"The Ghost is here!"

As I don't know who shouted, everyone felt a momentum coming from the south.

In the south, the long river of the netherworld that reached the sky turned into a hideous black dragon, and the huge body moved, and the endless coercion was pervasive, and everyone felt a sense of respite.

On the back of the black dragon, the black-robed Netherworld stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes looking straight ahead, and behind him were the elders of the Netherworld, each of whom was domineering, not a high-ranking person.

The black dragon came to the sky above the square with the ghost son, the scene was silent, and a powerful man descended, and the deterrent power was far from as simple as imagined.

After arriving at the position, the black dragon shook his body, and the black throne appeared, and the ghost turned to sit on the throne, with a big sword and a golden horse, and he couldn't see any emotional changes.

The front foot of the Netherworld arrived, and after a while, Mo Yuan of the Guiyuan Sect stood on a flying mount, and his momentum was not weaker than that of the Netherworld, and he also appeared in the sky above the square, found a position, and sat quietly

"The curse of the curse palace is here!"

"The deputy master of the Divine Gate is also here!"

"The deputy master of the Demon Demon Gate has arrived!"

I have to admit that this enthronement ceremony of the Holy Lord is a major event that has not been seen in the Holy Realm for thousands of years.

The big people who are rarely seen on weekdays have appeared in the Heavenly Desolate Realm, blinding the eyes of many people, these big people, even if they are just a sub-level existence, are also powerful figures.

Everyone soon discovered that the forces that could come to the Heavenly Desolate Realm were basically the people and horses of the third-rate Small Saint Realm, and the forces of the top-level Little Saint Realm did not appear in the Heavenly Desolate Realm.

The small holy realm of the Holy Realm is divided into four sub-levels.

For example, the first to fifth floors are the top-level small holy realms. Whether it is the foundation or the others, it is incomparable to the rest of the small holy realms.

The sixth to tenth floors are the first-class small holy realms, and the eleventh to twenty-fifth floors are the second-rate small holy realms. Twenty-five floors onwards, all of them are third-rate small holy realms.

And this time. It was a third-rate small holy realm that came.

Even the third-rate Little Saint Realm is a very terrifying existence, especially for the Heavenly Desolate Realm that ranks last, this is a great honor

"Fortunately, it's only people from the third-rate Little Saint Realm who appear!"

Zong Shengtian was very excited and nervous, even with a hint of worry.

Happily, the Heavenly Desolate Realm was once again under the control of the Sect Family, and what was nervous and worried was that these third-rate small saint realms who came to watch. Not so kind.

Fortunately, Zong Shengtian recovered quickly, his clan is not without backers, as long as His Majesty is there, any danger can be faced.

"Alright, get ready, it's almost time!"

As the minutes passed.

Basically, everyone who can come has come.

During the enthronement ceremony, the holy lords of the surrounding neighbors were very face-saving, regardless of the purpose in their hearts. At this time, everyone is smiling, uninformed. I thought it was an old friend for many years.

Under everyone's attention, Zong Shengshui, the younger brother, came up, and he thanked everyone present for coming to participate in today's enthronement ceremony.

The enthronement ceremony, in fact, is not a cumbersome matter, only needs to sacrifice to the sky. After a little process, it's basically okay.

"Alright, now let's start worshipping the heavens"

When it comes to the step of sacrificing to the sky, Zong Shengtian must appear, on the square. It is not the first time that the Zong family has experienced this kind of thing, and it is very good at doing it

"Hmph, sacrifice to the sky!"

Nether sneered.

If it weren't for Yan Fei's bastard, it would definitely be the Netherworld Palace who is staying in the Heavenly Desolate Realm now, when will it be the turn of an unruly sectarian family to be presumptuous here.

announced the beginning of the sacrifice to the sky, and Zong Shengtian appeared.

Today's Zong Shengtian was dressed in exquisite brocade clothes, and the whole person seemed to be dozens of years younger, symbolically taking over the sacrifice from someone else's hands and preparing to start the most important sacrifice.

Sacrifice to the sky, a total of nine worships, and nine is the supreme, representing the limit.

One festival day~~~

Two sacrifices to the day ~~~

As long as the nine prostrations are made, the ritual is complete.

It's just that no one is destined to let the Zong family sit in the position of the Holy Lord today and control a small holy realm, even if it is only the last one, it is also a small holy realm.

"Hahahaha~~~"

Without warning, the voice spread throughout the Heavenly Desolate Realm.

The place of the altar bore the brunt of the attack, and the invisible sonic attack hit, and the altar that had been erected collapsed with a bang, and became a ruin.

"What qualifications do you have to win the Holy Lord and control the Heavenly Desolate Realm!"

In the void, a group of people appeared, led by a middle-aged man in a red robe, very eye-catching and dazzling in the sky, a middle-aged man in a red robe holding a folding fan, appearing over the square without hurry.

Everyone knows that the good show against the Zong family has begun.

The only thing I didn't guess was that it was not the Netherworld Palace that suffered a big loss, but a group of people from unknown sources, and from their momentum, they were obviously not ordinary people.

"Your Excellency is so bold that you dare to sabotage the altar activities, if you don't give a clear answer, today, you don't want to leave easily!" Zong Shengtian had expected that there would be no peace today, and at this moment, he would not weaken his momentum, which represented the face of the Zong family and His Majesty.

Zong Shengtian didn't do it, the Holy Lord had to have the posture of the Holy Lord, and he did everything himself, so what is the Holy Lord.

This is what Lin Fei has been admonishing, and he, the Holy Lord, can't do it today.

"It's just an altar, if this seat is destroyed, it will be destroyed, can you take this seat?" The red-robed middle-aged man said with a smile, "I might as well tell you, this seat looks at the Heavenly Desolate Realm, your clan is not bad, as long as you submit to this seat, you can be spared death!"

Zong Shengshui sneered, "Just because you people are embarrassed to say that you want the Heavenly Desolate Realm? In my opinion, you are not self-sufficient!"

"Can't help yourself?" the red-robed middle-aged man shook his head and smiled more cheerfully, "So, what about this!"

The red-robed middle-aged man threw out a black token, three bright red ancient characters, which were printed in everyone's eyes.

"Thousand Machine Palace. ”

Three ancient words, vicissitudes of life.

Zong Shengtian and Zong Shengshui's faces immediately changed greatly, why did they come, it was a first-class small saint realm, and there was at least one third-step powerhouse in the name.

"The ninth-ranked Thousand Machines Realm?"

"Now, the Zong family is unlucky!"

"Qianji Palace came forward, who would dare to offend!"

The first-class small saint realm, the third-step powerhouse is in charge, needless to say, everyone also understands the meaning.

"Now, do you think we are qualified?" the red-robed middle-aged man sneered, "Or are you going to fight against our Thousand Machine Palace?" It's not that this seat looks down on you, just with you cats and dogs, this seat is vulnerable in the eyes, and it is easy to destroy your clan!"

If it was the Zong family back then, they might have bowed their heads, but now that they have His Majesty behind them, the two brothers are much more confident.

"Hmph, the tone of the Thousand Machines Palace is really not small, the Heavenly Desolate Realm is our clan's, even if you are the Thousand Machines Palace, you can't do it!" Zong Shengtian said in a deep voice, "Today is a good day, if you want to use force, I don't mind letting your blood splash the Heavenly Desolate Realm!"

The scene was in an uproar.

Crazy, crazy, the Zong family is asking for their own death. (To be continued.) )