Dragon Prince Yuan

In a chaotic void, you can't see the endless speckleback god slowly spinning, bringing endless pressure and terror.

Zhou Yuan looked at the scene with tremendous shock. He was too familiar with the speckle grinding. Over the years, his soul was crushed under the grinding of the god without knowing how many times...

So, he can be very certain and certain that this spot in front of him is the Chaos God Grind!

However, as to whether it is the legendary Chaos Spirit Sharpening, I'm afraid it remains to be discussed...

At this time, he finally understood why when he was running the Chaos God sharpening idea in the wind, the wind layer resonated deeply, turning out that the core of this Four Spirits Origin Tower was a Chaos God sharpening.

The shock in Zhou Yuan's eyes gradually faded away, and then he suddenly saw that there were countless points of light beneath it, rising like stars, so gorgeous.

“These lights… are sacrificed treasure coins of origin?” Zhou Yuan's heart moves because in those light points he senses fluctuations in the power of Qi Blood and the Spirit.

And that countless dots of light came here, and finally converged beneath the grind of God.

When God grinds down, all the light points are crushed into an extremely pure atmosphere, which is absorbed directly by God grinding. At this time, Zhou Yuan sees Bambi grinding that huge grinding body, and it seems that at this time four extremely ancient source prints appear hidden...

Those four traces of origin are illusory, but they exude antiquity and wonder, and they also seem to absorb those pure breaths, and finally the circumference sees four different attributes of matter being sprayed out, as if it were raining down.

Zhou Yuan's mind glistened. If he guessed correctly, I'm afraid that the spot disproves the four illusory ancient origins on the grind, which is the mother of the wind, forest, fire and mountain spirits!

“Invoke the Qi Blood and the power of the Divine Spirit of all those who enter the Tower of the Origin of the Four Spirits, and then crush the minds contained therein with the Chaos God, turning it into the purest...”

“Using this as a nourishment, the mother of the four ancient origins reproduces countless source marks, and then throws them into the four domains for practicing by the entrants...”

Zhou Yuan's face is full of amazing colors, so that it forms a perfect cycle, which should be the principle that the Four Spirits Origin Tower can run all the time?

But it's easy to say, but it's hard to do it even for those who are strong in jurisdictions, trying to transform the Qi Blood and Divine Power from many people into a pure unity.

Unless the Holy One strikes, but the Holy One is supreme, let those beings sit in town every day and help purify the power of the Qi Blood and the Divine Soul? Aren't you afraid you'll get slapped to death just saying that?

But fortunately, Chaos Sharpening has this magical ability.

I'm afraid that's the main reason why the Four Spirits Origin Tower is owned only by the heavenly realm.

“And…”

Zhou Yuan stared at the spot to disprove the divine grind, and implicitly he felt that not all of the pure things that were transformed by Qi Blood and the power of the divine soul were used to turn into the source marks of the four domains, but some of them were absorbed by the divine grind itself.

Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed, his mind suddenly shocked, the grinding of the gods in front of him should not be the legend, but the imitation made by Master Abyss...

Strictly speaking, it may be a source, or even… a sacred source.

It absorbs those pure things over the years, and I'm afraid it can improve its own taste… One day, it can't be said that it can truly become that legend.

“Is this Master Abyss's plan?” Zhou Yuan is shaken by the dark feeling. In this way, the Four Spirits Origin Tower is really much more than just a sign of heavenly realm, but also a bait to solicit the young heavenly pride of all parties. Finally, it can secretly cultivate a legend.

If, one day, the grinding of God in front of us could truly turn into that legend, I'm afraid even those who are powerful in the Holy Land would have an unimaginable temptation.

Zhou Yuan exclaimed, but he had no idea about the chaos god grinding, but he was very interested in the mother of the four ancient origins. After all, the countless subbodies of the differentiation have become so powerful, as the mother, what horror?

Unfortunately, he could only look at it and not touch it.

Zhou Yuan's soul scratched his head and suddenly he was speechless. Could the power of the temptation have brought his soul, just let him see how big Master's handwriting is?

“You guys are amazing. I'm done. Can I go now?” Zhou Yuan looked at God and mumbled.

Buzz!

And just when Zhou Yuan's voice fell, the speckle grind seemed to vibrate slightly, and then Zhou Yuan was astonished to see that, in the grind of God, it flew out a pure object, transformed by countless qi blood and the power of the divine soul, and came straight to him.

“Huh...”

Zhou Yuan sounded surprised, but before he realized it, those pure things had struck his divine soul.

Then, Zhou Yuan felt countless ripples of water swinging over his divine soul, and his divine soul, directly, began to grow at an astonishing rate.

“Shit! ”

Aware of the dramatic changes in his own soul, the circle jumped in horror, spinning his rush to sit down, then running the Chaos God sharpening ideas.

God grinds and spins, crushing and refining as many pure things as he can put into it.

And Zhou Yuan's solid soul, at this time also shed a slight light, the surface of the soul, as if there was a natural and ancient pattern gradually emerged.

A fluctuating, subtle fluctuation.

But God's grinding in the void is releasing a constant stream of purity, one brain pouring on the circumference, completely unacceptable or unacceptable.

At this time, the circle is between ecstasy and pain.

He was ecstatic that his soul was rapidly becoming stronger, suffering from too much purity of perfusion, causing the soul to feel swollen and painful...

However, as more and more objects were being perfused, he also discovered those strange lines on the surface of the divine soul, which appeared to make him more acutely aware of the heavens and the earth.

“Is this... a soul mark? ”

A shock in Zhou Yuan's heart, the so-called soul marks, is the strength of his own divine soul to a certain level before it can mutate. The soul marks can make the divine soul more acutely perceive the heavens and the earth.

But soul marks are a sign of entering the chemical realm...

Zhou Yuan's heart fluctuated suddenly, blessing the mind for a time.

He suppresses his inner emotions, fully runs the Chaos God sharpening ideas, while his soul, at this time, suddenly becomes bigger, suddenly smaller...

Under the constant infusion of purity, the traces on his soul are growing.

Until a moment, in the mind of the circumference, there was a roar of God, and the heavens and the earth seemed to return to silence at this moment.

An indescribable sensation of subtlety surges in the heart of the Zhou Yuan.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the world seemed to have become unusually clear at this time, and he could even sense the direction of the wind flowing in the thick wind below.

He looked down at the body of the divine soul, visible only on his skin, engraved with ancient traces that flashed with a slight light, making him extremely sensitive to fluctuations between heaven and earth.

Feeling the power of the divine soul that never existed, Zhou Yuan took a step, one step fell, but the divine soul appeared hundreds of feet away as if it were a transient movement.

Move your soul!

That speed, far from the circumference, can be reached by the body at this time.

Zhou Yuan's heart trembled slightly, then he stretched out his palm, with the power of the divine soul gathering in his palm, and finally, the sound was an invisible flame.

Soul flame!

Zhou Yuan looked at the soul inflammation, and the corner of his mouth gradually raised an unbearable arc, his inner flutter made him almost unbearable to make a long whistle.

Because whether it is the movement of the soul or the soul inflammation, this is not the real-world soul realm that can be reached... that is, the realm of the spirit of Zhouyuan, at this moment, finally breaks through the realm he dreamed of!

Divergent, changing thousands, for the realm of transformation!