The Return of the Prison Dragon: The Stunning CEO throws himself into his arms

Chapter I suppress it with one hand

Think of this.

Zi Yin's momentum was overwhelming, and his body rose directly into the air, staring coldly at Ao Hai and Ao Yi.

A vortex filled with thunder suddenly appeared above the head of the entire Taiyi Holy Land!

In the vortex as big as a small mountain, lightning arcs as thick as a bucket were flashing, and the majestic momentum almost condensed the air into ice.

Feeling that something was not right about the surrounding atmosphere, Ao Hai quickly protected Ao Yi behind him. At the same time, his ninth-grade Holy Emperor aura was activated, directly stirring the thunder in the air.

In an instant, the situation in the field became tense.

Seeing this strange scene in front of them, the guests around them became worried, fearing that the two Holy Emperors would start a war and they, the little minions, would suffer unreasonable disaster!

in the hall.

Ye Qijue raised his head, narrowed his eyes with a thoughtful expression, looked at Ao Yi, and slowly sneered: "The ninth level of Saint is perfect, and you are still half a step away from the Saint King, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant! "

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the audience noticed that Ao Yi's cultivation was at the ninth level of the Saint. In addition, the Dragon Clan's physical body was strong, and it was not unprecedented for him to resist the Holy King who had just broken through.

"No wonder Ao Yi actually dared to taunt him. It turns out that not only did he have a protector, he also had a breakthrough in his emotional cultivation."

"I remember that the last time he was in the starry sky battlefield, he was only a seventh-level saint. After not seeing him for half a month, he has already reached the ninth-level saint level. This cultivation speed is so terrifying!"

"The physical bodies of dragons are powerful. The physical bodies of dragon monks in the saint realm are not inferior to high-grade spiritual treasures, and their combat power is outstanding. The holy king who has just broken through may not necessarily be the opponent of the dragon monks."

"..."

In the crowd, the onlookers were secretly frightened and cautiously exclaimed and discussed.

as predicted.

Ao Yixu had the support of the protector Ao Hai, and the exclamations from everyone in the square gave him full confidence.

Ao Yi stood up from behind Ao Hai and said with a sneer: "You are just lucky. The opportunity to become an immortal was unexpectedly obtained by Saint Ziye of Hunyuan."

Although he has now left the starry sky battlefield, Ao Yi will never forget that scene that made him vomit blood.

In the inner circle, the saints and geniuses from major holy places and aristocratic families were fighting to the death. In order to determine the winner, some people did not hesitate to use forbidden arts and divine weapons to protect the way.

The result was good. No matter how hard everyone worked, the essence and blood seemed to have spirituality. They escaped directly into the void and chose Ye Qijue!

How could this scene not make Ao Yi so angry that he vomited blood?

At that time, he was beaten to death and almost seriously injured. Instead, Ye Qijue, who was practicing outside, got immortality!

Only half a month later, Ye Qijue broke through several realms and reached the Holy King in one breath. Ao Yi would never believe it without the credit of that immortal fate!

You must know that Ye Qijue's cultivation level in the starry sky battlefield was only the sixth level of Saint at that time.

What can you do in half a month?

If you can barely break through a small realm, you are already a genius.

Ao Yi has always been worried about the matter of immortal fate.

After returning to the land of Leize, Ao Yi took the dragon pill from the elder of the clan and inherited the opponent's majestic magic power, and then successfully broke through to the ninth level of saint.

Later, when he received a letter from Hunyuan Holy Land, Ao Yi agreed without any hesitation.

and so.

Only then would he dare to ridicule Ye Qijue in front of countless guests at the Holy King Ceremony.

of course.

Of course, Ye Qijue didn't know much about this.

His body slowly rose into the air, his eyes were extremely cold, as if he were looking at a bedbug, full of pity and contempt.

Ye Qijue said calmly: "The Holy King cannot be humiliated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surging aura of the Holy King on his body turned into an invisible blade and struck Ao Yi instantly.

Seeing this scene, Ao Yi smiled excitedly and said, "I just want to see if you, a holy king who relies on luck, are worthy!"

After saying that, Ao Yi raised his fist and smashed it towards Ye Qijue. The speed was so fast that it turned into an afterimage in an instant.

Not far away, Ao Hai, who was the protector of Ao Yi, saw this scene. Ao Hai directly faced Zi Yin and said: "Zi Yin, since the two juniors want to fight, I think we should not Good for disturbing you!"

The next moment, Ao Hai raised his hand and made a move, instantly forming a formation in the sky.

The moment the formation was formed, Ye Qijue and Ao Yi were already fighting together.

"Bang bang bang!"

The terrifying fist light blasted out violent shock waves in mid-air, and countless void fragments fell from the sky like broken porcelain.

The Nine Heavenly Gang Wind and spatial turbulence blown out of the cracked space crack were directly annihilated by the shock wave before they had time to show their power!

Ye Qijue's fists were like raindrops, rapid and short-lived, their fists were as bright as light and as powerful as Wang Yang!

Under his pressing attack step by step, Ao Yi soon felt a little overwhelmed.

In front of Ye Qijue, Ao Yi's body, which was comparable to a top-grade spiritual treasure, was like fragile porcelain, breaking at the first touch!

Anyone who is scratched by his fist will be injured, and any contact will be seriously injured!

After a short exchange of dozens of moves, Ao Yi's proud and strong body, the dragon body, was already covered with dense cracks.

The scars on his body were like a broken rag doll being forcibly pieced together.

Looking at the calm and calm Ye Qijue opposite, fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Ao Yi's forehead.

"Damn it!"

"Why is this person so physically strong? Can't even bear my golden dragon body?"

At this moment, Ao Yi felt fear in his heart and started to retreat.

Ye Qijue also noticed that Ao Yi was starting to lose his strength.

When he saw this scene, he grinned sneer, his expression full of cruelty.

The next moment, the inner world inside his body roared and vibrated, and the terrifying power of heaven and earth, carrying the surging Tao Yun Law, gathered in the palm of his hand.

Boom——

The fist shadow, the size of a millstone, was extremely fast, like a mountain bearing down on top, and struck Ao Yi hard.

In an instant, Ao Yi felt as if his whole body was hit by a supreme mountain. His throat immediately felt sweet, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out!

I saw Ao Yi flying backwards in great embarrassment, instantly smashing the formation arranged by Ao Hai, and then landed hard in the forest dozens of miles away from Taiyi Holy Land.

Ao Yi, who was seriously injured, struggled to get up, but with all his internal organs broken, his whole body became sluggish and his breath was much weaker.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qijue sneered and said, "I can suppress it with just one hand!"

"A mere clown of the ninth level of saints dares to jump on us!"

As a protector, Ao Hai became furious when he saw Ao Yi being seriously injured.

The Holy Emperor's momentum filled most of the sky like a raging flood.

Ao Hai shouted and wanted to kill Ye Qijue.

"Shuzi!"

At this time, Ziyin stood up with a smile on his face and said mockingly: "Hey, fellow Taoist Aohai, why are you so anxious?"

After saying that, Zi Yin immediately stopped the furious Ao Hai in front of him.