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The magnificent hall is richly decorated, spacious and bright.

On a tall throne distributed in a circle, there is a sage with a crown and a broad belt.

An elegant middle-aged man in a green shirt got up, bowed to the tall holy thrones in the center, and said, "Lord Dongsheng, the true spirit has escaped into reincarnation. Let the Holy Lords decide. ”

Dressed in a black and gold woven robe, the majestic and majestic man stood on the tall black holy seat, and waved the sleeves of his robe with gorgeous gold trim when he heard the words: "Since the Eastern Sage has made a clear ambition with this, he must have a purpose. I think it's important to find out what's going on behind this!"

"Your Excellency Shentu is right. ”

A white-clothed man with a face like a crown of jade bowed his head slightly: "The two sages Shen Qing and Yang Rong who went to the Eastern Wilderness Region should have already returned, summon them over and ask what the current situation of the Eastern Wilderness City is." ”

The man in white's voice fell, and there was silence below.

The saints sat on their thrones with their eyes and noses and noses, and there was no response.

Some people's eyes flickered, not knowing what they were thinking.

The man in white frowned slightly, faintly feeling that the atmosphere was abnormal.

"Calling two holy beings to the Court of the Holy Spirit. ”

After a moment of silence, the old man in a brown robe with a white beard spoke in a slightly old voice, holding a wooden cane in both hands.

The old man's eyelids drooped, and he looked like he might fall asleep at any moment.

Soon, the call was delivered.

The saints didn't wait long, the tall carved wooden door was slowly opened, and then a clear gray-robed old man walked in.

"I've seen all the Holy Lords. ”

He walked to the center of the hall and stood still, bowing to the tall throne in front of him.

"Why are you alone?"

The black-robed man asked in a deep voice.

"Because the other one is not very interested, this seat can only send him to be the companion of His Excellency the Eastern Sage. ”

A magnetic and gentle voice came from behind the gray-robed old man, followed by the sound of clear footsteps.

The gray-robed old man respectfully stepped sideways, bent down slightly, and gestured respectfully.

The sages saw several people walking slowly.

The first person was dressed in a colorful feather robe, and there seemed to be a long gorgeous glow behind him, reflecting the contours of his angular face, like a god descending into the world.

The man's long inky hair was draped behind his back, and a pair of deep dark eyes slowly swept over the saints in the main hall, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Beside him, six figures with different temperaments were slightly one step behind, clustered on both sides.

One of them, with silver hair and silver eyes, carried a head with a shocked look on its face.

"Shen Qing Holy Seat?"

A sage grimaced, staring at the skull and exclaiming.

The black-robed man's face instantly sank, and he stared at the extraordinary man and said, "What do you mean by Your Excellency?"

The corners of the man's mouth curled suddenly, and Yin Li behind him shook his head.

The head was tossed by him onto the smooth golden floor in front of him, dripping and spinning.

"Presumptuous!"

The black-robed man's right hand slapped on the armrest, and Huo Ran got up.

The huge coercion poured down overwhelmingly, crushing towards Yinli.

Yin Li's complexion changed slightly, and his shoulders sank instantly.

"Heavenly Punishment Holy Lord Shen Slaughter!"

He thought silently in his heart.

"Why is Your Excellency Shentu so angry. ”

The man in front said lightly, and then the terrifying coercion in the main hall instantly dissipated.

The black-robed man named Shen Tu's face became solemn.

"Sit down, Shentu. ”

The old man sitting in the center spoke slowly.

Then he looked at the man with those eyes that did not have a trace of cloudiness: "All this, you planned it, right?"

The man smiled lightly: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from the Holy Master." ”

The old man sighed: "Why bother. ”

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth suddenly became cold: "You are already old, and it is not suitable for you to continue to be in charge of the human race." So leave it to me. ”

The next moment, the six people behind him bowed down one after another and said in unison, "Please let the Holy Master let the virtuous be in the castle tower!"

Immediately, among the saints present, more than a dozen people got up from their thrones, bowed to the old man, and said, "Please let the Holy Master let the virtuous master be in the heavenly guard!"

Shen Tu Zai's face showed a look of shock, and then turned into endless anger.

The man in white's originally calm face also showed surprise, and his eyes were filled with disbelief, and then turned into relief.

The man said lightly: "All the key points in the Central Holy City have been brought under the control of this seat, Your Excellency Saint Master, you should know how to decide, right?"

"Impossible!"

At this moment, a deep voice sounded.

When the man heard this, he said, "It turned out to be Your Excellency the Imperial Firmament." ”

A sturdy man in heavy black armor stood up, staring at the man with a pair of radiant eyes under his mask, and said in a low and heavy voice: "The two major legions of Chibane and Jin Qi have been deployed by me all over the Central Holy City, and it is impossible for you to control these places silently. ”

The man raised his eyebrows and said with a mocking smile: "Sure enough, I was prepared, but unfortunately, I still have a good chess seat." ”

Behind him, a man in chain mail threw two things, two helmeted heads.

The sky was silent for a moment.

Those were the heads of the two Captain of Akabane.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

Shen Tu Zheng stared at the man and said in a deep voice.

The man raised his eyebrows: "This seat has made it very clear. His Excellency the Holy Master is already old, so everyone in charge of the human race should be handed over to this seat. Of course, the current Holy Spirit Court is no longer out of date, so this seat will be rectified a little. ”

He said to Shen Tu Zai in an inexplicable tone: "At that time, please ask Your Excellency Shen Tu Zai to cooperate." ”

"Don't you think about it!"

Shen Tu Zhai let out a low snort.

The man sneered, "It's up to you. ”

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

At this time, the old man let out a long sigh and looked deeply at the man with those deep eyes that contained wisdom: "You are wrong, the human race has never been ruled by a single person. Her fate should be decided by all the Terrans. ”

The man smiled lightly, his smile full of contempt.

The old man slowly shook his head and looked at Shen Tu Zheng: "You guys leave, leave the Holy City with the power that belongs to the human race." ”

"What?"

Shen Tu Zai's face changed drastically, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the old man, his face full of disbelief.

The old man's eyes showed a thoughtful look: "The Holy Spirit Court has come to the present, it is already old, and it needs to be injected with new vitality. Go ahead, get out of here. ”

"Holy Master!"

Shen Tu Zhai shouted.

The saints who had not yet expressed their stance also stood up one after another, looked at the old man, and bowed down in unison and shouted, "Holy Master!"

The man's face was gloomy: "Want to leave? I haven't asked the meaning of this seat yet!"

The old man shook his head lightly and slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment, bursts of Sanskrit singing sounded in the main hall, brilliant brilliance sprinkled from the dome, and thin golden lines that ran through heaven and earth slowly emerged.

The man's face changed drastically, and just as he was about to make a move, the golden thread immediately wrapped around him, tightly binding him and the six people behind him.

"Let's go. ”

The old man urged.

Shen Tu Zai looked at the people in the castle tower who were tightly wrapped in golden threads, and then looked at the old man with his eyes closed, gritted his teeth, and waved his big sleeves, and the beautiful dome suddenly shattered.

"Come with me!"

He let out a loud shout and soared into the air beyond the dome.

Immediately, one after another, the saints followed.

Those who had previously forced the palace to the old man sage watched this scene, and no one dared to move.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and a look of relief flashed in them.

His lips squirmed slightly, and an old and weak voice sounded in Shen Tu Zai's ears.

"Hope...... In the East!"

End of this volume. (To be continued.) )