When Jun Qingyue heard this, she glanced at the person on the ground without answering. She flashed and disappeared from the spot.
She already knew something.
Now, it's time to go back to find Jiang Ling.
...
The sound of drums and music sounded.
The grand ceremony was full, and all the forces had come here. Everyone looked at the high platform. There were two positions on the high platform. One was the main position of the Saint, and the other was where Jiang Ling was now.
location.
He sat on both sides of the main seat.
His face was cold and unfathomable, making people unable to look directly at it.
"Sir, when are you going to start the ceremony?"
Mo Qianshan's figure appeared and he asked carefully.
"When will she come and when will she start."
Jiang Ling's face was calm. She should have come out of the temple in the past two days and will soon be here. It is up to her to decide who the position of the Saint Lord will be passed on to.
After he said this, Mo Qianshan understood and did not ask more questions.
The major families and even people from major forces waiting below have begun to discuss at this moment.
In fact, many people now think that Jiang Ling is the Saint King, and they are still wondering why he doesn’t sit in the position where the Saint King should sit.
After all, in everyone's heart, the Saint Lord has long been dead.
Since you are dead, there is no need to continue acting, right?
"What is this Holy King going to do? Could it be that he really has to wait for that Holy Lord? But didn't she die long ago?"
"Yes, he died a thousand years ago, or he killed himself. Now so many years have passed. No one cares whether he usurped the throne or what? Why bother to do this again!"
Everyone doesn't understand.
They shook their heads helplessly.
I don't know how many swear words I cursed in my heart.
Everyone was restless and could not sit still, but Jiang Ling had no movement. Only Xilingzhu and Mo Qianshan were still calm and they were waiting quietly. It was originally supposed to be after this period of time.
Be at peace.
However, it just means that some people don’t believe in evil.
"Stop being funny."
The silence on the field was broken by a male voice:
"It's been so long, Lord Saint King has not announced the next candidate yet. Are you waiting for me? If you announce that I am the next Saint King now, you can't say that you can save you from unnecessary trouble."
Wang Yunlong's sneering sounded throughout the hall.
Everyone looked at him in unison.
They widened their eyes.
There was a little bit of disbelief in my eyes.
This is……
Is this seeking death?
Jiang Ling sat upright on it, his eyes still cold, there was no turbulence in his eyes, and he did not take the person in front of him seriously.
He ignored him.
Xilingzhu and Mo Qianshan, who were beside him, did not speak either.
Everyone's expressions remained cold.
"Why don't you talk? Do you know that your deadline is approaching, so you have given up struggling?" Wang Yunlong was angry. He pointed at the people above and was furious: "Don't think you can hide it from me. You are just a false one.
Waste! Over the years, you have only bluffed. If it weren't for the Xiling family, how long would you think you could last!"
After Wang Yunlong finished speaking, he said:
"Xilingzhu, you are still the head of the Xiling family. You have been willing to crawl by a waste with no strength for so many years. You have really failed the Holy Lord's expectations!"
Xilingzhu looked at him with a look of fools.
"If you have anything else, just say it quickly and don't disturb others here." Xilingzhu was a little impatient.
This person must be stupid.
Rebellion is so blatant.
Thousands of years ago, when the former Saint King was killed by Lord Jiang Ling, he shouldn't be there, right? Otherwise, how could he have the courage to say such things!
"Stop it! There is no place for you to speak here! I came here just to tell everyone that the Holy King is a waste and has not done anything for many years. He can only bluff. Now he holds this ceremony for better
Control us!”
Wang Yunlong's righteous words:
"So, I want to attack him! He killed the Saint Lord, and no one has rehabilitated the Saint Lord for many years. I, Wang Yunlong, cannot tolerate such things. Therefore, today, in front of so many people, I officially sent Jiang Ling,
challenge!"
challenge?
Everyone took their ears, did they hear that right?
Is anyone going to challenge Jiang Ling?
Everyone was silent.
When Mo Qianshan heard this, he couldn't help asking: "Thousands of years ago, when the hundreds of families gathered in the Holy Palace to meet Lord Jiang Ling, you shouldn't be there, right?"
Otherwise, how could you have the courage to say such things?
Back then, hundreds of families gathered in the Holy Palace, trying to threaten Jiang Ling. The leader was the old Saint King, but he was killed by Jiang Ling with one move. From then on, no one dared to act rashly again.
"Of course I'm not here. I was busy with other important matters at that time." Wang Yunlong listened, feeling something was wrong with this. He thought Mo Qianshan deliberately interrupted, and his face became even more ugly:
"Stop talking nonsense! I will definitely get rid of him today, don't try to stop me! Come on! Take him down!"
With Wang Yunlong's order, he gave the order.
Countless figures appeared and rushed into the hall, all attacking the men sitting on the main seat.
Jiang Ling didn't speak from beginning to end.
He just sat there, not having any intention of taking action.
The man looked calm and his eyes were extremely indifferent. Looking at the group of people rushing over, he slowly raised his eyes. With a bang, countless figures fell on the ground like dilapidated kites, all of which were smashed to pieces.
.
Then his head tilted.
No more resurrection.
He did not move throughout the whole process.
With just one look, he could drive the spiritual power around him to use for his use.
All threats, at this moment, seemed to him as a clown.
Wang Yunlong was shocked countless steps back.
He took a deep breath.
There was disbelief in his eyes.
this……
How is this possible...How could this person have such a powerful force!
"You! You deliberately lied to me!"
Wang Yunlong exclaimed in surprise.
"You have been hiding your strength all the time, just deliberately attracting me to take action! You are despicable and shameless!"
"Okay, OK."
Xilingzhu is impatient: "There are so many people present, you are the only idiot. Anyone with a normal mind will not dare to come here to provoke adults. What's more, you are still making the name of being a saint, and the world is stupid
The person is less than one ten thousandth of you."
The implication is that this person is really stupid.
"You...I, I...I am just trying to stand up for the dead Lord Saint, what's wrong with me!"
Wang Yunlong gritted his teeth.
"If you are wrong, I am not dead yet."
The cold female voice sounded leisurely, interrupting Wang Yunlong's words. The extremely familiar voice came. Everyone subconsciously searched for the direction of the sound. They saw that the woman was wearing a purple robe, with a beautiful face that was shocking, and her breath was cold all over her body.
He is condescending, like a god exiled immortal.
Outstanding and majesty.
Everyone present took a breath of air conditioning.