Chapter six hundred and thirty sixth strength surge
The powerful effect surprised Zhang Yuan, and then he showed a look of joy.
A white light ball increases the power of 30 dragons, which is simply beyond imagination.
He no longer hesitated and quickly grabbed the remaining four white light balls.
When the white light balls saw him grabbing him, they quickly wandered around, fleeing as if they had consciousness, but they were quickly caught by him one by one. Zhang Yuan absorbed them all without hesitation.
As white light balls entered the body, his strength was rapidly increasing, and soon increased the power of 150 dragons again, reaching 420 dragons.
Such a powerful increase in strength made him feel a dreamy feeling. At this moment, his every move was filled with powerful force. With a random slash, he could break through the chaos.
Zhang Yuan took a deep breath and continued to search in this area.
No wonder those powerful people in the holy world and those who escape from hell want to find the prehistoric spirit seeds. This thing is so terrifying. He wants to take advantage of the moment when no one is present to absorb all the prehistoric spirit seeds.
In this way, when those powerful people in the holy world and those who have escaped from hell arrive, he can kill them all.
Brush!
After flying for more than ten thousand miles, Zhang Yuan encountered three white lights again, and emerged from the chaos, floating around like a ghost.
Without hesitation, he grabbed it with one hand. All three white light balls were absorbed by him, and his power increased by 90 dragons again.
The powerful feeling made Zhang Yuan's eyes shiver and he wanted to roar to the sky.
He wandered alone in the darkness, his body was rapidly devouring the light balls one by one.
The cyan panel is constantly changing, and the power above is flashing continuously.
In a blink of an eye, a few days passed, and he searched for the entire Jiuzhou several times, and finally no trace of the white light ball was seen again.
His power reached 1500 dragon power.
Speed: Fourth level of the Ancestral Realm.
After a few days, Zhang Yuan felt like he was completely reborn.
He is much stronger than before now, and he has a feeling that with his current strength, he is enough to defeat the ancient ancestor of the holy world.
"Quagu..."
In the vast darkness, a strange scream suddenly came.
Zhang Yuan suddenly turned around and two divine lights appeared in his eyes.
It's a black crow!
It's not dead?
In the depths of endless darkness, in a chaotic crack, the black crow was fluttering violently. It finally rushed out of the crack and burped.
"belch."
As the sound fell, the chaos in front of him collapsed directly, like a terrifying sea tide sweeping by, and with a bang, it affected more than thousands of miles.
Then, with a flapping wings, the endless chaos seemed to be about to crack, collapsed again, making a rumbling sound, and there was a devastating aura everywhere.
Even Zhang Yuan was affected by this place, and an extremely terrifying force surged in, like a tide. His face changed, his body was wrapped in golden light, and he instantly retreated.
boom!
The terrifying power made him feel as if he was hit by a mountain. Even with the protection of his body, his chest was still so tight that his blood was tumbling.
He couldn't help but be shocked.
What happened to this dead bird?
How could power be so terrifying?
The black crow himself was also startled, no longer flapped his wings, his eyes were blank, and he looked around, "Guagua...what is wrong? Why did my strength become so terrifying?"
"Dead Bird, what happened to you?"
Zhang Yuan shouted in the distance.
The black crow also noticed Zhang Yuan, hesitated for a moment, gently flapped his wings, and flew towards Zhang Yuan. Even though he had already controlled his own fluctuations with all his strength, the chaos around him could not help but tremble when it flew in.
Zhang Yuan's face changed, and he felt that the one who flew here was not a bird, but a prehistoric volcano.
"Boy, why are you here too?"
The black crow asked.
"What the hell is going on with your power? What have you experienced before?"
Zhang Yuan asked.
"I saw many white light balls and ate thousands of them in one breath. As a result, I ate too much and felt a little dizzy in my head, so I fell into a deep sleep. Boy, how long have I slept? Why have you been here? Are there any white light balls around?"
The black crow asked while looking around.
Zhang Yuan sucked in the air.
Eat thousands of light balls in one breath?
This is simply amazing!
He has become so powerful after eating dozens of them. What is the concept of eating thousands of them?
Didn't this dead bird be held to death?
The black crow looked around for a while before speaking: "It seems that I have been eaten almost by me. Boy, what are you doing? Are you here to find me?"
"You haven't been back for ten years. I thought you were dead. Come find your body."
Zhang Yuan said.
"I've been sleeping for ten years?"
The black crow was shocked.
"Don't talk about these things for now. The power on you is too terrifying. Hurry up and seal your breath, otherwise Yongcheng will collapse before you get close to Yongcheng."
Zhang Yuan said.
The black crow thought for a while and began to seal the breath. Soon, the terrifying power completely dissipated and gathered into its flesh and blood.
One person and one bird flew towards Yongcheng. During this period, Zhang Yuan began to strike indirectly about the nine phoenix heads, but the black crow insisted that he knew nothing.
Zhang Yuan had no choice but to give up.
Boom!
As they flew back, a low roar suddenly erupted from the vast chaos, and a ray of divine light fell from the sky and smashed into the darkness ahead of them. The surrounding chaos was surging and filled with terrifying aura.
Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed and he looked over.
In front of them, a lapis lazuli warship appeared, extremely huge, like a sacred mountain, and fell into chaos. At this moment, the warship shook and made a muffled sound, and the cabin door was directly shaken open.
A blood-stained palm grabbed the seat of the cabin door, slashed hard, and a divine light jumped out, and with a bang, it landed on the deck of the battleship, turning into a powerful and terrifying figure.
He was wearing ancient costumes, burly, more than two meters tall, leaning on a black scepter in his hand, long red hair as bloody as his hair, and looking at the darkness.
After he jumped out, people rushed out of the warship's hatch and landed on the deck.
There are four people in total, and they are not weak in strength. They are the supreme powerhouses, and two are the quasi supreme powerhouses.
At this moment, their eyes were all looking towards the darkness in all directions.
"The situation is wrong, what about the prehistoric spirit seed? Haven't it started to appear yet?"
"No, according to our calculations, the prehistoric spirit seed should have appeared ten years ago. Could it be that it was taken away in advance?"
"Look, there are people there!"
Suddenly, they noticed Zhang Yuan.
A terrible cold light burst out from the eyes of the four people, and then their bodies swayed as fast as ghosts, and instantly appeared in front of Zhang Yuan and the others.
A series of coldness came from them and swept towards Zhang Yuan.
"Boy, when did you come here? Did you harvest the prehistoric spirit seed?"
A figure on the left said indifferently.
Zhang Yuan looked at them and asked, "Are you strong people who escaped from hell?"
"It's us who asks you again, it's not you who asks us."
The figure's tone was cold, and with a blink of an eye, a terrifying beam of light pierced through and rushed towards Zhang Yuan.
Chapter completed!