The sect leader of Taixu Xuanmen was in succession ceremony ten days later, and all the twelve Yuanshengs were in seclusion for one year!

This news seemed to have grown wings and quickly entered the ears of most of the forces in the entire Haotian Holy Realm.

For ordinary forces, they just laughed at this kind of news. In fact, in the face of such news, they only have the power to laugh.

"It seems that there is a fun watching!" In the Three Thousand Demon Abyss, the Blood Shadow Demon Saint said with a hint of emotion: "I am more and more looking forward to what will happen next?"

In the huge demon palace, countless subordinates stood on both sides, but these subordinates did not dare to make any sound.

The Blood Shadow Demon Saint controls their life and death. As long as the Blood Shadow Demon Saint does not ask, if any of them dares to speak, they will basically be seeking death.

"Sir, Lord Demon Lord, please represent him and participate in the ceremony of the succession of the Taixu Xuanmen Sect Master!" A figure that looked like a shadow appeared strangely in front of the Blood Shadow Demon Saint, and said in a deep voice to the Blood Shadow Demon Saint.

The Blood Shadow Demon Saint laughed at the sky, "It's still the Demon Lord who understands my temperament, hahaha, this matter is just what I want."

"I want to see what the Taixu Xuanmen, which is not supported by the twelve saints, looks like."

Top forces such as the Holy Emperor Palace, the Three Thousand Demon Abyss, and the Dakong Fan Sect have all sent their own representatives to participate in this Taixu Xuanmen Ceremony.

But they are more of a kind of thought of watching the fun!

In their opinion, the upcoming lively event of Taixu Xuanmen this time is much more lively than the sect leader’s succession ceremony.

In Changletian, Changmei Xuanzhu, many disciples were talking about this matter at this time. Fei Shangyuansheng's death and the gift of the Yuanwei Saint Seal made the entire Changletian in a state of silence.

Many disciples originally thought that this state of silence would last for a long time, but they did not expect that it would not take long to love you, and another big thing came towards the entire Changletian.

"This is a match!" Because it belongs to the disciples of Changmei Xuanzhu, most people lack respect for the direct lineage of the Twelve Yuansheng and Taixu Xuanmen, and some words are even more scruples.

"Hehe, the sect leader here succeeded to the throne within ten days, but he was in seclusion for one year. There were not one or twelve people in seclusion."

The person who spoke was a heavenly master. In terms of cultivation, this heavenly master was not too strong, but at this moment, this heavenly master said that he felt like he was saliva was flying around.

"Senior Brother Lu, what do you think will be like in the end?"

"Can this succession ceremony be completed?" Changletian disciples around him asked curiously.

"Who knows this? It depends on the ability of the leader Luo Yunyang. Hehe, maybe my Taixu Xuanmen will become a laughing stock."

The Heavenly Lord, who was called Senior Brother Lu, had a hint of emotion in his words. Just as he was about to say a few more words, he suddenly saw Sheng and King Yuan coming over.

Sheng and Yuan Wang have a high status in Changletian. This senior brother Lu is too different in the scores of seniors in front of Sheng and Yuan Wang. For a while, he didn't know what to do now.

And those disciples who were talking were all eager to stand up in embarrassment and salute to Sheng and King Yuan.

Sheng and Yuan Dynasty nodded coldly at these disciples, and then said lightly: "Okay, you guys are busy with yours!"

Sheng and King Yuan did not have the heart to deal with these disciples who were talking about. In fact, he was hesitating about something in his heart, that is, what should they do in Changletian?

Although they were leaning against the Changmei Xuanzhu, neither Luo Yunyang nor the Twelve Yuansheng Saints could do anything to them.

But now the Twelve Yuan Sheng and the Sect Master have started to fight hard, making him dare not make a decision privately and choose between the two.

Lord Changmei Xuan is in seclusion, and Lord Changmei Xuan is not in a good mood these days. Although his cultivation level will no longer get angry randomly because of his bad mood, Sheng and King Yuan are still very careful. There is nothing to do and dare not disturb his master.

"Are you going to ask the leader about the ceremony of succession to the throne?" Before Sheng and King Yuan spoke, Lord Changmei Xuan was already in a direct way.

Looking at the master sitting on the jade collapse, Sheng and King Yuan were not surprised too much. He said respectfully: "Master, I am here for this."

"Luo Yunyang, I didn't expect that such a person could appear in the Fei Shang lineage." The long-brow Xuanzhu gently tapped the jade board in front of him and said lightly: "Let's go!"

"Master, if we go, will there be any objection to the twelve senior brothers?" Sheng and King Yuan were unwilling to offend the twelve Yuan Saints of Taixu Xuanmen.

He had fought with the Twelve Yuan Sheng many times, and knew that these Twelve Senior Brothers not only had high cultivation, but also had ruthlessness.

If you offend them, there will be no good results.

"So what if you offend them?" said Master Changmei Xuan, who said with a smile, "We used to be justified in the past. As for the conflict between them and the master, it was their own business."

"Just keep your heart in your stomach!"

Sheng and Yuan Wang nodded and said, "Master, what do you think will happen in the end?"

"I also want to know what will happen in the end?" Changmei Xuanzhu smiled and said, "But according to the calculations of being a master, it is very likely that everyone will do their own things and leave them alone."

Sheng and Yuan Wang frowned and said, "In this way, my Taixu Xuanmen may have a better reputation among the major sects..."

After saying this, Sheng and King Yuan did not continue to say it because the following words were no longer what he should have said.

The Changmei Xuanzhu waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can just watch the ceremony."

Ten days are really fleeting for practitioners. Compared with the discussions of warriors from various sects outside, disciples from the direct lineage of Taixu Xuanmen are even more ruthless about this matter.

Zheng Ruta, who was responsible for the arrangement of the guests, heard the most in the past few days that the twelve saints did not come. What should we do about this ceremony of succession?

What to do? Zheng Rulai really doesn’t know!

Without the participation of the twelve saint disciples, this succession ceremony seemed like a joke, and even was ridiculed by all parties.

If the succession ceremony is not held, then it is possible that the invitation has been sent out. Now that it is said that it will not be held, it will only be even more embarrassing.

In Zheng Ru's view, the only person who can solve this problem at this time is the Lord of Taixu. As long as he speaks, all problems are not a problem.

However, the Lord of Taixu is not something that they are the younger disciples who can visit. According to Zheng Ruta’s guess in his heart, the Lord of Taixu who seemed to know everything should know this.

But even though he knew it, he had no reaction at all. What was the ancestor of this sect going to do? Was it just a joke?

With a thousand thoughts in his mind, Zheng Rulai's eyes returned to the Taixu Temple, which had been reconciled. The Sect Master should be in the temple, and he didn't know how he would be ready to deal with it next.

"Senior brother, I just received the news that... more than 300 affiliated forces sent people to send letters, saying that an accident occurred at his base and that he could not come at the moment." A disciple with a panic face quickly said to Zheng Ru.

As the only two giants in the Haotian Holy Realm, Taixu Xuanmen has thousands of subordinate forces, and the strongest ones are 300.

The more than 300 families mentioned by this junior brother should be the strongest subordinate forces. According to Chunyu Tianxing's arrangement, if these strengths can support the situation, it would be very good.

But Mie thought that they could not say anything at this time.

"Who gave them such courage?" Although Zheng Rulai had already guessed in his heart, he couldn't help but ask angrily at this time.

"Senior brother, I heard that they are the disciples under the twelve masters, and they have all gone to these more than 300 additional subordinate forces, so they..." The disciple who reported back and forth spread his hands and said helplessly.

Zheng Rulai waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's report this kind of thing to the sect leader and all elders, let's..."

How are we? Zheng Rulai didn't say it, but the junior brother who reported back and forth understood what Zheng Rulai meant. After nodding at Zheng Rulai, the disciple quickly rushed towards the direction of the Taixu Temple.

In just a quarter of an hour, the news had spread throughout the Taixu Xuanmen. The direct lineage of the Taixu Xuanmen who was already anxious about this matter really didn't know what to do now.

The twelve Yuan Saints will not come, and the disciples of the twelve Yuan Saints will not come. Now we don’t even have the strength of our subordinates. How can we do this?

When Luo Yunyang received the news, he was not too surprised. He just said to the disciple who reported to him and understood.

In fact, Luo Yunyang had expected this situation in his mind. Although there were many subordinate forces in Taixu Xuanmen, most of the subordinate forces were actually the twelve saints who surrendered.

As for the Fei Shangyuan lineage, what they own is only a part of the sect base of the Taixu Xuanmen.

But the more this happens, Luo Yunyang will show the authority of his sect leader. Otherwise, there will be no difference between him or not doing it.

"Sect Master, there is still one hour before the ceremony of succession. There are only a few dozen guests here." Elder Long Huai's voice was filled with a hint of heaviness.

As soon as Luo Yunyang was about to speak, he heard someone in the void say: "The Demon Saint of the Three Thousand Demon Abyss Blood Shadow is ordered to come and congratulate him!"

The sound was peaceful, but the moment he heard the sound, the entire Taixu Xuanmen was in shock.

Three Thousand Demon Abyss, Blood Shadow Demon Saint!

For ordinary sects, these two names are equivalent to a catastrophe. Although the strength of Taixu Xuanmen is not weaker than that of the Three Thousand Demon Abyss, is it now? It is difficult for them to resist a blood shadow demon saint!

Are they really here to congratulate? This is what many disciples are thinking.

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