Ouyang Mo's cheeks were blushing, and he gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and he felt the blood boiling, which was very comfortable.
Every time he makes a talisman, he feels like he leads thousands of troops to fight the battle formation, and he is the marshal who is planning to plan.
Now that we have set up another position, how can we not be excited?
Looking at the purple electric talisman made in front of me, although the quality is not particularly good, it is also related to the average spiritual material used to make the talisman.
If you can turn this kind of garbage spiritual material into a purple electric talisman that can kill at least ten levels of Qi refining in seconds, I believe that if you can do this in the world, you can count it with both hands.
After putting away the purple electric talisman, Ouyang Mo looked at Fang Chen with a smile on his face. Seeing Fang Chen still being the initial steps of making the purple electric talisman, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.
Just as he was preparing to refine the next purple electric talisman, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked at Fang Chen carefully for a while, then he realized that there was a made purple electric talisman beside him!
The smile on Ouyang Mo's face gradually disappeared, and while continuing to make the next purple electric talisman in an orderly manner, his thoughts flashed.
Why is the other party faster than him?
"Can he have some special magic weapon that can make his suppression of spiritual power reach a point that ordinary people cannot?"
Various thoughts flipped in my mind, Ouyang Mo suddenly had a calm expression, suppressing all the distracting thoughts and starting the production of the next purple electric talisman.
So what if you have a fast speed? As long as the quality is not as good as him, the other party will definitely lose. I can only say that the other party is indeed a little talented in the way of talismans.
Since he could not save face as a disciple of the Dayan Taoist Sect, he would find some face for the Dayan Taoist Sect as a disciple of the Huangyuan.
Today, he will win!
Neither side verbally pulled the talisman on the fighting talisman, everything was going on in peace.
"Did you find out?"
Master Huayan suddenly looked solemn: "Each purple electric talisman he... was completed in the same time, with almost no difference."
Many people nodded slightly. These were Master Yan of the Talisman Division. He was a monk of the Hedao stage and a master of talisman art. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a master outside, so he could not see this.
"This phenomenon will only occur in the old master of talismans. It can only be said that on the purple lightning talisman, his strength is comparable to that of the master of talismans."
"Yes, even you and me may not be able to surpass him in this way."
"It's a pity that I'm not a disciple of the Fu tribe. If I were a disciple of the Fu tribe, I would definitely be very dazzling in the future."
Amid the conversation between the crowd, Fang Chen had already begun to make the last purple electric talisman.
At the same time, some kind of mistake seemed to occur on Ouyang Mo, and a half-finished talisman suddenly burned and turned into ashes.
Ouyang Mo's face instantly became very ugly. He was silent for several breaths before he began to refine the next purple electric talisman.
"Junior Brother Ouyang is in a mess."
"If you or me, I'm afraid I'll be in chaos."
"What a pity, one talisman was broken, and now only nine talismans are left, which is inferior in this regard.
If the qualities of the two talismans are not much different, then Junior Brother Fang won."
Not long after.
Fang Chen put down the last purple electric talisman in his hand. He did not disturb Ouyang Mo, but just waited quietly.
Ouyang Mo was also making the last purple electric talisman, and soon the talisman was successfully made. When he saw Fang Chen finishing it early, his expression became more and more ugly.
When Mr. Zhao saw this, he showed a faint smile on his face. With a light wave, the formation covering the two was immediately removed.
"Since the talisman production is completed, let's start fighting the talismans. Let's take a look at the purple electric talismans of you two. Who is more quality? I happened to pass by here today and add some lottery. The winner can get a hundred mega-grade spirits.
stone."
Mr. Zhao smiled.
When Ouyang Mo saw that it was Mr. Zhao who was here in person, he hurriedly bowed with fists, and suddenly became extremely nervous.
"This Mr. Zhao must have appeared in the ancient demon wasteland."
Fang Chen felt that the other party's tone was very familiar, so he also held his fists and bowed.
Then the two of them set aside a certain distance, and at the same time at Mr. Zhao's instructions, they threw the purple electric talisman at each other, and at the same time stimulated the power of the purple electric talisman.
boom--
Both purple electric talismans burst out with dazzling lights and then bombarded them together, but Fang Chen's purple electric talisman seemed to be stronger. After a stalemate for a moment, it drowned Ouyang Mo's purple electric talisman, the thunderous
The force almost fell on Ouyang Mo.
"The first step, you won."
Mr. Zhao looked at Fang Chen and said with a smile.
Everyone looked at each other. It seemed that Ouyang Mo was not only unable to match his speed, but also seemed to be unable to keep up with the quality of the purple electric talisman.
Ouyang Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Come again."
The two of them threw out a purple electric talisman again. This time, the purple electric talismans on both sides seemed to have formed a confrontation and were in a stalemate for several breaths.
A hint of hope appeared in Ouyang Mo's eyes.
But the next second, his purple electric talisman dissipated first, but it took a moment for Fang Chen to dissipate.
The right judgment is right!
The second way is still Fang Chen wins!
Ouyang Mo's heart was already cold, but he still had seven purple electric talismans that were unwilling to admit defeat!
As the purple electric talismans collided, Ouyang Mo felt an invisible hammer hitting his heart.
Once and then again.
After all the remaining seven purple electric talismans were exhausted, his expression became extremely pale, as if he had lost his strength, and his legs even began to tremble gently.
There were no nine purple electric talismans, and now Fang Chen still had a purple electric talisman in his hand. There was almost no suspense in this fight. Fang Chen won with a crushing momentum and could not allow others to correct any mistakes.
"Senior Brother Ouyang, I've given up."
Fang Chen smiled and bowed.
Ouyang Mo bowed his hand like his dead father, and said with a pale face and said with a forced smile:
"Junior Brother Fang's talent for fu Dao is far superior to me, and today I made Junior Brother Fang laugh."
"It's okay to know that you are inadequate. If you have any shortcomings, just spend some energy to make up for them, so that you can go further and further."
Mr. Zhao whispered.
"What sir taught me is that the disciple understands."
Ouyang Mo's face gradually improved, and he held his fists and bowed.
Seeing this, Mr. Zhao threw a hundred medium-grade spirit stones to Fang Chen, and then turned around and left, without staying too much here.
For her, today's fight was just a small exchange between the younger generation, and it was harmless.
"Junior Brother Fang, this is your medium-grade spirit stone."
Hua Miaoqing handed over the medium-grade spirit stones that were kept on behalf of Fang Chen, a total of 24.
With Mr. Zhao’s hundred, Fang Chen’s net worth increased by 20%, and the number of medium-grade spirit stones reached more than 1,200.
This amount cannot be easily obtained even for the third level monk.
"Sister Hua, I'll continue to go to the library to read books for a while."
Fang Chen greeted him and flew towards the study building.
Master Huayan walked to Ouyang Mo with expressionless face and said lightly:
"Junior Brother Ouyang, it is best not to bring your grudges from your family and Junior Brother Fang to the Wasteland Courtyard. You know the rules of our Wasteland Courtyard. The dean dislikes killing each other the most."
Ouyang Mo nodded pale: "I... understand." This chapter has been completed!