The atmosphere inside the main hall began to become oppressive, and everyone's eyes wandered between Huo Hongfei and Zhou Jin, the two elders of the War God Temple.

Because of the breathing technique, Liu Mang's cultivation revealed at this time is still the appearance of the late stage of foundation building, unless he is a monk who has reached the stage of transformation into a god, no one can see his true cultivation.

It is also because of this that everyone agrees that Liu Mang dared to offend Zhou Jin because of Huo Hongfei's support, otherwise how could an inner disciple in the foundation building period dare to talk to Elder Jiedan of the sect in such a tone? Is it really a long life?

"Brother Huo, Ming people don't say secret words, how do you want to give up your position?"

Zhou Jin asked with a stiff expression, since Liu Mang is Huo Hongfei's person, it is not easy to deal with him with the previous reason.

"I don't want to do anything, Brother Zhou, give up, even if this matter is in front of the hall master, it is useless. ”

Huo Hongfei glanced at Liu Mang helplessly, in fact, as long as he showed his true cultivation, then everything would be much easier, but it seemed that he didn't seem to have any intention in this regard at all, and insisted on pushing himself to the table to deal with Zhou Jin, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"Y-good!"

Zhou Jin saw that Huo Hongfei was so tough, he didn't want to save face at all, there was a hint of cold light in his narrow triangular eyes, and his original red face was now black, but soon, he slowly closed his eyes and forcibly endured the murderous intent in his heart.

Huo Hongfei's cultivation is comparable to him, they are all in the early stage of the Dan, and if he really starts to do it, he can't take advantage of it, and for the position of a stationed disciple, it is really not cost-effective to offend Huo Hongfei's vein to death.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jin took a deep breath, glanced gloomily at Liu Mang, who was sitting on the main seat, and said: "Brother Huo, the position of this stationed disciple will be temporarily given to you, but don't forget how the last stationed disciple died, the murderer has not been found yet, with this kid's cultivation, maybe he will die one day." ”

After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave, Zhou An hurriedly followed, Zhou Xiang also wanted to follow, but after a pause, he suddenly stopped again, and after the two walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, they had no intention of continuing to stay, and they both set up their lights and flew away in the direction of the sect.

"Okay, now that the inconsequential people are gone, this city lord has announced an appointment, from now on, appoint Jiang Feng as the city lord of Black Mist City. Liu Mang pointed at Jiang Feng who was standing aside, and as soon as his words fell, there was an uproar in the main hall, after all, Black Mist City has always been served by a resident disciple as the city lord, and there has never been such a situation.

After Jiang Feng heard Liu Mang's words, he immediately stood up excitedly, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed to the end.

For this strange appointment, although everyone had objections in their hearts, but no one dared to stand up against it, they looked at Jiang Feng's gaze, full of all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, this kid came back with Elder Huo's run, and actually hugged such a thick thigh.

"Alright, Elder Huo, it's time for us to go too. Liu Mang's brows furrowed suddenly, and then quickly let go again, he patted his ass without a trace of dust, and then strode outside, looking a little anxious.

Huo Hongfei hurriedly stood up, and when he was about to follow, he suddenly turned his head to look at the chair that Liu Mang had just sat on.

Seeing this scene, the monks in the main hall were all shocked, the city lord's throne is a symbol of the city lord's identity, so the Xingwu steel used to cast this chair is naturally not an ordinary material, this kind of steel is one of the materials for refining Danbao-level defensive magic weapons, it is very hard, like them, the monks in the foundation building period, even if they try their best, they can only leave a shallow white mark on it.

"Elder Huo, you are-" Jiang Feng looked at Huo Hongfei with blank eyes, he had just become the city lord, and before he could try the city lord's throne, he was turned into a pile of powder by Elder Huo with a wave of his sleeves.

"Well, it's nothing, good job, I'm leaving. Huo Hongfei patted Jiang Feng on the shoulder, didn't explain anything, and then walked quickly outside.

Liu Mang's sword flew extremely fast, especially in his current situation, Huo Hongfei rushed all the way, and it took a lot of effort to catch up from behind, Liu Mang smiled at him, "It's not a good thing to upgrade too fast, I can't control the power of the desolation in my body." ”

Speaking of which, Liu Mang has not been in the first layer of condensation for less than ten years now, and he has reached the early stage of the Yuan Infant in ten years, looking at the entire Vermilion Bird Star, there are very few people who can do this, so the problem is, when he was in the Dan period before, the sword yuan power in his body was quite peaceful, but since the trace of sword intent in his body devoured the sword shadow left by Nandou and let him advance to the Yuan Infant, the sword yuan power in his body began to become lively, and it was not very obvious when cultivating the Demon Sea, but gradually, it became more and more serious.

For this reason, Liu Mang guessed that there were two, one was the sword intent in his body that he couldn't control at all, and the other was that his own Dao Heart cultivation was not enough to match his powerful cultivation that he had rapidly improved.

"Maybe the six Ancestors have a solution to your problems. ”

Huo Hongfei comforted, Liu Mang's personality has indeed undergone some changes recently, when he was in Black Mist City, he could easily solve the problem, but he made it so complicated, making Zhou Jin and the others leave with hatred.

"Now that's all it can be. "Liu Mang's cultivation time is too short, and he can't compare with those old monsters who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years, so he doesn't know how to solve some cultivation problems at all.

At this time, in the main hall of the God of War Temple, there were four men and two women on two sides, and these six people were the six ancestors who were in charge of the five peaks of the God of War Temple.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think of this, or what should we do with him?" asked an old man with white hair and a yellow face, first on the left.

"Senior Brother Song, this person is also a monk in the infancy stage, if he really stays in our War God Temple, it may not be a bad thing for us, I think he should be left behind. The one who spoke was a woman wearing a sky blue palace dress and a very beautiful appearance, this person was Huo Hongfei's master Feng Luan's ancestor.

"I don't think it's appropriate, this person must have some ulterior motive in hiding his cultivation to infiltrate our God of War Temple, and it is definitely a scourge to keep him. A gray-haired old man sitting in the fourth place shook his head and said.

"Senior Brother Zhou Jin's words are wrong, I think it's better to see him first, ask him face to face, and then make a decision, if this person is really willing to become a member of the God of War Temple, it is not a bad thing. A middle-aged scribe sitting opposite Senior Brother Song spoke.

"Well, Senior Brother Yang is right. The remaining three, who had not spoken, nodded approvingly.