The Dou Wen Tai was awakened by the powerhouse of the Han Spirit Realm above the void, and many teenagers who had already gathered on the top of the mountain immediately set off, stepped on the chains, stabilized their figures, and went down from all directions.

The several Han Spirit Realm powerhouses looked at this scene, they all nodded, and the spiritual power around them fluctuated, spreading from the six of them, and their figures were pushed by the invisible force, so they sat cross-legged, and they moved to the six positions above the void of the Douwen Stage.

Condescendingly, from their point of view, the bucket pattern platform below can be seen at a glance, they are entrusted by the elders of the Dragon Domain, not only to preside over the opening, but also to observe the form of the battlefield, if there is an accident, timely remedy.

Because of the Douwen Stage, the Dragon Domain dispatched six powerhouses of the Han Spirit Realm, it was enough to see that the opening of the Douwen Platform was not as simple as it seemed, the six of them, far earlier than many teenagers, were sent here by the elders a few days before anyone announced the opening, and paid some more expensive prices, and it was not until today that this kind of cultivation treasure land glowed with its own light.

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Long Qian's feet stepped on the chains, his steps were brisk, and with the battle spirit emerging in his body, Long Zhuyang slowly fell on the huge white stone square, that is, on the bucket pattern platform.

He was down-to-earth, and the moment he landed, he suddenly felt the difference between the Douwen Platform and other places, and the spiritual power on it, he could clearly feel that it was unpredictable, and there was an inexplicable power under his feet condensing in general, out of curiosity, Long Qian exuded his soul power and touched the ground.

His vision was expressed in an instant, and he sensed it with his soul, and the outside world sent a message to his mind, a picture, this is a white light space, countless spiritual power filaments, like swimming, shuttling quickly in it, mostly in groups, and like insects gathering and flying in the void.

But their appearance is indeed much better than that of insects, after all, they are spiritual power, the product of heaven and earth, and the pictures that come into his mind are only these, and he can't perceive anything else.

Long Zhuyang, who was walking in front of him, was already standing in front of a black and white Tai Chi pattern, and when he arrived here, there was no longer as much noise around him as before, Long Qian looked around, and the closest person to them was three or four hundred meters away.

Long Qian knew in his heart, it was obvious that the distribution of these Tai Chi patterns had defined some distances, and he could see that not far away, a series of light curtains rose in an instant along with the ground of the Douwen Terrace, and in an instant, they turned into pitch black, and they couldn't see what was in them, it seemed that they were blocking the surrounding interference, so that the cultivators could better concentrate on fighting.

Long Qian, Long Zhuyang and the two walked up, both standing in front of the yin and yang pattern, they looked at each other, and there was spiritual power all over their bodies, all of them were cultivating in the later stage of the spiritual seven products, and with the introduction of their minds, their spiritual power flashed through the void and merged into the pattern.

Long Zhuyang was full of spirit, and the spiritual power on his body made the perseverance on his face more radiant, and there was a flash of spiritual light in his jet-black eyes, which made him a little excited, because his opponent was not only in the same realm as him, but also had the high-level bloodline of the earth dragon.

This is not only a battle with the same realm, but also a battle between cultivators of the same bloodline level, which has made the dragon's blood boil all over his body, for him, this is a battle worth paying wholeheartedly.

Long Qian's eyes locked on the yin and yang pattern, the white half on it, the light was generous, and it slowly expanded in a cylindrical shape, passing in front of him, through his body, slowly getting bigger, some strangeness of the dragon chasing the yang, he also felt it, there was no malice in it, only between cultivators, pure fighting thoughts.

"Long Qian, come on! It belongs to you and me, don't keep your hands, and give full play to your strongest strength!" Long Zhuyang's eyes were like electricity, as the huge pillar of light spread and formed, dividing the area, he waved his hand to Long Qianyi, his figure flashed, and in an instant, he came to the edge of the corner of this defined area.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to this battle too!" Long Qian looked around, looking at the edge of the area where the pillar of light stopped expanding, and estimated in his heart that the range was about three or four hundred meters, which was enough to bring the cultivators of the Spirit Realm into two battles and play at will.

The words fell, he also swept towards the other edge, the speed was fast, he looked at Long Zhuyang from afar, he did not take out a weapon but with his bare hands, Long Qian did not want to take advantage of it, this year of cultivation, although he spent most of his time practicing the "Heaven Killing Spear Technique" and "Dragon Purification Technique", but Shen Su's predecessors taught him several superb spiritual skills, he assisted in the step-by-step explanation of the jade slip, and his cultivation also tended to be a state of great success.

"Heaven Killing Body Method!"

The spiritual power on Long Qian's body seemed to turn into a sharp blade in an instant, turning into a stream of silver and red intertwined spiritual power. His figure suddenly accelerated, rushing towards Long Zhuyang, this kind of body technique was not taught by Shen Su's predecessors, but Long Qian's own cultivation of the Heaven Killing Spear Technique, from which he felt and comprehended.

He has been cultivating the Heaven Killing Spear Technique over time, and he has a sense of heart, knowing what is more suitable for him in comparison, and he did not practice the body method taught by him, but chose such a method, which came from a gun technique.

Although Long Qian himself had never cultivated a spiritual skill such as the body method before, but after careful comparison, he understood the intention of the Blood Emperor to create the Heaven Killing Spear Technique, the former wanted to create a special and peculiar spirit technique, and the Heaven Killing Spear Technique was not only a killing spirit technique, but also a fusion of body techniques.

The former is to achieve the unparalleled realm of guns and people, and the unity of robots.

"The best body method, the heart is moving!"

Not far away, Long Zhuyang looked at the surging people, with an invisible coldness surrounding his body, and his speed and body were unpredictable, he was silent on weekdays, only knew how to cultivate, and he was proud in his heart, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, smiled, and said lightly.

He also operates the body method, among cultivators, in addition to the spiritual skills of the exercises, they belong to the body method, and the powerful killing spirit skills also need the assistance of the exercises, and with a good body method, in the battle, they can also react faster according to the situation.

The spiritual power that Long Zhuyang exuded in his body turned into a faint cyan, as if he had absorbed some wind power, his steps became strange, and the speed was also surprisingly fast.

Soon the two approached, and Long Zhuyang's actions were all taken into Long Qian's eyes, his face was serious, and he shook his hand and stretched out a fist, causing the spiritual power to condense and bloom in his palm, releasing a heavy fist.

His shot went straight to Long Zhuyang's chest, his pace did not decrease, he did not evade, there were no fancy means, only a heart-warming head-to-head confrontation.

"Demon Breaking Fist!"

Long Zhuyang sensed Long Qian's battle intent, concentrated, and also stretched out one hand, and the fist intent that erupted was also extremely strong, and on his fist, a layer of spiritual light flashed, turning into a transparent arc of light directly towards Long Qian's fist, between the lightning and flint, resisting down.

Long Qian suddenly felt the resistance coming from his fist, and at the moment of stalemate, his fist trembled slightly, his arm bent slightly, and he felt that with his fist technique, he couldn't deal with the former's move.