Three hundred and thirtieth eight chapters big black devil
Zhou Yuan stood on the stone platform, with cyan light lingering on the surface of his fist and light cyan scales emerging, which looked extremely strange.
He glanced lightly and saw some scratches on the scales on his fists, which were obviously left by Wei Youxuan before. Although the latter's source-breaking hand was domineering, it only targeted the source energy, so not only could he not break through the mysterious
Instead, Jiao Lin's finger bones were shattered by Zhou Yuan's heavy punch.
"Xuan Jiao Scales..."
Zhou Yuan's fingers gently brushed over the looming light blue scales, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Compared with the previous Xuan Boa Scale, the transformed Xuan Jiao Scale has greatly enhanced both the defense and the increased power. Otherwise, he would not have been able to shatter the opponent's finger bones with one punch before.
"I heard from Sister Yaoyao that if my Heaven-reaching Mysterious Python Qi can evolve again and become the seventh-grade world-suppressing Heavenly Dragon Qi, then this Mysterious Dragon Scale will transform again and become a real Heavenly Dragon Scale."
"With this scale on the body, it is enough to defend against the attacks of powerful people in the Divine Palace Realm, and it possesses many mysteries. It can almost truly turn a person into a human-like celestial dragon. It can be said to be extremely domineering."
"If one day I can cultivate the Ancestral Dragon Sutra to the third level of the ninth-grade Qiankun Holy Dragon Qi, it will be even more incredible. The black python scales can be transformed into holy dragon scales. I really don't know how powerful it will be."
Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but feel a little excited, but he quickly suppressed it, because he knew that that step was still extremely far away for him. At the moment, he still had to take one step at a time.
Walking strengthens one's own foundation and heritage.
He raised his head and looked at Wei Youxuan, whose face gradually turned gloomy. These enemies in front of him were the best stepping stones for him to strengthen his foundation and heritage.
"I never thought that my Poyuan hand would be broken one day." Wei Youxuan said in a cold voice.
While he was speaking, the source energy that was as dark as night around Wei Youxuan's body was also rolling violently, and hissing sounds were heard, stirring the void, showing the anger in his heart.
Obviously, Wei Youxuan, who had been smiling from the beginning, finally got angry.
Wei Youxuan's palm, still dripping with blood, was suddenly pressed on the ground, and the dark source energy spread like lightning from under his palm like a sticky swamp.
"Black Marsh!"
The entire ground of the huge stone platform was instantly covered by the swamp formed by the dark source energy. At the same time, countless snake-like spears shot out from the swamp and wound towards Zhou Yuan.
Zhou Yuan's figure quickly disappeared, like a wisp of blue smoke, passing over the black swamp, avoiding all attacks.
Plop!
In the swamp, countless sticky black lights shot out, as if forming a giant net, covering Zhou Yuan head-on.
Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, flicked his sleeves, and a huge ball of wind and thunder light condensed in his palm, exuding violent fluctuations of origin energy.
"Big wind and thunder!"
The wind and thunder light ball in his hand was fiercely shot at the black swamp.
boom!
The origin energy containing wind and thunder raged violently, shattering the black swamp covering the ground, and the diffuse black color quickly faded away.
And the giant sticky web that shrouded the head exploded into points of light all over the sky.
call out!
And just as the light spots were fluttering, there was suddenly a sharp sound of breaking wind, and a wisp of cold light, with a cold aura, penetrated the space and pointed directly at Zhou Yuan's throat.
That was a black halberd.
Zhou Yuan grasped the palm of his hand, and the Tianyuan pen fell into his hand. With a slight shake, it expanded, and the snow-white hair roared out, turning into a white net.
laugh!
The black halberd pierced the hairy white net, tearing it apart in an astonishing arc. The sharp halberd tip was only an inch away from Zhou Yuan's throat, but it was still unable to break through the last step, and was eventually killed by the hairy white net.
The net suddenly shot open.
After flicking away the black halberd, Zhou Yuan's phantom-like figure shot out, and the Tianyuan pen in his hand turned into a cold light that filled the sky, directly facing Wei Youxuan who was shooting from behind.
Clang clang clang!
Wei Youxuan held a black halberd, and the black origin energy rose like wolf smoke. The shadow of the halberd roared all over the sky, resisting all the snow-white pen tips that were enveloping him.
Both of them had cold eyes, and their attacks were merciless, aiming directly at each other's vital points, but they were blocked by the other side.
What a fierce fight between a lion and a tiger.
Around the cliff, many disciples looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely with their hearts trembling. With that kind of fighting fluctuation, any fifth-level disciple who got involved would probably be killed within three rounds.
shred.
This kind of confrontation is no worse than the fight between some purple belt disciples.
clang!
The tip of the pen collided with the tip of the halberd, sparks spattered, violent fluctuations of source energy hit, and even the air was exploded.
The figures of Zhou Yuan and Wei Youxuan were shocked, and then they shot backwards.
The Tianyuan pen in Zhou Yuan's hand pulled out a snow-white gun flower. He felt the boiling Origin Qi in his body and narrowed his eyes slightly. The two of them had been in such a head-on collision before, but he still showed no signs of falling behind.
Obviously, after being baptized by the Origin Marrow, his foundation of Origin Qi was enough to confront the disciples of the Sixth Heaven.
There are now more than 700 Origin Qi stars in Zhou Yuan Qi Mansion, and the number of normal sixth-level disciples should have reached 800. However, Zhou Yuan's Sky-Breaking Mysterious Python Qi is undoubtedly more mysterious, rich and lasting, so
Not inferior to the Sixth Heaven.
"Isn't it nothing special about the sixth level of Taichu Realm?" Zhou Yuan smiled lightly and looked at Wei Youxuan.
Wei Youxuan glanced at Zhou Yuan indifferently, but did not say anything, because he also knew that although Zhou Yuan in front of him was only in the third heaven, but compared to the origin of Qi, even his sixth heaven could not account for much.
advantages.
This Zhou Yuan is unexpectedly tricky.
However, a disciple who had just started his career dared to show off like this in front of him. Did he really think that he had no means...
"Junior brother Zhou Yuan, young people should not be too arrogant. Since Elder Shen has not taught you to respect senior brother, then today, senior brother, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of Elder Shen!" Wei Youxuan's lips turned cold.
clang!
The black halberd in his hand stomped heavily and penetrated into the ground.
At this moment, his sleeves suddenly tore apart, exposing his arms. There were black lines on his arms, like earthworms.
Those black lines condensed together like strange runes.
A cold aura suddenly emitted, making the air around the stone platform become colder. A terrifying wave began to surge and condense in Wei Youxuan's body.
Bang!
Wei Youxuan's palms touched each other, and the black lines on his arms spread crazily. In just a few breaths, they seemed to have penetrated into the flesh and blood of his body.
Wisps of black energy rose up on the surface of Zifeng Youxuan's body.
Powerful black source energy rose and circled behind him, making a screaming sound.
Around the cliff, many disciples' expressions changed slightly, apparently sensing the sudden surge of source energy fluctuations in Wei Youxuan's body...
That kind of source energy fluctuation is definitely not comparable to the ordinary Little Tianyuan Technique!
Obviously, Wei Youxuan finally revealed his killer move.
Black energy rose, and Wei Youxuan's eyes, which also turned pitch black, looked at Zhou Yuan sinisterly. He grinned, showing his white teeth, and said: "Although I have not yet succeeded in practicing, it should be enough to deal with you.
Already."
"Junior brother Zhou Yuan, I hope you will not be too arrogant after suffering this loss. You must know that there are many people in this inner mountain who can deal with you."
"You are not qualified to be crazy here!"
The moment his voice fell, he suddenly closed his palms, and his low voice echoed through the cliffs with a chilling sound.
"Low-grade Tianyuan Technique, big black devil!"
boom!
The astonishing Origin Qi, like a volcano, swept through Zifeng Youxuan's body at this moment.
Around the cliff, many disciples turned pale with horror.
And Lu Xuanyin, who had a pretty face in the stone pavilion, suddenly became bright and excited at this moment, and his jade hands were tightly held together.