Sect Master Ling's gaze swept in front of all the forces, and finally landed on the light card of the Heavenly Saint Sect in front of Zhu Yan Slender. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he looked at Zhu Yan and his group, but he didn't find an old man, and his eyes were slightly lost.

"The old man still has a delusion, expecting the Heavenly Holy Sect to uphold the way of heaven and make decisions for us. Sect Master Ling looked at Zhu Yan and looked at Zhu Yan, and his anticipation gradually appeared.

All the forces looked at Zhu Yan in unison. Although the forces in the Heavenly Saint Sect region do not accept the direct leadership of the Heavenly Saint Sect, they are blessed by the Heavenly Saint Sect after all, so the awe and respect for the Heavenly Saint Sect has always come from the heart.

Major events such as the transposition of the sect master have to invite the Heavenly Saint Sect to observe the ceremony, so that it is more justifiable.

I don't know what kind of attitude the Heavenly Saint Sect has this time?

The Great Elder and the others also looked at Zhu Yanshou and the others nervously. They knew that Zhu Yan and the others looked young, but since they were coming on behalf of the Heavenly Saint Sect, they naturally had a pivotal position.

Here, they are the Heavenly Saint Sect!

Faced with Sect Master Ling's straightforward request, Zhu Yan paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Sect Master Ling is too modest! Their Heavenly Saint Sect has never interfered in the internal affairs of the sect forces. Of course, if there is bullying of the weak, bullying the widow with more, or maliciously subverting and killing too much, if the force asks for it, it will never sit idly by. ”

"Okay! That's enough! The old man is pleased!" Sect Master Ling showed a rare smile.

"The Deputy Sect Master has arrived!"

At this moment, one after another shouts came from outside the hall. The shouting was loud and powerful. With the shouting, a bloody aura came to his face first.

The crowd couldn't help but retreat. They seem to be facing bloodthirsty beasts. But no matter how tyrannical and ruthless the beast is, it can't compare to the breath that whistles in the wind.

If you hadn't killed tens of millions of people, you would never have had this bloody murderous aura!

It's so penetrating!

Some of the weaker cultivators grunted and swallowed their saliva.

An iron tower-like figure stands in the doorway on the left. Knock knock! The deputy sect master ancestor mourned and strode and landed heavily in front of the main hall.

With each step, the jade on the ground shatters and turns into powder!

Sect Master Ling, the left and right Dharma Protectors, and the four supporting elders changed their faces drastically. The ancestral mourner released his breath without any restraint, clearly not taking them seriously. Now, in front of many outsiders, he is nakedly humiliating the dignity of the sect master.

"Bold ancestor mourning, I don't know how to restrain myself, I know that the sect master is here, but I release my breath, what does this mean?"

The ancestor bowed to everyone in the main hall, and then, with his face to the left, he said with a smile: "The sect master is here?

He pointed at Sect Master Ling and laughed: "Ling Butong, in the past ten years, have you ever done a thing for the sect? Which of the big and small things in the sect is not in charge of my ancestor? What is the significance of you usurping the position of the sect master?"

"Ancestral mourning, the ancient precepts of the sect, unless the sect master is extremely evil and brings irreparable losses to the sect, otherwise, as long as he is unwilling to abdicate, no one can disobey. Even if you abdicate, you must first consider hereditary! This position of suzerain, how can it not be your turn!" The sound of the right protector was like a bell, and the murderous spirit was soaring.

"The Right Protector is reasonable! I think I agree!" the Great Elder stepped forward and said with a smile: "Sect Master Ling has not asked about the affairs of the sect for more than ten years, and it has already brought great losses to our Lingxiao Sect. This is one of them. Second, even if it is hereditary, Sect Master Ling has no heirs, so the position of Sect Master can only be given to others! According to the ancient teachings of the sect, shouldn't Sect Master Ling give way?"

"That's good!" the second elder laughed, his shrunken wrinkles spreading out, "The Ancestral Sect Master is highly respected, famous, respectful, and super strong, he is the best candidate for the Sect Master!"

"Please abdicate Sect Master Ling! Congratulations to the Ancestral Sect Master's accession to the throne!" the Great Elder shouted in unison with the enthroned elders beside him.

"Welcome to the throne of the Ancestral Sect Master!" the two hundred guards also shouted in unison. The cheers were high-pitched, and the hall trembled slightly. The two hundred martial realm powerhouses sang in unison, which was extraordinary!

"Hahahaha......" Zu Fu looked up to the sky and laughed. A sense of pride that I am no other is overflowing.

"Presumptuous!" the left and right Dharma protectors shouted in unison. The two of them waved their dragon treasure swords, "The ancestral weapon of the sect is here! Whoever roars again will be killed!"

Boom! The flaming dragon roared, and was about to burst out of the lava. The furious divine power exudes the power to kill everything.

"The two Dharma protectors, the Dragon Treasure Sword is not so indiscriminately used. If you don't follow the ancestral teachings, I, as the deputy sect master, have the right to take back your ancestral weapon!" the ancestor smiled fiercely. Greedy eyes stared at the dragon knife, and did not hide his intention to grab it.

"The sect master has not asked about the sect for more than ten years. They are all sick. Moreover, there were no major incidents in the sect itself. Besides, the daughter of the sect master is still in the world, even if the sect master abdicates, there should be the daughter of the sect master to inherit it!"

The Third Elder opposite the Great Elder said loudly. In the face of the arrogance of the ancestral mourning, the three elders were full of anger.

"Ridiculous! When will the position of the suzerain be passed to the woman? Besides, the daughter of the suzerain has not been seen for more than ten years, and her life and death are uncertain, do we have to wait until she shows up? In case the daughter of the suzerain has fallen, how should we deal with ourselves?"

The two elders were-for-tat.

"Don't talk nonsense! Since the sect master is terminally ill, it is natural that he must first elect a new sect master! If the daughter of the sect master is here today, she can also discuss it again. But the Sect Master's daughter is not here, so we can only act expediently!"

The Great Elder sneered. The daughter of the sect master has been missing for more than ten years, and I am afraid that she will be dead a long time ago, so there is no point in talking about it.

"Great Elder, don't be too presumptuous in your words! The sect master is only seriously ill, but it may not be impossible to heal. In case the sect master's body is unpredictable, then we will talk about it when we get it! You are so anxious, do you still have the sect master in your eyes? Do you still have the rules of the sect in your eyes?"

The three elders were indignant. As an old man of the sect, he would never have imagined that this kind of roommate would happen in his own sect.

"Do you still need to be healed? The sect master naturally needs to be healed! My ancestor believes that the sect master's body must be treated more intensively, so the complicated affairs of the sect should be taken care of by me. My ancestor guarantees that as long as the sect master's body is healed, the position of the sect master will naturally still belong to the sect master. My ancestor mourned for the development of the sect, and he succumbed to the position of temporary sect master!"

Zu Fu glanced at Ling Butong and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, my Zu Fu really doesn't want to be the sect master! However, if the sect wants to develop and grow, it must have a strong force to rule the whole and build the sect into an iron bucket. The brothers of the sect fully recommend my ancestral funeral, and I can't help myself, I can't go against the hearts of my brothers, and chill everyone's hearts!"

"Ling Butong, the trend of the times, don't be obsessed and become a sinner in the sect!"

The ancestor waved his hand and waved his robe. The furious bloody breath surged again. The intention of killing came out in the laughter.

"Ancestral mourning, you don't want to talk nonsense! Who doesn't know that you have only cared about buying people's hearts all these years, vainly trying to subvert the sect and seize the position of the sect master! The heart of a thief is known to passers-by! Today, we want to make your rebellion clear for the sect!"

The left and right Dharma protectors shouted angrily in unison. The dragon knife in his hand danced out. The dragon roared, and the roar shook the sky. The entire hall was crumbling.

"It's so powerful! I'm afraid that the cultivation of the left and right Dharma protectors is not inferior to Senior Brother Zhu Yansian. Coupled with the Dragon Treasure Sword, the two of them joined forces, and Master Murong Lei might not be able to defeat them! Ancestor Fu was not afraid, he seemed confident, and his strength must be even better!"

Qin Xiao was secretly surprised. The strength of the Lingxiao Sect is indeed not to be underestimated. I'm afraid it's comparable to the Great Qin Empire of the Sword Sect. The master of the martial arts gate who besieged him at the beginning did not have such a strong aura as them.

"What's the matter? Can't you help it? Okay! The old man will accept your dragon sword for the ancestor of the sect today, and abolish the two of you as Dharma protectors!"

The ancestral mourner walked over step by step. The robes danced, and the blood mist filled the air. A blood-red mist spread. The smell of blood was extremely pungent, and it continued to pour into the main hall, covering all corners of the entire main hall.

"Sect Master, let's come!" the Great Elder and the Second Elder directly called Ancestral Mourning the Sect Master.

"No, you take a good look at them!" Zu Fu glanced at the three elders and the four.

"Don't worry!They can't run!" the Great Elder smiled grimly, glancing at the three elders and the four of them, "Today, none of them want to leave!"

"Kill!" the left and right protectors shouted angrily and jumped into the air. The two magma long knives suddenly grew into a thousand zhang, splitting the roof of the main hall and cutting out raging flames. In the flames, two fiery dragons shook their heads and tails, tearing through the sky and spitting out mountain-sized fireballs from their mouths.

Boom! The fireball is hot enough to burn the earth. The air around was scorched. The dragon soars into the air, stepping on the fiery red clouds, majestic!

Zhu Yan hurriedly took Qin Xiao and them back. The furious aura rushed to every corner of the hall. Many forces retreated.

"It's a good time!" "In the face of the dragon sword, the ancestor did not dare to slack off. His expression was solemn, and a blood-colored river erupted from his eyes. The river was raging, as if it was about to bury the dragon.

The rolling waves rose into the sky, dyeing the whole sky red. Every drop of blood-colored river water contains infinite murderous energy, leading the way of heaven and earth.

The magma dragon rushed headlong into the blood-colored river. The two long dragons drifted with the waves, constantly churning, stirring up the overwhelming tide of blood.

"Blood-stained sky!" exclaimed Zu Fu. The blood in the river boiled instantly. Streams of foam surged up into the air. A large amount of heat gathered in the sky, pushing the clouds and kicking up the bursting blood-colored clouds.

"Roar!" the two dragons became enraged, revealing their heads in the blood and rushing out of the sky, trying to break free from the river.

"The dragon slashes the sky!" the left and right protectors shouted angrily. The long knife in his hand suddenly turned, slashed horizontally, and slashed diagonally towards the sky, and then slashed down angrily.

The blood in the river rushed into the sky, converging into another river, striking the dragon's head and pouring down.

The blood-colored waterfall fell from the sky, and in the eyes of everyone, it was extremely beautiful! Everyone was shocked. The combat power of the ancestral mourning and the left and right protectors is incomparable, and no one present has the confidence to be able to fight with them!

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