"Grandpa, time is running out, help me practice Tizhen now. A slightly hoarse voice came from the mouth of Murong Xuanchen, who suddenly showed a little excitement on his face.

"Ten thousand laws return to the heart, no desire and no thought, the heart is like stopping water, and all the dust is gone......" As a deep voice came out of Murong Yuanze's mouth, Murong Yuanze pinched several spells with both hands at the same time, and several majestic and soft true elements shot out.

When those few True Yuan struck, at the junction of the different veins of Murong Xuanchen's body, to Murong Yuanze's surprise, he didn't hear the ** sound that Murong Xuanchen should have made because of the pain. Looking at Murong Xuanchen's resolute expression with his eyes closed tightly and his teeth clenched, Murong Yuanze felt a little more praise in his heart.

Under the trigger of Murong Yuanze's true elements who were cultivated in the Dacheng period, Murong Xuanchen's body suddenly exuded countless powerful aura, and the true yuan in his body ran rapidly, constantly impacting the major meridians and key acupoints.

A burst of heart-rending pain like the bite of ten thousand insects came, and a lot of cold sweat welled up on Murong Xuanchen's forehead. "Xuanchen, if it's too hard, don't force it. Murong Yuanze's soft divine consciousness transmission voice sounded in Murong Xuanchen's mind.

"No, if it doesn't work, I'd rather die!" Murong Xuanchen's firm divine sense echo shattered the soft divine consciousness thought from before. The next moment, all kinds of childhood memories suddenly appeared in front of Murong Xuanchen's eyes, his mother was wearing a white shirt, holding his hands, and telling him all kinds of warm words. Grandfather and father stood not far away, casting concerned glances at where he and his mother stood. Suddenly, a woman in a blue shirt appeared in front of Murong Xuanchen.

"Yunshang, is it you?, have you changed your mind?" Murong Xuanchen licked his dry lips, and a little tear flowed from his starry eyes.

"Master Murong, what I fell in love with was Feng Fan, you and I are destined to have no chance in this life. The fairy-like woman on the other side let out a heavenly sound with her red lips.

"No, I must let you know that Feng Fan and I are not comparable at all!" The beast-like voice resounded all around, and Murong Xuanchen's face was full of anger.

"Xuanchen, aren't you awake yet?" A majestic voice suddenly resounded all around, everything disappeared in an instant, and Murong Xuanchen, whose face was covered with sweat and tears, woke up from the illusion as if he had been struck by lightning.

The true yuan in his body was running rapidly, and Murong Xuanchen was like being pierced by ten thousand arrows, and after a roar, Murong Xuanchen's body burst out with a shocking and strange fluctuation. It took a long time for the volatility to calm down.

"Grandpa, what happened just now?" Murong Xuanchen gently wiped the cold sweat on his face, although he could recall some of the clips just now, he couldn't be sure what happened at this time, and asked with a somewhat blank expression.

"Xuan Chen, you almost went mad when you were cultivating the True Enlightenment just now, but fortunately I helped in time, otherwise you would not only not be able to successfully cultivate this technique now, but you would also suffer heavy losses, and in serious cases, it may also cause your cultivation level to fall. Fortunately, after surviving this danger, you have already successfully cultivated Tizhen Yin. Murong Yuanze said with palpitations.

"I didn't expect that the illusion I experienced just now was formed by demons, grandpa, you saved your grandson again!" Murong Xuanchen said with a hint of aftermacuhood feeling in his heart.

"There are still five days left until the date for you to compete with Feng Fan, you immediately cultivate for a few days, consolidate the several spells of the Five Directions Blue Lotus Jue that you have cultivated, and in four days, you will accompany me to the Flying Heaven Sect. Murong Yuanze's always indifferent face showed a rare hint of a smile, and he told Murong Xuanchen.

Five days later, the top of the Flying Heaven Mountain was crowded with people, and nearly a thousand Flying Heaven Sect monks were gathered around a huge open space, all of whom had come to watch Feng Fan compete with Murong Xuanchen.

The reason why the competition is not held on the stone platform is because this competition has no restrictions on weapons except for the beast soul talisman and the magic weapon and ancient treasure that seals the beast soul, and the stone platform has limited space, so I am afraid that the two of them will hurt the onlookers when they use special treasures.

Feng Fan and Duan Yunshang stood at the front of the crowd, Feng Fan's face was calm, and he didn't seem to be worried about this competition, Duan Yunshang stood beside Feng Fan, a trace of uneasiness appeared on his face, and more of a look of concern.

There were three men and one woman standing opposite, and the two black-clothed male monks were Murong Fengyang and Murong Yuanze. Murong Xuanchen stood between the two, although his face looked a little gloomy, he still couldn't hide his chic and handsome demeanor. Standing on the far left is Murong Yudie, who is dressed in a purple shirt, with green silk sprinkled under the mountain wind, making her look even more charming.

"The competition between Murong Xuanchen and Feng Fan starts now. Phantom Yue Zhenren, who was standing in the other direction, said loudly at this time. Because Taiqing Zhenren's injuries have not yet recovered, what should have been announced by him was replaced by Huanyue Zhenren himself this time.

After hearing the words of Phantom Yue Zhenren, Feng Fan and Murong Xuanchen almost walked to the middle open space together, and the two stopped after a distance of more than ten zhang and looked at each other. Feng Fan's expression was still unwavering, but the corners of Murong Xuanchen's mouth twitched a few times. A powerful aura emanated from Murong Xuanchen's body, and the aura of a beginner-level monk in the late stage of foundation building quickly covered the nearby area.

Feng Fan did not hesitate to open the True Yuan Imperial Cover, and he had already felt that the opponent had advanced to the late stage of foundation building, and he did not dare to be careless. And all the nearby low-level disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect were shocked, everyone knew that Murong Xuanchen's cultivation was only at the peak level of the middle stage of foundation building three months ago, but they didn't expect that his cultivation had now broken through to the initial level of the late stage of foundation building.

The hearts of the high-ranking cultivators of the Flying Heaven Sect such as the Illusory Yue Zhenren all sank, and it seemed that this victory was unpredictable. When Duan Yunshang saw Murong Xuanchen's cultivation level, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a little more worry in his eyes when he looked at his beloved.

Then Murong Xuanchen, who opened the True Yuan Imperial Cover, waved one hand, and a long sword appeared in front of him. This long sword was a superb magic weapon, and the sword body shone with dazzling light, bursting out with an awe-inspiring murderous aura, enveloping this area, and the individual Flying Sect Qi Gathering Stage monks who were standing nearby even had a deep fear.

Feng Fan's right hand flipped, and the jade flute superlative magic weapon appeared in his hand, and with the injection of true yuan, the jade flute suddenly skyrocketed, exuding a pale green brilliance.

With a wave of his right hand, Murong Xuanchen flew out of his long sword, carrying a strong wind and shooting towards Feng Fan. Feng Fan's right finger flicked, and the jade flute flew out. The two collided, bursting out with a crisp sound, and under the control and control of the two people's divine consciousness and true yuan, the two superb magic weapons fought fiercely.

The onlookers were shocked, they thought that Feng Fan would definitely be at a disadvantage when he fought against Murong Xuanchen with his mid-stage cultivation of foundation building, but they didn't expect that the magic weapon Jade Xiao of the same level as the long sword driven by Feng Fan would have the upper hand in the fierce battle.

Discovering Feng Fan's strength between the peak of the late stage of ordinary foundation building and the initial level of the early stage of Huadan, Murong Yuanze's heart sank, the strongest strength that Feng Fan could exert was actually a cut above Murong Xuanchen, it seemed that today's competition would be thrilling.

Seeing that the long sword not only could not repel the jade flute at all, but also had the tendency to retreat step by step, Murong Xuanchen's heart sank, it seemed that he had underestimated the strength of his opponent.

With a sharp turn of mind, Murong Xuanchen quickly shot a spell at the long sword. The long sword suddenly burst out with countless cold rays of light, and then swelled wildly, and a breathtaking aura surged out from the long sword.

The long sword suddenly twisted in an instant, and it turned into a huge dragon in a short period of time. This dragon was covered with golden scales, its body was as thick as a millstone, and it was several feet long, and it slammed into the jade flute with its teeth and claws.

"Second-rank high-level pinnacle-level Golden Scale Flying Jiao Demon Beast Soul. The moment he saw the appearance of the Sky Dragon, Feng Fan's mind immediately flashed the name and rank of the Sky Dragon. The soul of this golden-scaled flying dragon was two levels higher than the soul of the second-rank low-level black black demon toad that was sealed in Murong Xuanchen's folding fan back then, so its power was much more powerful than that black black demon toad back then.

The soul level of the demon beast sealed in the ultimate magic weapon is limited, and the soul of the demon beast at the highest level sealed in the ultimate magic weapon is the second rank high. If the soul of a third-level demon beast or above is barely sealed in a top-grade magic weapon, that top-grade magic weapon will burst. The souls of third- and fourth-rank demon beasts can only be sealed in magic weapons, and the souls of fifth- and sixth-rank demon beasts can only be sealed in ancient treasures.

Although the power of the demon beast soul sealed in various weapons is much weaker than the actual strength of this demon beast during its lifetime, it will also exert great power when combined with the user's strength.

Seeing that countless attacks had been firmly blocked by the jade flute, the Golden Scale Flying Jiao couldn't help but go berserk, and bursts of piercing roars came from the mouth of the terrifying demon beast in the air.

The golden-scaled flying dragon opened its mouth, and a purple flame erupted, and the jade flute immediately shrank a few points under the scorching flames. The true yuan in Feng Fan's body gushed out wildly, and the jade flute suddenly regained its previous domineering spirit, and suddenly rose into the sky, slammed into the golden scale flying jiao, and fought fiercely with the latter again.

Murong Xuanchen's attack with the long sword sealed with the golden scale flying Jiao had reached the peak level of the late stage of foundation building, but it was still one point worse than Feng Fan.

With the fierce attack between the jade flute and the golden scale flying jiao, in the end, the jade flute gradually gained the upper hand. Although the situation was favorable to Feng Fan, Feng Fan was still a little depressed in his heart, after all, he used all his strength to control the jade flute, and although he achieved a slight advantage in the battle, the loss of the true yuan was huge.

Murong Xuanchen, on the other hand, was different, most of the power he used to attack relied on the power of the Golden Scale Flying Jiao's soul sealed in the long sword, so he consumed very little True Yuan.

With a wave of one hand, Feng Fan appeared in front of him several pieces of super-rank crystal jade. Feng Fan continued to use his divine sense and true yuan to control the fierce battle between the jade flute and the golden scale flying jiao, and at the same time quickly absorbed the true yuan from the crystal jade suspended in front of him.

Murong Xuanchen, who had already appreciated Feng Fan's strong strength, didn't dare to hold it up, took out several pieces of crystal jade, and carried out the same actions as Feng Fan.