Dragon Prince Yuan

Bear!

When the Temple and Blood Temple lords swept against the depths of the Thunder Pool that day, the Lord of the Palace of the Sacred Nunnery also made a move, only to see the golden holy fire in his palm.

The golden holy fire, the burning of voids, the holy fire rises and turns into three golden firedragons, directly hissing at the Qingyang Palace, the Heavenly Sword, and the ancient whale venerators.

Golden Fire Dragon passing, void is melted away.

And Qingyang taught the three people to see each other, and dared not be slightly lazy. The surrounding jurisdictions emerged, and the vast source of Qingyang Qi moved with it, and finally collided with the golden fire dragon.

Boom!

Those collision rooms are the breakdown of the heavens and the earth.

When the Lord of the Palace of the Sacred Yuan countered the three powerful people of France with one person's strength, the Lord of the House of Moro locked his eyes to the Lord of the Single Clear Womb of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace, a pile of fat faces with coveted colors appearing.

“Hey, single-minded womb lord, let's have some fun with you! ”

However, despite the covetousness of his face, Morro's eyes were filled with shade and ruthlessness.

Black jurisdictions, surrounded by their surroundings, the source of the jurisdictions poured into the sky, turned into ghostly faces, and then laid the ground to whistle at the monochrome.

Heavenly Ghost House has a grudge with the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace. It's an old match.

Monochrome sight, a chill hum, surrounded by colorful jurisdictions emerged, do not fear to greet directly.

Boom!

The two jurisdictional strongmen fought each other, and the motion was trembling even in the void.

Xuan Lao was constantly staring at Lei Jun. At this time, the latter looked at the shocking battlefield and smiled slightly: “In the sky of Xuan Xuan, there has been no such war for many years. ”

He turned his eyes to old Xuan. "Don't you see? This blue sky is indeed about to change. You are also a strong jurisdictional man. Why should you be an old slave to the mountain sweep? ”

Xuan Lao had no expression. “Not all people are ungrateful like you, I couldn't practise it, it was the master himself who washed my medulla and forged my veins. Otherwise, I have become a pot of loess soil. I am not interested in the giant one, I just want to repay. ”

“Lei Jun, the only thing I want to do now is send you to my master to make amends! ”

Boom!

When his voice fell, the jurisdictions emerged, and his shadow of rickets erupted at this time, like a giant mountain in the sky, oppressing the turbulence of the heavens and the earth.

The next moment, he stepped out.

Lei Jun was surrounded by lightning jurisdictions, his eyes were gloomy, and he was no longer as plain as before, like a fierce Thunder King, colliding with Xuanlao, confronting him.

Boom!

The heavens and the earth are divided into battlefields, and further afield, the top and strongest of all sides look at the scene with fear.

Six Great Battles!

Without stepping into the jurisdiction, there is no entitlement to plug in.

When these jurisdictional strongmen collided, the original strongmen within the six masses, too, came out of the blast, and so the heavens and the earth became more chaotic and fierce.

At the same time, the two palace lords of the Holy Palace, deep in the direct parabolic pool, left a void space with the Sacred Seal of the Blue.

Zhou Yuan also saw the two strong infants from the source. He was unable to survive a round in the hands of the strong infants because of the strength of his current Shinto realm.

Still too weak!

The Temple Master of the Blood Temple of the Palace, blindly locked the circumference of nothingness, sneered: “Is this the boy who killed my disciple of the Palace in the sky of the Xuanyuan Cave? ”

Boom!

When the voice fell, he did not give Zhou Yuan a chance to argue, the sleeve robe waved, only saw the blood source roar out, turned into a bloody red python, on that python, every tablet is like substance, with a terrible and vicious distribution.

Although the source gasification form can also be done by the powerful people of Shinto Province, the kind can be reached by simulating other forms with the source gas, which is no longer a simple source gasification form, but a source gasification spirit.

Powerful energy is extremely vicious when any source of energy is applied in their hands.

Zhou Yuan looked at the roaring bloody python, his face changed dramatically. He didn't dare to answer this offense at all. After all, the boundary gap between the two sides is really too great.

Bum!

However, just when Zhou Yuan Jiaotou lost his forehead, suddenly there was a clear sound of sword chanting all over the heavens and the earth, and a swordman fell directly from the void. It was actually born to divide the bloody python into two parts.

Cold and sharp swordsmanship also crushed the python.

A figure appeared between the two lords of the temple and the space of nothingness.

“Lord of the Spiritual Peak? ”

Zhou Yuan looked at the sudden shock.

Ling Jun had a long sword, long hair scattered, that handsome face like a teenager, but at this time it was as cold as 10,000 years of brown ice.

“Linjun, are you going to die?” The Lord of the Temple of Blood smiled sarcastically, "he said.

None of the spirits ignored him. He just turned his head and looked at the circumference in the nothingness space. "Find an opportunity to take away the Sacred Seal of Heaven. This is not the place you can stay. ”

Zhou Yuan heard the news, but it was a dark cry of bitterness. Where did he take the Qianxuan Holy Seal? He tried it before, but the Qianxuan Holy Seal was too heavy to describe. He did his best and couldn't shake its half.

But at this time, the Lord of the Spiritual Peak did not have time to talk to him more. After all, the two lords in front of him are not weaker than him. One-on-one, he is not afraid, but one-on-two, I'm afraid, is a little troublesome.

“Huh, you're the only one trying to stop us? Ling Jun, you're out of your mind!” The Lord of the Temple of Blood's eyes were red, and the next moment, behind him seemed to emerge a raging sea of bloodshed with intense blood.

His robe flipped, and his bloodbath went through the void. With endless corrosion, he rolled against the Chairman of Linjun Peak.

Looking at the bloody sea, the master hand of Lingjun Peak slowly gripped the long sword, the next moment, hundreds of millions of swords of light sprayed out, like a bright sword river, directly touching the bloody sea hard.

Boom!

The two collided and instantly caused tremendous fluctuations in this minefield.

The Lord of the Temple of Heaven had no expression on his face. He did not heed the blockage of the Lord of the Spiritual Peak. His figure was like a fiction, and he directly pierced the void and swept past.

The Lord of Lingenfeng perceived the figure of the Lord of the Temple of Heaven. When the sword swept away, he tried to stop it.

Boom!

But the blood-red giant beast appeared empty-handed, devouring the sword light with one bite, whirling itself as well as being hanged by the raging sword light.

“Linjun, your opponent is me. Don't really piss him off. Otherwise, today, maybe you really want to accompany Liu Lili.” The figure of the Temple of Blood, emerged from the sea of blood, he grinned.

Spiritual Peak's main eyes were cold, a crystal clear sword ball, slowly rising from the top of its head.

At that moment, there was a bright sword in the heavens and the earth.

The Lord of the Temple of Blood also saw through the colour of consternation, and the sea of blood beneath his feet swept up, and a giant red sickle rose and held in his hand.

Time, fierce and powerful.

The Lord of the Peak of Spirituality glanced at the Lord of the Temple of Heaven, whose shadow had disappeared into the void, and sighed in his heart. Indeed, he could not stop the other two.

And that day the Temple Master, the strongest temple master in the temple.

“Zhou Yuan, you ask for blessings. ”

Although Zhou Yuan this guy gave them a lot of faces from the peak of the sword when he was in the Xuanzhen Sect, but after all, Ling is the master of the peak, it is impossible to remember to hate a little disciple, but at this time, he really has no time to be separated and to protect him again.

……

In void space.

Zhou Yuan looked at the frozen side of the sky, only to see the void waves there, a figure slowly emerged, it was the temple master.

His eyes, the first shot at the Sacred Seal of the Blue, swept through a burning colour in his eyes, but they quickly converged.

The Lord of the Temple of Heaven did not even look at the circumference behind him. He carried his hands behind his back, his eyes solidified on the sign of the Holy Spirit. Only moments later, there was a ghost sound, creepy noise in this void space.

“Kid, blow up your soul, otherwise if you want to die later, you won't be so happy. ”

Zhou Yuan's face was gloomy and uncertain. He carried behind his back in the palm of his hand and made a gesture to the boy who was still at the bottom of the stone staircase: "Go! ”

Today's situation is too dangerous. Faced with a strong man from the infancy, Zhou Yuan doesn't know what his resistance can do. He also understands that he is stuck in the middle of nowhere.

Zhou Yuan is not afraid to die, but he hopes to be able to buy some time to leave for tomorrow.

The Lord's Eye of the Temple of Heaven still focuses on the Sacred Seal of Azure, and he says faintly: "Don't you still blow yourself up? ”

The corner of Zhouyuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he took a deep breath. Deep in his eyes, a fierce color emerged. The next moment, his figure burst out.

His face, too, is gradually going crazy at this time.

If it's a necessarily dead end, at least look good!