clang!
Over Liucai Lake, the Tianyuan pen wrapped in the majestic golden origin energy whizzed down, and it collided fiercely with the white bone ghost claw stick. The crisp sound resounded, and ripples of power visible to the naked eye rippled, distorting the void. .
Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao's gazes intertwined, killing intently.
In the next moment, both sides made a bold move.
The pen shadows and stick shadows in the sky roared, pouring out like a rainstorm, and the low and low sound in the sky continued to explode. In that short time of less than tens of breaths, the two directly fought for hundreds of rounds.
That kind of confrontation does not have any tricks, it is completely based on its own source of energy.
Obviously, that Fan Yao had a strong confidence in his own Origin Qi, and thought that Zhou Yuan could be overwhelmed by this, but Zhou Yuan was not afraid at all. Although speaking of the number of Origin Qi stars in the Qi Palace, perhaps he was better than Fan Yao. It’s a bit worse, but Genesis Qi’s combat effectiveness is powerful, not just relying on the number of Genesis Qi stars...
Although his Sky-Through-Sky Xuanjiao Qi is currently only a sixth-grade source qi, it is definitely comparable to some seventh-grade source qi in terms of quality.
Fan Yao's blood-red Origin Qi was also a sixth rank, but it was far from Zhou Yuan's Sky-Through-Sky Profound Flood Qi.
Therefore, Fan Yao had more Origin Qi stars, but in terms of quality, it was Zhou Yuan who won.
boom! boom! boom!
In the sky, the two faced each other for hundreds of rounds in a very short period of time. The intensity of that intensity made many people smack secretly, but they could also see that the confrontation between the two was somewhat indistinguishable. .
This made them quite surprised. After all, from the perspective of Origin Qi, it was obvious that Fan Yao had the advantage, but in reality, it was not the case.
clang!
In the sky, the Tianyuan pen and the bone stick once again touched fiercely, ripples swept away, and then the two figures were shocked and shot backwards.
Zhou Yuan steadied his figure and stared at Fan Yao. The latter's strength was indeed very strong. When he fought with Ning Mo before, he could suppress it only by relying on his own origin energy, but now he can only do it against Fan Yao. To flat.
However, compared with Zhou Yuan's expression, Fan Yao's face seemed to be darker. He didn't expect that his own Origin Qi foundation advantage would not even have the slightest effect.
"This kid's origin qi is obviously only sixth-rank, why can he always suppress my "blood demon origin qi"?" Fan Yao was a little angry. The sixth-rank origin qi he cultivated, even in the holy palace, Only the chief disciple can cultivate. In his opinion, even if Zhou Yuan is also a sixth-grade Origin Qi, he should be suppressed by it.
However, even though he was puzzled and angry, after all, Fan Yao had gone through a lot of battles, and he quickly reduced his emotions. He glanced at Zhou Yuan with a cold look, and suddenly closed his hands, forming a seal of dharma.
Hum!
The blood-red source qi swept out of his body, and the whole world was filled with bloody qi.
Since the pure Genesis Qi competition is not dominant, then use the Genesis Technique to win. As the chief of the Blood Temple, Fan Yao has been practicing in the Holy Palace for many years. If he doesn't believe it, he can't deal with a newcomer who has just entered Cangxuanzong for a few years. chief.
"Poisonous Blood Dragon Technique!"
The billowing blood-red source qi tumbling around Fan Yao, quickly condensing, forming a huge blood dragon, and there is poisonous gas surging around the blood dragon, and its aura is fierce.
This "poisonous blood dragon technique" is a low-grade Fan Yao is very good at
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Heavenly Origin Technique, he has been immersed in this for many years, and is already extremely close to the level of Consummation, and he is powerful.
Fan Yao shouted violently, and saw the blood dragon roaring out with billowing poison gas and attacking Zhou Yuan. The momentum was astonishing.
Zhou Yuan stood in the void. He looked at the roaring poisonous blood dragon, his expression unchanged, his hands were also imprinted like lightning, and the source energy inside his body gathered madly.
His mouth bulged at this moment.
"Tianyang Shenlu, Tianyang Fire!"
The next moment, his mouth suddenly opened, and for a while, the dark golden flame resembled a dragon's breath, whizzing out from his mouth, directly hitting the poisonous blood dragon.
This dark golden sky sun fire, representing Zhou Yuan's Tianyang Shenlu, had reached the perfect state.
The temperature of the entire heaven and earth rose at this time, and the bloody aura that was emitted was even swept away.
Chi Chi!
The dark gold flame collided with the blood dragon, and when the flame was rising, the poison gas around the blood dragon was directly burned out, and the blood dragon also shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a few short breaths, the blood dragon was burned into nothingness.
And the Dark Gold Flame, still remaining prestige, whizzed away at the gloomy Fan Yao.
With a wave of Fan Yao's sleeve robe, the blood-red Origin Qi formed a light curtain in front of him, resisting the remaining dark golden flames. Just as he was about to speak, Zhou Yuan's mouth was already bulging again.
"Tianyang Fire!"
Another mouthful of dark golden flame dragon's breath whizzed out, slamming his head and face at Fan Yao fiercely.
Fan Yao didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly urged the source qi in his body, and another poisonous blood dragon formed, hurriedly greeted him.
boom! boom!
In mid-air, the golden flames and the blood dragon constantly collided, and the aftermath that spread out was violent.
The Origin Qi shock wave raged away, and Fan Yao's expression retreated sullenly, but immediately he felt an abnormal movement behind him, his eyes swept away, and he saw that countless lakes were moved by invisible power, turned into giant hands, and slapped fiercely. under.
The giant hand came silently, without any source energy fluctuations.
"The power of the soul?!" Fan Yao's eyes sank.
Obviously, Zhou Yuan began to do his best to launch an offensive, intending to take the initiative.
Fan Yao stomped the soles of his feet, and the blood-red origin qi rose to the sky, forming a blood-red giant hand, and slammed into the six-color lake giant hand.
Wow!
Both shattered at the same time, and the lake suddenly turned into a torrential rain, pouring down.
Zhou Yuan stood in the midst of heavy rains, and those heavy rains bounced away automatically when they were a few feet away from his body, as if they were being obstructed by invisible force.
His eyebrows shook violently.
He stretched out his palm and pointed it at Fan Yao far away. Between his eyebrows, the power of the soul in the late stage of reality burst out at this moment without reservation.
"Soul shock!"
Hum!
The invisible soul suddenly shot out. The speed was far more swift and sudden than the Origin Qi offensive, so even before Fan Yao hadn’t reacted to it, the power of that majestic invisible soul was It was a fierce bombardment.
Hum!
Divine Soul’s attack did not have any astonishing momentum, but Fan Yao’s complexion changed instantly at this moment. Although his body was not harmed, his face was abrupt.
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Distorted.
There was a sharp pain between the eyebrows, as if about to be torn apart.
That was caused by the shock.
A strong dizziness erupted from his mind, and his head was bursting with his desire, but fortunately, Fan Yao was not a general one. At the same time as he was recruited, he bit his tongue fiercely and spewed out blood. , And then drilled between the eyebrows, where a blood-red line was formed.
The sensation of sharp pain in the soul gradually dissipated.
boom!
But when he just stopped the severe pain, he noticed that there was a rush of breaking wind in front of him, and he immediately froze and cried out badly.
Zhou Yuan's figure rushed like a ghost, his five fingers clenched into a fist, his skin shone with jade light, and his bones were full of silver awns.
boom!
With a cold expression on his face, under a punch, with a huge amount of power, he directly grasped Fan Yao's flaws and blasted his vital parts fiercely.
Fan Yao hurriedly, could only form a light curtain of Origin Qi with blood red Origin Qi in front of him.
Click!
However, Zhou Yuan's punch fell, and the light curtain of Origin Qi burst instantly, and that punch hit Fan Yao's chest. He spouted a mouthful of blood on the spot, and fell down embarrassingly. Long traces were drawn on the surface of Caihu Lake.
The battle here was also seen by many caring people for the first time, and countless exclamations broke out between the heaven and the earth.
Those eyes, with deep shock, looked at Zhou Yuan's figure in the sky. Obviously they didn't expect that Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao would be injured first in the confrontation between Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao, but it 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, given the many miracles before Zhou Yuan, it was acceptable for a while.
Instead, Tang Xiaoyan opened her ruddy little mouth, her beautiful eyes full of vibrations.
Obviously this scene caused a big impact on her.
In mid-air, Zhou Yuan looked at the figure on the lake condescendingly. Although he had gained the advantage before, he did not relax because of it, because he could feel the figure of Fan Yao below, and there seemed to be an extremely astonishing source in his body. Qi fluctuations are brewing.
The blood-red air flow slowly rose from Fan Yao's body. He raised his head little by little, and the slightly scarlet eye pupils were completely turned into blood-red color at this time.
There was even blood flowing out of the corner of his eyes, which looked terrifying.
An indescribable tyrannical killing intent radiated from his body.
Obviously, previously injured by Zhou Yuan, this chief disciple who ranked third in the Holy Palace was thoroughly angered...
The blood-red air flow converged on Fan Yao's body, and finally formed a huge blood-red shadow about a thousand feet away. The blood shadow was like a blood demon. When it appeared, Zhou Yuan felt that the blood in his body seemed to be all It became chaotic at this time.
Zhou Yuan's complexion became serious.
In the distance, Tang Xiaoyan saw the mysterious blood shadow, her pretty face changed, and she hurriedly shouted: "Be careful, Zhou Yuan, that is the strongest source technique of the Holy Palace Blood Temple..."
Her voice hadn't fallen yet, Zhou Yuan heard, a gloomy and cold voice that slowly rang from Fan Yao's mouth below.
"Big! Blood! Demon! Art!"
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