Zi Yuan shook his head and said, "Senior brother, didn't you notice that he is only a half-immortal with a profound cultivation, and he is facing twenty half-immortals with a cultivation of the heavens. If it were you? , how long can you hold on?" Hearing this, Zhuo Ming's face darkened slightly, he snorted lowly, and said, "The twenty iron guards haven't used all their strength, if it were me, at least at this stage. There is no going back.”

   As soon as his voice fell, Shion covered her small mouth and exclaimed. At this time, Jin Yuanshen Leng Xuan was opened, and a faint golden light emerged from his body. Under the shroud of that golden light, he held his head high, looked determined, and slowly raised his left leg. Seeing his actions, the twenty iron guards immediately pushed their whole body to the extreme. In an instant, that powerful and terrifying aura seemed to be a huge wave, one wave after another, slapping Leng Xuan's body fiercely. Not only that, but the movements of the twenty drummers also accelerated. Accompanied by the rapid drumbeat, the momentum rose again, as if the drumbeat had the effect of fueling the flames.

   At this moment, a splendid nine-colored light surged out of Leng Xuan's body, forming a golden bell-shaped barrier around him, blocking all that momentum from the outside. "Little Treasure?" Feeling the pressure from outside the body greatly reduced, Leng Xuan's spirit was greatly lifted. Taking this opportunity, he dropped his left leg and strode forward. One step...two steps...three steps...When Leng Xuan took three consecutive steps, the barrier around him began to fade.

   Obviously, even Little Treasure couldn't bear it under that powerful momentum. Suddenly, Leng Xuan's body swayed slightly, as if he was about to fall to the ground. However, when he was about to fall, a bright golden light suddenly appeared. This golden light is even more eye-catching than the golden light just now, and it contains an extremely powerful momentum. With the appearance of that golden light, Leng Xuan's shirt was torn apart with only a few 'hiss' sounds.

   Immediately afterwards, I saw that his body gradually swelled, nearly half a meter higher than before, and all the muscles on his body protruded, and every muscle trembled slightly, as if it contained infinite power.

   "The body of King Kong!" Leng Xuan raised his head slowly, watching his own changes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips. For a long time, he thought that the Jiuzhuan Golden Body Art had completely disappeared from his body. But at this time, under the impact of external pressure, Jiuzhuan Golden Body Jue once again reproduced its power. The display of the body of King Kong made him feel an unprecedented surging power, like a lead, igniting the blood in his body.

  Standing in that powerful aura, Leng Xuan's posture was straight, like a majestic mountain, standing still, letting that aura impact his body. Seeing Leng Xuan's performance, Zi Yuan couldn't help but exclaim: "It's amazing, the people who have the Battle Heaven Token are really extraordinary." Zhuo Ming snorted lightly, and seemed to be a little unconvinced by Zi Yuan's praise.

   At this moment, the rapid drum beat suddenly stopped and returned to the gentle rhythm just now. At the same time, the powerful momentum also subsided, and all twenty strong men retreated to both sides. "It's over?" Leng Xuan sighed in relief. It was really dangerous just now. If it weren't for his own means, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on for half a minute.

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