I walked all the way and said it was so easy, but this was heard in Lu Shenmeng's ears, but Lu Shenmeng's smile became a little stiff.

He felt that this would definitely not be that simple, but if Fang Ling didn't say it, he had no choice.

When Lu Shenmeng looked at him, Fang Ling's eyes also looked at Lu Shenmeng, and the faint smile on his face did not change at all.

However, Fang Ling did not tell the truth to Lu Shenmeng. The reason why he was able to escape from the cycle of reincarnation so quickly was not because of his mind, but because of the verses of the Maitreya Sutra he obtained on the Thousand Foshan Mountains.

Under the influence of the ineffective magic power, Fang Ling began to recite the verse. The extremely miserable picture that was originally filled with ghosts was chanted. Under the verses of the Maitreya Sutra, it was like snow splashed by hot soup, and disappeared in an instant.

Not only the ghost, but also the other five pictures that had not yet been displayed, were all melted by the verses from the Maitreya Sutra.

In Fang Ling's eyes, Lu Shenmeng did not see anything valuable. He smiled happily and said, "It is a great blessing for me to sing the cycle of reincarnation so quickly. After these two levels, sing the Taoist sect, please go back for a while and take a bath for three days to fast. You can join the gods and let me sing the gods and let me sing the great elder of the gods and let me sing the gods and sing the gods and let me sing the gods and sing the gods and sing the great elders of the gods."

Although Fang Ling did not feel tired after these two levels, there was no reason to shirk the bathing and fasting mentioned by Lu Shenmeng.

When he said goodbye to Lu Shenmeng, Zhang Yinghou and others from Wanpo Pavilion accompanied Fang Ling to leave. For a moment, Fang Ling, who was like stars holding the moon, seemed to have really become the great elder of the Scream Sect.

After Fang Ling and the others walked away, Lu Shenmeng ignored the elder surnamed Lu who wanted to talk to him, turned his head and walked into his cave.

He pinched the magic tricks and forbidden them one by one, and in an instant, he had already blocked the surroundings.

"I really didn't expect that he would break the illusion of reincarnation in a quarter of an hour. There must be..."

Lu Shenmeng seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to someone. After he pondered for a moment, he made a magic trick on a piece of jade in the cave. In an instant, a blood-colored figure appeared on the jade.

"Do you know what kind of golden light is there on Fang Ling?" Lu Shenmeng looked at the bloody figure and asked in a low voice.

The blood-colored figure said a little stiffly: "You know, I'm just a tool he has refined. I don't know much about him!"

Lu Shenmeng nodded and sighed: "I always think his golden light is not an ordinary thing. I really didn't expect that he could pass the three levels of the Scream of God so much faster than me. A new generation will replace the old ones!"

Lu Shenmeng's sigh, if he heard the other people in the Scream, it would definitely make those people frightened.

At the Three Levels of Screaming God, Lu Shenmeng actually passed through the Three Levels of Screaming God. And after hearing what he said, he not only passed through, but also passed through it.

Xueying smiled coldly and said, "The stronger he is, the more suitable he wants? Summon the divine clone, but the stronger the power of offering sacrifices. The stronger the power of the divine clone!"

"You said it right, so his arrival was a surprise, a big surprise for us."

"I believe that as long as the divine clone is summoned, the entire Nanchu, no, should be ours in the future. As a sacrifice, he should be satisfied that he can become the last great elder of the divine clan!"

When Lu Shenmeng said the last time, he murmured in his mouth: "From now, this world will be the world of sneering God, and our world!"

Black jade crown, red dragon Taoist robe!

This is a robe sent by someone from Lu Shenmeng, and only the elders of the Scream Cult can wear in the past dynasties.

Similarly, these are two magic weapons, and they are also magic weapons at the spiritual treasure level, and two defensive magic weapons.

I don’t know if the Moyu Baoguan was refined by a senior master from the Sword God Cult. With just a little magic power, it can turn into a canopy. If the monks in the early stage of the Nascent Soul do not have special means, they will not be able to break the defense of the Moyu Baoguan.

The red dragon Taoist robe is refined with ten thousand-year-old fire silk. It is not only immune to fire attacks, but also hidden the essence of five fire-type dragons in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

The five dragons came out together, and the attack power was even more than five cultivators in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

These two magic weapons were passed by Zhuge Cangsheng, and the great elders who passed on the Divine Sect also passed by them.

Today, Fang Ling will wear this robe on his body to inherit the position of the Great Elder of the Sword God Cult.

But when Fang Ling picked up the black jade crown, his brows frowned slightly.

It was so simple that Fang Ling was a little happy in his heart, but more of it was still a little confused.

There was no pie falling from the sky, so it was natural that he became the great elder of the Qianzhu Sect, but being strongly recommended by Lu Shenmeng as the great elder of the Shensect made him somewhat suspicious.

Although Lu Shenmeng has a great possibility to sneer the survival of the Divine Sect, Fang Ling is unwilling to use his own safety to test Lu Shenmeng's true heart.

He frowned and patted his head with his hand. In an instant, a black bead flew out from the top of his head.

The bead moved with the wind in the void. In an instant, it turned into a black-clad Fang Ling and appeared opposite Fang Ling.

"This time, I'll ask fellow Taoists to go there!" Fang Ling opened his mouth and vomited, and a black Nascent Soul disappeared into Fang Ling's body in black.

Fang Ling, who was originally a little stiff, became vivid in an instant. He smiled at Fang Ling and said, "What trouble is there between you and me?"

Fang Ling, who had put the Red Dragon Taoist robe on his body, put the black jade crown on his head.

As these two things were well dressed, they were graceful and luxurious, and looked down at the common people, and they showed off Fang Ling in black.

Fang Ling and Fang Ling in black didn't say anything. They were the same person, so naturally there was no need to say anything.

While looking at each other, Fang Ling in black slowly walked out of the cave, and Fang Ling himself, with the same wave of his sleeve, disappeared into the cave.

Outside the cave, all the disciples of Qianzhu Sect respectfully stared at the gate of the cave. When Fang Ling walked out of the cave slowly, Liu Liren took the lead and saluted solemnly: "Greetings to the Great Elder!"

Behind Liu Liren is the ancestor Chen Feng. The moment when Liu Liren knelt on the ground, he hesitated for a moment and then knelt down.

He had to kneel down. After all, now, Fang Ling is not only the great elder of Qianzhu Sect, but also wants to ascend to the position of the great elder of the Sword Sect.

Perhaps at the beginning, he wanted to contradict Fang Ling. After all, in the Qianzhu Sect, as long as Liu Liren dies, they will be the only two of them, the Nascent Soul Ancestor.

But now, everything is different.

He is just one of the more than ten Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Sword God Cult. No matter what aspect, it is difficult for him to fight against Fang Ling.

What's more, Fang Ling's ascending to the throne of the great elder of the Sword God Sect is a huge honor for the entire Qianzhu Sect.

Compared with the ancestor Chen Feng's heart, the other disciples of Qianzhu Sect knelt respectfully on the ground.

They were filled with joy. The entire great elder of the Six Sects of the Swords came from their Qianzhu Sect. Although they could not say it, in fact, these disciples of the Qianzhu Sect were better than others.

How come this doesn't make them excited!

"We'll pay homage to the ancestor Fang, the ancestor Fang Sheng'an!" The voices of hundreds of thousands of disciples of the bamboo sect gave people a feeling of resounding through the sky for a moment.

Fang Ling waved at Liu Liren and said, "Why do Elder Liu do this? Please get up quickly!"

If Fang Ling's body was wearing the black jade crown, he would immediately help Liu Liren up at the moment when Liu Liren was about to kneel down.

But now, the person wearing this crown is Fang Ling's Xuanpin Yuanying. Although this Yuanying is also Fang Ling, it has a little more indifferent than the spiritual consciousness dominated by Haoran Yuanying.

There is a little more domineeringness to the world and look down at the earth.

Liu Liren looked at Fang Ling in a red dragon robe, his eyes were full of excitement. He smiled softly and said, "I can see Fang Ling, you reach the top of the God Sect, I will die without any resentment."

"This outfit is really compatible with you!" Liu Liren said, glanced at the sky, and then said in a deep voice: "Great Elder, it's not too late, please get up!"

A carriage carried by thirty-six people slowly walked over with Liu Liren's words. The carriage was pitch black and simple, giving people an extremely thick feeling.

But compared with this turban carriage, the people who carry it under the turban carriage are even more eye-catching. These thirty-six people who carry the turban carriage are all real people of the Golden Pill among the Six Sects of the Gods.

Each of the six people in each sect was wearing a unified black robe. The huge chariot slowly landed in front of Fang Ling under their lifting.

Fang Ling, who was on the chariot, walked towards the position of the Blood Evil Sect under the escort of a group of disciples of Qianzhu Sect.

Three days ago, where the ancestors of the Yuanying of the Six Sects of the Gods had already had a large altar covering an area of ​​hundreds of feet.

The altar is a hundred feet high and is paved with dark rocks. At first glance, it looks a bit like the Temple of Heaven.

However, the deterrence vaguely revealed in the altar seems to be even higher.

Under the altar, Lu Shenmeng and other Yuanying ancestors of the six sects of the Swords were already waiting below. After the huge chariot on which Fang Ling arrived, they also bowed to Fang Ling under the leadership of Lu Shenmeng.

Under the huge altar, thousands of disciples of the Six Sects of the God of Swords gathered, and the crowds bowed down for a moment gave people a feeling of a king ascending the throne in later films.

For the Sword God Cult, Fang Ling's weight, which is greater than that of the kings in later generations, can be said to be stronger and more powerful.

"Please pay a visit to the Temple of Heaven to complete the ceremony!" Na Lu Shenmeng bowed respectfully to Fang Ling. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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