The Tianluo chessboard fell from her eyes, which made Yan Xu feel a chill from the soles of her feet soaring into the sky spirit cover.

He didn't expect that Zhou Yuan was actually holding such a powerful sealing source technique in his hand, and even his pair of holy objects at the lotus level were sealed.

Although he could sense that the seal was temporary, the current situation would be really troublesome if he lost the protection of the Tianluo chessboard.

But just as his mood was turning, Zhou Yuan didn't give him more time. With a thought, the last few meteorites containing small space roared.

Yan Xu's face changed slightly. His figure was illusory and retreated like lightning. His figure was illusory and real, as if he was at the junction of reality and illusory.

At the same time, he had seals with his hands, and there was a holy pupil slowly opening between his eyebrows.

Within the holy eyes, nine stars shine.

A mysterious light roared out from the holy pupil, and then nine huge light beards formed, which fluttered gently with the holy pupil as the center.

"Dragon Beard Fire!"

Just when the light beard appeared, the Yanhou suddenly shouted loudly. The next moment, a golden flame swept out from the holy pupil. The flame was slender and long, like a dragon beard swing, emitting an extremely terrifying temperature. Such flames, just falling into a small space, may be able to melt them all, and their power can be seen as domineering.

Puff! Puff!

Dragon-beard fires roared out and collided with the falling small space meteorite. The moment it hit, a harsh sound suddenly sounded, and the space meteorites melted one after another, turning into fiery red magma and splashed through the void.

boom!

But before the Yan Xu could breathe a sigh of relief, the sky suddenly shattered, and a huge fist was blowing down, and the huge fist was covered with vast power.

Boom!

The Weili giant fist simply and neatly dispersed dozens of slender dragon-beard fires, and then directly hit Yan Xu's body in a arrogant and domineering manner.

Yan Xu's figure was bombarded thousands of miles and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. Although it looked extremely embarrassed, his illusory body obviously resolved most of the attacks.

"What a beating."

Zhou Yuan looked at Yan Xu, who was suppressed throughout the whole process but was still lively, and couldn't help but shake his head. The saint's vitality was too tenacious. If he could not kill his holy lotus, even if he left a drop of holy blood, he could be reborn quickly.

"Zhou Yuan, it's a fool to kill me!" The Yanfeng was covered in dust, but was still roaring hideously.

"The time is on me now. As long as I can drag you down for some time, when the ancient saint of Palm Lei arrives, you will definitely not be able to survive or die!"

Zhou Yuan ignored his roar, although he also understood that what the other party said was indeed correct. In such a short period of time, it was indeed not easy for him to kill a Double Lotus Ancient Saint.

However, the inability to be killed does not mean that Zhou Yuan really has no means to deal with it.

Zhou Yuan stared at the ferocious roaring Yanfeng indifferently. His cold gaze made the latter's heart suddenly feel a little uneasy.

And just as he was uneasy, Zhou Yuan held his palm and a dark light flowed on his fingertips, and finally lay quietly in his palm.

The mottled pen body is naturally the Tianyuan pen.

Zhou Yuan bounced his fingers and Tianyuan's pen shot out flexibly, and turned around him for a few times, then expanded in the wind and turned to about a meter in size.

Zhou Yuan looked at Tianyuan's pen floating in front of him, his face became gentler, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

"Old guy, you have been following me for many years, have you?"

His palm gently stroked the mottled pen body. He seemed to remember something, his eyes slightly darkened, and he whispered: "After coming out of that space, you are the only one by my side now."

When he walked out of the space where Master Cangyuan was, Zhou Yuan brought Yaoyao, Tuntun and Tianyuan's pen.

Now, Yaoyao and Tuantun were both trapped in a closed sleep, and only Tianyuan Bi was with him beside him.

Buzz!

Tianyuan's pen is spiritual, shaking slightly, as if comforting.

Zhou Yuan cheered up and said with a smile: "When Master Cangyuan gave you to me, you were also severely injured and fell into an ordinary thing. I said at that time that one day, you will definitely return to the top."

"And now... it should make your reputation as a Tianyuan Pen resound throughout the heavens again."

His palm slowly stroked, and as his palm passed by, he could see the ancient source patterns on it gradually becoming brighter.

The first pattern is civil and military.

The second pattern, erosion.

The third pattern is Wanhua.

The fourth pattern is ten thousand whales.

The fifth pattern is to break the source.

The sixth pattern is soul-swallowing.

The seventh pattern is promotion.

The eighth pattern, the source soul.

The eight source patterns were blooming with mysterious light, and the terrifying power condensed into layers of magical auras. Zhou Yuan stared at the eight source patterns, witnessing his path of cultivation, from the first opening of the eight veins to the current master of the day.

His palm stroked the ninth source pattern.

Buzz!

At this moment, thousands of rays of light burst out, and a vast source energy rushes between the sky and the earth, constantly gathering towards the Tianyuan Pen.

There was a thunder roaring between the sky and the earth, rumbling and rumbling in every corner of this space.

Everyone could clearly feel that an extremely powerful force and pressure swept out from the Yuan Pen that day and ravaged the sky.

The face of the Yanxu in the distance also changed suddenly at this time, because he could feel that the fully awakened Tianyuan Pen was not weaker than his Tianluo chessboard in terms of starting rank!

Moreover, his Tianluo chessboard is more inclined to rules and defensiveness, but this Tianyuan Pen is obviously more important in attacking!

At this time, Zhou Yuan had the upper hand. If he had such holy objects to help him, he would be like a tiger with wings!

Just as Yan Xu's face changed, the ninth pattern of Tianyuan Pen was completely lit up. At this moment, the many Holy Source soldiers who had followed Master Cangyuan's battles finally completely restored their former glory.

Zhou Yuan was holding the Tianyuan pen in his hand, and he could feel the joyful and excited feeling coming from the pen body, and he was also infected, and a smile appeared on his face.

Then, he raised his head and locked Yanxu with a smile on his face.

However, under his smile, the Yanfeng felt a biting chill. The next moment, his figure suddenly turned into a stream of light and broke through the air. Judging from his posture, he was actually planning to escape from this sea area!

Obviously, the saint's perception made him sense a dangerous aura.

Zhou Yuan looked at Yanfeng who was about to escape, held the Tianyuan pen tightly with both hands, and the powerful power poured in. The nine source patterns burst out countless lights, shining on every corner of the space.

"Tianyuan Pen, the ninth pattern..."

Accompanied by Zhou Yuan's whisper, I saw that the nine source patterns were all flowing down, and finally gathered at the tip of the pen.

There seemed to be a black light spot like ink, which appeared on the tip of the pen.

The black light spot was extremely black and pure, as if even the light could be swallowed.

Zhou Yuan stared at the strange black dots, and then slowly spit out the name of the ninth pattern: "Tianyuan."

Buzz!

The black light spot fell off from the tip of the pen, like water droplets falling into the lake, and it suddenly swayed slightly, and then... disappeared out of thin air.

But at the moment of disappearance, the pupils of the Yanxu, who was about to escape from this space, suddenly tightened because he saw the void shattering in front of him, and a black light spot about the size of a fist flew towards him and hit his chest.

When the impact was hit, there was no earth-shaking sound, but everyone could see it in horror that the body of Yanxu suddenly became distorted at this time. The black light spot was like a black hole, and at the moment of contact, Yanxu swallowed it in.

Zhou Yuan's figure appeared in front of the black light spot at this time. He stretched out his palm, and the black light ball was suspended on his palm. It was dark and deep inside, but he could sense that in the deepest part of the black light ball, the flame beard was covered by a black ocean. No matter how roared or struggled, it would be difficult to break free.

In the sea space, the holy clan and the saints on the heavens stopped because of the confrontation between Zhou Yuan and Yan Xu. When their eyes looked here, their faces were moved.

"This is the Black Realm of Tianyuan..." Zhuan Zhu looked at the black light spots floating on Zhou Yuan's palm, and his face became much more serious.

The so-called Tianyuan Black Realm is derived from the ninth pattern of Tianyuan, the Tianyuan pen. It is said that this pattern forms a unique world, and it is filled with darkness, which is considered a dark prison.

This prison can imprison the saints!

In that ancient times, there were many saints of the Holy Clan trapped in it, so the Tianyuan Hei Realm also left a famous reputation.

However, in a great war, Master Cangyuan, who was in charge of Tianyuan's pen, was targeted by an ancient saint of the saint clan. The latter held a three-lobular holy object and severely damaged Tianyuan's pen. Since then, Tianyuan Black Realm has gradually disappeared from the heavens with the destruction of Tianyuan's pen.

Unexpectedly, today it will be reproduced in Zhou Yuan's hands.

"This is the Tianyuan Black Realm!"

"Zhou Yuan, even in this black world, I can only temporarily imprison me. As long as you become weaker, I will be able to escape directly!"

"It's a dream to use this Tianyuan Black Realm to kill me!"

Ripples bloomed in the black light ball, and a roar of a whisker faintly came out.

Zhou Yuan's eyes were indifferent and said lightly: "The Heavenly Yuan Black Realm is indeed more of a prisoner power, but since you have fallen into my hands, are there still fewer ways to fabricate you?"

"I have a method here, which is actually very consistent with the Tianyuan Hei Realm."

He stretched out his palm, and the void in his palm was slightly twisted, and finally an ancient gourd appeared in his palm. The gourd was ancient and primitive, exuding a unique charm.

It is the Chaos Refining Holy Gourd!

The Tianyuan Black Realm has the power to imprison, but the Chaos Saint Refining Gourd has the power to refine the Saint!

The two are perfectly matched together!

Zhou Yuan bounced his fingers and the black light ball floated up, then fell towards the mouth of the Sheng Sheng Hu.

At this time, the Yan Xu, who was imprisoned in the black world, also felt something and immediately roared furiously.

"Zhou Yuan, you can't kill me!"

"Wait, the ancient saint of the Palm Lei will come soon. At that time, he will save me!"

His roar had not yet completely dropped, and the black light ball disappeared into the Saint Refining Gourd.

All the sounds came to an abrupt end.

As many eyes looked at this scene, both the Holy Clan and the strong men from the heavens couldn't help but swallow a saliva, with shocking eyes.
Chapter completed!