Dragon Prince Yuan

Terrible intentions, spreading like a tidal wave over this lighthouse, have caused many of the top prides to be slightly discolored and to look at the brilliant eyes filled with consternation.

And in the eyes of the many, brilliant eyes, he stared at Zhouyuan, Sen Leng: “The most pathetic part of you is that you have something that you don't deserve. ”

“And sadly you still think you can take it back again. ”

“Week…”

The corner of Wuhuang's mouth has a contemptuous curve lifted up.

“This time, I will make you understand that the so-called luck of Saint Dragon, you are only a bearer, and I, am its true master! ”

“I will make you taste what is truly despair! ”

The ambitious and hegemonic source, at this time like a storm, erupted from within the brilliant body, his voice, low in the ears of everyone.

Some of the eyes, also projecting to the circumference at this time, most of these eyes have some sympathy, although the circumference reaches the middle of TianGuan Realm at this time, but this is really much worse than Wuhuang.

In that brilliant and murderous sight and in many sympathetic eyes, Zhou Yuan's divine colour was not at all flashy. He smiled slightly. “That's what you said when I was still in the moisturizing environment, but unfortunately, you still didn't get what you wanted...”

“So…”

“Wuhuang, this time, you will still be disappointed. ”

The eyes of the two collided in the middle of the air, and the killing was so intense that the air was freezing.

Boom!

And just when Zhou Yuan and Wuhuang were dying between their eyes, suddenly the sanctuary behind the light table made a low sound, and then many proud sons quickly shifted their eyes away, only to see the huge tower door, also at this time slowly opened...

“The tower is open! ”

Everyone's eyes are burning instantly, the greatest creation of the Holy Land, in this holy tower, and to come here, it should be even the so-called Holy Land.

The people on the lighthouse have all been made into holy places, but that kind of creation is not worth mentioning compared to what you see.

If it can be obtained, it will surely be able to truly fly and surpass all others.

Faced with this temptation, no one here can keep their mind shut.

Perhaps besides being dead...

She looked into the eyes of the Holy Tower, always like a ghost, without any ups and downs, and even slightly frowned, because somehow, the Holy Tower in front of her gave her an unspeakable feeling.

Hiddenly, she seemed to have seen it somewhere...

However, when she delicately tasted it, it turned out to be fruitless.

This feeling made her a little unhappy.

“The tower is open. Come on! ”

The tower door opened, the lighthouse was silent for a moment, and then a shadowy burst came out, rushing towards the tower door like a bee.

Even that Wuhuang and Ye Zhui looked at each other, without hesitation, and the pedestrians quickly turned and swept away.

“Let's go too.” Zhou Yuan looked at the young and others, "he said.

Naturally, the traveler has no objection, even full of leaps to try.

“Go!”

Whoa!

The source whistled, directly into several shadows of light, and finally rushed into the holy tower in the countless enviable eyes of the Holy Land.

……

Outside the Holy Land.

Here, too, many people are gathered, representing many forces on a pale continent, so they are waiting here for the final result of the Holy Land.

They know that this outcome is likely to change the pattern of power on the pale continent.

In the middle of the sky, six pounds of source gas surged, and the source gas formed a cloud, on which six video discs sat, exuded a sense of oppression, so that the representatives of many forces here were in awe.

That is the messenger of the Six Holy Sects.

They were always closed eyes, like rocks, but today their closed eyes suddenly moved, then slowly opened.

“The holy place in the Holy Land, appeared.” The six-member eyes cast on the Holy Land, where, at this moment, they perceived a hidden feeling of an unusual fluctuation.

“The Holy Land, did it appear...” The Messenger of the Holy Palace, named Zhao Pan, stared slightly at the Holy Land, his eyes flashed with light, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In that other direction, the barefoot uncle who had helped Zhou Yuan was also slightly kowtowing to the pipe and staring into the eyes of the Holy Land, slightly complicated.

“Oh, I wonder who in this holy place can actually get that great creation?” Of the six messengers, there was a laugh.

Zhao Pan smiled lightly. “Wuhuang has atmospheric luck and excellent talent. He is the first person in the younger generation of the vast continent. The creation is not Tamao. ”

Uncle Mu Infinite's barefoot grinned, "Listen to this breath, as if your palace had already booked him? ”

Zhao Pan glanced at him and said: "Fengju Wutong, isn't it normal? Wuhuang made the best choice. ”

“Wutong? Hey." Mu Wuxi laughed coldly, and there was a strong chill in his voice, "How dare you holy palace people enter this holy place? ”

Zhao Pan said indifferently: “Mu Wuxi, it seems that you Xuanzheng still have a crush on what happened back then. ”

“Your ancestors, disobeying the holy orders and causing holy wrath, have come to this end, but only for their own sake. ”

“Hmm, if you have an opinion, even though going to the temple theory is... but do you really think that you are still the first in the sky? ”

Mu Wuxi suddenly grabbed the cigarette pole with a killing intent in his eyes.

However, Zhao Pan still has a smile on his face, and his body is gushing, as if forming a huge green cloud, behind him, he continues to whistle, and his voice is pounding.

The atmosphere of the two men instantly swept out the crossbow.

The representatives of the various forces of the continent below also looked at the scene with astonishment, apparently not understanding why the two envoys were so angry.

And the testimonies of the other four apostles were a plea of conciliation.

“The two of you don't have to argue. They have entered the Holy Land and we can also use the means...”

Zhao Pan and Mu Wuxi snorted coldly, each retrieving the pound of gas.

“Let's get started. ”

The six envoys stamped their hands and suddenly came out with pounds of source gas, spinning directly in front of them and gradually turning into a giant source gas mirror.

In the mirror, the light concentrates and gradually emerges with images.

Look carefully, in the picture, Heran is the thirty-eight shadows that broke into the Holy Tower...

At this time, as the thirty-eight shadows entered the Holy Tower, an invisible and endless Mount Emerald, with its mystery and vastness, also appeared in the mirror.

Outside the Holy Land, the representatives of all forces shook the spirit and cast their gaze into the mirror.

They know that the next battle here will surely shake the entire continent.

I just don't know, who exactly can stand out from the top prides and rock the Quartet?