Venerable Yuan

The blood-red coffin stood erected in mid-air, with Ning Mo's body standing in it. A sinister and eerie aura emanated, causing Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang's expressions to change uncontrollably.

Crunch!

Ning Mo's body made a strange sound at this time, and then it actually started to move, taking stiff steps, and slowly stepped out of the blood coffin.

His eyes were gray and lifeless, but there was an extremely cold wave emanating from his body.

"You, you actually refined all the corpses of your fellow disciples into blood corpses?!" Tang Xiaoyan said in a cold voice, biting her silver teeth.

Zhou Yuan also frowned slightly, and there was a trace of disgust in his eyes. This Fan Yao was really unscrupulous in doing things. Ning Mo was his sect member after all, and this guy actually refined his corpse.

Fan Yao turned a blind eye to their gazes. Instead, he stretched out his palm and gently touched Ning Mo's gray body, with a hint of intoxication in his eyes.

Refining this kind of blood corpse requires extremely strict materials, and the death time must be very short, so that some of its strength during life can be preserved.

In the past, he was obsessed with this technique, but he never found a suitable partner. This time, Ning Mo became his best test material.

After his refining, the strength of this blood corpse will not be weaker than that of Ning Mo during his lifetime. If he cultivates it well in the future, it can even surpass that of his lifetime.

Of course, the resources required for that kind of training are also extremely huge, so large that even Fan Yao can't bear it.

"Being able to contribute to the Holy Palace even after death, Junior Brother Ning Mo will definitely be very happy if he knows about it." Fan Yao raised his head and smiled at Zhou Yuan and Tang Xiaoyan.

"And I think that even if this matter is reported back to the palace, the elders in the palace will not have any objections to it. After all, the majesty of the Holy Palace is above all else. I used Ning Mo's body to save our Holy Palace. The majesty makes it all worth it.”

Fan Yao's scarlet eyes rested on Zhou Yuan's body, and the curve of his mouth looked extremely sinister.

"Chief Zhou Yuan, in the current situation, do you still think you have the slightest chance of winning?"

Fan Yao put his hands in his sleeves, calm and composed. After kicking out a chief of Baihua Immortal Palace, the whole situation was back under his control. In the three-on-three situation, Fan Yao did not think that the opponent had any Any room for turning around.

The expressions of Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang also became a little ugly at this time. Apparently they also realized that the situation was not good. Although the two sides were equal in number, Fan Yao was not an ordinary chief.

His strength ranks among the top ten among the chiefs of the entire Cangxuan Sect.

This means that once Fan Yao's side wins, the entire situation will collapse.

Looking at the expressions of Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang, Fan Yao also chuckled and said: "Tang Xiaoyan, do you regret it now? Do you really think that these trash from Cangxuan Sect can be of any use?"

Before Tang Xiaoyan could answer, Zhou Yuan had already walked up from her side. He twisted his neck and said calmly, "There's so much nonsense... It's not of any use. You don't know if you beat me?" "

"Then Ning Mo had a face like yours before, but what happened in the end?"

Tang Xiaoyan looked at Zhou Yuan's slender figure and was slightly startled. She didn't know why, but when she saw his calm demeanor, some of the uneasiness in her heart gradually dissipated.

Maybe he really has some skills?

"Chief Jinzhang, Chief Tang Xiaoyan, leave Wang Yuan and the Blood Corpse to you two, and leave Fan Yao to me." Zhou Yuan tilted his head and said.

When Jin Zhang and Tang Xiaoyan heard this, they both nodded.

"Be careful." Tang Xiaoyan gave an extra warning.

Then the two of them quickly rushed towards the left and right sides, spreading the battlefield apart.

Fan Yao waved his hand, and Wang Yuan and Xue Zhi also chased Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang away. He crossed his arms across his chest and stared at Zhou Yuan with a half-smile, saying: "I'm really curious, what exactly is it?" You are so confident that you dare to fight me head-on alone."

Zhou Yuan did not answer, but just held his hand, and the Tianyuan pen appeared in his hand, expanding rapidly. The snow-white tip of the pen, glowing with cold light, pointed diagonally at the lake.

The aura emanating from his body also slowly climbed up at this time.

"Tianyuan soldiers..."

Fan Yao had already seen the weirdness of Zhou Yuan's Tianyuan Pen in the previous battle, so he raised his eyebrows slightly, and a bloody light appeared between his palms. The next moment, a white bone ghost claw staff appeared in his hand.

The ghost claws were opened, sharp and sinister, with a sinister aura flowing on them. It is also a Tianyuan weapon.

When the white-bone ghost claw staff appeared, the air around Fan Yao became cold, as if there was a ghost howling sound.

Although Fan Yao said he looked down on Zhou Yuan, he didn't look down on him when he really wanted to take action. He was obviously being cautious to avoid capsizing in the gutter.

Zhou Yuan flicked the Tianyuan pen in his hand, and golden Origin Qi burst out from his Tianling Cap. A golden python could be faintly seen circling in it. The powerful Origin Qi was reflected behind him and turned into golden stars all over the sky.

"The source of energy transforms into a star?"

Fan Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Zhou Yuan, and said slowly: "When I was in the seventh heaven, my source of energy was able to reach this level. Zhou Yuan, you are really something extraordinary."

"However, if you think this is the capital you need to run amok in front of me, I'm afraid you are totally wrong!"

The White Bone Ghost Claw Staff in his hand suddenly stamped, and blood-red Origin Qi suddenly shot up into the sky. The blood light flowed behind him and turned into stars all over the sky.

Moreover, the starry sky formed by his Origin Qi was obviously much more powerful than Zhou Yuan's.

This Fan Yao's Origin Qi foundation has reached at least 13,000, which is obviously much stronger than Zhou Yuan's Origin Qi stars, which can reach over 10,000.

Outside the Liucai Lake, many eyes were fixed on the battlefield where Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao fought. When they saw that the two chiefs were both able to turn energy into stars, they couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

However, judging from the scene, it is obvious that Fan Yao has some advantages.

Above Liucai Lake, Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao's eyes met, both filled with strong murderous intent. It was obvious that the murderous intent in their hearts towards each other was extremely strong.

boom!

The next moment, the stars in the sky behind them erupted into brilliant brilliance, and an unparalleled violent storm of Origin Qi swept away. The two figures disappeared almost at the same time.

After a few breaths, the two figures directly met each other in the sky.

Countless lines of sight converged on the two figures that collided like thunder and fire...

They know that in this battle of Liucai Lake, who will have the last laugh will probably depend on a battle between these two... And this battle, no matter who wins in the end, will be famous in Xuanyuan Cave. .