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Chapter three hundred and forty-eight old confused(2/2)

In a certain hall of Tianyi Ancient Sect, all the elders and above have gathered together.

Whether to bow to Wang Li, or to be tough to the end, or even try to kill Wang Li, is a major matter of concern to the entire Badshui Continent and even the four continents on the edge of the East. This level of major matter cannot be decided by just a few people from the Tianyi Ancient Sect.

, and requires the resolution of all elders.

After a period of discussion, at least 60% of the elders agreed to temporarily bow to Wang Li.

Because according to the current information, the news that Wang Li rescued nearly a thousand monks from the Immortal Ruins is true. Most of the sects hope that they can turn their enemies into friends with Wang Li, and Wei Daimei has used magic to cut off her own talent and luck. For Tian

There is no use for the Yigu Sect and the Fenxia Ancient Sect. Wang Li has completely angered those powerful sects. From now on, there is no need for the Tianyi Ancient Sect to come forward, and those powerful sects can naturally deal with him.

"I don't care what you think, but I don't agree."

But at this moment, an old voice came from far away.

When he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light appeared at the door of the hall.

An old woman wearing a golden cassock appeared at the door. She had full hair, but the skin on her face was as pink as a baby.

Her eyes looked very vicissitudes of life, but full of murderous intent.

All the elders who agreed to compromise with Wang Li felt their hearts sinking. This old woman wearing a golden robe was the Taoist companion of the fallen Nascent Soul Ancestor of their Tianyi Ancient Sect.

She is the Supreme Elder Yuchen Zhenjun of Wangwushan Sect, and she is a monk on the third level of Nascent Soul.

"Zhenjun Yunchen, it's not that we don't respect you, it's just that even if you express opposition, for our Tianyi Ancient Sect, you can only count one vote at most." Several elders spoke at the same time, and they said that even if she doesn't

Agree, the majority of people still agree.

"Are you old and confused?"

True Lord Yuchen laughed fiercely, "If you hand Wei Daimei over to him, and Wei Daimei's appearance is seen by him at this time, he will be able to let it go? And you decided to compromise because you feel that Wei Daimei is no longer good to the Dinxia Ancient Sect.

It's worthless, but you are totally wrong. Wei Daimei is a face to the ancient Dinxia Sect. She wants to see people when she is alive, and she wants to see her corpse when she dies. You must hand Wei Daimei into the hands of the ancient Dinxia Sect, otherwise

Dinxia Guzong will definitely be furious."

"We are also forced by the situation. Do we want to force our Tianyi Ancient Sect to become enemies with most of the sects in the four continents on the eastern edge of our country?" A Supreme Elder of the Tianyi Ancient Sect said angrily, "And Wang Li

This son...is truly extraordinary and will achieve extraordinary things in the future."

"What future will he have in the future?"

At this moment, another old voice sounded, dozens of spiritual lights fell, and the glow continued to bloom.

"Zhenjun Lixia!"

Everyone in the Tianyi Ancient Sect's Elder Hall was greatly shocked.

"We came with Master Yuchen. What she said is what we mean." An old woman wearing Xiayi walked into the hall and walked to the side of Master Yuchen. She sneered at the scene.

Everyone said, "Since it happened to happen, let Wang Li die outside the mountain gate of Tianyi Ancient Sect."

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