Dragon Prince Yuan

The violent roar, violently shaking above the void.

The scarlet chains entangled layer by layer like a giant python, directly burying Zhou Yuan's body. On those red chains, mottled and mysterious traces squirmed, exuding a special charm.

In the Cangxuan sky, the hearts of countless spectators were suddenly raised at this moment. The physical collision of the two before was really like a collision between two gods of destruction, but at the moment, it is obviously still a holy The master of Yuan Palace was better and trapped Zhou Yuan.

"Zhou Yuan, trapped by Bound Dragon Promise Lock, no matter how tough your physical body is, you will have to decompose into rotten flesh today!"

Palace Master Shengyuan's eyes were cold and stern, his hands were imprinted like lightning, and his majestic killing intent swept out with a low shout: "Stigmata erosion!"

Buzzing!

With the formation of its seal, the mysterious and mottled traces on the red chain like a giant python bloomed with red light at this time, and then gathered like a swimming fish, facing the quilt continuously. Zhou Yuan, who was tied to the depths, swept away.

Upon seeing this, Palace Master Shengyuan saw a sneer at the corner of his lips.

As long as the stigmata invades his body, no matter how strong Zhou Yuan's body is, it will turn into blood under the erosion of the stigmata.

call out!

However, it didn't wait for how long the sneer of Shengyuan Palace Master's lips continued, and wisps of silver light suddenly burst out from the depths of the crimson chains.

With such a change, Palace Master Deshengyuan immediately condensed his eyes, and without hesitation, he urged the erosion of the stigmata to speed up.

But this did not stop the overflow of the silver light, the wisps of silver light seemed to be pervasive, and as the silver light became stronger and stronger, faintly, it seemed to be a low voice, coming from that depth.

"Eight arms... Star Spirit King!"

boom!

In the next instant, hundreds of millions of silver lights burst out, and the layers of crimson chains like a giant python seemed to be scattered by a powerful, abrupt shock.

A round of silver light rose, and countless shocked eyes projected away.

I saw that in the silver light, there seemed to be a burly giant figure standing in the air. The figure was about ten feet long, and the body was covered with mysterious silver lines. Eight giant silver arms appeared behind him. Stirring the source of heaven and earth.

That silver giant shadow, as if it were a giant spirit god, was flooded with monstrous pressure.

The Palace Master Sheng Yuan looked at Zhou Yuan in this form with his eyes sinking slightly. With his eyesight, it was natural to see that the silver lines and eight silver arms on Zhou Yuan's body should be a kind of sacred object.

Those silver lines, in a sense, are the same as his stigmata.

In other words, the armor-like silver pattern can be regarded as a kind of external semi-sacred body...and this thing is combined with Zhou Yuan's body of the holy dragon, which is enough to push Zhou Yuan's power to a level Even the Palace Master Shengyuan didn't dare to underestimate the level.

"This kid..."

Palace Master Shengyuan frowned slowly, and finally felt some trouble.

boom!

But he didn't wait for what he said, the silver giant's Sen Leng gaze was already projected, and the next moment, his foot stepped on it, and his figure disappeared out of nowhere.

The Palace Master Shengyuan’s face was cold, and with a wave of his sleeves, the space seemed to be twisted in layers at this time. As soon as he stepped back, he retreated into the space, covering his true body.

Boom!

But even if he concealed himself with numerous spaces, a stream of light still collided with an extremely arrogant attitude, directly smashing through that layer of space, and a breathing room, it has appeared in Shengyuan Palace. Main front.

"What are you running?! Don't you want to beat the body? Come on!"

On Zhou Yuan's mysterious silver-patterned face, a grinning smile was lifted. The next moment, his fists were like cannons, directly blasting the space, engulfing countless space fragments, and swept across the palace master Shengyuan.

The power of horror shocked, and the Palace Master Shengyuan's face was cold, and it was also shot with a palm, like a white jade palm, which seemed to have no smell of firework, but it also contained the power of destruction.

boom!

The palms of the fists collided, and the torrent of power swept away, directly shattering the space where the two of them were located, but before the Holy Yuan Palace Master urged the offensive again, the eight silver giant arms behind Zhou Yuan suddenly clenched. Formed into a fist, wrapped in the sky of silver light, he smashed down at the Palace Master Shengyuan.

Bang!

The low muffled sound exploded, and the body of Palace Master Shengyuan was directly blasted upside down, and the space along the way continued to explode, and the ear-piercing sound blasted through the sky.

Zhou Yuan succeeded with a single blow, without the slightest intention of stopping. He stepped out in one step, and the figure turned into a silver light to chase up. The next moment, the silver giant arm turned into countless silver light afterimages and poured out crazily.

Just like the roar of gunfire!

In that kind of offensive, countless people were dry and dry. Even some strong people in the jurisdiction felt cold all over. In their perception, the silver fist and shadow were just one, I am afraid they could be completely The bottom of the bombing.

And now in that silver torrent, there are almost a thousand fist shadows, and the thousands of them are gathered together, and they really have the power to overthrow the world.

Only then did they thoroughly understand how much gold the title of the first person under Zhou Yuan, the Saints of the Sky, is.

And under Zhou Yuan's majestic offensive, even Saint Yuan Palace Master couldn't help but become a little embarrassed. Zhou Yuan fisted him naturally without fear, but the eight silver arms were fierce and fierce, just like The arms of the demon gods often attacked at the same time through the eight punches piercing the void, covering the four voids. With that mighty force, coupled with Zhou Yuan's own body of the holy dragon, even if he was bombarded with blood and blood in his body for a while.

The complexion of Palace Master Shengyuan also became more and more gloomy under this situation.

Although he didn't have much scorn for Zhou Yuan, he also had strong confidence in himself. He felt that with his semi-sacred power, it was enough to suppress Zhou Yuan.

But Zhou Yuan finally used his own strength to let him understand that the so-called name of the first person under the saint was not because of some ignorance.

Today's battle is related to his future prospects and the plan of the saints. Although neither the heavens nor the saints of the saints can enter the Cangxuantian at this time, the saints of both sides must be watching the battle here.

So whatever he said, he had to suppress this rampant kid!

Palace Master Shengyuan crossed his arms in front of him, resisting the eight-arm fall, his figure trembled and flew out.

He stabilized his figure and slowly raised his head to look at the fierce and mighty eight-armed demon shadow in the distance. Between the opening and closing of his eyes, there was a palpitation of killing intent permeating.

However, at this time, a lot of nonsense is saved. Originally, he thought he didn't need to use real methods, but now, he overestimated himself and underestimated the ant in his eyes...

Palace Master Shengyuan was expressionless, he stretched out his palm, and a halo appeared in his palm. At this moment, the restless Heaven and Earth Genesis Qi suddenly became quiet.

Zhou Yuan could feel that at this moment, the Genesis Qi between heaven and earth seemed to have some resistance to him, making it difficult for him to mobilize.

In addition, the source Qi of heaven and earth is constantly pressing against him, making him feel like he is in a thick mud.

However, these changes did not scare Zhou Yuan. At this point in his cultivation, he was already like a world, so even if he didn't mobilize the outside world, he still possessed infinite power.

What he cared about was the mysterious halo in the palm of Palace Master Shengyuan.

I saw there, accompanied by a sacred, vast power cohesion, a sacred lotus bud, like a substance, slowly rose from its palm.

When the holy lotus bud appeared, even Zhou Yuan's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

In the heavens, the eyes projected from many powerful beings also moved slightly, and there were whispers.

"It turned out to be the bud of the holy lotus..."

"He has reached this point on the way of the saint..."

"In this case, Zhou Yuan would be a little troublesome..."