Chapter 1044 1 enemy 2
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 1044
Shangguan Qing stood up and said in a deep voice: "I agree, Senior Sister Tang is the closed disciple of the Palace Master, and Senior Sister Tang took over as the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace, it is justified."
The Dandan monks present looked at each other in blank dismay. None of them thought that Tang Yunshang would be in a hurry to become the lord of Wanhua Palace.
An old woman in a green robe in her early sixties stood up and said cautiously: "Uncle Tang, the palace master's bones are not cold yet, and this disciple feels that the most urgent thing is to wipe out that group of demon clans and the palace master. We will discuss it after Master Lin and the others come back." It's not too late."
Tang Yunshang relied entirely on the favor of the owner of Wanhua Palace, so that she could practice all the way to the Yuanying stage. Tang Yunshang abused her power, nepotism, arbitrarily placed her own people, and used the power of the sect to help her family develop. Many fellow sects were dissatisfied with Tang Yunshang. She made a lot of contributions and was pulled down long ago.
In contrast, Lin Siruo has made a lot of contributions to Wanhua Palace. She is fair and has a strong sense of the overall situation. If one has to choose Tang Yunshang and Lin Siruo as the palace master, most Wanhua Palace disciples will choose Lin Siruo.
Lin Siruo was fighting on the front line and couldn't come back for the time being. Tang Yunshang wanted to take advantage of this to sit on the throne of the lord of Wanhua Palace.
Tang Yunshang's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "What? You are teaching me how to do things? Without the palace master, how should I command the disciples of this sect to arrest the monster clan? Who would be convinced? Or do you mean that you don't want to avenge the master and the others? Or are you a traitor? ?”
"Senior Nephew Song, you are so courageous. Senior Sister Tang is the closed disciple of the Palace Master, and she has all the true biography of the Palace Master. At this critical moment, our sect should have a strong head to lead the sect to continue. Lord, how should I dispatch the disciples of this sect? If you give one order and I give another order, wouldn’t it be a mess?"
Shangguan Qing shouted coldly, a huge spiritual pressure rushed out from her body, the old woman in green robe couldn't breathe.
Tang Yunshang took out a square token with a large piece of spiritual flowers engraved on the back and two big golden characters "Wanhua" on the front.
"This is the token of the palace lord, the Ten Thousand Flowers Order. Seeing the order is like seeing the palace lord."
Shangguan Qing immediately bowed and said respectfully: "Shangguan Qing pays homage to the Palace Master."
Many alchemy cultivators looked at each other, at a loss.
"What? Do not kneel when you see orders, are you going to be traitors?"
"The disciple pays homage to the Palace Master."
I don't know who took the lead, many alchemy cultivators knelt down one after another.
"Now is a special period, and there is no need to make a fuss. The succession ceremony will be held one month later, and someone will send invitations to the Shangqingguan and other six factions, inviting them to participate in the succession ceremony of the palace."
Tang Yunshang ordered, looking a little excited.
The Wanhua Palace family has a great career and tens of thousands of disciples. From then on, she is the owner of Wanhua Palace.
Let alone one month, if given another three months, Lin Siruo would not be able to come back in time.
With the witnesses of the six sects, Tang Yunshang's position as the Palace Master is secure.
"Yes, Palace Master."
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A verdant mountain range, a certain lush peak, Wang Qingshan and Song Mei stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance.
They have been stationed here for more than half a month, and they haven't found any monster race at all.
"Wang Daoyou, do you think the Yaozu will really pass by here? Why don't they pass by other places?"
Song Mei said casually, he is the new senior brother of Wangui Valley, and he urgently needs military exploits to consolidate his position.
"Who knows! I hope the monster race won't pass by here! If the dog is in a hurry, it will jump over the wall!"
Wang Qingshan didn't want the monster race to pass by here. First, they might not be able to stop the monster race in the Nascent Soul stage;
Suddenly, there was a loud beast roar, and Wang Qingshan took out a light golden jade plate, with a vivid lion pattern engraved on the surface.
He punched a spell into the golden jade plate, and Liu Meier's urgent voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Qingshan, there are monster clans attacking us, there are too many of them, we can't stop them, come and support us."
"Okay, let's rush over there right away."
Wang Qingshan agreed, and he suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, with a playful expression on the corner of his mouth.
"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Wang?"
"It's nothing, Fellow Daoist Song, go support Fairy Liu! I'll stay here to avoid falling into the enemy's trick."
Song Mei nodded and said, "Then you should be more careful and contact me if you need anything."
Song Mei was eager to make contributions, and when she heard that Liu Meier had discovered the whereabouts of the Yaozu, she hurried over.
Wang Qingshan picked up the teacup, took a sip of spiritual tea, suddenly raised his right hand, and slashed towards the void.
With a flash of red light, a red flying sword more than [-] feet long flashed out, smashing towards a small slope with a torrential heat wave.
Rumble!
Tupo was cut in half by the red flying sword, and two rays of light flew out from the ground, a girl in a white dress and a young man in a silver shirt.
The girl in the white skirt had three white foxtails on her tail, and the young man in the silver shirt had a pair of silver bat wings on his back. They were obviously demons.
"Bai Linger, long time no see."
Wang Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a half-smile.
Bai Ling'er's face was a little pale, and her breath was a little sluggish. It seemed that she was injured. There were many scars on the body of the silver-shirted youth, and it was obvious that she was also injured.
Bai Ling'er giggled, and said in a tempting tone: "What? Daoyou Wang misses my slave family? I didn't expect that Daoist Wang knew how to pity the fragrance and cherish jade, and the slave family thought that sword cultivators are all wood!"
Cheng Xiaotian's arm was chopped off by Wang Qingshan, and Bai Linger found out about Wang Qingshan's situation after a little inquiring.
Wang Qingshan was in a trance, feeling lazy all over his body. A burst of yellow light suddenly lit up on his chest, and he regained consciousness instantly. At this time, a bat claw several feet in size suddenly appeared on top of his head. The shape retreated, and the bat claws slapped the ground, leaving five huge potholes.
With a pinch of Wang Qingshan's sword art, an astonishing sword intent rushed out of his body, phantoms of cyan flying swords suddenly appeared around him, and the phantoms quickly materialized, turning into two huge cyan sword tigers, grinning their teeth, two The cyan sword tiger moved its limbs, and rushed towards Bai Ling'er and the silver-clothed youth at the foot of the mountain.
A clear sound of swords resounded, and nine blue flying swords flew out of the sword box on Wang Qingshan's back, lined up in a row, making a clear sound of swords, a flash of blue light, thousands of blue flying swords Appearing out of thin air, like a meteor shower, hitting the opposite side.
Bai Ling'er's expression turned cold, and she said in a cold voice: "Quick battle, don't delay too long, otherwise you won't be able to escape."
They attacked the Wanhua Palace, causing the Wanhua Palace to be seriously injured. The Seven Great Immortals were furious and sent a large number of masters to arrest them. Son.
Bai Ling'er stomped her jade feet towards the ground, and there was a rumbling muffled sound coming from the ground. Two big yellow hands several feet in size suddenly came out of the ground, grabbed a cyan sword tiger like lightning, and pinched it. into pieces.
Rumble!
The cyan sword tiger exploded, and the two big yellow hands disappeared.
The bat wings on the back of the silver-shirted young man slammed violently, and a gust of wind raged, a gray hurricane flashed out, facing the blue sword tiger.
Rumble!
The gray hurricane shattered the blue sword tiger and disappeared.
Thousands of blue flying swords descended from the sky, before they landed, several big yellow hands emerged from the ground, blocking the heads of Bai Ling'er and the young man in the silver shirt.
The big yellow hand was shattered by densely packed cyan flying swords, Bai Ling'er and the silver-shirted youth also avoided it.
Thousands of cyan flying swords split into two, chasing Bai Ling'er and the silver-shirted youth respectively.
(End of this chapter)
Shangguan Qing stood up and said in a deep voice: "I agree, Senior Sister Tang is the closed disciple of the Palace Master, and Senior Sister Tang took over as the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace, it is justified."
The Dandan monks present looked at each other in blank dismay. None of them thought that Tang Yunshang would be in a hurry to become the lord of Wanhua Palace.
An old woman in a green robe in her early sixties stood up and said cautiously: "Uncle Tang, the palace master's bones are not cold yet, and this disciple feels that the most urgent thing is to wipe out that group of demon clans and the palace master. We will discuss it after Master Lin and the others come back." It's not too late."
Tang Yunshang relied entirely on the favor of the owner of Wanhua Palace, so that she could practice all the way to the Yuanying stage. Tang Yunshang abused her power, nepotism, arbitrarily placed her own people, and used the power of the sect to help her family develop. Many fellow sects were dissatisfied with Tang Yunshang. She made a lot of contributions and was pulled down long ago.
In contrast, Lin Siruo has made a lot of contributions to Wanhua Palace. She is fair and has a strong sense of the overall situation. If one has to choose Tang Yunshang and Lin Siruo as the palace master, most Wanhua Palace disciples will choose Lin Siruo.
Lin Siruo was fighting on the front line and couldn't come back for the time being. Tang Yunshang wanted to take advantage of this to sit on the throne of the lord of Wanhua Palace.
Tang Yunshang's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "What? You are teaching me how to do things? Without the palace master, how should I command the disciples of this sect to arrest the monster clan? Who would be convinced? Or do you mean that you don't want to avenge the master and the others? Or are you a traitor? ?”
"Senior Nephew Song, you are so courageous. Senior Sister Tang is the closed disciple of the Palace Master, and she has all the true biography of the Palace Master. At this critical moment, our sect should have a strong head to lead the sect to continue. Lord, how should I dispatch the disciples of this sect? If you give one order and I give another order, wouldn’t it be a mess?"
Shangguan Qing shouted coldly, a huge spiritual pressure rushed out from her body, the old woman in green robe couldn't breathe.
Tang Yunshang took out a square token with a large piece of spiritual flowers engraved on the back and two big golden characters "Wanhua" on the front.
"This is the token of the palace lord, the Ten Thousand Flowers Order. Seeing the order is like seeing the palace lord."
Shangguan Qing immediately bowed and said respectfully: "Shangguan Qing pays homage to the Palace Master."
Many alchemy cultivators looked at each other, at a loss.
"What? Do not kneel when you see orders, are you going to be traitors?"
"The disciple pays homage to the Palace Master."
I don't know who took the lead, many alchemy cultivators knelt down one after another.
"Now is a special period, and there is no need to make a fuss. The succession ceremony will be held one month later, and someone will send invitations to the Shangqingguan and other six factions, inviting them to participate in the succession ceremony of the palace."
Tang Yunshang ordered, looking a little excited.
The Wanhua Palace family has a great career and tens of thousands of disciples. From then on, she is the owner of Wanhua Palace.
Let alone one month, if given another three months, Lin Siruo would not be able to come back in time.
With the witnesses of the six sects, Tang Yunshang's position as the Palace Master is secure.
"Yes, Palace Master."
······
A verdant mountain range, a certain lush peak, Wang Qingshan and Song Mei stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance.
They have been stationed here for more than half a month, and they haven't found any monster race at all.
"Wang Daoyou, do you think the Yaozu will really pass by here? Why don't they pass by other places?"
Song Mei said casually, he is the new senior brother of Wangui Valley, and he urgently needs military exploits to consolidate his position.
"Who knows! I hope the monster race won't pass by here! If the dog is in a hurry, it will jump over the wall!"
Wang Qingshan didn't want the monster race to pass by here. First, they might not be able to stop the monster race in the Nascent Soul stage;
Suddenly, there was a loud beast roar, and Wang Qingshan took out a light golden jade plate, with a vivid lion pattern engraved on the surface.
He punched a spell into the golden jade plate, and Liu Meier's urgent voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Qingshan, there are monster clans attacking us, there are too many of them, we can't stop them, come and support us."
"Okay, let's rush over there right away."
Wang Qingshan agreed, and he suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, with a playful expression on the corner of his mouth.
"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Wang?"
"It's nothing, Fellow Daoist Song, go support Fairy Liu! I'll stay here to avoid falling into the enemy's trick."
Song Mei nodded and said, "Then you should be more careful and contact me if you need anything."
Song Mei was eager to make contributions, and when she heard that Liu Meier had discovered the whereabouts of the Yaozu, she hurried over.
Wang Qingshan picked up the teacup, took a sip of spiritual tea, suddenly raised his right hand, and slashed towards the void.
With a flash of red light, a red flying sword more than [-] feet long flashed out, smashing towards a small slope with a torrential heat wave.
Rumble!
Tupo was cut in half by the red flying sword, and two rays of light flew out from the ground, a girl in a white dress and a young man in a silver shirt.
The girl in the white skirt had three white foxtails on her tail, and the young man in the silver shirt had a pair of silver bat wings on his back. They were obviously demons.
"Bai Linger, long time no see."
Wang Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a half-smile.
Bai Ling'er's face was a little pale, and her breath was a little sluggish. It seemed that she was injured. There were many scars on the body of the silver-shirted youth, and it was obvious that she was also injured.
Bai Ling'er giggled, and said in a tempting tone: "What? Daoyou Wang misses my slave family? I didn't expect that Daoist Wang knew how to pity the fragrance and cherish jade, and the slave family thought that sword cultivators are all wood!"
Cheng Xiaotian's arm was chopped off by Wang Qingshan, and Bai Linger found out about Wang Qingshan's situation after a little inquiring.
Wang Qingshan was in a trance, feeling lazy all over his body. A burst of yellow light suddenly lit up on his chest, and he regained consciousness instantly. At this time, a bat claw several feet in size suddenly appeared on top of his head. The shape retreated, and the bat claws slapped the ground, leaving five huge potholes.
With a pinch of Wang Qingshan's sword art, an astonishing sword intent rushed out of his body, phantoms of cyan flying swords suddenly appeared around him, and the phantoms quickly materialized, turning into two huge cyan sword tigers, grinning their teeth, two The cyan sword tiger moved its limbs, and rushed towards Bai Ling'er and the silver-clothed youth at the foot of the mountain.
A clear sound of swords resounded, and nine blue flying swords flew out of the sword box on Wang Qingshan's back, lined up in a row, making a clear sound of swords, a flash of blue light, thousands of blue flying swords Appearing out of thin air, like a meteor shower, hitting the opposite side.
Bai Ling'er's expression turned cold, and she said in a cold voice: "Quick battle, don't delay too long, otherwise you won't be able to escape."
They attacked the Wanhua Palace, causing the Wanhua Palace to be seriously injured. The Seven Great Immortals were furious and sent a large number of masters to arrest them. Son.
Bai Ling'er stomped her jade feet towards the ground, and there was a rumbling muffled sound coming from the ground. Two big yellow hands several feet in size suddenly came out of the ground, grabbed a cyan sword tiger like lightning, and pinched it. into pieces.
Rumble!
The cyan sword tiger exploded, and the two big yellow hands disappeared.
The bat wings on the back of the silver-shirted young man slammed violently, and a gust of wind raged, a gray hurricane flashed out, facing the blue sword tiger.
Rumble!
The gray hurricane shattered the blue sword tiger and disappeared.
Thousands of blue flying swords descended from the sky, before they landed, several big yellow hands emerged from the ground, blocking the heads of Bai Ling'er and the young man in the silver shirt.
The big yellow hand was shattered by densely packed cyan flying swords, Bai Ling'er and the silver-shirted youth also avoided it.
Thousands of cyan flying swords split into two, chasing Bai Ling'er and the silver-shirted youth respectively.
(End of this chapter)
