Chapter 789

Inside the Yuji Hall, the lights are brilliant, and the throne is like snow.

Ji Lie, who was dressed in a Kowloon-ridden gown, did not land on the throne, but surrounded a huge and round red python jade table with several others, each occupying one side.

As Ji Lie's quasi-emperor status, those who can sit on an equal footing with him are naturally not mortals, and the few people in the field are indeed not mortals, but the most powerful people in the world.

From Ji Lie's right hand, the first person is a middle-aged man with a clear face, his face is like a crown of jade, and his eyes are like stars. At a glance, it is enough to make people forget that the person sitting opposite is a living person, but an indomitable god . This person is dressed in a bright yellow Taoist robe, with an aura as deep as the sea. He is the legend of Da Yue's secret guard, Huang Xuanji.

And next to Ji Lie's left hand is a person who can't see his face clearly. This person has distinct facial features, but when his eyes are focused, there is always a cloud of fog. You can see his eyebrows and eyes clearly. It is impossible to see the overall facial features clearly, like a stubborn stone, quietly resting on the ground, as if it has been asleep for thousands of years.

Only the Taiji pattern on the left chest of a tattered Taoist robe reveals his origin. It is the master of Wuji Temple, the world's first talisman master, Dao Yan.

Except for Huang Xuanji and Dao Yan, the rest of the people are none other than Emperor Zhan, King Jiang Bai, Zhuge Shennian, and Yao Junchi.

According to the form of the gathering, there is no doubt that an important meeting will be held, but it has been nearly half an hour since everyone gathered, and no one has said a word.

"His Majesty."

A voice came, and the newly-promoted Chief Inspector of the Inner Palace, like a precarious red-clothed monster, floated to the front with quick and hurried small steps, "There is really not enough time."

"Understood, follow the procedure on number two first, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

Ji Lie impatiently waved the red-robed chief prisoner back.

Compared with his knots, the mere vulgar ceremony of ascension to the throne is as light as a feather.

People in both inner and outer palaces understood his thoughts, and specially prepared a double. When it was a last resort, they had to let the double appear on the stage, following this essential procedure.

After waving the red-robed head prisoner back, Ji Lie couldn't bear it any longer, "It seems that the Brahma Sect Master is not willing to come to support me, Mr. Grand Uncle, I don't think there is any need to wait any longer."

Huang Xuanji swept his eyebrows lightly, and his voice was like gold and iron, "It is true that there is no need to wait any longer, but I'm afraid it's not because Fanmoke doesn't want to come to join us, it's probably because he can't come."

"Brother Xuanji, what do you mean by this?"

Zhuge's divine sense kept tapping his fingers on the round table, and suddenly stopped.

"Brother Shennian is a smart man."

Huang Xuanji stared lightly.

Yao Junchi snorted coldly, "I knew this son was not a kind person, but I didn't expect him to be a born evildoer. If this son gave birth to a child early, would there be a place for us in the world?"

Ji Lie was dumbfounded when he heard this, "Master Grand Uncle, seniors, why can't I understand what you are talking about, could it be that something unexpected happened to Sect Master Fan?"

Huang Xuanji's eyes finally turned away, and he stayed on Ji Lie for a moment, and Ji Lie stood up, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, this beast has absolutely no such ability, the vice-priest is in trouble, but this thief forcibly turned into a demon again, The vice-priest didn't investigate for a while, so this thief took advantage of it. The cultivation of the head of the Brahma sect is probably on par with the vice-priest, and he can fight against each other. Even if he falls into the villain's tricks, how can he escape?"

After the Battle of the Imperial Field, Ji Lie sat bored for several days, and he couldn't accept the dismal result.

Of course, this bleak result does not mean that the battle damage was huge. Even if the whole world was defeated, Ji Lie would not be too concerned.

What he couldn't accept was that the formidable strength that Xu Yi showed was simply beyond the pace he could keep up with. The difference between the two was like a judgment call.

He was the number one genius at the time, how could he be overshadowed by mere savages?

At this moment, Huang Xuanji, Zhuge Shennian and others wanted to prove that Van Moko was murdered by Xu Yi based on speculation, which was unacceptable to Ji Lie.

Obviously, in the hearts of the soul-sensing patriarchs, the thief's strength and reputation already have the qualifications to keep pace with them.

He is the most dignified and handsome person in Da Yue, and in the hearts of all the soul-sensing ancestors, he has clearly lost the qualification to be compared with that thief.

"Never be arrogant in victory, not discouraged in defeat, and persevere in spite of all setbacks. This is the heart of a warrior. Lieer, do you understand?"

Huang Xuanji's feelings for Ji Lie are clear.

Ji Lie was terrified, not daring to tell any more.

"It seems that Brother Xuanji has received the news. In this way, the old Mu is also in danger. I really want to know what kind of good fortune this son has, to be so evil."

Zhan Tianzi said playfully, there was no sense of depression in his words, his eyes were like lightning, bursting with high-spirited fighting intent.

At his level of cultivation, if he wants to advance even a little bit, it is as difficult as reaching the sky. The soul-sensing ancestors of his peers are either not equal to him in terms of combat power, or they are not as good as him.

Zhan Tianzi is extremely eager to fight against someone who is stronger than himself, even if he dies, he still wants to pursue the chance to escape.

Apparently, Xu Yi, who is a hidden Vatican and a hidden animal with supernatural powers, has been regarded by Emperor Zhan as such an existence.

Huang Xuanji raised his eyebrows lightly, a ball suddenly appeared in his palm, and a trace of evil energy was released, wrapping the ball, the ball was dense, and the picture appeared in the air in an instant, but it was a faint phantom, which was Fan Mo Harsh image.

"Brother Xuanji took revenge for me, Fanmousheng..."

Before the word "sheng" is finished, the faint phantom disappears, and the picture is cut off.

"Nine Serenity Scattering Soul Ascension Curse, this, how is this possible."

Ji Lie blurted out and stood up in shock.

The Nine Nether Scattering Soul Ascending Light Curse is a forbidden spell. The reason why it is listed as a forbidden spell is not that the spell is so powerful, but that this spell can only be used when the soul-sensing patriarch looses his soul. Communications at the last moment of crisis.

In the picture, that faint phantom is not even a scattered soul, it is simply a wisp of a remnant soul, and it disappeared without even casting the forbidden spell.

The dignified soul-sensing patriarch has fallen in such a useless way.

No one answered Ji Lie's question, and the audience quickly fell into dead silence.

No matter how you comment on the thief's strength, it is not as shocking as the real scene in front of you.

The same soul-sensing ancestors have been above all living beings in this world for too long. It has been so long that these soul-sensing ancestors have forgotten that they are still mortals and that they will die.

The shock brought by the tragic image of Van Moko is heart-shattering.

After a long time, Jiang Bai said kingly, "Looking at the background in the picture, it seems to be in Futu Mountain."

Everyone recalled that the missing part of the highest peak of the haze in the picture was the Buddha's head on Mount Futu.

"It seems that brother Jiang encountered an accident on the way here, no good, doesn't it mean that the thief is also in Shenjing, maybe he is on the way here."

Before Zhuge Shen could speak, the big hand hidden under the table was tightly clenched, forcibly controlling the blood, so as not to make the old face flush.

It's too embarrassing, how can the dignified ancestor feel so frightened.

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