The discussion of the Dao of the Sects has always been a major event in the cultivation world of the Heavenly Illusion Dynasty.

Every once in a while, it will be led by the three top forces, and the location is uncertain.

Almost every battle of the Tao is an open and covert battle between the three top forces.

However, in the past hundred years, Iron Sword Mountain has steadily suppressed the Purple Pattern Sect.

The Illusory God Sect was transcendent and did not participate in the battle between them, and in this way, Iron Sword Mountain had faintly become the strongest force in the Heavenly Illusion Dynasty.

This time, the place of the discussion of the sects was set in the royal family.

This is also the royal family's desire to take the opportunity to get closer to the three top forces, so as to get their support.

But.

Because before, Lu Chen's slaughter of Zuo Xiang happened.

As a result, the royal family, which was originally wavering, finally made a decision, that is, to cooperate with the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion and completely stand on the side of Tiejian Mountain.

Today.

The Sects are coming.

The imperial capital, the largest martial arts arena, is very luxuriously furnished.

Early in the morning, there were dense figures on the periphery, all of whom had come to watch this exciting and wonderful battle.

Purple Restaurant.

Chiyun Lao Dao led the team, Lu Chen and Chu Yun followed, and the other disciples slowly walked towards the martial arts arena.

"Chiyun old road. ”

When they were about to arrive at the martial arts arena, a voice suddenly came.

Chiyun Lao Dao stopped, turned around and looked, it was the people of the Illusory God Sect who had arrived.

"Elder Phantom, don't come unharmed. ”

This time, the leader of the Phantom God Sect is the Great Elder, and his strength is comparable to that of the Chiyun Old Dao, and he is also a living fossil.

Behind him, Phantom Zihan, who was dressed in a purple dress, nodded slightly at Chu Yun and the others with a smile on her pretty face.

Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by Phantom Zihan.

"Zihan is really getting more and more temperamental. ”

Chiyun Lao Dao stroked his beard and praised.

"In time, we will definitely be able to reach the level of the Illusory God Ancestor. ”

Hearing this, Phantom Zihan's red lips opened lightly, and he said modestly, "The younger generation is still far from the ancestor, and it takes a long way to go." ”

The founder of the Illusory God Sect is a powerhouse on the same level as Xiao Shi.

Moreover, it was also one of the three goddesses of that era.

For a long time, the Phantom God Sect has cultivated Phantom Zihan with the goal of the Phantom God Ancestor.

Moreover, they believed that Phantom Zihan was the future of the Phantom God Sect.

"Your Purple Pattern Sect is not bad, first there is the sedan chair of the sky Chu Yun, and then there is the Holy Son Lu Chen. Elder Phantom grinned.

However, when talking about Lu Chen, it was obvious that his voice had become softer.

He also realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said.

"Iron Sword Mountain has arrived, let's go in too. ”

Elder Phantom hurriedly changed the topic, pulled Chiyun Old Dao, and walked into the martial arts arena.

Rumble!

In the arena, thunderous applause erupted.

"The Phantom God Sect has arrived. ”

"It is worthy of being the goddess of the whole people, and Phantom Zihan is really getting more and more beautiful. ”

The so-called fair lady, the gentleman is good.

A woman like Phantom Zihan has outstanding appearance, extraordinary talent, strength and appearance, and there is no man who doesn't like it.

Her appearance triggered a tsunami of mountains and mountains.

However, Phantom Zihan turned a blind eye to this.

On the rostrum, Tie Yun's cold eyes swept over the Purple Pattern Sect, and when he saw Lu Chen, his eyes were filled with amazing killing intent.

However, soon, he restrained his breath and made an inviting gesture, allowing Elder Chiyun and Elder Phantom to take their seats.

The royal ancestor also accompanied him.

After the powerhouses of the Four Yuan Dan Realms took their seats, the people of the major forces also came to the corresponding areas.

The Purple Pattern Sect is adjacent to the Illusory God Sect.

Lu Chen sat in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

"Is he the Holy Son of the Purple Stripe Sect?"

Apparently.

Phantom Zihan was also attracted by Lu Chen.

On that day, she was also present in the Zuo Prime Minister's mansion, and saw with her own eyes that the blood lord interrupted Lu Chen's breakthrough, causing his heart to be cut off and become a waste.

Recently.

Although it was rumored that he killed an intermediate disciple with pure physical strength, he was not recognized by everyone after all.

It's a pity that such a genius is so unpopular that everyone else is.

But.

Seeing Lu Chen today, Phantom Zihan was even more curious about him.

"Why can't you see any joy or sorrow on his face, as if his heart is broken, and it doesn't have any effect on him?"

Phantom Zihan muttered to herself.

Her beautiful eyes flickered, staring at the landing dust.

The sword madness of Tiejian Mountain glanced defiantly in the direction of the Purple Pattern Sect.

Before the discussion of the sects began, the disciples of the two sides had already begun to compete in secret.

The atmosphere in the air was very solemn and full of gunpowder.

However.

On the rostrum, there is also a secret competition.

"Old Dao Chiyun, are there no one in your Purple Pattern Sect?

In this regard, Chiyun Old Dao was not angry, "Lu Chen is the Holy Son of my Purple Pattern Sect, as long as he does not die, he can participate in the discussion of the sects, what's the matter?"

"Huh. ”

Tie Yun was disdainful, no longer paying attention to Chiyun Old Dao, and turned his head to look at the royal ancestor.

"Can we begin?"

The ancestor of the royal family nodded, then got up, faced the martial arts arena, waved his hand, and signaled everyone to be quiet.

In a flash.

The noisy martial arts arena fell silent in an instant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is an honor for my Heavenly Illusion Royal Family to be able to hold this session in the Imperial Capital. The Imperial Ancestor said with a smile.

He briefly explained the purpose of the various sects and the rules.

"Some of the disciples present have participated in the Sect Treatise more than once, and everyone understands the rules, so I won't waste my time here. ”

The Imperial Ancestor continued, "This time, the Sects have added one more item than before, and that is group battles. ”

What is a group battle?

Each sect selects ten representative disciples to participate in team battles with other sects.

The difference between team battles and individual battles is that they can hone the teamwork skills of the younger generation, as well as the ability to control the whole game.

Strong individual ability does not mean that the team has strong combat effectiveness.

"The first event is a team battle, according to the list of registered players, a total of eight teams are divided, and now the disciples of each team will draw lots on stage. ”

The person who drew the lot for the Purple Pattern Sect was Chu Yun.

Soon, the results of the draw came in.

The opponent of the Purple Pattern Sect is a second-rate sect.

In the area of Iron Sword Mountain, the sword maniac was a little displeased, and he actually didn't draw the Purple Pattern Sect.

"Hmph, I hope we can draw it in the next round. ”

Sword Maniac said coldly.

He couldn't wait to suppress the disciples of the Purple Pattern Sect with his sword and sweep across the entire Purple Pattern Sect.

At that time.

Iron Sword Mountain will surpass the Purple Pattern Sect in all directions and become the number one sect of the Heavenly Illusion Dynasty worthy of the name.

"Iron Sword Mountain's hostility is really not small. ”

In the area of the Purple Pattern Sect, some disciples muttered to themselves.

Chu Yun glanced at Lu Chen and said, "You will command the group battle?"

"Good. ”

Lu Chen nodded in agreement.

At this time, Lu Chen slowly opened his eyes, and he also sensed the hateful gaze of the sword maniac.

on this.

Lu Chen grinned.