Dragon Prince Yuan

Sword Lai Feng.

In a stone pavilion, Kong Sheng, Zhao Candle and Bailiqiu sat in it. The first two were focusing on playing chess, while Bailiqiu was the disciple of the newspaper who put his eyes in front of him, his eyes playing.

“That weekend, dare you say that? Let me go to Saint Yuan Peak to make amends? Otherwise, he's going to be rude to my sword at the Origin Pool Festival?” Bailey smiled and looked at the person and said.

The disciple nodded, "If the previous disciple of Saint Yuan Peak came, it should be true. ”

Baili smiled and waved him back. Then he turned his eyes to the two people who were playing chess. “This Zhou Yuan brother is really..."

He thought for half a day, and eventually he seemed a little helpless to laugh: "I don't know the thickness of heaven and earth. ”

He can't imagine where the Zhou Yuan actually came from, dare to convey such words, he still suspect that the sword peak sin is not hard enough?

By then, once the Source Pool Festival opens and the sword comes under the rage of the Peak, his Holy Source Peak will instantly have to be extinguished.

Kongsheng and Zhao candle in the stone pavilion were not at all concerned, obviously just as a nonsense, that silent gesture is undoubtedly a kind of strong people can only have a hard contempt for the weak.

Bailey sat down beside him and smiled: “I intend to pass on the words of Master Zhou Yuan to all disciples of Jianlaifeng. ”

Kong Sheng and Zhao Candle had just slowly raised their heads and nodded. “Go and do it. ”

They naturally know what Baili means. Today's Sword Peak is angry with Saint Yuan Peak, and the weekend dares to release such words, which will undoubtedly ignite the anger of all disciples of Sword Peak.

In such circumstances, no matter how tragic St. Yuen's Peak was, I'm afraid the others could only say that they took it for their own good.

The weak should honestly keep their heads down and jump up and down, which is a death wish.

Baili chuckled, he would naturally find a way to add some material to Zhou Yuan's words, so that even their two sons, one chief, would want to show some mercy for Holy Source Peak, I'm afraid other swords to come to the peak disciples, would not agree.

At that time, St. Yuan Peak will have nowhere to go.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of Saint Yuan Peak in the distance, with his mouth slightly clammy.

He would send people to pass on that kind of words, the purpose of which was to provoke the Zhou Yuan. I didn't expect the latter to send him what he wanted so easily, even retributively. At present, he can use the Zhou Yuan's words to get the sword to unite up and down the peak, directly target the target, the Zhou Yuan and the Holy Source Peak.

Under such great circumstances, it is not so much the anger of their two sons, a chief who cannot forcibly suppress the sword to the summit, that even many elders are powerless.

This time, the result of the blow to St. Source Peak has remained unchanged.

Bailey smiled slightly. He has just become the chief of the Sword Peak. Naturally, he needs a steady prestige. Where does this prestige come from? As long as Holy Source Peak and Zhou Yuan are tremendously stepped on this time, his prestige will naturally be greatly enhanced, even if it is favored by the Lord of the Spiritual Peak, there will be an opportunity to strike the Son in the future.

So, this Source Pool Festival was his best performance opportunity, and at this time, if Saint Yuan Feng really took a soft confession, he would be a little unhappy.

“Zhou Yuan, Zhou Yuan, you are still too young...”

……

“I've sent word to that hundred crystals, and I think he's going to go out with vinegar and get the whole sword to come back to me and the rage against Saint Yuan Peak. ”

“Conflict conflict deepened, so that during the Source Pool Festival, Sword Peak will definitely be the first task to clean up Saint Source Peak. Otherwise, the anger of the disciples can't even hold down Kong Saint and Zhao Candle.” In the quiet and cool cave, the spots fell from the top of the cave, and Zhou Yuan looked at the dawn beside him and said with a smile.

“As long as they have such an urgent desire, we will be able to really bring the sword to the peak, and then...”

He stretched his hand out and suddenly held it together.

“Bring them to a pot! ”

Zhou Yuan's mouth was smiling, and his thoughts were clear, how he did not know, but what the latter did not know was that he had no fear of revenge from the sword.

Instead, today he is already conceiving how to pit the sword into this huge thing in the source-pool festival.

Sooner or later, for that fascinating junction, many things were prepared, and their goal was to wipe out the sword, so this had to bring in all the disciples of the sword.

Otherwise, the obsessive junction will only be trapped some, and the rest of the Sword Lai Feng disciples will still be in great trouble.

So, they need to provoke the sword to the peak, so that they can lean out, so that they can truly pit the sword to the peak.

Slightly, he praised: "You have a great climate for hatred. ”

She took it seriously once, naturally intending to be the most perfect, if the disciples of Sword Peak did not come fully, then it finally succeeded, and it also appeared to have some flaws.

“But... are you so arrogant that you are not afraid to be masterminded by the disciples of Sword Peak in the future?” Sooner or later, he stared at Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan dialed the stretched peach blossom, "After this time we hit the sword to the peak, I think they should be afraid of us, the mastermind, afraid they won't dare. ”

Now that Sword Peak is high on their Holy Source Peak, it's just that they feel their Holy Source Peak is weak, but after the Source Pool Festival, maybe they don't dare to think about it anymore.

“Of course... this is all premised on the fact that your obsession is reliable, otherwise, we're going to be jokes this time. ”

“By then, I will have to hide in the Holy Source Peak shutdown and dare not go out. ”

Zhou Yuan looked at the girl beside him. The beautiful peach blossoms were all dark and glossy, and he said with a long voice: “So, I'm counting on you this time. ”

"You don't have to worry about me, but you, now that the seed of the Holy Spirit is a little bit," he said lazily. "For the next half of the month, if you can't break God's soul into the realm, go to Ye Song then. ”

Zhou Yuan's mouth punched, let him ask for Ye Song, how is it possible! No more faces!

“Rest assured, before the Origin Pool Festival arrives, I must break through to the late realm!” Zhou Yuan bit his teeth and said harshly.

Her lips curled slightly and her hands gently threw a jade bottle.

Zhou Yuan hastily picked it up. At first glance, he could only see that there was a lot of golden crystal dust floating in the jade bottle. Each grain emitted extremely magical fluctuations, causing the frowning spirit to emit a coveted thirst.

“What is this?”

“Formulated ‘coveted' … don't say I didn't help you.” After sweeping Zhou Yuan, he turned gracefully, with the chilling sound of mountain springs flowing through the mountains.

“Then you will give me a good practice of spirits and study matrices. ”

“I can't wait to take it seriously. If something goes wrong with my obsessive junction because of you, see how I take care of you! ”