It didn't take too long. The flowing clouds on the side of Tianguang Peak had not yet completely flowed to those places on Shangde Peak, and the continuous lightning in the virtual realm stopped.

In that high sky, a bright luster suddenly appeared, like a mirror for hundreds of miles.

That's the dividing line between the virtual realm and the real sky.

Two small black dots appeared in the mirror, growing larger.

Fang Jingtian and Guangyuan Zhenren fell to the top of Tianguang Peak one after another, and there were no wounds on their bodies, and their faces were normal.

Back then, Taiping Zhenren directly killed a river of blood for the position of the head of Qingshan and slaughtered Mo Chengfeng, but that was a special case after all.

In a situation like today, it is impossible to judge victory or defeat by life and death, and it is good to know each other.

So who won the final victory?

Guangyuan walked back into the crowd of Shiyue Peak.

Fang Jingtian stayed where he was.

There was a commotion among the peaks, and the elders of Shiyue Peak let out some regretful sighs.

After all, it was thirty years late, and although they were all great things in the Heavenly Realm, there were still differences.

Fang Jingtian walked towards the house.

Silver eyebrows fluttered lightly.

The chair was right under the house.

As he passed by the stone monument, he stopped and saluted the Yuan turtle.

Yuan Gui closed his eyes and did not react.

Fang Jing walked to the bottom of the house and turned around to sit down.

Suddenly a breeze blew, and the chair fell and shattered into a pile of sticks.

There was a dead silence at the top of Skylight Peak.

That chair represented the position of the head of Qingshan, and Fang Jingtian broke before he could sit on it......

In other words, anyone who encounters such a thing will be angry or ashamed.

An elder of Xilaifeng shouted sharply, "Who did this!

Yuan Qu stood beside Zhao Layue and said in a low voice: "This will only crack if you sit on it...... That's called embarrassment. ”

At this time, the peak was extremely quiet, and no matter how small his voice was, it clearly fell into the ears of many people.

The Qingshan disciples were in a state of shock and nervousness at this time, and they didn't react, but a female disciple of the Mirror Sect couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The Elder Huo Ran turned around, stared at the female disciple and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Glared at by the sword-like gaze, the female disciple was startled, and her face turned pale.

The Bird Lady protected her behind her, looked at the Elder of Xilaifeng and said calmly, "I laughed at her in vain, what does it have to do with you?"

Knowing the teacher-student relationship between her and Jing Jiu, and even more knowing that she was the next generation of sect masters set by the Mirror Sect, the elder forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at the Qingshan disciples and shouted, "Who did it!

It was still quiet, and the Qingshan disciples looked like a forest.

Suddenly, a tall branch grew in the woods.

That's someone with a hand raised.

The crowd stirred, and countless eyes looked at it.

Zhuo Rusui drooped his eyelids, and his right hand was raised very straight, like a flagpole.

The Elder of Xilaifeng said slightly angrily, "Senior Nephew Zhuo, what do you want to deliberately destroy the holy relics of the sect?"

"Isn't it just a chair? Master, the old man didn't say what kind of holy thing it was. Zhuo Rusui raised his head, looked at him expressionlessly and said: "I was so happy when I went out of the customs that day, I accidentally broke this chair, many people have seen it with their own eyes, what's the problem?"

The former Elder Lai Feng couldn't help but speak, you must know that Zhuo Rusui is not an ordinary Qingshan disciple, not to mention the realm and talent, just to say that he is a closed disciple of the previous head of the real person, this sentence is extremely difficult to deal with......

Fang Jingtian said indifferently: "That's right, this is a chair, it doesn't matter." ”

Today, Guangyuan Zhenren was defeated under his hands, and no one in Qingshan Jiufeng was qualified to compete with him for the position of Qingshan leader, without that chair, wouldn't he be the head?

"Is there a chair that can be the head, but you don't even have the Heavenly Sword, what qualifications do you have to be the head?"

A calm, even indifferent voice rang out at the summit.

The Qingshan disciples were in an uproar and looked over one after another.

After some young disciples were instructed, they knew that it was Zhao Layue, the master of the Divine End Peak, who spoke.

These young people had heard the story of Shenmo Peak, but they didn't know her demeanor back then, and they couldn't help but be very surprised, thinking that she was so tough!

The elders of the various peaks and the representatives of the various factions were very calm, and even had a feeling that it had finally begun.

How could the people of Shenmo Peak let Fang Jingtian be the head of Qingshan.

Fang Jingtian's silver eyebrows fluttered slightly, looked at her and said with a smile: "Senior sister is not convinced?"

Zhao Layue said: "Of course. ”

Fang Jingtian's gaze brushed over the bodies of the elders and disciples of the various peaks, and said slowly, "Then who else is not convinced?"

"Uncle Shi...... I haven't even put my hand down yet. Zhuo Rusui raised his right hand and said with an innocent face.

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Zhao Layue is the master of the end of the god and the disciple of Jingyang Zhenren...... Well, her relationship with Jingyang Zhenren is more complicated.

Zhuo Rusui is the most beloved disciple of the former head of the real person Liu Ci.

Their status in Qingshan Jiufeng was already very special, and now after becoming a true powerhouse at the peak of breaking the sea, it is even more extraordinary.

And they are young.

In the history of the Qingshan Sect, in terms of the speed of cultivation and breaking through the realm, they could rank in the top three.

There is also a real person from Jingyang.

They are the future and present of the Aoyama Sect.

At the same time, they stood up against Fang Jingtian and became the head of Qingshan, which would inevitably affect the attitude of many Qingshan disciples, and they were powerful enough.

The summit of Skylight Peak was silent.

Guangyuan Zhenren didn't want the Qingshan dispute to fall into the eyes of those outsiders, so he said seriously to Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui: "Qingshan Sect really needs a leader. ”

Zhao Layue said expressionlessly: "He's not dead yet." ”

Zhuo Rusui followed and said, "What's the hurry?"

Everyone knew they were talking about Jing Jiu.

The question is that Jing Jiu has been sleeping in Chaoge City for more than a hundred years, how many more years will he continue to sleep?

The Elder of the Former Peak said sharply: "This is the charter discussed at the Qingshan Conference last year, and you suddenly oppose it at this time, what is it?"

Zhao Layue said expressionlessly: "At that time, I was in retreat. ”

Zhuo Rusui followed and said, "I'm also in retreat. ”

Zhao Layue said: "I naturally don't recognize the things you have discussed. ”

Zhuo Rusui followed and said, "I don't recognize it either." ”

The elder of Xilai Peak couldn't help but said, "Senior Nephew Zhuo, you can't represent Tianguang Peak, it doesn't matter if you recognize it or not. ”

Zhuo Rusui drooped his eyes and said, "I know that there are many disciples in Tianguang Peak who have been bought by you...... But I guess there will always be people who will support me, right?"

Hearing this, many eyes fell on the people of Tianguang Peak.

Guo Nanshan sighed and said, "It's all up to you." ”

Elder Inkpool sighed, "You...... You...... Bite...... Say...... What the hell is. ”

Zhuo Rusui looked at the elder of Xilaifeng innocently and said, "Look, I can't help it, the prestige is so high. ”

At this time, Que Niang slowly walked a few steps to the field, saluted Fang Jingtian, and said softly: "It stands to reason that this is a matter of the Qingshan Sect, and we expatriates should not say anything, but the entire cultivation world knows that Jingyang Zhenren is my husband, and I, as a student, always have to ask, sir, he has done his best for the Qingshan Sect, fought against the immortals alone, and is still recuperating from his injuries in Chaoge City, as a result, Qingshan is going to choose a new leader, where is this gentleman?"

This sentence is really difficult to answer, Yuan Qu secretly praised, worthy of being a chess master.

Lu Guogong also spoke without hesitation, and said in an old voice: "This is not bad. The imperial court has always respected the Qingshan Sect, but everyone in the world knows that the real person in charge is the uncle of His Majesty, and according to the edict of the previous emperor, it is not an exaggeration to respect him as the emperor.

This accusation is even more troublesome, Yuan Qu secretly praised, and the people in the palace are really dirtier.

Immediately afterwards, Guocheng Temple and the Hanging Bell Sect naturally raised their own questions, and only Daze and the rest of the sects remained silent.

Fang Jingtian looked in the direction of Song City, his silver eyebrows fluttered slightly, silently thinking that there was indeed a problem on Gu Qing's side, hoping that there would be no problem on Master's side.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Que Niang, Lu Guogong and the others, and said calmly: "This is the matter of Qingshan Sect, no matter what your identity is, what reason you have, it is useless." ”

Then he looked at the small sedan chair with a blue curtain and said, "Even to the owner of the nunnery, I also say this, because this is Qingshan's business." ”

Where the voice fell, a clear sword intent emanated from his body, spreading between heaven and earth like a plum branch, although it did not break in the face of the wind.

This is the majesty of the great things in the Heavenly Realm, and this is the courage of the strong man of the green mountains.

This is a matter of Aoyama.

This is Aoyama.

Only Qingshan people can determine Qingshan affairs.

Guangyuan Zhenren did not speak.

Cheng Youtian was silent.

On the top of Bihu Peak in the distance, Liu Ada slowly paced to the top of the tallest tree, looking in the direction of Tianguang Peak, his vertical pupils narrowed slightly, I don't know if the sun is too strong, or his mind is too chaotic.

Suddenly, it meowed at Skylight Peak.

The sword intent that filled the sky like plum branches came to the extremely high heavenly dome and cut through the full sunlight.

The meow was like a tinder, igniting those fragments of sunlight and turning into countless sunsets.

A false sunset falls on the summit of Tianguang Peak.

Zhuo Rusui said with emotion: "It's so beautiful. ”

The gray Swallowing Sword appeared in front of him at some point.

The sword floated slowly in the setting sun, like the leaves of an autumn sunset, as if ready to burn at any moment.

Zhao Layue said: "Yes. ”

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