Venerable Yuan

Violent roars shook crazily in the void.

The crimson chains were winding up layer by layer like a giant python, directly burying all of Zhou Yuan's body. On those red chains, mottled and mysterious traces squirmed, exuding a special charm.

In Cangxuan Tian, ​​the hearts of countless spectators suddenly jumped up at this moment. The physical collision between the two people before was really like the collision between two gods of destruction. But now, it is obvious that it is still a saint. The Master of Yuan Palace was superior and trapped Zhou Yuan.

"Zhou Yuan, you are trapped by the Dragon Binding Wuji Lock. No matter how strong your body is, it will be decomposed into rotten flesh today!"

Palace Master Shengyuan's eyes were cold and stern, his hands formed seals like lightning, and the majestic murderous intent swept out along with a low cry: "Saint Mark Erosion!"

Buzz!

As its seals were formed, the mysterious mottled traces on the layers of red chains like giant pythons bloomed with red light at this time, and then gathered like swimming fish, continuously facing the quilt. Zhou Yuan, who was bound in the depths, swept away.

Upon seeing this, the Master of the Shengyuan Palace had a sneer on his lips.

As long as the holy mark invades the body, no matter how strong Zhou Yuan's body is, it will be turned into dirty blood under the erosion of the holy mark.

call out!

However, before the sneer on the lips of the Lord of Shengyuan Palace lasted long, wisps of silver light suddenly shot out from deep within the layers of red chains.

Such a change immediately caused the Master of the Shengyuan Palace to freeze his eyes, and he did not hesitate to speed up the erosion of the holy marks.

But this did not stop the silver light from leaking out. The wisps of silver light seemed to be all-pervasive, and as the silver light became stronger and stronger, there seemed to be a deep voice coming from the depths.

"Eight-armed...Celestial Spirit King!"

boom!

The next moment, billions of silver lights burst out overwhelmingly, and the layers of crimson chains like giant pythons seemed to be shaken apart by a huge force.

A silver sun rose, and countless shocked glances were cast away.

In the bright silver sun, there seemed to be a burly giant-like figure standing in the air. The figure was about ten feet tall, and its body was covered with mysterious silver lines. Eight giant silver arms appeared behind it. Stirring the origin of heaven and earth.

The silver giant shadow seemed to be a giant spirit god, filled with overwhelming pressure.

Palace Master Shengyuan looked at Zhou Yuan in this form with a dull look. With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that the silver patterns on Zhou Yuan's body and the eight silver arms should be a kind of holy object.

Those silver lines, in a sense, have the same destination as his stigmata.

In other words, that layer of armor-like silver patterns can be regarded as an external semi-holy body... and this thing combined with Zhou Yuan's holy dragon body is enough to push Zhou Yuan's power to a A level that even the Master of Shengyuan Palace did not dare to underestimate.

"This boy..."

Palace Master Shengyuan frowned slowly, finally sensing some trouble.

boom!

But before he could say anything, the silver giant's cold gaze was already projected on him. The next moment, he stepped on the sole of his foot, and in the broken void, his figure disappeared out of thin air.

The Lord of Shengyuan Palace had a cold expression on his face. He waved his sleeves and robe, and the space seemed to be distorted layer by layer at this moment. As soon as he stepped back, he retreated into multiple spaces to cover his true body.

Boom!

However, even though he covered himself with layers of space, a stream of light still rushed in with an extremely arrogant attitude, directly crashing through the layers of space, and appeared in Shengyuan Palace in just one breath. Main front.

"Why are you running?! Aren't you trying to compete with the physical body? Come on!"

A ferocious smile appeared on Zhou Yuan's face covered with mysterious silver patterns. The next moment, his fists were like cannons, directly blasting the space, enveloping countless space fragments, and swept towards the Lord of Shengyuan Palace.

The terrifying power shook, and the Master of the Shengyuan Palace looked cold. He also struck out with a palm, like a white jade palm. It seemed that there was no fireworks, but it also contained the power of destruction.

boom!

The fists and palms collided, and the torrent of power swept away, directly shattering the space between the two of them. However, before the Shengyuan Palace Master could initiate the offensive again, the eight silver giant arms behind Zhou Yuan were suddenly clenched. He formed a fist, wrapped in a torrential silver light, and hit the Lord of Shengyuan Palace fiercely.

Bang!

There was a low muffled explosion, and the body of Palace Master Shengyuan was directly blasted backwards. The space along the way continued to explode, and the harsh sonic booms resounded throughout the sky.

Zhou Yuan succeeded in the attack without any intention of stopping. He took a step forward and his figure turned into silver light and chased him upwards. The next moment, the silver giant arm turned into countless silver light afterimages and poured out crazily.

It's like the roar of cannon fire all over the sky!

That kind of offensive made countless people thirsty, and even some powerful people in the legal field felt chilled all over. In their perception, just one of those silver fists could probably kill them completely. A blast at the bottom.

But now in the silver torrent, there are almost a thousand fist shadows. Ten thousand rays gathered together really have the power to overturn the world.

At this time, they completely understood how valuable the title of Zhou Yuan, the number one person among the saints in the heavens, was.

Under Zhou Yuan's almost crazy and majestic offensive, even the Master of Shengyuan Palace couldn't help but become a little embarrassed. Naturally, he was not afraid of Zhou Yuan's fists, but those eight silver arms were fierce and fierce, like The Demonic God's Arm often attacks with eight punches piercing through the void at the same time, covering the void in all directions. With such majestic power, coupled with Zhou Yuan's own holy dragon body, even he is instantly blasted to the point of shaking his energy and blood.

The face of Palace Master Shengyuan also became increasingly gloomy under this situation.

Although he didn't look down on Zhou Yuan much, he also had strong confidence in himself. He felt that with his semi-saint power, he could suppress Zhou Yuan.

But Zhou Yuan finally used his own strength to make him understand that the so-called first person among saints was not an unearned reputation.

Today's battle is related to his future prospects and the plans of the Saint Clan. Although neither the heavens nor the saints of the Saint Clan can enter Cang Xuantian at this time, the saints from both sides are definitely watching the battle here.

So no matter what he said, this rampant boy had to be suppressed!

Palace Master Shengyuan crossed his arms in front of him to resist the falling of the eight arms. His figure trembled and flew out upside down.

He stabilized his body and slowly raised his head to look at the ferocious eight-armed demonic figure in the distance. As his eyes opened and closed, there was a heart-stopping killing intent.

But at this time, a lot of nonsense was saved. Originally, he thought he didn't need to use real methods, but now it seems that he overestimated himself and underestimated this ant in his eyes...

The Master of Shengyuan Palace had no expression on his face. He stretched out his palm, and wisps of light appeared in his palm. At this moment, the restless world source energy suddenly became quiet.

Zhou Yuan could feel that at this moment, the Origin Qi between heaven and earth seemed to have some resistance to him, making it difficult for him to mobilize.

Moreover, the layers of heaven and earth energy were constantly pressing towards him, making him feel like he was in a sticky mire.

However, these changes did not frighten Zhou Yuan. At this stage of his cultivation, he was already like a world, so even if he did not mobilize the source of heaven and earth from the outside, he still had infinite power.

What he cared about was the mysterious halo in the palm of the Lord Shengyuan Palace.

I saw there, accompanied by a kind of sacred and vast power, a holy lotus bud that was like a substance slowly rose from the palm of his hand.

When the holy lotus bud appeared, even Zhou Yuan's eyes couldn't help but shrink.

And in the heavens, the gazes projected by many powerful beings also moved slightly, and there were whispers.

"It turned out to be the bud of the Holy Lotus..."

"Has he reached this point on the road to becoming a saint..."

"In this case, Zhou Yuan is in some trouble..."