1123: C1123 seven orifices heart

C1123 seven orifices heart

Mixed Yuan Gate.

The plaza in the front hall was suffused with a chilling aura.

However, his appearance did not give the Mixed Yuan Gate a sense of excitement.

Ye Lang was not angry, but instead, he smiled, his eyes flashing with excitement and bloodlust.

"Little Feng, come back quickly!"

Feeling Ye Lang's malicious smile, the Hun Yuanzi berated him repeatedly, naturally because he did not want the maple to die.

Although the maple was powerful, but in front of Ye Lang, he was still a little too immature.

"Grandfather, don't worry. I will make this animal pay the price."

maple looked determined.

"Oh? So you are the grandson of this old thing? Then I can't let you go. "

Ye Lang sneered.

Then, he waved his hand towards maple and said in a provocative manner, "Kid, I can give you three moves first, let's see what abilities you, a trash, has."

"animal, prepare to die!"

maple roared, and like a ferocious tiger out of its cage, he pounced towards his opponent.

BOOM!

Dense Fa Li burst forth. Earth, Water, Wind, Fire … The various Laws revolved around his body, giving him a domineering aura.

As the maple made his move, all of the Spiritual Sources in the world seemed to be attracted to him. With him at the center, he reached some sort of mysterious supreme realm.

This seemingly ordinary palm strike had the power to shatter stars.

"Tyrant Yuan Art?"

The entire Mixed Yuan Gate immediately let out a burst of exclamations.

"No wonder Young Lord dared to step out. He has already successfully cultivated the Tyrant Yuan Technique."

"Tyrant Yuan Technique is our Mixed Yuan Gate's number one secret technique. Maybe Young Lord can really give this animal a bit of a hard time."

A few sect s secretly nodded as well.

BOOM!

In a split-second, the palmar qi of the maple descended as if enveloping the sky and as if it was falling stars, bringing about a strong sense of pressure to Ye Lang.

Tss tss …

Ye Lang's protective light shield s were also suppressed to an uncertain state, showing signs of collapsing.

"So what if I am slapped by you?"

However, Ye Lang did not move at all.

Bang!

The palmar qi erupted, causing the heaven and earth to shake.

The power of the Tyrant Yuan Art was completely unleashed. That devastating aura caused everyone's blood to boil.

Many people even thought that if they could not kill Ye Lang with this strike, they could at least injure him.

However, what surprised everyone was that Ye Lang actually blocked the attack.

Even after receiving such a strong blow, he did not retreat. It was as if his feet were embedded into the ground, motionless.

That terrifying mana fluctuation, on the other hand, had turned into wisps of green smoke under the incineration of Ye Lang's dragon flames.

"This …"

maple was immediately dumbfounded.

This move of his could be said to be giving his all, carrying boundless hatred with it. He was purely venting it out in order to kill his opponent.

Under the stimulation of the hatred, the maple's fighting strength far exceeded its usual level.

But even so, Ye Lang was still not harmed in the slightest. This kind of huge psychological drop had brought a huge blow to the maple.

The people of Mixed Yuan Gate were also in an uproar.

The invincible Tyrant Yuan Power was not even able to harm a single hair on the opponent's head. It was simply inconceivable.

"Ye Lang is too strong, even if it's the Great Clan Elders of the Mixed Yuan Gate s, they would at most fight to a draw with him, right?"

"This is bad, Young Lord is in danger."

Many people had grave expressions as they deeply felt Ye Lang's terror.

"Kid, is your palm hitting a fly? Bring out some real abilities. You only have two chances left. "

Ye Lang laughed sinisterly.

maple was young and angry. Just now, when he attacked with his full power, his opponent actually said that he was slapping a fly.

"You're courting death!"

maple's eyes almost popped out as his primordial spirit immediately burst out of his body.

A ferocious mana fluctuation swept up streams of wind from the ninth heaven, as if it was going to overturn the entire Mixed Yuan Gate.

In the air, a ball of rainbow-colored primordial spirit was emanating a heart-palpitating power.

"Seven Apertures Mystical Heart?"

Seeing this seven-colored primordial spirit, even Qin Feng, who was in the dark, was slightly shocked.

The maple was an Innate Ranker, he had a rare Seven Apertures Mystical Heart, a high comprehension ability, and was able to communicate with all living things, condensing an extremely terrifying consciousness.

"Legend has it that the person with the Seven Apertures Mystical Heart was able to open up seven great seas of consciousness. This is something rarely seen in ancient and modern times. I didn't expect this person to have such talent."

Feng Wuhuang muttered to himself, as his eyes revealed a trace of surprise and greed.

Ordinary people only had one sea of consciousness.

Anyone who could open two or three seas of consciousness was one in a million genius.

Unless they had a miraculous encounter with a secret technique, only then would they be able to open up more seas of consciousness.0

Qin Feng was an example. He could at most open up nine great seas of consciousness, which were unprecedented.

Even Feng Wuhuang had only been able to open Six Great Seas of Consciousness and had reached his limit.

However, if one obtained the Seven Apertures Mystical Heart, they would be able to break through their limits and open up the seventh Sea of Consciousness, causing the cultivation to soar in power.

"Ye Lang, I want this Heart of Seven Apertures!"

Feng Wuhuang passed on a thought to the other party.

"Isn't this easy?"

Ye Lang gave a bloodthirsty laugh, and his figure rushed out explosively.

He didn't seem to be afraid of the seven-colored primordial spirit at all as he charged directly towards it, his five fingers suddenly clawing down.

Bears —

The dragon flame in his palm rose, turning into a crimson dragon claw and grabbing the seven-colored primordial spirit.

Crack, crack, crack …

Instantly, a series of explosive sounds rang out, and the Rainbow Primordial Spirit went berserk, about to explode Ye Lang's dragon claw.

"Hehe, how can you escape my dragon claw?"

Ye Lang was extremely pleased with himself.

His dragon claw was made from condensed Destiny Dragon Flame and could melt Tao Apparatus. It was extremely brutal.

"Crap …"

maple's face changed, he was actually unable to control his own primordial spirit.

"Break for me!"

Ye Lang bellowed.

The dragon claw suddenly closed, and with a bang, the seven-colored origin soul was shattered.

"Give me the Seven Apertures Mystical Heart as well!"

Ye Lang laughed sinisterly.

The dragon claw flew out like a streak of red lightning and instantly pierced through maple's chest.

Puff — -

Fresh blood flew everywhere, a heart that was glowing with a precious light was suddenly grabbed by Ye Lang.

This heart did not resemble a human heart, but more like a seven-colored gem. It was beautiful and exuded an enchanting glow.

"animal, I'll kill you …"

Seeing that, Hun Yuanzi was furious.

An indescribable rage rushed straight to his head, causing him to completely lose all reason.

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