Dragon Prince Yuan

Though the chief battle is over, the aftermath of it is still boiling the whole of the Cangxuan Sect.

And the most surprising thing about this chief battle is undoubtedly the super black horse, the circumference, that emerged from Saint Yuan Peak.

Before the start of the chief battle, I'm afraid no one could have imagined that this new disciple, who had just entered the sect for only a year, would have achieved such a remarkable performance in the chief battle with such courage...

And one year, from ordinary disciple to chief, this is undoubtedly a breakthrough in the past record of the Cangxuan sect.

After this war, Zhou Yuan is probably already a real figure in this Cangxuan sect.

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At the end of the war, the disciples of the Shen Taiyuan vein were in the midst of a carnival. This time, the chief contender's vein, they kind of totally grew their face in the zongmen. This impressive feeling has not appeared in the minds of many disciples for a long time.

Therefore, Shen Wanjin, whose price soared because he cast 20,000 yuan jade on Zhou Yuan, waved directly, and Homai wrapped up the Passion House in the inner mountains, inviting all the brothers and sisters, attracting many disciples to enthusiastically embrace.

Shen Wanjin also carefully invited the disciples of the Lu Song pulse. After all, the two pulses were a little joint after this time. Although they eventually failed, they undoubtedly brought the pulse closer together.

With regard to Shen Wanjin's invitation, Lu Song Yi's disciples initially hesitated, but eventually Elder Lu Song opened his mouth and responded.

Obviously, in the face of the ever-stronger Shen Taiyuan pulse, Elder Lu Song is also showing good intentions.

Therefore, the feast, with the participation of Lu Song disciples, was extremely powerful for a while.

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Passion Tower.

The atmosphere is boiling, the disciples of both veins converge, and the noise is constant.

On that most centered table, the figure of Zhou Yuan is undoubtedly the stars holding the moon, beside them, swallowed, the food on the table, swallowed by wolves constantly, sweeping as much as possible.

However, many disciples are obviously accustomed to swallowing the appetite, so they just drink a lot of wine and don't grab it, and they are a little afraid, because whoever dares to reach over, swallowing is a fierce look of teeth grinding, even though the fierce look made in its miniature form is even cuter.

Zhou Yuan was naturally the busiest actor in this party, but he also knew the excitement of the disciples, so the visitors refused to refuse, making the atmosphere boil more.

Nevertheless, they ignored the people, but they drank their own little wine. Woe to Yu Yu, and no one dared to harass her.

After all, in this Holy Source Peak, no one knows the special nature of the immortality. Although there is no identity of the Son, such strength is no less than that of the Son. If she were able to fight in this battle, I am afraid the Principal Position would be unmistakable.

Half a tour.

Then Lu Yan suddenly stood up. Her pretty face was a little red because of her drinking. Her eyes stared at Zhou Yuan. Some slightly said: “Zhou Yuan, I used to look at you less easily. Now, it is true that I Lu Yan has no eyesight, but this time we at Saint Yuan Feng have saved our last face thanks to you. This wine, let's pretend to be my previous reparations! ”

When her voice dropped, she drank out the big bowl in her hand, the drinks flowed down, and her clothes were wet, but it looked, quite fancy, attracting a good voice.

Zhou Yuan, some embarrassment, finally laughed bitterly, put up a bowl of wine next to him and drank it. Lu Yan had always commented on him before. He felt that he was ineligible. Sometimes it did annoy him a little, but in general, there was not much resentment between the two people.

“We are both disciples of Saint Yuan Peak, although there is a dispute, but there is always a little unity of heart. In the future, we hope that Saint Yuan Peak will be able to restore the glory of the past in this Xuan sect.” Zhou Yuan looked at the other disciples and said soberly.

Two pulse disciples also converged laughing and drank up a glass. That looked at Zhou Yuan's eyes, but there was more respect.

Today's Zhou Yuan, already their chief disciple of Saint Yuan Peak, status status, will be very different in the past.

“Oh, what a big breath, ignorance is fearless.” And at this moment, a cold laugh suddenly sounded.

“Who?!” The disciples in both veins looked angry and got up and drank.

Boom!

However, in response to them, it was an unparalleled source of air pressure, and the pressure fell like the sea, directly causing the two pulses of disciples to change their face, and standing up was directly pressed back by the raw.

On that staircase, there was a sound of footsteps, a group of people walked down, and the foremost one, Hercules, was the son of the sword peak, Zhao Candle, behind him, there were also some disciples of the sword peak, his eyes stared at the people.

Both disciples saw Zhao Candle's figure, his face could not bear to change, and to the point of mouth repulsion all swallowed back.

As one of the ten great sons, Zhao Candle's position in the Cangxuan Sect is clearly far from comparable with those of their ordinary disciples.

Zhou Yuan's eyebrows also looked slightly at Zhao Candle, who came out to stir up the situation. “I remember we wrapped this hundred incense towers tonight? ”

Zhao candle mouth slightly lifted, behind him a sword Feng disciple also laughed, ironically: “This Zhou Yuan chief, don't you know, the top floor of the Passion House, is it the only son? You can even wrap it on the top floor. ”

In addition, the disciple with the sword Lai Feng laughed: “After all, Holy Source Feng has not been a son for many years. It is normal not to know about this. ”

Other swords came from the Peak disciple to make a laugh.

The disciples in the lower two pulses looked ugly, but under the threat of the Zhao candle, the atmosphere cooled down.

Zhou Yuan's eyelids dripped slightly, faintly said: “Brother Zhao Candle, I heard that this time Elder Lu Hong's pulse has lost its chief position, Sword Laifeng will also lose a lot of cultivation resources? ”

Zhao candle's face suddenly became frozen and his eyes looked cold at Zhou Yuan. He naturally knew about this. Today, the whole sword peak sees this as a disgrace and humiliation. That's why the other side appeared here. All it does is show some malice.

“Brother Zhou Yuan, you have a lot of nerve. Since you know this time, you dare to mix it in.” Zhao candle chilled.

Zhou Yuan laughed: "Why can't we blend together? If you have a problem with this, you can go and teach them to disqualify us. ”

“Pointed teeth!” Zhao's eyes were cold.

He glanced around, but few disciples dared to look at him. The last time he waved his robe, he laughed coldly: “With your puppy cats, you dare also claim to restore the glory of Saint Yuan Peak and laugh to death. ”

“A picked up chief in the district deserves such celebration. I think you should consider how to produce a son first. After all these years, the son is almost insulated from you! ”

When he heard such a harsh remark, the disciples of both pulses were also colored iron and blue. Lu Yan slapped the table and was about to get angry, but was hastily pressed by the disciples beside him.

Zhao candle saw, this was the ironic smile, straight out of the Passion House. With this, he wanted to see the disciples of the two pulses, and whether he was still in the mood to celebrate here.

Zhou Yuan looked at his back, his eyes slightly shrugged, and what he was about to say, a clear cold, pleasant ear like a mountain fountain, came out of his side faintly.

“Son... is it great? ”

The gaze in Baixiang Tower converged, and Zhao candle's footsteps slowly stopped, overhead, those gazes, finally stayed on the shocking Qian shadow beside Zhou Yuan.