also extraordinary. Junior Brother Zhao's three magic weapons have never broken through his attack," said a middle-aged man with a medium figure with a serious face.

The other three people were silent. They were all cultivators of the Soul Refining Sect and were with the Dark One, and the "Senior Brother Zhao" they mentioned naturally refers to the Dark One.

"Then you can't give up this matter," the thin monk flipped over the dark man's body, but did not find his storage bag, and said with a somewhat ugly face.

"Of course, I can't. Pay close attention to the stinger competition, and get familiar with his methods first and then make plans," the middle-aged monk continued.

The other three nodded, and it has to be said that the middle-aged monk's approach is the most secure.

Yun Yifei naturally didn't know the plans of these Soul Refining Sect cultivators, and even if he knew it, he wouldn't care. At this time, he came to a room and signed up to participate in the competition.

After the competition, you can still participate again regardless of victory or defeat.

After waiting for more than two hours, the first round was finally over. Several cultivators from the Soul Refining Sect, Witch War Sect and Beast Transformation Sect were found, and they were a little expectant.

The new round began again, Yun Yifei walked into the waiting hall room and looked around the monks, which made him feel a little disappointed. None of the cultivators of the Soul Refining Sect noticed it. Fortunately, there were several monks from the Witchcraft Sect and the Beast Transformation Sect, and their eyes were somewhat unkind when they looked at him.

Yun Yifei sat aside without saying a word, closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the start of the competition.

Competition after competition, Yun Yifei watched through the jade bi in the room. Although some of the monks performed well, they could not get into his eyes. However, most of these monks were experienced in practical combat, and were more exciting than most of the competitions selected by the Spirit Beast Sect for core disciples.

After more than half of the cultivators in the room, it was finally Yun Yifei's turn to appear. He noticed that the old man on the fifth floor of the foundation building was fighting against him. There was nothing surprising about it, and he was not a monk from the Beast Transformation Sect and the Witchcraft Sect, which made him feel a little disappointed.

"The competition begins."

Yun Yifei sacrificed the long sword magic weapon and the gourd fan magic weapon. He saw that the magic weapon of the old man opposite was a long spear, and at the same time released a tall monster puppet. He saw that most of the puppets were made of wood, spider-like, and the sharp edges on the spider's legs were revealed, like daggers.

As soon as the puppet appeared, it rushed towards Yun Yifei at a rapid speed.

Yun Yifei's spiritual sense surged out, and the long sword magic weapon roared out, and ignored it.

The spider puppet that attacked.

"Dangdangdang..."

Yun Yifei made all his strength, and the long sword magic weapon and the silver spear magic weapon attacked each other dozens of times in an instant. The silver spear magic weapon naturally lost to the long sword magic weapon, and was attacked for a moment and broke away from the old man's control. At this time, the spider puppet also came to Yun Yifei's approach.

“Roll…”

The spider puppet swung out long legs, and cold lights attacked the gourd fan magic weapon in front of Yun Yifei. The magic weapon swayed and the yellow light flashed. Yun Yifei's face inside remained unchanged, as if he had not seen the spider puppet. The long sword shone brightly and slashed straight towards the old man.

The old man tapped the storage bag with one hand, and a flying sword shot out, intercepting it towards the long sword. At the same time, his body ejected backwards, and with a thought, he passed a command to the spider puppet.

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

The huge spider puppet opened its mouth and spewed out a ball of green venom, covering Yun Yifei.

The venom is extremely corrosive, and the shield released by the gourd fan magic weapon is in a state of uncertainty. Yun Yifei had to increase the output of his spiritual power. Although he was not afraid of venom with his physical strength, he did not want to expose his trump card too much. His spiritual power and spiritual consciousness surged out wildly, and at the same time his body ejected backwards.

"Swoosh swish swish"

At this time, balls of thin silk spurted out from the spider puppet's mouth, like a spider web, wrapping Yun Yifei tightly, preventing him from retreating.

"snort"

Yun Yifei snorted coldly, his hands flew and his fingers, and a huge spiritual power surged out. As the powerful energy fluctuations came out, a giant dragon of flame condensed, burning many silk threads into ashes in an instant.

It was Yun Yifei's primary high-level spell Fire Dragon technique condensed, and the thick fire dragon wrapped around the spider puppet, and the rich flame energy ignited its body.

"No, I admit defeat," the old man exclaimed quickly.

Yun Yifei rushed out and hid in the distance. The old man quickly took out several talismans. After raising his hand to stimulate it, several water-based spells enveloped the fire dragon and the spider puppet. The time was not long, and the fire dragon's energy was exhausted, but the spider puppet inside was already incomplete and could no longer be used.

"Hmph", the old man stepped forward and put away some parts, snorted fiercely at Yun Yifei, and then walked off the ring.

"Poisonous Sting Victory", the presided monk announced.

Yun Yifei touched his nose, smiled gently and walked off the ring, not minding the old man's attitude at all.

"Senior Brother, this is what you earned from betting." Yun Yifei returned directly to where Lian Nishang and others were, and Lian Nishang handed over a storage bag.

Before, Yun Yifei handed over hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to Lian Nishang before he went on the court, asking him to help him place the bet.

"You should keep it first, wait and see if junior sister wants to help me place a bet."

"Senior brother wants to continue the competition?"

Yun Yifei did not answer, but nodded and looked at the ring where there was a monk from the Beast Transformation Sect.

"Senior Brother Poisonous Stool, I want to acquire your other magic weapons," Jin Manying said excitedly.

"You have sold out those magic weapons," Yun Yifei said with a smile. He knew that Jin Manying took those magic weapons directly to the monks watching the battle for sale.

"Of course, these magic weapons of senior brother are quite good, and their refining techniques are also a bit special, which is very popular among monks." Jin Manying looked excited.

"oh,

Can fellow Daoist Jin see the refining technique through magic tools?" Yun Yifei said with some surprise.

"It's not that exaggerating, but it can be seen that the refining techniques of ordinary magic weapons are much more sophisticated. We rely on our eyesight when opening a store."

Yun Yifei nodded when he heard this, then took out a storage bag and handed it to Jin Manying.

"Senior Brother Poisonous Sting, I won't let you suffer any losses. I will add 10% of these magic weapons to you on the original basis." After Jin Manying's spiritual sense penetrated it and checked it, he handed a storage bag full of spirit stones to Yun Yifei.

"Then thank you for fellow Taoist Jin." Yun Yifei's spiritual sense penetrated it and checked it for a moment and then put it away.

"Senior brother, I should thank you. After all, I can make some profits from it." Jin Manying left a sentence and hurriedly walked to the monks on the seat and continued to sell.

"Senior Brother Poisonous Thorn is indeed awesome, and we have earned a lot of spirit stones," Lingshan walked to Yun Yifei's side and said excitedly.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be polite," Yun Yifei glanced at Ling Shan, who was a little lively, and said lightly.

"The senior brother not only has outstanding attack methods, but also has quite proficient magic display. I admire him," said the sick young master respectfully.

"Fellow Daoist, you're polite," Yun Yifei smiled slightly, and then looked at him on the ring.

At the beginning of the battle, the monks of the Beast Transformation Sect changed into half-human and half-beast. Their physical fitness improved greatly. They killed the opponent without any hesitation, and even tore the killing body into several pieces. The remaining limbs and arms were broken, and blood was sprinkled on the ring. The strong smell of blood stimulated many monks watching the battle, so that they were in high spirits and shouted louder.

Yun Yifei frowned slightly. Although he had killed many monks, his methods were not so cruel. After several competitions, the monks who participated in this round of battle were finished. Then there was a competition of monks in the late stage of foundation building. The intensity was naturally even greater, but the death situation was much smaller.

Yun Yifei discovered that there were many cultivators from the Soul Refining Sect, the Witch War Sect and the Beast Transformation Sect, and there were also some cultivators from the Spirit Beast Sect. Besides, some cultivators from the sect that they were from could not tell what kind of sect they were. He did not believe that these cultivators were all casual cultivators.

This trial field not only competes with the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but also with the monks in the Qi Training Stage. Most of the monks watching the battle are cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and you can roughly see the strength of the monks in the Qi Training Stage. Therefore, there are only a few dozen competitions for the monks in the Qi Training Stage, and the highlight is the battle between the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

When the monks competed for the early stage of foundation building, Lian Nishang, Ling Shan and the Bed Young Master also signed up in batches, and the three of them were all monks in the early stage of foundation building.

Yun Yifei knew about Lian Nishang's methods, but the monk he faced in this round was the peak of the early stage of foundation building. Moreover, his methods were not weak and his spiritual power was quite solid. Lian Nishang persisted for a long time and eventually lost.

Ling Shan and the Diseased Young Master Yun Yifei also had a rough understanding of the methods. Obviously, the two of them often hang out in this trial field, with rich practical experience and sharp attack methods. Both of them won in the fierce battle. Even so, it was difficult to win.

Yun Yifei also saw his advantages from these monks. The skills he practiced were many times more skillful than other monks, so that his spiritual consciousness was stronger than those of other monks. He also learned several magical techniques using the Ten Thousand Spirit Cauldron, and through the exchange of spiritual beasts, his practical experience was much richer, so other monks were naturally not opponents.
Chapter completed!