Mortal Bones

"Boom!——"

After Tang Yan's mountain-like body was fully stretched out, two waves of air, one blue and one brown, caused by the fluctuations of true essence and blood, spread out from the huge body.

From a distance, Tang Yan at this moment was like the ancient Kuafu clan with the blood of the ancient gods in the legend.

This huge body pressed the Golden Scale Platform so hard that it trembled violently for a few times, until several dragons below tightly grabbed the chains that fixed the high platform, and then the platform stabilized.

This was not the first time Xu Taiping had seen the magic of Dharma Realm.

Seven years ago, during the Seven Peaks Competition, Huang Que's master, the Xiaoyao Sect's Wu Ya Patriarch, used this technique to help Qing Xuan resist the invading Nine Nether Demons, so he was deeply impressed.

He still remembered that at that time, the Wu Ya Patriarch single-handedly withstood the attack of the true body of the Nine Abyss Demon Lord Realm strongman.

It is precisely because of this comparison that when Xu Taiping sensed the fluctuations of the breath emitted by Tang Yan at this moment, his face immediately showed a moving expression.

Because he found that the fluctuations of the breath on Tang Yan's body were not inferior to those of the old ancestor Wu Ya.

Even in terms of the physical Qi and blood power, Xu Taiping clearly felt that Tang Yan was a step higher than the old ancestor Wu Ya.

You know, Tang Yan's cultivation level is only half a step to refine the spirit.

And for a half-step to refine the spirit, if he wants to have the fluctuations of breath and Qi and blood equivalent to the peak of refinement, the purity of his true essence and Qi and blood must be at least twenty or even thirty times that of the first-class cultivators of the same generation.

At the same time, he has to reach the extreme level of understanding the Dharma Realm.

"It turns out that Tang Yan is also a demon-like genius. This is the first time I have seen such a powerful Dharma Realm at the same level."

The seventh princess Chu Tiancheng on the side said what everyone wanted to say in their hearts.

This undoubtedly once again verified the jokes of the cultivators from all over the world about the Golden Scale Meeting - a grand gathering of geniuses and monsters.

"Wind, rise!——"

At this time, Tang Yan, whose body rose to 30 feet high, shouted loudly while waving a huge whisk with one hand.

Immediately, the strong wind, which was ten times more powerful than before, was like countless huge invisible hands, hitting the third prince Chu Yinan heavily.

"Zheng!"

Just like before, the third prince Chu Yinan stepped on the huge waves, holding a long sword and stabbed at the strong wind.

"Bang!"

This time, although the strong wind had been separated by the long sword in his hand, as Tang Yan waved the whisk in his hand, the third prince's body was pushed back continuously.

In the end, he had to freeze the waves under his feet into ice again, and then he stopped his retreating figure.

In fact, the Third Prince was able to block such a powerful attack from Tang Yan's Dharma Realm with just his sword, which was enough to amaze all the cultivators present.

So even if he lost this battle, no one would look down on him.

After seeing the Third Prince take his attack, Tang Yan of Chenglongtian suddenly shook his wrist hard, making the snow-white silk threads on the whisk in his hand straighten, looking like he was holding a long sword.

Immediately, he held the whisk like a long sword and slashed at the Third Prince with force.

"Shua!——"

The moment the whisk sword slashed, the whistling wind on the Golden Scale Platform suddenly turned into hundreds of sharp wind blades, and with a "boom" they slashed at the Third Prince Chu Yinan.

However, at the moment when hundreds of wind blades slashed at the Third Prince, the Third Prince's body was already covered with layers of ice. From a distance, he seemed to have merged with the iceberg under his feet and became the tip of the iceberg.

"Bang!"

However, as the wind blades attacked, the iceberg condensed by the Third Prince with magic was peeled off layer by layer by the wind blades, and finally collapsed.

Even the ice wrapped around his body was cut open.

Then Tang Yan raised the hand that did not hold the whisk, and with a palm carrying a more violent gale, he slapped it heavily in the direction of the Third Prince.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the sword energy around the Third Prince was scattered, and he was once again blown back by the strong wind.

Even if the sword energy in the long sword in his hand roared, it still could not break the palm wind of Tang Yan.

Seeing that the Third Prince was about to fall off the Golden Scale Platform, Tang Yan suddenly continued to make a palm strike while shouting loudly: "Third Prince, am I Tang Yan still not worthy of you to use your full strength on the sword?"

Hearing this, the Third Prince Chu Yinan raised his lips, and then stepped hard on the ground again.

The water waves from the ground immediately wrapped around his legs and supported his back, and quickly condensed into ice, freezing him firmly on the Golden Scale Platform.

Then the Third Prince put down the long sword in his hand, making it float in front of him, and pressed the hilt of the long sword with his palm, and then answered Tang Yan loudly:

"Brother Tang, you are a good opponent."

After saying this, he pressed the index finger of the hand holding the long sword, and a jade ring suddenly shattered.

Immediately, five chains condensed by spiritual energy appeared on the Third Prince's body.

Among the five chains, the one that bound his left hand broke with a "crack" the next moment the five chains appeared.

"Boom!"

As the chain broke, a very violent explosion sounded, and at the same time, a column of air transformed from pure sword energy rose from the Third Prince's body, directly dispersing the gusts of wind that were whistling in front of him.

"Master, the aura fluctuations on this third brother are almost catching up with the transformation realm... the transformation realm masters, right? How deep and pure must the true essence be to release such terrible aura fluctuations?"

Princess Tiancheng looked at the third prince on the Golden Scale Platform in astonishment.

"Your third brother's spiritual bones are the extremely rare Guishui spiritual bones among the heavenly spiritual bones. The most special thing about this kind of spiritual bones is that it can accumulate true essence like the sea absorbing hundreds of rivers. As long as he is willing, the depth of his true essence can even surpass that of the transformation realm cultivators."

Little Sister Lu Rushuang explained to everyone.

Hearing this, Chu Tiancheng said in astonishment:

"Then my third brother's Kuishui spiritual bones, isn't it naturally prepared for the Golden Scale Society?"