On the broken white jade square, Zhou Yuan knelt on one knee, his face pale, and his entire body was extremely sluggish, and the divine soul light on his brows was as dim as it was about to extinguish.
He turned his eyes slightly and looked at the corpse with the head behind him indifferently.
Hum!
Suddenly, Wu Huang's headless corpse vibrated slightly, and in the next instant, a ray of light rose to the sky from its broken neck, and in the light, a dragon's voice reverberated.
Faintly, an illusory dragon shadow appeared in the light.
That dragon shadow, ancient and noble, seems to symbolize the gift of heaven and earth.
Watching this scene, Zhou Yuan's heart trembled fiercely. On it, he noticed a familiar breath that was almost unforgettable...
"The Spirit of the Holy Dragon..."
Zhou Yuan's voice was trembling a little. Back then, King Wu drew out all of the sacred dragon's aura from his body and poured it into Da Wu's python bird...
Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, he could once again feel the spirit of the holy dragon that originally belonged to him.
hiss!
In Zhou Yuan's body, the profound python qi also rioted at this time, as if there was a hissing sound, and there was a kind of unspeakable longing in it.
Hum!
The illusory dragon shadow gas entangled in the midair for a while, and suddenly swept down.
However, the sacred dragon's energy did not rush towards Zhou Yuan, but instead rushed towards Wu Huang's broken head.
"Wu Huang, I know you are not that easy to die!" Zhou Yuan's eyes were full of coldness, and he punched out without hesitation. He just recovered some of the source energy in his body, and he whizzed out without reservation. He banged Wu Huang's head.
At this moment, on the ground, Wu Huang's head suddenly opened his eyes, and in the center of his eyebrows, a light appeared, and a faint shadow appeared.
It was Wu Huang's soul.
Zhou Yuan slashed Wu Huang's body, but his soul was still hiding between his brows.
Inside and outside of the holy site, many eyes saw this scene, they were all surprised.
"That Wu Huang's spirit hasn't dissipated with the body?"
"It seems that he has a treasure to protect the soul, so that he can hide the soul in his head."
"But without the physical body, the soul is useless, unless the soul steps into the real world, but obviously, this Wu Huang soul has not yet reached that stage!"
"As long as Zhou Yuan smashes his head, the soul will naturally have nowhere to hide, and it can easily be smashed."
"..."
"call out!"
The power of Wu Huang's eyebrows, soul, and soul was actually flying out of the air with his head, avoiding Zhou Yuan's source energy bombardment, and then opening his mouth to suck away the sacred dragon energy again.
"Tianyuan Pen!"
Zhou Yuan's eyes were cold, his palm pulled out the Tianyuan pen from his waist, and he shook slightly. The Tianyuan pen swelled, and the snow white vellus hair suddenly stretched out and turned into snow white horses, piercing Wu Huang's head like lightning.
That Wu Huang wanted to breathe in the breath of the holy dragon again, but at this time he had to stop, urging his head to fly up, avoiding Xue Bai Wei Mao.
"Zhou Yuan, I did capsize the ship in the gutter this time, but it's not that easy if you want to kill me!" Wu Huang's head flew up, his mouth opened and closed, and a sharp voice came out.
Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly shook his palm.
laugh!
I saw a burst of vellus hair bursting out of the void, which was invisible to the naked eye. In the end, it directly surrounded Wu Huang's head. The next instant, the burst shot down, piercing Wu Huang's head.
boom!
The vellus flicked past, only to see Wu Huang's head exploded on the spot.
His head shattered, but Zhou Yuan's brows wrinkled slightly, because he saw that in the blood mist, an illusory soul about the size of a palm rose.
That soul is naturally Wu Huang.
But at this time, outside of Wu Huang's illusory spirit, there was actually a layer of star-like gleaming star clothing. It was the protection of that star clothing that made Wu Huang only the spirit of the mid-Void realm. , But is able to leave the body.
"It turned out to be a soul armor?!"
Zhou Yuan's pupils shrank. The star-like star clothing was a kind of soul armor, capable of protecting the soul, but if you wanted to repair the soul armor, even ordinary people who stepped into the real world would not be able to succeed.
Obviously, behind Wu Huang, there was an expert to help.
"Zhou Yuan, I said, you can't kill me!" Wu Huang Divine Soul said coldly.
"Hmph, do you want to regain the spirit of this holy dragon? Don't think about it. It has been in my body for more than ten years. I have more control over it than you. As long as I take it back, I will naturally have the opportunity to reclaim what I am today. Place!"
Wu Huang's voice fell, and it was directly the seal of his hands, and then only the breath of the holy dragon that was entrenched in the void was shaken, and finally whistled away at Wu Huang's spirit.
Zhou Yuan’s eyes were cold. Today, he finally found an opportunity to behead Wu Huang’s body, which led to this holy dragon’s aura. Up.
And even if he loses the aura of the holy dragon, even if he fails to completely kill Wu Huang today, it will cause him an indescribable great wound.
Therefore, Zhou Yuan must not let him succeed.
Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, shaking the Tianyuan pen in his hand, and the snow white vellus hair floated under his feet, lifted it into the air, and shot away at the sacred dragon.
"Zhou Yuan, stop dreaming, you can't take away this sacred dragon spirit!" Wu Huang's spirit laughed.
A cold light flashed across Zhou Yuan's eyes: "Really?"
He slowly raised his right palm, and between his palms, there was a mass of blood red creeping slowly, releasing resentment.
"Resent the Dragon Poison, the wrongdoer has the debtor, don't you want to take this holy dragon's energy back?!" Zhou Yuan whispered.
This resentful dragon poison has its own spirituality, and Zhou Yuan has noticed its eagerness to move from the moment that sacred dragon gas appeared.
Roar!
And when Zhou Yuan's voice fell, the blob of blood suddenly vibrated, and in the end it directly penetrated Zhou Yuan's palm, and the blood-red energy gushed out, before Zhou Yuan's palm, it gathered into a blood-red dragon head. ..
The dragon head roared, and the dragon mouth suddenly sucked.
Under this inhalation, Wu Huang suddenly lost his color, because he saw that the sacred dragon's energy that had originally flowed toward him was rushing toward Zhou Yuan at an astonishing speed.
"Damn it!"
Wu Huang roared and urged all his strength eagerly, absorbing the sacred dragon's energy frantically, trying to recover it continuously.
As a result, in mid-air, the sacred dragon's aura continued to differentiate, rushing towards both sides.
But obviously, the dragon's mouth transformed by the Dragon's Resentment Poison sucked faster!
In a short period of no more than ten breaths, the dragon shadow transformed by the sacred dragon's aura dissipated, and nearly two-thirds of the sacred dragon's aura was swallowed by the Dragon Resentment Poison.
But Wu Huang regained only one third.
"what!"
This time, Wu Huang completely exploded with anger, and his eyes were red. Even if his body was beheaded before, he had never been so gloomy, because he was very aware of the role of the Holy Dragon's aura.
As long as he possesses the aura of the holy dragon, sooner or later he can make a comeback!
And now that most of the Qi of the Holy Dragon has been recaptured by Zhou Yuan, this will have a huge impact not only on him, even on the national fortune of the Dawu Dynasty.
However, no matter how furious he was, he was helpless. At this time, he had only a soul, and it was not easy to escape from Zhou Yuan's hands, let alone what he wanted to do to Zhou Yuan.
The dazzling starlight burst out of Wu Huang's body, directly engulfing it in the starlight, and finally rose into the sky, as if it had penetrated the void and disappeared.
"Zhou Yuan, I won't let you go!"
And as Wu Huang's spirit disappeared, his crazy roar still echoed.
...
Outside the holy site.
Zhao Pan's face was gloomy. He took out an astrolabe from his arms. There was starlight blooming in the astrolabe, and the starlight condensed in the front, as if it formed a space channel in the end.
call out!
A starlight whizzed out from the passage, and finally fell into the astrolabe, only to see the spirit of Wu Huang also fell in.
Obviously, it was Zhao Pan who saved Wu Huang's Soul.
"Hey, I didn't expect you to even bring out the "Star Soul Disk" of the Holy Palace. Did you expect Wu Huang to lose?" Not far away, Mu Wuji sneered.
Zhao Pan's face was green and he didn't pay attention. He just glanced at the Wu Huang spirit in the star chart coldly, and cursed in his heart: "It's really a trash, if the palace owner doesn't value you, I'm really lazy..."
However, even though he was angry at Wu Huang's incompetence, he still carefully put away the star soul plate, allowing Wu Huang's spirit to nourish it.
After all, when he left the holy palace, the palace owner personally confessed to him that even if this Wu Huang only had a trace of his soul, he still had to take him back to the holy palace.
Originally, Zhao Pan thought that this should not be the case, but he did not expect that this guy was actually beheaded, and only the soul escaped...
Zhao Pan raised his head, looked at Zhou Yuan's figure in the light mirror, and couldn't help but pass a killing intent in his eyes.
"This kid... is able to do this step..."
But he also knew that under Mu Wuji's nose, he couldn't do anything to Zhou Yuan.
This time, Zhou Yuan will undoubtedly become the biggest winner in the Holy Land.