Chapter 2717: Come to get people

2718-Sorcerer

Looking at the Haotian King who was embarrassed, the entire Bluestone Square fell into a rather strange silence.

Jing Mu and Xia Jiang's eyes were stiff, and the contemptuous smile that appeared on their faces was still frozen on their faces. The strongest genius King Qinghao in the bloodline actually lost, and he lost to the Qiyuan realm king in the eight bloodlines. For this kind of result, the shock of other people's hearts is no less than that of them.

"My Lord, you can now announce the result of the test." Qing Huan turned his head, three thousand Qingsi rippling in the wind, asked with a faint smile on her pretty face.

The eight world masters were stunned. They were not only surprised by Qing Huan's victory, but also because of the ancient power contained in Qing Huan's bloodline at this moment, which is a sign of returning to ancestors, possessing the powerful aura of the dragon clan in the ancient times.

The muscles around the corner of the eyes of the Qing Ancient Realm Lord twitched slightly, and his chest was undulating. Obviously, he did not expect that the person who won in the end was Qing Huan, and his heart was inexplicably uncomfortable. This time King Qing Hao not only lost the game, but Qing Huan awakened his ancestral blood. Will become the most important child of the Qinglong clan, and that level of importance will far surpass Qing Hao.

"Bamai, Qing Huan wins!"

When this voice sounded, the Bamai's children were very excited, blood boiled and tears filled their eyes.

Qing Huan nodded slightly to the world masters, received the Polar Crystal Immortal Bow, fluttered back, and landed in front of King Qifeng and the others.

"Qing Huan, good work, leave it to us next, you can't let you a girl stand in front of us men." Qifeng Wang looked at Qing Huan, with a confident smile on his mouth, said.

"Sister Qing Huan, you're so amazing, you repaired King Qing Hao, it's great." Ji Cai Cai exclaimed, clapping her hands in excitement.

"I just asked, Zhuo Bufan is training in the clan hall." Bo Yaowang said.

Qing Huan nodded to them, turned into a wisp of breeze, and quickly swept towards the clan hall.

The clan comparison continued, but because of the pearl and jade in front, the children of the Qinglong clan couldn't hold up too much energy in the following games. Instead, they all talked about the battle between Qing Huan and Qing Hao in a low voice.

King Qinghao had been helped down the square, his face was pale, and although his physical injuries were not too serious, the result of being defeated by Qing Huan in front of the whole clan made it difficult for him to accept. The pride of the dragon's first genius was completely shattered.

Outside the clan hall, a white figure floated down. Immediately, he walked briskly into a courtyard and opened a door.

Qing Huan walked into the room and looked at Zhuo Bufan lying flat on the bed with his eyes closed. His eye sockets were slightly hot, and the eye sockets suddenly became red. He saw Zhuo Bufan's clothes in tatters, blood clotting, and a horrible look The scars, skin and flesh rolled.

Although she was mentally prepared, the girl's heart trembled suddenly when she saw this scene before her.

With such scars, the battle must be extremely tragic.

"Young Master Zhuo, I won, I won King Qinghao, your careful teaching in the ancient magic restricted area was not wasted." Qing Huan stood by the bed, bowed slightly, looking at Zhuo Bufan on the bed, wriggling his lips. Said softly.

Immediately, Qing Huan lifted his jade palm, Qianqian jade fingers were like white onions, and red blood beads came out from fingertips.

Five blood beads flew over Zhuo Bufan's chest. These blood beads contained an ancient flavor, and even a faint blue-red light, spreading out ripples.

Five drops of blood fell on Zhuo Bufan's chest and penetrated into the skin. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the wounds healed quickly and eventually recovered completely without even leaving scars.

After doing all this, the paleness of Qing Huan's cheeks became even more pale. These five drops of blood were the ancestral blood that had just given birth to her ancestors. The dragon blood from ancient times was recognized as the best healing medicine in the universe.

After struggling hard, Zhuo Bufan finally raised his heavy eyelids, and a ray of light came into his eyes. At first, the scene was a little fuzzy, and then gradually became clear. A slightly pale and pretty face appeared in front of him, and he realized that he had returned to green. The dragon is lying on the bed.

"Qing Huan..." Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth and made a faint voice.

"Young Master Zhuo, you are awake." Qing Huan wept with joy.

Zhuo Bufan recalled the palm of the final saint's mind. If Yan Jing didn't spit out a source pearl, perhaps, under that terrifying power, his body would be shattered to pieces, "Yan Jing should have returned to the drought. Family?"

"Young Master Zhuo, you first restore your vitality. Here are some of the best healing sacred medicines of the Qinglong clan." Qing Huan opened his jade palm, and several round pill flew in front of Zhuo Bufan.

"Thank you." Zhuo Bufan took the pill and suddenly found that all the scars on his body had healed, as well as the broken bones. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but tugged. When he noticed Qing Huan's slightly pale face, it seemed that I understand, I'm afraid Qing Huan has expended a lot of effort to help him.

"Young Master Zhuo, why are you being so polite with me? If you hadn't taken me to the ancient magic restricted area to experience, I am afraid I would not be able to beat King Qinghao today." Qing Huan smiled calmly.

Zhuo Bufan took the pill and turned it into a warm current that spread all over the limbs, and said with a smile: "If I'm not in a coma, I would like to see the wonderful expression on King Qinghao's face when he was defeated. I'm afraid it's hard for an arrogant guy to accept this kind of result, right?"

The two of them were talking, suddenly their faces changed, and at the same time they sensed a few strong auras above the clan hall.

"Sure enough, the Jinpeng clan won't let me go easily. I didn't expect to come to the door so soon." Zhuo Bufan's eyes drenched.

"Young Master Zhuo, stay in the clan hall, the masters of the world will handle this matter." Qing Huanqiao's face changed color, and said.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said, "Hiding here, what a man is, go out to see the situation first."

And when these tyrannical auras came, it naturally caused a commotion and noise in Bluestone Square. The two juniors who were fighting in Bluestone Square also stopped and looked up with everyone.

I saw the sky space was distorted, and the five figures walked out of the space, suspended in the air, exuding a powerful aura.

The eight realm masters also changed their colors and flew directly into the sky, staring at the five people who suddenly appeared. Among them, four middle-aged men had the most powerful aura, and they had obviously reached the realm of the realm. There was also a young man who looked like a young man. The strength of the realm of the emperor, with a long light golden hair, dazzling dazzling light under the sun, unruly.

"How dare you dare to break into my Azure Dragon clan..." Realm Master Qingyan frowned and shouted sharply.

The Azure Dragon tribe has a clan guardian formation, but they can only intercept monks below the realm of the realm. These four realm masters apparently forcibly tore apart the formation and teleported here directly.

Among the four middle-aged men, a man with a green shirt slightly arched his hand and said, "We are members of the Jinpeng tribe. We have no intention of offending the Qinglong tribe. We just came to the Qinglong tribe to chase after an enemy of our Jinpeng tribe, and ask the Qinglong tribe to hand him over. ."

Although the words were decent, they didn't have the slightest sense of politeness, so that the faces of the eight Qinglong clan masters showed a touch of coldness.