Chapter 3185 The true phoenix evaluates the dragon, the geniuses gather together

Wu Huang thought for a long time before he dropped the black stone in his hand on the chessboard. The girl in purple did not hesitate. She held a white stone in her hand and dropped it again without thinking, putting Wu Huang in trouble.

This purple-clothed girl is none other than Wu Huang's younger sister Wu Yao, one of the great Wu Dragons and Phoenixes. She has a picturesque appearance, and her skin is as crystal clear as snow. There is also a bit of dazzling red between her eyebrows, but it does not affect her beauty. On the contrary, it gave her a sense of charming beauty. A pair of phoenix eyes were narrow and enchanting. They narrowed slightly and exuded a majestic and noble aura, like a nine-day phoenix, which was indescribably noble. A strange feeling.

Wu Yao's black hair is long and supple, hanging down along her graceful waist and landing on her jade feet. She is like the Milky Way pouring from the nine heavens, mysterious and dreamy, charming all living beings. She is a peerless beauty who has captivated the country and the city.

"I will leave for the Holy Relics tomorrow!"

"I'm different from you. Without your luck, I can reach the sky in one step. I still need to fight for it!"

There was a bit of envy and sourness in Wu Huang's words, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes as he stared at the purple-clothed girl opposite him, with greed hidden in his eyes.

"Everyone has his own fate, don't force it! If you can get the good fortune in the Holy Land, you may not be worse than me!"

Wu Yao had long been accustomed to looking at Wu Huang covetously, and she was secretly angry in her heart, but there was nothing unusual about her beautiful face, and she spoke in a very calm tone.

Wu Huang once again dropped the sunspot in his hand, and what was greeted by Wu Yao was still Wu Yao's unthinking move, which made him frown slightly and show a bit of anger on his face. In front of this girl, his wisdom, qualifications, Luck, chance, and luck were not as good as Wu Yao's, and he was at a disadvantage in every aspect, which gave him a strong desire to conquer.

"The creation of the Holy Land is already in my possession, who can compete with me!"

Wu Huang said this very domineeringly. A golden dragon appeared faintly behind him and let out a faint dragon roar. It was noble and majestic and awe-inspiring. He took away one third of the holy dragon's luck. The python has turned into a real dragon. Dragon, qualifications, and luck are all top-notch in the vast continent, and few of the younger generation can match them.

Wu Huang is qualified to say this. He is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of the Tianguan realm. He once killed a strong man in the Taichu realm with his own strength, without using any external objects. This kind of cultivation is definitely the best among the young generation in the vast continent. No wonder he is so arrogant and arrogant.

"If a person is too arrogant, he will suffer big losses in the end. There are still many people in the vast continent whose cultivation is not weaker than yours!"

Wu Yao disagreed with Wu Huang's arrogant words. She devoured two-thirds of the Holy Dragon's luck. Her qualifications and luck were better than Wu Huang's. Her cultivation strength has entered the Taichu realm. She has By great opportunity, he had been spotted by a super sect in Hunyuantian and accepted him as a disciple. Even Wu Huang was very jealous and envious.

"Today's young generation in the vast continent can be said to be an unprecedented golden generation. Among them, the proud ones are so powerful that even I don't dare to underestimate them. They need to be treated with caution!"

The white piece in Wu Yao's hand fell again, and he ate a large piece of the black piece that Wu Huang had dropped after thinking hard, and continued with a calm expression.

"The blind man from the Sword Dynasty who stabbed himself in both eyes just to practice his sword."

"The little princess who controls all the beasts in the Ten Thousand Beasts Dynasty."

"The little King of Hell from the Yama Sect, the martial arts idiot from the Ning family, and the witch from the Zuoqiu family."

"These people are the proud sons of heaven who have been trained by all the major forces for the sake of the Holy Land. They are not good people. You may not have much advantage."

"It's just a pity. I originally wanted to stay and compete with them, but now it seems I have no chance. I can only wait and compete again in the future!"

Wu Yao held her chin with one hand, a burning fighting spirit flashed through her black and white phoenix eyes, and the phantom of the phoenix appeared faintly behind her. A phoenix cry resounded throughout the nine heavens, and a powerful aura rose up in her body and spread, Wu Huang couldn't help but take a breath, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

Wu Yao is obviously a woman, but the fighting spirit and domineering spirit exuded from her body are no weaker than any man in the world, and her style and demeanor are even better than Wu Huang. If she were a man, she would probably have to change her position as the crown prince of the Wu Dynasty. Now that she is dead, Wu Huang is not qualified to compete with her for the throne.

Wu Huang's handsome and domineering face showed a bit of dissatisfaction, his brows were furrowed into a knot, and the black piece in his hand fell heavily on the chessboard, making a clear and loud sound, and the flash in his eyes became even hotter. The light in his heart made the unknown thoughts in his heart even more restless.

"The second prophecy of the clan is really unreasonable and nonsense!"

The first prophecy of the Wu family was that the python would swallow the dragon and the great Wu would rise. It was only more than ten years ago that the fate of swallowing the holy dragon was seized. This prophecy was also known to many people in the Zhou and Wu dynasties.

However, the Wu family has a second prophecy that few people know, which is that if the phoenix does not see the dragon, the warrior will perish.

"You and I are born as compatriots, why can't we see each other?"

Wu Huang showed a look of disapproval on his face and raised his voice slightly. He had a strange thought for his compatriot sister, so he was very disgusted with this prophecy and raised questions.

"The dragon may not be talking about you!"

Wu Yao's expression was light, her fingers were slender and as soft as boneless. She held a white jade chess piece between her middle finger and index finger. The warm and delicate chess piece was not as white as catkins. Such flawless catkins attracted Wu Huang's eyes and made her frown. Frowning lightly, there was a faint murderous intention brewing in his heart, and he seemed to have an urge to kill his brother in front of him immediately.

"boom!"

In the pavilion, Wu Huang was furious, and a violent source of energy surged out, turning the chessboard in front of him into powder. The terrifying momentum spread, making the maids and guards outside the pavilion tremble with fear, and they quickly knelt down on the ground. If you dare to make a sound, you can hear a pin drop, it's very quiet.

Wu Huang was extremely scheming and could not express his emotions or anger. He had never been so angry before. His face was extremely gloomy, and there seemed to be flashes of anger in his eyes. He stared at Wu Yao, and his voice sounded like it was coming from the Nine Nether Hell. Come and question.

"Wu Yao, what do you mean by this? Apart from me, is there any real dragon in the vast continent?"

"No one can match you except me!"

The dragon and the phoenix have been famous since ancient times. Wu Yao is a true phoenix, and Wu Huang is naturally a true dragon. His Royal Highness Prince Wu will never allow anyone to threaten his status and destiny, and he will never allow Wu Yao to leave him.

Wu Yao glanced at the chessboard that had turned into powder, and her pink and crystal clear lips curled up slightly, seemingly with a bit of disdain. Her graceful figure moved back slightly, with a faint smile on her face. This smile was so He was indifferent, with a strange brilliance shining in his phoenix eyes, and he spoke with incomparable indifference.

"Even if you destroy the chessboard, you have lost this game, so there is no need to be so angry!"

As soon as these words came out, the violent Origin Qi in the attic stagnated slightly, Wu Huang's powerful aura restrained, and his handsome face showed a bit of embarrassment and aggrievedness.

"I heard that some interesting things happened in Great Zhou. The useless dragon seems to have risen again. He just used the Zhan Puppet Sect's treasure to kill Wang Chaotian in the Qi Nourishing Realm. It's really amazing!"

When Wu Huang heard this, his face turned a little darker, his gloomy eyes flickered, and there was a bit of icy chill in the corner of his mouth as he said.

"It's nothing to worry about in the Qi-nurturing realm! He just relied on the battle puppets in the Taichu realm to reach this point. If he faces me, he can be killed with one move!"

Wu Huang was arrogant, arrogant, and thought he was superior to others. He looked down on Zhou Yuan at all, thinking that Zhou Yuan was just a fake dragon, a container of the Holy Dragon's luck, and that he was the real dragon in the vast continent. Although Da Zhou survived the disaster this time, he still didn't take it to heart, thinking that Zhou Yuan was just an ant, without any threat, and would not have any impact on him at all.

Hearing this, Wu Yao was noncommittal. Regardless of whether Zhou Yuan was a decommissioned dragon or a holy dragon, even if Zhou Yuan rose again, she could still knock him into dust. This was the domineering and pride in her bones, as well as her cultivation of her own strength. For confidence.

"Maybe you are right, maybe you are wrong, it doesn't matter to me. I am confident that I am not weaker than anyone else!"

Compared to Wu Huang's arrogance, Wu Yao is more confident. She is not afraid of Zhou Yuan, nor will she despise Zhou Yuan. All she thinks about is to strengthen herself, and nothing else can be relied on. Only her cultivation strength is her own. As long as she keeps moving forward, even if Zhou Yuan rises again and turns into a holy dragon, he will not be able to do anything to her.

"Ignoring Zhou Yuan for now, I heard that this time there was another Xiao Yuanyan who single-handedly killed Lin Nian, a strong man in the second level of Taichu Realm, with one sword. Is he considered a true dragon?"

A look of interest flashed across Wu Yao's eyes, and there was a faint fighting spirit emanating from her body. Although she had been promoted to the Taichu realm, she still did not dare to underestimate others.

Although Wu Yao looked down upon Wu Huang's strength, he had to admit that he was definitely a proud man of heaven who could kill Taichu with his Tianguan realm cultivation and few people could match him.

Wu Huang was a genius cultivated by the Great Wu Dynasty with all their efforts. It was reasonable to be able to do this. However, Xiao Yuanyan from the Great Zhou Dynasty was born as a commoner and did not have any training resources. How he was able to do this was simply too great. It was amazing, even Wu Yao was amazed.

"Xiao Yuanyan? He is just a commoner, a poor and humble person. How can he be compared with me!"

Wu Huang was unruly, with a look of disdain on his handsome face. Even though Xiao Yuanyan, who was born as a commoner, was as talented and qualified as him, he had no support from a big force behind him, lacked training resources, and source qi skills, even with his current cultivation level. If he tries hard, he will inevitably fall behind him in the future. The two are not in the same class at all and will not pose any threat to him.

Hearing this, Wu Yao shook her head slightly. Regarding Xiao Yuanyan, she and Wu Huang had completely opposite views. Xiao Yuanyan, who did not practice resource skills, was actually not weaker than Wu Huang at this age. He will definitely shine in the future, and some are super sects. If you are willing to train him, your achievements in the future will definitely surpass Wu Huang, the great prince who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

"Wu Huang, let me give you one last piece of advice. Don't think that just because you have the luck of a true dragon, you can be arrogant and ignore a genius like Xiao Yuanyan who comes from a humble background. The fact that he can reach this point without any training resources shows that he has The talent and qualifications are better than yours, and sooner or later you will shine, and your future achievements will be limitless!"

Wu Yao's face showed a bit of sadness. She placed the Bai Zi in her hand into the white jade urn beside her. She took a deep look at Wu Huang. The few family ties left in her heart were constantly being depleted. Maybe the family ties were being depleted. When she is exhausted, she will take action to teach her dirty-minded brother a lesson.

"Wu Huang, you'd better put away your arrogance and arrogance, otherwise, you will pay a heavy price for this one day!"

"Wu Yao, you underestimate me, Wu Huang. I am the real dragon. No one in the younger generation can walk side by side with me except you!"

Wu Huang was still unruly. He waved his hand and was indifferent to Wu Yao's words of persuasion. The arrogance and arrogance in his heart had made him dizzy. He looked down on everyone. He thought he was the most talented person in the vast continent, and everyone else was just a clown. , not worth mentioning.

Wu Yao let out a breath and felt a little tired. She and Wu Huang really couldn't communicate, so she stopped wasting energy and said helplessly.

"You should go back and be prepared to go to the Holy Relics Land! I will also leave Dawu and go to the sect after tomorrow. I don't know when I will see you next time!"

"Wu Yao, I will let you know that I am the real dragon. In this world, only you and me are the best match."

Wu Huang's eyes flashed with hot light, as if he wanted to eat Wu Yao alive, and he said with confidence.

The only family affection in Wu Yao's heart was lost again, murderous intention gradually rose, her phoenix eyes slowly closed, and she no longer paid attention to the other party.

Wu Huang's eyes were hot, and he looked at Wu Yao greedily, and finally turned around and left. He walked like a dragon and a tiger, with a domineering and majestic look, which made people feel the strong self-confidence in his heart.

Wu Yao slowly opened her eyes when she heard the footsteps fading away in her ears. A wisp of murderous intent dissipated. Then she turned her head and looked in the direction of Dazhou City, with a strange look on her face, and murmured to herself.

"The Holy Dragon of the Zhou Family, although I borrowed your luck, I am somewhat unreasonable. However, this world is naturally dominated by the weak and the strong. If you are just useless, then that's it. If you can really get up again, then I will eat you again. !”

Wu Yao's face showed a cold expression, and she licked the crystal red breasts with her pink tongue. There was a strange light shining in her phoenix eyes, which made people feel a bit chilly.

"But what about Xiao Yuanyan? According to my investigation, he was born at the same time as us, and his cultivation level is not weaker than mine. What is his origin?"

A look of confusion appeared on the beautiful and flawless face. Generally speaking, heaven's favored children will have visions when they are born, but Xiao Yuanyan is an exception. No one knows what visions he had when he was born.

The next day, in front of the main hall of the Dawu Palace, all the ministers and generals looked up at the sky. A majestic red source of energy rose into the sky, like a bright sun, exuding a blazing aura, and even the air was burned and distorted.

"Congratulations to Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"I wish the prince a victorious return!"

A slender figure stood in the void with hands behind his hands, with a stern expression and a towering head. Wu Huang ignored the ministers and generals below and looked at a certain palace, hot and greedy.

"Wu Yao, I will prove to you who is the real dragon!"

In the Sword Dynasty, a tall figure walked out from a towering solitary peak. He was wearing a gray robe and carrying a black sword on his back. The black sword was simple and without any edge, but it had an astonishing sword energy emanating from it. As they passed by, the stones on the ground cracked one after another, and the fractures were extremely smooth, like a bright mirror.

This was a young man with a handsome appearance. His eyes were covered by a piece of black cloth. He slowly raised his head and looked in an extremely distant direction. The sharp aura on his body was even sharper. His blind eyes did not affect his actions. He even You can see it more clearly and profoundly than ordinary people.

"I'm here in the Holy Land. I hope to meet an opponent that makes me happy. The sword can only become sharper after being sharpened. I can't wait!"

The black sword carried behind the young man's back trembled slightly and made a clanging sound. He seemed to agree with his words and couldn't wait to take it out of its sheath and compete with the geniuses of the vast continent.

In the Kingdom of Beasts, a huge winged beast flapped its wings and soared into the sky. The girl knelt on it. She had long green hair, cunning eyes, and an eccentric spirit. On her tender shoulders, an ice blue The colorful bird was beating happily and making chirping sounds, but there was boundless coldness in its eyes.

"Hehe, Xiaohan, we can finally go out and play!"

The girl touched the bird, her little face was full of excitement and innocence, she was still a child who had not grown up.

"I hope I can meet some strong opponents this time, otherwise it will be too boring!"

The girl smiled and patted the winged beast under her body. A roar sounded, the giant beast's wings vibrated, its speed increased sharply, and Yufeng flew away.

In the Ning family's martial arts field, a young man was tall and strong, like an iron tower. He waved out his fists, and the origin energy was violent, knocking away seven or eight figures, and stopped in the middle of the martial arts field. His eyes were filled with disappointment. Looking at the people staggering around, he said angrily.

"You are too weak and it is really boring. Tell my father that I am going to the Holy Land. There should be many interesting opponents there!"

After saying that, the figure like a lion and a violent ape stamped the ground with its soles, cracks appeared and spread, the figure burst out, and disappeared in an instant.

In the north of the vast continent, from the Zuoqiu family, a girl is wearing a black robe, with a hot figure, bulging front and back, skin as white as snow, as tender as gelatin, beautiful appearance, with a charming smile on her face, like a fairy, murmuring Said to himself.

"Is it the holy place? There should be many outstanding men. I must find a right man this time!"

"Miss, the master of the house has asked you to win the great fortune!"

Hearing this, the pretty face of the little maid on the side showed an anxious look, and she quickly reminded her.

"Hehe, how can great fortune be compared to a wishful husband!"

The fairy-like girl waved her hands, with a somewhat impatient expression on her face. Her bumpy body twisted like a ghost. Her figure sometimes appeared, sometimes disappeared, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

A mountain shrouded in gloom, a group of people walking stiffly on the path, all green, with empty eyes and lifeless eyes, were carrying a large sedan with a white body and red ghost face patterns, exuding an eerie and strange atmosphere.

The mountain wind blew by, rolling up the sedan curtain, revealing a young face, extremely pale, with gray eyes, surrounded by the aura of death, which was strange and spooky, making people frightened.

"The King of Hell is on his way, the living should avoid it!"

A cold and cold voice came out from the mouths of a line of sedan bearers who looked like living dead. The voice was cold and dull. Hundreds of ghosts carried the sedan chair, and the living people retreated.