Dragon Prince Yuan

As the Nine Domains Congress approaches, the gaze of the myriad forces in the Mixed Universe begins to project.

Everyone is aware of the importance of the Nine Domains Congress, which is the competition and competition of the Nine Domains from another angle, and any outcome is enough to shock the entire Mixed Universe.

As a result, the Nine Domains Congress became the sole topic of these days, arguably remarkable.

And as for who can be the final winner in the Nine Domains Congress, it is also natural that there has been a heated debate.

“At this Nine Domains Congress, the final winner, I'm sure, will be Zhao Mushen of the Ten Thousand Ancestors domain. ”

“Not necessarily, Wuyao in Wujin Province, Su Xiao in Purple Land will be weaker than Zhao Mushen, this generation of pride is not easy to piss off...”

“Yeah, Zhao Mushen can sit steady first, just because Wu Yao and Su Xiaowei don't take this position so seriously, otherwise they really want to fight, Zhao Mushen can't be so steady. ”

“In fact, Wang Xi of the Blood Sea is not easy either. ”

“Oh, which of these people in the top eight of the Shinto House is easier? ”

“What about the Zhouyuan of the heavenly realm? ”

“This man is also a top heaven proud, but unfortunately the fire is missing. If he penetrates the Nine Divine Houses at this time, he may still be able to compete with these people, but who doesn't know the last two are the most difficult to penetrate? He's kind of in the middle of something. ”

“Yeah, beating Chen Xuandong is amazing, but it depends on who...”

“This Nine Domains Congress, it can't be said that the heavenly realm or the bottom...”

“...... ”

Similar voices occur almost everywhere in Mixed Yuan Tian, but obviously the most favored are Zhao Mushen, Wuyao, Su Xiaowei, these famous super heavenly pride, these days are as bright and eye-catching as a big day.

In comparison to them, Zhou Yuan appeared a lot dimmer, almost forgotten, occasionally mentioned, also regrettable tone, some hostile to the heavenly realm, even more disdainful, after all, the Nine realms are the Mixed Yuan Tianxia, the other eight realms are still strong and unshakable, but as today, the realm of the realm is a little shaky due to the disappearance of the great lord of the abyss, so the people who fall down the stone are naturally quite a few.

It seems that this Mixed Yuan Tian still has a lot of forces with a malicious attitude. The heavenly realm can only be really depressed. Then they have the opportunity to rise. After all, such huge things as the heavenly realm, just a bite, is enough to fill them with pot.

That is, under this gaze, the Nine Areas Congress ended.

...

Ten thousand ancestral domains.

In a turquoise bamboo forest, he stood with a shadow in his hand, his body was pulled apart as loose, his face was handsome, the lines were like carved out, his eyebrows had a mysterious lotus blossom mark, he stood there, like the sun, attractive.

He is Zhao Mu Shen, the man who the powerful people of the myriad god houses of the entire Mixed Yuan Heaven admire.

At this time, he was looking respectfully in front of him, and there was a man with a carving knife in his hand, with bamboo in his hand, and the blade fell, and the bamboo chips continued to fall.

The man looked extremely young, seemed to resemble Zhao Mushen, his face was white, his face was far less than that of Zhao Mushen, but looking at him, Zhao Mushen's eyes were full of respect and even awe.

Because the man in front of you, the founder of the Ten Thousand Ancestors domain, is also one of the oldest saints of this hybrid heaven... the Lord of the Ten Thousand Ancestors.

A moment later, Wanzu Dazhengfeng finally stopped. He blew his breath towards the bamboo carving and blew down the bamboo chips, which raised his head to look at Zhao Mushen.

His face was too young, but those eyes had an unspeakable antiquity.

“Shepherd, this Nine Domains Congress, if there is a chance, grab him and bring him back in secret.” The great majesty threw the bamboo sculpture in his hand at Zhao Mushen.

Zhao Muzhen took it, and the bamboo carving showed a lifelike male figure. He recognized it and was somewhat surprised to say: "Heavenly realm, Zhou Yuan? ”

He was somewhat surprised that he had naturally heard Zhou Yuan's name in the meantime, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, because the latter's achievements might cause vibrations elsewhere, but in his view, he was just playing with the rest of it.

So no matter how fierce Zhou Yuan has been lately, Zhao Mushen has never regarded the latter as an opponent.

At the moment, however, Zhou Yuan's name actually got to Wan Zu's great lord... and the great lord himself ordered it, which must not surprise Zhao Pastoral God.

Wanzu looked at Zhao Muzhen and smiled softly: “This week the Yuan comes from other realms, I doubt he has any connection with the old man in the canyon. ”

Though Zhou Yuan's identity was not revealed in any way, he did have a little doubt as to how acute he was at the level of grand pride, but that doubt was enough for him to do something.

But he can't do it personally, that's too much of an impact. After all, the old man in the Abyss is missing, but there are still people with him in Mixed Yuan Heaven.

Zhao Muzhen's eyes condensed slightly, so he didn't ask much. He took the bamboo carving and said softly: “Okay. ”

The words were pale, as if they were going to crush the ants under their feet.

As the head of the Shinto House list, he is also qualified.

Wanzu nodded his head and didn't say much. If Zhou Yuan wasn't likely to be involved in the abyss, with his strength, how could he have gotten into his eyes? You ordered it yourself? How is that possible?

Zhao Mushen paid a respectful tribute: “The disciple set out. ”

He nodded again, and Zhao Mushen turned away from the bamboo forest.

Outside the bamboo forest, the horizon is wide open, and at this time, there are thousands of shadows neat and neat standing, everyone's body is fluctuating with strong and horizontal source, and when they see Zhao Mushen coming out, they are all eyes fanatical.

Zhao Mushen's eyes swept, his color faint, waved his hand.

“Go!”

In the next moment, thousands of shadows swept up like clouds.

In the bamboo forest, Wanzu looked up to them in the direction of their departure. Half a mile later, he turned to the void, his eyes were deep and ancient, and his low voice spread through the bamboo forest.

“Abyss... you old man, what a bad thing, foolishness! ”

Wanzu had no expression, but a ripple fluctuated suddenly swept away from his body.

Whoa!

A thousand miles of bamboo grove, directly instantaneously turned into nothing, as if it never existed.

That power, silent, but frightening.

Looking at the sky as well as the earth, the great majesty exhaled, the divine color gradually eased, the sleeve robe waved, the heavens and the earth came together, as if it had been turned into a dewball.

Only the earth, the green seedling probe, grows directly at an astonishing rate.

Just a moment, a thousand miles of bamboo groves, reborn, shady and vibrant.

Destroy with one hand and create with one hand.

The power of great honor is magical.

“Abyss, I'll see how long you can hide! ”

...

Wushu God Domain.

Wuyao Red Skirt flies, narrow Phoenix stares at the thousands of disciples of Wushu Realm ahead, these are the most elite of the generation of Wushu Realm, they stand there, causing the heavens and earth to boil and roll.

Thousands of elites in the realm of martial arts, at this time also the eyes admire the fierce and hegemonic Wuyao.

Behind Wu Yao, two stretches stood up.

One is the Blue Pavilion, and the other is no less cheerful than him. He is also a handsome man. If Zhou Yuan were here, he would be able to recognize him. Because Wuyao returned to Dawu that year, this person was also with him, and he also attacked him in secret when Zhou Yuan was not paying attention, so there are some festivities between the two.

His name is Zhao Yunxiao.

At this time, both of them stared at Wu Yao's back, with a deep admiration in their eyes.

And then they looked at each other, and they looked at each other in a bland way, and they had a slight sense of competition with each other.

“Brother Yunxiao, you've been closed for quite a while this time. I don't know if your ranking on the Shinto Palace will remain at 19 after this time?” Blue Pavilion smiled softly.

Wu Shenzhen Domain hid a lot of power for the Nine Regions Congress. Lan Ting Ming Ming was extremely powerful, but he was not on the list at all. Zhao Yunxiao stayed in the 19th Regions for many years, neither up front nor behind.

So in Wushen domain, Zhao Yunxiao also has a laugh, Zhao XIX.

However, only those familiar with the inner affairs will know that Zhao Yunxiao is the nineteenth, but only for the outside world, really talk about strength, those in front of him, apart from the top eight, he did not see anything else.

Zhao Yunxiao faintly said: “After this Nine Domains Congress, Brother Lanting should be unable to hide, I'd like to see how many ranks you can have at that time? ”

The eyes of the two men touched each other and there was a spark splash.

Wuyao in front did not ignore the clandestine struggle between the two people in the rear. Her phoenix was flat and her jade hands raised. The next moment, her slender figure was turned into a ray of light.

Boom!

Immediately thereafter, are the many elites of the Wushu domain.

...

Purple roller area.

On a cloud platform, Su Xiao stared at the huge flag in front of her. Today, she is dressed in a long purple dress. The blue silk is held up, and her beautiful face is glossy.

After a moment, her eyes lifted, looking away, her lips couldn't help lifting a slight curve.

At that moment, it was a shock, a shock to everyone present.

“Your Highness, I can finally meet you again...”

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Blood...

Sanctuary...

Xuan Machine Domain...

...

At this moment, the nine realms of the Mixed Yuan Tian are in the midst of shadows and shadows.

And after that, the sky boils down, and countless forces follow.

This festival belongs to the younger generation of Mixed Yuantan, and finally, at this time, it is completely pulled apart.