boom!
In the spacious building, there was a powerful wave of origin energy, which erupted from the body of the golden-robed figure like a storm. The flesh, flesh, and bones in his body seemed to be vibrating at this moment, and faintly, there was actually a faint sound. There is no dragon roar.
A majestic aura emanated from his body, like a king.
The surrounding people who were also dining here were also affected and retreated in embarrassment. However, although they were angry, after seeing the figure clearly, they swallowed back all the angry shouts that reached their mouths. .
That powerful momentum gathered overwhelmingly and finally enveloped the direction of Zhou Yuan.
"Hehe, let me tell you, your Highness, the Crown Prince of Dawu, is a little too domineering, isn't it? This is not a place owned by your family, why should you stop me from having a meal?" Zuoqiu Qingyu's peach-like eyes She narrowed her eyes slightly, chuckled, and took a step forward. The same powerful source of energy burst out from her body, resisting all the pressure from Wu Huang.
Yaoyao also had plain cheeks, but there was a sparkle between her smooth brows. She stretched out her jade finger and tapped it gently.
Bo!
It was as if there was an invisible wave of soul shooting out, and the majestic aura emanating from Wu Huang's body made a small sound as if it was pierced by something, and finally dissipated completely.
In the entire pavilion, the feeling of oppression also subsided.
"I'm so angry. I really think my little aunt is easy to bully, aren't she!" Luluo has an ugly face. Everything is really not going well today, and everyone wants to bully her!
I really can't bear it anymore!
On her shoulder, the icy blue bird had icy blue light blooming from its body. The air was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air, locking firmly on the golden figure by the window not far away.
Following the actions of the three women, the atmosphere instantly became tense.
Zhou Yuan's face was as dark as water. He just stared at the golden-robed figure with his fingers clasped together. The resentful dragon poison in his palms was roaring, as if it was about to burst out, but he suppressed it firmly.
There was a slight trance in front of his eyes, as if a memory that had been sealed deep in his mind had been uncovered.
It was on the cold altar.
He was placed in the center, and in front of him, there was also a small baby boy lying, and when he looked over, the baby boy seemed to be grinning at him.
Zhou Yuan closed his eyes slightly, his eyes dark, then opened them again, his vision returned to normal.
Everyone on the entire floor was watching the confrontation, and there was a low uproar.
"Is that Wu Huang from Dawu?"
"It's really strong!"
"Tsk tsk, is that Zuoqiu Qingyu? And the little princess of the Ten Thousand Beasts Dynasty... These two women are also very uncomfortable!"
"And that ridiculously beautiful man. It is said that his soul has entered the real world."
"No wonder Wu Huang's pressure was broken with one finger earlier."
"But who is that kid from the Qi-nourishing realm?"
"I asked around and it seems that he is from Zhou Yuan of the Great Zhou Dynasty..."
"It turns out to be him! I know, it is rumored that Dawu rebelled against Zhou, and that python swallowed the dragon back then, but it swallowed the luck of the holy dragon of His Highness, Da Zhou, and that His Highness is called Zhou Yuan!"
"I see, these are really old enemies!"
"But the gap between Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang is too big... Without the people around him, I'm afraid he would have been killed by Wu Huang's palm."
"..."
Many voices sounded quietly, and many people looked at the scene in front of them with interest.
And just when many people thought that the two sides were going to fight, Wu Huang, who was sitting by the window, suddenly calmed down and stood up with an expression neither happy nor angry.
He didn't say any words, just looked ahead, and finally passed by Zhou Yuan and others.
When he passed by Zhou Yuan, he paused. He still didn't look at Zhou Yuan. He just stared at the void in front of him and said with some disappointment: "I gave you so much time, but the result is still like this." Unsightly."
He shook his head, said nothing, and walked downstairs directly.
Zhou Yuan's expression did not change at all because of Wu Huang's words. He slowly released his palm, and he finally suppressed the Resentful Dragon Poison in his palm.
"Let's eat." He said calmly.
When a group of people came to the table, Zuoqiu Qingyu's peach blossom eyes curiously glanced at Zhou Yuan and said, "You actually had a problem with that guy Wu Huang?"
"Would you like to help you match up?"
Zhou Yuan smiled and said: "This is a festival of life and death. We can only live and die."
Zuoqiu Qingyu was silent for a moment and said: "Then you are really unlucky. You are no match for Wu Huang at all."
"There are no absolutes in this world."
Zhou Yuan said slowly: "A year ago, my eight meridians were not revealed and I couldn't even practice cultivation. But now, am I different and able to come here?"
Zuoqiu Qingyu and Luluo were both shocked. This guy has only started practicing for a year
"Tsk, tsk, they all say that you have the luck of the Holy Dragon. Now it seems that there is really a slight possibility." Green Luoyu held her cheeks in her hands and said with a smile.
"But don't worry, as long as we are here, even Wu Huang can't do anything to you!"
Zhou Yuan handed the menu to Luluo with a smile and said, "Thank you then. I'll let you order."
He took a cursory glance and saw that they were all high-grade ingredients, not to mention third-grade, even fourth-grade source beasts. However, the price was ridiculously high, costing hundreds of thousands of source crystals.
Lu Luo took it, glanced at Zuoqiu Qingyu with her big eyes, and said with a smile: "Since there is a treat, then... let's buy the most expensive one!"
“Steamed Thunder Tiger Head!”
"Braised Spirit Beef!"
"Ice Fire Python!"
"..."
Zuoqiu Qingyu on the side couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly when he heard Luluo's shouts. This guy is really not polite at all!
...
Night comes.
In the room, Zhou Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed. He held his hand, and the jade bottle containing the origin of the soul appeared in his hand. At the same time, he waved his sleeves and the Ghost Fruit and the Scarlet Blood Grass also appeared in front of him.
He looked at these three objects, his eyes flickering slightly. When he met Wu Huang today, he had to say that the latter was indeed very powerful, but this did not make him feel the slightest fear.
Instead, a burning fighting spirit surged out of Zhou Yuan's heart.
He knew that Wu Huang was a stumbling block on the road to cultivation, and only by defeating him could he truly embark on the path of the Holy Dragon.
"Wu Huang, who will win in the end? The sacred place will have its own answer."
"When the time comes, I will let you know that my luck is not something you can swallow. Everything you have invested in me is just a training in my opinion."
"Only when I step on you can I become a true holy dragon!"
"So... don't be too happy too soon!"
Without hesitation in Zhou Yuan's heart, he saw light appearing between his brows, and the phantom soul emitted a suction force that directly swallowed up the drop of the soul's origin.
At the same time, the Nether Soul Fruit and Vermilion Blood Grass in Zhou Yuan's hand also shattered out of thin air and turned into wisps of black and red energy, curling up and sinking into Zhou Yuan's eyebrows.
(End of chapter)