Dragon Prince Yuan

“Nine rings…”

As Zhou Yuan stepped out of the bronze gate, he also heard the ancient bell ringing from the mountain, his mouth was slightly opened, and a vibrating colour appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, even for himself, he didn't think that his results would have been nine-strike this time.

“Is it because God crushed that golden day? That's why the evaluation is so high...” Zhou Yuan scratched his head, he doesn't have much ambition. After all, if only seven rings were reached, his purpose would be achieved.

Of course, he was able to get two extra rings, and naturally he didn't resist, after all, which was kind of an endorsement of his intrusion.

However, knowing the results also caused him to breathe a long breath, such as relieving the burden, until the bell rang, which represented his true passing of the Trial 3.

Suppressing the flashes in his heart, Zhou Yuan raised his head and saw nothing but a mountain path with green stone pavement in front, constantly winding up, on both sides of the mountain path, visible the stream waterfall.

The mist has disappeared here, and apparently the circumference has penetrated into the main peak.

Along the mountain trail, you must be able to reach your destination.

Zhou Yuan licked his lips, no longer hesitating, and walked straight forward, along the highway, slowly.

After so little more than a dozen minutes, his footsteps slowed down, as the mountain path ahead appeared at the end, only at the top of Mount Emerald, an ancient palace, standing quietly among the clouds.

The palace, extraordinarily quaint, is covered with traces of age.

This great hall is the main hall of Saint Yuan Peak!

Zhou Yuan stood in front of the main hall and his eyes looked hot at it. His dream of a second holy line should be hidden in the main hall.

He looked around and tried to step out, but the next moment he stopped sharply, his eyes staring a little amazingly at the front, only to see the space outside the hall, hidden in shattered marks.

An unspeakable and dangerous aura that exudes.

“Is there such a terrible seal outside this main hall?” Zhou Yuan's face was heavy and the seal gave him a more dangerous feeling than those outside the mountains.

He has no doubt that, with his strength today, if he touches the aftermath of this seal slightly, it will be the absence of the remains, and even the strong in the heavens and the sun will come to an ordinary end.

Obviously, this seal is the last layer of protection to protect the main hall.

Zhou Yuan's face was so difficult, he finally broke through Trial 3, thought he was on a straight path, how come another seal appeared? Teach them how to get out of the mountains? But he fears that at this time he will let them in, and I'm afraid he will discover the presence of the holy crest...

Zhou Yuan sang slightly, and suddenly the spirit flashed, patting his head: “I forgot about it. ”

His palm slapped the dry sac between his waist, a glorious palm rose, a white jade-like token. It was, of course, in the holy land, the letter left to Zhou Yuan by Ancestor Xuan.

Ancestor Xuan said that with this seal, the seal can be broken.

“I can only try…” Although I'm not sure it will work, there is no other way around the week.

When he lifted his palm, the white jade token slowly rose, followed by a seal outside the main hall, gradually coming into contact.

Zhou Yuan watched with tremendous tension and was on full alert. Once something went wrong, he intended to slip away directly.

On top of the white jade token, there is a gentle light emitted, the light spreads, only the incredibly horrible seal can be seen, it is like a crippled snow meets lava, quickly melting.

In just a few minutes, the seal enclosed outside the main palace is accompanied by a light breeze that retreats as much as possible.

Distorted space, gradually recovered.

“So easy...”

Zhou Yuan shrugged and couldn't hold his tongue. Fortunately, the ancestors left him a letter. Otherwise, with his strength, he couldn't break the seal at all.

He reached out his palm and the white jade token fell back into his hand.

His eyes looked forward again, at this time outside the main hall, completely unobstructed, so he no longer hesitated, quickly walked forward, closed the main hall for not knowing how many years, pushed heavily.

Squeak.

The doors swung open and the ancient atmosphere swept in.

The palace is spacious and still has a long lamp burning, the blue stone floor is smooth as a mirror, and the fiber dust is spotless.

Zhou Yuan's gaze was directly at the center of the temple, where there was a statue of a jade stone, a handsome mysterious teenager, like that, Zhou Yuan was not stranger, and Heron was the ancient Xuan who had met in the Holy Land.

Qingyu's ancestors looked like Xuxu, and his eyes were deep and gentle, exuded a sense of mystery, but also had an indescribable sense of majesty.

As the first strong man in the past, even a jade statue, obviously possesses some kind of power.

“Ancestor, we meet again...”

Zhou Yuan looked at Qingyu statue, sighed and spoke to himself.

If he hadn't met the remains of Ancestor Xuan in the Holy Land, perhaps he wouldn't necessarily have come to the Ancestor Xuan Sect, but from now on, he is grateful for Ancestor's pointing to him...

He bent over to Qingyu and raised his head. “Ancestor, I'm here. What about the second holy print? ”

Green jade statue has no movement, that gentle deep gaze, staring at Zhouyuan.

Zhou Yuan smiled embarrassingly. “Shall I look for it myself? ”

After that, he got up and wandered around the hall, but nothing was gained. Finally, he came to Qingyu statue. Here, he saw a seal of jade.

The jade seal emits an ancient light, and the circumference picks it up, extremely heavy, can only be seen on the jade seal, with the word Holy Source.

“Is this the pinnacle of Saint Yuan Peak?” If Zhou Yuan had thought about it, it is precisely because there is no such stamp that no peak owner has appeared over the years.

However, although the Peak Master Seal is valuable, the Zhou Yuan is not very interested, so put it back.

Neither he nor he found the presence of the second holy line.

This made Zhou Yuan a little rushed. He tortured for so long, not the second holy line, but now he has reached his destination, but he cannot find the holy line.

“Joe, are you kidding me? ”

Zhou Yuan mumbled. He sat down on a futon plate in front of the blue jade statue. He stared at the blue jade statue with a sad frown.

One man, one jade statue looks at each other.

At that moment, Zhou Yuan seemed to feel that the eyes of the jade statue flashed with a glow.

Zhou Yuan slightly dashed, his mind hidden some enlightenment, so he held his breath, his eyes deep, the broken holy line slowly spinning, a low drink, from his heart sounded.

“Broken Sacred Mark! ”

As the holy lines rotated, the blue jade statue in front of him seemed to change somewhat. The jade stone gradually became transparent, and the eyes of the circumference moved slowly, finally staying on the palm of the jade statue.

Only there, deep in the jade stone, an ancient and mysterious light pattern, quietly wrapped around it, exuded a reckless atmosphere.

Looking at that ancient mysterious light, Zhouyuan's heart beats violently like a drum, and that huge, exciting color emerges.

The second holy print, it's here!