On the earth, a huge pit emerged, and inside the huge pit, the five figures did not know whether they were alive or dead, no one could imagine that before those ten breaths, they were five masters whose strength had reached the Six Heavens of the Primal Realm...

However, at this time, they were directly solved by a pen.

Zhou Yuan looked at the Tianyuan pen suspended in front of him, although his face was calm, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of amazement and joy.

Obviously, the power displayed by Tian Yuanbi was beyond his imagination.

Zhou Yuan stretched out his palm, slowly holding the body of Tianyuan's pen, his eyes were slightly hot, this former Saint Source Soldier, after falling into his hands for several years, now, it is finally beginning to show a trace of grandeur.

With this thing, it is undoubtedly a tiger with wings for him.

In mid-air, Su Dian looked at the five people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, his eyelids jumped, he was silent for a moment, and finally set his eyes on Zhou Yuan, he didn't expect that everything was always bad for Zhou Yuan, which really made his heart angry.

"I don't believe it, I'm the young sect master of the Yanding Sect, and I can't subdue you as an ordinary disciple of the Cangxuan Sect today!"

Rumble!

When Su Duan's cold shout sounded, the majestic source qi rose from its heavenly spirit cover like wolf smoke, and that source qi was indeed far stronger than the previous few people.

Su Forging looked cold, and his hands slowly approached.

Raging!

The fiery and furious source qi frantically compressed and condensed in his palm, and finally formed a fireball about the size of a human head, and inside the fireball, there seemed to be a shadow.

"Yan Ding Technique!"

Bear!

The fireball rose into the air and exploded suddenly, and the burning flame of the top rose against the storm and turned into a hundred zhang or so, and it was mixed with violent force, and it fiercely suppressed Zhou Yuan below.

This Su Forging made a move, and he was also ruthless, this Yan Ding Technique was the top-grade Xiao Tianyuan Technique that their Yan Ding Sect was famous for.

Yan Ding roared down with blazing heat, Zhou Yuan's eyes did not fluctuate, he held the Tianyuan pen in his hand, the snow-white tip of the pen, and suddenly a little dark lines appeared at this time.

In just a few breaths, the original snow-white tip of the pen has become as black as ink.

Zhou Yuan held the Tianyuan pen in his hand, the pen body was shocked, the spear was like a dragon, and the pitch-black tip of the pen brought a deep light, piercing the air, and directly chose the toughest posture, and collided with the roaring Yanding.

Clang!

A crisp voice rang out.

Seeing this, a sneer broke out at the corner of Su Tuo's mouth, and his handprint changed: "Explosion!"

Above the Yan Ding, there was suddenly an extremely violent fluctuation blooming.

However, at the moment when Yan Ding was about to explode, it was as if a black light had swept by, and then, the sneer on the corner of Su Duan's mouth was directly solidified, because he saw that when the black pen in Zhou Yuan's hand fell, Yan Ding, who was suppressed, was directly split into two, and was split by the black tip of the pen...

"How is it possible..."Su Tuo's pupils constricted, and he lost his voice in shock, his Yan Ding was transformed by pure source qi, extreme rage, the slightest collision, it would explode, causing even stronger destructive power.

But right now, how could he be cut apart by Zhou Yuan?

That feeling is like the Yan Ding transformed by his source qi, under the tip of Zhou Yuan's pen, extremely fragile...

"I don't believe it!"

Su Tuo's face was distorted, he screamed, his hands were closed, and he saw the crimson source qi swept out, and four Yan Dings were formed in front of him, each of which exuded violent fluctuations.

"Smash him for me!"

The four Yan Dings roared down one after another, and before they fell, the ground had cracked one after another, which showed the ferocity of Su Foran's attack.

The hot wind howled, stirring Zhou Yuan's hair.

He looked up at Yan Ding, who was falling quickly, his expression was still unwavering, and the Tianyuan pen in his hand drew a cold light, and the hairs on the tip of the pen were pitch black and deep, flashing with strange lines.

Bang!

Tian Yuan's pen stroked a black light, as if it had turned into four afterimages, and almost at the same time, it was still heavily lit on the four flame tripods that roared down.

Whew!

The four roaring Yan Dings seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Then, the black tip of the pen was with a flickering black glow, from the Yan Ding, straight piercing, the black light spread like an electric current, and the four Yan Ding were quietly decomposed and cracked at this time...

Zuoqiu Qingyu in the back looked at this scene, and couldn't help but cover her mouth, she didn't expect that Su Forging would have such a violent source technique attack, but in front of Zhou Yuan, it was as fragile as paper.

For some reason, Zhou Yuan seemed to have a unique destructive power over these source qi attacks.

In mid-air, Su Tuo's eyes were a little dull, obviously his proud offensive was so easily cracked by Zhou Yuan, and it was a big blow to him.

"How could this be?!" he muttered, in the past, no one dared to get close to his Yan Ding, because the most terrifying thing about Yan Ding's technique was this final explosion.

But when Yan Ding collided with Zhou Yuan before, it seemed to have a strange power, which directly suppressed the source qi of the rage, and finally quietly dissolved it.

"It's that black pen!" Su Tuo's heart was shocked, and his eyes stared at the Tianyuan pen in Zhou Yuan's hand, and on the tip of the pen, there was a strange black glow.

It seemed that it was these black rays that easily tore apart his source qi offensive.

Zhou Yuan raised his head, he looked at Su Forging with a pale face, smiled faintly, his palm shook suddenly, and the Tianyuan pen in his hand turned into a streamer and rose to the sky.

Swish!

Tian Yuan's pen turned into a black light, and stabbed towards Su Forging like lightning, and the speed was so fast that it only left a vague afterimage in the void.

The sharp and incomparable wind rushed to his face, Su Tuo's mouth puffed out, and in the next moment, he saw the crimson source qi spewing out, like rolling flames, and quickly formed a thick shield of source qi in front of him.

Laugh at!

The pitch-black tip of the pen hit the shield of the source qi heavily, the black light flickered, and then, Su Forging is pupils constricted, and under the black light, his source qi defense was as if it had been eroded, and it gradually shattered.

It seems that the black mang, facing any source qi, has a special destructive power.

Swish!

Such a thought swept through his heart like lightning, and immediately Su Forging is scalp was violently numb, and his body retreated like lightning, but at this moment, the shield of source qi burst open.

The black pen on the left and right of Zhang Xu quickly shrank and turned into a normal form, but its speed was extremely fast at this time, and even Su Forging could only see a vague shadow passing by.

"What a speed!"

Su Forging was so shocked that his soul was shocked, this speed was already faster than he perceived.

In the next moment, before he could react, he felt a cold air rushing to his throat, and his retreating figure instantly froze, not daring to move in the slightest.

Cold sweat flowed down his forehead, because at this time, half an inch in front of his throat, the slender black pen was quietly suspended, and the black light at the tip of the pen was faintly visible.

As long as the next moment, this black pen can penetrate his throat.

The smell of death haunts my heart.

Su Forging swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a dry smile appeared on his face, and he said with a slight tremble: "You win, this is your territory, let's quit immediately." ”

He looked at the slender figure below with a slight fear in his eyes, at this time, he still didn't understand that the Zhou Yuan in front of him, who seemed to be only the Four Heavens, was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing!

The four heavens are just to hide people's eyes!

Hearing Su Duan's words, Zhou Yuan also showed a gentle smile, and with a move of his palm, the Tianyuan pen shot back and fell into his hands.

His fingers gently rubbed the mottled body of the Tianyuan pen, and finally stroked the fifth ancient source pattern, and a look of amazement also flashed in his eyes.

All of Su Forging's source technique attacks were finally broken by him with one stroke, and the main reason was because of the existence of this fifth source pattern.

Tian Yuan pen, the fifth pattern...

No.: Break the source!