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If the general trend is going to happen, it is better to live than to die. But if there is hope, Yang Yingtian really has to consider it. No matter what, with Angelababy's relationship, there is still a way back.

Now it depends on whether Wang Meng has real skills.

The arrival of the Evil Spirit Hall and the Lihuo Sect relieved the tense atmosphere like timely rain, and almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Although there are some small tricks that Wang Meng did back then, the most important thing is that in the face of the ten thousand demons, the evil cultivators must join forces, and of course they are dependent on the paradise.

The sect leader of Batian Hall, Jin Tiannan, arrived with Yan Yuyue.

When Jin Tiannan showed up, all the sect leader who was present stood up. In the era when Xue Zhongnan was away, the only one who could compete with Tianyan was that the only one who could compete with the Great Perfection Sect leader was left.

Zhao Xinglun wanted to get the support of Jin Tiannan. When Zhao Xinglun enthusiastically walked towards Jin Tiannan, Jin Tiannan just nodded and swept past.

"Heroes come out as young people, Sect Master Wang, the Holy Church will surely move towards glory under your leadership!"

Jin Tiannan looks like a middle-aged man in his forties, with a very majestic and domineering personality, and has two personalities with the gentle Xue Zhongnan.

"Thank you, Sect Master Jin, please."

Wang Meng was really not very used to this way of conversation, but he was still very grateful for Jin Tiannan's arrival and support. Yan Yuyue, who was beside him, blinked playfully, pointed at Wang Meng's clothes and gave him a thumbs up.

Zhenren Wang was so helpless. People who were familiar had to tease him.

Jin Tiannan of the Heavenly Heaven was expected, and it ended here.

But... it's really deserted.

Lei Ting and others all regretted it. If they had known this, they would have found more small sects to support the situation. It would be better if there was no quality or quantity.

Wang Meng looked up at the sky. It was getting late. He invited so many people, so he wouldn't have not come.

After a while, Zhao Xinglun smiled slightly. "Sect Master. The guests are here, has they started?"

"Let's wait a moment."

Wang Meng thought at least Mo Chen would come.

Zhao Xinglun smiled and sat back. The guests were also sitting there, wondering how the young sect leader ended.

Obviously he invited the guests, but none of them arrived yet.

Tongming City. In addition to the Eight Great Forts, there are also some sects waiting and watching, and it is difficult to be a fence-bearing man.

"Since Jin Tiannan came, there was no movement?"

"It's gone, but Wang Meng is still waiting. He is like putting himself in a passive state. If no one comes, or no heavyweight person comes, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing."

"Young man, still young."

The gentle sun is also hot at this time.

What's hot is the mood.

At the foot of the mountain, Hu Jing and Zhang Xiaojiang were also anxious. Zhang Xiaojiang was already in a mess. "How could this happen? There were only a few people?"

Xie Tianhua is very quiet. He not only has a good temper, but also doesn't talk much.

Hu Jing still couldn't help it. "Brother Xie, I heard that your master has a close relationship with our sect leader. Why don't you come today?"

Xie Tianhua smiled slightly, "You can't say it, you can't say it."

"Brother, when is it now? Contact us quickly. This is a big deal for Brother Meng and you can't be underestimated."

Zhang Xiaojiang is not as calm as Hu Jing. If you have any good things, why don’t you hurry up.

Xie Tianhua's face still had the same tepid smile, "No one in the world can underestimate Uncle Wang."

Suddenly he looked into the distance, "Look, this is not here."

A huge teleportation array flashed in the sky, and this scale and momentum were astonishing as soon as it was shot.

Xie Tianhua also cheered up his spirits. The main master was finally about to start playing. He came here not to receive some minion sects. After all, he was a disciple of the Taiyin Sect and was familiar with the rules of the various sects of the Star Alliance. He was afraid that Hu Jing and Zhang Xiaojiang would not be able to deal with it and would lose the rules.

The holy mountain was drowsy and heartbroken. This solemnity was finally broken by the light of the teleportation array.

A congratulations resounded throughout the temple.

"Fan Ru, the leader of the Fahua Sect in the Tidal Small Thousand Realms, wishes Wang Meng the ascension of the throne of the Holy Hall!"

The guests were stunned at first, and kept searching in their minds, Fahuamen?

Damn, this seems to be a sect of more than 60 people in the Star Alliance, right?

The Wanmo Sect has just entered the top 100.

The power of Great Perfection has soared into the sky.

"Sect Master Fan, please." Xie Tianhua said respectfully.

Fan Hong, who was standing beside him, couldn't help complaining, "Old man, let you come early!"

Fan Ru smiled, "You kid, how can you do this randomly?"

When Fan Hong saw Zhang Xiaojiang, he suddenly stretched out his hand, "You are the legendary Zhang Xiaopang, I am Fan Hong!"

"You are Fan Hong?"

"Haha, it seems we should hold one!"

The two of them hit it off at first sight, but now is obviously not the time to chat.

As soon as Fan Ru appeared, the atmosphere immediately changed. This was the leader of the sect who was even stronger than that of Jin Tiannan.

Fan Ru did not talk much nonsense, and was completely based on etiquette. Today's situation does not require too much language or expression to set off.

Seeing that Fan Ru arrived, Wang Meng's heart was settled.

About a few minutes later, a teleportation array appeared again in the sky. The range was larger and more gorgeous, and the sign of a huge rainbow appeared.

Xie Tianhua's voice sounded, "Yang Jian, the head of Tianhong Sect, congratulated Wang Meng on his ascension to the throne of the sect leader of the Holy Hall!"

Who is Yang Jian? The 16th sect leader of the Star Alliance, and the lord of the city in the killing space. He is a truly powerful figure. Moreover, this is the strong man pointed out in the Star Alliance propaganda. To be precise, this is the overlord level.

Zhao Xinglun was hoarse. He never expected that Yang Jian would give Wang Meng such a big face.

Of course, Yang Jian had to give it to him. Wang Meng solved the crisis in Xueyue City. If he didn't even give him this little face, he would be too unwilling to do it.

"Brother Yang, you're so polite!"

"Haha, Brother Wang, on such an important day, how can I be absent as a brother?"

Yang Jian naturally wanted to attend the seat and looked at Fan Ru and smiled.

As soon as Yang Jian came out, all the small sects below were shocked. This was the first time I saw such a big man after so many years of practicing.

It can be said that this is the master who can destroy a sect in the blink of an eye.

This time I really came here, and the Wanmo Sect is very tender.

At this time, the waiting and watching sects in Tongming City could no longer sit still. How could this happen???

Everyone thought that Yang Jian was the boss of this ascension ceremony, but Yang Jian sat there as if no one else was around, leisurely and contented.

Because Yang Jian knew very well that at least Mo Chen would come this time, he wouldn't have to do anything more.

As soon as Yang Jian arrived, the monks below became careful in their breathing. The leader of Tianhong Sect, the Lord of Xueyue City, and the recognized master of the Star Alliance were not comparable to ordinary Dzogchen.

The sect that came suddenly discovered that the young sect leader was really hidden. He really didn't need to have any face in the small world of four directions, because his face was at a higher level.

Just as people were still excited about Yang Jian's arrival, the sound at the foot of the mountain rang again.

"Bu Qingyun, the head disciple of Qingyun Sect, and Ling Fei, the head disciple of Huaxian Sect, congratulates Wang Zhenren to ascend the throne to the throne of the sect leader of the Holy Hall in the name of the head!"
Chapter completed!