Chapter 139: Shot

When the second day came, the whole city of the Holy Miracle was boiling.

Especially when the six rays of light flew out of the City Lord's Mansion and went straight to the direction of the Land of Holy Miracles, in the city, countless arrogant people also stepped on the source qi and shot out, covering the sky, like locusts.

"Let's go too." Zhou Yuan looked at the spectacular scene, and also turned his head to smile at the young manos, the green pothos and the Zuoqiu herring.

Zuoqiu herring has been wandering around these days, and she is too lazy to explain too much, and the pothos is purely holding the mentality of watching a good show, so she has never known that the beautiful man in her photo is actually a Xibei goods...

Naturally, the others had no objections, so the group also set off and galloped away in the direction where the holy place was located.

The Land of Sacred Miracles was hundreds of miles away from the Holy Miracle City, and it didn't take much time for the group to reach their destination at full speed.

Zhou Yuan looked into the distance, only to see that at the end of the line of sight, there was an endless basin, the basin was overhead, there was a fog, in the fog, faintly exuding strange fluctuations, making people palpitate.

Beneath the fog lies a gigantic river, shimmering and calm, yet unfathomable.

Think of this river, the holy river that surrounds the land of holy miracles.

Countless figures fell, and there was no end in sight, and I didn't know how many people there were.

Outside the land of holy miracles, there were six huge stone platforms, and at this time, there were constantly figures falling on them.

Zhou Yuan and his entourage also found a stone platform to fall down.

In the sky above the six stone platforms, there are six powerful source qi roaring, like six storms, and among them, there are six human figures, looming and sitting cross-legged.

"Is that the envoy of the Six Holy Sects?" Zhou Yuan asked in a low voice.

Lu Pothos nodded and said, "Well, it is said that these six envoys are all strong people who have stepped into the realm of the Divine Mansion. ”

"Six Divine Mansion Realm." Zhou Yuan couldn't help but sigh, a powerhouse of this level, placed on the vast continent, I am afraid it is the top level.

"The one on our stone platform is said to be a messenger from the Holy Palace." Zuoqiu herring jade put his hand in front of him and said with a smile.

"Holy Palace..."Zhou Yuan's eyes condensed slightly, and he heard the barefoot uncle he met yesterday say, it seems that the messenger of the Holy Palace has fallen in love with Wu Huang, as long as the latter performs well in the Land of Sacred Miracles this time, he will be able to be included in the Holy Palace, and he will ascend to the sky in one step.

And just as Zhou Yuan's mind was turning, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see that there, a golden figure stood with his hands in his hands, and his momentum was majestic, and a coercion emanated from his body, so that the arrogance around him did not dare to approach.

That coercion naturally came from Wuhuang.

Wu Huang also turned his head at this time, swept Zhou Yuan with an emotionless gaze, and then paused.

"The Divine Soul has actually stepped into the late stage of the Void Realm." A wave flashed in Wu Huang's eyes, this waste dragon of the Zhou family is a little capable.

"What a troublesome fly." Wu Huang muttered, and a strange light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

And at this moment, Zhou Yuan's hairs suddenly stood on end, and an indescribable sense of danger came to his heart.

His gaze locked on Wu Huang.

At this time, the latter suddenly raised his palm, clenched his five fingers, and then punched out in the direction where he was.

Rumble!

The crimson source qi roared out, like a round of manic scorching sun, roaring towards Zhou Yuan as fast as thunder.

"Wu Huang, you're too much!" The green pothos and the herring fish in Zuoqiu were all aware of it, and immediately roared angrily, and the majestic source qi suddenly exploded.

There was also a chill in his eyes, and his brows were surging.

The swallow in his arms also let out a low roar.

However, just as they were about to make a move to stop them, an indescribable sense of oppression suddenly fell from the sky, and it actually suppressed all the source qi surging around them.

"Messenger of the Holy Palace?!" Green pothos, Zuoqiu herring's pretty face changed, because of that sense of oppression, it was the Holy Palace messenger sitting in the sky.

And at the moment when they were blocked, that crimson fist light had already arrived in front of Zhou Yuan, and the power of that punch, even the masters of the late stage of the Tianguan Realm felt fear.

"That guy is dead." There were arrogant people around who sighed, no one expected that Wu Huang would suddenly make a move, and he was so ruthless, obviously planning to kill Zhou Yuan directly with one punch.

The red light filled Zhou Yuan's eyeballs, and the fierce fluctuations that swept over naturally made his pupils constrict, but at such a critical juncture, he did not panic, but took half a step violently.

He crossed his arms in front of him, and he could see light streaks on his arms.

"Sanpinyuan pattern, big tortoiseshell pattern!"

With a loud cry in Zhou Yuan's heart, he saw that in front of his arm, the light patterns were intertwined, and a dark gray tortoise shell of about several feet was formed, which was mottled and heavy, as if it could resist the heavy blow of the broken mountain.

Rumble!

The red fist light collided heavily with the tortoise shell, and the red light was turbulent and churning, and the tortoise shell was cracked, and finally it struggled to support it for a few breaths, and it was directly shattered.

The remnants of the crimson fist light bombarded Zhou Yuan's arms.

Bang!

His body shot backwards as if it had been struck, and his feet made long marks on the ground, filling the air with smoke and dust.

Countless eyes were all looked at, and many people frowned, this Wu Huang's behavior was really a little ugly, obviously his strength was far superior to Zhou Yuan, and he still had to use this method.

"That Zhou Yuan, he should have been killed directly, right?" A multitude of voices rang out, and then he looked at the smoke-filled place.

In that farther place, Xiao Tianxuan, Gu Ling and the others couldn't help but laugh out loud when they looked at this scene, this Zhou Yuan finally made Wu Huang unpleasant.

Wu Huang's expression was still indifferent, as if his previous actions were just to slap an annoying fly to death.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and countless eyes stared at it, and then, their faces changed suddenly.

I saw there, a figure, still standing straight, the stone slabs under his feet were all shattered, crossed on the arms in front of him, and there were hidden cyan scales emerging, but at this time these scales were all shattered.

Blood dripped down his arm.

Zhou Yuan's expression was calm, but the killing intent surging in his eyes was almost overflowing.

This time, if it weren't for the fact that he had already prepared to learn a defensive three-grade source pattern, coupled with the defense of the Xuan Python scales, I am afraid that Wu Huang's punch would really be able to kill him directly.

"Zhou Yuan, are you okay?!"

Unmaturely, pothos, Zuoqiu herring swept to Zhou Yuan's side.

Swallow jumped out of his arms, roared violently, and his small body quickly expanded, turning into a mysterious beast, with black light emitting between the giant mouths, and the beast stared at Wu Huang deadly.

Its intelligence is extremely high, although it always dislikes Zhou Yuan on weekdays, but in Tuntun's opinion, Zhou Yuan is the person who has the best relationship with it except for the untimely death, it usually bullies it, but the person in front of him dares to make a sudden move, it is really unforgivable.

The arrogant people around felt the ferocity of swallowing and hurriedly retreated.

On that side, the pretty face of the untimely became extremely cold for the first time, the jade hand was clenched, and the light lines in the center of the eyebrows were actually fluctuating from the beginning, and the pretty eyes were fierce.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Zhou Yuan stretched out his palm full of blood, grabbed the little hand, and held it hard, but he remembered that Master Cangyuan had said that he couldn't let the seal on his eyebrows loosen.

Xiao Xiao looked at Zhou Yuan, she had always had a habit of cleanliness, but this time she didn't care about Zhou Yuan's blood on her hands, she blamed herself a little, and even let that Wu Huang in front of her, almost really killed Zhou Yuan.

"Stop!"

At this time, a low cheer fell from the sky, and the envoy of the Holy Palace, looking down, the coercion of the powerhouse of the Divine Mansion realm shrouded down, suppressing the swallow and swallowing to the point that he could not move.

"The Land of Sacred Miracles is about to open, so don't cause a commotion here!" The messenger of the Holy Palace said in a low voice.

Lu Luo said angrily: "Then you didn't stop Wu Huang before?!" ”

Zuoqiu Qingyu also pouted and said, "This envoy really doesn't know what fairness is. ”

At this time, they still didn't understand that this Holy Palace envoy had obviously deliberately suppressed them before, so that they could not help Zhou Yuan.

Obviously, this Holy Palace envoy was protecting Wu Huang.

The arrogance around him was also discussing, and the actions of the envoy of the Holy Palace were indeed a little unfair.

In the sky, the Holy Palace envoy's face was also a little unsightly, he glanced at Zhou Yuan and them coldly, did not speak, just shouted: "Since you have opinions, then don't enter the Land of Holy Miracles." ”

Pothos, Zuoqiu herring's pretty face is a little ugly, this bastard messenger.

However, just as the voice of the envoy of the Holy Palace fell, in the distant sky, in the same bright light, there seemed to be a figure turning his gaze and looking in this direction, and a sneering voice followed.

"Hehe, Zhao Pan, you also represent the Holy Palace, can you not be so ugly?"

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