The shadow of the stick is chaotic, and the aura is whistling.

Ao Yangyun only felt that the tiger's mouth hurt, and the young man in front of him couldn't be treated with common sense at all!

There are no moves or martial arts, only weird brute strength and aura.

The battle situation was completely unexpected by everyone, and the two famous Mountain and Sea Realm powerhouses were completely suppressed by this person!

Yan Yan, who didn't have a spirit pattern, was even more embarrassed, and he also understood why his eldest son Yan Leihuo had failed.

"Whew!"

Black lightning-like stone sticks slammed in, sweeping everything in sight.

"Xuanyang Finger!"

"Crystal Flame Palm!"

Ao Yangyun and Yan Yan couldn't stand such oppression any longer, and the powerful Xuan-rank martial arts suddenly came out, and the scorching aura baked the entire space.

Qian Chen only felt the pressure at this time, the strength of the Mountain and Sea Realm was still not to be underestimated, and the surging aura needed to support the release of that Xuan-level martial art was prohibitive.

His expression was solemn, and at that moment, his chest burned.

"That thing won't be gone again, will it?" Qian Chen was worried about his black elixir, but then he breathed a sigh of relief, and there was no phenomenon of the aura disappearing.

The burning sensation in his chest grew stronger, and he felt the pain, followed by a mysterious roar in his head.

His heart sank, looking at the rushing martial arts, he seemed to see a strange beast, no, to be precise, a god and demon with wings on his back. It's exactly the same as the golem that guards the altar.

"Gravel Fist!"

Qian Chen also roared in his heart, he suddenly had a whim, and he had a feeling, an unrivaled feeling of moving forward. A punch rushed towards the mighty, aura-powerful Xuan-level martial arts!

"Arrogant!"

"Arrogance!"

Ao Yangyun and Yan Yan showed sarcasm, isn't this young man crazy?

Everyone was shocked, Qian Chen's actions were tantamount to looking for death in their eyes!

Isn't it crazy to want to use the "Stone Breaker Fist", a low-level martial art that they have all abandoned, to fight against the Xuan-level martial arts.

Qian Chen's eyes sparkled, and the burning in his chest was like his fiery heart.

The aura and offensive momentum of the two sides, which was very different, made the hearts of everyone present beat wildly, and the corners of their eyes twitched.

Even Linglong and Han Hyunqiu didn't understand why he was so reckless, and they actually hit him directly.

If Qian Chen's Stone Breaker Fist was a fierce tiger, then Ao Yangyun and Yan Yan's Xuan-level martial arts were the strange beasts that crawled in the abyss!

How can an ordinary tiger fight a strange beast? The huge body of the strange beast alone can crush it into pulp!

"Boom!"

The scorching aura exuded a powerful power, and Qian Chen inspired the mortal-level martial art "Stone Shattering Fist" to go up. The dazzling light completely enveloped it.

Although they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them, they somehow had a trace of "hope" for the boy in their hearts, maybe it was the high-spirited young man he had just looked.

A storm of aura stirred the entire space, and a scorching stream of air hit everyone's faces. They watched it all quietly, waiting for the results.

Qian Chen, who was annihilated in the martial arts, looked at all this in amazement, the majestic aura that wrapped himself was so strong. It burned his body and eroded his spiritual power. However, he didn't flinch at all, the inexplicable burning sensation in his chest spread throughout his body, and the mysterious roar faintly came again, and he suddenly felt that his whole body was full of strength, the real strength of his own flesh!

He let out a low roar, and the "Gravel Fist" directly broke through the fingers and palms of the aura condensation, and the young man rushed out unharmed, smashing into the stunned Ao Yangyun and Yan Yan.

"Click!"

A crisp sound suddenly appeared in this silent space, and everyone stared at the incredible scene in front of them.

Ao Yangyun, who was originally sneering, both spit out a mouthful of blood and retreated, and the sound was the bone in their chest shattering!

The two of them looked shocked, they didn't expect this to be the case at all.

Qian Chen didn't pay attention to them, but immersed himself in his body.

After his spiritual sense probed, there was a strange black line on his chest!

He was sure that this pattern came from inexplicable, it must be the strange environment just now!

"Poof!"

Ao Yangyun spurted out a mouthful of blood again, looking at the tall young man in disbelief, but his heart was full of doubts. How could he be able to break through his Xuan-rank martial arts? Even these monks of the Mountain and Sea Realm would not dare to rush into this martial art casually!

Not only them, everyone has this kind of question, but as long as Qianchen knows why.

When his spiritual sense swept over the black lines on his unknown chest, thirteen huge phantoms suddenly appeared in his mind, and they carried a billowing black mist, faintly emitting a strong power.

Among the thirteen terrifying phantoms, one with two wings let out an infinite roar that resounded throughout the mind.

A paragraph of text suddenly appeared, and Qian Chen was startled.

"Thirteen Demon Gods, Refining Demon Bodies......"

This is a secret art of cultivating the physical body!

He suddenly recalled the environment he had just fallen into, could it be that this body refining secret technique had something to do with it?

There was an eerie silence in the entire space, and all eyes were focused on the handsome young man, who became the center of attention.

"Haha!"

A loud laugh broke the silence, and Bian Lei looked at the situation in the field happily, very comfortable.

"It's worthy of being an innate spirit pattern master!"

The Innate Spirit Pattern Master is precisely for those monks who have condensed their spiritual sense and become a Spirit Pattern Master without stepping into the mountain and sea realm. Although there is no difference between the innate spirit pattern master and the acquired spirit pattern master, it will be relatively more valued. After all, one relies on talent and opportunity, and the other can only come step by step.

Talent is relative, but it's also the most convincing.

Hearing Bian Lei's appreciation, Qian Chen leaned in without saying anything, and said with a smile: "Hehe, that's natural, if you want to find us to carve the spirit pattern in the future, you can give you a discount, but there is a condition that you have to stand with us and beat these cheeky old men to death!"

Qian Chen looked at her with a black line, this is even happier than myself, I have started business with them, anyway, don't you discuss it with me, after all, I am the innate spirit pattern master!

Of course, this is all slander in his heart, and he also understands that Linglong is pulling some help for him, after all, he has completely clashed with Tao Ye and the others, Ding Mingding and the others are neutral, and the helper can only be Bian Lei's Shuntian Pavilion.

"Haha, this is naturally an honor!" Bian Lei had long intended to win over, how could he miss this opportunity.

Ding Mingding, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, had a bad face, but he also sighed helplessly, knowing that no matter what, this young young man with outstanding combat power and talent would not lean on their side, but let Shuntian Pavilion Bai pick up a bargain.

With the addition of this young spirit pattern master, the voice of Shuntian Pavilion is bound to increase greatly. On the other hand, the Shang Ling Society on his side, the independence of the Ao family, and Tao Ye's estrangement will all damage the interests of the Shang Ling Society. The decline is a foregone conclusion.

Sweeping over the two who made him gnash his teeth, his eyes sharp. But he didn't hold too many grudges, he looked at the ultimate goal of this trip again, the Black Demon Stone Mountain, but this turn made his heart tremble, and his pupils suddenly shrank and shouted: "The Demon Mountain is gone!"