"Stand down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

There was no stern tone, so he spit out two words flatly, but it was like a magic spell that fixed Xuan Mingzi's body. Before Xuan Mingzi was fourteen years old, although Wuya would not beat him easily, once he wanted to fight, he would be deeply imprinted in Xuan Mingzi's mind. After the age of fourteen, Wuya never beat Xuan Mingzi again, he prefers to let Xuan Mingzi do it, suffer losses, and let him understand it himself. He will never give orders to his son, he will always give him only advice, and as for how to choose, he will leave it to his son.

Although Xuan Mingzi learned to be independent, the memories of his childhood affect a person the most, but the majesty left by his father in his mind is deeply imprinted and lingering. Even though he is so old today, his father's words are still like a holy decree.

"It's such a big deal and you don't know the big picture, it's really a waste. The old man of Xuan Ming Boundless glanced at Xuan Mingzi, such a good son who made Qingtian jealous, but he was said to be a waste.

Being reprimanded by his father made Xuan Mingzi quickly calm down, now is not the time for their father-son relationship. They people from the Western Regions, especially those in the Holy Religion, have devoted their lives to the Holy Religion, and everything can be discarded in front of the interests of the Holy Religion, including family affection.

"I, a member of the Xuanming Sect, is anyone willing to go to Huangquan with this sect?" Wuya's voice was always flat, without the slightest impassionedness or the slightest ripple. Even the sound was not loud, but it was clearly imprinted in everyone's ears.

"Born as a Xuanming, died as a ghost, we follow the sect leader Daoshan Fire Sea and die forever!" The same sentence, Xuan Ming Wuyan said and Xuan Mingzi said the answer was completely different, until this moment, Xuan Mingzi realized that this Xuan Ming Sect would always belong to his father, and his own control was only temporary.

This answer didn't make Boundless happy, because it was expected. He didn't turn to look at his son, he just called his nickname.

"Hades. ”

"Here!" Xuan Mingzi hurriedly responded.

"You have also seen that this Xuanming Sect was created by me single-handedly, and today I will take it away when my Holy Sect is in trouble, in fact, I didn't plan to leave you any property in the first place, including this Xuanming Sect, because I have left you the most precious treasure in this world, do you understand?"

"Understood!" "How smart Xuan Ming is, the wealth that his father says naturally refers to his own ability, as long as he has the ability, his father can create the Xuan Ming Sect, then he can do the same.

Wuya nodded in satisfaction, and then turned to look at Qingtian and the other sect masters.

"I have few people in the Xuanming Sect, only seven hundred, and I will leave the rest to you. Xuan Ming Wuya smiled coldly, not at all like a dying person.

But before the four sect leaders could speak, they only heard the voice of a rough mine come out.

"Blood Lotus, your martial arts are so high, if you and Qingtian are both dead, who will be in charge of my Holy Sect? Haotian Xiong Sect Leader Haotian stood up at this time.

Looking at this hot-blooded boy Haotian, the Blood Lotus did not pretend to twist and pinch at this time, after this catastrophe, the Holy Sect needed a leader with strength even more. The highest martial arts in the Holy Sect are naturally the older generation, and the highest martial arts among the older generation are him and Qingtian, and there is a Xuan Ming Boundless that everyone doesn't know much about. However, Wuya suffered from a stubborn illness in his early years, and his health has not been good, so not many people know that this sick seedling sect leader is actually very powerful.

Blood Lotus nodded and patted Haotian on the shoulder. This is the trust between their holy sects, and if they still say kind words, they will trample on Haotian's heart. Haotian nodded knowingly, his eyes were full of determination and firmness, only to hear his rough voice scattered.

"The brothers of the Heavenly God Sect and the Xuanshen God Sect are so heroic, can my brother Haotian have a bad seed?"

"Haotian is a good man!No fear of death when his head is broken and blood flows!No fear of death!" Compared with the blandness of the Xuanming Sect, the Haotian Xiong Sect was full of blood, and his impassioned voice resounded through the heavens and the earth!

The brothers are so powerful, Haotian laughed heartily.

"Hahahaha, okay! This is my Haotian good man! Qingtian, my only remaining four hundred Haotian brothers will also fight Huangquan with you, if you take us to a dead end again, don't blame the sect for turning around and being ruthless!"

Don't look at the Holy Religion on weekdays, everyone is not convinced, and there are often small intrigues with each other, but when it comes to a moment of crisis, everyone will stand up and actively face and solve the problem together, instead of blaming whose fault it is. Although this incident started because of Huang Ying, from the time Tian Yangsheng came here to the present, no one has blamed Huang Ying, because blaming a dead person will not solve any problems at all.

"That's natural, if the underworld is still sorry for you, then what face do I have to go to see the ancestors and ancestors? My brothers of the Holy Sect, Qingtian does not force any of you, today my Holy Sect is in great trouble, but who else is willing to go with me to the Holy Tribulation?"

There was not much time wasted in a whispered discussion, and several disciples took a step forward to express their positions. Seeing someone stand up gave others courage, and one after another, no matter what sect they came from, they all stood up to go to the holy martyrdom together.

There were less than 6,000 followers, and the number of Demon Sect members who finally stood up and were willing to die was as high as more than 5,000! This number far exceeded the 3,000 required for Heavenly Health Cultivation. So everyone screened each other to leave those who were good at kung fu or young and had potential, and in the midst of laughter, it seemed that this was not going to death, but a spring outing. Maybe for them, it's really a game, but it's a game that doesn't go back......

Soon, the person finally settled down.

"Remembering that you have not resisted foolishly, and that this day will give you the last shred of dignity, let yourselves be decided. The number of people was all right, and the Heavenly Physique's death order was directly issued without any hesitation, and this kind of righteous spirit of the Holy Sect did not touch the heart of this mysterious patriarch. But at this moment, Qingtian suddenly shouted to stop.

"Wait, Patriarch Tian, I heard that the Tian Clan merchants also have a way, and the auctioned items will never be returned, right?"

Tianyang looked down at Qingtian and admitted the matter.

"Not bad. ”

As an auction, credit is very important, if the organizer of the auction still participates in assassination and other ways to snatch it back, then who would dare to go to this auction house to buy something? Moreover, the wealthy Tian clan does not bother to do such a thing.

"Then I have an item that is obtained from the auction, I wonder if it can be transferred to other sect leaders in the sect?" Qingtian said and took out a wooden box, this item was sold by the Tian family, and Tian Yangsheng naturally recognized it, isn't it the finale of the golden body lotus platform?