Dragon Prince Yuan

Boom!

When Han Yuan and Zhou Yuan's tremendous source gas swept through the heavens and the earth, a scene of havoc led to countless lights burning. No one thought that, of the four chiefs of the pavilion, Han Yuan was the first to condense three source prints!

And at this time, the more than 29 million pounds of source gas shook up in the sky, causing the source pressure, directly leading to this Emerald Peak, as if it were all trembling slightly.

A lot of people darken their tongues. Han Yuan belongs to the kind of low profile during the week. Perhaps it is because his light is covered up by Lu Xuan. In fact, many people have neglected this former master of the mountain court, who was from scattered cultivation.

From their point of view, Han Yuan is probably the little brother Lu Xiao has subjugated, but now they know that Han Yuan's low profile, but also hides a lot of ambition.

At the very least, this third source pattern, but not even Lu Xiao can fully condense.

So it turns out that Han Yuan actually put a lot of pain into it, and of course, maybe he did, as he said, he didn't have the Lu Xiao background, so in order to be able to improve his strength, he had to squat on the Four Spirits Origin Tower and bet all his expectations on those four source prints...

His foolish approach has also achieved considerable results today.

Originally, people thought that the four people had split up on the ladder. This Han Yuan met Zhou Yuan. It should be the least fierce, but today, it seems to be a little early...

In White Jade Square, black and blue sources of gas collide in the void, bringing tremendous noise, also causing the void to violently shake.

Han Yuan surrounded himself, the source gas rose, like black smoke, the source gas he cultivated is called the Heavenly Magic Gas, is also ranked seven, this source gas contains extremely hegemonic poison, if invaded into the body, the flesh and blood are melted.

However, even if three source prints were triggered to elevate his gas background to a level of 29 million, Han Yuan's eyes at the circumference were still full of consternation, as the latter was not much weaker than he was at this time.

This battle is bound to be a bitter one.

Boom!

Han Yuan's eyes were cold and his hands suddenly closed together. All he could see was the raging black source gasping and roaring. He was directly turned into a thousand huge black poisoners, and with a fierce smell, he shot Zhou Yuan hard.

On the black hand, the fog wrapped around it, so long as it can penetrate the circumference, the poison can traumatize the latter!

Looking at the whirring black poisoner, Zhou Yuan's eyes were also slightly condensed. He did not really let the giant hand near his body. Extra caution must be exercised with regard to the source of this poison system. Otherwise, even if he had small flesh size, he would be in extra trouble once he was recruited.

His palms were raised, a sword pill hung on his palm, and the time had come for a loud sword to roar.

Buzz!

The next moment, a sharp, unparalleled sword emerged with infinite sharpness, directly touching the black poisoner.

Oh, no!

At the edge of the sword light, the black poisoner, purely sourced by gas, was directly pierced, immediately followed by the sword light, but it actually differentiated the tens of thousands of swordshadows, like a storm, whistling down against the location of Han Yuan.

Han Yuan retreated and the sleeve robe swayed continuously, only the pounding black source gas seemed to float forward and stacked, as if it had turned into a deep black swamp.

Pfft! Pfft!

Countless swordshadows penetrated into the black swamp, constantly deepening, but eventually, when it was ten feet away from Han Yuan's body, it was eroded into nothingness by its highly toxic source gas.

At the beginning, both parties felt each other's difficulties.

Han Yuanyuan's eyebrows were slightly locked, but his two hundred and ninety-nine million source gas, did not gain any advantage. Instead, he was attacked by Zhouyuan, the other party's source gas was pure, and the source surgery exceeded his expectations.

And Zhou Yuan sighed once again. He thought he could destroy Han Yuan after breaking into the realm of the Shinto Palace, and then save the strength to fight Lu Xiaoqiao, but now he really underestimated this undisclosed mountain palace master.

However, this struggle cannot, in any case, be plunged into a protracted war, which must simply be resolved, because the more it is dragged down, the more gas it will consume, but after this war there will be a more intense war.

So this battle needs to be resolved quickly!

Huh.

When Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed, Han Yuan also exhaled a white air, his eyes also became sharp at this time, because his thoughts were the same as those of Zhou Yuan, and he wanted to enter the last round, so he could not fall into a protracted war with Zhou Yuan.

In that case...

Han Yuan swung heavenly, his toes a little, his figure went straight into the void, his mouth spewed blood, ten fingers stained blood, then lightning out countless prints.

The black source gas rolled in, like a black sea of invisibility that covered his figure.

In secluded space, there is a creepy scent of condensation in that thick black sea.

Zhou Yuan looked at the scene, he knew that this was Han Yuan's intention to directly release the killing plot, not only did he not stop it, but he was happy to do so, because it was also his intention, both sides quickly decided, the winner advanced, the loser retreated!

Zhou Yuan's five-finger grip, the green gold source gas roared in the body, secretly transformed into a green plate outside the body, emitted a dragon chanting.

Outside, countless eyes are also closely watched here.

Zhou Yuan's confrontation with Han Yuan is even more fierce than I thought!

The black source gas rolled over, and after dozens of breaths, the thick black source gas slipped through the sky, and then began to roll back at an alarming rate.

When that source of gas rolled back, everyone could feel that it was like a central part of the Black Sea, where a fluctuation of palpitations appeared.

That fluctuation was filled with violence and killing.

Apparently, Zhou Yuan and Han Yuan both want to finish the second game quickly, but they just don't know who exactly can do what they want...

The black source continued to roll back, and when the last round of black source gas dissipated, Han Yuan's figure finally reappeared. At this time, his face was slightly pale, but his eyes were full of burning colors.

Countless glances looked behind Han Yuan, only to see there, a black figure of about ten years, quietly standing, the last black source gas, is drilling into its nose, and in the hands of the black shadow, holding a black sickle, on the sickle blade, there is a foreign light flashing.

That boundless atmosphere of violence and killing emanates from that strange shadow of darkness.

Han Yuan stared pale at Zhou Yuan, grinning and revealing Mori's white teeth.

“Master Zhou Yuan...”

“This is the big meal I prepared for you, you can call it...”

“Dark Demon! ”