In an empty hall deep in a majestic palace shrouded in layers of gray gas in Thousands Spirit Mountain, an old man in black clothes had a spiritual disc floating in front of him. There were figures moving in the spiritual disc. They were also watching the situation of Piaomiao Peak.
This old man was wearing a jasper high crown, and 3 long beards were hanging on his chest. His aura was vast. He was also a powerful cultivator of the Celestial State. He was the grand elder of Taiqing Gate, Wen Ge, Ancestor Wen An.
"Elder, this time Wen Ai has mastered the Plague Curse Technique. He is also one of the powerhouses among the inner disciples. It is easy for him to deal with that Liu Ming. Why do you have to watch it in person?" A middle-aged man wearing a purple robe stood respectfully below the old man in black clothes.
The old man in black clothes looked blank and didn't speak. He flicked his finger, and the spiritual disc suddenly expanded by more than 10 times.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man showed an embarrassed look on his face. He stood with his hands down and didn't dare to speak casually.
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At this moment, the other seat masters and elders were also using their own methods to secretly observe this match.
Half an hour later, on the platform halfway up the Piaomiao Peak, there were now no less than a thousand people gathered, and there were still various escape lights coming from all directions from time to time.
At this moment, a golden light appeared in the distant sky, and it quickly grew bigger. After a few flashes, it came close and stopped not far from the old man in white robe outside the light curtain of the platform.
As the light faded, one of the men in black robe appeared. It was Liu Ming.
Seeing this, Calan in the light curtain couldn't help flashing a hint of joy in her eyes, but she didn't move.
"He is Liu Ming? Such a fast escape speed! "
"Tsk tsk, this person looks so young, but he actually cultivated to the Crystallization Period later stage. No wonder he can tie with Luo Tiancheng of Xuantian Peak."
"It seems that there will be a wonderful battle to watch today."
Most of the inner and outer disciples below had never seen Liu Ming before, but they still recognized the black robe of Fallen Serene Peak. Seeing this, they naturally talked about it.
Liu Ming glanced down, and he saw a few acquaintances. Gu Yu, Sima Chong, and even Luo Tiancheng of Xuantian Peak were here.
The strange thing was that there was no disciple of Fallen Serene Peak and Tianjian Peak.
The old man in a white robe glanced at Liu Ming outside the light curtain. He stretched out his hand and launched a golden symbol at the light curtain.
Suddenly, the light curtain shone brightly. After a violent tremble, a 10 meters wide passage appeared in front of Liu Ming.
"Thank you, senior!"
Liu Ming's figure flickered and entered the light curtain, and the passage closed up as his figure entered.
"Brother Liu, you are here." Jia Lan's bright eyes looked at Liu Ming and whispered.
"Haven't those two people come yet?"
Liu Ming nodded at her, flew to Calan's side, and asked faintly.
"There is still 15 minutes before the appointed time. They should be here soon." Calan's beautiful eyes never left Liu Ming, and she replied softly.
"Junior sister, why are you looking at me like this? Is there something wrong with me?" Liu Ming raised his eyebrows and said with a smile that didn't look like a smile.
"No … It's nothing. It's just that seeing Brother Liu so calm, Little Sister also has some confidence in this battle." Jia Lan's cheeks blushed slightly. As her water-blue clothes fluttered in the wind, a faint fragrance came over.
"I will do my best." Liu Ming replied with a smile.
Just as the two of them were talking, a burst of light flashed in the distance and a yellow cloud quickly flew over. Not long after, it arrived near the light barrier and the yellow cloud disappeared, revealing two men in the air.
Liu Ming's ears moved slightly. He immediately looked up and glanced at Wen An, who was in a brocade robe, but he stopped at the other man in a green robe.
This person was tall and thin. His yellow hair was casually tied into a bun. He looked like he was in his early thirties. His face was sallow, and his eyes were green.
The man seemed to feel it and also turned his head to look over.
When the two looked at each other, a trace of coldness seemed to penetrate directly into the bottom of the other's heart. It made people feel a chill as if they were being stared at by a poisonous snake.
After Liu Ming shivered, he slightly ran the Tiger Dragon Hell Prison in his body, and he recovered to his original state.
"It seems that this person is Wen An. He does have some ability." Liu Ming muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
The man in a green robe's eyes flashed. He also showed a hint of surprise, but he acted as if nothing had happened.
"We are late, please forgive us, Master's Junior." Wen An cupped his fist and saluted the old man in a white robe. He looked at Calan in the light curtain intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing the two standing together intimately, the old man's face turned gloomy again. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"It's not the appointed time yet. You are not late. You can go in." The old man in a white robe waved his hand and opened a passage again.
Wen An and the man in a white robe immediately flew into the light curtain and stopped not far from Liu Ming and Calan.
"Junior Sister Calan, when the competition starts, you just need to hold that Wen An. Leave the rest to me." Liu Ming's lips moved slightly, and he sent a voice transmission to Calan on the side.
Jia Lan nodded his head slightly when he heard that.
In fact, she also knew that this battle was said to be two against two. In fact, the final result still depended on the battle between Liu Ming and Wen An.
At this moment, three huge spiritual pressures suddenly swept towards the square from two directions. Then, there was a flash in the air. Master Tian Yin, Luo Yuan, and Calan's master, Yu Yinzi, appeared almost at the same time outside the light curtain.
Seeing this, the thousands of spectating disciples instantly quietened down. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the two peak masters in mid-air.
"Okay, since everyone is here, the competition will officially begin. However, before the competition, I need to make it clear that this competition is not a fight to the death, so you are not allowed to maliciously harm others. In addition, this is a two against two competition. Only when one side and two people admit defeat, or when we determine that the winner has been decided, will the competition be over. The other side must immediately stop attacking. " As Master Tian Yin spoke, his eyes slowly swept across the four people in the light curtain. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present, causing their hearts to tremble.
The four people in the light curtain looked at each other from afar, none of them saying a word.
Seeing this, Master Tian Yin turned to the white-robed old man and said,
"Elder Mu, I'll leave the rest to you."
"Yes, rest assured, Peak Master." The white-robed old man nodded respectfully.
Only then did Master Tian Yin turn around and fly towards a spectator stand not far away. Luo Yuan followed without a word, while Yu Yinzi looked at Calan with a worried expression before turning around and flying away.
At this time, on the spectator stand, three large chairs had already been moved over, waiting for the three people to sit down.
The white-robed old man looked at the sky and then said loudly, "Okay, the time has come. Let the competition begin!"
As soon as his voice fell, the four people in the field attacked almost at the same time.
However, Liu Ming's eyes flashed and his hands formed a seal at lightning speed. A faint black gas appeared around his body and he punched out with both hands.
The roars of dragons and tigers rang out!
Two mist dragons and two mist tigers instantly condensed and roared as they shot toward the two people in front of them.
"Wow …" The spectators suddenly went into an uproar. Obviously, they did not expect Liu Ming to attack the two people in front of him at the same time.
Wen An opened his mouth and spat out a dark green shield. He made a hand seal and the shield suddenly turned into a giant shield of green light, blocking in front of him.
The two Mist Tigers roared and collided with the green light. They exploded and turned into a black light. Wen An, however, seemed to have expected this. He borrowed the force and retreated backward. He was not trapped by the black light.
Almost at the same time, a blue shadow flashed by Liu Ming's side. It was Calan. A dark blue ring had appeared in her hand and it was faintly glowing. She chased after Wen An.
After Liu Ming attacked, he stopped and looked at Wen An, who was standing in the same place without moving. The two black mist dragons just flew in front of him and were blocked by two rays of green light from his hands. They disappeared without a trace.
"Looks like we have the same idea." Wen An put down his arm and the green light in his right hand slowly dissipated.
"What do you mean?" Liu Ming narrowed his eyes. He was not in a hurry to attack and asked.
"You will understand in a moment." Wen An said with a chuckle.
As Liu Ming and Liu Ming spoke, Calan's figure flashed and she had already caught up to Wen An with a series of afterimages. A cold light flashed in her eyes and the dark blue ring in her hand danced in the wind, shooting out a strong ball of blue light.
Seeing this, Wen An also stopped retreating. His hands made a series of hand seals and he unhurriedly poured all of his Fa Li into the green light shield in front of him, causing the green light to become a bit more solid.
Jia Lan was chanting in her mouth. Her arm shook in the sound of the incantation. After the ring in her palm became illusionary, it transformed into several dark blue ring shadows. They surrounded Wen An and kept rolling up and down. The aura was astonishing.
Wen An obviously didn't have much fighting experience. He was a little flustered for a moment, and he was immediately forced to retreat by the layers of phantoms. Finally, he could only change his gesture. The green light giant shield in front of him shone brightly, and a green light rolled out from it, wrapping his entire body.
As soon as those dark blue ring shadows touched the green light, they were bounced away. They couldn't get close to her body at all.
Calan snorted coldly and instantly approached Wen An. She shook her sleeve and a string of silver chain flew out. It turned into a silver lotus in the flash of silver light. The silver lotus was dazzling and it kept spinning.
But at this moment, Wen An suddenly sneered. A white light flashed in his hand and a palm-sized glyph appeared.
Seeing this, Calan's heart moved. She softly chanted a few cryptic incantations and the spinning silver lotus spat out silver runes that seemed to have substance. After they gathered together, they transformed into a giant silver python that whizzed towards Wen An.
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