"You are really shameless. I have never seen shameless people like you. Let me ask you first. When you killed our Dragon Alliance masters and refined them into bone towers, did you ever think about respecting them?"
The dead? I just took away a head and haven't refined it into anything else! Compared to you, we are already kind enough, at least we haven't used your corpse to make anything." Yu Wenzhou
Yuan said with a sneer, paused, and continued: "It seems that you think I am too tolerant and that I am easy to bully, right? In this case, next time, we will not hold back any more, as long as we kill
We will definitely refine the masters of the Scale Horn Tribe into weapons, and then use those weapons to deal with you Scale Horn Tribe people."
Hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, the master of the late True Saint's peak looked extremely ugly. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. After holding it for a long time, he said with a ferocious expression: "You lowly people
How can the human race compare with us, the Scale Horns? We use the bones of the younger generation of masters from your Dragon Alliance, which is a gift to them."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the younger generation of experts from the Scale Horn Clan showed contempt. This kind of words can be said in private. No one expected that he would say it now. Isn't this amplifying the conflict? The other four
The master of the late True Saint stage shook his head, expressing his sorrow.
"Hahaha, you opened your mouth to say that our human race is low. I don't think you are noble enough. Any kind of person will say what kind of things. Just because you are low and vulgar, what you say is also low and vulgar. You don't even know.
I have practiced for tens of thousands of years before reaching the peak of the late True Saint stage, and I don’t know how to be ashamed." Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered.
After a pause, Yuwen Zhouyuan continued: "If you feel unhappy, you can come to me for a fight at any time. I will accompany you. I will let you know that even if you are many, many times older than me, you are not mine.
opponent."
"Okay, I will fight you, and I will show you the power of the older generation of masters. Our cultivation that has accumulated for tens of thousands of years is not comparable to that of a young boy like you who has only practiced for decades.
I don’t mind if a genius from your human dragon alliance dies.” The expert at the peak of the late True Saint stage stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said, his voice loud and resounding in all directions.
Although he felt that Yuwen Zhouyuan was extremely extraordinary and always gave him an extremely dangerous aura, which made him fearful, the clay figurine was still a bit rustic. He was challenged by Yuwen Zhouyuan twice in a row. If he still didn't agree, then
He becomes a coward and will leave a bad impression in the minds of other Scale-Horn masters.
After hearing these words, everyone in the Scale Horn clan became quiet and turned their attention to this master who was at the peak of the late True Saint period. Their eyes flashed with excitement, as if they wanted to see how a real master would fight.
boom!
The aura of the peak master of the late stage True Saint from the Scale Horn tribe exploded with such force that the space above his head almost condensed into substance, like a beam of aura light that shot straight into the sky and penetrated the sun and the moon.
His body rose slowly and stood in the void. The black air was billowing and overwhelming. It was like the devil came to the world. His eyes were cold and he looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with murderous intent in his eyes. He didn't mind directly killing Yuwen Zhouyuan on the spot.
, dealt a heavy blow to the Dragon Alliance. If he could kill Yuwen Zhouyuan, then he would have done a great service, and the Scale Horn clan members who had complained about him just now would also like him.
"I don't mind if you lose one senior from the Scale Horn Clan." Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly. As soon as his voice fell, the figure on the seat on the top of the wooden loft disappeared and appeared in the void in an instant.
Even though the expert from the Scale Horn clan stood higher than Yuwen Zhouyuan and showed a condescending posture, he still felt that he was inferior to Yuwen Zhouyuan for some reason. This was an inexplicable feeling.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes dull, as if he was the king who ruled this space, but he was just a prince, born to be inferior to others.
"Since you are so anxious to seek death, then I will help you." This expert from the Scale Horn Tribe, who is at the peak of the late True Saint period, stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said fiercely.
After speaking, he stretched out his hands, and billowing black energy surged out from his hands. His hands drew a quarter of an arc in the void, and then merged together.
Energy surges between the sky and the earth, and black energy floats towards Yuwen Zhouyuan. The powerful black energy seems to be woven into a cocoon, imprisoning Yuwen Zhouyuan within it.
Seeing these black auras, Yuwen Zhouyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Well done! But it's not certain who will die!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan stood in the void and did not move at all, letting the black energy wrap around him, as if he didn't care about the black energy at all.
Strands of black energy condensed into extremely tough silk threads. These threads surrounded Yuwen Zhouyuan, and in a blink of an eye, they weaved into a large cocoon, completely wrapping Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Perhaps because of the newly formed large cocoon, Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure can still be vaguely seen from the outside. As the black energy surges, the large cocoon becomes stronger and stronger. From a distance, it looks like a
It's a dark oval solid ball, and you can't even see what's inside.
"I thought there would be a fight between dragons and tigers, but I didn't expect the battle would be over so soon."
"That's right! The deputy leader of the human race, Yuwen, is too trusting. This is the end of his arrogance. Once he is wrapped up, it's over. It's even harder to break free."
"Seeing the death of a talented person, I feel very sad in my heart, even though he is a human being."
Seeing this scene, the surrounding Scale-Horn tribesmen were talking a lot. Some people showed regret in their eyes, and some people clapped their hands and applauded. If such a strong young master of Xiliang really died, then what would happen to their Scale-Horn tribe?
It's very beneficial.
"Do you think he can break through the confinement of the Demonic Cocoon?" A master from the Scale Horn Clan who was at the peak of the late True Saint stage asked the person next to him.
"I'm afraid not. In the same realm, it is impossible for anyone to break through it. There was still a chance at the beginning, but as the strength increased, the chance became slimmer." The master shook his head and said, he did not think Yu Wenzhou
Yuan was able to break through the large cocoon of black energy.
"Maybe!" The expert smiled slightly, and his smile seemed a little unpredictable.
At this time, the expressions of the ten younger masters of the Dragon League changed. Even the two masters who were at the peak of the late True Saint stage were looking at this scene with worry, fearing that Yuwen Zhouyuan really couldn't be broken. If that happened,
This trip to the Scale Horn Clan may have really resulted in heavy losses.
Without Yu Wen Zhou Yuan, I'm afraid those Scale Horns won't be able to abide by the rules for a battle between masters of the same level. By that time, they will probably all die.
It can be said that the safety of Yuwen Zhouyuan is extremely important now, and it will affect the results of this trip to the Scale Horn Clan. Once it fails, the losses will be immeasurable.
"Dong dong dong..." Bursts of dull sounds came from the magic cocoon, as if Yuwen Zhouyuan was working hard to break open the magic cocoon.
Although the sound was like bells and drums, the magic cocoon only shook and there was no sign of breaking.
"Hahaha... How can you break open my magic cocoon? What kind of genius is going to die in my hands? Yuwen Zhouyuan, just wait for your death slowly!" Fighting with Yuwen Zhouyuan
The peak master of the late True Saint stage laughed wildly and said.
At this time, he felt extremely comfortable in his heart. Yuwen Zhouyuan, who had just taken advantage of his words and forced him to step down, was actually imprisoned in a magic cocoon by him. Now he can't break the magic cocoon. This indicates that
Chu Yuwen Zhouyuan had fallen into his hands, how could he not be happy in the face of such a situation.
"It seems that there is really no way to save it. A generation of genius is going to die because of his carelessness. His life has not yet reached its most brilliant moment." Some people sighed, as if it was because they could not meet a powerful person.
Rise and lament.
"Enjoy the feeling of being imprisoned! Yuwen Zhouyuan." The master of the late stage True Saint of the Scale Horns said arrogantly. At this time, he had an arrogant aura, as if Yuwen Zhouyuan was imprisoned.
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"Use my demonic fire to refine your body and turn it into ashes."
"Use my demonic fire to refine your soul, and your soul will fly away."
"Use my demonic fire to refine the gods and destroy the world."
The strong man from the Scale Horn clan sang loudly, and his voice contained a kind of magic power, which seemed to resonate with the world. All the black air around the cocoon turned into black flames, as if it was going to burn the cocoon into nothingness.
This powerful refining attack method not only turns the body of the person in the cocoon to ashes, but also the soul and the last trace of the mark disappear. It can be said that after the cocoon disappears, the cocoon will
The people inside also disappeared, as if they had never appeared in this world.
"It seems that I guessed it right. He is indeed going to die." The expert from the Scale Horn Clan who was at the peak of the late True Saint stage said, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.
"Despite this, I still feel that something is wrong." Another peak master of the late True Saint stage of the Scale Horn tribe said.
"If there's anything wrong, it's because you're overthinking it," another person said.
"Maybe!" the man said.
In the vast void, the master of the Scale Horn Clan stood proudly, as if the devil had come to this world, with peerless fierceness. There was a smile in his eyes, like a winner. In his eyes, Yuwen Zhouyuan was no longer saved, and was destroyed by the devil.
If the cocoon cannot be broken, it will surely turn into nothingness in the demonic fire.
The demonic fire was raging, and the entire black cocoon burned. The whole space seemed to be burning, and everyone around them felt the scorching breath.
"Duanmu Can, you know flames best. Under that kind of flame, will Deputy Leader Yuwen really turn into nothingness?" Che Jian'an looked at the burning black flames, showing a trace of worry, and then turned his gaze
He threw himself at Duanmu Can.
"Yes, that is not an ordinary flame, that is the fire of rules, burning everywhere." Duanmu Can said with a heavy expression.
Although some of their families have conflicts with Yuwen Zhouyuan, they still don't want to see Yuwen Zhouyuan fall, because that would be a huge loss to the Dragon Alliance.