Starting from the outer door, single-handedly challenge the cultivation world!

The scarlet divine light shrouded the three-foot-high ground in the palace.

Blazing, hot, accompanied by heavy pressure.

Wu Fen practiced the Way of the Fire, and his previous realm of appearance was condensed into a god-shaped volcano, with a magnificent bearing.

In the divine light at this moment, there is also that immovable power mixed with it.

Looking at the three people in the red light, the expressions of all the guests were different.

Wu Muyue was able to withstand the baptism of the Red Hell Divine Light, of course it is understandable.

The patriarch of the Wu family had mysterious means, and it seemed that he was even exposed to rain and dew.

But the impact of will that the heavenly girl of the Wu family must have endured was the least.

Regarding this point, those Yangqiu masters knew it well and didn't care about it.

It was Sikong Changming and Lu Shenzhou who really shocked them.

The identities of these two guests who came from afar were mysterious, which made it difficult for them to figure out the truth.

"The monks who have perfected their Dharma apertures have all failed."

"Could it be that these two heroes are all of the same generation in the visible realm?"

Several Yangqiu masters were shocked and found it inconceivable.

Lu Shenzhou's cultivation was covered by foreign objects, making it impossible to gain insight.

But Sikong Changming's body clearly exuded the aura of the Dharma Aperture Realm.

There is still a long way to go before consummation.

"This is clearly a Dharma Aperture cultivator, who can achieve a small achievement, why can he persist for so long in the light of the Red Prison?"

Finally, someone couldn't hold back his doubts and asked.

Pairs of eyes looked at the ancestor of the Wu family above the chief seat in unison, hoping that he could come forward to answer.

However, Wu Fen at the moment doesn't want to say that.

It's nothing more than creating momentum for those two boys.

The flag of the Lanshan School was unfurled, and the identity of the Tianxiang Taishang behind him was displayed, which was enough to make these Yangqiu masters kowtow on the spot.

But if he opened his mouth to explain, he would be convinced that these two young people were of noble status and aptitude.

What about the face of the Wu family?
In the eyes of the disciples of the Lanshan Sect, why is the dignified goddess of the Wu family worthless.

The pride of the family with the powerful blood makes the children of the Wu family think highly of themselves, and they have never been coldly rejected by others.

Such a gap made Wu Fen unable to accept it for a while.

He also got angry and wanted to hone these two young people.

They won't stop until they can't take it anymore and beg for mercy.

However, Sikong Changming, who was in the divine light of the Red Prison, still did not change his face, calmly resisting that kind of coercion of will.

He even had a leisurely heart, and exchanged glances with Lu Shenzhou who was on the side.

"According to what the ancestor of the Wu family said, only by breaking this supernatural power can you be eligible for the final reward."

"Now, in the divine light, only you and I are left, and no outsiders will take advantage of it."

They also knew Wu Muyue's situation, and under the selfish care of that old ancestor, they would definitely be able to persevere until the end.

What's more, she refused to become a Taoist companion in front of everyone just now, which more or less lost face to her.

At this moment, it's time to make up for the mistakes and give her some benefits.

Lu Shenzhou said suddenly.

"Fellow Daoist Changming, if you don't do anything, when will you wait!"

"good."

Sikong Changming responded calmly.

In the blink of an eye, powerful magic power erupted from the two of them.

Lu Shenzhou covered the jade jue with one hand, shielding the effect of this treasure by himself, and his true cultivation was also completely revealed.

A stream of icy mana flowed outside his body, icy pure and jade clean, lingering from the dust.

From time to time, tiny ice crystals appeared, condensed into various talisman shapes beside him, and then slowly fell.

"Hiss, Appearance Realm!"

Several monks gasped, feeling extremely surprised.

It never occurred to them that the young man in front of them was actually a middle-level three-level cultivator who could be on an equal footing with them.

"No wonder he was treated so courteously by the Wu family. He really is a great talent."

Someone sighed silently, alleviating the shock in their hearts.

Before the age of 40, break through the Appearance Realm.

This is the watershed that distinguishes genius from mediocrity.

However, Lu Shenzhou's age is really too young.

He looks like a handsome young man.

I'm afraid I haven't even reached the age of 20!

This is indeed a rare talent.

At this moment, the breathing of many Appearance Realm cultivators slowly became heavy.

The situation of the heavenly daughter of the Wu family has long been thrown out of the blue.

Such a genius is close at hand, and his cultivation base is not too high now, it is a good time to climb high.

If he can win over one or two, in the future when this young man becomes Daoist, he will have more good karma.

However, a few veiled gazes quietly fell on Sikong Changming.

Since Lu Shenzhou is a genius in the Appearance Realm.

So what is so magical about this young man with the double surname Sikong?

The magic power in him cannot be faked, so he must be a monk in the Dharma Aperture Realm.

Although the realm is lower, it is more exciting.

At this moment, Sikong Changming and Lu Shenzhou fought one after another, with a powerful aura rising from their bodies, and they chose to face the Red Hell Shenguang head-on.

Lu Shenzhou's expression was slightly condensed, and his hands formed a handprint in front of him.

The illusory ice and snow, formed by drifting, turned into a hexagonal ice crystal, and launched a confrontation with the Red Hell Divine Light.

The power of icy cold on his body is innately incompatible with the way of fire that is common among monks of the Wu family.

At this moment, when the mana was cast, it immediately made Chihe Shenguang turbulent.

However, the weather on Sikong Changming's body was even more terrifying.

Raising his hands into the air, two different forces were rapidly derived.

The power of the four kalpas circulates, birth and death are endless, the magic power of the nine bends changes, and the mountains and rivers are reset.

That kind of complicated mana transformation made the monks in the Appearance Realm onlookers a little terrified.

The vast majority of monks, the method of practice is still the genus of the five elements, and at most involves some ways of changing yin and yang.

Only a very small number of Dao species can control the mana of different attributes and smelt it into their own Dao.

"That mysterious aura reveals the majesty of the mountains and the vastness of the sea. It should be the way of water and soil, and evolve into a road of mountains and rivers."

"But what's going on with that four-color flow, the power of cycle birth and death?"

Seeing the power of the Four Tribulations displayed by Sikong Changming, those monks in the Appearance Realm were completely stunned.

Earth, wind, water and fire, cycle of birth and death!
The destruction of all things, the circulation of the Dao Rhyme of the Great Way Returning to the Ruins, made those monks feel guilty.

In the realm of Dharma Aperture, such a terrifying Dao Yun can be evolved.

Wouldn't it be even more incomprehensible to wait until one really entered the middle three realms and refined the magic weapon of one's life.

In the Taoist scriptures, it is recorded that the supreme celestial master standing at the end of the avenue holds four swords.

According to the rumors, it is the strongest Taoist soldier who symbolizes the world's killing and robbery.

It is the ultimate evolution of earth, wind, water and fire, destruction and rebirth.

Even Wu Fen narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly paying attention.

In the Wu family, there is a Dao book left by that great master, who has a very profound knowledge of the way of fire.

When a monk really walks out of his own way, this kind of order rule of creation and destruction will also be involved.

The way of fire turns into pure yang, the purple energy rises at the beginning of the day, and the setting sun sets at dusk.

King Yan's Taoism was extremely high, and he evolved the fruits of various Taoisms through the method of fire and Taoism, which were recorded in Taoist books and left to future generations.

Wu Fen is now a cultivator of alchemy, and in terms of longevity, he is expected to be mysterious.

However, whether it can be ranked among the heavenly phases is an unresolved matter.

Throughout the ages, how many talents of the heavens have been blocked by that celestial thunder calamity.

Wu Fen used his mana secretly to make more changes in the Red Hell Divine Light.

I want to take this opportunity to gain insight into the mysterious power of Sikong Changming.

If he can get inspiration from it and further evolve his own Dao fruit, it will be a great breakthrough for Wu Fen's future Dao karma.

However, Sikong Changming's method is not low, using the power of nine bends to evolve a mana mist, covering it with the power of the four calamities.

Even if Wu Fen wanted to learn something secretly, he still couldn't see through the cover of the majestic power of mountains and rivers.

The four kalpas rotated, and the turbulence was endless in an instant, smashing all the surrounding red hell gods.

In the blink of an eye, Sikong Changming joined forces with Lu Shenzhou to display a tyrannical supernatural power, forcibly breaking through the power of the Red Hell Divine Light.

Although Wu Fen wanted to stop him, he didn't have time to act.

After all, private suppression is okay.

But if it is put on the bright side, it will appear that he, a cultivator of alchemy, is too small.

"break!"

Lu Shenzhou said in a low voice, a strand of pure mana flowed out along the meridian, turning into a icy sword energy.

He slashed with a wave of his hand, piercing through the Red Prison Light in front of him, and walked out from it.

Sikong Changming followed closely behind, evolving the Nine-Curved River and Mountain, instantly suppressing the surrounding void, paving a Nine-Curve Road in front of him, and walking out calmly.

"This!"

Wu Fen suddenly felt something bad, and was a little startled.

The conditions he offered earlier were too generous.

Those who are allowed to break through the divine light of the Red Prison can comprehend the Yan Wang Danshu of the Wu family.

Originally it was just a gimmick to lure these geniuses into the battle, but now it has become lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot.

Lu Shenzhou and Sikong Changming walked out slowly, calming down their aura.

The two laughed and looked at the ancestor of the Wu family who was sitting on top of him.

The surrounding guests also showed subtle smiles.

It is not a common thing to be able to see this ancestor Wu Fen suffer.

Wu Fen's face darkened slightly, and he was thinking about how to deal with it.

Suddenly, a voice full of resentment suddenly came from among the young people in Yangqiu who had fainted on the ground.

"I don't agree!"

"I want to fight them!"

Sui Zongtian stood up precariously.

He had a momentary out of breath just now, his heart veins were hit by blood congestion, and he passed out on the spot.

At this moment, finally woke up.

But he saw Sima Changming walking out calmly in the light of the Red Prison.

How can it be?

It's just a Dharma Aperture cultivator, and his mana can be achieved in a small way, so why persist for so long!
Even he, a cultivator with perfect Dharma Acuity, couldn't hold on to the pressure in the divine light of the Red Prison for too long.

Is such a Dharma Aperture cultivator qualified?

Sui Zongtian became angry from embarrassment, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

He struggled to get up from the ground.

He stared at Sikong Changming with scorching eyes.

Lu Shenzhou on the side has been subconsciously ignored.

At this moment, the young master of the Lu family has not lifted the restriction on the jade ring, so the cultivation level of the Appearance Realm has not been concealed, and it looks very conspicuous.

Letting Sui Zongtian see it, he was very irritable.

Fighting, of course it is impossible to fight!

Such a monk can't figure out the depth, and if he does it rashly, he may fail miserably and lose all face.

Therefore, Sikong Changming became a persimmon in Sui Zongtian's eyes.

"You, dare to fight with me?"

"I don't bully you for being low-level, I just fight with one hand. If you can defeat me, I will admit that you are qualified to pass through the Red Hell Divine Light!"

Sui Zongtian felt extremely resentful at this moment.

Not being able to resist Chi Hell's divine light had made him very disappointed, and many plans in his heart had been thwarted.

If everyone fails, it can only be said that the ancestor of the Wu family has powerful supernatural powers and profound cultivation.

However, a cultivator with a small skill in Dharma succeeded and survived the light of the Red Prison.

What have become of these monks who have perfected their Dharma aperture?

Sui Zongtian was so angry that it was hard to contain his anger.

He couldn't help it, and made a bold move.

A stream of Qingling sword energy rises in an instant, like a spirit snake coming towards Sikong Changming.

Many monks around looked at each other, but no one stepped forward to stop him.

The landlord here is Wu Fen.

If the ancestor of the Wu family doesn't speak, it's not easy for these guests to do it for him.

However, at this moment, Wu Fen was sitting on the chief seat with a smile on his face, not intending to interfere.

That kind of attitude is impressively acquiescing.

The sword energy was on his body, making Sikong Changming vaguely feel his skin tingling.

He showed no sign of weakness and responded forcefully.

The power of the Four Tribulations was condensed in the palm of his hand, and he slapped it across.

Even Sui Zongtian couldn't compare with him in terms of mana power.

With intentional calculations and unintentional calculations, the relentless force destroyed the sword energy in an instant, and hit Sui Zongtian on the cheek with the remaining strength still alive.

boom!
Sui Zongtian, who was caught off guard, showed a look of shock.

His figure flew upside down.

Blood was continuously overflowing from the mouth, a piece of cheek collapsed, and the facial bone was broken.

The tall body crashed to the ground.

The suzerain of Wentian Sword Sect passed out under the mixture of resentment and hatred.

Sikong Changming stood on the spot with an indifferent expression.

His palms drooped, dripping with blood.

In the collision just now, Sui Zongtian made a fierce and tricky move, not only using sword energy, but also a magic weapon.

The monks in the middle and third realms can sacrifice magic weapons after refining their god form.

Sui Zongtian's magic weapon is a magic sword tempered with ten thousand jin of iron essence, which is extremely sharp and unstoppable.

In the blow just now, it pierced Sikong Changming's protective mana, and pierced a wound in his palm.

Looking at the fainted figure, a murderous intent flashed across Sikong Changming's eyes.

So far, this is the first time he has encountered an opponent with magic weapons.

If it wasn't for his superior skills and the opponent's contempt.

With the blow just now, he might face great danger.

Since his rebirth, he has experienced hundreds of battles and rarely encountered such a dangerous situation.

Most of the time, it's pushing the opponent horizontally.

Until this injury, Sikong Changming was alerted.

As one's cultivation improves, the opponents he will encounter in the future will also become stronger.

Those methods will become more and more unpredictable.

Only by being vigilant and humble at all times can we avoid being plotted to the greatest extent.

In addition, another matter has also become more urgent in Sikong Changming's plan.

It's time to start looking for materials and refining your magic weapon!

The distracting thoughts in my mind disappeared in an instant.

Sikong Changming glanced at Sui Zongtian, stepped forward slowly, concentrating mana with his uninjured right hand, intending to completely end this life-or-death opponent.

This time, Wu Fen, who was sitting on the main seat with the old god, couldn't sit still.