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After Tong Yu finished the exchange, he sat back in his seat. Huangfu Rui stood up and took out more than a dozen kinds of materials, including magic weapons, alchemy materials, utensil refining materials, array flags, spiritual liquid, etc.

"These things are exchanged for ice-attribute elixir of more than a thousand years, fourth-order ice-attribute pills, and fourth-grade ice-attribute demon pills."

When Huangfu Rui said the last thing, he glanced at Wang Changsheng seemingly unintentionally.

What Huangfu Rui wanted to exchange was ice-type alchemy materials and medicinal pills. According to Wang Changsheng's knowledge, Huangfu Rui was not practicing ice-attribute exercises, but perhaps he was exchanging them for his clansmen.

Wang Qingling raised Bingfeng Jiao and Wang Ruyan raised two blue-eyed cold silkworms. Wang Changsheng also needed ice-type alchemy materials or medicinal pills. What Huangfu Rui brought out was not worth exchanging with him.

The exchange meeting lasted for more than half an hour. Some people exchanged successfully, while others failed.

After exchanging the items, everyone discussed their cultivation experience. Naturally, they would not reveal their own cultivation techniques. The words were vague, but there were also lessons to be learned.

Just when the cultivators of Nascent Soul exchanged their cultivation experience, the Treasure Hunting Conference also reached the top 100 advanced stage.

After the first round of competitions, 760 people advanced to the second round. After several rounds of competitions, there are still 181 contestants. Some competitions were very intense, and both sides were seriously injured. Judged as a tie, both eliminated.

Wang Youwei stood on the ring with a nervous expression. His opponent was a red-skirted young woman with a hot figure, who was on the eighth floor of the foundation.

Wang Youwei did not have many means. The participants in the Treasure Hunting Conference were relatively strong. In the first few rounds of competition, in order to win, Wang Youwei had almost all his cards. He was able to win mainly by relying on two second-order A top-grade puppet beast, an instrument that can hold other people's instruments, and a flying needle instrument.

Of course he still has his hole cards, and at this time, he can no longer hide his hole cards.

Wang Youwei controlled two second-order puppet beasts to pounce on the opposite side, and offered a white command flag the size of a slap, waving it frantically.

The wind was blowing, and a large white cold wind swept out.

A huge dark cloud suddenly appeared above the two of them, the dark cloud rolled violently, and bean-sized snowflakes fell from the sky.

The young woman in the red dress sacrificed a red jade bottle and released a large red flame to protect her body.

As soon as Xuehua approached the young woman in the red dress, she quickly disappeared.

The young woman in the red dress brought out nine red flying knives and slashed at the two second-order puppet beasts. There was a muffled sound of "kengkeng".

She seemed to be a little impatient. The magic formula changed, and she punched a magic formula into the red jade bottle. The fire was bright, and a red flamingo with a size of 10 feet flew out of the flame, with an amazing high temperature, pounced on opposite.

"The magic weapon takes shape!"

Wang Youwei's face was dignified, and he hurriedly took out the mirror magic weapon, releasing a ray of sunshine, which suddenly covered the red flamingo, and the red flamingo was immediately frozen, unable to move.

The young woman in the red dress changed the magic formula, countless runes appeared on her body, and blobs of red flames suddenly appeared in the void, like a meteor shower, hanging in the air.

Hundreds of red fireballs smashed towards the opposite side, with a terrifying momentum.

The wind was strong, and countless snowflakes flew, turning into a white snow wall several feet high, blocking Wang Youwei.

Boom!

The white snow wall was smashed to pieces, and the air was billowing.

The young woman in the red dress opened her mouth, and a group of cyan flames flew out. After one blurred, it turned into a cyan firebird the size of a slap, and rushed towards the opposite side.

The Cyan Firebird is the secret fire she has cultivated for many years, far from being comparable to ordinary flames.

Wang Youwei blocked all the red fireballs, and the blue firebird also came to him.

A clear bird chirping sounded, and the blue firebird hit Wang Youwei's body-protecting aura, turning into a cloud of blue flames, drowning Wang Youwei's body.

After a while, the flames dissipated, revealing a pale silver talisman that spontaneously ignited without wind.

"Shadow talisman!"

The face of the young woman in the red dress became ugly. The shadow talisman was a second-order talisman, which could replicate the appearance and aura of the body, but the flaw was that it could not be moved.

A dazzling blue light lit up in the nearby void, showing Wang Youwei's body.

With a flick of his sleeve robe, a palm-sized white circle flew out and entered a magic trick. The white circle's rays of light soared, and it suddenly turned into a white giant crane about the size of a zhang, flying towards the opposite side.

At the same time, the wind was blowing violently, and countless snowflakes fluttered in the wind, turning into white ice blades, rushing to slash at the blue firebird.

The young woman in the red dress changed her appearance and wanted to use a magic weapon to resist. The monkey puppet beast suddenly spewed a golden sound wave, and at the same time a large piece of golden light flew out of its mouth, and the giant crab puppet beast sprayed a large piece of blue water. The arrow, the white giant crane slammed its wings fiercely, and the dense white feathers shot out.

Boom!

After a series of roars sounded, the body protection of the young woman in the red dress was broken, and the white giant crane grabbed her clothes, revealing the red apron. If it wasn't for Wang Youwei's mercy, she would be dead.

"Wang Youwei wins."

Wang Youwei breathed a sigh of relief, the young woman in the red dress was afraid of the mirror magic weapon in his hand, and it was impossible to show his trump card all at once. The trump card, Binghe Lun, worships the opponent, and the Binghe Lun has refined the spirit of a second-order high-grade Bingyuehe, which can be transformed into an attack.

At this time, the competitions in other arenas are mostly over.

Wang Youwei jumped off the ring and looked towards a certain ring.

Wang Jijun controlled nine blue flying swords and released dense blue sword light to attack a blue-shirted youth with handsome features.

The young man in blue shirt is called Chen Yunhai, a cultivator of the water attribute Tianlinggen, and a disciple of He Bin, the real person of Qianyang.

Chen Yunhai is proficient in water spells, and he swiped his hands towards the void, and countless blue light emerged, turning into a thick blue water curtain, blocking him.

Wang Jijun frowned, his sword art changed, a muffled sound came from the void, the void distorted, and a blue cloud of dozens of feet appeared out of thin air.

The blue clouds rolled violently for a while, and the pea-sized rainwater poured down. After a blur, every drop of rainwater turned into a blue flying sword about a foot long, and shot towards Chen Yunhai.

The area with a radius of several dozen meters was covered by the blue flying sword.

Chen Yunhai stood motionless, his body was pierced by the dense blue flying sword, which turned into countless blue water vapor, which was obviously a fake.

"Water Shadow Technique!"

Wang Jiyun frowned, she suddenly thought of something, flipped her jade hand over, and a blue flying sword appeared in her hand.

At this moment ~www.readwn.com~ countless blue lights lit up behind her, and Chen Yunhai suddenly appeared, surrounded by a large cloud of blue water vapor.

Countless blue light poured out of his right fist, hitting Wang Jiyun's body-protecting aura.

With a muffled sound, Chen Yunhai's right fist was blocked by Wang Jiyun's body-protecting aura, but countless seawater emerged out of thin air and wrapped Wang Jiyun.

Wang Jiyun felt an unstoppable force of gravity coming, and the protective aura suddenly shattered, his body tightened and he couldn't move.

"Chen Yunhai wins."

The referee shouted loudly.

The blue light on Chen Yunhai's hand dissipated, and the sea water that wrapped Wang Jiyun dissipated. Wang Jiyun's clothes were wet by the sea water, and his plump figure was looming.

Wang Youwei hurried onto the ring, took out a blue cape, and put it on Wang Jiyun.

"It's accepted, Fairy Wang."

Chen Yunhai clasped his fists with both hands, said modestly, and jumped off the ring.