Dragon Prince Yuan

The next day, outside the house of the Lord of the Xuan Sect.

Teacher Qingyang stood with several peak owners, their eyes, all looking forward, there is a long young figure, a sharp fluctuation, slowly spreading out of his body.

When the Xuan Holy Body was built, even if the Zhou Yuan had not operated the source gas, the flesh still emitted an indescribable sense of ferocity, like a fierce beast.

Today's Zhouyuan will set out to leave the Cangxuan Sect and rush to the Cantonese continent.

So at this point, it's like a sword of the world, coming out of its sheath, sharp and bright.

“Zhou Yuan, according to the information transmitted, the disciples of the Sacred Palace, who had already leaned out a few days ago and ambushed themselves on the necessary path back to the heavenly continent, intended to intercept you. ”

Teacher Qingyang stared at Zhou Yuan and slowly said: “You're going to be a killer all the time. ”

Faced with the power of a disciple to kill, even if the Zhou Yuan is considered an invincible gesture in the primitive state, it is unlikely to be matched.

But the good news is that Zhou Yuan is not alone.

Behind them, the sons of Chu Qing, Kong Sheng, Li Qingchan and others stood up. Behind them, they could only see the peak disciples of the Xuanzheng sect, and the silence of the dense and numb.

“Zhou Yuan, you just have to go all the way, the Holy Palace interception, I have my own disciple of the Xuanzheng sect to defend you.” Chu Qing grinned and his naked head was unusually eye-catching.

“Brother Zhou Yuan, my disciple of Saint Yuanfeng, will also fully protect you!” Not far away, the disciple of Saint Yuan Peak was the first, the maiden named Pastoral Little Barbarian, with a long gun in her hand, bright and bright, with big eyes staring at Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan turned his head and looked at the countless Xuanzheng disciples. At this time, they all looked at him with enthusiasm, so that Zhou Yuan's heart also flowed through a warm stream.

How he did not know that these disciples would really fight with the disciples of the Holy Palace this time, and there would certainly be no casualties, but they did not complain.

“Zhou Yuan, this is not a personal feud, but a feud between me and the Sacred Palace. As disciples of the Sacred Palace, we do our best to fight for my Sacred Gate.” Li Qingchan's red lips slightly enlightened, "he said.

Zhou Yuan nodded softly, but he didn't have much to say about it. He just squeezed his lips tight and then made a solemn gift to the many disciples.

“Zhou Yuan, go.” Qingyang taught slowly.

Indeed, as Li Qingchan said, what is happening now has been transformed into a comparative game between the Holy Palace and the Xuanzheng Sect. Although this confrontation has been suppressed between the two disciples, its influence is still enormous.

On the current mainland of the Holy Land, I'm afraid the other four masses, and all the other forces, are here to focus their attention.

This battle between the two disciples, although there is no high-ranking strong man involved, so it will not appear to be such a breakdown, but the fighting between the disciples will appear more fierce and bloody.

“Wish brother a victory! ”

At the same time, countless disciples drank at this time, sounding thunder and reverberating to the heavens and the earth.

Boom!

The male's guts swept out from the body of the circumference, and his figure, at this time, burst into a light shadow, breaking open the cloud and sweeping straight towards the outside of the Xuanzheng Sect.

“Go!”

Chu Qing, Kong Sheng, Li Qingchan and other sons saw each other, also immediately started to follow Zhou Yuan not far behind.

Whoa!

Behind that, countless Xuanzheng disciples also radiated from the source of footsteps, and that huge gesture, when it really revealed the massive momentum, undoubtedly.

Teacher Qingyang stood negatively. He looked at the countless distant light shadows and slowly said: “This scale of struggle, my Xuanzheng sect has not appeared for many years. ”

“All these years the Holy Palace has been aggressive, and now it is time for them to see the blood of my Xuan sect! ”

In the end, his eyes became sharp.

……

The movement of the myriad disciples of the Cangxuan Sect holding Zhou Yuan away from the sect is naturally astonishing, leading the gaze of countless forces in the Holy Land to project.

The dark tongues of the various forces and the attitude of the Xuanzheng sect are obviously meant to touch the Holy Palace hard to the end.

And the old and new hegemony of this blue sky, years apart, touched hard again, even if it is now only between disciples, the shock caused by it is still unimaginable.

In the other four cases, disciples under the door were confined at this time. They could not be contaminated with the temple and the Cangxuan sect at this time. They could not be mixed in at this time, affecting the pond fish.

Even these four giants, let alone some other forces? So the others retreated along the way of the week.

Everyone knows that Zhou Yuan, the way back to the heavenly continent, will surely be stained with countless blood.

A fierce battle of concern to so many forces throughout the Holy Land is about to open.

……

Zhou Yuan and the disciple army of the Cangxuan sect, straight out of the Cangxuan sect 300 miles.

Within 300 miles, there is no wave of calm. That is because the disciples of the Holy Palace are bold enough not to dare to run to the Gate of the Xuanzheng Sect to spread wildness. Fearing to provoke the anger of any peak lord, they can't shout wrongs when they really die, regardless of the rules.

But when the 300 mile limit is reached, that thick killing machine really diffuses the heavens and the earth.

Above the sky, Zhou Yuan stood in the sky. He looked indifferently at the mountains in front of him. In between, he did not know how many shadows were hidden. The hidden source gas fluctuations along the road could not be concealed at all.

And Zhou Yuan can clearly feel that countless paths filled with the eyes of a killing machine are quietly locked on him.

“You don't have to pay attention to these ghosts. ”

Li Qingchan stood beside Zhou Yuan. She glanced at her eyes. Her eyes were full of cold and cold. Then she reached out her jade hand and waved gently.

“Kill.”

Clear, murderous voices, resounding.

Buzz!

Behind them, in the eyes of countless Xuanzheng disciples, the killing sounded as loud as thunder, and countless shadows roared out, rushing directly into the mountain.

In an instant, countless sounds of aerial bombardment rang out.

The whole mountain seems to have been lifted at this time.

“Go on, the road won't be too peaceful, you don't have to fight, your opponent, is the majesty of the Holy Palace, and I'm afraid he's waiting for you at this time.” Chu Qing said.

Zhou Yuan took a deep look at the mountain, did not say much, but stepped directly on the source gas and continued to move rapidly. He knew that this was just the beginning.

This way home is doomed to bloodshed.

But nobody can stop him, be it the Holy Palace or Brilliant.

“Wuhuang, two years ago, you stopped me, I cut your flesh. ”

“Two years later, you stopped me on my way home… this time, I want you to be wiped out! ”