"Wen Xingxuan couldn't have imagined that your strength would be so powerful in just two years, if you continue to grow, it will be a big trouble for me, so I must cut you in my hands today. The Holy Son Dragon's eyes shone brightly, a faint white glow appeared on his body, and a trace of bright power rose up.

"Peng!" a pair of god-patterned wings appeared behind him.

"The Divine Tattoo Wings, the Body Divine Tattoo actually has the Divine Tattoo Wings!" The Divine Tattoo Masters of the Helian Sect opened their mouths wide and couldn't believe it.

"No, have you found it, isn't this the power of the Divine Pattern of Light?" Youshen Pattern suddenly frowned solemnly.

The power of light, the bloodline of the Holy Light Clan?

Is the Holy Son Dragon really the bloodline of the Holy Light Clan, a member of the Holy Light Clan?

Everyone began to have suspicions, if the other party was really the Holy Light Clan, and it was extremely evil, then they would definitely not stay in the Helian Sect anymore, and not only that, but they would also besiege and kill the Holy Son Dragon.

"It's the power of light, but it doesn't mean that the Holy Sect Master is the Holy Light Clan, doesn't that Wen Xingxuan also have the power of darkness?, could he be the Abyss Demon Clan?" There are also some disciples of the Divine Pattern who are biased towards the Holy Son Dragon in their hearts and strive for the innocence of the Holy Son Dragon.

That's also, who said that those with body god tattoos don't have life power, isn't that Wen Xingxuan a precedent?

The Holy Light Heart of the Holy Son Dragon has not yet matured, and the power of this white light is not yet a Saint Yuan, but just the power of light.

Since no one was sure that the Holy Son Dragon was from the Holy Light Clan, everyone once again talked about the battle between the two.

"The battle is coming to an end, how can a person with a body pattern without the wings of the divine pattern be the opponent of a person with the body of the wings of the god pattern, unless there is an absolute overwhelming power gap, otherwise it won't be long before Wen Xingxuan will be defeated. ”

"Well, that's understandable. ”

Everyone thinks that Wen Xingxuan has no chance to turn over.

The Holy Light Heart of the Holy Son Dragon has not yet matured, and the power of this white light is not yet a Saint Yuan, but just the power of light.

"Oh no, the Holy Son Dragon actually has the wings of the Divine Pattern, and Wen Xingxuan is going to be defeated. Leng Luochen lamented in panic.

"Senior Brother Xingxuan!" Tie Mengshan, Baili Ren and the others clenched their fists tightly, with a posture of wanting to step forward to help Wen Xingxuan.

However, among their group, Yue Wan'er and Hua Ziman did not have a trace of nervousness, which formed a clear contrast with everyone.

"Wan'er Elixir Master, Sister Ziman, why don't you seem to be worried?" Bai Huanlu asked a little puzzled.

Yue Wan'er and Hua Ziman glanced at each other, smiled at each other, and only heard Hua Ziman say, "Just look at it." ”

Everyone looked at the battlefield suspiciously.

"Ga, quack, quack! Wen Xingxuan is not surprised, see if you can survive in my hands. The Holy Son Dragon smiled fiercely.

Wen Xingxuan pursed his lips, "Hmph, are you the only one with the Divine Tattoo Wings?" ”

The Holy Son Dragon was stunned.

"Come out, Wings of the Divine Stripe. Wen Xingxuan burst into a shout, and a pair of hideous and huge Divine Pattern Wings appeared behind him, which were a little larger than the Divine Pattern Wings of the Holy Son Dragon, and looked even more imposing.

"What?" The Holy Son Dragon gritted his teeth, looking incredulous, he had the heart of the Holy Light in order to stimulate the wings of the Divine Pattern at the power level of the ninth level of refining, I didn't expect Wen Xingxuan to be able to give birth to the Divine Pattern Wings, which was generated by the power of darkness, and the seventh level of refining the Divine Pattern Wings could be generated, this Wen Xingxuan was really a freak, such an enemy must not let him live, otherwise, even if he became the heart of the Holy Light and became the real body of the Holy Light Clan, he would be extremely troublesome, because with Wen Xingxuan's talent, he would probably have broken through the shackles of the ninth level of refining and achieved the level of the Chakra Heavenly Palace。

When the Holy Son Dragon was shocked, the group of Helian Sect Divine Tattoos below were even more shocked, today they saw the peerless geniuses in the Divine Pattern Continent, and they didn't see the top-level body Divine Tattoos, the spirit-level Divine Tattoos, and the Immortal Vine-level Divine Tattoos, plus the two Twin Divine Tattoo Seed Divine Tattoos, and they all gave birth to Divine Tattoo Wings, such geniuses, they seemed to be in the realm of the Empire, and the Japanese-level sect.

"I can't keep you. The Holy Son Dragon shouted, and the white light shot out, like a rain of swords.

Wen Xingxuan's Divine Pattern Wings flapped rapidly, and he flew out of the main hall with a bang, because after unfolding the Divine Pattern Wings, the battle in the main hall was very restrained, and the Holy Son Dragon actually sent out a long-range attack of light power, if he was not careful, there would be a lot of Divine Tattoos here, because their current strength was only one or two percent.

"Instigation!" The white shadow flashed, and the body of the Holy Son Dragon also flew out of the main hall in an instant.

The two flew out of the main hall, and everyone poured out like thunder, and walked out of the main hall one after another.

Above the sky of the Helian Sect, there was a roaring sound one after another, and the light of the power of the Divine Pattern that showed off made the sky of the night glow with dazzling flowers.

The strength of the two is half a catty, and no one can help anyone.

Wen Xingxuan knew that the other party still had hole cards that he hadn't used, because the Holy Light Clan's Holy Light Heart was the source of power, and he was only using the power of light to give birth to the Divine Pattern Wings and some small attacks.

After a powerful violent collision, the two flew upside down at the same time.

Wen Xingxuan stopped his body by fanning the wings of the Divine Pattern, looked at the Holy Son Dragon and said, "Holy Son Dragon, you can't kill me with such a strength, don't you need the power of your Holy Light Heart?"

"Hmph, you don't want me to reveal the power of the Heart of Light, but you don't have the ability to do so. The Holy Son Dragon stretched out his finger and shook it left and right, his current light power actually came from the Heart of Holy Light, but it didn't show the Heart of Holy Light.

"I'll admit you're good, but keep fighting like this and see how long you can last. ”

"The light destroys the evil, and the divine light rains. The Holy Son Dragon burst out with a shout, and once again sent out an attack of light power, and at the same time, the silver light on his body flashed, and he spit out a sharp blade in his hand, the reason why he was not in a hurry was because he had the heart of holy light, and his strength was incomparably strong, he didn't believe in dragging Wen Xingxuan to death.

"Hmph! Boundless darkness, shrouded. "Wen Xingxuan directly used the power of darkness to resist the light power attack of the Holy Son Dragon, the Holy Son Dragon did not manifest the heart of the Holy Light, and the power of the Dark Divine Pattern of Gu Gododo was enough to deal with it.

"Cut!" The divine light rainstorm swallowed Wen Xingxuan's darkness, and the power of the sharp divine light in his hand had already cut down on Wen Xingxuan.

The strength is not afraid of the other party at all, but he is a little afraid of the cut body god pattern power means, after all, his body defense power has always been weaker than his attack power.

"Let you cut. Wen Xingxuan suddenly roared out with a crit attack from his left hand, and he didn't use his left hand all this time, because he was used to fighting with only his right hand.

"Qiang ......!"

After a burst of sparks, a shallow metal mark appeared on Wen Xingxuan's left hand.

"Die!" Wen Xingxuan's right hand struck, with chilling power.

"Boom!" the Holy Son Dragon was caught off guard and hit hard.

After fighting for so long, both sides have been helpless against each other, but at this time, his Holy Son Dragon suffered a big loss, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be Shenwen Wu. Shengzilong said fiercely, he knew that Wen Xingxuan was one-armed, and Wen Xingxuan had never fought with his left hand, he thought that Wen Xingxuan's left hand was just an ordinary prosthetic, and he didn't want it to be a god-tattooed martial arm. [.]