Dragon Prince Yuan

When the third round of Shinto Hall halo appeared behind Yiqiu Shui, there was also an outburst of alarm in Xuanzhou City.

“Turns out Ichizu hid his strength! ”

“I told you, Izzy can't be unprepared for anything! ”

“Once Yiqiu Shui enters the realm of the Shinto shrine, and joins forces with Yao Zhengxuan, it is not necessarily Mo Yuan's rival, after all, they are both geniuses in opening up the Eight Shinto shrines! ”

“Hey, this is good business, and if Mo Yuan falls, it doesn't mean much. ”

“ …… ”

At high altitude, Mo Yuan stood with a stick, and his shock at the city was as if he hadn't heard it, but the eyes of the two people staring at Akizu were a little hot.

“Nice. Nice. That's kind of funny. ”

Mo Yuan grinned, his eyes like war-torn monkeys, extraordinary momentum.

Today's battle, if it is too easy, really wasted his time coming here. This Liu Zhengxuan and Yiqiu Shui are also worthy of the heavenly pride in Xiaoxuanzhou. There is some merit.

But do you really think he can be stopped in the late stages of two shallow shrines?

The Shinto Prize Maker is the finest of the myriad Shinto realms. They enjoy countless cultivation resources and are given hope by the Patriarchal Power. If even the two Shinto realms cannot be dealt with later, then the gold content of the Shinto Prize is too small.

Mo Yuan smiled harshly, the source of red and red gas continued to rise, like a huge red cloud, covering the half-walled sky, and the whole heaven and earth was filled with hot and dry air.

In the red clouds where the source gas is naturalized, countless stars of the source gas can be seen flashing.

Mo Yuan swung heavenly and waved the iron stick in his hand, and suddenly the sky and earth began to whistle, only in the red and red source gas clouds above, suddenly cracked a crack, like a giant mouth.

“Red sand! ”

With the long tsunami of Mo Yuan, you can only see the giant mouth, suddenly there is a red sand like a flood, sweeping the sky, like a dragon of wrath, directly under the water of autumn and the dragon of willow.

“Autumn water be careful, this is Mo Yuan's famous source, once it is caught in that red sand roll, the flesh is burned!” Liu Zhengxuan stared at the whirring red sand flood and suddenly sighed.

Yi Qiu's beautiful face was heavy, her jade handshake, a blue jade fan appeared in her hand, on the jade fan, engraved with many ancient symbols, swallowed the heavens and earth.

Obviously also a source of treasure.

Yiqiu water supply gas poured green jade fan and then slammed towards the front.

Whoo-hoo!

The sky and earth suddenly gathered with blue winds, carrying pounds of wind pressure and colliding with the red sand flood.

Boom!

When the two collided, there was a low explosion between the heavens and the earth.

However, the turquoise sand flood is obviously more powerful, in collision, gradually suppressing the blue wind.

Whoa!

And just between the confrontations between the two sides, Liu Xuan's body flashed, appeared like a ghost behind Mo Yuan, his eyes sharp, one hand shot.

Boom!

The raging source roared, turning into a source seal, quickly as Ben Lei suppressed against Mo Yuan.

“Psst.”

Mo Yuan's eyes turned, but he laughed. He gripped the iron stick with one hand and waved it down behind him. The stick arrived and the void collapsed. The source air stamp was directly fractured by Mo Yuan's stick.

Source Qi broke and Yanagi's face changed slightly. His figure quickly blurred and he withdrew.

“Wanna go? ”

However, a sneer burst from above, Mo Yuan appeared empty-handed, a stick shadow strapped with a pound of energy, and burst into Willow Xuan's head.

Sensing the fierce shadow of the stick covering the sun, Liu Xuan's face color also couldn't bear to change. His heart moved, and the three Shinto halls appeared in front of him.

Boom!

The shadow of the stick whizzed down, and the three Shinto halls slightly resisted, and it burst apart.

However, Yanagi Xuan used this moment to retreat with a slightly white reflection.

Mo Yuan was impoverished, a delicious drink came to pass, the water broke open the red sand, and the long sword in his hand took the sharp sword light and burst into flames.

Mo Yuan laughed coldly, and the sticks ravaged the room, smashing those swordlights into pieces.

The three of them fought together again, and the source of the fierce air continued to erupt, and the sound of the thunderous sound burst, 100 miles away, could be heard clearly.

In Xuanzhou city, countless eyes stared at the fierce confrontation there, and the three of them fought so hard that many of the powerful in the Shinto province were dark tongues.

The other two are dimly lit, with no bright spots, compared to high-altitude circles.

However, in the light of the current situation, it seems that Yichiu Shui has shown his strength in the late realm of the Shinto shrine and joined forces with Yanagi Xuan, but he is hidden enough to resist Mo Yuan.

This relieved many pro-Ijian forces in Xuanzhou City.

But Zhou Yuan's eyes staring at the sky were slightly squinting, shaking his head darkly, and by the divine soul perceived, he could know that Namoyuan had not shown all his strength, at this time he, I'm afraid, was just warming up.

Across from the Zhou Yuan, Qiu Lingpi smiled. “Do you think they can stop Mo Yuan when the water breaks into the realm of the Shinto? ”

He had intended to kill Zhou Yuan first, but he changed his mind at first, because he thought it was too cheap, so he wanted to watch Zhou Shui fall, and then he could appreciate Zhou Yuan's despair.

Zhou Yuan shook his head and smiled softly: “I think you should be glad they stopped Mo Yuan for a moment, or you'll be ashamed of yourself today. ”

“Hmm? What do you mean?” Qiu Ling's eyes cast cold.

“You'll see. ”

Zhou Yuan was careless, but he was too lazy to talk to him any more. He just stared at the battle at high altitude. He would not have done anything here. He just wanted to test the strength of Mo Yuan with Yiqiu Shui.

Once Yiqiu Shui lost, he naturally needed to do the same, and then Qiu Ling didn't have to stand here anymore.

Of course, if Yiqiu Shui can really solve Mo Yuan, then naturally save him the shot, but at the moment, this outcome is a bit unlikely.

However, Qiu Ling's attitude towards Zhou Yuan was gloomy, his eyes constantly flashed through the fierce air. He hated that Zhou Yuan always looked like this face without a wave. He was clearly just a mud-legged hillbilly, with no background. He preferred to pretend that he had nothing to do with his appearance. Such a temperament, he had seen it in the past on the super proud bodies of Tianling Zong.

And just as Qiu Ling thought about whether to break Zhou Yuan's legs first, at high altitude, a violent source roared.

Qiu Ling looked up and smiled.

“Brother Moron finally had enough fun. ”

Boom!

In Xuanzhou city, countless horrific gazes at the sky, only at this moment Mo Yuan's body is a little swollen up, skin also becomes dark as iron.

Ho!

The source of the fierce air formed outside his body, the implicit form of a huge monkey shadow, the monkey shadow huge mastery, the heavens and earth origin vaporized into a regrettable mountain giant stick.

An unspeakable atmosphere of violence emanated from the shadow of the giant ape, full of heaven and earth.

In Xuanzhou city, there was a shock: “It is a classy Tianyuan technique of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, unfortunately the mountain ape has changed! ”

The fierce ape growled like thunder, only saw the giant stick light shadow like an Optimus Column, the light shadow whistled past, the sky sky was full of tremors, the source gas reflected the void, revealing countless source gas stars, roughly looked, the light shadow giant stick waved, at least eight million source gas stars congealed.

It was only with so much energy that the horror of Namoyuan's name was revealed!

Yichiu Shui and Yanagi Xuan also changed color at this time, dedicating all their efforts to mobilize the energy, turning into pounding flood currents, and trying to resist the mad blow of Mo Yuan.

Boom!

However, all resistance, under the absolute repression of the source gas, is useless.

When the murderous ape growled, the stick fell and the thousands of layers of source gas defense collapsed.

Pfft!

Yiqiu water and Yanagi Xuan simultaneously sprayed blood, and the source of gas broke apart, then the wolf fell from the sky, heavily fell on the stone table, collapsing into huge cracks.

The city is silent!

Numerous horrified monkeys watching the sky roar, no one thought that Mo Yuan was so fierce...

Yet the Yi family, Yiqian machine, Liu Tianying, Liu Ming and others are all discolored and pale. With the fall of Yiqiu Shui and Liu Zhengxuan, this battle between the state owners has almost no chance of winning.

Compared to the bleak situation on the side of the Yi family, the Qiu family was cheering. Qiu Long, the owner of the Qiu family, laughed loudly and was angry.

Zhou Yuan's eyes slowly retracted from the sky, then looked at Qiu Ling and smiled.

“Didn't you ask me what I meant earlier? ”

Zhou Yuan's hands closed, eyes deep, interwoven with green gold light, the next moment, there was a dragon chanting in heaven and earth, the green gold pound gas from its heavenly lid, rising into the sky.

And in that green gold source gas, there seemed to be a green dragon, rising up.

An extremely powerful source of air pressure, spreading from the circumference of the body, the ground beneath the feet, inches of tortoise.

Feeling that source of air pressure, Qiu Ling's pupils shrunk sharply, because under that pressure he found his body shaking slightly, what does that mean? This means that the Zhou Yuan in front of him, the source of gas, exceeded him?!

“How is that possible?! ”

“He's only in the middle of nowhere!” Qiu Ling's heart growled with horror and a sense of play and detachment.

However, Zhou Yuan ignored Qiu Ling's horror, he held on to his five fingers, a fist burst out, suddenly the blue gold source gas roared out, that source vaporized into a fistprint, and on top of the fistprint, a layer of blue gold dragon scale appeared.

Like a dragon fist!

When the Zulong scripture of Zhouyuan broke through to the second degree, it finally began to reveal itself.

Green gold fist prints roar, and Zhou Yuan's cold and sincere voice is also resounding, among them, there is a murderous surge.

“Heavenly Fist Print! ”

Boom!

As the fistprint holes of the dragon hissed through the void, the moment reached, Qiu Ling's pores were all tight, his face twisted and he shouted: “Don't pretend to be a ghost! ”

Three rounds of Shinto Hall halo appeared directly in front of Qiu Ling, like a triple iron wall.

All the gas in his body was infused with three rounds of the Hall of God Hall Halo at this time, and he didn't believe that this week would break through his tilt defense!

At the time of Qiu Ling's defensive formation, the Green Golden Dragon fist stamp was carrying the power of destruction and did not hesitate to blow.

Boom!

At the moment of impact, the violent source gas shock wave swept directly across.

The whole ground is collapsing and the cracks are spreading rapidly.

However, at the moment of the collision, Qiu Ling was horrified to see that three rounds of the Hall of God halo appeared in front of him, and cracks quickly appeared.

“Impossible! How could he be so strong?! ”

Boom!

But just as Qiu Ling's mind flashed through this idea, the three rounds of the shrine burst directly.

The source of the outrage swept away, Qiu Ling's body like a heavy blow, the blood eruption, the shadow of the wolf reflexed out, the body tearing deep traces on the ground.

It's a long story, but since the sudden start of the weekend to the end, but in just over a dozen days, many people are still in the shock caused by the previous Mo Yuan, the battle here is over...

As more and more gaze gradually shifted, Zhou Yuan gently twisted his neck, his eyes still wavered, looking at the distance covered in blood, struggling to climb up Qiu Ling, smiling peacefully.

“Now…”

“See what that means? ”