Three days flew by.

Han Jue walked out of the retreat room. His aura was even stronger at the moment. He also wanted to see how many people could get a spot in the Qinglian Legion from him under his own rules.

As long as he can get in, he can be sure that he will be the only top genius in the world.

Moreover, when Lu Chen was coming, he also wanted Lu Chen to see how powerful he was after mastering the three magical powers!

The Qinglian Legion's recruitment meeting was held at the No. 1 Martial Arts Arena in Nanyan City.

After all, it was the former provincial capital, and the martial arts arena in Nanyan City was also built by Tianmen. It was originally used to hold some warrior battles or monk duels.

Nanyan City's No. 1 Martial Arts Arena is not large in area. The core area is only as big as a football field. Most of the time, it is deserted. But today, an hour ago, it was already full of guests.

but.

Strangely, everyone is very quiet.

It feels quiet and oppressive.

"So many people!"

A young man looked at the audience with some excitement. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He kept mumbling, "Uncle Qi, uncle Qi, look at it. The aura of these people is so special. Some of them are covered in blood."

Wearing a black cloak, look at that man with five knives stuck in his back..."

The middle-aged man known as the Seventh Uncle grabbed the young man and said solemnly: "Yunqing, you have to remember that I brought you here today to open your eyes. You have entered the late stage of transformation.

Only after going through the journey will you understand that the world of cultivators is more cruel than that of warriors. Our Zhou family can be considered a first-class family in Yunlong Province. Looking at the whole country, even the quasi-first-class family is the lowest. Those who dare to come to support us today, background

They are not below us, so don’t mess around.”

Master Zhou Qi secretly looked at the direction the young man was pointing with fear, and said in a deep voice: "That person is the Wan family of the Imperial Palace. One of the ancestors behind the Wan family is the deputy head of the Yisheng Pavilion. He is extremely powerful and powerful.

There are three Nirvana realms, they are truly first-class families with extremely strong strength."

Before he finished speaking, not far away, an old man walked slowly, followed by a young man with a soft face. He chuckled and said: "Yunlong Zhou family, Mr. Zhou Qi didn't expect you to come too. It seems that you are here too."

I also received the news.”

"However, how can you bring a warrior who has not yet embarked on the road to heaven... to watch the fun?"

Zhou Qiye chuckled at the old man and said: "It turns out to be Brother Hong. Naturally, my Zhou family's genius is also here. I just brought my little guy here to see the genius of the Condensation Realm, so that he can know how big the world is.

, I just didn’t expect that your Sichuan and Shu Hong family would also come.”

The old man surnamed Hong looked at the many familiar family logos around him and said with some emotion: "This time it's not just the quasi-first-class families in the country like you and me that are alarmed, there are also many real first-class families."

Master Zhou Qi looked at the old man surnamed Hong and asked, "Besides the Wan family, are there any other first-class families here?"

The old man surnamed Hong looked into the distance. There was a man standing there, with a Tang knife hanging on his waist. The blade was long and narrow, the handle was dark, and his solemn killing intent made many people around him stay away.

The man's face was covered with a silver mask, and his face could not be seen clearly, but he could feel his knife-like eyes.

"That is the seed of Cutel Mountain. Although I don't know the ranking, my strength cannot be underestimated."

Hearing the three words "Cuelushan", Master Zhou Qi took a breath of cold air. China's famous killer organization is definitely the top existence among the first-class forces in terms of strength.

There will only be twelve core seeds in Cutulu Mountain. They are named after the month. January is the weakest and December is the strongest. These seeds are selected from thousands of warriors. Each one has experienced countless battles. Even if

It’s not that simple even in January.

"There is also the Yao family from Jiangyuan Province, which is also a first-class family..."

There is a woman sitting there not far away, and there is a faint blue frost under her feet. The frost appears and disappears with the rise and fall of spiritual energy. This is the top magical power of the Yao family, Frost Cold Xiling Qianqiu.

Snow.

This top magical power is a combination of two major magical powers. Looking at the changes around the woman, it is obvious that Qian Qiuxue has mastered one of the two major magical powers.

This is no ordinary magical power, the power it possesses is naturally extremely strong.

Following the gaze of the old man surnamed Hong, Master Zhou Qi felt a slight wave of emotion. Such a scene was completely beyond his expectation. The appearance of so many talented people made his originally confident state of mind shaken.

Just when Master Zhou Qi was about to lead the young man away, he saw the geniuses of the four major families in Beihai Province arriving together.

He knew very well that all four major families had mastered powerful magical powers. Looking at the auras of the four people, one of them had reached the late stage of Condensation Qi, and the remaining three were all at the limit of the middle stage of Condensation Qi.

In the field, at this moment.

I don't know how many people are just like them. They were originally full of confidence, but now, their expressions have changed slightly, and they have to suppress the anxiety in their hearts.

This time, there is really a gathering of geniuses.

These cultivators who have arrived now are all geniuses from various families. There are at least forty people present, but the Qinglian Legion only has four people.

However, those present who are willing to come are not weak. Those who have been able to reach this point in Dao practice have great confidence. Even if the opponent is also a genius, naturally some people are confident that they are better.

A young man in combat uniform grinned and looked around with piercing eyes. He only paused for a second on a few people and glanced at the rest. Then he closed his eyes again and said coldly:

"The frog in the well."

A woman wearing an elegant long dress stepped forward, and then slowly sat down at the side. Her enchanting figure and her charming face made many people look at her, but they just felt the strong spiritual energy fluctuations.

After that, many people withdrew their gaze.

Although the origin is unclear, all the monks present can tell that they are not just ordinary people.

In the highest row of the stands, there was a young man with a handsome face. The young man was smiling and sitting on the railing. His leisurely posture seemed not to be competing, but to watch the fun.

However, everyone present recognized the middle-aged man next to the boy. If he was really of that lineage, everyone would be extremely afraid of him.

As time passed by, a teleportation light and shadow lit up in the center of the martial arts arena. Under the scorching gazes, four figures immediately appeared in front of everyone.

Han Jue stood with his hands behind his hands, and the three of them, Han Xue, followed behind him.

Looking around, Han Jue chuckled and said, "Thank you all for coming today. I know why you are here, so I won't waste any time."

His indifferent gaze swept across the audience, and his flat voice spread around.

"Next, the assessment begins."

"Whoever thinks he is qualified, come up."
Chapter completed!