Chapter 3194 Confronting the Saint, Disdainful of Good Fortune

An ancient palace is located on the top of a mountain, shrouded in clouds and mist. In the pavilion, a girl in purple clothes opens her eyes with a beautiful face. She was mysterious, charming, domineering and noble, a peerless beauty, a beauty, and a disaster. It was Wu Yao from the Great Wu Dynasty. She had a whim, and she vaguely sensed it.

"Wu Huang, you were defeated by your arrogance and arrogance after all. I was right!"

Wu Huang and Wu Yao are twins of a dragon and a phoenix, and there is a special connection between the two. A luxurious and holy shadow flew out of her body, red flames danced, the phoenix spread its wings, and let out a low groan. It penetrated the gold and cracked the stone. The dragon's energy is faintly rioting.

"I didn't expect that Zhou Yuan would actually take back part of the Holy Dragon's energy. I really want to swallow him up right away!"

Wu Yao's beautiful face showed an enchanting smile, her pink tongue slightly licked her plump pink lips, full of fatal charm, her voice was so cold that it made people's hearts tremble.

In the stone pavilion, Xiao Yuanyan raised his head and drank, extremely heroic. The wine flowed from the corner of his mouth and soaked the clothes on his chest. He wiped the back of his left hand and laughed loudly.

"I'm so happy, the real thing can't be fake, the fake can't be real, the battle between the real dragons has settled!"

After saying that, Xiao Yuanyan waved his hand casually, and the Origin Qi shone and fell on the water mirror. The mirror immediately dissipated and he could no longer watch.

"Let's wait for a while, Zhou Yuan should arrive here soon."

Yaoyao nodded and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Zhou Yuan killed Wu Huang's body and won the victory. He regained part of the Holy Dragon's luck. The quality of the Black Python Qi should be improved and he entered the sixth level. Grade Origin Qi, even reaching the seventh grade is not necessarily guaranteed.

Since then, Zhou Yuan has embarked on the path of the Holy Dragon, which is not inferior to achieving great fortune in the Holy Land. It can be said that his future is boundless.

"Da da da da da da."

There was a rush of footsteps. Xiao Yuanyan leaned back slightly and leaned on the stone table. With a cynical smile on his face, he glanced up at the approaching figure but did not speak.

"Yaoyao, Xiao Yuanyan!"

Zhou Yuan stopped and looked at the two people sitting side by side. His nose twitched slightly. The aroma of wine in the air made him smile a bit. He knew that Yaoyao was an alcoholic, but he didn't expect that Xiao Yuanyan was also an alcoholic. Good wine.

"Congratulations, you have regained two-thirds of the holy dragon energy in Wu Huang's body!"

Xiao Yuanyan took a look at Zhou Yuan and saw his details clearly. As expected, Wu Huang had not yet died, and his soul was saved by the Holy Palace envoy, taking away one third of the Holy Dragon's luck, leaving Zhou Yuan Gong fell short.

"He still ran away. Next time I meet him, I will make him lose his soul and never be reincarnated!"

There was a bit of regret on Zhou Yuan's face. He had just used all his abilities, but still failed to retain Wu Huang's soul. He only had time to regain two-thirds of the dragon energy, and he felt a little dissatisfied.

"With a strong person in the Divine Palace Realm, it's already amazing that you can achieve this. In the future, Wu Huang and You will be on the same starting line. Don't you still have the confidence to kill him completely?"

Zhou Yuan started too late in the beginning, and there was a huge gap between him and Wu Huang. Now he can kill Wu Huang's physical body and surpass Wu Huang. Is it possible that he will lose to his defeated generals in the future?

"You are right, Wu Huang has been defeated, he is no longer worthy of being my opponent!"

Zhou Yuan's expression perked up and he looked at Xiao Yuanyan with burning eyes. He had already surpassed Wu Huang, and now the only person of the same age in front of him was Xiao Yuanyan. This would be his next target to catch up.

Xiao Yuanyan felt the fighting spirit in Zhou Yuan's heart and shook his head slightly. Although Zhou Yuan was a holy dragon, he was still far inferior to him, which made him uninterested. There was no opponent in his eyes, only the great road. The peak is worthy of his pursuit.

Xiao Yuanyan stood up, his skin glowing with gleaming light, his black hair scattered behind him, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he spoke with a hint of boredom.

"Now that we're here, let's go see what great things are happening in this holy land!"

Hearing this, Yaoyao also stood up, her black hair fluttering, swept over Xiao Yuanyan's shoulders, and walked to Zhou Yuan's side without interest.

Zhou Yuan's face was excited, his eyes were shining, and his eyes were full of impatience. He had worked hard and fought all the way up just for the great good fortune in the Holy Land. Unlike Xiao Yuanyan's laziness and Yaoyao's lack of interest, Que, his heart was filled with excitement.

The three of them walked out of the stone pavilion and walked deeper, through the dense mountain forest, along the gravel road, and came to the edge of a cliff. There was no road ahead, and the three of them stopped.

Outside the cliff, clouds and mist shrouded the sky, and a huge green pine stood in the sky. Under the green pine was a white jade platform. A figure sat cross-legged, with disheveled hair, looking at the three of them, with majestic eyes and a calm aura.

"You are finally here!"

The figure made a clear and gentle voice, slowly raised his head, and revealed his true face. His face was as white as jade, and his appearance was as handsome as that of a young man. Only one pair of eyes were ancient, with the breath of time, making people feel extremely profound. It's like an endless starry sky.

Xiao Yuanyan looked at him, and in the deepest part of his eyes appeared an extremely huge world-destroying mill, swallowing up the chaos and crushing the heavens. A breath of destruction permeated the air, resisting the terrifying momentum and pressure of this person, but The soul still felt a bit heavy.

"What a powerful soul, worthy of the fallen saint!"

Xiao Yuanyan thought to himself, looking away and no longer looking at him. This person who looked like a handsome young man was an extremely terrifying existence. He had not grown up yet and was no match for him.

This person is actually just an afterimage, an afterimage of a saint. His eyes are like a torch, and he seems to be able to see through people's hearts. Nothing in the world can escape his eyes.

Xiao Yuanyan knew that this man had a close relationship with Yaoyao and did not want to bathe in the blood of the saint, so he was too lazy to speak and stepped back, falling behind Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yuanyan who was yawning. He was confused, but he still bowed his hands and said.

"Junior Zhou Yuan, I have met my senior!"

The afterimage of the saint nodded slightly, glanced at Zhou Yuan, and then shifted his gaze to Yaoyao who was also bored, with a bright light flashing in his eyes.

"Finally see you!"

The afterimage of the saint had a gentle attitude, even a bit of kindness, just like an elder looking at a younger generation. He treated Yaoyao very differently, which made Zhou Yuan want to cry without tears. He had fought hard to get here, so why did he ignore him so much? , the difference in treatment is probably too big.

Only then did Yaoyao's expression change slightly, she raised her head to look at the afterimage of the saint, raised her brows slightly, and said with some uncertainty.

"you know me?"

"I know Cang Yuan."

The boy-like afterimage had a faint smile on his face, he retracted his gaze and said casually.

"You know Grandpa Black!"

There was a more serious look on Yaoyao's face. She had lived with Lord Cangyuan since she was a child. Later, Cangyuan entrusted her to Zhou Yuan and faced the pursuing enemies alone, with her life or death uncertain.

"Who is the senior?"

Zhou Yuan spoke again. Lord Cangyuan is his master. He has lived for who knows how many years. The young man in front of him actually knows him. He must also be an old monster, so his tone is full of caution, for fear of offending this mysterious man. The presence.

"I am the legendary fallen saint. You can call me Ancestor Cangxuan."

"Of course, I only have a little bit of immortality, and my body has fallen."

Ancestor Cangxuan looked indifferent, seemingly unfazed by his own demise, and said with a smile.

"Why isn't Cang Yuan by your side?"

Ancestor Cangxuan was very concerned about Yaoyao and ignored Zhou Yuan. He frowned slightly and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Grandpa Hei was pursued by a mysterious enemy, so he left."

Yaoyao's expression was gloomy and she felt a little sour in her heart. She and Lord Cangyuan were like ancestors and depended on each other for their lives. Now that Cangyuan was blocking the enemy and he didn't know where he was going, she couldn't help but feel worried.

Xiao Yuanyan looked back and forth between Yaoyao and Cangxuan Patriarch, with a look of understanding on his face. He listened quietly to the exchange between the two parties, and his mind gradually became empty, and he didn't know where he was drifting.

After an unknown amount of time, Patriarch Cangxuan and Yaoyao finally finished their exchange. A happy smile appeared on his handsome face and he got back to business.

"You are here to find my ancestor, my creation?"

"When my ancestor and I were killed by the Saint Clan, not only because of you, but also because of the Cangxuan Holy Seal!"

When Xiao Yuanyan heard this, his body trembled slightly, and he finally came to his senses. A flash of light flashed in his eyes and he looked at the ancestor Cangxuan.

When the heaven and earth in the Tianyuan Realm first opened, the nine heavens were formed, and nine things were born in the origin, which are called the nine seals of the heavens, and the Cangxuan Holy Seal is one of them. The person who holds the Holy Seal can be said to be the master of the day, also known as the God. Ancestor Cangxuan is the previous God of Cangxuantian.

As for the Holy Race, the first race was born in Hongmeng when the world first opened, before all things were born. That race was the Holy Race. The Holy Race was extremely talented and extremely powerful. They were the masters of heaven and earth during the prehistoric period. The other races, They are all under it, subject to its enslavement and control.

Wherever there is oppression, there will be resistance. Later, the tribes rebelled and a shocking war broke out. Only then did they get rid of the enslavement of the Saint Clan and occupied the five heavens. The remaining four heavens were still under the control of the Saint Clan.

The various clans set up the Hunyuan Saint-Slaying Array in the five heavens, which could restrict the most powerful saints from entering the five heavens. The saints then changed their strategy, recruited human forces to join them, and formed the Holy Palace, with the saints as their lords. , serving the Holy Clan as the residence of gods and doing things for them. When Cangxuan Ancestor died, it was because the Holy Palace had tampered with the Hunyuan Saint-Slaying Formation and exposed its flaws. Three of the most powerful men from the Saint Clan came and killed him. Cangxuan Patriarch is the God.

"Back then, my body was beheaded and my soul was split, suppressed and sealed. However, I had already sealed the Cangxuan Holy Seal in advance, and also peeled off the four holy patterns on it, weakening the power of the Cangxuan Holy Seal and making it impossible for the saints to Feel its presence."

Ancestor Cangxuan recounted his past events, suddenly looked at Zhou Yuan's forehead, and said with a smile.

"One of the holy patterns is the barrier-breaking holy pattern. You have already obtained it. It can spy on the flaws of all things. I believe you should also understand it!"

When Zhou Yuan heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face. No wonder he was able to break through the flaws in Wu Huang's attack and defense when fighting Wu Huang. It turned out to be the magical effect of this holy mark that he had obtained.

When Xiao Yuanyan heard this, his eyes searched Zhou Yuan's smooth forehead, and he secretly complained in his heart that he was worthy of being the protagonist. He had already obtained the sacred mark before he stepped into the Holy Land, and his luck was simply invincible.

"If you want to collect all four holy patterns in the future, you need to join the Cangxuan Sect. The second holy pattern was sealed by me in the Holy Origin Peak!"

Cangxuan Sect is one of the strongest sects in Cangxuan Heaven. It has seven peaks, and each peak has countless disciples. Each performs its own duties and practices its own methods. The Holy Source Peak was the retreat place of Cangxuan Patriarch. .

"The Holy Origin Peak has been sealed by me, and no one can enter. If you two enter the Cangxuan Sect and pass the mountain selection ceremony, you can hold my seal, enter the Holy Origin Peak, break the seal, and reopen the Holy Origin Peak."

Xiao Yuanyan curled his lips when he heard this. Patriarch Cangxuan was too biased. He only talked about Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao and excluded him directly. The difference in treatment was also too big.

Ancestor Cangxuan seemed to be aware of Xiao Yuanyan's dissatisfaction, his eyes moved and fixed on him, and an extremely tyrannical aura enveloped Xiao Yuanyan.

"What I just said is confidential and must not be told to others, so I can only wrong you. I will seal this memory of yours!"

"I disagree!"

Xiao Yuanyan's face turned cold, a chill spread out, and he stared at Patriarch Cangxuan with a sneer. It was just a ray of spiritual light from the saint, and he really thought that he could control him at will.

"You don't need to complain. I can give you a drop of the saint's blood as compensation. If you don't want to suffer, it's better to be obedient and not resist, so as not to suffer!"

Ancestor Cangxuan is worthy of being a God. He has a domineering and mighty aura. As he speaks, a powerful surge of spiritual power is about to rush into Xiao Yuanyan's mind.

"How presumptuous, I only give you some respect because you are a human saint, but you really think that I am a soft persimmon who can be bullied at will!"

Xiao Yuanyan shouted loudly, and the World-Destroying Great Mill appeared in his eyeballs, slowly turning, swallowing up the infinite energy of chaos, crushing the heavens, exuding the aura of destruction of all things, his soul stirred, and faced the ancestor of Cangxuan. The power of the soul.

"boom!"

Chaos shattered, heaven and earth opened up, earth, wind, water and fire raged, clear and turbid separated, yin and yang separated, and a complete small world was born. Countless traces of origin gathered together and combined, turning into a ball of gleaming light, as if the mystery of the endless avenue was manifested, mysterious and mysterious.

Xiao Yuanyan's body shook slightly, his soul retreated, and fell onto the world-destroying great mill. He drove this chaotic treasure to rush forward, and fell directly into this world. The millstone rotated up and down, swallowing up the ball of gleaming light, and destroyed it. The speed of the Great Mill's rotation suddenly accelerated, and the soul experienced ten thousand crushing and reorganizations in an instant, and gathered its form again. An invisible flame appeared between the eyebrows, beating and flickering.

"Hun Yan, what an amazing little guy!"

Ancestor Cangxuan's tone was full of surprise, his soul returned to calm, and he no longer tried to seal Xiao Yuanyan's memory, with a look of shock on his handsome face.

Soul flame is the fire of the divine soul, which is invisible, qualityless, and extremely magical. It is the flame that can be condensed only when the divine soul breaks through the realm of transformation. The physical body of a person hit by the soul flame remains unscathed, but if the soul is contaminated, it will be burned in an instant, leaving an empty shell-like body. Moreover, the soul flame is invisible, colorless, and unpredictable. It is a great weapon for those who cultivate the soul.

"I didn't expect that at such a young age, your soul would actually reach the Transformation Realm, comparable to a Divine Palace Realm Source Master. I am just an immortal spiritual light, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to seal your memory!"

Ancestor Cangxuan sighed, things were messed up. This little guy was amazingly talented, far better than Zhou Yuan. He actually used his own hands to break through before the battle, and his soul achieved the transformation state.

When Xiao Yuanyan heard this, his expression remained motionless, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he stared at the ancestor Cangxuan. A murderous intention rose in his heart, and he wished he could kill this old guy directly.

"It's a pity that I am still in the Holy Relics Land. Even if my soul breaks through to the Transformation Realm, I can't do anything to the other party. The most I can do is protect myself and keep my memory intact!"

Xiao Yuanyan is still self-aware. Who knows how many tricks Patriarch Cangxuan has left in the Holy Land. Although he is angry at Patriarch Cangxuan's tyranny, he has no intention of fighting with the opponent and giving up as soon as he sees fit.

"I can promise that I will not say a word to outsiders about what I heard today!"

After hearing this, Patriarch Cangxuan gave up his original plan of using other methods and took a deep look at Xiao Yuanyan. Such a handsome man would definitely grow into a pillar of the human race in the future. He did not want to force him too much, so he did not mention sealing Xiao Yuanyan. A matter of memory.

Ancestor Cangxuan turned his palm, and the golden light gathered together, forming a drop of golden blood, which activated the endless Source Qi and formed a tornado, which was extremely powerful.

"You came to the Holy Land just to get a drop of my holy blood. This drop of holy blood will be regarded as my apology!"

After saying that, Patriarch Cangxuan waved his hand, and the golden blood flew through the void and fell towards Xiao Yuanyan, about to be integrated into his body.

Xiao Yuanyan frowned. He was unwilling to accept this drop of saint's blood. Although this blood could increase his cultivation strength, it would also pollute the purity of the blood in his body and make him a descendant of Cangxuan Ancestor. He But I don’t have the habit of recognizing my ancestors everywhere.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuanyan slowly raised his right hand, pinched his thumb and middle finger together, and with a flick of his finger, the drop of saint's blood flew away and fell into Zhou Yuan's body.

"My body, hair, and skin are all given to me by my parents. I don't want to merge into other people's flesh and blood. I'd better give this great blessing to Zhou Yuan!"

Zhou Yuan's face changed, and he opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly he felt a huge energy burst out of his body. He didn't care about talking, and quickly closed his eyes, circulating the sky-reaching black python energy, refining the blood of the saint. The majestic source energy.

The blazing golden mist, like lava spewing from a volcano, washed crazily over Zhou Yuan's limbs and bones. In his Qi Palace, the dark golden Black Python Qi erupted with a hissing sound and began to greedily absorb the energy. A golden aura.

The thick golden mist penetrated into Zhou Yuan's flesh, bones, and blood marrow, and golden spots appeared, and the Origin Qi fluctuations on his body increased steadily.

Zhou Yuan's soul grew stronger and became more and more solid, and every part of his body was transformed. Suddenly, his body trembled, and a beam of source energy light suddenly rose from his heavenly spirit cap into the sky, turning into a dark golden giant. The python's shadow, the giant python looked up to the sky and roared, the dark gold light faded faintly, and there was a hint of purple.

If you look carefully, you can see that there are two more golden small bags on the head of the giant python, and there are also claws looming on the abdomen.

"The head and horns are majestic. This is a sign that the python has turned into a dragon. The sky-reaching black python energy is about to evolve into the seventh-grade world-preserving heavenly dragon energy!"

Seeing this scene, Yaoyao showed a happy smile on her face. After being transformed by the saint's blood, Zhou Yuan's cultivation level had greatly improved, and the quality of his source energy had also improved a lot.

"Quasi Taichu Realm, you can reach the sky in one step!"

Xiao Yuanyan's eyes were like a torch, and he could clearly see Zhou Yuan's changes. His cultivation level jumped from the middle stage of Tianguan realm to the quasi-primordial realm, and his strength skyrocketed. No wonder the blood of the saint can be called a great blessing.