Dragon Prince Yuan

Fighting Wu Yao in the sky stopped because of the black man's raid on Zhou Yuan, but the former's eyes became unusually cold at this time.

That look, even in the previous battle with Wu Yao, never appeared.

Apparently, it was only then that she was truly angry.

Wu Yao naturally noticed the change in the look of the day, but she was also a little worried about the black man's attack. Her character was too strong. Although she must have the temper of the dragon in Zhou Yuan today, she did not want to use the hands of others, but to take it by virtue of her own ability.

Down there, the man in black, known by Wuyao as Zhao Yunxiao, naturally heard the anger between the voices of Wuyao, and then laughed helplessly.

He didn't want to do it either. After all, in his view, the early Zhouyuan of the Shinto Palace could not escape Wuyao's hand.

But who could have guessed that this half way out of a dead man, and the strength is also amazing, not to be too bad for Wuyao, which is why he intends to make a secret effort to directly hit Zhou Yuan and help Wuyao get the Qi of the Saint Dragon to make her happy.

But Wu Yao was not expected to appreciate this.

Zhao Yunxiao smiled at Wuyao and raised his hand. "Oh, my God, don't be angry. All right, I'll leave this kid to you. All right? ”

He just looked at Wuyao as if he were apologizing, but his eyes didn't even look at the circumference that he had almost slapped to death.

Boo!

However, his voice had just fallen, the sky was cold, but there was not half a word of bullshit. The jade hand shook. The long whip, which was condensed by soulfire, shook up the void, and the head turned to the Zhao Yunxiao's severe whip.

Zhao Yunxiao looked at the long whip of the whirring soul flame. His eyes were gazed at him, but he dared not be as slow as when he faced Zhou Yuan before. The power of this powerful divine soul was enough to make him shy.

So Zhao Yunxiao stamped his foot, and suddenly his body burst out with a source of exhalation, and the light gathered behind him, finally forming three rounds of Shinto Hall halo.

The halo emits colorful light.

This Zhao Yunxiao is also the power of the late realm of the Shinto Palace, and it is the eight Shinto Palaces that are opened up!

Although slightly worse than Wu Yao, being able to open the Eight Divine Palaces is already the top heavenly pride.

Buzz!

Soul flame long flogged down, cruelly dumped on the spinning Shinto halo around Zhao Yunxiao, suddenly burst out muffled thunder sound, the Shinto halo also vibrated violently.

The soulfire lashes more and more aggressively, only the halo of the Shinto shrine is also shaken.

This Zhao Yunxiao color change slightly, he has no small amount of respect for the immortality, but I didn't think that he underestimated the other party's creation on the divine soul, so able, even in the life of the Mixed Universe of Heaven, is enough to rank first.

Boom!

In Zhao Yunxiao's mind, the Shinto halo around him also reached its limit, eventually bursting apart.

Over Zhao Yunlao's body, the lightning flashed, his figure disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it had appeared in the distant sky. The handsome face was full of weight.

It was only a short while before his protective halo was breached, and it was clear how powerful the attack was.

“Why is this girl so aggressive? ”

Zhao Yunxiao looked at the dawn, his eyes passed a stunning color. Wu Yao was one of the most remarkable women he had ever seen. That's why he was able to make his eyes so high that he would remember. Even going to this blue sky would be happy to follow him. He thought that there would be no more girls in the world than Wu Yao, but now he is dawning in front of him, obviously, no matter what, he is not behind Wu Yao.

Zhao Yun glanced at Zhou Yuan below, but deep inside there was a hint of jealousy. This rat-like kid was really lucky to have been able to relate to these two girls who were inspired by the heavens and the earth.

Down there, Zhou Yuan stood up, and he looked at some broken silver armor. His eyes swept through the cold. At the previous moment, if not for his vigilance, he would have really been hit or even killed by it.

The immortal figure fell, protected by Zhou Yuan's body, clear and empty eyes, but stared at the void, "Be careful, there are also their people here, very strong! ”

Zhou Yuan said, suddenly shocked.

“Oh, what an astute little girl.” And just as the sound of dawn fell, an old voice sounded from the void.

Then, Zhou Yuan sees an old man in a black robe, gradually revealing himself in the void.

Zhou Yuan saw the old man in the black robe, his face was tight and heavy. The pressure from the old man in the black robe was definitely not something they could resist.

The old man in black glanced at Zhou Yuan and waved his hand. “Don't be nervous, little ones. The old man won't be involved in any of this. ”

He raised his head and looked at the void, laughing: "And if I intervene, things will get bigger. You Xuanzheng will not tolerate this tone. ”

Obviously, he was able to sense that there were some very powerful beings, watching here.

The old man in the black robe turned his head and looked at Wu Yao, smiling: “Miss Wu, I'm afraid there's no way to keep fighting today, so just take it. ”

Wu Yaoxiang's head slightly dropped and his delicate body slowly fell.

Her pair of Phoenix first looked at the moment of immortality, then turned back to Zhouyuan. She stared at her half and her red lips slightly opened: “The battle of dragon qi, without the successful integration, will not stop until life and death. ”

“Zhou Yuan, between you and me, perhaps only the Pharaoh is alive, as the prophecy says. ”

“The Qi of the Holy Dragon comes from you, and I don't deny it, it's just that the path of cultivation is like a world of great strife, so I don't have any mercy. ”

“The Qi of the Sacred Dragon is one of my most disgusting things, but it has certainly brought me some benefits over the years, so in any case, consider me a part of you. ”

She took a deep breath and said, "If I had a chance in the future, I would have settled for it outside of that dragon race. ”

Zhou Yuan looked at Wuyao's beautiful face, but his heart was somewhat surprised, because when he met Wuhuang and Wu Wang in the past, they could never admit that the Qi of the Holy Dragon originated from him, and Wuhuang spoken of him as a false dragon, just a container.

Only Wuyao, however, made this matter clear, and did not seek the pretext to cover it up. Although she is a woman, those hearts and minds, compared to Wuhuang Wu Wang, are meant to be atmospheric.

But Zhou Yuan did not give in because he knew that the girl in front of him was far more dangerous than Wuhuang.

“Something that belongs to me, I'll always get it back, something that doesn't belong to you.” Zhou Yuan's tone is still strong and he won't give in.

The black lightning around Wuyao gradually converged, and the sun shined on her white jade cheek, glowing.

“If one day you could really take the Qi of the Dragon away from me, it would naturally be stronger for you, and then, even if you meteor, I wouldn't have half a word. ”

Feng Yiu stared at Zhou Yuan. “Of course, I hope it was you, not someone else's. ”

Speaking of which, she glanced.

"If you weren't protected, you wouldn't be able to leave today. ”

She glanced at the old man in black.

Wu Yaofeng's eyes were slightly faint, like a challenged and dignified phoenix. His voice also became cold: “Though your soul is strong, you really want to fight, and I don't fear you. ”

The two women looked at each other and the atmosphere suddenly became sword-shaped again.

The old man in black laughed helplessly. Wu Yao Pingyi said he was strong, but not everyone could lift her fire. But he looked at the dawn in front of him, but somehow it was a little like a powder barrel.

Ultimately, however, the two women did not fight again, because they knew that it made little sense.

Zhou Yuan looked at Wuyao and smiled slightly. "When the fame of martial arts and glory shook the mainland, I was still unable to practice in the big week. At that time, I had nothing to fear. Even more so, you and I are now in the realm of the Divine Palace. ”

“So you have to be careful. I'm afraid the next time you see each other, you won't have any advantage. ”

“Mouse madness.” Wu Yao never spoke, but Zhao Yunxiao was a smiling mouth with a deep contempt in his eyes: “Do you really think you can be arrogant to anyone in this glorious sky if you mix up a name tag? ”

“You know, compared to Mixed Yuan Tian, this blue sky is not worth mentioning. ”

“So you better understand that the real Son of the Two is also proud of the difference… don't mix things up. ”

Zhou Yuan glanced at Zhao Yunxiao and said with no tone: “Your Excellency, I will return it if I have a chance in the future. ”

Zhao Yunxiao clapped softly and said with a smile: “I would love to. ”

It's just a general deity, obviously, just as a joke.

However, Wu Yao deeply looked at Zhou Yuan. She obviously knew more about the latter. In fact, she was also amazed that Zhou Yuan could rise from that debacle.

Being able to move from a weak teenager with a difficult eight-point pulse, step by step, to the present day, to kill martial arts and destroy the great martial arts… This once holy dragon man is not really a cliché.

However, Wu Yao is also proud of her heart, and she does not believe that she will lose to anyone, even if it was once Holy Dragon of the Great Week.

So, facing Zhou Yuan, she just turned her head slightly and said, “I'll wait. ”

After that, she withdrew her gaze and turned to look at the desolate mausoleum, whispering: "Elder Yan, allow me to worship my mother for the last time. ”

The old man in black nodded lightly.

Wearing a red coat, Wu Yao slowly came to the tombstone, staring at the words on the tablet, seemed to have seen again the moment in the deepest memory to protect her tender mother.

She knelt before the tombstone and knelt deeply.

“Mother, Da Wu is dead, all the old things, that's it. ”

“Since then, Yao Er has been alone and has no longer been involved. ”

“Goodbye, Mother. ”

Wu Yao knelt down, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, eventually a drop of crystalline tears slipped down her cheek, on the ground, breaking apart.

She knows that she may never come here again after this departure.

Before the old days, the smoke dissipated here.

Wu Yao's prayer lasted for a long time, and eventually she stood up slowly as she held her mind together.

And when Wu Yao turned around again, Zhou Yuan realized that her temperament seemed to have become much more calm, that calm, more like apathy. Under that prayer, she seemed to have completed the final knot.

Front dust, cover your heart, freeze forever.

At the same time, that once soft and kind heart was gradually covered with a layer of solid ice, with no gaps.

The innocent and kind little princess in the Great Wu Palace, let her die completely...

In the future, there is only one person in the world who pursues the strongest path… Wu Yao.