The Tianluo chessboard fell from before his eyes, directly causing De Yanxu to feel a chill from the bottom of his feet to the Tianling Gai.
He didn't expect that Zhou Yuan actually had such a powerful seal source technique in his hands, and even his sacred objects of the double lotus rank were sealed.
Although he could sense that the seal was temporary, but in this situation, without the protection of the Tianluo chessboard, he would really be in some trouble here.
And when his mind was turning, Zhou Yuan didn't give him more time, and when his mind moved, the last few meteorites that contained a small space came whizzing.
Yanxu's complexion changed slightly, his figure was illusory, retreating like lightning, his figure was imaginary and real, as if he was in the boundary between substance and illusion.
At the same time, his hands were sealed, and between his eyebrows, there was a holy pupil slowly opening.
Within that holy pupil, nine stars shined.
A mysterious light whizzed out from the holy pupil, and then nine huge beards were formed, and the beard fluttered gently with the holy pupil as the center.
"Dragon Beard Fire!"
When the light beard appeared, Yanbeard suddenly screamed. The next moment, there was a golden flame swept out of the holy pupil. The flame was slender and swaying like a dragon's beard, exuding extremely terrifying temperature. Ordinary flames, just falling into a small space on one side, I am afraid that they can melt all of them, and the power can be overbearing.
puff! puff!
The dragon's whiskers roared out and collided with the falling small space meteorite. At the moment of impact, there was a harsh sound, and the space meteorites melted suddenly, turning into fiery red magma and splashing through the void.
boom!
But it didn't wait for the Yanxu to breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly the sky shattered, and a giant fist was suddenly slammed down. On top of that giant fist, a vast mighty force was wrapped.
Boom!
The Weili Ju Fist blasted away dozens of slender dragon beard fires simply and neatly, and then directly blasted the illusory and substantive body of Yansu in a arrogant and domineering posture.
The Yanbeard figure was blown away for thousands of miles, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but although he looked extremely embarrassed, his illusory body obviously resolved most of the attacks.
"It's really hard to beat."
Zhou Yuan looked at Yanbeard, who was suppressed the whole time, but was always alive and kicking. He couldn't help shaking his head. The vitality of the saint was too tenacious. If he couldn't kill the saint lotus, even if he left a drop of holy blood , It can also be reborn quickly.
"Zhou Yuan, you want to kill me, it's just a foolish dream!" That Yan beard and face was gray, but he was still roaring ferociously.
"The time is now with me. As long as I can hold you back some time, when the ancient sage palm arrives, you will not be able to survive or die!"
Zhou Yuan ignored his roar, although he also understood that what the other party said was indeed correct. In such a short period of time, it was indeed not easy for him to kill an ancient sage with double lotus.
However, being unable to kill it does not mean that Zhou Yuan really has no means to clean it up.
Zhou Yuan stared indifferently at the roaring Yanbeard, his cold gaze made the latter suddenly feel a little uneasy.
And while he was uneasy, Zhou Yuan shook his palm, a black light circulated on his fingertips, and finally lay quietly in his palm.
That mottled pen body is naturally a Tianyuan pen.
Zhou Yuan flicked his finger, and the Tian Yuan pen flexibly shot out, turning around his body a few times, and then it swelled in the wind, turning into the size of Zhang Xu.
Zhou Yuan looked at the Tianyuan pen floating in front of him, his face became gentle, and there was a little smile in his eyes.
"Old man, have you followed me for many years?"
His palm gently stroked the mottled pen body, he seemed to think of something, his eyes darkened slightly, and he whispered: "After coming out of that space back then, now, only you are by my side."
When he walked out of the space where Master Cangyuan was, Zhou Yuan took Yaoyao, Tun Tun and Tian Yuan pen with him.
And now, Yaoyao and Tun Tun are both in a closed sleep, beside him, only Tian Yuan pen is still with him.
Buzzing!
The Tianyuan pen was alive and vibrated slightly, seeming to be comforting.
Zhou Yuan rallied and said with a smile: "When Master Cang Yuan gave you to me, you were also severely injured and fell into an ordinary thing. I said at the time that one day, you will surely make you heavy. Back to the top."
"And now... it should be your reputation for Tianyuan Pen, resounding through the heavens again."
The palm of his hand was stroked slowly, and as the palm of his palm passed by, only the ancient origin patterns on it became brighter one after another.
The first pattern, civil and military.
The second pattern, erosion.
The third pattern, Wanhua.
The fourth pattern, ten thousand whales.
The fifth pattern, broken source.
The sixth pattern, swallow the soul.
The seventh pattern, promotion.
The eighth pattern, origin soul.
The eight source patterns bloomed with profound light, and the terrifying power condensed into layers of magical auras. Zhou Yuan stared at them. These eight source patterns witnessed his cultivation path, from the beginning of the eight veins to the present day Lord.
The palm of his hand stroked the ninth source pattern.
Hum!
At this moment, thousands of brilliance burst out, and there is a vast source of energy between the sky and the earth, which is constantly converging against the Tianyuan pen.
There was thunder in the sky and the earth, rumbling and shaking in every corner of this space.
Everyone can clearly feel that an extremely powerful force of coercion has swept out of the Yuanbi that day, raging across the sky.
Yanxu's complexion in the distance also changed drastically at this time, because he could feel that the fully awakened Tianyuan pen was not weaker than his Tianluo chessboard in terms of rank!
Moreover, his Tianluo chessboard is more rule-based and defensive, but this Tianyuan pen is obviously more aggressive!
At this time Zhou Yuan had the upper hand, if he had the help of such sacred objects, it would be even more powerful!
And just as Yanxu's complexion changed, the ninth pattern of the Tianyuan pen was completely lit up. At this moment, the holy source soldiers who had followed Master Cang Yuan's many battles have finally completely restored their former glory.
Zhou Yuan held the Tianyuan pen in his hand, and he could feel the joyful emotions emanating from the pen body, and he himself was also infected, and a smile appeared on his face.
Then, he raised his head and locked Yanbeard with a smile.
It's just that Yanbeard felt a bitter chill under his smile. The next moment, his figure suddenly turned into a streamer and burst into the air. Seeing this posture, he was actually planning to escape this sea space!
Obviously, the perception of the saint made him aware of a dangerous aura.
Zhou Yuan looked at the Yanbeard who was about to flee, holding the Tianyuan pen in both hands, the majestic and mighty force was poured into it, and the nine source patterns bloomed with countless brilliance, illuminating every corner of this space.
"Tianyuan pen, ninth pattern..."
Accompanied by Zhou Yuan's whisper, all the nine source patterns are all flowing down, and finally converging at the tip of the pen.
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There seems to be a black spot like ink, emerging from the tip of the pen.
The black light spot was extremely black and pure, it seemed that even light could be swallowed.
Zhou Yuan stared at the strange black spot, and then slowly spit out the name of the ninth pattern: "Tian Yuan."
Hum!
The black light spot fell off the pen tip, like a drop of water falling on the surface of the lake, and it waved slightly, and then... disappeared out of thin air.
But at the moment of disappearing, the Yanbeard pupils that were about to escape from this space shrank suddenly, because he saw that in front of it, the void was broken, and a black spot about the size of a fist flew toward him and hit it. On his chest.
At the time of the impact, there was no earth-shaking sound, but everyone was horrified to see that the flesh of the Yan-beard suddenly appeared distorted at this time, and the black spot of light was like a black hole. At the moment of contact, the Yan-yan was lost. Must be swallowed in.
Zhou Yuan's figure appeared in front of the black light spot at this time. He stretched out his palm, and the black light ball hovered on the palm. It was dark and deep inside, but he was able to sense that it was in the deepest part of the black light ball. , That Yanbeard was like being covered by a black ocean, no matter how he roared and struggled, it was difficult to get rid of it.
In the sea space, the saints on the side of the holy race and the heavens stopped their hands because of the confrontation between Zhou Yuan and Yanbeard. When they looked at this side, their faces were all moved.
"This is the Tianyuan Black Realm..." Zhuan Zhu looked at the black spot of light floating on Zhou Yuan's palm, his expression becoming more solemn.
The so-called black world of Tianyuan is derived from the ninth pattern of Tianyuan pen Tianyuan. It is said that this pattern forms a strange world by itself, and it is filled with darkness, which can be regarded as a dark prison.
This prison can imprison the saints!
In that ancient period, there were no lack of saints trapped in them, so this Tianyuan Black Realm has also left a sordid name.
Only later, in a great war, Master Cang Yuan, who was in charge of the Tianyuan pen, was targeted by an ancient sage of the holy family. The broken Tianyuan pen gradually disappeared from the heavens.
Unexpectedly, today, it will reappear in Zhou Yuan's hands.
"This is the Tianyuan Black Realm!"
"Zhou Yuan, even this black world can only imprison me temporarily. As long as the blessings on your body weaken, I will be able to get out of trouble!"
"You want to use this Tianyuan Black Realm to kill me, it's just a foolish dream!"
Ripples bloomed in the black ball of light, and a faint roar with yan beard came out.
Zhou Yuan's eyes were indifferent, and he said faintly: "The Heavenly Origin Black Realm is indeed more of imprisonment, but now that you have fallen into my hands, is there no way to concoct you?"
"I have a method here, which actually matches the Tianyuan Black Realm extremely well."
He stretched out his palm, the void between his palms was slightly twisted, and finally an ancient gourd appeared in his palm. The gourd was ancient and primitive, exuding a unique charm.
It is the chaotic refining holy gourd!
The Tianyuan Black Realm has the power of imprisonment, but the chaos refining the holy gourd has the power of refining the holy!
Together, it's a perfect match!
Zhou Yuan flicked his fingers, and the black ball of light floated up, and then landed at the mouth of the Liansheng Gourd.
At this time, the Yanbeard who was imprisoned in the black world seemed to perceive something, and immediately issued a furious and crazy roar.
"Zhou Yuan, you can't kill me!"
"Wait, the ancient sage palm will be here soon, and he will save me when that happens!"
His roar hasn't completely fallen yet, and the black ball of light has submerged in the holy gourd.
All sounds stopped abruptly.
And those many gazes looked at this scene, whether it was the saints or the powerhouses of the heavens, they couldn't help taking a sip of water, their eyes shocked.
They understood that this sage of Yanbeard, who had a great reputation among the saints, was really planted in Zhou Yuan's hands this time.