Dragon Prince Yuan

Zhou Yuan and Zhao Yunxiao stood on a broken wall scorched by the fire. They looked at the desolate mausoleum, and Wuyao and Zhao Yunxiao, who had previously stood here, had all left with the old man in the black robe.

Once again, the place has become cool and calm.

“Unexpectedly, the most troublesome part of this Wujia family is not Wuhuang and Wuwang… but the princess of this great Wu.” Zhou Yuan took a deep breath and his eyes swept through the heavy road.

At first, he regarded Wuhuang only as his enemy, and as he later became stronger, his goal was to become Wu Wang.

As for Wu Yao, who equally shared the Qi of the Holy Dragon, he neglected it, and only today did Zhou Yuan realize that the one he neglected was the most terrible.

She had no warped mentality like Wu Wang, but she had an elusive belief.

Such a person, if given the opportunity, must be able to fly away for nine days.

His dazzling eyes stared at the distance. Half an hour later, he slowly said: “This future of Wuyao cannot be said to be your greatest enemy. ”

Though she is also obviously extremely proud of her sexuality, she has never evaluated Zhou Yuan in all these years. From this, it can be seen that she also attaches great importance to Wuyao.

Zhou Yuan nodded. This time, if he hadn't rushed to do it, with his strength in the early days of the Shinto government, he would probably actually have fallen into Wuyao's hands.

The latter practice in Mixed Yuan Tian, where there are better conditions than Cang Xuanzheng, so even if he owns the Chaotic Divine Palace, Wuyao's Nine Divine Palaces will not be much weaker than his.

If you really want to start, people will have a great chance of winning with the realm of the late Shinto Empire.

“I've had too much wind and water during this time.” Zhou Yuan reflected on himself, he could not deny that when he was obtaining the head of the Son of the Xuanzheng Sect, he killed Wuhuang again, stepped into the realm of the Divine Palace and defeated the Wuhuang Queen in the middle of the realm of the Divine Palace, he was a little proud.

Now Wuyao and Zhao Yunxiao appeared, he was given a head stick, so that he could truly understand that there is a heaven outside.

In his younger life, perhaps he is at the top of the list today, but the sky does not represent the vast and endless realm of celestial origin.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath and said: “Looks like my training is still impeccable. ”

Otherwise, he would never have regained the Qi of the Holy Dragon from Wuyao, and even though they are now two days apart, they will certainly meet again in the future.

As Wu Wang said, the dragon phoenix battle, the phagocyte life… between him and Wu Yao, as long as the Qi of the Holy Dragon is not satisfied, it is inevitable that there will be a death battle.

Today's death battle is blocked, but what about the future?

He can't always hide from this dragon fight.

“And that Zhao Yunxiao...”

Zhou Yuan's eyes swept through the cold, Zhao Yunxiao attacked his hand, directly ruptured the silver shadow, and risked his life. This account will be remembered in his heart.

Looking at him, he smiled slightly. “But you don't have to be mean. This Wu Yao is able to take the lead over you, more because of her place. The Mixed Yuan Tian is truly a cultivation of the great world. It is much bigger than Xuan Tian. ”

“When you go to the Holy Land and the Cangxuan Sect, and return to the Cangxuan Land, you naturally feel that this is a shallow beach, and you go to the Mixed Wontian Wuyao, and look at this Cangxuan sky as if you were looking at the Cangxuan Land at this time. ”

Zhou Yuan looked at the void and said: "Is the Mixed Yuan Tian so powerful? ”

"The heavenly realm is divided into nine days, the Holy Nation is exclusive to four days, and the other five days are the only places where many spirits of the heavenly realm survive, and Mixed Yuan Tian is the strongest of the five heavens. ”

“At the same time, in the long and comparative game with the Holy Nation, Mixed Yuan Tian is also at the forefront. If Mixed Yuan Tian does not exist, I am afraid that the heavenly source world has already been occupied by the Holy Nation, and all other living spirits will be subordinated to it, under its control, to live and die. ”

“Holy…”

Zhou Yuan darkened his tongue, today he was not a young man who understood, from some ancient books of the Xuan sect, he could know the strength of the mysterious Holy Nation.

Moreover, the most powerful palace in the heavens today is said to have hidden traces of sacred support behind it.

Just one of the holy palaces supported by the Holy Communion, there are now signs of a glorious sky, and one can imagine how horrific the Holy Communion as a whole will be.

And as the main battalion against the Holy Nation, you can see the strength of the Mixed Heavens.

He didn't say much on it. The voice turned around and said: "This time you failed to compete, but you have finally settled your wish. ”

Zhou Yuan said that there was also a smile on his face, some as relieved.

Wu Wang has meteorized, Dawu Qun Dragon has no head, nature will also end with it.

Of course, if Dawu and Wuyao's two holy dragon qis were regained by him today, it would be a real success.

But when Dawu was eliminated, he finally lost his worries.

And the battle with Wuyao lies in the future.

“Congratulations.”

Staring at the week in front of us, when we first met, the latter was just a weak teenager who wanted to be able to practise his veins, but who could have imagined that the teenager, who could not open his veins, had arrived at this point several years later.

Zhou Yuan looked at the capital of the great martial arts for a long time, then smiled softly.

The moment he knew the resentment between Dawu and him, he bore a heavy burden. At that time, in his eyes, Wu Wang was almost invincible, and merely remembered, he put enormous pressure on him.

But the teenager did not fear and retreat because of it, and he made an ambition that seemed like it would never be realized at that time… at that time, perhaps even his father was just pretending to be a teenager's delusion.

Yet today…

Zhou Yuan's eyes gradually closed.

“Father, I did what I promised...”

……

Holy Land, Holy Palace.

The chaotic crystal ball in front of the Lord of the Palace of Saints floated slowly, his deep eyes stared tightly, and now the chaos is fluctuating in the crystal ball.

His gaze, like a hole through a void, directly sees what is happening on that distant and pale continent, with as much income as possible.

“Oh, this dragon's qi is really strange...”

Though the Qi of Saint Dragon is not fully united, it is finally gathered in the place. It can be said that the moment Zhouyuan and Wuyao first met, the chaos machine changed.

The scene could not be perceived by others, but the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Communion, who had planned it, grabbed it tightly.

In the silver eyes of the Lord of the Saint Yuan Palace, there is blood flowing down at this time, spying on the planet, even the strength of the Lord of the Saint Yuan Palace, still has to pay the price.

The blood from his eyes grew thicker and thicker, and he looked extremely blunt.

However, in that crystal sphere, the colour of chaos was violently turbulent, and at a certain moment, it was as if the long river had stalled for a breath, an ancient image, swept away from the chaos.

The eyes of the Lord of Saint Yuan Palace were bright with silver light. A bite of blood erupted in his mouth and the blood gathered in front of him, which appeared to form an ancient diagram.

In that ancient map, there seemed to be many powerful sects, but at this point, a thunder of destruction fell over the ancient map, destroying the creatures of the earth as much as possible.

At this moment, the Lord of the Holy Yuan Palace could no longer bear to laugh, laughing like thunder, and in his eyes, also emerged the color of fanaticism.

“Ha-ha-ha, Holy Seal of the Sky! ”

“The palace has finally found you! ”

Boom!

The energy between the heavens and the earth, as if it were a violent turmoil at this time, eventually spreads directly and madly, as if it affected the entire sky.

At this moment, the myriad powerful beings in the sky are all in shock.

Because at the moment when the Lord of the House of Saints set the planet in motion, they all felt something hidden.

Boom!

Cang Xuanzheng.

The gentle face of Qingyang, who is in the Palace with the chairmen of the peaks, suddenly turned iron and blue, a terrible source of gas erupted from his body.

In the Grand Palace, the Lord of Ripple Peak, the Lord of Ling Jun Peak and others all appeared shocked.

Qingyang taught the five fingers to hold tight, biting the chill of his teeth: “I finally know what the Holy Dollar wants to do...”

“He's plotting to steal Master's hidden seal! ”

As it turns out, Ripple Peak owners and others are horribly discolored, and then there is an intense surge of killing.

“The Holy Dollar is about to start a great battle in the sky! ”