Chen Shengxin has already entered the Vientiane Palace, no accident, he will meet Bai Yushan tomorrow, he needs to find a way to break the situation.

After briefly informing him of the situation, Chen Sheng stared at Tianjizi.

The old man trained and scolded angrily: "You bastard boy, you should be a good breakthrough when you perceive it so much?"

Chen Sheng chuckled, "I believe that with the knowledge of my predecessors, there will definitely be a way." ”

Although it was certain that Bai Yushan would not be a killer, Chen Sheng knew nothing about the forces behind him, and according to the vague words of Gu Yong, it was not difficult to guess that there might be a god cultivator among this force.

In the face of an old monster of this level, Chen Sheng had nothing to hide, not to mention that he still had so many secrets on his body.

Therefore, he cannot afford to lose this battle.

Not only can't he lose, but he also has to get information about that side of the force from Bai Yushan.

Tianjizi searched for a long time before he turned out a fragment of a page from a corner and flew towards Chen Sheng with a flick of his fingers.

"What is this?" Chen Sheng took his hand and looked down, there were several crooked handwriting printed on the floating paper, he had never seen this kind of writing.

Seeing this, Tianjizi sighed, "I didn't expect that the current cultivation world has fallen into such a state that I don't even recognize this divine pattern." ”

"You mean, this is the Ancient God Pattern?" Chen Sheng was shocked, the so-called God Pattern, the legend is that it is the text used by the gods in the ancient god era, and each pattern has a powerful power.

Tianjizi nodded helplessly and said, "As long as you write down this divine pattern and paint it on your body with spiritual ink, you should be able to resist most of the power of that spell." ”

Chen Sheng nodded slightly, sat down cross-legged, and began to concentrate his mind and sink into the divine pattern.

The sky was getting white, and seeing that the conference was about to open, under the anxious gaze of the three people, Chen Shengyou woke up slowly.

Gu Huan had just revealed a glimmer of the galaxy, and he was pushed aside.

Chen Sheng walked into the room quickly, took out his pen and ink, and began to draw on the surface of the body.

The three of them stayed outside the house, looking at each other.

"Dad, how long will it take for the conference to start?" Gu Huan asked.

"There is still an hour left. Gu Yong smiled bitterly and said, "I can put him on the court last, but it won't be long." ”

Xue Changsheng was silent, at this moment, he and Gu Huan were no longer qualified to participate in the war, and they couldn't delay time for Chen Sheng at all.

After drawing a rune on his arm, Chen Sheng spoke: "One hour is enough." ”

Gu Yong's eyes lit up slightly, and he said in a fixed voice: "Okay!"

Nodding faintly, Chen Sheng continued to draw runes.

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On the ring, Xiao Yinshan smiled lightly and glanced at the square that was much sparser than yesterday, slightly surprised.

Subsequently, he brazenly defeated the opponent in the late stage of foundation building on the opposite side cleanly, and when he was about to make a dead move, he was stopped by Gu Yong's gaze, and then he stepped down with a little regret.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to ask: "Master Gu, why don't you see Brother Chen today, is he cowardly?"

Gu Yong's face was gloomy, if it weren't for everyone's eyes, he would have to kill this tongue-ridden Skeleton Tomb disciple.

Obviously, now he can't, and as time passes, there are only three monks left who have not yet taken the stage.

After Bai Yushan easily eliminated the opponent, beads of sweat unconsciously appeared on Gu Yong's forehead, if Chen Sheng did not appear again, he could only be judged to lose.

Gu and Xue in the audience breathed a sigh of relief, and it was okay if Chen Sheng couldn't catch up.

At the last moment, the piercing sound of breaking wind came, and Chen Sheng landed steadily beside the two of them, his eyes burning with war intent.

"Sorry, I'm late. ”

Raising his head, Chen Sheng smiled at Gu Yong.

Gu Yong nodded and said, "It's not too late, let's go on stage." ”

Slowly walking up to the stage, Chen Sheng glanced at his opponent and was happy.

"How are you?"

Lu Rusong snorted coldly and said, "Boy, if you're afraid, get off the stage." ”

Chen Sheng shook his head, "It's useless to talk more, let's do it!"

What Lu Yifeng did that day had already destroyed the favor of the Lu family in his heart, and with the later attempts of these two to filthy Yao Xi, Chen Sheng naturally didn't have a good face for him, so he just used him to try the power of the runes on his body.

Drawing out the spirit sword with a cruel smile, Lu Rusong's eyes staring at Chen Sheng were full of murderous aura, if it weren't for this person, Lu Linghuai's plan would not have failed, and he would have some possibilities to worship his disciples.

Chen Sheng put his hands behind his back and brazenly met the edge of the sword.

The piercing sound of gold and iron staggered sounded, and in Lu Rusong's surprised gaze, Chen Sheng threw a punch.

After withdrawing a few zhang, Lu Rusong glanced at the edge of the ring not far behind him, his face was extremely gloomy, the disciples of the Immortal Sect have always been proud, except for a few big sects, they hardly put anyone in their eyes.

Now that he was repelled in public, Lu Rusong stared at Chen Sheng viciously, and there was also Lu Linghuai, the real power elder of the Immortal Sect, who was watching the battle on the high platform, Lu Rusong originally wanted to perform well, maybe there would be a chance to worship under his door, and naturally he refused to be defeated under Chen Sheng.

Roaring to gather spiritual power, Lu Rusong's eyes were shrouded in spiritual light, and the depths of his eyes were full of madness.

"Chen Sheng, die!" roared and rushed forward, the spirit sword in his hand swung out the remnant of the Dao Dao, and then landed on the surface of Chen Sheng's body.

"This rune is really magical. Chen Sheng felt the changes in his body and sighed secretly.

Every time Lu Rusong's attack landed on his body, the hidden runes began to writhe, dispersing and dissolving the impact, and the remaining impact was no longer enough to break through Chen Sheng's body.

After careful sensing, Chen Sheng found that as the attack power increased, the power of the runes seemed to be gradually decreasing, and his eyes froze.

The golden spiritual power condensed from his fists, Chen Sheng began to fight back, his waist and limbs drove his fists, and the two extremely lethal spiritual powers were punched out, his body retreated violently, pointed in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Bind!"

This is an extremely simple technique, so simple that it doesn't need to consume much spiritual power, just use the spell to pull the aura of heaven and earth, drive it in a special route, and envelop the target.

But at this time, Lu Rusong, due to the previous almost crazy offensive and Chen Sheng's blind defense, under the dual effect, there was almost no sense of defense.

So much so that after Chen Sheng punched, he hurriedly returned to his defense, and when he was flustered, he was tripped up by this spell for a moment.

The strength of the two fists, one was blocked by danger, and the other was blatantly bombarded on the chest of this Immortal Sect disciple.

Suddenly spurting out a mouthful of blood, Lu Rusong's face was like gold paper in an instant, and he knelt on the ground with his sword.

Chen Sheng raised his head and shouted, "Master Gu, I think the winner has already been decided." ”

Gu Yonggang wanted to speak, but he caught a glimpse of Lu Rusong getting up with difficulty, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and roaring: "I haven't lost yet!"

Gu Yong frowned, and opened his mouth to persuade: "If you continue to fight, this seat will not be able to guarantee your life." ”

Lu Rusong didn't care, shook his body and stood up straight, and said with a cruel smile: "Between you and me today, only one can go on alive." ”

"Lu Rusong, don't you think this seat doesn't exist?" Gu Yong was slightly angry, the Immortal Gate Conference only did discussions, and did not allow the situation of life and death, this was an iron law for thousands of years, and even the Immortal Sect was not qualified to break it.

Lu Rusong smiled miserably, bowed down to the high platform, and shouted: "The disciple of the battle of the conference admits defeat, but I want to duel with this person today, and I hope that the elder will be fulfilled." ”

After that, he looked at the high platform and looked forward to it.

There was silence for a moment, and Lu Linghuai's voice came with a little tiredness.

"That being the case, your wish has been granted over there. ”

Lu Rusong was ecstatic, and the momentum around him began to rise, and a faint coercion permeated the ring.

"Secret Method?" Chen Sheng smiled lightly, it seems that this Immortal Sect disciple is really crazy, driving the secret method under such a serious injury, even if he can win, it will definitely hurt the foundation.

Not to mention, even if he used the secret method, Lu Rusong couldn't win.

In his mouth, he whispered: "Hidden Moon." An even more powerful momentum erupted from Chen Sheng's body, completely crushing it under Lu Rusong's extremely frightened gaze.

The monks of the various sects present were extremely surprised, although they had seen Chen Sheng perform a secret method before, but they had seen it in the mirror, and they couldn't feel its power, and now when they saw it, it might be a big killer weapon.

All parties were a little moved, originally they were only a little moved by a young genius like Chen Sheng, but with the emergence of this secret method, some people were already a little crazy.

At this time, Chen Sheng was no longer a talented disciple, but also a powerful secret method that could be passed on, which was extremely attractive to some sects.

No one noticed that when Chen Sheng was driving the formation, a young man on the high platform had a trace of waves on his cold face.