The purple dragon made a thunderous shout, and the silent roar swept across!
The aura belongs to the level of consciousness, and what the formation can block is only the physical attack, and it can't do anything about the aura.
Puff puff puff, at least ninety-nine percent of the people fell from the sitting position, all of them fell to the ground, even at the Linghai realm level, they were panicked and filled with great awe.
Yang Zhan stopped abruptly, the big blue snake behind his head was actually broken, his face turned pale and his hands trembled slightly.
Ten fingers connected to the heart, since the aura is at the level of consciousness, once it is damaged, it will also hurt the consciousness. Now his mind is in chaos, as if he has been stabbed by a needle, it is extremely painful!
He wanted to gather his mind again, but his consciousness was confused, and the serpent collapsed just as soon as it was half condensed, and it was like this several times in a row.
God can't function normally, how can he condense the aura of heaven and earth, and increase the attack
what the hell is it
Yang Zhan looked at the angry purple fire dragon on Zhou Heng's head. As a quasi-fetal stage that was about to form a true god, he was sure that it was definitely not a god! But since it is not a god, why can he shake his god apart
Gods and Gods are the condensing and sublimation of God's consciousness, how can they be defeated by the opponent's momentum
Besides, if the ancestors of the fetal birth stage roar and shake the gods away, it is excusable. After all, the strength of the gods on both sides is not on the same level, but this person is Zhou Heng... How can he let him? Can not accept!
Teng!
In an inconspicuous corner around the ring, an old man stood up abruptly, staring at the purple dragon-shaped flame on Zhou Heng's head, and exclaimed: "The purple flame dragon! This is the blood of the purple flame dragon! Nothing! I thought that there are still descendants in the Zhou family!"
He is the ancestor of the Unborn Realm who came to sit here this time, named Yuan Shixiang, a direct disciple of the Sage Yangtian. He is now more than two thousand years old and can be described as a well-informed person in his long life. But it still made him shocked, showing how excited he was.
After a long time, he sat down again and thought: "A peerless figure in the death forest appeared before, and the bloodline of the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon, which has disappeared for tens of thousands of years, has also reappeared. Is it really like the prophecy of ancient legends? , A cataclysm sweeping the whole world is about to happen?"
There was silence all around, and it took a few minutes to whisper gradually, and everyone looked at Zhou Heng with awe.
They didn't know what was going on, but looking at the people who fell on the ground around, the sense of awe naturally rose from the bottom of their hearts, making them just want to bow down at Zhou Heng's feet and show loyalty to the emperor.
Although Yang Zhan's aura is overbearing, compared with Zhou Heng, he is like a bandit, and lacks that noble air!
Zhou Heng strode towards Yang Zhan, raised his fists, and instantly turned into a piece of gold, with a purple sky dragon roaring on top of his head. He walked faster and faster, shoo, Xunyun Liuguang stepped, he urged the speed to the extreme!
Bang!
As if streaming light, he cut to Yang Zhan's body and blasted out with a punch.
"Hmph!" Yang Zhanqiang raised his intention to fight, and between his thoughts, a spiritual barrier was already formed in front of him, but it just formed and shattered, and the golden fist struck unstoppably.
He was taken aback, and quickly set up another spiritual barrier, Qiang, this still couldn't completely stop the bombardment of the golden fist.
Qiang Qiang, Yang Zhan connected the seven-layer spiritual power barrier, and finally blocked the golden fist, but at this moment, Zhou Heng waved another fist and blasted at him again.
Even the seven layers of spiritual power barriers are quite difficult for Yang Zhan. Even if the spiritual sea is surging in the strong spirit sea realm, the spiritual power can not endure, but it can't withstand such violent consumption. There is actually a species. A sense of exhaustion!
But Zhou Heng's fist is already coming!
He snorted, a little under his feet, and his stature retreated.
However, compared with Zhou Heng, who has a fast cloud streamer, he is simply deceiving himself. Zhou Heng caught up with him before he moved, and his golden fist hit his face impartially.
Bang!
He immediately flew up out of thin air, and fell heavily after crossing an arc, and half of his cheek immediately swelled.
- Zhou Heng's fist was tempered from the physique of the Gold Devourer. The power of his close attack is far more powerful than that of Yiyu's long-range attack.
Yang Zhan stood up immediately, his swollen cheeks quickly calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, the redness and swelling disappeared, and the white jade-like color was restored, as if he hadn't hit the punch at all.
But everyone is full of eyes, so many eyes have seen it, how can it really be regarded as nothing happened
Not the Raptors, but Jiang, Zhou Heng is arrogant, but he does have arrogant capital!
The air-conditioning continued, and everyone looked at Zhou Heng's gaze more and more in awe, while Yingmeng Fan's gaze became blurred, and they could not wait to plunge into Zhou Heng's arms immediately.
Yang Zhan looked at Zhou Heng coldly, and stretched out his hands again, a layer of gray was actually floating, and the whole person's breath also changed in an instant, from the original domineering loneliness to eerie and terrifying, as if from the grave The corpse that crawled out of it was gray, corrupt, and evil!
His skin dried up quickly, his hair fell off one after another, and his eyes were completely white without the eyeballs.
Although Yang Zhan’s figure is not burly, but the muscles are tight, it is absolutely nothing to do with thinness, but now his flesh and blood seem to have evaporated, and his skin is tightly attached to the bones, as if a set of human skin. Skeleton, just looking at it makes people shudder!
Very evil!
"What secret technique is this?"
"Never seen Yang Zhan use it!"
"His, it's evil, even if there is an array blocking, and there is still such a distance away, I still feel the feeling of cold all over my body!"
"Yang Zhan is the most outstanding member of the Yang family, the 13th power of the Tianlong Emperor. How could he not have any secrets!"
"This is the background of the super giants!"
There was a lot of discussion around again, and everyone was unable to conceal the shock in their hearts.
"Zhou Heng, you will eat your own evil!" Yang Zhan said coldly, raising his right hand, and a black shadow flashed by Zhou Heng's side, forming a black ghost in a flash.
Zhou Heng frowned, this ghost exuding a strong evil air, which made him instinctively produce infinite disgust, and there was also a cold air that caused the temperature around him to drop sharply, and it seemed that even the flow of blood would be solidified. live!
"Corpse shadow!" In the distance, Yuan Shi frowned and frowned, with a strong expression of disgust on his face. "I heard that the Yang family may have inherited the ancient ghost and corpse sect. There is no wind and no waves, it is actually true!"
"Back then, the ghost corpse sect was rampant all over the world, almost invincible, but unfortunately... they met a superb character who would only appear in a million years, almost extinct for the emperor! Hey, now the heirs of the ghost corpse sect have met again The Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon, it is God's will!"
"The corpse shadow ignores all defenses, hurts people's consciousness, and is extremely vicious!"
"But the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon is the righteous fire of the heavens and the earth, focusing on conquering all evils. Yang Zhan is really out of luck. When he changes his opponent, even if he is stronger than him, he may be overturned in the gutter, but against the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon, It happened to be restrained!"
"In this battle, Yang Zhan is determined to lose!"
Yuan Shixiang sighed quietly, a little bleak. After all, Yang Zhan was the key object of Wu Pavilion's careful training, but he was about to be defeated by a disciple who had just entered, which made his teacher face dull.
The ghost stared at Zhou Heng and turned around, then grinned suddenly and screamed at him. The mouth was wider than a human head, and Hessian's was like a bottomless pit.
"Go!" Zhou Heng raised his thick eyebrows and shouted, and the purple fire dragon on his head roared at the same time, booming, and the domineering spirit rolled, the ghost image did not immediately turn into countless broken shadows without even a trace of resistance. , Have diffused.
Yang Zhan was dumbfounded and looked at Zhou Heng incredulously. He even pointed at Zhou Heng with a finger, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you..." His eyes flashed suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Purple Flame Dragon! "
This was the second time Zhou Heng heard the words of the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon. Mao Yuheng had exclaimed in this way before, but Zhou Heng didn't take it to heart. Now that Yang Zhan also exclaimed in such an exclamation, he finally took heart.
"Purple Flame Dragon?"
"What it is?"
"seems very amazing!"
"It's really powerful, and it shakes away the ghost! Don't you know that the Yang family is said to have inherited the ancient ghost corpse sect!"
"What kind of ghost corpse sect, how can you hear the name is creepy?"
The sound of the discussion underneath was wave after wave, like ocean waves.
On the contrary, Yang Zhan calmed down. After all, he was a Tianjiao who stepped into the fetal birth stage. If he didn't even have this city mansion, he wouldn't be able to make this step. He stared at Zhou Heng, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said: "It turns out that it was after the ancient nobles, but it is disrespectful!"
With a light leap, he had already left the ring, and left without looking back, saying: "This battle, I give up!"
Give up!
Tianhe King Yang Zhan actually gave up, it's incredible, even when he faced the Ice Phoenix Girl and the Monty Python King, Yang Zhan would not give up!
Also, after the ancient nobles, what does this mean
Yang Zhan has a very powerful force in the Wu Pavilion. When he left, more than 100 people immediately followed and left. Many people were still glaring at Zhou Heng, apparently accusing him of causing their war-god master in public. Accepting defeat is losing face.
"Congratulations Brother Zhou!" Sang Qingshan strode forward, naturally there was no shortage of followers around him, and the number was also no less than a hundred people, but each one kept a distance of more than three feet from him, as if it was right to come closer. He is disrespectful.
Zhou Heng smiled, bowed his hands in a courtesy, and said, "Not enough!"
"Haha, Brother Zhou is definitely the first one to make Tianhe King Yang Zhan admit defeat? Isn't this worthy of congratulations?" Sang Qingshan laughed, and the conversation changed. !" (To be continued