Dragon Prince Yuan

At the moment when Qingyang's voice fell, countless disciples from the mountains erupted into boiling warfare. That burning gaze looked at the pyramid formed by 99,990 stone platforms in the sky...

These stone platforms represent the number of disciples who were able to become Naiyama this time, with only 99,999.

And the tens of thousands of disciples outside the mountains, which means that the vast majority of the disciples will eventually be eliminated, and this competition is quite intense.

To stand on a stone platform and take a seat would necessarily take a hard battle to deter other disciples from competing with it.

A myriad of disciples' eyes converge, all sprayed with sparks.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was an eruption of source gas, which was like a primer, completely tearing apart the stalemate, and the next moment, only countless shadows burst out, like a locust rushing up into the sky, sweeping away at that suspended stone platform in the sky.

That scene was spectacular.

“Let's go! Today is my day to show off! ”

Lu Feng looked at the scene and laughed. The cold eyes swept past the circumference not far away. Then he waved his sleeve robe, and the atmosphere exploded. One horse first, and the sky rose.

Behind it, Yang Xiu, Qin Town and many other local disciples of Shengzhou with weak strength also came out of the blast. Immediately after that, the momentum was fierce and nobody dared to stop them in the front.

“Gentlemen, let's go! ”

Zhou Yuan watched the sky shadow sweep out, also took a deep breath, deep in his eyes a scorching war will rise.

Zhao Yan, Song Wanxi, Joshua and others also have hot eyes, with a strong focus.

March painstaking repair, today, come and see the true chapter.

Boom!

The source of the gas surged, and their shadows burst out at this time, and the dozens of shadows gathered together were also remarkable.

Short to more than a dozen breaths, many shadows fell on the bottom stone platform, but with few exceptions, many more did not stop at half a point, directly using it as a pedal, the figure plucked out, and again fell towards the top stone platform.

Everyone knows that the more they can occupy the upper stone table, the more they will be able to demonstrate their abilities, the different ranks, and the higher their treatment will be in the future.

So everybody wants to stand higher in the pyramid, not at the bottom.

Of course, not everyone has the courage, but those disciples who are satisfied merely with the intention of occupying a seat of disciple in the inner hills are staying, standing at the centre of the stone platform, demonstrating their determination to compete for the stone table.

And whoever tries to compete will step inside the stone platform and compete with it for ownership.

So, in just a few minutes, on many stone platforms, there was already a violent source of gas erupting, and a figure of man directly killed him.

The entire heavens and the earth are filled with sound collided by the source gas.

On the source gas cloud, many eyes cast down, looking at the rock platform where the source gas collided.

Qingyang looked at the five people beside him and laughed: “I don't know who will be in charge of this mountain festival. ”

On its left side, the face was as white as a jade, like the sword of Junior Brother to the main spirit of the Peak, and he smiled gently: “It is said that the Lu family's land wind is temporarily the head of the top ten disciples of the outer mountains, if not accidentally, he should be the chief and strongest competitor. ”

Teaching Qingyang to the left, Xuelian Peak Lord Liu Rifeng swept over. If there was a deep message: “It is said that this land wind has long been seen by Lingjun Peak Lord. If it passes the selection of the mountain festival, I am afraid it will be put into the sword to peak? Over the years, the sword has robbed a lot of good seedlings. ”

The Lord of Linjun Peak smiled slightly. “After all, my sword is still shallow, so I can only find more disciples, but if I want to compare it to Cang Xuan Peak, it is still a lot worse. ”

Teacher Qingyang smiled softly: "The sword can achieve today's achievements, and the Lord of Lingjun Peak can't fail to do so. ”

“Ao Xuanzheng is always the teacher's heart, and I naturally want to help him.” The Lord of Ling Jun Peak laughed.

Hearing this, Qingyang palm teacher smiled, Xuelian Peak master Liu Lifeng eyes was slightly faint.

“Teacher, this choice of mountain festival, although the land wind has a great chance of winning, but there is one person who should also be able to compete with it.” At this moment, Qingyang taught behind him, a human figure suddenly stood up, complimenting him.

Looking at him, the only person he saw was Mu Wuxi, who brought Zhou Yuan to the Xuanzhen Sect.

“Oh?” Teacher Qingyang said, laughing. "Isn't that the man from the house of Hongyu Peak? ”

Hearing Qingyang teach this speech, the body showed a dark golden color of the peak owner of Hung Cliff, Gu Tianhong smiled with a clever smile, the voice was bright as thunder: “The little girl's talent is good, but compared to Lu Feng, the fire is still a bit worse, if it is in contention, the chances should not be high. ”

Mu Wuxi also smiled, "The gift of red clothes is amazing, if you give some time, this time to choose the mountain festival, I'm afraid nobody can beat you, but the person I'm talking about is not her, but... a little guy called Zhou Yuan. ”

He reached out his finger, pointing down there, and the giants looked past, and then saw Zhou Yuan leading a group of disciples from that stone platform.

And not far in front of them is the circumference, the land wind and others.

As you can see, these two men and horses are the leading disciples of this generation.

“This little guy is too primitive for so many people?” The Lord of Snow Lotus Peak, Willow Ripple, has a joyful path.

“God's soul is not weak, but must have stepped into reality, no wonder. ”

But when she turned her eyes, she noticed that Zhouyuan's soul was strong.

The old man with the white eyebrows at the peak of the spiritual print also watched, and a little interest appeared on the face of the sad eyebrows. "The gift of the divine soul is good, it should be built on the source print. ”

"This week," said Mu Wuxi, "came from a land of heaven, where he stood out and was baptized with the blood of his ancestors. ”

All six giant eyes were stiff and slightly silent.

Teacher Qingyang slowly said: “The teacher incarnated in the sky, falling into the sky, forming many holy places, but those who can obtain the Holy Blood Baptism are a minority, it seems that this week, should be able to do something. ”

Hung Cliff Peak owner Gu Tianhong's five fingers tightly gripped, the space flashed beneath his palm. His eyes were a little gloomy and filled with anger. Cold voice: “Holy Palace, you bastards! ”

Naturally, they knew that the fallout of the ancient Xuan dynasty, and the temple was very suspicious.

Today, however, the Holy Palace is large and the horrible Holy Nation is involved behind it, so even the Xuanzheng sect can only bury the resentment of the murderer in his heart.

Liu Li Li and the air around the white eyebrow elderly also became much colder.

Ultimately, Qingyang teacher waved his hand, his voice was low: “The big picture is important. ”

“Huh!”

Liu Lifeng's eyes swept past anger, chilling, trying to say anything, but eventually endured, but that beautiful cheek was obviously covered with ice cream.

The old man with white eyebrows looked down and remained silent.

The main spirit of Blade Peak is also lightly sighed.

Ray Hell Peak owner still has no expression.

Teacher Qingyang laughed and appeased the people. Then he cast his eyes on the stone platforms below. In the countless shadows, Zhou Yuan led dozens of shadows, constantly rushing towards the stone platform at the top of the pyramid tower.

He stared at the young figure and said softly: “Then let's see if this little guy can bring us some surprises...”