Dragon Prince Yuan

The source of the outrage, from the eruption in the circumferential body, can be seen that at this time, its heart must also fall over the sea.

However, the eruption of the source gas did not last long, the eyes of the circumference gradually calmed down, and the source gas began to converge. After all, he had many expectations for the day.

“In two years, is Wu Wang finally going to do it? ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes are as cold as a blade. At this point, it's not a bad thing for him. He thought this time would be even earlier.

In these two years, the Zhou Yuan has become the most advanced level of the young life of the Holy Land since the departure of Tianguan Juvenile from the Great Week.

Looks like he's going back to the big week.

Da Wu is strong, the Wu Wang is more powerful in the Shinto government. No one on this side of the week is his opponent. In this dynasty fight, a powerful Shinto government can play a decisive role.

Huh.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at Qingyang palm teacher.

“Are you going back?” Teacher Qingyang asked.

Zhou Yuan nodded and sighed: “Teacher, I came to practice in the Xuanzheng sect to avenge my big week. At this time, I cannot fail to return. ”

Qingyang taught him a slight nod. "This is your dynasty's grudge, and I will certainly not stop you. ”

“But... don't be impatient, Dawu entered the week, it seems to be just a dispute between the two dynasties, but now you are my Xuanzheng disciple, and that Wuhuang, is the Holy Palace disciple. ”

“Da Wu chose to do it at this time, then inevitably without the permission of the Holy Palace. ”

Zhou Yuan was shocked when he heard the words. He frowned: "I have nothing to do with the Lord of the Holy Palace. In his capacity, can you see the resentment between the two little dynasties? ”

The Lord of the Sacred Palace is one of the most powerful beings in the whole Xuanzheng sect. If you don't like what you say, whether it's the Great Week or the Great Martial Arts, in his eyes, he's probably not as good as an ant.

Dawu can suppress the Great Week for many years with the help of a godly king, and what is the state of the Holy Palace? Not even an elder can reach the threshold.

Such a small matter, normally, the Lord of the Sacred Palace is afraid to waste time at first glance.

Qingyang taught his eyes deeply and faintly: “If you are just an ordinary disciple of my Xuanzheng sect, perhaps this matter is only a small matter, but now you are famous as one of my Xuanzheng disciples, plus in the sky of that Xuanzhen Cave, you have caused the Holy Palace a great loss, the one who wants to find some place to do some work on it, is not impossible. ”

“Moreover, according to information from our Cangxuan sect, there does seem to be some movement on the side of the Holy Palace. ”

Zhou Yuan's face is a bit ugly. If that's the case, then this battle between Dawu and Dawu has become a game between the Holy Palace and the two huge magnitudes of Cangxuan Sect.

That's a little troublesome.

“Don't worry about this either. There are rules at all gates. Any grievances of the disciple family under the gate are settled by the disciple, and the sect is not allowed to interfere.” Qingyang taught the slow way.

“If the temple breaks the rules at the moment, it is also absolutely impossible for me to stand idly by. ”

Zhou Yuan in that Xuanyuan cave heaven, for the sake of the Xuanzheng sect, killed so many sons of the Holy Palace, causing the face of the Holy Palace to lose, so if the Xuanzheng sect did not support Zhou Yuan at this time, it would be too cold.

Zhou Yuan said that his heart had to be touched, because only Cang Xuanzheng's unwavering support and backstage background made it possible for him to fight the Holy Palace.

Otherwise, it would be nothing more than a mantis arm in the way of a car and a tree.

However, if Cang Xuanzheng chooses to oppose the needlepoint of the Holy Palace, the movement will be huge, so if Qingyang can not teach, Zhou Yuan is really a bit of a mess, after all, for a small disciple, to fight against such opponents of the Holy Palace, obviously the harvest is not commensurate with the payment.

“Thanks for teaching.” Zhou Yuan hugged the fist, a deep gift.

Teacher Qingyang smiled and said warmly: “Don't think too much in your heart, just remember that you are a disciple born and died for me, then I will never choose to look cold when you suffer from this. ”

“Although the Holy Palace is strong, I am not vegetarian either. As long as the Lord of the Holy Yuan Palace dares to break the rules, then I will dare to spell all of them. Drag him down to the horse and see who the last cheap one is. ”

Qingyang teacher's voice is gentle, slow stripe, appeared gentle and elegant, yet the tone of the tone is understated, hidden chills, like thunder clouds, hidden shock.

Chu Qing, Li Qingchan, Kong Sheng and other sons all looked at Qingyang with amazement, and obviously they also saw Su Qingchan smile for the first time to look like gentle teaching.

The Lord of Ripple Peak beside him, with a smile on his face, looked at Qingyang Palm Teaching: “Brother, I have not seen you like this in many years. You were the most dominant of our brothers and sisters in the temper, but after teaching, you are like an old good man, it has no meaning at all. ”

“The palm teacher is the head of the family," said Lord Lingenfeng. “There are many concerns. Naturally, you can't be as casual as before. ”

“What do you know?” The Lord of Ri Feng glanced at the Lord of Ling Jun Feng, humming.

The Lord of Ling Jun Feng stagnated and could only shake his head helplessly. Over the years, the Lord of Ling Feng has been so against him that he has become accustomed to it.

Teacher Qingyang waved his hand toward Zhou Yuan: “Just worry about your fight with Dawu and the rest, don't worry, I will meet with the lord of the Holy Yuan Palace to see what he really means. If you really want to fight, then I will be with Lord Xuanzong. ”

“But if the Holy Palace doesn't mean to break the rules, your side, the Wu Wang, is probably a big trouble for you. ”

If the Holy Palace does not have bad rules, then the Xuanzheng Sect will naturally not be able to intervene, then Zhou Yuan will have to face the Wu Wang himself.

Although a Shinto realm is nothing in Qingyang's eyes, it is a real enemy to young people like Zhou Yuan.

Once in the realm of the shrine, the cultivation path is a real admission to the hall, with a surge.

Even the worst Shinto province, if it were to be replaced by a source gas star, would be more than half a million, far from the equivalent of the 180,000 at this time of the week.

Against this huge gap, more means are not helpful.

Zhou Yuan nodded softly. "Rest assured, that Wu Wang is my enemy, I will deal with it myself. ”

Qingyang taught Xinyang, so he stopped saying, "When are you going to leave? ”

Zhou Yuan reckoned, "The dynasty fought for a short time. Now that Dawu has started to operate the military, there should be some time left before the most critical moment. ”

“And in the meantime, I want to do something. ”

“What is it?” asked Qingyang, slightly curious.

Zhou Yuan's eyes looked at Chu Qing, Kong Sheng, Li Qingchan and others beside him. He apologized slightly: "Now the time is pressing. In order to improve the strength of the war, I also had to make sure to offend my brothers and sisters. ”

Chu Qing, Li Qingchan, they are all a lump.

Afterwards, Zhou Yuan stepped back, cleared his voice and sounded like a thunder, blazing all over this Cangxuan sect.

“Zhouyuan, the Son of Saint Yuan Peak, hereby launches a jihad against the Son of Six Peaks, and looks forward to the success of your brothers and sisters! ”

As it was said, the myriad disciples in the whole of the Cangxuan sect were shaken with their faces.

Mujahideen!

Zhou Yuan, this is the six-hundred technique that the Son of the Six Peaks has in his hands!