Dragon Prince Yuan

Mount Wei Da is divided into ten peaks, like Mount Ten Fingers, and beneath the foot of the mountain, ten thick stone gates stood on the path of the Passage, blocking many disciples.

Zhou Yuan stood at the foot of the mountain. He looked at the ten stone gates and was also somewhat exclaimed. Through this gate, he was able to be promoted to the purple belt disciple and become the central beam grinding pillar of the Cangxuan Sect.

And then, of course, there was the enviable treatment of the purple belt disciple.

For this treatment, it is not known how many disciples of the Xuanzhen Sect struggle for it.

Zhou Yuan looked at the stone gate, but did not immediately start, but stood here, calming the tingling of the frowning soul...

And while he was waiting, there was also a constant wind breaking noise, a figure, gradually arrived here.

These shadows are much smaller than before, but each shadow is surrounded by an audacious source of energy, sharp eyes, obviously not an oil-saving lamp.

After all, being able to come here has basically defeated many opponents. He is a leading disciple of the Golden Belt in the Qianxuan Sect, and his strength is definitely not low.

And in front of these dozens of disciples, there are five figures.

That is Su Wan of Ao Xuan Peak, Summer Rain of Ling Wen Peak, Wang Chen of Thunder Peak, Muchun Thunder of Xuelian Peak, Wu Yue of Hong Cliff Peak...

These five are the first seats of each peak gold belt, the most powerful, and the other disciples in their vicinity dare not approach them, showing their daring to compete with them.

Of course, in addition to these five figures, the circle of the Zhou Yuan is also empty and no one dares to step on it.

Even when Su Wan and five other disciples in the first seat of the gold belt looked at each other, they were all with consternation.

Obviously, Zhou Yuan's earlier sword extinguishing move to the peak was too shocking. After all, there is still a joyful day like their strength.

But even so, eventually all of them were kicked out of the selection by the Zhou Yuan, and this fighting power is terrible.

So, no one dares to easily offend Zhou Yuan anymore, even if they know that Zhou Yuan was before, just because the boundary was arranged ahead of time, but in any case, that is the strength of Zhou Yuan.

With many disciples gathered under the Ten Peaks, Su Wan, Wang Chen, Xia Yu and others took the lead in the action, only to see them rush out, each before a stone gate.

Then they stood under the stone gate and looked away.

That means obviously, these five stone gates are occupied by them.

And Zhou Yuan, not polite, moved and fell under the sixth stone door.

According to the rules at this time, if anyone is dissatisfied with the fact that the six of them occupy the stone gate, they can go straight ahead and challenge it, and if they win, they can naturally replace it.

Obviously, however, few disciples have the courage to face the first seat of the gold belt of these peaks.

Normally, this week's attempt to occupy a stone gate will certainly lead to challenges for many disciples, as in their view the previous week did not qualify as such.

But after the previous battle between Zhou Yuan and Jianlaifeng's disciples, everyone erased this idea.

They would rather challenge the other five than have the courage to face the fierce god whose sword was destroyed by the regiment.

But that leaves only four stone gates.

Then, a fierce battle broke out in front of these four stone gates.

In order to get this promotion path to the Purple Belt disciples, all the disciples who arrived here exploded their fighting power to the extreme, so before those four stone gates, it was called the ultimate chaos.

Zhou Yuan and the other six people there, it was cold and clear, no one challenged them, so they just watched the battle in front of the other four stone gates...

This fierce and chaotic rivalry has lasted for nearly a fragrant time.

Ultimately, in the mourning of the wounded, four disciples killed the surrounding area and stood under the four stone gates, all scaled but overwhelmed with excitement in their eyes.

And when the ten disciples stood in front of the stone gate, outside the mountains, there was this fluctuating exclamation.

Because this is an indication of the purple belt selection, the ten disciples in front of them qualify for promotion to the purple belt disciple.

When countless disciples look at the ten shadows, they are full of envy.

The Purple Belt disciple, the target of all the Cangxuan disciples, arrived at this position to qualify as the chief disciple of the various peaks, even the future son.

“Now that the top ten disciples have appeared, I'm afraid the next time is the best time for purple belt selection...”

“Yeah, the next thing you know, it's a head-on fight. ”

“Don't know what this head-on fight will be? Looking forward to it...”

“But whatever the way it is, I think the Zhou Yuan has a good chance, and this time the leader, it could be him. ”

“It is not necessarily true that Zhou Yuan was able to extinguish the sword before the peak, because Lotte and others were too surprised to let him lay the border in secret. Everyone now knows his means. If he fought, it is certainly impossible to give him more time to arrange it. ”

“Indeed, without the Yuan of joining forces, we will not be able to confront Su Wan, Wang Chen and their peak gold belts for the first time...”

“ …… ”

Many disciples are discussing, and their eyes are filled with anticipation. The ten disciples in front of them are the best of all the Golden Belt disciples of the Xuanzhen Sect.

And the next leader will be chosen from among them.

You can imagine how wonderful that would be.

……

Zhou Yuan stood under the stone door and reached out his palm. Only the marks on the back of his hand flashed at this time, eventually disengaging from the back of his hand and falling into the stone door in front of him.

Boom!

The imprint didn't come in, and Shimendou made a rumbling sound, then slowly opened in a somewhat enthusiastic eye of the Zhou Yuan.

After the stone gate, there was a faint fog surrounding it, and a gravel trail spread to the end of the line of sight.

“The fight of the chief...”

Zhou Yuan glanced slightly, if it was just a pure head of fame, he was not very interested, because he was pragmatic, so he was interested in the head of the prize, the "source star dan”.

With this Dan, he was able to quickly step into the primitive realm of four days.

In that way, he could be more confident in the end-of-year battle for the head of St. Yuan Peak, which, after all, would no longer be such a trifle.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath and did not hesitate to step into the stone door, facing the fog, and took the rubble trail.

He stepped into the rubble trail, constantly upward, surrounded by fog, his gaze, staring forward, also had some curiosity in his eyes.

Because he was equally curious to know what would be the way this head-on fight would be.

Is it a ten-man fight?

Thoughts rolled over in his heart, but the pace of the circle continued, so that after about half a column of incense, he finally felt the gravel trail to the end, only to see the thin mist in front of him begin to dissipate.

The fog dissipated and appeared in front of a spacious rubble square.

Zhou Yuan's eyes directly locked the central position of the square, only to see there, a shadow of man holding a dark gray sword in his hands, sword sheath on the ground.

Next to him, on top of a boulder, there was a big incense about Xu.

Zhou Yuan looked at the person and his pupils slightly shrunk.

The figure also raised his head and gave him a funny smile.

“Zhou Yuan, you really had a headwind before...”

“But I didn't expect you to come to my level. ”

Zhou Yuan frowned and wrinkled, because this figure in front of him, he is not a stranger, this person is also a disciple of Jianlaifeng, seems to be, called... Xu Yan?

How dare you send an old-fashioned purple belt disciple?

It's hard, but it's really high.