There are sixty-eight caves, but there are more than 300 spiritual monks competing for them. Although it seems that there are many monks competing for them, it is still less than the gathering of more than a thousand monks competing for more than 100 caves.
It is incomparable to competing for hundreds of caves with tens of thousands of transformed infant monks.
The cave that Fang Liang chose was No. 3000. It should be an extremely remote place. Among the many caves of spiritual monks, it should be the worst one. Therefore, only three monks signed up to compete for that cave.
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What made Fang Liang very happy was that the monk who arranged the competition first let the other two people board the stone platform.
But this is just the beginning. If other monks change their minds or fail in the competition, they can naturally choose again. Until all the caves are guarded by monks, they will be undefeated.
As more than a hundred monks entered the mist above the stone platform, the stone platform where the spiritual monks competed suddenly became sparse.
Watching the pairs of monks walking up the stone platform, Fang Liang reached out with his spiritual consciousness and took a closer look at the high platform. To his disappointment, he could not see anything strange on the stone platform at all.
Although the battle place was on the stone platform, Fang Liang was convinced that it was just an entrance to the Xumi space. As long as he stepped onto the stone platform, the two tokens would sense each other and be transported to the Xumi space.
were in the same place, and then started fighting.
Soon, all the monks participating in the competition entered the three stone platforms.
Everyone did not wait long. After a cup of tea, mist suddenly surged on one of the three high platforms. The figure of a mid-stage infant-transformation monk rolled with the mist and suddenly appeared on the steps of the stone platform.
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His face was pale, and there seemed to be a hint of panic in his eyes.
Immediately behind the infant-transformation monk, a late-stage infant-transformation monk also appeared on the edge of the high platform.
It was obvious that although the two Yingying monks, whose strengths were quite different, had a winner, it was not a crushing victory. At the last moment, the mid-term monk inspired the teleportation token.
After the first pair of monks appeared, the mist on the three stone platforms began to surge one after another, and the figures of the monks began to quickly walk out of the high platforms and appeared in front of the three high platforms.
Most of these monks walked out one after another. The ones in the lead had gloomy expressions and a slightly pale face. The monks behind them had a hint of joy in their eyes.
Of course, there were naturally some monks who were covered in blood and were quickly teleported out. There were very few people who came out of the stone platform alone. This also shows that the situation of being able to completely kill the opponent is not very common.
Think about it, if you enter the realm of a monk inside, you will be suppressed in the early stage. The power of the secret techniques used by the monks is naturally not much different. It is very difficult to kill the opponent.
However, it didn't take long for everyone to decide the winner. After two cups of tea, nearly a thousand monks had left the three stone platforms.
Looking at everyone, Fang Liang showed no difference. It didn't take long for the monks to decide the winner. It could be said that they were all at the Transformation Infant Realm or below. There were very few of them, and it could be said that there was not a single one of them.
The winner will naturally be considered to have won once. If he wins four times in a row, he can occupy the cave he chose.
The Jianlongcheng monk who presided over the competition did not urge the victors to come forward to compete immediately, but gave everyone time to recover their condition.
It wasn't until three cups of tea later that the first late-stage monk appeared on the stone steps of the high platform.
His expression was solemn, but there was also joy in his eyes. The monk who entered the stone platform with him did not show up, indicating that the monk had been killed by him.
No one knows whether the opponent's Dan Ying and spirit have escaped.
As the first aggregation monk appeared, the aggregation and theosophy monks also began to walk out one after another.
The host who presided over the competition saw that the Dragon City monks were not idle. As long as someone left, he would look at the monks, check the jade slips in his hands, and then start to call other monks to climb up to the high platform.
There are five rounds of competitions, so you don’t have to worry about missing any.
There were originally only three people signing up for the cave that Fang Liang chose, but now that there was no one to challenge him, he naturally had to wait for the two monks to decide the winner before he could appear.
Time passed slowly, and there were tens of thousands of monks present. Although people came in and out, there was no feeling that many monks had truly fallen into the Sumeru space.
I don’t know whether it was Fang Liang’s fault, or whether the two monks had extraordinary strength. Until several hours passed, the two monks could not tell the winner.
The other people competing for the cave have already gone through several rounds.
However, after such a long time, it has been determined that the master's cave is not many.
It was not until a day later that Fang Liang opened his eyes after closing his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the stone steps of the high platform. At this moment, two monks covered in tatters appeared in his eyes almost at the same time.
These two people were the same people who originally signed up with Fang Liang to fight for that cave.
Of these two spiritual cultivators, one was in the late stage and the other was in the middle stage. Fang Liang originally thought that the late stage cultivator would easily defeat the middle stage cultivator.
However, looking at the current state, the two cultivators are one level apart. Under the special restrictions in the Sumeru space, their strength is no longer comparable. At the last moment, the tokens in their hands were activated at the same time, and they were teleported out of the Sumeru space at the same time.
Mi space.
Seeing the tatters and bloody patches on their bodies, Fang Liang couldn't help but frown slightly.
Fang Liang, who has already cultivated the magical power of the Law Body and has seen the terrifying power of the Law Body, will naturally not put two monks of the same level in his eyes. If he had entered first, he would have defeated these two people long ago.
In a flash, Fang Liang arrived in front of a Jianlongcheng monk who was presiding over the competition.
"Fellow Taoist, the two Taoist friends who just showed up are fighting for the same cave as Fang. However, looking at the state of the two of them at this moment, it will be difficult for them to return to their intact state within months or even years. I wonder how the next fight will proceed?
"Fang Liang looked at the monk in front of him and asked directly.
After hearing what Fang Liang said, the spiritual monk looked at the two people who were in ragged clothes and with disordered auras, nodded and said:
"Those two fellow Taoists were the ones who inspired the tokens from the fight. According to the rules of the Dragon Valley Competition, both of those two fellow daoists died. Therefore, the fellow daoists can be regarded as winning for a while. As long as one day passes,
If no one challenges fellow Taoist, that fellow Taoist can keep Cave No. 3000."
The words of the spiritual cultivator made Fang Liang's expression soften. It turns out that this competition has such rules.
But just when Fang Liang was rejoicing, thinking that he could get a cave without taking any action, a scene happened below, which made the smile on his face turn cold.
As if they heard the words of the monk who presided over the competition, a dozen monks who had already experienced a battle and failed came forward one after another, took out their tokens, and said that they would compete for the cave number 3000 in Tianzi.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, now someone wants to challenge Friend Daoist. Please enter the Xumi space with Friend Daoist Wang to compete."
Fang Liang looked coldly at the monk who crowded in front of him, with an indifferent expression, and handed the token in his hand to the presiding monk, asking him to activate the restriction in the token.
After everything was ready, he turned around and walked towards the high platform with a middle-aged monk with a cold face.