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The rolling sounds rippled, and even the air was shaken and turbulent, with a stunning momentum.

The two people in the middle walked calmly, without a trace of expression on their faces, obviously they were used to it.

The two of them wore the same black robe, with golden dragon patterns embroidered on the hem and sleeve corners. They knew that they were noble at first glance.

The leader was old and his eyes were vicissitudes. He walked steadily. His long beards were hanging down with his steps. He swung slightly with his steps, and his every move was majestic and his demeanor was born. This person was the current leader of the Rakshasa Sect.

The momentum of the peak of the Heavenly Level made people feel heavy. Thousands of people present, but no one dared to make a sound.

A young man who was about 10 years old and followed him, and seemed not affected by him. His posture was freehand and natural, with a hint of dashing and unruly style while walking.

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, concealing the splendor in his eyes, and the corners of his thin lips were filled with a smile, exuding a charm. The aura of the king of the heavenly rank spread out from him. Under the suppression of the aura of the peak of the heavenly rank, his power was not revealed, but it was not underestimated.

The leader of the Rakshasa Sect walked to the front of the hall and suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, raised his hands, and focused his marks on his chest. The white fingertips were filled with black light, drawing out mysterious traces. Just a glance, his consciousness became blurred, as if he was about to be swallowed by the seal.

After a few breaths, the leader of the Rakshasa Sect completed his hand seal, waved his right hand forward, and turned around with the trend.

Behind him, the black fog in front of the hall gradually dissipated. Three ancient seal characters "Rakshasa Hall" were exposed directly above, exuding a strong sense of hostility and evil spirit.

In the hall, a huge Rakshasa statue three feet away appeared. Its whole body was dark like iron cast, with long red hair dispersed, her eyes emitted a faint green light, her face showed two fangs, and her face was ferocious, as if she wanted to choose someone and devour it.

In front of the Rakshasa statue, a wisp of smoke slowly rose on the incense table, and was extremely small and almost ignored by the huge Rakshasa statue.

There are four dragon prisoners standing at four corners of the hall. Inscriptions are everywhere on the dark blue pillars, each with a black dragon soul imprisoned in it, struggling and roaring. It is the dragon soul that the Rakshasa Sect took thousands of years to collect, and it is in conjunction with the runes on the dragon prisoner pillar. It has the ability of dragon manifestation.

These four prisoner dragon pillars form a combined attack formation, and even if a half-step holy master attacks, it will be difficult to get it.

Outside the Dragon Prisoner, the Netherworld Qi is filled with, and the thick darkness cannot be dissolved and cannot be seen through.

The roars of dragons came into their minds. Thousands of Rakshasa disciples who were shocked the sea of ​​consciousness and knelt on one knee suddenly showed a look of fanaticism in their eyes. On one side of their body, they knelt on the ground, and bowed their heads in an orderly manner and bowed: "Rakshasa shows its power, and will never fall forever!" These waves spread. The momentum was several times stronger than the previous time.

The Rakshasa Sect Master in front of the palace was calm, but his eyes showed satisfaction. He spoke to everyone: "I have been the Rakshasa Sect Master for more than 40 years. I have worked diligently and I have only protected the Rakshasa Sect Master, but I have not made any breakthrough progress. Now I have a disciple Luo Yunsheng, who is extremely talented and extremely intelligent. I can be a model in the sect. I decided to pass on the position of the sect master to Luo Yunsheng today." As he said that, he turned his body, faced the Rakshasa statue, bent down and bowed deeply, "Please testify by the ancestors in the sect."

The young man behind him, Luo Yunsheng, who was in his mouth, took a step forward and put away the smile on his face. He stroked his right hand and knelt on the ground like one knee: "Disciple Luo Yunsheng, pay homage to all ancestors."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene suddenly became silent, and even the sound of breath seemed to disappear. Whether Luo Yunsheng could successfully take over as the leader of the Rakshasa Sect depends on this moment.

At this moment, two black beams of light suddenly shot out from Rakshasa and shone on the two of them.

The black light column on Luo Yunsheng's body did not stay for long, and silently merged into his body. A ball of black black light flew out from the old sect leader, flew in front of Luo Yunsheng, slowly merged into his body, and turned into a black mark on his forehead, exuding a strange aura. This black mark was the symbol of the sect leader.

"Interestingly, this Rakshasa is actually hiding in the secret realm of space, so it's easy for me to find it."

In the void beside him, Chen Hao stood with his hands behind his back, the bronze mask on his face was ferocious, and a scarlet flashed in his eyes behind the mask.

A faint demonic aura rippled around his body, and the strong wind blew up his clothes. The people below, including the former sect leader at the peak of the Heavenly Level, did not find any trace of him.

After absorbing the demon soul of the demon saint, Chen Hao could barely use some of the primary methods of the holy emperor, such as the demonic energy that now covers his body is the prototype of the domain.

Next to him, Qingyan's eyes showed a strong awe, and he knelt on one knee and recommended himself: "The Holy Lord is wise. Please allow his subordinates to go and conquer Rakshasa."

"Ha~" Chen Hao chuckled and slowly shook his head: "Don't worry, wait a little longer."

"Yes." Qingyan buried her head deeply, without any refutation, and retreated.

The new sect leader ascended the throne, and the old sect leader voluntarily stepped down and became the Supreme Elder. At this time, the newly promoted sect elder showed a slightly tired look on his face, but his expression was extremely happy.

He took a step back, stood aside, gave way out of the position of the sect leader, stroked his right hand with his chest and bent down to Luo Yunsheng to salute: "Congratulations to the sect leader."

Luo Yunsheng stood up after hearing this, took a step, stopped at the position where the front door master had just taken him, turned around, raised his hands flatly beside him, and the black embroidered gold sleeves swiped past, leaving a blurred trace of black and gold in the air.

He looked serious and with a bit of pride and pride that was hard to hide, facing His Highness's disciple of Rakshasa Sect solemnly promised: "I, Luo Yunsheng, take over as the leader of Rakshasa Sect from today! I promise this again that I will protect my Rakshasa Sect's reputation and create new glory!"

A trace of majesty that belongs to the sect leader gradually emerged on his body.

Thousands of Rakshasa disciples looked furious, and faced Luo Yunsheng and crawled again: "Congratulations to the sect master, the sect master Qianqiu, bless me Rakshasa!" I don't know if it was infected by the atmosphere or if it was like this, but none of the thousands of people showed dissatisfaction on their faces.

The new Supreme Elder was still bent over, with a hint of urgency on his face, and he reminded Luo Yunsheng with urging words: "Please go to the dark pool to receive baptism."

"Okay!" Luo Yunsheng had just enjoyed the honor of the sect leader. Although he was reluctant to leave, he did not hesitate at all. At this moment, he had been looking forward to it for a long time. He put down his hands, turned around without hesitation, faced the image of Rakshasa, and his toes were slightly a little, and he threw himself into the black light column like a big black bird, moving away instantly.

"Let's go!" Chen Hao stretched out his right hand, grabbed the green-eyed shoulder, and the toes of his feet, and the black demonic energy around him swung and closed, and his body turned into a slight black light, which followed and disappeared into the black light column, and disappeared in a flash.

Many Rakshasa disciples did not react at all, and even the Supreme Elder did not realize anything. They still knelt in the direction of the Rakshasa statue, shouting tsunami in their mouths: "Greatly send me the master!"

The sounds were heard for miles, and it was endless.

The so-called Rakshasa Temple is actually the entrance to a small space secret realm.

Deep in the secret realm of the space, an altar stands in the center, with countless black inscriptions carved on it, and blood and evil spirits condensed on the inscriptions, full of strong malice, which makes people feel restless. In the center of the altar is a square pool, with half a pool of unknown translucent liquid in the pool, with black breath and red blood qi passing through it.

Outside the altar, the black breath lingered like smoke, as if he was in the Demon Realm. After a slight break, he could no longer see clearly.

Around the altar, you can vaguely see more than a dozen figures sitting cross-legged, all wearing black embroidered gold silk robes, probably the previous leader of the Rakshasa Sect.

Luo Yunsheng walked through the black light column and appeared above the altar. This was the scene he saw.

The liquid rolled in the pool below, his eyes were filled with joy, and the curve of the corners of his mouth became wider unconsciously.

Isn’t it just this dark pool to become the leader of the Rakshasa sect in every way?

When every Rakshasa sect leader takes over, he has a chance to come to the Mingchi Pool to receive baptism, gain strength improvement, and save countless years of hard work. If you are lucky, you may even be promoted to the peak of the heavenly level. For example, the previous Rakshasa sect leader is such a lucky person.

When he landed on the altar, he adjusted his clothes and looked straight, bowed to the figures around him, expressing his respect: "Ancestors, Luo Yunsheng has disturbed him."

The figures around him remained motionless and had no reaction, as if they had not heard him.

Luo Yunsheng didn't mind either, so he turned around and couldn't wait to jump into the pool, immersing his body in it.

The unstable black and bloody energy suddenly stopped, like a cat smelling the fishy smell, swarmed towards Luo Yunsheng's body, rushing into his body.

Luo Yunsheng lay on his back in the pool, feeling the blood and flesh of his body gradually improving. The mysterious energy in his body was also being purified and tempered little by little, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

The Mingchi is indeed well-known. It not only improves its strength, but also helps eliminate the hidden dangers left by previous years of cultivation and makes its foundation stronger. When he comes out of the Mingchi, his strength will be at least at the highest level in the heavenly level. By then, he will be the real laughing hero!

At this moment, a figure next to the altar suddenly changed, and wisps of black air quickly emerged from above, and a rolling black cloud condensed above. The black cloud gradually lengthened, and hands and feet appeared, and a pair of green eyes were opened at the position of the head.

The human-shaped black cloud appeared above the pool in a flash. It was so fast that the naked eye could not capture it. A afterimage left on the spot, which slowly dissipated with time.

Looking at Luo Yunsheng in the pool, the figure was overjoyed and raised his head and laughed: "Haha~ I, the Rakshasa Demon King, finally waited for a suitable body again! Now there is hope for the impact on the holy level!"

He reached out and snatched it down. A black translucent figure on Luo Yunsheng's head was pulled out of his body. It was Luo Yunsheng's soul.
Chapter completed!