Blood beads appeared from her wrist again, popping out one by one, round and round like dazzling red pearls, automatically connecting in a circle in the air, like a string of blood pearl necklaces spinning round and round the sword.
A cyan flame gradually rose up in the furnace, the flame was raging, and the sword was burning...
Almost everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Qingchan, watching her every move.
The Luoxia people were originally born with beauty, and Xiao Qingchan was even more stunning. She was dressed in white, fluttering and dancing, with a graceful posture, and she looked extremely pleasing to the eye.
When Xiling Qi flew down the forbidden items, his gaze followed Xiao Qingti into the clouds, and Jun's face was sad for a moment.
But then even if he cheered up and watched Xiao Qingchan cast the spell, he saw that every move of Xiao Qingchan met the standards for summoning, and there was a faint smile on the corners of his lips. This time Xiao Qingchan only needed to summon Yunjiao above level five, his prince Even if it is completely saved!
The twin sisters with summoning power were discovered by him, and they were also personally cultivated. Although the final candidate to become a saint is a bit biased and unexpected, this sister is really good. The summoning power he possesses is in the whole Beishui. The country is top-notch...
I hope she won't let him down!
The flames in the furnace became more and more prosperous, and gradually enveloped the sword completely, the sky was overcast, and the dark clouds instantly enveloped the entire sky. In the depths of the thick clouds, there was a rolling thunder, as if something was approaching quickly.
With a thunderbolt, the clouds and mist under the stage suddenly dispersed, a cyan light rushed up, and circled the furnace a few times, the flame in the furnace was suddenly extinguished, and the originally dim blue and white sword suddenly exploded with a blue light, like colored glaze. Uncertainty.
With another sound, the sword flew out and fell into Xiao Qingchan's hands. At the same time, a giant beast appeared beside Xiao Qingchan.
The figure is like a giant python, the cyan scales are as big as a fan, the four claws are sharp, the head is sharp as a knife, and the big mouth is sharp and sharp. It looks mighty and powerful.
It raised its head with a long roar. The whole earth seemed to tremble three times. All the horses in the audience trembled like chaff--
It is Yun Jiao!
The black-clothed old man stepped forward and respectfully bowed to the Yun Jiao, then took out a black crystal and lightly touched Yun Jiao's body.
The black crystal suddenly emits colorful light! Dazzling.
"Seventh-level Yunjiao! Congratulations to the prince, for having a seventh-level Yunjiao!" The black-clothed old man couldn't hold back his excitement anymore, almost shouting loudly.
There was a sudden silence on and off the stage, followed by thunderous cheers.
"Level 7 Cloud Jiao! Level 7 Cloud Jiao!..." The crowd was almost boiling!
Yunjiao of this level is extremely rare. Since the saint with the eighth level of summoning power was summoned once 500 years ago, the seventh-level cloudjiao has not appeared in Beishui Royal for 400 years.
Unexpectedly, today, Xiao Qingchan, with the sixth-level summoning power, can summon the seventh-level Yunjiao!
Xiling Qi also felt relieved, and the corners of his lips raised slightly with a smile.
He has always been cold, arrogant and self-sufficient, and his joy and anger are not beyond words. At this moment, it is extremely rare to be able to show such a smile.
With joy in his heart, he couldn't help but look at Fenghui Palace Master, who had been sitting on the high platform, and the triumphant excitement scattered around the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.
This palace master probably didn't expect his people to be able to summon a seventh-level Yunjiao, right
Fenghui Palace Lord still sat there lazily, the lake-colored robe dragged on the ground, one hand lazily propped his cheek, a pair of eyes that seemed to contain thousands of mists and rains were slightly bent and smiled slightly.
Thousands of peach blossoms seemed to be in full bloom in an instant, making everyone who saw this smile softly brushed the hearts of soft willow branches: "Congratulations." He spit out these two words gently. The sound passed by like a mountain spring.