Chapter 308： Elder Gui Gui (3/3)

The purple dragons thundered, and the silent roar swept across!

The momentum belongs to the level of consciousness, but the matrix method can only block the physical attack, and it cannot do anything about the momentum.

Alas, at least ninety-nine percent of the people fell from their seats, all of them fell to the ground, and even the level of the spiritual sea was full of panic and great awe.

Yang Zhan stopped abruptly, and the blue snake behind his head was broken and shattered. His face was a little white and his hands were slightly trembling.

Ten fingers connected to the heart. Since the momentum is the level of consciousness, once it is damaged, it is also the consciousness that hurts. He is now in a mess in his mind, as if pinned by a needle, it is extremely painful!

He wanted to reunite the oracles, but his consciousness was chaotic. The serpent burst into disintegration as soon as it was half-condensed. This was the case several times in a row.

The oracle does not work properly, how can he consolidate the heaven and earth aura and increase the attack?

what on earth is it?

Yang Zhan looked at the angry purple fire dragon above Zhou Heng's head. As a quasi-pregnant fetus that is about to form a real deity, he can be sure that it is definitely not a deity! But since it is not a deity, why can he dispel his deity?

Deities, deities, are the condensing and sublimation of deities, how can they be defeated by the other's momentum?

Besides, if the ancestors who were born in the womb shook and shattered the deities, it would be understandable. After all, the strength of the deities on both sides is not on one level, but this person is Zhou Heng ... how could he not accept!

Teng!

In an inconspicuous corner around the ring, an old man suddenly stood up, staring deadly at the purple dragon-shaped flame on Zhou Heng's head, exclaiming: "Purple Flame Dragon! This is the bloodline of Purple Flame Dragon! No Think of it. There are descendants in Zhou's veins! "

He is the ancestral ancestor who came to town this time, named Yuan Shixiang. The disciples of the legendary ancestors of the Heavenly Saints are now over two thousand years old. Throughout his long life, he was very knowledgeable, but still shocked his face, showing how excited he was in his heart.

After a long time, he sat down again and thought: "A deadly man appeared in the forest of death before, and now the blood of the purple flame dragon that has disappeared for tens of thousands of years has reappeared. Is it really like the prophecy of ancient legend Is a cataclysm sweeping the world? "

There was silence all around, and it was only a few minutes before whispering gradually began to emerge. Everyone looked at Zhou Heng with awe.

They didn't know what was going on, but looking at the people who had fallen to the ground, the awe of nature naturally rose from the bottom of their hearts, making them just want to worship at the feet of Zhou Heng and offer loyalty to the emperor.

Although Yang Zhan's momentum is overbearing, compared with Zhou Heng, he is just like a bandit, which lacks that noble air!

Zhou Heng strode to Yang Zhan and raised his fists. Instantly turned into a piece of gold, and above the head was a purple Tianlong howling. He walked faster and faster, alas, Xunyun streamer started. He pushed the speed to the extreme!

Huh!

As if streamering, he cut in front of Yang Zhan and punched out.

"Huh!" Yang Zhanqiang warned. Between the thoughts, a spiritual barrier has formed in front of him. But just after it was formed, it shattered suddenly, and the golden fist hit unstoppably.

He was taken aback. Quickly set up another layer of spiritual barrier, alas, this still can not completely stop the bombardment of golden fists.

Alas, Yang Zhan connected seven layers of spiritual barriers, which finally blocked the golden fist, but at this moment, Zhou Heng waved another fist and blasted at him again.

Seven layers of spiritual barriers are connected, which is quite difficult for Yang Zhan. Even if the spiritual sea is strong, the spiritual sea is surging, the spiritual power is endless, but it ca n’t withstand such drastic consumption. Feeling exhausted!

But Zhou Heng's fist is already over!

He snorted, a little under his feet, and retreated.

But compared with Zhou Heng's speed with Xunyun's streamer step, he was simply deceiving himself, and was caught up by Zhou Heng after his body shape, and his golden fist hit his face impartially.

Huh!

He flew out of nowhere, and after falling an arc, he fell heavily, and half of his cheeks immediately swelled.

——Zhou Heng's fist was tempered by Jinjin's physique. His close-range attack power is far better than the remote range attack.

Yang Zhan immediately stood up, his swollen cheeks quickly calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the redness and swelling disappeared, and the white jade-like color was restored, as if he had never hit the punch at all.

But all eyes are on, so many eyes have seen, how can it really be as if nothing happened?

It ’s not a dragon but a river. Zhou Heng is arrogant, but he does have arrogant capital!

The sound of air-conditioning kept falling, everyone looked more and more in awe at Zhou Heng, but the eyes of the women in Yingmeng Fan became confused, and they could not wait to throw themselves into Zhou Heng's arms immediately.

Yang Zhan looked at Zhou Heng coldly, and stretched out his hands again, but a layer of gray floated. The whole person's breath also changed greatly in an instant, from the original domineering solitude to a spooky, as if from a grave The corpses crawling out of it were ashes, decay, evil!

His skin dries quickly, his hair falls, and his eyes are completely white, with no eyes in his eyes.

Although Yang Zhan's body is not burly, but his muscles are swollen, and it is definitely not related to thinness. Now his flesh seems to have evaporated, and his skin is tightly attached to the bone, as if it were a human skin. The skeletons are shuddering at first glance!

Extremely evil!

"What mystery is this?"

"I have never seen Yang Zhan use it!"

"His, it ’s so evil. Even if there is a matrix formation and it is so far away, I still feel cold all over!"

"Yang Zhan is the most outstanding tribe of the 13 forces of the Tianlong Emperor Yang family. How could he not have some secrets on him?"

"That's what the super giants are all about!"

There was a sound of discussion all around, and everyone couldn't hide the shock in their hearts.

"Zhou Heng, you will eat the evil fruits!" Yang Zhan said coldly, raising his right hand, alas, a black shadow flashed around Zhou Heng, and a black ghost formed in a flash.

Zhou Heng's brows frowned. This ghost exudes a strong evil gas, which caused him to instinctively produce an infinite disgust, and a cold chill, which caused the temperature around him to drop sharply, and it seemed that even the blood flow had to freeze. live!

"Body shadow!" In the distance, Yuan Shi's eyebrows frowned and his face was strongly disgusted. "I heard that the Yang family might have been passed down by the ancient ghost and corpse ancestors. I always thought it was just gossip. Now, Sure enough, there is no wind and waves, but it is true! "

"At that time, the ghost and corpse sects were all over the world, and they were almost invincible. Unfortunately, they met the most extraordinary characters who would only come out for millions of years, and they were almost extinct for the ancient emperor! It ’s a godsend to have Ziyan Tianlong! "

"The corpse ignores all defenses, hurts the senses, and is extremely wicked!"

"But Ziyan Tianlong is the normal fire between heaven and earth. He overcomes all evils. Yang Zhan is really unlucky. If he changes an opponent, even if he is stronger than him, he may overturn in the gutter. But against Ziyan Tianlong, It just happens to be restrained! "

"This battle, Yang Zhan was defeated!"

Yuan Shixiang sighed with a sigh, after all, Xiao Shou, after all, Yang Zhannai was a key object carefully cultivated by Wu Ge, but he was defeated by a disciple who just came in, which made his teacher dull.

The ghost stared at Zhou Heng in a circle, grinning suddenly, screaming at him, the mouth opened wider than the human head, hessian's like a bottomless pit.

"Go!" Zhou Hengnong raised an eyebrow and yelled. The purple fire dragon above his head was roaring at the same time, and the spirit of **** was rolling. The ghost had not even a trace of resistance immediately turned into countless broken shadows. , Diffused.

Yang Zhanyu was dumbfounded, looked at Zhou Heng incredibly, and even stretched out a finger to point to Zhou Heng, trembling: "You, you you ..." He blinked suddenly, exclaimed, "Purple flames Denon! "

This is the second time that Zhou Heng heard from Ziyan Tianlong. Mao Yuheng had exclaimed before, but Zhou Heng didn't take it seriously at the time, and now he heard Yang Zhan so exclaimed, he finally fell in love.

"Purple Flame Dragon?"

"What it is?"

"seems very amazing!"

"It's really terrific, and the ghost image was scattered all of a sudden! Don't you know that the legendary Yang family has passed down the ancient ghost corpse!"

"What ghost corpse, how creepy is it to hear the name?"

The waves of discussion underneath were like waves.

On the contrary, Yang Zhan calmed down, after all, it was Tianjiao who had one foot to enter the birthplace. If there wasn't even this city government, this step would not have been possible. He paid attention to Zhou Heng, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, saying: "It turned out to be disrespectful since it was an ancient nobleman!"

He took a small leap ~ www.novelhall.com ~ has left the ring, and left without looking back, saying: "This battle, I give up!"

Give up!

Tianhe King Yang Zhan even conceded, it is incredible, even when it was against the Ice Phoenix Girl and the Python King, Yang Zhan would not concede!

Also, what does this mean after your elder Gui?

Yang Zhan had a powerful force in the Wuge. When he left, more than a hundred people left immediately. Many people stared at Zhou Heng with anger, apparently blaming him for killing their god-like master in public. To lose face is to admit defeat.

"Congratulations to Brother Zhou!" Sang Qingshan strode forward. Naturally, there were a lot of followers beside him. The number was also no less than a hundred. But each one kept a distance of more than three feet from him. He is disrespectful.

Zhou Heng smiled and bowed his hand, saying, "Not enough!"

"Haha, you can let Tianhe King Yang Zhan open his mouth and admit defeat. Brother Zhou is definitely the first. Isn't it worth congratulations?" Sang Qingshan laughed, and the words turned around. Bloodline! "(To be continued ...)