Zhao Shu didn't understand why Yun Conglong could easily break his spell even though he was two levels below Wang and Sun. "Elder brother, is it really possible to cross the border to challenge?"

Lin Xiansheng shook his head, "Impossible."

"But Yun Conglong did it!"

Lin Xiansheng was silent for a while and said: "You only see one, but don't know the other. In terms of realm, the difference in the small realm is not only reflected in the level of spiritual power and the strength of the mind, but the most important thing is the degree of condensation of the spiritual power, as in

A sword is like a sword. People often say that cutting iron is like clay, but don't forget that a sword is also made of iron. The difference is that it can only be made into a weapon after being hammered and tempered."

Zhao Shu was unsure: "So the degree of condensation of spiritual power is the key to measuring the realm?"

"No, each of the three elements is key. The degree of spiritual power condensation guarantees the lower limit of personal cultivation, while the level of spiritual power and the strength of mental power determine the upper limit of a cultivator."

"That being said, I also think it is unnecessary for him to hide his own realm."

"Not necessarily. He deliberately hides his strength. Firstly, he can confuse his opponents and take them off guard. Secondly, he will not expose his own strengths and weaknesses in the battle. Now I can confirm that Yun Conglong has reached the peak of refining qi and becoming a god, but he

If you only face the enemy with the state of condensing Qi, people will not be able to find out his reality."

Lin Xiansheng continued: "He can limit his realm, but he can't hide his cultivation. It's just that the Tao method he uses now evolved from the Fiery Sword, and he uses it with extremely high cultivation. It seems to suppress Wang Sun, but there are

It’s a big hidden danger.”

Zhao Shu asked: "What's the hidden danger?"

"Because he has limited his realm, the amount of spiritual energy he can absorb has also decreased, and the amount of spiritual energy he can use has also been greatly reduced. In this way, if Wang Sun only defends but does not attack, over time, the spiritual energy in his body will be difficult to do anything.

Afterwards, Junior Brother Yun will definitely lose, so the most important thing for Junior Brother Yun now is time."

Wang Sun in the ring also discovered this, "This guy is indeed a master at the pinnacle of Qi refining and divine transformation, but using only Qi condensation to deal with me is too disrespectful."

At first, Wang Sun was shocked by the power of Yun Conglong's Taoism. He was a little unsure of the opponent's strength and was restrained. Now he calmed down and a confident smile appeared on his face again. "In that case, I will have a pure competition with you.

A war of consumption of spiritual power. Let’s see who can consume more than whom!”

The strategy was decided, Wang Sun waved his hand to disperse the mimicking spirit, and said with a smile: "What a powerful move, but I don't know how many times Junior Brother Yun can continue to use it with the spiritual power in his body."

Yun Conglong smiled casually, "Senior Brother Sun, you will know after you try it."

He didn't waste much time talking, and the disk in the air boiled again, "Flowing Fire Divine Needle!" The fire spirit power in the disk turned into fiery red slender flying needles, stabbing Wang Sun.

The overwhelming flying needles made Wang Sun's scalp numb for a while. He raised his right hand and a stone wall was instantly blocked in front of him. The sound of violent impact could not be heard, and the stone wall was shaken so that sand and gravel flew everywhere.

Wang Sun was not idle, his hands were constantly changing spells, and just when he was about to attack, a creepy voice came from behind. "Senior Brother Wang has transformed into such a high stone wall, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to see the spells I cast?

?”

Wangsun felt bad, but it was too late to look back, so he had to use all his spiritual power to protect his back. With a 'boom', Wangsun was knocked directly onto the stone wall he had transformed into. He vomited blood and fell down.

The ground cannot rise.

He didn't expect that Yun Conglong's movement skills were so fast and he was so courageous. The stone wall blocked Wang Sun's vision, but it also blocked his vision. How dare he rashly bypass the stone wall and face Wang Sun directly without any precautions?

.

"Damn it, is this guy desperate, or is he sure that I can't cast the Taoist magic so fast, is it a mistake?"

Wang Sun struggled to get up, only to feel severe pain all over his body, his insides rolling, and the place where he was hit on his back was burning.

Yun Conglong did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory. He crossed his arms and looked at him funny, "Senior Brother Wang, your earth-type Taoism has always been good at defense, but its casting speed is slow. I know you want to use defense instead of attack and consume my energy."

My spiritual power allows me to defeat myself without attacking, but you never think about it. All I use are basic spells, some of which don't even require magic spells. How can you block such an intensive and fast attack every time?"

Wang Sun patted the dust on his body and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Junior Brother Yun is right, but he underestimates me!" After saying that, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly grabbed his hands in the air.

Yun Conlong only felt his feet tighten. He looked down and saw that the sand and gravel on the ground had imprisoned his feet in place.

Wang Sun said with a smile: "Why didn't Junior Brother Yun notice that the ground under his feet was a little soft just now? He was too careless."

The spiritual power in his body exploded, and the floor of the arena started to tumble. "I don't want to hide behind the stone wall or under the earth and rocks all the time. From the beginning, my goal has been to trap you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tumbling sand and gravel on the ground rushed towards the clouds and rushed away from Long's body. After a while, he was wrapped tightly inside like a silkworm chrysalis, without revealing any gaps.

"Referee, my 'earth chrysalis' has trapped Yun Conglong. As long as I think a little, the shrinkage of the earth chrysalis can kill him. However, I respect the rules of the competition and do not want to hurt him. I hope you can hurry up."

render judgment."

The referee below the ring was stunned for a moment when he saw Yun Conglong wrapped in sand and gravel, and then looked up at the chief referee with a questioning look on his face.

However, the chief referee spoke slowly, "Master Nephew Wang, please be patient. Your battle is not over yet."

Wang Sun was surprised when he heard what the chief referee said. He turned to look at the 'Tud Chrysalis' and thought, "The chief referee seems to mean that even if I use my dead hand, I can't hurt Yun Conglong."

Thinking of this, Wang Sun did not dare to hold back anymore, his mind power exploded, and the 'Earth Chrysalis' shrank instantly, but it was a pity that it was already too late.

"Senior Brother Wang is so scheming, it's a pity."

Yun Conglong's voice came from the 'Earth Chrysalis', along with a monstrous heat wave. Wangsun was the first to bear the brunt, and was so excited by the heat that he retreated repeatedly. The 'Earth Chrysalis' turned red, and then it was like molten iron.

It melted. The cloud that was wrapped in it slowly emerged from the dragon.

"How can mere mortal earth trap the spirit of the God of Fire!"

Sun Guangling on the high platform saw this and exclaimed: "Huo Huanyi! You actually passed Huo Huanyi to him!"

Lu Dao smiled and said: "But it wasn't me who passed it on to him, but 'Huo Huanyi' chose him."

The red clothes that Yun Conglong was originally wearing on the ring had been burned away, and what was revealed was a short coat that shone brightly. He was surrounded by a circle of red fireworks, really like the arrival of the God of Fire.

"What is this?" Lin Xiansheng asked doubtfully, "Is it a magic weapon? Otherwise, how could it remain intact under the burning power of fire!"
Chapter completed!