Within the void.

"The four directions of heaven and earth are the universe, and the ancient, modern, and future are the universe...... Heaven and earth are chaotic at the beginning, and everything is swallowed up as chaos......"

Zhou Yuanpan sat in the void, emptying his mind.

He is enlightened.

Feel the difference between the Avenue of Chaos and the Avenue of Universe.

The essence of the three thousand avenues is the same.

The reasoning is very different.

Zhou Yuan's Sun Holy Body broke and stood up, becoming more and more powerful.

Smelted in the stars of the sun, constantly recovering from injuries.

In the midst of this peerless holy war.

Everything he had lost was fully replenished within the Void Realm.

Before in reality.

That peerless holy war was too dangerous.

Zhou Yuan's body was really almost destroyed.

He fought several saints alone, and with all his might, he beheaded them all.

Covered in holy wounds.

If there is no Sun Eucharist, if there is no star in the void, it may really bring him a lifetime of dark wounds.

However, he was not broken in the end.

Instead, he broke through the barrier and rushed all the way to the middle stage of the gods.

Grow in a desperate situation, nirvana in the midst of brokenness, and go against the sky.

Maybe.

This is the destination of all the holy bodies in the Great Wilderness Immortal Domain.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked into the depths of nothingness.

A divine light shot from his eyes.

There is no concept of time, distance, etc. in the Void Realm.

He wanted to leave the void.

He walked step by step, I don't know how long.

The Chaos Bell pointed out his path for him, and the four stars were inseparable from him, interweaving the Great Dao pattern.

Ultimately.

Zhou Yuan broke through his confusion and woke up in reality.

He narrowed his eyes, noticed that the light was a little harsh, and looked to his side.

Saw.

Shen Qingshu sat on the ground and slept on his stomach, tears drying out of the corners of his eyes, forming tear stains.

Zhou Yuan's heart twisted.

Or the holy injury, but also distressed, he got up and hugged the girl to rest.

She didn't wake up, she must have been very tired.

Fusion of chaotic qi, coupled with the divine power of the Sun Holy Body, the holy wound that could have been fatal, Zhou Yuan had already healed most of it.

The scars are gone.

It was three days later.

Zhou Yuan regained his spirit, and his cultivation did not fall but rose.

See the morning sun again.

On this day, Xiao Xian'er was sitting outside the door, she looked at the horizon in the distance, and she didn't know what to think.

"Master......"

Xiao Xian'er looked at Zhou Yuan, who was unharmed, and lost her mind.

Di Luoxi has been here.

With the supreme power, Zhou Yuan's injury could not be cured, and in the past three days, Taichu Peak was full of sorrow.

And he is now.

But he stood in front of him.

"Thank you for your hard work, go and rest!"

Zhou Yuan smiled unabated, and went down the mountain silently, he was going to continue to fight for the lord of the Heavenly Palace.

"You..... You don't go. I won't allow you to go! ”

Xiao Xian'er lost her voice.

She trotted all the way, showing her hands outstretched, blocking her way.

Zhou Yuan glanced into the distance, didn't say anything, just patted the girl's shoulder and said:

"I have killed all the people I should kill, and the next battle is the preaching, there is no danger, don't worry!"

Zhou Yuan smiled and comforted.

Then he swept past the girl and ran into the sky.

"Heavenly Dao Sect, is it that important to you?"

Voices are heard.

Zhou Yuan's heart was shocked, and he looked at a shadow.

It's De Luoxi.

She waited silently at the foot of the Taichu Mountain.

"It's important!"

Zhou Yuan smiled brightly, nodded, and left a back.

"Because my system is called the sect revival system!"

Of course.

This is Zhou Yuan's heartfelt words.

……

After the bloody battle of the saints.

ushered in a heavy rain, washed away the holy blood, and ushered in the final battle on the majestic immortal mountain.

Zhou Yuan glanced at it.

Except for a few peerless Tianjiao, the rest are basically the older generation of powerhouses.

"Oh my God, it's the Second Holy Son of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and he's actually out of the customs!"

"I can't believe it!"

"How terrifying should it be that this man became famous more than thirty years ago, and was already a saint at that time?"

"It's not that he focuses on cultivating immortals, and he doesn't get red dust in his life, how can he fight for the position of the master of this Heavenly Dao Palace?"

All of you there.

Almost all of them are talking about the same topic.

Zhou Yuan was also puzzled.

He looked into their gaze and at the figure who had caused the conversation.

It was a young man with a fairy spirit.

He has a slender figure, black hair that reaches to his waist, and his eyes are flat, radiant and restrained.

The whole person seems detached.

However, when Zhou Yuan observed him with the eyes of fate, he was shocked for a while.

[Root Bone: 200]

[Perception: 6000]

【Physique: Dao Tire】

【Talent:??? 】

【Luck: Golden】

Those who are pregnant with the womb ...

Although it is not a congenital Dao fetus, it is almost there.

The plasticity of this constitution is highly scary.

It is a natural closeness to the Great Dao, and it is easy to practice any exercises, and it will come naturally.

Once.

The ancient emperor with this physique cultivated a hundred schools of supernatural powers and practiced thousands of avenues, so as to prove the emperor, it can be seen how strong he is.

But strangely.

The Dao fetus is close to heaven and earth, and it is born peerless, and the son of luck can't run.

But.

This person who is called the Second Holy Son, why does he only have golden luck?!

To know.

Black luck is calamity.

White luck is called mundane.

Green luck is mediocre.

Blue luck is one in a hundred.

Purple luck is one in ten thousand.

Golden luck comes out once in ten years.

That colorful luck comes once in a century.

Further up, there are also once-in-a-lifetime sons of luck, sons of planes, and so on.

Dignified tires.

Luck should be colorful.

Just golden luck, how can you carry this physique?!

"Could it be that he was a great villain in his previous life and was reincarnated from the eighteenth layer of hell?"

Zhou Yuan teased in his heart.

That being said.

But this person is known as the peerless Tianjiao by everyone.

He has been in seclusion for half his life, not asking about the world, and his current combat power is estimated to have reached a terrifying level.

Let's be honest.

Now Zhou Yuan felt more and more that he was in the position of the first holy son".

It's really like a lot of people give it away on purpose.

After all, he is the apprentice of the master.

It seems that this second son became famous decades earlier.

And compared with the original Great Sun Dao Body and the Dao Fetus, it is really a firefly compared to Haoyue, and there is no comparison at all.

Even the Sun Sacred Body is only a little stronger than the Dao Fetus now.

and a level of congenital tire.

Zhou Yuan couldn't see this person's cultivation with the naked eye, but it was estimated that he must have become a saint, either a saint or a saint king.

This kind of pride.

It is not to be compared with ordinary saints of the same realm.

The four prohibitions and the five prohibitions are the most basic, and they are even likely to have stepped into the realm of the eight prohibitions.

The saint should be the saint king, and the saint king should be regarded as the great saint.

"The people from the Hongdian are also here, this is a demon saint king who has been cultivating for thousands of years!"

"What? Does the Heavenly Dao Sect still accept demon clan disciples? ”

"Shhhhhhhh......h

"That turned out to be the Great Elder of the Heavenly Temple, and he also wanted to compete for the throne? It's the master of the third sword! ”

"That person is Long Mingdao, he is the descendant of the Lord of the Dragon Hall of the Earth Palace!"

Zhou Yuan's gaze swept over everyone, and he couldn't help but secretly marvel.

I can stick to it so far.

Everyone is not an ordinary person, and their future talents are above the Holy Lord.

There are even some people who are even respectful.

Immediately.

Zhou Yuan's gaze became cold, focusing on Long Mingdao.

The Earth Hall Long Yang and his descendant Long Ming Dao are the subtle works of the Netherworld Palace.

The saint's bloody battle, he didn't participate, or he hid deep enough.

Zhou Yuan was not able to slaughter him.

I didn't expect him to dare to come forward.

"Zhou Yuan is also here, he is a killing god...

"How is that possible? He almost died three days ago, and now he's alive again? ”

Seeing Zhou Yuan coming, many people held their breath, their faces turned pale, and they were cold from head to foot.