Chapter 2910

"After all, what I practice is Pangu holy body, and I have strong self-healing ability. I don't believe that this hell ghost map can really suck me up!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a cruel color, bit his thumb and covered it at the end of the scroll of the hell Ghost Map.

Zhuo Wen was shocked. If he was struck by lightning, he felt that the blood essence of his whole body was sucked uncontrollably by this scroll, and the blood in his body was reversed at a very fast speed

The next day, when sun Ruoyu knocked on the door of the main hall, he saw a young man with dirty head, dry cheeks and godless eyes.

If it were not for the clothes the young man was wearing, sun Ruoyu would almost not recognize that this was Zhuo Wen.

"Brother Ma, what's the matter with you? What happened last night?" sun Ruoyu asked strangely.

Zhuo wending, the panda eye, reluctantly said, "nothing. I was too excited and lost sleep last night. The succession meeting of the patriarch is about to begin. Let's go now!"

With that, Zhuo Wen stumbled the moment he stepped out of the door. If sun Ruoyu hadn't helped Zhuo Wen in time, I'm afraid Zhuo Wen would fall and eat shit.

"Brother Ma, are you sure you're okay?" sun Ruoyu worried.

"It's all right. It's just the sequelae of insomnia. Help me!"

Zhuo Wen smiled reluctantly, but scolded in his heart.

Last night, he was almost sucked dry by the hell Ghost Map several times. If it weren't for his self-healing ability, Zhuo Wen would have died many times.

However, the final result made Zhuo Wen quite satisfied. The hell Ghost Map really had a sense of dependence on him and recognized the Lord smoothly.

The succession ceremony of the patriarch is in the largest square in the sect. At the moment, there are tens of thousands of people in the square. All the friars in the sect have come with excitement on their faces.

At the front of the square, there is a huge platform. At the moment, six strong figures are standing on the platform.

These six people are the six elders who were given Tianming pill by Zhuo Wen.

The breath of these six elders is much stronger than that of seven days ago, and one of them has been promoted to the Lord of heaven.

Obviously, the six special-class destiny pills obtained by the six of them have been used up, and the effects are very good.

The six people are very grateful to Zhuo Wen and look forward to Zhuo Wen giving them another destiny pill.

They know that as long as they have a few more special destiny pills, they can break through the destiny master in a short time and step into the second step of preaching.

However, when Zhuo Wen's face was pale and his steps were falsely supported by sun Ruoyu on the platform, everyone showed surprise.

It's only the past night. How did this powerful new patriarch become such a weak chicken.

"Lord, are you..."

The elder who was the first to be promoted to the half step God hurriedly came forward and looked at Zhuo Wen and sun Ruoyu. His eyes showed a look that I know how to look. He coughed and said, "master, you should control yourself and take care of your body!"

Zhuo Wen looked at the teasing expression on the elder's face and covered his head with black lines. Where did the old guy think of? He thought so obscene.

Sun Ruoyu also heard the implication of the elder, spat, and his ears were red.

"Well, let's start the patriarchal succession ceremony now!" sun Ruoyu changed the topic.

The six elders naturally had no opinion, and the next succession ceremony was very boring. Zhuo Wen just went up to speak and express his feelings.

Then sun Ruoyu, the granddaughter of the old patriarch, officially handed over the patriarch token to Zhuo Wen. Although Zhuo Wen had the patriarch token long ago, it was a ceremony after all, and the superficial Kung Fu still had to be done.

In order to win the hearts of the people, Zhuo Wen promised to distribute judaodan to everyone within half a year, which won unanimous warm applause.

"Wait a minute!"

Just as the succession ceremony was about to end, a loud roar came from a distance.

When they looked at the past, they saw two streamers coming and falling directly on the platform above the square.

The first person was a middle-aged man with a sharp eye like a hawk and falcon, and next to the middle-aged man was a man with a blackened face.

Zhuo Wen is no stranger to the black faced man behind the middle-aged man. Naturally, it is Chen Siyong who was cut by the thunder array seven days ago.

The thunder produced by the thunder array arranged by Zhuo Wen is not ordinary thunder. Although Chen Siyong is a strong preacher, he is seriously injured by such powerful thunder. It is impossible to recover in a short time.

As soon as Chen Siyong landed on the high platform, he stared at Zhuo Wen. He had very white skin, but now he has a completely black face, almost disfigured, and has deep resentment against Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen ignored Chen Siyong, but looked at the middle-aged man in front of Chen Siyong and said, "Chen Yuanshui?"

"Good eyesight. I guessed my identity!"

Chen Yuanshui's eyes showed arrogance. Immediately, a strong breath suddenly emerged from himself, and the pressure on the whole square increased sharply.

All the people in the square felt the pressure. At the moment, their scalp was numb. They were surprised and shouted, "Lord destiny, elder Chen has successfully promoted to Lord destiny!"

Sun Ruoyu's eyes also changed slightly. She remembered that Chen Yuanshui had not been closed for a long time. She actually got out of the customs so quickly and made a smooth breakthrough, which was really beyond her expectation.

Listening to the surprised voices of the people below, Chen Yuanshui looked arrogant, glanced sideways at Zhuo Wen and said, "I heard your name is Ma Yujie? And I also heard that you are a Tianming level array Taoist master and Tianming level Dan master, but your strength is a little weak!"

"Originally, what you made in the sect was enough for me to punish you to death. However, I am generous and can let you live. The premise is to hand over the sect leader's token, kneel down and swear allegiance to me."

"As long as you do these things, I can let bygones be bygones, and I will put you in a good position to be my most valued dog."

As soon as Chen Yuanshui said this, he found that the atmosphere around him was wrong.

Because the audience did not hear any voice supporting him, but looked on coldly.

The young man supported by sun Ruoyu looked at himself jokingly, as if he were watching a clown talking.

This silent contempt made Chen Yuanshui angry and said coldly, "what? You despise me?"

With that, Chen Yuanshui's breath was stronger. He spared no effort to release the powerful power unique to the destiny Lord.

"It's just a clown. I'm too lazy to look at you!" Zhuo Wen shook his head silently.

Chen Yuanshui is just a God. In his eyes, he is really like a clown.

"You want to die!"

Chen Yuanshui was angered by Zhuo Wen's disregard. He kicked his right foot and slapped Zhuo Wen.

The powerful energy ripples formed a huge palm shadow in the air, and fell on Zhuo Wen. He wanted to destroy the arrogant boy with absolute advantage.

Unfortunately, a sword light flashed and the virtual shadow of the palm was broken, but Chen Yuanshui didn't respond. His limbs hurt and the whole person fell to the ground.

When he reacted, his limbs had been cut off and blood poured out.