Clang!

In the sky above the Six-Colored Lake, the Tianyuan Pen wrapped in the majestic golden source qi roared down, colliding fiercely with the white bone ghost claw staff, and the crisp sound resounded, with ripples of power visible to the naked eye, distorting the void.

Zhou Yuan and Fan Demon's gaze were intertwined, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

In the next moment, the two sides made a brazen move.

The shadow of the pen and the shadow of the staff in the sky roared, pouring out like a torrential rain, and suddenly the low sound in the sky continued to explode, and in that short time, the two directly fought for hundreds of rounds.

That kind of confrontation didn't have any tricks, and it was completely based on its own source qi background.

Obviously, that Fan Demon has a strong confidence in his own source qi background, thinking that he can overpower Zhou Yuan with this, but Zhou Yuan is not afraid at all, although in terms of the number of source qi stars in the Qi Mansion, maybe he is slightly worse than Fan Demon, but the combat power of the source qi is strong, and it does not just rely on the number of source qi stars...

His Heavenly Xuanjiao Qi, although it is still only a sixth-grade source qi, but in terms of quality, it is definitely enough to compare with some seventh-grade source qi.

And Fan Demon's blood-red source qi is also a sixth grade, but compared with Zhou Yuan's Heavenly Xuanjiao Qi, there is a certain distance.

Therefore, Fan Demon has more source qi stars, but in terms of quality, it is Zhou Yuan who wins.

Bang! Bang!

In the sky, the two clashed for hundreds of rounds in a very short period of time, and many people secretly smacked their tongues at that intensity, but they could also see that this kind of confrontation between the two was actually a bit evenly matched.

This surprised them, after all, from the perspective of the source qi, it was obvious that Fan Demon should have the advantage, but in reality, it was not the case.

Clang!

In the sky, the Tian Yuan Pen and the White Bone Staff collided fiercely again, and the ripples swept out, and then the two figures were shocked and shot backwards.

Zhou Yuan stabilized his figure and stared at Fan Demon, the latter's strength was indeed very strong, when he fought with Ning Mo before, he was able to suppress it just by relying on his own source qi, but now against Fan Demon, he can only be equal.

However, compared with Zhou Yuan's expression, Fan Demon's face was a little more gloomy, and he didn't expect that his own source qi advantage would not have any effect.

"This kid's source qi is obviously only a six-grade source qi, why can he always suppress my 'blood demon source qi'?" Fan Demon was a little annoyed in his heart, the six-grade source qi he cultivated, even in the Holy Palace, only the chief disciple could cultivate, in his opinion, even if Zhou Yuan was also a six-grade source qi, he should also be suppressed by it.

However, although he was puzzled and angry, Fan Demon had experienced a hundred battles after all, and quickly restrained his emotions, his eyes swept Zhou Yuan coldly, and his hands suddenly closed together, forming a magic seal.

Airplanes!

The blood-red source qi swept out from his body, and the entire heaven and earth were filled with bloody qi.

Since the pure source qi competition is not dominant, then use the source technique to win, as the chief of the Blood Temple, Fan Demon has been cultivating in the Holy Palace for many years, and he can't deal with a new chief who has just entered the Cangxuan Sect for a few years.

"Poison Ze Blood Dragon Technique!"

The rolling blood-red source qi churned around Fan Demon's body, quickly condensing, and actually formed a huge blood dragon, and around the blood dragon, there was a poisonous gas surging, and the momentum was fierce.

This "Poison Ze Blood Dragon Technique" is a low-grade Tianyuan technique that Fan Demon is very good at, he has been immersed in it for many years, and it is already extremely close to the consummation level, and it is powerful.

Fan Demon shouted violently, only to see the blood dragon roaring out with billowing poisonous gas, attacking and killing Zhou Yuan, such a momentum can be described as amazing.

Zhou Yuan stood in the void, he looked at the roaring poisonous gas blood dragon, his expression remained unchanged, his hands were also lightning-like seals, and the source qi in his body frantically converged.

His mouth bulged out at this point.

"Tianyang Shenlu, Tianyang Fire!"

The next moment, his mouth suddenly opened, and in an instant, dark golden flames roared out of his mouth like dragon breath, directly colliding with the poisonous blood dragon.

This dark golden Tianyang Fire represents Zhou Yuan's Tianyang Divine Record, which has reached the realm of perfection.

The temperature of the entire heaven and earth rose at this time, and the bloody aura emitted by it was swept away.

Snort!

The dark gold flame collided with the blood dragon, and I saw that as the flames rose, the poisonous gas around the blood dragon was directly incinerated, and the blood dragon also shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After just a few breaths, the blood dragon was burned into nothingness.

And the dark gold flame, still with residual power, roared away at the gloomy Fan Demon.

With a wave of Fan Demon's sleeve robe, the blood-red source qi formed a light curtain in front of him, resisting the remaining dark golden flames, and he was just about to speak, only to see that Zhou Yuan's mouth had already bulged again.

"Tianyang Fire!"

Another mouthful of dark golden flame dragon breath roared out, smashing at Fan Demon and slashing his head and face

Fan Demon didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly urged the source qi in his body, and another poisonous blood dragon was formed, so he hurried to catch up.

Boom! Boom!

In mid-air, the golden flames and the blood dragon continued to collide, and the aftermath that spread out was incomparably violent.

The source qi shock wave raged, and Fan You's face was gloomy and retreated, but then he felt a movement behind him, and his eyes swept away, only to see countless lakes being moved by invisible forces, turning into giant hands, and slapping them fiercely.

The giant hand came quietly, without any fluctuations in the source qi.

"The power of the divine soul?!" Fan Demon's eyes sank.

Obviously, Zhou Yuan began to do his best to launch an offensive, intending to seize the initiative.

Fan Demon stomped on the soles of his feet, and the blood-red source qi soared into the sky, forming a blood-red giant hand, which collided with the six-colored lake giant hand.

Whoa!

Both shattered at the same time, and the lake suddenly turned into a torrential rain and poured down.

Zhou Yuan stood in the middle of the torrential rain, and when the torrential rain was a few feet away from his body, it automatically bounced away, as if it was hindered by an invisible force.

His eyebrows shook violently.

He stretched out his palm and aimed at Fan Demon from afar, and between his eyebrows, the power of the divine soul in the late stage of the reality realm burst out without reservation at this time.

"Soul Shock!"

Airplanes!

The invisible divine soul suddenly shot out, and that kind of speed was far more rapid and sudden than the source qi attack, so when even the fan demon had not reacted, the majestic invisible divine soul power was fiercely bombarded.

Airplanes!

The attack of the divine soul did not have any amazing momentum, but the face of the Fan Demon changed in an instant at this moment, although his body did not suffer any damage, his face suddenly distorted.

There was a sharp pain between the eyebrows, as if they were about to be torn.

It was caused by the concussion of the spirit.

A strong dizziness erupted from his mind, almost making his head explode, but fortunately, Fan Demon was not a general, and at the same time as the move, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and then drilled into the center of his eyebrows, where a blood-red pattern was formed.

The feeling of severe pain in the soul gradually dissipated.

Bang!

But when he had just stopped the severe pain, he noticed that there was a rapid sound of breaking wind in front of him, and his heart immediately sank, and he secretly screamed badly.

Zhou Yuan's figure rushed like a ghost, his five fingers clenched into fists, his skin flashed with jade light, and there was silver blooming in his bones.

Rumble!

His face was cold, and under a punch, he was wrapped in huge power, directly grabbed Fan Demon's flaws, and blasted at his vital parts.

In a hurry, Fan Demon could only form a layer of source qi light curtain in front of him with blood-red source qi.

Click!

However, Zhou Yuan's punch fell, and the source qi light curtain instantly collapsed, and that punch hit Fan Demon's chest, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his body fell down in disarray, drawing a long trace on the surface of the huge Liucai Lake.

The battle here was also seen by many well-intentioned people for the first time, and countless exclamations broke out in heaven and earth immediately.

That one after another, with a deep shock, looked at Zhou Yuan's figure in the sky, obviously they didn't expect that the confrontation between Zhou Yuan and Fan Demon would be the first to be injured, but it would be the latter...

In the other two battle circles, Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang also noticed this situation, although Jin Zhang was also shocked, but in view of the many miracles before Zhou Yuan, it was quite acceptable for a while.

On the contrary, Tang Xiaoyan opened her ruddy little mouth wide, and her beautiful eyes were full of shock.

Obviously, this scene had a big impact on her.

In mid-air, Zhou Yuan condescendingly looked at the figure on the surface of the lake, although he had achieved an advantage before, he did not relax because of this, because he could feel the figure of Fan Demon below, and there seemed to be an extremely amazing source qi fluctuation brewing in his body.

The blood-red air flow slowly rose from Fan Demon's body, and he raised his head little by little, and his eyes, which were already slightly scarlet, completely turned into blood-red at this time.

In the corners of his eyes, there was even blood flowing out, which looked extremely terrifying.

An indescribable tyrannical killing intent emanated from its body.

Obviously, being injured by Zhou Yuan earlier completely angered this chief disciple who was ranked third in the Holy Palace...

The blood-red air flow converged on Fan Demon's body, and finally formed a huge blood-red shadow of about a thousand feet, that blood shadow, like a blood demon, when it appeared, Zhou Yuan felt that the blood in his body seemed to become disordered at this time.

Zhou Yuan's face became solemn.

In the distance, Tang Xiaoyan saw the strange blood shadow, but her pretty face changed, and she hurriedly shouted: "Zhou Yuan be careful, that is the strongest source technique of the Holy Palace Blood Temple..."

Before her voice fell, Zhou Yuan heard it, a gloomy and cold voice slowly sounded from the mouth of the Fan Demon below.

"Big! Blood! Demon Magic!"

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