Dragon Prince Yuan

Miles of avalanches and white floods rushed down, covering the rolling earth like a white blanket.

In the Cangxuan Alliance, the sight of that sight looking at this scene couldn't help but burst into thunderous cheers.

In all these years, even though the Saint Origin Palace Master had never stepped out of the Saint Palace, his invincibility had spread throughout the entire Cangxuan Heaven, and facing the current Saint Origin Palace Master, even if the four great Saint Sect Heads joined hands, they would find it difficult to contend with him.

However, now, this invincible Saint Yuan Palace Master had been defeated for the first time on the battlefield, and although the crowd understood that he could not be defeated as a result, no matter what, to be able to defeat Saint Yuan was enough to greatly uplift the countless creatures of the Cangxuan Heaven, and for a time, there was more awe and expectation in their eyes as they cast their eyes towards the slender figure on the void.

Perhaps, this Cang Xuan Alliance head of theirs was truly capable of wrist wrestling with this Saint Yuan Palace Master...

In the face of the countless cheers, however, Zhou Yuan's appearance did not have any ripples, as he stared at the avalanche, his eyes still filled with gravity.

That punch earlier seemed to be fierce, but it did not cause any substantial damage to the Saint Yuan, because at the moment when Zhou Yuan's power poured out, he could feel that the Saint Yuan Palace Master's flesh was also exceedingly strong.

Today's battle would definitely be a bloody and bitter one.

As these thoughts flashed through Zhou Yuan's mind, the sweeping avalanches in the Ten Thousand Miles Snow Mountain suddenly solidified at this moment, as if there was an indescribable force that hardened and stilled their rolling.

In the sea of snow, there were whirlpools forming, snowflakes forming steps that extended all the way.

In the depths of the vortex, a human silhouette stepped up the snowflake ladder and ascended into the sky.

The silhouette was naturally Saint Yuan, at this time, his white hair flying, his upper body naked, his body seemed to have a mottled mysterious lines, those lines were ancient and pale, the flicker of light indefinable, faintly, it seemed like there was a torrent of rushing sound coming out of his body.

It was blood rushing.

Thud! Boom!

A low, thunder-like voice was also slowly emanating, each vibration causing a thunderstorm to form in the void above.

It was the sound of his heartbeat.

In the Cangxuan Alliance, the faces of some of the powerful people who had no lack of experience changed drastically, as they knew that this was a manifestation of a physical body that was strong to the extreme, and right now, it was as if that Saint Yuan's physical strength had climbed to an unbelievable level as well.

It was completely inferior to Zhou Yuan's Saint Dragon body!

"In the realm of the Saint, there are two major gifts, the transformation of the divine soul, which can be called the Saint Soul, and the evolution of the physical body, which can be called the Saint Body, both of which are indestructible." Under the focus of those countless sight lines, Saint Yuan stepped up the snowflake ladder, while an indifferent voice resounded through the heavens and earth.

"Although this seat has not fully stepped into the Saint realm, but the Saint's greatness has hardened itself, and this body is considered to be a half-saint's body."

"So this throne would like to know, which is stronger or weaker than this so-called saint dragon body of yours, compared to this half-saint body of this throne?!"

Boom!

When its last words fell, the Saint Yuan Palace Master's eyes suddenly grew cold, his feet stepped down and the void burst into pieces at this point, while his figure was already appearing above Zhou Yuan like an instantaneous movement.

Sacred Yuan Palace Master's face was indifferent, and his palm slapped down, the palm was like a ten thousand suns in the sky, and underneath it was so vast that it caused the heavens and earth to become blazing hot.

The snowy mountains a million miles below were rapidly melting.

Zhou Yuan's face became equally heavy at this time, his five fingers clenched into fists, and his violet-gold dragon scales flickered, along with the reverberation of the dragon's roar, as if there was a violet-gold dragon rising up, directly colliding with the palm of that Saint Yuan Palace Master's Ten Thousand Suns.

Boom!

At the moment of the collision, there was a storm blooming and sweeping across ten thousand miles of empty space.

Boom boom!

The two lights and shadows collided with each other in the void at a speed that the naked eye could not capture, and within a short span of only a dozen or so breaths, they were exchanging blows for the thousandth time.

The people watching the battle were no longer able to see the two, they could only hear the wild thunderclap after thunderclap that reverberated the heavens and earth .

That kind of power impact that spread down was only a mere wisp of an aftershock, yet it still made countless strong men's scalps go numb...

Boom!

The two figures clashed hard again like lightning, the void behind them shattered into countless spatial fragments, and then the two figures shot backwards tens of thousands of feet...

Zhou Yuan stood his figure on the void, and at this time, his purple-gold dragon scales were all slightly reddish, and there was white Qi rising up, a manifestation of his flesh body functioning to the extreme .

"What a powerful Saint Body."

Zhou Yuan took in a deep breath, his eyes were heavy, this Saint's realm was truly incomparably divine, even though this Saint Yuan was only a Half-Saint, this Half-Saint's body that had been hammered out by the greatness of the Saint was still ridiculously strong.

And the Half Saint's body was already so strong, I wonder how terrifying that true Saint's body is?

The Realm of the Saints was worthy of being the realm that countless cultivators in the heavens dreamed of.

In the distant void, the Saint Yuan Palace Master's flesh body was also having wisps of white Qi rising, he stared at Zhou Yuan, while a trace of envy swept through his eyes.

This Zhou Yuan had yet to be exposed to the greatness of a Saint and was able to cultivate his flesh body to this point, this once he really stepped into the Saint realm, I'm afraid that ordinary Saints would find it difficult to contend with it.

This kind of talent and potential was truly blessed.

Such a strong enemy could not be retained.

The cold killing intent flowed through the eyes of the Saint Yuan Palace Master, and in a whirl, his palms slammed together and a low roar sounded in his throat.

Gu Gu!

The blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and his skin began to turn crimson red, and with the crimson redness of his flesh, only the mysterious mottled marks on the surface of his body could be seen, but they were actually slowly writhing like living things.

These mottled marks were formed when the greatness of the Saint hammered into his flesh, and the strength of the Saint's body came from these stigmata!

Poppycock!

Suddenly, the stigmata burst out of the body and actually turned into a crimson stigmata chain as it soared against the wind.

Wow!

The red chains shook like pythons in the void, and strange sound waves were emitted, and all those who heard the sound waves felt as if their flesh had been suppressed in some way.

Numerous people were horrified, and hurriedly circulated their source energy to block their ears, not daring for the sound waves to intrude.

On the void, Zhou Yuan looked at those crimson chains and his brows furrowed, not knowing why, the crimson chains made him feel a great sense of threat, as if this object, specifically targeted many fleshly bodies.

"Feel that?"

Saint Yuan's gaze was cast, his words indifferent, "No matter how strong your flesh is, if you are entangled in it, your flesh will crumble and decompose."

"This is a means belonging to the Saint Realm..."

"I will call it..."

"Binding Dragon Infinity Lock!"

Buzz!

The moment its voice fell, the crimson chains violently shot out, they directly penetrated through the heavy void, no matter how Zhou Yuan flashed and retreated, it was difficult to escape from their pursuit.

After just a few moments, Zhou Yuan's figure fiercely froze, and a red chain wrapped around his bare feet like a poisonous snake.

At the same time, other crimson chains pounced madly on him, covering Zhou Yuan in no time at all.

There were traces of saintly power flowing through the red chains, and once they were bound, it would be difficult to break free.

The red chains were wrapped crazily around Zhou Yuan's body, and his vision was rapidly compressed, gradually becoming dark....

However, when the darkness completely surged in, Zhou Yuan slowly closed his eyes.

On the surface of his body, a silver light emerged a little bit.

After the silver light, there seemed to be an eight-armed virtual shadow that was faintly visible.