Dragon Prince Yuan

Chapter 687: The Sacred Return

Out of the middle of Al-Quds, it's a mess.

At this time, countless gazes, all of which are some complicated looking at the circumference standing in the middle of the sky. At the moment when the Spiritual Spirit is extinguished, this battle between the two strongest Taiyuan kingdoms of Xuan Tian wins and loses even if it is completely divided.

The current Zhou Yuan, you can be rude to say, is the true first son of the Holy Land.

Outside the city, the disciples of the Cangxuan sect burst into shocking cheers at this time. Those who cast their eyes on the Zhou Yuan appear extremely fanatical. The latter's battle today can be described as giving them a huge boost in the face of the Cangxuan sect.

Compared to the carnival on the side of the Xuanzheng sect, the disciple of the Holy Palace is silent.

Even Jiang Taijin and Zhan Taiqing were extremely unnatural in their faces. They looked at Zhouyuan's figure, and there appeared a strong and unscrupulous color in their eyes.

Until now, though, they were a little unbelievable.

You know, in that Xuanyuan cave, Zhou Yuan didn't dare to fight directly against the two of them, so he had to choose a gold toad that was slightly weaker than them...

Even if Zhou Yuan eventually chopped the Golden Toad, it is not enough that Taijin Kang and Chiang Tai Ching only raised it to the level of facing the face.

But who could have guessed that it would have been less than two months, and the yen had already reached that point.

Taijin Kang has dealt with Wuhuang, so it is clear that the latter is tough, but even so, today's Wuhuang, after dumping the cards, is still slaughtered by Zhou Yuan, even the spirit has not escaped.

What does that mean? Indicate that they would die faster if they were against last week's dollar.

Those who do not receive their attention in the heavens of Xuanyuan Cave are now far beyond them.

Jiang Taishen and Zhan Taiqing looked at each other, all of them could see the bitterness in each other's eyes. Cang Xuanzheng had a character like Zhou Yuan. As you can imagine, their generation of the Holy Palace will be suppressed in the future.

“What a payback.” Taijin Jiang sighed. Before Zhou Yuan and Wuhuang had even appeared, he was the strongest young generation in the sky. He pressed down on the sky for many years, and the disciples of the generation could not lift their heads.

And from this moment on, the sights of their Holy Palace are going to be gone, and from now on, it will be the Zhou Yuan, crossing their Holy Palace generation.

On the other side of the city wall, Left Qiuqing, Green Roe, Li Junjun and others also stared at the scene and gradually woke up after half a mile.

Zhou Yuan's previous manual engagement with Wuhuang was nothing like a confrontation in the primitive world.

Fortunately, however, the weekend won.

“He got stronger again.” Ningxian sighed, Zhou Yuan at this time, compared to in Xuanyuan Cave heaven, obviously strong more than one grade, I really don't know how this guy practiced.

Others nodded with deep sympathy.

“But despite the defeat of Wuhuang, is the Zhou Yuan really going back to the heavenly continent? ”

The left-hand hill green fish willow eyebrows whispered: “According to the information I have received, Cang Xuanzheng and the Holy Palace have rules, the realm of the Divine Palace and above, do not interfere. ”

“Zhou Yuan is now at the top of his primitive state, but he has not yet set foot in the Shinto Palace. He, I'm afraid, will not be the opponent of Wu Wang. ”

Others are also silent. Although Zhou Yuan's previous strength is astonishing, the gap between the original realm and the Shinto realm is huge. Even the worst Shinto realm, the source gas is probably not less than 500,000 Yuan gas stars.

Such a huge source of gas is enough to destroy any means.

“He had to go back, and Dawu chose this time to go into the week, which he was afraid would be difficult to stop, and if he did not go back, the week would end.” Li Junjun slowed down.

Green Rose's little face mumbled, "I sent a letter back to the Beast Dynasty and asked my father to help me in secret, but he said that the battle between Zhou and the Great Martial Arts is no longer simple, it was the Sacred Palace and the Xuanzheng Zong in the game, the others did not dare to intervene at all. ”

Others looked at it and sighed. The situation could only be solved by Zhou Yuan at last, so he had to go back.

……

Over the city, the circumferential closed eyes also gradually opened at this time, and the Tai Yi green wood marks in the body emitted a vibrant life, causing the previous wounds to recover quickly.

He felt the gradual fusion of the breath of the two dragons in his body, his eyes glistening.

A moment later, Zhou Yuan raised his head, and the two great powers above the void, after a moment of entanglement, led to turmoil in the heavens and the earth, but neither Lord of the Palace of the Holy Nuns nor Teacher Qingyang clearly intended to really do it, so it was eventually converged.

“You have cultivated a good disciple, but unfortunately, I'm afraid this disciple will have to follow in the near future.” The voice of the Lord of the Holy Nunnery echoes the heavens and the earth.

“Unfortunately, it's hard to get a good seedling over the years, but it won't last long...”

“Huh...”

The laughter of the Lord of the Holy Nunnery gradually went away, and the mighty power that circled here fell into the void.

Some of the eyes in the heavens and the earth that know the reason for this are all cast into the circumference at this time, some of which are regrettable. This seedling is really good. If you can practise in the Xuanzheng Sect with peace of mind, the Xuanzheng Sect of the future, maybe the future can be one more person to step into the sky and yang realm, even the top strength of the baby realm...

But if he were to rush to that vast continent right now and fight the powerful in the Shinto palace, it would be a lot less heinous.

And Zhou Yuan looked at those eyes as if he hadn't heard, and his divine colour was calm and unbearable.

“If you can stand it, you don't have to go back. Your father and mother, I, Xuanzheng, can find a way to keep it in secret.” There was a voice that went into Zhou Yuan's ear at this time. Zhou Yuan disputed, that was Qingyang Professor.

Zhou Yuan was silent for a while, Qingyang Palm only said to save his father and mother, not Zhou. Obviously, doing so, Zhou would be a victim.

Huh.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, but his eyes grew steadfast at this time.

“Thank you for teaching, but this is an inescapable responsibility, and if I retreat today, the sharp energy in my heart will be gone, which will be a fatal danger for my future practice. ”

“At that time, I couldn't say that I would be flabbergasted by everyone. ”

“I am not comfortable with mediocrity. It is a struggle for faith. I can only move forward on the path to the future if I rise to the blade. ”

Zhou Yuan whispered to himself. Over the years, he faced many difficulties, all because of biting his teeth to persevere, which was supported by this belief. If even he chose to back off now, he would lose confidence in perseverance at some future moments, I'm afraid.

Qingyang teacher naturally heard his low voice, half a hour later, there was a voice coming: “Now that you have made up your mind, go. ”

In his voice, there is a sense of comfort. This attitude is more important than the talent of Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan nodded, and he made a solemn gift to the void. Then he turned around and looked at the disciples of Chu Qing, Li Qingchan and many other Cangxuan sects.

“Zhou Yuan is here to thank his brothers and sisters for their support! ”

Chu Qing's complexity, Li Qingchan's eyes stared at the distant youth and said softly: “Zhou Yuan, when you return from the triumph, I will be disciples of the Xuanzhen sect to drink with you. ”

Behind it, the eyes of countless Xuanzheng disciples projected, and the next moment, a deafening voice rang out of the holy city.

“The disciple of Qianxuanzong is here, looking forward to his victory! ”

“The disciple of Qianxuanzong is here, looking forward to his victory! ”

“ …… ”

Sound seismic cities also attract countless complex gazes.

Zhou Yuan looked at them, his head warmed slightly, then smiled, waved his hand, did not hesitate to turn around, his body swept down, directly into the huge transmission point in the center of the city.

Buzz!

Within the transmission point, the bright light rises, and the figure of the circumference is swallowed by the light.

And when Zhou Yuanshadow disappeared, the roar of the Xuanzheng disciple still sounded over the holy city.

“Brother Zhou Yuan, I will wait for you to return triumphantly! ”