Dragon Prince Yuan

Between the heavens and the earth, a green light emerged from the land wind and the heavenly spiritual cover. In the blue light, a blue sword emitted a clear and bright sword.

Powerful repression, emanating from the sword.

Millions of horrific eyes cast, only on the long sword, as if engraved with ancient lines, green light haunted, mysterious, sword handle, covered by green feathers, like a flying eagle.

This Long Eagle Sword clearly transcends the ranks of Xuanyuan soldiers!

On the source gas cloud, Qingyang palm taught the Blue Eagle Long Sword, "It is said that the Lu family has a treasure, called the 'Blue Eagle Sword’, which is a Chinese heavenly soldier. It was refined with a six-point source beast, the eagle mouth of the Blue God Eagle, and the eagle feather. ”

“The sword sacrificed by the land wind in front of us, though shaped, has lost its sharpness and should only be a counterfeit. ”

“Even so, however, it has reached the rank of a quasi-temporal soldier and is powerful for too early a state. ”

Liu Li bent his eyebrows slightly and said: “With the help of foreign objects to win, there are some victories. ”

Lord Lingenfeng smiled, “There are no rules on the inability to use the source soldiers in the selection of mountain festivals. After all, being able to obtain the source soldiers is also his own opportunity, and the opportunity, is also a form of strength. ”

By choosing the Great Book of Mountains, the land wind will invest in the sword to peak, so the Lord of Lingjun Peak is naturally happy to see it get first, so that it can also form a guide, so that more disciples can enter the sword to peak, and increase the noise.

Liu Li swept him with a faint glance and said nothing more. After all, the use of the source soldiers was indeed within the rules.

“Don't let this kid lose so easily...” She looked at Zhou Yuan and said to herself in secret.

She's not very happy. Although she can't do anything with the same door today, if she can make the other party feel a little less comfortable, it's a little clearer for her.

On the golden stone platform, Zhou Yuan also looked at a long sword in the green light with a slight frown. The power emitted on it also surprised him a little.

However, he could feel that the Blue Eagle Sword of the Land Wind did not reach the level of a true Heavenly Source soldier, who was capable of eliciting heaven and earth energy and possessed immense power.

Obviously, the land wind, this sword, is still bad for the fire.

But even so, it goes beyond the ranks of Genyuan soldiers, so it should be between Genyuan soldiers and Genyuan soldiers.

“It's really trouble. ”

Zhou Yuan muttered that the land wind was the strength of the four heavens in the original realm. Today, with this bluehawk sword, it is even more like a tiger to add wings. In the four heavens, it may be difficult to find an enemy.

And while Zhou Yuan's face was slightly condensed, the land wind was a cold projection of the eyes, and he said faintly: “Don't blame me me for deceiving you with my background. I come from the land family and my natural background is stronger than yours. This is my advantage, and I will not deliberately abandon it. In that case, it is too stupid. ”

His interlingual, slightly arrogant, after all, sometimes extraordinary origins, are also his own opportunistic, powerful.

His voice dropped and he didn't wait for Zhou Yuan to react, which was to make a sword mark and drink lightly.

“Dol!”

Only in the green light, the bluehawk sword emitted a clear eagle sound, emitted a million green lights, with an extremely sharp sword full of void.

“Shh!”

When the Blue Eagle Sword shook, it turned into a rainbow, and at an extremely fast speed, the hole penetrated the void and went straight to the circumference.

The circumferential body instantly vanished and the lightning burst back.

“You're faster than my sword!” The land wind was sightseeing, but it was sneering.

Buzz!

The rainbow of the bluehawk sword appeared strangely in front of the Zhou Yuan. The sword light passed, pointing directly to the body damage of the Zhou Yuan. The sharp sword power has not yet fallen. The purple gold scale on the circumference body is hidden and broken.

This let Zhou Yuan know that if he was stabbed by the Blue Eagle sword, even the Python scale would not protect him.

The power of quasi-tianyuan soldiers, if they have not practiced external refining techniques, the physical body is indeed hard to resist.

The sword light rapidly magnified in the eyes, and at this moment, Zhou Yuan's palm suddenly grasped, the celestial pen expanding in the palm, the snow and white hair swept out, like a white snake, wrapped around the blue sword light.

Bell!

However, the blue sword light is unmatched, and the sword flashes, which is to dissipate the snow and white fur.

The shape of Zhouyuan declined, above the celestial pen, the source gas fluctuated, constantly differentiating out countless snow and white millions of hairs, forming countless stops, towards the blue sword light.

But the blue sword light is always unprecedented, any blockage is broken by its sword light.

The Tian Yuan pen is obviously defeated at the festival.

After all, the Tian Yuan pen at this time is only a third pattern of awakening, its quality is more than just Sino-Pin Xuanyuan soldiers, even if it was a Saint Yuan soldier itself, but at this time it is still the sleeping room of the tiger.

And Zhou Yuan's figure is constantly retreating.

The land wind stood halfway in the air, his arms hugging his chest, his eyes dramatically watching the circumference of the festival's defeat, the source gas in his body, constantly filling with the eagle sword, maintained the offense.

Zhou Yuan would have been able to circle with him, but only because of the speed of the fiction and his own defense, but at present, the Blue Eagle Sword is faster than he is and enough to kill enough to pierce his defense.

So the circumference at this time, it was completely suppressed by him.

And all eyes are on that golden stone platform.

Many disciples looked at Zhou Yuan being suppressed again, and it was also a dark exclamation. After all, the land wind was still strong. The Lu family's origins made him a far more unusual disciple.

Quasi-Tianyuan soldiers are not available to ordinary disciples.

In that very close proximity to the Golden Stone Taiwan, Gu Hongyuan and Yang Xiu confronted each other, but the two did not do it, because Yang Xiu did not intend to deal with each other evil, anyway, Zhou Yuan is now in a fight with Lu Feng.

He looked at the fight between them and smiled at Gu Hong. “You see, even if you stop me, he is not against the land wind. It is only sooner or later that he fails. ”

Gu Hongyuan glanced at him coldly, did not answer, but his heart also sighed with regret. Looking at the situation, Zhou Yuan was really bad.

And in those many eyes, on the golden stone platform, Zhou Yuan kept falling back, gradually approaching the edge of the stone platform.

His eyes, however, flashed slightly during this constant retreat.

His eyes, with a strange look at the Tian Yuan pen in his hand, under the constant pressure of the Blue Eagle Sword, he secretly felt that there seemed to be a very slight anger in the Tian Yuan pen coming out.

That feeling is like the king being provoked with majesty.

A vibration, brewed in a celestial pen.

The Tianyuan pen was once a holy source soldier. Although the ranks have fallen today, the king is ultimately the king, so it remains spiritual. Today, it is constantly suppressed by a quasi Tianyuan soldier, which clearly pisses off that spiritual spirit.

Even if the King falls, it is not Xiao Xiao Xiao who can be bullied.

The sight of the Zhou Yuan, burning at the pencil of the Heavenly Heavenly Pen, can only be seen there, the fourth line of silence for a long time, is in the fierce vibration, gradually appearing with a slight light.

For a long time, the Zhou Yuan has been feeding the Heavenly Pen and the Beast's soul every day, but the fourth line has never shown signs of awakening, which has always been the heart disease of the Zhou Yuan.

But he also didn't think that the silent fourth pattern, under the constant pressure of the eagle sword, would actively begin to awaken the fourth pattern.

Once a holy soldier, its dignity made it unbearable for a quasi-scenary soldier to bully its head.

At the corner of the circumference's mouth, gently pull up an arc.

I didn't expect that being suppressed by the Green Eagle Sword would have such an effect, which really saved him the means.

The brush on the patch, the dim fourth line, gets brighter and brighter.

At this time, the land wind standing in the middle of the sky suddenly frowned, hidden feeling something wrong, he noticed that the bluehawk sword light was past, those already scattered snow and white hair seemed to begin to condense gradually, resulting in the power of sword light, some discount.

“No more delay, cut it off! ”

The eyes of the land wind were cold, the sword stamp changed, only the eagle sword was seen to burst out the sound of the sword, the blue light rose, the swordman swallowed room, the sword rose hundreds of places, chopped down, the space was all torn open a trace.

In the heavens and the earth, there are many shouts, and obviously everyone knows that the land wind has lost patience and is ready to put an end to this battle with a sword.

And so powerful a sword, in four days, I'm afraid that few people can stop it.

Gu Hong's pretty face also changed slightly, the jade hands held tight, and the color of tension passed in his eyes.

The green sword light plummeted in those countless eyes, and at the moment when it was about to fall, Zhou Yuan's head rose sharply. In those eyes, there seemed to be an infinite flurry.

He held the Tian Yuan pen in his hands, his body shocked, snow and white hair condensed, like the tip of a shotgun, and there was a glow spraying from the tip of his nose.

He had no expression on his face and the heavenly pen suddenly swung down like a 10,000-kilo hammer in his hand.

“Die!” The ground wind is clear and the sun is cold.

“Look at me cut off your pen with my sword! ”

Boo!

On the golden stone platform, countless lights converged, the bright blue sword light suddenly fell, with the swaying celestial pen, heavily impacted.

Bright golden iron sounds, all over the heavens and the earth.

However, just as the loud noise sounded, the pupils of the land wind suddenly shrunk, and a horrifying color appeared on his face.

Because he saw that, at the moment of the collision, the Blue Eagle Sword was a shock of sword light, a screaming sound, the sword light broke, directly by the black pen, hard and raw bombing flies away.

That feeling, as if Zhou Yuan's black pen was swinging, carried infinite power, horror domination to the extreme!

There even seemed to be a whale barking.

“How is that possible?!” In heaven and earth, there were also countless incredible shouts.

Even giants such as Teacher Qingyang are slightly surprised.

In those countless appalling eyes, the Zhou Yuan was a long spit out of a cloudy air, his eyes were hot, his palms slowly touched the speckled pencil body, over his palms, an ancient source print, revealing a mysterious light.

Tian Yuan pen 4th pattern, number “ten thousand whales”.