readx;? Ji Wuxi's eyes were the most intense. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He has been the first gold medal disciple since he won the gold medal and became a diamond disciple, and he has always been arrogant and has no one in his eyes. However, at this moment, in the face of the battle between the ancestral mourning and the two Dharma protectors, my heart was shaken!

It turns out that the battle of the real strong is so vast! All the moves have become invisible, and they are competing only with real strength! The so-called skill and so-called experience are invisible in the face of absolute strength!

Qin Xiao was also secretly shocked. However, what shocked him the most was not the colorful battle in the sky, but Ling Butong, who had been silent and expressionless!

The battle was right in front of him. Two hundred guards gradually formed a circle of encirclement, surrounding him layer by layer. He remained indifferent!

Could it be that he has something else to rely on?

Everyone can see that this battle is of great significance! If the ancestor is defeated in battle, the position of the suzerain will obviously become delusional! Perhaps, the left and right protectors will kill him. But if the left and right protectors are defeated, there will be no possibility of a reversal on the sect master's side!

There are only four elders to support it, but the strength is definitely not comparable to the six of the great elders. Moreover, there are still two hundred guards in the early stage of the Dao Martial Realm!

Thundered!

The battle in the sky is finally over. The two dragons let out a miserable cry and retracted their dragon blades. The dragon knife lava drips and turns to its original size. The left and right protectors turned pale and retreated to Ling Butong's side, ashamed.

"Sect Master! His subordinates are incompetent!" the left and right Dharma protectors were ashamed.

"Very good! Over the years, your strength has increased a lot! It's that he's too strong!" Ling Butong comforted the left and right protectors, and looked at the ancestral mourning!

The ancestor mourned and looked up to the sky and roared. The blood-colored river gathered and rushed into his eyes. The blood-colored mist around him gradually dissipated.

"Ling Butong, what else do you have to say?" the ancestral mourning was high-spirited and took another step, "You can rest assured, you will obey my ancestor mourning with all your heart, and you will not blame the past." All persons are reinstated to their previous positions. However, if you want to be obsessed and insist on going against me, I don't mind killing one more!"

Ling Butong smiled faintly and said softly: "Ancestral funeral, even if I, Ling Butong, am seriously ill and abdicate, I won't be able to take your turn! According to the ancestral teachings of the sect, the inheritors are first and foremost my children. Can you admit that?"

"Of course!" Zu Fu nodded, "But you only have one daughter, and she has been missing for many years. So, you can only give way to me!"

"Hehehe...... What if my daughter shows up?" Ling Butong stared at the ancestral mourning!

"Ah...... No! it can't be! He knew in his heart that back then, Ling Butong's only daughter was slapped to death by himself, and there were no bones left! How could she still be alive?

What is Ling Butong doing?

Zu Fu pondered for a moment and said, "In that case, let your daughter come out!"

Ling Butong faced the people of His Royal Highness and said with a smile: "I, Ling Butong, invite you to come, mainly to witness this moment! The words of the ancestral mourning cannot be trusted! But you are all present, presumably the ancestral funeral cannot be untrustworthy! Otherwise, how can the ancestral funeral face the heroes of the world?"

"Besides......" Ling Butong looked at Zhu Yan and nodded slightly, "Besides, the representative of the Heavenly Saint Sect is here, and he can't tolerate the presumptuous funeral of the ancestors!"

The crowd remained silent. They still don't dare to call the shots! Even if Ling Butong's daughter appears, but the ancestors are determined to compete for the position of the sect master, what can they do?

However, whether or not the Heavenly Saint Sect wants to intervene? Only they can intervene! However, the oldest of these guys is not like the old man, and maybe none of them are elders! What is the Heavenly Saint Sect doing?

Did you just send some disciples to watch the ceremony?

If the ancestors are really angry, they may not be able to do anything!

Zhu Yan was anxious. He nodded hesitantly and said, "Then please send out Sect Master Ling's daughter!"

"Bang bang!" the three elders tapped with both hands. After a few beats, a beautiful gentle woman slowly walked behind the high platform!

The cup in Qin Xiao's hand fell to the jade ground, making a crisp sound. However, everyone's eyes were focused on the beautiful woman, and they didn't notice Qin Xiao's abnormality at all.

Only the one who was standing beside Qin Xiao immediately urged him, feeling that something was wrong, and glanced back at Qin Xiao.

Qin Xiao opened his mouth wide, his eyes were dull, his face was stiff, and he stared at the middle-aged beauty motionlessly.

"Huh? What's the matter with the junior brother? Although this beautiful woman is beautiful, she is much older than the junior brother! Could it be that the junior brother lacks maternal love?" immediately urged the heart to slander. He couldn't figure out how Qin Xiao would be so out of shape!

Qin Xiao can't help but lose her temper! This middle-aged beautiful woman who walked out slowly and had a graceful figure was none other than Yun Meijun's master!

At the beginning, when Qin Xiao was in the Soul Martial Continent, the sea of qi and soul was shattered, and his body was hit by two streams of cold and heat, and he was about to die, it was Yun Meijun's master who used his divine skills to heal himself and gave himself three days of super strength, so that he took revenge in the Soul Martial Continent and settled all his relatives!

Later, when he was dying, it was Yun Meijun's master who helped him get out of the Soul Martial Continent and enter the Nine Desolation Realm with his divine skills, so that he had his own today!

In a word, if it weren't for this beautiful woman, Qin Xiao would have died long ago!

The reason why Qin Xiao has today, and all the things she has today, all come from this middle-aged beauty!

At the beginning, she existed in Yun Meijun's body in the form of a soul. Now, he has successfully transformed and returned to the Nine Shadows Desolation Realm, obviously gaining some kind of adventure!

I never thought that she was actually the daughter of the sect master of the Lingxiao Sect!

The middle-aged beautiful woman bowed to everyone in the hall and said with a smile: "Ling Xiao greets you! Thank you for coming to Lingxiao Sect today to testify!"

Ling Xiao! Sect Master Ling's daughter turned out to be called Ling Xiao!

The people of the major forces had only heard that Ling Butong had a daughter, and as for the other information about this daughter, they didn't know anything! Today was also the first time they had met.

Ling Xiao's gaze swept over everyone, and also swept over Qin Xiao. However, she didn't recognize Qin Xiao.

Two years have passed, and Qin Xiao's height and body shape have changed greatly. Especially after the tempering of the Hurricane Dragon Tower's two ** rebirths, Qin Xiao's appearance is more heroic and dazzling than before!

Moreover, at that time in the Soul Martial Continent, Lingxiao had only seen Qin Xiao twice, and the time was also very short. Besides, she never imagined that Qin Xiao would appear on this occasion!

Qin Xiao clenched his fists, mobilized his spiritual power, and regained his clarity. He is not recognizable for the time being. He wanted to see what the ancestor was going to do next!

Lingxiao looked at the ancestral funeral with a smile on his face: "Ancestral Deputy Sect Master, I don't know if you still know your niece?"

Seeing that Lingxiao did not expose the truth that he had killed her, Zu Fu was quite puzzled in his heart. In addition, he couldn't understand why Lingxiao, who was clearly dead, could still stand here today!

The Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the others were also dumbfounded. They knew that Zu Fu had killed Ling Xiao. However, Ling Xiao is alive, what's going on?

The Great Elder smiled and said, "Ling Xiao's niece is back safely, I am so relieved." However, the sect has been traditional for many years, and the position of the suzerain has always been passed on to men rather than women. Therefore, Ling Xiao's niece is the sect master, and she obviously can't convince the public!"

"Moreover, Ling Xiao's niece has already married someone else, so she obviously can't be counted as a member of my Lingxiao Sect. Even if you barely count, you can't serve as the suzerain. ”

The Great Elder sneered. He considered his statement irrefutable. In terms of inheritance, even if it is not the deputy sect master ancestor who wants to seize the throne, the sect will definitely not easily let a married woman serve as the sect master!

"The Great Elder's words are wrong!" the Third Elder stepped forward and said, "The ancestral training of the sect is only about hereditary. Besides, Ling Xiao's niece Fujun has unfortunately passed away, and she has been living in my Lingxiao Sect and has long been cut off from her husband's family. Therefore, Ling Xiao's niece can naturally be qualified for the position of sect master. ”

"Ancestral mourning, what do you say?" asked Ling Butong.

Zu Fu took a deep breath and shouted: "Since Ling Xiao's niece is married outside, she naturally can't serve as the sect master! In addition, as the sect master of my Lingxiao Sect, she naturally has to have the corresponding strength! If Ling Xiao's niece can defeat me, my ancestor will be the first to support her!"

"Hahahaha...... Ancestral funeral, you really have bad intentions! Ling Xiao's niece didn't show up, so you asked the sect master hereditary to appear. Now that Ling Xiao's niece has appeared, you are asking for strength! You have lived for thousands of years, how can Ling Xiao's niece fight with you? It is really shameless!"

The left protector laughed loudly, and the dragon knife in his hand flowed magma, almost ready to fight.

"If your subordinates are defeated, how can you be brave?" Zu Fu shook his head disdainfully.

"Ancestral funeral, you are scheming, for the position of sect master. It seems that you will not give up until you achieve your goal!" Ling Xiao sneered and said, "The position of the sect master is really so important?"

"Since it's not important, why doesn't your father quit?" the second elder shouted.

"Hmph! My father inherited it, and the name is justified! You, but you have ill intentions, secretly poison your hands, and do whatever you want, can you hide these sins from the people of the world?"

Ling Xiao's face was full of anger, she turned to face the main hall, and said loudly: "My father actually has a strange poison in his body, and it has been difficult to cure for many years. This poison was sent by the ancestors. I Lingxiao, ten years ago, at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, was slapped off the cliff by my ancestors. He wants to kill my father, kill me, but in order to seize the position of the suzerain! Everyone, please see together, the ancestor mourns, he is heinous and sinful!"

What the?

Ling Butong's poison is the ancestral funeral?

Ling Xiao's disappearance was also caused by the ancestral funeral?

Not only was the crowd amazed. Even the two hundred guards on the stage were all whispering! The deputy sect master turned out to be this kind of person?

Zu Fu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Ling Xiao, you slandered the deputy sect master, if you can't come up with evidence, today, in front of all the heroes, I will kill you too!"

Ling Xiao stepped down from the high platform, came to Zhu Yansian, took out a piece of warm jasper, and said loudly: "Please ask the masters of the Heavenly Saint Sect to testify for us! It clearly notes the scene of the day. ”

Zhu Yan took the jade pendant and urged Yuan Li.

A transparent curtain of light spread. It is several feet long and wide, and a clear picture appears inside.

A tall old man slapped a young woman off the cliff with one palm! The old man laughed: "When the old guy is poisoned and dies, you will also die! The position of the sect master belongs to me! Hahaha......"

The old man turned around slowly, and it was the ancestral mourning!

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