Venerable Yuan

The beautiful figure in a white dress stands on the top of the glazed mountain top, with fluttering skirts, giving her a feeling of being as airy as a fairy.

And when this beautiful figure appeared, the world suddenly became a little heavier, as if there was an unspeakable pressure that filled the source energy of the world.

At this moment, everyone present, whether they were saints or magicians, felt a heart-stopping pressure covering their bodies, causing their souls to tremble slightly.

Many eyes filled with fear were cast towards that beautiful figure.

"That is..."

When Su Youwei, Wu Yao, Zhao Mushen and others saw that beautiful figure that made people feel awe and fear in their hearts, they concentrated slightly, and their expressions immediately changed.

"Is it Yaoyao?" Su Youwei's beautiful face was a little dignified.

Wu Yao shook her head slightly and said slowly: "I'm afraid she's not the Yaoyao you know."

"Tun Tun has now fully evolved into Zu Tao..." Zhao Mushen stared at the purple gold beast in the distance with a somewhat complicated expression: "But I feel that it has become a lot stranger than before."

He had a special connection with Tuntun, but now that he saw the purple-gold beast again, even though the latter had become more powerful, he was still unfamiliar.

Su Youwei said softly: "I heard that Zu Tao is the guardian sacred beast of the third god. Now that he has fully awakened, that means... that person is indeed not Yaoyao, but... the third god."

She turned her head and looked in the direction of Zhou Yuan in the distance. At this time, the latter was silent, like a stone statue. This made Su Youwei feel worried.

Of course she understands how Zhou Yuan feels now.

"Only when the Third God wakes up can he kill a Three Lotus Saint so easily." Wu Yao also sighed softly and said.

"But this is probably a scene that countless people in the world are looking forward to, but... for that guy, it may not be something that he wants to see."

Zhao Mu Shen was slightly silent and said: "Personal emotions are in conflict with the wishes of the heavens. This matter has made him suffer."

Su Youwei bit her red lips tightly and clenched her jade hands. Wu Yao on the side was also silent.

In the other direction, Chu Qing, Li Chunjun, Zuoqiu Qingyu, Lu Luo and others also looked at this scene with complicated expressions.

They could imagine how tormented Zhou Yuan was at this moment.

The two people who were once the most unforgettable are now like strangers. This is simply the cruelest thing in the world.

High in the sky, Cang Yuan's gaze paused for a moment at the god-like silhouette, and finally stepped out of the air, stopping a hundred feet away from the latter. He cupped his hands and said respectfully: "Thank you to the Third God for your help earlier. Help each other and kill the Ancient Saint Palm Thunder."

Immediately, he glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, this is the third god. It is our greatest hope against the saints. Why don't you pay your respects?!"

Many saints and powerful men in the legal domain looked at each other, and immediately they all bowed and worshiped with respect on their faces: "Worship the third god!"

Many of them looked happy and expectant. After all, they all knew that when the third god appeared, the disadvantages of the heavens would be reversed.

Under the presence of countless people paying homage, there was no trace of any fluctuation on the beautiful face of the beautiful figure in the white dress. A pair of eyes as deep and indifferent as the starry sky stared at thousands of creatures indifferently.

Under her gaze, even Cang Yuan felt a sense of alienation and oppression.

That is the true pressure of God. Before this sequence of power, even the mighty power of the saints is completely suppressed.

The third god's indifferent and distant gaze rested on Cang Yuan, and an ethereal and majestic voice sounded: "Call here all the people who can take care of things."

Her voice was still so crisp and sweet, but there was no ripples in it, giving people an unspeakable sense of fear.

Hearing this, Cang Yuan nodded in agreement. He understood that when the Third God woke up in time, the Saint Clan's attack plan had already failed. After receiving the news, the current Saint Clan would inevitably choose to retreat and then stick to the Saint Clan. The four heavens are waiting for the awakening of the Holy Spirit.

Because only the awakened Holy God can compete with the Third God.

"Please also ask the Third God to wait for some time. The three ancient sages will come as soon as possible after receiving the news." Cang Yuan said.

The third god nodded slightly, put his jade hands behind his back, slowly lowered his long eyelashes, and closed his eyes.

Cang Yuan bowed his hands again, then turned to look at the many injured people, and said: "Cang Xuantian is able to persist until now, thanks to your efforts and hard work. Now that the battle has stopped, I would like to ask you to repair your injuries quickly." .”

In the world, many people returned the gift, and immediately sat down on the ground regardless of their appearance. At this moment, even many saints could not help but breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down slowly to relieve their physical and mental pain. exhausted.

This battle finally came to an end.

If the third god appeared one day later, I'm afraid they would really have to retreat into Cang Xuantian.

Zhou Yuan, who was standing on the top of a dilapidated mountain, was in no mood to rest and relieve his fatigue and injuries. His eyes just stayed on that beautiful figure that was so familiar that it was imprinted deep into his soul.

Judging from the style, the dress on the latter's body is the new dress from the wedding, but... its color has changed from bright red to pure white.

Beside her, Tuntun, no, it should be the purple-gold giant beast called Zutao, slowly lying down, its huge body exuding amazing pressure.

He looked at the man and the beast in silence. They had been so close before, and they had gone through many ups and downs and hardships together, all the way from the little Zhou Dynasty to finally becoming famous throughout the world.

But now...it's like a stranger.

Zhou Yuan tugged at the corner of his mouth with some difficulty, but still couldn't pull out a smile.

Finally, he took a deep breath and seemed to have made some kind of decision.

He stepped into the air and walked towards the location of the Third God and Ancestor Tao.

After all, he wanted to confirm something in person.

And his movement immediately attracted the attention of many interested people in this battlefield, including Su Youwei, Wu Yao, Zuoqiu Qingyu and the others...

A series of complicated eyes were cast on Zhou Yuan.

In the sky, Cang Yuan also noticed Zhou Yuan's actions. He wanted to stop him, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally sighed with a wry smile.

Under the gaze of many eyes from the sky and the earth, Zhou Yuan walked step by step closer to the Liuli Mountain where he had killed the Ancient Saint Palm Thunder.

The purple-gold giant beast that was originally lying next to the third god swung its beast eyes filled with ferocious aura and locked onto Zhou Yuan.

Looking at the man who was getting closer and closer, some confusion flashed across Zu Tao's beast eyes. It faintly felt some closeness and familiarity in the man's body.

It was this feeling that prevented it from letting out a warning roar for a while, stopping the approaching man in his tracks.

Zhou Yuan approached step by step, and finally entered the range of a hundred feet.

And at this moment, the third god, who had his jade hands behind his back and his eyes lowered, slowly raised his beautiful face, and his eyes opened at this time.

A pair of extremely cold eyes landed on Zhou Yuan, causing the latter's steps to stiffen.

Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth and his eyes met his eyes. At that moment, he felt a biting coldness, which was so cold that it almost froze the saint's power flowing in his body.

From those extremely familiar eyes, Zhou Yuan did not feel even the slightest sense of familiarity. Although that cheek was so unforgettable, the feeling of strangeness and alienation given to Zhou Yuan was as thick as ink.

There was an indifferent look in his eyes, like a god looking down at the people.

Even, from the depth of his gaze, Zhou Yuan noticed a subtle murderous intention.

At that moment, people understood her identity.

The words in Zhou Yuan's mouth never came out, but were frozen on the tip of his tongue. He just looked at the familiar jade face, and the emotions in his heart hit his heart like a torrent. There was a sense of sadness at the tip of his nose, and his eyes were filled with tears. It became slightly astringent.

He stood there in a daze, neither advancing nor retreating.

In the distance, Zuoqiu Qingyu, Li Qingchan and others all lowered their heads unbearably.

Su Youwei held her hand tightly, and thin green veins appeared on the back of her fair hand. She immediately turned her head and wiped the moist corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

Because when she saw Zhou Yuan's lost look, she felt a tearing pain. Since they met, she had never seen Zhou Yuan look like this.

Wu Yao patted her shoulder gently and sighed in her heart. When she first saw how sweet Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao were, she understood how cruel this scene was now.

Many people in this battlefield seemed to be vaguely aware of something, and it became quiet for a while.

The noisy wind has calmed down.

In the end, Cang Yuan clasped his fists at the third god, walked up to him, and then pulled Zhou Yuan, who was in despair, back to the distance step by step.

Zu Tao shook its huge head. It looked at the man who was dragged away. For some reason, it felt sad in its heart. Then it roared and looked at the third god beside it.

However, the Third God was unfazed. Instead, he glanced at it with a pair of eyes full of indifference. That glance immediately made De Zutao shudder, and then he lay down obediently.