"Pang Deyan!"

When Dao Ji Sect Master read out this name, all the disciples present frowned!

For example, Kong Su, a hint of doubt appeared in his small eyes on his fat face.

Whoosh!

The fourth identity card flew in a certain direction and was immediately grabbed by a hand. At this moment, everyone's eyes were all looking over!

This was a handsome young man with an extraordinary aura. He held his identity card, but at this moment, he had an evil expression on his face. He looked at Ye Wuque, Yue Wuji, and Wu Wentian in front of him, and smiled, but it gave people a creepy feeling!

"Pang Deyan? Pang Deyan from the Tianquan lineage?"

"What is he doing? A mere disciple from the Tianquan lineage, who didn't even pass the second level of the Daoji Tower, actually participated in the selection meeting?"

"Wow! This guy really has no idea! Is he going to embarrass himself?"

"This guy... That's right! I remember! When Chief Ye first broke into the Daoji Tower, this guy jumped out and mocked Chief Ye, and then was slapped in the face by Ye Wuque, which was a shameful mess!" Soon

, many true disciples recognized who Pang Deyan was, and then there were a lot of boos from the entire Daoji Square, thinking that Pang Deyan was simply ignorant of the world.

However, when Pang Deyan heard these boos, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but then turned into a sneer, and took a step forward and walked towards the center of the square.

"Dust that is not even as good as an ant."

Yue Wuji saw Pang Deyan coming and spoke lightly, high above, with an expression as if he was insulted.

"Pang Deyan, right? Are you sure you want to participate in the selection meeting?"

Wu Wentian spoke, frowning slightly.

Only Ye Wuque remained calm and did not speak, but he remembered Pang Deyan, the clown in the past.

"Hey! Is it not possible? Everyone is qualified to compete for the 'Son of the North Star'. Could it be that you three are qualified? What a joke!"

Pang Deyan sneered, but his voice was extremely strange!

It was like the collision of metal and iron, with an echo. It made people feel extremely uncomfortable and even numb!

Looking at the three people in front of him, Pang Deyan slowly showed a strange sneer on his face, with an indescribable pride and arrogance. He slowly stretched out his right thumb, and then turned it upside down!

"You three are...outdated!"

"Today I will let the entire sect, the sect master, and the six great leaders know that I, Pang Deyan, am the new stuff, a potential dragon emerging from the abyss, and the real number one of the younger generation!!"

"'The Son of the North Star' will belong to me, Pang Deyan!"

Pang Deyan laughed wildly, with an indescribable arrogance and a mysterious self-confidence that made people extremely uncomfortable.

Immediately, his eyes turned and fell on Ye Wuque. His expression became extremely cold, like a hidden venomous snake. His eyes became extremely terrifying, and a strange blood light flashed in the depths of his eyes!

"Especially you...Ye Wuque!"

"The shame you gave me! I remember it very clearly! Wait! Today, I will trample you hard...under my feet!!"

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere in the entire Daoji Square suddenly became an uproar again!

"Fuck! Did this guy take the wrong medicine? How could he be so arrogant?"

"What a fool! He's already brain-dead! He still wants to step on Chief Ye? Chief Ye can probably crush him to death a hundred times with just one breath!"

"This is really an eyesore! I really want to fuck him!"

It must be said that Pang Deyan perfectly demonstrated to everyone what brain-dead is!

Pang Deyan stared at Ye Wuque, but Ye Wuque didn't even look at him.

Ye Wuque even ignored Yue Wuji, not to mention Pang Deyan, who was not even a clown in his eyes.

"Sect Master..."

Looking at Pang Deyan, who was showing off his power and showing his brain-dead nature, Tianshuzi tilted his head slightly and spoke to Daoji Sect Master. Although it was just two simple words, the other five chiefs heard what Tianshuzi meant.

This Pang Deyan was purely here to attract attention. Should he be disqualified?

"No problem."

However, Daoji Sect Master responded like this.

Hearing this, Tianshuzi nodded slightly and stood up straight.

Obviously, Dao Ji Sect Master didn't seem to care and still retained Pang Deyan's qualification to participate.

No one has ever known what Dao Ji Sect Master is thinking, even the six great leaders are no exception. In their hearts, Dao Ji Sect Master is a high and mighty... God!

For example, this time's "Beidou Saint Son" selection meeting came very suddenly, making the six great leaders feel a sense of mystery, even... weird!

"Silence!"

Tian Shuzi spoke again, and the entire Dao Ji Square suddenly became quiet. All the true disciples kept silent, with solemn expressions.

"Okay, the selection meeting, a total of four people signed up, so Beidou Saint Son will eventually be born from the four of you."

Dao Ji Sect Master's voice sounded with a hint of etherealness.

"Then stop talking nonsense and get started..." As soon as

these words came out, the flame cup in Dao Ji Sect Master's hand disappeared instantly, and then his left hand flicked out of thin air!

Suddenly...

boom!

The entire Daoji Square was instantly shaken. Under the shocked eyes of all the true disciples, they saw an extremely majestic ancient platform rising quietly and slowly in the center of the Daoji Square!

The entire ancient platform was a dark golden color. As it slowly rose, it exuded a sense of vicissitudes of life, ancient and majestic.

Snap!

Finally, the ancient platform rose and stretched across the Daoji Square. Finally, the Daoji Sect Master waved his hand again, and the ancient platform actually split into four, turning into four small ancient platforms, rumbling in four directions and finally taking shape.

At this moment, the eyes of Ye Wuque, Yue Wuji, Wu Wentian, and Pang Deyan all focused!

Because they actually felt an indescribable... ethereal and mysterious from the four ancient platforms!

Looking over, it was like seeing endless years!

Years belonging to the long history of Beidou Daoji Sect!

"This is... Fengchan Terrace!"

"Temporarily divide it into four parts, east, south, west, and north."

"The four of you, go up to the stage immediately."

The Daoji Sect Master spoke lightly, but it contained an extreme majesty.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

In an instant, the four people standing side by side flashed and rushed to a Fengchan Terrace.

Ye Wuque came to the East Fengchan Terrace. As soon as he climbed up, he felt a faint mysterious breath that seemed to have come from thousands of years ago with the wash of time! Ethereal

!

High!

Unpredictable!

Mysterious!

"Qi... Luck!"

Ye Wuque whispered to himself as the blessing came to his heart.

The other three people also had a serious look on their faces!

"'Beidou Saint' is the son of luck that our sect has never seen before! So the basis for selecting the 'Beidou Saint' is that the four of you each have a strong and powerful 'luck'!"

"And the process of the selection meeting is... the three levels of luck!"

Dao Ji Sect Master spoke, immediately attracting everyone's attention!

"The so-called three levels of luck are set by our sect personally, and are consistent with the sect's luck. They can be regarded as three tests. However, the saying of 'luck' is mysterious and ethereal. Naturally, it cannot be prematurely concluded by simply winning or losing. It requires a cumulative process."

"So the first two levels are considered two tests. Even if you fail, you will not be eliminated directly, but the luck of the four of you will resonate with the Fengshan platform below, and change accordingly, and will eventually erupt in the third level."

"Then, the first level of the three levels of luck begins now."

Dao Ji Sect Master waved his hand, and the four Fengshan platforms suddenly roared, and then burst out with four dazzling rays of light, covering them, and seemed to have some kind of mysterious fusion with the four people standing on them!

On the Dongfeng Zen platform, Ye Wuque's eyes flickered slightly, feeling the radiance that enveloped him and integrated it into his body, with a mysterious and ethereal aura, as if he was looking for something!

"Whenever the 'Beidou Saint' is born, not only will his luck be the best among his peers of the time, but he will also surpass the strongest of this generation of sects! The so-called disciple surpasses the master! That's the truth."

"So, in the first of the three levels of luck, your opponent is... our sect!"

As soon as the Dao Ji Sect Master said this, the atmosphere of the entire Dao Ji Square suddenly became silent! !