Yuan Gaohan's expression became more and more serious. Although Mo Huayuan was already a lot behind at this moment, with his eighth-level soul power, as long as there is no mistake in the future, there is still hope for him to turn defeat into victory. But what made Yuan Gaohan feel very depressed was that the rhythm of this competition seemed to be completely controlled by Li Yunxiao, and everything was centered on him, and Mo Huayuan seemed to have become a foil.
This phenomenon is very likely to occur when the two have huge differences in strength. They both have strong strength to lead the competition, but now it is completely the opposite.
The process of condensation gradually came to an end, and both of them were about to enter the process of condensation.
Although Mo Huayuan made many mistakes in the middle, his speed was still higher than Li Yunxiao. He suddenly said, "From the beginning to now, I have lost purifying and condensing. You are very powerful, really powerful, so powerful that I am a little overwhelmed."
His speech immediately surprised Jinxuan, Wu Chen and Xiao Xuanzi. His three heads were instantly short-circuited and they lost their ability to think.
What did Master Mo say? He said he lost? Li Yunxiao was so powerful that he was at a loss. The three of them all had dull expressions, and their eyes seemed to be frozen and unable to move.
"I can say no exaggeration that you are definitely the first young man in the martial arts world today!"
Mo Huayuan did not hesitate to his praise, his face darkened, and he said in a calm voice: "At the beginning, if you don't remind me and let me panic, you will really win this competition. But..., I want to thank you for calling me back from my distracted state in time, so you lost, but I will not take your life."
"Oh? Could it be that you have any final means of condensing?"
Li Yunxiao raised his eyebrows, disagreed. Now he is about to enter the final battle. In the art refining products below the fifth level, there is no such link of thunder tribulation, so there is rarely any major change. At this moment, the quality he refined is slightly higher than that of Mo Huayuan. As long as he does not make any mistakes until the end, he will definitely win. With his mind and art, it is absolutely impossible to make any mistakes.
"Yes, there are not many ways to improve the shape of the condensation below the fifth level. The thunder talisman is a kind of, and the powerful flame is also a kind of. Although you have the tenth level divine fire, I have long seen that your soul power is out of reach and it is impossible to use it again at the end. As for the thunder talisman, it is something that only children can use. When I left the holy realm, my master taught me something!"
Mo Huayuan's eyes revealed a strong sense of confidence. At this moment, he seemed to have won, looking at Li Yunxiao in a victorious manner, and regained the confidence that an eighth-level art master should have.
Li Yunxiao's heart sank. That kind of confidence is definitely not something that can be pretended, but must have a trump card. He immediately sent a message and asked, "Old Yuan, what are you teaching him? Tell me out quickly. If I lose, you will have to follow me!"
Yuan Gaohan's eyes flashed with joy and laughed: "Haha, is he really mastered it? Yes, I'm worthy of being my disciple!"
Li Yunxiao's face changed slightly, and even Yuan Gaohan said so. It seemed that it was indeed a bit famous, and he became alert unconsciously.
Mo Huayuan raised his hand and gently pinched his fingers together. Suddenly, a golden light shot out from his palm, gradually condensed into a golden word in the air. His two fingers changed and gathered again. Another light rose, and another word appeared again, flashing a soft light.
It is the golden ancient tadpole text!
And the only two left besides Yuan Gaohan taught to Li Yunxiao, and the two he mastered the deepest, were the magic tricks he had when he condensed the elixir!
Mo Huayuan drank a few obscure notes in his mouth. As his hands changed, two ancient scriptures were directly penetrated into the raw materials. The rolling elixir energy began to increase continuously, and the quality gradually condensed and became fragrant.
"Haha, boy, you can't imagine it if you have to do it. Now you will lose!"
Yuan Gaohan couldn't help laughing. Although Li Yunxiao was always the leader in the middle, his apprentice won, so he was naturally happy to be a master.
Li Yunxiao also secretly complained that when the two golden tadpole scripts appeared, he expected that something was wrong. At this moment, the situation reversed, his eyes sank, and he took back his mind. The Illusion Wave Heavenly Sutra in his hand kept speeding up, and layers of phantoms were transformed into layers of phantoms.
Yuan Gaohan said happily: "It's useless. Although the Illusion Wave Heavenly Sutra Art is powerful, it is only created by Gu Feiyang, a ninth-level art master. My disciple uses the mystery of the divine realm! Unless you can use it as much as Gu Feiyang, there may be a glimmer of hope, but... is this possible?"
Li Yunxiao said nothing, and a soul appeared directly in the World God Monument and began to use the Great Yan Divine Art. Correspondingly, the light of ancient scriptures began to appear on the body. Although no words appeared in the air, it had an indescribable meaning that dispersed, and it seemed extremely sacred at this moment.
"you……!"
Yuan Gaohan and Mo Huayuan were both startled. Mo Huayuan did not understand why the Illusion Wave Heavenly Sutra had such an effect, while Yuan Gaohan knew that this was the body and clone used different techniques at the same time to produce the superimposed effect. Li Yunxiao's soul power was almost exhausted, and it was difficult to support it if he split a thread like this.
But what made Yuan Gaohan gradually change color was that Li Yunxiao's soul power not only did not immediately drain out at this moment, but was slowly accumulating, storing, and preparing for the final blow.
"What's going on? What's the law?" Yuan Gaohan was full of doubts.
"Did you really win? I have never lost in my life, whether it is you or anyone!"
Li Yunxiao's expression condensed, and a light like a star flashed in his eyes. Every movement in his hands showed a golden light like an ancient scripture. The entire movement of the Illusion Wave Heavenly Sutra was so magical that the people watching around felt extremely far and very close, as if they were no longer in this space and gradually lost their sense of existence.
Mo Huayuan looked at Li Yunxiao's technique and was shocked. He had also seen the Illusion Wave Heavenly Sutra Technique many times, but it was unheard of that to be able to use it to this level.
Yuan Gaohan looked even more dull, and his shocked expression suddenly slowly dissipated, and light burst out from his eyes. He seemed to understand something. He felt that Li Yunxiao's words were extremely familiar with them, and he remembered them very deeply, but he couldn't remember them for a while.
Just when the magical skill of the Illusion Wave Heavenly Sutra was used by him, the memory in his mind was finally opened.
Decades ago, there was a big thing that shocked the world...
In the Star and Moon Illusion Realm, the most outstanding master of art refining in the magic world, suddenly appeared, Ai, who had led a large number of art refining masters of the demon clan, and went to the sea of gods to provoke.
Originally, the Sea of Transformation Sneaked at this and didn't take it seriously. Seeing that the other party was also a ninth-level art refiner, he sent a magic refiner who had just advanced to the ninth-level to deal with it. As a result, in the battle, the ninth-level art refiner was defeated and vomited blood on the spot and died.
This immediately attracted the attention of the senior management of the Transformation Sea. After all, every ninth-level art refiner is a great wealth that cannot be replaced. This inexplicably lost one person, which made the senior management of the Transformation Sea very angry, so he planned to teach these arrogant demons some lessons.
So the next art refiner sent was an elder who was over 200 years old and had been studying at the ninth level for nearly a hundred years. He was well-known and was second only to the president at the headquarters of the Huashenhai.
Can result...
Not only did the art master lose completely, but he sent out one more powerful person, and the vice president himself fought, but the defeat ended in a crushing defeat.
Within seven days, the five people in the Sea of God were all famous masters of great arts!
This time, everyone in the world was shocked. Not only did the Transformation Sea lose its face, but the overall honor of the human race was also damaged. For a moment, the masters in the whole world were in full bloom.
The human race has always regarded itself as the orthodox overlord race in the Tianwu Realm. The other demon races, sea races, etc. are regarded as aliens by them and have never been looked down upon.
But I didn't expect that this alien provocation would be taken down by no one. If the human race continues to lose like this in the two major fields of art and martial arts, how can there be any face?
Even the holy realm, which had always been inconsistent with the Transformation Sea, could not sit still and sent a large number of art refiners to help.
The leader at that time was the master who was vaguely known as the number one in the world, and was also Yuan Gaohan's mentor. As his assistant, Yuan Gaohan also followed him along with him.
Yuan Gaohan still clearly remembered that when he came to the Sea of Transformation, the atmosphere of the Sea of Transformation was extremely solemn. Whether it was a senior or an ordinary skill refiner, he could not see any smiling face in the entire field, and he was frowning and held a grudge against the demon clan.
At that time, Lu Congzi, the leader of the world's art refiner, met Yuan Gaohan's master, immediately summoned all art refiners above the ninth level to discuss countermeasures. Everyone's consensus was that no one could fight except Lu Congzi and Yuan Gaohan's master.
However, both Yuan Gaohan's master and Lu Congzi were of extremely high status. Once they lost, it would undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the entire human race's art, and the consequences would be unimaginable. The two of them were hesitant and could not make up their minds to face the challenge.
At this moment, a woman suddenly suggested a person. The woman was not a master of art, but she was also extremely respectful of her identity. She was Liu Feiyan, the Red Lotus Martial Emperor, one of the top ten titled Martial Emperors. At that time, the person she proposed was also in the world of god transformation, but she was not concerned about the provocation of the demon clan, and even did not attend such a crucial meeting.
When Liu Feiyan proposed that person, the entire venue suddenly became a mess, and more than half of the art masters disagreed with it and were very suspicious of the person's ability.
Yuan Gaohan had just advanced to the ninth-level art refiner at that time. It was his first time when he was in a state of great spirit. He didn't care about this person.