Beiling City, on a wide square.

When Xiao Fan and the others arrived, they were already overcrowded.

In the center of the square, there is a jade platform with a radius of tens of meters. On the jade platform, white light is shining, and the light condenses into a huge vortex.

At this moment, many cultivators are stepping up into the air and flying quickly towards the vortex of light. Obviously, this is the light gate of the Star Dou Array.

At the same time, on the other side of the light gate, there were also many monks flying out from time to time, their faces extremely pale.

"Haha, I insisted on ten breaths of time and got the qualifications for the spiritual meeting!"

"A little bit, only nine breaths, I want to do it again!"

"It's useless to come back again, you don't understand the **** pattern, it is impossible to insist on ten breaths, no matter how strong your strength is."

Everyone looked different, some were excited, some were lost, and some were gloating.

Xiao Fan and the others looked at this scene with amazement. Some people in the middle of the Saint Emperor realm persisted for ten breaths instead, while some monks at the peak of the Saint Emperor realm only persisted for two or three breaths. .

No wonder they are so excited, they can hold on for more than 20 breaths, they are indeed amazing.

The star battle formation of the heavens does not determine everything by strength. It also needs some knowledge of the **** pattern, and of course it may not not contain the element of luck.

"Look, isn't that Young Master Yue Ya? I remember that he went forward at an hour, and he came out now?"

"Then you don't look at the identity of Young Master Yue Ya, that is the person who is closest to the peak master level in the spiritual peak of the sky, let alone an hour, just stick to it for a day, I believe it."

"Young Master Yue Ya's strength is indeed good, but he has a deeper knowledge of God Rune. After all, he is a direct disciple of Old Man Yun Ling."

The eyes of the crowd suddenly converged on a middle-aged man in a white robe, and his eyes were filled with awe.

The middle-aged man has extraordinary temperament, and he wears a white robe that is holy and flawless, blooming with shining brilliance, setting off his dusty temperament.

His name is Yueya, and he is a direct disciple of the old man Yunling, the master of the peak of the heavens.

He flew out of the Array Faguang Gate, stabilized his figure and looked back at the Array Faguang Gate, with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

In the eyes of others, his ability to hold on for an hour is already extremely extraordinary.

But Yue Ya herself was not satisfied.

He did not leave, but sat in the square, regaining his own state, preparing to enter the light gate for the second time.

After a while, there was another commotion in the crowd, and a figure flew from a distance. It was a man in a blue robe.

The man looked unremarkable, but his appearance instantly attracted the attention of many people.

"It's Ji Liangchuan!"

"Young Master Liangchuan has also come, and I heard that his formation is extremely extraordinary. Even the old man Yunling has praised him. I don't know how long he can hold on."

"It is rumored that Elder Yun Ling wanted to accept him as a disciple, but Ji Liangchuan refused. Elder Yun Ling once lamented that Ji Liangchuan's formation skills are still higher than that of Young Master Yueya."

The crowd looked at the blue-robed man with admiration, their eyes full of worship.

Looking at the Jiuyou Hell, few people would refuse the old man Yunling's apprenticeship, but Ji Liangchuan refused without hesitation. Since then, Ji Liangchuan has also become an idol of many people.

Some **** began to scream, and they couldn't wait to immediately pounce on the Qingpao man Ji Liangchuan.

"What's the origin of Liangchuan this season?" Xiao Fan was a little curious about Liangchuan that season.

You must know that to become the apprentice of the old man Yun Ling, it is an existence that attracts the attention of everyone, and his status will inevitably rise.

How can ordinary people resist this temptation?

"I heard that he is just a casual cultivator and does not belong to any strength, but his formation skills are indeed extraordinary. He has arranged many quasi-prestige formations." The Golden Dragon Ghost King couldn't help sighing, with a trace of admiration in his eyes .

"Before I thought that Ji Liangchuan's formation method was extremely extraordinary, but now I think it's nothing more than that in front of adults." Heihu shook his head.

The Golden Dragon Ghost King just recovered, yes, isn't Xiao Fan also the formation?

Moreover, he not only arranged two quasi-zun-rank formations in one day, but also successfully arranged a real-zun-rank formation.

Isn't this formation skill still above Ji Liangchuan?

However, when the surrounding crowd heard this, they couldn't stand it anymore. A man wearing a golden shirt said in a yin and yang weird manner: "You also want to compare with Ji Liangchuan? Not just ignorance, but fearless!"

"You!" The Black Tiger Ghost King glared at the man coldly, but was stopped by Xiao Fan's eyes.

He didn't want to continue to cause any trouble, besides, he really didn't mean to compare with Ji Liangchuan.

"Hmph, know that you are arrogant, you still have a bit of self-knowledge." The man in the golden shirt sneered and ignored Xiao Fan and the others, as if looking at them more was an insult to his eyes.

Immediately, the man in the golden shirt sighed again: "I don't know if Fairy Diewu will come. Looking at Jiuyou Hell, it seems that only Fairy Diewu can compete with Lord Yueya and Lord Liangchuan in the formation. Up."

Speaking of Fairy Diewu, the eyes of the man in the golden shirt were full of admiration.

"My son, don't worry, my subordinates have received news that Lord Diewu has already arrived in Beiling City and should be coming soon." A subordinate of the man in the golden shirt smiled flatly.

"Fairy Diwu is here!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, and almost everyone in the audience looked at it at the same time.

In the sky, a woman wearing a pink dress came into the air, and the void ribbons flew like a beautiful elf.

Beside her, there are many butterfly dances around, beautiful and eye-catching.

Compared with the appearance of Ji Liangchuan, the appearance of this fairy Diewu appeared to be a lot more amazing, even not at the same level.

The eyes of the male monks in the audience gathered on Fairy Diewu almost simultaneously.

For a while, it was as if time and space had stopped, and no one stepped into the light gate without authorization.

Fairy Diewu has long been accustomed to such a scene. In her eyes, there are only two people, that is, Ji Liangchuan and Yue Ya.

Yue Ya, who was recovering his soul power, also stood up and nodded slightly to Ji Liangchuan and Fairy Diewu.

"The three major array geniuses of Jiuyou Hell are all here. It's really a rare event." Someone couldn't help but sigh.

The monks around also nodded secretly, usually wanting to gather the three of them, but it was very difficult. "The gods are spiritualized?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, staring at the butterflies around the fairy Diwu, slightly surprised: "Isn't this the gift of the spirit race?"