This day is the day when the three-year meeting for the recruitment of new disciples of the Three Sects and One Alliance begins.

The monks in Chiyun City poured from the west to the city square.

The central square of Chiyun City is huge, and it can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people at the same time.

In the center of the square is a huge platform made of incomparably solid obsidian, about dozens of zhang high and nearly 1,000 zhang in size.

In front of the square, there is a 20-zhang high viewing platform, which is extremely wide and can accommodate thousands of people at the same time.

At this moment, hundreds of Changhong flew to the viewing platform, and it was the high-ranking monks sent by the Three Sects and One Alliance to participate in this new disciple recruitment conference.

The viewing platform was divided into four parts, with the Spirit Crane Sect, the Four Spirit Sect, the Red Flame Sect, and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance each occupying one side.

As soon as Lu Chen sat down, he found that the nine-sided blood-colored token in the storage ring trembled at the same time, Lu Chen's eyes looked to the left-hand side, and he saw that there was also one person in the Red Flame Sect monk team looking towards him, it was Han Daojin, the senior disciple of Luo Wenshan.

The moment Han Daojin saw Lu Chen, he instantly understood that the young monk surnamed Qin of the Red Flame Sect was Lu Chen.

Thinking of this, Han Daojin's expression immediately became gloomy, and he looked at Lu Chen again, with endless murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, on the viewing platform, there were dozens of god-transforming cultivators in the Red Flame Sect and the Four Spirit Sect, and Han Daojin began to calculate in his heart, as soon as the new disciple recruitment conference was over, he would ask everyone to surround and kill Lu Chen.

Seeing the murderous intent in Han Daojin's eyes, Lu Chen knew that the grudge between this person and himself was so thick that it could not be resolved.

Lu Chen mobilized the power of the origin of thunder in the primordial god, and the "Thunder Pupil Purple Eye" divine power was immediately cast, and a thunder vortex appeared in his eyes, and then a flash of purple light flashed, and two purple thunderbolts that could pierce through the void shot out of the vortex.

These two purple thunderbolts shot towards Han Daojin, and they were about to crash down on this person's primordial spirit.

At this moment, a piece of jade pendant hanging from Han Daojin's neck suddenly burst out with a dazzling white light, and the white light instantly turned into a light shield to firmly protect Han Daojin's primordial spirit.

This jade pendant is Han Daojin

A god monk sat in the cave mansion, at that time he didn't know what the jade pendant was for, he just thought it was a treasure, so he kept hanging it around his neck.

Silently, the purple thunder slammed on the white light mask, like a sharp blade cutting down, and the light mask suddenly shook wildly, and then shattered, sending out an earth-shattering roar in the sea of Han Dao Jinzhi.

Although this person escaped, his spirit trembled at the moment, his body shook wildly, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Han Daojin was afraid for a while, if it weren't for the Jade Pendant's automatic protector, he would have died at that moment.

At this moment, he was convinced that, as the monk surnamed Qin said, Lu Chen would have a powerful divine power to attack the Yuan Gods.

Lu Chen saw that he missed a blow, so he once again used the "Thunder Pupil Purple Eye" magic power.

Han Daojin is immortal, and for Lu Chen, he is like a fish in his throat.

I saw that the thunder flashed in Lu Chen's eyes again, and two purple thunderbolts shot out from his eyes.

Han Daojin guessed that Lu Chen would not let him go, and just when Lu Chen used the Yuan Shen Attack Divine Power, this person gritted his teeth and once again cast the Blood Escape Teleportation Secret Technique.

Just as the purple thunder was about to crash down on this person's primordial god, Han Daojin's body gradually blurred, and the purple thunder fell short with one blow, and then turned into a small thunder arc and dissipated.

A strange color flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, and he let this person escape again.

On the dock of Chiyun City, hundreds of miles away, Han Daojin's body slowly appeared, at this moment, his face was pale, the breath in his body was weak, and his cultivation had already fallen to the realm of Yuanying Great Perfection.

This person didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly found a spirit boat that was about to set sail for the Northern Continent.

Just after the spirit boat started and sailed out of the waters of the Central Continent for tens of thousands of miles, Han Daojin completely breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Daojin stared at the direction of Chiyun City with hatred, and roared angrily, "Lu Chen, I won't kill you, I won't be a man!"

Although Lu Chen used the Yuan Shen Attack Divine Power, the violent spiritual power fluctuations and Han Daojin's mysterious disappearance still made everyone on the viewing platform look at each other, not knowing what happened just now.

The old man surnamed Qin, who was sitting next to Han Daojin, finally discovered Lu Chen at this moment, so he reported this matter to the elder surnamed Taishang, and the old man surnamed Feng was proud of his identity, so he naturally would not do anything at this moment, and spread the news to the people of the Red Flame Sect, keeping an eye on Lu Chen's movements at any time.

After a few moments, calm returned to the viewing platform.

At this moment, an old man in Tsing Yi flew onto the platform.

This person bowed his hands to everyone in the audience and said, "Old man Lu Yizhong, the Taoist friends of the Three Sects and One Alliance have recommended me to preside over this new disciple recruitment conference. ”

"Now, please come to the stage for the children who want to worship the fairy gate!"

As soon as the words ended, the first group of children walked up the stairs to the platform one after another.

In an instant, more than a hundred monks of the Three Sects and One Alliance got up from the viewing platform and jumped onto the platform.

The monks began testing the first children on the platform.

An hour later, the test ended, and nearly a thousand people remained.

The old man appeared on the platform again, and said to the monks of the three sects and one alliance on the viewing platform, "Fellow Daoists, this time there are a total of eight hundred and eighty people who meet the requirements for the recruitment of your new disciples. Among them, there are eight Heavenly Spirit Roots. ”

In the seating area of the Linghe Sect on the viewing platform, an old man in purple with crane hair and a childish face stood up and said to the old man in green clothes on the platform, "Thank you Lu Daoyou!"

The purple-clothed old man's gaze fell to the seating area of the other three sects and asked, "Fellow Daoists, you see, how are these new disciples distributed?"

The Red Flame Sect's Elder Taishang stood up and said, "It's still the old rule, there are eight competitions, and the sect that wins each game can choose one hundred and nine True Spirit Root disciples and one Heavenly Spirit Root disciple. ”

After a few breaths, Li Houjun, the Great Elder of the First Lineage of the Earth Department of the Four Spirit Sect, and Lu Feng of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance stood up at the same time and nodded in agreement.

Although the high-level leaders of the three sects and one alliance on the viewing platform looked calm, they were extremely excited in their hearts, this time there were actually eight Heavenly Spirit Roots, and there was only one in the last new disciple recruitment conference.