Dragon Prince Yuan

Wow!

In this sky, the storm is like a bet, and if you look carefully, you will find that all the raindrops are actually made of the source pattern, and each drop has terrible power, so that it will fall, even a mountain range, will be raw and flattened.

Buzz!

In that storm, Kong Sheng's face slightly clouded, his long sword danced into countless shadows, covering himself, and every time the shadow passed, those raindrops would be raw cut open and inaccessible.

These raindrops are not only the source impregnated, but also contain the power of the divine soul. If they fall on you, they will invariably attack the divine soul, so even Kong Sheng will not dare to resist with flesh.

However, by virtue of the "ruptured hematology" on the long sword, he was not afraid, even at this point in time, that any rupture could be easily broken.

The shadow blocked the storm, and all of a sudden Kong Sheng raised his head and looked at a void. "Your junction, though powerful, does not pose any threat to me. ”

The void waves were swinging there, and the long-lasting sight of Qian revealed itself.

She threw her slightly cooler eyes down and her red lips opened slightly, "Does a broken blood surgery give you such confidence? ”

“Look at your sword. ”

Kong Holy Eye cast a sharp glance over the sword body, and then his pupils shrunk slightly, because he saw the blood stain on the sword body, unconsciously became thin.

“Are those rainwater prints?!” Kongsheng's heart shook.

His face was slightly ugly. He stared at the dead. "Turns out you're not trying to deal with me, you're trying to break my bloodshed! ”

“Though it has restraint effect on some source marks, it can also be restrained by some source marks, so I say that you think that with this technique, you can belittle the source marks, but you are a little naive.” A bland way.

Kong Sheng frowned, but he didn't think that from the beginning to now, it was his “blood-breaking surgery”...

Now that the source haematology has been deciphered, his strengths will be dispersed.

“Looks like we're going to have to fight you on our own.” Kong Sheng sighed softly, but his eyes gradually rose, with an astonishing fluctuation of the source gas, slowly rising from his body.

Originally he wanted to beat daybreak at the fastest possible rate with the help of genetic haematology, but at this point, the idea was somewhat impractical and daybreak, far more than he could have imagined.

“We can only hope to defeat Zhou Yuan quickly and rescue the disciples of Sword Peak from the junction. ”

Sooner or later, the hole seemed to pierce the hole in Sacred Heart. Red lips curled slightly. "If you're still counting on that hundred miles, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. ”

“What do you mean?” Kong Holy Eye gazed, cold voice.

At this time, he was overshadowed by the boundaries, but he was unable to perceive the outside world.

Gently in the prime hand, the source stroke pen suddenly shook up the surrounding space, the outside world revealed, and Kong Sheng's eyes were the first to cast into the battlefield before Zhou Yuan and Baili.

Then his pupils were suddenly tightened.

Because there, he saw only the figure of Zhou Yuan, and the fluctuations of the source gas belonging to Baili had disappeared into the source pool.

“How is that possible?!” At this moment, around the heart of Confucius Saint, the face can't bear to change, the silent voice: “How can Bailiqiu lose to Zhou?! ”

He knows best about Baiqiu's strength, but Zhou Yuan is only the chief of Saint Yuan Peak, and there should be quite a gap between the two sides.

However, in the face of Confucius' questioning, he was lazy to argue, but only stared at the former slightly.

Kongsheng finally knew that his questioning seemed a little ridiculous. After all, the facts had been in front of him for a while, his face was gloomy and uncertain. Finally, he could only bite his teeth low and sink: “What a useless thing! ”

Now that Hundred Miles is in the hands of Zhou Yuan, this is not good for them, almost completely tilted.

When there was irritability in Kong Sheng's heart, the distant circumference also perceived the gaze, and immediately raised his head and looked to the dawn and Kong Sheng side.

His eyes touched Kong Sheng, then laughed, and the next moment he shouted at the sharp disciples of Saint Yuan Feng against the swords that were in fierce battle with them.

Obviously, after defeating Bailey, he was able to free his hands to sweep swords to peak these elite disciples who escaped the junction.

And as he joined, the sword came to the peak, and there was chaos, and many disciples panicked.

Soon there are several shadows flying out of them. These shadows are surrounded by strong and horizontal energy, no less weak than Yuan Hung. Obviously, Jianlai Peak will be second only to Baili's top disciples sent out to try to stop Zhouyuan.

Boom!

However, their intentions were obviously ineffective. At this time, the Zhou Yuan was far from being the chief contender. If he dealt with Yuan Hong again now, I'm afraid the latter would not last long in his hands.

And the top disciples of these swords are the general ending.

Shortly after the two sides fought together, there was a succession of disciples severely injured by Zhou Yuan, who were directly kicked out of the source pool.

Faced with this scene, the disciples of the distant peaks are shaking their heads darkly. In today's situation, the advantages have been completely reversed to Saint Yuan peak... After all, in the case of Kong Sheng, Zhao candles are all unable to escape, no one can hold Zhou Yuan on this side of the sword peak.

And over time, I'm afraid all the disciples except Kong Sheng and Zhao Candle will be eliminated from the source pool.

Kongsheng Nature is also aware of this.

So he, at this point in time, looked terribly ugly, and he didn't even think it was going to be like this.

Their sword is far more powerful than Holy Source Peak. In their view, this time against Holy Source Peak was supposed to be a crushing thing, but who could have guessed that, instead of crushing them today, their sword is dragging them into such a bad situation.

“If you sword-ray peaks still want to preserve a little face, then exit the source pool at this time.” The dazzling eyes seemed to say softly.

“Dream!” Holy eyes are cold and cold.

“Then we can only kick you out one by one.” The dawning wrist trembled slightly, the source pen fell, instantly shaped with countless source prints, the heavens and the earth intertwined with thunderstorms, and there was no match for fury.

Boom!

The thunderstorm wrapped around the source pattern, hissing like a giant python, paving the ground for Kongsheng.

There is also an outbreak of breath in Kong Holy Body, obviously also an angry attack, no longer retained.

Boom!

The two sides fought with all their strength, shaking the mountains at once, so quiet that it was far more violent than before when Zhou Yuan and Bailiqiu fought each other.

However, no matter how fierce that Cong Sheng offensive may be, it is impossible to escape the fierce bombardment of the source pattern and can only be repeatedly positively deplored.

With the passage of time, Kong Sheng was also somewhat impatient because he was able to see that after Zhou Yuan's participation in the war, the disciples of Jianlai Peak were constantly kicked out.

And in the lower realm of fascination, more Sword Peak disciples are constantly eliminated in the fierce battle with attracted beasts.

Blade Peak is a heavy loss.

The disciples of the distant peaks saw this scene, and it was also clear that the battle between the two peaks had come to pass.

This situation persists, and only two sons will remain at the end of the Sword Peak, and all other disciples will be eliminated… The result is not tragic.

“This Holy Source Peak is really harsh.” They look at each other's eyes and see the colour of cloudiness and consternation. It seems that Holy Source Peak can no longer be regarded as the past.

“This time the sword peak really kicked the iron plate, sweeping the face...”

The disciples of the peaks were somewhat exclaimed, and Saint Yuan Peak had never been the chief before, but nothing had changed. Who could have imagined that this time, when the Zhouyuan became the chief of Saint Yuan Peak, Saint Yuan Peak seemed to have been stripped of its bones.

Time gradually passes.

At this time, the elite disciples of Sword Peak are already less than dozens of people, completely surrounded by hundreds of disciples of Saint Yuan Peak, a view of the end of the poor, where there is a point of prestige before the pursuit of Saint Yuan Peak.

Zhou Yuan looked calmly at those fearful swords to peak disciples, without hesitation, waved: “Eliminate them all. ”

After eliminating Feng Jian Lai Feng's disciples as many times as possible, he can focus his efforts on Kong Sheng and Zhao Candle.

Boom!

However, just as the disciples of Saint Yuan Peak were about to make their move, there was suddenly a thunderbolt in the heavens and the earth.

Zhou Yuan raised his head and his eyebrows looked slightly at the distant sky, only to see that there seemed to be a thundercloud shaping, and then there was a lot of thunderbolts, and finally it hung on this sky.

And after the lightning appeared, the other direction, also with pounds of source gas swept in, along the way emitted the shadow of strong and powerful pressure, appeared in this sky.

In it, Zhou Yuan saw some familiar figures.

“The son of the other five peaks!” Lu Yan, beside him, also shouted.

Zhou Yuan glanced slightly. When this side was shocked, did the other Sons of the Five Peaks finally appear...