Fast! Faster than you can imagine!

Even though Lord Fu Bo Long had already reached the realm of Qi training and reached the state where he could refine the Qi of heaven and earth and comprehend heaven and earth, he was still unable to capture the white light that came from nowhere.

The divine thought that was spying on the white light was shattered in an instant, and the defensive spell that mobilized the magic power was easily broken.

Lord Fu Bo Long didn't even have time to use his magical powers. He could only watch helplessly as the powerful sword energy gradually approached his body.

The next moment, a silver-white light flashed, and a huge silver shield blocked in front of Lord Fubo Long. The magic weapon's automatic protection effect bought Lord Fubo Long a glimmer of hope at this moment.

The Yaoyin Shield was easily cut like butter under a hot knife. Even though the Huiming Sword could only maintain the power of a magic weapon at this time, it was still not something that an ordinary magic weapon could contend with under the blessing of the Disha Sword Technique.

The Yaoyin Shield was unfolded, and the spirituality within it was completely destroyed and turned into a mortal object. Lord Fubo Dragon finally took advantage of the opportunity he gained in this instant to use his innate magical powers.

Extraordinary supernatural powers, King Kong!

The pitch-black scales instantly turned golden, and the Fu Bo Dragon King transformed directly from a black dragon into an extremely majestic golden dragon. The dazzling golden light seemed to breed a Buddha nature full of peace.

But this only lasted for a moment, and the dragon face of Fu Bo Long Jun instantly became extremely ferocious, and a terrifying aura burst out from him.

King Kong's eyes are angry!

The golden and iron color on the scales intensified again, and the right hand covered with dragon scales finally caught a trace of the flying sword's trajectory with the help of magical powers.

Finally, at the moment when the flying sword was about to slash down, Fu Bo Long Jun's right hand blocked the fatal point between his eyebrows.

The flying sword easily cut through the continuously strengthened golden scales, severed the indestructible bones, and pierced through the right hand.

However, even though the method of controlling the sword with the soul was still exhausted, the flying sword finally reached its limit after cutting through the protective spells, defensive magic weapons, and the dragon scales and bones that were strengthened twice by the magical powers.

Finally, the flying sword pierced into the forehead, but was completely blocked by the hard dragon skull that had been strengthened by the angry golden diamond.

Fu Bo Long Jun tried to stretch out his left hand to grab the flying sword, but with a sound of breaking through the air, the flying sword disappeared from his sight.

At this moment, Lord Fu Bo Long had completely lost his previous arrogance and domineering attitude. His magic weapon was destroyed, his right hand was pierced, and there was even a big hole between his eyebrows. There were clearly visible sword marks on his skull.

Lord Fu Bo Long did not fall into anger, but looked at a platform.

There, the corpses of the demons were piled up like mountains. No matter whether they were little demons in the Essence Refining Realm or demons in the Qi Transformation Realm, none of them could escape the fate of death.

At the center of their eyebrows, a sword mark pierced through their heads and shattered their souls.

The sword's force was sharp and unstoppable, just like the flying sword that almost pierced his forehead.

Lord Fu Bo's gaze fell on the only human standing on the platform. He was dressed in white and had a rusty ancient bronze sword on his waist. He was looking him up and down with interest.

When Lord Fu Bo Long's eyes swept across the ancient bronze sword, he couldn't help but feel an irrepressible fear.

It was that sword that almost pierced his forehead, causing him to die completely.

"You took away my natural spiritual pool?"

Fu Bo Long Jun asked in a low voice.

"Your natural spirit pool?" Shen Yuan frowned slightly and responded seriously:

“I want to correct something. Since no one is refining the Soul Pond, it is ownerless.

And now, it has become the Luoyun Sect’s spiritual pond.”

Fu Bo Long Jun's expression became even more gloomy.

"You are so reckless, do you really think I am afraid of you?"

“Your sword is indeed sharp, but I am not incapable of fighting you with my cultivation and magical powers.

You couldn't even kill me with your sneak attack, and you can't possibly do anything to me when I'm already on my guard in a head-on confrontation."

Having said that, Fu Bo Long Jun's words finally took on a hint of threat.

"If you return the Tiansheng Spirit Pond, I can make you a guest of honor at Fubo Lake, and you can choose from all the treasures in the entire Fubo Lake.

But if you are stubborn and unyielding, don't blame me for bullying the minority with my numbers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, many aquatic creatures at the Dragon King's Banquet revealed their true forms and deployed their formations around the platform where Shen Yuan was.

One by one, the water gods stood up from the platform in front. Out of the waters they controlled, these low-level water gods were almost the same strength as ordinary water creatures, but at this moment they took the initiative to disperse the incense light around them and actively dedicated the weak incense power gathered to Fubo Dragon Lord.

On the demon side, the demons in the Qi Transformation Realm looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally revealed their true forms. A large amount of demonic energy gathered and stared at Shen Yuan hungrily.

To the demon race, the water race can barely be considered as close relatives, so helping the water race fight against Shen Yuan, who is a human, is completely natural.

And although Shen Yuan showed unfathomable strength, this place was the base camp of Fu Bo Tan, and they did not think that Shen Yuan could rely on himself to fight against the thousands of monsters on the scene.

"You will never be able to kill us all before your magic power runs out!"

A demon said in a fierce tone.

"Running out of mana?"

Shen Yuan seemed to have heard some great joke and burst into laughter.

Not far away, the Tiansheng Spirit Pool flew to Shen Yuan in full view of everyone, and transformed into tangible spiritual energy that flowed into Shen Yuan's body under Shen Yuan's control.

Fu Bo Long Jun's eyes were wide open with anger, and an extremely terrifying thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Is he advancing to the Qi Transformation Stage?"

The next moment, Fu Bo Dragon King transformed into his original form and attacked Shen Yuan fiercely.

Nine huge water tornadoes fell towards Shen Yuan, and Fubo Dragon Lord roared at the top of his lungs: "Hurry up!"

“Too late!”

A calm voice came out of Shen Yuan's mouth.

Shen Yuan had already reached the pinnacle of refining essence, the best in ancient and modern times. The so-called natural spirit pool was just a trigger.

In just one breath, a large amount of essence turned into a trickle of magic power and continuously flowed into Shen Yuan's body. The boundary beyond the mundane world had been broken by Shen Yuan.

Gently stroking the Huiming Sword with his right hand, Shen Yuan looked at the black dragon that had manifested its true form with an indifferent expression, and took a step forward on his own initiative.

Pure magic power was injected into the Huiming Sword. This immortal sword that had not appeared in the world for thousands of years finally received the return of magic power. The few pieces of rust on the connection with the scabbard were shattered again during the vibration.

An ancient bronze sword covered with rust finally broke free from its scabbard and reappeared before the world.

Although still covered with rust, the sword edge and scabbard are no longer the same as before.

"I have learned swordsmanship, so take it."

The Huiming Sword let out a soft hum, and under the control of the fake Yuanshen, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

The moment the Huiming Sword disappeared, Lord Fu Bo Long used all his protective measures.

The black dragon soaring in the sky was shrouded in golden light, and entangled by the power of incense and wishes, it seemed like an indestructible body of a god.

The next moment, the golden light shining with Buddhist rhyme came to an abrupt halt, and a dark sword mark seemed to tear through the space and continued to spread.

No matter whether it was magical powers or the body of a dragon, none of them could hinder that dark sword mark. The moment it appeared, it had cut off everything.

The ferocious head of the dragon slid off the skull and smashed heavily into the Fubo Pond.

Thunder roared in the sky and drops of rain fell from the sky, as if crying for the death of the dragon.

The Huiming Sword was sheathed again, and Shen Yuan's casual words finally echoed in the Fubo Pond.

"Kill the dragon wherever there is one."