That's right, even in the last era, when the human race was in the most danger, he was given three years to become the Son of Heaven, and he became the Son of Heaven for a year."

Dao Third Elder also walked out, his old face showing a look of worry.

"There is no way, some responsibilities are born, he can refuse, but my observation in the past few days, he will not refuse."

Elder Dao Yi said with a somewhat gloomy expression.

He knew who the person who was waiting for Jian Fengyun in the Tianyi Hall was, and he also knew what that person meant when he saw Jian Fengyun.

If he is still the Son of Heaven after today, it means that he will lose his life at any time.

Because, he has to take up a full responsibility.

"He can choose to refuse, we have no right to blame him, after all, he is still so young." Dao Second Elder spoke.

Obviously, he also felt sorry for Jian Fengyun.

If Jian Fengyun was born in the prosperous era, he could definitely grow into a peerless figure in peace.

However, he was born in today's times, and he had to face this.

"No, he won't refuse."

Elder Dao Yi is definitely authentic.

Indeed, Sword Fengyun can refuse this responsibility.

It's just that after refusal, he will no longer be the Son of Heaven, and his responsibility will be borne by the next Son of Heaven in his place.

If it was someone else, it would be fine, but that one Holy Son of Heaven, the Holy Daughter of the Oriental Family.

This arrangement was told to him by the one in the Tianyi Temple.

"Okay."

"I wish him the best of luck."

Dao Second Elder and Dao Third Elder nodded at the same time, as if they understood something, and sighed.

Tianyi Temple

As usual, Jian Fengyun climbed the Spirit Peak, pushed open the door of the main hall, and then closed it again.

He did not go directly to the dormitory, but to the main hall.

Elder Dao Yi told him that someone was waiting for him here, and his face was quite serious, so he thought that he should be a very important person.

Walking to the main hall of Tianyi Hall, before entering the hall, I saw an old man with gray hair, wearing a gray robe, sitting on the threshold of the main hall.

"Little one, long time no see."

When the flower-haired old man saw Jian Fengyun, he smiled and spoke.

Although he looks very old, his old eyes are bright.

"You're the head of the Holy Academy!"

When Jian Fengyun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise.

"Little one, remember my voice."

The flower-haired old man looked at Jian Fengyun with a smile on his face.

Jian Fengyun was very surprised, and it was rumored in the outside world that the Holy Dean took the strong man of the Holy Alliance to the Gods and Demons Battlefield to defend against the Demon Clan, but he didn't expect him to come back.

At this moment, the giant hand of Yin Yang City made sense.

Only the dean of the Holy Courtyard could single-handedly defeat the Demon God Emperor's weapon, and also take down the entire Yin and Yang City into ruins.

The Holy Dean in front of him, he couldn't feel the slightest breath at all, that is, his realm was far beyond the realm he could perceive now.

He walked up to him, his gaze falling on the left chest of the Holy Abbot, and a pool of black blood spread out, looking very oozing.

"Dean, are you hurt?"

Jian Fengyun frowned.

His instincts told him that the Saint Abbot was seriously injured.

You must know that when the realm reaches the level of the Holy Dean, ordinary injuries can be recovered almost instantly, and being able to leave such a large pool of blood, and the wound is not yet healed, is obviously a serious injury.

There was still a burst of demonic energy emanating from this wound, but it was suppressed.

With the soul power of Jian Fengyun, he could barely perceive this demonic qi, which was even richer than the demonic aura emitted by the soul power of the Demon God Emperor encountered in the Yin Yang City.

"Yes, I'm injured, and I can live for about a month."

The elder of the Holy Academy's face was calm and said lightly.

He spoke in a very indifferent tone, and death seemed to him as a very ordinary thing.

"What!!"

Jian Fengyun was startled, and his face changed suddenly.

He didn't have the concentration of the Holy House Master.

The Immortal Ke, the head of the Holy Academy, is an existence like the leader of the human race, and he is also the only person who has experienced the war between gods and demons in the last era, so it can be said that the current war between gods and demons can only be resisted by him.

If he dies, the entire galaxy will inevitably be in turmoil, and even the human race will be in turmoil.

"Don't be surprised, those who have not ascended to the immortal path have a day to die."

The abbot of the Holy Courtyard said calmly.

"This"

Jian Fengyun was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"I've come to you for a matter of help."

The dean of the Holy Academy's face became serious, and his eyes stared straight at Jian Fengyun.

"What's the matter?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved and asked.

"I want you to inherit my position and rush to the battlefield of gods and demons in a month to replace me in the war zone." The abbot of the Holy Courtyard said.

"What?"

Jian Fengyun's face was startled again.

He didn't expect that the dean of the Holy Academy would want him to become the dean of the Holy Academy, and even go to the battlefield of gods and demons.

With his current combat strength, it is okay among the younger generation of Xinghe, but if he wants to participate in the battle of these older generation figures, it is not enough for others to make a move.

"Don't worry, there will be someone in the Gods and Demons Battlefield to protect you, and if it's not a big deal, you just need to sit in the Gods and Demons City to stabilize people's hearts." The abbot of the Holy Courtyard spoke.

His gaze looked at Jian Fengyun, waiting for Jian Fengyun's reply.

And Jian Fengyun's face fluctuated a little.

The amount of news that the Holy Dean gave him in front of him was too great.

It would be a fantasy for him to be the head of the Holy House now.

Not to mention whether he will be discovered, even if he is not discovered, in the battlefield of gods and demons, with his combat power, facing the confrontation on that battlefield, almost every day is a matter of life and death.

"Dean, did you want me to be the head of the Holy House because you were leaving?"

Jian Fengyun gritted his teeth slightly and asked.

He wanted to ask a little bit about it, if it was only because of the injury, he might have a way.

"Well, I can last a month at most, if the news of my departure comes out, the human race will inevitably be in turmoil, with the current situation in the galaxy, it is already difficult to compete with the demons, if it is turbulent again, it is estimated that the battlefield of gods and demons will not be able to hold."

The abbot nodded, a glint of worry in his old eyes.

He wouldn't have made the decision if he could, but time was running out.

The foundation in the Holy Courtyard has not yet reached the time to be used, and the people in the Holy Alliance cannot believe it, the only way is to ask Jian Fengyun to replace him.

Although I don't know how long this method can last, if it can last for one day, it can buy one more day for the Terrans of the galaxy.

Wait until the actual collision to have a better chance of winning.

"Dean, can I see your injuries?"

Jian Fengyun's gaze fluctuated slightly, and then he said.

He didn't know what kind of injury Dean Shenggu had suffered, and he couldn't make a person like him last a month.

"Useless"

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