Venerable Yuan

Above Liucai Lake, under the countless horrified eyes, Fan Yao grabbed the blood corpse transformed by Ning Mo in his hands. As he frantically sucked the blood from the latter's body, the origin energy fluctuations erupted from his body. , is also rising at an alarming rate.

That sudden increase in speed caused a dramatic change in Tang Xiaoyan's pretty face not far away.

"Fan Yao, you are really crazy! You can even use such methods!" Tang Xiaoyan bit her silver teeth and shouted.

Fan Yao's methods are unacceptable anywhere. After all, the blood corpse was transformed by Ning Mo. After all, they are brothers from the same sect. Now he dares to suck the blood of the same sect!

Wang Yuan, another chief of the Holy Palace, looked at this scene with somewhat complicated eyes. What Fan Yao performed was an extremely vicious secret technique of the Blood Temple, which used blood to enhance his own strength in a short period of time. However, this technique was too It was very vicious and had serious side effects, so even the disciples of the Blood Temple rarely practiced.

Not to mention using it on fellow disciples...

But he also understood that in the current situation, Fan Yao was forced to do nothing. Zhou Yuan's strength exceeded all of their expectations...

If their Holy Palace loses to Cangxuan Sect here, and if they meet other saints later, they will probably have no way to explain, especially the saint son of Blood Temple, but Zhan Taiqing!

As disciples of the Holy Palace, they all know the temperament of the second-ranked Holy Son. Even though she looks charming, her ruthlessness and inhumanity are the same as those of other Holy Sons. Deeply fearful of it.

Because of this, if she knew that Fan Yao had been defeated by Zhou Yuan, Fan Yao's fate might not be too good. Therefore, Fan Yao must do whatever it takes to kill Zhou Yuan here to strengthen their blood. The prestige of the temple.

In the sky, the body of the bloody corpse withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into gray ashes, flying away.

Fan Yao's hair was disheveled, his pupils were shining with blood, and the blood streaks on his body were squirming like insects. Under his skin, there were even blood bubbles that stirred up, then exploded, and the smelly blood spattered out.

At this time, Fan Yao was like a monster.

However, the source energy fluctuations that erupted from his body were so powerful that it was quite astonishing, and the space around him seemed to be somewhat distorted.

He slowly raised his head, his bloody eyes locked on Zhou Yuan, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his voice was so cold that even the air seemed to freeze.

"I didn't expect that I, Fan Yao, would be forced to this point by you..."

Zhou Yuan's eyes also became solemn at this time. Fan Yao in this state also made him feel a strong aura of danger.

"Zhou Yuan, let's join forces!" Tang Xiaoyan shouted tenderly. The blood corpse had been sucked by Fan Yao, so she could free up her hands to help Zhou Yuan.

boom!

However, the moment her voice fell, Fan Yao's origin energy exploded, and his figure disappeared directly from the spot.

"Be careful!" Zhou Yuan's eyes narrowed and he shouted.

Tang Xiaoyan also sensed something was wrong and retreated suddenly.

Uh-huh!

But as soon as she retreated, the ghostly figure of Fan Yao appeared directly above her, with scarlet eyes and a ferocious smile on his lips.

"Tang Xiaoyan, since you want to die, then I will help you first!"

He slapped the palm, and the blood-red Origin Qi swept out from his palm like a mountain. The momentum was terrifying. When the palm fell, the Liucai Lake below was slapped with a huge palm print.

Tang Xiaoyan also had Origin Qi rising up in her body, and she used all her strength to form a heavy defense in front of her.

boom!

However, those defenses were as fragile as paper under Fan Yao's palm at this time. In just a few breaths, they were torn apart like a piece of paper, and then the violent Origin Qi bombarded Tang Xiaoyan's arm in front of her. .

Click!

A crisp sound sounded, Tang Xiaoyan's pretty face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Tan's mouth. Her delicate body was sprayed out in a mess, and her slender arms were a little twisted.

"Senior Sister!" Outside the Liucai Lake, the female disciples from the Baihua Fairy Palace saw this scene and their faces turned pale.

Luluo also had a look of anxiety in her eyes. She had a good relationship with Tang Xiaoyan, so she was naturally worried about her safety.

Uh-huh!

After Fan Yao succeeded in striking, not only did he not give up, but he shot out again, trying to kill Tang Xiaoyan directly as quickly as possible.

His speed was extremely fast at this time. In a blink of an eye, he had caught up with Tang Xiaoyan, and the terrifying Origin Qi gathered in his palm again.

When Tang Xiaoyan saw this, she felt a little desperate, but she did not give up. Instead, she bit her silver teeth and a decisive look appeared in her eyes, and she was about to activate her source energy to fight with this Fan Yao.

However, just when he was about to take action, a figure appeared from behind him, stretched out his arms, wrapped his arms around the slender waist, and then turned into a shadow, quickly retreating.

Directly avoiding Fan Yao's pursuit.

Tang Xiaoyan was startled when someone grabbed her waist. Just as the source of energy in her body was about to surge, the arms around her waist relaxed and put her down.

She quickly turned her head, and then her eyes met Zhou Yuan standing aside.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Yuan looked at her.

Tang Xiaoyan's fair cheeks were slightly red, she shook her head and said softly: "Thank you very much."

Zhou Yuan waved his hand and said: "Don't confront him head-on. He is very strong now."

Not far away, Fan Yao stood in the sky. He tilted his head slightly and looked at Zhou Yuan and Tang Xiaoyan. He said with a joking smile: "It's already this time, are you still in the mood to play hero and save the beauty?"

The voice was full of sarcasm.

But then he waved his hand and said lazily: "Forget it, since you have this intention, then I will help you... Let you be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, what do you think?"

Zhou Yuan said calmly: "It's not a good thing to be happy too soon... You must not be in this state for long, right?"

Fan Yao raised his palm, and there was terrifying blood-red origin energy swirling and condensing in his palm. He said lightly: "Don't worry, it will take enough time to kill you, and then I will wash the disciples of your two sects with blood."

Fan Yao turned to Tang Xiaoyan and said, "Tang Xiaoyan, have you ever regretted your cooperation with this useless Cangxuan Sect?"

Tang Xiaoyan sneered: "Who dares to cooperate with you as a person who drinks the blood of his entire family?"

Fan Yao shrugged indifferently and said: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit."

"But your words remind me that in order to preserve my reputation, it seems that after I deal with you, I have to bury all the disciples of your two sects in this six-color lake."

The killing intent in his words was so strong that it made people feel frightened.

Facing such a cruel Fan Yao, even Tang Xiaoyan's pretty face turned pale.

Zhou Yuan, on the other hand, looked as calm as ever. He said slowly: "It seems that you think you are sure to win?"

"Otherwise?" Fan Yao said with a smile.

"Just leave it to me, you don't have to interfere." Zhou Yuan said to Tang Xiaoyan.

Tang Xiaoyan hesitated, but finally nodded, although she was extremely skeptical of Zhou Yuan's words...

Fan Yao crossed his arms across his chest and stared at Zhou Yuan playfully, seeming to be very interested in where the latter's confidence came from.

Uh-huh!

Under Fan Yao's gaze, as soon as Zhou Yuan's voice fell, he suddenly turned into a ray of light and shadow and shot out, and then galloped away towards the outside of Liucai Lake under the gaze of countless astonished eyes.

Wow!

There was a lot of uproar quietly, because at this time Zhou Yuan looked like... running away?

Fan Yao was also startled, and then he stopped laughing. He looked at Tang Xiaoyan, who was also stunned, and said with a smile: "Is he planning to abandon you and run away?"

Tang Xiaoyan said nothing. She looked at the figure that was quickly disappearing, and her heart couldn't help but sink.

Fan Yao sighed and said: "Don't worry, I said I would make you a desperate mandarin duck, how can I let him live alone?"

Uh-huh!

As soon as his voice fell, his figure disappeared again, and a blur of light and shadow flowed through the void, chasing Zhou Yuan at an extremely fast speed.

His speed was extremely fast, and the distance between the two was closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But anyone could see that Zhou Yuan would never be able to escape the pursuit.

Jin Zhang's figure also appeared next to Tang Xiaoyan. The latter looked at him, hesitated and said, "What is he doing?"

Obviously he couldn't believe that Zhou Yuan really abandoned them and ran away.

Jin Zhang was silent for a moment and said, "He is not that kind of person."

Tang Xiaoyan also nodded slightly, with doubts in her eyes. She also felt that Zhou Yuan was not that kind of person, so what on earth was he doing right now?

All eyes inside and outside Liucai Lake were focused on the two figures running away and chasing each other...

call out!

Under the gaze of those eyes, dozens of breaths later, Zhou Yuan's figure turned around and fell directly into the ancient mountain forest.

His figure fell from the sky and landed on the solid ground.

In front of him, Fan Yao's figure also flashed out. He looked around and suddenly said, "So you want to find a suitable cemetery for yourself?"

"The environment here is pretty good."

Zhou Yuan ignored him and took a deep breath. Then he squatted down and placed his palms lightly on the ground.

Seeing his behavior, Fan Yao frowned, feeling vaguely uneasy.

"Forget it, there's no point in continuing to play with you, I'll just kill you." He said and stepped out.

Zhou Yuan lowered his head and stared at his palm. At this moment, in his palm, there was a sacred pattern exuding a mysterious aura, slowly emerging from the flesh and blood.

boom!

The earth began to shake slightly at this time.

Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a murmur in his heart.

"Let me see your power..."

"Earth Holy Pattern!"