Chapter 1300, Emperor Zun

Beimingshan licked his lips, smiled strangely, and continued: "At that time, you and I will join forces, and we will definitely be able to suppress the Quartet, look down on the entire royal family, and even have a chance to challenge the emperor's position."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan's face darkened, his eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Old man, do you want to kill me?"

"Hahaha..." Beimingshan laughed loudly, shook his head and said, "How could I kill you? I will slowly ravage you, and let you know what it means not to live and not to die!"

"Enjoy it."

Afterwards, Beimingshan ignored Zhou Yan, turned around and left the valley. He was going to return to the palace to retreat and refine the power of dragon veins.

He believes that with his talent and background, he will soon be promoted to the realm of a master.

Once stepping into the Grandmaster Realm, even facing the three Holy Masters of the empire, they will have the strength to dominate the entire Nanling.

"no!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yan looked anxious, stood up hastily, and chased towards Beiming Mountain, he didn't want to sit still and wait for death.

"Stinky boy, do you want to run away?"

Bei Mingshan glanced back, looked at Zhou Yan's actions, sneered again and again, quickened his pace, and instantly shortened the distance between the two.

"Little bastard, do you still want to escape? Obediently capture him without a fight, and come back to Wangcheng with me, maybe you can spare your dog's life."

Beimingshan stretched out his arms, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, his figure was as swift as lightning, and flew several meters in an instant, blocking Zhou Yan's way.

"Beiming Mountain, don't even think about it!"

Zhou Yan let out a low cry, exerted force on his legs, burst out with extreme strength, and blasted out fiercely, like a giant hammer beating a drum.

This time, Zhou Yan did his best to unleash the Zhou family's secret method "Bagua Youlongquan". The fist was so powerful that it set off a gust of wind and enveloped it towards Beiming Mountain.

"court death!"

Beimingshan raised his brows, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he slapped out a palm with a sharp wind, like a blade scraping through the void, making a whining sound, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, it was breathtaking.

The two collided violently, and the fight was so dark that Zhou Yan was shocked back a few steps, his blood was rolling, and his face became even paler.

On the other hand, Beiming Mountain was still unscathed, calm and calm, and made a judgment.

"Zhou Yan, I advise you to be sensible and surrender obediently!"

Beimingshan glanced at it and said coldly.

"Beimingshan, you are too weak!"

Suddenly, Zhou Yan raised his head, his pupils glowed with purple-gold light, revealing a trace of strangeness, which made Beimingshan's heart tremble, producing an inexplicable throbbing.

"This is... the mark of the Dragon Soul!"

Beimingshan's eyes were dull, and he shouted in a daze, "You... you are carrying the dragon soul imprint, and you are actually a member of the Zhou family. How could it be..."

"My grandfather is Emperor Zun, the Ninth Five-Year Zun. You dare to betray our Zhou royal family. You deserve death."

After the words fell, Zhou Yan's face was ferocious, and his eyes showed murderous intent. With a shake of his right hand, a pitch-black dagger suddenly appeared.

puff!

Holding the dagger in his hand, he suddenly plunged into Beimingshan's left shoulder, and immediately blood spattered, staining his clothes red, making Zhou Yan's eyes reveal a bloodthirsty expression.

At this moment, Zhou Yan completely went berserk!

Zhou Yan's eyes were red and murderous, like a demon god. With force with his fingers, the dagger spun, and he forcibly dug out a piece of Beimingshan's flesh, dripping with blood.

"Um... ah... bastard, little bastard, I'll kill you."

The severe pain hit, Beimingshan trembled all over, roared to the sky, extremely angry, wished to tear Zhou Yan's body into thousands of pieces, cramped and skinned, to vent his hatred.

It's a pity that he was entangled by the power of the dragon's veins and was seriously injured. At this moment, his combat power is only 30% of his peak period, so how can he be Zhou Yan's opponent.

A moment later, Beimingshan fell to the ground, his chest collapsed, he was out of breath, his body was covered in blood, and he was dying.

"Ahem..."

"Little beast, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go." Bei Mingshan gritted his teeth and stared at Zhou Yan with resentment.

"Beimingshan, your soul also belongs to me." Zhou Yan's indifferent voice sounded.

"No...you can't kill me."

Hearing Zhou Yan's words, Beimingshan was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were splitting. He felt deep fear, and begged repeatedly: "I am the elder of the Beiming royal family, and my status is extraordinary. If you kill me, the Beiming royal family will absolutely I won’t let it go.”

"Is it the Beiming royal family?"

Zhou Yan smiled coldly, and said, "If that's the case, then let the Beiming royal family come to take revenge on me."

"Little beast, I curse you..."

Beimingshan's eyes were about to split open, and he roared hysterically.

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, Zhou Yan sealed the dumb acupoint, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Afterwards, Zhou Yan grabbed Bei Mingshan's arm, pulled him violently, and dragged him forward.

"Stinky boy, I won't let you go... ahhh!" Beimingshan panicked and screamed, his voice gradually faded away.

"My dantian is about to explode..."

"Am I going to die?"

Zhou Yan's face was livid, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his heart was filled with deep sadness.

This body, after all, could not bear the erosion of the power of the dragon veins, and was on the verge of collapse. If it was not resolved, it would explode and die sooner or later.

What's more, the current him, who has suffered heavy injuries, is invincible even to ordinary people, unable to resist the erosion of dragon veins at all, once it erupts, he will undoubtedly die.

"Hush..."

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, his gaze was firm, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Although the power of the dragon vein is strong, it does not belong to me after all. Once it disappears, my cultivation will be crippled."

"So, even if it is death, I will fight to the end!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yan focused his eyes on the direction where Beiming Mountain disappeared, and muttered to himself, "When I recover my cultivation, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!"

"Now, I will first refine your dragon veins."

With fiery eyes, Zhou Yan walked slowly to Beimingshan, squatted down, reached out and pressed Beimingshan's head, and began to activate the "Ling Devouring Art".

In an instant, the majestic and pure true energy emerged continuously, instilled into Zhou Yan's body, merged into his dantian, and gathered in his dantian.

These true essences are stronger than the power of the dragon veins before, and as soon as they are fused, they become ready to move, as if they can't wait to break through the confinement and get out of Zhou Yan's dantian.

Zhou Yan knew in his heart that this was because his cultivation base was too low to control this power. Once he broke through the bottleneck, he could truly control this power.

Therefore, now, the most important thing is to absorb the power of the dragon veins and strengthen it, so as to be able to secure victory.

"Swallow it!"

Zhou Yan clenched his teeth, crazily running the exercises, guiding the power of the dragon veins to flow rapidly along the eight extraordinary meridians.

Waves of warm power flowed through the meridians, making Zhou Yan feel refreshed, as if bathed in spring rain, warm and comfortable, and his whole body was ecstatic.

After a while, Zhou Yan's skin glowed with luster, like suet jade, exuding a crystal clear texture, like a glass jade casting, shining brightly.

"This is the power of the dragon veins, it really is extraordinary."