"It's Senior Sister Yunluo!"

Yun Luo's white dress flutters, outlining her slender and delicate figure, with perfect curves and light dancing in her hair, which makes her temperament unparalleled and amazing.

But her beautiful face is still as cold as ice, like an iceberg goddess, making people unable to get close to it.

However, this did not damage her popularity. When she appeared, countless male disciples in the world had their eyes hot and their faces were full of unconcealed admiration.

The disciples of Tianji Garden couldn't help but compare Xiaoxiao with him.

The two have a temperament, both of them have a cold temperament.

However, Yunluo's coldness is because there are too many people who covet her appearance on weekdays. As long as she adds a little color to a man, the latter will bow down, which will not only attract criticism to her, but also cause trouble to herself.

Over the years, there have been many disciples of the opposite sex who were once quite close to her, which have attracted other disciples to be jealous and even rejected.

Over time, Yunluo restrained her emotions and became cold as icebergs, keeping some distance from the opposite sex. If this is the case, it will be good for everyone.

Xiaoxiao's coldness comes from her soul and bloodline.

That feeling is like the indifference of a person when facing an ant. Because both sides are not on the same level, there is no need to show the so-called emotions.

Just like when a person walks, he ignores whether the ant under his feet will be stepped to death.

It is this cold temperament that makes Xiao Xiaoyu look mysterious.

When Song Jue heard the hot gazes all over the mountains, he pulled the corners of his mouth slightly. If these people saw her heroic appearance of holding Xiaoxiao and blowing each other last night, would the illusion in his heart be a little shattered?

Yunluo, who was fluttering in the white dress, ignored the countless hot gazes. Her eyes flashed across the corner, and finally seemed to be on the top of a mountain without any trace.

There is exactly where Song Jue and Song Jue are.

"Yunluo, get ready." Su Qinglian said to Yunluo.

Yun Luosi slightly and sat down cross-legged.

The higher the level, the higher the disciples, they are naturally the most advanced in the baptism of the sky thunder. Therefore, Yunluo occupied the entire island alone, and no one said anything.

In front of everyone, Yunluo waved his hand and dragon primordials were suspended around him, hundreds of thousands, with an astonishing number.

Looking at the numerous dragons, the eyes of many disciples were full of covetousness. So many dragons would definitely be able to achieve the baptism of the seven dragons.

That kind of baptism of level is not something that ordinary disciples can achieve.

Yun Luo waved his sleeves, and all the dragon primordials entered a protruding huge dragon mouth that attracted the thunder pillar!

After a while, the ancient mottled stone pillar gradually burst out at this time, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth also gathered and was sucked into the stone pillar.

The next moment, a pillar of light surged into the sky.

Boom boom!

A bolt suddenly emerged from the calm sky, and the wind and thunder all over the sky seemed to be attracted by some kind of at this time. With a loud bang, a lightning light of about about a foot of lightning roared down and hit the "thunderbolt".

The "thunder-induced pillar" trembled, but the lightning was absorbed by it, and then it ejected out of the countless holes again and directly hit Yunluo.

So, on the top of the mountain, the thunder began to resound continuously, and Yunluo's calm figure could be vaguely seen in the dazzling thunder lightning.

This lasted about a pillar of incense, and the sky thunder gradually stopped, and when the light on the stone pillar reached its peak, light dragons rose from the mottled stone pillar and hovered around Yunluo.

One...two... in a blink of an eye, seven dragon shadows were reached!

The spiritual energy in the entire world seemed to be gathering towards Yunluo, forming a spiritual energy storm of about a thousand feet...

"It was indeed the baptism of the seven dragons!"

Many disciples looked at the seven dragon shadows with a keen eye. This was what they had always dreamed of.

But among the many disciples of Xuanji Sect, only the ten saints can easily do this. Other disciples, even at each peak, have to rely on some luck.

"It is worthy of being the Holy Son, the baptism of the Seven Dragons is easy."

On the mountain, Chen Chong showed his envy. The top ten geniuses all have exclusive fields in Tianchi, with rich resources of water and beasts, unlike them who are still searching everywhere.

Song Jue smiled and said, "She won't stop at the Seven Dragons this time..."

Chen Chong was shocked and said, "Is Senior Sister Yun going to attack the Baptism of the Eight Dragons? But this requires the dragon essence of a thousand-foot water beast to do it."

Song Jue said: "The water monster that the three geniuses competed for was killed by her!"

At this moment, there was a burst of exclamation from the sky!

Yun Luoyu waved her hand and a huge dragon element slowly floated towards the dragon's mouth.

"That's...that's the Long Yuan of the Thousand-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Fone Long?" Shocking voices suddenly came one after another.

No one expected that Yunluo would get the dragon essence of the Thousand-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Dragon Baptism today!

In the past, only Sang Qingjun did this.

"Senior Sister Yun is really amazing. She even took the dragon essence of this thousand-foot water beast without saying a word!"

"Before Mingyang and Qin Muge also entered Tianchi, and they thought they were fighting for the Thousand-Step Water Beast, but now there is no sign. Have they never competed for Senior Sister Yun?"

"Hehe, it seems that everyone underestimated Senior Sister Yun. I can't say that the rankings of Senior Brother Mingyang and Senior Sister Yun must be changed."

“…”

Many disciples whispered, their eyes full of admiration.

Although the disciples of Jianjifeng strongly supported Mingyang, the number of people was still small after all, and those rebuttals were soon overwhelmed by everyone.

On a mountain, Mingyang stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at the vision in the sky with a cold expression, and his palm couldn't help but hold it tightly.

"We are all one step ahead by Senior Sister Yun." Qin Muge sighed.

Mingyang's eyes suddenly looked at a mountain in the distance, where Song Jue was there. Looking at Song Jue, his eyes couldn't help but become colder.

If Song Jue hadn't intervened this time, Long Yuan would not have fallen into Yunluo's hands.

roar!

At this moment, the dazzling light suddenly exploded.

A low dragon roar sounded, and another dragon shadow roared out of the stone pillar and hovered around Yunluo.

Eight Dragons!

The whole world was in an uproar.

Yunluo looked at the eight dragon shadows and sighed slightly, but then she stopped hesitating, took a deep breath, and thoughts moved.

roar!

Eight dragon shadows roared and roared down one after another, pouring directly into Yunluo's spiritual cap.

Boom boom!

The spiritual energy rolled, like a magnificent cloud and mist, gradually covering her beautiful figure.

After many years, the Baptism of the Eight Dragons finally appeared over Tianchi again.
Chapter completed!