Since drinking the pot of medicinal wine from Qin Dao in Jingzhou City, three divine pills in the Forgetful River's sea of ​​consciousness have advanced one after another. Then, after fighting with Tang Palace and taking the purple spirit crystal, not only has the cultivation level been improved, but the three divine pills have also advanced again. This divine pill and the divine pill have entered the second level of Great Perfection, and the Yuanshen pill has also entered the second level of realm.

Even so, Wangchuan did not have a method of practicing the Yuanshen Pill, but after he explored along the way, he found some tricks. Before the sword moved, the god moved first, and pinched his fingers. The Yuanshen Pill suddenly had a red light and said, "Come on the sword!" and saw a red light flying out of the sea of ​​consciousness, turning into a red sword and flying towards Jiang Xun's sea of ​​consciousness.

"This... this is a soul attack!"

"How could he have the means of attacking the soul? Is his cultivation still above the realm of rushing to the virtual world?"

"Impossible. I just checked that his cultivation level is only at the Cave Xuan Realm. How could he use the method of attacking the soul like this!"

"Maybe it's some kind of secret magic power, or using the secret treasure to use attack methods."

Everyone in the audience was shocked. They had never seen such a method as a primordial spirit attack. They knew how difficult it was to condense the primordial spirit pill, and there were only a handful of primordial spirit attack powers passed down in this world. Among them, many of them were true disciples from various sects. It was difficult to condense the primordial spirit pill and the consciousness pill, let alone the primordial spirit pill, so there was no need to mention such advanced means as a primordial spirit attack.

They have never seen the masters personally demonstrate such magical powers in the master's sect. Those seniors with outstanding cultivation may have used them in the matchup, but such a scene is rare in a century. Now, this time the magical powers are used in the hands of a person with unknown identity and only cultivation in the Cave Xuan Realm. How could these people not be surprised!

Under the attack of Wangchuan's Yuanshi, Jiang Xun trembled all over and fell into the air. The ghost pearl shone brightly. Jiang Xun stood up and re-communicated the ghost pearl that had broken the connection. The ghost pearl flew straight back to his hand. His face seemed to have a thick layer of frost, extremely cold.

Jiang Xun is not a stupid person. Wangchuan not only has strong spiritual consciousness, but also has the means of attacking the soul. Moyin treats it like a decoration, so he has to call back the Ghost Bead. The Ghost Bead is a top-grade spiritual treasure. If he forcibly fights Wangchuan, it is difficult to protect the Ghost Bead from being damaged.

"You actually know how to attack the soul, I really underestimate you." A black bracelet appeared on Jiang Xun's wrist. He reached out to touch the skeletons at both ends of the black bracelet, and said in his heart that he originally thought that the Netherworld Bracelet was useless, but he didn't expect that he would rely on it to resist Wangchuan's soul attack. An unknown boy, this young master actually wanted to use two top-grade spiritual treasures, which was really embarrassing to say.

"Blindly pursue power and ignore your own practice. No matter how strong the power is, it is just to lose the roots and end the end." Wangchuan snorted and took back his soul.

"Just! You dare to discuss the truth in front of me, but I don't know what to do! When I was practicing, you were not born yet!" Jiang Xun glanced at Wangchuan with contempt, then flew up, his palms twitched the universe, and the earth was turning the world. The charming red light in his palms frowned, and the blood evil aura under his body gathered into waves. But when he heard him stern, Qianyuan Blood Evil Palm was shot out, and the blood evil was overwhelming, as if the water of the heavenly river came from a distance, and the raging momentum seemed to destroy everything in the world.

"It's coming just right!" Wangchuan looked at the surging blood waves, shouted excitedly, lifted his sword and flew to meet him. The Jade Dragon Divine Needle of the Pure Yang Sword Technique had been used. He heard a roar of a dragon, and then saw a giant sword descending from the sky and slashing the huge waves. The two forces suddenly collided, and the energy fluctuated in the space. With a loud "Wow!", the giant sword spread the huge blood waves. The two blood waves surged through both sides of Wangchuan, and he raised the giant sword in his hand and soared into the sky and attacked Jiang Xun directly.

Jiang Xun used his palms to hold the giant sword, and the two flew into the sky. On the clouds, the sword energy was scattered and the light and shadow were heavy. The clouds around him were defeated by the magical powers they used. Jiang Xun relied on his cultivation advantage. Whenever the giant sword hit the vital point, he raised his hand and slapped it out. The boundless blood evil energy rushed the giant sword to change its trajectory. Seeing this, Wangchuan simply flipped the sword with his sword. No matter where the blood evil energy was used, it was slashed and dispersed by the sword energy.

"Blood destroys the wind and clouds!" Jiang Xun avoided the sword energy and used the Wind and Cloud Destroying Palm. Suddenly, two blood evil spirits turned into hurricanes and clouds, forming left and right horns to attack Wangchuan. A powerful hurricane roared, and the violent airflow was like a knife. Wangchuan's flip attack speed suddenly slowed down. He stabilized his body and saw several tiny bloody holes appearing on Wangchuan's face. His body was urging. He rushed towards Xiaohan with the giant sword in the sky. He saw a flash of starlight. Then a sudden power was pressing down from the air, and a giant sword stabbed towards Jiang Xun's head.

Jiang Xun looked up, his eyes wide open, his palms were poked out, and he shouted, "The sea of ​​evil is infinite!" Suddenly, the storm suddenly rose, and the majestic blood evil energy turned into a huge wave and jumped over his head, rushing straight towards Wangchuan. Wangchuan split the blood wave with a sword, and saw the giant sword of Qingtian about to stab Jiang Xun's body, and saw the violent storm, making a terrifying roar. The blood wave seemed to be angered, rushing to Wangchuan from all directions. In the blink of an eye, Wangchuan was obscured by the blood wave.

Everyone in the audience was frightened, "I've been swallowed by the evil sea now, even if I don't die, I'll be disabled for life. Alas... He was too careless and thought he could cut the evil sea with one sword, but he didn't know that the evil sea was infinite, the wind and waves were endless!

"Senior Sister!" Everyone's discussion came into Xia Zhixue's ears like a rush. She looked up at Wangchuan, and her clear big eyes showed a look of worry. For a moment, even her favorite chicken legs were placed on one side, while Xiao Hui looked up and then secretly gnawed the chicken legs in Xia Zhixue's hand.

"The experience of facing hostilities is still a little shallow. It's so stupid that the cultivation level of Dongxu Realm dares to confront Jiang Xun head-on. If it were me, I would have to avoid his edge, show him to be weak, and then look for an opportunity to take action!" Someone in the crowd said this and was immediately despised by people around me. "How come you don't see you on stage just now!"

"Everyone, laugh at each other for fifty steps. You must have the ability, you can get on!" The man responded dissatisfiedly. The people around him were furious and attacked. The man was beaten up in an instant, covering his swollen mouth as big as a steamed bun in one hand, holding two blood-shattered teeth in the other hand, pointing to the group of people who were besieging him and cursing: "You guys who have no sons, I have recorded the grudge today!"

After saying that, they escaped from the crowd. At this time, someone cursed, "** boy, don't run away if you have any habit, see if I don't castrate you!" However, they just spoke harsh words. At this moment, they were concerned about Wangchuan, cursed for a few words, turned around and looked above the Taoist platform, with unbearableness and resentment in their eyes.

"Bang bang bang!" The sea of ​​evil spirits burst into a bang, and the blood brain waves were extremely surging, like crazy wild beasts. There were bursts of energy fluctuations in the space. Everyone sighed and lowered their heads to avoid being disturbed. They had already sentenced Wangchuan to death in their hearts. They were powerless and had to mourn silently.

Suddenly, a wave of heat that was so hot that people were storming. Everyone retreated like ants on a hot pan. Looking up, their eyes showed a sense of surprise. The sky was filled with fire, which was very spectacular! In this red flame that was hard to see, colorful light was reflected, and clouds rolled like waves. The entire sky seemed to be in a furnace of heaven and earth. The wave of evil seas turned into a vast sea of ​​fire in an instant, and the extremely hot flames enveloped the four fields.

In the sea of ​​fire, a majestic voice came quietly, and it was Wangchuan! Everyone was overjoyed and could not hide their excitement. Wangchuan was wearing the divine armor of the sky phoenix. Two balls of floating flames appeared in his black eyes like stars, and flames were burning all over his body. He held a sword in one hand and controlled the flames with the other, standing proudly in the void, as if a god, an ancient aura hit his face, and he was indescribably majestic.

"It's mysterious!" Jiang Xun looked shocked, but his aura was not weak at all. Once the exercise was activated, the momentum of his whole body became stronger and stronger. His palms moved, and the wind and clouds were used to destroy the magic palm. With a loud shout, his palms were shot out. The fire clouds in the sky rolled like thunder, and the entire space swayed, and a powerful gust blew away. The blood-red handprint hit Wangchuan with the power of overwhelming seas.

As soon as the Forgetchuan Control Fire God Art came out, the Fire Sea actually made a way for the extremely powerful gale of wind, causing the gale of wind to approach Wangchuan. Suddenly, his body moved and left the center of the gale of fire. The flames and burning clouds around him rushed towards the gale of wind, surrounding it layer by layer. The gale of wind kept hitting the fire wave, and the momentum of the flame increased instead of decreasing. The more violent the gale of wind, the more fierce the fire was.

At this time, the blood-red handprint was already slapped outside the sea of ​​fire, and the domineering destructive power directly dispersed the flame clouds on the outside. Wangchuan pinched his fingers, "Hu" the sea of ​​fire and the burning clouds surged, and a huge fire wall appeared in front of the blood-red handprint. In the sea of ​​fire, how could the strong wind be engulfed by the flames, forming a fire whirlwind, stirring the main flame waves.

With a loud "boom", the fire wall was shaken by the blood-colored handprints, and the fire burst into full bloom. A big fire suddenly ignited the place hit by the fire. Wangchuan calmly sucked it, and the fire and the burning flames on the ground flew into the sea of ​​fire in an instant. He waved his arm, and another thicker fire wall blocked the front. The blood-red handprint slapped with the domineering power again, but unexpectedly, when the fire wall and the big handprint were in stalemate, it exploded and the blood-red handprint trembled slightly in the explosion and was engulfed by the fire.

The flames were still burning in the air, and the fire increased instead of decreasing. Everyone felt the scorching force, and couldn't help but shrink their necks and looked at Wangchuan with lingering fear. Jiang Xun was not feeling well at this moment. Affected by the recoil from the just now, the blood in his body surging, and the true energy flowed everywhere, and his body seemed to have been relieved. With the strong wind of the fire, it trembled slightly in the air, rubbing the blood at the corner of his mouth, his face a little hideous.

He originally planned to humiliate Wangchuan in front of everyone to avenge his revenge yesterday, but he never thought that Wangchuan was a tough guy and was so good at hiding. He knew that he had despised Wangchuan and was a little angry at the moment. He knew that if he could not make a good anger today, he would become a joke in the world in the future. His personal face is small, and Youdu's honor and disgrace are great, and he would never allow such a thing to happen.

"Jiang Xun, admit defeat, you are not my opponent." Wangchuan stood in the void like this, stepping on the sea of ​​fire, and said lightly, without any emotion in his words.

When everyone in the audience heard this, they were ecstatic and laughed at Jifeng Jiang Xun. It seemed that Wangchuan's words had already announced the result of the competition. Jiang Xun would definitely lose, and victory would eventually belong to the right path.

Jiang Xun sneered several times, and the brocade robe was floating without a wind. "Just, my Youdu children only died in battle, but no surrendered. Wangchuan, if you want to win this competition, you will first step over my son's body!"

"Well said! I am worthy of being my son of Youdu!" A loud voice came from the air, and a sharp sword energy suddenly appeared in the air. The sea of ​​fire was divided into two, and then a middle-aged man flew out of the void. He had an extremely ugly appearance, a guttered nose, and two eyes as big as mung beans. The person who came was Jiang Wei, the right envoy of Youdu.

"Uncle!"

"Dad!" Jiang Wei came, and Jiang Guan couldn't help but be happy. He glanced coldly at everyone who was so arrogant that he didn't dare to breathe. He said in his heart that with his father's support, now it's up to you, you guys, how arrogant you dare to be.

"Disciple Kangchai met the right envoy!"

Jiang Wei said "um" and looked at Jiang Xun and said, "No matter how happy a real man is in life, no matter how afraid he dies. Xun'er, you can defend the dignity of Youdu to the death and not belittle your grandfather's love for you."

"Who was so loud at that time? Jiang Wei, where did this gust of evil wind blow you, the old thing?" Zhao Wuji looked serious and he looked at Jiang Wei coldly.

Jiang Wei stroked his beard, and a cold smile flashed in his eyes as big as a mung bean, and a sparse yellow teeth showed, "Zhao Wuji, you haven't seen him for many years. Now you have fallen to this point, playing with these kids, tsk tsk tsk tsk... The God of War in the wildfire camp is just a commander. As an old friend, it's really not worth it for you. It's better to take off your dazzling skin as soon as possible. Youdu has always been a hero in the world, and only values ​​talents. No matter whether you are senior, you join Youdu, let alone the status of an elder, even if you give your position as the left envoy to you. At that time, you and my brothers will drink and talk about each other and rejoice in the past, wouldn't it be wonderful!"

Zhao Wuji laughed, "There are so many talents in the wildfire camp, but it's not like you, Youdu, and you can raise some wine bags. Zhao's abilities are already merciful to get a leader's job in the wildfire camp. I am naturally stinky and have many problems. If you can't eat the rice in Youdu, you should keep it for yourself."

"Since that's the case, I won't force you." Jiang Wei rubbed his beard, shook his head, and said with regret: Hey, there are always so many fools in the world. He doesn't want to have a rich and elegant dress, but he insists on the thick linen and cloth clothes, and he can't kill them all. It's really a headache!"

"Today is a good day for juniors to discuss Taoism and martial arts. Jiang Wei, I need to remind you, if you are interested in watching, Zhao will serve tea and watch the seats. If you want to have bad thoughts, don't blame me for being rude." Jiang Wei's appearance made Zhao Wuji alert. He didn't think Jiang Wei was really idle, come and see the competitions of these juniors.

Jiang Wei spread his hands, looking harmless, but his appearance really makes people feel uncomfortable. "The guest follows the host, and Jiang is just here to take a look. If someone dares to bully Youdu with his power, he will be blamed for seeking justice for these incompetent disciples." As he said that, Jiang Wei's aura suddenly released, which made the legs and feet around the stands tremble and had difficulty breathing.

Just as Zhao Wuji was about to take off, Jiang Wei suddenly withdrew his momentum and showed a sinister smile on his face, "Xun'er, use all your daily learning to give me some advice." After that, Jiang Wei glanced at Wangchuan and then flew to the stands.

"yes!".

Jiang Wei's appearance gave Jiang Xun a breath. He took advantage of Jiang Wei's verbal battle with Zhao Wuji and secretly took the pill to restore the consumed true energy. At this moment, his Yuan Mansion was full of true energy. With Jiang Wei's support, Jiang Xun, who was originally a little depressed, returned to his previous arrogant and arrogant look.

He flew towards Wangchuan, and the Youduling Tribulation Finger, the Fengyun Divine Palm and Qianyuan Blood Evil Palm were used alternately. The Blood Evil Palm Prints were bombarded everywhere in the firelight of heaven and earth, and the fire flew. The Tribulation Finger's fingers shot straight towards Wangchuan through the sea of ​​fire, trying to close his qi valve meridians.

A sword is full of pure Yang chases the moon, and then the purple air comes east. The Forgetful River and the Fire merge into one, turning into the Pure Yang Divine Sword. The sword energy crisscrosses all directions, and its power is as fierce as a tiger prey, and its spirit is like a dragon, and it is steadily dead in the lotus pond and green leaves. It may be counterattacked by a move or take the initiative. The two sides fight for hundreds of rounds until the setting sun sets west, and the river is surging, and it is difficult to decide the outcome.

Everyone in the audience was dazzled and couldn't help but applaud. They had never seen such a wonderful duel that they met their opponents. To their surprise, Wangchuan was obviously at the Dongxuan Realm, and the power they showed was comparable to that of a cultivator in Taixu Realm, and even more than that.

Of course, they couldn't help but feel a little respectful to Jiang Xun. Although they were very dissatisfied with Jiang Xun's behavior, especially his identity as Youdu, they had to admit that Jiang Xun's cultivation and understanding of Tao are still above them. Everyone had already abandoned their previous grudges and immersed in the duel between Wangchuan and Jiang Xun, while thinking about interpreting their own Tao.

Suddenly, there were only sounds of phoenixes and birds crying, but I saw the flames that were originally floating in the air, which turned into fire phoenixes and Vermilion Birds and attacked Jiang Xun. This sword move originated from the purple qi of the Pure Yang Sword Technique, and combined with the magical power of the Fire God Art. Previously, Wangchuan was in the Chiling Cave Heaven, and when he was in the heart of the attacks of thousands of Vermilion Birds, he felt something. The Pure Yang True Art itself practiced the Pure Yang Qi, and Fire is the essence of Pure Yang. The combination of these two is naturally more powerful than before.

Thousands of fire phoenixes and vermilion birds covered the sky and the sun. Jiang Xun's wind and clouds destroyed the divine palm. Although the wind swept the remaining clouds and the remaining clouds were extremely powerful, the phoenix birds destroyed a large area where the divine palm passed. However, these destroyed phoenix birds were resurrected from the dead. Jiang Xun's true energy was consumed so repeatedly. Now there was not much of the true energy left in his Yuan Mansion.

On the other hand, Wangchuan, although the two magical powers consumed a huge amount of true energy at the same time, Wangchuan had endless true energy. Even the red sun slanting west and the stars hidden in the void were continuously transporting the power of the star to it. Whenever the power of the star entered his body, the sea of ​​starry sky in his Yuan Mansion suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and the stars moved, and the true energy continued to disappear.

At this time, Wangchuan suddenly moved and swung his sword hard. The fire phoenix and Vermilion Birds around him rushed into the sword body of Dongxu Sword. The sword body grew, and the spiritual power of fire surged, and a giant sword suddenly condensed. The divine sword fell down with a vast power, and the sword light hooked out a natural barrier.

The world suddenly became silent. Everyone seemed to see the space above being cut into two petals, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They seemed to see the fate of Jiang Xun's body and head, but they also felt pity for Jiang Xun. Perhaps Jiang Xun himself was not guilty, so if he was blamed, he would blame him for being born in the wrong place. Perhaps if he was born elsewhere, he might become the son of a genius in the righteous alliance.

Jiang Xun looked up at Wangchuan despite being pecked by the phoenix bird, and fear flashed through his eyes. A white pill and a mousse were put into his mouth. His body was suddenly stunned, and a violent aura was suddenly released. The phoenix bird around his body was suddenly shaken by the momentum.

The sleeves rolled the rivers and seas, the palms blew the universe, and the qi turned into the wind and clouds. Suddenly, the sky was dim and dull, and the whole earth seemed to be shrouded in darkness. The storm roared violently, and the clouds sank everywhere, extremely cold. Jiang Xun's mouth and nose were covered with blood, his eyes were wide open, and the blue veins on his neck suddenly rose up and down.

"Pu, pu..." People clearly heard the sound of their hearts beating rapidly. They had never felt that breathing was so difficult, as if the air around them was exhausted. This competition had exceeded their cognition, and even monks of the same level of cultivation could not bear it. They did not dare to look directly in the sky, but they could not bear to miss this duel that was coming to an end. They closed their eyes and tried hard to open them, enduring the strong wind and sand, and their sore and swollen eyes were filled with muddy water.

People are thinking, Wangchuan and Jiang Xun, who will win and lose in this battle between good and evil? Perhaps, both of them will sacrifice their lives for it.
Chapter completed!