If you are an immortal, you will live forever after you die.

"It's you?"

Immediately, Ma Shen raised his head and looked at Princess Fengxian, while Princess Fengxian turned her head away with a smile on her face...

For a moment, Ma Shen's face became very ugly...

If we talk about the people present, who he is most unsure of facing, it is only the five people in the first echelon!

"Fellow Daoist Ma Shen, please give me some advice!" Chen Changsheng bowed his hands.

"Fellow Daoist Pan, don't you think it's strange?" Ma Shen frowned.

"Strange? What's strange?" Chen Changsheng said.

"Why do you and I meet so soon?" Ma Shen said.

"What's the matter? The draw on the ring is possible. It's just a coincidence that you and I meet!" Chen Changsheng said.

"Coincidence? Do you believe this is a coincidence?" Ma Shen said speechlessly.

"Of course, it's a coincidence. Come on, let me see how strong the spirit of the spiritual treasure is!" Chen Changsheng nodded.

"Okay, okay, okay, in that case, let's see who is better!"

"Purple Gold Furnace, press!"

Ma Shen nodded gently upon hearing this. He had already been on the stage. Could he still go down?

Moreover, if he wanted to win the championship, he must have the strength to defeat everyone!

After Ma Shen's voice, the Purple Gold Furnace rotated quickly and came to the top of Chen Changsheng's head with the momentum of Mount Tai. Countless golden lights enveloped him, forming a golden light curtain that was as solid as a substance, covering Chen Changsheng in it, and then slowly pressed down...

"In that case, then you should also have fun with my Shura Ghost King!"

Chen Changsheng said, and at the last moment when the light curtain was covered, he threw out the Shura Banner. In an instant, countless dense yin energy directly formed a Shura Ghost King and dozens of Shura Ghost Generals, rushing towards Ma Shen.

As the purple gold tripod fell, Chen Changsheng only felt a huge pressure coming from above his head. Even with his body comparable to that of a fourth-level body cultivator, he could not resist it. He could only use his magic power and cooperate with his dual cultivation body to resist the pressure.

"Huh? My body is actually getting stronger..."

After just holding on to the purple gold tripod for a while, Chen Changsheng felt that since he was promoted to the fourth level, his physical strength, which had been progressing very slowly, actually began to consume a lot of blood and magic power under this pressure, and the speed at which his body became stronger was a hundred times, a thousand times faster than before...

"Well, I didn't expect that resisting the pressure brought by the purple gold tripod would actually have such a benefit..."

"No, we can't let the Shura Ghost King win this competition too quickly... It seems that we have to let him off a little... Let this horse ginseng persist for a while, so that my body may have a qualitative leap..."

Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng ordered the Shura Ghost King to suspend the attack.

Originally, under the attack of the Asura Ghost King and a group of Asura Ghost Generals, Ma Shen was already a little flustered. After the Asura Ghost King's attack frequency decreased, he breathed a sigh of relief...

"It's bad, the power of the Purple Gold Cauldron is not simple. Pan Wu didn't run away and was directly suppressed by the Purple Gold Cauldron. He's finished..."

"Yes, once a spiritual treasure like the Purple Gold Cauldron is bound, I'm afraid only a great cultivator will have a chance to break free!"

"Pan Wu is not completely without a chance. Before he was bound by the Purple Gold Cauldron, he threw out the Asura Banner. If the Asura Ghost King in the Asura Banner led those Asura Ghost Generals to defeat Ma Shen, he still has a chance!"

"How is this possible... Even if the Asura Ghost King has the help of the Asura Ghost Generals, it is impossible for him to defeat a genius-level Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator!"

"If it's about others, maybe it's really No, but Ma Shen is an exception. Don't forget, he is from the direct line of Yaowang Valley. If he is refining pills, he is naturally very good at it. But when it comes to fighting, hehe... those guys in Yaowang Valley are of high realm, but their combat power is greatly discounted..."

"So, now it's up to see who can hold on longer..."

"Yes, whoever holds on longer will win. Generally speaking, I am more optimistic about Ma Shen. After all, he is also a genius cultivator. Not to mention defeating the Asura Ghost King, it should not be a problem to hold on!"

"Well, I think so too. The purple gold furnace is a spiritual treasure, and the pressure on Pan Wu will become greater and greater. He should be the first to be unable to bear it!"

"..."

Whether it is under the ring or outside the secret realm, all the cultivators who are watching this battle are staring at the two.

Li Yuanyuan and Feng Cuiping frowned, obviously worried about Chen Changsheng's situation.

Princess Mo Xi looked at the ring quietly, with a calm expression on her face, not showing too much worry. On the contrary, Li Xiaoyao's eyes lit up...

These two people are both strong opponents for him. No matter which one is eliminated, it is a good thing!

Sun Xing was also watching the battle on the ring, and he was secretly cheering for Ma in his heart...

Outside the palace, on the square!

"This little guy is too arrogant!" Li Tian said

"Yeah, he was imprisoned by the purple gold furnace so easily, I'm afraid he will lose..." Nangong Fangzheng said.

"Not necessarily..." Ximen Wuhen shook his head.

"How, he can still struggle out of the purple gold furnace? Let alone him, even if it is us... hehe, we will be at the mercy of others!" Nangong Fangzheng said.

"You said it as if... you can beat him..." Ximen Wuhen said lightly.

"I..." Nangong Fangzheng was speechless when he heard this...

Indeed, he seemed to be unable to defeat Chen Changsheng. His inability to break free did not mean that Chen Changsheng would definitely not be able to break free...

"Does he have any other trump cards?" Li Tian asked.

"I don't know...but I have confidence in this kid. He won't lose easily!" Ximen Wuhen shook his head.

He doesn't know where his confidence comes from, but he just has...

"Loose, lose..."

The little Marquis rubbed his hands excitedly...

As long as Chen Changsheng loses, no matter who is first, he doesn't have to lose the one billion bet!

In the dragon chariot, the emperor looked at Shui Jing and couldn't help but whisper to himself: "To be favored by the emperor, you can't... just have this little strength..."

Slowly, half an hour passed, and an hour passed...

On the stage, Chen Changsheng was still insisting, and of course, so was Ma Shen...

"Under strong pressure, the physical body improves very quickly, but unfortunately, the effect of the pressure brought by this purple golden cauldron seems to be getting smaller and smaller..."

"But my physical body...should have advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul..."

"Now, I can completely rely on the power of my body to resist the pressure brought by Zijin Cauldron!"

Originally, Chen Changsheng had to use both his magic power and his physical body to resist the pressure brought by the Zijin Cauldron, but now that his physical body has advanced to the middle stage of the fourth level, his physical body alone is enough to resist the pressure...

Of course, the benefits are naturally becoming less and less...

"In that case, let this battle end..."

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