When the strong men from the Lijianmen and Huang Shulang gathered together again, Huang Shulang felt that he was so refreshed at this time.?

The reason why he felt this way was entirely because of the words floating in the sky. Although those words had been floating for a long time, his heart was still as refreshing as when he saw those words just now.

"Greetings to Senior Brother!" After Lin Qifan walked out from behind, Huang Shulang and others quickly bowed to Lin Qifan.

Lin Qifan's expression at this time was much better than before. Although Zheng Ming was still blocking outside the mountain gate of the Lijianmen, I believe that this big man would soon have no face to stay there.

"You guys don't need to be too polite!" Lin Qifan swayed his sleeves gently, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

After everyone sat down, Huang Shulang was about to stand up and speak, but before he could get up, someone laughed and said, "Senior Brother, today is the sainthood of the new saint."

"Hahaha, I heard that even the people from Dalun Mountain have not entered the range of our Lijian Mountain. It seems that today, our new saint is really going to sing a one-man show."

The people from the Lijianmen were blocked in the mountain by Zheng Ming, and their resentment towards Zheng Ming could be said to have reached the point of soaring to the sky.

Hearing these teasing words, they burst into laughter. Even Lin Qifan, who was the sect leader, couldn't help but smile.

"Senior brother, our Lijian Sect must not let this saint sing a one-man show. I think we should send disciples to congratulate this saint, and it is best that we will congratulate this saint in front of the whole world."

Huang Shulang jumped out after he didn't speak at this time and might not have the chance to lie.

Lin Qifan frowned. As the head of a sect, he was more concerned about the interests of the entire sect.

Although Huang Shulang's meaning was extremely relieved, if he really did this, he would never stop.

"Junior brother, I'd better ask Master for advice before talking about your idea!"

Lin Qifan's refusal made Huang Shulang very uncomfortable. He was a senior brother who was good at everything, but he was a little bit worse in decisive decisions. If there was anything else to hesitate about like this, just do it directly.

Just as Huang Shulang was complaining in his heart, a boy flew in. The boy did not kneel down this time, but held a jade talisman in his hand and said, "My uncles, masters and masters' talismans."

Lin Qifan and others stood up quickly and respectfully bowed to the talisman, and then they activated the talisman.

"Use my Lijian Sect's greatest sincerity to congratulate the saint Yiming on the saint's saint!" Master Lijian echoed in the hall with a cold voice.

Huang Shulang was overjoyed. He knew that he and his master had thought of going together. Thinking of his master who had always liked to solve problems with swords, he actually took such a gamble. It shows how powerful his resentment towards Zheng Ming is.

"Disciple, please obey the order!" Although Lin Qifan felt something was wrong in his heart, this was something that Master Lijian ordered and could not be changed by him.

With Lin Qifan's order, countless disciples of the Sword Sect began to act at this moment, and tens of thousands of disciples of the Sword Sect began to communicate the power of the great way of heaven and earth, thereby changing the celestial phenomena.

"Uncle Master, please lend your spiritual sword box!" A man with a kind face said respectfully to Huang Shulang.

The Spirit Sword Box is a spiritual treasure in Huang Shulang's hand. It stores three thousand sword magic patterns. As long as it is activated, it can be activated in just one moment.

This treasure Huang Shulang is not very useful, but because the value of this thing is not low, Huang Shulang has been kept in his own hands.

When Huang Shulang heard this disciple borrowing the Spirit Sword Box, he frowned. After all, this person was not his disciple.

"Disciples and others want to use sword light to form the sky. Although they have been generally successful, they are not gorgeous enough and it is difficult to show the grandeur of my sword sect!" the honest man explained with a smile.

A smile flashed in Huang Shulang's eyes. He patted the disciple with his hand and said, "Very good, do it with your heart. As long as the sky curtain you created this time can satisfy me, I will give you that spiritual sword box."

A hint of excitement flashed in the eyes of the Duanhou disciple. He had dreamed of Huang Shulang's spiritual sword box many times, but this uncle Huang was too stingy, and he had no hope of getting the spiritual sword box.

Now I have been tying my teeth and borrowing it to complete the sect’s tasks, but I didn’t expect that Uncle Huang would be so generous.

Those who say that Mr. Huang is stingy must be jealous of Mr. Huang's character. Otherwise, how could he say Mr. Huang like this?

"Please rest assured Uncle Huang, I will definitely not let you down, Mr. Master."

As one of the nine paths, the Lijianmen has powerful action power, which is just one hour of hard work. A large colorful light curtain appeared in the void.

The light curtain is like a dazzling rainbow, hanging high above the sky. In this light curtain, a line of big words full of sword intent appeared.

"All the disciples of the Lijian Sect, congratulations to Master Yiming for becoming a saint!" Every stroke of each word is composed of hundreds of sword lights, and various sword lights are straightforward for a moment.

The swordsman's hand and the talisman of Xiwu Changsheng Tiangeng Haoya Saint shine brightly between heaven and earth. Although the two of them seem to be contradictory, almost all the high-level warriors understand what is going on.

Just as everyone was talking, countless disciples of the Lijian Sect were wearing colorful clothes and drove out in groups of flying swords. While they were traveling, orchestral instruments resounded through the sky. Of course, the most unforgettable thing was the loud shouts of many people.

"Congratulations to Master Yiming for becoming a saint!"

"Congratulations to Lijianmen, Master Yiming becomes a saint."

The great momentum of the Lijianmen Sect is naturally unconcealable to the people in Dalun Mountain. Chen Dongming and others looked at the vast scene in the sky, and their faces were a little blue.

Although they had already learned from Yan Zidian that Zheng Ming had a solution, and this solution was to solve the three major problems of Henggu.

But after Zheng Ming made this news, no news came.

This made them really worried about Zheng Ming. But the scene in Lijianmen made them even more angry.

What is the Lijianmen doing? They are trying to humiliate Zheng Ming and embarrass Zheng Ming’s sainthood.

The Lijian Sect touched so many disciples, but none of them arrived in Dalun Mountain. Thinking about this kind of thing, Chen Dongming and others' faces were a little blue.

"Where did Junior Brother Liu and the others get there?" Chen Dongming asked Ruan Xiangyu beside him.

"Before entering the Ten Thousand Blade God Destroy Formation, Senior Brother Liu said that they could not break through the Ten Thousand Blade God Destroy Formation. If they had to enter the formation, they would likely be buried in it." Ruan Xiangyu clenched his fists tightly and said helplessly.

Chen Dongming sighed. Although he was still in charge of the Qiankun Whip, he could not break the other person's Ten Thousand Blades Destroying God Array just by relying on the Qiankun Whip.

What's more, once the Qiankun Whip is activated, Xiwu Changshengtian will still be like this?

"I hope there will be good news on my junior brother." Chen Dongming's eyes were helpless and even more anticipated.

Compared with Chen Dongming's lack of confidence, Ruan Xiangyu was much more confident. He smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you don't have to worry too much. When will the younger brother disappoint us? I think he will definitely solve this problem."

Chen Dongming smiled and said, "I hope so."

Speaking of this, two jade talismans flew into the void. The moment he took the jade talisman, Chen Dongming's face became even more serious.

Ruan Xiangyu had already judged the origin of the jade talisman from the colors of these two jade talismans. Although she saw a bad warning on Chen Dongming's face, she still couldn't help asking: "How?"

"The two fellow Taoists from Dongwu Liulitian and Nanwu Nirvanatian both say that the ancestor is in seclusion and has no time!" Chen Dongming's voice was dry.

Although Zheng Ming said that he could solve this matter himself, Chen Dongming still contacted Dongwu Liulitian and Nanwu Nirvanatian.

In the past, when Dalun Mountain was a master of the Three Fass, it was very close to these two days. Many times, when Dalun Mountain encountered difficulties, it would also provide support in the past two days. Of course, Chen Dongming and Ruan Xiangyu also knew what was behind this support.

Now, after I made my request in the past two days, the two sub-saints were in seclusion at the same time. The reasons can be guessed.

"Young junior brother can solve the problem by himself. We can do it without asking them to do it in two days!" As Ruan Xiangyu spoke, he saw the vast disciples of the Lijian Sect in the endless sky, and were about to leave the mountain gate of the Lijian Sect.

Looking up at the sky, it turned out to be such a thing, which made Ruan Xiangyu very dislike.

Namo Nirvana Heaven, and the Holy Yantiya sat cross-legged. He did not go into seclusion, but looked at the void. Although there were countless formations in his seclusion, as long as he was willing, there were too few people in the entire Guiyuan World that could stop him from gaze.

"If you become a saint, you should follow the rules. The person who is the one who will be the one who will teach him a lesson. It's very good!" Saint Iontiya said as if he was talking to himself.

But just as he was talking, a golden scroll of paper suddenly flew out from the endless void.

This paper scroll seems ordinary, but between the whereabouts, all the blocked magic circles of Yantiya Saint have failed. No matter where the paper scroll goes, it seems to be able to integrate with the surrounding world.

Seeing this paper roll, Holy Holy Tyrant's heart trembled for a moment. He quickly stood up, and then respectfully took the paper roll into his hand.

When he saw clearly the content on the scroll, the eyes of Imtya Saint were shocked, but also shocked!
Chapter completed!