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Chapter 143 White Airflow

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Zhou Yuan squatted by the stream and drank two sips of water. It has been half a day since he met Wu Huang. During this half day, Zhou Yuan walked at full speed without a stop.

Even if he was rushing through this high-intensity road, he would be a little overwhelmed.

"But now, I should get rid of that guy." Zhou Yuan wiped the water droplets from the corner of his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp look passed by.

He did not think it was embarrassing to escape from Wu Huang now. After all, the latter's strength is indeed far better than him, and this strength was led by various reasons.

What he needs to do now is to do his best to narrow the gap between the two sides, instead of fighting to the death even though he knows he is defeated. That is not bravery, but recklessness and stupidity.

A person's journey will not be smooth sailing. Sometimes tolerance is necessary, but it is not weakness. It is like a spring. When it retreats, it is not fear, but because it is preparing and accumulating for the strongest power it bursts out.

This holy land is very large and full of opportunities. This is Zhou Yuan's opportunity. As long as he can seize some opportunities, he can strengthen himself until he can truly compete with Wuhuang.

At that time, Zhou Yuan naturally would not have the slightest idea of ​​retreating.

"I don't know how Yaoyao and the others are..." Zhou Yuan stood up and looked around. The holy land was too vast, so he didn't know how to search.

Just as Zhou Yuan glanced at him, his gaze suddenly stopped because he saw a black giant beast coming out in the forest in front of the stream, staring at him with his beast's eyes tightly.

The black giant beast looked like a lion, but its tail was burning with black flames, and there were flames surging between the giant mouths.

"The strength of the middle stage of the Tianguan Realm..." Zhou Yuan was slightly surprised when he saw the black lion. This should be the source beast in the Holy Land, and his strength was quite good.

"It seems that I was preyed on the spot again."

Zhou Yuan smiled, then pulled out the Tianyuan pen from his waist with his palm, and quickly expanded. The snow-white hair closed and turned into a sharp spear tip.

He raised the tip of his gun and pointed at the black lion of flames.

"I've been chased and ran so far, so I'll use you to vent my anger."

roar!

The black lion of flame noticed Zhou Yuan's provocation and immediately roared. The next moment, it suddenly turned into a black light and shot out. The sharp claws tore through the air and slapped Zhou Yuan hard.

The dark golden source energy erupted from Zhou Yuan's body. Tianyuan's pen shook slightly, and only saw a dark blue light condensed at the tip of the pen, revealing an extremely sharp aura.

"Xuan Ming Technique."

Zhou Yuan's toes snatched, and his figure suddenly shot out. Two figures intersected above the stream.

The black lion's sharp claws grabbed Zhou Yuan's shoulders, but did not bring up blood, but sparks splashed out, and only green scales appeared on the skin.

When the black lion's claws swept across Zhou Yuan's shoulders, the green light that stretched and retracted indefinitely also penetrated the former's throat at this time.

Blood spurted out.

Zhou Yuan's figure changed direction to the flame black lion, but the latter's huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

Zhou Yuan turned around and looked at the falling black flaming lion, and then suddenly was stunned because he saw a faint white airflow rising from the body of the black flaming lion.

The white air flow rushed towards Zhou Yuan, split into two, half flowing towards Zhou Yuan, and the other half flowing towards the Tianyuan pen in Zhou Yuan's hand.

Zhou Yuan looked at the white airflow, his eyes were alert, and his soul sensed it, but he did not notice any danger. Instead, he felt that the white airflow contained extremely pure source energy.

That level of purity is far stronger than the source energy between heaven and earth.

"What's going on?" Zhou Yuan's eyes were surprised and hesitated for a moment, and then carefully sucked the extremely pure source energy into his body.

As soon as the source energy enters the body, it moves along the eight meridians and finally pours directly into the Qi Mansion, turning into a trace of Xuanzhi python Qi.

This process was smooth without any obstacles, and even more smooth than usual practice.

Moreover, it is more efficient. According to Zhou Yuan's estimate, he may have to practice for nearly an hour to achieve the same effect.

"Why does this source beast in the Holy Land have such a pure source energy?" Zhou Yuan murmured.

His eyes flashed, and after a while, he seemed to have guessed something.

"This place of holy traces is transformed by the holy blood of the saints, and the same should be true of these source beasts. Therefore, they all have an extremely pure source energy in their bodies. This source energy may have originated from the falling saint."

"Only in this way can we explain why such a small strand can produce such a great cultivation effect."

Zhou Yuan's eyes became brighter and brighter. If this was the case, then hunting source beasts in this holy land would be a very efficient way of cultivation.

and...

He looked down at the Tianyuan Pen in his hand. After absorbing the white airflow, the third ancient source pattern on the mottled pen of Tianyuan Pen actually became brighter and brighter.

Obviously, absorbing that white airflow is also of great benefit to Tianyuan Pen.

In this case, it may not take too long before the third source pattern of Tianyuan Pen will awaken, and its quality is likely to reach the level of a top-grade Xuanyuan Soldier.

Of course, the most important thing is that every time you awaken a source pattern, Tianyuan Pen will gain a kind of ability, which will be of great help to improve Zhou Yuan's combat power.

Now, in order to gain the strength to compete with Wu Huang, he must improve his combat effectiveness from various angles.

"It is worthy of being a place of holy sites."

Zhou Yuan sighed, and then his eyes gradually became hot. He knew that this matter might soon be known by all the prides who entered the Holy Land. Then there would be more competitors.

"So, now, hurry up and start first!"

Zhou Yuan held Tianyuan's pen tightly and looked at the deep mountains in front of him. There was a faint roar of beasts in it. So he stopped hesitating. When his body moved, he turned into a shadow and rushed in.

Zhou Yuan's intrusion broke the peace of this mountain range. Most of the source beasts in the mountains are around the third grade, comparable to the Tianguan realm, which is exactly the level that Zhou Yuan can deal with.

In just one day, Zhou Yuan broke into the depths of the mountains, and it was not until here that he encountered obstacles.

...

Deep in the mountains, Zhou Yuan looked at the golden ape about ten feet tall in front of him. The latter let out a deafening roar. At this time, Zhou Yuan stared at the golden ape with extremely strange eyes.

The latter's strength has reached the peak of the third grade, comparable to the late stage of the Tianguan Realm.

However, what surprised Zhou Yuan inexplicably was not the strength of this golden ape, but because... this golden ape actually practiced the source technique!

The last time he saw the source beast that practiced the source technique was hoarse.

But Tengtun is obviously extraordinary. Could it be that the golden ape in front of him is also like Tengtun? He has extraordinary bloodline?
Chapter completed!
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