Dragon Prince Yuan

When the golden heart turned into a stream of light that was swallowed up in the belly by the Lord of the House of Saints, his eyes were closed, and the entire heavens and the earth, as if at this moment, had stalled.

All the wind, all the gas flow, stop at this point.

It's like time and space are frozen.

Countless gazes look horrifically at the Lord of the Holy Yuan Palace, because everyone feels that, at this moment, there is an unspeakable momentum that gradually diffuses out of the latter.

In that atmosphere, the heavens and the earth were trembling.

At the top of the head of the Holy Yuan Palace, the golden flame quickly grew, eventually turning into a burning golden flame, the flame gradually flowing, hidden, there are signs of the formation of a golden lotus flower.

“Holy Cremation Lotus...”

The most powerful on all sides are frightened and their teeth are trembling, because it is said that only a true saint can transform the holy fire into the shape of a full lotus flower.

Golden flame lotus blossoms form and bloom.

The golden lotus blossom has a tassel-like golden glow that covers the body of the Lord of the Palace of Saint Yuan, and the golden glow penetrates the flesh, allowing it to constantly quench and perfect.

Obviously, after devouring the heart of the saint, the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Numen broke through that fetter for a short time and truly entered the realm of the saints!

His closed eyes opened and his eyes reflected the golden lotus that burned the holy fire. At this time, his breath was vast, as if he were immortal.

Qingyang taught them to see this scene, but they couldn't help but turn a little pale.

Because at this moment, they also perceived that terrible and dangerous atmosphere from the Lord of the Holy See.

The Lord of the Palace looked indifferent, his lips flashed and his voice echoed back to the heavens and the earth.

“Prohibited sources. ”

When the sound spread, everyone was appalled to discover that the source gas in the heavens and the earth was quietly disappearing without a trace, and even the source gas in their bodies was strangely dissipating at an alarming rate.

Knock, knock!

A figure standing in the sky fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings, and the wolf was overwhelmed.

This side of the heavens and the earth has forbidden the existence of the source gas.

It is difficult to exist here, even in jurisdictions.

This is the power of the saints. In a word, one can make the heavens and the earth passive...

The powerful at the top of all sides are on the ground. Only the Qingyang Church, the Heavenly Sword and others can stand in the void, because they possess the holy treasure, and by virtue of the power of the holy treasure, they can isolate the forbidden source of the holy one.

The Lord of the Palace of the Holy Numen simply glanced at them without paying much attention. His gaze turned to the spiritual map in the sky. He looked at one of the shadows and smiled with a cold smile in his mouth.

“This time, will you show me again? ”

The fingers of the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Numen were emptied a little, and the intense vibrations on the Spiritual Chart slowly subsided. The infinite black and white gas emerged from it, and even some black and white gas permeated the Spiritual Chart.

Inside the spiritual map, the black and white gas forms a giant vortex, a golden column of light drawn from the sky, directly swallowed by these vortexes.

So Golden Light began to fade away.

Black-and-white air flows from all sides.

Boom!

In the black and white atmosphere, black and white thunder sprayed out, like a giant dragon, paving the ground to whistle.

That black-and-white thunder, extremely powerful and flame-contaminated, is holy fire!

In this brief step into the sainthood, the power of the Lord of the House of Saints has reached a very frightening level.

The dawning wrist trembled rapidly, and countless source tattoos formed a golden shield around it, although whenever the black and white thunder fell, the shield trembled violently, then shrunk a little.

No matter how soon you swing the source stroke, the Black and White God Thunder is gradually approaching.

As anyone can see, this situation began to change again as the Lord of the House of Saints devoured the Heart of the Saints...

Qingyang taught their hearts and minds to sink a little at this time. If dawning is really suppressed, then the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Numen at this time will truly be unbalanced.

“The toast does not eat a forfeit alcohol, until the palace suppresses you, and everyone will accompany you, including the boy.” The Lord of the House of the Holy Numen looked upon the black-and-white god thunder raging in the Spiritual Tune, indifferently.

Obviously, being pushed to this point today is also causing some slight anger in his heart.

Inside the Spiritual Chart.

The primitive stroke pen seemed to have stagnated at this time. She raised her head slowly, her eyes penetrated the spiritual map and looked directly at the Lord of the Palace of Saint Yuan. Deep in her eyes, it seemed to contain a palpitating chill.

Her eyes, it seems, are asking the Holy Dollar if she really wants to die?

The Lord of the Palace read the meaning in her eyes, but smiled and shook her head: “I am not ashamed. ”

Obviously, he sees this as a useless threat. After all, he is now a saint, and he really doesn't know, how can he resist it?

The gaze of the sky suddenly cast into the void space where Zhou Yuan was, and she stared at the latter for a moment, then her curtains closed slowly and resolutely.

At the same time, between its glossy eyebrows, that fractured seal began to break even more...

The cracks on the seal continue to widen.

Boom!

Countless dark golden lights, rising from her body, merging into the golden mask, over the time mask, the golden light flowing, this time, let the black-and-white god thunder how fiercely bombarded, is harder to make the mask shrink.

Also, the golden mask is gradually expanding towards the outside, as if to squeeze against the black and white god's ray disc...

At this moment, even the Lord of the Palace of the Saint Yuan is staring and can't help but want to curse.

Why is that?

He swallowed the heart of the saint before gaining the power of the saint for a short time, but as soon as his eyes closed, he went straight from being suppressed before to being able to fight directly?!

Where exactly does this power come from?!

Does that make any sense? Is that fair?

The sunny and uncertain face of the Holy Yuan Palace, the next moment, he turned sharply, his figure directly towards the space of nothingness, he decided to seize the Holy Seal of Xuan first while he was trapped!

Boom!

However, his figure has just been plundered, Qingyang Palace Teacher, Heavenly Sword, Ancient Whale Respecter, the three strong French frontiers, prompted Saint Bao, wrapped in the power of destruction, and fiercely bombarded.

The Lord of the Holy Yuan Palace frowned, at this time he was not afraid of the three, but the holy treasure in the hands of the three was a little powerful, so he had to slow down, swing his sleeve robe, the holy cremation into three golden firedragons, burn the void and fight the three.

Boom!

They fought together, the void collapsed, but anyone could see that Qingyang taught the three people, even with the help of the Holy Treasure, they were defeated in the festival and could not last long.

Inside the nothingness space, Zhou Yuan looked at the outside situation, and his face was also tight. His eyes, his heart was anxious to look at the dawning within Lingtu, he could also feel the dawning power is increasing, but the more so, the more disturbed he was.

Because he knows that that means that the seal effect is rapidly diminishing.

What happens when the seal is completely broken?

“Damn it! ”

The circumference bites the teeth.

Moreover, at this time, the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Grace came here with the obvious intention of taking away the Sacred Seal of the Sky Xuan first, but with his strength, how could it be possible to defend it?

Just as Zhou Yuan's heart burned, an old voice suddenly broke into the sky: “Zhou Yuan, the Elder Thief intends to take the seal first, you quickly activate the seal! ”

“Among them are the means left by the master! ”

Zhou Yuan heard this sudden sound and stunned: “Xuan Lao? ”

That voice, that's Xuan Lao.

“How to activate?” He asked hastily.

“With the power of the holy lines...”

Zhou Yuan was surprised, turns out Xuan Lao knew he was carrying a holy mark!

At this time, however, he couldn't help asking too many questions. He hurried to get up and rush to the end of the stone staircase before the Holy Seal.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath and his heart moved. All he could see was the broken holy mark in his eyes, the holy mark of the earth between his palms, and the holy mark of heaven in the shrine, all of which came out slowly at this time.

As soon as the three holy lines appeared, they were attracted and circled outside the Sacred Seal of the Blue.

Buzz!

The Sacred Seal of Cangxuan is the eruption of pounding ripple fluctuations, constant vibrations, where there seems to be some kind of force to spray out.

But the feeling of spraying out is always close.

The outside world.

The heart of the Holy Yuan Palace felt something. It looked into the space of nothingness. When the eyes glanced, the cold voice said: “This kid actually hid the holy lines? Xuang Xuan, is this your method? ”

His body burst out and broke the blockade taught by Qingyang's palm, directly into the void space.

Zhou Yuan also felt the Rapid arrival of the Lord of the Palace of the Holy Yuan, look at the Sacred Seal of the Blue, the light flashed in his mind, and he said suddenly: “Oh no, the four holy lines are still one! There is no way to completely activate the Sacred Seal! ”

At that time, the ancient Xuan ancestors stripped four holy lines from the holy seal, but Zhou Yuan only got three of them. The last holy line never had a clue.

At this time, outside the minefield, Xuan looked at the anxious Zhou Yuan, but couldn't help laughing, "Don't rush. ”

“You bastard, do you really think the old man favors you because of your gift or something? ”

He slowly took off his top at this time, only on the skin on his back, with an ancient shine, glittering with a subtle glow.

Zhou Yuan opened his mouth. He was too familiar with the fluctuation of the light...

Obviously, that's the fourth sacred line of Zhou Yuan's bitter search!

It has always been engraved on Xuan's back! No wonder there's no clue to the fourth holy print!

Xuan's old body trembled, and the ancient light mark behind it rose into the sky, eventually becoming a stream of light whistling down, into the space of nothingness, into the vast fluctuation of the Xuan holy mark.