Xiling.

The main hall of the towering divine palace.

A portal stood in the hall. At this moment, violent space fluctuations came out, and the portal opened with a bang. Ji Xiangtian walked out like water, his eyes were gloomy and his thoughts were turning at an astonishing speed.

Duoermo believed that he was cautious, but he had not known that he had already noticed what he had done over the years. The reason for tolerating it was that first of all, he did not do anything out of order and had no reason to take action. Secondly, the Lord of the Godhead was also waiting for an opportunity to use Duoermo to make himself go further.

Finally, this time, Duoermo couldn't help but take action. Things went very smoothly. Except for him who could actually control the forbidden magic techniques such as the divine subduction technique, everything was under control.

But the Lord God did not expect that a small bug that had never considered the plan would emerge and take away the power that should have belonged to him.

Is this a warning from Taoist Lord to him?

As soon as he thought of this, Ji Xiangtian's face became increasingly ugly. If the Taoist Lord had not died, it would be easy to take away the power of Xiling. He is a throne with a very respectful status, but in the final analysis, it is just that the spokesperson of the Taoist Lord who is in the world must find out as soon as possible. The identity of this sudden new sage son may help him figure out the current situation.

At this moment, the face of the Lord God's Holy Hon changed slightly, and the portal that dissipated in the hall suddenly condensed again. It was larger and more refined, with a surface covered with fine patterns, intertwined with each other, emitting a sense of dignity and majesty.

A black robe figure walked out of it.

"It's you!" Ji Xiangtian shouted softly, his eyes fixed on him, revealing a strong aura of oppression.

Qin Yu didn't expect that the ancient clan consciousness would teleport him to Xiling, and his mind moved slightly, saying, "Your Majesty, you seem to have some misunderstandings about me."

Ji Xiangtian had no expression on his face, "A man who has no knowledge of his origin has turned into a saint of the Divine Church. What do you think I should do?"

Qin Yu said lightly: "Your Excellency of the God's throne, the will of the Taoist Lord does not need to be explained to anyone. I hope you can remember it."

Ji Xiangtian's expression was slightly stagnant and he slowly said, "What the Holy Son said is right. I will naturally obey the will of the Taoist Lord, but I really want to know, your true identity, your Son."

How could such a person be found in the Mist Hidden Sect? There must be secrets hidden under the black robe.

As a god, since he became the Holy Son of the Divine Church, he is naturally qualified to ask questions.

Qin Yu shook his head, "My identity involves the layout of the Supreme Taoist Lord, and I cannot be informed yet."

After a brief pause, he continued: "Your Majesty God, don't worry. Although I have become a sage son, I will not stay in Xiling, nor will I try to seize your authority. Majesty God is the spokesperson for the Taoist Lord to move in the world, and I just adhere to the Taoist Lord's will to complete a certain task he ordered. When the task is completed, I will leave."

Qin Yu had no interest in controlling the Xiling Divine Sect, and even instinctively, he did not want to have too much connection with Xiling, so although his tone was calm, he could clearly feel his earnestness.

Ji Xiangtian's eyes were deep, "Should I believe in the Holy Son?"

Qin Yu said: "Time will tell everything."

Ji Xiangtian nodded, "Okay, I'll be here to wish the Holy Son to complete the Taoist mission as soon as possible. If you need Xiling's efforts during this period, the Holy Son can speak as much as possible." The words turned, "However, the Holy Son's identity is kept secret from the outside. How can the monks of the Divine Cult to identify your identity?"

Qin Yu was slightly stunned. Could it be that the Xiling God's Captain could not feel the holy light in his body? Carefully swept through his body, the combined power of the holy light was wrapped by his qi and blood power, like quiet water under the ice layer.

As soon as his mind moved, Qin Yu raised his hand and held his five fingers in a virtual grasp, a holy light suddenly appeared, "If necessary, I will indicate my identity. In addition, regarding my current identity, please keep it a secret for me, and maybe just hide it temporarily, and I will become a new holy son."

Ji Xiangtian smiled, "Okay."

Duoermo died, and the holy light merged into a strange monk without choosing him... He hoped that this matter would never be known.

Qin Yu bowed, "Please help me open a portal to enter Dragon City. I have not mastered this ability yet."

Ji Xiangtian nodded, "Yes." He waved his sleeves, and a door emerged in the fluctuations of space, "Social Son, please."

Qin Yu turned around and stepped into it.

He was not worried that Ji Xiangtian would attack him, at least he would not dare to figure out his true and true origin.

The reason is very simple. He is the new sage son chosen by "Daojun"!

As Qin Yu stepped in, the teleportation array trembled slightly and disappeared. The face of the Xiling Divine Captain, with a calm expression, suddenly turned ashen.

Just now, the aura of holy light released by Qin Yu was not inferior to him at all.

This is a mistake that is not allowed in the strict hierarchy system, or to put it bluntly, Qin Yu has already been qualified to replace him and become a new throne of gods!

call

After a long time, the throne exhaled, just as Qin Yu thought, he dared not do anything now.

Let's wait and see. If this new saint son is indeed as he said, just to complete the Taoist lord's mission, Xiling will do his best to help him achieve his goal as soon as possible.

Otherwise... the Ji family, who has been in charge of the Divine Cult for hundreds of thousands of years, is not without any resistance.

Back then, they were able to betray the old master and send him into the abyss that would never be restored. So why can't the same thing be done again?

Ji Xiangtian's eyes flashed with a faint light. Of course, this was just a forced decision. I hope I won't get to this point!

...

Dragon City, the garrison of the Wu Hidden Sect.

Hu Fu has returned and brought news of Qin Yu's accident. Although he did not explicitly say that he was dead, the meaning inside and outside was clear.

The people of the Mizuki Sect, who had hope and were looking forward to it, seemed to be a wake-up call, and after a brief shock, they all fell into panic.

The gentleman is dead, and there is no hope of treatment for the Dark Star Ice Gate. Although the final of the Colosseum has not started, the Mizuki Sect has failed and is destined to be the leader. Once it fails, the Mizuki Sect will inevitably pay the price for its previous glory.

Everyone was full of bitterness.

Khufu ordered the messenger to rush back to Wuyin Sect without stopping to make a series of response arrangements.

In the eyes of the elders, the sect leader's response seemed to be too intense, as if he was fighting against the great disaster of life and death.

But at this time, I didn’t stop it. It would be good to make more preparations.

As for Yundie, with the death of his husband, the halo around his beautiful disciple dissipated. In a panic, no one had any extra thoughts to care about her.

Walking out of the hall, I looked up at the blue sky and white clouds. Although the sky was clear, it was dim in Yundie's eyes.

The whole world is lost to her.

The teacher died, he died.

Although I can't believe it, Master Hufu would never, and he would joke about this matter.

How could you die if you are so powerful?

Yundie was silent for a long time, and her expression showed firmness. Teacher, disciples will not let you be alone.

On the road to the underworld, I will be with you!

Yundie turned around and walked towards her room. The sadness on her face gradually turned into calm as she fell step by step.

The teacher died, the Mizuki Sect was doomed to fail, and the bet with the secret forces had already been lost, but she would never allow it. The Huntian Baojian, which was covered with thousands of blood from the winner, fell into the hands of the other party!

Swish

A shadow suddenly flew out from the corner and stood in front of Yun Die. This was a man with an extremely ordinary appearance and could not be found in the blink of an eye. He looked about thirty years old. At this moment, his face was expressionless and his eyes were indifferent.

Yun Die's heart thumped and she suppressed her panic: "Get back, I want to be quiet!"

The middle-aged man with a public face shook his head, "Miss Yundie, your teacher is dead, the bet is over."

Yun Die's pupils contracted, and the other party dared to directly reveal his identity. He was obviously absolutely sure that he could take her down directly.

Without any hesitation, she opened her mouth and called for help.

The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed it out, and the invisible air in the space was instantly drained.

His indifferent voice came into his ears, "According to the bet, Miss Yundie, please leave with me. Please don't try to resist, otherwise I can only apologize."

The air was drained and the whole body seemed to be frozen. The powerful oppressive force made it difficult for Yundie to move at all.

Despair was revealed in her eyes. It turned out that she couldn't even commit suicide?

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the dead space, and a portal appeared, and Qin Yu walked out.

At first glance, he saw Yundie, and then felt the powerful amount of pressure suppression in the air, and his brows frowned.

Raise your hand and punch it!

boom

The imprisoned space was shattered in an instant, and the face of an ordinary middle-aged man changed drastically. He obviously recognized Qin Yu.

Damn it, is it a fraud? But there is nothing wrong with those who are the people in the Wuyin Sect who are losing their parents!

He didn't have time to think about what was going on. He took a deep breath and raised his hands, and the rich black light burst out from his palms.

The next moment, with a dull "dong", the person's eyes widened instantly, his palms and his arms crackled, and his whole person was knocked out.

"Teacher!" Yun Die exclaimed, and tears flowed out.

Qin Yu nodded and said, "I'll send him away first."

The middle-aged man rolled and bumped into the ground, plowing a long ravine, his face was extremely pale, and his heart cursed the person who collected information in the parliament.

Go ahead - Damn's strength is average, this fucking punch almost killed the labor and capital. It is definitely a master of the Great Dao Realm.

No, you have to run away quickly, otherwise the pills will be!

With a rolling and removing the power that was bombarded into the body, the middle-aged man's body instantly became empty, like a shadow that was about to disappear.

"snort!"

A cold snorted, like a thunder. The middle-aged man blew his blood in his seven orifices. He felt like he was being hit hard on his head by a mountain. He could not turn any thoughts except "buzzing".

The next moment, he felt his neck tight and he had been caught in his hand. The iron-cast five fingers made the middle-aged man feel no doubt. He just needed to use light force to crush him to death.

"Sir, please spare me! The villain just mistakenly thought you were dead, so he took action according to the bet. He would never be offensive!"
To be continued...