Dragon Prince Yuan

Six source gas clouds were suspended in the air, and six people sat on a video disc, and if there were any strong fluctuations in the source gas from their bodies, it would deter the whole heavens and the earth.

With the deterrence of these six powerful Gods, all the proud sons in the heavens and the earth are as frigid as cicadas, and they dare not reveal the slightest indiscretion. They are all submissive.

Because they all know that the six people in front of them are almost in control of their future.

Those six holy sects are the most powerful in the sky, and the future is far from comparable to staying on such a continent as long as it can be practiced. After all, the six holy sects bring together the best resources in the sky and the strong.

So, in the view of many, even entering the Six Holy Sects as an ordinary disciple is better than staying on a pale continent as a proud son.

Zhou Yuan's eyes also looked at the six messengers, and in the Holy Land, he had already known the message of the six holy sects, but also the barefoot uncle, the Messenger of the Xuan sect.

And that unnecessary name, Zhao Pan, a seemingly feeble middle-aged man, was the messenger of the Holy Palace.

The other four, the Dragon Palace of Beibei Town, asked about the Sword Sect, the Heavenly Ghost Palace and the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace.

These four great gates, also famous in the blue sky, are giant beings.

On the cloud, the messenger of the Palace named Zhao Pan looked at the people with cold eyes. His eyes were like blades, and they dared not look at him.

“Though you are all proud sons of this vast continent, it is not so easy to enter under my Six Holy Sects. You should know that, in the vast sky, there are thousands of continents, and the vast continent is not in sight. ”

“On other continents, proud sons of all kinds, and countless others, the same places where the messengers of the Six Holy Sects went to screen their disciples. ”

“So don't think you can be satisfied with what you have done in this holy place. It's really going to be a younger life in the whole sky. You don't see enough. ”

Zhao Pan's indifferent voice, like a pot of cold water, directly awakens the many proud sons who had performed well in the Holy Land.

Zhou Yuan's eyebrows also slightly wrinkled, because he felt that Zhao Pan's cold eyes seemed to rest on him as if he was speaking to him.

But his color didn't change much, and he didn't like it or not.

“That's disgusting.” Green Lotus whispers.

Zuoqiu Qingyuan glanced at Zhou Yuan and whispered: “I was informed earlier that Zhao Pan, the messenger of the Holy Palace, was the one who helped save Wuhuang's soul. ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes peeled, his eyes swept deep over anger. It turns out this guy is messing with things and ruined his good deeds.

Otherwise, in that holy land, he would have been able to thoroughly slaughter the brilliant soul and clean everything up, instead of leaving a tail, as it is now.

“Oh, the messenger Zhao Pan doesn't have to be so harsh, these little dolls, I think there are some good seedlings, if they are cultivated, they will not necessarily become the Zongmen's beam.” When the proud sons of the heavens and the earth were silent, a laugh sounded, and only the messenger of the Xuanzheng sect was seen. Mu Wei gently kowtowed the cigarette rod and smiled.

“Well, don't talk too much, let's start the selection.” Speaking was a man in a white robe with a cold face and extremely sharp surroundings, with an iron sword on his knees.

This, exactly, is the Messenger of the Sword Sect.

“Step on the ladder, step forward.” A beautiful woman made a gentle noise, dressed in a palace robe, embroidered with a fine pattern of hundreds of flowers, apparently a messenger of the Palace of Hundreds of Immortals.

As soon as her voice came out, there were dozens of shadows coming out, and Heron was the proud ones who stepped onto the ladder, and Zhou Yuan, Dai, Green Lotus and others were in line.

But Zhou Yuan was somewhat surprised that Ye Zhui was here, but a few others disappeared.

The six messengers looked at the dozens of proud sons, and suddenly, the source gas swept out, turning into big hands, each grabbing several people, whether they wanted it or not, and left them behind in the source gas cloud.

So quickly there were only a few shadows left.

It's Zhou Yuan, dawg, Green Lotus, these better prides.

“I ask Sword Sect is superior to Sword. Would you like to come in?” The messenger who asked Jianzong first looked at Li Junjun, and his voice was much softer, apparently obsessed with the latter's talent on Jiandao.

Li Junjun nodded softly. "I would. ”

His original goal was to ask Sword Sect.

Many other proud sons saw this scene and understood it. The last few people left behind were the ones who were the focus of the apostles, so they also asked proactively, unlike those who were proud before, they didn't need to pay attention to their feelings at all, and just divide things directly and freely.

But even so, many proud sons are envious, after all, they don't even deserve to be divided arbitrarily.

“The Yan Luozhong you built before was created by a deacon of my Heavenly Ghost Sect. Now you are willing to join Heavenly Ghost Sect?” The ghostly black robe man looked at Zhen Fang, "he said.

Zhen faintly nodded respectfully.

“These two little girls are wonderful, or why don't they all go into my Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace?” The beautiful woman smiled and looked at the green radish and left-handed green fish.

Green Lo glanced at the green fish in the left hill and saw that the other messengers had not spoken, so he also made a playful gift to the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman smiled. Her beautiful eyes looked at Zhou Yuan's side and said: “This little girl also made me like it very tight..."

Though the source of death is thin, the beautiful woman can see at a glance that the former soul has been cultivated to be extremely strong, and if it is specializing in the soul, the future may also be able to achieve extraordinary results.

“Cough, Merchant Feather, two is almost there.” Mu infinitely coughed, "he said.

Other messengers also nodded, letting Baihua Immortal Palace take away two, mainly because they were lazy to compete with a woman. After all, Baihua Immortal Palace was special and only recruited female disciples.

Seeing that the other messengers were against it, the beautiful woman named Merchant Feather had to shake her head with regret.

Next, Nanin entered the Dragon Palace in Beibei Town.

“Ye Zhui, enter my temple.” At this time, Zhao Panku, the messenger of the Holy Palace, looked at Ye Zhui, a faint path.

Many pride sons in heaven and earth have some disturbances, all are dissatisfied. After all, this Ye Hao is a man of Dong Xuan mainland. This time he penetrated their pale mainland, it would have been against the rules. I didn't expect that at present, he would be seen by the messenger of the Holy Palace.

However, Zhao Pan did not even look at their disturbance, but only at Ye Zhui.

Ye Ming hesitated slightly, but eventually nodded. Today in the blue sky as in the middle of the day, the Holy Palace can enter into the practice, but it is also an excellent choice.

Mu infinitely swallowed the green smoke, smiled and looked at Zhou Yuan. Then he turned to the young man beside him and said: "Would you like to join me? ”

Nodded sooner or later.

Therefore, Zhou Yuan alone...

All eyes in the heavens and the earth are upon each other, and everyone knows that the Zhou Yuan is the most distinguished of the holy places.

Indeed, Mu Wuxi laughed: “Zhou Yuan, as the man who climbed the Holy Mountain in this holy place, you are free to choose which one to enter. ”

The heavens and the earth calm down, waiting for the Zhou Yuan to make a choice.

But just as Zhou Yuan was about to speak, Zhao Pan, the messenger of the Holy Palace, suddenly said faintly: “Zhou Yuan, if you enter my Holy Palace, I will not compare you to the slaughter of Wuhuang's flesh. ”

“And you should know that I, the Holy Palace, am now the strongest sect in the heavens, and as long as you enter the Holy Palace, you will be cultivated. ”

Zhao Pan glanced at Zhou Yuan, his tone was slightly arrogant, because in his view, he gave Zhou Yuan a full face, and he actively threw out olive branches. If Zhou Yuan was smart, he should know how to choose.

In fact, he would say that he did not value the Zhou Yuan more, after all, it was just a proud selection on a small, deserted continent. He would only ask because he knew that Mo attached great importance to the Zhou Yuan, and he preferred to sneak around, disgusting and disgusting.

Surely, when he had spoken, Namu looked at him with disgrace and angst.

“Hey, compare? Who do you want to compare yourself to?” Mu Wuxi laughed coldly.

Zhao Pan also ignored him, just looking down at Zhou Yuan.

That gaze, too, looked at the Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan looked up at Zhao Pan and said: “The apostle's attention, Zhou Yuan's heart has collapsed, but the threshold of the Holy Palace is too high for me to climb. ”

When he finished, he looked at Mu Wuxi and said, "I would like to join the Xuan sect. ”

And his voice swung back,

And the face of Zhao Pan suddenly became shady cold, and the anger appeared in his eyes. The next moment, he took a fierce step, and the fierce source pressure of time was to lay the heavenly cover against Zhou Yuan.

“What a clueless thing to lift! ”

“In that case, I come to count you as slaughtering the flesh and blood! ”

His cold voice also rang out.