Under the blessing of the vast Confucian voice, the golden phantom suddenly changed, the illusory head began to gradually evolve into facial features, except for the eyes, the rest of the objects, vaguely, seemed to manifest Yang Xuan's face, and the thunder sphere that shimmered with brilliant golden rays also broke away from the palm of his hand at this moment, and suspended three feet above his head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

What's even more peculiar is that the empty right hand is holding something, as if he is holding something, Yang Xuan in the phantom also made this action, the dust pen has a spirit, the light rises sharply, and it suddenly flies up from the side of his feet, and falls softly between his right hand.

The right hand of the phantom also transformed into a huge pen shadow, but it did not move a bit, and stood quietly.

Look at the sky again, in an instant, thousands of thunders roared in unison, and a moment of golden mangs shrouded the dark and rich clouds with a layer of bright and dazzling color, and then thousands of ways fell together, the scene was really like the wonders of the end, and it was like the power of heaven, which was extremely terrifying.

The thunder sphere above the head of the golden phantom flickered, no matter how much thunder hit, all of it was contained, and it couldn't stop evaporating the true yuan power in it, and it was replaced by thunder, and the cycle continued, I don't know how long it would last.

"What a strong momentum, this young man ......"

"Actually turning the thunder of heavenly punishment into its own attribute, what is that weird recitation sound?"

"In short, it's not ordinary"

The face of the head of the Huyan family was gloomy, Yang Xuan's breakthrough was imminent, how much he wanted to rush up and kill him with one blow and kill it in the palm of his hand, but Fang Fei'er, who had a strong background, and Youruo, who was also not bad, were his protectors, even if he was able to succeed by surprise, it was not cost-effective to say that he would have to lose the entire Huyan family.

After thinking about it, I had to give up, but looking at the situation of this little bastard's breakthrough, the strong coercion, and the itching of his hateful teeth, for the sake of today's plan, I can only hope for Hu Yanao, thinking that with his divine thoughts and Tibetan peaks, he should not be able to deal with a kid who has just entered the true Yuan Tibet.

The noise in the field, in the vast thunder and Confucianism, seemed quite slight, at this time, the vision changed again, with the last thunder injected into the golden mang's sphere, the sky suddenly sank, and then the clouds had a tendency to dissipate, and the heaven and earth were covered by the blazing sun again.

The No. 2 stone platform, caused by the coercion that had just diffused, had been eliminated peacefully, and this was still under Yang Xuan's conscious traction, otherwise this place would be a deep pit, not just a few inches shorter.

At this moment, Yang Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged, had not yet awakened, but the golden phantom around him began to gradually become illusory, until all of them disappeared into his body.

"It's finally a breakthrough, and the true yuan is ......"

"It's just, where did Zhenyuan go?" Yang Xuan looked inward, and found that the humanoid phantom sitting cross-legged in the dantian had changed, and it looked a little like himself, and the Zhenyuan sphere that was originally suspended above the palm of his hand had disappeared.

Instead, it is a virtual shadow of the mortal dust pen that rises up and hangs on the wrist, let's just regard it as a mortal dust pen, but this shape and size are very different from reality.

About three feet above the figure's head, there was a thundercloud suspended, and the thunder in it was surging, resounding loudly, and the mind moved, the slightest thunder arc jumped, extremely smart, and a faint aura of destruction rose, and the power was unpredictable.

"This Jin Lei actually replaced the real yuan, I don't know if it's good or bad......"

With a faint sigh, Yang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and at this moment, his injuries had recovered completely, and he did not feel the slightest discomfort.

His eyes swept over the audience, and the surprise that emerged on his face gradually turned into normal, and his expression was neither sad nor joyful, except for the softness revealed when he saw the faint girl with a nervous face.

Get up, stand still, the whole body muscles and bones crackle continuously, a kind of momentum that is very different from the past is pervasive, it looks sharp and fierce, the elegant temperament has not disappeared, but it is perfectly combined with it, it is difficult to have a sense of disobedience.

"Are you awake?"

"Hmm"

"Cultivation has broken through?"

Yang Xuan chuckled and nodded, Fang Fei'er's pretty face on the side was slightly gloomy, and there was a strong look of displeasure in her expression when she watched the two of them "flirt and scold".

"Hey, I'm also here to protect the Dharma for you, it's not suitable for you to do this."

"Uh...... Ahem......" Yang Xuan was slightly startled, his expression was slightly embarrassed, "Thank you Miss Fei'er for helping"

Fang Fei'er snorted softly, twisted her head to the side, and complained slightly on her face, but she secretly rejoiced in her heart, unwilling to express it, or ashamed to express it.

The three of them on the stage were talking to themselves, completely ignoring that there were still many people in the audience who were looking at them in astonishment, looking at Yang Xuan after the breakthrough, when they thought that he had persevered to the second stage with the realm hidden in the flesh, the feeling in his heart was indescribable, whether it was fear or jealousy, the atmosphere was slightly depressing.

The time of a stick of incense was just right, and among the stunned people, it was still a group of elder-level figures who came back to their senses first, looked at the messy No. 2 competition platform, and estimated that the upcoming second stage could not start on top of this.

Emperor Yunhuang straightened his color, glanced at the remaining thirty-six monks on the six stone platforms, and then with a wave of his sleeves, thirty-six emerald jade slips rose up, dancing wildly in the void, and the scene was complicated.

"The hour has come, and your respective names and surnames are engraved on the jade slip, and you will be able to know who your opponent is in this second stage when you sink into it, and if you win the battle, you will naturally get one of the eighteen places in the Cloud Desolate Tower."

"Now...... Choose your own jade slips"

As soon as the words fell, he couldn't bear it, and flew into the air first, and went straight to himself with his big hand to stare at the jade slip that he had wanted to take for a long time, and after he didn't have much effort, he fell to the ground, but he didn't check it in time.

At this time, the patriarch of Huyan was pale, and inadvertently glanced at Huyan Ao, who was on the stone platform and rose to the sky, and then looked at the jade slip in the sky, and the palm hanging in the sleeve of the robe was slightly grasped, and a little tremor in the blue light in the sky was grasped by him.

The overall action is very secretive, but no one pays attention to this small detail, only Hu Yanao, smiling coldly, with an inexplicable meaning in his expression.

"Yang Xuan!" Fang Fei'er sensed something different from ordinary people, and she was aware of the subtle changes in the void, although it was not true, at this moment, even if you didn't have to think about it, you could know that this strange fluctuation was mostly directed at him.

"It's okay" Yang Xuan smiled indifferently, there is the gap realm of Haoran Xuanjing in his body, if he wants to feel it, it is a little difficult, "I want to see what tricks he can play"

Everyone got the jade slips one after another, and the Yunhuang Emperor said at the right time, "The true yuan is injected into it, and it will naturally manifest your opponent's name and surname."

Everyone did the same, and for a while, one by one, the names were hidden in the sky by the blue brilliance of the jade slip.

"Wow, that fat man's opponent is actually the second son of the Ye family, it seems that his cultivation is one level higher than him."

"Who knows, who knows if he has hole cards"

"Look at it, the little princess of Wangtian Palace has fallen in love with the eldest prince, I have heard that this Yunyi has a deep love for her, this scene should be a little interesting"

"What about Yang Xuan, who is Yang Xuan's opponent?"

"Oh my God, yes...... It's Huyanao."

"This, it's too coincidental, the first stage just eliminated Hu Yanlie, and this second stage is against Hu Yanao?"

......

Since the name and surname were lit up, the discussion in the field has been buzzing, and everyone has been talking about it, as if they are a little surprised by the definition of the opponent in this competition, and at the same time they are looking forward to it.

"Youruo, I ......"

"I hope that the eldest prince's subordinates will show mercy" Yun Yi was stunned by this answer, his face was slightly gloomy, and he sighed faintly for a while, looking at the delicate figure who was already standing on a fighting platform, and shook his head helplessly.

"The competition begins" Emperor Yunhuang shouted, and waved his big hand to "go to the stone platform"

Thirty-six people, eighteen battles at the same time, the open space in front of the huge tower, the number of stone platforms is not to worry, even if there are a few more pairs, it is completely possible to divide the winner at one time.

After everyone listened, their figures flickered, and they jumped onto a stone platform, and the opponents also stood still, and the situation suddenly became tense, and everyone's faces were full of solemnity, which was related to whether there would be a harvest from this trip to the Cloud Desolate Tower, and naturally there was no room for sloppiness.

Yang Xuan's figure floated up, looked at the stone platform where Hu Yanao was, his figure flickered, and immediately appeared on it, standing oppositely, his face was still so light and breezy attitude, and even with a faint smile.

Hu Yanao raised his eyebrows, his expression was a little gloomy, his eyes were full of resentment, burning with anger, and he didn't forget to sarcastically say, "It seems that a breakthrough just now has made your self-confidence swell a lot."

His long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the cold blade flickered with coldness, and there was a trace of silver thunder, sharp and dangerous.

"You are very bold and dare to hurt my Huyan family"

Yang Xuan's face remained unchanged, and he said indifferently, "It's useless to talk more, let's do it"

Hu Yanao raised his eyebrows, there was a hint of banter in his resentment, and the thunder beating above the blade of the sword was even more manic, and in an instant, a trajectory with silver rays was drawn in the void on his side, "Hmph, ignorant people, thunder, it's not like that."

As soon as the words fell, the bright silver light flashed all over the place, and the figure disappeared from the spot in a moment, leaving only a circle of dimming silver halo in the same place.

Although Hu Yanao is crazy, he is not a fool, Yang Xuan's momentum when he broke through was too great, judging from the degree to which he could hardly shake the Divine Mind Tibetan monk in his physical body, he was obviously even more powerful after breaking through, and his only advantage was the mystery, the mystical power that he had not comprehended.

Yang Xuan's face changed instantly, that is, in an instant, there was a trace of coldness in his neck, and he felt an extremely strong sense of crisis.

The mind was racing, the golden thunder under his feet was dense, and the speed soared instantly, watching the cold sword blade slowly enlarge in his eyes, and the beating thunder seemed to be able to feel the fierce aura on it.

"Extremely fast...... At the critical juncture, Yang Xuan's heart was ruthless, Thunder Zhenyuan became irritable in an instant, the golden mang overflowed out of the body, and the thunder arc lightning under his feet became more and more dazzling, and at the last moment, the figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only a circle of golden halo that was turning into a dark one.

There are also subtle lines of blood, soaring out, mixed with a faint golden glow.

Hu Yanao was stunned, he didn't expect that he, who was not familiar with this Dao, could actually use it at this critical juncture, and only paid the price of a little blood and scars.

His face was slightly gloomy, and his voice resounded in the field, "Are you far from the mysteries?"