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Chapter 144 The Illusory God Sect's Selection Venue

Chapter 144 The selection venue of the Fantasy God Sect

"This is an incense burner..."

"What are you doing when you carry out the incense burner?"

A group of monks talked about it, and everyone was curious at the incense burner in the hall in front of them. It seemed that there was a strange magic power on it, which attracted people not even wanting to take their eyes away.

The incense burner is filled with a bronze luster, and the patterns on it are already old and decaying, as if it has been washed by time and has been reborn in the vast and silence.

"Now, all the examiners, please queue up to the incense burner to draw lots. When the monk who draws colored tags will be specially recruited as high-level disciples in the sect and enjoy exclusive spiritual tools. If you draw an ordinary white tag, then

Just please go back.”

The sound fell and there was an uproar.

Such a harsh assessment, I just came to draw lots. Isn’t it too much to say?

"What the hell do you mean? Do you want to tease us?"

"That's right, everyone has come here with great difficulty. Don't you look at our spiritual roots and use this method to determine your destiny? It's true that it is a new sect and has not even made the most basic assessment system.

clear."

"There is such a ridiculous thing. I don't think this sect leader is a person who has achieved great enlightenment. He also said that he had cultivated the great way. He was just a big tooth that made people laugh."

A group of people began to talk about it again, like ants on a hot pan, messing around.

Those who only drew ordinary white talisman paper had unwillingness and melancholy eyes, and they lowered their heads heavily, fell from the sky, waiting for arrangements.

"I don't agree with such things. It's obviously more than luck. It's also mysterious. If I want me to lose like this, and then go back obediently, I can't do it even if I die!"

“Min is a brown sign.”

All the monks present were convinced and worshipped the Phantom God Sect.

Too scary!

"There is nothing unfair. This is not an ordinary talisman paper, but a layer of spiritual power has been injected into it, which can instantly screen out the talisman paper of the cultivator's realm and spiritual root level!"

The armor formed by black thunder covered the whole body was slowly stabbed and stripped away by the golden light, and separated little by little. The descendant of the giant clan was also shaken away by the golden light, and the qi, blood, and soul consciousness seemed to be torn apart.

Amid the severe pain, a blood sword gushed out of his mouth.

The monks who were clamoring for unfairness just now did not dare to speak out, and were afraid to raise the bottomless powerful spiritual power.

Xiang Qi was a little impatient, and his eyes kept looking at the end of the clouds in the distance, looking down at the many monks who came to sign up. In fact, there were still a few people who were different. Even if they hid their spiritual power, they could still emit light faintly.

The monk was already angry, his bloody eyes swelled up, and a blood light of killing suddenly shot out.

A cultivator with such a background is not qualified to become a high-level disciple. This sect is indeed blind. If it really makes the descendants of this giant clan angry, it is afraid that it will not end.

"Haha, what's the point of this trick of teasing people? Since you want to select extraordinary people, you should be fair. What is this lottery?

The monks who won the lottery finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat on their heads, as if they had survived thousands of disasters and were reborn in danger, and they were so excited that they danced with joy.

There is a wooden box in the incense burner, filled with countless white envelopes, with a layer of gold seal on it. Judging from the appearance alone, these envelopes are the same as ordinary envelopes, and it is even more impossible to see the talismans hidden inside them.

Paper.

"Why?"

"you!"

"It seems to be a lottery draw based on luck, but these talisman papers are exactly the same, and they are all distinguished by the cultivation and attributes contained in the monks they were drawn. Is there anything else to say now?"

"That's great, I won the red lottery!"

Xiang Qi sighed and said helplessly: "Since you haven't won the lottery, you should ask for it back. You can't even do such a simple thing. How can you practice immortality and achieve enlightenment? You should go back to the cave to sleep obediently!



Many monks had no choice but to line up to draw lots one by one.

The golden light on his body was calm and concise, like an ancient god, looking down at all living beings, causing all living beings to lose their color and the world turned into a dead and silent state.

Xiang Qi Youyou said: "The five elements spiritual roots will appear on the talisman paper in five colors: gold, blue, blue, red and brown. If the cultivation level is insufficient, or the spiritual roots are lower than the middle level, they will not show colors!"

Once this forbidden technique was activated, dark clouds in the sky gathered together, and a strong wind roared. A black thunder fell from the chaotic world and struck him. The rolling lightning turned into a pair of lightning armor, which was controlled at will with your heart, and its movements were as fast as possible.

The lightning hit like a ferocious beast. Each of them had the power of thunder, which made the mountains tremble and the earth tremble. The sun and the moon dared not compete with it!

A burly monk held his palm tightly and twisted it hard. The white talisman paper instantly turned into a ball of powder and floated in the air. He bit his teeth hard, his face showed a ferocious look, and pointed at him.

He reprimanded: "You kid are the leader of the founding of the Fantasy God Sect. You have to give me an explanation today!"

Bang!

The burly monk fell heavily to the ground and smashed a huge pit three or four feet wide.

"I won the lottery too, it's a blue sign..."

roar!

Seeing that the black thunder had already landed on Xiangqiu's head, the lightning suddenly appeared and came like a sharp blade. The black thunder's dazzling light made people unable to open their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he clapped his hands and his body expanded several times out of thin air. It was as majestic as a mountain, with blue veins rising up, and a mysterious aura emitting a breath of condensation covering his whole body, like armor, majestic and clanging, then

It was like a black thunder rushing towards it, and a muffled thunder exploded in the air.

Unexpectedly, such a powerful giant thunder armor was shattered by a blow, and even the monks hidden in the armor were so seriously injured.

"If there are mutated spiritual roots or special spiritual roots, the talisman paper will also show a different state."

Looking at the scene in front of you, many monks couldn't help but feel ashamed!

This burly monk is not an ordinary person, but a descendant of the giant tribe thousands of miles away on Yunwu Mountain. The spell used is also a secret forbidden technique within his clan - Giant Spirit Thunder Armor, which is similar to Giant Spirit Art.

effect.

"I have already explained the rules. If someone doesn't want to participate in the lottery, please come back!"

Everyone was shocked.

"What's the saying?" Xiang Qi looked disdainful.

When the sound falls, every word is like thunder.

Suddenly, this black lightning light was suppressed by a powerful aura, and a cold eyes flashed, and a golden light flashed around him. Golden light pierced the black light like a hole, gradually swallowing the indestructible and powerful.

The giant thunder armor.

After the lottery selection, several outstanding young talents were finally selected among these many monks.

Hong Zhi, the three-star spiritual root, possesses three attributes: wood, earth, and fire, and his cultivation level has reached the early stage of foundation building.

Wang Zechuan, a two-star mutant spiritual root, has attribute rock and attribute ice, and his cultivation level is the late stage of Qi training.

Lu Yu is a rare weapon refiner who tempers the equipment, and he also has the help of ancient monsters and monsters with bloodlines.
Chapter completed!
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