Dragon Prince Yuan Chapter 567: Strong

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The huge rift passed through between mountain forest and the collapse of the mountain along the way. Throughout Heaven and Earth, the eyes were almost dull looking at this scene.

The atmosphere is silent.

If Ning Mo was kneeled down by Zhou Yuan before, everyone could understand that it was caused by Zhou Yuan's intentional demonstration and weakness, but this scene is subverting their cognition again.

Ning Mo's killing trick is almost the strongest attack of exhausting full power. In the face of such offensives, even the expert of the same level, they dare not firmly resists.

However, who can think of, Zhou Yuan not only did not retreat, but chose the most brutal way, with an unmatched attitude, forcibly smashed the strongest means of Ning Mo.

Those looking at the last collapsed mountain in the distance, the figure of Ning Mo was buried in it. The previous punch of Zhou Yuan was enough to bombard a expert at the beginning of Absolute Beginning Realm 9-layer Heaven.

Silent for a while, when those Heaven and Earth eyes turned to Zhou Yuan again, it was already full of fear and fear.

At this time, they only thoroughly understood why the Zhou Yuan in front of them clearly looked like the strength of Absolute Beginning Realm 7-layer Heaven, but it could become Blue Profound Sect's chief.

Among the valleys, Jin Zhang and many other Blue Profound Sect's disciples also looked at this scene with some shock. Although they knew that Zhou Yuan's was not weak, it was also didn't expect. He was able to directly defeat the chief of Saint Palace .. .

Know that Ning Mo ’s source gas cultivation base has also reached the number of tens of thousands, so accomplished, among their seven Blue Profound Sect chief, are enough to be among the best.

"After didn't expect was baptized by Nine Dragons, his strength was so strong." Jin Zhang's eyes are a little complicated. The Zhou Yuan at this time is obviously much more formidable than the Yuanchi Festival.

The other disciples have awe in their eyes.

And those Saint Palace disciples, for a time, were complexion ugly. Obviously, it was hard to believe that Ning Mo would lose so miserably in the hands of Blue Profound Sect, chief.

Especially the chief named Wang Yuan, he was stunned for a moment before he woke up from the scene in front of him, and then his complexion became extreme gloomy.

But for those eyes, Zhou Yuan is looking at the collapsed mountain in the farthest place with no fluctuation of eyes, where the source gas fluctuation of Ning Mo has been weakened to the extreme, but there should be a breath.

So Zhou Yuan took steps, apparently planning to take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Boom!

However, just when he stepped out, there was suddenly a fierce and sharp sound coming through the air, and a black light whistled down with an amazing source of energy and hit the head.

The black light has not fallen, and the ground underneath is cracked.

Zhou Yuan's footsteps stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly, his palm gripped, Heaven Primal Brush flashed out and waved up.

Dang!

metal against metal sound resounded, sparks splattered.

The violent ripple storm wreak havoc started, and the ancient trees around him were suddenly cut off by the waist.

Zhou Yuan's's body shook and his eyes lifted, and he saw that the object that had collided fiercely with Heaven Primal Brush was actually a black iron bar with an ancient source line inscribed on it.

And at the other end of the black iron rod, precisely, Saint Palace, chief named Wang Yuan.

Both eyes met together, and both had a murderous surge.

"Boy, you are such a big dog, you are such a heavy hand!" Wang Yuan sighed with cold eyes.

Zhou Yuan's previous counterattack was too fast, so even he was too late to rescue, Ning Mo was heavy injury, which was ruthlessly Zhou Yuan.

The mouth of Zhou Yuan raised a bit of sarcasm and said, "You Saint Palace dare to kill my Blue Profound Sect's disciple, do I still need to show mercy to your chief?"

Wang Yuan tone is somber: "What a big tone, what do you think you are?"

He clasped the iron-colored iron stick with his palms. On his arms, there was a black source qi stream flowing up. When he screamed, the iron stick was hit by heavily again. That kind of momentum, even if it is a mountain, all Will be smashed by his stick.

However, Zhou Yuan is not afraid of fear. Heaven Primal Brush turns into black light. black brush and the black stick directly bombarded hundreds of rounds during that few days.

The surrounding environment was directly torn apart by the confrontation between the two.

Dang!

On the last blow, both Zhou Yuan and Wang Yuan retreated backwards.

Those Saint Palace disciples saw this scene, and their hearts were very weak. When they saw Wang Yuan angry, they were still expecting Wang Yuan to beat Blue Profound Sect ’s chief to save some face for Saint Palace. What they did didn't expect is that even Wang Yuan did not seem to have much advantage.

Know that in their Saint Palace ten-place chief, Wang Yuan has been able to rank fourth, stronger than the fifth-ranked Ning Mo!

The iron rod heavily in the hand of Wang Yuan was inserted on the ground, and a deep mark was drawn. He stared at Zhou Yuan with a sullen glance. At the moment of the previous confrontation, he already felt the strength of the latter.

Zhou Yuan's source gas cultivation base is no weaker than him.

"The Origin Qi Star in my Qi Palace has been to congeal to 12,000. The boy in front of me is obviously 7-layer Heaven. Why is background so strong ?!" Wang Yuan has some doubts in his eyes. As far as he knows, Even the Saint Child of their Saint Palace seems to rarely reach this source gas background at 7-layer Heaven.

When Wang Yuan shot Zhou Yuan, in the valley, Jin Zhang also rushed out, standing in the void, Origin Pattern Brush flashed in the hand, there are many source lines faintly discernible, and the Wang Yuan was locked intently.

By the two chiefs, the Wang Yuan brows were also wrinkled, which made him aware that today's situation, their Saint Palace, has fallen into a disadvantage.

So, he waved his hand decisively.

The many Saint Palace disciples who besieged the valley saw it. Although they were not reconciled, they finally retreated.

Several disciples fell on the collapsed mountain and dug out the Ning Mo. The latter was already stunned, covered in blood, and his chest collapsed into a big piece.

The breath between the noses becomes extremely weak.

Looking like this, it ’s a question of whether you can live.

Wang Yuan also saw the state of Ning Mo. Immediately complexion was more gloomy. He stared coldly at Zhou Yuan, slowly said: "Boy, you are in great trouble."

"Really?" Zhou Yuan laughed lightly.

"If Ning Mo dies in your hands, Saint Palace will definitely make you pay!" Wang Yuan said word by word.

"Did you?" Heaven Primal Brush in Zhou Yuan's hand lifted and pointed to Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan sneered and said, "You do have some strength, but boy, you don't want proud, this area is my Saint Palace site, unfortunately tell you, except for me, my chief of Saint Palace Blood Saint Hall, Also here. "

"Blood Saint Hall chief? Fan Yao?"

Hearing this name, Zhou Yuan didn't move much, but it was a sudden change of Jin Zhang complexion in mid-air, and he quickly hurried sound transmission to Zhou Yuan: "The Fan Yao is ranked third in the Saint Palace top ten chief, and its strength is much stronger than this Ning Mo and Wang Yuan. Alright! Extremely thorny! "

Zhou Yuan's eyes flicked and his brows were slightly frowned, not because of the so-called Fan Yao, but because of why there are three chief in Saint Palace gathered in this area.

"Don't these guys come at the Six-colored Treasure Land?" Zhou Yuan passed the thought in his mind.

Wang Yuan sees the discolored Jin Zhang, and only then coldly said: "I advise you, if you are interested, to get away from this area, otherwise when you are Fan Yao hands-on, you people, you are ready to never leave."

The voice fell, and he glanced coldly at Zhou Yuan again. With a wave of his palm, he flicked back.

"Go!"

"The kid named Zhou Yuan's, hurry up and run away like a funeral dog, stay next time see again/goodbye, I must let you know the end of my Saint Palace!"

Amidst that scream, Wang Yuan quickly retreated with many Saint Palace disciples. Obviously he is also wise, knowing the current situation, they can no longer obtain any advantage.

And for their retreat, Zhou Yuan has not taken any other measures. forces of Saint Palace is not weak. If a full battle is waged here, both parties will inevitably pay a great price.

But in that distance, there are other parties coveting in secret, if they show weakness, I am afraid that those forces will also be ready to move.

However, no matter what the Wang Yuan's ruthless words are, everyone can see that their retreat looks a bit gray.

And in the valley, those numerous Blue Profound Sect disciples all cheered.

More far away, those parties forces are also tch tch sighed. The previous situation was originally Blue Profound Sect. However, who can think of that when the Saint Origin Peak's chief appear(ance), the situation suddenly reversed appear(ance).

Looking at the distance between mountain forest and the young one, he still has an awe-inspiring figure of imposing manner, and the parties expert all sighed.

"didn't expect, Blue Profound Sect's declining Holy Source Peak, now this figure appears ..."