The first dragon of all time

Long Bingling gritted his teeth, "I didn't expect that Long Jinxuan'er would be so insidious and deliberately slapped. Now, they all mistakenly think that you have failed Long Jinxuan'er. Your reputation is completely ruined. What should we do now?"

Long Qingchen said indifferently, "I don't care about reputation at all. It's up to them whatever they think of it."

"I don't care either!"

Long Bingling has a beautiful appearance, and her smile is even more beautiful. Her big eyes are slightly curved, like a pair of crescent moons.

boom! boom! boom! ...

The duels went on very quickly, mainly because the cultivation levels of various dragon geniuses and beauties were uneven. The lowest cultivation level was only the eighth level of the Dragon Realm, while the highest cultivation level reached the fifth level of the Blood Dragon Realm. They rarely appeared. Evenly matched situation.

After two rounds of competition, 300 winners were selected, passed the assessment of Dragon Blood Martial Palace, and officially became the outer disciples of Dragon Blood Martial Palace.

However, those outside the three hundred were eliminated and could only return to various dragon clans to wait for opportunities in the coming year, or find another way out.

"The road of cultivation is so cruel. If you are eliminated, don't be discouraged and keep working hard."

The old man in white robe looked at the more than 800 eliminated people and encouraged them.

More than 800 eliminated people left sadly. Before leaving, they all looked at the 300 winners who passed the assessment with envy. These 300 winners will be cultivated by the Dragon Blood Martial Palace's training resources. It won't take long. , it will widen the gap with them, and from now on, it will be a level higher than them.

The three hundred winners were naturally elated, hugging each other and cheering.

Looking at Long Bingling with beads of sweat on her white forehead, Long Qingchen was happy for her, "Congratulations on passing the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Examination."

"A piece of cake!"

Long Bingling smiled happily and raised her snow-white neck proudly, like a proud swan.

Long Qingchen shook his head and laughed. He couldn't bear to hurt her. She passed the test mainly because of good luck. In the two duels, she did not encounter a strong opponent.

As if remembering something, Long Bingling's smile slowly disappeared and dimmed, "Even my fourth-level cultivation of the Mysterious Dragon Realm can pass the test, and your sixth-level cultivation of the Mystical Dragon Realm can definitely pass the test, but you chose the path of dragon blood. If you can’t enter the Dragon Blood Martial Palace, there’s no point in me going in.”

Long Qingchen patted her slender shoulder, "Don't worry, I can definitely pass the Dragon Blood Road."

Hearing what he said, Long Bingling frowned, "Dragon Blood Road is extremely dangerous. Don't force yourself if you can't make it. Do what you can. Safety is the most important thing."

Long Qingchen smiled and said, "I understand."

On the other side, Long Qingze was also smiling. He was also lucky and passed the assessment.

"Brother Ze, is there anything you want me to say to the Great Elder?"

Long Qingyue looked at his smile with flashing eyes.

Long Qingze smiled and said, "Take a message to my father, saying that I passed the examination and was selected into the Dragon Blood Martial Palace, so that he doesn't have to worry about it."

"Um."

Long Qingyue was eliminated in the first round. This was expected. It seemed that she had been mentally prepared for it and was not disappointed.

"Here's this for you. It contains sandalwood powder, which can refresh your mind and has some effect on your cultivation."

Before leaving, she put a sachet into Long Qingze's hand. The sachet was embroidered with a red peony flower pattern, "If the embroidery is not good, don't laugh at me."

Long Qingze held the sachet and watched her hurriedly away in confusion.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Long Qingchen sighed in his heart, Qinghu seemed to be in bad luck...,...

The white-robed old man glanced at the winners seriously, "You guys, don't be too happy too early. Entering the Dragon Blood Martial Palace to practice is just the first step on your path to practice. There is still a long road ahead, so don't slack off. , strive to be selected into the inner court as soon as possible.”

"Disciple, please follow the instructions of the Deputy Palace Master."

"I will definitely work harder and live up to the Deputy Palace Master's expectations."...

Only then did the heated minds of the winners who passed the assessment return to normal.

The old man in white robe turned to look at Long Qingchen, "Follow me."

"With his cultivation at the sixth level of the Mysterious Dragon Realm, he has a high chance of passing the assessment, but he chose the path of dragon blood and asked for trouble!"

"He has a heaven-level dragon vein, so he thinks he's great. Let's see how he gets into trouble later!"...

Because Long Qingchen "let down" Long Jinxuan'er, his reputation was completely ruined, and none of the winners had a favorable impression of him.

Following the old man in white robe, he walked towards a cliff.

"They have passed the assessment. They should go to the warehouse to receive their waist badges, swords, clothes and elixirs. What are they going to do on Dragon Blood Road?"

"Could it be that someone wants to take the path of dragon blood?"

"It's possible, go and take a look!"...

It caught the attention of the senior disciples. They were all surprised and followed him one after another.

Arriving at the foot of the cliff, Long Qingchen looked up and saw a stone staircase leading to the top of the mountain. There were ninety-nine steps in total, covered with dead leaves. On the surface, there was nothing strange about it, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself. A voice said, "This is the Dragon Blood Road?..."

"Since ancient times, of all the geniuses who have crossed the Dragon's Blood Road, about half of them died directly on the Dragon's Blood Road, and the other half were seriously injured. Only seven of them successfully crossed the Dragon's Blood Road."

The white-robed old man stared at Long Qingchen, "I'll ask you one last time, are you going to take the path of dragon blood? It's still too late to regret it now!"

"Sister Yu, it's the pretty boy you've fallen in love with who wants to take the path of dragon blood."

"He hasn't even reached the Dragon Blood Realm. Isn't he looking for death?"...

The senior disciples looked at Long Qingchen in surprise.

"Have you ever seen any pretty boy who dared to cross the path of dragon blood?"

A tall female disciple with long hair like snow, although beautiful in appearance, has a heroic temperament about her body. She said domineeringly, "Whoever dares to call him a pretty boy from now on will be in trouble with me!"

"Sister Yu, just now, you were the first to call him pretty boy."

"That's right, you can't accuse us wrongly."...

The senior disciples booed.

The tall woman's face turned slightly red, she put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "I've changed my mind now. In short, you can't call him a pretty boy!"

"Junior brother, I support you!"

She put her hands at the corners of her mouth, making them sound like trumpets, and yelled.

Long Qingchen ignored these senior disciples and kept his eyes firm, "I'm determined. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuａ.com "

The old man in white robe suddenly laughed and patted his shoulder, "Okay, I appreciate your courage. If you fail, according to the regulations of Dragon Blood Martial Palace, you will never be accepted. I can accept you as my successor." disciple!"

"The deputy palace master really thinks highly of him. Although he can't enter the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Palace, he can be accepted as a disciple by the deputy palace master. The deputy palace master's direct disciples are no worse than the disciples in the inner courtyard."

"The premise is that he can survive the Dragon Blood Path."...

The senior disciples couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Long Bingling's face turned pale and she clutched Long Qingchen's sleeve tightly.

"Believe me."

Long Qingchen gave her a reassuring look and slowly took off her hand.

Long Jinxuan'er took a step forward, tears filling her beautiful eyes, "Brother Chen, you must survive. I don't mind what happened between you and Bing Ling."

"He treats Sister Xuan'er like this, and Sister Xuan'er is still worried about him. Sister Xuan'er is too soft-hearted."

"He has such a good fiancée, but he is still not satisfied. It is really hateful!"...

Many geniuses have red eyes.

Long Bingling glared at Long Jinxuan'er, "Hypocritical!"

Long Jinxuan'er looked sad, "I don't mind you and Brother Chen being together, what else do you want from me?"

Long Bing's spirit was so strong that he said, "I want you to die!"

"Long Bingling, don't go too far!"

"Sister Xuan'er gives you permission, don't push yourself too far!"...

Many geniuses were completely angry, rolling up their sleeves and swarming over them.

Long Bing gritted his teeth in a spirit, wishing he could pounce on him and bite Long Jinxuan'er.

Long Qingchen shook his head slightly at her and told her not to continue arguing. She couldn't fight against the scheming Long Jinxuan'er.