Chapter 193: The Power of the Sacred Pattern
Buzz!
The tortoise shell-like light shield emits light, and mysterious light patterns appear on it, giving people an indestructible feeling.
Zhou Yuan stood in it, looking up at the red sand that was sweeping down from the sky.
Hulala!
The red sand roared over, and soon, under the gaze of countless nervous eyes, it collided fiercely with the tortoise-like source barrier.
Bang bang!
Suddenly, continuous explosions resounded.
Each red sand contains violent power. With so many numbers gathered together, its power is even more terrifying. Even a mountain will be destroyed.
The red waves visible to the naked eye burst out, and violent ripples rippled on the source barrier.
Inside and outside the Holy Land, everyone stared at the light mirror tightly, obviously wanting to know whether Zhou Yuan's source pattern barrier could withstand such a terrifying attack.
If you can't stop it... I'm afraid this battle will end here.
Everyone's eyes don't blink.
Bang! Bang!
Zhou Yuan, who was standing in the source barrier, was also staring at the source barrier that was splashing wildly with ripples. He could feel how powerful the overwhelming red sand was. If he was exposed to the offensive at this time, it would be a bit difficult.
"The Heavenly Source Technique is indeed terrible..."
Zhou Yuan murmured that even if it was just a low-grade Tianyuan Technique, it could already activate the source energy of heaven and earth and then form a terrible offensive. That kind of power was far beyond the comparison of Xuanyuan Technique.
His eyes looked far away, looking at Wu Huang, who stood in the air and stepped on the red source energy. At this time, the latter had a gloomy face and his devouring gaze locked him viciously.
"Zhou Yuan, since you are living so hard, don't survive any longer..." Wu Huang whispered in a sequel.
As soon as his handprint changed, the red clouds entrenched in the sky suddenly vibrated, and more and more red sand blasted down, sweeping overwhelmingly into the barrier of source patterns rippling downwards with violent ripples.
In the increasingly fierce attack, the tortoise shell-like source barrier began to tremble violently.
"The source barrier can't be resisted."
This scene immediately fell into many sights, and a sound of regret immediately sounded: "What a pity, Zhou Yuan's methods are really amazing."
"Yes, with the strength of the Tianguan Realm, people like Wu Huang have forced to use the Tianyuan Technique. Even if they lose, they will be worthy of the Cangmang Continent."
"Indeed, if he was also in the Taichu realm, it would be hard to say what the outcome would be in today's battle."
Boom boom!
Amid the many whispers, the trembling of the source barrier became more and more intense, and the tortoise-like light shield was also weakened layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by countless red sand.
"Zhou Yuan, today, you will die!"
Wu Huang looked at the source barrier that was constantly weakened, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger. The next moment, he closed his hands suddenly and shouted: "Red Sand Fist!"
Buzz!
The red sand in the sky actually gathered at this time, and directly formed a red giant fist about tens of feet. The giant fist condensed by countless red sands and emitted with violent fluctuations.
"Die!"
Wu Huang smiled fiercely and slapped it with his palm.
call out!
The giant red sand fist roared down, with an indescribable speed. Even Zhou Yuan could only see a trace of afterimage passing by, and the entire space kept making low explosions.
Swish!
In just a moment, the giant red sand fist appeared above the source barrier and then thundered down.
The moment it contacted, the source barrier seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then there were crazy ripples rippling from the contact point...
Click.
A subtle sound came from the source scroll on the surrounding ground, with cracks emerging.
Cracks also began to appear on the light shield in the source barrier.
Apparently about to break.
Countless eyes shook their heads secretly. Sure enough, Zhou Yuan's source barrier was still a bit short of the time to block a Tianyuan technique.
"Sure enough, I can't resist..."
Zhou Yuan also frowned slightly when he looked at this scene. His source pattern barrier had a central source pattern of third-grade source pattern. If he could replace it with fourth-grade source pattern, he should be able to completely block it.
boom!
The giant red sand fist vibrated, and the source barrier finally reached its limit, and finally exploded.
The giant red sand fist exploded the source pattern barrier and roared down again, pointing directly to Zhou Yuan.
Zhou Yuan bent his soles and had to use the dragon step to avoid the edge. The opponent's attack was too fierce. With his current strength, he would probably not be able to fight head-on.
However, just as Zhou Yuan was about to retreat, he suddenly felt a trembling eyebrows, and a faint ancient light pattern appeared.
"Is it the holy pattern in the golden pond?!"
Zhou Yuan was shocked. He had repeatedly detected the holy pattern but had no reaction, but he did not expect it to appear suddenly at such a critical moment.
The holy pattern appeared and suddenly there were patterns spreading down, and finally pierced into Zhou Yuan's pupils.
A slight stinging pain emanated from Zhou Yuan's eyes.
Before he knew it, there were ancient light patterns in Zhou Yuan's pupils.
But before he could panic, he suddenly realized that the world in front of him seemed to have become a little different, and the huge red sand fist, which was as fast as thunder, not only slowed down.
Moreover, there seemed to be some light spots appearing on the giant fist.
The light spots were scattered and there was no clue, but Zhou Yuan noticed that these light spots seemed extremely unstable, and the source energy showed some signs of scattering.
"This is…"
Zhou Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank: "Is it a flaw?!"
Those light spots are the most fragile place of the red sand giant fist. At the same time, this kind of place can also be called a flaw!
This made Zhou Yuan feel a little incredible. These flaws were covered by red sand and could not be noticed at all, but at this time, they were like bright lights in his eyes.
"Is it the function of that holy pattern?!" Zhou Yuanxin realized something.
That holy pattern can actually allow it to see through the flaws of many source techniques?
Zhou Yuan's heart was a little overwhelmed because he knew very well how terrible this ability was. After all, any source technique had flaws. If he could discover these flaws, he could destroy the source technique brewed by the other party at the lowest cost.
Zhou Yuan's figure, who was originally going to retreat, paused slightly.
"Since that's the case, maybe, there's no need to avoid it..."
He raised his head, looked at the red sand fist falling like lightning like thunder and fire, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
His feet bent slightly, and the next moment, he shot out violently. His five fingers clenched into fists. The golden black python scales emerged, and the dark golden source air roared out, shaking the air.
"This...he didn't hide?!"
This scene fell into many sights and immediately attracted countless horror. Everyone was shocked by Zhou Yuan's reckless behavior.
Mu Wuji's expression also changed slightly.
And Zhao Pan showed a grim smile on his face.
Wu Huang looked down at him from a high point, and a hint of sarcasm and contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Zhou Yuan, since you are seeking death, no one can blame you!"
In those countless incredible eyes, Zhou Yuan moved forward, his face was cold, his fist covered with golden scales, with his strongest power, and he was heavily bombarded with the giant red sand fist falling from the sky...
Dong!
The entire Baiyu Square seemed to tremble violently at this time.
Chapter completed!