The disciples of the Desolate Sect had already ascended to the high platform and the surrounding seats, guiding everyone to take their seats. Although there were not yet all the seats, a third of the seats were already filled. In addition to the areas reserved by the various sects, the Desert Sect has set aside a special area for various places to sit and watch the ceremony.

A ray of light landed in the center of the high platform, and a middle-aged woman with an indifferent expression appeared in a desolate uniform. She looked around, and finally stopped in a corner, where there were several disciples of the original One Yuan Sect, who were mixed in with the crowd at this time.

Several Yiyuan Sect disciples were shocked in their hearts at this time, wasn't this woman who appeared exactly their Yuanliu Elder? One of the ancestors of the Yiyuan Sect, second only to the existence of the Yuan Ancestor, the super master of the Divine Soul Eightfold Broken Realm. When the various factions besieged Yiyuanmen, she was never heard from after participating in the battle, but she didn't expect to appear here now, and she was still wearing the clothes of the absurd sect. What does this mean? I believe you can see it at a glance.

"Ancestor, she has taken refuge in the Desolate Sect, is it true that my Yiyuan Sect is exhausted?" In the crowd, there were also a few disciples of the original Yiyuan Sect, all of them dressed in disguise, and when they saw Yuan Liu at this time, they all felt that the future was bleak. Even masters like Yuanliu have taken refuge in the absurd sect, doesn't that mean that Yiyuanmen is completely out of play?

Although the Yiyuan Sect suffered a great calamity, after all, so many Divine Soul Masters just had no news, and now with their information, it brought this blow! Moreover, among the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect, not all of them were in favor of cooperating with the Desolate Sect, and many people were still against it in their hearts.

Despair, only despair. Attentive people will notice that several people in the crowd shed tears. His own sect has been shattered, and the predecessors of the sect have been controlled by other sects, how can it not make people cry?

If Yuanliu sincerely took refuge in the Desolate Sect, he would not believe it if he killed them, and it was obvious that he was controlled by the Desolate Sect.

People from other sects were also very surprised and began to talk about it. Naturally, these discussions could not escape Yuan Liu's divine sense, and she listened expressionlessly, with remorse in her eyes.

For a moment, she made up her mind, now that the matter has come to this, what's the use of regretting it? Time will not go back, the past cannot be repeated, the one-yuan gate has actually perished. Xiuwei reached her level, although she was controlled by the Desolate Sect, she would not be completely devoid of her own thoughts, as long as she didn't do anything that harmed the Desolate Sect, the Desolate Sect wouldn't do anything to him.

As a master of the Desolate Sect, she wants to use this sect ceremony to seek benefits for the scattered disciples of the Yiyuan Sect as much as possible, at least she can't let them be hunted down and killed, and she can walk in the open. At this Desolate Sect Conference, if the original escaped disciples of the Yiyuan Sect were willing to join the Desolate Sect, the Desolate Sect would naturally welcome them.

"Everyone, welcome to the opening ceremony of the Desolate Sect, this ceremony, if there are disciples of the original one-yuan sect present, you can sit here. As he spoke, Yuan Liu pointed to his right hand, and a row of seats on the right side of the center was shrouded in light, and there was a seat reserved for the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect.

"In this ceremony, no grievances can be fought privately, otherwise there will be no forgiveness! There were only two simple sentences, and after finishing speaking, Yuan Liu sat on the top seat and closed his eyes and was silent.

However, those original Yuan Sect disciples who were mixed in the crowd did not sit in the area drawn by Yuan Liu. They are afraid, afraid that they will be besieged and killed if they get out of here.

"Sure enough, as I expected, in the last battle, the masters of the Divine Soul Realm who participated in the battle of all factions should have fallen into the clutches of the Desolate Sect and were controlled by the Desolate Sect. Hua Shenguang and Huang Gongying and others exchanged views. Seeing Yuanliu appear, the questions in everyone's hearts were answered. At the same time, they are even more jealous of the Desolate Sect, so many masters of the Divine Soul Realm of various factions, have they all fallen into the Desolate Sect? Even the masters of the Divine Soul Eightfold Broken Realm have become people of the Desolate Sect, and now they have come out to preside over the opening ceremony, what about the others?

"Nan Ming God has taught!"

With the announcement of the Desolate Sect, one hundred and fifty disciples of the Southern Ming God Sect broke through the sky, and the South Ming God Sect was still led by the Fire Mother-in-law.

Yuan Liu stood up, and his voice resounded: "The Desolate Sect welcomes the friends of the Southern Ming God Sect, please take a seat!"

"The old body is polite, senior, please!" Granny Huo replied, but from her face, it could be seen that she was very surprised, and it was actually Yuan Liu, a master of the One Yuan Gate, who greeted her. She didn't want to ask much at this time, and led the disciples of the Southern Ming God Sect to sit down.

Hua Shenguang found her former acquaintance Yang Yanqin in the crowd, and she was curiously observing around.

"I don't know if she still knows me?" Hua Shenguang thought in his heart, and another announcement came: "Ten Thousand Swords Gate has arrived!"

One by one, the monks stepped on the flying sword, forming a long rainbow flying from afar, led by several people, one of whom Hua Shenguang had not seen for a long time, and there was also a relationship, which was the sword spirit son who taught him the "Yin and Yang Life and Destruction Thunder Fire Sword".

"Friends of Wanjianmen, please take a seat!" Yuan Liu waved his hand, and a light curtain pointed to the seat of Wanjianmen, and Jian Lingzi saw Yuan Liu, thought for a moment, and then sat down directly.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Jian Qingshan, why didn't he come?" Among the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, there is no figure of Jian Qingshan, and the Ten Thousand Swords Gate is the same as the Southern Ming Divine Sect, and no master of the Divine Soul Realm has arrived.

"The Pavilion has arrived!"

"The representative of Zhongyuan City has arrived!"

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One after another, the sects arrived, and the originally empty seats were soon filled, and the scene began to be lively.

"The Demon Enemy Sect has arrived!"

In the distance, the demonic qi was monstrous, and the four masters of the Demon River, the Demon Stone, the Demon Rock, and the Demon Mountain, led thirty disciples to fly over.

"Hey, didn't my Demon Enemy Sect dispatch Divine Soul Realm masters?" Hua Shenguang saw that these disciples were all ordinary disciples, didn't he say before that Demon Blood Qing and others were coming?

"Young Sect Master, don't look at it. Among the disciples, a person whom Hua Shenguang had never seen before passed over, and the image of this middle-aged man stared at Hua Shenguang from a distance and smiled. Who else is not demon blood?

"Good fellow, I can't even see what kind of hidden kung fu this Demon Elder is. "The situation of the Demon Blood at this time, it seems to anyone that it is the realm of the eightfold mana. Hua Shenguang observed with the chaotic light eye, and his qi and blood mana were only in the state of this realm.

"Nine days have arrived!"

With this announcement, the space in the distance fluctuated violently, and then a large group of people appeared directly from the space. Jiutian's way of appearing is undoubtedly the most stylish.

Yuan Liu, who was on the high platform, had a flash of light in his eyes and looked into the distance. As far as the eye can see, there is a beautiful young woman, this woman is dressed in green, as soon as she appears, it gives people a feeling of being one with the surrounding world, as if she is standing there, it is a strange beautiful scenery, no matter how you look at it, it is so natural, and even it is a feeling that is more natural than any beautiful scenery.

Clothes fluttering, green belts dancing, fairies coming!

Yuan Liu greeted him and saluted respectfully: "This must be Lingyue's senior, the senior's arrival is far away, seniors are here, please!"

This is the status is different, the treatment is also different, when others come, Yuan Liu just waved his hand, and when Lingyue arrived, he greeted him in person, and he was very respectful, so everything is strength to speak.

Lingyue smiled indifferently, looked at Yuan Liu and said, "I know you, once when you were a little child, I went to the Yiyuan Gate, and the elders in your door said that you had good talents." It's a pity, it's a pity, you've forgotten your ancestors now. ”