Dragon Prince Yuan

Over the source pool, the ancient and huge altar is suspended, over which a stone column stands, over the stone column, full of ancient lines, emits a kind of pale atmosphere.

At this time, the elder Miao, standing above the altar, is now her duty source pool, and naturally it is up to her to preside over the source marrow baptism. Behind it, there are some deacons in the sect who are responsible for maintaining order.

And on that mountain peak around the source pool, countless gazes are burning at the altar, leaping all over his face to try.

However, there are also rules for root marrow baptism, the higher the level of disciple, and naturally the most forward.

So when the bell went down, a Qian shadow swept past the sky on the source gas, and finally landed directly on one of the most central giant stone columns in that countless gaze of admiration.

“It's Sister Li Qingchan! ”

At this time, Li Qingchan, the white skirt floating, outlines a slender figure, the curve is perfect, the blue silk dances lightly, it also makes her unconventional and amazing.

It's just that her beautiful face is still frosty, like an iceberg goddess, so that people can't get close.

However, this did not detract from her popularity, and when she appeared, countless male disciples throughout the heavens and the earth had hot eyes and irresistible admiration on their faces.

Zhou Yuan listened to the fierce gaze of the mountain, it was the corner of the mouth, if these people saw the look of the fantasy in her heart last night when she was holding the wine bar against the sun?

Standing on Shizhu, Li Qingchan with her white skirt was frozen, looking directly at the countless fierce eyes of nothing. Her eyes swept across all directions, and eventually it seemed that if nothing was cast over a mountain peak.

There, that's exactly where the Zhou Yuan and the Days are.

“Ching Chan, get ready.” Elder Miao turned to Li Qingchan and Yan Hyatt.

Li Qingzhan, too, sat down.

When she waved her little hand, she took out many dragon source medulla crystals from the golden sac, and a single crystal was suspended around her, hundreds and thousands, in staggering quantities.

Many disciples look at that number of dragon source medulla crystals, all of which are intolerable some eye heat, eyes full of covetousness, so many dragon source medulla crystals, inevitably can reach the Seven Dragons baptism.

That level of baptism is not something that ordinary disciples can achieve.

Boom!

Li Qingchan's body suddenly shocked, and saw hundreds of different sizes of dragon source medulla crystals explode immediately. The flowing dragon source medulla also slipped down, constantly dropping on the stone column.

These dragon root marrows fall into stone columns and invade along those ancient lines…

Then everyone saw that the speckled stone columns were gradually glowing at this time, and that the energy from the heavens and the earth was also converging and sucked into the stone columns.

Ho!

The bright light, constantly coming out of the stone columns, hidden, even began to come out with dragon barks.

So long as Yomo's semi-pillar fragrance lasted, the light on the stone column reached its peak, and finally saw a dragon shadow from the speckled barbed pillar, circling around Li Qingchan.

One... two... In the blink of an eye, seven dragon shadows have been reached!

The source gas between the heavens and the earth seemed to converge against Li Qingchan, forming a source storm of about one thousand fathers...

“Seven Dragons Baptism! ”

Many disciples looked hot at the seven dragon shadows, which they dreamed of.

But of the many disciples in the sky today, only ten sons can easily do this, and the other disciples, even the chief of the peaks, rely on some luck.

“It is the Son, the Seven Dragons baptized, easy to do.” On that mountain peak, Zhou Tai's eyes were dazzling. The ten sons all had their own unique territories in the source pool. Unlike them, the water beasts were rich in resources, and they were searched everywhere.

Zhou Yuan said, "Sister Li is afraid it won't stop at Qilong..."

Zhou Tai reported, suddenly shocked, "Is Sister Li going to strike Bailun? But it takes a thousand beasts of dragon root crystals to do that. ”

Zhang Yan beside him also ignored Zhou Yuan's glance, "Don't be delusional, Zhou Yuan teacher, after all, you are still poorly qualified, the first source pool, naturally don't know how difficult and tricky that thousand beasts are to find. ”

“Over the years, only Brother Chu Qing has been able to obtain it, and the other nine sons have also exhausted many means, but so far have failed to achieve Baptism of the Eight Dragons. ”

In other words, nothing more than accusing Zhou Yuan of nonsense and not understanding the difficulty of Baptism of the Eight Dragons.

Zhou Yuan also heard the devious irony, but only smiled, ignored him, just looked up in the direction of Li Qingchan.

His attitude, however, allowed Zhang Zhang to assume that he was losing money, and that he was slightly self-sufficient.

However, the pride on his face did not last long, and suddenly there were countless vibrating noises in the heavens and the earth and a gaze over the altar.

That diffraction was also affected, and he looked up quickly, and the look on his face was condensed.

Only above the stone pillar of Li Qingchan, her jade waved, a dragon source medulla crystal about half length is slowly angry, inside the crystal, only the source medulla flowed, as if it were a dragon shadow disc.

“Is that... is that the dragon source medulla of a thousand beasts?!” Countless shocking voices echoed.

Nobody thought that Li Qingchan actually got the dragon source medulla crystal of a thousand water beasts, so that means that today Li Qingchan is going to impact Baptism of the Eight Dragons?!

In the past, Chu Qing was the only one to do this.

“Sister Li is amazing, but she won the dragon source of this thousand beasts! ”

“Confucius and Ye Song also entered the source pool before. They wanted to compete for a thousand water beasts, but now they don't see a shadow. Have they not fought for Sister Li? ”

“Hey, everyone seems to have missed Sister Li, I can't tell you later, Brother Kong Sheng and Sister Li in the ranks of the top ten sons, also have to be changed. ”

“ …… ”

Many disciples steal whispers. Their eyes are full of admiration. They praise Li Qingchan.

Though there are also some disciples of Jianlai Peak who strongly support Kong Sheng, after all, the number is small, and soon those rebuttals will be inundated by all.

Lu Yan and others were also shocked. She looked at Li Qingchan's figure and muttered: “This Li Qingchan is so powerful, even Kong Sheng, Ye Gong hasn't robbed her? ”

Seeing that Li Qingchan is about to reach the Baptism of the Eight Dragons, breaking the previous monopoly of Chu Qing. As a fanatic supporter of Chu Qing, Lu Yan naturally has some regrets, but at last, this result is barely acceptable. After all, Li Qingchan is also the third son.

In the shock of the mountain, on a mountain peak, Kong Sheng, dressed in black, stood in his hands. His face looked cold at the signs over the altar and his palms couldn't help but grip.

“I didn't expect Sister Li to take the lead in the end.” Next to him, Ye Song sighed.

Confucius had no expression, his eyes suddenly looked at a mountain peak in the distance, where there were Zhouyuan and the dead figure, looking at the two people, his eyes had to be a little colder.

This time, if the two of us did not intervene, this dragon source Jing Jing, how could not fall into Li Qingchan's hands.

Li Qingchan ignored the shock caused by the emergence of the dragon source medulla crystal of a thousand water beasts. Her jade suddenly grabbed her hand and only saw the crystal crack. The dragon source medulla flowed down and invaded the stone column.

Ho!

A bright light erupted suddenly.

Then a low dragon bark sounded, everyone's eyes were hot to see, another dragon shadow, roaring from the stone column, circled around Li Qingchan.

Eight Dragons!

The whole heavens and the earth are raging.

Li Qingchan looked at the eight dragon shadows with a slight exclamation, but even if she did not hesitate anymore, she took a deep breath and thought about it.

Ho!

Eight dragon shadows roared, one after the other whistled down, directly pouring on Li Qingchan's heavenly lid.

Boom!

The source gas rolled like a pounding cloud fog, gradually covering Li Qingchan's shadow.

Yet the source gas fluctuations that keep coming out of it are shaking the heavens and the earth.

After a long time, Baptism of the Eight Dragons finally reappeared over the source pool.