In an empty hall deep in a majestic palace shrouded in layers of gray in Wanling Mountain, a spirit plate floated in front of an old man in black. The figure in the spirit plate looked longingly, and he was also looking at Piaomiao Peak.
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This old man wears a high jasper crown on his head, with three long strands of beard hanging down on his chest. He has a powerful aura, and he is obviously a powerful person at the level of celestial phenomena. He is none other than Wen Ge, the Supreme Elder of the Taiqing Sect, and the ancestor of Wen An.
"Elder, Wen Shou has mastered the Plague Curse this time and has come out of seclusion. He is one of the strongest among the inner disciples. He can't deal with Liu Ming easily, so why do you have to watch it in person?" The old man in black bowed his head.
Standing respectfully was a middle-aged man wearing a purple python robe.
The old man in black had a dull expression and said nothing. He flicked his fingers and the spirit plate suddenly expanded to more than ten times its size.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man had a embarrassed look on his face and stood with his hands down, not daring to speak casually anymore.
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Many other elders in charge are also secretly watching this competition through their own means.
Half an hour later, no fewer than a thousand people had gathered on the platform halfway up the Piaomiao Peak, and various rays of light were still coming from all directions from time to time.
At this moment, a bit of golden light appeared on the horizon in the distance, and quickly grew in size. After a few flashes, it came closer and stopped not far in front of the old man in white robe outside the light curtain on the platform.
As soon as the light dimmed, one of the men in black robes was revealed, it was Liu Ming.
Seeing this, Jialan inside the light curtain could not help but feel a flash of joy in his eyes, but he did not move his body.
"Is he Liu Ming? He's so fast!"
"Tsk, tsk, this person looks so young, and he has actually reached the late stage of crystal transformation. No wonder he can tie with Luo Tiancheng from Xuantian Peak."
"It seems there is a wonderful battle to watch today."
Most of the inner and outer sect disciples below had never seen Liu Ming before. However, they recognized Luo Youfeng's black mysterious robe, so they naturally started talking about it.
Liu Ming glanced downwards. He also saw a few familiar people. Gu Yu, Sima Chong who had been defeated by him, and even Luo Tiancheng from Xuantian Peak were also here.
The strange thing is that there are no disciples from Luoyou Peak and Tianjian Peak.
The old man in white robe outside the light curtain glanced at Liu Ming, stretched out one hand to make a seal, and aimed a golden spell at the light curtain.
Suddenly, the light curtain shone brightly, and amid a violent tremor, a passage about ten feet wide opened in front of Liu Ming.
"Thank you, senior!"
Liu Ming's body swayed and entered the light curtain, and the passage was closed as his body entered.
"Brother Liu, you're here." Jialan's bright autumn eyes looked at Liu Ming and whispered.
"Aren't those two people here yet?"
Liu Ming nodded at him, flew to Jialan's side, and asked lightly, "
"There's still one stick of incense left before the agreed time, so it's probably almost here." Jialan replied softly without ever leaving Liu Ming's eyes.
"Junior sister, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something wrong with Liu?" Liu Ming raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile.
"No...nothing, just seeing how calm Brother Liu is, my little sister has some confidence in this battle." Jialan's cheeks turned slightly red, and as her aqua blue clothes fluttered in the wind, a faint fragrance could be heard.
"I'll do my best," Liu Ming replied with a slight smile.
While the two were talking, there was another flash of spiritual light in the distance, and a yellow cloud shot out quickly. Soon they arrived near the light curtain, and the yellow clouds all converged. Two men appeared in the air.
Liu Ming's ears twitched slightly, and he immediately looked up. His eyes swept over Wen An, who was dressed in brocade robes, but stopped on another man in green robes.
This man was tall and thin, with dry yellow hair tied up in a bun. He looked to be in his early thirties, with a sallow complexion and a pair of green eyes.
The man seemed to be aware of it and turned his head to look over.
As soon as the two people's eyes met, a hint of coldness seemed to penetrate directly into the heart along with each other's gaze, making people feel a chill all over their bodies, as if they were being stared at by a poisonous snake.
After Liu Ming felt a chill in his heart, the Dragon-Tiger Underworld Skill in his body started to work slightly, and he returned to his original state.
"It seems that this person is Na Wenxin, and he does have some abilities." Liu Ming muttered to himself in a voice that could only be heard by himself.
The green-robed man's eyes flashed, and he showed a hint of surprise, but he immediately calmed down as if nothing had happened.
"We are late, please forgive me, uncle." Wen An bowed his hands to the old man in white robe, behaved politely, and looked at Jialan in the light curtain intentionally or unintentionally.
Standing together intimately, their expressions immediately darkened again, and a hint of coldness flashed in their eyes.
"It's not the appointed time yet, so it's not too late. You can go in." The old man in white robe waved his hand and opened a passage again.
Wen An immediately flew into the light curtain and stood still not far from Liu Ming and Jia Lan.
"Junior Sister Jialan, when the competition starts, all you need to do is hold on to Wen An, and leave the rest to me." Liu Ming moved his lips slightly and said to Jialan who was standing aside.
Hearing this, Jialan nodded slightly.
Deep down in her heart, she also knew that this fight was said to be two versus two, but in fact, the final result was still a fight between Liu Ming and Wen Sheng.
At this moment, three huge waves of spiritual pressure suddenly swept towards the square from two directions, and then a figure appeared in the air. Master Tianyin and Luo Yuan, as well as Jialan's master Yuyinzi, appeared in the light almost at the same time.
Outside the curtain.
Seeing this, the thousands of disciples who were watching suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes turned to the two leaders in mid-air.
"Okay, now that everyone is here, the competition will officially begin. However, it needs to be made clear before the competition. This competition is not a life and death fight, so no harm is allowed. In addition, this is a two-on-two competition, and only one side
The competition will end only when both of them admit defeat, or we judge that the winner has been decided, and the other side must stop attacking immediately." Master Tianyin said as his eyes slowly swept over the four people in the light screen, and his voice
It was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present very clearly, making everyone feel shocked.
The four people in the scene looked at each other from afar, without saying a word.
Seeing this, Master Tianyin turned his head and said to the old man in white:
"Elder Mu, from now on, I'll leave this place to you."
"Yes, don't worry, Commander." The old man in white nodded respectfully.
Master Tianyin then turned around and flew towards a stand not far away. Luo Yuan followed without saying a word, while Yuyinzi glanced at Jialan in the field with a worried expression.
Then he turned around and flew away too.
At this time, someone had already moved three large chairs to the stands, waiting for the three of them to sit down.
"Okay, the time has come, so I announce that the competition will begin now!" The old man in white robe looked at the sky, and then said loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, four people on the field took action almost simultaneously.
But he saw a flash of light in Liu Ming's eyes, and he made a lightning-like seal with his hands. A faint black energy appeared on his body, and he stretched out a fist with both hands.
A burst of roaring dragons and tigers roared!
Two fog dragons and two fog tigers condensed out in an instant, and roared towards the two people on the opposite side.
"Wow..." The crowd watching outside suddenly burst into an uproar, obviously not expecting Liu Ming to attack the two opponents at the same time.
Wen An opened his mouth and spit out a dark green shield. With the magic spells in his hands, the shield suddenly swelled up in the storm and turned into a giant shield of green light, blocking it in front of him.
The two fog tigers roared and collided with the green light, and exploded one after another, turning into a black light that rolled up. But Wen An, as he had expected, instantly used the force to shoot backwards.
He was not trapped by the black light.
Almost at the same time, a blue shadow flashed past Liu Ming. It was Jialan who had an azure ring in his hand. There was a faint spiritual light on it, and he was chasing Wen An.
After Liu Ming struck, he stopped and looked at Wen Shen, who had been standing still. The two dark fog dragons just flew in front of this person, and were caught by the two green lights raised by his hands.
It was blocked and dissipated into nothingness.
"It seems we have the same idea." Wen Shou put down his arm, and the green light in his right hand slowly dissipated.
"What do you mean?" Liu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and asked without rushing to take action.
"Your Excellency, you will understand after a moment." Wen Shou said with a smile.
While Liu Ming and the two were talking, Jialan's figure was shaking, and she had already caught up with Wen An with a series of afterimages. Her beautiful eyes flashed coldly, and the blue ring in her hand danced in the wind, emitting a strong blue light.
Seeing this, Wen An also stopped retreating, made seals with his hands, and slowly poured all his magic power into the cyan light shield in front of him, causing the cyan light to solidify a bit again.
Jialan muttered something in her mouth, and her arms shook amidst the sound of the spell. After a while, the ring in her palm became illusory, and then turned into several blue surrounding shadows, rolling up and down around Wen An, with an astonishing momentum.
Wen An obviously didn't have much experience in fighting, and he was a little panicked for a moment. He was immediately forced back by the layers of phantoms. In the end, he could only change the magic in his hand, and the blue light shield in front of him glowed brightly, and he was rolled out from it.
A ray of green light enveloped his entire body.
As soon as those blue surrounding shadows touched the green light, they were bounced away and could not get any closer to him.
Jialan snorted coldly, and instantly moved closer to Wen An. With a flick of her sleeves and robe, a string of silver chains flew out, turning into an anemone in the flash of silver light. The whole body was dazzling with silver and kept spinning.
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But at this moment, a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of Wen An's mouth, and a white light flashed in his hand, revealing a palm-sized talisman.
Seeing this, Jialan's heart moved, and she uttered a few obscure spells in her mouth. Silver runes that seemed to have substance were spewed out from the whirling anemone. After they condensed together, they actually transformed into a silver python, heading towards Wen An.