The Strongest Sect of All Times

Jun Chang laughed.

The Zongmen certification first-class and Wumeng Conference were held on the same day, so that people from all continents came to witness the miracle and witness the miracle that belongs to the Eternal Sect!

But there was only one month to that day, and there were only more than 3,000 students left full of disciples.

"Qingyang."

Jun Chang laughed: "In the fastest time, near this life and death ring, build an open-air venue of the highest specification for holding the Wumen Conference."

"Yes!"

Li Qingyang took the lead and busyed Tongmen and Page.

In this way, various building materials were transported around the platform of life and death and laid out the main platform, sub-platform, and observation platform. A huge venue was gradually perfected from the beginning.

Zhen Dejun and his formation team are not idle, and they are actively laying out the image formation method, and they are connected with the image formation method of Han Chengzhu. By that time, they will upgrade the first-rate and martial arts conference without any dead ends.

...

"Yi Guanzhu."

Just sitting in the certification hall, Jun Chang smiled and opened the door to see the mountain road: "After one month, please give me the certification level of Wanzong."

Yi Tianxing, who was preparing to drink tea, suddenly became stiff on his body and face.

Van Gogh is certified? Wouldn't it be great!

Master Yi was a little bit calm, and a bit excited to lie down.

Fortunately, he is no longer the museum owner who shocked every now and then, because Jun Changxiao has shocked himself so much that he can adapt well.

However, it is absolutely an honour to think that I have witnessed a ninth-class sect become a first-class all the way, and that it has risen in just ten years.

"Monarch Sovereign."

Yi Tianxing arched, "You and your eternal ancestors are my Southwest Yangzhou legend!"

This sentence was heard by any warrior in Yangzhou, Southwest, and he agreed without hesitation.

"Yi Guanzhu."

Jun Chang laughed and said, "I and my ancestors are to be legends of starfall continent."

"This……"

Yi Tianxing twitched his mouth.

It turns out that Monarch Sovereign still has such a big ambition, but whether it can become a legend of starfall continent requires the approval of warriors all over the continent.

...

Tianyuan Town Prison Tower.

Zhao Doudou came to the cell every day, first put the food down, and then sat on a kind and cold wooden board with a buttock, and said, "Brother, our ancestor is about to break 100,000 disciples right away. Have you not figured it out? "

"Figured out."

Dalu said: "I have put down everything."

He doesn't remember hate Jun often laughs, nor hates night star, prefers to be imprisoned all his life.

This guy sees through, giving a feeling of Buddhism.

It is a pity that Xiu Wei still hasn't been sublimated.

In fact, without the assistance of the soul clan, this guy is just an ordinary person after all, unlike Jun Chang who smiles on the system to cultivate all qualifications. Even without the plug-in, he can still be strong, but it is only time.

"Since everything is down, why not start over?" Zhao Doudou said.

"tired."

Dalu shook his head: "I just want to spend the rest of my life in prison."

"..."

Zhao Doudou said: "You have missed the opportunity to be a strong man again and again, but always stick to your principles, which is admirable."

He didn't go to persuade Dailu because he really let go of everything.

"Crunch."

The prison door closed again and the environment became dark.

Dai Lu kept sitting, his thoughts returned to the past, and his ears rang: "Young man, I see that you have wonderful bones and are martial arts geniuses, and you can consider joining me as a disciple. In the future, there will be boundless achievements. "

"Hey."

He shook his head and sighed.

If you made the right choice at that time, I am afraid it will be another picture now.

...

In the martial arts world of Shouyuan, which has been around for hundreds of years, one month is really short, and it is as short as a blink of an eye.

Five days before the Wumeng Conference.

At this moment, families, ancestral families, and casual repairs from Tiannandibei have come to Tiegu Town one after another. Due to the large number of people, they cannot be accommodated for the time being. They can only live in batches in Qingyang Town or Qingyang City.

The forces or warriors who have a good relationship with Wan Guzong have already moved in the Zongmen in advance.

Such as the Ai family, and another strong man like Han Chengzhu.

"Qingyang."

Jun Chang smiled and asked, "Did the Lord of the Palace come?"

The two allies of Wan Guzong, the Cangshan faction came long ago, but Miaohua Palace still did not see anyone.

Li Qingyang said: "Not yet."

"Oh."

Jun Chang laughed and didn't think much about it. After all, people are the masters of a case. Maybe they can't get away with busy affairs or delay their trip.

"Invincible!"

"brush!"

He stepped out of the hall, put his hands on the corners, and slumped up, saying, "Open the mountain door!"

"Creak"

The closed door of Zhu Qi was opened by He Invincible, and fresh air poured in from the morning.

Today is the day of recruiting at the beginning of the month. Because it is about recruiting 100,000 disciples, Jun Changxiao will no longer do anything with the shopkeeper and decides to take responsibility for the whole process.

He was wearing a formal Zongmen costume, with a serious expression on his face, so that Ai Shangyu, Ma Yunteng and others felt the temperament and aura of a top Zongmen suzerain!

...

"opened!"

"The door is open!"

At the foot of the mountain, the young girl who came to see the assessment flashed with excitement, can't wait to walk up the stairs to the door of the mountain now.

"Well."

All the martial arts soldiers who came to the Wumeng League came to join in the excitement, and when they saw these appraisers, they all marveled: "All young people with good qualifications."

The senior members of the second and third class schools are envious of death.

If these young girls come to their own ancestors, they can pass without any assessment at all.

no way.

The birth of Wan Guzong turned out to make other major gates completely uncompetitive, and they could only pick up unwanted ones behind the buttocks.

"Juveniles."

Suddenly, the voice of Jun Chang laughed at the gate of the mountain: "Come up the stairs. Only if you are not eliminated, you can enter the second step that changes your destiny!"

Although Gouyu is very much a suzerain now, he is not pretentious. What he can say is extremely shocking.

"Sovereign Monarch!"

"He's standing at the gate!"

"Go! Go!"

As a result, nearly 10,000 young people who participated in the assessment at the foot of the mountain took their first steps to change their destiny.

"Whoo!"

The gravitational matrix method erupted instantly, putting pressure on examiners at different levels.

Everyone has heard that Wan Guzong's assessment is very strict, and most of the people who dare to try are a bit patient, so in the end, there were 7,000 or 8,000 successful summits.

"..."

Throughout the process, he witnessed the twitching of the mouths of the powerful men in the assessment.

More than 2,000 young people who were sent down the mountain and collapsed. The qualifications and cultivation did not seem to be weak. The disciples from Jiazongmen also had to start at the lowest level, and they were eliminated in the first round of Wanzong.

This is really more deadly than popularity!

...

The appraisal procedure of Wanguzong has been very mature ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Participants can complete the various tests to become an introductory disciple, so Jun Changxiao just watched the whole process without having to do anything.

As a result, after several rounds of testing, there were more than 4,000 people who passed the assessment, which forced him to choose by himself, because there were not so many places.

"Ding! Zongmen members: 97231/100000."

"Ding! Zongmen members: 98676/100000."

"..."

"..."

"Ding! Zongmen members: 99999/100000."

"metropolitan!"

Just when Jun Chang laughed and thought seriously, who was the last disciple, Zhao Doudou's voice came to his ears: "Dai Lu figured it out, he wants to join Wan Gu Zong!"