Immortal Palace

"Are you convinced?"

Wang Changsheng continued to press Li Fusheng into the pit, and said again: "Old Li, as the young master of the Li family, you are pressed to the ground and rubbed by me in full view of the public. Can't you be embarrassed?"

"If you admit defeat, how about I give you some face?"

After all, this is the clan territory of the Shangyang lineage, so the Shangyang lineage still needs to be given some face. If Li Fusheng is pressed to the ground and rubbed all the time, the face of the Shangyang lineage will not be lost.

"Old Wang, are you sure you can defeat me?"

Li Fusheng's voice came out from under Wang Changsheng's sharp claws.

boom!

As soon as Li Fusheng finished speaking, Wang Changsheng used force again to push Li Fusheng down a few points.

Phew!

A neighing sound also came from Wang Changsheng's mouth.

Wang Changsheng was very sure that Li Fusheng had some plans when he sacrificed his true form of the fire phoenix, because Li Fusheng knew very well that his true form of the fire phoenix was definitely no match for Wang Changsheng.

However, no matter what, Wang Changsheng suppressed Li Fusheng under his claws at this moment, which represented Wang Changsheng's victory.

As for Li Fusheng's backup plan, for Wang Changsheng, it was just a matter of soldiers coming to cover up the water and the earth.

The monks of the Shangyang lineage who were watching around became even more ugly when they saw this situation. They could not see the mystery, but if they were given a choice, they would rather choose Li Fusheng to hide in the three-legged giant. In the cauldron, he is in an invincible position. Although he is a little shameless, at least he doesn't have to look so ugly.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Wang Changsheng looked at Li Fusheng under the sharp claws, and finally couldn't help but ask.

Li Fusheng has too many methods. After breaking through to the Great Master, Li Fusheng must have understood the ancient methods that the Great Master only has. Until now, Li Fusheng has not used them.

Also, Li Fusheng's eyes were fused with a powerful spell, but they were not used.

Wang Changsheng had to guard against it!

"I'm... holding back my ultimate move!"

Li Fusheng paused and said.

Wang Changsheng: "..."

Of course Wang Changsheng knew that Li Fusheng was holding back his ultimate move. However, Li Fusheng had been holding back his ultimate move for so long after being pressed to the ground and rubbed by him. Until now, nothing had come out. What was the point?

"How long are you going to hold it in?" Wang Changsheng asked.

"almost done!"

Li Fusheng also replied.

Neither of them spoke loudly. On this majestic battlefield, only the two of them could hear each other, not even Li Zefeng who was not far away.

What the two of them were thinking about this time was that on the one hand, they wanted to prove their strength in this fight, and on the other hand, they wanted to press each other to the ground and rub them.

In fact, the most important point is that the two want to prove each other's strength.

Because both of them practice ancient methods!

In the Jiutian Realm, it is not that there are no monks who practice the ancient method, but there are too few. And the monks who can practice the ancient method while also cultivating to the realm of the Great Master are even rarer.

If we search throughout the Jiutian Realm, we will definitely be able to find it, but after we find it, will the other party be willing to fight with the two of them?

It is too difficult to confirm the ancient methods. After all, it is the inheritance of those eras. In the era of Jindan Dao, it is indeed not easy to find a comparable opponent.

Therefore, the fight between Wang Changsheng and Li Fusheng, in addition to planning and careful thinking, is more about confirming and perfecting each other on the road of ancient methods.

Now, Li Fusheng wants to hold back his ultimate move, and Wang Changsheng must give Li Fusheng time to hold back his ultimate move.

Not only does Li Fusheng have a trump card, but Wang Changsheng also has a trump card. What the two of them are using now are conventional methods, which are not enough to reflect their most powerful strength and methods.

Roar!

After a few breaths, a roaring sound came from Li Fusheng's body. Immediately afterwards, Wang Changsheng saw a trace of golden light emerging from Li Fusheng's body?

"What is this?" Wang Changsheng was confused.

Based on Wang Changsheng's understanding of the Fire Phoenix True Body, the Fire Phoenix True Body will emit a fiery red color like a flame. As its strength increases, the flames will also undergo some changes, from red to purple, to purple to black... The power of the flames, It will also gradually increase.

However, Wang Changsheng really didn't know that there was golden light in this flame now.

Moreover, even Li Fusheng's voice changed. It was no longer a neigh, but a roar.

There was a strange aura mixed with the fire phoenix's true form, and it charged directly at Wang Changsheng. Feeling this unknown aura, Wang Changsheng did not hesitate at all, immediately released his claws, and retreated directly.

On the one hand, it gave Li Fusheng a chance to struggle. On the other hand, Wang Changsheng was still a little wary of this power because he didn't know what it was.

The unknown is always scary!

The moment Wang Changsheng released his claws, Li Fusheng's figure rose directly into the sky, and the golden light on his body became even more intense.

"Ho ho ho ho..."

From Li Fusheng's mouth, a cheerful roar came out, and the original neighing had disappeared.

"Even the race has been changed?"

Wang Changsheng, who was standing in the distance, looked surprised when he saw Li Fusheng dancing.

"Could it be..."

Seeing the golden light on Li Fusheng's body, Wang Changsheng suddenly thought of a possibility.

Li Zefeng also looked at Li Fusheng with a surprised expression, and said with some surprise: "Completely unaffected by the power of blood?!"

Among the clansmen of the Shangyang lineage, they are not affected by the power of blood at all. There is only one situation where the power of blood is almost atavistic.

Otherwise, even if they are different races, bloodline suppression will occur because of the different levels of bloodline power and degree of atavism.

"It's not a breakthrough, it should be some kind of secret method..."

Li Zefeng said in his heart.

Li Zefeng wanted to know what secret method Li Fusheng used. This method of counteracting bloodline suppression is very important for the Shangyang lineage!

"It's neither a good thing nor a bad thing..."

Li Zefeng said in his heart.

Without bloodline suppression, then the Shangyang lineage will no longer have the prejudice of bloodline. As long as the cultivation level is sufficient, it can defeat the opponent.

But this also has a disadvantage, that is, all Shangyang lineage monks will polish their own cultivation instead of trying their best to return to their ancestors.

Without bloodline suppression, what's the use of returning to one's ancestors? Cultivation has become the most important thing!

Therefore, for the Shangyang lineage, having such a technique is not necessarily a good thing, but it is not necessarily a bad thing. It still depends on how to use it.

"Lao Li, have you really succeeded in practicing?"

Wang Changsheng also asked in surprise.

Wang Changsheng had already seen the origin of the golden light. With the power of Shangyang's bloodline, he practiced foreign techniques and succeeded. What was Li Fusheng's brain made of?

This understanding is a bit scary...