When the strongest of the six factions appeared on the mausoleum, they released all their momentum.

The entire Tianlin Lake mountain peak was trembling, and the other magic circle, under this sky-high momentum, let out a low sound, obviously unable to support it!

This is a magic circle carved by a half-step artistic conception powerhouse, and it is a little unbearable at this moment!

One can imagine how terrifying the aura of these six people is at this time!

Yuan Zhenchuan watched intently at the change in form on the stage, and then looked at the young man with his hands behind his back, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

Even though Chen Yuan brought him one shock after another, at this moment, no matter how talented this young man was and how strong his exercises were, he could not escape death.

Of these six supreme powers, there are five artistic conception masters!

Moreover, they are all experienced in combat, who are already stable and familiar with various Taoist powers, and they are by no means comparable to Bu Zixuan, who has just stepped into the artistic conception and has not yet fully adapted.

At this time, not to mention that there are five great achievers in the void.

It is Bu Hanyi of the Wuji faction, Chen Yuan may not be able to defeat it!

"Arrogant child, today I will crush your bones and scatter ashes, and your soul will be destroyed, so that you will never recover!" Bu Hanyi was furious, and the surging True Yuan around him poured out wildly, shaking the heavens and the earth.

In the artistic conception, Bu Hanyi is obviously also a top combat power.

"Where did you get so much nonsense, just come if you want to die. ”

Chen Yuan's eyes were cold, and he stood proudly in the void of the mausoleum.

"Good, good!"

When the six powerhouses heard this, they all shouted coldly, and the six earth-shaking breaths suddenly rushed towards them, and everyone under the mausoleum was almost out of breath, and they all felt palpitations.

The six leaders, all with sneers and angry faces, surrounded Chen Yuan and locked Chen Yuan coldly.

Yuan Zhenchuan and Liao Hua felt the breath, and they felt suffocated.

"Just ants, dare to be presumptuous in front of me?!"

Chen Yuan sneered, not caring.

"Death!"

Ni Dao burst into a shout and shot directly.

Bang!

A huge palm print that grew five zhang long, like a divine palm falling from the sky, pressed directly towards Chen Yuan, and before the palm strength arrived, the overwhelming pressure had swept in.

When Yuan Zhenchuan and Liao Hua saw this move, their faces changed.

As the master of a faction, Ni Dao's comprehension of the exercises and moves is comparable to that of the younger generation?

"Broken!"

Chen Yuan's face was as usual, the red light on his body skyrocketed, and his eyes were even more thunderous, and his fighting intent soared to the sky, and he met it blatantly, and with a direct punch, a red rainbow was born in the sky.

"Boom!"

The palm and the punch collided violently.

A deafening explosion suddenly sounded in the void, and countless energies swept away in all directions!

If it weren't for Yuan Zhenchuan's Gang Qi to protect him, Yuan Ling'er was afraid that he would be directly torn apart by this energy.

And the Purple Feather Sect on the side had already taken the opportunity to make a move, only to see his hands pinched into a sword technique, and a stream of sword qi appeared out of thin air, and the sword swept across the void and struck towards Chen Yuan. The sword did not have the slightest sense of sharpness, showing the meaning of simplicity, but it gave people a strong sense of crisis.

"Back to the basics! I didn't expect Master Gao's comprehension of the way of the sword to reach such a point, this seemingly simple and clumsy sword qi, once hit, it will be crushed into a puddle of flesh!"

Liao Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, and he blurted out.

"Here comes the sword!"

Chen Yuan drank lightly.

The phantom of the Evil Sword was held in his palm again, and with a slash in the air, a sword qi like a golden rainbow collided with the ancient sword qi.

Click!

The ancient sword qi and the sharp Chang Changhong collided with each other, and countless sword qi swept across the mausoleum, causing the magic circle to produce Dao cracks.

"Die!"

Wen Dan of Liangyi Xuan burst into tears, his eyes full of cruel eyes.

He put his hands between his eyebrows, and a gossip phantom that was overflowing with colorful light and only the size of a fist suddenly appeared, and under Wen Dan's continuous sealing, the phantom suddenly skyrocketed, turned into the size of a court, and smashed directly towards Chen Yuan.

"Bagua Tiansuo! Wen Zhangmen used all his strength at the beginning!"

Yuan Zhenchuan said solemnly.

"Bang!"

Chen Yuan's red body was suddenly restrained, and suddenly appeared on his right fist, and that fist gathered countless thunderbolts, directly blasting towards the gossip phantom that covered the sky and the sun!

"Boom!"

After a deafening explosion, the terrifying yin and yang qi and energy overflowed wildly in all directions.

"He's going to die. ”

Yuan Zhenchuan had no joy or sorrow in his eyes, and sighed slightly.

Dongfang Yu and the others showed regret in their eyes.

Yuan Ling'er was even more tearful, looking at the young man who was besieged by everyone in the field.

"It's just that the three of them have already been defeated, and after a series of battles, the internal qi can't keep up. ”

A flash of regret flashed in Yuan Zhenchuan's eyes, the most powerful Bu Hanyi and the others had not yet made a move, and Chen Yuan seemed to have the momentum to kill the enemy with the previous blow.

He knew that even if he spoke now, he would not be able to save the boy's life.

"Die!"

At this time, the six powerhouses didn't want to drag it out any longer, so they shot together.

Suddenly, an endless storm appeared in the void, the sword flickered, the yin and yang flames suddenly appeared, and the six surging powers swept in at once.

This overwhelming coercion made the magic circle of the mausoleum suddenly shattered.

Yuan Zhenchuan grabbed Yuan Ling'er and evacuated directly, and Liao Hua, Dongfang Yu and others also fled one after another!

This kind of terrifying power is the pinnacle of artistic conception, and it is difficult to say the odds of victory.

The fluctuation of that vast vitality fell from the sky, making everyone change color.

Facing this earth-shattering blow, Chen Yuan shook his head lightly: "There are still too many flaws in the inheritance techniques of this ancient martial land. ”

Previously, he kept his hand, just to see what the so-called inheritance of the ancient martial arts sect meant, but now after seeing it, he was slightly disappointed in his heart.

"Pro!"

I saw Chen Yuan roaring angrily.

Suddenly, a mighty force of heaven and earth rose from him!

Originally, in the eyes of everyone, he only had the initial cultivation of artistic conception, but at this time, his aura skyrocketed, and the vitality around him was surging wildly, as if he was cheering.

"Boom!"

In the sky, a red thunderbolt as thick as a mountain peak descended from the sky and greeted Chen Yuan, like a rainbow mang, enveloping Chen Yuan standing in the mausoleum.

At that moment, all the spectators raised their heads to witness this stunned scene.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of more than ten miles seemed to be swept away, all gathered around Chen Yuan's body, and countless red thunderbolts continued to emerge from him, forming layers of blood-red Gang Qi, and above that Gang Qi, there were countless tiny thunderbolts that kept jumping, as if they were like fish in water, jumping freely.

His indifferent and deep pupils were dyed blood red at this time, and in the depths of his pupils, he could vaguely see that there was a thunderbolt flame, blazing!

"Boom, boom!"

Under the frightened gaze of everyone, Chen Yuan's aura continued to rise, as if the Buddha was endless.

Quickly surpassed the early stage of the artistic conception, and then, it exceeded the middle of the artistic conception, and finally came to the artistic conception of the masterpiece!

Chen Yuan, who was at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, actually cultivated the same as the artistic conception of this world, but he was actually very different from this ordinary artistic conception.

"Since the comprehension of the supernatural power, it has not really been shown, its true power. ”

The Demon Sword was in the process of refining the Heavenly Refining Stone, and Chen Yuan had no intention of using it.

Chen Yuan's eyes were slight, as if he was feeling the endless thunder.

He stood between heaven and earth with his hands on his back, and his whole body was full of red thunder, like a god and demon.

When everyone felt this breath, they were all shocked, their faces were shocked, and they couldn't believe that the young man who was like a god and demon in heaven and earth was actually a master of artistic conception!!

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