"You say, Book Saint, how powerful it was at that time."

There are many people who believe that Leng Yuan is the Lord of the Book Saint, and they began to have some doubts in their hearts.

Although the method of spiritual cultivation of the book saint is already well known to everyone on the mainland.

It's just that the method of spiritual cultivation is really too weird.

This kind of route is completely untraceable, from beginning to end, it is decided by mood, by one's own heart.

So, that's what happened.

So far, except for the Book Saint of the year, no one has been able to cultivate the cultivation method of spiritual cultivation to the peak state.

They are curious about how powerful this spiritual practice is, but in fact, it is understandable.

Unlike them, Su Xiaomo at this time looked at this scene in the picture.

There was an expression of disbelief on his face.

If she hadn't seen this scene, she wouldn't have known that Leng Yuan could practice something that everyone would know.

But why, everyone knows, but she doesn't.

The look on Su Xiaomo's face instantly dimmed.

She lowered her eyes, not knowing what was going on in her mind, and then looked up at the screen.

At this time, in the middle of the picture.

Leng Yuan and Leng Ruoqing came to an empty venue together.

Surrounded by monks who had come to see the cold source.

The two wanted to stand opposite each other.

A group of former immortal realm powerhouses, standing behind Leng Yuan, they all tested it with their spiritual power.

Leng Yuan's body just didn't have any spiritual power, which couldn't help but make them fall into contemplation.

After watching it for a while, a former immortal realm powerhouse still couldn't hold back and said it.

"Like, you didn't deliberately make it fun for us in the middle of the night."

"Leng Yuan, this kid, has always been unable to practice, we have watched him grow up, if we can practice, we will help no matter what we say."

"Yes, just like a girl, why do you think he was able to practice at this time......"

Zhao Wanru snorted coldly: "Didn't I say it before, Yuan'er came up with his own cultivation method, which is different from other people's cultivation methods." ”

Zhao Wanru had an idea, and the corners of her mouth chuckled lightly in an instant.

Her figure appeared beside Leng Ruo and pulled him away.

When the figure reappeared, it had already reached the side of the person who had just spoken: "Yuan'er, let your Uncle Zhang be your opponent this time." ”

"Yuan'er, mother reminds you that when your Uncle Zhang was in the Immortal Mirror, he was one of the strongest people here."

Hearing this, the cultivator surnamed Zhang instantly smiled on his face.

"It's okay, it's okay, just let me see, what is unique about your original cultivation method, kid."

After saying that, he walked out of the crowd and stood on the opposite side of Leng Yuan.

Leng Yuan nodded: "Uncle Zhang, you have to be careful." ”

Everyone knows each other, and this monk surnamed Zhang also grew up watching Leng Yuan.

Naturally, there is no need to say too many polite words.

Seeing Leng Yuan, he took out a piece of paper from his body, and this paper instantly floated into the air.

The pen in his hand, he made a few strokes on the paper.

"Shrink the ground into inches."

This time, Leng Yuan did not draw, but wrote.

The four big characters, the moment they appeared on the paper, disappeared.

Seeing this scene, many monks were pleasantly surprised, which was enough to show that Leng Yuan was actually able to practice.

However, whether it can reach the level of the immortal mirror is actually still up for debate.

In the next second, they felt that the earth began to tremble, and Leng Yuan's figure also moved forward rapidly in an instant.

In just a breath, Leng Yuan stood in front of the monk surnamed Zhang.

"Uncle Zhang, I'm offended."

"Draw the ground as a prison."

When the words fell, the original monk surnamed Zhang wanted to catch Leng Yuan directly, but who knows, he couldn't move at all at this time.

Not only him, but also the monks around him, they also tried it, wanted to open up the space, and then go out.

But I found that the space was locked, and I couldn't open the space at all.

It's impossible to tear the space apart.

The monks who said they were coming to see the excitement before, but they all had surprised expressions on their faces at this time.

Not only them, but even Leng Ruoling and his wife were extremely surprised at this time.

At first, they were just happy that Leng Yuan could give them some surprises.

Who knows, now he actually has the strength to confront the Great Sage Realm.

Moreover, he is now less than twenty years old, and his body is also unusually weak.

Now, Leng Yuan just shot casually, and wrote eight words from the beginning.

It must be that the monks of the Great Sage Realm will not be able to fight back.

They were even speculating whether they had written eight characters to save some face for the monk surnamed Zhang.

After all, just one dungeon can trap them all.

At this moment, the monks all glanced at each other, and a bitter smile appeared on their faces.

They had to admit that they really underestimated the cold source.

This way of cultivation created by Leng Yuan has been terrifying to the extreme, and even the effect of saying the Fa has been achieved.

A few simple words, even all the Great Saint Realm cultivators were trapped.

That's not a monk from the Great Saint Realm, there are more than twenty of them combined.

The monks' eyes showed a look of surprise, and even a hint of joy appeared on their faces.

The monk surnamed Zhang, who had just spoken wildly, also smiled bitterly at this time.

He solemnly gave Leng Yuan a fist salute.

"Not bad, not bad. , Yuan'er, it's the old man who underestimates you, you do have some strength, not bad. ”

In the next second, the look on the face of this monk surnamed Zhang was also a lot more solemn.

He closed his eyes, and in the next second, he saw a Dharma Aspect above his head.

This phase is a bit similar to Qin Ming's thousands of phases, which is a combination of drops of water.

Water is weak, but it is also strong because it can flow and even travel through space.

Therefore, it is also the best way to fight against the cold source.

Leng Yuan chuckled, then raised his pen and continued to swipe through the air.

In an instant, the surrounding monks felt a scorching sensation.

The water droplet method of the monk surnamed Zhang was immediately suppressed by this scorching heat.

There is even the appearance of being evaporated.

The monk surnamed Zhang snorted coldly, put away the water droplets, and gathered a god image again.

This is another aspect of his dharma, and this dharma phase condenses a god image.

This is the idol of the deity they once worshipped.

When the idol saw the cold source, it rushed straight towards him.

The cold source still does not change color.