Dragon Prince Yuan

Six stone platforms, remotely opposed, the six-dozen people on it, the eyes converged, the light burst out.

Stealing whispers across the mountain also calmed down, gazing at the scene.

Children's Dragon is the first seat of the Golden Belt disciple under Shen Taiyuan Gate. In fact, his strength is considered to be a leader in the five heavens of Taiyuan. He is better than Cao Li, who previously fought Zhou Yuan.

This hole trial, he was kind of the leader, so he turned to Pan Song for a moment and said: "Pan Song, try this one first. ”

Pan Song is second only to him in strength, I think whether you meet Feng Yu or Cheng Ying, you should have the power of World War I.

Pan Song also nodded when he heard the words, his divine colour was heavy, trying to understand that today's hole test must be extremely intense, and he immediately stepped out and said, “This first fight, which one of you will fight? ”

Looking at Pan Song's figure, Feng Yu and Cheng Ying both appeared with a smile on their mouths.

They did not move, and the Unseen of David was a somewhat lazy step forward in the divine state.

And when Wei Xuan came out, there were some subtle sounds coming out of the surrounding disciples.

“It's Wei Xuan, said to be the strongest of the Golden Belt disciples under Elder Lu Hongmen. Why did he go straight to war? Is this to not give the three of them half a chance? ”

“On top of the strongest, hey, interesting. ”

“ …… ”

The child dragon's face was also slightly stiff at this time. If Lu Hongyi was the most unscrupulous of the disciples, it was certainly not the Unseen of Wei. He had thought that the Unseen of Wei would self-identify himself. The last appearance was not expected to be the first battle at this time.

“What is the Unseen thinking? The first appearance, even if won, would be consumed, and if I challenge him again, he would undoubtedly be at a disadvantage.” There is some confusion in the eyes of the dragon, because under normal circumstances, the more powerful the person is, the more likely he is to come forward, so that he can maintain his full fighting power.

“Hmm, that's too much for the Unseen! ”

Child Dragon snorted coldly. He admitted that Wei Xuan's strength was not weak, but he was better than him at best. If his state was not at its peak, Child Dragon would not be constrained by him.

And Pan Song is not weak. Wei Xuan would not be too easy to beat him.

To think of it, the dragon looked at Pan Song and nodded at him.

Pan Song also took a deep breath and moved his shape. He landed on an empty stone platform in the middle of both sides. He looked at Wei Xuan with a heavy face and said: "Please! ”

Wei Xuan smiled faintly, stepped out one step, the source flashed under his feet, the figure appeared directly in the stone table.

Pan Song's eyes stared heavily and guarded at the Unseen, he did not have any hesitation, the gas inside the Qi Mansion directly came out of his unreserved heavenly lid at this time.

The source gas spins over Pan Song's head, the source gas flows like a cloud, but with a low voice, between swallowing, powerful enough to break the mountains.

Faced with these opponents, Pan Song did not dare to hold hands at all, because he feared a slight bloom, and he feared an instant collapse.

And when Pan Song tried his best to motivate the energy, Wei Xuan stood flat, motionless, and his eyes were indifferent.

Pan Song looked at Wei Unseen so slightly at him, his eyebrows were also a wrinkle, a chilling hum, you're welcome, his feet suddenly stamped, only to see the male spiral over his head suddenly whistled down.

Boom!

The source gas is like a rehearsal, but it is filled with the power of terror. It quickly bombards the unknown guardian like lightning, and a sharp breaking of the sky sounds, leaving a deep trace directly on the stone platform.

This attack by Pan Song, who also did his best, was enough to force the disciples of the five heavens of the ordinary primitive kingdom to retreat.

Source Qi shuddered, and the blink appeared in front of Wei Xuan, but at the moment of impending collision, Wei Xuan suddenly raised his palm with a palm of indifference and took a random shot.

Pfft!

His hand, directly on the fierce source-air rehearsal, then the wind fell, and everyone saw it amazingly, and the source-air rehearsal broke apart empty-handed.

This unseen guardian actually smashed the source gas with one hand.

Wow.

There are shouts all around, everyone knows that this pure source gas offense is extremely violent, as long as the source gas is touched, it will directly erupt with astonishing killing power, so no one thought that Wei Ghan would smash it with a meat palm, with a light-hearted slap.

“What?” Pan Song similarly shocked, his eyes sinking, his hands joining together, all he could see was a quick condensation of the source gas that circled over his head, and eventually turned directly into a source giant of about hundreds of feet, his head pounding against the guardian Unseen.

Such an offense, simple and brutal, left a deep imprint on the hard stone table when the source air giant took the shot.

“Show me again! ”

Hearing Pan Song's strong drinking, the corner of Wei Unseen's mouth seemed to lift a rub. The next moment, he stamped his foot, the ground beneath his feet cracked open, and his figure burst.

He appeared directly beneath the shooting source giant, whose figure was small compared to that of the giant.

However, the Unseen is fearless and still a palm of indifference.

The palms of two very large volumetric differences were hard together in the middle of the sky.

Boom!

The raging source gas shock wave swept away suddenly, shaking up a crack in the nearby mountain walls.

A lot of eyes are staring closely at that half-air collision.

Only there, hundreds of giant source gas giants suddenly trembled, there was a cracked tortoise appeared, finally clicked, the source gas giants burst apart again.

The blow of Pan Song's exhaustion was still torn alive with flesh and palm by Wei Xuan.

“Impossible!” Pan Song's face changed dramatically and he lost his voice.

How can he be so easily broken apart and fully attacked, even though his strength is somewhat lower than his opponent's?

Whoa!

And while he was silent, a blurred figure burst into flames, the white palm smashed open and slapped directly in front of Pan Song's chest.

Looks like a normal hand, but falls into Pan Song's eyes, but is like a kill hand.

Pan Song's face changed dramatically, his mouth stirred up violently, and a pure source gas jetted out, as if it formed the back of the source gas, covering his body, and his defense was strong.

The speed of the Unseen is too fast to escape and can only be resisted.

Boom!

As soon as the source gas formed the armor covering Pan Song's body, the white palms fell lightning and gently patted before Pan Song's chest.

That hand, it doesn't seem to have much power, and Pan Song is not beaten back with one hand.

Pan Song's pupils, however, shrank sharply at this time, with a horrific appearance in his eyes.

When Wei Xuan fell, he withdrew, while the sleeve robe trembled gently and a breeze blew past him.

Knock!

Pan Song's body covered with gas, like broken glass, began to fall off slowly, eventually turning into green smoke, scattering as much as possible, and on his chest, a bloody handprint emerged.

Pfft!

A bite of blood sprayed directly out of Pan Song's mouth, and then the big body also fell on its back and landed in flames.

Wow!

There was a sound of shock all around, and many disciples looked at Pan Song with astonishment, and no one thought that he would win such tolerance.

Pan Song's earlier offensive seemed fierce, but could not shake the Unseen, but was defeated by him at will.

In just a few rounds, this Unseen Guardian has shown remarkable strength.

The child dragon's face also became difficult to see at this time, and Pan Song lost too quickly, which made him a little horrified, as if he had made a mistake in his assessment of the power of Wei Xuan.

This guy, he's hiding his true power.

On that cliff, Lu Hongyi's disciples all laughed low, their eyes dramatic, while those who looked at Shen Taiyuan's pulse were somewhat disturbed and disturbed.

Lu Hongpang also showed a slight smile. He looked at Shen Taiyuan and said: “Elder Shen, it seems that your disciple under the gate needs to be honed. ”

Shen Taiyuan was a little shady. He stared at the Unseen Guardian on the stone platform, his eyes stayed on his palm. Other disciples might not be able to detect it, but he sensed that the Unseen Guardian had previously torn Pan Song repeatedly, not relying on the meat palm, but on his palm, covering a special source of gas.

That should be a source technique.

He pondered slightly, turning his face in a gloomy way: “Turns out it's the 'broken source'...”

This is an elegant little Tianyuan technique, quite peculiar, which can cover the source gas in a special way in the palm of the hand and then have the ability to tear it apart for other sources.

This technique is quite hegemonic, but it is not easy to cultivate. I didn't expect the disciple under Lu Hongmen to actually be able to fix it, and it looks like it is not low.

This technique is almost capable of raw tearing and dominance in the face of the origin attack.

Around the cliff, the surrounding disciples were also shouting. Looking at it like this, it seems that the circle of the week has little chance of winning.

In the sight of many eyes, Pan Song's Weiyuan was easily defeated, but not temporarily retreated. Instead, his sleeve robe waved, and his gaze, not laughing, looked directly at the dragon.

“Next, you're up. ”

As soon as it was said, it caused a low and loud noise. Only then did they realize that the Unseen Guardian was going to break through Zhou Yuan's pulse by force of one person!

What a bully!

If he really succeeds in this, the face of this week's yuan pulse is completely stepped at the foot...

Thinking about this, when those eyes looked at Zhou Yuan, they had to be a little sympathetic. After today, this guy in the Ao Xuanzheng Zong, I'm afraid it's really going to be a laughingstock.