Leaving the Holy City, Zhou Yuan was wearing silver armor and holding a Tianyuan pen, and the astonishing source qi fluctuations were like a storm, sweeping out of his body in waves, attracting countless horrified eyes.

Everyone can clearly feel that Zhou Yuan's strength at this time has also skyrocketed to a terrifying level.

Compared to Wu Huang, I am afraid that it is only strong and not weak.

This made people can't help but sigh a little, this dragon battle is really exciting, just two disciples of the Taichu Realm, but that kind of competition, it feels like it can be compared with some Divine Mansion Realms.

This Wu Huang and Zhou Yuan really deserve to be the strongest young generation on the Shengzhou Continent today.

Today's confrontation between the two will definitely be circulated on the Holy State Continent for a long time.

Countless eyes began to turn to Wu Huang standing in mid-air at this time, the latter's face was cloudy, and he obviously felt a strong dangerous aura from Zhou Yuan.

However, Wu Huang's changing complexion, after lasting for a while, finally slowly converged, after all, he was too familiar with Zhou Yuan's silver armor, when he was killed by Zhou Yuan, Zhou Yuan relied on this mysterious silver armor.

So he has always been a little wary of Zhou Yuan's hole card.

Call.

Wu Huang took a deep breath, he stared at Zhou Yuan's eyes, there was blood light flowing, and said slowly: "Zhou Yuan, you were able to use this thing to cut my body back then, do you think you can still do it now?" ”

Zhou Yuan, who was wearing silver armor, smiled lightly and said, "Don't you know if you try it?" ”

Wu Huang's eyes glanced at him coldly, he didn't speak again, but his hands suddenly closed.

Airplanes!

The golden mysterious air flow began to rise slowly from Wu Huang's body at this time, and those air currents surrounded his body, faintly, there was a dragon roar full of majestic majesty, which sounded quietly.

The golden air flow became more and more intense, and finally turned into a golden dragon, wrapped around Wu Huang's body.

An indescribable coercion spread.

Zhou Yuan stared at those golden air currents, his face was expressionless, but the chill in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, because he was no stranger to them, it was the qi of the Holy Dragon!

"Zhou Yuan, is it familiar?" Wu Huang looked sarcastically in his eyes, and said.

Zhou Yuan's eyes drooped slightly, and he said lightly: "Has the holy dragon changed?" Wu Huang, have you forgotten that you were also killed by me after using such a method back then? ”

The corners of Wu Huang's mouth set off a strange arc, and he didn't speak, just sealed his hands.

Recite!

The dragon's roar resounded, and I saw that the giant dragon transformed by the golden air flow suddenly rushed up, and then directly collided with the soul of the Blood Shura shrouded in Wu Huang's body in those countless exclamations.

Boom!

The two collided, and suddenly turned into golden light and blood light entangled and fused, and an extremely strange fluctuation erupted at this time.

Zhou Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, this Wu Huang was actually able to fuse the Holy Dragon Transformation with his Blood Shura Soul?!

"Zhou Yuan, thanks to you for destroying my previous body... Now, I'm here, don't I call the Holy Dragon changed..."

"I'll call it..."

"Shura Holy Dragon Transformation!"

When Wu Huang's last cold voice fell, I saw that the blood red and golden air currents fused to form a vermilion mysterious liquid, and those liquids hung down and landed on Wu Huang's body.

Snort!

At the moment of contact, there seemed to be smoke rising, and those liquids seemed to have vitality, wrapped around Wu Huang's body, constantly squirming, extremely weird.

And Wu Huang's body also underwent a huge change at this time, his body swelled to more than ten zhang, and the vermilion flesh thorns pierced out of his body, and blood dripped from the flesh thorns.

At this time, Wu Huang was like a monster like a dragon and a Shura.

Roar!

Wu Huang looked up to the sky and roared, and the source qi between heaven and earth exploded at this time, and an extremely violent source qi fluctuation swept out of his body frantically.

Between heaven and earth, countless eyes looked at Wu Huang almost numbly, and the latter at this time had obviously become more terrifying after another round of outbursts.

This made them can't help but wonder, where is the limit of this Wuhuang?

Could it be that he really wanted to surpass the powerhouses of the Divine Mansion Realm when he was in the Taichu Realm?

Wu Huang stood in the air, behind him, there were vermilion light wings stretched out, and his face also became as ugly as a dragon and a Shura at this time.

He looked down and locked on Zhou Yuan, and his voice sounded sharply: "Zhou Yuan, this is the last meal I prepared for you, how is it, have you ever been satisfied?!" ”

When his voice spoke, it was as if the air in front of him was constantly exploding, making a loud rumbling sound.

"What hole cards do you have, show them to me, if not, haha, I think this is away from the Holy City today, it should be your burial place!" Wu Huang's scream resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Outside the city, Chu Qing and Li Qingchan all had solemn faces.

"That silver armor should be Zhou Yuan's last resort, he is not the opponent of Wu Huang in this state." Li Qingchan said in a low voice.

They now have a good understanding of Zhou Yuan's methods, and in the previous round of outbreaks with Wu Huang, Zhou Yuan has turned over all the hole cards they know.

The mysterious silver armor is the hole card that Zhou Yuan has hidden for a long time, but now when facing Wu Huang, even the silver armor is probably a little insufficient.

Chu Qing touched his slippery head, gritted his teeth, and said decisively: "If there will be an accident, wait for the opportunity to rescue Zhou Yuan." ”

"That Wuhuang..."Li Qingchan couldn't help but say.

"I'll stop him." Chu Qing said slowly, with a decisive look in his eyes.

Li Qingchan clenched her silver teeth, she knew that Chu Qing would not be Wu Huang's opponent at all, even if she stopped it, she might even pay the price of her life.

"Zhou Yuan is stronger than me, his potential is greater than mine, we Cangxuan Sect need him." Chu Qing glanced at her.

Li Qingchan was silent for a long time, and finally nodded with difficulty.

She knew that if Zhou Yuan's hole cards were gone, then at the moment, he would indeed no longer be Wu Huang's opponent, this Wu Huang was too terrible...

Between heaven and earth, countless eyes fell on the place where Zhou Yuan was.

The two sides at the moment are like gambling cards, and now Wu Huang has turned over the last card, if Zhou Yuan can't get the same card, then the situation will have a result.

Under the gaze of many eyes, Zhou Yuan also raised his head, he stared at Wu Huang, who was like a dragon like Shura at this time, and his eyes were also quite solemn, the latter's change was a little unexpected to him.

It seems that over the years, Wu Huang has really made enough preparations to deal with him.

In the face of Wu Huang's last hole card, if it was before, he was probably really helpless, but unfortunately...

Zhou Yuan slowly stretched out his palm, his eyes fell on the palm, and there was a black point of light in the palm, and if you looked closely, it was a circle of black light, like a prison.

And in the depths of the prison, it is a blockade and suppression of the resentful dragon poison.

In the past, Zhou Yuan couldn't mobilize the power of the resentful dragon poison at all, but now that the resentful dragon poison has been suppressed by the Great Descending Dragon Pattern, Zhou Yuan can finally use its power and the holy dragon qi that was once swallowed by it...

And that Holy Dragon Qi was naturally taken back from Wu Huang in the first place.

Zhou Yuan's palm slowly clenched, and the black aperture in his palm suddenly rotated, and there seemed to be a dragon groan full of resentment.

A strong blood-red air flow flowed out of Zhou Yuan's palm at this time, and then wrapped around his body.

Zhou Yuan's body also slowly rose into the air.

The blood-red light condensed behind him, and finally gradually seemed to form a huge blood-red dragon.

The dragon roared in the sky, and there was a terrifying resentment in the dragon's eyes.

Zhou Yuan's eyes gradually turned blood-red, but there was no violence in them, but a calmness, he stared at Wu Huang, and an indifferent voice sounded.

"Has the Holy Dragon changed? Thanks to you, I have it now... It's just that I'd rather call it that..."

"Resentful dragon change!"