The purple dragon made a thunderous shout, and a silent roar swept through!

The momentum belongs to the consciousness level, and the formation can only block the physical attack, and there is nothing that can be done against the momentum.

Puff, puff, at least ninety percent of the people fell from their seats, and they all fell to the ground one by one, even at the level of the Spirit Sea Realm, their hearts were panicked, full of great awe.

Yang Zhan stopped abruptly, the blue snake behind his head was actually drunk alive, his face was a little pale, and his hands trembled slightly.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, since the momentum is at the level of consciousness, once it is damaged, it is also consciousness that hurts, and his mind is now in chaos, as if he was pricked by a needle, and the pain is incomparable!

He wanted to reunite the gods, but his consciousness was confused, and the serpent had just collapsed halfway through condensation, several times in a row.

The god can't function normally, how can he condense the aura of heaven and earth and increase the attack?

What's going on here?

Yang Zhan looked at the purple fire dragon surging above Zhou Heng's head, as a quasi-conjugal realm that was about to form a true god, he could be sure that it was definitely not a god!

The gods and gods are the condensation and sublimation of divine consciousness, how can they be defeated by the momentum of the other party?

Besides, if the gods were dispersed by the roar of the ancestor of the Birth Realm, it would be forgivable, after all, the strength of the gods on both sides was not on the same level, but this person was Zhou Heng...... How can he not accept it!

Rise!

In an inconspicuous corner around the ring, an old man stood up suddenly, staring at the purple dragon-shaped flame on Zhou Heng's head with his eyes, and exclaimed, "Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon! This is the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon bloodline!" There are even descendants of the Zhou family!"

He is the ancestor of the Birth Realm who came to sit in the town this time, named Yuan Shixiang. He is a descendant disciple of the Heavenly Sage, and he is now more than two thousand years old. He has seen a lot in his long life, but he is still shocked and moved, which shows how excited he has become.

After a long time, he sat down again and thought, "There was a peerless figure suspected of being a god realm in the Death Forest before, and now the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon bloodline, which has disappeared for tens of thousands of years, has also reappeared, is it really like the prophecy of the ancient legend, a catastrophe that has swept the entire world is about to happen?"

There was silence all around, and it took several minutes before whispers began to grow. Everyone looked at Zhou Heng with awe.

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

Although Yang Zhan's momentum is domineering, compared to Zhou Hengyi, he is simply like a bandit, lacking that noble atmosphere!

Zhou Heng walked towards Yang Zhan and raised his fists. Instantly turned into a piece of gold, and above his head, a purple celestial dragon roared angrily. He walked faster and faster, and with a bang, the swift clouds started in a flash. He's pushed the speed to the extreme!

Boom!

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

"Hmph!" Yang Zhanqiang raised his fighting spirit. With a movement of his mind, a spiritual barrier had formed in front of him. But just now it was formed, and it shattered, and the golden fist hit it unstoppably.

He was taken aback. Hurriedly erected another layer of spiritual power barrier, Qiang, this still can't completely block the bombardment of the golden fist.

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

Connecting the seven layers of spiritual power barriers, this is quite difficult for Yang Zhan, even if the spiritual sea realm powerhouse is surging, and the spiritual power is endless, but it can't withstand such a violent consumption, there is actually a feeling of exhaustion!

But Zhou Heng's fist was already booming!

He snorted, stepped a little, and his figure retreated.

But compared with Zhou Heng, who had a swift cloud and light step, he was simply deceiving himself, and he was caught up by Zhou Heng before his body moved, and the golden fist hit him in the face impartially.

Boom!

He flew up out of thin air, and after crossing an arc, he landed heavily, and half of his cheek immediately swollen.

- Zhou Heng's fist was tempered by the physique of the Gold Devouring Clan, and the power of his melee attack was far greater than that of long-range strikes with the domain.

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, recovering his white jade-like color, as if he hadn't been hit by this punch at all.

But with so many pairs of eyes in front of you, how can you really pretend that nothing happened?

It's not that the dragon is not a river, Zhou Heng is arrogant, but he does have the capital to be arrogant!

The sound of gasping cold air was endless, and everyone's eyes looking at Zhou Heng became more and more awe-inspiring, while the eyes of Ying Mengfan and the girls became confused, and they couldn't wait to immediately throw themselves into Zhou Heng's arms.

Yang Zhan looked at Zhou Heng coldly, stretched out his hands again, and a layer of gray actually floated, and the aura of the whole person also changed greatly in an instant, from the original domineering and lonely to eerie, as if the corpse crawled out of the grave, gray, rotten, and evil!

His skin quickly dried up, his hair fell out, and his eyes were white without eyeballs.

Although Yang Zhan's figure is not burly, his muscles are swelled, and it has absolutely nothing to do with thinness, but now his flesh and blood seem to have evaporated, and his skin is tightly attached to his bones, like a skeleton covered in human skin, just looking at it makes people shudder!

Incomparably evil!

"What kind of secret art is this?"

"I've never seen Yang Zhan use it!"

"Hey, it's so evil, even if there is a formation blocking it, and it's so far away, I still have a feeling of chilling all over my body!"

"Yang Zhan is the most outstanding clansman of the Yang family of the thirteen great forces of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor Dynasty, how can he not have some secrets!"

"This is the essence of a super giant!"

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

"Zhou Heng, you will reap the consequences!" Yang Zhan said coldly, his right hand was raised, and a black shadow flashed around Zhou Heng, forming a black ghost in a flash.

Zhou Heng frowned, this ghost exuded a strong evil aura, which made him instinctively give birth to infinite disgust, and there was even a cold aura, which made the temperature around him drop sharply, and it seemed that even the flow of blood was going to coagulate!

"Corpse Shadow!" In the distance, Yuan Shi Xiang's brows furrowed, with a strong look of disgust on his face, "I heard that the Yang family may have obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Ghost Corpse Sect, and I always thought it was just gossip, but now it seems that there is really no wind and no waves, it is true!"

"Back then, the Ghost Corpse Sect was rampant in the world, almost invincible, but it's a pity...... They have encountered a supreme figure that will only come out once in a million years, and they are almost extinct for the Emperor of the Ages!Hehe, now the inheritor of the Ghost Corpse Sect has met the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon again, it is really providential!"

"The corpse shadow ignores all defenses, hurts people's senses, and is extremely vicious!"

"But the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon is the righteous fire of heaven and earth, specializing in overcoming all evils, Yang Zhan is really unlucky, if he changes an opponent, even if his strength is stronger than him, he may capsize in the gutter, but against the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon, he is just restrained!"

"In this battle, Yang Zhan is defeated!"

Yuan Shi Xiang sighed faintly, a little gloomy, after all, Yang Zhan was the focus of Wu Ge's careful cultivation, but he was about to be defeated by a disciple who had just come in, which made him, a teacher, also have a dull face.

The ghost stared at Zhou Heng for a while, grinned suddenly, and screamed at him, the mouth opened wider than a human head, and the black sand was like a bottomless pit.

"Get out!" Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows, and he also shouted, and the purple fire dragon above his head roared at the same time, boom, and the domineering aura rolled out, and the ghost shadow did not even have a trace of resistance and immediately turned into countless broken shadows, and they dispersed one after another.

Yang Zhan was dumbfounded, looked at Zhou Heng in disbelief, and even stretched out a finger to point at Zhou Heng, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you......" His eyes suddenly flashed, and he exclaimed, "Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon!"

This is the second time Zhou Heng has heard the words of the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon, Mao Yuheng had also exclaimed like this before, but Zhou Heng didn't take it to heart at that time, and now when he heard Yang Zhan also exclaim, he finally got his heart in.

"Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon?"

"What's that?"

"It looks amazing!"

"It's really powerful, it shook that ghost shadow all at once! Don't you know that the Yang family has obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Ghost Corpse Sect!"

"What kind of ghost corpse sect, how can it be creepy to hear the name?"

The voices below were like waves.

Yang Zhan calmed down, after all, he was a Tianjiao who stepped into the realm of pregnancy with one foot, if he didn't even have this bit of the city, he wouldn't be able to take this step. He looked at Zhou Heng, a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and said, "It turned out that after the ancient nobles, it was disrespectful!"

He jumped lightly, and he had already left the ring, leaving without looking back, and said, "In this battle, I admit defeat!"

Throw in the towel!

Tianhe King Yang Zhan actually admitted defeat, incredible, even when he was against the Ice Phoenix Girl and the Giant Python King, Yang Zhan would not admit defeat!

Also, after the ancient nobility, what does this mean?

Yang Zhan had a very strong power in the Martial Pavilion, and as soon as he left, more than 100 people immediately left, and many of them still glared at Zhou Heng angrily, obviously blaming him for causing their god-of-war master to admit defeat and lose face in public.

"Congratulations, Brother Zhou!" Sang Qingshan strode over, and there was naturally no shortage of followers around him, the number was also no less than a hundred, but each of them kept a distance of more than three zhang from him, as if it would be disrespectful to him to get closer.

Zhou Heng smiled, bowed his hand, and said, "It's not enough to worry about!"

"Ha Luha, to be able to make Tianhe King Yang Zhan open his mouth to admit defeat, Brother Zhou is definitely the first, isn't this worth congratulating?" Sang Qingshan said with a smile, and changed his words, "But I really didn't expect that Brother Zhou actually has the bloodline of the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon!" (To be continued......)