Traveling through time 10,000 years late, I was forced to become a powerful person

quick! Faster than expected!

Even though Fubo Longjun has reached the realm of Qi training and has reached the realm where he can refine the energy of heaven and earth and comprehend the world, he still cannot capture the white light that comes from nowhere.

The spiritual thoughts that spied on the white light were instantly shattered, and the defensive spells that mobilized mana to gather were easily broken.

Fubo Longjun didn't even have time to use his magical power, and could only feel the powerful sword energy gradually approaching his body.

The next moment, silver-white light shone, and a huge silver shield blocked the front of Fubo Longjun. The magic weapon's automatic protection effect gave Fubo Longjun a chance at this moment.

The Obsidian Silver Shield was cut easily 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 ordinary magic weapons could resist with the blessing of the Earthly Sword Technique.

The obsidian silver shield was unfolded, and the spirituality in it was destroyed and turned into a mortal thing. Fubo Longjun finally took advantage of the opportunity gained at this moment to use his innate magical power.

Extraordinary supernatural power, King Kong!

The dark scales turned into gold in an instant, and Fubo Longjun transformed directly from a black dragon into a magnificent golden dragon. The dazzling golden light seemed to be pregnant with the Buddha nature full of peace.

But this only lasted for a moment. Fubo Longjun's dragon face instantly became extremely ferocious, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

King Kong glares angrily!

The gold and iron color on the scales was once again intensified, 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 struck down, Fubo Longjun's right hand blocked the fatal eyebrow.

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

However, even though the Yuan Shen's sword control method was still exhausted, the flying sword finally reached its limit after cutting through the protective spells, defensive magic weapons, and the dragon's scales and dragon's bones that were strengthened for the second time.

In the end, the flying sword pierced the forehead and was completely blocked by the hard dragon skull strengthened by the Angry-Eye King Kong.

Fubo Longjun 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, Fubo Longjun has completely lost his previous arrogance and arrogance. The magic weapon was destroyed, his right hand was pierced, and a big hole was even opened between his eyebrows. There are still clearly visible sword marks on his skull.

Fubo Longjun did not fall into anger, but looked at a platform.

There, the corpses of monsters piled up like mountains. No matter whether they were little demons in the refining realm or monsters in the gas transformation realm, they could not escape the fate of death.

Between their eyebrows, a sword mark penetrated their heads and shattered their souls.

The sword was powerful and unstoppable, just like the flying sword that almost pierced his eyebrows.

Fubo Longjun's eyes 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 at him up and down with interest.

When Longjun Fubo glanced at the ancient bronze sword, he couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable fear.

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

"Did you take away my natural spiritual pool?"

Fubo Longjun asked in a low voice.

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

"I want to correct you. There was no one in the soul pool that day to refine, so it was an ownerless thing.

But now, it is already the sect spiritual pool of Luoyun Sect. "

Fubo Longjun's face became even more gloomy.

"Your Excellency is so unscrupulous. Do you really think that I am afraid of you?"

"That sword of yours is indeed powerful, but my cultivation level and magical powers are not incapable of fighting against you.

You couldn't even kill me with a sneak attack, and when I was facing the enemy head on, you couldn't possibly do anything to me when I was already alert. "

At this point, Fubo Longjun's words finally took on a hint of threat.

"If you return the Tiantian Spirit Pond, I can treat you as my guest in Fubo Pond, and you can choose all the treasures in Fubo Pond.

But if you are stubborn, don't blame me for bullying the less! "

After the words fell, many aquatic manifestations at the Dragon King's Banquet formed a formation around the platform where Shen Yuan was.

One by one, the water tribe gods also stood up from the platform in front.

Out of the waters under their control, the strength of these low-level water gods is almost the same as that of ordinary water tribes. However, at this moment, they actively disperse the light of incense around them and actively contribute the weak incense will power to Fubo Longjun.

On the side of the demon tribe, a demon tribe in the Qi realm looked at each other in disbelief. In the end, they manifested their true bodies, and a large amount of demonic energy gathered and stared at Shen Yuan.

To the Yao Clan, the Shui Clan is barely a close relative, and it is completely natural to help the Shui Clan fight against Shen Yuan, who is a human.

And although Shen Yuan showed unfathomable strength, this place was Fubotan's base camp, and they didn't think Shen Yuan could fight against the thousands of demon clans present.

"You will never be able to kill us all before you run out of mana!"

One of the demon clan's lustful men said.

"All mana exhausted?"

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

Not far away, Tiansheng Lingchi took the initiative to fly in front of Shen Yuan in full view of everyone, and the spiritual energy that turned into liquid substance poured into Shen Yuan's body under the control of Shen Yuan.

Fubo Longjun's eyes widened in anger, and an extremely terrifying thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Is he advancing to the Qi Transformation Realm?"

The next moment, Fubo Longjun transformed into his true form and attacked Shen Yuan brazenly.

A total of nine huge waterspouts fell towards Shen Yuan, and Fubo Longjun roared at the top of his lungs: "Do it quickly!"

"late!"

A plain voice came from Shen Yuan's mouth.

Shen Yuan has already reached the highest level of refining in ancient and modern times, and the so-called natural spiritual pool is just an introduction.

With just one breath, a large amount of essence turned into a trickle of mana and poured into Shen Yuan's body. The boundaries beyond the ordinary were already broken by Shen Yuan.

Caressing the Huiming Sword with his right hand, Shen Yuan looked at the black dragon manifesting his body with an indifferent expression and spoke softly, taking the initiative to take a step forward.

Pure mana was injected into the Huiming Sword. This fairy sword, which had not appeared in the world for ten thousand years, finally received mana in return. During the tremor, a few pieces of rust at the connection of the scabbard were broken again.

An ancient bronze sword covered with rust finally broke free from the scabbard and was revealed to the world again.

Although it is still covered with rust, the exposed blade and scabbard are no longer the same.

"The swordsmanship has become your master."

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

The moment the Huiming Sword disappeared, Fubo Longjun used all means of protection.

The black dragon soaring in the sky was shrouded in golden light, entwined by the power of incense and wish, as if it were an indestructible god.

The next moment, the golden light shining with Buddhist rhyme suddenly stopped, and a dark sword mark seemed to tear through the space and spread.

Neither magical powers nor the dragon's body had any hindrance to that dark sword mark, and it had cut off everything the moment it appeared.

The ferocious dragon's head slipped from its head and smashed heavily into the Fubo Pond.

Thunder roared in the sky, and drops of rain fell from the sky, seeming to be crying for the death of the dragon.

The Huiming Sword was put back into its sheath, and Shen Yuan's casual words echoed in the Fu Bo Pond.

"Behead the dragon wherever there is one."

Yesterday's five updates were intended to pave the way for the Liu family and dig up a branch line for the Liu family, so the main line progressed slowly, which was really not intentional.

In order to update the five chapters yesterday, I deleted more than 3,000 words of scraps, but the result is like this. I really shame everyone.

I have been restless since the update. I stayed up until early in the morning and wrote five chapters in a hurry.

The Dragon Lord’s Banquet chapter is not over yet, there will be five more chapters to come tomorrow, I hope everyone will be satisfied.