"What do you want us to do?" An elder asked.

Lu Yuan smiled slightly, and took a few steps forward lightly, "I want all the sect martial artists to hand over the space ring and magic weapon on their bodies as the price of entering the spiritual spring to cultivate." ”

This sudden request shocked everyone present, and some of them were stunned.

"Lu Yuan! What do you mean? Qu Yan shouted angrily.

Although it was difficult for many people to accept such conditions in their hearts, they understood that the strength shown by Lu Yuan was beyond doubt.

Resisting will only bring more trouble to yourself.

Lu Yuan looked at Qu Yan with a deep gaze.

"I just want people to play fair."

"Entering the Spirit Spring to cultivate is a privilege, and you should strive for the resources to change the strength of the sect, instead of wasting the Spirit Spring."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and everyone whispered, some felt angry and dissatisfied, and some understood and agreed with Lu Yuan's words.

"The resources of the Purple Cloud Sect are already limited."

An elder spoke after a while, "But if you can really bring changes to the sect, you might as well hand over the magic weapon on your body." ”

The other elders nodded in agreement, as if they were thinking about Lu Yuan's proposal.

"You can think of it as an incentive."

Su Liyan's voice sounded abruptly, blending into Lu Yuan's field of vision.

She floated in, her eyes shining with a strange light.

Holding the cold jade ice chip in her hand tightly, she was full of strength and confidence.

Everyone groaned silently in the face of the straight and proud momentum of the two.

Gradually, someone in the crowd lowered their heads and took a step forward, handing the space ring to Lu Yuan.

Soon, others followed suit.

They were either ignited by the soil and had a fighting spirit in their hearts, or they were originally in awe of the Purple Cloud Sect. Lu Yuan stood in the deepest part of Zixiao Palace, his gaze firm and confident.

Behind him, many warriors stopped talking and looked at him. There was a tense atmosphere in the hall.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan raised the Tiangang Thunder Fire Sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword emitted a trembling electric light.

The power of the immortal law poured into his body, giving him an unearthly aura.

"The mysterious combination of Void Rune Painting and Swordsmanship!" Lu Yuan said in a low voice.

With a soft sound, a huge and mysterious Void Sigil appeared.

The runes shimmered with dazzling golden light, forming a vast and boundless void world above the hall.

Lu Yuan waved the Tiangang Thunder Fire Sword with a solemn face, and shocking sword rays erupted from the sword, drawing a beautiful and terrifying arc in the void.

The ten spectators immediately felt that their lives were imminent.

They all took defensive stances, but they couldn't resist the devastating power brought by Lu Yuan's sword technique.

As if in an instant, the sword fell with the roar of thunder, and the ten opponents fell one after another.

They didn't even make a single noise of protest before they were defeated, as if it was just a flash in the pan.

There was silence on the field, except for the grinding of the landed uniforms echoing through the hall.

Everyone watched Lu Yuan's victorious battle in amazement.

A confident smile appeared on Lu Yuan's face.

This performance not only shocked all the spectators present, but also showed his unrivaled combat effectiveness to the entire cultivation world.

There were murmurs that could not be heard clearly and ambiguously.

The crowd stared at him in disbelief, their hearts filled with awe and adoration.

Lu Yuan has reached such a profound realm at such a young age, which is daunting. Lu Yuan stood inside the Zixiao Palace, his eyes scanning the terrified gazes in the hall.

He felt the gaze behind him, and a sense of pride came over him.

He knew that his combat effectiveness had been proven enough, but at the same time, he also felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Suddenly, a provocative voice sounded, "Lu Yuan! I challenge you! ”

Everyone looked sideways, only to see a young man standing behind Bao Xuan walking out from behind.

He's tall and imposing, and he's clearly a good opponent.

Su Liyan frowned.

She knew that the strength of this person named Bao Xuan should not be underestimated, and challenging Lu Yuan at this time was undoubtedly looking for death.

"What are you going to compete with me?" Lu Yuan turned around and asked casually.

Bao Xuan sneered: "I can't get used to you being so arrogant!" ”

"Today I'm going to prove my strength to you!"

Zi Cuiling and Su Liyan suddenly felt heavy in their hearts.

They knew that this victory could lead to an even bigger storm, and it was unknown whether Lu Yuan would be able to handle it all.

Bao Xuan waved his hand, and a formation pattern suddenly appeared in front of him, and dark lines flashed on the ground.

Immediately afterward, the surrounding light became gloomy, and an evil aura permeated.

"This is his own formation!"

Zi Cuiling exclaimed, "It can weaken the opponent's strength in an instant. ”

Bao Xuan sneered and continued: "Lu Yuan, don't think that your immortal method can overwhelm me! ”

Lu Yuan frowned slightly, he knew that what Bao Xuan said was true.

This self-created formation is indeed quite powerful, but he is not afraid.

"Su Liyan, you are responsible for supporting me." Lu Yuan explained in a low voice.

Su Liyan nodded in agreement, and picked up the ice crystal whip in his hand and prepared to act.

She was anxious in her heart, but in order to protect the peace of everyone and the cultivation realm, she could only fight hard.

"Alright, let's get started." Bao Xuan said coldly.

Zi Cuiling, the patriarch of the Ziyun family, couldn't help but look at Lu Yuan worriedly.

She was well aware of the gap between Lu Yuan and Bao Xuan, but she still believed that Lu Yuan could handle it.

A powerful immortal power poured out from Lu Yuan's body, and the electric light on the Tiangang Thunder Fire Sword lit up.

The sword in Lu Yuan's hand crossed a graceful arc in the air, and one after another sword rays instantly hit Bao Xuan.

Bao Xuan was completely stunned by this sudden attack.

He couldn't resist at all, and he became nothing in front of Lu Yuan.

"You... How could you?! ”

Bao Xuan shouted angrily, "This can't be! ”

And everyone else present also looked at Lu Yuan in amazement, staring at him incredulously.

They realized that the young man's strength had surpassed what they had originally imagined.

However, Zi Cuiling and Su Liyan's hearts did not relax.

They know that there is still a courtesy, and this victory will also cause an even greater storm. Zi Cuiling frowned.

"Lu Yuan, you will definitely suffer retribution!"

Bao Xuan let out a cursed declaration with a low roar.

"We're going to get the real trouble as soon as possible." Zi Cuiling said to Su Liyan.

Su Liyan nodded, she knew that she could only be more cautious at this time. There was a solemn and mysterious aura in the Zixiao Palace practice ground beside Lu Yuan.

There was a faint immortal power circulating in the air, as if it was heralding an unusual battle. (End of chapter)