Dragon Prince Yuan

Among the mountains, there are few people, but at this time, the valleys are full of people and boiling.

On a green peak outside the valley, there are two shadow hands standing on a green pine, around them, there is a strong source of gas surge, and there is a strong sense of compression between the drums.

Both of them, dressed in white robes, had a mysterious pattern of a majestic palace suspended in the clouds between their sleeves, a sign of the Holy Palace.

The one on the left, named Wang Yuan, and the one on the right, named Ning Mo.

The Palace has ten palaces, and these two, the chief of the two, have no low status.

“The disciples of the Cangxuan sect are not very skilled. When turtles come, they are quite resourceful.” The man named Wang Yuan, a bit tall, was carrying a black iron stick, on top of the iron stick, with hidden origins.

At this time, he, looking indifferently at the valley in front of him, can only see the valley at this time, with a huge source line rising, covering the valley.

The origin line is obviously not simple, and the defense is staggering, and even they can't be broken for a while.

Ning Mo smiled. His long black hair opened and he seemed a little scattered. He lazily said: “The gold medallion is the chief of the spiritual peak. The source pattern is extremely high. His arrangement of turtle junction is a bit troublesome indeed. ”

“Ultimately, however, it is useless, and the source line cannot last forever, so long as they surround it, they cannot escape. ”

As he spoke, his palms waved gently, only on the hill around the valley, there were people flashing. Those were the disciples of the Sacred Palace, when they surrounded the valley group.

Ning Mo raised his head and looked at the far reaches of the mountain range. Those directions were constantly coming from all sides, and then looked far away, afraid to intervene in the struggle.

After all, the Holy Palace and the Xuan Sect are all huge things in the sky. They dare not meddle in this giant battle.

Of course, they are equally curious, when the two big players collide, is it the old superior Lord Ao Xuanzheng who won, or is the new superior to the Temple of the Superior?

However, in the light of the current situation, it is obviously the Xuanzheng sect that has fallen into the downwind.

In the gaze of many eyes in the distance, Ning Ink's figure rose slowly, his feet stood outside the valley, his eyes glanced sarcastically at the valley within the boundary of the source pattern, the faint voice rang: “Golden medal, why resist the corner again, if you honestly hand over the exact number of the source in your hands, I can let you leave in peace. ”

“Ningmao, stop dreaming. If you want the essence of Xuanyuan in our hands, then try breaking my junction first!” In the valley, there was also a low voice rang out, the chief of the spiritual peak, the Golden Medal.

Nanning Ink sniffed and shook his head sarcastically. “If you can't see the coffin without tears, then you can only search from above the body of your disciple Xuanzheng. ”

“Ningmao! You killed more than a dozen of my people. I wrote this down!” In the sound of the Golden Medal, there is a strong anger.

“Weak meat, since you can't do it, and we killed you, isn't it normal?” Ningmao smiled and then stopped talking to Jin Zhangdo, turning back to sit on the hill plate and staring at the valley, which was surrounded by the origin line.

“See how long you can last. ”

His robe waved and he could only see the hills surrounding the valley. Nearly a hundred disciples of the Holy Palace immediately attacked him. The fierce attack of the source gas swept out of the sky, landing on the border of the source pattern, splattering in formation.

In that distance, there were many far-sighted projections, and when they saw the ranks of the Xuanzheng Sect stuck in the valley, they shook their heads in darkness and stole whispers from each other.

“Cang Xuanzheng's team seems to be in bad luck. ”

“Yeah, who would have thought that there would be two chiefs of the Holy Palace in this area, Wang Yuan and Ningmao, among the ten chiefs of the Holy Palace, all of which are upstream positions, which is not easy to mess with. ”

“Earlier, it was said that a disciple had died in the hands of the two chiefs. ”

“Tsk, these two giant sects are really a dead vendetta, you have to die when you meet me...”

“Oh, the old and new hegemony alternates, there is no peace, but it depends on strength. If this team is destroyed here, it may be a small blow to the fame of the Xuan sect. ”

“ …… ”

All sides commented, but with a dramatic attitude, after all, it seems to them that tearing these two giant sects apart is a good thing, so that they have a chance to pick up the leak.

So time, the siege of the holy palace, the cold eyes of all the other forces, quickly passed.

Two days later.

The roaring sound, still vibrating in the mountains, the source line outside the valley, violently fluctuating, hidden, is already a little thin.

Looking at it like this, the source line is clearly about to reach its limit.

Ning Mo looked at the scene with a smile and said: "Golden Medal, this is the last chance. If you are not interested, you can stay until the border breaks, don't blame me me for the killing. ”

In the valley, a silence.

Long Ning Mo's fingers gently bounced his cuffs. “Do you think I don't know what you're trying to do here with intent to procrastinate? Didn't you want to wait for your fellow goddess to rescue you? ”

“The chief disciples of your generation, apart from Tang Xuan Peak's heart and Ray's Peak's words of gratitude, are weaker, and according to the intelligence of our Holy Palace, Tang Xuan Mind and words of gratitude, we are currently in other regions, confronting the other chiefs of our Holy Palace, I am afraid we will not be able to get here at all. ”

“So even if someone came, it was just some other chief, but they came, I'm afraid, just to deliver the food. ”

He was cynical, apparently with the intention of piercing the gold medal, but instead of panicking, he was happy to wait, because they were also using the gold medal and others as bait.

If we can bring in another team of Xuanzheng sects and destroy them, we will surely be able to harvest many of Xuanzhen's essence.

In the valley surrounded by the origin line, the gold medallion was sitting on a boulder. At this time, his face was uncertain. Obviously, he didn't think that Ningmao and others had such a big appetite that he wanted to use them as bait.

Around the Golden Medal, there are dozens of Xuanzheng disciples, but at this time, they all have low morale and some physical injuries.

“Chief Jin Zhang, what should we do? The source line is afraid it won't last long.” Next to him, a disciple asked softly.

Jin Zhang looked at his disciples with his eyes and took a deep breath, slowly said: “If the junction breaks down later, I will try to stop it. You will immediately disperse and retreat, then look for the other chief disciples. ”

Other disciples heard that their faces had changed and obviously heard the meaning of the Golden Medal between words.

“Needless to say, as the chief, I am naturally obliged to protect you, and this time I was careless in order to be ambushed by them, causing casualties at the same door.” The golden seal was cold enough to interrupt the people who were about to ask.

Everyone was silent, but all eyes were filled with sorrow.

Knock!

And that is, at this time, above the junction, suddenly there was a cracking sound, so that the disciple of the Xuanzheng sect who was present changed his face, and his head rose sharply, which was to see above the junction, and a crack emerged.

Boom!

Ultimately, when the cracks spread, that huge junction finally reached its limit and exploded.

The people in the valley were immediately exposed to the gaze of many tigers.

Halfway through the air, Ning Mo looked at the scene with a smile and sighed: “What a shame, this turtle shell doesn't seem to protect you anymore, Golden Medal, you Xuanzheng, you really are a generation better than a generation...”

Above his body, a strong source of gas began to surge, bringing tremendous oppression.

Apparently, he's ready to do it.

In that valley, the Golden Medal also took a deep breath. The power of the soul of the eyebrows gathered together, and a source stroke pen appeared in his hand, and he lowered his sigh: “Prepare to retreat! ”

“Oh, how dare you fight me in such a state? Then don't blame me for being ruthless.” Ningmao saw this scene, and the corner of his mouth lifted.

Then, his eyes got cold, he stopped talking, he stepped out, he had to do it.

Whoops!

However, at the moment he stepped out, suddenly there was a sharp wind-breaking sound in the heavens and the earth, a black light seemed to penetrate the void, and the diamonds were harsh, pointing straight at Ning Ink.

Ning Ink's pupils contracted slightly and the steps taken were suddenly retracted.

Whoa!

The dark light, flying past his body, a sharp, broken wind, palpitated.

“Who?!” Ning Ink's face passed the color of the shadow, raised his head and looked in the western direction. At the same time, the many sights in the heavens and the earth were also stunned and projected. Obviously, it was unexpected that someone dared to come to the tiger beard at this time.

In the eyes of many, only a slightly false figure appeared on a lonely peak not far from the valley.

He reached out his palm and grabbed it gently. The black light reflected back into his palm and fell into his palm. It was a speckled black pen. Snowy white hair was like a tip of a gun, pointing obliquely at the ground.

In the valley, the Golden Medal and other disciples also looked at the past, and then a strong consternation appeared in their eyes. Apparently, they didn't expect that the person who came would actually be this one...

“Where did you get the blind stuff, you want to die?” Ning Ink's eyes stared at the shadow in the distance, indifferently.

Above the peak of loneliness, the figure first looked at the golden medallion and others in the valley before turning to Ningmao. He smiled and revealed a white tooth. However, the words said were to allow the mountains to be quiet.

“Son of a bitch in the Holy Palace... do you really think I can't control you? ”