Dragon Prince Yuan

Over the source pool, clouds converge.

In the fog, there are pounds of heaven and earth source gas constantly converging, with bright dragon barks coming out, stirring the wind and clouds, the ultimate in strength and spectacle.

Countless disciples looked at the scene with amazement, Baptism of the Eight Dragons… it was too far away for them.

“Is this the Baptism of the Eight Dragons? Magnificent indeed.” Zhou Yuan also looked at the scene in a different colour, and he could feel the pounding of heaven and earth in that cloud fog.

Zhou Tai nodded beside him and exclaimed: "I heard that Master Li Qingchan had reached the ninth heaven of the original realm, and is now accumulating for the future impact on the realm of the Shinto Palace. After the Baptism of the Eight Dragons, I would like to add two points to the background. ”

Zhou Yuan nodded slightly, now that he knew that the state of the original state entered into the realm of Shinto, it required a lot of background, because Shinto is the evolution of Qi Fu, Qi Fu has gold, purple, blue, colorless four equal parts, and Shinto Fu naturally has a high and low grade.

And the high and low grades depend on the nature of each in its primitive state.

Of course, to be more straightforward, it depends on who has more source gas stars and higher quality, because this represents the strength of their own source gas...

The stronger and purer the source gas, the higher the natural grade of the evolved shrine.

So in the end, one's own energy is the most important thing.

And the source baptism, able to quench the source gas and expand the Qi province, is simply adding its own indispensable ingredients, so even the sons of Li Qingchan are extremely enthusiastic about the source baptism.

Boom!

In that myriad of enviable eyes, the cloud fog above the altar lasted for a perfumed time before gradually dissipating.

When the fog dispersed, everyone saw the long Qian Shadow standing on the stone pillar, and the momentum emanating from her was stronger than before.

Apparently, this Baptism of the Eight Dragons brought her a lot of benefits.

On that mountain peak, Kong looked at the scene and his expressionless face twitched slightly.

“Congratulations! ”

And some of the disciples around Snow Lotus Peak made a noise congratulations, most of them were delicate girls, the voice was clear, immediately led many disciples to hurry to the show, the situation was very lively for a time.

However, Li Qingchan still looks like the iceberg. He just slightly turned his back on the disciples of the young girls, but the people beside him didn't care much.

The elder Miao looked at Li Qingchan with joy. Li Qingchan is now a brand name for their Xuelian Peak. The top ten sons, they also had only one Xuelian Peak. The following outstanding disciples, for the time being, lacked the ignition climate, so she was also happy to agree to the thickening of Li Qingchan's base.

“Qingchan, since the baptism is over, you can go yourself.” Elder Miao knew that Li Qingchan was not pleased with those eyes and said immediately.

Li Qingchan sniffed, but a slight indulgence. First, he hugged Elder Miao and then flew out of shape. Instead of leaving directly, he fell from a mountain peak with many Xuelian Peak disciples.

Presbyterian Miao was a little surprised, because as usual, Li Qingchan left immediately after the baptism. Why did he stay today?

I was confused, but Elder Miao quickly retracted his mind and looked around. “Next, prepare the disciples of the purple belts of the peaks. ”

As it turns out, the heavens and the earth boil at once. After all, the purple belt disciples of the peaks are the main force entering the source pool, but due to the rules, they have to wait until the disciples of the Son level are baptized before they can turn.

Of course, as for Zhou Yuan, he will have to wait until the baptism of these purple belt disciples is exhausted before he is eligible to go up...

But he's not in a hurry, so let's see what happens first.

So when the disciples on the surrounding mountains swept to the altar at high altitude, he stood on the mountain and watched with interest.

“Brother Zhou Yuan, I'll go first, you wait here for a while and it's your turn.” Zhou Tai is also going to baptize, but he was comforted by Zhou Yuan before leaving.

Zhou Yuan nodded with a smile. As the eldest disciple of Master Shen's vein this week, Tai is truly generous and has the style of the eldest brother.

“Brother Zhou Tai, you old good man deserve to be... just mind your own business, you are behind me in every source baptism, I'm afraid this won't take long, you will have to change people in your position.” Zhang Yan next to him was not used to seeing Zhou Tai's brush on Zhou Yuan. He laughed slightly and his words were ridiculous.

Close to the disciples next to Zhang Fei, he also laughed in bad faith, "This big brother's position, or Zhang Fei's better suited. ”

Zhou Tai looked a little angry, but he was also a good friend under Master Shen's door. At short notice, there were other disciples who could not see, so he spoke with help.

Zhang Yan was disdainful and waved his hand. He was too lazy to say that he walked with several disciples to the baptismal altar.

Zhou Tae looked at the figure of his departure and, although somewhat unhappy, said to soothe the other disciples.

Zhou Yuan looked at the scene and suddenly said: "Brother Zhou Tai, how many dragons can you reach this Source Marrow Baptism? ”

Zhou Tai sniffed, but smiled bitterly. “As usual, Silong Baptized... I worked hard in the source pool for 10 days, and I only got dozens of dragon source medulla crystals. ”

He shook his head with a sigh. He had already known that this time it should be another five dragons baptism.

Zhou Yuan shrugged slightly, pulling a misty water Zhou Tai to the side.

“Brother Zhou Yuan? ”

Zhou Yuan laughed, a beat of Qian Kun Bag, suddenly a huge dragon source medulla appeared in his hand, and then he handed it to Zhou Tai as much as he could. "Brother Zhou Tai, thank you for the pictures at these times, this is a little gift for your brother. ”

Zhou Taemeng stared at that bright and eye-catching dragon source medulla crystal, each of which was bigger than his hand, apparently taken from a sizeable water beast.

“This... this...”

Zhou Tai was quite shocked. He was overwhelmed by the light for a while. He stayed well and halfway back to God. He quickly excused himself. “Brother Zhou Yuan, this is too precious...”

He pushed Zhou Yuan, "It's Zhou Yuan's brother. With these dragon source medulla crystals, you can definitely make a big difference in this baptism. It's a waste of money. My gift is far less than yours. ”

However, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but throw it away. "If Brother Zhou Tai doesn't want it, just throw it away. ”

Zhou Tai hastily picked up his hands and feet, smiling bitterly and finally had to put it away.

“Brother Zhou Yuan, thank you.” He looked at Zhou Yuan with gratitude.

He originally cared about Zhou Yuan only because of his duties as a big brother, and because Master Shen attached great importance to Zhou Yuan, so Zhou Tai also understood that Zhou Yuan might be someone who could provoke them.

But he also didn't think that he would get such a reward for brushing the yen.

Zhou Yuan waved his hand with a smile. "Brother Zhou Tai, go. ”

Zhou Tai nodded and then turned to call on several disciples. He stepped forward to the baptismal altar. However, this time, his face was empty of color, but full of hope.

Zhou Yuan looked at his figure and looked forward to the light smile on his lips.

How he didn't realize that this Yan repeatedly targeted him. He was jealous of how much Master Shen valued him. Compared to Zhou Tai, a generous and honest elder brother, Zhang Yan's heart obviously didn't have much capacity.

However, Zhou Yuan is not a temperamental person. Since you want to target me, that's why I upset you too...