"What's going on?"

Above the main hall, the scene in front of the Xuanxu Treasure had already been turned into a projection by a huge magic circle.

At this moment, looking at Yuan Xiaofeng's action of grinning his teeth as if he was being burned by fire, people couldn't help but have a big question mark in their hearts.

What is Senior Brother Yuan doing?

With the cultivation of a half-step infant, can't he bear the coercion of the shattered mortal realm?

Such a bullish skill, now crying and shouting, it's a bit too much!

I know you're low-key, and I know you don't like to be complimented, but you can't pretend to be so weak, right?

One by one, after having such a mentality, the disciples couldn't help but silently raise their middle fingers to him.

But look again.

Seeing that Yuan Xiaofeng was enveloped in the vast white mist, he directly didn't even have the slightest ability to parry and resist, and for a while, they couldn't help but be stunned.

That's not right.

Looking at it this way, Senior Brother Yuan seems to be a little unbearable.

A person can't pretend to be really happy, and in the same way, it's absolutely impossible to pretend to be so painful.

So it goes.

Senior Brother Yuan, it seems that he is in danger at this moment.

Could it be that he is not the strength of the Bidan Realm?

It shouldn't be.

His Royal Highness's disciples muttered in their hearts, and Lu Yusheng's mood in His Highness was not much better.

What's going on with this kid today.

It's obvious that the coercion can be carried over all at once, why is this still sucked in?

Three visions.

Except for the talents of Tianzong, where can anyone make this movement.

He may have exaggerated a little to the outside world, but this kid's plan can't be the condensed cultivation he said, right?

Look at him a little tormented.

Isn't it, now he hasn't broken through the Bidan realm?

There is no Bidan Realm, there will always be this Broken Mortal Realm, right?

It couldn't be any lower.

After all, this kid had previously released the aura of the ninth layer of condensation that was about to break through.

Anyway, it is impossible for him to be lower than the ninth layer of condensing qi.

After such a calculation, his heart hanging in his throat slowly fell.

Hehe, good boy, if it weren't for your master, I am very smart and perceptive, maybe I would have been coaxed by you this time.

It's a godsend.

In this kind of high-profile and most showy occasion, you can behave like such a dog.

Your!

Thinking about this, the faint worry about Yuan Xiaofeng in his heart also disappeared without a trace, rubbing his dizzy eyes, he looked more carefully towards the vast white mist.

"This son is in a bit of a bad state at the moment. Although Elder Lu likes to exaggerate, this son can make three consecutive breakthroughs and produce visions, and he must also be a person with profound blessings and great luck.

This seat once invited the Heavenly Master to approve the life of this son, but every time he approved the life, he saw that the result was about to appear, but he was counterattacked by the Heavenly Dao at a critical time. Such a mysterious person will definitely not be only a little bit of cultivation on the surface.

Let's go and see, with his strength, he should be safe and sound. If he really can't withstand this kind of coercion in the end, this seat will have no choice but to accept the future of the Xuanxu Sect......

Little one, I hope you don't disappoint this seat......"

……

If it is said that it has just been corroded and oppressed by the spiritual mist, and the feeling it produces is like fire, then to describe that now, half of the body is swallowed in, it should be a soul scattered!

Pain!

Heart-wrenching!

The beads of sweat the size of the bean slid down on the top of Yuan Xiaofeng's head, and before they could reach his chin, he was directly pressed into an aerosol by the strong pressure.

"Damn, didn't Lao Tzu admit defeat just now, how could he be pulled in again. Damn Xuanxu Baojian, you have the ability to kill me, you can't kill me, I have to smash you when you go out! ”

In the midst of it, his bones were deformed, and a crisp cracking sound could be heard, and his meridians seemed to be squeezed together, curled up in a terrifying arc, and the slightest line of blood was penetrating outward little by little, and even slowly squirting.

The spiritual power in the dantian had already been evaporated into nothingness within a second under the confrontation with that terrifying suction force just now. At this moment, if it weren't for the little hard to insist on the will to give up, I am afraid that he would have fallen into a coma.

But even such a will, under the torture of huge pain, seemed so insignificant, he knew in his heart that if no one in the outside world was willing to take the initiative to save him, it would not take thirty breaths, I am afraid that he would have to be completely squeezed into a ball of meat sauce, and then disappear in this cultivation realm that was frantically replenished!

One breath.

Two breaths.

His consciousness was getting blurred.

More and more blood oozed from his body.

The handsome face was no longer as bright as before, as weak as white paper.

"Am I going to die?"

An unwilling tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and immediately turned into white gas, and the faint air in his nasal cavity became a luxury at this time, and he couldn't breathe a little more.

Gradually, his eyelids closed completely, and his whole life fell into an extreme malaise, like a candle flickering in the wind, which might be extinguished the next moment.

Suddenly.

Just when a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth under the pressure of great coercion, causing his entire body to curl up into the shape of a boiled prawn.

The storage bag that had been held on his chest began to emit an extremely dazzling white light!

This light is extremely domineering, extremely strong, once it comes into contact with the vast white mist, it is like a terrifying flame of temperature, scorching it with a straight sound, like a mouse meeting a cat, making a miserable wail.

What's more, after the white mist was completely burned into nothingness, a treasure light directly drilled into Yuan Xiaofeng's mouth and nose with lightning speed, and began an extremely terrifying recovery speed!

The festering skin seems to be reshaped and smoothed, and then it becomes fairer and more elastic, and the rotten meridians seem to be gently combed and strengthened, exuding a crystal clear color like jade.

His breath changed from seemingly non-existent to cyclic and powerful, like thunder!

His hair, falling out from the roots, turned back to jet black shiny!

In the dantian, the originally depleted cyclone has been condensed more than ten times at this time, from the size of a fingernail to the size of an apricot.

Although only a black line can be seen in this space, it is still a space!

"What's going on? It was as if I had drunk stimulants all of a sudden, and my arms, my fists, were more than ten times stronger than before......"

At this moment, there was no pain, lying in the vast space where the Xuanxu Treasure was automatically conjured up, which could block all the outside world's exploration, Yuan Xiaofeng stood as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Feeling this renewed, much more powerful energy than before, he threw a punch at random.

Only a bang was heard.

The space was directly smashed into a depression by him, and a faint wind force directly emitted a terrifying sonic boom at this moment, shaking his eardrums as if they were torn!

The storage bag on the chest also releases a faint amount of heat.

Touching inside, an unprecedented touch made his heart ripple.