Zhou Yuan stood in the depths of a huge pit that fell like a meteorite. He held the Tianyuan pen in his hand, and the niche and vast source energy flowed out continuously, maintaining the layer of crystal-like light shield.

The platinum source energy that gushed out from the tip of the pen seemed to have a special charm compared to before.

It seems to appear more ethereal and deep.

It also weakened the fierce and domineering nature of Zhou Yuan's Tianlong Qi, but instead it was a sense of roundness and incompleteness, which was longer and continuous.

Zhou Yuan's fingertips rubbed the eighth source pattern that was bright and dazzling. After so many years of brewing, this source pattern that made him look so eager to see finally awakened...

The eighth pattern, the source soul.

The source is the source energy, and the soul is the soul... The so-called source soul means that this source pattern can truly integrate two different forces.

This is not the simple way Zhou Yuan used to mix the two forces together to make some blessings. This is a real integration of the two.

Previously, Zhou Yuan was able to resist Chi Liu's destruction attack with the help of the "Source Soul" that combined more than 300 billion source energy and the power of the soul of the Youshen Realm...

Now, with the characteristics of "source soul", the new power he has integrated should be able to reach 450 billion if he wants to calculate based on the pure source energy foundation.

In addition, with the awakening of the eighth pattern, the Tianyuan Pen has now truly entered the level of holy relics.

Zhou Yuan looked at the mottled black pen, and countless veins appeared and disappeared on the pen. At this moment, Tianyuan pen seemed to be breathing, swallowing and spitting out the source energy between heaven and earth. From its body, the spirituality contained is more than one level stronger than before.

Zhou Yuan could even feel the joyful and joyful feeling that came from Tianyuan's pen.

After so many years of silence, this former Holy Source Soldier finally restored his glory that was approaching his prosperity at this moment.

"Is this the real Holy Source Soldier..."

Zhou Yuan's eyes were a little hot, and he still remembered how excited and hopeful he was when he took the Tianyuan pen from Master Cangyuan and knew that it was once the legendary holy source soldier. Over the years, Tianyuan pen accompanied him in many battles and witnessed him growing from the weak Your Highness in the small Great Zhou Dynasty of Cang Xuantian to the current Yuanying, Youshen Realm...

"Old guy, thank you for so many years." Zhou Yuan stroked Tianyuan's pen and said.

Tianyuan Pen made a buzzing sound, as if responding.

"To celebrate your return to the Holy Source Soldier today, I will use the head of a person from the second realm of the Dharma Realm as a gift." Zhou Yuan smiled, and then his eyes gradually became sharper, and he looked up and locked on Chi Liu, who had a somewhat ugly face in the void in the distance.

In the void, when Chi Liu heard this, he couldn't help but say silly: "The arrogant thing is just a holy source soldier that has not yet condensed the lotus seal. Do you think you can turn the sky?"

"Can you turn it over? I'll know if you hit it!"

With Zhou Yuanyin falling, he suddenly clasped the Tianyuan pen with his palms: "Promotion!"

boom!

At that moment, the fluctuations of the source energy that broke out in Zhou Yuan's body surged again. In just a few breaths, it suddenly surged. The 450 billion source energy foundation was approaching 500 billion!

Golden mushroom clouds bloom in the void, and are at its peak of beauty, which is destruction.

Chi Liu stared at the golden mushroom cloud that bloomed like fireworks, his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. At this level of attack, he was so strong that he could do his best. I guess even if that kid had many tricks, he should be a little trouble, right?

Swish!

As soon as this thought passed by, the void in front of Chi Liu suddenly broke out, a ray of light and shadow shot out, and the black brush in his hand thrust suddenly.

"Break the source!"

The snow-white hair turned into a dark black color, as if nothing could be broken. The boundless sharp edge seemed to be poked through by even this magical realm.

Facing the pen tip that was rapidly expanding in his pupils, Chi Liu also felt a chill rising in his heart. He felt that if the black pen was stabbed into his body, even he could not bear it. After all, no matter what, it was a holy source soldier!

"Did you think you have the Holy Source Soldier?!"

However, Chi Liu, as the second realm of the holy clan's Dharma Realm, naturally could not be so cold that he didn't even have any means to save his life.

I saw his harsh shouts resounding, and golden light gathered between his palms, and instantly turned into a pair of golden boxing gloves. The boxing gloves were made of gold, with ferocious golden thorns on them, and ancient patterns were engraved on them, exuding a sky-high killing and bloody aura, which was obviously a long-standing battle formation.

"clang!"

Chi Liu's face showed ferociousness, and the golden fist came out regretfully, colliding with the pen that was coming from thrust, and a loud noise suddenly echoed, and the void where the two were was directly broken.

Chi Liu had a ferocious face, and the golden fist and black pen formed a stalemate.

"Your amplified source energy is just a rootless tree and cannot last long. As long as you delay your strong period, you will definitely die!" Chi Liu smiled grimly.

Zhou Yuan held Tianyuan's pen tightly with both hands, and was also confronting him with all his strength. He heard Chi Liu's grin and couldn't help but smile: "But can you drag it?"

He gently flicked his fingertips.

At this moment, the void behind Chi Liu suddenly broke and a figure jumped out. The figure was exactly the same as Zhou Yuan, and it was snow-white all over. It was actually transformed by the hairs of Tianyuan's pen.

At this time, on the shoulder of the hair-incarnated incarnation, a huge golden bell was carried, and the dark hole of the golden bell was aimed directly at Chi Liu.

"Tianyuan Pen, Wanhua Clan..."

"as well as..."

"Tianlong, the golden bell yin."

Buzz!

The sound of the Hong Zhongda Lun began to echo.

Chi Liu's complexion changed drastically.
Chapter completed!