True Martial World

"Let you sacrifice blood, what are you doing?"

Seeing Yi Yun did not react, a thick eyebrows and pro-disciples did not say good, Yi Yun saw this thick eyebrow youth, he knows that this person surnamed Song, is the shallowest of the four pro-disciples, according to the Ji Shi brother said It will take a few more days for this person to be officially accepted as a disciple by the elders of Taiqing.

Seeing Yi Yun indifferently looked at himself, he no longer cares, the thick eyebrow youth is angry, he is a pro-disciple disciple, when he was not taken by the stars, he has long been used to the envious and respectful eyes of others. When I saw a disciple still in the assessment, despised myself?

He was trying to teach this kid who didn't know how to be good. At this moment, Brother Ji stopped the young man with thick eyebrows. "Song Shidi, yes!"

After all, Ji Shixi looked at Yi Yun: "You are not willing to sacrifice blood?"

Yi Yundao: "You seem to want to activate 亢龙鼎? But I came to participate in the assessment, not to give you experiments."

Yi Yun is very clear about the purpose of Wanshenling. It is nothing more than taking him as a mouse. They want to achieve their goals.

Yi Yun originally joined Wan Shenling in order to contact the old snake. He did not want to attract too much attention. If the process of Yu Ding was too hot, he would not have a quiet day in Wanshenling.

As for offending the gods, Yi Yun didn't care. When he was dripping blood, the light of his eyes noticed that the eyes of the old snake had fallen on him for a long time. So, Yi Yun believed that he showed it. Things are enough to make the old snake interested.

However, after Yi Yun said this, the audience, especially those who had sharpened their heads and wanted to go to Wanshenling, were dumbfounded.

These people want to join Wanshenling, which is not sincere and fearful. Seeing the disciples of Wanshenling, not to mention the disciples, even ordinary disciples, are also respectful, all kinds of salutes, such as Yi Yun, talking to pro-disciples It’s too far off the mark.

"This guy... swearing."

The young Chinese youths didn’t know what to say, and the two people who were in contact with the old oil who sold the scalper tickets were more than one.

Not only the "Huigen" is so powerful, the momentum is even stronger, and the faces of the disciples and the elders of Wanshenling are not awkward.

"Oh, it’s really courageous, but young people are too arrogant, but even if you are talented, you will stand out in the place where you grow up, but when you come out and touch the wider world, you know that you are just a frog at the bottom of the well. The genius is too much, and many exceed your imagination."

Mo Shanqing's secluded opening, he can see that Yi Yun's roots are much deeper than the general border warlords. He should be a genius, so arrogant.

However, in Wanshenling, there are too many geniuses. Many of them are also genius disciples who are arrogant and arrogant. After entering Wanshenling, they find that they are only ordinary members, and naturally they are arrogant.

For such a person, Mo Shanqing only wants to be a child, and does not care.

"To sacrifice your blood, I am not asking for your opinion, but commanding you."

Mo Shanqing’s voice was a bit cold. How can he, as an elder of Wanshenling, allow a disciple of the beginning to challenge his authority?

How can a junior dare to talk to him in such a tone. In the history of Wanshenling, there were several disciples who took treasures from the Wanshen Ridge, and did not hand over the treasures to Wanshenling?

After listening to Mo Shanqing's words, Yi Yun's brow wrinkled more tightly. When he was thinking about how to deal with it, at this moment, Yi Yun's ear rang a deep qi.

"Have the blood, a few drops, you don't want to mix here, I want to mix it here! Don't mess with the old man."

Ok?

Yi Yun’s heart moved and turned to look at the direction of the old snake, but he saw that the old man had found a corner and sat down cross-legged. His original clothes were a bit ragged, and now he sat there holding a dirty wine gourd. Drinking and watching a movie is like a jealousy.

The old snake opened, Yi Yun still chose to listen, he believes in magic snow.

One finger of the sword, cut through the fingers, a few drops of blood flew out, straight into the sky!

At the moment when blood entered the cloud, Yi Yun felt that a sudden invisible force cut into the cloud, and this force directly cut off the connection between himself and the few drops of blood.

"Hey!"

The blood was shot into the dragon dragon, and the sound was like the impact of steel **** and bronze.

However, Xiaolong Ding did not move, and was not stimulated by the blood of Yi Yun.

Yi Yun’s heart was shocked, just the power...

Yi Yun looked at the old snake, is this old man?

The old snake drank wine, and the other thing was not related to himself. Yi Yun’s heart was puzzled. How did the old guy immediately wipe out his blood mark, and it felt like he had changed the blood of a person.

"Failed?"

Seeing that Long Ding did not respond, Mo Shanqing shook his head.

Sure enough, just by chance? There was no treasure in the dragon tripod. It was a bit strange. Now the blood of Yiyun is once again sacrificed, but it has not caused any change in the dragon dragon, which makes Moshan’s heart disappointing.

The great work of getting it is gone.

Mo Shanqing was disappointed, but Song Shidi was very proud of his heart. He was really afraid that Yi Yun would once again shake up Long Ding, so that he was not riding on his head in Wanshenling?

"This kid, and his face is arrogant. Uncle Mo Shi opened his mouth. It is not a blood sacrifice. It is a pity that there is no use, no waste."

Song Shidi sneered ironically, before he was dismissed by Yi Yun, now he always calculated a sigh of relief.

"Mu Shishu, just shaking Long Ding, it should be just a coincidence, maybe it has nothing to do with him. This person should be unqualified and cannot become my disciple of Wanshen."

The brother of Ji, who was led by four pro-disciples, also said.

Mo Shanqing was hesitant for a time. In this case, he had never seen it before. He did not know how to judge Yiyun.

However, Xiaolong Ding is of great importance. Even if he knows the process of the dragon's appearance, most of them are just coincidences. Mo Shanqing does not want to give up this opportunity. When he thinks of it, Mo Shanqing ignites a special phonogram and asks the head.

Yi Yun looked at it all lightly. These guys made a mistake. They thought that they were crying and trying to join Wanshenling. In fact, what Wanlingling, Yiyun didn’t want to enter, he was going to turn around and go. When he was in his ear, he remembered the sound of the previous air.

"After the birth, the temper is not so rushing, there are some interesting places in Wanshenling, or else you think the old man I am doing here?"

Hearing this voice, Yi Yun could only stop. He looked at the old snake silently. The old man seemed to be a locust in his stomach. He could always guess what he was thinking, which made Yi Yun very uncomfortable. This old guy must have known that it was the magic snow that allowed him to come, but he still looked like he was unreasonable.

At this moment, another fire ignited, which was the phonogram of the response given by Wan Shenling.

"Mr. Uncle, this guy has been brushed down?"

Song Shidi looked at Yi Yun with a contemptuous look. Fortunately, he said that he especially hated these disciples who had the so-called "Huigen" and mixed into Wanshenling. They were not geniuses, but because of these messy things, they Flying sky, why?

He Song Bowen worked hard to cultivate, only to exchange for today's achievements, but his blood can not let Xiaolong Ding have a little reaction, is this fair?

This Lao Shizi 亢 Long Ding, do not know which standard to implement!

Not only can Song Bowen not be able to take advantage of it, the other three pro-disciples are the same, which makes them somewhat resistant to Yi Yun and the snake girl.

However, at this time, Mo Shanqing, who learned the contents of the notes, bowed his head for a long time, finally looked up, looked at Yi Yun with a look of eccentricity, and was not willing to say: "Boy, you are lucky, you are designated as I have been a disciple. I am a teacher, I am willing to accept you as a disciple."