Dragon Prince Yuan

Ho!

The black-and-white dragons whistle down, and if they fall into it, even those with strong jurisdictions will be annihilated into nothingness in an instant.

Unless the strongman of the law also possesses the protection of Saint Paul.

At this moment, under the breath of black and white dragons, the long and delicate body seems extremely thin, as if the next moment, this beautiful and exciting girl, the smoke will dissipate.

Everyone shook their heads intolerably.

And in that countless gaze, dawning is also a slight lifting of the head, revealing a fair and elegant neck, eyes quietly staring at the raging black and white dragon breath.

She reached out her little hand and seemed to have a mysterious golden liquid gushing out of her palm, which condensed and eventually turned into a dark golden source pen, engraved with the oldest lines between heaven and earth, as if living with heaven and earth.

She held a golden source-grain pen, her wrist trembling slightly, and the tip of the pen fell from the void in front of her.

A golden light emerged empty-handed.

That golden light, twisting and twisting, has a subtle rhyme, like hooking the heavens and the earth.

A golden light, constantly appearing.

Those traces of golden light, connected to each other in the forefront of the day, eventually formed as if a very ancient symbol, that symbol, had never appeared, but when people saw it, their hearts were raised with a hidden word.

“Town!”

Countless powerful people look at that ancient golden spell, and some of them are familiar with the source pattern, and they are obsessed with it because they know exactly how delicate that ancient source pattern is.

Only those who have a very strong empathy between God's soul and the heavens and the earth can be engraved.

Also, I don't know why, they feel that this ancient source print in front of them seems a little different from the others...

The old man with white eyebrows shook his eyebrows, his eyes stared dead at the ancient origin mark, and finally shook: “This is not a simple source pattern… there are even traces of the origin technique. ”

“She combines the origins with the origins, perfectly! ”

“One stroke at a time, she did not simply outline the source lines, but also condensed the source technique… each one was like a heavenly source technique, and when it came together, it was unpredictable. ”

His face had an emotion of dying from the smell, so much so that he had never heard of it, even he believed that even his master Xuan, if the light source tattooed, could not compare to the death in front of him.

Boom!

In that myriad of shocking eyes, the immense golden source tattoo suddenly turned into a golden light, directly colliding with the dramatic black and white dragon breath, fiercely.

Boom!

The sound of thunder, sounding heaven and earth.

And where the golden light passed, the shaky black and white dragon breath, after a while of impasse, finally broke apart.

There are countless horrific voices in the heavens and the earth.

No one thought that even the Holy Priest of the Palace of the Holy Nuns had a spiritual map that failed to work...

The face of the Holy Yuan Palace master was also shaking. It looked in the eyes of the Spiritual Chart. At the same time, the slaughter, more intense.

If this woman is not excised today, she will have trouble sleeping and eating.

Buzz!

However, just as the slaughter intent in the heart of the Holy Yuan Palace soared, the spiritual map suddenly vibrated violently at this time. The Holy Yuan shocked and stared in haste, only to see it there. At this time, the pen was swinging continuously, and a magical trace of gold appeared in the sky.

Those golden lights, like countless sky columns, go through the void.

And with more and more golden columns, the shaking of the spiritual map is also getting stronger, with the diffuse black and white yin and yang qi, even gradually diminishing.

The Lord of the Palace of the Sacred Yuan faded in shade and had some incredible colors in his eyes, because he found that the immortality was actually deciphering the spiritual map...

Each of her golden lights points directly to some of the centers of the Spiritual Map, and then slowly shakes it to reveal the perfect Spiritual Map.

You know, every Sacred Treasure is almost a satisfactory product, with unimaginable power. If it is tough against the Sacred Treasure with strong strength, the Lord of the Palace of Saints can still understand, after all, the ancient Xuan can do it.

In this way, the ultimate means of shaking Saint Paul has never been seen before.

What exactly is this mysterious girl called Junior?!

This scene is also accounted for by Qingyang teaching, Spiritual Sword reverence and other strong people, they also saw the eyelids jump, obviously know the intentions of the immortality.

“Such means are so godly...” They looked at each other and laughed bitterly, with a feeling that the practice had been practiced on the dog for so many years.

But when they calm down, they also rejoice, and if dawning truly breaks the Spiritual Chart, then the Spiritual Chart is bound to suffer some fundamental damage, trying to repair the unknown amount of suffering.

And this will undoubtedly be a serious weakening for the Lord of the House of Saints.

The Lord of the Palace also knew this, so his eyes at this time, as if he were going to swallow a young man, faced with this situation, even with his heart, felt some frustration.

In the end, however, he took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the loss of his mind. In any case, he must not let the young escape the spirit, otherwise, it is even more impossible to try to trap him.

When Qingyang taught them to join the war with Saint Paul in their hand, his advantages would really be completely lost.

The Lord of the Palace stared at the violently shaken spiritual map and silenced for a few moments, with the colour of decisiveness appearing in his eyes.

He slowly stretched out his palms, the space between his palms gradually twisted, and a faint golden light emerged from it, while the wind in the heavens and the earth seemed to solidify at this time.

Knock, knock!

A strange beating sound, rang from heaven to earth.

Countless lights cast into the palm of the Lord of the Palace of Saint Yuan, only to see there, a golden heart appeared, the heart seemed to beat slightly, triggering the source gas storm between heaven and earth.

“What's that? Golden heart?!” Countless people have lost their voices.

Qingyang palm looked at the golden heart, but he sensed a familiar breath from above. A moment later, his eyes rose red and his voice rang out furiously: “Holy Dog Thief! ”

The Lord of the Palace looked at him indifferently, his mouth lifted with irony, and he said indifferently: “It seems you recognize it, yes... this is the heart of the glorious saint! ”

Countless powerful people stare.

The Lord of the Palace stared at the golden heart in the palm of his hand, engraved with countless peristaltic inscriptions, deeply embedded in the heart, isolating all life.

When the Ancestors of Ao Xuan were hunted by the Holy Nation, the Holy Nation refined the heart of his saints and gave it as a gift to the Lord of the Holy Yuan Palace.

This is the treasure of extinction. The main reason why the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Nunnery is able to step into the pseudo-holy realm is to understand the heart of this saint over the years...

Moreover, once he has consumed the heart of the saint, he will be able to truly set foot in it for some time!

Of course, this breakthrough is only temporary, so if it weren't for the last moment, the Lord of the House of Saints would not have chosen this method of stubborn fishing.

“As long as I can get the Sacred Seal of the Blue, and nature can truly step into the sainthood, the heart of the saint will be of little use.” The Holy One takes a deep breath, he is not an ordinary man and naturally knows how to make a trade-off.

If he does not receive the Sacred Seal of Heaven today, he will not be able to have such an opportunity in the future, I am afraid, after years of complete failure in his plot.

Therefore, the Lord of the Holy Nunnery gazed at the heart of the saint and no longer hesitated, biting his teeth, his palms pressed together, and the golden heart was shattered.

The golden streaming matter rose and was finally swallowed up by the Holy Dollar in its countless shocking eyes.