The fight between Yaoyao and Wu Huang in the sky stopped because of the black-clothed man's surprise attack on Zhou Yuan, but the expression in the former's eyes became extremely cold at this time.
That kind of look, even when he fought Wu Yao before, never appeared.
Obviously, she was really angry just now.
Wu Yao naturally noticed the change in Yaoyao’s expression, but she was a little uneasy in her heart for the black-clothed man’s shots. Her character was too strong, even though she was determined to win Zhou Yuan’s sacred dragon spirit. But she didn't want to borrow the hands of others, instead she wanted to take it upright with her own ability.
Below that, the man in black who was called Zhao Yunxiao by Wu Yao, naturally heard the anger in Wu Yao's voice, and immediately smiled helplessly.
He originally didn't want to make a move, after all, in his opinion, Zhou Yuan in the early days of the Divine Palace Realm naturally couldn't escape Wu Yao's palm.
But who could have expected that a Yaoyao was killed halfway, and his strength was amazingly strong, not inferior to Wu Yao, so he just planned to secretly attack Zhou Yuan directly to help Wu Yao gain the aura of the holy dragon. Won the favor of beauties.
But it was unexpected that Wu Yao didn't appreciate it.
Zhao Yunxiao smiled at Wu Yao, then raised his hand and said with a smile: "Oh oh, don't be angry, it's okay, I won't interfere, and I will leave this kid to you to clean up, will it be the head?"
He just looked at Wu Yao, seeming to apologize, but his eyes never looked at Zhou Yuan, who was nearly killed by the palm of his hand.
Shit!
But as soon as his voice fell, Yaoyao's Yuyan Yan was cold in the sky, but there was no nonsense. The jade hand shook, the long whip made of soul flame smashed the void, and it was facing Zhao Zhao. Yun Xiao lashed away fiercely.
Zhao Yunxiao saw the whistling soul flame whip, his eyes condensed, facing Yaoyao, but he did not dare to be as scornful as before facing Zhou Yuan. The latter's powerful spirit power was enough to make Its fear.
So Zhao Yunxiao stomped the soles of his feet, and suddenly there was a surging Origin Qi in his body whizzing out, the light condensed behind him, and finally formed a three-wheeled divine palace halo.
The halo exudes colorful light.
This Zhao Yunxiao is also the strength of the late stage of the God Palace Realm, and it is the Eight Gods Palace that he opened!
Although it was slightly worse than Wu Yao, it was already a top arrogant man to be able to open the Yashen Palace.
Hum!
The Soul Flame whip fell, and slammed it fiercely on the rotating halo of Zhao Yunxiao's body, a muffled sound erupted, and the halo of the sacred palace also vibrated violently.
The offensive of the soul flame whip became more and more fierce, and the halo of the divine palace was also tottering.
Zhao Yunxiao's expression changed slightly. He didn't look down upon Yaoyao at all, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated the other party's accomplishments in spirits, so capable, even in the generation of Hunyuan Tianshenfu, it would be enough. Ranked among the best.
boom!
In Zhao Yunxiao's mind, the aura of the gods in his entire body had reached its limit, and finally burst apart.
On Zhao Yunxiao's body, lightning flashed, and his figure disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he had already appeared in the distant sky, his handsome face, full of solemnity.
It was only a short while before his aura was breached, which shows how fierce Yaoyao's offensive is.
"This girl, why be so aggressive."
Zhao Yunxiao looked at Yaoyao, and there was a stunning look in his eyes. Wu Yao is considered the most outstanding among many women he has ever seen, so he was able to make him remember his vision, and even went to this dark sky. He was willing to follow. Originally, he thought that there would be no girl in this world who could surpass Wu Yao, but now Yaoyao is obviously not behind Wu Yao no matter what.
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Zhao Yunxiao glanced at Zhou Yuan below, and there was a hint of jealousy in his heart. This mouse-like boy could actually be related to these two girls who are alive in Zhong Tiandi. It is really a great blessing from the previous life. .
Below that, Zhou Yuan stood up. He looked at the somewhat broken silver armor outside of his body, and a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes. In the previous moment, if it were not for his warning, I am afraid that he would have been It hit hard and even killed it.
Yaoyao's figure fell, protecting Zhou Yuan's side, her clear and ethereal eyes, but staring at the void, and said: "Be careful, there are still their people here, very strong!"
Zhou Yuan was shocked when he heard this.
"Hehe, what a keen little girl." And just as Yaoyao's voice fell, an old voice sounded from the void.
Then, Zhou Yuan saw a black-robed old man, gradually revealing from the void.
Zhou Yuan looked at the black-robed old man, his whole body was tight, his complexion was solemn, and the coercion emitted by the black-robed old man was definitely not something they could contend.
The black-robed old man glanced at Zhou Yuan, waved his hand, and said, "Little boys, don't be nervous, the old man will not interfere with you."
He raised his head, looked at the void, and said with a smile: "And if I intervene, the matter will be big. You Cang Xuanzong is afraid that you won't be able to bear this tone."
Obviously, he can sense that there are some extremely powerful existences, and he is watching them.
The black-robed old man turned his head, looked at Wu Yao, and said with a smile: "Wu girl, today's matter, I am afraid that there is no way to continue the fight. Just accept it when you see it.
Wu Yao nodded slightly, and her delicate body slowly fell.
Her pair of phoenix eyes first looked at Yaoyao for a moment, and then turned back to Zhou Yuan. She stared at it for a long while, and her red lips opened slightly: "The dragon-qi battle has not been successfully integrated, and it will never stop until life and death. ."
"Zhou Yuan, between you and me, perhaps as the prophecy said, only the bitter can live."
"This sacred dragon breath comes from you. I don't deny it. It's just that this road of cultivation is like a world of great controversy, so I won't have the slightest mercy."
"Although this sacred dragon gas is my most disgusting thing, it has indeed brought me some benefits over the years, so no matter what, I should be regarded as a part of your cause."
She took a deep breath, and said: "If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely clear this fate outside of the Dragon Qi dispute."
Zhou Yuan looked at Wu Yao’s beautiful face, and he was a little surprised, because when he met Wu Huang and King Wu in the past, they would never admit that the spirit of the holy dragon originated from him, and Wu Huang always called him. It's a fake dragon, just a container.
It was only Wu Yao who made the matter clear, and never found that excuse to cover it up. Although she was a woman, she was a bit more magnificent than King Wu Huang.
But thinking like this in his heart, Zhou Yuan didn't give in, because he knew that the girl in front of him was far more dangerous than Wu Huang and King Wu.
"Things that belong to me, I will always get them back. Those things don't belong to you." Zhou Yuan's tone was still tough and did not back down.
Wu Yao's black thunder light gradually converged, and the sunlight shone on her white jade-like cheeks, glowing.
"If one day, you can really take away the spirit of the holy dragon from me, then you are naturally stronger. At that time, even if you die, I won't have a word."
Wu Yaofeng stared at Zhou Yuan and said, "Of course, I hope it came from you personally, not through the hands of others."
At this point, she glanced at Yaoyao.
Yaoyao said indifferently: "If you hadn't been protected by someone, you wouldn't be able to leave today."
She glanced at the old man in black.
Wu Yao's phoenix eyes squinted slightly
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, Like a phoenix being challenged with majesty, his voice also became cold: "Although your spirit is strong, but if you really want to fight, I am not afraid of you."
The two women looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense again.
The black-clothed old man smiled helplessly. Although Wu Yao is usually strong, not everyone can provoke her anger, but the sight of Yaoyao in front of him is a bit like a gunpowder barrel.
But the two women didn't fight again, because they knew it didn't make much sense.
Zhou Yuan looked at Wu Yao, smiled faintly, and said, "When Wu Huang was famous in the vast continent, I was in Great Zhou and I couldn't open my veins to practice. At that time, I was fearless. Besides, now you and I are both in the realm of the gods ."
"So you have to be more careful. If you meet again next time, I'm afraid you won't have any advantage."
"The mouse is arrogant." Wu Yao didn't speak, but Zhao Yunxiao opened his mouth with a smile, with contempt in the depths of his eyes: "I really think you can be arrogant to anyone in this Cangxuan day, if you have been arrogant and arrogant?"
"You have to know that compared with Hun Yuantian, this Cang Xuantian is not worth mentioning."
"So, you have to understand that there is also a gap between the real Saint Child Tianjiao... Don't confuse it."
Zhou Yuan glanced at Zhao Yunxiao, and said in a calm tone, "Your Excellency, if I have a chance in the future, I will return it."
Zhao Yunxiao applauded lightly and said with a smile, "Extremely happy."
It's just that way, obviously just as a joke.
On the contrary, Wu Yao took a deep look at Zhou Yuan. She obviously knew the latter thing more clearly. In fact, she was surprised at Zhou Yuan's rise from that ruin.
He was able to go from a fragile young man with a difficult eight veins to where he is now, killing Wu Huang and destroying Dawu... This person who once harbored the spirit of a holy dragon is indeed not a vulgar thing.
It's just that Wu Yao is also a proud person, she doesn't believe she will lose to anyone, even the once great Zhou Shenglong.
So, facing Zhou Yuan, she just slightly said, "I'm waiting."
After speaking, she retracted her gaze, turned to look at the desolate mausoleum, and whispered: "Elder Yan, let me worship the queen mother for the last time."
The old man in black nodded lightly.
Wu Yao, dressed in red, walked slowly to the tombstone. She stared at the words on the tablet, as if she had once again seen the gentle mother who protected her at that moment in the deepest part of her memory.
She knelt down in front of the tombstone and bowed deeply.
"Mother, Dawu is dead, and all the old things end here."
"From then on, Yao'er is alone and has no worries."
"Farewell to this, I hope you will cherish it."
Wu Yao knelt and bowed, her phoenix eyes closed, her slender eyelashes trembling lightly, and finally, a drop of crystal tears fell down her cheeks and broke apart on the ground.
She knew that if she left this time, perhaps eternal life would never come here again.
The old things in the dust disappear here.
Wu Yao's worship lasted for a long time, and finally she calmed down her heart and stood up slowly.
When Wu Yao turned around again, Zhou Yuan realized that her temperament seemed to have become much calmer. The calmness was more like a kind of indifference. After that, she seemed to have completed the last Knot.
The things of the past, the dust will be kept from the bottom of my heart, and will be frozen forever.
At the same time, the once soft and kind heart is gradually covered by layers of ice, and there is no gap.
That innocent and kind little princess in Dawu Palace, let her die completely...
In the future, in this world, there will only be the one who pursues the strongest road... Wu Yao.
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