Chapter 347

• Dozens of young monks spoke respectfully in unison, and clasped their fists toward the horizon just like Chiguang.
• The appearance of the black and white Holy Lord and the five elders among the dozens of new disciples who finally broke into the thousand-year green yuan tree represented the end of this newcomer contest.
• However, when I think of the newcomers who are more than 100,000 more than theirs this time, no one can get the first prize, and it is even more shocking to realize the gap between the truly powerful disciples of the holy ways of the heavens. The newcomer couldn't help but feel bitter again.