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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters canonization

Chapter 826: Enthronement

If it was said that accusing Liu Peng of killing Mingzhi was a major blow to the people of the Blood-Crafting Sect, then Ye Lingtian's words at this time would be like a bolt from the blue, hitting the hearts of the Blood-Crafting Sect.

At the beginning, Yi Chu won the position of deputy leader of the Blood-Crafting Sect for Qingfeng, which was equivalent to letting Qingfeng and Ye Lingtian compete. Although he was practicing in seclusion, he showed the power to stand with Kurama Duo. But now, Kurama Duo and Ye Lingtian dared to ignore Yi Chu and Ye Lingtian and established two deputy directors in the Dalun Temple at the same time.

With the increase of these two deputy hosts, Qingfeng can no longer restrain Ye Lingtian's existence, and the Blood-Crafting Sect has become an ordinary existence in the power of the Dalun Temple. This is like a blow to remove firewood from the bottom of a pot.

Elder Chuan Gong and others standing behind Qingfeng also changed their expressions, and a wave of anger appeared on their faces.

"Ye Lingtian, you are adding the deputy host, has my sect leader agreed before?" The guardian elder glared at Ye Lingtian and shouted loudly.

"Sect Master, what sect master? Oh, I remembered it. Are you talking about the Blood Ming Ancestor?" Ye Lingtian smiled coldly without regard and said sarcastically: "Sect Master Xue Ming is just a disciple of my Dalun Temple. There is no room for him to speak for the title of Deputy Sect Master. The Old Buddha's will has been issued. Deputy Director Qingfeng, may you not obey the order of the Old Buddha?"

Disobeying the order, the four words were full of gloom. Qingfeng looked at Ye Lingtian, who was ready to find someone at any time, and was shivering all over her body. An instinctive sense of crisis rose from her heart.

With his current strength, he was already quite different from Ye Lingtian. Yi Chu didn't know where to go in seclusion. If he and others had conflicts with Ye Lingtian, the disciples of the Blood-Crafting Sect would most likely die without a burial place.

Looking at the guardian elder who was about to speak, Qingfeng suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Ye Lingtian, since this matter was decided by Lao Fo, I, Qingfeng, have nothing to say. But when the ancestor comes back, it depends on how you explain it to him."

"As long as he explains, is it worthy of me?" Ye Lingtian was suppressed by Yi Chu for many years, and naturally hated Yi Chu. At this time, he had already overcome the thunder tribulation and his magic power increased greatly, so he didn't take Yi Chu seriously at all.

"Since the host said that, I have nothing to say." Qingfeng's face was as cold as ice, and she said lightly.

Ye Lingtian looked at Qing Feng with a cold expression and couldn't help but feel disappointed. Originally, he hoped that when the matter was announced, he would arouse the anger of the Blood Transformation Sect, and then take advantage of the situation to strangle the Blood Transformation Sect in one fell swoop. As for the Blood Underworld Ancestor, although his magic power is strong, it is not easy to break through the soul.

Before passing the tribulation, Ye Lingtian knew that passing the tribulation was not an easy task. This time, he was able to pass the tribulation safely, relying on the support of Kurata. After passing the thunder tribulation, Ye Lingtian's fear of the thunder tribulation increased a little. He knew that with his cultivation level, there would be only one-tenth of hope at most to survive the tribulation.

The deeper the accumulation, the heavier the thunder tribulation. Before the Blood-Cultivation Ancestor had passed the tribulation, he had the power of the soul level. It is conceivable that the thunder tribulation is powerful. In Ye Lingtian's estimate, Yi Chu's possibility of thunder tribulation is probably smaller than himself.

Besides, behind Ye Lingtian, there is Kura Duo. No matter whether Yi Chu can survive the thunder tribulation or not, it will be a dead end.

However, the plots in his heart fell into vain under Qingfeng's response. He gently suppressed the disappointment in his heart. Ye Lingtian laughed and said, "Qingfeng, there are two deputy hosts who will share your worries in the future, so you can also rest more."

"Come here, take Liu Peng and the others down. Tomorrow at noon, I will kill these two people who are harming their fellow disciples to serve as a warning to others."

Dozens of monks with green robe who had been arranged long ago rushed out of the world at the moment Ye Lingtian ordered them to land, grabbed Liu Peng and the others who were bound, and walked out with great strides beyond the Blood Transformation Sect.

Liu Peng also understood the key points at this time. Although he was pulled, he didn't hum, but there was a hint of sword intent in his eyes. However, Hua Youzi shouted loudly that he was doing things and doing things.

The guardian elders and other disciples of the Blood Transformation Sect clenched their fists one by one, and they wanted to rush forward immediately to rescue the two of them, but they knew in their hearts that it was not the time for them to act rashly.

The Lord of the Earth Demon Palace and the Lord of the Demon Sword were walking at the end. When they walked out of the courtyard, they also showed a gloating smile on their faces.

Because of Yi Chu's existence, the Blood-Crafting Sect has been above the two sects for many years. At this time, there was a problem with the Blood-Crafting Sect, which is naturally a very pleasant thing for the two sects.

"The people from the Blood Transformation Sect used to be very awesome. Now, look at them, what do they look like?"

"Hmph, do they think the Blood-Crafting Sect is the past? With the support of the old Buddha, I am the owner of this Dalun Temple. Look, this Blood-Crafting Sect is the grasshopper in the autumn, and it will not be able to jump for many days!"

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It was like a gust of wind blew in this lively courtyard. In the floating gossip, the noise gradually calmed down. However, the establishment of the two deputy directors and Liu Peng's arrest were like a huge rock, pressing heavily on everyone's hearts.

"Bastard!" Elder Chuan Gong's palm hit a rock hard, and the rock instantly turned into pieces of dust.

Both of them looked at Elder Chuangong with angry eyes. Although the blood-Crafting Sect was mainly Qingfeng when Yi Chu left, the old people in the blood-Crafting Sect were only the horse leader of the elder Chuangong. After all, in the past, Qingfeng was the person who was the nine-son Yin Demon, which was in opposition to Yi Chu.

"Old Chuangong, this matter is obviously directed at our Blood-Crafting Sect. If we swallow our anger, they will definitely think that our Blood-Crafting Sect is weak and can be bullied. I am afraid that the reputation of the sect leader will be ruined soon!" The guardian elder looked at the elder Chuangong and shouted in a deep voice.

"Elder, we can't watch Elder Liu Peng die. Ye Lingtian just now clearly wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Elder Passing Gong to kill!"

"Elder Liu Peng and us are born and die. If we die under the tricks of Ye Lingtian, how can we brothers be worthy of him?"

Various remarks filled with righteous indignation were constantly spitting out of the mouths of the disciples of the Blood-Crafting Sect. The emotions that had been suppressed for too long were instantly aroused. Looking at the faces filled with blood, Qingfeng's heart was even colder!
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