The face of the disciple in the early stage of the Jiedan changed slightly, and it was only half a year since he stepped into the Jiedan, but he was also a disciple of the Jiedan, so he shouldn't have lost his luster so much.

But Jun Mianchen's aura is too strong, this is the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, the strength of that momentum has never been seen before, at least among all the foundation building disciples of the Taiyi Sect, I have never seen it.

Hugging his fists again, the disciple of the early stage of Yudan spoke.

"Under Zhuge Hong, Senior Brother Jun, please advise. ”

Jun Mianchen nodded, did not speak, his body did not move, and in the momentum released by his side, there was a trace of water vapor, and the appearance of this water vapor caused the surrounding temperature to drop.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the water vapor is mixed with the huge momentum, making Jun Mianchen's breath extremely powerful, and the surrounding air has a sense of condensation.

Zhuge Hong's pupils shrank, and the cold vapor had already affected the place where he was standing, and he actually felt that it was cold?

When this cold water vapor appeared, many disciples around him shivered, and they inexplicably felt cold.

"This chill ...... Is it the success of the cold spirit......"

Li Xiuying nodded secretly, the chill in this water vapor, she knew that it was the heart of the Taiyi Sect, the cold spirit decision, and the cold qi cultivated by the cold spirit decision could be mastered by the disciples, and it was not enough to surprise the elders.

But if it is said that it takes a year to cultivate the cold spirit to the fullest, with six or seven points of chill in every gesture, this is another matter.

On the ground, Gou Ruyun's face was gloomy, Zhou Yin's eyes showed a strange glow, Di Xiu and Tan Shan glanced at each other, and saw a thick surprise in each other's eyes.

This battle, it seems, is not easy to say.

......

As the chill in the surrounding water vapor deepened, Zhuge Hong didn't dare to drag it out any longer, without saying a word, he reached out and patted the storage bag, and a spear appeared in his hand.

This Zhuge Hong is a gun repair.

The moment the spear appeared in his hand, Zhuge Hong's eyes narrowed, the aura in his hand exploded, and an astonishing determination erupted from the spear, and his footsteps connected the dots, stabbing towards Jun Mianchen.

Jun Mianchen's face did not change, his right hand pinched the trick, stretched out his two fingers together, and lightly touched the tip of the gun.

At this point, the water vapor in mid-air condensed in vain, Zhuge Hong experienced it the most, only feeling that the water vapor around him had become much thicker, and the meaning of cold in it was even more obvious, it actually interfered with the flow speed of the spiritual energy in his body, as if it was about to be frozen.

"Chengyuan!"

Zhuge Hong gritted his teeth, his body flipped in mid-air, his left hand clicked three times in a row on the handle of the gun, and after the body tossed, following the inertia, the spear threw an arc in the air and slashed towards Jun Mianchen.

Zhuge Hong's cultivation was in full swing, and there was a sense of mutual competition with the surrounding water vapor, this shot was very sharp, and the body of the gun condensed a shocking aura in mid-air, and came straight to Jun Mianchen with a strong sense of oppression.

Jun Mianchen's face still did not change, his arm was not lowered, his two fingers were still stretched out together, and as soon as his heart moved, a narrow silver light suddenly appeared on his fingertips.

The silver light appeared, and Jun Mianchen's arm was raised like lightning, and where Zhuge Hong's spear could reach, the water knife slashed away.

Silent collision, the spear was touched by the water knife, this water knife was also extremely cold, the unthinkable happened, Zhuge Hong's eyes widened, his gun was frozen by the cold of the water knife, and it condensed into pieces of crystals in the air.

The momentum is invisible, but it can be frozen, and no one believes it.

But that's just the way it is.

In mid-air, Zhuge Hong's spear momentum was frozen piece by piece, and the narrow waterjet still did not slow down, and swept towards him rapidly.

Zhuge Hong's eyes flashed fiercely, he threw out the spear towards the oncoming water knife, turned over and fell to the ground, grabbed the air with his right hand, and the tip of the spear just touched the water knife, and was grabbed and withdrawn by Zhuge Hong.

It was cold to start, Zhuge Hong's face sank, this gentleman was very strong.

Jun Mianchen withdrew his fingers, and when the silver light disappeared, before Zhuge Hong could react, Jun Mianchen's body moved, and he actually walked towards him.

Zhuge Hong's complexion changed abruptly, and a sense of crisis arose.

Around him, a large amount of thick mist suddenly appeared, these fogs were pale blue all over, with a sense of dampness, and with the appearance of dampness, there was a trace of chill through the body.

In the mist, Jun Mianchen's figure is very blurry, the speed is fast and slow, every step seems to be regular, stepping on the ground instantly becomes ice, every step on the ground, the surrounding fog is thick, this strange step, faintly let his heartbeat follow its pace in rhythm.

"Can't go on like this, he's building momentum and trying to introduce me into his rhythm!"

After all, Zhuge Hong is a Jiedan monk, and his strength is strong, and at this time, the power of the realm exploded, barely suppressing the aura of the surrounding mist.

Zhuge Hong held the spear in both hands, and a large amount of spiritual power poured in, and the spear in his hand hummed, shaking out a shockwave.

The shock wave mixed with the gunfire swept away some of the surrounding fog, and Jun Mianchen's figure was already approaching.

"Pray to the sky!"

Zhuge Hong roared, his eyes flashed, and he threw the spear in his hand towards the sky.

Ride the abyss, pray for the sky, and chase the dragon!

It is the three major styles of marksmanship practiced by Zhuge Hong, one is stronger than the other, and one is stronger than the other.

As soon as this prayer came out, the spear that was thrown out was like a spirit, spinning in the air, and the breath that came out completely dispersed the water vapor mist of Jun Mianchen, as if it was unstoppable, and went straight to the sky, deriving a huge spear shadow in mid-air.

The momentum of this spear shadow is powerful, and the moment the spear shadow is formed, it goes straight to Jun Mianchen on the ground with a thunderous momentum from the top of his head.

Tan Shan in the distance didn't blink his eyes, staring at the powerful gun shadow in the air, this style of praying to the sky is indeed strong, if he is replaced, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort to resist.

Emperor Xiu was silent, although the spear was strong, but it was not intentional, if he faced himself, he could be cut with a sword.

Brother, how will you deal with it......

As the shadow of the gun fell, the speed became faster and faster, and the momentum of the gun became bigger and bigger, and the terrifying aura overwhelmed the person.

"What a strong momentum......"

Jun Mianchen raised his head and looked at the huge gun shadow in the air, and the essence in his eyes swelled. The chill around me was somewhat dissipated by the pressure of this gun.

Jun Mianchen's hands quickly pinched, and under his feet, within a few zhang, there were vague waves and phantoms, and a large amount of water appeared on the square, forming an ocean in the blink of an eye.

Zhuge Hong was stunned, and suddenly found that he was standing on the surface of the sea, surrounded by turbulent waves, like a real sea.

The damp breath permeated the surroundings, and the sound of waves appeared in my ears! What kind of spell is this, illusion?

Not only him, but all the disciples around him felt a strong breath of the ocean, and there was a strong sense of humidity coming to their faces, and at first glance they seemed to be standing on the water, and then they looked at themselves on the ground again, which was very weird.

"The artistic conception of water!!This son has comprehended the artistic conception!!"

The expressions of the elders in mid-air all changed slightly, and it was just enough to see the Han Ling Decisive Achievement before, which showed that Jun Mianchen was indeed the pride of the sky, and he could cultivate the Cold Spiritual Decisive to the Great Completion Realm within a year.

But at this moment, I actually saw the artistic conception of water again, which is not something that ordinary people can grasp.

Just like there are hundreds of millions of monks who use swords in this heaven and earth, how many people can cultivate sword intent?

What has this gentleman experienced in a year, he has already cultivated his artistic conception......

Jun Mianchen didn't care about the surprise of the people around him, after the water under his feet appeared, if he looked at it from a high altitude, Jun Mianchen seemed to be standing in a whirlpool.

It seemed to form a bottomless abyss under his feet, and from the abyss, an earth-shattering roar erupted, and this roar came out, Zhuge Hong only felt that his heart trembled.

What is that?

Before he had time to think, he saw a huge mouth appear at Jun Mianchen's feet, and Jun Mianchen was standing in the middle of the mouth.

As the big mouth appeared, in the field of vision of the surrounding disciples, a huge water dragon rushed out from above the ground waters, and its breath was so strong that it soared into the sky.

The water dragon's mouth directly contained Jun Mianchen, and gradually rose out of the water whirlpool, after Jun Mianchen's body was contained, he seemed to be standing in the water dragon brain domain, and looked at the fierce gunfire in the sky with an expressionless face.

The giant dragon flew out, and the dragon chant surrounded the entire inner gate, and everyone was trembling, even Di Xiu didn't expect that the junior brother would use such a domineering and boundless spell to face this gun head-on.

Zhuge Hong's face was dull, in front of the huge water dragon, he looked insignificant, and the only thing he could fight with was probably the shadow of the spear in the sky.

This water-shaped dragon is extraordinary, it is a giant dragon formed by the artistic conception of water, the water dragon's eyes are smart, like a living thing, in the whirlwind, a large number of majestic breath is emitted, it is actually with a trace of dragon power, the surrounding disciples are out of breath, and those who are low in cultivation have luck and aura to block.

"What a strong artistic conception coercion...... The mastery of artistic conception is quite proficient......"

Nong Taihua's eyes showed a strange light, and he didn't blink his eyes, staring at the water-shaped dragon in the air.

The other elders all looked at each other with shocked expressions on their faces, and soon agreed on their opinions.

Jun Myanchen's son, Taiyimen must focus on cultivating!

Only Gou Xun's eyes narrowed, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Look at the battlefield again.

The water-shaped dragon with the intention of soaring into the sky, facing the infinite spirit of the heavenly spear, when it approached, the mouth opened, and the roar reappeared.

From the mouth of the water dragon, a strong sound wave was shocked, and then he took a big mouth, and directly swallowed the fierce spear into his abdomen, and swallowed it together, as well as the spear wrapped in the spear.

The guns entered the abdomen, colliding everywhere, Jun Mianchen gritted his teeth and insisted, the majestic aura suddenly erupted, and the power of cultivation to build the foundation of the Great Perfection exploded in an all-round way.

This Heavenly Prayer Spear is indeed extraordinary, coupled with the gap in the realm, the water-shaped dragon conjured up by Jun Mianchen has a sense of struggle and roar.

Everyone on the ground couldn't see what was happening, and they could only see a large number of water droplets scattered like a downpour.

The water-shaped dragon in mid-air fought with the spear, and the spear that swallowed into its belly hummed, and it shook out a strong struggle again, but it didn't take long for it to be suppressed by the powerful artistic conception of water.

At the same time, the huge water-shaped dragon also canceled each other out with the spear momentum, devouring each other, turning into blue water droplets and pouring down.

Zhuge Hong on the ground had a gloomy face, at this moment, he already understood that the prayer sky had been broken, and if he fought again, he would also lose.

Just as he was about to reach out and grab the spear, Zhuge Hong was suddenly stunned.

I couldn't lift my arm.

Shocked and looked around.

It's not a fantasy......

It's really ocean......

I was in the middle of an endless stream of water, bound by the majestic current, and completely unable to move.