On the earth, a giant pit appeared. Inside the giant pit, there was no one who could imagine that the five figures had a life or death. Before those ten breaths, they were five masters who had reached the sixth level of the Taichu Realm...

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

Zhou Yuan looked at Tian Yuan Bi floating in front of him. Although his face was calm, a hint of amazement and joy flashed through the depths of his eyes.

Obviously, the power displayed by the Tianyuan Pen exceeded his imagination.

Zhou Yuan stretched out his palm and slowly held Tianyuan Bibi's body, with a slight burning heat in his eyes. This former Holy Source Soldier, after several years of falling into his hands, has finally begun to show his glory.

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

In the air, Su Zhen looked at the five people who were ignorant of life and death. His eyelids were pounding, and he was silent for a moment. Finally, he turned his gaze to Zhou Yuan. He did not expect that everything would go wrong with Zhou Yuan, which really made him feel angry.

"I don't believe it. I am the young leader of Yanding Sect, and I can't subdue you, an ordinary disciple of Cang Xuan Sect today!"

boom!

When Su Duan's cold shout sounded, the majestic source aura rose from the sky like wolf smoke. The pressure of the source aura was indeed far stronger than that of several people before.

Su Zhan's face was cold and his hands slowly approached.

raging!

The hot and violent source energy compressed and condensed wildly in its palms, and finally formed a fireball about the size of a human head. There seemed to be a shadow of a tripod inside the fireball.

"Yan Ding Technique!"

Bear!

The fireball rose up in the air and exploded suddenly. The burning flame cauldron surged in the storm and turned into about a hundred feet. On the head, it was mixed with violent force and suppressed Zhou Yuan below hard.

Su Zhen showed his hand without mercy. This Yanding Ding Technique is the best-grade Xiaotianyuan Technique that their Yanding Sect is famous for.

The flame tripod roared down with a blazing heat, and Zhou Yuan's eyes were not fluctuating. He was holding the Tianyuan pen in his hand, and the snow-white tip suddenly appeared at this time.

In just a few short breaths, the originally snow-white pen tip became as dark as ink.

Zhou Yuan held the Tianyuan pen in his hand, and his pen body shook. The spear was like a dragon. The black tip brought a deep light, piercing through the air, and directly chose the toughest posture to collide with the howling flame cauldron.

clang!

A crisp sound echoed.

Seeing this, Su Zhen raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his handprints changed: "Explode!"

Above the Flame Cauldron, there was an extremely violent fluctuation suddenly blooming.

However, at the moment when the flame tripod was about to explode, there was a black light passing by. Then, the sneer at the corner of Su Zhuan's mouth solidified directly, because he saw that when the black pen fell in Zhou Yuan's hand, the suppressed flame tripod was directly divided into two, and was cut open by the dark pen tip...

"How is it possible..." Su Zhan's pupils tightened and he was shocked. His flame cauldron was transformed with pure source energy. Extreme violence, and a slight collision would explode, causing stronger destructive power.

But now, how could Zhou Yuan break up?

That feeling was like the flame cauldron transformed by his source energy, which was extremely fragile under Zhou Yuan's tip...

"I don't believe it!"

Su Zhuan's face was twisted, and he shouted loudly, his hands closed, and he saw a red source of energy sweeping out, and four flame cauldrons formed in front of him. Each flame cauldron emitted violent fluctuations.

"Smash him for me!"

Four flame cauldrons roared down one after another. Before they could fall, cracks had broken out on the ground, which showed how fierce Su Zun's attack was.

The hot wind whistled, raising Zhou Yuan's hair.

He looked up at the rapidly falling Yanding tripod, his expression still had no waves. The Tianyuan stroke in his hand was cold, and the hair on the tip of the pen was pitch black and deep, and strange patterns were flashing.

Ding! Ding!

The strokes of Tianyuan's black light appeared, and it turned into four afterimages. Almost at the same time, it was still heavily on the four flame cauldrons that were whizzing down.

Scream! Scream!

The four flame tripods whizzing down seemed to stagnate at this moment.

Then, the black pen tip was shining black light, piercing straight through the flame cauldron, and the black light spread like an electric current. At this moment, the four flame cauldrons quietly decomposed and cracked...

The Zuoqiu Qingyu in the rear looked at this scene and couldn't help but cover her mouth. She didn't expect that Su Zhan's violent source magic attack was as fragile as paper in front of Zhou Yuan.

For some reason, Zhou Yuan seemed to have unique destructive power to these source gas offensives.

In the air, Su Zhen's eyes were a little dull. Obviously, his proud offensive was cracked so easily by Zhou Yuan, which had a great blow to him.

"How could this happen?!" He murmured. In the past, no one dared to get in close contact with his Flame Cauldron, because the most terrifying thing about the Flame Cauldron Technique was the final explosion.

But when the Yan Ding collided with Zhou Yuan, it seemed to have a strange force, which directly suppressed the violent source air and finally resolved it quietly.

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

It seemed that it was these black lights that easily tore up his source energy offensive.

Zhou Yuan looked up, and he looked at Su Zhuan with a blue face, smiled faintly, his palm suddenly shook, and the Tianyuan pen in his hand turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky.

Swish!

The Tianyuan pen turned into a black light and slashed towards Su Zhuan like lightning. The speed was so fast that it only left a faint afterimage in the void.

The fierce wind blew over the face, and Su Zhuan's mouth bulged. The next moment, he saw the red source air spurting out, like a rolling flame, quickly forming a thick source air shield in front of him.

laugh!

The dark pen tip hit the shield of the source energy heavily, and the black light flashed. Then, Su Zhan's pupils shrank and saw that under the black light, his source energy defense gradually shattered as if it was eroded.

It seems that the black light has a special destructive power when facing any source energy.

Swish!

This thought flew across his heart like lightning, and Su Zhan's scalp suddenly numb and his body retreated like lightning. However, at this moment, the shield of the source energy burst.

The black pen about twelve feet quickly shrank and turned into a normal form, but its speed was almost at an extremely amazing level at this time. Even Su Zhan could only see a vague shadow passing by.

"What a fast speed!"

Su Duan was so shocked that all the dead souls were emitting. This speed was so fast that it exceeded his perception.

The next moment, before he could react, he felt a cold air rushing towards his throat, and his retreating body instantly solidified, and he did not dare to move at all.

Cold sweat flowed down his forehead, because at this moment, half an inch in front of his throat, the slender black pen was floating quietly, and a black light appeared at the tip of the pen.

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

The breath of death lingers in my heart.

Su Duan swallowed, a dry smile appeared on his face, and said with a trembling trembling: "You won, this is your territory, let's quit immediately."

He looked at the slender figure below with a slight fearful look. At this moment, he didn't understand that Zhou Yuan, who looked just a fourth-level heaven, was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing!

That fourth level of heaven is just to cover up!

Hearing Su Duan's words, Zhou Yuan also showed a gentle smile. With a move of his hand, Tianyuan's pen ejaculated backwards and fell into his hand.

His fingers gently rubbed the mottled body of Tianyuan's pen, and finally stroked the fifth ancient source pattern, and a stunning look passed through his eyes.

All Su Zhuan's source technique offensives were eventually defeated by him. The main reason was that the existence of the fifth source pattern.

Tianyuan pen, fifth pattern...
Chapter completed!