As soon as Xiu Jue finished speaking, he disappeared directly from the main seat, turning into a black light and heading towards Xiu Chen, erupting with a wave of divine power. As he said, even if there is a warrant from the Father, as long as there is a point left by his subordinates, it is enough to ensure that the cultivator does not die.

The elders in the hall looked at each other coldly, and they continued to exude demigod power. And Mingyi, who was standing in the corner, looked at the monk with a vigilant expression, lest he was running away from the main hall, after all, there was a precedent.

The group of young men and girls outside the hall looked at the background of the cultivators and the divine power that emanated, their faces turned a little pale, and they began to fall into the well.

"Sure enough, it's a big rebellion, and you dare to talk to the patriarch like this, and you don't know whether you are alive or dead. ”

"I really thought that I went to the City Lord's Mansion and dared to speak like this after getting a warrant from my father. This warrant can only save his life, and don't even think about the rest. ”

"Huh......"

"What's going on!"

Everyone had already thought of the plot in their minds, and the cultivator violated the majesty of the patriarch, was beaten with a slap and became a waste, and finally was imprisoned in the spiritual prison and tortured until he died. But when the black light came to Xiuchen, the whole plot was overturned, and the black light seemed to be blocked.

"What's the situation, the warrant on this cultivator can actually resist the attack of the patriarch, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant. ”

"With the Father's warrant, isn't the cultivator all right?"

The young men and girls chattered and discussed, and the hall was just the opposite, and the elders sitting on the left and right sides looked at everything in front of them, and the demigod power maintained there. Ming's eyes blinked, standing behind Xiuchen, and he didn't know what to say at this time.

Xiuchen stretched out a finger to block the attack of the black light, fixing the black light in midair.

Another divine power erupted in the main hall, and the black light fixed in mid-air manifested into cultivation, looking at the cultivator with a surprised face, and only after a long time did he spit out a sentence: "You have become a god??"

When Xiuchen heard this, he laughed and burst out in an instant, his black hair was windless, and the momentum around his body skyrocketed layer by layer, like a god's mansion. He looked at Xiujue, who was becoming more and more shocked, and said with a sneer: "What, only you are allowed to become a god, and I am not allowed to become a god?"

After speaking, Xiuchen's outstretched finger divine power condensed into a dot and poked forward.

Xiujue was knocked back by this blow and fell to the ground a meter away. The elders on the left and right felt the coercion of the Divine Mansion, their faces were as pale as earth, and they watched as Xiu Jue, who was the patriarch, was knocked down by a side disciple, but they were speechless.

How to blame a side child who has become a god. After the children of the clan become gods, the status class is not under the patriarch, and it is usually the descendants of the descendants who become gods, and the previous patriarch has a noble position.

There has never been a case of a child of a side line becoming a god, and this is the first time.

The four elders, including Ming Gang, are all demigods, and when they see the Divine Mansion, they all have to bend down and salute, how to say that the cultivators don't understand the rules. In the Che hall, the only one who can compete with the cultivators is the patriarch.

What is this!!

Xiu Jue's face became more and more ugly, the side child in front of him who killed his parents and children had actually become a god, this sharp contrast made him dare not believe this fact. After being silent for a long time, Xiu Jue got up and asked, "Are you taking the credit of Xiu Ming in exchange for the opportunity to become a god?"

"Heh, the deity said that Xiuming was killed by the celestial maiden of the auspicious clan, what does it have to do with me. If you want revenge, go to the Celestial Maiden for revenge. There is another strong you, you, you, are there any rules!"

When a group of young men and girls outside the hall heard this, they didn't know what to say, and they had a ridiculous feeling in their hearts, when would the children of the side line be able to speak like this. Ming Yan and the four elders were silent, looking at the arrogant and domineering cultivators, and had thoughts.

After each patriarch of the four major clans abdicated over the years, he entered the council of elders and became a member of the elder council. The elders in the Council of Elders and the four elders in the clan can't be compared at all, and everyone who enters the Council of Elders is at least in the realm of the Divine Mansion. Each patriarch passed on the position to his children, from generation to generation, and has continued to this day. It can be said that most of the gods in the Presbyterian Church are elders of the Enlightenment lineage.

Even if the cultivator was rewarded by his father and became a god's residence, he was still a member of the Moro tribe. Not surprisingly, the rechen could be promoted to a descendant and become a member of the Presbyterian Church. But now that he is so arrogant about Xiujue, he abandoned the young master and fled for his life when he was a disciple of the side line, and entered the Council of Elders, I am afraid that there is no good fruit to eat.

It may even disappear.

Xiujue came back to his senses, looked at the high-spirited cultivator, and said with a sneer: "I have been rewarded by my father and become a god's mansion, and I am really arrogant." Even if you become a god, you can be raised as a descendant and enter the Council of Elders. But until all this is discovered, you are only a side child of the Moro Clan. ”

"Yes, it's a pity that I forgot to tell the patriarch that I wasn't a member of the Moro clan when I stepped out of the City Lord's Mansion. Please make this clear, without the family relationship, we are equal. ”

When the words fell, the four elders who grabbed the handle and Ming Yan released the demigod power one after another, and shouted on the spot: "Bold, you have the blood of the Moro clan on your body, even if you become a god, you are still a member of the Moro clan." If you are so unscrupulous, then you can only ask the Council of Elders to come out and sanction you. ”

Xiujue, who was standing opposite, looked at the young and vigorous cultivator, and thought to himself that if this father did not give him a warrant to live, but helped the cultivator become a god. Then there is still a chance for everything. The warrant represents a command from the Father, which no one of the four great clans can disobey.

If he said that he wanted the cultivator to live, he had to live.

But it's just a routine reward to help the cultivators become gods, and it's just a god, and it has nothing to do with life or death.

"It seems that the elders of the Council of Elders are going to be invited to judge the new Oro Clan. Xiujue's eyes lit up, staring at the cultivator, and waved his hand to signal Ming Yan to go to the Council of Elders.

Before he could go out, he was blocked by the hand stretched out by the cultivator.

"No need, if you want to deal with me with the Elders, then your wishful thinking may have been wrong, Xiujue, you listen to me. I am not a member of the Moro tribe, not because I judge the tribe, but God the Father has taken me as a sixth son, and I am called Ashochen. In terms of generation, you all have to call me honorably, Ancestor. ”

After speaking, the cultivator's pale face smiled evilly.

It was quiet both outside and inside the hall, and the expressions on everyone's faces froze, as if they were frozen.

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