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

"Let me try how strong you are!"

Chen Changsheng's whole body was shaken, his body and magic power came out, and the purple golden cauldron above began to tremble...

"No, the Zijin Cauldron has sent a message. It is really unable to suppress Pan Wu. How is this possible...who is bound by the Zijin Cauldron, among the great monks, who can break free?"

"No, Zijin Ding, you must hold on, hold on, otherwise, I will lose!"

Ma Shen, who was fighting with the Shura Ghost King, looked in the direction of Chen Changsheng in horror. At the same time, he kept sending messages to Zijin Cauldron, telling him to hold on at all costs and not let Chen Changsheng break free.

"Look, there seems to be something wrong with the Purple Gold Cauldron. Could it be that... it really can't suppress Pan Wu?"

"This is impossible. The Purple Gold Cauldron is a spiritual treasure, and its owner has advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Under the restraints of the Purple Gold Cauldron, no one below the rank of a great monk can escape, unless... then Pan Wu now has the strength of a great monk!"

"Oh my god, look, above the purple golden cauldron, the weapon spirit, the weapon spirit has appeared. This Pan Wu actually forced the weapon spirits to appear!"

"The appearance of the weapon spirit means that the Zijin Cauldron has exhausted all its strength. It is really terrifying. Now it has the strength comparable to that of a great monk!"

Outside the palace, on the square, many Yuanying monks couldn't help but sigh when they looked at the scene in the water mirror...

Great monk!

Although there are a large number of Nascent Soul monks gathered here, the total number of great monks can only be counted on two hands, and almost all of them are from the Central Dynasty!

"This Pan Wu is really powerful. Even the Purple Gold Cauldron can't restrain him!" King Guangnan couldn't help but praise.

Although Pan Wu and Guangnan Prince's Mansion were not at odds with each other, Prince Guangnan couldn't help but admire the other's strength...

"So powerful...many people say he is comparable to a great monk...Prince, we, we won't..." The young Marquis couldn't help but say at the side.

"Don't worry, no matter how powerful he is, he will never be Princess Mo Xi's opponent, just watch with peace of mind!" King Guangnan comforted softly.

If it weren't for... that behind the young marquis was Jin Jianhou, and Jin Jianhou was deeply appreciated by the emperor, he would not bother to pay attention to this waste who is more than 200 years old and has not yet had a baby...

Yes, in the eyes of King Guangnan, a person who is two hundred years old cannot conceive a baby, and is no different from a waste. A true genius usually has a baby around the age of one hundred and fifty. Even if it is later, a hundred He is almost eighty years old, but the young Marquis is already over two hundred years old, but there is no sign of having a baby yet. I guess if he really wants to have a baby, he may not be more than three hundred years old...

The 300-year-old Nascent Soul can be called a genius in many sects. Unfortunately, this is the Central Dynasty, the place where there is no lack of monsters in the world!

"Fellow Daoist Pan's strength is truly unfathomable, and I am far inferior!"

Bingfeng looked at Chen Changsheng on the stage and couldn't help but shake his head slightly...

He has always been arrogant, even when facing the Holy Son and the Holy Girl, although he is respectful, deep down he does not think that the other party is much better than himself.

But Chen Changsheng's power really makes him ashamed. At the very least, in this situation, there is absolutely no way he can break free from the constraints of the Zijin Furnace...

"That's natural, Chen... Fellow Daoist Pan is the most powerful!" Li Yuanyuan said proudly, as if she was the one who could shake the Purple Gold Furnace on the stage...

Feng Cuiping also smiled and kept looking at Chen Changsheng on the ring with her beautiful eyes...

"This Pan Wu is indeed a powerful opponent!" Li Xiaoyao looked at the ring with a solemn expression...

"Awesome...Master asked me to come to participate in the Middle-earth Discussion, and it turned out to be the right thing to do!" Wanwan said softly.

"Is this your true strength? It's indeed exciting..."

The look on Zhang Daoling's face became brighter and brighter.

As for Princess Mo Xi, she didn't say anything because beside her was Princess Fengxian...

On the stage, Chen Changsheng raised his head and looked at the Purple Gold Furnace Spirit above his head. He saw a little doll wearing a red bellyband, which looked extremely cute...

"You can't stop me!" Chen Changsheng said softly.

"Beep, bab, bab..."

The little doll pointed at Chen Changsheng angrily, babbling for a while. Chen Changsheng couldn't understand what the other person was saying at all, but it could be seen from his expression that this weapon spirit seemed to be very unconvinced...

"Wow, this weapon spirit is so cute!"

"Yes, the way it babbles is so cute, but... why doesn't it just talk?"

"Don't you understand this? The weapon spirit is just like human beings. When it is born, it can only babbling. Only by slowly cultivating it, when the weapon spirit grows up, can it learn to speak, communicate with people, and develop its intelligence. It will grow and even become like a normal human being!”

"It is obvious that the weapon spirit of the Purple Gold Furnace has not grown to that point yet, so now it can only make sounds..."

"..."

Because he looked so cute, Xiaoqi Ling directly captured the hearts of countless female monks present...

"Good thing, good thing... If you can let me catch this weapon spirit and swallow it... hehe, I can gain the cultivation of a great monk in an instant... It's a pity, it's a pity..."

Some people like it, and naturally some people miss it, especially some demonic monks who are good at treacherous arts. They almost shed tears after seeing it...

"Okay, it seems you are still not convinced?"

"Okay, let me show you my strength!"

"Let me... open it!"

Chen Changsheng used all his strength and stamped his foot...

"Boom boom..."

The purple gold furnace above his head jumped up three feet high, and the arena under his feet, even under the protection of the formation, began to crack rapidly...

Just now, Chen Changsheng did not use all his strength. This time, he directly used the power of the two Yuanying, plus the body that had been promoted to the middle stage of the Yuanying. With the accumulation of these three, ordinary great cultivators could not withstand it. The purple gold furnace flew up directly, and even the arena could not withstand the power of this kick...

"Puff..."

In the air, the weapon spirit directly spurted blood in mid-air, and then instantly drilled into the purple gold furnace...

"Master, good stuff, quickly collect it!"

The Tianfang Ghost King transmitted a message to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that the Ghost King of Tianfang was talking about the blood vomited by the weapon spirit. He then waved his hand and collected the blood before it fell to the ground...

"Wow, the weapon spirit vomited blood?"

"What a quick reaction speed. This Pan Wu is also a connoisseur!"

"When the discussion in the Central Plains is over, we can trade with him and see if we can exchange the blood vomited by the weapon spirit..."

"What a big dream! Since he collected the blood of the weapon spirit, he must know what it is. How can he be willing to exchange it?"

"The blood of the weapon spirit Forget it, Pan Wu's strength... is simply too terrifying! "

"Yes, even if an ordinary great cultivator can break free from the restraints of the weapon spirit, it is not necessarily possible to beat the weapon spirit to vomit blood..."

"Awesome, awesome..."

"Hehe, Yaowang Valley suffered a big loss this time. The weapon spirit spit out a mouthful of blood. I don't know how many years it will take to make up for it..."

"Haha..."

Outside the palace, on the square, almost everyone was stunned by Chen Changsheng's performance. Even the emperor in the dragon chariot couldn't help but clap his hands gently...

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