Dragon Prince Yuan

In the countless eyes of terror and inactivity between the heavens and the earth, Zhao Mushen's figure fell from the sky and finally fell heavily on the plain, bursting into a deep pit.

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

The whole starry sky is silent.

Even Wang Xi, outside the source gas film, looked at the deep hole unbelievably.

On a stone statue in the distance, Yuan Yuan, Jiu Palace, Li Tongshen were also in a stagnant shape and had a constant look in that direction...

No one thought that Zhao Mushen would be the first to be traumatized in the Battle of the Three Kings!

That is Zhao Muzhen, the first person in the realm of the Mixed Yuan God. Even if there were Wuyao over the years, Su Xiaowei was a double-proud fighter of his generation. He still stood steadily in the first position, unshakeable.

For many Shinto realms, Zhao Mushen is simply their benchmark.

Despite the presence of Wuyao at this Nine Areas Congress, the presence of Su Xiaoyi can pose a challenge to Zhao Mushen, but honestly, more than 80% of people believe that the ultimate winner will still be Zhao Mushen.

Because... he's Zhao Mushen!

Therefore, they only felt so shocked when they saw that Zhao Mushen was reckoned with by Wuyao, Su Xiaoyi slightly reversed the calculation.

Sure enough, the prettier the woman, the more liar she is!

Wu Yao, Su Xiao stood slightly in the void, the two of them were not far from each other, surrounded by a pounding and powerful source of gas is pouring over, it can be seen that they are equally protective of each other.

They looked at the place where Zhao Mushen had fallen and then looked at each other. There was no cooperative spirit, but rather full of strength and vigilance.

Wu Yao Fengmei lifted his eyes and said: "Looks like it's our turn now? ”

Su Xiaoyi's cheeks were bright and purple: “I've always wanted to really fight you. ”

Wu Yao's red lips flipped slightly, "Because of Zhou Yuan? ”

Su Xiaowei said: "Your luck in the past... must have come from His Highness? ”

“You can get to where you are today because of your own talent, but this luck, I'm afraid, has helped you a lot. ”

Wu Yaoxian's head slightly, not denied, she stretched out her slender hand, on her fingertips, with a subtle airflow flowing, deep in her eyes appeared a hint of indifference and disgust.

“Don't think I like this thing... if it wasn't for it, my mother wouldn't die. ”

She looked at Su Xiaowei and said: “But don't say such childish words that if you don't like it, you can return it to the original owner. If Zhou Yuan can take it away from me one day, I don't mind him killing me directly, just as I killed Wuhuang and destroyed Dawu without any resentment. ”

“All this is respected only by the strong. ”

“When my father took the Qi of the Dragon from him, it was because he was strong and weak. ”

“Zhou Yuan later turned over and annihilated Dawu, who was strong and weak. ”

“So, if he has the ability, he will take back what belongs to him, and of course, if he can't, then don't blame me me for taking away the last Qi of the Dragon from him. ”

Su Xiaoweimer said: “In that case, I will help His Highness to take back what belongs to him. ”

Wu Yao stared at her half a dozen times and said: “I really don't know where he got this great charm worth doing for him. I thought we could get along. ”

For Su Xiaowei, Wuyao never hid her appreciation. Unfortunately, for her goodwill, Su Xiaowei never paid attention. Today, the reason should be this week.

Su Xiaofaintly said: “What you admire is just what Su Xiaowei is now, but what you don't know is that Su Xiaowei was once so bright and not so bright. She is just a humble little girl in the sludge, so without him, there is no Su Xiaowei now. ”

“My grandfather taught me the truth, and this is the Journal of Grace. ”

Her hands lifted slowly, and the purple stars flowed in her palms, turning into a long sword like a star.

Jianfeng pointed remotely at Wuyao.

“Do it. ”

Wu Yao's face like a jade had no waves, but she sighed softly deep inside, and then her phoenix gradually became sharp. Since it doesn't make sense, let's just see the true seal directly under her hands.

Boom!

The source gas of the pound was strong. At this time, Su Yiu gradually began to self-destruct. Su Xiao's microscopic body exuded, leading to heaven and earth shock.

The atmosphere between the two women is also sword-breaking and will detonate completely at any moment.

However, when the two women were about to do it, there was suddenly a noise in the tight atmosphere.

“Huh...”

Wuyao, Su Xiaowei's eyes shrank sharply. They looked down at the original smoky giant pit on the plain. At this time, the soot scattered there.

In the giant pit, Zhao Mushen lay quietly in it, as he opened his eyes and looked at the two women at high altitude with a strange smile.

In his eyebrows, the lotus print is emitting a faint milliliter.

The creepy wound on his body was almost halfway through his body, but his appearance didn't seem to bother him. The smile on his lip was more intense.

Moreover, what surprised Su Xiaoyi and Wuyao most was that they felt the source of Zhao Mushen's breath, which did not weaken at all.

Doesn't it look like it was heavily traumatized?

But how is that possible? The previous two had not left their hands in half. That kind of injury would certainly be unbearable for either of them!

“Together, take care of him! ”

Wu Yao scolded and drank. Zhao Mushen's strange smile made her feel a little uneasy.

Su Xiaoqing's face also appeared as a clot. When she heard Wuyao's drinking voice, she did not hesitate to trigger the Qian Qi, and Qian's shadow burst out.

Wu Yao is also pointing directly at Zhao Mushen.

In the deep pit, Zhao Mu Shen stood up, staring at the blast, killing the two women, laughing: “Count me, why am I not counting you? ”

He reached out his hands and stabbed them directly into the wound on his body.

When your fingers stick out, you're stained with blood, which seems to have two slight fluctuations in the source gas.

That belongs to Su Xiaowei, Wu Yao's source...

Zhao Mushen's blood stained his hands like lightning.

The smile on his lips grew stranger, and the lotus-like mark in his eyebrows began to shine. The lotus blossom slowly blossomed, and an unusual fluctuation emerged between heaven and earth.

His hoarse voice sounded slowly from the plain at this time.

“Saint Lotus...”

“Reversal technique! ”

In the void, Wuyao and Su Xiao's slight complexion suddenly changed dramatically, as they saw a strange force suddenly descend around them, which, directly beneath them, formed two illuminating lotus flowers.

Lotus flowers are alive and blend with a magical power.

Wuyao, Su Xiaoxiao's micro-exposed figure stalled at this time. It feels like a butterfly dancing in amber.

Time and space are frozen at this time.

But the weirdest thing is that on the bodies of Su Xiaowei and Wuyao, there were also two huge scratches that began to emerge empty-handed. The scratches looked exactly like Zhao Mushen's!

Zhao Mushen smiled and looked at the two clinging shadows in the void. He let the blood flow through the wound on his body. He opened his arms and smiled.

“What a beautiful scene...”

“Two butterflies in the palm of my hand...”

Below the starry sky.

Countless people looked at the scene and shook it again.

Who would have thought that Zhao Muzhen, who had fallen into despair, would have flipped directly and instantly...

The eyes of countless people became complicated, and they shook their heads in darkness. This king of the Divine Palace, he really didn't waste his name.

At that place, Liu Qingshu and other people of the kingdom finally relaxed their tight hearts and cheered.

Cheers echo in the stars and are also introduced into an ancient stone statue.

At the top of that stone statue, the closed-sighted disk sat for a long time, as if it had been some kind of sensation, a pair of closed eyes, at which point it slowly opened...