Dragon Prince Yuan

On the bed, Zhou Yuan sat still. He put the jade Jane playing with the trap mark in his hand, revealing the colour of the silence. A moment later, there was a glow of divine soul flashing in his eyebrows, and the power of a divine soul dissipated, invading the jade quietly.

However, just as the power of the divine soul entered, it triggered a very sensitive reaction. A subtle force erupted from the jade brief. In a flash, the source mark on the jade brief was the rapid ablation as if it were a handful of snow, and turned into a glorious jade brief.

“Self-destruct settings are so sensitive. ”

Zhou Yuan glanced slightly, not surprisingly, after all, it was only his first attempt, and if it was so simple it would succeed, he would not believe it.

He crushed Jade Jane with his bare hands and took out another trap.

Zhou Yuan directly smashed this jade Jane into his chest, and the moment it was smashed, there was a flash of light burst, and these lights gathered around the circumferential chest, gradually forming a strange source pattern.

This source pattern, which penetrates directly into the flesh, spreads a ray of light and then forms a strange interwoven web, roughly like a spider web.

This web is all over the upper body, and the links to each line are quite subtle. Although it looks extremely fragile and does not have any defense or power to attack, Zhouyuan knows that if in the Tower of the Origin of the Four Spirits, some of the source marks will be adhered to by the web once they pass through the body, and then remain in the body.

“What a delicate source print.” Zhou Yuan observed with a divine soul, constantly nodded and exclaimed.

This trace seems simple, but it's actually quite complex, because it's in a constantly changing line, which should be the main reason why others can't reproduce it.

And, uh...

Zhou Yuan acutely felt that to engrave this trace should be to need some kind of special material as a medium, but it is not possible to deduce what the material is, I'm sure it is also the biggest secret of the Fire Palace.

If he wants to replicate the trap marks, he has to figure out what the material is, and that's obviously not something simple.

And the traces are extremely fragile, and the slightest movement can collapse at any moment, which prevents the circumference from intruding directly with the soul to observe them.

One hour later, Zhou Yuan retracted his soul. He glanced at the chest, and the trace had gradually dissipated.

In fact, the principle of tracing marks is not particularly complicated, but some of the key points are difficult to break, such as the special material contained in the traces...

So if you want to repeat it, it's really hard.

“Since it can't be reproduced, I'll create one myself!” Zhou Yuan snorted coldly. When his eight pulses were not open, he practiced the source pattern as a natural skill. Even if he later started practicing the source gas, he did not let go of the practice on the source pattern.

Even, because there are people around him with the rank of Master of Origin, his origins are also deepening.

The demonizer of the Fire Palace was able to create traces of capture, and he didn't believe it, and he would be weaker than that.

However, when I think of it, Zhou Yuan's eyes suddenly dimmed. If she was around, I'm afraid this trail would be deciphered in minutes.

“Whoa, wait for me, I'm trying, trying to get the Zulong lamp, and then find the Zulong flesh, so you can recover.” Zhou Yuan whispered to himself, but his palms couldn't help but hold tight. He also missed the days when he was alive and swallowed.

Compared to that time, he, now alone in this strange Mixed Heaven, is indeed a little lonely.

But after all, Zhou Yuan is not immersed in the difficult people of the past. He takes a deep breath and suppresses the emotions in his heart. Now that he is unable to return to his past life, he must constantly strive for it, instead of doing some senseless fantasy here.

Zhou Yuan's eyes gradually closed, but his eyebrows and soul flashed. Next, he intends to try to deduce to see if he can create a source pattern that works similar to the trace.

...

The closing deduction of the weekly yen is that there is no movement for three days.

In these three days, the Wind Cabinet Cabinet caused a lot of turmoil due to the trace capture. In order to appease people's hearts, Ye Bingling barely had time to go into the breeze cultivation, but even so, the results were not very good. After all, it was too important to attribute it to Yuan Bao coin, and many people could not waste their time because of the three-year time limit.

So some people who originally supported Ye Bingling also began to shake.

For this reason, Ye Bingling is exhausted and can only listen to the bad news that keeps coming, but there is no way.

And when Ye Bingling, Yiqiu Shui, they had a headache, at this time, in another small building on Fengdao, Chen Beifeng was smiling. He stood in front of the railing and looked at the popularity boiling in front of the small building, all members of the wind cabinet who came to buy traces, many of whom were supporters of Ye Bingling.

But it is clear that no loyal advocate can resist the temptation to return to the coin of origin.

“Brother Chen, for the past three days, the people at Ye Bingling are probably almost halfway apart.” Behind Chen Beifeng, Jin's face was filled with joy.

Chen Beifeng smiled slightly, “If the time is longer, I'm afraid there are only two or three wildcats on her side, it won't be a climate. ”

“I will defeat her after the contest of the Lords, but I want to see if she is not submissive as an ice beauty! ”

He was quite generous, and the wolf created by Zhou Yuan some time ago disappeared at this time.

“By the way, what about the weekend?” Chen Beifeng suddenly asked.

Jin Teng grinned. "I'm told he hasn't appeared in the building for days. I think he must be ashamed to appear. After all, this situation is out of focus, so why not hide as a blind person. ”

“Ye Bingling was really blind to support him so much. ”

Chen Beifeng shook his head and did not hesitate to say: “I don't know what the thickness of heaven and earth is, now I know to kick the iron plate? Well, it's late! ”

“Now ignore him. When I become the chief of the council, find a way to remove his deputy chief of the council, offend me Chen Beifeng. Does he think that he can keep him as the deputy chief of the council? ”

“Congratulations to His Excellency in advance.” Kim Teng laughed, his eyes overwhelmed the color of hatred, and when that guy loses his position as vice president, he must be properly humiliated.

“Keep it up, I think they'll last a few more days.” Chen Beifeng patted Jinteng's shoulder and then turned around and went inside.

...

And on the couch, when the reckoning of the weekly Dollar reached the fifth day, his closed eyes were slowly opened at this time.

In his eyes, there seemed to be a glimmer of divine light.