Dragon Prince Yuan

Boo!

The ancient bells howl in the heavens and the earth, but also make the astonishing boiling and hot, noisy noise in the Xuanzheng sect, making this ancient cultivation sanctuary like the fairy realm, all become like the market.

Because today is the opening of the Source Pool Festival.

Saint Yuan Peak.

Outside the cave, Zhou Tai waited anxiously with several disciples. In front of them, he swallowed and his beautiful face was bland.

“Little sister, how is Zhou Yuan's brother? If he doesn't come out, he won't make it!” Zhou Tai couldn't help but look at the dead, "he said.

He shook his head and said, "He's in lockdown. If it's over, come out, don't disturb him. ”

Hearing that, Zhou Tai et al. could only suffer from the face. Faced with the face of the day, they really didn't have the temper at all, because they knew that compared to Zhou Yuan's chief, I'm afraid it was only the Dinghai Shen Needle of Shengyuan Peak.

Boo!

A bright bell honks constantly between heaven and earth, while Zhou Tai and others, in that bell, constantly walks back and forth, anxious.

They can't imagine how much of a joke Zhou Yuan would make if he couldn't make it to the Source Pool Festival. At that point, the sword would surely think that Zhou Yuan was intentionally hiding in this way.

That weak name will surely be worn on the heads of Zhouyuan and Holy Source Peak.

This is too much for both reputations.

And just as the cold sweat on their foreheads grew, a familiar voice finally came from the cave, so Zhou Tai and others relieved themselves.

“Oh, keep your brother waiting. ”

Zhou Tai, they rushed up their heads, and then saw Zhou Yuan walking slowly out of the cave.

At this time, the circumference, smiling face, divine appearance, especially a pair of eyes, seems to be extremely bright, like stars, if it is a direct look, it makes people's eyes feel a little tingly.

Zhou Tai felt that the current week seemed a little different, but could not say exactly.

But there was no leisure to pay attention to them at this time, and he said, “Now that it's off, let's go. Our disciples at Saint Yuan Peak are waiting for you. ”

Zhou Yuan nodded his head and glanced at the young man. The latter's eyes paused between his eyebrows. “Not bad, I'm not disappointed at all. ”

Zhou Yuan laughed and didn't say much, the sleeve robe waved, the source gas rose up, directly burdened the crowd, quickly rose up.

The cloud of the source gas swept through the sky, and more than a dozen minutes later, it fell in front of a main palace at St. Yuan Peak, only here, where disciples from both pulses of St. Yuan Peak came together, a piece of black pressure.

At this time, these disciples obviously also had to wait a little anxiety. Now that Zhou Yuan shows up, they suddenly relieve themselves greatly and all hold their boxing ceremonies.

“Seen the chief! ”

Zhou Yuan hugged his fist for a gift and then looked at Shen Taiyuan in front of the main palace. “Don't blame Master Shen when it's too late. ”

Shen Taiyuan was steady and not anxious. Instead, he shook his hand with a smile. "Now that we're here, let's go. ”

His sleeve was swinging, the source gas rolled, directly rolled up many disciples, and rose.

……

Outside the source pool.

Black-pressed crowds filled nearby mountain peaks with noise.

The disciples of the various peaks are clearly distinguished, and at this time they all look in the direction of the Holy Source Peak, because the remaining six peaks have arrived as many times as possible, except in the absence of the Holy Source Peak.

And over time, some whispering has spread quietly.

“What is this St. Yuan Peak doing? It's this time of year, he hasn't even shown up yet. ”

“Were you scared by the sword? Do you want to give up this source-pool festival? ”

“Well... that's not unlikely, but in that case, what face does Saint Yuan Peak have? In all these years, I haven't seen the peak of the Source Pool Festival. ”

“Oh, anyway, go in and be crushed by the sword...”

“It seems that the chief Zhou Yuan did not bring much confidence to the disciples of Saint Yuan Feng? ”

“ …… ”

Similar voice, constantly passing.

And where the disciples of Sword Lai Feng set foot, there are already many disciples making a laugh, the divine state is slightly arrogant, this attitude of fear of Saint Yuan Peak obviously gives them some sense of facial satisfaction.

Kong Sheng, Zhao Candle and Bailiqiu stood at the forefront of many disciples, and they looked at each other with an unknown colour.

Are you really scared of this holy peak?

“Looks like I overestimated the week.” Baili's faint tone was ironic, and he obviously didn't want St. Yuan Peak to be afraid to attend the Source Pool Festival, because how else would he behave?

So, in the face of Holy Source Peak, who dared not appear, he had a little anger in his mind.

That Zhou Yuan doesn't have much skill, but it's disgusting!

Whoops!

However, just when hundreds of miles of crystal were slightly upset, there was a breaking wind in the heavens and the earth, followed by countless disciples who saw the source gas cloud fall from the sky, and hundreds of disciples of Sun Yuan Peak, also landed on a mountain not far away.

When they appeared, the sword peaked at the sharp gaze of many disciples, and quickly and severely projected away.

Shen Taiyuan raised his head and looked up at the sky. There were six shadows with a great shoreline, "Your Eminence, the disciples of Saint Yuan Peak have arrived. ”

At high altitude, Qingyang's eyes looked down and nodded slightly. Then his loud voice rang out from the heavens and the earth.

“Yuanqi is the source dragon vein at the foot of my Yuanqian sect. I, Yuanqian sect, have stood up to this day, and with its help, today you will enter Yuanqi to gain an opportunity, and naturally take care to be grateful. ”

Countless disciples look sober and then hold their fists and bend over to this mountain pulse.

Qingyang taught him a slight nod, "You must already know the rules in the Source Pool Festival, the peaks compete together, and finally the source marrow is more, the rating will naturally be higher. ”

His voice paused, and he continued: "... According to this sensation, the 'Xuanyuan Cave Sky’ on the mainland of Shenzhou will reappear this year. This is the birthplace of the great fortune in Xuanyuan, the whole of Xuanyuan sky countless sectarian forces have nothing to do with it, so whenever the 'Xuanyuanyuan Cave Sky’ is present, it will trigger the world wind and cloud. ”

“Therefore, after discussing with the five peak owners, this time my place in Genyuan Cave Heaven will be allocated according to the performance of the peaks in the Genji Festival. ”

Boom!

In this statement, the whole atmosphere outside the source pool is instantly boiling, not to mention ordinary disciples, even those peak sons who stood before many disciples, are motivated, unable to remain calm.

Xuanyuan Dongtian!

This is the place of their long-awaited bliss!

Now, finally wait for the news to open?!

Zhou Yuan, who stood in front of the disciples of Saint Yuan Peak, also stood still at this time, couldn't help licking his lips.

He didn't expect that he would be here again to get information about Xuanyuan Cave Sky.

And from the clues revealed in the second holy line...

It seems that the third holy line is in the sky of the Xuanyuan cave!