Dragon Prince Yuan

Holy Source Peak, a biased peak on.

On the plaza where the green stone was laid, people were boiling.

Led by Fang Zheng Zheng Yuan and many other newly arrived disciples are gathered here, and at this time, many eyes, with curiosity and awe, look forward.

There on the high ground, three futon high seats, on top of the futon, sitting on a plate with three old shadows, around them, hidden pounds of source gas fluctuate, like the sea, unpredictable, giving people an unspeakable kind of oppression.

Obviously, these three elders should be the three elders of Saint Yuan Peak.

“In the middle is Elder Shen Taiyuan, on the right is Elder Lu Song, and on the far left is Elder Lu Hong.” Fang secretly introduced many new disciples.

Elder Shen Taiyuan was wearing a black robe, his face was a bit serious, giving a very harsh feeling, while Elder Lu Song was wearing a blue robe, smiling like a smiling Buddha.

And the elder Lu Honghong, his face is pale and his anger is invisible. However, when those pale eyes swept past him, there would be sword-like flashes of light, which would make people afraid to look directly and be full of majesty.

And behind the three elders, there are many shadows, these should be the disciples of Saint Yuan Peak, between their waists, all wrapped around black belts, gold belts, extraordinary temperament.

However, although they were also disciples of Saint Yuan Peak, Zhou Yuan noticed that the three waves of disciples seemed to be splashy, and the two waves of disciples in the middle and on the right were fine, but they were at some distance from the leftmost disciples, and the occasional eye contact seemed to have some sparks sputtering, and the atmosphere was not very good.

As for the leftmost disciple, the momentum should be more sharp, and there is also a slight arrogance in the eyes. When looking at the next two waves of disciples, the eyes sometimes pass through contempt.

However, while their numbers are slightly smaller, it is clear that the disciples on the far left are stronger when it comes to momentum.

In the forefront of these three waves of disciples, there are several extraordinary figures, wrapped around purple belts between their waists, which are, of course, the highest-ranking purple belt disciples.

And these purple belt disciples are clustered with three figures.

Behind Elder Shen was a tall young man. He looked steady, and his eyebrows seemed resolute. Around him, there were fluctuations in the source, if any, and he was quite impetuous.

His name is Zhou Tai, he is the big disciple under Shen Taiyuan Gate, and he is one of the most qualified candidates to compete for the Chief Disciple today at Shengyuan Peak.

Behind Elder Lu Song stands a girl in white, the girl looks beautiful, her skin is white as snow, her little face like a goose egg is as clean as a jade, her body is particularly amazing, there is an amazing arc hidden in her chest, and when she reaches her waist limbs, she suddenly collapses, quite thin.

The eyes of the many disciples around her were shot at her if nothing happened.

It's just that his pretty face is quite cold and arrogant, coupled with a thin purple belt wrapped around his waist, making the disciples a little self-righteous.

Her name is Lu Yan, she is not only the disciple of Elder Lu Song, but also her own granddaughter. Today, she is the strongest disciple under Elder Lu Song Gate.

And the third, standing behind Elder Lu Hong, was a young man with no expression on his face, his arms hugging his chest, his five fingers appeared slightly dry, and his fingertips hidden, like swordlight.

He kept his eyes slightly closed and ignored no one, but every time his eyes were cast, he had a hint of fear.

Even as strong as Zhou Tai and Lu Yan, they are all slightly unscrupulous.

His name is Yuan Hong, and he is the strongest disciple under Elder Lu Hongmen. He is said to be able to rank in the top three of the talented Jiji's sword-ray peaks. His strength is extremely strong, and he is the most powerful contender for the chief disciple of the generation of Shengyuan Peak.

And these three are the strongest of the many disciples of Saint Yuan Peak.

“Three elders, the new disciples of the peak have arrived.” Fang is taking a step forward at this time and holding his fists to the three elders.

Elder Shen, sitting in the middle, nodded soberly, and then his stern gaze swept away and said, "Now that you have chosen Holy Source Peak, from now on, you will be my disciples of Holy Source Peak. ”

“There is not much nonsense, we in Saint Yuan Peak now have only three elders, and disciples are free to choose according to the rules. ”

As Elder Shen's words fell, he quietly calmed down in the middle of the field. Many disciples looked at the three elders and his eyes flashed, obviously thinking in secret.

And that is, in this silence, behind the elder Lu Hong, a figure suddenly walked out, a gold belt disciple, a powerful temper, his eyes also appeared a little arrogant.

He looked around the disciples and smiled slightly: “In Shimo Wu Gang, you should know that our Master Lu is from Jianlai Peak. I waited for the pulse to come to Saint Yuan Peak and shouldered the burden of retrieving the main seal of the peak. This heavy burden, Saint Yuan Peak, has not been completed for many years, so it seems that it can only fall on me. ”

“If your brothers and sisters intend to shoulder the burden with me, they can go under the master's door. ”

His words spread and suddenly caused disturbances among the disciples of Elder Shen and Elder Lu. Many disciples were angry because the intention to suppress their pulses in Wu Gang's words was too obvious.

Elder Shen Taiyuan glanced at Elder Lu Honghong and said faintly: “The disciple of your vein is truly like a sword, without mercy. ”

Elder Lu Hong did not need to be white. He laughed. "Our sword came to the peak, it was to cultivate a sip of sword energy, nature straight to each other, the sharp flashes revealed, and look forward to Elder Shen's strangeness. ”

Shen Taiyuan snorted coldly, but didn't say much.

After all, the assignment of Lu Hongju to the Holy Source Peak was the resolution of the master and several peak owners. After all, he could not help but let the Holy Source Peak remain unfulfilled for many years.

However, if they really let the chief disciple of Saint Yuan Peak fall into Lu Hong's pulse and let them retrieve the main seal of the peak, then their two pulses of Saint Yuan Peak are really a little blind.

Shen Taiyuan looked at Lu Song, who also shook his head helplessly.

After all, Saint Yuan Peak is not as good as the other six peaks. The best disciples of these years are the other six peaks, which naturally leads to the six peaks becoming stronger and stronger. The disciples of Saint Yuan Peak are becoming more and more backward. Even today, the top ten sons, they cannot even occupy one seat in Saint Yuan Peak...

When they spoke on their side, Wu Gang's words had taken a significant role. After all, many of the new disciples standing here, most of them were forcibly assigned, so now we see the elder Lu Hong Pulse from Jianlai Peak, naturally rejoicing. After all, today's Jianlai Peak is extremely popular in the Ao Xuan Zong.

So, after a riot, almost half of the disciples were pouring in the direction of Wu Gang.

And when I saw this scene, Elder Shen and Elder Lu's disciples all looked ugly.

The cold-blooded girl named Lu Yan bit silver teeth, and some of the drummers stared at the disciples, angry: “What a bunch of inflammatory positives! Don't do it! ”

Then Wu just saw this look, and he smiled proudly, and then he looked at the remaining disciples in the field, and these disciples, all standing behind Zhou Yuan, actually wanted to look at his horse's head.

After all, the current Zhou Yuan is the first person in the Great Book, or has some calling power. The other disciples did not have a choice to see him, so they chose to watch temporarily.

Wu Gang's gaze swept Zhouyuan, his eyes swept through an unpredictable light, and then looked at Elder Lu Hong.

The latter's eyes were also slightly opened. He swept Zhou Yuan's eyes lightly, but did not speak for himself, but nodded at Wu Gang.

Wu Ganghuan just smiled at Zhou Yuan: “This brother should be the first place in the mountain ceremony this time, right? I've heard of fame for a long time. Our Master Lu also greatly appreciates you. Although you are the first to be taken from Master Lu Feng's brother, if you enter the Lu Master's pulse, you will teach him everything in your heart. ”

His tone, rather light-hearted, does not seem to attach much importance to Zhou Yuan as the so-called first, but rather gives you a sense of luck to get into the landscape.

Wu Gang stared at Zhou Yuan with a smile. "What do you think of me? Would you like to come under the master's door? ”

At this time, the elders of Shen Taiyuan and Lu Song also looked over.

Behind them, many disciples, including Zhou Tai and Lu Yan's arrogant girl, all cast their eyes, apparently knowing that there was a mountain selection ceremony that came first to St. Yuan Peak.

That's rare.

Faced with all those eyes, Zhou Yuan smiled at Wu Gang. "Under Master Lu's door, it is truly an honor to be able to enter like a cloud. ”

When he heard Zhou Yuan, Wu Gangtong laughed. He put aside his mouth slightly. He seemed to think that the first choice of the mountain festival was not great. Later, he entered the door. If Lu Xuanyin and his sister were to come out, they could throw him out.

And that Zhou Tai and Lu Yan saw, it was a glimmer of disappointment in the eyes.

Lu Yan was even colder: “This election ceremony is the first, it is too boneless. Hmm, the previous generation of the election ceremony is the first, but Brother Chu Qing of the Xuanzhen sect, today he is the head of the ten sons. ”

“This week is a lot worse than he is. ”

Speaking of Brother Chu Qing, even if she is cold and arrogant, her eyes are full of starting point ripples, seemingly a little inclined.

“Not bad, you son of a bitch. You got a good eye.” Wu Gang pointed to Zhou Yuan and nodded with a smile. “In that case, after that...”

But while he was randomly assigned, the sound of the Zhou Yuan went on and on again.

“But just because Master Lu is proud of me as a cloud, I feel that even if I go, I'm afraid I'll just add flowers, so... I think maybe other cold veins would suit me better. ”

Wu Gang's voice stopped, his fingers pointed far away at Zhou Yuan, and the look on his face was a little solidified.