Venerable Yuan

clang!

In the sky above the Liucai Lake, the Tianyuan Bi, wrapped with the powerful golden origin energy, whizzed down and collided with the white-bone ghost claw staff. A crisp sound resounded, and ripples of power visible to the naked eye rippled out, twisting the void. .

Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao's eyes intertwined with murderous intent.

The next moment, both sides took action brazenly.

The shadows of pens and sticks roared all over the sky, pouring out like a torrential rain. Suddenly, low sounds continued to explode in the sky. In a short period of only a few dozen breaths, the two directly fought for hundreds of rounds.

There was no trickery in that kind of confrontation, and the battle was entirely based on one's own origin energy.

Obviously, Fan Yao has extremely strong confidence in his own Origin Qi and thinks he can defeat Zhou Yuan with it. However, Zhou Yuan is not afraid at all. Although in terms of the number of Origin Qi stars in the Qi Mansion, he may be more powerful than Fan Yao. Slightly worse, but the powerful fighting power of Origin Qi does not just rely on the number of Origin Qi stars...

Although his Heaven-reaching Mysterious Dragon Qi is only the sixth-grade Origin Qi now, in terms of quality, it is definitely comparable to some seventh-grade Origin Qi.

Fan Yao's blood-red Origin Qi was also of the sixth grade, but compared with Zhou Yuan's Heaven-reaching Mysterious Dragon Qi, there was a certain distance.

Therefore, Fan Yao's Origin Qi stars were more numerous, but in terms of quality, Zhou Yuan won.

boom! boom! boom!

In the sky, the two of them fought for hundreds of rounds in a very short period of time. The intensity made many people gasp in secret, but they could also see that the confrontation between the two was somewhat indifferent. .

This surprised them. After all, judging from the foundation of Origin Qi, it was obvious that Fan Yao should have the advantage, but in reality, this was not the case.

clang!

In the sky, the Tianyuan Pen and the White Bone Staff collided fiercely again, ripples spread out, and then the two figures were shaken backwards.

Zhou Yuan steadied his figure and stared at Fan Yao. The latter was indeed very strong. When he fought with Ning Mo before, he was able to suppress him with just his own source energy, but now against Fan Yao, he could only do to flat.

However, compared with Zhou Yuan's expression, Fan Yao's expression looked gloomier. It seems that he did not expect that his own Origin Qi advantage did not have any effect at all.

"This kid's Origin Qi is obviously only at the sixth level. Why can he always suppress my "blood demon origin Qi"?" Fan Yao was a little angry. The sixth level Origin Qi he cultivated, even in the Holy Palace, could not be suppressed. Only the chief disciple can practice. In his opinion, even if Zhou Yuan has sixth-grade source energy, he should be suppressed by it.

However, although he was puzzled and angry, Fan Yao had experienced many battles and quickly calmed down his emotions. He glanced at Zhou Yuan with a cold look, and suddenly closed his hands to form a magic seal.

Buzz!

The blood-red origin energy swept out from his body overwhelmingly, and the entire world was filled with bloody energy.

Since there is no advantage in pure Origin Qi competition, let's win with Origin Technique. As the chief of the Blood Temple, Fan Yao has been practicing in the Holy Palace for many years. If you don't believe it, you still can't deal with a newcomer who has just joined Cangxuan Sect for a few years. chief.

"Poison Blood Dragon Technique!"

The billowing blood-red Origin Qi surged around Fan Yao and quickly condensed to form a huge blood dragon. Moreover, around the blood dragon, there was poisonous gas surging, and the aura was unparalleled.

This "Poisonous Blood Dragon Technique" is a low-grade Tianyuan Technique that Fan Yao is very good at. He has been immersed in it for many years, and it is already very close to the perfect level and powerful.

Fan Yao shouted violently, and saw the blood dragon roaring out with billowing poisonous gas, and attacked Zhou Yuan. The momentum was extremely shocking.

Zhou Yuan stood in the void. He looked at the roaring poisonous blood dragon, his expression unchanged, his hands forming seals like lightning, and the origin energy in his body gathered crazily.

His mouth bulged at this point.

"Tian Yang Shen Lu, Tian Yang Fire!"

The next moment, his mouth suddenly opened, and for a moment, dark golden flames roared out of his mouth like dragon's breath, directly colliding with the poisonous blood dragon.

This dark golden Tianyang Fire represents Zhou Yuan's Tianyang Divine Record, which has reached the state of perfection.

The temperature of the entire world rose at this time, and the bloody smell was swept away.

Tsk!

The dark gold flame collided with the blood dragon, and as the flames rose, the poisonous gas around the blood dragon was directly burned away, and the blood dragon also shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After just ten breaths, the blood dragon was burned into nothingness.

The dark gold flames still had residual power, roaring away at the gloomy-looking Fan Yao.

Fan Yao waved his sleeves, and the blood-red Origin Qi formed a screen of light in front of him, resisting the remaining dark golden flames. He was about to speak, but saw Zhou Yuan's mouth bulging again.

"Tian Yang Fire!"

Another mouthful of dark golden flame dragon breath roared out, hitting Fan Yao hard on his head and face.

Fan Yao did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly activated the origin energy in his body, and another poisonous blood dragon took shape, and he hurriedly faced it.

boom! boom!

In mid-air, the golden flames and the blood dragon collided continuously, and the aftermath was extremely violent.

The Source Qi shock wave raged, and Fan Yao retreated with a gloomy expression. However, he immediately felt something moving behind him. He glanced around and saw countless lakes being moved by invisible forces, turning into giant hands, and slapping them fiercely. Down.

The giant hand came silently, without any fluctuation of Origin Qi.

"The power of the soul?!" Fan Yao's eyes darkened.

Obviously, Zhou Yuan began to launch an offensive with all his strength, intending to seize the initiative.

Fan Yao stamped his foot, and the blood-red Origin Qi shot up into the sky, forming a blood-red giant hand that collided with the six-color lake water giant hand.

Wow!

The two shattered at the same time, and the lake water suddenly turned into a torrential rain, pouring down.

Zhou Yuan stood in the middle of the rainstorm. When it was about a few feet away from his body, the rainstorm automatically bounced away, as if it was blocked by invisible force.

Between his brows, his soul shook violently.

He stretched out his palm and pointed it at Fan Yao from a distance. Between his eyebrows, the power of the soul in the late stage of reality burst out without reservation.

"Soul shock!"

Buzz!

The invisible soul suddenly shot out. The speed was far faster and more sudden than the source energy offensive. Therefore, even before Fan Yao could react, the majestic power of the invisible soul shot out. It was a fierce bombardment.

Buzz!

The spirit's attack did not have any shocking momentum, but Fan Yao's expression suddenly changed at this moment. Although his body did not suffer any damage, his face suddenly became distorted.

There was severe pain between his eyebrows, as if he was about to be torn apart.

That was caused by the shock to the soul.

A strong dizziness burst out from his mind, almost making his head explode. Fortunately, Fan Yao was not an ordinary person. At the same time as he was hit, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and spurted out a mouthful of blood. , and then penetrated between the eyebrows, forming a blood-red line there.

The feeling of severe pain in the soul gradually dissipated.

boom!

But just when he stopped feeling severe pain, he noticed the rapid sound of breaking wind in front of him. He immediately felt a chill in his heart and screamed inwardly that it was terrible.

Zhou Yuan's figure rushed towards him like a ghost, his fingers clenched into fists, his skin shimmering with jade light, and silver light blooming in his bones.

boom!

His face was cold, and with one punch, he used huge power to directly seize Fan Yao's flaw and hit his vital parts fiercely.

In his haste, Fan Yao could only use blood-red Origin Qi to form a layer of Origin Qi light curtain in front of him.

Click!

However, when Zhou Yuan's punch fell, the Source Qi light curtain instantly shattered, and the punch hit Fan Yao's chest. He spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and fell down in an awkward shape. Long traces were drawn on the surface of Caihu Lake.

The battle here was also seen by many interested people at the first time, and countless exclamations broke out from the world.

Those eyes, with deep shock, looked at Zhou Yuan's figure in the sky. Apparently, they did not expect that in the confrontation between Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao, the first person to be injured would be the latter...

In the other two battle circles, Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang also noticed this situation. Although Jin Zhang was also shocked, considering Zhou Yuan's many miracles before, he was able to accept it for a while.

Instead, Tang Xiaoyan opened her rosy mouth, her beautiful eyes full of shock.

Obviously this scene had a big impact on her.

In mid-air, Zhou Yuan looked down at the figure on the lake. Although he had gained the advantage before, he did not relax because he could feel the figure of Fan Yao below, and there seemed to be an extremely astonishing source of energy in his body. A storm is brewing.

The blood-red air flow slowly rose from Fan Yao's body. He raised his head little by little, and his originally slightly scarlet pupils turned completely blood-red at this time.

There was even blood flowing out of the corners of his eyes, which looked extremely terrifying.

An indescribable violent murderous intention emanated from his body.

Obviously, being hurt by Zhou Yuan before had completely angered the chief disciple who ranked third in the Holy Palace...

The blood-red air flow gathered on Fan Yao's body, and finally formed a huge blood-red shadow about a thousand feet long. The blood shadow was like a blood demon. When it appeared, Zhou Yuan felt that the blood in his body seemed to be filled with blood. At this point it became chaotic.

Zhou Yuan's expression became solemn.

In the distance, when Tang Xiaoyan saw the strange blood shadow, her pretty face changed, and she hurriedly shouted: "Zhou Yuan, be careful, that is the most powerful source technique of the Blood Temple of the Holy Palace..."

Before her voice fell, Zhou Yuan heard an extremely gloomy and cold voice slowly rang out from Fan Yao's mouth below.

"Big! Blood! Demon! Technique!"

(Two updates today.)