At this time, the arena was filled with jewels and jewels, and miraculous auras were flying around, making everyone dazzled.
People use Lingbao one by one, but why would someone take out a string of Lingbao all at once?
What family?
"This...could he have made these all by himself?"
"Isn't it possible? Is it that simple to refine a magic weapon?"
The Daoxian Sect disciples looked at each other in confusion, and even the senior officials couldn't help but feel a little confused.
As we all know, a field like Alchemy Dao, Qi Dao, requires a lot of hard work. Every pill and every spiritual treasure is the work of hard work and cannot be achieved overnight.
Take Xuanbao Taoist as an example, it would be fine if you are refining spiritual treasures for the younger generation, but if you want to refine spiritual treasures of the same level, you have to carefully select the heavenly materials and earthly treasures, then concentrate your mind, turn on the fire, and devote yourself to refining it.
Made for an extremely long time.
Even so, Taoist Xuanbao cannot guarantee that he can successfully refine the spirit treasure 100%. Even if he succeeds, the quality of the resulting spirit treasure is still not guaranteed.
This is true for all the masters of Huolianfeng, not to mention those disciples of Huolianfeng who are not skilled in their skills.
On the other hand, Yuan Chen took out this long list of spiritual treasures, all of which are fine products in the realm of concentration. The spiritual power contained in them is extremely condensed, and they can be called the best of the best.
According to the general idea, even if Yuan Chen has been refining spiritual treasures day and night since he started practicing Taoism, he still cannot come up with so many spiritual treasures of extraordinary quality.
"It's impossible. Master Zhang must have given it to him. How can any monk refine so many spiritual treasures in such a short period of time? It's all nonsense."
A disciple of Huolianfeng murmured to himself, not believing that this long list of spiritual treasures was refined by himself.
No matter what other people think, the Daoxian Sect's senior officials have finally adapted to the countless surprises Yuan Chen has brought to them...or should we say scares.
"Although this string of spiritual treasures are of the highest quality, they are all spirit treasures of the Concentration Realm. This Fuji carries a strange treasure on his body, covering his own aura, but at least it is in the middle stage of the Distraction Realm. If you want to use this string
It’s so difficult for Lingbao to win!”
In the face of a formidable enemy, Taoist Xuanbao also put away his opinions on Yuan Chen and Longhu Feng, feeling a little worried.
"It doesn't matter. With Senior Brother Sect Master and the others here, there is no need to worry about Yuan Chen's safety. As a genius, it is a good thing to encounter some setbacks in the process of growth."
Ding Potian stood next to Taoist Xuanbao and spoke softly. He changed the subject and said, "What's more, Junior Brother Zhang didn't panic at all, so what are you worrying about here?"
The two of them turned their eyes slightly to the side, only to see the old god Zhang Ruozhuo looking at the sky, as if the old monk was in trance, completely motionless, as if his body and mind had entered the state of enlightenment.
"Look, Junior Brother Zhang, this is the real Taoist realm, and those who will become gods are different."
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On the arena, Yuan Chen was carelessly choosing the next spiritual treasure in front of his opponent, completely without the nervousness of his enemy.
Fu Er did not take advantage of others' danger, and waited quietly for Yuan Chen, with the interest in his eyes becoming even more intense.
"The decision is yours!"
Yuan Chen pulled out a strange-shaped spirit treasure from a long list of spirit treasures and laughed sinisterly. Just hearing it made him feel extremely sinister.
This spiritual treasure has a strange shape, and looks like a bloody mouth made of steel. Even so, it is still about the size of a human being.
"What is this?"
When Fuji looked at this strange-shaped spiritual treasure, he was filled with curiosity and couldn't help but ask.
"This, you can call it - talkative."
Yuan Chen smiled evilly and put the bloody mouth in his hand on his lips.
The moment Lingbao touched Yuan Chen's lips, it seemed as if it had grown perfectly on his own lips, as if this bloody mouth was Yuan Chen's real mouth.
It's just that this mouth is a bit...hard to describe.
Seeing the effect of Yuan Chen wearing the spirit treasure, Fuji let out a long sigh, "It's really too ugly. Such ugliness should not exist in this world."
Sighing, the demonic figure behind Fuji suddenly broke away from his body and flew towards Yuan Chen.
The raging wave of demonic energy surged around the demon shadow, sweeping in with endless momentum. The arena trembled with the ups and downs of the demon shadow, and a strong sense of oppression rushed towards the face.
"Get out of here, don't get in my way!"
Looking at the demonic figure rushing towards him with great momentum, Yuan Chen calmly let out an angry scolding. The sound was deafening, and seemed to carry a series of echoes, constantly vibrating in the void.
What's the use of scolding the demon shadow?
The person controlling him is Fuji, what are you doing?
While everyone was wondering, the demonic shadow really stopped, turned its body tremblingly 180 degrees, completely reversed its direction, and then started running wildly in the direction of Fuji.
"Oh? It's really interesting. What kind of power is this?"
Fuji was not frightened by the strange sight in front of him. Instead, he was very interested. "What are you talking about? Or are you just following your words?"
While he was guessing, the huge demonic shadow had already rushed over quickly, like a huge ancient magic mountain crashing towards him.
Demon Shadow's realm is at least on the threshold of the distraction realm. Although he has not completely crossed over, his powerful power has allowed his attack power to reach the intensity of the distraction realm.
Even Hua Tianyun couldn't take the blow from the Distracting God Realm master indifferently, but Fuji didn't take it to heart at all. His right hand turned into a sharp claw, which penetrated the demon shadow's body very smoothly but accurately.
chest.
"I didn't expect you to have such a wonderful magic weapon that can simulate the effect of speaking magic."
Using both hands, Fuji easily tore the huge demonic shadow into two halves, then raised his head and spoke softly.
"Tell me honestly, did you refine this?"
At this time, Fuji's whole body exuded a dangerous aura, as if a cheetah had seen its prey, cruel, bloodthirsty, and crazy.
Seeing Fuji's behavior, Yuan Chen covered his chest like a frightened little rabbit: "What do you want to do? You must be a rabbit, don't come here, I'm straight, a straight man of steel."
Hearing the strange and strange words, Fuji was slightly stunned again.
Yuan Chen shook his hand impatiently, "Hey, forget it, you don't understand either. Anyway, remember, don't touch me."
"If you say you don't want it, then I insist on it!"
Wait a minute, what kind of tiger-wolf talk is this?
Do you think you are a domineering president?
Don’t touch me!
Fuji's figure floated quietly like a ghost, his movements were quick and strange, but he didn't cause the slightest fluctuation.
On the other hand, Yuan Chen seemed to be in a hurry because of Fuji's approach. One piece of spiritual treasure passed through his fingers, and he didn't know which one he should use.
"Suffer a good death...huh?"
Fuji, who was rushing forward, suddenly felt a soft barrier appear in front of him, wrapping himself in it as if he was everywhere.
Not only that, Fuji also felt that his feet had left the ground, and his body seemed to be floating in the air. The original momentum of moving forward was forcibly transformed into an upward momentum.
"What is this?"
Fuji suddenly looked down and saw that he was hanging in the air by a large fishing net.
The huge fishing net is soft but tough, full of elasticity, and all the huge momentum is absorbed by the fishing net.
Yuan Chen also regained his composure, with a nice but unbeatable smile on his face, "Master Fuji, how do you think of this fishing net?"
"How about you try my next move?"
"The mouth cannon—the sky-blasting cannon!"
Rays of light converged from the void onto Yuan Chen's mouth-shaped spiritual treasure, turning into a huge spiritual ball.
A series of messy and scrawled words surround the spiritual power ball. If you look closely, it seems that they are all indescribable words.
We are all scholars, how can we use such vulgar words?
Forget about using it, how can it be included in the killing move?
The spiritual power ball that gathered to the extreme shot out from Yuan Chen's mouth quickly, causing ripples in the void.
What's even weirder is that the spreading ripples also faintly converge into a series of words, which are just fleeting and difficult to capture.
There are some words that are better in harmony.
Yuan Chen, who released his killing move, nodded slightly and was very satisfied with the effect of this move.
Mr. Fuji, feel the power of the fragrance from your mouth!