The long blue dragon roared, the sharpness of the battle gun was revealed, and the domineering aura was revealed.

I saw two attacks colliding fiercely, and in an instant, the whole world seemed to be trembling. The violent force was rushing towards all directions. If the Judgment Platform had not had a strong restriction to control the leakage of power, I was afraid that half of the entire mountain would have been cut off.

This is the power of a powerful person in the Golden Dan realm, a power that is almost unimaginable.

Mei Yansheng is a powerful man in the Jindan realm, so it is not surprising that he can attack such an attack. But no one would have thought that Murong Wuqing's attack was not inferior at all, but his sharp gun was even more sharp.

In the sky, the colorful spear burst out with magnificent light, stirring hard, smashing the green dragon into nothingness.

The gun light became much dimmed, but it still had strong attack power, piercing through the space and shooting towards Mei Yansheng.

Mei Yansheng's face was extremely solemn. Although he had expected that Murong Wuqing's strength might be beyond imagination, he never expected that it would be so strong, because he believed in his eyes and spiritual consciousness. Murong Wuqing's realm was definitely only the peak of the foundation building realm, and there was no reversal of the alchemy liquid, condensed into false pills, and comprehended the Golden Alchemy realm.

You should know that the Golden Elixir Realm is a completely different realm. According to legend, it is recorded in ancient books that only by reaching the Golden Elixir Realm can one truly embark on the path of cultivation and have the qualifications to comprehend the way of heaven. Among the monks below the Golden Elixir Realm, there are often legends that only foundation building is the foundation of cultivation and the foundation of cultivation. In fact, this is not the case. Only by condensing into the Golden Elixir Realm can one truly embark on the path of cultivation, which truly possesses the foundation of cultivation.

For hundreds of years, there are only a handful of masters who have cultivated into the Golden Pill Realm. Especially in the past hundred years, I have never heard of anyone who has successfully comprehended the Golden Pill. The masters of many sects are almost all at the Foundation Establishment Realm. Even the Tianjian Sect, the number one force in the Jin State, including the sect leader Yan Changchun, are only at the Foundation Establishment Realm. It seems that it is only one step away from the Golden Pill, but in fact this step is like a natural barrier and can hardly be crossed.

Therefore, the power of the Golden Elixir Realm and the Foundation Building Realm are completely different. Even the strong Golden Elixir Realm with weak cultivation can easily defeat the genius at the peak of the Foundation Building Realm. The essential difference in power makes it almost impossible for them to compete.

However, even in such a huge gap, Murong Wuqing, who was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, actually launched an incredible attack, and even surpassed Mei Yansheng, who was in the Golden Dan Realm in terms of power, almost forming a suppression.

Everyone was stunned, without a trace of voice, and everyone's faces were filled with disbelief, and even the Seventh Elder flashed in his eyes.

Although Ye Yun, who received the guidance of the Jiandao ancestor, was mentally prepared, he was still extremely shocked when he saw the colorful battle spear smashing the green dragon. The shock in his heart could hardly be expressed in words.

Although the light and shadow of the colorful battle gun are dim, the remaining momentum is still unabated and it shoots towards Mei Yansheng.

Mei Yansheng raised his right hand, and he no longer had the ease and freedom he had before, only solemnity.

A ball of light and shadow formed in front of him, turning wildly like a vortex, absorbing the residual momentum of the colorful battle gun.

Almost no one saw Mei Yansheng frowning slightly, and then he took a step back inadvertently, and then he dissolved the remaining force of the battle gun.

Ye Yun saw it and had a deeper understanding of Murong Wuqing's cultivation.

"Wuqing's cultivation has reached this level." Su Hao's face was surprised and he couldn't believe it. Although Murong Wuqing almost didn't interact with others, he had acquainted with Su Hao for a long time. The two of them actually admired each other secretly, and occasionally talked about the magical aspects of the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao.

However, Su Hao never expected that Murong Wuqing's true strength had reached this level. He had thought that although Murong Wuqing's cultivation was half a step ahead of him and reached the peak of the foundation-building realm, it was still unknown who could condense into a golden elixir first.

Now it seems that Murong Wuqing condensed into the golden elixir, but he seems to be deliberately suppressing his cultivation on weekdays, making his accumulation more vigorous. Even if there may be variables when he hits the golden elixir realm in the future, once he succeeds, the benefits he gets are incalculable.

"I underestimate you. The first genius of the Tianjian Sect in a thousand years is indeed well-known. It is surprising that before the cultivation level reaches the Golden Pill Realm, it is actually able to launch an attack comparable to that of the Golden Pill Realm." Mei Yansheng's face was solemn, and he said slowly at Murong Wuqing.

Murong Wuqing said coldly: "The eagle beats the rabbit and uses all your strength. You don't understand such a simple truth?"

As the voice fell, the gun in his hand shook slightly, and he saw hundreds of gun shadows rising out of thin air, turning into millions in the air, gathering into torrents, shooting towards Mei Yansheng.

Mei Yansheng didn't expect Murong Wuqing to take action immediately and shouted angrily: "Young man is looking for death!"

Suddenly, his whole body seemed to have changed, and he saw a strange purple aura flashing above his head, which seemed a little strange. He just flashed and disappeared into the void.

Mei Yansheng did not face Murong Wuqing's attack as soon as possible. He retreated suddenly, hoping to withdraw from Murong Wuqing's attack range as quickly as possible.

What a person Murong Wuqing? How could he wave his hand easily since he took action? Mei Yansheng's sudden retreat seemed to be as he expected. Millions of gun shadows left with Mei Yansheng, not at all slow.

"Damn it!"

Mei Yansheng shouted angrily, his hands turned into a afterimage, and only lights and shadows shot out from his fingertips, rising in the wind under the urging of true energy, forming a huge mirror that reflected a blue light.

"Qingming Demon Mirror!"

A shrill cry suddenly came out on the green mirror, mixed with breathtaking roars, which were extremely cunning.

A blue light flew out from the Qingming Demon Mirror, gathered in the air, turning into a huge green wolf, revealing the rolling demonic aura.

The blue demon wolf suddenly jumped up and sucked up, and saw the gun shadows all over the sky as if they were under unbreakable suction force and rushed into the mouth of the blue demon wolf.

In just a blink of an eye, the blue demon wolf absorbed the shadow of the sky completely, leaving no more than a single point.

Mei Yansheng frowned and looked solemn. He raised his hand and brought out a ray of light and shadow in the air, and then disappeared between his fingers.

He muttered something, not knowing what he was saying, but he picked up an extremely weird finger tip on his chest with both hands and then gently tapped it in the void.

Suddenly, a blue aura suddenly appeared in the void, but it was exactly the same as the aura of the blue demon wolf that burst out from the Qingming Demon Mirror just now, and it was even much stronger.

"The green wolf three-pounce!"

Mei Yansheng shouted softly, and the green aura in the void suddenly turned into a huge wolf claw, and it soared in the wind. In just a blink of an eye, it had been dozens of feet long. With the power to tear the space, he slapped Murong Wuqing's head hard.

"Demon Clan's Kung Fu?"

Everyone present was stunned and could hardly believe their eyes.

Mei Yansheng is a powerful Jindan realm from the Great Qin Empire, but why is it used to be a demon clan's martial art? If this is just a martial art, not a demon clan's magical power, then how can this fierce demonic energy be explained?

"It's indeed a demon clan's martial arts. It seems that the wisp of demonic energy I felt from him just now is correct."

The voice of the Jiandao ancestor rang in Ye Yun's heart.

"Old ancestor, how could he use the demon clan's skills? Could it be that he is also a demon clan?" Ye Yun asked in a narrow voice.

"No! He is indeed a human, but he is just using the magical skills. Who told you that humans cannot practice the magical skills? In fact, the magical skills and human races must be almost much stronger. The biggest advantage of practicing magical skills is that they have extremely strong power and are extremely fast in practice. According to legend, in ancient times, the two human races practiced each other's skills to make up for their own shortcomings and fight against the demon race. However, after the demon war ten thousand years ago, the human race and the demon race broke up. From then on, the demon race was sealed and the demon race's skills disappeared from the human world. Once it was discovered that anyone who practiced the magical skills would be beaten up." The sword ancestor whispered.

"So that's it. It seems that the demon clan's martial arts have not really disappeared, but have been passed down to the world." Ye Yun frowned slightly and muttered silently in his heart.

"It should have only appeared in nearly a thousand years. The seal of the demon clan is loose. It seems that the world is about to change a lot again. But the more chaotic the times are, the more geniuses are coming out. Don't let me down, kid." The voice of the ancestor of Jiandao was full of expectations, with a hint of excitement.

"The seal of the demon clan is loose? The world changes a lot?"

Ye Yun silently recited the words of the Sword Patriarch, his eyes fell on the judgment platform. The huge green wolf claws had already been slapped, but they were stagnant three feet above Murong Wuqing's head. It took ten breaths and could not make any progress.
Chapter completed!