Dragon Prince Yuan

“For the next five days, you bastards, it's almost time to stop. ”

By the time they stepped into this junction node, the head of the three shadows that stood above the far top of the mountain had been a faint opening. His voice was like a thunderbolt, roaring in the heavens and the earth, causing the mountains below to vibrate.

And he exploded his 4 billion source gas without concealing it, and the pressure was spreading.

“Are you Holy God's Holy Pride?” Zhou Yuan looked at the person in front of him, only he saw that he had a big dark red gun in his hand, and his crusty body had a strong sense of oppression. His face was ordinary, and his eyes flashed with palpitations and fierceness.

Like a human beast.

Indeed, in the sense of oppression that comes from perception, this man is stronger than the two Yashi Yayama brothers he met before.

“I am the Holy Journey, the Holy Spirit! ”

The big black red gun in Saint Joe's hand pointed distantly at Zhou Yuan, grinning, full of fierceness and arrogance.

“Are you said to be the commander in chief in this ancient heaven for the next five days? Doesn't seem surprising. If I could kill you here, it would be a great feat. ”

Zhou Yuan looked at him indifferently, but was not provoked by his words. He just turned to Li Qingchan and others and said: “Go set up a flag and leave it to me. ”

Li Qingchan nodded slightly: “Be careful. ”

Without hesitation, he flew away, spreading his arms, and began to look for directions to drop the flag.

“Where to?! ”

The stamp of sight, but it was a smile, arms shocked, the big gun roared out, with a rolling red flood, like a blood, wrapped in the sourced air tearing the sky, directly against Li Qingchan and other people.

However, when the fierce and fierce offensive was not close to Li Qingchan's range, a figure stood in front like a ghost.

Zhou Yuan held his finger tight and the snow pen burst out of his skin, turning into a boxing case covering his fist.

Boom!

His punch was directly with the bloody flood and he regretted it. There was a golden iron sound all the time. The whole void was violently twisted at this time. The next moment, the bloody gun sounded like a mourning sound, and it was directly reflexed back, crashing into a mountain peak and collapsing through all its holes.

“With four billion sources, how dare you be so insane that your Holy Tribe's pride in the heavens lacks brains? ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes stared sharply at the stamp, and three rounds of sunshine appeared behind him. At the same time, the unreserved burst of the 4.3 billion source gas burst out. The terrible source gas was as powerful as a giant wave, and a wave of waves impacted in all directions.

“Forty-three billion sources of gas?! ”

The stamp saw this scene, and the pupil could not bear to shrink.

“Besides, this guy's source...” he looked at Zhou Yuan's platinum source, where he could feel a unique pressure, obviously of no low quality.

Boom!

However, as he thought, the Zhou Yuan had stepped forward, and the figure appeared directly in front of the roll, with no expression on his face and a punch.

Under that punch, there was a tremendous source of sizzling, deep in the white gold source gas, hidden in the majestic ancient dragon chanting, the sound of the dragon chanting, can deter the spirit.

This punch, the circumference, was a direct source of 4.3 billion gas, so the punch burst out, only to see the flesh-eyed ripples open in the void, followed by a spatial crack spread.

“When I'm afraid of you bitch ants?! ”

Seeing Zhou Yuan face to face provocative provocation, Xiao Indonton's face was gloomy and his eyes were shameful. Although the source of the other party's 4.3 billion gas was stronger than his, Xiao Indonesian did not intend to retreat, because of the pride of the Holy Nation, he was not allowed to retreat in front of these bastards for the next five days.

“The Monument of God! ”

The screaming sound of the impression, his shirt directly burst open, only on his chest, there was a stone tablet tattoo, the tattoo creep, revealed a subtle light, a channel of light spread, quickly spread to every corner of the body of the impression.

And his source, at this time, soared at an alarming rate!

A short number of interest, the source gas is to reach the level of 4.2 billion!

“Magic Fist! ”

Five-finger grip, one punch burst out, only to see a shadow of dragon rising on his body, dragon diving down, merging with his fist strength, the next moment, only a thousand huge dragon fist prints wrapped around the rolling source gas, straight to Zhouyuan.

This punch, which is equally unreserved, will explode to the maximum of its own strength.

“How can you compare to my holy tribe?!” Stampede laughs, his anger is eight sources of Qi, powerful, now supplemented by secret methods, such an offense, even if the other party has a source of 4.3 billion, will not dare to regret it.

It's just... it's just that he thinks.

Faced with the fierce backlash of Tianjin, Zhou Yuan Pang still had no wave. He felt the tremendous atmosphere of the town, which was spreading in his body. That feeling was unprecedented.

After this breakthrough to the late realm of Tianyang, it is now the first time that the Zhou Yuan really and thoroughly triggers the internal gas.

Ho!

The ancient and majestic dragon bark constantly echoed in his body, flushing the flesh, and in that dragon bark, Zhouyuan's mind had a spiritual light flashing, as if it were the top of a dawn, so he suddenly turned his fist into a palm and stamped between his fingers.

“Town, world, dragon...”

“Heavenly Dragon Palm Seal! ”

In the source gas repaired by the Zulong scripture, there are some powerful techniques, but often only after the source gas reaches a certain level can it be excavated and enlightened.

And this sudden source of electric light, Zhou Yuan has a hidden feeling, its power, I'm afraid, is quite unusual.

Boom!

When Zhou Yuan's hand printed that, only a platinum light array suddenly spreads out from the palm of his hand, the next moment, the light array tears, a huge white gold dragon shadow wrapped in unspeakable threats and oppression, suddenly shocked out.

The void was broken under the White Golden Dragon shadow.

Tens of thousands of pieces of space debris.

Platinum dragon shadow rapidly magnified in the rolling eyes, that kind of hidden and powerful dangerous smell, so that his sweat all suddenly upside down, and most terribly, his dragon fist shake violently at this time, as if in fear.

This Xuan Xuan Shen Fist he cultivated requires a Dragon's soul blood festival in order to be able to possess its vicious power. Today, the mark of his Dragon is completely suppressed by the Platinum Dragon Shadow.

“Boom!”

But at such times, it was too late to retreat, so the fierce glitter in this stamp eyes, do not retreat, and there is a bloody red scale appearing on the body.

“The boy had some doorways, he fought the offense first, then formed a line with them and cut them to death with his cards. ”

They are naturally among the three hundred and eighty billion people who share the same source of gas. Once the secret method is activated, the three of them will be able to suppress the week.

It's just that this stamp is proud, he doesn't want to join forces with others as soon as he comes up, but intends to frustrate the sharpness of the week with his strength first!

“I don't believe it. My hallowed ancestor, Holy Heaven, is more proud than you, you humble bastard! ”

The ferocity of the stamp was excited and the speed soared sharply, eventually caught in a pounding force and collided with the roaring Platinum Dragon Shadow.

Boom!

The raging and unparalleled source gas shock has been raging from virtual space.

The mountain forest below was instantly destroyed and raw raw raw to the ground.

Boom!

Li Qingchan and others in the distance also stopped, some shocked to see the collision there.

It's also the first time they've seen a week after a breakthrough.

They looked at the void, where the circumference stood empty, and in front of him, the unparalleled stamp was also foot in the void, but Li Qingchan's shock on their cheeks was getting thicker and thicker.

Because they saw a huge blood hole directly in that stamped chest.

Blood holes penetrate its chest, and even platinum source gas can be seen eating wildly.

Behind that scene, the two powerful saints, whose origins are in the region of 3.8 billion, also stared at the scene.

“How... could...”

The stamp looked down at the blood hole in his chest and his face was incredible. He had no idea the Zhouyuan attack would be so terrible...

Vitality dissipates rapidly in the body.

There was a strong sense of discomfort and horror in his eyes, he still had the means not to do it, he still had the Holy Eyes not to do it, he still had more cards not to use... no, he was trying to block the Zhou Yuan offense, and then he started a mad rebellion...

But... now, there's no backlash.

Aah!

The stamp roared in the sky, his voice filled with unwillingness and anger, and then the next moment, the whistle stopped, his figure was like pushing Golden Mountain down a pillar, and he fell from the void, smashing a deep giant pit on the earth.

Li Qingchan, their mouths are slightly wide...

They haven't even planted a flag yet!

How did the fight end?!

It's a holy heavenly pride! He was directly slapped by Zhou Yuan?!

Then the two strong Saint Journalists in the rear also looked at the scene with trepidation, at a time when they couldn't help but scream and scold the bastard so much, their plan was to strike Zhouyuan together in secret, but now... even the leader's stamp has been beaten to death, can the two of them fart together?!

“Idiot! Idiot!”

At this moment, the hearts of the two are constantly roaring.

On the void, Zhou Yuan looked at the lifeless stamp, his face was indifferent, but there was also a surprise in his eyes. He had a feeling that the heavenly dragon clap print seemed powerful, but he didn't expect to be able to blow it to death.

This power is no less powerful than a colorful sword.

Of course, this should be more of that stampeded Angry God Fist that happens to be restrained.

It seems to have refined the soul of a dragon, and so it was directly destroyed and decayed under the power of the dragon that day.

This guy... is simply bad luck.

It just so happens that Zhou Yuan's HeartLink Guild realized a source technique from the town of Tianlong, restraining it to death.

But Zhou Yuan felt that it was no coincidence. Perhaps it was the provocation of this guy's Dragon Fist Print that prompted the Zhen Tian Long Qi...

He shook his head, ignoring it, and looked at the two mighty men of the Holy Nation.

And when they saw each other, a spirit suddenly turned around and broke the line and fled.

Zhou Yuan did not go after him, but raised his head and looked somewhere in the void, where he felt a hidden sense of snooping, when a cold smile appeared on his face, then extended his finger, pointing to the dead stamp on the ground.

At the same time.

Deep in this sacred kingdom, on a hilltop, Gatu looked at the light in front of him and shot it with no expression on his face, and a giant mountain not far away was directly silently extinguished at this time.

“Weekly...”

A low voice rang out, and the murderous intent was almost bloody.