"Junior brother! Senior brother!"

Liu Qin and Li Pojie shouted in surprise, and even rushed forward to greet them.

They have a profound friendship with each other, and they are extremely happy to meet again after a long separation. Lin Feng is also happy after being separated for thousands of years, especially since he and Li Pojie are like brothers, and they have fought side by side since they were on Earth.

"Where have you been all these years, Brother Lin?" Li Pojie laughed heartily and punched Lin Feng directly in the chest.

"Yes, junior brother, after you and Lord Yashen entered the secret realm of death, you never returned, which made us worried." Liu Qin had tears rolling in her eyes and bit her lips. At this time, she was not like the usual little girl.

Chili pepper shape.

"It's a long story." Lin Feng smiled.

It is indeed a long story. If I had not entered the secret realm of death, so many things would not have happened in the future. My strength improvement over the past ten thousand years has been a complete leap. The true dragon clone that stayed in the Galaxy Territory is now as powerful as the original one.

The more risks you take, the more rewards you will gain.

"Where is the Chief Palace Master? Junior Brother, has the Chief Palace Master come back?" Liu Qin looked around, anxious and uneasy.

God.

At that time, he was ranked third on the Galaxy Saint King list. He was powerful and could be called the soul of the Hundred Saints Martial Palace.

"No, we separated after entering the secret realm of death. We have developed our own lives since then. I have never met the master of the palace." Lin Feng's words immediately made Liu Qinxiu's face darken, and he lowered his head with a look of disappointment.

"Don't worry, lucky people have their own destiny." Lin Feng comforted his senior sister Liu Qin.

Liu Qin sighed softly: "Junior brother, you don't know something. So many things have happened in the ten thousand years since you left. The king of the country died, the princes competed for the throne, the Hundred Saints Martial Palace was leaderless, and the Xu Shen Palace rose. Everything is needed.

The chief palace master will make the decision and turn the tide."

Qin Wuchuan is dead?

Lin Feng also just heard the news and was slightly sad.

However, Qin Wuchuan himself was approaching the end of his life, and it was normal for him to die. At that time, he established two princes, one was the eldest prince, and the other was the prince Yushu. His sudden death probably left the empire at a loss, and it was not known which prince would succeed him.

, thus causing a great chaos.

"This is still a small matter. The rampant behavior of Xu Shen Palace is a big deal." Li Pojie looked serious: "Xu Chi's strength has exceeded the Saint King level. The power of Xu Shen Palace has spread almost throughout the galaxy. The only remaining Saint King Qiang in the Martial Palace has

Three of them were killed by him."

"This hatred is irreconcilable!"

Li Pojie's anger comes from the bottom of his heart. He has practiced hard for thousands of years. Like Lin Feng, he has long regarded Baisheng Martial Palace as his home. Now that his family has been killed, he is extremely angry, but with his strength, he is still unable to take revenge.

However, this is no reason to give in.

"A message has been sent from the Xu Shen Palace, ordering the Baisheng Martial Palace to vassal and surrender, otherwise they will be killed without mercy." Li Pojie's voice was low, hiding his anger: "Most of the elders have reached a consensus."

"Are you ready to agree?" Lin Feng smiled half-heartedly.

Li Pojie nodded: "The Xu Shen Palace has given both grace and power. On the one hand, it threatened the Baisheng Martial Palace, and on the other hand, it bribed several elders and made a stipulation. As long as the Baisheng Martial Palace is willing to submit, everything will remain as usual and there will be no changes.

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"It's quite smart." Lin Feng said.

If you push too hard, given the reputation and dignity of the Hundred Saints Martial Palace, you will fight to the death.

Li Pojie sneered coldly: "According to our Chinese terms, it's just a pie. It seems good, Baisheng Martial Palace takes advantage of it, but in fact it's not that good. Xu Shen Palace just can't swallow it in one bite now.

I want to eat away at it step by step."

"Actually...the elders also know." Liu Qin said hesitantly.

Lin Feng said: "But they have no choice, they can only believe and hold on to a glimmer of hope."

There were bursts of noise from the front, and the vast voice of the great elder resounded throughout the majestic hall. Elders, palace masters, and saints all gathered together. This was the high-level council of the Baisheng Martial Palace, and only those who were saints or above could participate.

Lin Feng was originally a saint when he entered the secret realm of death. Although he has not appeared for ten thousand years, it is normal for a strong person of this level to retreat for ten thousand years at a time. There are many people who have been in retreat for one hundred thousand years.

Now that he is here, Lin Feng joins Li Pojie and Liu Qin in the council.

After all, he is also a member of the Hundred Saints Martial Palace.

However, it doesn't matter to Lin Feng what the outcome of the council is. He has already made plans in his mind and will not waste time on other aspects. Dealing with a mere Void Chi or a Void Shrine is no big deal.

"Today is the final decision regarding the Hundred Saint Martial Palace." The great elder's voice sounded solemnly, like a bell shaking on the ground, unshakable. All the strong men of the Hundred Saint Martial Palace, as long as their strength reaches the Holy King level, they will be automatically promoted.

For the elder level.

When Lin Feng left, there were a total of eighteen holy kings in the Baisheng Martial Hall, including the main hall master, God.

But now, there are only eleven left.

"In the first two meetings, I believe everyone has reached a consensus." The great elder glanced at the elders with a stern gaze. The hall masters and other saints were outside the circle of the council. There was a huge gap in status and strength with the elders.

"Everything that needs to be discussed has been discussed. Let's just vote." A one-eyed elder said coldly, with a rebellious look in his eyes and his head slightly raised. He is indeed a master who is not easy to mess with.

The great elder looked around, his brows slightly furrowed: "The situation is over, why bother?"

"You have your choice, I have my face and self-esteem." The one-eyed elder seemed to be dissatisfied with the great elder, and said proudly: "If the master of the main hall, God, is still here, and sees us being so cowardly and groveling, hum!"

All the elders and palace masters were silent.

Indeed, if the chief palace master is still there, how can Baisheng Martial Palace be bullied by others?

"Keep the green hills, even if there is no firewood." The great elder looked solemn: "The general trend of the galaxy has been determined, and the road to the Hundred Saint Martial Palace has been sealed. We cannot be willful anymore. If we insist on going our own way, it will only destroy the Hundred Saint Martial Palace for hundreds of millions of years.

Foundation."

The one-eyed elder snorted coldly: "Isn't it self-destruction if you become a vassal and surrender? Even if you can successfully escape in the future, it will leave a permanent stain and lose your face. Rather than survive, I, the one-eyed man, would rather fight to the death and die together!"

"What's the point of it, alas." The great elder shook his head and looked even older when he closed his eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense, follow the rules of the Martial Hall and vote directly. As long as more than 30% of the powerful people veto it, the motion will be invalidated immediately!" The one-eyed elder coldly glanced at the elders and shouted: "I don't believe it, none of us in the Martial Hall

They are all cowards!"

His words were righteous and powerful, but the other elders had different expressions and had different thoughts in their hearts.

"Whoa!" The one-eyed elder raised his right hand.

Almost at the same time, Li Pojie also raised his right hand without hesitation, making the great elder sigh and feel helpless. The other elders looked at each other, and after a long time, an elder with a sickly complexion and high cheekbones raised his right hand.

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