Dragon Prince Yuan Chapter 565: Ning Mo
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Among the peaks and mountains, the many eyes are gathered on the figure that emerged from the top of a green peak, and those eyes are full of consternation.
Obviously they were all shocked by what the figure said earlier.
This person in front of me, how dare to be so disrespectful to chief of Saint Palace in this situation ... This courage is too big!
In the valley, Jin Zhang and others could see the figure, and after a moment of consternation, it was an unbearable loss of voice: "Zhou Yuan?!"
"Chief Zhou Yuan?!"
They are obviously all didn't expect. The first one to come to the rescue will be Zhou Yuan.
"chief?"
In mid-air, Ning Mo also heard the exclamation, and immediately looked at the young figure holding the mottled black brush, indifferently said: "Your Blue Profound Sect is really getting worse and worse, even a Absolute Beginning Realm 7-layer Heaven, Can it also become chief? "
The corners of his mouth curled with contempt.
"This kind of strength, even if it is among the first-class forces on either side of Saint Province Continent, I am afraid it is not eligible to become chief."
Ning Mo stared at Zhou Yuan, his tone was gentle, but it contained a cold killing intention: "Boy, if I kneel down and admit my mistake, maybe I can bear some compassion and just cut your tongue to be a little Punish. "
In that distance, the forces of all parties are also staring here, whispering.
"That kid was Blue Profound Sect's chief?"
"How come Blue Profound Sect's chief is so weak?"
"But Jin Zhang shouted clearly ..."
"I don't know what the situation is, but it doesn't matter. Although this kid has some courage, he is too stupid to dare to say that arrogant words to Ning Mo. Today I must pay a heavy price."
"..."
In their view, it ’s just 7-layer Heaven ’s Zhou Yuan. In this case, it ’s just death.
Under the convergence of many eyes, Zhou Yuan smiled. He did n’t pay attention to the Ning Mo. He just looked at the Jin Zhang and others in towards the mountain valley and said, "Are you all right?"
Jin Zhang shook his head and said, "Zhou Yuan, are you alone?"
"The other forces arrives, I'll go one step first." Zhou Yuan said, he was worried that this side could not support, so he only accelerated the speed, but now it seems that when it comes to precisely.
Jin Zhang nodded, Origin Pattern Brush swings, eyebrows power of Divine Soul surging, you have to lift off to help Zhou Yuan.
Boom!
But his figure just moved. Above the sky, there was suddenly a violent wind whizzing down, and the ground was cracking. Under Jin Zhang Origin Pattern Brush, the source lines quickly flowed out and turned into a ray of light circle.
pēng pēng!
The aperture is broken, but the Jin Zhang figure also flew away. raised the head came, and complexion looked solemnly into the air, only to see there was a tall figure stood high up in the sky.
He held a black iron rod, complexion was indifferent, and looked over from the top.
precisely Saint Palace is another chief, Wang Yuan.
"Everyone stays in the valley honestly." Wang Yuan's voice was indifferent, then he turned his head slightly, looked at Ning Mo, and said: "One minute."
Ning Mo hearing this, a vagrant grinning hideously appearance appeared at the corner of the mouth, saying: "Enough is enough, I will interrupt his limbs, let him kneel here forever, and let later people observe."
Between words, the killing intention is almost pervasive.
Obviously, Zhou Yuan angered this Saint Palace chief.
Boom!
When his voice fell, Ning Mo's robe suddenly agitated, and the majestic source gas swept out of his body like a storm, bringing a strong sense of oppression.
The source gas emanating from his body showed the color of crimson, filled with high temperature, and looked from a distance, like a huge pillar of fire, rising into the sky.
Boom!
Ning Mo has crimson rising in his eyes. He puts his palms in his hands, and a whip appear(ance) of crimson is in his hands. The whip tears the sky like giant python, facing the place where Zhou Yuan is, heavily throws .
Oh!
The air is being burned at this time.
The power of that whip is overbearing.
The long whip whizzed down, Zhou Yuan's quickly void transformation.
The source gas whip of crimson fell on the body of Zhou Yuan, but it penetrated and went away, that is a afterimage.
Boom!
The long whip landed on the ground, the entire mountain top burst at this time, the crack spread, and the boulder rolled down.
Ning Mo sneered, his palm shook, and the crimson source gas whip turned instantly, throwing it away at a huge stone not far away.
Boom!
The boulder burst, and an illusory figure violently shoots retreated.
Boom! boom!
However, no matter how the figure recedes, the source whip is always in the shadows. For a time, the nearby peaks continually exploded, and the hills continually collapsed.
In the eyes of everyone, it is clear that Zhou Yuan simply has no way to fight back and is constantly avoiding it.
However, the speed of movement is not weak if it can be avoided for so long.
But when everyone saw the playful look on Ning Mo's face, they knew that the latter was just playing around.
"Ning Mo, stop playing, waste time!" In the distance, Wang Yuan said something impatient.
"Haha, okay." Ning Mo looked up to the sky, a smile appeared on his face, his feet stomped fiercely, and the air under his feet exploded at this time.
His figure disappeared instantly.
Om!
The next moment, his figure is directly under the gaze of many eyes, appear(ance) is on a hill not far away.
"Catch you, little mouse!"
Ning Mo stared at the front sharply, and there was a phantom just emerging.
His palms blend together, and the crimson source gas gathers in the palm of his hand, like a round of crimson Sun, and then that round of Sun, directly carrying extreme fierce and violent fluctuations, the head is directly in front of him. Photographed by phantom heavily.
That speed is unavoidable.
The mountain was trembling and cracking under that kind of gas attack.
"Kneel down to me, little mouse!" Ning Mo Changxiao, the crimson Sun from that round of source gas, collided with the Zhou Yuan's body in that many dreaded eyes.
Boom! boom!
The source gas storm of crimson starts at this time wreak havoc.
All parties forces saw this scene, shook their heads secretly, that is called Zhou Yuan's kid, even forcibly eat Ning Mo this overbearing offensive, will definitely die!
In the valley, Jin Zhang and others complexion are also slightly changed. Although they have seen the strength of Zhou Yuan's in Yuanchi Festival, the strength of Ning Mo is not comparable to that of Baili Che at that time.
It's hard to resist like Zhou Yuan.
crimson's vitality rises, and the face reflecting Ning Mo also looks a bit daunting. He smiled sensibly: "Boy, next life, if you want to be a hero, you have to brighten your eyes first!"
"Is it?"
And just as his voice fell, there was an indifferent voice in the violent crimson source gas wreak havoc in front of him.
Ning Mo's pupil shrank sharply.
However, waiting for him to have any reaction time, a slender palm with glittering and jade light is protruding from the source gas of crimson, and silver light emerges in the depth of the palm.
The palm was clenched into a fist, the source of golden was also surging, and finally, directly against the head of Ning Mo, it was hit hard.
That punch, the air exploded and the sonic boom rang.
The fierce wind is coming, Ning Mo complexion ca n’t help but change, and every time, he twists his body hurriedly. That kind of power is not something that 7-layer Heaven people can have!
Boom!
The punch with amazing power fell with his head down and hit him on the shoulder.
Kacha!
At that moment, the sound of bone fracture sounded.
Boom!
The power of terror directly made Ning Mo's body collapse instantly, his feet could no longer stand, his knees heavily kneeled down on the ground, and even the hard rocks were all cracking.
pū chī!
a mouthful of fresh blood, spouting out of his mouth.
The crimson source gas storm of wreak havoc only gradually dissipated.
The many eyes projected here are gradually widening at this moment ...
Because they saw that the Zhou Yuan, which was supposed to be destroyed to nothing, still stood there quietly, but in front of him, Ning Mo was kneeling on his knees ...
So, the mountains that were originally full of whispers whispered to a sudden silence.
Even the sound of wind is quietly frozen at this time.
In those terrifying eyes, Zhou Yuan bowed his expression blankly, looking at the kneeling figure in front of his eyes, slowly said: "You mean, kneel like this?"