Chapter 533: Yi Yuanyang

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Ange Tailong is full of the king's demeanor, smiles and reaches for a finger.
The one of the Truths of the Truth directly swallowed the Abyssal Demon, the Void, and the Evil Giant, and then descended from the sky and directly suppressed the light of the Sun Golden Flame.
A huge abyssal dragon dragon, which was evolved from the power of the secret treasure, bites a bite, and swallows the sun golden flame directly.
Countless Sun Jinyan broke out and burned the huge abyssal dragon dragon.
The endless abyss of the apocalypse erupted from the abyssal dragon dragon faucet, still unable to destroy the sun golden flame.
The law of the space was surging, and a hollow claw suddenly emerged from the abyss of the abyss, holding a group of sun gold flames randomly thrown to the side, and hardly breaking the sun and golden flames of nothing. go with.
A space volatility surged, and that one of the truth emperors printed through the void to hit the top of Yi Yuanyang, just like a Taishan mountain with a hegemonic power to directly suppress Yi Yuanyang.
"Sun Golden Flame!!"
Yi Yuanyang's eyes were condensed, and he reached out and pointed out that countless sun golden flames suddenly burst into flames, turning into a torrent of flames, sweeping toward the truth.
An abyssal dragon dragon faucet emerged from the emperor's emperor's seal. Zhangkou squirted, and an abyss with a deep abyss breathed in the sun's golden flame, and the hard-boiled blasted the sun golden flame. .
The giant hand of a sinister giant grabbed a mace containing the law of force and flew out of the emperor's seal. He slammed it directly toward Yi Yuanyang.
"Wind and water, the of inflammation!!"
Yi Yuanyang screamed fiercely, the elements of the wind and fire water were transformed, and the Sun Jinyan madly flew, and one fell on his body. Condensation formed a set of flaming gods that burned countless flames. He reached for a shot, countless flames flew, and formed a huge flame giant to shoot in the sky.
The huge incomparable mace slammed into the flame giant and smashed the flame giant directly.
Numerous black and white chains were smothered from the seal of the Truth, and almost instantly smashed on the body of Yi Yuanyang.
The black ink chain is the devil chain, which can penetrate the soul of the warlock. Crack countless spells. Even the sundial warlock was penetrated by the demon chain. It will also be directly suppressed and sealed with all life forces, and life and death will not be controlled by itself.
The innumerable black and white chain of the devil's chain was stabbed in the sacred sacredness of Yi Yuanyang, and immediately rang the sound of Ziz, and was burned to ash one by one.
The truth of the emperor's seal was in the blink of an eye as a meteor instantly slammed into Yi Yuanyang's body.
The sorcerer's sorrow of the body of Yi Yuanyang was split in an instant, and Yi Yuanyang directly spewed a large mouth of blood, and was directly suppressed by the party's truth emperor. Do not move.
Numerous black chains are entangled in Yi Yuanyang's body. Completely sealed all his power.
Yi Yuanyang face like a dead gray bite: "I lost,!"
Ange Tailong reached out and made a trick, and the truth of the emperor instantly flew into his hands, a smile: "concession!!"
As the most outstanding warlock genius in the Western main world, Ange Tailong has a deep understanding of the cultural etiquette and customs of the Eastern Lord's world. He even knows more about the culture and etiquette of the Eastern Lord's world than many human warlocks in the Eastern Lord's world. Proficient in the Eastern and Western masters of the world's aristocratic ceremonies, extraordinary.
Yi Yuanyang took a deep look at Ange Tailong. From the ground up, the figure swayed slightly. I left the arena.
"Ange Tyrone, you are the best!!"
"Ange Tyrone, I love you!!"
"Taiyi Son, but this is not the case!! It is not defeated in the hands of our Ang Tallon of the Bailun Dynasty!!"
"What sorcerer geniuses do you have in the Great Cloud Dynasty, go up. We will defeat them all by Angkorron of the Gullung Dynasty!!"
"..."
From outside the arena, hundreds of warlock geniuses from the Western main world sent out a huge cheer. The voices of cynicism are also heard from the genius of the warlords in the Western world.
The Warlock geniuses of the Great Cloud Dynasty were very ugly, and their eyes were concentrated on the Holy Spirit, the Holy Lotus, the White Lady, the Zhang Zhikui, the Mou of the Beast, the Zhao Xingchen of the Star River, and the Moon. The Zhang Yiqiao of the school, the Jinwu of the corpse, the cold moon of Wan Xuemen, and the Shangguanxing of the Shangguan family from the Eight Great Family, the Nangong of the Nangong family, the Shen Tuxiong of the Shentu family, and the Jiang Lie of the Jiang family. Wang Zi's prince ink, Zhao's Zhao Mingfeng, Song's Song Zixi, Jiang's Jiang Xin and others.
These are the geniuses of the strongest starry warlock ranks on the bright side of the Great Cloud Dynasty. Each shot can counter the strong presence of the early warlocks. Only they are staring at the Ange Tyrone in the arena, flashing a dignified color in each of them, but no one intends to enter the arena, fight with Ange Tyrone.
Ange Tailong stood in the middle of the arena, smiled a little, full of self-confidence and tyrants, eyes like a star: "At the next Ange Tailong, here to challenge the great genius of the great cloud dynasty. Please give me a shot. defeat!"
"The Holy Devil goes to defeat him!!"
"Zhang Zhikui, kill the Ange Tyrone!!"
"..."
The sounds of urging came from the warlock geniuses of the great cloud dynasty. The Warlock geniuses of the Great Cloud Dynasty longed for the 16 sorcerers who were at the apex of the Great Cloud Dynasty to defeat Ange Tyrone and win the honor of the Great Cloud Dynasty.
Although the human warlocks of the Eastern Lord's world and the human warlocks of the Western main world cannot be said to be incompatible with each other, they are equally competitive in all aspects.
Before the birth of the Lord of the Morning, the Eighth Warlock Dynasty, the human warlock of the Eastern World was always proud. He believed that the warlocks in the world except the human master of the Eastern World were barbarians.
If the human warlocks of the non-Western world have also given birth to several great sacred powers, and those great saints have followed the previous warlock emperors to create one brilliant sorcerer dynasty, the Western main world has long been A foothold.
After the birth of the Lord of the Morning, the human warlock world slowly shifted from the Eastern main world to the Western main world. In modern times, the warlock civilization of the Western main world has not been weaker than the eastern main world. Under such circumstances, the warlock geniuses of the Great Cloud Dynasty naturally did not want to be suppressed by the geniuses of the Western main world.
The sixteen warlocks who carried the hopes of the great dynasty warriors genius were silent, quietly watching Ange Tailong in the arena, and the eyes were flashing with incomparable dignified colors.
The sixteen warlocks Tianjiao understood how powerful Ange Tyrone was in the arena.
A sorcerer of the Holy Mozart secretly uses the spell to say: "His Highness of the Son, why don't you shoot? If you can beat Ange Tyrone, your reputation within the Great Cloud Dynasty will reach a peak."
The holy demon snorted, and did not look at it. He coldly glared at the sacred warlock.
"Oops, the Holy Devil is not afraid of his opponent. I am riding the horse's leg." The sorcerer's sorcerer's heart was slightly cold, and he lowered his head, silent, and filled his heart. Fear.
"Don't dare the dynasty, no one dares to fight with the genius of the Gulang dynasty?"
"The Great Cloud Dynasty dynasty ten sects, the eight major families claim to be geniuses like clouds, the strong are like rain, how can no one dare to fight against our Ange Tyrone?"
"..."
A sneer of sorrows emerged from the hundreds of warlock geniuses of the Western main world, and launched a provocation against the warlock geniuses of the great cloud dynasty.
In the face of the provocation of the geniuses of the Western main warlocks, the warlock geniuses of the great dynasty and other great dynasties are silent and unwilling to speak.
Here, it is the place where the world of heaven and earth in the east and west of the celestial plane is gathered. If it is won, it is naturally famous. But if it is defeated, for his own Zongmen, face is a huge blow. Among the sixteen warlocks' arrogance, only two or three had confidence in the battle with Yi Yuanyang, and none of the geniuses who won the battle with Ange Tailong.
Ange Tailong stood in the middle of the arena, and his eyes were also looked forward to, and eventually turned into disappointment. Long and sighed: "The Great Cloud Dynasty is known as the most powerful dynasty in the human main world, but even one dares to fight me. No one is really disappointing."
The Warlock geniuses of the Great Cloud Dynasty heard the silence and looked at the sixteen warlocks, and they showed a disappointment in their eyes.
"Yang Feng!! Yang Feng is here!!"
"Yang Feng? Is that the Feng Zong of the Warlord? Is he coming?"
"..."
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and a gaze looked in the direction of the entrance to the lobby.
I saw Yang Feng and the warlock geniuses of the War Magic, stepping into the lobby and heading in the direction of the Mingyue faction.
"Yang Feng, that is Yang Feng!"
"He is coming! If it is him, it should be possible to beat Ange Tyrone!!"
"......."
Upon hearing the name of Yang Feng, the eyes of the warlock geniuses in the East and West worlds were concentrated on him.
Yi Yuanyang's strength is extremely strong, and even the first day of the Western world's main world, the starry sky warlock, Connors was directly defeated by him. Yang Feng, who was able to defeat him as a big warlock, naturally caused the curiosity and expectation of countless warlock geniuses.
"That is Yang Feng!!"
The eyes of the eleven young sages from the Western main world are also concentrated on the front of Yang Feng's eyes flashing a curiosity and search for color.
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