The old man who came to greet everyone was gloomy and reasonable.

The master of the divine realm who can go to the Demon Mountain and the Demon Holy Mountain is naturally the divine realm elder of the Demon Sect. This time, Hu Yan seized Yang Ying's position as the leader. If the glory of the Demon Sect is used as a stepping stone to achieve Hu Yan's invincible reputation, such a thing happened, how could this divine realm elder have a good face to Hu Yan?

This is why this elder of the Divine Realm has a very deep city. If it were a hot temper like Mr. Ji, I would probably like Hu Yan, the bald thief, without saying a word, he would have a magical weapon to eliminate evil.

If you are not as skilled as a human being, you shouldn't have the temperament of being unable to afford to lose. However, the talents of the Imperial Demon Sect have faded in recent years. The number of disciples they have received is the leader of the sects, but it is extremely difficult to pick out talented people among them. There are very few who can make a move. Looking at the millions of disciples, Yang Ying is the only one who can take the lead and win the lead.

Under such circumstances, many divine elders in this sect have high hopes for Yang Ying, hoping that he can be the leader of the Taoist sect for tens of thousands of years, shock the heroes of the sect, hold on to the power of the magic sect, and delay time, so that there will be more peerless geniuses in the sect, and take on the important task of promoting the sect's power, so that the sect's power will not fall and prosper forever.

Yang Ying was extremely successful. Before he achieved the invincible strength of the body, he had been firmly in the leader for tens of thousands of years. Now he has learned magical skills based on his body cultivation. The invincible reputation of this body is truly worthy of. Seeing that the position of the leader is safe and worry-free in the future, all the sects, from the Holy Ancestor to the outer disciples, were relieved and secretly gave him a breath. Who could have expected that when he thought it was foolproof, he suddenly had a change and suddenly killed Huyan, which not only seized Yang Ying's position as the leader, destroyed the Roewe of the Demon Sect, but also completely destroyed the long-term plan of the Demon Sect.

The sadness is greater than the death of the heart. Yang Ying was defeated that day. There were more than hundreds of thousands of disciples of the demon sect in the huge field. They were silent for a long time without saying a word. The rich and desolate atmosphere continued to dissipate. Finally, they all scattered in silence. The taste was really hard to describe.

On the top of the mountain around the Taoist Counter, or on the Holy Mountain of the Artifacts and Demons, in front of the hall, there were countless elders of the Divine Realm who held a banquet to watch the battle from afar. It was a leisurely time to enjoy the fun. When he saw Yang Ying's defeat, countless elders of the Divine Realm were shocked and then silent for a long time, crushing too many tea tools, wine glasses, and too many wine tables. The seats suddenly burst into pieces and turned into dust in the sky, as if the painstaking plan of the Artifacts and Demons were destroyed.

The one who brought all these disasters was the new true disciple of the Sword Demon Sect, the disgusting bald head!

I heard that the elders of the Divine Realm were sent to lead the top ten Taoists to meet the Holy Ancestors and receive rewards. When asked about the many elders, they all refused them in every way. No one wanted to take on this troublesome job, and naturally he would never see the bald head again, and he would not see the eyes of the bald ones.

After delaying for two days, he still had not found the Divine Realm elder who was willing to accept the order. This matter turned into a difficult problem. After the Holy Ancestor personally asked, he appointed the elder named Yu Zhan, which made Yu Zhan unable to refuse and had to come in anger.

The Holy Ancestor is naturally extraordinary, and this assignment makes sense. As he expected, although Yu Zhan was also angry, he was a little cunning and would not be extremely angry and lifeless all the way. However, he still led everyone to the top of Qishishi Holy Mountain and in front of the Temple Platform, and left without saying a word.

Hu Yan smiled and didn't care. He took the lead and ignored the cold gazes of the many guards outside the hall, and stepped into the threshold of the temple.

This temple is spacious and bright, and it has a sense of grandeur, ancient and long-lasting feeling, as if it has existed for thousands of years, but it is the vicissitudes that can only be settled by time, adding to the sacred and solemn momentum.

There was no big formation in the hall, and countless noble seats of gold and jade were neatly arranged on both sides. Looking around, I was afraid that there would be no less than a thousand seats, but there was no one at this time. Only at the end of this hall was a high-rise dragon chaise, which was wide and thick, exquisitely carved but not luxurious. An old man sat cross-legged on it, and he should be the ancestor of the demonic artifact.

When Hu Yan first saw such a saint, he didn't dare to look at it too much, for fear that the saint would be displeased, so he glanced at it in a hurry. But when he saw that the skeleton of the Demon Taoist ancestor was very wide, and if it was a tripod, it should be meter tall, and his eyes were half closed. Although there were fine lines on his face, it was rosy and shiny, and his long snow-white hair was tied into a simple Taoist bun. If it was solemn, it would not look like a person in the demon world, but it looked like a fairy-like Taoist bone. Ancient monks who practiced Zen at first glance looked a bit similar to the Buddhas worshipped in the temples in the human world.

What made Hu Yan pay special attention was that there was a cinnabar or blood mole on the forehead of this saint, which was round and shiny, and was as if a blood-colored bead was embedded, which was quite strange.

After a glance, Hu Yan immediately lowered his head. The fierce face was rare and he looked more conservative. He dared to step into the hall. He was still a hundred feet away from the dragon chaise where the Demon Taoist Ancestor sat on. He knelt on one knee, lowered his head and fist, and shouted respectfully with the other nine people.

"Meet the Holy Ancestor!"

The shouts were full of energy, echoing in the vast hall for a moment, but there was no movement afterwards. However, in this silence, the ten people kneeling on the ground suddenly couldn't stop trembling slightly. It was just that during this moment, their clothes were soaked in their sweat. When their faces were pale, they also showed panic and frightened, as if they had encountered such a horrible thing.

Huyan was also so embarrassed at this time, just because a vast aura suddenly burst out from the high platform in front of him, majestic and grand, powerful and uncast. Under this holy power, it seemed that all ten people had transformed into a drop of the ocean, soaked in heavy water, and the heavy pressure was as heavy as bound to move. They wandered in this vast aura, as humble as dust, and instantly they would be swallowed by the ruthless waves. Their lives were in danger, all in the thoughts of others, but there was no trace of resistance.

In addition, Hu Yan suddenly felt an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart, as if there was a divine eye in the dark, cold and high above, but he could see through the subtleties and investigate the changes. Not only was the body seen through, but even his thoughts suddenly turned, he would be seen clearly. The secret that he should have hidden seemed to be hidden under this divine eye that he could see nothing, and there was no secret at all.

This was too terrifying. Even though Hu Yan was extremely brave, he was sweating coldly at this time, and his heart was palpitations and frightened inexplicably, and he was inevitably frightened.

He didn't know how many secrets he had seen through the saint's supernatural powers and how many secrets he could still keep. With this thought, he suddenly became extremely uneasy and worried.

It seemed like a long torture, but in fact, this holy power and insight had receded like a tide, disappearing completely as if it had never appeared, leaving only ten people who were almost exhausted, especially Wang Heng, who was the weakest, almost couldn't stand up and collapsed to the ground.

"You and ten people are all elite heroes in the Tao and role models of the younger generations! This time, you need to be cautious about arrogance and impetuousness, and continue to encourage you! Receive rewards!"

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded sharply in the hall, like a sing of gold and iron, sharp and sharp, which was very different from the sound of the Saint Ancestor Hu Yan expected. Finally, he couldn't help but look up again, and suddenly he was stunned and stunned.

It turned out that at some point, there was a tall and thin figure on the side of the dragon chaise, wearing a tall crown and a brocade robe, with a white and thin face. He was standing up and holding his head up and singing solemnly. However, this man was also in the divine realm. He swung his long sleeves and threw out nine black shadows. He suddenly shot at the kneeling people like a hidden weapon. He suddenly moved and quietly. In the flash of lightning, these nine objects had already landed steadily at everyone's feet.

Except for Hu Yan, there were various sharp weapons in front of the other nine people, including boxing gloves, sharp stabs, spears, heavy axes, soft whips, daggers, swords or big swords. They were all corresponding weapons of the nine people, shining brightly on the ground, which was particularly attractive.

"This is the embryo of the magic weapon. You must take good care of it. You can nourish your bloodline every day, so that you can achieve a magic weapon that will last your life! You will become famous all over the world with you in the future!" Another sharp voice sang harshly.

"Thank you, Holy Ancestor for your kindness!"

After receiving the gift of the magic weapon, everyone was happy. After shouting and thanking each other, they picked up their magic weapons one after another, looked at them carefully, and caressed them gently, and loved them very much.

"Since you have received the gift, you can leave it yourself!"

"yes!"

After hearing the words of retreat, the nine people did not dare to disobey. They respectfully shouted Yingnuo, and then stood up and retreated. Looking at Hu Yan, who was still kneeling in the audience, couldn't help but show envious and jealous eyes.

The position of the leader is extraordinary, and even the reward is particularly precious. It is a one-palm divine blood pill. Eating it can help you understand the mystery of the divine realm. The calculation of the promotion to the divine realm will naturally increase. If you sell it on the black market, this one-palm divine realm blood pill is worth at least 100 kilograms of divine realm blood, but it is still a rare thing that has no market value.

What's more, when the leader of the leader gave the Blood Pill, the Saint Ancestor wanted to say some private words to the master of the Sword Demon Sect when he was rewarding the Blood Pill, which was expected by everyone.

When the nine people left the hall gate, the demon Taoist ancestor finally opened his thin lips lightly, and a heavy and indifferent sound came out.

"Matsuki, you can go down too!"

The tall and thin man standing on the slanted side of the dragon chaise was stunned when he heard this, and then bowed respectfully, and walked down the high platform silently with a sound of Reunion. When he reached Hu Yan's side, his sharp glance, his murderous intent suddenly disappeared, and the coldness made Hu Yan scream in fear.

Hu Yan was still in shock on this side. However, the man named Zhenyue had quietly left the hall and gently closed the door tightly. The demon Taoist ancestor on the dragon throne on the high platform suddenly opened his eyes at Hu Yan, staring at Hu Yan like a sharp light, and suddenly shouted sternly.

"Do you know that this Taoist is a rule passed down by the ancestors of human ancestors. The Taoist Taoist Dao has been taught by elders before, which is even more solemn. If you don't say it late, you dare to contradict the elders. It is unforgivable to be punished! As a true disciple of the Saber Demon Sect, you take the lead in causing trouble, and you are even more guilty! Do you know that your crime?"
Chapter completed!