Huge cracks passed through the mountains and forests, and all the hills along the way collapsed. The entire world, the eyes were almost dull looking at this scene.

The atmosphere was dead silent.

If Ning Mo was knocked down by Zhou Yuan's punch before, everyone could understand that it was because Zhou Yuan deliberately showed his enemy to be weak, but the current scene has once again subverted their cognition.

Ning Mo's killer move was almost the strongest attack with all his strength. Facing such an offensive, even a strong man of the same level would not dare to be too arrogant.

However, who would have thought that Zhou Yuan not only did not retreat, but instead chose the most arrogant way, and in an unrivalled manner, he forcibly smashed Ning Mo's strongest means.

The eyes looked at the last collapsed mountain in the distance, Ning Mo's figure was buried in it. Zhou Yuan's previous punch was enough to kill a strong man in the early stage of the Ninth Level of the Taichu Realm.

After a while of silence, when the eyes of the world turned to Zhou Yuan again, they were already filled with deep fear and fear.

At this moment, they had completely understood why Zhou Yuan in front of them seemed to be the strength of the seventh level of the Taichu Realm, but he could become the chief of Cang Xuan Sect.

Between the valleys, Jin Zhang and many other disciples of Cang Xuan Sect were also looking at this scene in shock. Although they knew that Zhou Yuan was not weak, they did not expect that he could directly defeat a chief of the Holy Palace in a devastating way...

You know, Ning Mo's source energy cultivation has also reached more than ten thousand. Such attainments are enough to be among the top among the seven chiefs of Cang Xuan Sect.

"I didn't expect that after being baptized by the Nine Dragons, his strength was so strong." Jin Zhang's eyes were a little complicated. At this time, Zhou Yuan was obviously far stronger than when he was in the Yuanchi Sacrifice.

The other disciples had even more awe in their eyes.

The disciples of the Holy Palace looked ugly for a moment, and it was obvious that they could not believe that Ning Mo would be defeated so miserably by the chief Cang Xuan Sect.

Especially the chief named Wang Yuan, he was stunned for a long time before he woke up from the scene in front of him, and then his expression became extremely gloomy.

But for those eyes, Zhou Yuan looked at the collapsed mountain in the farthest without any fluctuation. Ning Mo's source energy fluctuation had reached its extreme, but he should have breathed a sigh of relief.

So Zhou Yuan took a step, obviously intending to take his life while he was sick.

boom!

However, just as he stepped out, a fierce and sharp sound suddenly broke through the air, and a black light roared down with an astonishing source energy and smashed it in front of him.

The black light had not yet fallen, and the ground under your feet had already cracked.

Zhou Yuan stopped his steps, his eyes slightly condensed, and with his palms in his hand, Tianyuan's pen flashed out and swung upwards.

clang!

The sound of gold and iron echoed, and sparks flew everywhere.

The violent ripples and storm spread out, and the ancient trees around were immediately swept away.

Zhou Yuan's body trembled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the object that hit Tianyuan's pen was a black iron rod, with ancient source patterns engraved on it.

And at the other end of the black iron rod was the chief of the holy palace named Wang Yuan.

The two of them had murderous intent when they met.

"Boy, you are such a brave man. You are so brave, you are so powerful!" Wang Yuan shouted with a cold look in his eyes.

Zhou Yuan's previous counterattack was too rapid, so even he didn't have time to rescue him, so Ning Mo was severely injured by Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan's lips raised a sarcasm and said, "You Holy Palace dares to kill my disciples of Cang Xuan Sect. Do I still need to show mercy to your chief?"

Wang Yuan's tone was gloomy: "What a big tone, what do you think you are?!"

He held the iron iron rod tightly in his palms, and a black source air flowed from his arms. With a loud shout, the iron rod was smashed heavily again. Such a momentum, even a mountain would be smashed by one of his sticks.

However, Zhou Yuan was not afraid. Tianyuan's pen turned into black light to meet him. The black pen and black stick directly bombarded violently for hundreds of rounds in a few breaths.

The surrounding environment was torn apart directly under the confrontation between the two.

clang!

During the last heavy blow, Zhou Yuan and Wang Yuan both shot backwards and retreated.

When the disciples of the Holy Palace saw this scene, their hearts were slightly sank. When they saw Wang Yuan taking anger, they were still hoping that Wang Yuan could defeat the chief Cang Xuanzong strongly and save some face for their Holy Palace, but what they didn't expect was that even if Wang Yuan took action, they didn't seem to have gained much advantage.

You know, among the ten chiefs of their Holy Palace, Wang Yuan has been able to rank fourth, stronger than Ning Mo, who is ranked fifth!

Wang Yuan's iron stick was heavily inserted into the ground, and a deep mark was drawn. He stared at Zhou Yuan with gloomy eyes. In the previous moment of the confrontation, he had already felt the latter's strength.

Zhou Yuan's cultivation of source energy is no weaker than him.

"The source energy stars in my Qi Mansion have condensed to 12,000. The boy in front of me is obviously only at the level of the seventh level, so why is the foundation so strong?!" Wang Yuan's eyes were a little surprised. As far as he knew, even the holy son of their Holy Palace seemed to rarely reach this source energy foundation in the seventh level.

When Wang Yuan took action against Zhou Yuan, a golden chapter also flew out from the valley, standing in the void, and the source pattern brush in his hand flashed, with many source patterns looming, and eyeing Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan also frowned when he was locked by the two chiefs, which made him know that in today's situation, their Holy Palace was at a disadvantage.

So he waved his hand immediately.

Seeing this, the many disciples of the Holy Palace who surrounded the valley were a little unwilling to accept this, but eventually retreated quickly.

Several disciples fell into the collapsed mountain peak and dug out Ning Mo. At this time, the latter had already fainted, covered in blood, and his chest collapsed a lot.

The breathing between the breath becomes extremely weak.

It seems that whether you can live is a question.

Wang Yuan also saw Ning Mo's condition, and his face became even more gloomy. He stared at Zhou Yuan coldly and said slowly: "Boy, you have caused a big disaster."

"Is that true?" Zhou Yuan smiled faintly.

"If Ning Mo died in your hands, my holy palace will definitely make you pay the price!" Wang Yuan said word by word.

"Do you do it?" Zhou Yuan raised the Tianyuan pen in his hand and pointed it at Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan sneered and said, "You are indeed a little powerful, but boy, don't be proud. This area is the territory of my holy palace. I'm very unfortunate to tell you that in addition to me, the chief of my holy palace Blood Temple is also here."

"Chief of the Blood Temple? Fan Yao?"

When Zhou Yuan heard this name, there was no movement. Instead, Jin Zhang's expression in the air changed suddenly. He immediately sent a message to Zhou Yuan: "That Fan Yao ranks third among the top ten chiefs of the Holy Palace, and his strength is much stronger than Ning Mo and Wang Yuan! It's extremely difficult!"

Zhou Yuan's eyes fluctuated and his brows frowned slightly. It was not because of the so-called Fan Yao, but because of why there were three chiefs gathered in the Holy Palace.

"Are these guys also coming for the six-color treasure land?" This thought flashed through Zhou Yuan's mind.

Wang Yuan saw Jin Zhang, who was despised, said coldly: "I advise you to leave this area quickly if you are tactful, otherwise you will be prepared to not leave forever when Fan Yao takes action."

As the sound fell, he glanced at Zhou Yuan coldly again, waved his palm and retreated quickly.

"Walk!"

"A boy named Zhou Yuan, hurry up and run away like a broken dog. I will see you next time, so that you will know the consequences of offending my holy palace!"

In the roar, Wang Yuan quickly retreated with many disciples of the Holy Palace. Obviously, he was wise and knew the current situation that they could no longer gain any advantage.

Zhou Yuan did not take any other measures to withdraw. The Holy Palace was not weak. If a war broke out here, both sides would definitely pay a considerable price.

But in that distance, there are other forces secretly coveting them. If they show weakness, those people will probably be ready to move.

However, no matter what the harsh words Wang Yuan said, anyone could see that their retreat seemed a little disgraceful.

And in the valley, the many disciples of Cangxuan Sect were cheering.

Further away, the people from all sides were also amazed. The previous situation was that Cang Xuan Sect was at a disadvantage, but who would have thought that when the chief of the Shengyuan Peak appeared, the situation suddenly reversed.

Looking at the young figure in the mountains and forests in the distance, the strong men from all sides sighed.

"I didn't expect that the declining Holy Source Peak of Cang Xuan Sect has now appeared this number of people..."
Chapter completed!