clang!

Above the Liucai Lake, Tianyuan Pen wrapped in a powerful golden source energy roared down, colliding fiercely with the white bone ghost claw stick. The crisp sound resounded, with ripples of power visible to the naked eye rippling, twisting the void.

Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao's eyes were intertwined, and they were murderous intent.

The next moment, both sides took action.

The shadow of the pen and the shadow of the staff were roaring, pouring out like a heavy rain. Suddenly, the deep sounds in the sky continued to explode. In that short period of only a few dozen breaths, the two directly fought for hundreds of rounds.

That kind of confrontation does not take any tricks, and it is entirely based on its own source of energy.

Obviously, Fan Yao has a strong confidence in his own source energy foundation and believes that he can defeat Zhou Yuan with this, but Zhou Yuan is not afraid at all. Although in terms of the number of source energy stars in Qi Mansion, he may be slightly worse than Fan Yao, but the combat power of source energy is strong and does not rely solely on the number of source energy stars...

Although his Tongtian Xuan Jiao Qi is only a sixth-grade source energy now, it is definitely enough to compare with some seventh-grade source energy in terms of quality.

Fan Yao's blood-red source energy is also a sixth-grade one, but compared with Zhou Yuan's Tongtian Xuanjiao Qi, it is a certain distance.

Therefore, Fan Yao has more source energy stars, but in terms of quality, Zhou Yuan won.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the sky, the two of them had confronted hundreds of rounds in a very short time. Many people were secretly stumbled on the intensity, but they could also see that the confrontation between the two was a bit inconsistent.

This surprised them quite. After all, from the perspective of the source energy, Fan Yao should have gained the advantage, but in reality, this is not the case.

clang!

In the sky, the Tianyuan Pen and the White Bone Staff met fiercely again, and ripples swept across, and then the two figures were shocked and shot backwards.

Zhou Yuan calmed down his figure and stared at Fan Yao. The latter's strength was indeed very strong. When he fought with Ning Mo before, he could suppress him with his own source energy alone, but now he can only keep his equality against Fan Yao.

However, compared with Zhou Yuan's expression, Fan Yao's face seemed a little gloomy. I thought that he did not expect that his own source energy foundation advantage would not have any effect.

"This kid's source energy is obviously only the sixth grade, so why can he always suppress my "blood demon source energy"?" Fan Yao was a little angry. Even if he was in the Holy Palace, only the chief disciple could practice it. In his opinion, even if Zhou Yuan was also the sixth grade source energy, he should be suppressed by him.

However, although she was puzzled and angry, Fan Yao had experienced many battles and quickly calmed down his emotions. He glanced at Zhou Yuan with a cold look, his hands suddenly closed and formed a magic seal.

Buzz!

The blood-red source energy swept out from his body, and the whole world was filled with blood.

Since the pure source energy competition does not have an advantage, then use the source technique to win. As the chief of the Blood Temple, Fan Yao has been practicing in the Holy Palace for many years. If he doesn't believe it, he can't deal with a new chief who has just entered Cangxuan Sect for a few years.

"Poisonous Blood Dragon Technique!"

The rolling blood-red source energy swelled around Fan Yao and quickly condensed, forming a huge blood dragon. Moreover, there was a poisonous gas surging around the blood dragon, with an extremely fierce aura.

This "Poisonous Seed Blood Dragon Technique" is a low-grade Tianyuan Technique that Fan Yao is very good at. He has been immersed in it for many years and is extremely close to the perfect level and has a powerful force.

Fan Yao shouted loudly, and the blood dragon roared out with a rolling poisonous gas and attacked Zhou Yuan. His aura was extremely astonishing.

Zhou Yuan stood in the void, looking at the roaring poisonous qi and blood dragon, his expression remained unchanged, his hands also formed a seal like lightning, and the source energy in his body gathered wildly.

His mouth bulged at this moment.

"Tianyang Shenlu, Tianyang Fire!"

The next moment, his mouth suddenly opened, and suddenly, the dark golden flames roared out of his mouth like dragon breath, directly colliding with the poisonous blood dragon.

This dark golden Tianyang Fire represents Zhou Yuan’s Tianyang Divine Record and has reached a perfect state.

The temperature of the entire world rose at this time, and the bloody smell emitted was even more swept away.

Hissing!

The dark gold flame collided with the blood dragon, and the flames rose, and the poisonous gas around the blood dragon was burned out directly, and the blood dragon also shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After just a dozen breaths, the blood dragon was burned into nothingness.

The dark gold flame still had its remaining power, roaring towards the gloomy Fan Yao.

Fan Yao waved his sleeves, and the blood-red source energy formed a light curtain in front of him, resisting the remaining dark golden flames. As soon as he was about to speak, he saw that Zhou Yuan's mouth had bulged up again.

"Tianyang Fire!"

Another dark golden dragon breath roared out, slamming Fan Yao hard at the head and faced him.

Fan Yao did not dare to neglect and hurriedly activated the source energy in his body. Another poisonous qi and blood dragon formed, so he quickly met.

Boom! Boom!

In the air, the golden flames and the blood dragon kept colliding, and the aftermath spread out was extremely violent.

The shock wave of the source energy spread wildly, and Fan Yao's face retreated with a gloomy face, but then he felt something strange behind him. With a glance, he saw countless lakes being moved by invisible forces, turning into giant hands, and slapped them hard.

The giant hand came quietly without any fluctuations of the source energy.

"The power of soul?!" Fan Yao's eyes sank.

Obviously, Zhou Yuan began to do his best to launch an offensive, intending to take the initiative.

Fan Yao stomped his feet, and the blood-red source energy soared into the sky, forming a blood-red giant hand, which collided with the Liucai Lake giant hand.

Hurry!

Both of them broke at the same time, and the lake suddenly turned into heavy rainstorms and poured down.

Zhou Yuan stood between the heavy rains, and when the heavy rains were about a meter away from his body, they bounced away automatically, as if they were hindered by invisible force.

His eyebrows and soul vibrated violently.

He stretched out his palm and aimed at Fan Yao from afar. The power of the soul in the late stage of the real world burst out without reservation at this time.

"The soul is shocking!"

Buzz!

The invisible soul suddenly shot out, and the speed was far more rapid and sudden than the source energy attack. So before even the Fan Yao could react, the powerful invisible soul power hit him fiercely.

Buzz!

The attack of the soul did not have any amazing momentum, but Fan Yao's expression changed instantly at this moment. Although his body was not damaged at all, his face suddenly became distorted.

A severe pain came from the middle of the eyebrows, as if it was about to be torn apart.

That is caused by the shock of the soul.

A strong dizziness erupted from his mind, almost causing his head to explode. Fortunately, Fan Yao is not an ordinary person. At the same time as he was hit, he bit his tongue hard, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then penetrated into the middle of his eyebrows, forming a blood-red pattern there.

The feeling of severe pain in the soul gradually dissipated.

Bang!

But when he just stopped the severe pain, he noticed a rushing sound of wind breaking ahead, and immediately felt a terrified and secretly shouted terrible.

Zhou Yuan's figure rushed over like a ghost, his five fingers clenched into fists, his skin shining with jade light, and silver light bloomed in his bones.

boom!

His face was cold, and with a punch, he was carrying huge power, directly grasping Fan Yao's flaws and blasting hard at his vital parts.

In a hurry, Fan Yao could only use blood-red source energy to form a layer of source energy light curtain in front of him.

Click!

However, Zhou Yuan's punch fell, and the light curtain of the source energy instantly collapsed. The punch hit Fan Yao's chest. He spurted out blood on the spot, and his body fell down in a mess, leaving long traces on the huge Six Color Lake.

The battle here was also seen by many interested people at the first time, and countless screams burst out from the world.

Those eyes, with deep shock, looked at Zhou Yuan's figure in the sky. Obviously, they didn't expect that the first person to be injured in Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao's confrontation would be the latter...

Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang also noticed this situation in the other two battle circles. Although Jin Zhang was also shocked, he was still acceptable for a while because of the many miracles before Zhou Yuan.

On the contrary, Tang Xiaoyan opened her rosy little mouth wide, and her beautiful eyes were full of vibration.

Obviously this scene had a great impact on her.

In the air, Zhou Yuan looked down at the figure on the lake. Although he had gained an advantage before, he did not relax because he could feel Fan Yao's figure below, and there seemed to be an extremely amazing fluctuation of source energy brewing in his body.

The blood-red air flow slowly rose from Fan Yao's body. He raised his head little by little, and his already slightly scarlet pupils turned completely into blood-red at this time.

There was even blood flowing out from the corners of his eyes, which looked extremely terrifying.

An indescribable tyrannical killing intent emanated from his body.

Obviously, being injured by Zhou Yuan had completely angered the third-ranked chief disciple in the Holy Palace...

The blood-red air flow gathered on Fan Yao's body, and finally formed a huge blood-red shadow about a thousand feet long. The blood shadow was like a blood demon. When it appeared, Zhou Yuan felt that the blood in his body seemed to become disordered at this time.

Zhou Yuan's expression became solemn.

In the distance, Tang Xiaoyan saw the strange blood shadow, but her pretty face changed and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful, Zhou Yuan, that is the strongest source technique of the Blood Temple of the Holy Palace..."

Her voice had not yet fallen, and Zhou Yuan heard a gloomy and cold voice slowly echoing from Fan Yao's mouth below.

"Big! Blood! Demon! Technique!"
Chapter completed!