Dragon Prince Yuan

When Zhouyuan's body passed through the light screen, he could clearly feel the slight tremor of the frown heart and soul, a power of the soul and the power of the blood and qi contained in the flesh and blood, at the same time being withdrawn.

The circumferential brain fainted and spinning returned to normal.

And what he sees in front of him is also changing at this time.

He stands on a huge stone platform, a hundred feet off the ground, with a huge light screen flashing behind him and a constant shadow stepping out of it.

Obviously, this is the wind in the Four Spirits Origin Tower.

Looking at it, the entire heavens and earth are filled with bare peaks, which are dark yellow, far as the giant's fingers stand between the heavens and the earth, giving off a rough and ancient aura.

Zhou Yuan looked at the wind and suddenly felt a palpitating fluctuation from above. He looked up and his pupils contracted sharply.

Only over that height can you see the dark blue storm like a giant dragon, not knowing how thick it is, and it is constantly stretching in all directions, invisible to the end.

There is an unspeakable aura of terror.

“That is the wind layer of the heavenly spirit wind. ”

Behind Zhou Yuan, there was a cold voice of Ye Bingling: “So remember, do not fly too high in the wind, otherwise if you fall into the wind, do not say that it is a Shinto realm, even those who are strong in the sky and the sun will surely die! ”

Zhou Yuan nodded solemnly, and from that horrific fluctuation, he had no doubt about its power.

Looking away, he suddenly discovered that in the high wind, from time to time there was a dark blue wind roaring down, like a small tornado paddling across the sky.

“It was someone who was sacrificing the coin of origin and luring the heavenly wind. ”

Ye Bingling said, "Let's split up here, each looking for an unmanned place to sacrifice the original coin cultivation. ”

“Also, don't get too close to each other, because the Tian Ling Feng who attracted them won't recognize people, they will only recognize places, so if they are too close to each other to be used by you, disputes can easily arise. ”

When her voice dropped, she stopped saying, her body moved, and the source air rose and ran in one direction.

Zhou Yuan, Yiqiu Shui and Yao Zhengxuan looked at her departure without dragging her, and the three of them simultaneously plundered out of this huge stone platform.

The three of them kept flying at low altitudes, passing by, and were able to see a lot of bare hilltops full of people. As they sacrificed the coin of origin, a wind of heaven and spirits constantly descended from the sky. In that way, it seemed extraordinarily lively.

As they flew along the route, Yiqiu Shui and Liu Zhixuan each searched for a remote and uninhabited area and fell.

Zhou Yuan remembered the previous reminder of Ye Bingling, so he found a place some distance from Yiqiu Shui and Yao Zhixuan, and then fell into shape.

What he was looking for was a valley full of monstrous stones.

Zhou Yuan sat down on a boulder, but instead of rushing to burn the coin of origin, he closed his eyes and adjusted his condition. He waited until his internal source of gas calmed down before wiping his fingertips over the dry sac between his waist.

A crystalline coin of origin appears between your fingers.

Zhou Yuan played with it for a while, then held the coin in his fingers and gradually condensed.

The Origin coin began to shine, but at this point, the Zhou Yuan felt the soul of the eyebrows and the blood in the body reappear, and then converged on the Origin coin along his fingertips.

Whoa!

On top of the coin of origin, a white flame emerged, and the coin was quickly burned.

“It turns out that even the sacrificial burning of the treasure coin of origin consumes the blood gas and the power of the divine soul.” Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed.

The treasure coin burns, turns into smoke and goes up in the air.

Zhou Yuan looked up at the sky curiously, only to see the treasure coin burned for more than a dozen breaths, and in the blue wind above the sky, there was a blue tornado whistling down.

The green tornado is about four or five feet wide and looks as if it were a python in the sky.

The blue wind whistles down, and then pounds directly into the spot where the coin is sacrificed.

Zhou Yuan, hurry to wait.

The blue wind of the heavenly spirit wind roared, wrapping the circumference directly around it. At that moment, the sharp wind roamed the circumference body without mercy.

Shh!

Only on his body, a bloodstain instantly appeared.

Zhou Yuan's face became a little twisted and sucked cold air, because at this moment, like a thousand knives, it hurts so much.

And that's not the worst part, those winds directly followed the wounds into the body, the winds raging, even the Zhou Yuan such heartfelt, biting the teeth, tight body.

The wind came with severe pain, but the Zhou Yuan finally gradually withstood, at the same time, he also began to feel that as the spiritual wind crossed the flesh, there seemed to be something wonderful left in his body...

Those things are extremely tiny, and if the soul of the circle does not perceive every part of the body at all times, it must also be difficult to perceive.

Zhou Yuan's mind moved and his soul swept through the flesh, then he saw some tiny blue light flowing through the body.

Those light dots, with a subtle rhyme, are not unfamiliar to the Zhou Yuan, because this is the foundation of all the source textures, that is, the source marks...

It's just that the current source marks are far more subtle and ancient than those that Zhou Yuan used to paint.

“Is this the source of the wind's spiritual pattern?” He spoke to himself in his heart.

The Heavenly Spirit wind tornado wrapped around the circumferential body dissipated once it lasted about 10 minutes.

Zhou Yuan opened his eyes, he reached out his right hand, only to see more than a dozen blue light points appeared on the back of his hand. These are the source marks previously obtained in the Tianling wind, but if you want to calculate according to the progress, I'm afraid not even a thousandth of the complete form of the wind spiritual print is counted...

“The source marks are so difficult to obtain...” After a personal experience, Zhou Yuan finally understood why it took more than a year for Ye Bingling to halve the wind's spiritual print.

“The Heavenly Spirit wind also has a lot of damage to the flesh, I'm afraid that ordinary people can't bear it continuously.” Zhou Yuan glanced at the wounds on his body, but smiled, but this could not cause him any trouble.

Zhou Yuan's heart moved, Tai Yi Green Wood marks emitted vibrant life, pounding blood flow in the body, but not for more than a dozen breaths, the tear marks on his body were healed at a visible speed.

At this time, the circumference has discovered that blood gas and divine power are particularly important in this wind, whether entering the wind is to be withdrawn or the sacrificial burning of the treasure coin of origin needs to be used as fuel.

An ordinary Shinto realm, even if it possesses enough coins of origin, if its own conditions do not meet the standards, it is unlikely to sacrifice without concern...

But the Zhou Yuan is able to jump out of these chains.

Tai Yi Green Wood marks in his body can provide him with a constant life mechanism to create blood gas. His soul is the peak of reality, and it is close to breaking into the realm of transformation. The power of the divine soul can be described as far superior to the same level.

Four Spirits Origin Tower, Three Essential Things, Blood Qi, Divine Soul Power, Origin Treasure...

Of the three, the Zhou Yuan already occupies two advantages.

Therefore, Zhou Yuan smiled faintly, his palms patted dry breasts, and five sparkling home coins appeared in his hands. Blood gas and divine power swelled, igniting the coin.

Watching the five coins rise to green smoke, Zhou Yuan's heart burst with some tingling.

Because he finds that, at this rate of practice, in less than five days, he dares to squander the eighty sourced coins he receives this month.

So... he has blood, he has a divine soul, but he has not returned to the source coin!!

Jesus Christ, how unfair...

Why are you doing this to me?

Zhou Yuan stared at a large wind of heaven descending from the sky, sending a direct questioning torture into the depths of his soul.