Qinglong Engraving couldn't withstand Qu Youyuan's angry waves, Yi Wuxing was surprised, and he also had an accurate judgment in his heart.

Haoran righteousness.

Haoran righteousness is a long-lost exercise, created by a hermit who was hidden in the city in ancient times, and its power is all in the cultivation of a breath of righteousness, if you practice holding the heart is not right, or the mind is not strong, Haoran righteousness will escape by itself, and it is difficult to condense.

Qu Youyuan is extremely upright, even to the point of being upright, as long as he has reason in the literary world, no one can scold him.

Qu Youyuan was extremely determined, he was knocked down by him again and again before, and he stood up again and again, but the fighting spirit on his face did not waver at all.

This mouthful of righteousness, he began to cultivate more than ten years ago, and the accumulation of more than ten years of heritage exploded once and again, even if it was a divine artifact Qinglong carving, it was difficult to resist.

Thinking that Qu Youyuan did not hesitate to hide this mouthful of Haoran righteousness until now, Yi Wuxing couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

They attacked Momei Villa, secretly only prepared for three months, and these people in Momei Villa actually spent more than ten years to guard against them, even if they could stabilize Momei Villa in terms of numbers and cultivation, they still couldn't easily win this war.

Yes, he thinks it's a war, and it's a war that will determine the future of this continent.

The Pavilion must not lose.

He must not lose.

Yi Wuxing looked up to the sky and roared, and the dragon's groan shook the heavens and the earth.

The coercion of the dragon shrouded down, and Qu Youyuan stood still.

He was not disturbed in any way, and the angry waves roared out with Haoran righteousness, and his palms slammed into Yi Wuxing's body one after another, like a storm crashing on the shore.

Yi Wuxing was carrying the blood of the Canglong Blood, and his physical strength was naturally extremely strong, but at this time, he could clearly feel the pain that was getting stronger and stronger.

The cyan scales were even more shattered under Qu Youyuan's violent attack, oozing blood.

Yi Wuxing gritted his teeth, his palms were quickly covered by cyan scales, and he used all his strength, and Qu Youyuan was hard to shake.

With the splatter of blood, in just a few seconds, they were already on the right foot.

The splattered blood is both quantic and abyss, and there are also his.

The scales on his hands were constantly shattered by Qu Youyuan's attacks, but before the next punch could be thrown, new scales would grow.

The most powerful thing about the Canglong bloodline is its affinity and resilience to life.

With this resilience, he can still not fall behind under the suppression of Qu Youyuan's heroic righteousness.

Countless violent explosions sounded in the air, and the waves of air destroyed many buildings in the Momei Villa that were not protected by the Great Array, leaving holes one after another.

The current Momei Villa really looks like a ruin after the war.

Bei Mingxiu looked at the two figures in the air outside the window who couldn't see their movements at all, and then looked at the miserable situation on the ground, and didn't know what to say.

The miracle was that appeared, but this ...... Seems a little too violent.

With his cultivation, he couldn't see the details of the battle between the two people fighting in the air at all, and he could only feel his insignificance in the air explosion that could be clearly seen with the naked eye.

I don't know how long it will take to get to that level.

......

With the fall of countless broken scales, the earth-shattering sound of the air explosion finally stopped.

The two fell like meteorites.

Yi Wuxing was covered in blood, struggling to retreat dozens of meters, the blood from the corner of his mouth slowly flowed, and the scale armor on his body was already broken.

Qu Youyuan did not continue the pursuit, his chest rose and fell slightly, obviously he was also shocked by a lot of shock.

"I have heard for a long time that the 36 roads of the Qujia are like the waves crashing on the shore, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its name. ”

Yi Wuxing covered his mouth and coughed lightly, straightened up, and the scales on his body were rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye: "But you didn't continue to shoot while I was about to run out of strength, and you have already given up the chance to win." ”

Qu Youyuan snorted coldly and shook his head slightly.

Yi Wuxing breathed a slightly chaotic spiritual power, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Qu Si, your righteous spirit is about to be exhausted, it's better not to resist stubbornly." ”

Qu Youyuan shook his head and said, "I just want to correct it, my Qu family's Storm Palm is not only thirty-six styles. ”

He raised his head, his gaze as sharp as an eagle.

"The thirty-seventh style, which I created a few years ago, is called ......"

"Fulong!"

Before the sound of the dragon word drag was finished, Qu Youyuan's chest completely exploded, and he was like a monstrous wave, slapping straight towards Yi Wuxing.

......

Under the starlight, Zhuge Linye looked at Long Yao, who seemed to be burning on the other side, and said with emotion: "I used to think about why Gao Yang Song was only twenty years old, but the awakening of the Holy Dragon bloodline was so thorough. 90 Literature Network

Long Yao's body was surrounded by blood and flames, but the original violent aura was calm on her, the burning dragon scales on her body shone under the starlight, and her eyes were as calm as water: "He studied well." ”

Long Yao is the inheritor of the Yanlong bloodline, few people in the world know about it, but the Holy Pavilion is still clear.

Gao Yangsong's method of using the bloodline of the dragon clan has always been taught by her.

But she was able to firmly grasp the most violent Yanlong bloodline, and not even leak the slightest violent anger, which already showed that her control over her bloodline had already reached the point of perfection.

She is the only one who can teach Gao Yangsong, who has perfectly awakened the Holy Dragon bloodline.

Zhuge Linye sighed: "Teach him this at such a young age, aren't you afraid of the Gaoyang royal family?"

Long Yao calmed down and went to the next son, and now she also needs to urge the Yanlong bloodline to resist the oppression brought by Xing Luoqi: "Whoever makes him learn too well, let him work his own." ”

Zhuge Lin Ye was silent, stretched out his hand to deal with it, and the seven stars beside him shone brightly.

It's come to an end, and every move counts.

Perhaps the next step will be to reverse the victory.

......

A long, long time ago, the little son of the famous Jiangnan hero Qu Shenyang's family in the Jiangnan area had a conflict with his family, stole some silver taels, abducted an old servant and left the house, and began to wander around.

In the city of Hangzhou, he met a little girl when he was brave enough to catch a thief, and then ...... was mistaken for a thief by the other party and beaten.

The little boy was very unconvinced, secretly followed the other party, followed the trail to find the villa where the little girl lived, kicked in angrily, and challenged, so he was beaten by the little girl again.

Later, the little boy made up his mind not to leave here, and asked the old servant to go home and get a hundred taels of tuition to pay, so he naturally entered the door, which was the later Mr. Qu Si Qu Youyuan.

And that little girl carved in pink is Mr. Long Yao.

From the first day of entry, Qu Youyuan had only one goal.

Defeated Long Yao once in a dignified manner.

To this day, he is still working towards this goal.

Fulong is also a product of this struggle.

This move was originally called Dragon Slaying, and Qu Youyuan felt that it would arouse Long Yao's disgust, so he changed it to Fu Long.

This move is too powerful, and it is likely to leave a hidden wound on the foundation of the dragon bloodline, so he didn't dare to go to Long Yao to test, although he only had a chance of winning. If something goes wrong, even if you win, you're not a thing.

Therefore, this trick has been simulated by him countless times, but it has never been put on the table.

At this time, there was an opponent who could make him do his best to use this move, and Qu Youyuan was really excited.

The moment he came out of his palm, he seemed to be able to see the surging dragon's breath in his eyes.

The meridians of the dragon bloodline are different from ordinary people, and the dragon's breath runs through the meridians, making it more and more tenacious.

Dragon's breath is the origin of the dragon's bloodline.

Yi Wuxing urged Canglong's breath to improve the recovery power of the physical body, and in Qu Youyuan's eyes, it was like steaming in smoke.

What Qu Youyuan wants is his vigorous urging of the dragon's breath.

The previous thirty-three falls, although embarrassed, also allowed him to figure out the layout of Yi Wuxing's meridians.

Combined with the movement law of the dragon's breath, there is only one place where spiritual power and dragon's breath meet, and that is also the place where a new dragon's breath is born, and he is willing to call it the dragon core.

He was a little sorry for this, according to his inference, his senior sister Long Yao should have two, the one in front of him...... It's a bit of a no-brainer.

Then there is 100% certainty of lore.

So he took out his palm, and Haoran was righteous and vigorous, and he was consistent.

A blood flower bloomed on Yi Wuxing's chest, and the blood was scattered and splashed with broken scales, and a green light full of vitality appeared in the blood that flew out, and then dimmed because it left his body.

The horror in Yi Wuxing's eyes flashed, he clutched his chest, staggered to the ground, and gulped green blood.

The green dragon seal fell to the ground, and its brilliance dimmed.

Yi Wuxing covered his mouth and looked at Qu Youyuan with some pain.

At this moment, his dragon core was destroyed, and then the eight veins were broken, and the sea of qi exploded, and even the immortals were difficult to rescue.

"This trick is really powerful. ”

Yi Wuxing smiled bitterly: "...... If I had given up the Faerie Body back then...... Specializing in the Canglong bloodline, I don't know if I can stop this ...... now."

Before the words fell, the green dragon of the Holy Pavilion suddenly shattered his body, turning into a streamer and dissipating.

A generation of immortals has fallen.