Dragon Prince Yuan

Chapter 726 Source Texture

When the flimsy voice echoed between heaven and earth, the face of the Lord of the Palace of Saint Yuan became slightly cooler, while Qingyang Palace Teacher, Heavenly Sword Respect and others were relieved.

And the most powerful people on all sides, the corners of their eyes, they thought that today's situation was supposed to be the holy palace steadily prevailing, but now with the appearance of this mysterious girl, it has changed again.

While they also do not know exactly what the way is and why they have such terrible power, this does not prevent them from understanding that the Lord of the House of Saints has met powerful enemies.

“Looks like the girl is determined to fight my temple.” The Lord of the House of Saints said coldly, although he was a bit of a brazen about the immortality in front of him, it was impossible for him to back off when things reached this point.

However, in the face of his threatening words, there was no more bullshit, only his long sleeves swayed gently, and the raging light shouted like a star river.

Each light point in Hanoi, the meteorite star, is a source pattern, and this number of source prints together is enough to make people stare at each other.

Boom!

The next moment, the Origin Star River burst out, the void collapsed directly at this time, and the star river penetrated, carrying a tremendous power, bombarding the Lord of the Palace of Saint Yuan.

The Lord of the Palace saw this scene, and his eyelids trembled slightly, because it was the first time he had ever seen someone raise their hand and throw their foot so that the source marks could be used in this way.

Feeling the pounding power contained in the Source Tattoo Star River, the Lord of the Palace of Saint Yuan dared not be a little lazy, he took a deep breath, and the next moment, a source gas flood erupted from his mouth.

Source gas floods rise in response to the storm, and after counting interest rates, they turn into tens of thousands of huge, overwhelming voids.

The earth is overshadowed by immense shadows, and if that power of destruction falls, the entire Black Abyss will be destroyed in an instant.

And the source gas flood from the Lord of the Palazzo Saint Yuan, which contains countless brilliant diamond-like crystals, is due to the extreme condensation of the source gas, falling into this flood, even the powerful in the French realm, will be annihilated.

Boom!

In that myriad of appalling gazes, the Source Gas River runs down and collides directly with that brilliant source gas flood.

At the moment of impact, the sky seemed to collapse at this point.

The unimaginable shock waves are raging, and all the strong ones present are retreating. Even Qingyang taught them such jurisdictions, they dare not to harbour grief.

Two vast strengths crushed each other and eventually dissipated.

The Lord of the Holy Yuan Palace stood in the void, and his face was cold. Since he showed the strength of the pseudo-holy realm, even if Qingyang taught the three powerful jurisdictions on the other side to join forces, it was suppressed by his death.

But now, in the face of immortality, he feels that his strengths are in vain.

“Why should a girl be aggressive?” The Lord of the Palace of the Holy Nuns suppressed anger and lowered his voice: “Do you really think this palace is afraid of you?! ”

The glorious jade grew increasingly indifferent, her pale hands clutched together, and the next moment, countless golden lights emerged from her body and finally converged over it.

Those golden spots spread, forming a huge and indescribable trace of ancient origin.

The source pattern covered the sky and was endless.

Extremely horrific pressures have been unleashed.

And when that giant source print was shaped, it was hand stamped, and then countless people saw that giant source print start to creep and change.

Ho!

Ultimately, the source pattern gathered, turned into a mysterious giant beast, roaring heavenly.

The giant beast is enormous, covered in golden scales, flashing with golden light. Each scales is engraved with an ancient origin pattern, which is certainly a beast of origin!

And its appearance is extremely familiar, and it is certainly a swallowed form of combat.

However, this “swallowing”, which is naturally sourced, is countless times more powerful than swallowing today.

When have countless powerful people ever seen such an exotic source pattern, they all stare at each other.

And the old man with white eyebrows, even more obsessed with his face, muttered: "This is how much of a source pattern is needed to create a source pattern that captures so much heaven and earth...”

Ho!

The source pattern “swallowed” the sky, and the sound waves swept away like storms, strangling the void directly.

Whoa!

The next moment, the source pattern “swallowed” appeared directly in front of the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Numen, and the giant claw was slapped, as if it had the power to destroy the heavens. When it fell, space collapsed, forming a huge space vortex.

In that vortex, any substance, as if it were going to be abraded.

The main facade of the Palais du Notre Dame, a silver French mask, emerged outside its body.

Boom!

The claws clawed heavily over the French mask, only to see the French trembling violently, the ripples blooming rapidly, eventually the void bursting there.

And the body of the Holy Yuan Palace master was also struck hard, and his body flew backwards.

The foot fell and the space continued to collapse.

Ho!

One strike, the "source swallowed” huge figure was directly transformed into countless shadow roars. The next moment, countless shadows penetrated the void, almost at the same moment, the heavenly ground fell on the domain light shield outside the Lord of the Holy Nunnery Palace.

Boom! Boom!

A thunderous voice, sounding constantly.

Countless people looked at that collapsed space with horror, and they could clearly feel how horrible the aftermath was.

Moreover, what numbs their scalps most is that under the madness of the Origin Beast, the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Numen is like a sandbag, constantly bombarded by wolves.

Beyond its body, it has an infinitely subtle jurisdictional shield and trembles violently.

You know, even if Qingyang taught the three of us together before, we have never forced the Lord of the Holy Yuan Palace to do so.

Ho!

Above the Original Beast claw, a glittering golden light erupted, eventually forming a golden liquid, flowing between the claws, but only the powerful transverse can discover that those golden liquids are condensed by myriad dense and numb source lines.

Whoa!

The sourced beast growled, the sound shook the atlas, and the claws tore down violently, overtaking the silver French light shield.

Whoa!

A thrilling voice rang out.

Then countless glances were shocked to see that the claws of the Original Beast, at this time, had pierced the French mask and raw stabbed into the body of the Lord of the Palace of Saint Yuan.

Boom!

The body of the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Nuns exploded directly at this time.

At the same time, however, the distant void waves and a shadow slowly stepped out. It was the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Numen, but at this time, his face looked particularly gloomy.

It is obviously not easy to erase a pseudo-holy land.

However, as anyone can see, the Lord of the Saint Yuan fell into the downwind in the previous round of confrontation.

Sooner or later, the mighty beast of origin is extremely scary.

The silence between the heavens and the earth is silent, but everyone can feel the kind of repression that storms are coming...

The Lord of the Palace stared sharply at the day, and this time he did not say another word of bullshit. His mouth opened slowly, and a black and white glow rose from his mouth.

Black-and-white light fell into his hands.

It's an ancient scroll.

When the object appears, the heavens and the earth gradually become dim.

And Qingyang taught, the face of the heavenly sword reverence and others, but at this time, the fierce change, the low shock sounded.

“That's...”

“Holy Treasure of the Holy Palace! Lingtu! ”