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Chapter two hundred and seventy-four lock the sky, do not talk about martial arts

In front of the arena.

Saint Fuhai frowned. The four great human-dragon families were the absolute masters of this world sea. Even the eight tribes of Yunkong Island existed in dependence on the four great human-dragon families.

But at this time, right and wrong were already very clear. When he spoke at this time, the old sage had an ominous premonition that something was going to happen.

Soon, the slender figure behind the glazed crystal wall appeared in front of everyone.

The leader was a young man with gorgeous silver hair, a heroic figure, and a silver battle suit. His temperament was too sacred and transcendent. His whole body shone with a glimmer of light from the inside out, and his white cloud boots

Stepping on the air is like walking on flat ground, with clouds accompanying it.

In comparison, the few young men and women following behind them are much inferior. Even so, these few people are second to none in terms of temperament and appearance, and the faint life energy they exude is not even as good as that of the most powerful divisions.

His direct descendants are a bit weaker.

"Nanhai Ao family, which prince is this?"

Some people murmured that several princes or dragon girls from the dragon family were born extraordinary and had towering heads. When they were young, most of them began to walk around the world sea, and even fought outside the dragon gate. They were famous in the land of the world sea. Although the one in front of him looked like

He has an extraordinary and holy temperament, but many people are not familiar with him.

"This is Ao Yu, the third prince of the Ao family in Nanhai."

One of the few young men and women who followed said calmly, looking around in all directions. There was a sense of loneliness and loneliness in his tone, and he was like a dragon that had lived in heaven for a long time, overlooking the world.

"Third Prince Ao Yu!"

"I've heard something about him, but he doesn't often walk in the boundary sea and rarely takes any action. He seems to be a young saint."

"Before the Starry Sky Martial Arts Conference, among the several princes and dragon girls, it seems that I have never heard of this one..."

Some holy figures transmitted messages to each other, showing expressions of contemplation. Even if the Starry Sky Martial Arts Conference is over now, it is still time for the battle between the Infinite Star Sea and the Holy King Mountains. The same generation competes to prove the Tao and the Dharma. The true strong men of the younger generation should not

Returning so early, of course, the young Saint Locking Heaven seems to be an alien.

"What does the Third Prince want to say?"

The old saint's tone was a little dissatisfied, but he was not timid at all. The saints of the Fu family around him felt itchy on their backs, and their breath was stuck in their throats. This was the third prince of the Ao family of Nanhai, the true direct descendant of the king, the Dragon King.

Although the Fu family is strong as a parent and son, it still depends on how it compares. Not to mention that the old patriarch is old and there is no saint to succeed the Fu family at the moment. Offending a Dragon King parent and son at this time is obviously not a wise choice.

But who is Saint Fuhai? They are very sure about the temperament of this old patriarch. If he is really angry, he may dare to take action against Supreme... It is not that he has not done it in the past... So that time, several people were killed

The Holy Spirit was carried back from outside the Dragon Gate. Unless the Dragon King of the Four Seas thought of his merits and took action to expel the Supreme Will, he would probably not be able to survive.

"Even a saint cannot disrespect the prince of our clan. No one dares to question the decision of the Renlong family."

Behind the Third Prince Ao Yu, the person who had spoken before said again, with a slightly cold tone. An old saint who was about to die dared to show his face in public.

"Don't be presumptuous." At this time, the third prince Ao Yu spoke, "The achievements of Saint Fuhai should not be insulted lightly."

"yes."

He is also a young saint from the Ao family in Nanhai. At this time, he immediately showed a respectful look, stepped back half a step, and said no more. He could not see the slightest intention of going against his will, and could not see the slightest intention of competing. This kind of pattern could not help but make some people laugh.

The elder looked solemn, and when he looked at the third prince, his eyes became a little more solemn.

In Jiehai, identity and bloodline are important, but cultivation and combat prowess are even more benchmarks.

To make a young saint with an extraordinary background lose his will to compete, there must be an insurmountable gap between them.

In front of the arena, the faces of several Fu family saints turned pale. Although the old patriarch had a fiery temperament and was unwilling to judge the situation, he was still the saint of his Fu family. For thousands of years, he had shed his blood on this ancient road.

He still can't get respect, even from the human-dragon family.

At this time, the third prince of the Ao family of Nanhai looked at the saint Fuhai, his tone was still calm and graceful: "The human blood pill can be burned, but the enlightenment pill needs to be kept."

Enlightenment Pill!

Saint Fuhai raised his eyebrows, he really came here for the Enlightenment Pill.

The eyes of all the saints were also flashing. Just now, the blood energy was overwhelming. Although the Enlightenment Pill was restrained in order, there was still blood energy coming out. It was obviously not a supreme elixir that was condensed normally. It might not be as good as the one made by a real peerless king.

, is also rare in the world, but with the Fuhai Saint and the Suotian successor here, no one dares to speak under the eyes of everyone.

Now, the third prince of the Ao family in Nanhai spoke, and the silent hearts of some sacred figures revived again.

"The blood-stained Great Pill, even if it is the Fruit of Order, still flows with the battle blood of the sages. If you evolve towards the supreme realm in this way, you may feel at ease." Sage Fuhai said solemnly.

"Inheriting the blood and tears of the sages can truly make the best use of everything. It can also be regarded as inheriting the legacy of the sages." The third prince Ao Yu shook his head and said.

"Is the Third Prince determined to do this?"

"Why should the saint of Fuhai be so persistent? Don't let the bones and blood of the sages flow in vain."

Yunkong Palace fell into silence, and the saints felt the increasingly hot atmosphere. At this moment, neither the Fuhai Saint nor the third prince of the Ao family in the South China Sea spoke anymore. The will of both of them could not be shaken. They spoke concisely and concisely. This kind of

Silence is the most dangerous thing in the eyes of the saints.

laugh!

At this moment, there was a clear burning sound, accompanied by bursts of thick rust smell, and everyone couldn't help but look at the blazing glazed fire on the Luobao platform.

What a terrifying Dao Fire. This kind of light aura is probably purer than the gods.

The nearly transparent flame, glowing with a faint stone brilliance, has a feeling of returning to nature, and it is worthy of being in the realm of a saint.

etc!

"Enlightenment Pill!"

Someone exclaimed and looked at Su Qinian in front of the arena. Are all of the Suotian lineage so ungrateful to martial ethics?

"How dare you burn!"

A head of silver hair stirred, and the third prince Ao Yu raised his sword eyebrows. His originally graceful tone suddenly became as sharp as a sword, and silver ripples spread around his body, covering the entire Yunkongque.

The void suddenly stopped, and the entire Yunkong Palace seemed to be plunged into a sea of ​​silver stars. Every figure, and even every breath, was stagnant.

Even the Saint of Fuhai is like an insect that has just been trapped in the rosin. Although it is slowly squirming, it can never break free.

On the falling treasure platform, the glazed fire was burning brightly and the flames were swaying.

"Time Law!"

The silver suit moved huntingly, and the third prince Ao Yu raised a hand, and the falling treasure platform seemed to teleport and appeared under his palm. A simple silver light suddenly appeared on several jade bottles, and the glazed fire was

At the same time, the third prince's eyes were as bright as a sword, and his other hand was raised at the same time, and a palm fell towards Su Qiniangai.


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