When Bu Zixuan slowly got up and Shi Ran stepped out, his momentum was rising, directly breaking through the mid-stage peak of artistic conception!

The artistic conception is a great achievement!

Everyone's eyes looked at Bu Zixuan in shock.

The ancient martial arts are different from the world, they have a long heritage, profound heritage, and there is no lack of strong artistic conception.

But most of the strong artistic conceptions are just the early stage, and these artistic conception early stages, in addition to the elders of various sects, are those who are inherited geniuses.

In the middle of the artistic conception, he can already become the elder or even the head of the middle sect.

As for the artistic conception, there are only a few dozen people in the entire ancient martial arts, and their status is extremely respectful, and they are all the elders of the upper sect.

Just like the immeasurable gate Liaohua in the four gates, it is close to ancient times, and it only has the strength of the peak of the middle stage of the artistic conception.

And the Demon Sealing Sect's descendant Yuan Zhenchuan also only has the strength of the peak of the middle stage of the artistic conception.

It is conceivable how shocking it was when Bu Zixuan's breath was completely exuded and climbed to the artistic conception of Dacheng!

He is only about twenty-seven years old this year, which is almost the youngest artistic conception known on the surface of the ancient martial arts! This kind of terrifying talent is simply unparalleled!

"No wonder Bu Zixuan is always as quiet as a lake, no matter how strong a young man is, he is not afraid at all. ”

Oriental Yumei's eyes glowed with a strange brilliance.

Yuan Zhenchuan and Siliang Gate Liaohua were also shocked.

Especially Yuan Zhenchuan, he was even more jealous.

One of the three sects of his majesty, the descendant of the Demon Sealing Sect, actually let a middle-powered descendant surpass cultivation, and this dazzling light caused him a lot of psychological pressure.

"I believe that in the near future, my Wuji Sect will rise strongly because of Senior Brother Bu Zixuan!"

"At that time, it will not be three sects, but four sects!"

"Senior Brother Bu Zixuan is in his twenties, and he has ascended to the artistic conception, which is enough to shock the world!"

The disciples of the Wuji Sect under the mausoleum frowned one after another.

Seeing this, the disciples of the other sects shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

Wuji sent such talented people, putting a lot of pressure on the descendants of the other younger generations.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Chen Yuan at this time, facing an artistic conception Dacheng, there was no other way than to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

If you resist, it will only be an egg hitting a stone.

Yuan Zhenchuan stared at Bu Zixuan deadly, and didn't look at Chen Yuan.

In his opinion, if Chen Yuan dared to make a move, then there was only one way out.

And Yuan Ling'er was stunned on the spot, this is a great artistic conception!

"I have been practicing for more than 20 years, and I have never met a real opponent, among my peers, only the three ancestors can enter my eyes, and my real goal is no longer a peer competition, what I want to challenge is those who have been famous for a long time. ”

Bu Zixuan said softly, but the voice resounded up and down the mausoleum:

"In the past five hundred years, no one has been able to break through the Holy Realm before the age of forty, let alone enter the Earth Immortal Realm!"

"But, I, Bu Zixuan, swear to do it!"

Bu Zixuan said, looking at the sky with deep eyes, and there seemed to be no Chen Yuan in his eyes at all.

Even if you can't double cultivate, what if you can achieve artistic conception and real people at the same time, the gap between the initial stage and the great success is too big!

Chen Yuan waited for him to finish speaking, and said lightly:

"Come up if you want to die, talk so much and what, I don't have time to delay you here. ”

The crowd was horrified.

Bu Zixuan turned his head even more, frowned slightly, and looked at Chen Yuan.

He thought that this young man would surrender directly, but he didn't expect him to be so arrogant.

Thinking of this, Bu Zixuan couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

And everyone else looked at him with crazy eyes, and in the face of a great artistic conception, he even dared to speak wild words and provoke, this is no longer arrogance, this is looking for death!

"Young and frivolous, Chen Yuan, I remember your name. ”

Bu Zixuan's eyebrows loosened and smiled lightly, as if Chen Yuan had been sentenced to death, and he wanted to remember this name.

"Noise. ”

Chen Yuan didn't say anything more, and stepped out directly, punching out.

Feng Teng's surging true yuan surged out on Chen Yuan's body, turning into a golden fist mark, making a sound that tore through the air, and struck at Bu Zixuan.

Bu Zixuan shook his head slightly, and with a slight push of his palm, the sky was full of clouds, like a long rainbow running through the sun, directly enveloping Chen Yuan's fist print. After he struck out, his palm swung towards Chen Yuan again:

"You haven't reached the realm yet, and you never know how terrifying it is to be in the Dacheng realm where you can touch a trace of the power of the Holy Realm!"

"Boom!"

The peaks around the mausoleum seemed to be waving with Bu Zixuan's palm, causing countless heaven and earth vitality, turning into rolling rainbow qi, covering the sky and sweeping over.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

Chen Yuan's face was as usual, and he waved his hand to directly disperse this cloud qi.

"I even killed the half-step Saint Realm, what are you? ”

"Arrogant!"

Bu Zixuan frowned slightly, his momentum changed, his hands formed a magic seal, and countless clouds swept in again.

This cloud qi and the heaven and earth vitality contained in the mountain peak blended with each other, enveloping the sky on the mausoleum, turning into bursts of streamer rainbows, falling from the sky and rushing towards Chen Yuan.

"It's the 'Hongyun Jue of the Wuji Sect!' It is said that this Dharma Decision is the first generation of the ancestor of the Wuji Sect, created by the Great Masters of the Holy Realm, and the power is incomparable, as long as the artistic conception is strong, as long as the artistic conception is shrouded by it, it will be crushed into meat sauce on the spot by that coercion!"

Elder Liao Hua of the Infinite Gate exclaimed.

"Broken. ”

Chen Yuan's face was indifferent, and he stepped into the sky, and the golden sword shadow appeared in his hand again, slashing down the cloud rainbow with a sword, and actually blasted it into a cloud.

"It turns out that your hole card is this phantom sword body, and this phantom sword body is indeed powerful. ”

Bu Zixuan raised his head slightly, and his eyes showed a trace of regret:

"It's a pity that you shouldn't be so arrogant as you fight against me. ”

Boom!

I saw that Bu Zixuan's momentum climbed to the highest point, his hands were opened together, and golden runes were continuously turned out in the void, and the rainbow qi that had originally turned into clouds and mist condensed again, several times stronger than before, and the original pale white rainbow qi turned into ink at this time.

The clouds in the sky condensed and formed, and also turned into a sword shadow.

"Whoosh!"

When the sword shadow was lightly grasped by Bu Zixuan, it actually made a sound that cut through the air, and the ink-colored sword shadow brought up bursts of sword qi Changhong, and the power was earth-shattering!

"This is the sword shadow of Hongyun Jue's illusion, which is comparable to a real aura!"

Yuan Zhenchuan's pupils shrank.

The others were pale in the face of this coercion.

This kind of coercion makes people feel powerless.

"Whoa!"

Bu Zixuan lifted the true element in his body, affecting the heaven and earth vitality and the sword shadow, and seemed to use all his strength to slash in the air.

That sword qi Changhong roared down from the sky and slammed into Chen Yuan fiercely, and the entire void made a tearing sound.

Yuan Zhenchuan shook his head, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Although Chen Yuan is amazingly talented, he is not Bu Zixuan's opponent after all.

The only ones who can become Bu Zixuan's opponents are the descendants of the three major sects.

The great religion is not something that can be confronted by simple cultivation.

Dongfang Yu's eyes also showed regret, Liao Hua on the mausoleum and everyone in the audience either shook their heads, sneered, or regretted.

But they all looked intently at the mausoleum, which was to witness the fall of a genius who had sprung up and the rise of a peerless Tianjiao.

Only Yuan Ling'er's eyes were full of worry, and her little hands tightly pinched the hem of her skirt.

"Groan, groan!"

Chen Yuan gently shook the golden sword shadow in his hand, and there was a burst of sword sounds, he glanced at the sword body phantom in his hand, and said softly: "The power of the sword body phantom is not only related to the exercises, the most important thing is to see who uses it." ”

Thundered!

As Chen Yuan spoke, the golden sword shadow instantly turned crimson, and bursts of thunder roared in the void.

"Thunder!"

Chen Yuan hovered in the void, the Red Thunder Sword Shadow swiped into the void, and a blood-red ray of light appeared in the air, it was extremely sharp, cutting gold and breaking iron!

"Slash!"

Chen Yuan whispered.

In an instant, the blood-colored light suddenly shot out, and the sky seemed to be dyed into a sea of blood in an instant, but the blood-colored light was incomparably small in front of the sword qi that was several feet high.

But a scene that shocked everyone was born.

The sword qi light that was several feet high was instantly broken and dissipated under this blood-red light.

The blood-colored light shattered the sword and slashed directly at Bu Zixuan.

Bu Zixuan's black aura outside his body was incomparably strong, and it was broken layer by layer, but under the golden thread, there was a crackling and exploding sound.

At this moment, Bu Zixuan, who was shocked and his eyes were full of disbelief, was actually cut in two by Chen Yuan with a sword!

Heavenly thunder sword qi, condensed into silk!

Slash with one sword!

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