Dragon Prince Yuan

Deep in the dark underground.

Both Wu Yao and Zhao Mushen silently looked at Zhou Yuan’s broken body. They and the latter were once rivals, so they knew the resilience of this person very well, but even they both had to admit that Zhou Yuan was the one who saw Zhou Yuan this time. To the most injured time.

If it weren't for the tenacious vitality in the broken body, I am afraid they would all think that Zhou Yuan was beaten to death.

It’s not surprising to have such a result. After all, the person who shot is Taixuan, who has gathered the power of many top powers from the holy race...Even Xu Beiyan and Xi Jing joined forces in the third realm of the jurisdiction, but they were eventually driven out. He can only retreat, and now Zhou Yuan has taken a violent attack from him abruptly, and he can still breathe right now. This is already considered tenacious and tenacious.

Wu Yao stepped forward, patted Su Youwei's shoulder lightly, and whispered softly: "Don't be sad. Although he was severely injured, there is still a breath left. We should find a way to help him recover now."

Su Youwei brushed off the spray on Xuebai’s face. In fact, her character is extremely flexible. She has never lost her attitude after experiencing many things in the past. But now, when she sees that His Highness who is so confident in her eyes, she has ended up like this. I couldn't help feeling distressed.

She stretched out her small hand and placed it on Zhou Yuan's bloody body, sensing the vitality within it.

"His Royal Highness's physical body was seriously injured, but fortunately, there is a trace of vitality in his body that is constantly helping him to repair it, and this has made the flesh not completely broken."

Su Youwei frowned and said, "But his injury is too serious, and that vitality is being quickly worn away. It is difficult for him to truly repair his body and regain consciousness."

Wu Yao's red lips tightened, she was not good at this kind of vitality.

Zhao Mushen's expression changed. After a while, he knelt down and poked Zhou Yuan's broken body, and Su Youwei glared.

"I said that this guy was hurt like this. How about letting me swallow him and inherit his will, and then kill Tai Xuan in the future?" Zhao Mu said.

Su Youwei said blankly: "This joke is not funny at all, Zhao Mu Shen, don't challenge my bottom line."

Her whole body was full of Ruoyoruowu chills, that cold eyes, even Zhao Mu's expression was stiff.

Wu Yao also said indifferently: "If you can't help, just go away and don't get in the way here. Without him just now, you don't even count as a pot of muddy meat."

The corner of Zhao Mu Shen's mouth twitched, and he curled his lips: "You are the one who can't help. Get out of it."

Su Youwei glanced at him suspiciously, but backed away.

"Although I don't think this guy is very pleasing to the eye, but Zhao Mushen doesn't bother to deny that he owes his life.

Zhao Mu Shen took a deep breath and said, "This time, it's clear!"

When the voice fell, his expression was fierce, his right palm grabbed his left arm, and then abruptly twisted, and with a click, he tore off the entire arm, and blood spewed suddenly.

Su Youwei and Wu Yao were both surprised by his sudden self-harm.

Zhao Mushen held his left arm and stuffed it directly into his mouth, while his mouth widened and swallowed it in one bite.

Zhao Mushen chewed a little savagely, as if blood spattered.

puff!

After chewing for a while, Zhao Mu Shen opened his mouth and vomited, only a dark red air current swept out. There was surging blood and vitality in the air current, and the air flow rushed through, and the dark ground was full of vegetation growing out.

The dark red air flow fell on Zhou Yuan's broken body, and the broken flesh and blood were immediately absorbed greedily, and the flesh and blood began to recover at an astonishing speed.

The two women on the side looked happy.

A long, dark red air stream spurted out, and Zhao Mushen's complexion was quickly turning pale, because the air stream contained his own vitality.

However, after he breathed out in one breath, he found that Zhou Yuan's broken body had not been completely repaired. Obviously, his vitality was not enough.

This makes Zhao Mushen look a little ugly, this guy is really a bottomless pit...Is this deal a bit of a loss?

He looked at Su Youwei and Wu Yao and found that the two women were looking at him expectantly, especially Su Youwei's eyes, which made Zhao Mushen wonder if she would directly help him if he said that he would not do it next. Tear him to pieces?

So he could only sigh secretly, and cut off his right arm somewhat sadly.

The next moment, another breath of blood and vitality spurted out, falling into Zhou Yuan's body.

But this time, Zhou Yuan's body, which was almost cut off from vitality and shaped like a dead tree, finally recovered, but his complexion still looked extremely pale.

Zhao Mushen sat down on the ground with a pale face. He glanced at his empty arms. It took some time for him to grow out again.

"I have done everything that I should do. Don't say I owe him my life in the future." Zhao Mu Shen coldly snorted.

Su Youwei threw herself down next to Zhou Yuan and stretched out her small hand to feel it, and said in a bit of surprise: "The physical body has obviously recovered to almost the same level, but the consciousness of your Highness has not recovered."

Wu Yao also squatted down, she carefully sensed, and a moment later said: "Moreover, there is no Genesis Qi running in his body."

"I was sealed into the God's Mansion..." Su Youwei also added.

"In His Highness's Divine Mansion, there is a horrible power remaining. It is the power of Tai Xuan... It should have been invaded in the fist seal before."

The two women looked at each other and both felt troubled. The strength was so strong that the Genesis Qi that blocked Zhou Yuan could not rush out of the divine palace, and naturally they could not control their bodies.

And with their power, it is obviously impossible to shake that power.

"Do you want to move him out? His Senior Sister Xi Jing can help." Zhao Mushen suggested.

"The barrier should have been closed. It is impossible to say that a big battle is breaking out on it. We go out at this time, and a little aftermath can destroy us." Su Youwei shook his head and said calmly.

Zhao Mu Shen and Wu Yao also fell into silence.

The three of them were in a dilemma. If Zhou Yuan could not be awakened, it would undoubtedly be a great crisis for them if a strong saint clan found out here, but now they dare not move at will, that way. It will also attract the attention of the saints.

So this is extremely unfavorable for them, no matter what it is.

Wu Yao stared at Zhou Yuan’s pale face, and Fengmu's complex color emerged. For the latter, her mentality really felt unreasonable. After all, there was something in her body from Zhou. Yuan’s sacred dragon’s aura is completely different from Wu Huang. The latter is not willing to admit that the sacred dragon’s aura belongs to Zhou Yuan, but in Wu Yao’s view, it doesn’t matter who the sacred dragon’s aura belongs to. What matters is who is the winner in the end.

But from the current situation, Zhou Yuan has an absolute advantage.

This is what Wu Yao admires Zhou Yuan very much, because she knows best how difficult it was when Zhou Yuan got off the ground at the beginning, the luck was taken away, the eight veins were difficult to open, and it was extremely difficult even to enter the road of cultivation.

But in the end, he happened to succeed, and then he caught up step by step...

Proud as Wu Huang, and ultimately beheaded by him.

The Dawu Dynasty was shattered because of him.

But for Zhou Yuan, Wu Yao didn't have any hatred, only competition.

But as Zhou Yuan came to Hun Yuantian, the competition between the two actually had results...

Wu Yao's dense eyes dropped slightly, and then she stretched out her cold little hand and gently stroked Zhou Yuan's eyebrows.

"What are you doing?" Su Youwei asked in surprise.

Wu Yao gently shook her head, her hair bun shattered and turned into blue silk and spread out. At this time, her brows and eyes were scattered with the usual sharpness, and her white shell teeth bit her bright red lips, which seemed to be extremely rare. The coquettish meaning.

She didn't look at Su Youwei, just stared at Zhou Yuan's face, a calm voice spread from the darkness.

"Return to him what originally belonged to him."