On the broken white jade square, Zhou Yuan knelt on one knee, his face pale, and the source energy was extremely depressed around him, and the soul light between his eyebrows was as dim as if it was about to extinguish.

He turned his eyes slightly, and looked indifferently at the corpse behind him with a broken head.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Wu Huang's headless corpse shook slightly. The next moment, a ray of light rose into the sky from the broken neck, and a dragon roar echoed in the light.

A faintly, an illusory dragon shadow appeared in the light.

The dragon shadow was ancient and noble, as if it symbolized the gift of heaven and earth.

Zhou Yuan looked at this scene and his heart trembled suddenly. On it, he noticed a familiar and almost unforgettable aura...

"The Aura of the Holy Dragon..."

Zhou Yuan's voice was trembling a little more. When King Wu pulled out all the holy dragon luck in his body and poured it into the body of Dawu's python bird...

Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, he could feel the holy dragon aura that originally belonged to him again.

hiss!

In Zhou Yuan's body, the Tongtian Xuan Python Qi also rioted at this time, as if there was a hissing sound, revealing an indescribable desire.

Buzz!

The illusory dragon shadow aura entrenched in the air for a while and suddenly swept down.

However, the holy dragon energy did not rush towards Zhou Yuan, but towards Wu Huang's broken head.

"Wuhuang, I knew you were not that easy to die!" Zhou Yuan's eyes were full of cold light and he punched out without hesitation. Some source energy had just recovered from his body, and roared out without reservation, and blasted at Wu Huang's head fiercely.

At this moment, on the ground, Wu Huang's head suddenly opened his eyes, and a light appeared at the center of his eyebrows, revealing a faint shadow.

It is Wu Huang's soul.

Zhou Yuan killed Wu Huang's body, but his soul was still hiding between his eyebrows.

Inside and outside the Holy Land, many people were surprised to hear this scene.

"Wu Huang's soul has not dissipated with his body?"

"It seems that he has a treasure that protects the soul, so that he can hide the soul in his head."

"However, if you lose your physical body, your soul has no effect. Unless your soul enters the realm, it is obvious that this Wuhuang soul has not yet reached that point!"

"As long as Zhou Yuan breaks his head, his soul will naturally have nowhere to hide, and it will be easily broken."

“…”

"call out!"

The power of Wu Huang's soul emanated from the back of his eyebrows was actually flying out of thin air with his head on his back, avoiding Zhou Yuan's source energy bombardment, and then opened his mouth and sucked away the holy dragon energy again.

"Tianyuan Pen!"

Zhou Yuan's eyes were cold, and his palm pulled out of his waist. He shook slightly. The Tianyuan pen expanded, and his snow-white hair suddenly stretched out, turning into snow-white horses, and stabbed Wu Huang's head like lightning.

Wu Huang was going to absorb the holy dragon's aura again, but at this time he had to interrupt and urged his head to fly up to avoid the snow-white hair.

"Zhou Yuan, I did capsize this time, but it's not that easy for you to kill me!" Wu Huang's head flew up, his mouth opened and closed, and a loud voice came out.

Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly his palm suddenly grabbed.

laugh!

I saw that in the void, hairs that were invisible to the naked eye suddenly shot out, and finally surrounded Wu Huang's head. The next moment, it shot down and penetrated Wu Huang's head.

Bang!

As the hair flew past, Wu Huang's head exploded on the spot.

His head shattered, but Zhou Yuan frowned slightly because he saw an illusory soul about the size of a palm rising in the blood mist.

That soul is naturally Wu Huang.

However, at this moment, outside Wu Huang's illusory soul, there was a layer of starry-like starry-like starry-like protection. It was the protection of the starry-cloak that made Wu Huang, who was just the middle stage of the virtual realm, be able to leave his body.

"It turned out to be soul armor?!"

Zhou Yuan's pupils shrank, and the starry-like starry armor was a kind of soul armor that could protect the soul. However, even if an ordinary person who wanted to cultivate the soul armor could not succeed.

Obviously, there are experts behind Wu Huang to help him.

"Zhou Yuan, I said, you can't kill me!" Wu Huang's soul looked cold and said.

"Hmph, do you want to regain the sacred dragon energy? Don't think about it. It has been in my body for more than ten years, and I have a stronger control over it than you. As long as I take it back, I will naturally have a chance to get back today's place in the future!"

Wu Huang's voice fell and he directly formed seals with his hands. Then he could see the holy dragon aura entrenched in the void and finally roaring towards Wu Huang's soul.

Zhou Yuan's eyes were cold. Today, he finally found an opportunity to kill Wu Huang's body, which led to the aura of the holy dragon. If Wu Huang took it back, he would not know when he wanted to have such an opportunity again.

If you lose the holy dragon energy, even if you fail to completely kill Wu Huang today, it will cause an indescribable disaster to him.

Therefore, Zhou Yuan must not let him succeed.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, shook the Tianyuan pen in his hand, and the snow-white hair floated under his feet, carrying it up and shooting it away at the holy dragon's aura.

"Zhou Yuan, stop dreaming. You can't take away the holy dragon's aura!" Wu Huang said with a laugh.

A cold light flashed through Zhou Yuan's eyes: "Is that true?"

He slowly raised his right palm, and a ball of blood was slowly squirming between his palms, releasing the aura of resentment and hatred.

"Resentful dragon poison, there is a head of injustice and debt, and you don't want to take back the holy dragon's aura?!" Zhou Yuan whispered.

This resentful dragon poison has its own spirituality. Zhou Yuan noticed its intent when the previous holy dragon energy appeared.

roar!

Just as Zhou Yuan's voice fell, the blood red suddenly vibrated, and finally it directly penetrated Zhou Yuan's palm. The blood red aura surged out, and before Zhou Yuan's palm, it gathered into a blood red dragon head...

The dragon head roared and the dragon's mouth sucked suddenly.

After sucking, Wu Huang was shocked because he saw that the holy dragon aura that had originally flowed towards him was rushing towards Zhou Yuan at an astonishing speed.

"Damn it!"

Wu Huang roared and rushed to rush his full strength to absorb the holy dragon's aura madly, trying to keep retracting it.

So, in the air, the holy dragon energy continued to differentiate and rushed towards both sides.

But obviously, the dragon mouth transformed by the resentful dragon poison sucks faster!

In just a few dozen breaths, the dragon shadow transformed by the holy dragon aura dissipated, and nearly two-thirds of the holy dragon aura were swallowed by the poison of the resentful dragon.

Only one-third of what Wuhuang regained was.

"Ahhh!"
Chapter completed!