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Everyone in front of the temple was a little surprised.

These two masters of Xingchuan who were secluded and evaded the world have rarely been involved in the throne of the Holy Lord. They have no position between the Dragon Star Demon Star, which is as powerful as water and fire, so why did they appear in the temple on their own initiative today?

Is it because of the Holy Sacrifice Ceremony? Or is it that one of the two powerful star masters secretly wins over people's hearts?

...

There was no wind around, and the trees and leaves around the green fields were also still. In front of the temple where thousands of believers gathered, the urgent and suffocating atmosphere became more sunny as the sunlight shone on its whole body.

Someone even sweated on his forehead.

But no matter what, the appearance of the secret of heaven and heaven above the holy sacrifice ceremony is right.

It can be said that many people are waiting for this moment, because only by gathering the stars in the sutra can we open the Twelve Thunder Palace Formation. Only by opening the Twelve Thunder Palace Formation can we know the choice of the Mount Guardian between Spring and Autumn.

The two star masters of the Dragon Demon are both people with clear minds. They are very clear-headed. They are very clear about the weight of the Thunder Sect beasts that guard the inheritance. Even if this venerable has rarely seen the true appearance of the Dharma image for thousands of years.

Tian Yaoxing, who was flowing with the blood of the demon clan, looked at the emcee of the altar without anger and said casually: "Since the third junior brother and the ninth junior brother have appeared, it is urgent to open the twelve thunder palace formation, so there is no need to wait.

Now.”

On the altar, the master of ceremonies bowed his fists.

Just as I was about to say something, another sound came from my ears.

"Wait a moment."

The host of ceremonies was slightly stunned.

Tian Yaoxing turned his head.

He had too much thought before, because in front of the temple where the eight hundred sects worshipped, there were not many people who had the courage, strength, and motivation to say these three words to him.

With hatred, he subconsciously moved to the opposite dragon star.

He wanted to see what tricks this senior brother was going to play.

At the moment when his sight collided with the dragon star, Tian Yaoxing found that the other party was frowning. The familiar and abrupt sound was obviously not from the mouth of the dragon star...

In front of the temple, there is a heavy mountain facing the direction of the sun at noon.

Under the green shade of the mountains, the eight hundred believers and wealthy family Jia Yuanwai of the Tiandong family gathered together.

There was movement and stillness coming from behind the crowd, and then slowly separated like a tide.

So countless curious eyes were casting away...

Liancheng Jue's steps are calm and steady as if they are the master.

The King of Ming Dynasty, Junze, has an unparalleled style like a saint.

The giant spirit is like a mountain, and its burly figure makes people feel deeply oppressed.

The disciple of Sanxing Tianyin is not very good-looking.

Mulang Xiejun is dressed in red and has red hair, holding Xiao Wu under his hands, and is carrying peach blossoms between his hair.

Dugu Wanqian's arms are wrapped in iron chains and carrying a black giant sword with hidden edges.

Tianlang pushed the wooden wheel cart, and Ye Xichao was sick.

The last junior brother disguised himself as he followed the senior brothers... The three-generation disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects in Tiandong, the genius commented by Tianji Pavilion, and a ten figures appeared in the temple's holy step through the spacious road separated by the crowd.

In front of the stone steps.

Countless sights are projected.

The different expressions on the cheeks made the atmosphere around them quietly become a little weird.

First, there were Tianyin Tianji, and then three generations of disciples, geniuses. These figures who never participated in the internal disputes between the Holy Lords for ten years appeared at the Holy Sacrifice ceremony one after another. Could all this be just a coincidence?

Dzilong never believes in the saying of coincidence.

Everything must be a cause! He looked at the junior brother of the demon star deeply, thinking that you had secretly won over these people! Unconsciously, his mouth showed contempt and his expression was even more contemptuous and disdainful... but he didn't know that the demon star from beginning to end

I didn’t take these three generations of disciples, nephews and disciples seriously!

In short, at this moment, the twelve stars in the Sutian world each have their own thoughts.

No matter how you uncles plan, no matter how your fellow disciples in front of the temple watch, since the decision has been made, the Liancheng Jue will not change!

He wants Tiandong to change the stars.

Then I want Tiandong to change the stars!

This is the courage of the head of the three generations of disciples! Even the people he faces are the twelve stars of the Sutra that have been immersed in the realm of Transformation and Transformation!

Lianchengjue ignored the strange gazes around him. As the leader of the three generations of disciples, he had never had any flaws in his behavior at any time or place.

In the eyes of all junior brothers, he is a perfect person! He has always been... still now!

Lianchengjue led nine junior brothers to the altar emcee and the lords of Xingchuan to greet them.

The thin and old ceremonial master is the same as Jing Tianxing, so naturally there is no need to return the tribute. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the three generations of disciples who appeared under the steps of the Holy Stage: "Now it is the 800 sects who have once a hundred years of holy sacrifice. Don't cause trouble for the younger generations!

Come back to your seat quickly…”

Among the ten comrades of the Bodhi Academy in the past, all the students turned their attention to Jun Zeyu, the extremely intelligent think tank.

Today is an exception.

Because Jun Zeyu's eyes were on the elder brother Lianchengjue, and because all the elder brothers' eyes fell on Lianchengjue together.

Lian Chengjue smiled and clasped his fists: "Dare you ask the elder, is the holy ceremony now the stars seize the saints?"

"Of course it's the saint-winning process!"

"I have countless disciples in eight hundred sects, and the new saints are chosen to be extraordinary! I just don't know what conditions need to be met?"

The emcee said without hesitation: "Wencheng, martial virtue, Zepi Tiandong's achievements are recognized by the Master Shoushan!"

"Shut Liancheng's presumptuousness!"

Lian Chengjue said humbly: "I wonder if the teacher and the second uncle have achieved success in literature and martial arts in the past ten years, and what are the achievements of Zepi Tiandong? Who has witnessed it?"

Lianchengjue asked four questions in a row, his eyes were firm and his words were sonorous.

Countless noises sounded in front of the temple!

Countless eyes looked at the head of the three generations of disciples who were well-known in the eight hundred sects.

What is Lianchengjue just asking?

That is the lord of the Twelve Stars River! Tianlong Star is his teacher... In front of these eight hundred sects, does he know what he is doing?

Behind him was the inheritors of the twelve stars of the Sutra Heaven. What does that mean? Could it be that these three generations of disciples have to defeat them and rise up to oppose their teachers? Could it be that Tiandong is about to change the sky?

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd!

Some people are even more panic...

The elders of the ceremonials on the altar were silent.

In the 800 sects, there was a ten-year civil strife, and the Tianlong and the Tian Yaoxing were facing each other. Where can there be any moral character in literature and martial arts? Otherwise, why should you directly seek the position of the Venerable Shoushan?

He looked at the straight Liancheng Jue and didn't know what the head of the three generations of disciples was thinking.

Outsiders don’t know that Tianlong Star is also puzzled at this moment!

As a teacher, no one knows better than him the innate talent of Liancheng Jue.

After ten years of retreat, there seemed to be no progress in the realm, but Tianlongxing believed in the fact that his disciple had deliberately hidden it!

Just as he never thought that his disciple who taught carefully would one day disobey him!

He turned his head and looked at Lianchengjue.

His expression was a bit majestic.

...

Tian Yaoxing found it interesting.

In front of countless believers, being questioned by the inheritors of their own mantle, what else is more interesting than this?

How can a star master who cannot convince his disciples in the future convince countless believers of the eight hundred sects?

He looked at the senior brother Longxing with fun.

Everything has a cause! This is something that Kuixing Tianlong believes deeply.

So Tianlongxing spoke, and he looked at his disciple, simple and direct: "What are you doing?"

Liancheng Jue held the ceremony again and again.

This time it is not for anyone of the Twelve Stars of Jingtian.

He tributed to the ceremonial elder of the altar: "Liang Cheng wants to participate in the sage, how dare you ask?"