The little prince didn't use the hidden yuan bead, the breath of the dragon clan was released, how could the man in green clothes who was close in front of him not notice it, originally he was a little panicked, after all, it was the dragon heir. Because the shell of the dragon egg is indestructible, he can't deal with it at all. And the power of the dragon heir cannot be underestimated, but when he thought of the Tianhua Emperor in Cangyun, he didn't need to deal with the dragon heir, he just needed to drag out enough time, and when the Tianhua emperor came, when the emperor captured the dragon heir, he still made a lot of contributions.

So knowing that the little prince cared about that sword, and even did not hesitate to show up for that sword, he deliberately leaped towards that sword, and the palm of his hand with vitality had a strong and powerful attraction, making the sword soul suspended in mid-air begin to tremble, as if struggling not to fly towards him.

And the little prince spun in mid-air, shaking off a golden blade and shooting towards the man in green clothes.

The man in Tsing Yi broke through his wide sleeves at this moment, and as soon as the multicolored light broke, he was wrapped in a barrier as colorful as a soap bubble, and the little prince's golden blade pierced the transparent film of five-colored light, but it was blocked.

Emperor Enchantment!

The little prince stared, he didn't expect that this person would have such a treasure, if it was in its heyday, it might be able to break this enchantment, but its current strength is not good, so he didn't think about dealing with the man in Tsing Yi again, but with a turn of strength, the golden power was also injected into the body of the sword soul, and the two forces were deadlocked.

And at this time, the little prince's breath had already dispersed, not only Yan Ye felt it, and came towards Xingyao without hesitation, even Shui Xi and Luo Bing also felt it, the two of them were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, they had no ability to stop Yan Ye at all, and there was no second result other than exposing their identities and sending them to death, so Shui Xi could only notify Shui Jingyue immediately.

What speed is Yan Ye? It took almost a quarter of an hour for the ground to shrink into an inch and appear in the grove.

When the little prince was trying his best to force the strength of the man in Tsing Yi back, he felt a strong wind behind him, and the debris of the residual leaves on the ground had already flown up, and there was a depressing breath in the air, and the man had already suppressed him before he got close, he didn't have to guess who it was, but he couldn't think about Yan Ye behind him approaching him with a thunderous momentum.

A little more, with a little more force, can get rid of this person!

So the little prince's glass-like beautiful purple eyes quickly rose dazzling golden rays, and the Yuan Ling who crossed the sword soul also seemed to be quenched, gold and red, electric and light intertwined, and the vitality of the man in Tsing Yi was forced to retreat, and finally followed the vitality of the man in Tsing Yi to counterattack, and hit the enchantment wrapped by the man in Tsing Yi heavily.

Along with the enchantment, the man in Tsing Yi was catapulted out. In the dark night, a brilliant color was streaked, and finally above the barrier, electric light began to crackle.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the man in Tsing Yi who was bounced out exploded along with the enchantment.

And the bright purple eyes of the little prince who had exhausted the Yuan Spirit closed weakly, and he didn't have the heart to close the colorful and powerful Yuan Qi behind him, and his body that was originally floating in the air also fell because of his Yuan Spirit exhaustion.

At the moment when the little prince was about to smash on the ground, at the moment when Yan Ye's colorful vitality was like a ribbon of flying immortals, flashing starlight from the night, about to entangle the little prince.

The night sky was torn open, and the powerful golden glow was like a sword in the sky, splitting the canopy of heaven and slashing towards Yan Ye's Yuan Spirit.

The strong and powerful force cut off Yan Ye's Yuan Spirit, and the golden light flashed along the ground, which could snatch him away the moment the little prince touched the ground.

In mid-air, golden streamers splashed shadows, too fast to catch a spin.

After the eye-catching golden pause, under the sky that had begun to whiten, there was a gorgeous and complicated purple robe with a stand-up collar, a handsome face that was overwhelming, black hair that fluttered in the wind like black silk, and a pair of purple eyes that hid the color of enchantment.

He stood against the wind, striding in the air. There was a golden light in the sky behind him that was breaking free from the rich shackles and overflowing, and the entire sky was illuminated by the golden light on his body, and the domineering aura that reigned over the world was suffocating.

Yan Ye saw Shui Jingyue, his scarlet eyes were half-narrowed, and his intoxicating voice revealed a refreshing coldness: "Ao Yintian!" ”

Shui Jingyue didn't respond to Yan Ye, he held the little prince in one hand, the golden light in his palm flowed, and the little prince had shrunk to only the dragon egg the size of an ostrich egg, and the golden spirit yuan was as thin as gold, constantly fluctuating.

Even though the eggshell is no longer transparent, Shui Jingyue can still clearly see the dragon-shaped little prince in the eggshell lying softly at the bottom of the eggshell, looking at his lifeless little face, Shui Jingyue's enchanting purple eyes flashed with a wisp of murderous aura, his wide sleeves embroidered with gold dragon edges flicked, and a bend of golden light turned into a sickle like picking the moon in the night and swept towards him, rubbing a few sparks behind him, and these sparks were all the remnants of the man in Tsing Yi.

Shui Jingyue just glanced at Yan Ye faintly, and then dragged the little prince towards the sky. There was destined to be a big battle between them, but half of it was destroyed for three days because of the two of them, and this fragile Cangyun Continent couldn't withstand the power of any of the two of them.

Yan Ye naturally understood what Shui Jingyue meant, so he turned into a blood-colored streamer, cutting off the air and chasing towards Shui Jingyue.

The end of the sky is set up with two layers of enchantment, one layer of gold, one layer of multicolored color, and within the enchantment, one color and one gold, two streamers are intertwined like lightning, the light goes straight to the sky, and at the time of the most fierce collision, it will rub out pale electric light, just like the sky covered by thick clouds stretches out a huge white bone claw, which makes people shudder to look at.

The power of the two kings collided, even if there was an enchantment and separation, the ground of the entire Cangyun Continent was shaking, and the power was wave after wave, as if there were huge waves surging in the ground layer after layer, making all the people in the Cangyun Continent spend wave after wave.

Such a strange and ** situation lasted for three hours, three hours later. A brilliant firework unfurled at the end of the sky, and even the Xingyao Dynasty, which was the farthest away from the end of the sky, could see that the sky was dyed with colorful colors at that moment.

And a ruined wall, there is no longer the end of the sky without the slightest original face, Shui Jingyue and Yan Ye are separated by a hundred steps, standing opposite each other, the two are still fluttering, long and jade, one is bewitching and clear, and the other is gorgeous and stabbing soul.