Venerable Yuan

Thousands of miles of avalanches, white torrents rushed down, covering the continuous land like a white blanket.

People in the Cangxuan Alliance looked at this scene and couldn't help but burst into thunderous cheers.

Over the years, even though Master Shengyuan Palace has never stepped out of the Holy Palace, his reputation for invincibility has spread throughout Cang Xuantian. Facing the current Master of Shengyuan Palace, even the masters of the four major holy sects Even if the teachers join forces, it will be difficult to compete with it.

However, now, the invincible Palace Master Sheng Yuan was repelled for the first time on the battlefield. Although everyone understood that he could not lose because of this, no matter what, being able to defeat Sheng Yuan was enough for him to defeat him. Countless creatures in Cang Xuantian were greatly excited. For a moment, when they looked at the slender figure in the void, their eyes were full of awe and expectation.

Perhaps, their leader, Cangxuan Alliance, really has the ability to compete with the Lord of Shengyuan Palace...

Facing the countless cheers, Zhou Yuan's expression showed no emotion. He stared at the avalanche, his eyes still full of solemnity.

The previous punch seemed violent, but it did not cause any substantial damage to Sheng Yuan, because at the moment when Zhou Yuan's power poured out, he could feel the physical body of the Lord of Sheng Yuan beyond imagination. tyrannical.

Today's battle will definitely be a bloody and bitter battle.

When these thoughts flashed through Zhou Yuan's mind, the avalanches sweeping across the thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains suddenly solidified at this moment, as if there was an indescribable force that stopped their rolling motion.

In the sea of ​​snow, vortices formed, and snowflakes formed stairs that extended all the way.

And deep in the vortex, a figure climbed up into the sky on the snowflake stairs.

That figure is naturally Sheng Yuan. At this time, he has white hair flying, and his upper body is naked. His body seems to have mottled mysterious lines. Those lines are ancient and vast, and the faint light is flickering. There was a roaring sound coming from his body.

That's blood rushing.

Boom! Boom!

A low, thunderous sound was also slowly coming out, and every vibration caused a thunderstorm to form in the void above.

That was the sound of his heartbeat.

In the Cangxuan League, the expressions of some experienced experts changed drastically, because they knew that this was a manifestation of extreme physical strength. At this moment, the physical strength of the Saint Yuan seemed to have risen to an incredible level. .

The body of the holy dragon is not inferior to Zhou Yuan at all!

"In the realm of saints, there are two major gifts. The transformation of the divine soul can be called the holy soul, and the evolution of the physical body can be called the holy body. Both of them are immortal." Under the focus of countless sights, Saint Yuan stepped forward with snowflakes. Stepping up the stairs slowly, a sound of indifference echoed throughout the world.

"Although I have not completely entered the holy realm, the saint has tempered himself with great power. This physical body can be regarded as a semi-holy body."

"So I would like to know, how strong or weak is your so-called holy dragon body compared to my semi-holy body?!"

boom!

When the last word fell, the eyes of the Lord of Shengyuan Palace suddenly turned cold. He stepped hard with the sole of his foot. The void exploded at this moment, and his figure appeared above Zhou Yuan as if teleporting. .

The master of the Shengyuan Palace looked indifferent and struck with a palm. The palm was like a thousand suns in the sky. Under the vastness, it caused the heaven and earth to become blazing.

The millions of miles of snow-capped mountains below are melting rapidly.

Zhou Yuan's expression also became solemn at this time. His five fingers clenched into fists, and the purple-gold dragon scales flashed. Accompanied by the dragon's roar, it seemed as if a purple-gold dragon rose up and directly connected with the Lord of the Shengyuan Palace. Palms collide.

Boom boom!

At the moment of collision, a storm bloomed, sweeping across the void for thousands of miles.

Boom boom boom!

The two lights and shadows collided crazily in the void at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye. In just ten breaths, they clashed thousands of times, with thunderous explosions.

The people watching the battle could no longer see the figures of the two men. They could only hear the violent thunder echoing around the world.

The impact of power that spreads down is just a wisp of aftermath, but it still makes the scalps of countless powerful people numb...

boom!

The two figures collided again like lightning, the void behind them shattered into countless space fragments, and then the two figures shot out tens of thousands of feet...

Zhou Yuan stood up in the void. At this time, his purple-gold dragon scales were slightly red, and white energy was rising. This was a sign that his physical body was operating at its peak.

"What a powerful holy body."

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath and looked solemnly. The realm of the Saint was indeed extremely magical. Even though the Saint Yuan was only a semi-Saint, the body of a Semi-Saint forged by the mighty power of the Saint was still outrageously powerful.

And the semi-holy body is already so powerful, I really don’t know how terrifying the real holy body is?

The realm of saints is indeed the realm that countless cultivators in the world dream of.

In the distance in the void, wisps of white energy were rising from the body of Palace Master Sheng Yuan. He stared at Zhou Yuan with a hint of envy in his eyes.

This Zhou Yuan has not yet come into contact with the mighty power of the saint, but he has been able to cultivate his physical body to this point. Once he really sets foot in the holy realm, it is probably difficult for ordinary saints to compete with him.

Such talents and potential are truly unique.

Such a powerful enemy cannot stay.

The cold murderous intent flowed in the eyes of the Lord of the Palace of Saint Yuan. Immediately, he suddenly closed his palms and a low roar sounded from his throat.

Gu Gu!

The blood in his body seemed to be boiling at this moment, and his skin began to turn red. As his body turned red, only the mysterious mottled marks on the surface of his body could be seen, and he was slowly squirming like a living creature at this time. stand up.

These mottled marks were formed when the saint's mighty power hammered the physical body, and the power of the holy body comes from these holy marks!

Poof!

Suddenly, the sacred marks suddenly broke out of the body, and in the rising storm, they turned into chains of red sacred marks.

Wow!

The red chain shook in the void like a giant python, and a strange sound wave came out. Anyone who heard this sound wave felt that their body seemed to be suppressed in some way. Some of the weaker ones actually screamed, because They found that their bodies began to gradually decompose at this time.

Countless people were horrified and hurriedly circulated their Origin Qi to block their ears, daring no more intrusion of sound waves.

In the void, Zhou Yuan looked at the crimson chains and frowned. For some reason, the crimson chains made him feel a great sense of threat, as if they were specifically targeted at many bodies.

"Do you feel it?"

Sheng Yuan cast his gaze and said indifferently: "No matter how strong your body is, as long as you are entangled by it, your body will break down and decompose."

"This is a method belonging to the holy realm..."

"I call it..."

"Dragon Binding Wuji Lock!"

Buzz!

The moment the sound fell, the red chains suddenly shot out, and they directly penetrated the void. No matter how Zhou Yuan dodged and retreated, it was difficult to escape their pursuit.

So, after just a few breaths, Zhou Yuan's figure suddenly froze, and a red chain wrapped around his ankle like a poisonous snake.

At the same time, other red chains rushed towards him crazily, covering Zhou Yuan in an instant.

On the red chain, there are mottled traces flowing, and the power of the saint flows. Once bound, it is difficult to break free.

The crimson chains wrapped around crazily, covering Zhou Yuan's body. The vision in front of him was quickly compressed, and gradually became dark...

However, when the darkness came completely, Zhou Yuan also slowly closed his eyes.

On the surface of its body, there is a little bit of silver light emerging.

Behind the silver light, there seemed to be an eight-armed shadow, looming.