"Oh?" Jiang Yuebai turned her head slightly, her expression indescribably cold.

"First of all, the Dao Sect needs to severely punish Lu Yao and never tolerate it. Secondly, the vitality of each sect was greatly damaged, and the Taoist sect should apologize to each sect. ”

Jiang Yuebai smiled slightly: "It should be like this." ”

Yue Yiheng glanced at him suspiciously, not knowing why Jiang Yuebai was suddenly so good at talking.

However, he gradually gained confidence, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "The Taoist sect is negligent in discipline, it is difficult to be the name of the first major sect, and the disciples of the major sects have produced many talents over the years, I think that from now on, sect elections will be held every hundred years, and the rankings of the major sects will be determined fairly, justly and openly." ”

"What do you mean by being alone?" Jiang Yuebai asked.

The corners of Yue Yiheng's mouth twitched and looked back.

Everyone looked at each other, but since they were on a boat, it was difficult to get down.

Although Yue Yiheng's request is different from everyone's careful thinking, at least the benefits are equally shared.

Everyone's hearts turned, and they nodded one after another.

Yue Yiheng smiled again and turned his head to look at Jiang Yuebai: "I don't know what Master Jiang wants?"

Jiang Yuebai squinted at him, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he said coldly: "In this case, various sects have also produced a lot of demon cultivators over the years, I don't know who will stand up first and apologize?"

As soon as the voice fell, the audience was silent.

Rao is Yue Yiheng, and at this time, he also felt that his old face was a little unbearable.

Xiuzhen, on the surface, looks glamorous, but in fact, he kills people and does everything.

Over the years, the major sects have also produced many disciples who have gone astray, and frankly speaking, a demon cultivator like Lu Yao who killed hundreds of people is not even ranked.

However, Lu Yao's cultivation against the sky made everyone feel fearful.

You must know that Lu Yao's previous cultivation was not as good as Cheng Huan's, but now Cheng Huan is still in the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Period, and Lu Yao has advanced by leaps and bounds, and it has only been more than two years before he reaches the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Jiang Yuebai looked indifferently at the people who were looking at each other: "Is there no one?"

The crowd was silent except for silence.

They wanted to use Lu Yao as an excuse to pull down the Dao Sect, but no one wanted to turn over the dirty things of their own sects.

With Jiang Yuebai's temperament, if he makes a mistake, he will make it clear one by one the demon cultivators sent by each sect over the years, and then it will become a lose-lose situation.

At this moment, a sky-high demonic aura suddenly struck, and the heavens and the earth dimmed a little without warning.

A huge demon shadow appeared behind Lu Yao, he laughed strangely, his whole face was shrouded in Sen Ran's demonic energy, raised his hand to hold the idle pen inserted into his chest, and pulled it out with a sneer.

He looked down at everyone almost contemptally, and with a hook of his right hand, the demonic energy in the sky wrapped the entire sacrificial platform layer by layer.

"Your righteous face is still so disgusting. ”

Lu Yao's whole person was wrapped in the demon shadow, and as soon as his words fell, a disciple boldly raised his hand to touch the demonic qi, and as soon as his hand stretched out, the demonic qi entangled him like fire.

In the blink of an eye, the disciple turned into a white dry bone, and he was no longer angry.

"Vertical Zi Er dare!" Yue Yiheng waved the red gold idle pen in his hand, shook his wrist and drew a strange figure in the air, a loud dragon roar fell from the sky, and the golden dragon tail slapped fiercely towards the demon shadow in the sky.

The others quickly exchanged a glance and struck out.

For a time, the wind and clouds in the sky and the earth changed, the sound of the wind, the chirping of birds, the neighing of horses, the howling of beasts, the chanting of swords, and the surge...... Countless sounds thundered through the ears and made people's ears buzz.

Yun Pingqiu squeezed behind Cheng Huan in the chaos and raised his hand to press her shoulder.

"Senior Brother Yun. Cheng Huan turned his head and looked calm: "Don't worry, I know what to do and what not to do." ”

Yun Pingqiu looked at the dark red that flashed in the depths of Cheng Huan's eyes, and did not let go of his hand.

"Well done. Lu Yao smirked and looked up.

The terrifying demonic qi turned into thousands of sharp swords, and slammed into everyone's spells from the sky without leaving a gap.

Countless piercing grinding sounds intertwined into a net, and from a distance, the white and black light clusters exploded into one, illuminating the entire world with a miserable white color.

Yue Yiheng, who was in front, only felt a surge of blood in his chest, and he was almost so shocked that he couldn't hold the idle pen in his hand.

This man...... It must not be left behind.

Yue Yiheng swallowed the blood in his throat, and the idle pen in his hand shone brightly.

The golden dragon shadow instantly soared nearly a hundred meters, and it was unreasonably pressed on the altar, and the dragon's head met Lu Yao, and the huge dragon tail slammed into it.

At the same time, hundreds of spells of different forms also pounced on Lu Yao.

The demon shadow behind Lu Yao stood in front of him, and it was pierced by countless spells in an instant.

In the severe pain, Lu Yao only felt that the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and the will of his body was burned to the point that there was nothing left, Lu Yao roared angrily, and the shadow of the demon in the sky covered the sky and the sun, and it vaguely overshadowed the red golden dragon shadow.

Countless demonic qi mixed with heart-palpitating resentment, despair, and rage poured down like a torrential rain.

In an instant, the enchantment paper on the bodies of those disciples who had not cultivated enough to reach the Golden Pill Stage shredded like paper.

Yue Yiheng turned his head sideways and saw a disciple of the Tongshen Academy behind him looking at him in despair.

"Dean'......"

Yue Yiheng turned his head indifferently, and with another hook of the idle pen, the crimson golden dragon shadow actually revealed a bigger flaw.

The overwhelming demon shadow took the opportunity to enter, and the disciple who was originally behind Yue Yiheng had become a white bone in an instant.

Yue Yiheng's eyes were full of desperate ruthlessness.

The more people Lu Yao kills, the more uncontrollable the situation will become.

At that time, even if the Dao Sect has removed Lu Yao, those who died under Lu Yao's hands will inevitably have all their resentment on the head of the Dao Sect.

There were not a few people who had the same mind as Yue Yiheng, and for a while, Lu Yao's demon shadow brutally swept away the lives of hundreds of disciples below the Jindan stage.

Those disciples who were filled with righteous indignation and came to ask for an explanation did not react when they died, why did there obviously have so many Yuan Infant Stage monks here, but Lu Yao turned the sky upside down.

"Ridiculous. Yun Pingqiu's face turned cold, and the Wuwen in his hand cut through the demon shadow and blocked in front of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

"Hurry up, get out of here. Yun Pingqiu's formidable sword qi swept out a passage.

The Sword Sect disciple hesitated and said, "Senior brother, there are so many masters here, we-"

"Let's go!" Yun Pingqiu snorted.

He has a very high reputation in the Sword Sect, and although the disciples of the Sword Sect are puzzled, they can be drunk by him, and they still subconsciously follow him to withdraw from the altar.

Behind them, a loud sound rolled down the sky.

Those disciples who fled in all directions and panicked seemed to understand something, and shouted in despair: "Master!"

Yue Yiheng's face was terrifyingly cold.