Dragon Prince Yuan

Zhou Yuan's figure stood at the top of the stone column. He still had a fiercely colored face. At this time, he was slightly stuck. He looked at the fading sun figure behind him, which seemed to have never returned to God.

The shadow, the source of the released air pressure such horror, almost crushed the Zhou Yuan directly, but why is it like the underwater moon when it really comes into contact, and it breaks with a single blow?

“Passed? ”

Zhou Yuan looked down at the bloodstains, and the previous scene was clearly not an illusion, and that terrible pressure was indeed real.

Zhou Yuan looked at the dissipating figure behind him again, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly. It was only after half a while that he realized something.

“At this level, the test, perhaps, is not that the trespasser is really going to defeat the shadow of the sky and the sun, but to test whether he has the guts to attack him when confronted with this level of strength...”

Under that horrible pressure, ordinary people, I fear, will directly frighten their guts and will only painstakingly support or even give up, and it does not know how courageous it will take for them to take the initiative to attack in the face of the pressure of the shadow of the sun.

It is also a matter of a desperate and still reluctant to give up, even if every effort is made to find a glimmer of unwillingness and resilience.

This third level, if at the beginning the circumference chooses to turn the needle for a second time, I'm afraid it won't pass smoothly, even if it finally chooses to be too original.

Of course, even if the sun and the sun were chosen, it would be difficult to pass if the Zhou Yuan lost his nerve under such horror and chose to retreat and not move forward.

The path of the strong is difficult and difficult. I don't know how many desperate things will be encountered. Without this kind of harshness and courage that pushes me to the limit, how can it be easy to talk about breaking out of the fence and climbing high?

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath and calmed down the turbulence in his heart. Only then did he understand what Xuan Lao had meant.

This level, don't be afraid.

Neither the fear of choice nor the fear of facing the shadow of the sun can exist, otherwise, this level will never pass.

But the good news is, the week ended well.

Boom!

And when Zhou Yuan couldn't hold his fist, behind the hall, suddenly came a low voice. He raised his head and saw only the closed bronze gate there, which opened slowly at this time.

“Trial level three, over! ”

At the same time, the indifferent and loud voice sounded.

The source gas fluctuated in the circumferential body, dissipating all the blood on the body, a little at the toe, which drifted down and came to the bronze gate.

He looked at the door in front of him, and he knew that the door should be followed by real access to the main summit of St. Yuan Peak.

The year of painstaking cultivation of the Cangxuan sect finally ushered in the day of harvesting the fruits.

At this time, even with the heart of the circumference, his eyes were overwhelmed with excitement, and then he stopped hesitating and walked directly into it.

“Second holy line, I'm coming! ”

Boo!

And the moment Zhou Yuan stepped into the gate, there seemed to be an ancient and bright bell singing, and between the mountains, it began to ring.

……

Time moves forward, when the weekend still struggles in the three levels of the trial, outside of the main peak, the many eyes of the Xuanzheng Zong are projected here.

However, due to the sealed cover, even Qingyang and the five peak masters were unable to observe the situation.

Everyone has to wait for the final result.

And this wait is undoubtedly a bit boring, and many disciples are bored and chatty.

“Is this a good week or not? It's been so long. The chiefs of Saint Yuan Peak in the past few years, they don't seem to have taken this long, do they? ”

“So they all failed. ”

“Oh, the same thing that takes so long to succeed? ”

“I have heard that this Trial Level 3 of Saint Yuan Peak was set by the old ancestors themselves. In the past, if there were disciples with ambitions, they could break through the customs. If they could break through, they could be personally pointed out by the old ancestors. You know, this was only enjoyed by the master and several peak owners in that year! ”

“Yeah, at the height of our Xuanzheng sect, many days of proud disciples tried to break through customs, but in the end, the passers were extremely rare. ”

“Even then, many days of pride can't be broken. Zhou Yuan wants to break through, how easy is it to talk? ”

“As far as I can tell, this time at Saint Yuan Peak, it is still difficult to open the mountain gate. ”

“ …… ”

Countless whispers of theft persist and spread throughout the mountains.

In that ancient and broken square, Shen Taiyuan, the disciples of the two pulses of Lu Song, were also full of colour. For those voices, they were intent on refuting them, but they could not speak out.

Because they are well aware of the difficulty of crossing the border, otherwise, after all these years, St. Yuan Peak will not go down.

Zhou Yuan is excellent, but if he must have been able to break through, perhaps even they themselves don't believe it.

At the moment, they can only wait quietly.

Compared to their burning waiting, the disciples of Lu Hong's pulse are looking at each other coldly, especially Lu Hong, and the corner of his mouth is laughing coldly. Zhou Yuan caused them to suffer from a tragic situation today. Lu Hong is naturally quite hateful, but obstructs the rules, but does not dare to do anything.

But right now, if you can see the failure of Zhou Yuan to break through, you can relieve a bad breath.

Aren't you very good at the weekend? Still robbing the chief disciple, but in the end, isn't it a failure?

And next year, the chiefs of all the summits will be involved, and we'll see how this Holy Source Peak looks.

Above the sky.

Teacher Qingyang and the five peak owners were sitting in the light lotus, and their deep eyes stared at the fog-covered Emerald Lord Peak. Naturally, they also heard the sounds of the mountains, but did not stop them. After all, they were equally well aware of the difficulty of trying the three levels.

“It's been a while.” The Lord of the Spiritual Peak suddenly faded.

“What's your hurry?” The Lord of Ripple Peak is a carefree path.

Teacher Qingyang lifted his palms and interrupted the two of them. He made a listening letter with a slight expression of condescension. After a moment, he ignored: “The Xuan bell is ringing! ”

Spiritual peak lord, Ripple peak lord and others all have a gaze.

The silence lasted for more than a dozen breaths, and then an ancient and soaring bell sang, at this time, slowly coming out of the fog-covered peak of the Lord and finally ringing between the heavens and the earth.

All the noise stops at this point.

Countless eyes lifted, staring dead at the main peak, listening to the bell.

They all know that when the bell rings, it means the end of the intrusion.

In the past, the disciple Xuan Zhong Six Rings has been an excellent achievement, which is why Xuan Zhong Six Rings barely passed the statement, but...

Only when the Xuan bell rings seven times will it truly pass the Trial three levels.

Over the years, I didn't know how many disciples, stopping outside the seven rings.

Shen Taiyuan and Lu Song elders, the face of the elderly is also full of tension.

In the silent heavens and the earth, only the bells echo.

Boo!

Boo!

Boo!

……

The sound of a bell went on and on, and soon, the sound of six rings was reached.

Countless people hold their breath and the atmosphere dares not speak out.

After six rings, the bell clocked slightly.

Lu Honghong's grin suddenly widened, and his heart was relieved of the burden.

However, just as his breath just exhaled, between heaven and earth, there was another bright bell singing, from within the main peak, came out...

Seven!

Wow!

The whole heavens and the earth, as if at this moment, boil.